Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1495 128. I gave you a chance, so don't describe me with cruelty

  Darkhan Drahir has bad personal morals and hypocritical character, but his magical attainments are solid.

   In addition, the female assistant he "picked up" was also a formal Senator of the Silver Moon. The assistance of the two spellcasting bosses made the summoning ceremony arranged by Black in Sunwell fast and good.

   He used five times more magic materials than usual to create a magic circle that was three times larger than the normal summoning ceremony, covering almost the entire hall of the Sunwell.

   Once such a large circle is activated, the scale of the Twisted Void Portal that can be torn apart is absolutely amazing.

Even in Black's past as a warlock, he never presided over such a dangerous ritual, but thanks to his travels in the world of Draenor, the pirates have learned a lot from the demons after experiencing a real demon invasion. Skill".

   So the summoning ritual in front of him was actually "improved" by him.

The    effect is absolutely awesome.

   "You two can get out now."

After the ceremony was completed, Blake cocked his hips and admired the Sunwell body surrounded by the magic circle of the summoning ceremony. The golden tide of magic power and the green corrosive atmosphere of the fel energy ceremony that had already started to work together, making this magnificent palace. Also got a hint of evil.

  The pirate said very rudely to Darkan and his female assistant:

   "Don't go outside to find death, all the powerful people in the entire alliance and elves have basically been recruited, and they are united and being beaten by Queen Azshara.

  How powerful is the queen, she can naturally ignore the attacks of these warriors, but you can't, any ruthless character will stare at you and you will be finished.

  Although I despise the incompetence and cowardice of these rookies who have just joined the queen, I also don’t want to see my beloved queen lose the elf puppy she just got today. "

   "Hey, be polite!"

   When did the female assistant beside Darkan suffer from this kind of anger?

   Hearing Blake's contemptuous remarks immediately exploded, but her fierce rebuttal was flamboyantly ignored by the stinky pirates. The pirates didn't even look at her, just staring at Dar'kan who said nothing.

He says:

   "Go back to your fief, Dysom, which is on the border between Quel'Thalas and the human kingdom. It's a great location, and it's close to the coast, just right to become the land frontier of the Deep Sea Empire.

  Once the Sunwell is destroyed, Quel'dorei is destined to have no energy to crusade against you, a disobedient person, for a long time to come. Hurry up and prepare your military affairs.

  If you are defeated by elves or humans, I don’t think Her Majesty, no matter how generous, would choose to keep you as a waste.

  Darkhan, I know your ambitions, you also know that I am a prophet, and I have witnessed countless tragedies that belong to you in countless futures.

  You live by ambition and die by greed.

   So don't play any tricks in front of me.

  I'm staring at you. "

  Darkhan actually has anger in his heart.

  The fact that he bowed his head to Queen Azshara did not mean that he could endure the cynicism of the queen's captain of the bodyguard, but that he was relatively deep and could control his emotions.

   However, after Black revealed his "identity", the elven archmage, who was extremely obsessed with power, was shocked.

   Perhaps it was because Black's commander-in-chief pirate raid on Quel'Thalas was so conspicuous that he ignored the pirate's other, more terrifying identity.

   After hearing Black's warning, Darkan let out a long sigh of relief. Instead of being angry, he bent down to the pirate seriously and said in a low voice:

"Then, thank you for your prophecy, Black Prophet, I will pay attention to my actions. I have heard that you like wealth, and when I return to Dysom and settle down, I will give you my many years of treasures as a reward for prophecy. .

   In addition, I hope to build a port on the coast of Dysom for the elven pirates under your command to dock. Even free pirates need supplies when they wander on the endless sea, right? "

   "Well, smart people with winks and understanding of needs, I like them."

  Blake was satisfied, he snorted and said:

   "Go talk to Anaris about this. This is the internal affairs of the elf faction, and I will not interfere. Leave, I will summon very bad and bad demons to come to the end of this 'Queidao Incident'.

Tsk tsk, our dear demons are indeed 'professional culprits', and there is no sense of disobedience to ending any bad things with their appearance. All bad things can be thrown on them, even if they send personnel to explain the situation, No one would believe it, let alone the demons would never justify their actions.

   Well, this is probably the charm of the villain.

  I really like them so much. "

Under Blake's urging, Darkan retrieved the deep-sea scepter hovering above the Sunwell, interrupting the transmission of the Sunwell's magic power to Her Majesty, which had already begun to be infiltrated by fel energy, and relying on this scepter, which had already been stored The scepter full of pure magic power opened a portal, and disappeared with his female assistant in the place where disaster was about to break out.

  After they left, Blake stretched his shoulders and began to inject his magic power into the summoning ceremony in front of him, while the Sun Holy Spirit Anveena had been suspended behind Blake.

   She watched the beautiful and majestic tide of magic power in front of her with a regretful, painful, awkward and complicated expression being polluted by the fel energy escaping from the fel energy portals that were opened bit by bit.

   This feeling is like being demolished.

   Not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

   "I feel like you are going to cry, my dear Anveena, why bother? Think about the good things."

  Blake used his magic power to activate this huge summoning ceremony, while pretending to say to the sad Sun Holy Spirit:

   "You didn't die, and you didn't sacrifice yourself for this **** world. Although you'll lose the home you've lived in for thousands of years, you'll get a more gorgeous and beautiful home.

   There will be a lot of children playing with you, and I can introduce you to my daughter and my sister, both of them will definitely like you very much.

You will have full-time servants to serve you every day, there will be brave lich and countless strange-looking structures to guard your safety, and the price you need to pay for all this is just to help us take care of one tree Tree.

   That tree will also bring real salvation to your favorite Quel'dorei children.

  You seem to have destroyed the hope and future of the elves together with me, but we all know that this "way of hope" will only lead them into the abyss.

   You are saving them.

   Just like a benevolent mother who sees her ineffective sons will pull out her belt and slap them hard, the necessary lessons will not destroy your image of a 'kind mother'. "

   "I know this is necessary."

   Anveena pouted angrily and said:

   "But can't I be sad yet? You are such a bad person, I don't understand why Sister Elune chose you as her messenger."

   "It's easy."

  The pirate snorted and poured the last bit of magic into the summoning ceremony, making the fel light curtain as huge as a palace completely revolve in front of him.

  At the same time he outlined a strange star, he opened a portal to the demon world.

  Black took a step back in satisfaction.

   He rubbed his chin and admired his works, and when he heard the excited roars of the demons and the galloping footsteps from far to near, he gradually disappeared into the shadows.

   Before completely disappearing under the light, he said softly:

   "Because there are many things that Ms. Elune's other two gods can't do, such as the destruction and **** that are extremely sinful in the eyes of any civilization.

  How could the heroes standing in the light do such terrible things?

  Only someone like me who is not afraid of getting my hands dirty can complete these disasters in the dark for Ms. Elune without any psychological burden. Do you know the funniest part of this? "

"Um?"

  Anveena disappeared into the shadows with Blake, and she let out a skeptical nasal sound, as if expecting an answer from the pirates.

   Black chuckled twice and said:

   "The funniest thing is that once the great Luna experienced the perfect 'service experience' that a **** like me gave her, he couldn't leave me.

  The good guys can only do it alone, and the bad guys often need to be proficient in everything.

   I don't know if Lady Elune likes me, but there is no doubt that she needs me, that's all. Without the darkness of pain, the light of happiness would be meaningless. "

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   On the other side, in the ruins of the Sunwell palace complex, which had been razed by half, Queen Azshara, who was tyrannizing the heroes of the entire alliance by herself, suddenly felt the change in the nature of the Sunwell's magic.

  A top spellcaster like her can often see the truth from the details. After feeling a faint scorching breath from the magic power transmitted to her body, the queen immediately realized that something was wrong at the Sunwell.

   Fel energy is polluting the magic of the Sunwell!

  Although the queen also dabbled in the power of fel energy 10,000 years ago, as a spellcaster who has not been contaminated by fel energy, she obviously does not intend to continue to use the magic power filled with fel energy at this time.

   This will add more bad "decoration" to her already "bad" look.

   Her Majesty the Queen, who has already been "corrected" by N'Zoth's bad doctor, doesn't intend to let herself grow a pair of funny devil horns.

   So she grabbed a huge amount of magic power in one go, and released a huge range of arcane confinement in one breath under the stunned gaze of the bruised-nose heroes who were beaten in front of her.

   The incomparably docile magic power in Azshara's hands became violent and ruthless as soon as it was shot. The cold and arrogant queen poured terrifying magic power into the ground, and burst out in all directions in the form of spikes.

  Except for Windrunner's mother, who was full of mobility, at the last moment, she used the power bestowed by the Lich King to incarnate as a dead banshee and flew into the sky to escape the confinement. The other players were almost all hits.

The swollen arcane power turned into a round mana imprison to lift these guys into the air one by one, and forcibly "forbid demons" with their superb spellcasting skills, making them unable to resist, just like the Lich King. Amazing group strangulation tactics.

   Of course, this group of warriors who besieged Azshara for nearly ten minutes also had very **** ruthless men.

   For example, the members of the Great Wizarding Society, although they were also hit by the Arcane Imprisonment, but these guys are all talents, and they quickly smashed the Queen’s Imprisonment with their own bottom-pressing skills.

   Another example is His Excellency Maraad, the garrison general of the Draenei, relying on the immovable seal of the unshakable world ring, forcibly exempted from the queen's attack.

   This tall and silent vigilante was also the only attacker in the room who didn't do any damage.

   Abandoning all attacks and focusing on defense and protection, the Seal of Immovability is really too buggy. Even Queen Azshara would have to work hard to break through this layer of defense.

  Lightcasting Knights called the Holy Light to condense the Holy Shield and also broke the confinement, but that's it.

  After most of the combat power was imprisoned and lost resistance, Queen Rao immediately disconnected herself from the magic power of the polluted Sun Well and returned to the "normal form". There is no suspense in this battle.

   "My subjects, your performance is quite good, and I am very satisfied with today's competition."

Queen Azshara turned back from her fighting stance back to her usual graceful and luxurious king's stance in a second. She returned to her luxurious crystal shell king chariot, and she was lazy in a "warmed up" attitude. She raised her hand and said to the people who were staring at her:

"You have proved to me that your martial virtues are abundant. Unfortunately, your understanding of strength is obviously still lacking. You are united, but you are still easily defeated by me. This may teach you a little lesson. .

  My darlings, I just learned a few wisecracks from my loyal and humorous Captain of the Guard, and maybe I should give you here to end this ceremony.

  I cruelly let you truly realize your place in the world's food chain.

  Welcome to the bottom of the food chain, beware of predators that can devour you in one bite.

Ha ha ha ha"

  The queen laughed, her tentacles like snakes swayed on her forehead, and then looked at the sun well behind her with dim light, she said:

   "Look, that green light, I saw such a light 10,000 years ago, it was a painful memory.

   At that time, I was too arrogant, and the emperor who had never experienced setbacks thought that everything was in control, but it turned out that I may be the most powerful life in this world.

   But I still can't manipulate the big picture.

  I think that my prophet in black has predicted this catastrophe to you in ten thousand years, but you don't seem to care about it. You seem to think that the elf empire has been defeated, and the enemy from the stars is nothing more than that.

  Tsk tsk, just as arrogant as I was back then, however, I still had the strength to resist.

   But do you have it now? "

   Azshara shook his head.

   She seemed to have no intention of interfering in the next incident. Under her call, dozens of armed and imposing Naga War Mistresses came from all over the place and respectfully raised the king's chariot for the queen.

   As she was about to leave this barren land, the Queen looked back at the guys behind her one last time and said:

   "The Burning Legion is about to return, and I'm about to speak to their leader about a promise I didn't get from them ten thousand years ago.

  To this day, I still long to meet Lord Sargeras and seek justice from him for being deceived.

  My weak subjects, I hereby declare the return of the Elven Empire today, and if you feel that you cannot stand against the Destroyer of the stars, then all you have to do is give me your allegiance.

  As a king, it is my duty to protect those who are weak and unable to protect themselves.

   This is your Queen's last mercy to you.

   And, my dear Elisande, where are you going? I can forgive others because they are ignorant, they don't know the cost of disobeying me, but you are different.

  You know what you do will make me unhappy, but you still do it.

   Such arrogant rebellion needs to be punished in response”

   The Queen's words haven't been finished yet, and Elisande, who has been completely lost in confidence by the Queen's abuse in the previous super outbreak, can't care more at this time.

   She forcibly launched the most powerful teleportation of the Scepter of Sargeras, trying to send herself from this mortal place.

   She succeeded.

The space replacement of the    scepter sent her out of the battlefield in front of the queen in the next second, and she let out a sigh of relief when she entered the familiar space rift.

   Ah, it was difficult to survive today too.

   In the next moment, the great magus planned to step out of the rift and return to his loyal Suramar, but when the space rift disappeared, it was not the familiar and magnificent city landscape of Suraman that caught his eye.

   What appeared in front of her was the ocean. She was on an unfamiliar beachhead, and without looking back, she could feel the pollution outbreak of the Sun Well behind her.

   Damn!

   I couldn't escape

   "Poof"

   Pain and blood erupted quietly in the next instant.

  The Great Magister looked down at the serrated edge of a bloody, golden, gorgeous and vulgar pirate machete that "grew" out of his chest.

   This blow carried the revenge execution from Malus the Blood Drinker and the pinnacle of assassination skills of an Uncrowned Master. It came so quickly and ruthlessly that the Grand Magus had no time to react.

   "Hey, I reminded you before that this staff was manipulated by me."

  Black put his hand on the shoulder of the Great Magister, and he leaned over behind the trembling Elisande and said:

   "You wouldn't really take it as a deaf ear, would you?"

   "Tsk tsk, sure enough, being weak is not an obstacle to survival, but your unreasonable arrogance, my madam, I remind you again.

   I am a very careful person. "

   (end of this chapter)