Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1546 179. Dog Red is really tired, watch me go back and whip him!

   "The power of the void is not as omnipotent as you think. Although it has the first-class corrosion and infection properties in this group of stars, every parasite requires an intermediary carrier.

   Just like you won't get sick easily if you don't touch dirty things, the Void can't plant a seed of depravity into you with just one look.

   Especially for a creature as powerful as Malygos.

   Even if it is the corruption of the ancient gods, under the protection of the power of the Titans, it is very difficult to lure it into corruption. "

  In the crystal cave where the Spellweaver was, Black watched Xal'atath shatter the corrupt thoughts drawn from Malygos' soul and will, and he said to Ysera and Senegos with a smoke ring:

   "Even though Lord Malygos has terrible pain and torture as a flaw that can be exploited, it still requires long-term exposure to infected things before it can be corrupted to this point in a short period of time.

  The fall of Deathwing was because its underground lair was too close to the seal of the ancient gods, and the Void infection of Lord Malygos was because there was a 'living bomb' beside it.

  You guys understand what I mean? "

   Ysera and Senegos nodded, knowing that Black was referring to Alegos.

   But Ysera still had doubts, she frowned and said:

   "I have personally examined Aregos and Karen, and my daughter Melinthera, after they were rescued by you from the temple of the bugmen, both in reality and in dreams.

   Although they had been imprisoned by C'Thun for a long time and showed signs of mental corruption, they were not infected by the void, I can be sure of this!

When did   Aregos fall into the arms of the void again?

  If it’s all like that, then aren’t my daughters and Karen too.”

   "No, no."

Black and Xalatas almost unanimously rejected Ysera's terrifying guess. The ancient venerable leaned against Black's arms in the form of a little bird. She played with the little master's long golden hair and stretched it out. The voice said:

   "C'Thun's dark powers only showed another way to the three-headed dragons, but they resisted the corruption of the Dark God by their own will.

   However, after getting out of the predicament, some people choose to forget the past and embrace the future, while others are immersed in pain and unable to extricate themselves.

   Your daughter is the former, and Aregos is the latter.

   Perhaps this is because of the ancestral "neurotic" tradition of the blue dragons, or because the blue dragons are too emotional. In short, I guess Aregos has never come out of the shadow of being captured by the void.

  It even began to actively study the power that had imprisoned it after getting out of trouble, perhaps because of its desire for power, or because it wanted to use knowledge to overcome fear.

   But there is no doubt that it has chosen an area that it simply has no control over.

  I think the weavers should be well aware of this point. You can see from the decadent look of it that it has put itself into a terrible situation. "

   Xal'atath's words made Ysera look at the depressed Malygos.

  The Weaver lay on the ground, eyes closed, it seemed to sense Ysera's gaze, and after a long silence, it whispered:

   "Yes, Aregius asked me for help, my son told me that he could not forget the days and nights he was imprisoned in the dark, and he wanted me to help him overcome that shadow.

   So, I gave it the authority to learn the power of the void in the magic hub. My son became more cheerful day by day. I was very happy. I felt that I had saved my relatives.

   But I didn't expect that, that was just the beginning of a nightmare. "

   "Although C'Thun is dead, I can't confirm whether the fragments of the will of the ancient **** still remain, but I guess Aregos may have secretly returned to the Silithus desert.

   Lucky or unlucky, it found something there it shouldn't have found. "

  Black hugged Xalatas and whispered:

   "My dark lover told me that in the spirit of Lord Malygos, there is not only the seduction of N'Zoth, but also the voice of Yogg-Saron and the vision of C'Thun.

   In other words, this is the collaborative effort of the three ancient gods, just like 10,000 years ago.

   They were really trying to make a second Deathwing, and they almost succeeded if you hadn't found me in time

  Let's take a bold guess. I even think that Aregos may have been taught by a 'teacher' in the process of falling into the void.

   After all, even with the blue dragon's talent in magic, I don't think this time is enough for Aregos to master this void magic that can tempt the Dragon King. "

  Black let out an odd laugh, and said meaningfully:

   "Who else in this world is very proficient in the weaknesses of dragons and has a deep understanding of the power of the void?"

   "Deathwing?"

  Ysera said the name in horror, Blake shrugged and said:

   "It is possible, in fact, before I came, I had some dark materials about Aregos, for example, I knew that Nefarian, the prince of the black dragon, had been secretly making terrible things for his father.

   And Aregius helped it solve many research problems as a consultant.

   But I did not choose to share this information with you, on the one hand, because I have no real evidence, on the other hand, I think you have to see the facts with your own eyes, and then you will believe that I am not framing you.

   After all, my close relationship with Little Star would be mistaken by many to think that I was framing Aregos to help Little Star gain the throne of the Blue Dragon King.

  嘁.

   If a conspirator of my level really wants to help my blue dragon friend get the title of Spell Weaver, why do I need to use such low-level means? "

   After saying that, the stinky pirate laughed, picked up his snake beauty, and let the latter's tail wrap around him.

   He turned back to the depressed and weary Weaver and said:

   "Eat one's sword and one's wisdom, Lord Malygos, the facts have proved who is more trustworthy, and perhaps the inheritance of the King of Magic should also be put on the agenda.

   I am not urging you.

   But I think, in your current state, it is really not suitable to shoulder such a heavy mission, and I think you may need a long conversation.

   So, you continue to chat, I will go first. "

  The pirate waved his hand and left the cave with Xalatas in his arms. In the dark essence of ambiguous laughter, he turned back and said to the two dragon kings:

   "The next attack on Ulduar will be taken over by the Heroic Spirit Legion. If you are willing to help, you must obey the command. If you do not intend to intervene, then quickly evacuate.

  Odin was not kind to you, you should understand that.

   And if the Lord of War sees Lord Malygos so embarrassed, he will surely ridicule the dragons as a group of weak and unreliable fellows.

  Trust me, he could have said that, and he would have been more than happy to do so. "

   The moment Black left the cave, the weaver said to him in a tired voice:

   "Thank you, pirate, I have one last request, I hope you can help me with Aregos

  I don't want to see it again, and I've lost all hope of it after it desecrated its mother's mausoleum with its own hands in order to break my heart.

   Give it a decent bar.

  The future you wish Blue Dragon to choose, I will arrange it as soon as possible. "

"receive!"

  The pirate said without looking back:

   "The Uncrowned will serve you wholeheartedly, my dear Weaver, rest, because of your wise choice, your tribe will prosper in the future. I have predicted that scene."

   In the next instant, the figures of Black and Xal'atas disappeared in the Snow Stream Plain, leaving only a heartbroken old blue dragon and its compatriots.

   However, when the pirates left this plain, they accidentally saw something "good health".

  In a cedar forest on the edge of the Snow Stream Plain, the Red Dragon Queen and her favorite consort are engaged in some blushing business.

   The two human-shaped dragons immersed in desire did not realize that they actually had two "bystanders".

   "I said, why on earth are you being so vicious to Alexstrasza?"

  The pirate hid in the shadows, looked at the wonderful "landscape" in front of him, and said to the ancient Venerable who was breathing quickly:

   "She didn't provoke you, did she?"

   "I just hate her arrogance, no one can talk like that in front of me except you!"

  Xalatas' tail was wrapped around Blake's neck, and she said breathlessly in the pirate's ear:

   "And there is indeed a terrible shadow in the heart of this female dragon. If you don't use it, you will be sorry for my status as an ancient Venerable. I am a badass.

  Do bad guys need a reason to do bad things?

   Let's find a place too. After the Ulduar thing is over, I'm leaving too. I don't want to leave Azeroth with emptiness and nostalgia. "

   "It's not a goodbye."

  Blake touched his waist and sighed:

   "You can come anytime you want. Okay, I won't say it."

The stinky pirate took out the scepter of Sargeras and sent himself and the ancient Venerable away from this snowy land in space teleportation, but before leaving, he deliberately made some noises to let the happy Red Dragon Queen and her Favorite spouses are also taken aback.

   After realizing that someone seemed to be peeking, the two-headed dragon ended up hastily like a thief, put on his clothes, and went back to the giant dragon camp.

  Well, this kind of behavior is really hateful.

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   Several hours later, Black returned to Frostfort.

   He first went to Odin to report the results of this trip, saying that the Dragon Legion would no longer hinder the advance of the Heroic Spirits, and would help the Heroic Spirit Legion to capture the outer city walls of Odur.

   This result makes the King of War very satisfied.

And as the attack time approached, the sky fortress Valagar has also reached the sky above the storm cliffs. The appearance of this golden fortress has dispelled some of the perennial cloudy clouds in this group of mountains, making it rare under the sun. weather.

  At the same time as the Heroic Spirits gathered, the dwarves who were to appear as servants were also making urgent preparations.

  The King's Guard of the Bronzebeards, the elite Griffin Knights of the Wildhammers, and the Crazy Sappers of the Dark Irons were placed in different areas of Frosthold with their drilling rigs.

  This city of dwarves shaped in the interlayer of glaciers will be very lively, and the enthusiasm of the flesh and blood brethren will also infect those strange frost dwarves shaped by ice and rock.

   They also began to gather their own giant eagle cavalry, intending to take this rare opportunity to return to the origin of all dwarves with their ancient compatriots and the heroic spirits.

   Of course, although the Three Hammers jointly fought this war for a short time, it did not mean that the blood feud between the three clans was healed.

There are Bronzebeards and Dark Irons fighting each other in Frostcastle because of some trivial matters. Often, Bronzebeard and Wildhammer beat Black Iron together, but the cunning Black Irons will also hide in the dark alleys outside the tavern to ambush the drunkards. Bronzebeard and Wildhammer.

   Overall, it's all about the "playful" gesture that Blake enjoys so much.

   However, just when Black was going to relax in the frost dwarf's tavern, an "old friend" found him at this time.

   Escorted by two Dark Iron Royal Ambassadors, Black came to a house on the edge of Frost Castle, where he saw the Dark Iron Queen dressed in a cloak, that is, the Bronzebeard Princess Moira.

   "Why did you come here?"

  Blake said in surprise:

   "You're gone, isn't there no one to preside over Darkforge City? Aren't you afraid that Reid will take this opportunity to attack your city with the orthodox tribe?"

   "If that brilliant mind of Reid could think of such a brilliant plan, he wouldn't be swayed by you, Lord Black."

   Facing the pirate's question, Princess Moira responded with a confident smile.

Compared with the last time we met, the dwarf princess' face was a little less melancholy, and more calm. The self-doubt that had arisen because of her father's doubts had completely disappeared, replaced by a steady and majestic look. .

It seems that the rumors that Moira secretly oversaw Emperor Thaurissan and became the actual controller of Darkforge City are not groundless. Her Royal Highness really used love as a shackle, and turned the Dark Iron Emperor, who was deeply in love with her, into his own. The minister under the skirt.

  From another point of view, old Magni's doubts about his daughter have been proven wrong.

   Judging by the political skills Moira is showing now, if she stays in Ironforge to inherit her father's throne, she will surely become a very good ruler.

   "I should thank you for your advice back then, Your Majesty the Prophet, it was your seemingly deviant proposal that allowed me to find my true self and allow me to pursue the life I want with my own hands.

  You changed my life.

   I and my kids should thank you. "

  The Dark Iron Queen thanked Black with a very respectful gesture, but considering that the person in front of her was already a pregnant woman, the pirate reached out to stop her salute.

  Although for female dwarves, they can still easily smash the heads of beasts with a war hammer when they are pregnant. The exaggerated physical fitness of these muscle piers is really not covered.

   They are true sons of the earth, and are basically less likely to get sick.

   "Stop talking about these scenes, Your Majesty Moira, tell me, what are you doing here all the way?"

  Black glanced at Moira, shook his head, took off his pipe and extinguished the tobacco, he asked seriously. Moira inherited the resolute and resolute blood of the Bronzebeard Royal Family. She didn't make any more politeness, but raised her head and said seriously:

  "I came here specially to find you, Lord Black, about the black dragon of Blackrock Spire

  The wisdom of Warchief Reid is obviously not enough to deal with the conspiracy of the black dragons, because the orthodox tribes have been drawing out their strength to support the world of Draenor recently, causing them to ignore the monitoring and suppression of the black dragons.

   Some of my people have taken refuge with Nefarian secretly and performed some very strange missions for the cunning black dragon.

   They are gathering some material around, which worries me.

  Perhaps, it is time to solve the problem of the black dragon. "

   A ruthless and decisive light appeared in the black iron queen's eyes, she said:

   "I can't allow a bomb that doesn't know when it will detonate above my country, I have ordered the craftsmen in Darkforge to secretly build ballistas that can injure black dragons.

  We can take care of those tough dragons, but the black dragons.”

   "No problem, leave them to me."

   Black snapped his fingers and said:

   "By the way, help me send a letter back to Red, and let that **** have a refresher on the situation in Blackrock Mountain! Also, I remember that a group of Fire Lord's servants were imprisoned in the prison in Darkforge?"

   "Yes, those guys are the source of the unrest in the Dark Iron clan."

  Moira said with a look of disdain:

   "I've convinced my husband to return to faith in Khaz'gross, the **** of blacksmithing, and those **** shamans will be executed by me soon!

   When my husband returns to Darkforge, I will give him a clean kingdom back.

  My child will also be born in a clean kingdom. "

   "It's waste utilization anyway"

   Black blinked and said:

   "Let them go. If they have nowhere to go, introduce them to the undead pirates. I lost a group of trash subordinates before, and now I'm short of cannon fodder."

   (end of this chapter)