Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1572 205. Hello everyone! I'm Blake Shaw, the Devil of a Thousand Tongues, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me

   Salatas said he wanted to stay in shape.

   She didn't seem to be joking, and Black thought that the ancient sage who had experienced a hard battle was going to eat Yogg Saron whole to vent his hatred.

   But I didn't expect Xalatas to be very restrained.

   She stopped after eating just over a quarter of her life, and in the darkness, she disappeared and returned to her first form as Snake Beauty.

  It is certain that Xalatas is definitely not because he wants to stay in shape, so he only eats so much. Maybe this is some kind of "ritual"?

   However, the damage to the real body will be projected in this first form, so the snake beauty who reappears is very miserable.

The left eye is blind, the right hand is broken, the snake scales and skin on the body are covered with terrible scars, and the hair is also messy, just like the tragic loss in the battle with Maiev and Sefir's women to grab men .

   Not to mention how embarrassed it was.

   But her mental state was very good. She probably knew that her current posture was difficult to see, so she stopped five steps away from Blake and reached out to prohibit Blake from getting close to her, who was covered in blood.

   She blew a kiss to the smelly pirate in the air, and said in a weary tone:

   "I will go back to rest first, I may have to rest for a while, but when I recover my spirit, I will take the initiative to come to you, little master, just as I swore, I will dedicate my everything to you.

  After the last resentment in my heart dissipates, I can finally become yours alone.

  I urgently need a rest, I need to sleep, take a shower, put on makeup, look at me now, how embarrassed I am, I don't want to see you in this attitude. Uh"

Before    Xalatas could finish his words, he was greeted with a kiss from the pirates.

   In this miserable battle hell, in the crunching sound of Drake devouring the remaining power of Yogg-Saron, Blake deeply kissed his dark lover.

   After a few minutes, he pointed to his eyes and said:

   "I'm wearing a blindfold, my Salatas, I can't see how embarrassed you are now, in my heart you are still that seductive and perfect lover.

  You can rest in my tough and generous arms, no one will laugh at your embarrassment.

   No one dares to do that! "

   "I really want to."

  Xalatas seemed really moved.

   She sniffed, kissed Blake on the cheek, and whispered:

   "But I must leave now, Yogg Saron is a servant of the Fallen Void, I will be noticed by the Lords if I devour its flesh and blood, I must purify those marks, otherwise it will cause you trouble.

  Be patient, little master.

  When I come back, I will never leave you again, it won't be too long. "

   Finished speaking, Snake Beauty retreated with difficulty, and Blake swung Sargeras' scepter to send her directly back to the Gorgrond wilderness in Draenor.

   There is a swarm of insects to protect her, and it is the safest place to rest.

  After sending Xalatas away, Blake shrugged, stretched out his hand and took off the blindfold that he didn't actually use. He breathed a smoke ring with his hips on his back in the dark, and looked back at Yogg Saron.

   The vitality of the Demon of Thousand Throat is really tenacious. It was eaten by more than a quarter of the force, and was parasitized into the core of the void by Drake, and he still kept his last breath.

   But that's the fish on the cutting board.

  It has fallen into desperation and has no possibility of any resistance.

   Even if Black was willing to let it go, Drake could no longer stop the parasitic devouring until the last moment.

   This is the "program" that was set when it "appeared". When there is a chance to kill the ancient gods, these filthy things must be destroyed. It can be said that this is Drake's instinct.

  The pirate crouched under the huge mountain of flesh and blood that twitched in front of him. It was really terrifying to observe this ancient **** up close. This size alone is enough to make 99.9% of the life lose all resistance to fight.

   "Look at what she eats with relish."

Blake disgustedly reached out and picked up a piece of flesh and blood covered in black blood, put it under his nostrils and sniffed, the smell full of void pollution shot straight into his nostrils, causing the pirate to retching on the spot, and threw the flesh and blood on the spot. aside.

   "Forget it, some things grow like this to warn those who want to eat them. I'd better not try it casually, lest some outrageous 'pica' rumors spread out."

  The pirates were so easy to persuade themselves.

   He stood up and stared at the ancient **** who couldn't see where his eyes were. He said:

   "It's all yours, did you hear that? Drake, I'll be very disappointed in you if your strength doesn't improve after you eat it up!

  The next time you go to Argus, you will have to rely on you to play. If you pull your hips, I will throw you into the fel volcano of Krokuun. I will do what I say! "

   "quack"

  The strange insect chirping came from Yogg Saron's body, representing the response of Drake, who now has wisdom.

   Speaking of the relationship between this wicked parasite and Blake, it is also very strange. In theory, when Blake asked Drake to return to his body at the job transfer ceremony before, it means that Derek has "parasitic" him.

   But because this mass of anima is activated by Black through a temporary self-splitting, Drake is theoretically Black's "embodiment of power".

  The two guys belonged to each other, which led to the strange relationship now, but it is certain that pirates are dominant in such "symbiosis", and the master-servant relationship on the character card also proves this.

  Like pirates, this wave was a successful BUG with the help of the eldest sister in the list.

   "Heart energy, where is Yogg Saron's heart energy?"

The pirate circled around the dying body of the Demon of Thousand Maw, his anima that would "explode" when he was waiting for Yogg Saron to die, and soon, with a low whimper, the Demon of Thousand Maw was cursed life has finally come to an end.

   At this last moment, the will originating from the Fallen Void is still exuding extreme malice:

   "You'll die at the hands of that female! You can't control her, just as you can't control a wild dog driven by desire and hunger and she will kill you like me.

  You are delicious in her eyes too!

  You will also be the food in her mouth! "

   The low and weak Void impact rippled in Black's spiritual world. The pirate took out his ears and replied disdainfully:

   "I am willing to be the food of my little sweetheart, if one day I am trapped in a desperate situation with her, I will ask her to eat me to reduce my pain and let her live.

  This is pure love, you ugly **** obviously doesn't understand this.

   And you can't control it either!

   This is our personal interest, and it has nothing to do with you, you ugly. Besides, I am also the real Old God, my dear Yogg-Saron. "

  Blake bent down and exhaled a puff of smoke from the burning pipe. He stretched out his hand and stroked the black blood gushing flesh and blood in front of him, and said to Yogg Saron, who was about to die:

   "Really, I don't know who my Xalatas and I eat, but what is certain is that I have no interest in your filthy flesh.

   After you die, I will make good use of the anima you left behind.

  Your death will make me stronger.

   And the news of your death will no doubt shock N'Zoth, that stupid conspirator will really see that I have the power to kill you easily without relying on the Forge of Origination.

  The fear of death will force it to fall into another trap, but don't be afraid, I promise, it will never die easier than you, huh, that's a woman's resentment.

   As we all know, they are the scariest when they are angry. "

   "Your soul will fall into the void"

   Yogg-Saron tried to throw a curse out with the last of his strength, but soon it realized that there was a monster standing in front of it that could save its mind-shattering.

   Its curse will not work on another Old God.

   This is so desperate for the Old Gods.

  So, at the last moment, Yogg Saron could only curse like a weakling:

   "In that empty sea of ​​truth, you will drift like a rootless duckweed, and finally be swallowed up by the real shadow in the lightless sea, and you will suffer forever and never be liberated!"

   "Sorry, but my soul has been booked at a high price for a long time. I always feel that I sold it cheap, but it doesn't matter, I can negotiate the price later."

  Black was really not interested in the whining of the defeated dog. He stood up straight and watched the Demon of Thousand Throat swallow his last breath in despair.

   Yogg Saron's filthy remnant shattered and exploded like those Void beings infected by blood plague, but this time it didn't turn into liquid, but turned into red stardust flying all over the sky.

   makes this filthy and gloomy Whispering Temple seem so fantastic and peaceful at this moment.

  Eat's big-armed, round-waisted Drake moved his worm body with difficulty. It seemed to be a little "eaten up", so he nodded and bowed to Black as if to please Blake, and the liquid that changed back to blood red fell into the pirate's hand.

   When Drake came back this time, the parasite of God's Sin was very "sensible" and gave Black half of the power of the void that he had drawn from Yogg Saron.

   It's not that it is very willing to do this, mainly because its life form at this time really can't bear so much power.

   And as the majestic Void Divine Power was absorbed by the pirates, the level number behind the "God of the Ancients" profession on the character card in front of him jumped.

   changed from 1 to 2.

   At this moment, it seemed that a blast of thunder exploded in the soul of the pirates, and the mysteries of the power belonging to the ancient gods rushed over, making the pirates feel their heads rise.

   After a while, he beat his forehead, closed his eyes and said:

   "Well, is the power of the demigod profession with only level 3 at full level divided like this? This is really amazing, I thought that after I was strong enough, I would not passively learn skills again.

   It seems that I am still too young.

   You are right, my dear Lord of War. "

  The pirate turned his head and looked at Odin, the king of war who led a group of guardians and heroic spirits into this filthy land with solemn steps.

   As Odin, who witnessed the entire Void Civil War, he watched all the dances of darkness and evil as a bystander.

But others can be locked out of the temple, they just know that the king of war has thrown a "decisive weapon" into the cage of the ancient gods, and they can also hear the terrifying sound from the cage, but they don't know where what really happened.

   As to the power of the mysterious "decisive weapon" of the King of War, everyone has no idea.

   But now, when they saw with their own eyes the crimson stardust surrounding Blake and the bones of the ancient gods left in the center of the Shrine of Whispers, everyone felt an indescribable excitement in their hearts.

   Yogg Saron is dead!

   The Old God who polluted the Creation Land was killed.

  The sacred place is pure again. This scene makes the weather-beaten Titan guardians excited to hug and cry, but unfortunately they have no tear glands, so they can only show cheers and excitement.

   As for mortals.

Old Daelin, who was carrying the Shield of Aggramar, stood behind the crowd with a navy corncob pipe in his mouth. The former son of the ancient god's remains.

   He knew that although his son was perverse and bad, he still liked to be a pirate and loot around, commit crimes and do bad things in secret.

  Listen to Katherine privately, this kid has very bad XP.

   But he's still a good guy.

   is worthy of being the best guy in the next generation of the Proudmoore family. He has achieved the minimum limit that a mortal can do today. Old Daelin believes that this is the limit.

   Can't everyone challenge the Titans like Brocks?

   "What a nasty guy."

  Beside Daelin, Muradin, leaning on the ruler's warhammer, blew his beard and said:

   "He stole all the fun, and I'm going to use Yogg Saron to test the power of the artifact."

   "Just be patient."

   Dai Lin persuaded an old friend and said:

   "When you go to Argus, some demons will kill you, so don't be weak."

   "Congratulations, the nemesis of death, the slayer of the ancient gods."

  The King of War and his brother Raiden looked at each other. He strode forward with a spear, pretending that he didn't see those dark secrets, and said to Black majestic:

   "You helped the Titans and the Guardians reclaim the Land of Creation. You have proved the importance of your existence to this world. From now on, you will be a guest of Ulduar and all Titan facilities."

   "Thank you for your attention, but I've been your guest for a long time."

Blake snorted and waved the blood drinker ring on his finger towards Odin. He lowered his body and took out a skull-like thing from the remains of Yogg Saron, and threw it up and down in his hand. Tossed, and picked up a magic pocket stained with black blood at hand, which was the "peculiar trophy" he found in Yogg Saron's belly.

   He blew the smoke ring and said to Odin:

   "Let's clean up this place, let the light of the Titans shine on this place again, and those remains will be sent to the Creation Furnace to be smashed, and even the ashes will be permanently guarded by the Titan guardians.

  I think you know better than I how much trouble these things can cause when they fall into the wrong hands. "

"Um."

   Odin nodded.

  Black was about to leave, but before he left, he suddenly thought of something and turned around and said to Odin:

   "I know that I have many titles. This time, the craftsmen who carved the stone statues for me in Valhalla were very troubled. They didn't know which title to use for me.

   No need to be so troublesome in the future.

  I finally decided on my new nickname. From now on, you will call me "The Devil of a Thousand Tongues" Blake Shaw. Don't laugh, I'm serious, this is an "officially certified" title. "

  The pirate sighed, pointed to the sky, and said:

   "At least Lady Elune likes to call me that, anyway, so be it."

   After finishing speaking, the pirates disappeared into the shadows, and a group of Titan guardians also let out a sigh of relief. Staying with a walking ancient god, it was difficult for them to restrain the idea of ​​using weapons to kill this guy.

   After a few minutes, Odin suddenly remembered something.

   He looked back at Raiden, who was whispering to Our Lady of Purity, and asked:

   "Has Mimiron's 'Doomsday Battle' system turned off?"

   "Ugh, it seems to be off. No! Heck! Only a few minutes left! Quick! Fastest guy goes to Spark of Wisdom! Turn it off!"

   "Don't be afraid, the time is up but it hasn't exploded yet! We are still alive, which means that I turned off the self-destruction system before I left, and you are scared!

   This is titan engineering, and my astonishing instruments never go wrong! "

   On the other side, in the Spark of Wisdom Lab.

  Blake expressionlessly retracted the Salameni war sword wrapped in divine power. He looked at the complex controller with the sparks being cut open by a sword in front of him, and the countdown on the controller stopped at 00:03.

   He was trying to turn this thing off just now.

   But he doesn't know much about Titan engineering. He can't do it at all, and can only use "physical means". Gnomes are indeed neurotic, including their ancestors.

   If you don’t turn off such a dangerous thing and go out and run around, um, the racial trait of cubby will indeed be inherited, and he has saved the world once again.

   Ms. Elune will surely be satisfied, right?

   (end of this chapter)