Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1576 209. Blake's pick for girls

  Two hours later, in the commander's hall of MI7, Mathias Shore, who had already finished get off work and was forced to come back to work overtime by the emergency, sat in his chair, looking at the report he had just written and handed in in front of him.

   This brief report lists details of a dozen or so residents of Stormwind who appear to be demon-disguised, and even spells out what kind of demons they are.

  Although there are still some problems with the grammar, and the direct submission of information is not in line with the rules and regulations of MI7, this important information has a very high gold content.

   The only regret is that the submitter was unable to produce any evidence to support his allegations.

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  Shore took the opportunity to check the information and glanced at Amber Gilnee who was standing at his desk uneasily. When did the work efficiency of this little spy become so high.

   This thing feels weird inside and out.

   "You found these?"

  Shore put down the information in his hand, showed a slightly gentle expression, and said to An Bo who lowered his head:

   "How did you confirm the identities of these demon spies?"

   "Huh huh?"

  An Bo raised her head in surprise and looked at her boss, she said suspiciously:

   "Boss, are you sure they are all demons without sending someone to confirm?"

   "No need to confirm."

  Shore waved his hand and said:

   "There are three names in your list that have been identified as demon pretenders. The reason why we didn't dismantle them is that we hope to rely on their relationship network to catch more and more core demon spies.

   But it seems to help us solve this problem, even if two-thirds of this list of seventeen people is correct, then this time it is a 'big fish'.

  I personally think that if you dare to submit this information directly to me at the risk of breaking the rules and being demoted, it means that you are very confident in the information you have collected.

   I'm curious, how did you identify them?

   Some of these people have been identified by warlocks and demon hunters without showing any clues.

   As far as I know, the last four generations of the Gilnee family are natives living in the Wild West, and your family does not have any peculiar bloodlines to awaken you to some strange abilities. "

  Speaking of this, Shaw blinked his eyes. He played with the signature pen on the table and rotated it on his fingers. This action made Xiao Anbo very afraid.

   With the assassination level of Lord Shaw, this pen can easily kill at least ten people.

   She felt a little chill in her neck, but in the face of Xiao Er's gentle but questioning gaze, Xiao Anbo hesitated. She bit her lip and finally decided to tell the truth.

she says:

   "I fell, passed out, and when I woke up, my eyes were like this."

   The little spy raised his head, stared at Shaw, and activated the "Eye of the Hunt" that he was given 24 hours. Her eyes suddenly became bright, and even her pupils turned blue like the sea.

   And her eyes at this time made Shaw grab the pen that was spinning in his hand.

   He was all too familiar with those sly eyes that were tender as a lover, but shimmered with incomparable obscurity.

   "Okay, I got it."

  Shore nodded, his expression became serious again, he coughed, and four black-clothed spies walked into the office. Shore said to one of the tall and thin elves:

   "You **** Xiao An Bo around the city for a week, and when I give you six hours, arrest everyone who An Bo has identified as demon pretenders!

  Report to His Excellency the Grand Duke and the Church of the Holy Light before the operation begins, I need the Paladins to dispatch with you.

   No matter what the identity of the other party is, as long as Anbo thinks he is a demon, then the arrest will be executed! "

   This somewhat bizarre order made the elf spy look at the bewildered little spy in surprise, but he didn't ask more, just made a "please" action to An Bo.

  The little spy looked back at Xiao Er, who nodded to her and gave her an encouraging look, which greatly increased Anbo's confidence.

   She finally had the feeling of doing something big, so she worked hard to straighten her body and walked out majestically.

   Watching a few high-level spy commanders leave, Shaw rubbed his forehead and sat back on the chair. After a few seconds, he suddenly said:

   "Come out, I see you."

  The office was silent, and no one answered him.

   This put a helpless look on Shaw's face, well, he just cheated to see if that nasty Blake was really hiding beside him.

   He also received a report on the actions of the dwarves in the Northland. He knew that Black should now be on the edge of the distant world. Even if it is rumored that the stinky pirate has obtained the scepter of Sargeras, it is not so easy to travel between the two places in an instant.

   This is the conclusion he came to after consulting the Dalaran Archmage. That kind of demon weapon must be subject to certain restrictions in the Titan Land.

   But if Black is on the edge of the world, then what means does he use to cross most of the world and temporarily give Anbo his hunting vision?

   This is starting to sound like one of those nonsense myths.

  The gods came to bless the mortals, so the mortals became heroes overnight

   "Hey, your performance just now was really funny, I said how could you always feel my disguise every time before, you're just playing tricks of fraud after making trouble for a long time.

  I see that you are very talented in comedy, do you want to consider retiring and be a pirate clown on my ship in the future?

   I will definitely give you a high salary. "

   Just when Shaw was thinking about the problem alone, Blake's voice suddenly sounded beside him, which shocked the master assassin, and in the next instant, a dragon tooth dagger pressed precisely on Blake's neck.

   But at this moment, Shaw also discovered an anomaly.

   He blinked at the illusory pirate floating in the air in front of him, which was obviously just a clone or a mirror image.

   He put away his dagger, looked up and down at Black, the "Master of Hunting" dressed as a hunter, and said:

   "What kind of trick is this? Some kind of magic?"

   "You fought against Gurubashi trolls in Stranglethorn Vale. Haven't you seen those troll clans hold sacrifice rituals?"

  The pirate poses as "I am omnipotent" and asks:

   "Don't you think that I am very similar to the power illusions of those Loa's reflections in the physical world?

   That's right, you guessed it right, my dear Shaw, although it may take some time to become a demigod physically, you already have a demigod brother from an existential level.

  In the rumors of those ignorant villagers, I can already be regarded as a kind of real god, although I have already appeared in all the legends and stories about the sea they heard.

  I don’t think it’s a big deal to ask you to kneel on the spot for me under this circumstance, right? "

   "I have no interest in whether you have become a god."

  Shor was leaning against the desk, he looked up and down the pirate's posture, and said:

   "I'm just curious why you 'lent' your eyes to An Bo, do you want her to experience the world of the strong in advance? Do you really value this talented girl so much?"

   "No no no, don't conspiracy theories about everything."

   Pirate shrugged and said:

"I didn't just look for her, I actually lent my eyes to Amber Gilnee, I lent my archery to Lorna Crowley, I lent my hands for the past two hours. To Liam Greymane, and lent his magical control to Caitlin Ruinwiver.

  You have to understand that I'm just making an attempt on the power of demigods, which will help me master this rather strange and useful ability as soon as possible.

  You know, it's perfect for a prophet to play tricks on.

Oh, right.

   I consulted with my guardian friends just now, and they told me that when the mythical profession advances to the highest level of divine power, I will be able to have the ability to make my own "chosen" or "spirit warrior".

   It’s good that the general demigods can have one or two divine choices, but I am an exception. I think I can form a ten-person divine choice team or something.

  Do you want me to reserve a seat for you in advance? "

  Black's power vision squeezed his eyes and said to Shore:

   "We are all our own people, I will give you this position chosen by God to be cheaper, just give me 10,000 gold coins every day that you are chosen by God.

  Let's end the day.

  You know my super reputation in this area, but I have always been innocent. "

   "I'm the first to hear that things like God's Choice can be bought and sold at will."

  Shore spit out:

   "So what kind of demigod are you serving? The **** of trade? Or the **** of wealth? Well, it seems that the goblins who have always been pecuniary are blessed."

   "Who wants those goblins to be my followers?"

   Black complained:

   "I can't wait to kill every guy who is rich and unkind! I am such a righteous demigod."

   "Then you have to kill yourself first, my Lord Black."

   After hearing Blake say that this was just an attempt at power, Shaw finally felt relieved. He glanced at the time on the wall and said to Blake:

   "I've been off work for two and a half hours, so I'm not going to chat with you here, although you may just be for fun, but I still want to thank you for your help.

  See you later, Blake. "

   After finishing speaking, Shaw picked up his ID card and pressed it on the dwarf punch card machine in the office, then picked up his windbreaker from the hanger to get off work.

The phantom of    pirates floated over again, and said meanly:

   "Any date tonight? My brother, why do you still have jewelry in your pocket? Who is this for?"

   "My lady lover Mary, today is her birthday."

  Shore said in an unnerving tone:

   "Although it's just my 'camouflage prop', I still need to care about it, and I still have to give gifts.

  To be honest, I like her very much, she is very sensible and very responsible, if it is not for me that I don’t like women, I might really have the possibility of marrying her.

   But it's fine now.

   She regarded me as her 'best friend', and her relationship was much better than before. "

   "Ah, what price should I pay to forget what I just heard?"

  Black said with a sullen face:

   "I knew that my curiosity would definitely bring me some trouble, and I shouldn't ask you more. Okay, I'll be leaving now, you and your bestie can enjoy tonight.

   In another hour, a star sage will come to Azeroth. I will be responsible for persuading him not to destroy the world. If my persuasion fails, this may be your last meal.

   So, bless me and bless the world by the way, Shore. "

  Blake reached out and patted Shaw on the shoulder. The projection of his power turned into a black moonlight dissipating in the next instant, and those light spots circled around Shaw.

  The Assassin Master froze in place, he could feel a brand on his soul.

   A brand that belongs to the "Devil of Thousand Tongues", although that brand can't provide him with the super power of "The Chosen One", it is a mark.

   There is no doubt that Black gave a precious Divine Chosen spot to Shaw before he had the power to bless the Divine Chosen.

   This made the Master Assassin, who has always been restrained in his emotions, smile silently.

   He put on his windbreaker, straightened his hair and walked out of the slightly dilapidated command hall of MI7, letting the night wind blow the corners of his clothes, and hurriedly walked into the quiet night of the old city.

  Although I don't know what a "star saint" is, but Black said that he can destroy the world, it should be a very dangerous thing.

   While he and his lover are enjoying the night, are the stinky pirates who should be looting and doing bad things still secretly defending the world?

  The brothers who once ventured into the world together have reached the point that Shaw has to look up to.

   But he didn't lose much.

   He knows that everyone has their own destiny and their own responsibilities, and he will envy what Blake has now, but he will not try to be like Blake.

   He knew that the duties of stability of MI7 and Stormwind Kingdom had already made his shoulders hurt, but the pressure on the pirates was definitely more than ten times as much as his own.

   That kind of life may be wonderful, but not everyone can try or control it.

   With this thought in mind, Shaw came to the most lively Pig and Whistle Tavern in the old town, and found his lover in a long dress at the edge table on the second floor.

  The two embraced and kissed like true lovers.

  Shore presented the jewelry he ordered from the Draenei, which made his best friend almost cry with happiness, and also made the girls around the table cast envious and jealous eyes.

  Shore ordered another glass of wine. This peculiar act surprised his best friend. The beautiful lady who was slightly older than Shore asked softly:

   "You never drink, why make an exception tonight? Did something good happen?"

"certainly."

  Madias raised his glass and said to his lover with a smile on his face:

   "Congratulations for me, my dear Mary, just now I became a chosen one of the gods. In addition, I decided to leave my job tonight and accompany you to the store in the business district to buy some dresses.

  I can 'serve' you tonight if you need it. "

   "My God! Mathias."

  The lady named Mary widened her eyes and said in surprise:

   "Have I been blessed by the Holy Light today? All wishes have almost come true, maybe we can skip the step of buying a dress and go straight home.

   I haven't used the new tub I ordered in Gnomeregan.

  You are very different tonight, you are my ideal lover, but why? "

"No reason."

  Shore shrugged and took a sip of wine.

   He looked back at the lively tavern and listened to the extravagant voices around him, he whispered:

   "If we encounter misfortune, I hope at least you can leave this world in happiness, come, for the defender of the world who walks in darkness.

cheers! "

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   "Ah!"

In   Ulduar, Black walked out of the empty barracks, he sneezed fiercely, thinking that someone must be cursing himself behind his back.

   Those **** villains who are jealous of his talent and looks!

   The stinky pirate scolded and moved his hands. After "lending" his hands, legs and eye perception to different people, he felt as if these parts were a little uncomfortable.

   But it doesn't matter.

   Even without his hands, feet and eyes, he can still fight. Isn't he a star saint! What's there to be afraid of, as long as your tongue is still there!

  I am a majestic and incomparably powerful demon of a thousand tongues!

   I'm afraid of hair.

   "In twenty minutes, Xingsheng will arrive at the observatory."

   In front of Blake, the fully-armed King of War said to him with a serious face:

   "Although Mimiron couldn't make an energy cage due to the destruction of the console, we did our best to channel the titan energy there.

  If there is a battle"

   "Leave it to me, no problem, don't worry."

  The pirate patted his chest with confidence and said:

   "I have unique communication skills, and it's all wrapped up in me."

   (end of this chapter)