Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1700 68. Child Emperor's Mitzvah

   "Prophecy?"

  In a cabin reserved for the Golden Princess and her **** warriors in the lower cabin of the spacecraft, the dark prophet Zul, who was tinkering with some suspicious-looking voodoo herbs, raised his head in surprise.

  The old troll poured the crushed purple herbal juice into the medicine mortar in his hand, picked up the grinding stick, and looked at Black, who was sitting opposite him, boredly playing with those deadly herbs.

  Zul grinned mysteriously, and said in the weird troll voice:

   "How do you know that I had a dream about prophecy last night? There seems to be something very magical on your ship, my pirate friend, and my Royal Highness and I felt it when we boarded the ship.

  In its shroud, entering the prophecy is much easier than at other times.

  I guess, you came here to ask if I made a prophecy about you? "

   "Well, yes, do you want to tell me your prophecy? My dear Zul, I don't want to hide it, old Velen and I both fulfilled our prophecies last night.

   Maybe we can exchange information? "

  Black took a black herb in his hand and squeezed out a little juice in his hand.

The moment    came into contact with his fingers, white smoke blew out, and the skin of his hand was corroded, but the wound began to heal in the next instant.

   He played this dangerous game and looked at Zul in the dark. The old troll did not intend to hide it. While making his own voodoo potion, he stretched his voice and said:

   "There is no need for an exchange, and conversations about the future should be avoided as much as possible between prophets and prophets, because everyone sees the future from a different perspective.

   Not to mention that prophets have different understandings of the future.

  It is very dangerous to be interfered with by other people's thinking. Old Zul made such a mistake when he was young, which almost caused Zandalar to lose a frontier army.

   I would love to tell you all the clips I saw last night.

   But what I want to tell you, Black, is that the world of Argus is not the same as Azeroth. The future of our world is already chaotic, but the future of this world is doomed.

   It is doomed.

   Under this major premise, any prophecy we make in this world will be disturbed, you have to understand that what you see is not necessarily true.

   Maybe it's the will of the mad world or what other forces want you to see."

   Having said this, Zul glanced at Black, he tried to avoid looking directly at the pirates, and he said:

   "So many strange forces are entwined in you right now, and they all come from powerful beings each with their own reasons for interfering with the future you see in order to steer you in their favor.

   So, Blake, you have to be careful. "

   "Didn't I come here to seek advice from the Dark Prophet?"

   Black exhaled the smoke ring and said:

   "Isn't that just what I'm saying cautiously?"

   "Huh huh, but sometimes, the more you know, the more it interferes with your decision."

  Zul touched his fangs, he coughed a few times, and said in a strange tone:

   "I feel like old Velen and I are being used as guns in this dangerous time, it's a terrible feeling. Well, well, I'll tell you what I've seen.

  I see your future, Blake, not you, to be precise, but the people around you. Warden Warden, Lady Maiev Shadowsong"

  The pirate's eyes narrowed.

   He didn't say anything, just motioned for Zul to continue.

   The Dark Prophet recalled last night's prophecy, he frowned and said:

   "I saw a terrible darkness shrouded Ms. Maiev, there was light in the darkness, and the starry sky above her head was also floating, indicating that three forces were 'fighting' her.

   These three powers correspond exactly to the three powers in you, which means that their target is not Maiev, but you.

  You were too careless, Blake.

  You expose your weaknesses to them, which allows them to see the possibility of controlling you.

   I saw in a burning battlefield, weary we were forced to fight a burning giant, I saw a great sacrifice.

   But I also heard your wail of pain.

  You have lost something important, which means one of the three forces has succeeded, but strangely I don't see the symbol of being shackled in you.

   This proves that although Lady Maiev fell into a sinister trap, you were not affected by it.

  I believe that you are deeply in love with Ms. Maiev, so you are not ruthless and can ignore the departure of your beloved. This only proves that you seem to be prepared for all this? "

   "That's what old Velen said too."

  Black pouted and said to Zul:

   "And Velen saw so much more, he believed that I would move on after all this, and he told me that whatever deep choices I made would not affect my experience afterwards.

   This seems to prove that Velen is better than you in the profession of prophets. "

   "Hey, Old Zuul doesn't care what Old Man Velen saw?"

   The Prophet of Darkness curled his lips and said in a vicious voice:

   "The old fellow lived thirty thousand years, and he's eaten more salt than I've eaten, and if he can't see more than me, then Velen is a fool.

   I'm more curious about what you see in the prophecy than Velen, Blake, as the best prophet in Azeroth, can you share with me what you see? "

"OK."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said:

   "I've seen more than you. I've not only seen my pain, I've held the thread of the future. I've seen our victory at Antorus, and I've seen more."

  The pirate changed a mysterious tone and whispered to Zul, who raised his ears:

   "At the end of this war, you will see scenes that you will never forget in your life.

   A titan will be sacrificed to grim death, a titan will fall into a dark and lightless sea, and the shattered world beneath your feet will fall apart in the roar of the true demon.

   The whole of Argus will cease to exist!

   And we shall triumph in such destruction, which, of course, is not even a truce in our war with the demons, who will soon return.

   And the next battle will be fought on the land of Azeroth. "

  Zul was clearly stunned by Black's "prophecy".

  Look at the big scene of this prophecy, the Titan will fall and the world will collapse at every turn, and then look at his own arrogance, and a sense of shame floods into Old Zuul's heart.

   He looked at Blake suspiciously.

   This guy's ability to tell lies with his eyes open is as powerful as his outstanding prophecy skills. Even Old Zuul can't tell whether the pirate is talking nonsense or really telling the future he sees.

But if what Black says is true, it means that the outcome of the Battle of Argus will really be far beyond his imagination. As a prophet and a troll recorder, it is really dead to see such a scene in his life. And no regrets.

   At this moment, Zul, who has always been calm, also raised expectations for a duel.

   or hope of victory.

   Just as Black had done to the others, he infused the Dark Prophet with hope in a few words and made him temporarily forget his fear of demons.

  The pirate didn't stay too long, he and Zul exchanged a few words before getting up and leaving.

   Combining the prophecies of the two prophets and the scene he saw last night, Black can basically make up the truth about the "farewell" that Maiev has been waiting for.

  If there is no accident, your little cutie will fall into the death camp. This means that whether Black wants to or not, he will have to go to the Shadow Realm after this battle is over.

   This is actually good.

   Anyway, things on Denathus the Great really need to have an ending.

   Walking in the dark, Blake took a sip of his pipe. A cloud of sparks flashed on and off in the darkness, illuminating Blake's gloomy face. He bared his teeth and showed a silent evil smile.

  If the Great Emperor thinks that he can control himself to become his loyal dog with this sleazy method, then Black really doesn't mind performing Azeroth's "traditional arts" for the Eternals.

  Well, speaking of which, from now on, it is time for me to think about how to make a "great consummation" ending for my dear emperor.

"Um?"

Blake was about to leave the lower deck, but suddenly heard a faint noise in a utility room next to him, which made the pirate roll his eyes, leaned over on tiptoe, and scanned the utility room with a ray of thought. glanced.

   found that a young man was hiding here, lying on the table writing a letter.

The pirate manipulated his thoughts of truth maliciously and wanted to get closer to see the contents of the letter, but when his power approached the guy, the sword that the young man put in his hand suddenly buzzed, causing the human emperor Varian Wu Ryan stood up suddenly.

   "Who's there!"

   he scolded.

   The next second, Blake pushed open the door with a stinky face and walked in.

   He glanced viciously at the Stromkar Emperor's Sword in Varian's hand, which was very sensitive to the power of the void because of its past experience.

   may also have been strengthened by Queen Azshara's special method, so that it can even faintly perceive the truth thoughts emanating from Black.

   Hey, that doesn't make any sense at all!

   "I said, Your Majesty the Emperor, your soldiers are all training on the upper deck. You don't need to appear as the commander. Why are you hiding here alone?"

  Blake leaned against the cabin with his arms folded, and he pouted and said:

   "A young man in his prime, hiding from others and staying alone in a dark room, with a few pictures of beautiful girls at hand, I'm not saying this, this kind of behavior is really suspicious.

   A little boy who is obsessed with self-reward is not a big boy. "

   "I'm just writing, I don't want to be disturbed. Like it is now."

   I haven’t seen each other for a few days. When Varian speaks, he is more or less familiar with pirates.

   As to where Varian learned it, does it need to be said?

   Can interpret this kind of king's momentum so vividly, who else can the whole Azeroth be other than that lord?

"Ha, then I'm going to ask one more question. Does Queen Ariane really have no complaints about her husband taking time out every night to spend a long time in a secret room with a queen who is enough to make any man's heart sway? ?"

  Black asked maliciously.

   Varian shook his head and reached out to put the picture of his wife on the table into his armor.

   He glanced at Blake and sighed:

"My wife and my son were next to me when I was being taught by Queen Azshara, which was requested by the Queen, who said she was already plagued by those nasty rumors and didn't want any more scandals about them. .

   Just before I set off, my Arianne was awarded the title of 'Lady of Honor' by the Queen.

   I don't know if this is good or bad. "

   "Well, then you have to worry, Your Majesty."

  Black said with seriousness and oath:

   "The maids of war around Her Majesty Azshara are not simple characters. They are jealous of her and long for the Queen's favor.

  Queens enjoy their loyalty and encourage them to fight privately to gain their attention, in other words, the innocent and lovely Queen Ariane is now forced to join the wicked struggle.

   Even if she doesn't want to, the other war maids will not let her go.

  I suggest that you still quickly let Shaw take the fastest flight back to Azeroth and defend your queen and your prince in person, lest those vicious Naga steal your home.

  Speaking of which, are you writing a suicide note to your family by hiding here?

   It is not auspicious to prepare to die in battle before the war begins. "

   In the face of Black's inquiries, Varian wanted to refute.

   But he thought that it was totally unnecessary to disguise these things in front of an ancient god, so he simply nodded, looked at the unfinished suicide note, and said:

   "I just wanted to write down everything I wanted to say when I still had time to think, I heard from the advance troops that the fighting was brutal, I don't think I would have time to do that under the circumstances.

   I may be able to go back alive, maybe not.

   But when I came here, when my wife and I said goodbye to my son, I had put my life and death on the line.

   Queen Azshara commented that my actions were very stupid. She believed that with the current situation of human civilization, once I had an accident here, the enlightenment I had worked so hard to build would split again in an instant.

   Her criticisms are well-founded.

   But here I am. "

  Varian let out a long sigh, patted his breastplate, and picked up his sword. He stroked the blade with his handplate, and said to Black:

   "I just want my people to know that they can continue to trust their emperor to give everything for them as they worship Thoradin the Great.

   I just want to build on this tradition.

   Until the Emperor falls, no enemy will ever want to harm his people. "

   "I really want to say you're an idiot, because the emperor's job is never to fight on the battlefield, but considering that you're not as old as me, it's okay to be a little idealistic."

  Black said something vicious.

   After thinking about it, he took something out of his luggage and threw it to Varian. The latter took it in his hand and found that it was an irregular and peculiar crystal with a residual scorching fel energy in it.

   "This fel heart fragment can make you resurrect once on the land of Argus. I was going to leave it to my dear, but she probably won't accept it, so it's cheap for you."

  Black turned around, raised his hand and said without looking back:

   "You've finally got a look, Child King Well, Child Emperor, you don't have any Holy Light clichés in your conversation with me, which shows that Queen Azshara taught you well.

   Go back alive.

   Tell your family what you want to say in person, not in a cold letter. Educate your son well, don't let little Anduin go down a poker path that people hate dogs. "

  The hatch closed with a bang.

  Varian looked at the crystal in his hand, put it in the armor, and said thank you silently.

   Outside the door, Blake looked left and right, reached out and patted the shoulder of the old wolf Gene, who was hiding in the shadows and guarding it. He whistled and said maliciously:

   "Really good loyal dog! It's just to defend the master like this. It's great that Queen Mia sent you here. There are a lot of demon bones for you to chew on."

   "You really deserve a beating!"

  Jean appeared from the shadows with a cold face, reached out and grabbed the Gilnean wolf-head command knife forged with the fragments of the Luna Scythe around his waist, it seemed that he planned to give Black a sword.

   But the pirates were not afraid at all. Instead, they raised their fists and made a punching action, eager to compete with Genn the Grey Wolf.

   But Jean is still sensible.

   He finally didn't draw his knife, just looked at Blake, and after a few seconds, he said:

   "Although this emperor is immature and idealistic, he is actually not bad, right?"

   "Huh? Emperor? I didn't see any emperor, all I saw was a hungry lion about to perform a bar mitzvah, hungry and eager to devour blood.

  I saw an emperor candidate who needed to prove himself worthy of the throne with victory.

   He has big ambitions, he can do big things.

   But he might need a little luck. "

  The pirate picked up his pipe and said:

   "But it doesn't matter, when he returns to Azeroth from Argus, you will have a real emperor, don't say stupid things like that's my emperor too.

  I am a pirate, dear Jean, the majesty and glory of the emperor never shines on us.

   Anyway, congratulations in advance. "

After   , Black turned around and left, but after taking a few steps, he rubbed his forehead and said to Gene:

   "Let your emperor have time to visit Valhalla. My stupid sister is picking a 'son-in-law' for her 'daughter'. I think he is quite suitable."

   Ah, some brothers questioned that they didn't add an update last month. Wasn't it added on the 11th of last month? Hey, hey, you can question my level, but not my character~

   (end of this chapter)