Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1728 96. In the name of loyalty, he must be shackled [Plus 120]

  In the Antoran wasteland, which has completely begun to collapse, not only the vanguards of the anti-magic coalition are retreating, but even the demons are running.

  These destroyers born in the Fel Realm of the Twisting Void can face all enemies ruthlessly, and under the order of the Dark God, they are not afraid to attack any force.

   Fear is a rare emotion for demons, but it doesn't mean that demons are not afraid.

  When the entire Antoran Wastes and even the world of Argus began to collapse from the existential plane, they knew they had to run away shamefully.

  Faced with a crumbling planet, not even a demon can do much.

But this fragmentation caused by the demise of the Heart of the World is not all bad. At least in the violent shaking, Varian Wrynn can finally get out of the bad predicament of being driven into the mountain. .

  The embarrassed human emperor climbed out of the broken mountain with the emperor's sword and a beggar. There are still scars on his body, and there is a shocking scar on his chest.

   The injury almost split him in the middle.

   In fact, he did just get split by the afterglow of Taeshalak, he just died once, and seriously, he even saw the little blue man angel falling from the sky to pick him up.

   But Varian would climb out of the Shattered Mountain out of breath, and in the apocalypse where the earth was shaking, he looked down at the fel heart shards that had been depleted of energy and turned into quicksand in his hands.

   That was given to him by Black before he set off. Perhaps the Black Prophet had predicted his death.

  Anyway, it's a good thing to escape death.

   Varian picked up the Ashbringer with only the hilt left from the rubble and put it into his arms, his blood-stained face looked left and right, trying to find a way to escape.

  As a result, when I turned back, I saw a black, strange figure rising from the ground in the center of the fragment of the mountain that had been completely shattered and was spinning and flying due to the abnormal gravity.

   It was a guy with a hood and a tattered windbreaker, but Yingyingchaochuo couldn't see its appearance at all. All he could see was the black-gray smoke that was rising around him, being blown away by the wind like clouds.

  Varian was drawn to see what confronted the fallen titan.

   But when he looked over there, he heard a familiar voice ringing in his mind:

   "Good boy, don't look, turn your head and go back, keep walking, go back to your world, enjoy your emperor's life, congratulations, Your Majesty.

   You have become a human legend. "

   Smell.

  Varian's body was forcibly taken over at this moment, though he didn't want to.

   But under the "request" of the voice, he still couldn't control himself and dashed towards the last evacuation point set by the Holy Light Legion in the broken earth.

   As for the demons around him, he was not so lucky.

  Varian saw with his own eyes those brutal guys attacking each other like crazy, only one or two at first, but soon spread to most of the battlefield like a disease of the mind.

  The demons who should have fled screamed and stabbed weapons into each other's bodies like crazy, and every time a demon fell, a black-gray mist would rise from its corpse.

  When the fog lingers to a certain extent, there will be a door to the void that will open in this apocalypse.

   The savage Faceless Brute and those K'thir spellcasters stepped into the broken earth and began to convey the gospel of truth to those brutal souls.

   And the insect swarm, which was severely damaged by Xal'atas's distance, was also given a booster at this moment, and it seemed that there was a stronger glory shrouded in their heart of the swarm.

   Whether it's a qiraji, a mantid, or the few but powerful crypt lords, they're all like fanatical believers.

   They worship the great, nameless darkness, as they once served Y'Shaarj or the obedience of the Empire of Darkness.

   But they have found the real god, and the Dark Empire has a legacy of faith that is truly engraved on the soul and gene level, and no one can defeat the reincarnation of the swarm.

   "The Great Darkness has descended and the High Oracle has eaten them!"

  The already scarred Mantid Supreme Korfan grabbed his amber crescent axe, which was shattered, and led a group of mantid heroes who lacked arms and legs, screaming and pounced on the chaos of the demon.

   They have been inspired by the great darkness, and they must draw more brutal flesh to complete the evolution of the swarm before the world is destroyed.

   They still worship the Old Ones.

   But in the face of the great darkness, the ancient Venerable can only take a back seat.

   At this time, under the surprised gazes of the three women who had already decided to die, black smoke rose up from the rift valley behind them.

   A warm void of darkness intertwined to wrap and protect them.

   In the rustling of the snake-like tentacles in the shadow, a twisted and gloomy figure appeared little by little in the sound of the tidal waves of the void.

   He wears a black robe and has no arms. Beneath the hood is a purple chaotic streamer. While walking, only the ten thousand tentacles extending from under the tattered robe are touching the ground.

   The moment the face of the abyss appeared, Xalatas let out the scream of a **** when she saw a handsome man.

  Although she was seriously injured, the ancient venerable still clearly felt that she was wet at this moment. She finally saw the abyss of the little cute master with her own eyes, which was as deep and perfect as she imagined.

  No, this is much more exciting than her sentimental imagination.

   This is the real master he wants.

   "I see the fate of stubbornness blooming at this moment, it will be reversed just because I don't want to see separation, go back."

   In the indistinct whimper, a black tentacle appeared in front of Maiev's eyes and pointed at them with the scepter of Sargeras.

   "No! I'm not here for."

  When the roar of the Moon God of War was still echoing, the space tear of Sargeras' Scepter took effect instantly.

  This supreme artifact made by the demons for Lord Sargeras has endured the pressure of teleportation across the world, so that the power of this staff quickly weakened without being damaged, and then the surrounding space was temporarily sealed.

   Obviously, the Silent One does not intend to let his lovers return to this dangerous situation again.

   As the world was spinning, the three women landed on the prairie of Nagrand in the world of Draenor, along with Sefir's severed body.

   At the moment Maiev appeared, the sky that was originally day quickly transformed into night and the moonlight fell, which was falling on Maiev to help her calm the black moon divine power that was about to runaway in her body.

   But that's not what Maiev wanted.

   She knew why Blake sent her away from Argus, but it wasn't like that!

That does not work!

   "I have to go back!"

   Maiev turned to look at Sefir, she screamed:

   "Send me back! Immediately!"

   "Mavie, that's enough!"

   Xalatas, who has always liked to quarrel, will reach out to block Maiev, she said uncharacteristically and rationally:

   "He just doesn't want to see you die in front of his eyes, be nice."

   "I don't want to see him die either! You idiot."

   Maiev clenched his fists and looked up at the burning green world in the starry sky. This was Argus' last day in the sea of ​​stars.

she says:

   "I'm not going to die. I'm going to save him, don't you understand? Send me back! Quick!"

   Seeing that Maiev's black eyes were full of pleading anxiety, Sefir stopped talking, and tried his best to push Maiev's time to send her back to the position before being teleported.

   But Sefir tried very hard to push the time but couldn't complete this operation. The time flow belonging to Ms. Shadowsong was as heavy as a mountain, unable to move an inch.

   She said in a difficult tone:

   "Your time is sealed, Maiev, he knows what you're going to do, he forbids you to do it, he's protecting you."

   "The one who needs protection most is him!"

   Maiev pointed to the burning and disintegrating planet in the sky, and she said:

   "Elune's power can work in Draenor but cannot enter Argus, not only because of the fel shielding there, but also because of Elune's same level of power, it is regarded as a realm.

   It's not just Aggramar that he has to face

   Although the Dark Titan cannot cross the stars in an instant, he can cast his ruthless gaze on Argus, and he has to face two Titans.

   They don't even need to beat him! Just breaking the precarious balance in his body will send our lover into the abyss forever, I must go! "

   After saying that, Maiev looked around, looking for everything available.

   A few seconds later, in her indifferent turn, an old orc shaman appeared on the grassland. He approached the three ladies and showed a weird smile.

   Then he said in demonic language:

   "Everyone, do you need a ride? We have prepared a demon ship in advance, which can take you to and from Argus and Draenor within ten minutes."

   "Don't go! Maiev, this Nathrezim clearly has bad intentions! Don't jump into the trap."

   Xal'atath prevented:

   "Don't forget Blake's reminder to us that they are in the service of the Eternals."

   "Where is your boat?"

   Ms. Shadowsong asked indifferently.

  The Dread Demon King disguised as an orc grinned and whistled fiercely, and soon an assault-type demon spaceship appeared above the three of them in the wind in the Nagrand Prairie.

  The Dread Lord made a "please" gesture to Maiev. It glanced at the blood-red seal on Maiev's finger and whispered:

   "What about a nice wedding ring, this lady, your husband must love you very much, and he must be willing to do very, very horrible things for you."

   "I am also willing to give everything for him."

   Shadowsong touched her ring, she made a "forbidden" action to Xal'atas and Sefir who wanted to follow, she said:

   "Remember my words, you two have to take care of him until I come back, he's yours."

   "Well, you probably have to wait a long time to come back."

  The dreadlord said gloomily:

   "The Supreme Emperor has prepared a guest room for you in the gorgeous Nasria Fort. He believes that to ensure the loyalty of the servants, he must help the servants to solve all their worries.

   He is truly a kind and generous majesty.

   Also, are you sure you want to come with us? See, even this pretty moonlight is reminding you not to get on this ship, we're big bad guys after all. "

"you?"

   Maiev put on her watchman helmet again, and she said in a disdainful tone:

   "You don't even count as a sewer rat."

   With that, Lady Shadowsong breathed a sigh of relief and prayed to the Moon God one last time. She was talking to Elune, and her **** asked her not to go to Argus.

   It is clear that the benevolent Elune is trying to save her own choice.

   But Maiev rejected her.

   This is the first time Maiev has rejected Elune so directly.

For a believer, this is almost an unforgivable sin, but Moonlight did not punish it. She just placed the mark of the moon on the junction of Maiev's neck and back to temporarily stabilize Maiev's body. In the skyrocketing power of the black moon.

   It's not yet time for them to erupt.

Watching Maiev disappear into the beam of the demonic spaceship, watching the spaceship disappear into the sky of the Nagrand prairie in its leaping flight, Sefir and Xal'atas stood in a verdant green grass. Under the sun, the two of them held their hands tightly together.

   "Black will blame us, he will divorce us"

   Xal'atas whispered:

   "Although there was no ceremony, he won't care about us in the future. It's a pity that I just saw his face in the abyss, and I just gave him my allegiance completely."

"Will not."

  Sefir raised his head, closed his eyes, and said softly:

   "Maev didn't leave, she just walked away like a deep sleep, Blake will find her and bring her back to us, we just need to wait patiently.

   is like a journey into the unknown.

   Maiev was the shining light of the beacon, and the steering wheel was always in Black's hands.

  Bless her. "

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  “哐”

   In the violent shaking, the half-burned Tree of Life finally took root for the first time after leaving the Sanctuary, on the land of Mac'Aree, in the valley between the Palace of Mysteries and the last lake.

   She took root, and the extension of the breath of life was instantly shrouded in the floating continent of Mac'Aree, which was pushed to the stars in the collapse of the world.

   Not only stabilizes the broken earth, but also uses the power of life to ensure that the floating island continent can retain enough air for the living to breathe, and purify the evil energy and the breath of the void that are constantly eroding here.

   Driven by the power of the tree of life, the floating island of Mac'Aree, which had broken away from the Argus world frame, was sent to the sky above the fragmented Antoran wasteland.

  Little Xingxing shouted and rushed to the tree of life with Daelin, who was dying with Fina, who had lost her breath. They were wrapped in the branches of Lord Eonar and healed.

   The Evil of this World and the Zenidar continued to rise and fall around the floating island, bringing the survivors on the ground to this last safe place.

   It's busy here too.

  The survivors are close to helping, while the dead are left in the broken place forever.

   "I thought you were dead, Your Majesty."

   When the miserable Varian emerged from the beam of light from the Zenidar, Shaw, who was squatting on the side, immediately jumped up, he rushed over and gave Varian a hug.

He says:

   "Damn Saurfang told me that you were hacked to death by a fallen titan, and I knew that those green-skinned orcs couldn't believe a word!"

   "No, Shore, I did die once."

  Varian touched the terrifying scar on his still aching chest. He looked down at the chaotic battlefield from this high altitude and said:

   "It was Mr. Black who saved me, but when I left there I saw something terrifying, that monster fighting Aggramar, that was."

"it's him."

  Shore nodded, there was an invisible purple light shining in the depths of his pupils, the human assassin said softly:

   "The Great Darkness, the Silent One, or the Demon of a Thousand Tongues, whatever you want to call him, he's still down there, no one knows if he can win, we can't even get close.

   Can only pray. "

   "The question is who to pray to?"

   Varian said with a wry smile:

   "His majesty is no less than Aggramar, has he become a god?"

"I have no idea."

  Shore touched his heart.

  As the chosen one, his heart beats much faster than usual at this time, which seems to be his **** sending some inexplicable information to him.

   He pursed his lips and said in a low voice:

   "May he bless himself."

   (end of this chapter)