Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1746 114. As we all know, Azshara is a sincere believer, and she has been sincere for a full seven minutes [1920]

What the pirates and Queen Azshara did in the little dark room was not as glamorous as the emotionally manipulated Vashj thought. Although the queen did take off her clothes and accessories, Blake didn't have time to appreciate the enchanting Naga. body.

  He will focus on reshaping Queen Azshara's life form from a twisted and fallen thing to the light of the light with the "Super Sheep Transformation" endowed by the Moon Shadow Godhead.

  This is a life that I never dared to think about before, and the pirates and the queen have to find a way to coerce N'Zoth to use the Corruptor's Void power to remove the curse of flesh and blood on the Queen little by little.

   But this curse and the queen have lived together for 10,000 years. God knows whether Azshara can return to his perfect form after the curse of flesh and blood is dispelled.

   As long as the flesh and blood touch the void excessively, it will not end well!

   This is not only clear to Blake, but also to Queen Azshara, so for a long time in the past, the Queen has put the issue of restoring her appearance behind her back.

   She didn't want to think about the success rate of it.

   As long as I don't want to, there is no threat, typical ostrich mentality.

Although it looks weak, considering women's natural pursuit of appearance, and the fact that the Queen used to be the first white and rich beauty in Azeroth, she has fallen to the point where this child will cry today, so this kind of escape mentality It is not difficult to understand.

At the end of the Battle of Quel'Thalas, when the Queen opened her heart to Black for a moment, she also emphasized to the pirates that one of the prophecies left by the prophet in black 10,000 years ago was to restore her peerless beauty. .

   This is the basis for the two sides to continue to maintain a close cooperative relationship!

  The meaning of Azshara is obvious. Whether the empire can restore this kind of thing does not need Black to think more. It is her duty and job as the queen. Black has only two things to consider.

   First, create opportunities for the rise of the deep sea empire.

  Second, find a way to bring the Queen back to the good times of "Light of Light".

   And now, when Blake Shaw returned from the stars in divine form, both conditions were met.

   But who would have thought that Queen Azshara, the most noble and unparalleled in Azeroth, fulfilled her lifelong long-cherished wish in a small dark room where burying a mule would be inconsiderate?

   "This dress doesn't work!"

   In the ruins of the house that was blown away by Vashj's anger, Queen Azshara, who had just been reshaped into a life form, slumped on the straw with a "delicate" posture.

   She looked at the various gorgeous clothes that Vashj kept taking out of her suitcase, who was ecstatic after being shocked, and picked up the deep-sea style robe with her white fingers with disgust on her face.

   She said in disgust:

   "These are for the Naga, they can't meet my current needs, go find them! Vashj, find the clothes that match my identity for your queen as quickly as possible."

   "Yes, Your Majesty."

  The loyal Lady Viper immediately got up and went to grab some elf costumes from the crowd in the distance.

   Her vicious eyes were full of malice, and she felt that the sacrificial robes on Tyrande Windspeaker, derived from the elven empire period, were very suitable for her majesty.

  Solemn and solemn, yet charming and elegant, it is just right for the queen to debut at this moment with the supreme attitude of "light in light".

   But Vashj was stopped by Black before he could set off.

   Lord Moonshadow, who had done the "perfect plastic surgery" for Queen Azshara with a lot of effort, sat on a wooden barrel in the ruins of the hut in a posture of admiring the beauty.

   He looked up and down the elf-shaped Azshara's standard melon face and the amber eyes that shone like stars. These eyes alone were enough to set off this glamorous and dusty face.

   And her long hair has been soaked in sweat because of the pain caused by the previous shape reshaping and dispelling the curse of flesh and blood. It will be wet on the warm and jade-like shoulders, and the delicate collarbone is perfect like a work of art.

   and her figure

   Needless to say, her figure is the most perfect type that a pirate has seen after being reborn for so long, and it combines almost all the beautiful features of women.

   To borrow the words that pirates often ridicule of those clergymen, this is a completely fallen body for the purpose of attracting sin.

   At this time, the queen was embarrassed to cover her chest and lower abdomen with her tattered Chinese clothes, but after her long tail turned into legs, it was difficult for her to stand up for a while because she hadn't really walked on her legs for 10,000 years.

   It is very similar to the scene when the little mermaid first came ashore in folk fairy tales. It is estimated that those delicate legs will take a few days to get used to before walking on the ground.

   But the more this is the case, the more elegant and arrogant Azshara is in front of him, the more delicate and lovable the "girl in distress" is.

   "As a loyal servant of Her Majesty the Queen, how could I have not even considered such a thing?"

  Black stopped Vashj from rushing out to grab other people's clothes for his own queen. He Shi Shiran took out a long purple elf dress from his luggage.

  Its gorgeous beauty is needless to say, just the broken diamonds embellished on it reflect a rainbow-like arc under the sunlight of Azeroth the moment it is taken out.

  The most commendable thing is the poor artistic taste of this long dress.

   This is the most classic high-level elf aristocratic style long skirt that Black found from the private collection of the great magister in Suramar. The cheongsam with slits on both sides of the long skirt is designed to open almost to the thigh.

  On this kind of clothes, even the elf dancers of Quel'Thalas dare not wear them out.

   But Azshara's eyes lit up when she saw it, and there was a look of "missing" in the queen's eyes, she said softly in her hoarse and charming voice:

   "This is. This is me."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is the royal dress you designed and often wore thousands of years ago. This long dress in my hand should have been forgotten in the city palace when you were visiting Suramar. "

  The pirate whispered:

"The disobedient Elisander hid your dress, and it looks like she planned to wear it on the day she assumed the kingship, but unfortunately, that pathetic black-skinned elf's figure couldn't hold it up at all. A 'Emperor's Robe'.

   Only you deserve it.

  Today, you should also dress up to attend the ceremony, so that the subjects of the whole world can witness the elegance of His Majesty's peerless face and grace with their own eyes. Put it on quickly, Your Majesty, your demeanor is somewhat... um, not very decent. "

   Azshara ignored the teasing in Black's words.

   She stretched out her hand tremblingly, stroking the purple royal dress that Blake offered with both hands, ignoring that the gesture of raising her hand made her obscured body burst into light.

   The pirate who looked at the big snow-white dumpling with pink strawberries was dizzy for a while.

   Good guy!

   Is this really the mind that an elves should have?

   It can only be said that she is worthy of being Her Majesty the Queen. Her broad mind alone is worthy of her having a world empire.

   "What are you looking at! Picked your eyes!"

   Vashj viciously waved the deep sea scepter in front of the Queen's eyes, Blake shrugged, turned his head very gentlemanly and stopped looking at the seductive "scenery".

  Behind him, with the help of Vashj, the queen quickly changed into this purple royal dress, of course, before changing her clothes, she did not forget to use her shocking magic skills to wash away the sweat from her body.

  Although Blake turned his back and didn't look at it, the illusory tentacles shining in his shadow were like "cameras" from different angles, enjoying the pictures from every angle.

   Certainly not for sleazy self-gratification, but simply to appreciate the most delicious body Azeroth can naturally produce.

   This is the pursuit of beauty, which is deeply hidden in everyone's heart.

   But the queen is a bit too bold. You should wear a set of underwear under your long skirt, just put it on directly. What if it goes away?

   "Summon my maids, Vashj."

   The queen, who put on her long dress ten thousand years ago, used her excited hands to shape a magic mirror.

   She looked at the face in the mirror that only appeared in memories with extreme self-appreciation, and while stroking her cheek, she said to Vashj, who was as excited as she was:

   "Let them bring all my makeup tools, now! I am about to meet my subjects, and I must appear in the most noble manner and meet the great creators who have come to my country.

   To fence this place, I need a little time. "

   "As you order, Your Majesty."

   Lady Viper quickly swam the snake body into the sea water. After she left, only Blake, who had taken out the wine bottle, and the Elf Queen, who was sitting on a chair, were left in the ruins of the hut.

   Azshara was still appreciating the peerless appearance that he had lost and found, and Blake was not in a hurry. The two remained silent until more than ten seconds later, the Queen took the initiative to say:

   "Thank you, Prophet in Black, you really are a strong man who keeps your word, maybe I should call you Lord God?"

   "You really should have some respect."

Blake leaned against the blasted wall as he looked out over the roaring hills in the distance, where the weeping and howling of the draenei from the nearby archipelago came together by boat to set foot on their ancient homeland. sound.

   He watched the wine pouring into his mouth, and said to Azshara without looking back:

   "But I don't really care much about the so-called majesty of the gods. There are five cosmic gods in front of you who plan to shape the start of the stars and set the order, but what will happen to them?

   A group of mortals will have to cross the stars to save them from disaster.

   Praise and praise do not represent strength, and true majesty can only be manifested in actions.

   While doing this will make you hate me, my dear majesty, before we can actually start talking, I must show you a harsh reality"

  The pirate stretched out his finger and waved it gently.

At the same time, in the magic mirror in front of Queen Azshara, small scales appeared on her face that had just regained her peerless beauty, which caused the Queen to scream and shatter the mirror in front of her and cover it. his own face.

   She looked at Blake viciously. Although she couldn't rush over and strangle the evil **** because of her weak legs, she still scolded:

   "What is this doing? Are you threatening me? Is your so-called life reshaping just a clever illusion? Are you swearing your sovereignty over me?

Do not!

   Blake Shaw!

  You can't scare me!

  You have a godhead but no container, you are very powerful but you haven't really completed the "ascension", your soul may be immortal, but your body can still be torn apart by me.

  Don't play such a dangerous game! Your queen warned you one last time. "

   "How can this be a threat?"

  The pirate grinned and turned back to his queen. He widened his eyes with a sincere expression, squatted in front of the queen, and looked up at her angry.

   This face is so beautiful that even when she is angry, she is so shocking.

   "Is it illusion? Can't you, the most powerful woman in Azeroth, tell the difference? My queen."

  The pirate tilted his head and said to the angry Azshara:

"I really used the power of the gods to reshape your life form. You are now the light of the light. In order to retain the powerful power you have accumulated over the past ten thousand years, I even thoughtfully reserved for you the 'first battle' for you. Two forms'.

Do not worry.

   You did get your wish.

   But what I want to tell you is that the continuation of this life reshaping is based on the stability of my godhead. Once I die, well, words like 'fallen' should be used now.

   In short, if I am gone, the eternal remaking of life will end, I have dispelled the curse of your flesh, and you will not return to the ugly posture of the Naga Queen.

   But I think, for you to regain your perfection"

  Blake stretched out his hand and placed it on the queen's delicate chin, he said softly:

   "Even if there is a little flaw, it will make you feel that life is better than death, right? Imperfect things would rather not be, this is the pride of the light in the light."

   "Isn't that threatening me?"

   Azshara sneered and patted Blake's fingers away. She raised her hand and placed it on the pirate's forehead, and said in a low voice:

"So, I have to be your evil god's 'nanny' in the future? To protect you from being killed by other forces? You must be too cowardly, my god, what other force in this world can hurt you? "

   "Sargras, your hot and cold ex-boyfriend."

   Blake winked and said:

   "Sooner or later we'll meet him, don't we? I just want to make sure that you won't ruthlessly use and abandon your ex-boyfriend at a critical moment to revive your old relationship."

"of course not."

   Azshara covered her mouth and chuckled a few times. She rolled her eyes and said:

   "But maybe I should prove it with action."

   After finishing speaking, the queen domineeringly grabbed Blake by the collar and pulled him in front of her. The two dogs and men kissed passionately in the rubble.

  The pirates could feel Azshara's excitement, excitement and gratitude at this time. Such intense emotional agitation is really rare for a powerful spellcaster like her.

   This is supposed to be a very fragrant thing,

   But helplessly, Blake really wasn't in the mood to taste the queen's supreme amorous feelings. He stretched out his hand and gently but firmly pushed the queen away. He touched the blood on his lips, and Azshara moved his tongue to lick the blood from his mouth.

   It is no exaggeration to say that this action alone caused a scorching fire to rise from the lower abdomen of the pirates, and the woman in front of her was simply a fairy! Xalatas is so young compared to her.

   This natural allure of the blessing of the world is truly terrifying.

   "Do me a favor, my favorite Blake."

   Azshara let out a weird laugh, she brushed her long hair with infinite grace, and looked at the war maids who came to her with the Pearl King's chariot in front of her.

   she whispered:

   "Such a blessing should not be enjoyed by me alone. As a ruler, I should always keep in mind that rain and dew are exposed. In my name, give this wonderful blessing to my most loyal maids.

   But they don't need such a perfect permanent remodel

   This is a reward for loyalty and a punishment for incompetence. "

   "No, no, no, since it is the grace of the emperor, it should be bestowed by the supreme monarch himself, so that the recipient can understand who to continue devoting loyalty to."

  The pirate adjusted the collar that was torn due to the enthusiasm of the queen just now. With a flick of his finger, a delicate holy symbol of the Silent One made from the remains of Naaru crystal fell into Azshara's hands.

   he whispered:

   "As a **** I need a priest of silence in order to unfold and continue the path of truth in the sea of ​​light, my esteemed majesty, I think."

   "Well, my god."

  The queen opened her arms and bowed her head slightly to Black like those sacrifices to the moon. She whispered in a very charming voice:

   "I'm ready for a new path, please give me strength. But please remember that I'm not one of those naive girls who are captivated by faith.

  I follow your teachings.

  I can be sincere as long as the price is right. "

   (end of this chapter)