Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 223 42. Children of the Light, it's time to launch a wave of crusades against the heretics! -Thank you brothers for your monthly ticket support

   "Do you know what crazy talk you're talking about!"

   On the hillside of Tirisfal Woods, after hearing the "reward" that Black asked for, Pope Fao almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

   This legendary priest, who has always appeared in the image of a good old man, can't wait to pick up the silver hand warhammer at hand, and strike the arrogant stinky pirate with a hammer.

   His voice raised several degrees, and he scolded Blake angrily:

   "You want me to use the pure faith of the Holy Light to start a religious war for you? Did you just get hit by that dark thing to your spirit, so you are talking nonsense?

   I can pretend you never said that!

   Little Drake!

   This is no joke.

   Your words are enough to make you the enemy of all Holy Light followers! "

   "Oh, don't shout."

  The pirate covered his ears and took two steps back. After the old man got angry, he said to Pope Fao rationally:

   "I'm not mad, Your Majesty.

   I'm actually very, very awake now. I ask you to use the power of the Church of the Holy Light to suppress the tide beliefs that crowd out the Church of the Storm, not out of personal grudges.

   Take a closer look at that Storm Sacred Emblem. "

  Black spread his arms and said to Fao in a serious tone:

   "Before this expedition, what you saw on the holy emblem might just be admonitions in awe of the tide.

   But after I have revealed to you the dark mysteries of the underworld of Tirisfal, I believe you will be able to see more of the previously overlooked details from this holy symbol.

   Those details that are extremely important to the truth.

  The reason why I didn't make this request in advance is because I know that no matter what I say, a good person like you will not agree to my request until you see the dark power that I have rendered with your own eyes.

   But now.

   Not necessarily. "

  Blake's words made the Pope stunned for a moment.

   He lowered his head and started to look at the Storm Sacred Emblem in his hand again.

  The holy emblem of the Church of the Storm is round like a coin, with delicate embossing on it. In the midst of a storm, a figurative force extending from the deep sea holds up a boat and rides through the waves.

   symbolizes the tide sages of the Church of the Storms, mastering the power of the sea, can make every voyage turn into danger, and make every battleship walk on the ground.

   There is nothing wrong with looking carefully.

   "Turn it around, Your Majesty."

  The pirate reminded softly.

  Fao turned the holy emblem around and widened his eyes in the next instant.

   After the holy emblem pattern was turned around, the image of the majestic image of riding the wind and waves suddenly changed.

In the abstract view, the figurative sea powers extending from the deep sea are like tentacles, wrapping a ship like a greedy sea monster and dragging it outside the holy emblem in the shadows.

   Especially the shape of the tentacles.

   The little spikes dotted on it reminded Fao of the powerful and dark Krasis, the abyss general, who had just faced him in the catacombs just now.

   cannot be said to be exactly the same, only the same.

"This"

   The Pope felt a crisis in his heart.

   Indeed, as Black said, before he had seen such a powerful abyss creation, even if he happened to see this inverted holy emblem, he would never associate it with the monster.

   But after seeing that crazy thing that he will never forget in his life, no matter how Fao convinces himself, it is just a coincidence, but in his heart, he has already believed the words of the pirates.

   "Are you implying to me that the Church of Storms has a connection with the Abyss of the Abyss?"

   The Pope played with the pagan holy emblem in his hand, twisted his beard and said softly:

   "This is not something that a Kul Tiran would do. As far as I know, there are more people who believe in the Church of Storms than those who believe in the Holy Light.

   Even your Proudmoore family, although you have never publicly expressed your beliefs, your father, Daelin, will also wear the holy emblem pendant of the Church of the Storms in many public occasions. "

   "That's why I became a pirate, Your Majesty."

  Black shrugged, pushed his pirate hat, and said to Fao:

   "I came back from the dead knowing that when a navy can't save the country, it's mortally ill without noticing it.

The power that the   Tide Sages believed in cast a shadow on the sky and sea of ​​Kul Tiras, and everyone, including Daelin, was captured by the shadow.

   They also felt that they were not marionettes.

   What a joke!

   But my old man is quite powerful. He is a legendary warrior with a steel will. Even if the masters of the Tide Sages appear in person, they may not be able to defeat him.

   But he is firm, which does not mean that everyone around him is firm.

   Those pervasive darkness can always find the weakest point of the warrior, and then insert a knife into it, and then admire those fearless people with full of malice and weep.

   Finally re-use their pain and pull them into the darkness too. "

  Black took the evil skull flask from his waist, twisted the lid, poured a sip of wine into his mouth, wiped his mouth, and said to Pope Fao, who was looking at him:

   "Let me tell you a little secret, Your Majesty.

  You know, in the Khaz Modan waters, the battle where I died, the battleship I was on was equipped with Tide Sages.

   They can reverse the ocean currents, change the sea breeze, detect danger in advance and save us from the danger before the red dragon of the orcs strikes.

   But probably I was out of luck.

  The sages of the tide who have always been reliable, were the same as blind and deaf that day.

   They call the sea.

   But the sea has not responded.

  My lord, I have crawled back from **** and thwarted their plot, but they will not give up. Maybe next time it's my brother, next time it's my sister.

   Next time, it may be my old father's turn.

   As long as Daelin is dead, Kul Tiras will fall into their hands completely, becoming the first human kingdom to be occupied by the void. "

   Black, in a threatening tone, softly struck the Pope's heartstrings, saying:

   "Those **** hiding in the abyss have already started war against us, and your majesty, you are still fantasizing about peace!"

   "Your apprentice Natalie, me, Derek Proudmoore, and the almost devastated Dalene, who was almost beaten by pain, are all their targets.

   are their chosen victims.

   And the dark monster hiding under Tirisfal we just killed!

   For the invasion of the void forces, you cannot choose between the void and the serpent, you must give a sufficient, positive, and tough response. Otherwise, what awaits you next time is a spiritual plague that erupts in your heart.

   I ask you to start a religious war.

   Not because I love war.

   Not because I like watching the world burn.

   But if you don't fight back now, when they hit burst, you won't have the power to fight back. "

   "This evidence is not enough."

   The Pope shook his head. He looked at the holy emblem in his hand and said:

   "The Church of Storms has a lot of believers on the sea, not only the Kul Tiras people, but it is a huge monster. If it hits the church with the size of the Holy Light, there will be no winner.

   Both sides will only lose both.

   even perished. "

   "No head-on confrontation, Your Majesty."

  Blake's eyes lit up, he straightened up and said to the Pope:

   "Besides Kul Tiras, I will deal with the believers of the Church of Storms on the sea. What you and your church have to do is to compete with the Church of Storms for faith in the borders of Kul Tiras.

   There are so many people in Kul Tiras.

  The more people believe in the Holy Light, the less they are captured by the forces of the void.

   The best part is that I have prepared the best entry point for you.

After half a year at most, the rulers of Kul Tiras in Drustvar, House Waycrest, will take over from their patriarch Arthur Waycrest and mistress Meredith Waycrest Begin to convert.

  The oldest family on the land of Kul Tiras will return to the Faith of the Holy Light.

  I hope that this ceremony can be presided over by you, preferably by taking the opportunity to launch a Holy Light Tour on the land of Kul Tiras.

   Not everyone in Kul Tiras goes to sea.

   For those living in the interior, the milder teachings of the Holy Light are clearly more appealing.

  If it goes well, I will also arrange an 'accident' to let those disgusting guys show their true colors.

   Then you will know.

   The war of faith you launched is just.

   and absolutely necessary. "

   "Half a year?"

   Pope Fao turned the rosary, nodded slightly, and said:

   "This time is indeed enough time for me to prepare, but if you can get some more tangible evidence, maybe I can make up my mind faster.

It would also be easier to persuade other archbishops    with evidence rather than fanaticism of faith.

   And have you ever thought about one thing, Drake Jr.

  The fleet of Kul Tiras roams the seas, and a large part of the reason is because of the help of the tidesage, if you destroy the Church of the Storm, your country will too.”

   "I'm not worried about that at all, Your Majesty."

  The pirate waved his hand.

   He said casually:

   "If the Kul Tirans will be defeated by the sea without the Tide Sages, it means that they still lack something. Getting rid of that tumor will not have any effect on my country.

   I am a firm believer in this!

   And it's time for the game on the sea to become fairer, and Dai Lin can't be allowed to play 'simple mode' all the time.

   The person sitting on the throne is always lonely.

   is called the 'King of the Sea', and his loneliness must be as big as the sea.

  Then, as his eldest son, I always have to be responsible for my old man, find some ‘fun’ from time to time, and maintain his desire to fight. "

   "That's it, Your Majesty."

  The pirates gave Pope Fao a resignation, saying:

   "I will stay in the northern frontier for a few days, and then head to the Burning Steppes, where I have seen the fall of the Horde, I will immediately head to Duskwood to bring your disciples back to the light.

  I will do what I promise.

  You too, do what you promise. "

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  Through the portal left by the old Lich, Black and the Pope returned to Lordaeron.

   The Pope was very worried, and he had to rush back to the Holy Light's Hope Chapel with the relic, so he did not stop there.

  Black bought some drinks in an old bar that Dalene occasionally cared for, and after filling up the supplies, he came to Ravenholdt's intelligence point in the city.

   "Help me deliver a letter."

  Black told the Ravenholdt intelligence agent in the intelligence point:

   "Send it to Mathias Shaw, and say that I will go to Khaz Modan to meet him someday and prepare him to meet his old friend."

   "Okay, Lord Black."

   The intelligence officer here is an old man with quick movements, and at first glance he looks like a high-level assassin.

   But after Blake had delivered the letter, the old man gave him another strange message:

   "Your Excellency, the 'Master Assassin Trial' you submitted to the organization has been accepted. It is said that Ms. Pasonia Shore will personally preside over your trial, right on the frontline."

   The intelligence officer said to Black with a strange expression:

   "In addition, Ms. Shaw has sent a special message to the intelligence points in Lordaeron and Dalaran, let us tell you something."

"Say."

  Blake played with the jug in his hand and looked at the decoration of this information point disguised as a clothing store. He planned to buy himself a few more clothes for different occasions.

   The old intelligence officer behind him coughed lightly and relayed Granny Shaw's words to him.

The content of    is very simple, just one sentence:

   "High-ranking assassin Blake Shaw, I already know about you and that **** Garona. It's a pity that you lost the friendship of the Shaw family."

"Um?"

  The action of the pirate who was picking the strips stopped, then he shrugged and said while picking:

   "It sounds like the old man is very angry, which is not good for health."

   "This, this, and this, I want it all. Make me some hunting clothes and dresses, try to hurry up, I will use them later."

  PS:

  Thank you brothers for your monthly ticket support on the last day of this month, this is a thank you to everyone.

  The chapter of adding updates is a bit hard to come by, but there is really no way to add more. Yesterday, the two brothers rewarded the leader, and the number of updates to be added next month has skyrocketed to 35 chapters.

   I am really in pain and happy.

   The current manuscripts are really not as many as you think, mainly because my daughter-in-law is due to give birth in October, and the next time is busy, and two books are updated at the same time, so it is basically difficult to save manuscripts.

   And a period of time after the child was born, let alone adding updates, I was probably under a lot of pressure to maintain normal updates at that time, and I had to try my best to maintain it.

   Therefore, I hope brothers and sisters understand.

   Next month's plus is the 21st, and it will be delivered on time!

   (end of this chapter)