Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 781 112. You lowly flesh and blood! Bow down to the invincible steel

In front of the incinerator of the ever-busy Diyon Scrapyard, the **** mistress Wendy Cogsworth is discussing "academic knowledge" about the "Waste Way" with the old Ghani standing in the smog. .

  Although Blake came to block the knife this time, Old Gani was surprisingly not disgusted, nor did he jump up and down to insult.

   On the contrary, when it saw the distribution of the Diyuan garbage dump in front of it, it knew that it had encountered a "master".

   As Black said in his evaluation.

   This garbage dump looks chaotic, but it actually contains heaven and earth.

  The owner of this garbage dump used a unique standard to divide all the garbage into different systems without destroying the chaotic appearance of the garbage dump itself.

  This is definitely not an area that ordinary scavengers can easily reach.

  Old Garni could see at a glance that the owner of the garbage dump in front of him was definitely someone who understood the "way of garbage", and he was also the most needed talent under his command.

   As a result, the instant the God of the Garbage Pile was summoned, he was full of energy and showed his true skills.

   It said in a mocking and arrogant tone to the trashy mistress staring at him:

   "I would love to compliment you on how well you take care of your trash heap, but my knowledge prevents me from saying that. The trash heap is good, but only good.

   It's far from being 'perfect'.

  I have to tell you that although you have created a garbage classification method by yourself, it is too rough and only a prototype. You must be polished with wisdom before you can sum up a higher-end "garbage method".

  You simply divide garbage into recyclable and non-recyclable?

   Hehe, what a pathetic wisdom of mortals. "

   "What nonsense are you talking about with your fancy flesh and blood?"

   In the face of Old Gani's questioning, the trash mistress suddenly exploded. She waved the big wrench in her hand and shouted:

   "My classification method is perfect!"

"Oh, really?"

  Old Gani chuckled. It used its flexible claws to pick up several metal stumps from the garbage dump next to it and put them in front of Wendy's eyes. It said:

   "With your classification method, you can only divide them into two kinds of garbage. But I can divide them into four kinds! This is still the most basic classification.

   Going a step further, they can be divided into four categories and twelve sub-items.

   Even your incinerator is completely inadequate for the test of the truly tough way of garbage, you only know how to use the power of flame to advance your way.

   But I tell you, in the path of power of the way of garbage, you must also make good use of the power of earth, storm and water.

   If you want to listen and learn about my trash, I'd love to take the time to explain it for you. But you have listened to the precious knowledge of the trash god, and you must become my 'great scavenger'.

  You have to accept the mission I have given you to go to every garbage dump around the world, and teach the knowledge of these precious ways of garbage to everyone who needs to use them. "

   "Hehe, I don't believe it! You're just bragging."

   Mechagon's trash mistress is obviously a very confident mechanical dwarf. She put her wrench in her waist, raised her head, folded her arms, and stared at the old Ghani in front of her with her electronic eyes.

she says:

   "Go ahead, tell me your so-called perfect knowledge of garbage sorting, I'm listening. If you can convince me with your theory, I'd be willing to join your **** church.

   But if you can't convince me."

   She whistled, the head lying beside the garbage heap was the largest, with rust all over her body, and when she saw the mighty and ferocious mechanical rabid dog, she roared and rushed to the owner's side, roaring mechanically at Old Gani.

   "If you can't convince me, I'll throw you to my beloved and loyal rabid dog K.U-J.0. for dinner!"

  Trash mistress Wendy snorted, slapped her beloved mechanical hound, and said coldly:

   "After I made it myself, I haven't tasted the taste of flesh and blood."

   "Yo, this is the supreme duel of the 'Trash Way', I'm an ignorant pirate so I won't join in the fun."

   Seeing that Old Gani and the trash mistress were about to have a showdown, Blake, who was squatting and listening with relish, also stood up. He patted the dust on his body and said to Old Gani:

   "My good friend, you have ushered in the first fierce challenger to your supreme position on the Way of Trash, I don't think you will lose, this is your domain after all.

   But I have other things to do, and I can't be here to witness the glorious moment of your victory.

   However, if you are unfortunate enough to lose in the final battle where you bet on the "God of the Garbage Pile", then my fleet will gladly accept you. I mean, let it go and fight.

   Let that arrogant dwarf take a good look at your supreme understanding of garbage, and don't be afraid if you lose the status of the **** of garbage, I will protect you.

  The Pirate Junkyard on Tol Ballard Island will always be your warm home. "

   "Bah"

  Old Garni spit out angrily, it whipped Black with its slender tail, and said:

   "You **** can't say anything good, it's disgusting, get out. How could I possibly lose? I'm the **** of garbage in Azeroth.

   A mere mortal.

   I will harvest one of the most qualified scavengers today, 10,000 times more qualified than you. "

  Black shrugged and was driven away by old Ghani.

  The eyeballs on his shoulders glanced around, and all the attention of the trash mother Wendy was attracted by the old Gani at this time, and the mechanical rabid dogs under her command also entered a boring sleep mode.

  The pirates swaggered out of the junkyard without being stopped by anyone.

  Leveraging the "power" of old Gani, he walked to the console of the scrap yard in a grand manner, cut off the last energy node, and completely shut down the city defense system.

   whistled again, followed the garbage entrance and slipped into the Mechanical Throne Hall in the deepest part of Mechagon City. A group of watchmen, as well as ship doctors and warriors, are already here waiting for him.

  This is a high place.

   Along the terrain here, you can see a mechanical tower in the center of the hollowed-out underground, independent of the entire Mechagon underground complex.

  It stands in the underground rock formation, is made and supported by metal and machinery, its grand and mighty shape obviously imitates the shape of those Titan buildings, but it has been reduced several times by the same amount.

   But against the backdrop of the giant machines and energy conduits around, there is still a sense of shock.

   And even though the power of the entire Mechagon City has been turned off by 80% by Black and his party, the tower is still brightly lit.

   Obviously, it also has an independent energy system.

   "We've all hit here, and the Mechagon king hasn't come forward yet."

   Behind Black, the black-robed ship doctor Natalie said worriedly:

   "This proves that he is either completely insane and doesn't care about the survival of his city.

   Or it proves that he is very confident in his own strength. Even if the city is about to be retaken by the rebels, he is confident enough to complete the comeback on his own. "

  The smelly pirate heard this, shrugged his shoulders and said:

   "Don't guess, it's obviously the latter, and I think he does have the ability to fight back. But it doesn't matter, everyone came prepared."

  The magic eyeball on his shoulder spun and looked at other parts of the city. After the strong electromagnetic interference of the city defense system was terminated, several portals have been opened all over the city.

  The Rustbolt Rebels on the surface, under the command of Prince Erazmin, rushed into the city from the portal and began to take over important facilities. The prince himself and Overspark, as well as Kelsey Steelspark, also roared to the crowd in the Rustbolt Resistor Aircraft.

   "Unbelievable, you really did it."

   Prince Erazmin exclaimed:

   "The success rate of this Jedi counterattack raid was less than 40% in my calculations, but with your help, we have really recaptured our city.

   All mechanical gnomes will remember this day.

   As long as our civilization exists, we will always remember this kindness. "

   "Hey, it's too early for you to be happy?"

  Black pointed to the mechanical tower in front, he patted the prince on the shoulder, and said:

   "The most troublesome guy is there. Your dad looks confident, but I really don't think he's easy to deal with. Maybe you can start with an emotional offensive.

Isn't that what    says in the story?

  At the last moment of the confrontation between good and evil, the big villain changed his mind because of the persuasion of his relatives. "

"impossible."

   Prince Erazmin bowed his head and said in a sad and low mood:

   "Father has already completed the transformation of the mechanical origin, and he has stripped away his own humanity to strengthen his future arrangements for this world.

   He is a true heart of iron, and he no longer has that beating heart.

   He claims that all the so-called personalities and emotions are the conspiracy of the ancient gods, he wants to purify the world, and he starts by purifying himself. "

   "Okay, I'm just joking, trying to clear the heavy atmosphere here."

  Blake chuckled lightly, moving his fingers and saying to the others:

   "After a while, I will attract the attention of King Mechagon.

  You go to deal with the mechanical return bomb that may have been completed. I'll buy you enough time to stop its countdown before it detonates!

   or remove it.

  If you can't do it, then we're really screwed today.

   It’s the same sentence. Luckily, I have a high probability of being able to survive as a steel vrykul, but not for others.

   Especially you, elves. "

  The pirate said to a group of watchmen:

   "Humans, dwarves and gnomes can all be purified and have a chance to survive, but you are the only ones who will die when you face it.

   Your origins are different from ours.

   That homing bomb is definitely a destructive thing to you. "

   "Good 'inspirational' pre-war mobilization."

  Fina whispered:

   "If what you said is true, then you won't survive. I discovered your little secret when you were in the hot spring, Blake, and you are not a pure-blooded human.

   You have sharp ears like mine, don't know how you did it, but you are indeed a half-elf now, don't forget that. "

   Fenner's "reminder" made Blake's expression gloomy. He turned his head and said to Fenner in a strange tone:

   "Did you peek at me in the hot spring? What the **** are you, you are really what you asked me to say about you!"

   "Who peeked!"

  Fina covered her cheeks and retorted plausibly:

   "I just accidentally saw it, I definitely didn't peek! Don't talk nonsense, you bastard!"

   "Well, so, shall we act now? Or shall we wait here for the two of them to finish their fight?"

   Nasa said quietly:

   "It's okay, I'm not urging you. You keep arguing, we have plenty of time. Isn't it the catastrophe of the destruction of the world? In front of such a **** quarrel, you can wait for a while."

"Humph"

  The pirate snorted arrogantly, and jumped into the Rustbolt Resistor's cockpit. The others also climbed up. The watchers don't need this.

   They jumped from this underground cliff, using the glide of the watchman's cloak and the blinking skills of the watchman, and accurately landed on the edge of the mechanical tower.

   Prince Erazmin suspended the Rustbolt Resistor on the elevator platform, he took a deep breath, drew a cutting sword from behind, followed behind everyone, and walked into the Mechanical Throne Hall where his father was.

   King Mechagon apparently noticed the invaders long ago, and his throne room didn't even close the door.

When everyone walked into this hall, what they saw was King Mechagon sitting on an air suppression unit, suspended at a high place, using a very precise wrench and steam hammer to screw the casing of a giant mechanical device. a screw.

   "Wait a minute, my dear child."

   When everyone stepped into the Mechanical Hall, King Mechagon, who was exactly the same as the vision he saw in the metal garbage dump in Tiragarde Strait, was not furious.

   On the contrary, while checking the machine he made by himself, he said gently in a weird electronic voice:

   "After your poor old father has done the last test for the 'Returning Bomb', we can begin to transform your return. This project has been delayed for too long.

   I hope you can stand with me and witness the first test explosion of the Origin Bomb.

   I've set a really good test point for it, in the city of Boralus, the capital of the kingdom of Kul Tiras not far from us.

   There are millions of contaminated flesh and blood there, which is a very suitable place to test explosions. "

  Everyone was silent.

   In such silence, King Mechagon took it slow, as if he was telling his friends about his plans, and revealed his plans exactly as they were:

   "The homing bomb over Boralus is just the beginning, my boy, that bright and just light will announce the dawn of a new age.

   After the test explosion is successful, we will create more bombs to purify all cities in the Eastern Continent, Northrend and Kalimdor.

  The pollution left by the ancient gods will be cleaned up by our own hands, and the whole world will return to the purest era in the plan of returning to the source, and those compatriots who have been purified will form guardians with us.

  We will go to the lair of those evil gods and kill them all!

  Then, having completed our great mission, we can return to Mechagon or to our ancient homeland of Gnomeregan, where we can enjoy endless life.

   We will end this era of pollution and usher in a perfect era with our own hands.

  We will save this dirty world that has been poisoned deeply.

   This is our great mission!

   I'm really honored to be able to do it myself. "

   (end of this chapter)