Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 784 115. Don't look at me like that, who doesn't have a little hobby yet?

   "Boom"

   There was a loud noise at the extreme altitude, and a purple-black beam of light penetrated the clouds, causing the first mate dragon on the Nagfar on the sea to raise his head and look in that direction.

   After a few seconds, she saw an aircraft whirling with black smoke falling from the clouds, which made Sefir let out a sigh of relief.

   Well, it turns out that whether it is facing the enemy of flesh and blood or facing the tough steel, the captain of his own is still that magical and invincible man.

   He won again.

   "Let's go!"

  Sefir waved his arms and shouted to the ghost ship under his feet:

   "Retrieve that falling object. Although it has begun to smoke, the repairs should still work. The Nagfar also needs its own **** aircraft, and that thing is very suitable."

The    Ghost Ship agreed with Sefir's suggestion.

   So it quickly dived into the bottom of the sea and rushed towards the direction where the aircraft fell.

  In the sky, a white parachute was also opened in the clouds. King Mechagon, who was covered in black and gray, extended this special parachute from the machine behind him, so that the high speed of his fall was relieved.

  Blake was unable to dodge the beam of light shot by Thalkiel's head. Not only was his beloved aircraft pierced up and down, but he himself was also injured.

   The mechanical body that was carefully remodeled was cut off by a third of the high-energy magic rays, causing him to lose his arm and left leg, and there are still smooth cuts on the cut wounds.

   You can even see the various modules that are still running in the body.

   Drops of black engine oil and white lubricating fluid kept dripping from the sky, like a bleeding wound.

   But such an injury is not fatal at all for a mechanical gnome.

   He only needs to find a suitable hiding place, and then find some parts to patch together to repair it, and then he can return to its heyday.

   But unfortunately, His Majesty Mechagon knew very well that the life-seeker rushing down at high speed above was unlikely to give him this chance to recover.

   "Woohoo!"

   In the higher clouds, Black folded his wings and rushed towards King Mechagon's parachute like a falling cannonball, who also swung the only remaining left arm and used the ray gun on his arm to fight back at the pirates.

   but was easily dodged by Black.

  After a flash, Black, who had canceled the demon transformation, put his hands and feet together in a comical posture, lying on the body of King Mechagon like a koala.

With quick hands and feet, he took off his parachute module under Mechagon's scolding, tied it to himself, pulled out the legendary long sword, and cut his throat with a slash, sending His Majesty the King's The mechanical head was lifted in his hand.

  The abandoned mechanical body fell down, exploded with a roar at a height of 100 meters, and splashed beautiful and gorgeous fireworks on the sea.

   "I think you guys didn't just steal titan engineering, you took bad inspiration from goblin engineering, right?"

  The pirate suspended in the air enjoyed the experience of parachute gliding, holding Mechagon's mechanical head in his left hand, he looked at the big bulb-like eyes and said:

   "Everything you make seems to explode. That's good. It's full of insane deterrent."

   "I am immortal."

   King Mechagon had only one head left, but he was still stubborn.

   His mouth moved up and down like a real life, and he drove the sophisticated sound module, shouting to Black:

   "The body is just a dispensable ornament to me. My consciousness has been uploaded. As long as Mechagon is still alive, I can live forever.

   My great plan of purity will come to pass, and you poor flesh can't stop it! "

   "Is that what you mean by 'unstoppable'?"

  Blake lifted the mechanical head in his hand and let it see the returning bomb from the distant sky that had slipped towards the sea. All the propellers of that thing were destroyed, and most of the bomb body was frozen.

  It is like a sparkling gem, shining with colorful streamers under the sunlight.

   But he no longer has the ability to fly, and finally crossed a perfect arc in the sky, smashed into the sea, and splashed the sky.

The gnomes behind the   aircraft and the blue dragon were celebrating, while a sweaty Oversbuck was holding a quirky module aloft, receiving the cheers of the gnomes with pride and glory.

"what!"

  The mechanical king was strongly stimulated, he let out a scream of incompetence and fury, and was patted on the head by Black again, turned it back, and looked up and down.

   Finally, the pirate rubbed his chin and said:

   "The shape of your head is great, I mean, your head is not suitable for making a magic weapon to carry around, but maybe it can be a perfect mechanical 'ashtray'."

   "You're humiliating me, you **** pirate!"

   His Majesty Mechagon screamed loudly, but was then choked by the pirates. Blake looked at him, stretched out his hand to adjust the parachute, and said in a strange tone:

   "How on earth did you perform surgery to strip yourself of humanity and emotions? Why do I feel that you are more likely to be provoked than the average mechanical dwarf?

   I have a lich friend who is truly emotionally stripped.

   Compared with the always calm him, you are too far behind, Your Majesty.

  Look at you, your own dehumanization has failed so much, how can you use yourself as a template to promote this unreliable experiment. "

   "Om"

   King Mechagon couldn't answer this question. Facing Black's provocation, he finally chose to turn off his last energy source. As the light in his big bulb's eyeballs dissipated, the mechanical head in Black's hand was completely silent.

   "Is this a suicide?"

  The pirate asked the Sakir skull suspended beside him, and the old man's skull turned around and observed the mechanical head, and it said:

   "No, no, he just went to sleep and can be woken up."

   "Then wake him up!"

  The pirate whistled and said:

   "He fell asleep before I finished speaking, which is really rude! Wake him up, let me finish all the sarcasm in my heart, and proudly declare to him that his city is mine.

   I love seeing the faces of these guys after they fail. "

   "You're a real villain."

  Sakir Gaga smiled and touched Mechagon's mechanical head with his skull, and used magic power as energy to impact the energy battery in the mechanical skull, it said:

   "Destroy the bodies and careers of the losers, and torture their souls. You really have the potential for evil."

   "Well, fail."

  Black tossed Mechagon's head up and down like a toy in his hands, and he stretched his voice and said:

   "Who doesn't like failure? That terrible feeling of being so miserable and desperate that you can't wait to blow up the whole world to be buried with it is really fascinating.

  yo, you are awake, my dear majesty.

   We had a good chat just now, so let me go to bed after I finish my thoughts.

   Besides, you will have to face your son in a while.

   Take a good summary of your own failures and pass it on to your favorite son. "

   "You villain!"

   In the roar of King Mechagon's fury, but with Black's helpless roar, the pirate swayed and fell to his precious ship.

   It was floating on the sea, and the ghosts and sea knights on the ship, as well as the murloc pirates, were sent out to store the broken aircraft that sank to the bottom of the sea.

  Ten minutes later, in the captain's room of the Nagfar, Prince Erazmin pushed open the door and came in, and saw Black holding his father's mechanical head, stroking it with a lonely face.

   It's like losing something important.

   "What's the matter with you? Mr. Black."

  Mechanical Prince asked suspiciously.

  The magic eyeball on Black's shoulder glanced at him, and then handed him the mechanical head that was no longer able to speak, and said:

   "I have sad and sad news to tell you, Your Royal Highness, that your father committed suicide.

   He couldn't bear the pain and despair of his failure, shattered his data consciousness in the irritability of self-destruction, and won back his final decency in this painful way. "

  The pirate wiped his eyes playfully and said:

   "I've been chatting with him, trying to persuade him to dismiss this bad attention, but my chatting skills have yet to be improved, and I haven't been able to save him.

   Alas, I deliberately kept this head not to break him, I just hope you father and son can have a good chat.

   But unfortunately, my efforts failed. "

   Prince Erazmin took over his father's mechanical head with a complicated mood. He didn't immediately answer, or thank him, let alone scold Black.

   Instead, he looked at the things in his hand with a very serious attitude.

   After a few seconds, he raised his head, the "~" symbol representing regret appeared on the transformation module of his eyes, and he said to Blake in a helpless tone:

   "Thank you for helping us stop my father's crazy plan, I totally feel your courage, responsibility and kindness. You don't need to be disappointed by my father's 'self-suffering'.

  As a mechanic, I must tell you responsibly.

  My father is still 'alive'.

   He was not killed by you. "

"Um?"

  Blake's face showed a sluggish expression of "how could this be?" He pointed to the mechanical head and said:

   "I saw with my own eyes that he ended his mechanical life, and I checked with a pocket calculator, and he shattered his consciousness and completely formatted the database of memories.

   I asked Trixie before that this form basically declares the complete death of a mechanical being. "

   "Yes, that does mean the death of the mechanical gnome, but my father has already completed the ultimate transformation of his body after all."

The prince    pointed to his fleshy head and explained to Black:

   "His existence can no longer be regarded as an ordinary life. According to my father's theory, after he has completed the decoding of his soul, he has a characteristic that can be called 'immortality'.

   At the same time you killed his body, he transferred his soul to a backup body in a way you can't imagine, it's hard for me to explain this complex principle to you in a sentence or two.

   But you can understand that my father gave up all his current mechanical enhancements and was reborn in another way.

   He may now exist on any machine on the island with a data chip, or in a program in the Mechagon Database.

   He turned himself into a 'ghost'. "

   Having said that, His Royal Highness glanced at the mechanical head in his hand and said:

   "This is a secret known only to those who have experienced the 'Mechanical Return'. It is a forbidden technology in all Mechagon's inventions. I also learned about it from a chat with my father before.

   I can't even fully understand the principle of this transfer, it should be the advanced technology that my father has acquired from the knowledge of the Titans. "

   "Then do you have a way to detect him?"

   Black coughed and asked:

   "If you can't kill him once, use it twice. I don't believe there is a 'reincarnation' without side effects in this world. As long as you kill him enough times, he will die, right?"

   "Well, it does. Every transfer of memory data loses some core information."

   Prince Erazmin explained very rigorously and academically:

   "According to my father's calculations, after five reincarnations at most, an imperfect data body like him will completely forget his identity and memory.

   But as long as Mechagon continues to make robots with chips, he will live on, and just live.

   At that point, he'll be a mechanized walking dead, no threat.

  You have helped us so much, you have saved our country and our civilization, and you have prevented the mechanical gnomes from being known to other races as the Destroyer.

  This kindness is enough to make us grateful, we can no longer rudely ask you to do more for us.

   So follow up on my father and we'll take over.

   Now, please go back to Mechagon with us, Lord Black, and we will hold a great celebration feast for you and your companions on our island.

   Also celebrating that we finally took our city back. "

   "Banquet? All right."

  Blake complained in a weird tone:

   "Although I don't think it's a good thing to have a party when your dad just 'dies', but since you've made up your mind, I'll be there.

   After all, we can still talk about a lot of things, such as my pay for this trip and so on.

   In addition, I have an unkind request, dear His Royal Highness Prince Erazmin, as you can see, in addition to being a pirate, I am also a 'collector'. "

  Black took out the head of Gul'dan from his body, and took out the head of Thakiel, and placed it on his desk. He supported his chin with both hands, and said to the mechanical prince:

   "I like to keep the heads of powerful enemies I encountered and conquered as collectibles to commemorate my life experiences, so this may be an overkill, but I hope I can collect your father's skull.

   The head of a mechanical life, this is definitely the only one in the collection of all skull collectors in Azeroth!

  My treasury will be more 'tasteful' because of it. "

   (end of this chapter)