Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 811 142. I can't think of how I can lose?

   "The weaver is above, what the **** happened here?"

  The little star landed on the square in the center of the city carrying a group of people, but Blake had disappeared, and there was only a piece of ice that covered the square.

   There are so many pieces of ice, which are stacked on the ground layer by layer, allowing the pale and dim light above the head to shine down, reflecting a strange and cold light on the ice.

   Even the well-informed little star can't understand the cause of these ice fragments.

   This is very similar to the scene created by the ice mages using the ice-biting formula, but if it was Xiao Xingxing himself, the blue dragon's spellcasting ability would not be able to shatter so many twisted flesh in an instant.

   The flesh-and-blood strength of Void creatures when they are twisted and corrupted is not comparable to that of ordinary life. Even Ke'sil, who is not good at melee combat, is far more tenacious than normal species in terms of vitality.

   Their resistance to elements and arcane magic is even more desperate.

   This is the "blessing" that Void gives them.

  “Shu”

   Windrunner's mother jumped down from behind the dragon and landed lightly on the ground. She squatted there, stretched out her armour and brushed the "Broken Ice Hell" under her feet.

  The frozen flesh and blood remnants in those ice scum made an emotionless undead like her feel sick.

   "This is no longer a killing."

  Emeriel Shadowguard who fell behind Windrunner's mother also looked at the slaughtered **** in front of her with a look of surprise. She said softly:

   “This is abuse and demonstrations.”

   "They really annoyed him."

  General Lireza looked at the broken ice in her hand, and she whispered in a complicated tone:

   "I've never seen him hate something so much. My disciple was warlike and vicious, but he never abused his enemies, and now he's overstepped his limits.

   We're going to see a Blake Shaw who will do anything to destroy something.

   It's really scary to think about. "

   "He's always been like this, it's just that he doesn't want us to see him other than his rambunctious playfulness."

  Fina also jumped down.

  The stupid warrior didn't feel anything about the cruel scene in front of her. She curled her lips and said:

   "What Blake wants to do is not impossible. The reason why he made this scene is indeed for demonstration, but I guess it is not just a demonstration of the void."

  Fenna glanced at Dai Lin, who had a complicated complexion, and deliberately lengthened her voice and said:

"Isn't this just because of some people's inaction? He didn't investigate after his loved ones were killed, probably because Haixian was very important to his career, so he would rather pretend that he didn't see what happened to those Haixians. suspected.

  If some people really want to be good parents as he said, why do we need to work so hard to clean up this mess now? "

   "Poof"

   Fenna's precise fill-up made Dai Lin's complexion even paler.

Admiral    moved his lips, but was unable to say a word in the end. Any explanation seemed so pale at this point. He may really be a failed father and a failed king.

   Think about it carefully, haven’t the Haixians shown their feet in the past?

   Not necessarily.

   Every few years, there will be shipwrecks on this side of Stormsong Strait. Obviously there are no reefs under the sea here, but these tragedies have been prevaricated by the sea sages in the name of "disrespecting the sea".

  The official never thought to investigate further.

   Fenna is right.

   Haixian is very useful to Kul Tiras, and their importance to the combat effectiveness of the fleet is unquestionable, so everyone selectively ignores these small "flaws".

   Including Dai Lin.

   So, Drake's rebellion wasn't just because of his youthfulness.

   Also, because he wants to make up for the faults of his failed father and ancestors, he has to become a pirate who has been spurned by others, so he can justifiably attack these Haixians who are sheltered by the kingship of Kul Tiras?

   Those who are immersed in grand plans and dominance need power too much, so they ignore the lights and the shadows behind them.

   "We should go."

  Little Star saw the bright white moonlight shining high above the city, she reminded:

   "The Great Dispelling Magic of the Watchers and the Priest of the Moon is about to take effect. If you don't want to be temporarily dispelled and weakened by the power in your body, then leave quickly!

   There is still a battle to be fought. "

"Walk."

  Windrunner mother threw away the ice in her hand and gave an order.

   A group of people quickly climbed on the back of Xiaoxing's dragon, Fenna jumped up last, she looked back at Dai Lin who was standing still, and shouted:

   "Old man, you're crazy! Come on up! When will you not be able to repent? You will be the striker for a while."

   "You guys go."

   Dai Lin whistled and summoned his royal griffin to turn over and ride on it. He said to the little star and the people behind the dragon:

   "I'm not confessing, I just realized that I have to do something, and it's too late, but better than nothing."

   He looked at the gloomy island where the Temple of Storms was blurred in the distance.

He says:

   "Fina, if I don't go back in the end. Take care of your two mothers and your younger siblings."

"are you crazy!"

   Fenna exclaimed:

   "Go take care of them yourself, don't leave the responsibility to me so casually? I'm busy too, okay? Come back to me!"

   "That's a sin that I brought up with my own hands, and I have to deal with it myself. Like you said, as a father, I have to behave properly in front of you children.

  I don't want to spend the rest of my life under your contemptuous eyes.

  I will fix them.

   Fight them to the end of hell.

  Don't come! "

   Dailin, who was carrying the trident and Odin's shield, threw a word and rushed into the sky with the neighing of the griffins. Little Xingxing wanted to chase, but the light of the Great Dispelling Magic had already shone to the extreme.

   In desperation, the blue dragon flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

   A few seconds later, the city below was shrouded in a holy and bright moonlight, like a shining waterfall, radiating outward from the source point, and all the dark things that did not belong to the material world were dispelled in the torrent.

   Brennadam's disaster was over thirty minutes after it fell.

   However, this is only the first act of Stormsong War.

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   "Close all city gates and send high-level sea sages to activate the tide barrier."

  Storsong Valley, on an island outside the Eastern Strait, is located in the top hall of the Temple of the Storms here. The fully Kethilized Lord Stormsong wears the Stormcaller's Crown and holds a dark void stone.

   He stood under the ocean tide icon in the hall in his original preaching attitude, spread his arms, and declared to the high-ranking sea sages who were kneeling on the ground in front of him:

   "Humble servants of the dark gods, the time has come to spread glory, and we need not hide. The warbringers of N'Zoth will destroy all our foreign enemies in Stormsong Valley, and we will purify the realm with the power of the abyss.

  In the end, we will sweep the whole world, and the glory of the dark empire will be pulled away by our own hands.

   Go!

  Open the Furnace of Storms, summon the Sleepless Secret Party, open the Abyssal Council, welcome the arrival of the Void Herald, and prepare for a grand sacrifice of flesh and blood.

  All eyes will be opened today! "

   Under the call of his ancient divine language, he sent those lonely and gloomy tide sages into the void one by one, revealing their true colors as Kethil.

  The enchantment outside the hall is opened, and the water of the abyss is summoned to shape the corrupted elements.

   In the secret lair beneath the temple, the mysterious Abyssal Whisperer also began to hatch the Void Eggs that already existed there.

   The entire Temple of the Storm is like a war machine, activated to its proper turbulent posture in an instant.

   And the sea water surrounding this big island also tumbled. In the unison of the fallen sea sages, the sky became gloomy, and the dark thunder mixed with the violent storm poured down.

  The summoned sea monster stretched out its terrifying tentacles from the sea, like a protection of fallen flesh and blood, protecting the entire island.

   Pale light streaks across the sky, making the dark temple even more hazy.

   Large swaths of tide sages, guided by their K'silized leaders, passed through the gloomy stony caves, and weapons with the power of the void were released.

   Those godless guardian sea knights were also assembled and deployed at important nodes.

The   Temple of Storms was transformed into a fortress almost instantly.

   As the headquarters of the Church of the Storms in the ocean, the defenses here are strong enough to resist the frontal firepower of the Kul Tiras fleet.

  To take this place, at least tens of thousands of troops are required to attack without any casualties with the support of saturated magic.

   But the Haixians are not just here.

   It is useless to break through the Temple of the Storm.

   Don't forget, there are tidesages aboard every major battleship in the Kul Tiras fleet.

After giving the order, Lord Stormsong stood alone in the empty tidal hall. Although he had degenerated into Kethil, he was still the same as when he was still a human being, humbly moving his twisted body, half-kneeling. before the Tide Icon.

   He was praying.

   is not just prayer.

   With the echo of the words of the abyss.

   Soon, in front of the ancient tide icon, magic power gathered into the figure of a lady.

   Queen Azshara's languid image looked down at Lord Stormsong below, and she said in her signature royal sister's husky voice:

   "You have failed, poor wretch. You have boasted to the messengers of Ny'alotha that you will give N'Zoth a sea daemon capable of conquering the world.

   But I didn't see any figure of the sea devil.

   All I see is a group of poor people who are frightened by accidents and accidents. You don't even realize that you have stepped into the trap of some conspirator. You are too arrogant and have come to a dead end.

   Are you calling me now to ask me to save you?

   My incompetent subjects. "

   "No, Your Majesty Azshara, we have not failed."

  Lord Stormsong let out a grotesque laughter that no human could ever have, and said in a chaotic voice:

"I will still offer my sacrifice to the dark god, he will become the founder of the dark empire, I have no doubt about it. And I call you here, just ask you to help me to the sea tide sages scattered over the South China Sea communicators convey information.

  Church of Storms is doomed to no longer be able to dominate the faith of this kingdom, what a pity.

   But we left the seed.

  The fleet of Farewell, the faithful believer, has left Kul Tiras, and he will sail to the South Seas. The sea sages on the first and second fleets of Kul Tiras must cooperate with him fully.

The    Kul Tiras fleet will be on their own turf, suffering a horrific defeat not seen in centuries past, and their defeat will be the sustenance for our rise.

  Dailyn also realizes this.

  Without Haixian, his proud fleet would be nothing!

   He has his ideals, he has his great cause, he will need us, he will accept us again, he will become one of us.

   It's only a matter of time. "

   "Well, the sea merchants of Kul Tiras will become the most powerful group of pirates in the South China Sea? What's wrong? One or two are going to become pirates like crazy."

   Queen Azshara covered her mouth full of sarcasm and chuckled in a charming manner:

   "It's like a strange era has been kicked off. It's really getting more and more lively on this boring sea, it's a good show.

   I was already looking forward to the climax of this scene.

   But my subject, you should know that you probably won’t be able to survive today. Do you have any last words that I need to pass on?

   A benevolent ruler like me is willing to deliver such a trivial message to the incompetent waste who generously died. "

   "I don't think I will lose, at least not today."

  Lord Stormsong and Queen Azshara both serve N'Zoth though.

   But obviously the two are not the same faction, when faced with the queen's arrogant ridicule, the Lord Kethil raised his head and said:

"I have a fortress, I have loyal servants and soldiers, I have blessings from the dark gods, and I have the power to fight! Even if Daelin unites the warriors of the Church of the Holy Light and the Kingdom of the Moon God, what will happen? ?

   They are destined to be unable to pass through the veil of the dark gods to defeat me, and my lord's servants of the abyss are on guard.

   He couldn't even use his fleet.

   And Dai Lin was stunned by anger, he has already held the gift of the abyss, he has embarked on a dark road, and he will eventually become the sea devil in my prophecy.

   I really don't think I'm going to lose.

   I can't imagine how I'm going to lose, Her Majesty.

  The legacy of the Church of the Storm will not end here, we have lost the shackles of Kul Tiras, and we will spread the glory of darkness throughout the world.

  The Kingdom of Storms, Gilneas, Lordaeron, Quel'Thalas, the sea sages who dispersed in advance will set foot on all countries with coastlines.

   Those places shrouded by the sea will be our glorious abodes. "

   "Hey, another guy whose brain was burned by N'Zoth's whispers, another guy who thought the power of the void was invincible, and another guy who was arrogant and would destroy himself.

   I really don't understand.

  Why does it not pick those really smart people every time it picks a spokesperson? "

   Queen Azshara called N'Zoth by his first name without any respect.

   She had lost interest in the conversation in front of her.

   Her magical image is dissipating, along with the Queen's final "blessing".

   "The unruly pirate with the intent to kill, the zealot full of confidence, and the admiral who fights against the abyss while holding the abyss. Massacre, hatred, guilt and justice, vengeance and salvation.

  The warriors sharpen their knives, and the evil is ready to fight to the death.

   is really a good show that I never get tired of watching.

   I knew the Proudmoores would never let me down.

   Do your best to make this battle more exciting. If you play well, it's not that I can't give you some rewards, my poor subjects. "

   (end of this chapter)