Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 833 164. The moment has finally come

   "Om"

   A fissure composed of a dark void spun open, alarming the Moon Eater Baku, who was comfortably "enjoying life" in the flesh and blood sanctuary of the Storm Furnace.

   The sea snake demigod raised his head lazily, and saw Blake hugging a girl and falling down from the spinning crack, this is not the point.

   In Baku's gaze, it can see the "landscape" on the other side of the open void fissure.

  Ny'alotha Sleeping City is crumbling.

  N'Zoth's Void Sanctuary is dismantling itself, like the destruction of a tiny world that was supposed to be the cage the Corruptors used to hold Dalene Proudmoore and Maiev Shadowsong.

  Everything went well until the plan was ruined by the stinky pirates.

  The "Sea Demon" and "Dark Inquisitor" that N'Zoth longed for were both brought back to the material world by Black, and its important deployment in Kul Tiras, the Church of the Storm, was levelled.

  The Furnace of Storms, which has been providing "food" to Ny'alotha from the material world, is also occupied.

   It took a long time to create the incarnation of consciousness in Ny'alotha, and it was ruthlessly destroyed, and even a small part of it was swallowed by Xalatas who took advantage of the fire.

  Although that conscious body can eventually be repaired, the loss of the Corruptor camp today is simply shocking, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as broken.

   That hate of N'Zoth.

   But what can a sealed prisoner do?

   "Blake Shaw, I curse you!"

  N'Zoth's fallen words echoed in the Furnace of Storms, mixed with the undisguised hatred of the Corruptor, which, as an Old God, was outrageous to hate a mortal so much.

   But the truth is, in the millions of years since the end of the Dominion War, no life has threatened and destroyed N'Zoth as deeply as Blake Shaw.

   is like a huge giant, one arm was bitten off by an ant today.

   And in the face of N'Zoth's unabashed outbursts of hatred, the pirate's response was quite straightforward.

   "Poof"

   The Eye of N'Zoth that stood on the edge of the Tempest Forge Sanctuary also ushered in its doom after the fall of Ny'alotha.

  The silver-grey legendary long sword was like a needle piercing an egg shell, swiped by Blake and stabbed into the dimmed eye of N'Zoth, and was slashed all the way by the pirates in the fall.

   looks like a balloon opening filled with liquid.

   The disgusting void mucus and filthy flesh constantly poured out from the rupture, which must have been painful, as can be seen from the constant trembling of the torn eyeball and the narrowing of the pupil.

   This eyeball is the planar connection point between the Furnace of Storms and the Fallen City.

   Its destruction means that N'Zoth will have to pay ten times more hardship to open the gates of the Void here, plus Ny'alotha has been completely destroyed.

  The stronghold of the Church of the Storm on this land has also been uprooted, and all the Void servants N'Zoth sent to this land have been slaughtered.

   This means that for a long, long time in the future, N'Zoth will no longer be able to project his consciousness onto the land of Kul Tiras.

   "call"

  The pirate let out a long sigh of relief. He shook off the dirty blood running on the blade of his sword. Looking at the completely dead eyeballs in front of him, all the pressure in his heart was released at this moment.

   This is the victory he wants to see.

   Victory without any trouble.

   "She's going to run away, little master, your 'new prisoner' doesn't seem so honest! Catch her, whip her, imprison her, humiliate her!

   I will give you all the help. "

  Xalatas's inscrutable voice sounded in Black's ear, the pirate disappeared with a whistle, and a flickering precision landed in front of Maiev who was leaning against the wall of flesh and wanted to enter the shadow and leave.

   He stretched out his hand, put it on Maiev's shoulder, and slammed the weak Warden against the wall.

  The pirate stared maliciously at Maiev's pale and weak cheeks and those black and white eyes that had become black and white after the Moonlight War God's power subsided, he said coldly:

"Where do you want to go? My prisoner, didn't I tell you just now that from today onwards, I'm your 'guardian'? If you want to escape without permission, it seems that you really need to be treated well. teach me a lesson."

   "click"

   In Maievuru's humiliated expression, her hands were quickly shackled by the pirates, and all the weapons on her body, including the watchman's cloak, were quickly removed.

"this is mine!"

  The pirate picked up the Azzinoth shard and shook it in front of Maiev. This dagger was well kept by the warden, and it seemed that it was often used as an assassination knife.

   "This is mine too."

Black took off his Nether Sea Water Chain from Maiev's waist again, put it upside down in his hand, and with an inexplicable pleasure of revenge, gritted his teeth, and slumped on the ground with his head lowered. Ms. Shadowsong, who spoke, said:

   "You hateful thief! It's finally in my hands. When I'm free, I'll hang you up, and then I'll take dozens of whips. But I'm more curious about another thing than this."

   He grabbed Maiev's ponytail somewhat roughly, forcing her to raise her head.

   He looked at Maivina who was always dodging his gaze and asked seriously:

   "Where did you learn about Ny'alotha Sleeping City?

This is not a secret to a prophet like me, but as far as I know, at this point in time, apart from Lord Stormsong, Queen Azshara, Xavius, and other high-ranking Corruptors, but Few people knew of N'Zoth's connection to Ny'alotha.

  No one knows that the Corruptors can also find the remains of the Dark Empire in their cages and rebuild them.

  You have been hiding in Stormsong Valley, and you have been waiting patiently for me to open the Furnace of Storms without saving your captured subordinates, and have chosen the most precise time to assassinate N'Zoth.

   I don't think it's a coincidence.

   I feel like you always knew my full plan, you always knew I was coming to Kul Tiras, you even knew what I was going to do with these cultists.

  You took advantage of my plan.

Who told you that!

Say! "

   "You really want to know?"

   In the face of Black's questioning, Maiev coughed a few times, and replied in her characteristic hoarse voice:

   "You are more than a prophet in this world, Blake Shaw."

"Do not!"

  Black grabbed Maiev's chin and seriously corrected:

   "Before Velen entered Azeroth, I was the only prophet in this world! Zul barely counted half, but you, an elf warden, went to find a Zandalari troll for divination?

   Do you think I'm stupid?

  You better be honest, Maiev. "

   The stinky pirate grabbed the lost piece of Azzinoth and scribbled on Maiev's pretty face, and he threatened:

   "Don't force me to slash a little crow on your face, you will know the pain."

   "Go on! Little Master."

   Xalatas stood by the fire and said:

   "Such a woman with a steely heart will not be frightened by you. Only by letting her know that you are a bottomless **** can you regain your advantage.

  Listen to me, scratch that face first! She knew she was afraid.

   All women are afraid of this. "

   "Why do you hate her so much?"

  The pirate asked in a strange tone in his heart:

   "You seem to hate her even more than I do. There really is a grudge between you, right?"

"No."

  Xalatas denied it.

she says:

   "Didn't I help you interrogate? This Maiev Shadowsong is too difficult to deal with, her weakness will not last long, little master, you must hurry up.

   Once she regains her strength, you can't trap her, and don't even try to lure her with soul magic, her mind is protected by Elune. "

   "Her body is also protected by Elune."

  The pirate said in his heart unlucky and depressing:

   "Do you think I don't want to beat her? But Elune is looking at me. I don't know if she will cry if I slash it, but I will.

   So, don't make up your mind. "

  Xalatas let out a regretful sigh. She couldn't refute the reason given by Black, thinking that if this continued, she would have to watch Maiev, the little bitch, and the little master really build a relationship.

   Then everything will stop.

no!

   You can't wait passively, you must take the initiative!

  Void Essence quickly made up her mind, she made a decision, all the great achievements of the Black Dragon Legion will die, if she loses Blake, she really loses all the foundation.

  In the case of messing with N'Zoth, she must hug the thigh of this amazing man, Black.

   "Little Master, I'll go back to Draenor right now."

  Xalatas coughed a few times and said to Black:

   "I will come back as fast as I can, and bring back the Atama crystals you desire, as well as enough materials for the Nagfar to complete all the keel enhancements.

  Please wait for my good news. "

"Um."

  Black nodded, glanced at the head of Thakiel at his waist, and told Xalatas:

   "By the way, help me bring a draenei back, I want... um, I want a man, it's better if you can find a stronger spellcaster.

   It would be even better if he was a villain who did all kinds of evil. We could kill one of our old master Thacher now, without any psychological pressure. His Majesty the Moon God would not care about the life or death of a villain. "

   "Wrap it on me, little master."

  Xalatas looked extremely submissive, and asked graciously:

   "Is there anything else I need to bring?"

   "Uh, not for now."

  Black thought for a while, and wanted Xal'atas to try if he could **** a spaceship from the draenei, but after thinking about it carefully, this was embarrassing the essence of the void.

   Although the draenei in Outland are downcast, they are not something that a group of more downcast black dragons can bully, especially after the orc massacre, the remaining saucy hooves can fight one by one.

  The Prophet Velen is very kind and pedantic about other things, but he is extremely decisive in dealing with dark evils.

As long as a guy like the black dragon and dragon mother appears, it is estimated that Velen will use a holy light punishment to directly hit him from the sky, and a holy light demigod looks angry. It is not unwilling to see Xalatas. .

   "Wait, I almost forgot!"

  Black suddenly remembered something and said to Xalatas:

   "Help me tie a few orcs back in Nagrand, it's very simple, just hit a sap while they go out to pick up sheep dung eggs near Tiansong Lake in Nagrand.

   The people I want are all children.

   Garrosh Hellscream, Dranosh Saurfang, Thorns Ruffal and Jorin Deadeye. There is also a little orc girl named Agna or Aggra who always plays with them. If you can meet them, bring them back together. "

   "Little master, I am willing to charge for you and spread conspiracy for you."

  Xalatas said very tangled:

   "But I'm really bad at bringing children. Can I knock them out and bring them back? You just need to live, right? Not to bring them back as adopted children."

   "Well, as long as you don't die and don't lack arms or legs."

   Black replied.

   "Okay, wait for my good news, my dear little master."

  Xalatas's voice dissipated, and before leaving, she did not forget to say:

   "Stay away from Maiev, little master. At some point in the past ten thousand years, I seem to have heard that her private life is very unruly."

   "Where did you hear that?"

   Black said in an odd tone:

   "I believe you say Maiev is a lunatic, but her conservativeness is even purer than Tyrande, and she has never made excuses for other men in her life."

   "That Void Essence is gone?"

   Maiev suddenly said:

   "You should stay away from her, pirate, it's not a good habit to play with cobras, didn't your father teach you this?"

   "You really knew she existed!"

  Black sneered and inserted the Azzinoth fragment back into his waist, he said to Maiev:

   "Since you don't want to say that, then I won't ask.

   But the 'prophet' who gave you the news seems to be an idiot, he or she just told you that N'Zoth was in Ny'alotha, but didn't tell you that N'Zoth was still in the cage.

   His stupid news nearly sent you to the Jedi, my poor prisoner, you should probably choose your friends more carefully. "

   This made Maiev look odd.

   After a few seconds, the warden nodded in agreement and said:

   "That's right, he's an idiot! But it's not his fault, after all, when I was talking to him about this, he kept tucked away and didn't tell me more.

   almost killed me.

   If I meet him again, I will definitely teach him a lesson! In the name of the moon god.

   But I think Lord Black, you may have more troublesome things to deal with now, so I will sleep for a while, and remember to call me when you are leaving after you are done. "

"Um?"

  The pirate blinked and looked back.

  Behind him, at the end of the circular area formed by the serpent Baku, who was thrown back into the material world from Ny'alotha, Daelin, who was previously thrown back into the material world, was getting up bit by bit from the ground.

   His titan-forged body has been re-fleshed by N'Zoth with a vicious curse of flesh, making Daelin appear to have returned to human form.

   But his bigger size and still razor-sharp muscle lines were telling Black that his poor father might never be back in human form.

   Today, he should be the most orthodox "indigenous" form on the land of Kul Tiras, that is, the half-vrykul who call themselves "Drust".

   Fortunately, that face has changed back.

   Just the moment Dai Lin, who stood up with the trident in hand, opened her eyes, Blake's face turned cold, and the long sword and dagger in his hands were held in his palms.

   Dai Lin's eyes did not return to a completely pure sea blue, but mixed with some chaotic light.

   Obviously, Black was too happy before, the war that belonged to him in Kul Tiras was not over yet, and the last battle was coming.

  Daileen Proudmoore VS Black.

   Admiral VS Legendary Pirate.

   Strong Dad VS Rebellious Son.

   Well, the battle was unexpectedly fascinating no matter what you looked at it from.

   (end of this chapter)