Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"it is as expected."

Illidan rubbed his chin thoughtfully, "When I was in Mardum, I felt that something was wrong. Kil'jaeden, who is good at calculating, has no reason to let us lurk in Mardun for several years without doing anything."

One of the most valuable pieces of information provided by Medivh was the fact that Kil'jaeden was imprisoned by Sargeras.

After Archimonde's death, Kil'jaeden was the ruler of the Burning Legion with one man under one man and more than ten thousand people. He was suddenly knocked down from the clouds and fell into the abyss. This contrast is undoubtedly a shame for the arrogant fraudster.

Andrea turned to look at Velen with complicated eyes, "Prophet, based on what you know about Kil'jaeden, will he accept our persuasion and pull the eredar rebels against Sargeras?"

"meeting."

Velen calmed down and said firmly, "Kil'jaeden has a strong self-esteem and is very vengeful."

"The previous failure in Draenor was certainly due to his fault, but as the only remaining commander of the Burning Legion, Sargeras' merciless handling was inappropriate, and this will definitely hurt Kilga Dan's pride."

Velen and Kil'jaeden have known each other for tens of thousands of years, and they know each other very well.

Once they turn against each other, Kil'jaeden will not be afraid of the deep friendship before, or... the deeper the original friendship, the deeper the resentment after turning against Kil'jaeden. Velen is a typical example.

Andrea nodded, "If we can get the help of the fraudsters to further disrupt the situation in Argus from within, our attack on the Burning Throne should be smoother."

Velen stroked his beard habitually and added, "Not only that, the Legion of Light led by Zela has also been fighting against the Burning Legion in Argus. If we can win their full help, our chances of winning will increase by one point."

'Zera...'

Speaking of the original naaru, Andrea turned his gaze to Illidan in a vague way.

‘I don’t know if the Mother of the Holy Light can be subdued in the name of Elune, I hope that internal conflicts will not arise first when we cooperate. '

After finishing the chores, Andrea stayed at home with Shandris to train Reinhardt for a while, and finally set off under the urging of the family.

Andrea really didn't want to see Azshara if it wasn't necessary.

'do not care! Anyway, stretching your head and shrinking your head is a knife. '

Through the shadow shuttle, he came directly to the Eternal Palace on the bottom of the sea. The strong water pressure around him was completely ignored by Andrea, and he no longer needed to breathe air when he reached the level of a true god.

"who!"

The royal naga guards guarding the palace stretched out their tridents, and watched vigilantly at the night elf who suddenly broke into the palace.

"etc!"

One of the royal guards prevented the other companions from attacking. As one of the royal guards who participated in the elite battle of the coalition forces, he still had a deep impression of this face.

"Andrea Moon Shadow? You still have the guts to meet the Queen!"

Andrea shrugged helplessly, "It happened for a reason, and Azshara should also be aware of my intentions, please go and inform me."

"There is no need to report."

A leisurely voice came from behind Andrea, and at the same time he felt a sudden slight stabbing pain in his back.

"Shh!"

Fierce electric arcs flickered in the palace, and the royal guards who were closer subconsciously summoned a pure water shield to isolate the conductive effect, and the skillful movements made people feel distressed.

"Um?"

Andrea, who was unharmed, turned around, and what she saw was a familiar beautiful face and her dull eyes.

"...Vashj?"

"Hehe~"

Vaschi's eyes were out of focus, and she looked a little creepy. She pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled emotionlessly, "I didn't expect the noble gods to still remember my name. It's a great honor."

Vaschi's eyes and hands flashed with lightning at the same time, and her expression became more and more angry and distorted, "The shame you brought to the queen must be washed away, even if it takes my life..."

"Vashj, stop."

Vaschi, who was in a hysterical state just now, froze for a moment, then immediately put on a submissive look and bowed his head.

"Yes, Queen."

"As expected of a loyal dog..."

Azshara, who had just "meet each other honestly" not long ago, walked out of the inner court of the palace gracefully. Her lavender slender legs glowed with luster in the deep seabed, and her golden eyes fixedly stared at Andrea, flickering. with indescribably complex meanings.

Walking in front of Vashj, Azshara's slender fingers slid gently along the face of the female officer, and only looked away from Andrea when she lifted Vashj's chin.

"My most important head maid, I don't allow you to give up your life at will. It is a stupid act to do something knowing that you can't do it."

As Azshara's most valued maid, Vashj has followed Illidan for many years, and has already broken through into the demigod realm, and her strength is quite impressive.

But the powerlessness of the demigods in the face of the true gods is also clearer than anyone else as the true gods. Vashki's so-called desperate efforts are just doing useless work.

Andrea looked at Vaschi's obsessed and grateful eyes, and the corners of her mouth twitched, "It's because of your perennial provocation that made Vaschi's sexual orientation go astray... What a disaster for a beauty." '

At this moment, Andrea felt a slight disturbance in space, and before he could react, the environment around him had changed.

Except for Vashj who was brought here, the other royal guards have disappeared. This is the Throne Hall that the Azeroth coalition forces had invaded before.

'Portal? No, the launch speed is much faster, and it can actually hide from my perception. '

Azshara sat on her throne leisurely, and the seabed environment also couldn't hinder her in night elf form.

"Andrea, I know why you're here. I'm a big man, so let's not pursue your previous two rude behaviors."

"twice?!"

Vaschi stared at Andrea with lightning-like eyes.

"Forehead……"

Andrea looked away in embarrassment, he knew exactly what Azshara said the second time.

"Cough~ that would be great, when can we start the experiment?"

"It has already begun."

Azshara leaned lazily on the armrest of the throne, supported her perfect side face with the back of her hand, and raised her chin to Vaschi.

"As my most loyal head maid, Vashj should be the first to enjoy the queen's gift."

Andrea scratched her head, looking at Vashj who was still in Naga form, speechless for a long time.

"What are you expecting?"

Azshara sneered, "You don't think the genetic modification will take effect immediately, do you?"

"N'Zoth's physical transformation also takes time, and each modification should not be too large, so as not to cause the subject's genetic disorder and thus the body to collapse."

"Washqi only accepted the first transformation, including the midway adaptation process, it will take about a month to complete the entire transformation process and transform her into a night elf again."

Andrea raised his eyebrows, "Then... what about the night elves' fertility gene locks?"

"Oh~"

Azshara's slender legs were crossed together, and she looked at Andrea with a half-smile, "I can hand over the research results to you. As long as you are sure that the whole process is correct, you can directly put it into human experiments."

Andrea complained helplessly, "If I had the ability, I wouldn't bother you. I'm different from you. I would never joke about the lives of my people."

Seeing the flash of anger in Azshara's eyes, Andrea hurriedly asked without waiting for her to speak, "How can you agree to help modify the genes of the night elves?"

Azshara, who was not in a good mood at first, had a happy expression on her face, and slightly lifted her slender feet that overlapped on the upper layer and handed them to Andrea, and her small and cute toes like cardamom were neatly put together.

"Get down on my knees and beg the queen to forgive me while licking my feet."

Andrea: "..."