Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

The increasingly strong fragrance in the dormitory made Andrea's brain a little dizzy. After becoming a god, he was supposed to be invulnerable to all poisons. He was surprised to find that his body was out of control.

"How is it possible?! What drugs can limit the actions of the true god?"

"Hehe~"

Azshara smiled triumphantly, "No matter how cautious you are, you will still fall into my trap in the end."

While helping Andrea, who was sweating on his forehead, slowly take off his clothes, Azshara explained calmly, "The potion bottles that I threw to you before were smeared with a colorless and odorless auxiliary drug mixed with my divine power."

"The adjuvant will not have any effect in an inactive state, and will only be catalyzed by certain pheromones. Once combined with the blue coral fragrance in the bedroom... even the gods cannot escape the control of the potion."

Andrea suddenly realized that it turned out that Azshara deliberately took him to see live erotic palaces for the purpose of using pheromones to catalyze colorless and tasteless drugs.

Gently turning Andrea's immobile head, Azshara showed a rare look of seduction on his face, and gently kissed Andrea's eyelids.

"Sure enough, only those who also have these golden eyes are qualified to be worthy of me."

"Don't worry, I've done experiments with myself, the potion won't have any side effects, just relax and enjoy it."

Andrea's body is completely unable to move, only one mouth can speak, and the eyeballs can still move.

Andrea tried to delay the time with words, and asked in a despondent manner, "You actually calculated me! Is it necessary to do this?"

Azshara rolled her eyes, "Who made you, a ten-thousand-year-old tree, unwilling to submit to me? This is the only way to make you submit."

The clothes on the two were scattered on the ground under the influence of gravity, and Azshara hooked her fingers to make Andrea levitate into the air and float to the bed.

Stretching out his fingers and lightly tapping on Andrea's chest, Andrea, who was stiff all over, fell straight on the soft big bed.

Casually waving the veil, Azshara opened her hands and fell on Andrea with a smile on her face. The smooth and soft touch from her body made Andrea's breath thicker.

‘Santis, Celes, help! '

"This time I am not in Naga's body, so don't try to find any reason to reject me."

...

Outside the bedroom, Vaschi stood in front of the gate with a blank face.

Felicity, who was on duty together, wanted to speak comforting words several times, but seeing the other party's dull eyes that lost their highlight, she was still unable to speak out the light words of comfort.

'Hey~'

At the same time, Shandris, who was adapting to the gravity of Argus at the base on the moon, suddenly had a heart move, and subconsciously looked at Azeroth, which was shrouded in beautiful clouds in the sky.

‘Bad premonition, illusion? '

At the same time, Celeste was teaching Reinhardt the skill of enchanting weapons with high-power spells for a short time in Moon Shadow Manor.

Reinhardt inherited the excellent genes of both parents at the same time, and showed excellent magic talent at a young age.

However, Reinhardt himself was not interested in the way of fighting at a distance. Under the lure of Leticia, he chose the path of no return in close combat.

Seres learned that Leticia was the culprit behind the scenes, so she picked up her Skyfire Staff and fought Leticia in anger.

The two are good girlfriends who grew up together, and they know each other very well.

Even though Ceres was able to overwhelm Leticia slightly with her stronger strength and magical staff, the battle could not be decided in the end without any real fire.

With Andrea taking time out of her busy schedule to mediate, Celes could only angrily agree to support Reinhardt's own choice.

However, Celeste was more or less selfish. When teaching Reinhardt, she tried to choose some spells that could be cast instantly by novices, supplemented by weapon enchantment.

She hopes to train Reinhardt into a magic warrior who mainly relies on small spells and enchanted weapons for mid-range combat.

When choosing a weapon, Reinhardt valued the majestic spear at a glance, but Andrea's rare sternness stopped him.

"You can choose any other weapon, just don't choose a long spear. This is a weapon that will absorb people's luck. Unless the luck is against the sky, those who use the gun will not have a good ending."

Seles and the others don't know where Andrea's prejudice against long spears comes from. She herself quite likes long spears among medium-range long weapons.

In the end, Reinhardt chose the Zen staff passed down to Pandaria. Many people in the family couldn't understand Reinhardt's strange choice, but under Andrea's intervention, he finally went.

At this time, Reinhardt blessed the Zen staff with a flame enchantment, and waved the Zen staff in his hand vigorously, which already looked good.

"Um?"

Seles, who was standing aside and guiding, suddenly turned her head to look east subconsciously, and she seemed to hear someone calling herself vaguely.

"Andrea?" Celes tilted her head and thought for a while, then shook her head again, "Impossible, he is already a god, and going back and forth is just a matter of thought."

"Reinhardt! Don't be lazy, you have to learn to get used to keeping the enchantment effect on the weapon!"

"Yes~ Mom."

...

Azshara's bedroom with excellent sound insulation effect can't hear any movement from the outside, even if Vashj erected the elf's long ears, there is no gain.

"Crack ~"

The door finally opened from the inside, and Vaschi, who was still ashamed before, turned her head to look inside.

Andrea, whose upper body was naked, sat in the middle of the big bed with a very tangled expression, while Azshara pulled a thin quilt to cover her flawless and flawless body under the quilt, and leaned lazily on the head of the bed with her eyes closed.

"Your Majesty, are you alright? Do you feel unwell? It really is that long-haired orangutan..."

"Vashqi, you are very noisy."

"...Yes, please forgive me."

When Vashj walked up to the queen to greet her, Felicity walked up to Andrea and comforted her softly, "If you want to be more open, and be with Queen Azshara forever, at least you can avoid a possible night elf disaster in the future." civil war."

Andrea's complexion changed, and the complex expression on his face finally faded a little.

He can understand Felicity's meaning. With the Naga being transformed into night elves in large numbers, these transformed "families" who are incompatible with the original night elves will sooner or later be different from the people of the Night Republic because of the different three-view education they received since childhood. The people clashed.

Like the Night Empire in ancient times, Azshara holds an unrivaled status in the hearts of these naga.

As long as there is the queen's restraint, the night elves transformed from Naga should be able to integrate into society relatively smoothly, avoiding the outbreak of ideological conflicts between the two parties as much as possible.

"Hey~"

With a long sigh, Andrea smiled wryly and said softly, "I'm sorry Shandris and Celes..."

Felicity complained angrily, "It's not the man who suffers in this kind of thing."

Andrea scratched her head in distress, "The question now is how should I explain to my family."

Felicity was a little surprised, "You never thought of hiding it from them for a while?"

Andrea shook her head, "Paper can't keep fire, do you think Azshara is the kind of person who can cooperate with me in weaving lies?"

"Also, rather than hurting them further by making up a lie that will be exposed sooner or later, it is better to be open and honest from the beginning and ask for their forgiveness."