Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1071 167. I may be crazy, but I am complete without you

After a night of chaotic fighting, the desolate ruins of Qiraji returned to tranquility.

The death knights are collecting the remains of their companions and want to bring them back to Eresalas for stitching and repairing. For these dead warriors, the body being torn apart does not mean the end of their second life.

As long as it is stitched and mended, it can continue to carry the will of the undead, and continue its own war with the body of the dead.

Of course, if the body is damaged too much, they can only find another way. For example, there are many complete corpses in the Xin Della cemetery in Eresalas that can be used by them.

In the past 10,000 years, the Sin Della elves living in the city of ten thousand years competed for less and less magic power to satisfy their shameful addiction to magic. They did not hesitate to raise their butcher knives against their own people.

At the end of the War of the Ancients, there were nearly a million people in that city, and the number of Sin Della elves who have been migrated to Suramar is now less than 200,000.

In short, the corpses in the city of ten thousand years are enough for the Black Crows to use for a long time.

The heroic spirits also returned to Sky Fortress after the battle. Their Lord of War destroyed C'Thun's remains, purified the Titan cage and returned with a big victory.

There is a grand feast in the mead hall to celebrate the victory.

The golden fortress didn't stay in the desert for too long. After the last heroic spirit stepped onto the rainbow bridge, the firmament fortress flew slowly towards the sky east of Silithus.

As I said before, Odin drove the Hall of Valor to Silithus not just for C'Thun.

He has a more important purpose.

His goal is hidden in the mysterious land bordering Silithus that mortals cannot set foot on.

Boo Laike is going there in a few days too.

When the first ray of sunlight broke through the darkness and sprinkled on the ruins of the swarm, members of the Church of the Holy Light were holding a mourning ceremony for the war dead outside the wall of the beetle.

Although the battle last night was mostly death knights charging forward, the Kaldorei warriors from Cenarion Fortress and the local druids also participated in the peripheral battles, as well as hunters from the Hidden Passage.

Their numbers were small, but their casualties were not small.

After the fighting, the remains of those killed were collected.

They will be incinerated into ashes and sent back to their respective hometowns.

Especially for the elves, the Great Desert of Silithus is too far away from the World Tree, and their souls turned into elves after death in battle cannot return home. They must be guided by druids to return to the sea. Mount Gal, returned to the warm embrace of the World Tree.

Stupid Fenner cried miserably in front of the burning wooden frame.

In the battle last night, seven brave shield girls stayed in the yellow sand forever. Even though their souls had returned to the Hall of Valor, as a sentimental mortal, Fenna still could not accept this Soldiers parting.

Heya, who was wounded all over, stood beside Fenna, holding a bone horn in her hand.

When Fenner lit the flame, the Supreme Shield Maiden blew the horn of desolation to see her companions off.

She knew that the souls of these companions would turn into mighty Valkyries in the Hall of Valor. Their battles in the mortal world were over, and they got rid of the shackles of flesh and blood in glory.

They had already embarked on the most wonderful end of being a vrykul.

She also knows that one day, she herself will set foot on the Rainbow Bridge and reunite with her sisters in the Hall of Valor.

The rest of the shield maidens were all wounded. They silently stuck the weapons of the dead in front of the burning flames, and the shield maidens would carry the ashes of their compatriots back to the Skold Aisher tribe.

But these weapons will stay here forever, commemorating the bloody battle of the Shield Maidens here.

Their incessant warlike desires had been somewhat satisfied last night's battle with the swarm. They fell in love with this bleak desert, and they left a part of their lives here forever.

This is the best commemoration of soldiers.

"The Holy Light protects the souls of the brave, we cannot forget the war last night, it was a dispute between darkness and light, we guard our souls and this world.

Thanks to the guidance of the Holy Light, let us cross the dark quagmire. "

In front of the burning flames, the old man Faol, who was leaning on a thornwood staff, was doing mass in a low voice. He watched the corpses of the dead in front of him being engulfed by the flames and kept chanting scriptures in a low voice.

These dead are not followers of the Holy Light.

But Faol believed that the Holy Light would still protect these heroic souls.

Beside him, the young priest Ms. Partress was also praying. This long-legged priest seemed to have matured a lot overnight. She faced the most terrifying darkness in the name of faith, and she was not knocked down.

She saved the lives of more than a dozen people last night with her own holy light. She participated in the process of Ms. Natalie casting the sacred object of light and shadow, and she witnessed a legend.

This is enough for her to understand the will of the Holy Light more deeply.

Farther away, the great knights were carrying their "trophies".

A surprisingly large scarlet greatsword.

A weapon from the qiraji sword emperor Viknilas, the dark blade made for titan.

It was forged with strange crystals and worm carapaces, and looked full of barbaric temperament, but this thing is very precious, the heroic spirits who fought together last night did not take it away, and specially left it for these brave mortals.

It will be cut and sent back to Cenarion Hold.

There it was reforged by the smiths of the Kaldorei to forge armor and weapons for the Grand Knights, to commemorate the night of battle.

The wall of beetles still stands, and it may take more than ten years for it to finally collapse, but behind this wall there is no threat of darkness.

This angry desert can finally calm down.

The ruins will continue to be the domain of the swarm, and without the qiraji's dark overlord, the silithids can finally enjoy the simple life they deserve.

The Cenarion Order will arrange a magical natural magic here, so that the tamed swarm lords can continue to live here.

When the war requires them to appear, they can bring their own swarms under the command of their hunters to fight for the world and nature.

Of course, not all hunters are willing to leave their pets in the desert.

For example, the silent Rexxar took his new pet, a crimson ferocious flying insect lord, away from the ruins.

Considering that he may soon be returning to Dellano to find his clan and fight demons, such a fierce legendary bug can bring him more security.

With just a few days of spawning and hatching time, Rexxar can have a swarm that overwhelms the enemy.

The most terrifying thing is that if the orc lets the swarm develop on its own, he can create an army of Qiraji swarms in the world of Dellano in a short time.

This is a restricted power and cannot be used casually. But do we still need to follow the rules of the rivers and lakes when dealing with demons?

If you really meet a devil, you're done.

"Why don't you see Bu Laike?"

After the memorial ceremony, Nathanos, who was carrying a war bow, came to Fina and asked with a little pride:

"Where did he go? I want to show him my new pet."

"It's so ugly!"

Fenner rubbed her eyes, looking at the huge purple armored insect in the desert not far away.

He was more than five meters tall, and his movement was earth-shattering. It was Nathanos' new pet "Brue the Swallower", and he was also a very powerful lord of the swarm, but he just felt that he lacked IQ and looked very stupid.

Look, it still has Nathanos' Fox Electric Claw and the champion dog Desolation on its head. Under the guidance of the cunning fox and Desolation's excited barking, it is digging sand with its terrifying scythe blade limbs for fun.

The dust is just like a big forklift that is out of control.

It is said that last night, with the help of several druids, Nathanos lured it to hit its head on a rock and knocked itself unconscious, and then Nathanos successfully tamed it.

The heavy and ferocious armored insect and Rexxar's ferocious flying insect flying around are completely two extremes.

The stupid soldier said disdainfully:

"Are you taking this thing out to fight to make your enemies laugh to death? I heard that you are pursuing Ms. Sylvanas. Do you really think that owning such a stupid pet can increase your masculinity?"

"You just don't appreciate the beauty of strength, my poor Fenner. You have a brain full of muscles, and that's not okay."

Nathanos snorted, admiring his goofy pet.

He stroked his chin and said:

"Brue is a strategic weapon of the human kingdom. With it, I can win a war by myself. However, Ms. Windrunner said that a hunter's code for the secret passage should be established.

The silithid lords cannot be thrown into war in the mortal world, and we swarm hunters must remain neutral.

Forget it, let's not talk about it. "

Maris flipped her hair and said to Fenner:

"I'm going back to Northrend to continue my mission, please tell Bu Laike for me, I will try my best to persuade Sylvanas to remain neutral amidst the chaos in the North Sea.

I was serious. "

"just you?"

Fenner looked at Nathanos disdainfully, she said:

"Sylvanas can eat you like sandwich bread for breakfast! I think you should prepare for the worst, I mean, you should go to the smelly brother to buy a bottle of 'Love Potion'.

Believe me.

You'll need it when you weak man is forced to stop Sylvanas by doing bad things to her. "

"Wow, I find that your words are getting more and more poisonous."

Nathanos squinted and said:

"You're being influenced by Boo Laike, which is not good. What the hell is he doing now?"

"do not ask me."

Fenner rolled her eyes and said in a strange tone:

"Perhaps he is also 'taming' his 'pet'."

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What stupid Fenner said was not quite right.

Bu Laike is not taming pets this time, he is just accomplishing what he set his mind to accomplish.

The dark bilge of the Naglfar has now been sealed off, and in the darkness Bo Laike stands in front of a tool table with the humming Black Empire Blade in front of him.

Sapphire stood beside him, Cho'gall's Twilight's Hammer in his hand.

The first mate's expression was a bit serious, she looked at Bu Laike who moved her fingers, and said in a low voice:

"I don't think I made this suggestion because of jealousy or other reasons, but I really think you should think again. This is not the first time that Xal'atath has been rebellious and underhanded.

She tried to infect you with her void power in Talon Peak when you rose to legend.

In Onyxia's dragon's lair, with my own guidance and arrangement, I almost messed up your brain.

I believe that this evil void essence does have some distorted feelings for you, but compared to the benefits she brings to you, her existence is obviously a greater threat to you. "

Sephiel looked at the Twilight's Hammer in her hand, and she said to the silent Bo Laike:

"You can't trust her promises. For void creatures, a contract is just a piece of paper that can be torn up at any time. She represents dangerous uncertainty. I doubt that even if she is rescued by you, she will be born in a solid state in the future.

I'm even more afraid that if she messes around next time, it will really ruin your future.

You must seriously consider this decision.

She has been entangled with you for too long, and you have tried your best to get rid of her. Now is an opportunity. Perhaps sending Xalatas back to the void is the right decision.

You might be sad for days, but"

"You are suggesting that I kill her myself."

The smelly pirate sighed and said:

"With her current state, sending her back to the Void is the only ending that can only be assimilated by the Void's will, which is a more tragic fate than eternal death.

Indeed, what you said makes sense.

My reason is also telling me that saving her is not a correct decision.

She only caused me trouble, and I gave her cravings, I owed her nothing.

That's the truth, and there's nothing wrong with the logic. I think I can easily convince myself to give up on her, but it turns out that I can't. "

Bu Laike turned his head to look at Seifel, he pointed to his forehead and said:

"Without the interference of Xal'atath, I have rarely found my peace during this time, and I almost forget that feeling. No one speaks to you in your mind, and no one will infuse the voice of darkness.

No one teases you all the time while you do things, no one feeds you evil and dark depraved ideas all the time.

I can make full use of my intelligence to make one decision after another. I enjoy the feeling of being in charge of my own brain, but... I just don't adapt.

My wisdom is still sharp, but I always feel that it lacks a bit of darkness. Such thoughts can be called 'pirate wisdom' or 'prophet wisdom'.

But it's not the kind of dark wisdom I'm familiar with and want. "

The pirate shrugged, twisted open the jug and took a sip of wine.

Say to Sephiel:

"I may be crazy, but I'm not complete without her. I wouldn't call this ship 'home' without you."

"Then you are really crazy."

Seifel gave the stinky pirate a blank look.

She reached out and placed the Twilight's Hammer next to the Blade of the Dark Empire in front of Bo Laike, and bent down again in a "please" motion, saying:

"Then come on, do what you have to do, and bring back that little Void whore. But promise in advance, don't expect me to give her this body back!

I love this dress.

I declare that it is mine. "

(end of this chapter)