Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1072 168. Woohoo, how can this stinky pirate be so gentle?

After a night in Onyxia's dragon's lair, Xal'atath, the void essence, has been in a "comatose" state.

In fact, this statement is not rigorous.

Because as a void creature, Xalatas does not have a real life form, she is essentially a mass of conscious energy.

She has also been repeatedly revising her own origin, sometimes bragging that she was the unlucky one who was swallowed by other ancient gods, and sometimes saying that she came from pure void.

For a while, she also claimed to Bo Laike that she was an emissary of the will of the void.

Like an ever-changing witch, she uses her skillful lying skills to cover up her true identity.

Even Bu Laike, the "Pirate Prophet", didn't know the true identity of Xalatath very well. After all, in the game career, until Bu Laike was reborn, the true identity of Xalatath was not disclosed.

What is certain is that this guy does come from extraordinary backgrounds.

But to say that she is a big shot in the Void Realm, that's not the case at all.

By her own admission, she spent countless hours in Azeroth trapped in the Blades of the Dark Empire.

It is a game to lure high-quality souls to degenerate, and it is a rest to create various tragedies. There are countless souls planted in her hands. She regards Laike Shaw as her next target.

However, unfortunately, judging from the current results, she did not win the war with the pirates, on the contrary, she lost miserably.

Lost myself in it.

This can only be said to be a typical example of a gutter overturning.

"click"

Bu Laike raised the Blade of the Dark Empire, a dark creature that had just fed on C'Thun's will and power, and seemed to feel that it was about to be sacrificed to awaken an evil consciousness.

So it struggled frantically in the hands of Bo Laike.

Odin's warning is correct.

Although this dagger has not yet formed a new consciousness due to the power of corruption, it clearly has signs of giving birth to a dark spirit.

If it is given enough time, a spirit body similar to Xalatath is likely to be born in this dagger.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have that chance.

All its counterattacks are meaningless to the pirates, the impact of the mind can't break the shelter of the void will of the pirates' minds, and the power of corruption can't affect the flesh and blood of Bu Laike to mutate.

It did not recognize its own identity.

It's just a weapon.

The most powerful destructive power needs to be in the hands of the right people.

"Be quiet, idiot."

The pirate yelled, and the power of the void that belonged to him poured out from his hand, pressed on the beating edge of the Dark Empire Blade, clenched it with both hands, and raised it above his head.

Sefiel adjusted the position of the Twilight's Hammer, then took a few steps back.

The next moment, as the pirate pierced the dark blade downward, the bony blade hit the surface of the Twilight's Hammer with a crisp crash.

It's like knocking on the door, and like an alarm clock waking up a sleeper.

"boom"

The collision of the two evil things caused the corrupted energy in the Blade of the Dark Empire to be transmitted to the Twilight's Hammer, and the energy darker than darkness overflowed like water, quickly wrapping the Twilight's Hammer's weird hammer head.

The flowing power was absorbed by the Warhammer, and it was just a trickle at first, but soon, the "Sleeping Beauty" sleeping in the Warhammer smelled delicious food and delivered it to her door.

Even in deep sleep, she opened her mouth and began to eat.

Tsk tsk, this starving ghost is really ugly.

In the dim bilge, the whistling sound of a giant beast swallowing water was swirling and rising, mixed with the creepy chewing sound, the Dark Empire Blade was trembling and resisting.

It wailed in the hands of pirates.

The power it managed to grab from C'Thun was being swallowed by the evil spirits that once lived in it. It tremblingly begged for mercy from the pirates, keeping itself away from this greedy guy.

For this reason, it is willing to sacrifice everything for Bu Laike.

"I don't need your allegiance, your dedication means nothing to me."

Bo Laike gripped the throbbing, scorching bony dagger in both hands.

He said in a low tone:

"The greatest goal you can achieve in my hands is to wake my dear Xal'atath. The poor little guy was beaten up for a bad thing before.

She is weak now and she needs the nourishing dark goodness.

Yes.

She knows it, and so do I.

You are delicious.

Don't resist, this is the fate you can get in my hands, maybe this can teach you a truth, choose your own holder carefully next time, and carefully hide your power.

The end of being too high-profile is being targeted by villains like me. "

"It's just a weapon, and the spirit of darkness has not yet been born. It doesn't understand these things."

Seifel twisted his body beside him, and whispered:

"Hurry up and end it. This process makes me feel uncomfortable. It's like a murder of weapons. You are the main criminal and I am the accessory."

"It's not up to me to decide."

The smelly pirate maintained his movements, sighed and said:

"It depends on how much corrupted power Xalatas devoured to revive her. She was hit hard by Ms. Elune's divine power before, and she lost almost half of her divine power.

It is not a small amount to complete those.

But according to my estimation, the extent to which most of C'Thun's fallen power was swallowed by the blade of the Dark Empire should be enough for Xalatas to wake up.

Perhaps it would be a good choice for us to let her return to this evil dagger.

Although the Twilight's Hammer has the potential to become the most evil thing, it is still a half-finished product, not enough to give Xalatath enough vitality. "

"Or, can you bring her back into your body?"

Sefir whispered:

"I think she might prefer this form, and you also said that without her assistance, the power of the void will always create an illusion of corruption in front of your eyes and ears.

She can help you resist these.

Anyway, you have enough strange powers in you. I just saw Sharator and Eremeni fighting over who is your favorite sword girl.

The fight was fierce.

Your little Naglfar is still on fire, and the boy is getting worse. "

"I'll tell them I like Salamani best."

Bu Laike curled his lips and said:

"I don't know if Emperor Denathius has ever encountered such a situation, but this is also a kind of happy trouble. Not everyone can have two divine swords that understand the master's will. You see, Fenna is almost crying .

All day pestering me to help her engrave.

Wait, there is movement! "

The pirate felt the struggle of the Dark Empire Blade in his hand weaken, and the void power around the Twilight's Hammer was rising around it, and soon evolved into layers of dark light curtains.

"You go outside."

Bu Laike said to Sefiel:

"The void's infestation of the spiritual body is terrible, and I don't want to save you again in the future."

"Tch, I feel like you want to take me away and play some nasty games with your little dark pet."

Safir complained:

"You can take it easy."

"You are really crazy, she doesn't even count as a spirit body."

The pirate said helplessly:

"She can't do anything without that suit, go ahead and get me lunch by the way, I'm a little hungry."

Chief Mate Long chuckled, snapped his fingers and teleported himself out of the hold.

After she was gone, Bo Laike intensified the force he unleashed on the Blade of the Dark Empire again, squeezing the corrupted energies of the dagger into the Twilight's Hammer.

Dagger howled.

It is suffering from the weakness it has become again.

Soon, the lazy sound of Sleeping Beauty waking up sounded in the gloomy darkness at the bottom, like the groan of a slob who had slept for a long time when he opened his eyes.

"what?"

A familiar voice appeared in Bu Laike's ear.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I in this nasty cold place? This thing is too crowded, too cramped, like a cage.

Hmm, I smell a familiar scent, is it the Blade of the Dark Empire?

Why is it here?

Little master, are you planning to abandon me?

Is this what you human beings talk about? "

Xalatas' voice was still the same as before, with a slightly hoarse voice outlining the charm of a mature big sister, but it would indeed appear weak.

I can't even make a joke.

"Woke up?"

Bu Laike said in a joking tone:

"Do you know how long you've been asleep? Do you want me to call my baby and Sefiel's and show you? She should call you Aunt."

"Tch, just blow it."

Xalatas said weakly:

"Even if Sephiel gives birth to a dragonborn, it's not hers. At most, it's your and Onyxia's child. Moreover, I also participated in that night. Maybe it's the crystallization of my love with the little master."

"Well, the relationship is so clear, it seems not stupid."

The smelly pirate said seriously:

"It seems that I have to thank Ms. Elune for being lenient and not sapping your will. Let me ask you, do you know what you did wrong?"

There was silence in the bilge.

After a few seconds, the Void Essence said sullenly:

"I still didn't hide it from you. It must have been the secret of Meng Faithtoss. I should really choose a better partner. But little master, do you really want to hear my confession?"

"yes."

Bu Laike let go of his fingers, and the Dark Empire Blade, which had been drained of two-thirds of its energy, fell to the ground with a bang.

It was shaking like a fish out of water.

It is painful, but no one pays attention to it anymore. It has never been an important thing in the eyes of pirates. A tool must have the awareness of a tool.

The pirate took a step back, took out the dwarf's pipe, and held it to his lips.

He looked at the Twilight's Hammer lingering in the black light before him, and said:

"I want to hear from you. I want you to apologize to me to decide whether I want to forgive you. After all, for the sake of causing so much trouble for me in the future, maybe it's a good idea to get rid of you now." choose.

Just put you in this warhammer, or send you back to the blade of the dark empire, send you to the shadows of the back of history, and let you continue to play your evil game that has been going on for countless years.

You don't have to work hard to conquer me anymore, and you don't have to feel lost and unhappy because of my rejection.

perhaps

This feeling has tortured you and me enough, but you and I have left good and evil and dark memories in each other's hearts. It's time for us to break up, my dear Xalatath.

We won't meet again after that.

This way you will always remember me and I will never forget you.

What do you say? "

Silence flows in the dark.

Black shadows rose from the face of the Twilight's Hammer as Bo Laike watched.

Just like the appearance of the lamp god, those dark forces are entangled and gathered, and finally a lady with the posture of an elf appears in the black veil surrounded by smoke.

She stood before Bo Laike.

Can't see his face clearly.

Under the staring gaze of the pirate, the lady stretched out her hand to touch his cheek, and Laike did not refuse the touch from the void. Amid the slightly cold touch on her cheek, she said:

"I have countless reasons to convince myself to monopolize you, and I can also tell myself that you owe me today's awakening, and I don't want to admit defeat in front of you, let alone share it with others.

I am a malevolent essence, an evil dark spirit.

I could have called the wind and the rain and played with people's hearts.

I shouldn't be anyone's servant, let alone obey someone's will. Since I was born, I have wanted to subvert order, destroy beauty, spread pollution, and bring distortion.

You're right, Bu Laike Shaw.

This relationship made me very uncomfortable. I changed from a chased person who wanted everything to a licking dog that you despised when you were joking. Maybe we should break up peacefully.

You play your tricks, I continue my game.

But all that persuasion and the dark ideals I held in my heart crumbled when you killed C'Thun for me and gave me its power to wake me up.

The dark wisdom has cursed me.

It made me understand the 'love' that I have always despised.

What a beautiful sin.

Let a dark spirit like me be willing to plunge into it and give up myself for you. I have bid farewell to the void, farewell to destruction, and declared to the fall.

From now on, I belong only to you. "

Xal'atath stepped forward, she bowed her head, and said to Bo Laike:

"I was wrong, little master, please forgive me and take me home."

The pirate took off his pipe, stared at the dark force in front of him, and said:

"Are you crying? Is this how you keep your cruel ex-boyfriend? Maybe you should cry louder. Okay, okay, I won't say it."

Bo Laike spread his arms, tilted his head in the dark, and said:

"Come back, I am complete without you."

"woo woo woo"

In the echo of Zhenru's crying, Xalatas threw himself into the arms of the smelly pirate.

The smoke shaped by the darkness surrounded the pirate, and when he closed his arms, it dissipated into his body like the smoke dissipated.

The pirate maintained that embracing posture, as if he was feeling the warmth conveyed in the darkness.

A few seconds later, Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"Ha! You are really emotional, you like me, little master, you lose, I win! You will be my trophy from now on, just like the other souls I play with.

You can never leave me again.

Come, come, my servant

Let's kill some people to celebrate this wonderful reunion. Shameless Sefiel is hiding outside the door and eavesdropping. She must be crazy.

that idiot is crying

Alright alright.

I admit.

I was also touched by myself just now. "

(end of this chapter)