Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1381 14. I have made contributions to the church! I shed blood for the Holy Light! I want to see Faol! 【1520】

Leaving aside the "gathering of villains" on Thisalie Crow's side, the stinky pirate Bu Laike had already left Gilneas and entered the territory of Lordaeron in less than half an hour.

The sky carried him all the way across the lackluster night in the East Weald region below. Except for a big city like Andorhal, which was dotted with lights in the night, the rest of the place was pitch black.

The stinky pirate flew past the military installations along the way without making a sound, and it was not difficult for him to find that the military camps in Lordaeron, large and small, were generally empty of armaments.

According to the clues captured by Bu Laike, at least one-third of the soldiers in Lordaeron are not in their own camps, and where they are sent, you can know with your ass.

"It seems that old Terenas is determined to make a career in Northrend."

Bo Laike rubbed his chin and thought:

"The former partner of the Uncrowned in the Borean Tundra, the clam master old K sent news that the army of Zhiyuan County was gathering, and Lordaeron's cavalry and infantry regiments also appeared in the Grizzly Hills.

Is this intended to expand the colony?

Or is it planning to attack the stronghold of the undead fleet from land? With their speed of action and deployment efficiency, a military mobilization of this scale must be determined at least half a year in advance.

In other words, no matter whether the undead pirates are in the North Sea or not, Lordaeron will open up Northrend after the orc war. I just happened to be unlucky.

whispering sound.

What a hassle. "

The pirate curled his lips, but then there was a weird smile on the corner of his mouth.

The combination of Lordaeron, Stormgard, Gilneas, and Quel'Thalas absolutely never imagined what they would encounter in Northrend.

They thought they were just going to compete with the undead fleet that dominates the frozen sea

This simplifies the problem.

But now that the armies of all parties have deployed in various areas of Northrend, even if the kings sensed the danger and wanted to retreat, it was too late.

With Lothar's war efficiency, this meeting may have already begun to prepare to attack Zudak.

Once the undead war is fully launched in the Northrend continent, whether the human army that was accidentally involved in it can retreat completely depends on whether the Holy Light will bless them.

Tsk tsk, just thinking about it is really hopeless.

The stinky pirate let out a strange smile, ignoring the upcoming big changes in the North Sea, he patted the burning neck of the sky, and let the fire bird speed up again.

Ten minutes later, the smelly pirate came to the mountains in the Stratholme area, and he saw the Holy Light's Hope Chapel standing at the foot of the Eagle's Nest Mountain Range not far below.

The holy place of the Church of the Holy Light in northern Xinjiang shines in the night, not only the ancient church itself lit a fire outside the outline to reflect the darkness.

There are also buildings around the church with light beating.

Even at night, there is still an endless stream of believers who come to the Holy Land to parade. In order to ensure the safety of the believers during the pilgrimage, the Church of the Holy Light even specially established an Several sentry towers.

Every day, there are paladins patrolling between the guard towers and escorting the believers to the holy land by the way.

And in the valley south of the Holy Light's Hope Chapel, there is also a war fortress "Tyre's Hand" specially built for paladins and priests. field.

The most exaggerated thing is that even Terenas Menethil, the king of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, has no right to command the tens of thousands of warriors in Tyr's Hand Fortress.

Although they are in the land of Lordaeron, they are essentially armed with faith formed in the name of Holy Light, and are not restricted by mortal power.

This exaggerated configuration represents perhaps the unquestionable majesty of Wang Quan in other parts of the kingdom, but in Stratholme, the theocracy of faith is the dominant one here.

Previously, Hisaly Black Crow sneered that human civilization has the conflict between Wang Quan and theocracy. Miss Black Crow's words are really not groundless nonsense.

In the eyes of the elves, the problem of human civilization is really big.

Now it is Wang Quan and the divine power to maintain the balance.

But once the two are out of balance, even without the oppression of foreign enemies, both the belief faction and the control faction within human beings can beat their own dog brains out by themselves.

Of course, in the view of the stinky pirates, the biggest reason why the king and the church can still maintain harmony at this time is not how tolerant the kings are, but purely because the leader of the church, Alonsus Faol, is wise enough.

Although the old Pope does not participate in politics, he really knows how to find a balance between Wang Quan and faith.

Among other things, being able to make a power creature like Old Tenaris tolerate the existence of the Knights of the Silver Hand who "obey the tune but not the announcement" already shows how superb the old Pope's art of serving water is.

"If it wasn't for pulling one hair and moving the whole body, in fact, Alonsus Faol is also a very suitable sword bearer for Frostmourne."

When the sky descended from the sky to the ground, Bu Laike, whose blond hair was blown around by the night wind, complained in a low voice:

"He is certainly not as powerful as Velen, but if I were Emperor Denathrius, I would definitely list him as a candidate.

The resurrection of Lothar has caused a great psychological blow to the human warriors, but if Faol becomes the Lich King, the belief pillar of the entire human civilization will definitely collapse. "

"But can you do it? The little master who says what he says is wrong."

Xal'atath snorted disdainfully, and whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"Don't think I don't know, the relationship between you and old man Fao is very delicate, you regard him as a confidant, and he can always keenly perceive the deep meaning behind your series of actions.

If I hadn't been convinced that you were Dai Lin's heir, I would even think that the two of you are more like relatives.

The most important thing is that you always remember the selfless protection and help of old man Faol when you were the weakest.

Without the secret support of this kind but pragmatic old man, it is absolutely impossible for you to create such a large force in just two or three years. "

"Yes, I am a person who knows how to be grateful."

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"I even want to sing a song for my dear Faol. Cough cough, listen to me thank you ~ because of you ~ warm the four seasons of Bu Laike Shaw ~"

"vomit"

Dark Essence made a vomit sound effect, and she said:

"I know that you have a good personal relationship with Faol old man, but you should be ready to wake up, little master.

After the incident in North County is over, no matter how old man Faol thinks of you in his heart, on the surface he must take an attitude that is incompatible with you.

If you're not going to fight your way into Light's Hope Chapel, you're going to be ready to get punched.

However, we have other options."

Xalatas sneered and said:

"The mantid empire has begun to multiply in Dellano's wilds of Gorgrond, and their faith and devotion have allowed the Heart of Darkness to thrive, and I now have much more power at my disposal.

So, is there going to be a spiritual plague breaking out in the heart of the Holy Light camp? Little master, you know that as long as you give an order, I can make this sacred place full of filth.

Come on come on, I know it's going to be fun.

You are expecting it too, right?

My wicked little master. "

"No, I don't expect to see the ugly appearance of the fallen paladins at all, it's boring."

The pirate snorted, and jumped off the saddle of the Firebird lightly as the sky circled and fell. The moment he landed, he plucked his long golden hair and said to Xalatas:

"You'd better play it safe, my dark little girlfriend, recharge your batteries and stay out of trouble, and when things in Gilneas are over, we'll go to Zandalar.

I heard old Garney say that the situation over there is already very bad, and the time has come to fish in troubled waters. "

"Tch, I'll trust you just once."

The arrogant Xalatas big sister snorted, gave her little master a passionate kiss on the soul level, and giggled maliciously:

"Look, the paladins are coming! They look very angry, and they want to beat you, little master."

"If they dare not, they dare not, trust me."

The pirate laughed, and just stood there with his hips akimbo, allowing more than a dozen paladins to surround him from all directions. The villain even had the leisure to wink at the angry female knights in front of him.

However, the expression of Old Fording who led the team was not so good-looking.

"The old knight wants to beat you! I can hear his clenched fists from so far away, but I won't help you. I'm leaving here. I'm not interested in anything about Gilneas." .

I'm going to go around Zandalar in my fancy tux, don't bother me when I'm in trouble, don't disturb my vacation, see you in Zandalar. "

Xal'atath blew an astringent kiss, then quickly left Bo Laike's body, and she literally ran away, leaving the helpless and helpless pirate surrounded by a group of paladins.

Tsk tsk, what a ruthless woman.

"Drop your arms! Take it easy! Bu Laike Shaw!"

Old Fording grabbed his warhammer and scolded:

"How dare you, an evil person, set foot in this Holy Land of Holy Light!"

"But I don't have a weapon."

Laike looked at his empty hands, and the movement of his raising his hands caused the vigilant and stressed paladins around him to take a step back.

It's as if this hateful guy can shoot destruction and death from his fingers or eyes at any time.

Well, don't doubt it, Boo Laike can do it.

"I have come to see His Majesty the Pope, and to confess my crimes before him."

The stinky pirate made a very sincere expression. He stroked his heart, and said in a melancholy tone like a castrated male diva:

"Although I have become so evil, although I have fallen into the abyss of darkness, my heart still beats only for the glory of the Holy Light, and I can even let you tie me up and send me to Your Majesty as a spoil of war.

Of course, I have a small request. "

Bou Laike raised his hands in the French military salute of obedience.

He winked at Old Fording and said:

"You must be gentle when you tie me up, my skin is so delicate, it would be bad if there were scars. If possible, let Miss Partress behind you be my 'temporary warden' Bar.

It doesn't mean anything, it's just that I don't really like other stinky men touching me. "

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Seeing Bo Laike's "catch without a fight", old Fording was a little uncertain about the bastard's intentions, and he could also feel the nervousness of the paladins around him without saying anything.

Nobody can keep their composure against Brad Laike Shaw, especially not after what he's done in Northshire Abbey.

The paladins were all on fire.

But they had to act cautiously in the face of the pirate in front of them.

"Priest Patrice, watch him!"

Old Fording handed a pair of forbidden magic shackles to Priest Partress behind him, and he whispered:

"I'm going to report this to His Majesty first. If he makes any changes, just let him do it. You can't stop him, and neither do I. Calm down, don't increase the casualties."

"Ok."

The long-legged priest nodded.

She has become an official priest, but she still has a deep impression on Braike Shaw. Although this sincere priest was a little nervous, he still stepped forward with shackles in hand.

Laike obediently stretched out his hands in front of him, allowing Partress to put on the enchanted shackles for him.

He looked at the long-legged and beautiful priest in front of him, and joked in a low voice:

"Hey, don't shake your hands, you fastened the third ring by mistake, this will reduce the restraining effect of the standard demonic shackles produced in Dalaran by at least one-third.

Is this your first time doing something like this? "

"Shut up!"

Paltrace was reminded that she had mistaken the locks of the shackles. She glanced at Bo Laike, and while re-cuffing Bo Laike's wrists, she whispered with reddened cheeks:

"Fortunately, I thought you were a neutral and brave man, but looking at what you did in North County, you are the most hateful bastard born in human civilization.

How dare you come here so swaggeringly?

Do you really think that the Holy Light will tolerate your evil deeds? "

Faced with this accusation, Bo Laike rolled his eyes, and in the midst of a group of vigilant paladin guards, he moved his nose, sniffed around Partress, and whispered:

"Whether the Holy Light will tolerate me, I don't know, but you must tolerate me. Speaking of which, are you also preparing to make your own blessing staff?

I smell the divine eye on you, so it seems you have a good personal relationship with my ship doctor.

In addition, we had a 'good time' together in Kul Tiras before, so I decided to give you a 'surprise', my dear 'Silver Priest' Ms. Partress. "

The smelly pirate lowered his voice, glanced around, and said in a whisper:

"Don't behave abnormally, listen to me! Concentrate the power of the holy light, turn it into the most blazing and most sacred punishment, let the second paladin on the left behind you fight down"

"Why are you bewitching me again? You villain!"

Of course, it was impossible for Partress to follow Bo Laike's command, she glared at the stinky pirate with big beautiful eyes and anger.

The latter shrugged, and lightly tugged his hands under Paltress' astonished gaze, and the shackles that could seal magic power were quietly opened in his hands and smashed to the ground.

Like a hostage, the pirate fixed the long-legged priest in place with a cross in the midst of the roar of the surrounding paladins.

Then he raised his left hand and threw a swift and swift shadow throwing knife at a paladin with a square face shining with holy light all over his body behind him.

It was entwined with the divine power of the void, and when it was shot, it brought a faint purple streamer, which made the paladin completely unable to resist, and could only call the holy light to gather into a holy shield.

But the distance is too short.

Before the holy light converged, the Shadow Throwing Knife pierced his forehead.

Under the stunned gaze of everyone, the guy who was attacked turned into little bats flying all over the sky amidst the shattering of blood, howling and fleeing into the dark night shrouded in holy light.

This scene made everyone froze in place, and Laike could clearly feel the trembling of the young but mature and hot body of Partress held hostage by him at that moment.

He grinned and whispered in the ear of the young silver priest:

"Guess, you depraved little girl, who among the people around us is Nathrezim pretending to be? A friendly reminder.

There is at least one demon hiding among you. "

Although Bu Laike's words were in a low voice, they were undoubtedly heard by everyone around him.

So in the next moment, under the gaze of the pirate with Le Ziren's gaze, the weapons that were originally aimed at him were aimed at everyone around by the paladin.

"This is my answer to your previous question, my dear Miss Partress, why can't I come to a place where demons can come at will?"

Bu Laike let go of the held silver priest, spread his hands and sneered.

He said:

"Believe me, I really came here without malice, I just wanted to show you my sincerity, my dear Faol.

Do you know how brave it takes for me, a guy who ranks fifth on the Burning Legion bounty list, to walk into a place that is infiltrated by demons like a sieve?

Rounding it up, it is no different from me walking into Argus alone. "

(end of this chapter)