Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1493 126. This neon pirate, please restrain yourself

The magic power of the Sunwell is being absorbed. In the golden liquid magic power of the magic well, which surges like water waves, the visible magic flow rotates through each node of the magic well and finally converges on the tide scepter suspended in mid-air.

Now this deep-sea scepter shining with golden light is like Azshara's magical beacon placed in the sun well, which can gather the magic power of the entire sun well for her to use.

But the Well of the Sun has existed for seven thousand years, and the Quel'dorei elves have repaired and maintained it countless times. With their magical attainments, it is impossible not to add some "insurance measures" to this magic well.

Unfortunately, the "insurance" they imposed on the Sunwell was not enough.

At least in front of a spellcaster like Queen Azshara, these measures are all useless.

"In my entire life, I have never seen the magic tide of the Sunwell as active as it is today, and no Sun King dared to mobilize the energy of the entire magic well so wildly to fight.

This is definitely an arcane power that ordinary people can control. "

Beside Bu Laike, Darkan Della Hill, the Queen's "die loyal", was looking up at the magic tide swirling and whistling in front of him like a sea tide.

There was awe in his eyes, and a hint of longing.

He also took a share of the gathered magic power just now, and permanently poured part of the pure magic power into his body to help him improve his magic control.

But the benefits he reaped for himself are nothing compared to the arcane dominance set off by Azshara before him, they are simply ants at the feet of the titan.

"Queen Azshara's power is unrivaled. She is the closest thing to the 'God of Magic' in this world."

Darkan said with emotion.

Bu Laike ignored him, wondering if this guy is sick?

You want to praise Azshara and say these flattering words in front of her, what do you mean by telling me? Do you want me to say a few words for you in front of the queen?

Don't you need to be paid in advance to ask someone to help you?

"Ah, yes, yes, your empress is invincible. If you serve the empress well, you will also be invincible in the future."

The pirate replied perfunctorily, his fingers still placed in the golden liquid magic power floating in front of his eyes, and he was sensing the strange spirit in the Sunwell.

Hearing the impatience in Bu Laike's words, Darkan shook his head slightly, expressionless on the surface, but in his heart he despised that the pirate was a pirate, too rude and arrogant.

I also plan to take the initiative to show my favor to maintain a cooperative relationship.

But with his difficult appearance, it is probably out of the question.

As a spellcaster, Dar'Khan rarely dealt with pirates. He didn't know Bo Laike's behavior style, and he couldn't understand the kindness of pirates that could be exchanged for money.

Seeing that the pirates were ignoring him, he didn't stop, walked to the other side, and continued to use Azshara's staff to "grab some wool" for himself.

"Useless things."

The smelly pirate thought contemptuously:

"Azshara has given you her scepter, and now she can control the magic flow of the Sunwell, but only dares to eat a few mouthfuls of residue cautiously.

Say you don't have the guts, you dare to openly seek refuge with the Empress of the Deep Sea.

Say you have the guts, but dare not follow the greed in your heart to devour the delicacy of this power when you have such an opportunity in front of you.

You don't look like a qualified pirate at first glance, you probably won't be able to make a name for yourself in Azshara's extremely dangerous court.

Or take refuge in the Lich King as soon as possible.

If you are in an immortal body, at least you don't have to worry about being assassinated by a warrior who jumped out of nowhere. "

After thinking about it ironically, Bu Laike didn't pay any attention to the bastard Darkan.

He focused his attention on the golden magic power floating in front of his eyes, and through the contact with the sun well water, he already felt that the flustered spirit body was avoiding his "invitation".

"Hey, don't hide, I'm watching you."

The pirate didn't move his mouth, this time he used the power of his heart, using the weak impact of the void to convey his thoughts into the well.

Soon, he "heard" the response.

"Hey hey hey! What's wrong with you human? Can you see me? Can you feel me? Except for Anasterian and his father, no other elves can do it."

A very pleasant voice was reflected in the spirit of the pirate, and the water in front of his eyes also swayed and rippled.

The spirit manifested.

But Darkan and his female assistants didn't notice it, nor did Bo Laike see it with the naked eye.

He raised his head, and a purple light emerged from the depths of his pupils to allow him to enter the state of "spiritual vision", and then he saw clearly the elf girl standing on the golden water in front of him.

Well, calling her "elf" isn't quite right either.

This spirit body probably just outlines its own image with its most familiar appearance, and she probably rarely sees humans, so it is looking at Bu Laike up and down with big eyes.

She noticed Bu Laike's weird ears, and raised her finger to the pirate's ears and asked:

"Are you an elf? Or a human? I've never seen an elf with such small ears. Are you underdeveloped? Poor disabled elf, who are you?

Why do you call me 'Anvena'?

Anasterian doesn't call me that, he's always called me 'Sun Spirit' since he was a kid, and I don't know why he called me that.

I don't like this name. "

"Because I'm a prophet, Anveena."

Bu Laike showed a friendly smile. He stood still and explained to the lively spirit in front of him in a spiritual dialogue:

"I can see fragments of the future, and I know that in some future you will leave the Sunwell and live among mortals under the name of Anveena.

You'll also fall in love with a wimpy blue dragon, for whom you end up sacrificing yourself and saving the world.

You are such a good boy.

Although the fate is more miserable. "

"Wow! A blue dragon? Do I have to sacrifice myself to save the world?"

The spirit body blinked in surprise, then shook her head like a rattle again, frowning and said:

"I don't think I would like a blue dragon, and those blue dragons have been trying to see me for a long time without disturbing the elves.

But I don't like them.

Because they always say that I am a very cherished research sample, and they also tempt me by saying that they want to take me out of here and go to a fun place. Tch, do you really think I am a silly child?

Speaking of which, you just said that you want to take me away too? "

The spirit of the Sunwell stared at Bo Laike with a wary gaze of a human trafficker. She took a step back and said to the pirate:

"Give up, I won't leave here, this is my home, I like my home."

"Don't be so direct, little girl."

The pirate picked up his pipe, rubbed his forehead and said:

"I didn't mean to take you away forcibly, I just need to take a moment to explain the current situation to you, so listen to me patiently, okay?"

"There's no time for you."

The spirit body shook its head, and said with some concern:

"I can hear little Anasterian's pain from here, he must be in need of help now, there is a very bad woman beating him, I watched him grow up.

I can't let him be beaten like this.

I want to help him.

I want to lend him all my magic power. "

"If you dare to move around, that bad woman will come and beat you up soon."

Bu Laike squinted menacingly:

"She hasn't discovered your existence yet. Once she finds out, you will be taken back to the deep sea as her pet. Believe me, that bad woman has a criminal record. She tried to capture my blue dragon friend before. As a pet.

Speaking of which, when were you born, little Anveena? Was it when the sunwell was built? Or did Dath'Remar Sunstrider wake you up somehow?

As far as I know, there are no magical beings like you in the Nightwell. "

"I do not know either."

The spirit called "Anveena" by Laike tilted his head and frowned. After thinking hard, he gave an unreliable answer.

she says:

"When I woke up, Dath'Remar was dead and buried by the elves. It was his son who found me. He taught me many things and said that my birth was given to the Quel'dorei by the world. Gifts and blessings.

But I feel as though I were born not from this well, but from an older power.

Oh, it hurts! "

An Weina let out a cry of pain and said:

"That bad woman is drawing my magic power again, she has such a big appetite! She must be very powerful, I haven't felt this level of drawing in the past for so long.

She's sucking me dry!

Is that crazy woman magic incarnate?

How can she control my power so easily? "

While An Weena was rubbing her head and screaming in pain, the pirate swiftly dropped a scout on An Weena, and the next moment, the entry of this strange spiritual body appeared in front of the pirate:

Name: Anveena Tiggle/Sun Spirit

Race: Eternal Spirit/World Blood

Occupation: no ordinary occupation

Legendary Occupation: No Legendary Occupation

Mythical Occupation: Level 2 Civilization Guardian [Bind to Quel'Dorei Civilization]

Character description:

Anveena was born from the blood essence of the ancient world. She is the last echo on the world left after the Well of Eternity was destroyed.

She was supposed to die completely with the collapse of the Well of Eternity, but Dath'Remar Sunstrider's behavior of building the Sunwell accidentally gave Anveena the hope of regaining her consciousness.

She is the embodiment of the pure magic of the Sunwell, the greatest miracle that the realm of Quel'Thalas can ever produce.

"Let me just say, it is impossible for the pure magic power of the Sunwell to give birth to a spiritual body like you, and the accumulation of a large amount of magic power can at most create a powerful arcane element.

But you, you are a product of a completely different concept. "

The pirate grinned, and said to Anwena persuasively:

"Please believe me, Miss Sun Holy Spirit, I am really here to help you. You have also seen my friends hunting down demons in your home before, right?

You have been targeted by the Burning Legion, and the dreadlords are after you.

They hope to use your huge magical power to open a door to the twisting void in this world, and summon terrifying demons to destroy the world.

Your home is no longer safe and you should move to a safer place. "

"But...but the elves will protect me!"

An Weena shook her head and refused:

"Little Anasterian made an oath to me on the eve of his ascension to the throne. He will protect me no matter what. I trust him, but I don't trust you.

There's something about you that scares me. "

"I fully believe in Sun King's determination to protect you, I just simply doubt his ability."

The pirate exhaled the smoke ring and said to Anveena:

"Look, he couldn't even beat Queen Azshara, he asked so many people to help him, but in the end, Queen Azshara beat him to the ground.

This fully proves that the Quel'dorei elves have no ability to protect you. If the demons really come, they will only end up in a tragic end together.

And as I said just now, the devil is coming for you, Anwena.

Your continued stay here is also a threat to those elf children you like.

The threat is growing, and the best way you can protect them and yourself is to get out of here with me, out of sight of the demons. "

"You say they can't do it, can you do it?"

The pure An Weina was a little shaken when she heard this statement, but she still asked suspiciously:

"You don't look very powerful. If the devil comes to catch me, can you protect me?"

"Ahem, it seems that you still don't know who I am. It seems that I need to introduce myself to you."

Bu Laike straightened up immediately, coughed a few times, pointed to himself and said:

"Standing in front of you is a mighty pirate who played tricks on Archimonde, a powerful assassin who stabbed Kil'jaeden to death with a single sword, and a powerful ranger who faced the fallen titan in the world of Dellano and was able to retreat completely. The Will of the Void personally selected and killed three invincible warlocks of the ancient gods.

If that still doesn't convince you to trust me, then I'll say one more thing.

I have an ancient god lover, she loves me to the core.

Believe me, no one in this world knows how to protect you better than me.

I have planned to rebuild a magic well on my site that is more powerful than the Sunwell and Nightwell, and I will make it comfortable for you as your new home. "

"Wow, your title is so long, it does sound more powerful than Little Anasterian."

An Weina stared round her eyes and said:

"But I still can't make up my mind to leave my house. Um, that I haven't been anywhere since I woke up, and I'm kind of scared.

What if you are the bad guy? "

"How can I be a bad person?"

Bu Laike asked in surprise:

"Have you ever seen such a handsome and gentle bad guy like me? And there are some things I don't want to say, for fear of hurting your heart, but you little idiot is so ignorant, so I can only say it.

My Anveena, do you think your existence is a good thing for the Quel'dorei elves? "

"Of course! I am the protector of this country and the elves!"

When mentioning this matter, An Weena immediately puffed up her chest proudly. She fiddled with her long golden hair like a waterfall, and proudly said loudly:

"It is because of my protection that the Quel'dorei elves have been able to resist the barbaric trolls for so long, and it is also because of my generous grant of magic power that their civilization can flourish!

Quel'Thalas would not be what it is today without me. "

"Yeah yeah, you've given them plenty of magic, like a generous mother giving unsatisfied children all the toys they want."

The pirate raised his voice and said quietly:

"Every day they are absorbing magic power, the magic addiction in their bodies is increasing day by day. The Quel'dorei elves 2,800 years ago can still walk out of Quel'Thalas and cooperate with the human empire to conquer trolls.

But now?

How many elves dare to leave this land for a long time? It's not that they don't yearn for the vastness of the world, but that they have no way to leave and dare not leave.

Addiction will kill them.

It's also because of your generosity, my Anveena, that you protect your children so well that they suffer from incurable diseases and turn them into sissy mothers.

Is this what you want to see?

You have also seen those children of the night, the present of those magic addicts who have 'evolved' to the point where they cannot eat other food to satisfy their hunger except magic power is the future of the Quel'dorei protected by you.

You listen to my advice.

You have to be strict if you want your kids to thrive, and you want to ruin their lives by giving them everything they want.

You're making a mistake all new moms make.

But it's okay, I can help you heal your children.

Isn't it magic addiction? It's a piece of cake. "

The pirate flicked his fingers, using a very weird tone that always appeared in some very exciting and weird comics, and An Weina, who was holding the winning ticket, said with a dark and sad face:

"This elf mother, you don't want all your children to become sick, do you?"

(end of this chapter)