Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1567 200. Be so reckless, so arrogant and frivolous!

"By the way, why does it feel a bit bad to bully an honest man like this?"

On the way out of the creation furnace, the smelly pirate rubbed his forehead and complained to the black and white swords floating beside him:

"Does it mean that it was offered to be delivered to my door and sold by me, and it still counts the money for me?"

"Yeah yeah."

Eremeni, the vivacious black sword, flitted around like ADHD, screaming:

"Master, you are simply a world-class villain. If you lie to such an honest titan, you have no conscience!"

"Ha, I accept Ni's compliment, but don't say it next time."

Bu Laike snorted, then turned to White Sword Sharator and said:

"After finishing the matter of Ulduar this time, I will get a large amount of anima from those guardians. Except for the ones I use for myself, I plan to use the rest to strengthen you.

We calculated carefully, with Freya's life force, Thorim's storm power and Hodir's winter power, Mimiron's creative power was useless to us, so we sold it at a high price. To the gnomes.

The remaining three titanic powers should be enough to take your might to the next level. "

"Thank you master."

The docile Sharathor thanked him sincerely, but soon the black sword Eremeni became unhappy. She hovered in front of Bu Laike and yelled loudly:

"Why does my sister have me? Master, you want a bowl of water to be flat!"

"Ha, because you 'complimented' me just now."

Bu Laike said with a cold face:

"After following me for so long, don't you know how narrow-minded I am? I'm angry. Let's talk about it after you strengthen it."

"do not do it."

Eremeni acted coquettishly.

But the question is, is she a sword, or a very sharp sword, and if she is too coquettish, she will definitely poke two holes in Bo Laike.

The pirate snorted, ignoring the idiot Jianniang who was in the second grade, who chased after her all the way and cried until her sister couldn't stand it anymore, and reminded her in a low voice:

"Master is going to attack Yogg Saron next, but he is an ancient god born in the void. Your heart can be strengthened in front of me."

"Aww, is that so?"

Only then did the idiot Heijian calm down, and flew over to stick his sword hilt on Bu Laike's face and his master's to express his gratitude and love.

Just playing around like this all the way into the battle area of ​​Ulduar, the war between the heroic spirits and the creation of the void has spread from the broken cage to the main ring of the city.

That is, on a passage inside the city built around the most important facilities of Ulduar.

There are collapsed buildings everywhere, tragic dead heroes or purged void evils. Braike found not only the traditional Faceless and Kraxis thugs in those corpses, but also found Na Voidcreatures of Jahua and some cultists of various races in robes of the Church of the Storm and the Twilight's Hammer.

This reconfirms that Yogg-Saron has teamed up with his last remaining evil brethren in the face of crisis, but this time they're not out to swallow the world.

They are trying to survive together.

Tsk tsk, to be able to push the evil ancient god to such an extent, it seems that Algalon's deterrent power is really extraordinary.

"There are monsters over there!"

Got Braike's heart energy strengthening promise, which made today's sword girl very active. The black and white swords flew around the pirates, like cruise missiles that precisely tracked the enemy and targeted the strike. After discovering the hidden void creatures around It's about to roar and fly over to kill the threat.

But this time Laike didn't let them do it.

He raised his left hand, a group of blood-red "pocket" G'huun parasites emerged in his hand, and he threw it towards the place where the cultists were hiding. The sound of chirping disappeared into the darkness, and a few seconds later, those cultists who were hiding rushed out from their hiding places with horrified screams.

There are a few humans and gnomes, as well as orcs and tauren, and even two quilboar.

Tsk tsk, this composition is complex enough, it is indeed a group of dogs in this world that are worse than lowly pirates, and it really has a big gathering of scum of all races.

They screamed and ran away, but their fingers kept scratching their bodies, as if they were sick, and within a few steps, they tore their clothes and left glaring bloodstains on their skin.

But their bodies didn't feel any better because of the constant scratching.

In fact, they seemed to be "melting" while running. The farthest and most physically strong tauren exploded into a ball of red liquid while howling weakly before even running ten steps.

It's like a building block being knocked down, and it's like a sand castle made of sand collapsing.

That red liquid is not blood

It's not that useful.

These liquids are the dross left over from the last nutrients of the physical bodies of these cultists after all their power, existence, and even souls have been extracted.

It's like the excrement pulled from the devil's X-eye after being swallowed and chewed by the world's malice, it is the most meaningless thing in this world.

But that's just the beginning.

The pirate sneered and stared at the darkness in front of him.

He didn't need to sense it to know how many evil beasts from the void are hidden in the darkness. They regard the dark land as their own territory and will attack all existences that enter it.

They took Yogg-Saron as their master, to fashion for their evil master the void hells of the material world in the land of creation.

They think they can match the Legion of Heroic Spirits and beat the Guardians to the ground. They have the confidence given by the radical and corrupt will of the void.

They greedily covet the bright world in the darkness. What they long for is not to destroy the sun, they only hope to see that all the land illuminated by light is full of seeds of corruption.

This is evil beyond evil, darkness darker than darkness, perhaps they should be called 'pure evil'? Whether it is destruction or killing, it is not out of interest, but based on its own existence.

This is exactly the two extremes of the demons who are keen on destruction and immersed in destruction.

Laike is not hostile to void creatures, he considers himself a half void creature, and he doesn't despise those twisted and corrupted flesh and blood, but he doesn't like them either.

Especially today.

Oh, Yogg-Saron is the Old God, so you've worked your ass off for it.

But the Old Gods are just that, who isn't?

I'm already here, you guys are too tired to come out and kneel down to welcome the arrival of the "Demon of a Thousand Tongues".

You really think this Demon King is easy to bully, don't you?

okay.

Then get up!

"Go, my dear Drake."

Bu Laike pointed to the boundless darkness in front of him, and he instructed:

"Teach these lawless, respectless dogs what are the rules, and let the horrible blood plague break out here. Although it is hard to say that the blood flowing in the bodies of those void bastards, as long as it is liquid, it can be killed by you. Take control, no?

go Go.

Open up your belly and feast on it.

You are already a mature 'Master of Infection', you should learn to choose your own targets, find food, grow by yourself, and then serve me.

Oh, right.

Heroic spirits can't eat it, and neither can those mortal warriors. "

Bu Laike exhorts:

"I don't want to go back and explain to my crying mother why my old father was infected with the blood plague in the land of creation and died inexplicably.

It's such a hassle. "

The abominable parasite named "Drake" by Laike maliciously immediately molded a body with blood on the spot, screaming like a chubby silkworm baby and rushing into the darkness.

Soon, the horrified howls from the Faceless and Voidflesh echoed in the darkness, and the wailing of those guys was as ugly as their appearance.

But it's a pity that this terrifying howling can't scare anyone.

Although the name is "Lord of Infestation", the endless parasitic ability from G'huun was originally written by the Titans to eliminate the Old Gods and the power of the void.

This guy is extremely lethal when facing other beings, but devouring the void is its "main job".

"Hey, look what I found?"

Xal'atath's seductive and hoarse voice sounded behind the pirate, and the ancient venerable screamed in a pretentious tone:

"When I first came here, I saw a terrible ancient god killing his fellow void compatriots. I don't know why this newly promoted ancient god was so angry, but there is no doubt that he The cold-bloodedness and cruelty make a dark lady like me feel creepy.

So, my dear little master, have you finally been unable to suppress the darkness in your heart and fell into the abyss of chaos? Has the good wish that I have been praying for day and night finally come true?

Can we set this nasty world on fire right now? "

The snake beauty emerged from the darkness behind her, her slender snake tail dotted with gorgeous fallen gems was wrapped around the pirate's legs, and it was almost equivalent to wearing clothes hanging diagonally on her body, making her full of excitement when she hugged Laike. A different kind of temptation.

She stretched out her snake-like forked tongue to gently touch Bo Laike's ear, and said angrily:

"You have changed, little master. I can smell that some changes have taken place in your soul and your body, like an egg in the darkness that has been warmed for a long time to finally let the life of darkness break out of its shell."

"Did you say this wonderful metaphor based on your own experience? Maybe I think it's more accurate and poetic for you to say 'seeds bloom'.

But what more can I expect from a Void Essence who has never gone to school and has never systematically studied elegant grammar? "

The pirates were unmoved.

He grinned in the dark, reached out and tapped Xalatath's exquisite chin, and let the snake beauty sway like a cobra in front of his eyes. He said:

"You said I've changed, did I get better? Or did I get worse?"

"Neither good nor bad."

Xalatas's eyes were shining brightly, exuding a faint purple light in the dark night, she said with shortness of breath:

"But in my eyes, it's even more charming. It makes me want to eat you right here."

As she spoke, she licked her full lips with her tongue.

Don't mention the sexiness.

"here?"

Bu Laike looked around for a week, the fallen corpses and the wanton flowing red liquid around him made all his desire subside. He shrugged to Xal'atath and said:

"It's better to wait until we go back to the Naglfar, or find a more upscale place. I'm not talking about you, Xalatath, now you are a person of status anyway, you can't be so casual, I mean um."

The pirate's complaint was blocked by the unsolicited kiss.

This pair of Void Dog men and women started a passionate kiss in this dead and quiet place, and this passionate kiss lasted surprisingly long, after all, neither Xalatas nor Bu Laike needed to breathe much.

"Okay, let's get down to business."

After a few minutes, Bu Laike pushed the watery-eyed elder away, stretched his neck, and said to the dissatisfied Xal'atath:

"Today is not for fun, Yogg-Saron is up ahead, don't know if he is waiting for us, but there is no doubt that we will go to the appointment.

I will be with you.

I will question and punish those bullying bastards for my girlfriend who was eaten

Look how good I am to you. "

"But I want to eat you more now than Yogg-Saron."

Dissatisfied, Xalatas pulled back the clothes that were hanging around his waist and prepared to "dress up" to his shoulders, and gave Laike another white look. It was like a lover shopping, in this place full of void corrosion and corpses everywhere. Tian took the pirate's wrist and put her head on his shoulder.

After taking a few steps, Xalatas suddenly asked:

"Why did you let your worm out to forage freely? Aren't you afraid that Odin and the others will discover your secret?"

"Anyway, they can't hide it. They think whatever they like."

Bu Laike curled his lips and said seriously:

"Plus, it's not called 'The Bug,' it has a name, it's 'Drake,' and it's my new best friend."

"Oh, I remember you also said to Deathwing, 'Lord Daval, you are my best friend'."

Xal'atath snorted, staring at Bo Laike and saying:

"You haven't answered my question yet, why do you want it to frantically look for food here?"

"Because using it requires proficiency, my dear ancient venerable."

The pirate walked into the darkness that was so quiet that it made one's heart shudder, and he whispered:

"I've got to get my dear Drake to a level where we can parasitize demigods before we face Yogg-Saron, and it's like playing some kind of boring swipe game where you've got to be playing The BOSS has brushed up the skill proficiency before, otherwise it will be deducted from DKP.

Speaking of which, my dear Xal'atath, you don't really intend to eat Yogg-Saron, do you?

I mean, your slender body doesn't have such a big appetite, you can eat up to a third, or it will ruin your perfect figure.

Mature women know that they must learn to control their desires to ensure their good image in the eyes of others, instead of going crazy and trying to change the definition of "beauty" in the whole world because they can't get better.

You can't let the world accommodate you.

This is a virtue.

After you have tasted the delicacy called 'Revenge', I will taste the void of Yogg-Saron again. You can't just throw away the rest, right?

That would be too wasteful. "

Bu Laike picked up his pipe, lit the void fire in the darkness and lit the tobacco leaves. As the smoke rose, he said:

"There are only two ancient gods left in this world. Such precious creatures must be used properly."

(end of this chapter)