Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1736 104. His Royal Highness Xiaoxing Xingxing can act like a fearless fox and pretend to be a tiger, that's great [additional 920]

"Are you really not sad? Most people will cry to death when they encounter this kind of problem, right? You know that we have a very good relationship, and you don't need to pretend to be strong in front of me.

I mean, cry if you want, I won't laugh at you this time. "

The little star spreads its wings in the twisting void, and while feeling this completely different experience from flying in the planet, it carries Bo Laike and the croaking little murloc to fly to the floating island continent of Mac'Aree suspended in the stars above.

In the starry sky she flew across, the dying Argus had completely disappeared, and even the burning star core had been extinguished into a small black broken star in the starry sky.

Layers of gravel star rings surround it, forming a dense asteroid belt among the stars. Those stones are as big as a mountain, but small enough to accommodate one or two people standing on them.

There are so many of them.

So much so that the Mac'Aree Floating Island Continent, where the tree of life took root, dared not change the flight angle rashly, for fear of affecting the precarious gravity stability here and ushering in a devastating "meteor shower".

However, using this special terrain to release the meteorite technique must be very effective. Even the worst high-level spellcaster can easily pull down a few small stars to destroy a certain place.

But the little star, who swims back and forth like a keen fish in the broken star belt, is not concerned with this rare and unique scenery. She magically said to Bu Laike who was riding behind her:

"Everyone is waiting for you at Mac'Aree, there are so many people, if you don't seize the time to cry now, you won't have a chance to cry when you meet them later.

Unless you want to change your image, from a handsome and sinister pirate to a crying sissy, it's worse than killing you, right? "

"Didn't you see the smile on my face? What did I do that made you think I was going to cry now?"

Bo Laike smoked his pipe, ignoring the hellish laws of physics and magic in the Twisting Nether's "near-vacuum" environment, puffing in this sea of ​​stars mixed with violent raw magic.

He squinted his eyes and tapped the towering dragon horns of the little star wrapped around the thunder light, and said:

"Don't guess my mind, be careful to anger the terrible Titan Slayer, and turn you, a little dragon, into a pot of stewed dragon meat like chopping melons and vegetables in the twisting void."

"Hey, just pretend, unless the relationship between you and Ms. Maiev is fake, otherwise how can you not be sad? Although you have always claimed that you are a ruthless person.

But I know how much my human servant feels for his lovers. "

Seeing that Bo Laike was still talking nonsense, Little Xingxing relaxed her worry a little. She glanced at the Mac'Aree floating island continent that was getting closer, and said in a low voice:

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me now, let the sadness ferment in your heart, I know that one day the pain in your heart will burst out.

Now you can hide in a dark corner wrapped in a quilt and secretly wipe your tears. Of course, if you need someone to accompany you, then His Royal Highness Little Xingxing can spare some time for you.

But make an appointment in advance, I may be very busy later.

Also, Fenna and your father were seriously injured, especially the old man Dai Lin. I heard from Lord Eonar that his strength has completely disappeared, and even the foundation of his existence has been destroyed. means"

"You wouldn't say this before, is this the carefree, crazy little star I know?"

Bu Laike stared at him, and with a wave of his hand, he created a blade of scattered moonlight to touch the blue dragon princess's big eyes. He said suspiciously:

"Who are you pretending to be? Be honest!"

"Don't go crazy!"

Little Xingxing screamed, and her huge body quickly rotated thousands of degrees among the shattered stars. She yelled:

"Don't hold such a dangerous thing in front of my eyes, hell! I feel that the moonlight in your hand can easily kill me, or leave a scar on my beautiful scales or something."

"Well, your feeling is a good friend, trust its reminder to you."

The pirate coldly raised the moonlight in his hand, put it to his mouth and licked it abnormally, and said in a long voice:

"This is Lord Moon Shadow's moonlight sword specially used for slaying dragons. To deal with those stupid young dragons who talk a lot and have many problems, it only takes one knife to make her die in a painless nightmare."

"It's okay if I don't talk about it, you bastard, people just care about you?"

Little Xingxing immediately showed his cowardly qualities.

She screamed that she would no longer ask the pirates any personal questions, and when she approached the floating island of Mac'Aree, Little Xingxing rolled her big eyes and asked in a low voice with a trace of awe:

"So, you're a 'god' now, right?"

"Well, you can continue to call me so impolitely, until I was angered by your rudeness and issued an oracle of punishment to see you being beaten up by a group of watchmen fighting for the gods.

Or you can kneel on the ground full of respect, shout my name, and then present treasures in a series of gorgeous words of praise to show your respect for me.

You rude little dragon. "

Bu Laike smoked a pipe and dissipated the moonlight sword in his hand. He looked down at the chaotic and lively land in front of him, and said in a casual tone:

"When you call me by my name, remember not to make a mistake.

If you want a gentle god to chat and play with you, then call it 'Lord Moon Shadow'; if you need your god to send down the dark majesty to repel or destroy the enemy for you, then call out 'The Silent One'.

Of course, both services require tribute.

I'm not like any other coquettish slut who wants to write an oracle into a complete riddle book, I don't need all the gods and gods to add to my majesty.

Whether you invite me to your birthday party or ask me to help you destroy a city, there is a price. In this regard, I have always marked the price clearly.

Remember? "

"Oh oh oh, I see."

Little Xingxing is not an idiot who doesn't understand anything.

She keenly captured two taboos from Bu Laike's joking statement, which means that Bu Laike has completely opposite dual priesthood, which will produce completely different results in different situations.

And he was the first to tell Little Xingxing the important news, which meant that he allowed Little Xingxing to get the blessing or power of the gods by calling his name under various circumstances.

"It's a rare 'privilege'."

Little Xingxing thought with some excitement:

"My lord finally has the strongest backer among these stars.

Hahaha, my humble, cunning but handsome human servant has finally become a god. With his protection, my lord can walk sideways in Azeroth and even the entire stars in the future!

Hmph, no matter how arrogant the little Deathwing is, I will see my lord summon the servants of the gods to destroy you! "

"Hey, I feel like you're thinking about something very rude again in your little head."

When the little star flapped its wings and landed on the edge of Mac'Aree's floating island continent, Bu Laike, who fell to the ground in the drifting moonlight, squinted at the little star.

Before Princess Blue Dragon wanted to refute, the pirate grinned and snapped his fingers lightly.

In the next instant, Little Xingxing felt that his body began to change strangely.

In her exclamation, her huge and majestic Thunder Dragon's figure was quickly shrunk, no matter how much she resisted, she couldn't delay the speed of body transformation.

In the blink of an eye, the majestic dragon turned into a cute blue kitten, wagging its tail and lying on the cloth Laike's boots, scratching the stinky pirate's boots frantically.

She meowed, and couldn't tell whether she was cursing or begging.

"This is a small punishment for your disrespect."

The pirate bent down and picked up the blue kitten by the back of its neck, and held her in his arms while the latter was making pitiful meows. The little murloc walked towards the crowd in front of him.

Those who survived were there, and behind them, the death knights and liches of the Crow Chapter dragged their exhausted bodies and turned the newly dead warriors into undead.

Farther away, the insect swarms who returned to safety from the battlefield were also counting their numbers. They were the group with the largest loss besides the annihilated Iron Legion.

Xal'atath brought three swarm clans to the battlefield, and less than one in a thousand worms made it back alive.

But that's not a bad thing.

At least in the worms' very distorted and terribly deformed outlook on life, after such a cruel reincarnation in history, every surviving worm will become the absolute backbone of the rise of the Dark Yaqi Empire.

Cheers, Swarm!

After the empire is rebuilt, the first batch of new heroes will be born!

Old Prophet Velen, His Majesty Faol, and Tyrande strode forward to ask Braike about the final battle situation. All three of them had traces of deadly battles left on their bodies, but their mental state was very good.

Probably the end of the Argus Raid has been confirmed, and they have confirmed that this impossible expedition has finally achieved a brilliant victory enough to shake the stars.

But as the three leaders walked towards Bu Laike, who was smiling at them with the blue cat in his arms, the pressure on the three of them became heavier with every step they took.

Especially Tyrande.

The most sincere high priest of the moon under the command of the moon god reacted more violently than Velen and Faol.

The image of Laike in her eyes was also completely different from what she saw before. To Tyrande, the pirate in front of him wore a crown shining with dim moonlight, and a black crescent floated behind him.

His image is also constantly changing between the handsome human figure and the aloof and indifferent moon night god of war wearing a moon veil. The cloth Laike in front of her undoubtedly gave her the feeling of meeting the moon god.

That kind of worship from the bottom of her heart made Ms. Tyrande bow her head immediately.

Looking directly at the gods is a terrible sin.

When she walked 120 feet in front of Bu Laike, Tyrande couldn't hold on any longer, her body was trembling and she was about to fall to her knees, but the pirate stretched out her hand to hold her up, making her short body stop in mid-air.

"So many people are watching, ma'am, Malfurion and Illidan are also watching, there is no need to do this in public, and it is not too late for you to kneel when we are alone."

The pirate's mocking voice echoed in the ears of the high priest, and he complained:

"I don't want to see the Stormrage Brothers conspiring to put me in a sack and beat me up, so I know you must be very excited to meet the Moon God, just like those fanatics.

But please be calm and decent.

Alas, I was talking, Velen, why are you like this? Your holy light is looking at you, bastard, do you not want to hang around in the holy light domain after kneeling down to the gods in such a large crowd?

Is there really no one you care about here? "

Under Bu Laike's "Shenwei scolding", the three leaders managed to retain the last bit of decency. They had come to inquire about the situation of the battle, but now they stood in front of the pirates with their hands tied, maintaining a posture of incomparable respect.

It is very similar to their posture when they approach the tree of life.

This is not only the humility and obedience brought about by faith, it is the same as a puppy seeing a Tyrannosaurus rex, the absolute suppression of life ranks makes them unable to raise their minds against Bu Laike.

Little Xingxing, who was held in the arms of the pirate in the "blue cat form", blinked and watched this scene.

Although she was bullied severely by the stinky pirates just now, when she saw the embarrassment of the three bosses, Princess Blue Dragon actually had a feeling of "he treats me well" in her heart.

Sure enough, happiness and everything are compared.

"The war is over, folks.

Aggramar is dead, Argus' resentment dissipated, Sargeras' ambition to create a dark pantheon is completely shattered, and the millions of demons in the doomsday world have been completely defeated in the catastrophe.

It was a brilliant victory. "

Bu Laike stroked the cat in his arms, glanced at the silent crowd behind him, and whispered.

But that voice instantly spread to the ears and hearts of everyone in the entire floating island continent, so that those who were seriously injured and comatose could feel that they could hear the good news of victory.

He said:

"The Dark Titan tried to ruthlessly obliterate us and our world among the stars, but we responded fiercely to his arrogance with our swords and fists!

Facts have proved that not even the Dark Titan can break our resistance, and fear has been born in the barren hearts of his brutal demons since this day.

The name of that fear is Azeroth, Dellano, and the Alliance Against Magic!

Rejoice, demon-slayer warriors.

This is not the benevolent grace of the gods, but the victory won by your own hands will be immortalized forever! Save the worries for tomorrow for the glory we just won.

It's time to celebrate, survivors. "

With a wave of the pirate's hand, the bright moonlight swayed down the broken continent like a waterfall.

The bright stars shroud every soldier like a veil, helping them wipe off the stains on their faces, helping them heal the sadness in their hearts, and then infuse them with the surge of victory, so that hope blooms in every dim heart .

In just a split second, Tongtian's cheers resounded through the broken sky of Argus. Countless hats and helmets were thrown into the sky, and everyone went crazy with joy.

Amidst the loud laughter of Braike squinting his eyes, Nathanos Maris hugged Sylvanas beside him, and amidst the whistles of the surrounding warriors watching the excitement, the pair almost Lovers who died on the battlefield staged a "kiss of victory" in a sea of ​​joy.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

With the strength of the "carnival" state imposed on the survivors by mobilizing the power of the mind, these guys will not be quiet until they have made a fuss for three full days.

Velen and Old Faol also embraced each other, and the two Holy Lightwalkers celebrated the hard-won victory by shouting the name of the Holy Light, but when they turned their heads, Braike, who brought the news of the victory back, was nowhere to be seen. .

Nobody knows where that guy went.

He started this victory celebration with his own hands, but doesn't he want to participate?

(end of this chapter)