Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1885 13. Before becoming a god, you must first give birth to yourself

"Dad is at the bottom of the sea! The shark riders sent by Benboerba have all gone to scout. They said that they found the mark he left behind in Nazjatar. Where are we going to pick him up?"

On the endless sea, the Naglfar is galloping in the tide.

Princess Mononoke chattered a lot to Sefiel, who was holding the steering wheel. Miss Ship Spirit was obviously very happy to find traces of her father, but there was no smile on the face of the first mate.

She glanced at the border of the distant world.

Even though it was half a world away, the Titan's sword inserted into the endless sea was still clearly visible, like a blood-red strange hill.

The power and majesty of the Dark Titan can be felt only from the frightening sword. It is really hard to imagine that such a big monster can be sealed.

Compared with Princess Mononoke, who still thinks in a childish way, Sefiel, who has experienced big storms, obviously understands the current situation better. Bu Laike survived but did not come back to join them immediately.

This shows that Lord Cthulhu must be in a bad state at this time.

How can this be reassuring?

"Get ready to dive."

Sefiel clasped the steering wheel tightly, and said something to Nagfar beside him.

The latter nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the sails of the entire ship were rolled up and tightened, and the cables everywhere were tied to fixed places like coiled snakes. The ghost sailors on the deck returned orderly and quickly. In the cabin, the black pirate ship began to displace the sea and sank downward.

But just as they were about to enter the submerged voyage, the sharp-eyed Princess Mononoke turned her head as if feeling something, suddenly widened her eyes and grabbed Sefiel's wrist, pointing at the sea fog that was torn apart on the sea behind and shouted:

"Look! The fleet of the Lich King!"

"Ok?"

Seifel frowned and looked back, and saw the chilly death fleet a few nautical miles away crossing this sea area in a sailing formation.

The leading "Admiral of Lordaeron" is like an unsheathed cold blade, tearing apart the early morning sea fog with an aura that can freeze everything.

It was vaguely possible to see many death knights on the deck under the tattered sails, and there was a tall Necromancer looking into the distance at the bow.

That should be Old Barry, the naval commander under the command of the Lich King, and judging from the direction they sailed, this fleet full of undead vanguards is going to somewhere in the eastern continent.

"The Emperor of Man calls on the Lich King for help."

Seifel thought for a few seconds and said:

"It seems that things are bad on their side, but it may also be a signal."

"What signal?"

Princess Mononoke asked curiously.

Safiel shook his head and said:

"A signal is a signal, but you don't have to think about it.

Are you ready? After receiving Bu Laike, we will go to Kul Tiras, and then sail directly to the River Styx. It will be a journey through the curtain of life and death, which is said to be very dangerous. "

"well enough."

Nagfar shrugged.

She grabbed the arm of the first mate dragon and shook it back and forth, like a daughter acting like a baby to her mother, and whispered:

"Actually, don't worry, it's not like I haven't sailed in the River Styx.

Before I met my father and Mama Sefiel, I also worked with Hablon's father under Hela. At that time, I went back and forth to the world of life and death every week and did not encounter any unsolvable troubles. .

But I was stupid at that time, and I probably wouldn't remember it if I was in trouble.

But isn't there a good saying in the human world?

The old horse knows the way.

I believe that as long as I get back on that route, I will be able to remember how to go. "

"You are confident."

Safiel sighed, and at the moment when the Nagfar sank completely into the abyss, she glanced at the death fleet going away again.

She could see the old Barry Weswin, who commanded the undead to cross the sea, took off his hat and saluted to herself at the bow, and Sefiel, who was the temporary captain, also took off his black pirate hat and put it on his chest to greet the old navy. return gift.

In the next moment, the entire ghost ship disappeared on the sea surface, leaving only a small vortex and floating water bubbles.

In the cold and dead sea, the Naglfar accelerated forward like a ghost. With the help of the sea water, it moved towards the capital of the Deep Sea Empire at a speed far exceeding that of the sea surface.

A few hours later, in Azshara's Eternal Palace, Bu Laike, who was sitting in a wheelchair, was pushed by several royal maids to the queen's bedroom.

Azshara wants to summon him.

Lord Cthulhu's recovery speed is very fast. Whether it is void or life, the two original forces are far more effective in healing than other forces, but the problem is that Sargeras, who was forced to "dress up as a woman", was merciless when he cut him However, the "war scars" left by the power of the godhead are not so easy to dissipate.

It can only be worn down slowly with the dual godheads of the Silent One and Moon Shadow. Before this intrusive force dissipates, Laike has to maintain this "weak" state.

But compared to Azshara's current condition, Lord Cthulhu in the wheelchair is already considered very healthy.

The noble queen of the deep sea will be lying on her imperial couch. Several maids are serving her with worried eyes, but the queen feels as uncomfortable as if she is paralyzed.

Since returning to the palace with Bo Laike yesterday, her condition has deteriorated rapidly.

It was as if the body was "accelerated death". At first, there was numbness everywhere, and then the fingers lost feeling. In the early morning of this morning, Azshara found that she could no longer move.

But now the queen feels like her body is like a cage, binding her soul in it. She already knows that something strange has happened to her, but when she wants to get out, she finds that she is unable to break free.

"It's almost time to calculate."

The evil god in the wheelchair was pushed to the side of the queen's imperial couch. Like an old Chinese doctor, he looked up and down at the queen. The latter could only look at him with her eyes, her extremely charming face was completely paralyzed.

When Azshara gets excited, she even drools from the corner of her mouth

Tsk tsk, I can't even think about it.

"What's wrong with me?"

Azshara magically simulates her own voice.

Although she felt that there was nothing wrong with her, there was an unconcealable weakness and exhaustion in that voice. It was empty as if it came from the other side of the Styx, and it seemed to be full after being crazy with her boyfriend for a few days and nights. Like a little fairy with a fairy face.

But in fact, she and Lord Cthulhu just "played" in the sea for a while yesterday, and they didn't do anything else, or in other words, they fell into the embarrassing situation before they could do anything.

Facing Azshara's question, Lord Cthulhu laughed strangely. He wanted to pick up the pipe but found that his situation was no better than Azshara's.

The dark titan's battle scars forced him into weakness, trembling even when he raised his hand.

In desperation, the evil god signaled the maid beside him with his eyes.

Fortunately, Azshara trained her maids very well. Bu Laike raised his eyebrows, and the seductive highborne beside him immediately put the pipe at the corner of his mouth knowingly.

As the first puffs of smoke rose, Bu Laike said to Azshara in a drawn out voice:

"You don't really think that you, as a member, will be unscathed after enduring the scour of the force that descended from the Pantheon, do you? Remember the 'container and godhead' theory I told you last time when I was chatting?"

"Is that small talk?"

Azshara couldn't move now, but her retort was still angry.

As if recalling an unbearable past, she gritted her teeth and said, holding back the fire:

"You mean, my body can no longer carry my current transformation?"

"Transformation? No, you haven't started to transform yet. You just came into contact with the knowledge of the godhead and understood the attributes and operation methods of the original force."

Bu Laike exhaled a smoke ring and explained:

"It's like a seed has been planted in your body, it is taking root, and the next stage is germination, but your body looks intact but is riddled with holes.

The titan spirit can ignore the scouring of the arcane force, but your flesh and blood body can't do it. This is the information disturbance from the source of the force that is interfering with your form of existence.

To put it simply, you are being 'assimilated' by the arcane force.

If you are lucky, you can survive and have a godhead seed, and then continue to study the original force, purify the power, and one day you will have your own godhead and transform into a god.

But if you're unlucky, you'll turn into a pretty arcane elemental for a short time

look at her fingers! "

The evil god said something to the maid beside him.

The latter hastily lifted the queen's senseless fingers and placed them in front of their eyes. Azshara clearly saw that her beautiful nails had left the entity and transformed into some kind of energy aggregation.

She said in a surprised tone:

"I have already started to elementalize? Why is this happening? My 'container' is certainly not as good as yours, but ten thousand years of magical tempering have made it very tough. How could I be so fragile?"

"Because it's impure!"

Bu Laike didn't go around the corner, and revealed the answer directly. He yawned and said:

"Your flesh and blood curse was removed by me, but the effect of that thing on your body is still deeply rooted, like a serious illness. Although you have recovered, your physical fitness is definitely not as good as before.

But don't worry.

Didn't Ms. Ionar tell you that before?

If everyone survives, she will help you rebuild your body.

Obviously, Life Titan has already predicted your current transformation, so Dr. Bu Laike’s advice to you is to eat and drink, spend the next time happily, and wait for the next doctor’s order. "

"Is there no other way?"

Azshara was silent for a few seconds and asked again. She obviously didn't want to abandon her perfect body, which was bestowed by God. After all, everything was "original".

The pirate thought for a while, and set his eyes on the crystal plate beside the queen's bed, where there were several special crystals with colorful streamers. Bu Laike squinted his eyes and stared at it. He said:

"That is the solidified form of the blood of the world. Azerite crystals may be useful, just like you cast spells with the Well of Eternity ten thousand years ago. Now strengthening your body with the blood of the world may allow you to survive this mystery Technical assimilation.

But it will take a lot, and it will be a lot of fun.

The only advantage is that under the stimulation of the blood of the world, your godhead seeds will grow faster, so that after you survive, you will be one step closer to the realm you desire.

But to be honest, I'd rather recommend you take the Life Titan approach.

Find an elf couple to 'birth' you again, so that when you are born, you will carry the seed of the godhead, which can better fit your arcane way.

Do you need me to find you a pair of parents? "

The crumb pirate in a wheelchair squeezed his eyes and said to his "paralyzed patient" and "bubble friend" Azshara:

"I will definitely do things with my heart. In fact, I think the Stormrage couple is good. Tyrande and Malfurion, or Tyrande and Illidan, it depends on your preference.

After all, I am the best court jester under your command, so I will naturally do my best to serve my queen. "

He bared his teeth and pretended to be loyal and said:

"As long as you give an order, the love potion will be arranged immediately to ensure that your 'reincarnation' will go smoothly, and I can condescend to be your godfather or something."

"I treat you as a friend! But you want to be my father?"

Azshara was so angry that the corners of her mouth were twitching and drooling. She gritted her teeth and said:

"Get out! You sycophant! I will not accept this humiliation even if I die, I will use Azerite to complete my promotion. Isn't it pain? How can there be strength without pain?

Y'all listen up, now! Send out the Praetorians to search for Azerite crystals near the Titansword Wound in the Great Sea! I need it, the more the merrier! "

The maids immediately filed out.

In the room of the dormitory, there were only the evil god of the wheelchair and the paralyzed queen left. Bu Laike looked left and right, and then stood up tremblingly while holding on to the armrest of the wheelchair under Azshara's astonished gaze.

He stood up straight, looked down at the helpless, weak and paralyzed queen, shrugged, and said:

"Don't think about it, I just want to say a few last words to you, I'm leaving, my ship is approaching here. And I have one last suggestion, if you don't want other elves to be your parents, then you You can try to be your own 'mother'."

Bu Laike put his hand on Azshara's flat and perfect abdomen, and said softly:

"I'm not just looking for happiness to communicate with you at a negative distance. My lord, the seed of life is here. You only need a simple conception magic, and you can have it after you conceive in October." A creation that truly comes from your blood.

She will be the most suitable godhead container for you. "

"No, I don't need it! As a queen, I don't need an heir, and I don't want to give birth to a child for you dirty god! Don't try to humiliate me again, Bu Laike

Are you leaving? "

The queen said in a hoarse voice:

"Is it the kind of 'leave' I thought?"

"Well, you could call it 'The Farewell' or something."

The pirate nodded, put away his pipe, stretched out his trembling hands to help Azshara gather a strand of hair to his ear, and whispered:

"At the beginning of the story, I really didn't expect the relationship between the two of us to develop in this way, but now it seems that it also adds a lot of nice details to the journey.

My dear Majesty, thank you for entering my story. "

"Neuropathy."

Azshara felt the emotion of Bo Laike's farewell.

She suddenly felt a little nostalgic for the love and killing with the prophet in black in the past, but the proud queen would definitely not show such emotions, so she scolded:

"Give me a face! You are the court jester I pardoned, no matter where you go, don't embarrass me."

"Uh, I want to say something more sensational, to trick your tears."

The pirate pouted and said:

"I don't want to talk about it now, so be it, rest, Your Majesty, it's time for you to rest, and I wish you smooth sailing in your future journey."

After speaking, Laike sat back on the wheelchair, turned the wheelchair in a circle without anyone pushing it, and opened a void rift leading to the Naglfar in front of him.

The purple light danced and shone on Bu Laike, watching the evil god leave, the queen suddenly said:

"Will we meet again in the future?"

"It's up to you."

Bu Laike waved his hand very chicly and said:

"If one day you are about to leave this world, we may meet again. At that time, we can meet again, enjoy a warm and exciting reunion, and tell each other's stories after the indulgence.

You won't miss me, will you?

You are such a proud and independent woman, do you want to ask to keep an evil guy who has been bullying you? "

"roll!"

Azshara roared, full of the majesty of the queen of the deep sea.

Boo Laike let out a pleasant laugh, letting the wheelchair step into the gap, and disappeared completely after the bridging space was smoothed. Only the queen was left alone on the gorgeous imperial couch.

After a few seconds, she closed her eyes.

The uncontrollable corners of his mouth curled up hard, revealing a gentle smile.

As a queen, she had no friends, and a lonely ruler didn't need friends very much, because she didn't expect the company of others or be understood by others.

She was accompanied by strength, and walked through the dark abyss alone, and at the end of the journey, she sometimes felt extremely cold at the height.

But now that loneliness has somewhat dissipated, and what's even better is that not only do I have a friend who doesn't need to look down, but I also get a very useful "royal figure comforter" for buy one get one free.

I have to say, things are amazing.

"boom"

The Crumb Pirate's wheelchair was left in the captain's quarters of the Naglfar.

Ten seconds after he came back, the door of the captain's cabin was pushed open. Sefiel and Nagfar looked at Bu Laike who was sitting in a wheelchair and biting off the cork of the wine bottle in the captain's cabin, and they were suddenly relieved.

"My mate, change course and go to Kul Tiras."

Bu Laike reached out and picked up the black pirate hat placed beside the bed, put it on his head, and said to Sefiel:

"Let me finish that whimpering goodbye and then..."

"We're sailing to the end of the world."

(end of this chapter)