Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1915 43. I can tell at a glance that your boy is a kind and filial talent

Bwonsamdi was apparently playing a double with Boo Laike.

General Draven, who was watching coldly, saw the trickery between these two guys at a glance, and the Stoneborn commander even guessed more truths, such as this slippery and cunning Bwonsamdi should be Braike, the evil god who placed in the blue sky. Senno's spy.

Just looking at how many down-and-out loa gods it has gathered, one can tell that this guy has a lot of plans.

And when Bwonsamdi shouted the slogan to overthrow the Winter Queen's rule, the scene where the incited Loa agreed in unison made the Stoneborn general feel chills.

Even if he doesn't have a heart of flesh and blood, he can still feel the desperate mind of these loa.

But who is to blame?

Draven glanced at Lady Moonberry who was hiding behind the little murloc, whose face was pale with fright. The Stoneborn commander shook his head slightly. The Queen of Winter's rule had always been criticized by the emperor.

The Great Emperor once commented that the Queen of Winter is a dull and inflexible character, and she is too obsessed with the rules of the power of life.

When she artificially ranked these natural spirits from the material world in her own woodland, the scourge of injustice had already been planted.

Now the Queen of Winter is forced to suffer from the crisis of lack of anima planned by the earth, and she loses her mind and starts sacrificing the Loa to maintain the prosperity of Blazing Wilderness, which is a bad move.

The loas don't want to die either.

The already oppressed contradictions became acute at this moment, coupled with the fact that Bu Laike, a conspirator, was behind the scenes, and Bwonsamdi, an eloquent villain, showed up to win him over.

Under the oppression of the situation, the Loa will naturally form a single rope.

General Draven looked up at the peaceful woodland surrounded by the blue streamer in the distance amid the howls of the loa and the enemy, and he had already outlined the scene of this eternal woodland falling into the flames of war in his mind.

The Winter Queen is in trouble with her Night King and Night Fae army.

What's even more frightening is that they have been immersed in peace for too long, and they have not even noticed the slightest danger.

"Let's get ready!"

Amidst the roars of all the loa, Braike, who was very satisfied with this "loa army", generously took out the treasure box of anima he got from the gnawing abyss, kicked it open, and grabbed a handful of precious The Epic Anima Orb was thrown towards more than thirty Loa in front of him.

He yelled:

"Swallowing these hearts can make you stronger, each summon your own beast family in the Blazing Blue Fairy Field, gather here three days later, and I will take you into the heart of the forest!

The foolish reign of the Winter Queen will end at that time, suffering souls, I assure you, after the new era of Blazing Wilderness is pushed aside, the Spirit Seed Greenhouse will be restarted as soon as possible! "

Cthulhu squinted his eyes and looked at the Loa who were eager to try. He waved his hand and promised:

"The Loa who contributed the most in this battle will get the first chance to be resurrected and reincarnated! Even if the world you came in has been destroyed in the flames of war, it doesn't matter, the fertile Azeroth will open its arms to you.

I have made a contract with the Golden King of the troll civilization, and you can receive supreme courtesy in the kingdom of the gods. "

"Thank you, Big Brother Silent, for your gift, you idiots!"

Bwonsamdi yelled out of nowhere, and secretly took out an anima orb suitable for him from Bo Laike's anima treasure box and put it in his bosom, while yelling at the Loa in front of him like a dog.

The next moment, the loa gods who were summoned expressed their gratitude to Bu Laike in a mess, and under the command of the evil god, they returned to the woodland with the precious heart energy bestowed, and went to prepare for the war.

These guys who are usually bullied at the bottom in Chilan Xianye are like a group of mice who have found the support of a big man, and they will be full of pride and confidence.

He didn't realize that he had been fooled into cannon fodder at all.

However, the kind-hearted evil god is not such a ruthless guy.

He has always kept his word, as long as these loas can persevere until the Winter Queen is defeated by him, then the promised rewards will definitely come. Anyway, given the current situation in Azeroth, no matter where the loa Shendu comes from will be welcomed of.

"well done."

Bo Laike watched the last big gaudy cat, Loa, disappear into the forest at the entrance of the other world, then put down the hypocritical smile on his face, turned his head and said to Bwonsamdi who straightened his body behind him:

"I sent you to lurk in the Blazing Blue Fairy Fields, it really is a genius idea, a big villain like you is the most suitable for this kind of thing.

After we capture the Heart of the Forest and overthrow the Winter Queen's foolish rule, I will make you the head of the Loa of the Blazing Wilderness. How about taking charge of all the loa that come to the woodland? "

"Hey, everyone is an old fox from Azeroth, what foreign song are you singing to me here?"

Bwonsamdi changed his previous flattering attitude, played with the Anima Orb he took out from his bosom with some backbone, and said to Bu Laike with a weird laugh:

"Don't bother me with painting cakes, you stinky pirate, I'm not only serving your cause, it doesn't matter if you reward or not, promotion or not, it's mainly because of the Queen of Winter. It's too much.

I thought she was just joking to intimidate us, but I didn't expect that she actually let the wild hunting group start to capture those loa species that are usually ignored by no one.

Seriously, I was horrified. "

The troll Reaper looked left and right, shook his body, and said to Bu Laike nervously:

"Everything to say to maintain the prosperity of the Blazing Blue Wilderness is to deceive those ignorant rural loa. I know very well that the birth of this fairyland comes from the power of the Eternal. As long as the Queen of Winter is still in the heart of the forest, it will A woodland will not wither to the point of no cure.

That crazy woman got the spiritual seed to extract anima, not for the recovery of the forest at all

She is strengthening the warriors of the wild hunting group under her command. The masters of the fairy wood spirits have been summoned, and some wilderness demigods who voluntarily stayed in the blazing blue fairyland have also been strengthened.

The Winter Queen is preparing for war!

Perhaps not for the invasion of other kingdoms, but she is undoubtedly preparing for a war that will sweep across the entire shadow kingdom, and the death kingdom that has been peaceful for countless epochs is about to change.

And I'm pretty sure it's about you.

Tell me honestly, is it your fault that the downtime of the Eternal Arbitrator and the souls who came to the Shadow Kingdom were thrown into the Maw?

And Azeroth is now in a long-term war with demons. The civilization of the whole world is transforming into war. This is not your style. To be honest, I feel that something really big is about to break out.

You show me the bottom line. "

"It's no good being too clever, my dear Bwonsamdi."

Boo Laike reached out and patted Bwonsamdi's very dark heavy metal-decorated shoulder as he whispered:

"You don't need to think too much, just follow my footsteps closely, and I promise you will be fine. By the way, it's already at the entrance of the other world, why don't you invite me to sit in your little palace?

I'm really interested in the real Death Palace.

I also want to see those great souls that you have carefully collected for tens of thousands of years. Before they are thrown into the war with the Queen of Winter and consumed, I think I need to get to know them. "

"I won't waste my precious collection in such a war. Aren't those loa used as cannon fodder?"

Bwonsamdi chirped to express his dissatisfaction.

But under the cold gaze of Bu Laike, the old troll Reaper finally stopped complaining, he sighed, pointed to his troll-style ancient Hades hidden in the forest, and said to Bu Laike:

"I would also like to ask you to sit in and have a good talk about the truths that frightened old Bwonsamdi, but now is not a good time, there is a disaster in the palace of the dead.

Didn't you see that I ran out and hid? "

"Ok?"

The pirate raised his brows in surprise. Seeing that old Bwonsamdi didn't seem to be lying, he rubbed his chin and said:

"What's going on? Is it your crazy old father again?"

"Yes, Muezara."

Bwonsamdi said the name in a tone of gritted teeth, sighing:

"I used the power of the wild hunting group to drive Muezala's consciousness clone left in the other world back to the Maw, I thought this was over, but I didn't expect that damn old thing to hate me so much.

It even abandoned its foundation in the Maw Abyss to turn my Netherworld upside down, destroying its shrine in Azeroth, strangling all its believers, and making it never return. that world?

As for being so crazy to kill his adopted son completely? "

"Is that not enough?"

The pirate squinted and said:

"Muezara was the first loa born in Azeroth, and it existed even before Freya adopted and bred the demigod of the wilderness. There is a deep binding, and only when it returns to the physical world will its power expand to the limit and obtain the possibility of further ascension.

I guess that's why it hooked up with the warden.

Your old father was an ambitious ancient loa.

It is not the same as your salty fish Loa, it is coveting the soul of the world, it wants to devour the star soul of Azeroth to break through the last shackles of becoming a god.

But to do that it needs to get its container back, and what you did in the dark not only wiped out the Nightfather's remnant in time, it nearly ruined Mueh'zala's future.

if it were me

You are dead long ago, how can you still have the energy to chatter here? "

"Hey, I really can't hide it from you."

Old Bwonsamity smiled, touched his delicate fangs under his bony face, he slyly bumped into Bo Laike's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

"Now that you know all about it, then I'm not being polite, do me a favor, just kill Muezara in this Nether Palace, okay? It will save me from worrying all day long.

I can see that although you are cooperating with the warden, you and him are definitely not of one mind, you have your own plans.

You see, Muerzala is Zovall's general. If you can kill it or seal it here, it will also help you in the final battle with the warden.

Helping me is helping you, let's work together to kill my crazy old father, shall we? "

"NONONO!"

Bo Laike snorted, held out a finger and shook it arrogantly, and said to Bwonsamdi in the bird language:

"I don't care how many elite soldiers and generals the warden has under his command, I don't even care how many god allies he has, you are thinking too much about the ultimate battle.

There will be no final battle, my poor Bwonsamdi.

I've hired very, very scary thugs to do it all for me, and I'm just responsible for planning everything in the dark so that I can get a victory that's satisfying to my heart's content.

Even your father."

The evil spirit smiled, and said to Bwonsamdi in a low tone:

"I know what it desires, and I only need to say a few words to make it serve me wholeheartedly. In my opinion, gaining the allegiance of Mueh'zala is more useful than keeping you, the cunning.

You will never really give your all to anyone anyway. "

"Hey, pirate, won't it hurt you to say that?"

Bwonsamdi suspended unhappily, and complained loudly:

"Don't forget that when you were weak, I helped you get through the initial troubles. Without me, you would not be where you are now. Although it is almost impossible for a pirate to know how to repay you For the sake of the past, you should at least give me an idea.

I'll just say it straight, you can take whatever you see in my hand, as long as it can help me get rid of Muezara's threat, I'm willing to do anything.

you know."

The shameless Bwonsamdi jumped to the other side of Bo Laike with a whoosh, and it lowered its voice and said mysteriously:

"Even a cold troll god of death like me has a very warm heart"

"Enough, it's disgusting! It's nasty!"

Boo Laike slapped Bwonsamdi's grinning mask, interrupting its obscenity, glared at the incoherent bastard, tilted his head for a moment, and said:

"Let all the great souls in your collection join the next war. It's not just about letting those loa with bad brains run away as cannon fodder, and you also have to give your strength.

In addition, I want all the anima stored in the Hades.

After Muezara is suppressed, your Hades will be kept as a unique building in Blazing Wilderness. The father of the night's mental power is far superior to that of ordinary loa or even wilderness demigods. It can Be a great fountain of anima to guide the revival of the long-abandoned Netherseed Greenhouse.

I am also a life god, always trying to restart the real cycle of life and death for those souls of nature favored by Lady Elune. "

Having said this, the Scrap Pirate glanced at Bwonsamdi.

He said:

"In other words, you, a savage bastard who wants to kill the old father, will hug Ms. Elune's thigh in the future. After you get along, don't forget my support and support. If you have something to do, find something good to show respect to you." I."

"Wow, this is awesome."

Bwonsamdi shrieked artificially:

"If it didn't come out of your bastard's mouth, I would have believed this good pie, don't fool me, you just want me to be the eternal jailer of Muezara

You want me to sacrifice my precious freedom to watch over an old thing about to be squeezed, thereby ensuring the cycle of life and death that Lady Elune wishes to see.

But that's okay.

A grim Reaper as wise as old Bwonsamdi knew that all power came from the power to shape other people's futures at will.

I don't want too much.

Why is the position of the Chief Steward of Chilan Xianye Loa too prominent, I am not good enough for my lack of knowledge, I only want to manage the restarted Queen's Spirit Seed Greenhouse.

In the future, which spirit body deliberately resurrects, and which spirit body will stay in Xianye to wait, I have the final say!

Of course, of course, all of this must be under the supervision of Lady Elune and Lord Moonshadow, I know the rules, my dear Lord Bo Laike. "

The old troll floated in the air and rubbed his hands, he urged Laike impatiently:

"Now it's all settled, right? Poor old widowed troll gave up all his fortune and his freedom to see a crazy old thing buried today.

Just take pity on me, an old fellow.

Let's go, let's go, let's complete the grievance between father and son that has been entangled for tens of thousands of years. "

"swish"

The gloomy Salamani Dark Sorrow Blade exuding a blue chill was pulled out by Bu Laike with one hand. In the black-clothed prophet's hood transformed into an indifferent moon night armor, the pirate moved his neck a bit, and in Bwonsamdi Like a nervous poet, he said with a quacking smirk:

"Oops, it's time to keep the father's kindness and son's filial piety again. An evil child wants to murder his crazy father. In this holy place blessed by life, a terrible tragedy is about to happen.

Honestly, I can't turn a blind eye to this.

I had to be a part of it, help that evil bastard kill his daddy and put the nail in the coffin! O you shameless kinslayer! "

Boo Laike kicked Bwonsamdi's ass dancing in the air and cursed:

"Not leading the way yet?"

(end of this chapter)