Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1945 73. There has never been a promised future 【Supplement】

"Clang, clang, clang"

The piercing ringing of bells echoed throughout the fortresses of the Promotion Fortress and the Kyrian homes, and the urgent alarm announced the danger.

As the Kyrian Ascendants and Aspirants continue to be assembled and unarmed, more details are announced to the warriors of this magnificent land.

Maldraxxus, the country of war that was supposed to protect the kingdom of shadows and resist all foreign enemies, gave up their great responsibilities. Those butchers who have been indulging in dirty desires in the fight all year round cut their butcher knives at the promotion fortress, from the five secrets The beasts of the courtyard are besieging the Temple of Valor.

Mighty and courageous Lady Jasandria and her followers are in desperate need of help.

The Kyrian warriors who heard all this were extremely angry. This anger not only came from the shame of their homeland being invaded and trampled by foreign enemies, but also from the contempt for the Maldraxxus warriors who abandoned their duties.

On the land of Ascension Bastion, every soul has a duty.

Only those souls who have continuously dedicated themselves to this land are eligible to embark on the road to promotion. Kyrians value their responsibilities as much as their own lives. In their view, the fall of Maldraxxus is simply shocking.

Now, it is inexcusable that these degenerates would try to spread their filth on the grounds of Ascension Bastion.

In such an aura of common hatred, the first batch of reinforcements quickly set off from the temples of other saints. Those blue angels with strong wings wore gorgeous armor and held sacred blades to form a column. Fly down and over the land and sky that are no longer calm.

They will encounter the air cavalry released by the Maldraxxians in the middle of the journey, facing the gloomy winged beast with two heads like a giant snake and the terrifying and cruel psychic roc who is completely stitched up with various corpses They fiercely blocked them, and the Kyrian angels fought fiercely with these guys without fear.

In the Shadowlands, the skies are always Kyrian domain.

Their divine wings make them unrivaled in the skies, and only the Stone Legion, who are also capable of flight, can match their aerial combat prowess.

Maldraxxus' undead air force could not stop the surprise attack of Kyrian reinforcements. Nearly 30 minutes after the battle started, reinforcements from all directions began to besiege Maldraxxas' floating city in an attempt to buy time for the Temple of Valor.

However, these heroic reinforcements soon found that their arrival was of no avail.

For Saint Jasandria of Courage and her Hands of Courage have completely fallen into the trap of the Maldraxxians, and they become bait to attract more prey.

Those war madmen have completely occupied the Temple of Valor, and the only reason they haven't killed the Saint of Valor is that keeping this noble soul can bring them more Kyrians who have thrown themselves into the net.

After the first batch of reinforcements entered the field, this group of lunatic undead decisively used the extinct plague weapon to block the surrounding sky.

It wasn't really their domain, but the Maldraxxians were used to attacking on enemy fields and were very good at turning their enemies' advantage into their own traps.

Under the coercion of the plague that spread everywhere, the trapped Kyrian angels were forced to land on the top of the temple that Sandria had been holding on to before, and they had to activate the last batch of Goliath the Hundred Hearts came to assist them in defending their position.

This is a mind-driven robotic warrior.

They have their own thinking circuits, brute force, tirelessness, and loyalty. They are a very important part of the promotion of the fortress war system. It is precisely because Goliath titan was activated in time that this temple can The last glimmer of hope was preserved under the crazy attack of the Sri Lankan people.

Hope is like a flame.

Burning in the dark only needs a little to attract more fireflying moths, not too much or it will just scare those moths away.

"There are thousands of people in this batch of reinforcements, all of whom are the most elite Kyrian fighters. The Academy of Creation reported to us that after eating this batch of 'raw materials', including the corpses collected by the Temple of Courage, it is enough to replenish The loss of the previous Construct Legion, and will provide us with a higher quality batch of Abomination Breakers in a month's time."

In the hall of the temporary headquarters in the floating city of the Chosen Academy, Baroness Dellaka is reporting to the initiator of this war, Grom Hellscream, the current leader of the Five Secret Academy of Maldraxxus The progress of the war.

The female warrior who came from the Academy of Sharp Eyes to the Academy of Soul Selection and was appointed as a baron said bluntly:

"The Academy of Rituals has begun to extract anima from the center of the Temple of Courage to replenish the energy reserves of the floating city, and the spies of the Academy of Sharp Eyes have taken advantage of the chaos in the temples to infiltrate their holy land.

It is estimated that by this evening at the latest, the first phase of the combat objectives will be achieved, and the Temple of Courage will become our first fortress in front of the enemy in the promotion fortress.

Fenna, Marquis of the Golden Sword, please stay here and sit in charge.

She has personally captured Saint Jasandria of Courage, and is trying to break her mind and turn her into her servant.

And according to what I have witnessed, I can also be sure that the Loyal St. Jedworth has fallen into the hands of His Excellency Braike Shaw, that is to say, in less than two hours since the start of the current war, the Fortress of Promotion has been lost Lost two saints"

Speaking of this, even Baroness Della, who was optimistic about the situation before the battle, was a little unbelievable. She hesitated for a few seconds and whispered to the silent Grom Hellscream:

"I feel like I'm dreaming, Your Excellency the Marquis, are the Maldraxxians too strong? Or is it too weak to advance to the fortress? Why didn't I even use the elite army and just let the second-line army do their best? It feels like we're close to total victory?"

"This is normal, Della card. The promotion of the fortress has never relied on the spears and wings of the Kyrians to stand in the shadow kingdom."

Lao Hou stared at the big map of the promotion fortress provided by the Sharp Eyes Academy.

Like a warlord planning strategies on the battlefield, he thought for a few seconds before saying:

"The real killers of the Fortress of Promotion are those Hundred Hearts Chang machines. Their army of mechanical creations has not yet been activated, our victory is insignificant, and the situation has not yet ushered in a real turning point.

But now that the Loyal St. Jedworth has been captured by the magical Bu Laike, our next battle target is naturally the Loyalty Fortress ruled by her

The Secret Academy of Creation has proved its strength, and now it's time for the other secret courtyards to show their dominance. I decided to assign Kargath Bladefist the task of attacking the Loyalty Fortress.

Tell him for me, Della card. "

Grom raised his head and said to his baroness:

"The Maldraxxians are waiting for a clean victory. This is also his responsibility as the Marquis of Sharp Eyes. If he can't do it, then he should abdicate as soon as possible!"

"yes!"

The Della card responded with a standard warrior salute.

But when she turned around and walked out of the command hall, she hesitated for a moment, then turned around and asked:

"War Overlord, I have a small question. Regarding the goal of this war, do we want to destroy the promotion fortress? Or do we want to?"

"The Kyrien of this land is part of the foundation of the order of the Shadow Kingdom, and the eldest daughter, Gristia, is the core of the existence of the promotion fortress. We will not destroy this place, nor will we kill the eldest daughter.

What will happen to this land in the future has nothing to do with us. "

Without raising his head, Lao Hou explained in a calm tone:

"Our goal is one and only one, before the 'Eternal War' starts, to strengthen the fighting power of the Maldraxxas as much as possible Della card, you still remember our clan meeting in the Nagrand Grassland, every grand Is it a 'warm-up hunt' before the opening of the safari festival?"

"Of course, who can forget such a thing? Durotan and I met on that hunt."

Della card understood, the baroness said thoughtfully:

"So, the battle to promote the fort is a warm-up battle for a larger war? I get it!"

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"The Queen of Winter has joined our camp. She is working with Ms. Elune to rebuild the rules of the cycle of life and death. It will be a cooperation across the six fields of force, which can ensure that the force will not be unbalanced easily in the next era. scene.

Of course, we also have responsibilities that we need to shoulder.

I have already arranged everything, maybe the final battle will be announced in the next half a month, I have arranged a unique 'farewell' ceremony for the emperor and the warden.

I can guarantee nothing will go wrong.

But in order to avoid accidents that should not happen, I still hope that you and your compatriots can also join in. "

In the command hall of the Secret Academy of Creation, Bu Laike talked with the "guest" standing in front of him in a relaxed tone. The latter wore a mysterious hood and did not say a word. The act of listening attentively.

The entire command hall was silent, and the loyal little murlocs were guarding outside the hall with elemental dung forks in their hands, ensuring that no one would disturb the conversation.

But it's not like there's no third party listening.

The Loyal Lady St. Jedworth is being hung in a very indecent position against the wall of the command hall.

The shadow-like chain of domination extending from the seal of Bu Laike's black clothes binds the limbs and neck of this long-legged blue angel, stretching her whole body, a pair of wide wings are weak and low Hanging on both sides of the body, there is still blue blood dripping continuously along with the pure white and sacred feathers.

All the armor and clothing on this Saint Jie's body have been pulled out, and she only wears underwear, making her look embarrassed and helpless now, like a poor little beast captured by a vicious hunter.

Not to mention escaping, he couldn't even resist.

But the pirate didn't block the mind of Ms. De Vos, who had interacted with him many times, and he didn't mind the loyal St. Jie listening to his conversation with the guests.

The mysterious hooded visitor said to Bo Laike:

"Thanks to you, I have been secretly contacting my compatriots since I returned to the Shadowlands. The effect is not bad. I have already recruited a group of downcasts who are very marginal in our civilization system.

But with all due respect, Lord Silent One, we don't mind taking risks for the future you promised, but our strength is indeed weak, and it is difficult for us to make waves under the eyes of the Great Emperor.

It's not a question of loyalty or not.

This is a question of capacity. "

"Of course I've taken that into consideration, and you can rest assured that I've made arrangements."

Bu Laike smiled, and turned out a special forged stone emblem in his palm as if by magic. He threw this thing to his guest and said:

"Remember why your family was expelled from Revendreth?"

The pirate's guest didn't speak, just took the badge he handed over and rubbed it in the palm of his hand. After a few seconds, the man said:

"You mean, Master Stonesmith has forgiven our past sins? The door to our hometown has been opened for us?"

"Your imagination can be bolder, my friend."

The evil god snorted and said:

"The hometown not only opens the door for you wanderers, it even allows you to have your own domain in the place where you were born.

You may share everything in the land of Revendreth with your brothers the Venthyr.

No stoneborn will capture you and kill you, and you don’t need to rely on other powerful forces to survive. Nathrezim, you can have your own civilization, or form a twin civilization with the Venthyrs.

You have a common Creator, you are brothers.

I have established a good relationship with Prince Lethonar. As long as he can return to Revendreth, as long as the power of the Great Emperor is taken over by another Sin King, your days of suffering will come to an end.

There will be three slots in the new Reaper's Court that will forever belong to the Nathrezim.

how about it?

Is this condition rich enough? "

"Far beyond my imagination."

The hooded man was visibly agitated.

It took a deep breath, and pulled down the hood that covered its head. It wasn't until this moment that the weak and loyal Shengjie who was hanging on the wall could see the guy's figure clearly.

That's a golden dreadlord

The eldest daughter is on top, a demon-like creature that controls the power of the holy light, this is a strange creature that is simply impossible to appear.

"What can my friends and I need to do for you?"

Lothaxson, the Holy Light Demon Lord who was ordered to lurk in the shadow kingdom before, made no secret of his appreciation and expectation for the cooperation plan proposed by Bu Laike.

It very respectfully asked:

"Do we need to participate in the resistance and assassination of Emperor Denathus?"

"You can't do it."

Bu Laike slapped his face mercilessly and said:

"You can't resist your own creator, at least not now, and I never hoped that an illusory promise would bring me many Nathrezim reinforcements.

I admit that there are rare rebels like you among your kind, but most dreadlords are a bunch of unscrupulous bastards.

I can't trust them.

So I will only give you the simplest task.

You know, this trip is for the Nathrezim to be eternally freed from slavery to your evil creators, this is your fight for your own evil freedom.

I need you to make the right choice at that critical moment.

I know that you are the group of people that the emperor trusts the most, and you are the last way he left for himself.

Therefore, I need you to stab the weak and desperate Emperor in the heart when this back road is activated.

I need you to do what you do best.

I need you to unleash a shameful betrayal!

Closing, understand? "

The evil god leaned on the throne of bones that belonged to the queen of creation, Fenna. He picked up his pipe and said to the thoughtful Holy Light Demon Lord Losaksen in a relaxed tone:

"I hand over the finishing power to you, do you want to continue to live in the shadow of the sewer like mice and obey a sewer king who can never make a comeback?

Or do you want to stand on the side of the winner and enjoy a happy life without a grand master above your head?

It's all up to you.

You can never rely on charity for things like freedom. You should understand this truth very well. Finally, I know that you still have connections with the Holy Light Domain, Losaksen. "

Bo Laike coughed and whispered:

"That's your unique 'scarcity'. In short, promise me to give the emperor a real 'surprise' for me, okay?"

"Of course, Your Excellency the Quiet One, I have been looking forward to that day."

Lothaxson, the Lord of Light, knew it was time to resign. A dreadlord appeared too conspicuously on the battlefield between Maldraxxus and Bastion of Ascension.

Of course, it didn't forget another important matter, so before leaving, it introduced a strange Kyrian who was also wearing a full-body hood to Lord Bo Laike.

It introduces to:

"This lady is the current commander of the Forsworn, and she has come to hear your dark wisdom and learn from you on behalf of her bewildered brethren.

There are huge doubts in her heart, but I believe that you can give her an answer.

Oh, right.

I also heard about a small incident when I was traveling secretly in the promotion fortress. It is said that an unlucky female broker was imprisoned by the Kyrians in the promotion tower because of some trivial matters.

And that unlucky female broker said your name when she was arrested.

She calls herself your treasurer.

If that's true, then I think you should perhaps take a moment to rescue your minions.

As far as I know, Kyrian Ascendants have never been kind to those souls who are not pure enough and not obedient enough. "

PS:

Tired, destroy it.

(end of this chapter)