Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1948 76. Driving Gundam has always been a tradition of promotion fortress

The promotion fortress ruled by the eldest daughter is undoubtedly the most gorgeous and beautiful place in the kingdom of shadows beyond the realm of death in terms of appearance alone. Those suspended towns and holy temples shaped in the sky are brilliant and atmospheric, like extremely The description of "heaven" in various religious classics, as well as the Kylian angels shaped by her.

In addition to the strange blue skin, the holy wings grown by these angels, their handsome men and women, their slender appearance, and those quite sacred and religious weapons and armors that are shaped in terms of appearance and details , These all reflect the eldest daughter Grystia's expectations for her own field.

She really hopes that the promotion to the fortress will become the perfect destination for the souls of good people, and the promotion laws she formulated are all based on this point. Shengjie represents the five virtues and at the same time enforces the eldest daughter's rule over the fortress of promotion with a rather harsh posture.

An idealized leader plus a group of managers who abide by their duties but rarely adapt, and then a group of "pure" promotions shaped by forgetting the past and themselves serve the system.

Bo Laike didn't even have to visit the place himself to guess how rigid and dogmatic this land of the dead was.

It might be a beautiful and indeed spiritually cleansing place, but it's also definitely a frenetic, uninteresting and empty place.

It binds a detached soul not with violence but with the glory and hope of "promotion", so that the construction of the entire kingdom revolves around this theme that is not fun and has no deep meaning.

If the souls of good people in the material world know that they have done good in their lives and stay away from evil temptations, but they will come to such a place after death, and have to undergo promotion that is inhumane even in the eyes of evil gods, then Ebra Laike's evil thoughts In conclusion, the crime rate in the material world will definitely increase a lot.

"Looking forward to a beautiful goal but using the wrong method, I also wishful thinking that my rules are perfect, and never want to listen to the thoughts and opinions of those souls who are tortured by the rules she made.

This is the eldest daughter Gristia.

She may indeed be kind and benevolent, but she is really not a qualified leader, let alone a good one. You know, it's like the kind of noble-born 'second generation of God'.

I admit she does want to do something good.

But high-mindedness and wishful thinking make her help to the souls a disaster in itself.

I'd rather be a gladiator in Maldraxxus or a slime in Revendreth when I'm dead than this empty and flamboyant fortress of promotion."

On the platform of the Creation Floating Void City, under the layers of protection of the structures, Lord Evil God is leading his servants to look down from a high altitude.

He expressed his views on the promotion of the fortress and the eldest daughter to General Draven and Lady Moonberry next to him, but the two commanders from other countries did not express any opinions on this.

They don't really know the rules of promotion to the fortress, but from what they have seen so far, they are more inclined to think that Laike's harsh evaluation may have some truth.

"Please don't be so optimistic, my Lord Cthulhu."

Hearing Bu Laike's complaints, General Delevingne curled his lips, and the more active Stoneborn general whispered:

"Based on what you're doing now, I don't think you'll have the chance to go to Revendreth or Maldraxxus after you die. That damned place in the Maw is your eternal home."

"But I think Devouring Yuan is actually too conservative."

Lady Moonberry put on a pirate blindfold on her eyes for fun, and whispered:

"If the newborns knew that the world of the material world would degenerate to such an extent, they might have built overnight to create a 'purgatory' or something under the Maw to serve such a mighty and evil Lord Braike. The soul makes a nest."

"Hey, it's almost done."

The Cthulhu grabbed a bottle of wine, bit off the cork, took a sip, and said grumblingly:

"You can't make such nasty jokes about me just because I'm nice and you've seen how I deal with people who annoy me.

Believe me, you guys won't be willing to taste the wrath of an evil god, I mean, why don't you be a circus clown if you're so good at complaining?

I should be the one who complained about myself, bastard! "

Bu Laike complained a few words.

He glanced down.

In the temple fortresses of the Loyal Sage, Ms. Devos, flapping her black wings, is just like preaching, preaching the idea of ​​the Forsworn to her loyal hands and followers.

But the Forsworn actually has no ideas at all.

At least not before they met Brad Laike Shaw, it was just a group of confused and marginalized people who were rejected by the promotion fortress.

However, after the benevolent and generous Lord Cthulhu spent about ten minutes strategizing and contemplating, the Forsworn finally had their own plan of action.

"There are terrible flaws in the road to promotion, the eldest daughter is using her rules to mass shape servants who look good but are actually brainless, and the magnificent fortress of promotion has decayed under the gorgeous coat.

We need to take back the initiative and choice of our souls my brothers and sisters!

We need to polish our eyes, find our own thinking and no longer dominate our lives according to the will of our eldest daughter. "

In front of the large platform of the Loyalty Fortress, which had been breached by the Academy of Sharp Eyes by a third, and was full of ruins, Ms. De Vos, holding a fallen spear in her hand, hovered in front of her followers.

She called out in an emotional voice:

"We should believe that we have crossed the curtain of life and death and came to this country not just to become believers dominated by fanaticism!

We have our own emotions when we are alive, our past determines our present, and we should have the right to enjoy life after death, instead of being forced to participate in the path of promotion that wears out our emotions.

We can take an oath to become Ascendants, we are willing to dedicate our strength to promote the order of the Bastion and the Shadowlands, but that should not be compulsory!

At least, we should be able to decide for ourselves whether to forget our past and become a blank sheet of paper for others to paint on.

This is what we want and why we are fighting for it.

We are not trying to overthrow the eldest daughter's rule over the promotion bastion, but we can no longer allow this cruel selection and promotion to continue! "

Devos flapped her pitch-black wings and shouted to the Kyrians in front of her:

"Now I'm going to take you to the promotion fortress and tell the honorable eldest daughter about our prayers. If she treats souls as she claims, then I believe she will be willing to accept our proposal."

In the sky behind De Vos, the black angels who had been summoned were very excited, and they had just learned from the forerunners the ultimate answer to the question they had been wondering about.

A noble person with supreme wisdom just told them that it was not their fault that they were unwilling to forget the past and give up the promotion, but that there was a problem with the concept of promotion fortress.

They came to the promotion fortress to pursue the detachment and tranquility of their souls, but "promotion" is not the only way.

The Forsworn who finally got the answer quickly rallied around Ms. Devos. No matter what the Kyrians who were loyal to the fortress in front of them would choose, these fallen people who were outside the mainstream of the promotion fortress would definitely Swear to follow De Vos to claim the power they deserve from the eldest daughter.

"Whoa! Look at those wings! It's almost infected."

On the edge of the platform of the Creation Floating Void City, the sharp-eyed Elf Lord Moonberry let out an exclamation. She saw that the wings of many Kyrian angels beside De Vos began to change from holy white to depraved black. .

It seemed to represent the incredible effect of DeVos's preaching.

But General Draven just turned his head and glanced at Lord Cthulhu. General Stoneborn keenly noticed that the left hand of Cthulhu behind his back was beating slightly as if playing a piece of music.

really!

What kind of real miracle is this in front of me? It's all about His Excellency Laike "carrying forward with a heavy load".

"Brother! The counterattack of the promotion fortress has arrived, and Kargath has sent back a message that there is a huge army of Kyrians who are marching towards the loyal fortress area where you are.

Leading them was Saint Jessenius, the wisdom of the Kyrian. "

While Laike was admiring the scene of the Day of the Fall of the Oathsworn directed by himself, a slender undead construct who was good at using psychic magic stepped forward.

It stretched out its twisted and weird third arm, allowing the power of psychic magic to project the image of Fenna, the Queen of Creation, around its fingers.

She will still be sitting in the Temple of Courage and directing the stitching masters to make a new legion of structures. In the video communication, Fenna reminded Bu Laike with a serious expression:

"Kargath's scouts found that the Kyrians not only activated the flying wing adjudicator for high-altitude sneak attacks and the Goliath titan for frontal attack, but also used their most powerful weapons of war.

A colossal statue of the Eternal Defender named 'Herax' is marching with the army, and you should be able to easily see it from your current position.

That thing is very huge, almost the largest thing that the creatures of the shadow kingdom can make. It reminds me of the scorched giant beast lords that the warden created in his own Maw.

The psychic veterans who once fought with the giant statues of anima who were promoted to the fortress told me that those giant statues of eternal guardians use concentrated anima as energy, which can not only drive the giants to launch huge destructive melee attacks, but also their reloaded anima Cannons can also easily shoot down our floating city.

Once the Kyrians activate the Eternal Colossus at the same time, the army we have deployed in the Loyalty Fortress may encounter the risk of failure, but I know they will definitely not be able to do anything to you.

I also don't want to see my floating city become a burning ruin across the sky."

"I understand what you mean."

The evil god curled his lips and said:

"Just let me dismantle the robot when necessary? But I don't really want to do it myself today, because I think you psychic lords may not be able to afford the price of hiring me to do it."

"But that's a stupid giant biped, brother!"

Fenner winked at Bo Laike in the video and said:

"I remember you told me more than once, that kind of stupid biped robot is the dream of all boys, who can refuse two big toys that are offered to the door?

Azeroth's engineering caliber isn't quite ready for you to make the kind of behemoths you want, but now the generous Kyrians have delivered them to your door.

If you don't want it anymore, you can't justify it.

so!

You are only responsible for dealing with the Eternal Colossus, and leave the rest to the soldiers of the Secret Academy of Creation and the Academy of Sharp Eyes. If they can't even deal with the ordinary Centurion Army, then we will accept this shameful defeat.

Also, Lao Hou has personally led the team to attack the Temple of Humility, and the Marquis of Withering volunteered to lead her pharmacists to set up a plague front on the front line of the Temple of Purity and the Eternal Vest.

If all goes well, tomorrow afternoon we will be able to attack the promotion tower of Fort Bliss where the eldest daughter is.

I know you are impatient to play this kind of war game of siege and land with the Eternals. I promise you, brother, you will get the last seal soon and open the door to the Holy Tomb of the Firstborn. Passage, obtain the eternal container for Maiev, completely solve the mess in the shadow world, and then take us to travel the star sea together without restraint.

This is rounded up, even if it is the last battle. "

"Emmmm, I don't know if your other abilities have improved after you became the Queen of Creation, but the strength of this painting cake is really rising."

Bu Laike glanced at Fenner in the communication video with strange eyes, rubbed his chin, and said with a bit of pride and complacency:

"It seems that I taught you really well, and you dare to start promising the future to the evil god. All right, I will stay here to receive the big toys sent by the Kyrians, but you'd better urge Lao Hou.

It's too long for me to wait until tomorrow afternoon.

Does it take Maldraxxus with all his strength to waste three days for a mere promotion to the fortress? Such a speed deserves to be called the sword of the master of war?

Tomorrow morning!

When the first ray of sunshine rises in the sky palace of Elysium after surviving the long night, I want to meet my eldest daughter, Gristia! This empty, weak land is not worth my time. "

"Well, Lao Hou can jump on his feet and scold his mother."

Finner grinned and said:

"You are forcing him not to keep any reserve team, and the whole army is pressing the rhythm.

But if you count the wise St. Jessenius who has been attracted there, you alone have solved three of the five saints for us, Lao Hou really can't ask for more.

If he wanted all the undead in Maldraxxus to obey him as if they were a military lord, then he had to accomplish such a miracle.

It seems that I can't just sit back and waste time, my dear brother, for the victory you desire, I have to join this war rage. "

After finishing speaking, Fenna, who stood up in the video, put her psychic marquis battle helmet on her head, grabbed the conqueror's battle flag at her hand, and blew a kiss to her brother. She said in a sonorous tone:

"Then we will see you tomorrow morning at the top of the promotion fortress, my brother."

Fenner gave a dashing goodbye, but Braike no longer paid attention to Fenner who was about to set foot on the battlefield. His attention had already turned to the mountains and valleys outside the Fortress of Loyalty. He could see a Kyrian The army is marching in the suspended mountains and rivers full of blue streamers. It is a rare mechanical army.

The mighty Goliath titan was walking in the front row, and his unified steps made the earth tremble, and there was a bird-like judge in the sky, which was the assassin and scout of Kyrian's Hundred-Hearted Army.

And those mechanical leopards.

These mechanical beasts infused with anima were running through the mountain passages like real herds, and they attacked around under the leadership of their respective commanders, clearing away everything that stood in the way for the Centurion Army.

Of course, the most conspicuous thing must be the tallest super giant in this mechanical army, surrounded by countless machines, and every step it takes will bring the power of shaking the earth.

Even better, the design of this guy's outer armor is very cool, full of technological style and at the same time mysterious atmosphere brought by religious taste

it's confirmed!

It is undoubtedly the kind of "toy" that boys like most.

"Let Devos and her Fallen Wings fly into the air! I don't want to see Kyrians interfering with the battle on the ground."

Bu Laike snapped his fingers, pointed at the approaching anima colossus, and said to everyone around him:

"I want this thing! I want it now! And by the way, ask those deacons and master craftsmen if I can order a "Pirate" Hundred-Hearted Colossus from them

Well, I'm even willing to pay for it. "

(end of this chapter)