Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1952 80. Eldest Daughter: Is it too late for me to surrender now?

Every kingdom of death is a divine derivation of an eternal being, such as the emperor would often announce to his enemies or friends that he was Revendreth.

This is not a kind of exaggerated self-boasting. Although it sounds very pretend, it is more of an accurate description of the emperor's self-existence.

In the same way, the country of the Fortress of Promotion is actually the embodiment of the eldest daughter, Gristia. Everything that happens here cannot be hidden from her, provided that she wants to see and hear.

Two days have passed since the invasion of Maldraxxus this morning. Of course, the eldest daughter also felt the flames of war sweeping across her land. The woman did not just sit back and watch all this happen, she also made her own efforts.

The rapid assembly of the Hundred Hearts Legion, the Eternal Colossus joined the battlefield, and the supply of anima in various temples is very abundant, all of which represent that the eldest daughter is doing her best to support her children to face the challenge of Maldraxxus.

But unfortunately, the eldest daughter seriously underestimated the scale of the war.

Everything happened so fast.

Before Kyrian's army was fully assembled, the Marjors had already smashed through the promotion fortress, and the three envoys she sent to ask Maldraxxus why he started the war were all rejected by the old roar. It was cut.

When the angry eldest daughter was about to lead the troops to go out in person, those intruders boldly set foot on her last field.

"Ah, this place is still as beautiful, as holy, and as nasty as I remember"

After crossing the gate of heaven, Bu Laike looked around at the scenery of the Ascension Tower in front of him.

Several high-ranking Kyrians who appeared in front of him brandished their weapons to kill him, but the evil god just waved his hand, and those past memories activated by the void godhead howled from the shadow of the evil god in the form of black wraiths. Out, like a crazy spirit of vengeance, he took the initiative to meet the angry angels.

The two sides were entangled, and the Grians easily tore apart the bodies of the wraiths, but they were completely unable to harm these "reminiscences". It flooded into the detached hearts of the promoted people again.

Those holy Kyrian angels could feel strange memories erupting in their hearts, spreading undisguised malice to their minds in a rampage.

Every promoted person has experienced this kind of spiritual war. They once abandoned their past burdens to win the possibility of detachment, and now what they have to do is to repeat this process and expel those painful memories from their hearts.

But sadly, they may be able to deal with their own loss and their own past, but the memory of the forsaken brought by Laike from the Temple of Purity is more than the will of thousands of people?

Those things that have been thrown away, those things that the promoted people call "burdens" have grown into quite terrifying things in the bonding of the void godhead.

No matter how firm the will of the ascended ones is, their resistance is as harmless as that of delicate children in the face of spiritual pollution that is far beyond the limit of their spiritual carrying capacity.

Under Bu Laike's silent gaze, those angels held their heads and screamed and sank into those malicious memories. Their proud "detachment" was easily subverted in the face of such suffering.

They curled up on the ground and twitched, looking desperately at the past that had been abandoned by themselves on the road to promotion, being remembered again, like pure water being dripped into ink, so they also began to think about the road to the promotion of their eldest daughter doubt.

One after another, the Forsworn appeared in front of the evil god, which was not beyond Laike's expectation.

He knelt down and looked at the ascendant who was clutching his pitch-black wings in pain and trying to pluck out those polluted feathers. He grabbed the frightened Ms. Grian's wrist and said to her:

"Remember, this is the power of the past!

Those past experiences are both lessons and growth. It gives us the confidence to face the future twists and turns calmly, and it makes us wise enough to accept the current challenges.

The past never disappears, it is hidden in our hearts. Even if you burn your own memories, there will be lingering smoke from the past in the house of the soul.

Without the support of the past, your present detachment is nothing but a castle in the air, a full moon in the water, and flowers blooming in the mirror. Forgetting does not make you stronger, but weakens your resistance to disaster.

Like flowers in a greenhouse.

You did pull the past out of your body, but you didn't inject something new and stronger into it, you ripped out your heart and left that hole to live and call it 'pure'.

I really don't know why the eldest daughter thinks that only by forgetting the past can she embrace the future. What a stupid argument, probably because she is born strong, so she thinks that the past is unnecessary.

However, He overlooked that you were not born Gods like He was.

Enjoy it, kids.

Dreams won't come true here, but nightmares will be with you every day thereafter. "

Bo Laike patted the long hair of the desperate Kyrian angel in front of him.

He stood up with an evil smile, and exploded the power of the void godhead, turning the memories of the past that followed him here into black locusts dancing in the sky, and like burning smoke that bred a world-destroying monster. Driven by the impetus, those malicious things will soon spread all over the sky of the promotion tower.

Let that sacred beauty seem to be shrouded in a layer of illusory haze.

The pirate turned his head and whispered to the angels behind him:

"Right here, don't run around, you will see heaven collapse today, and I am not the one who set your heaven on fire.

That is yourselves.

For those pasts that you have forgotten, the forgotten ones want to get back their names, and for this reason they even dare to make enemies of the gods! This is the courage you once had.

The courage you have forgotten.

How pathetic, trading something truly valuable for an empty promotion, turning myself from a flesh and blood soul into a worthless shell of a soul. "

The evil god glanced at the angels under his feet. These handsome creatures became extremely depressed after being defeated. They did not have the barbaric and unyielding attitude of the Maldraxxians, nor did they lack the fighting wisdom of Venthyr in desperate situations. Even the Winter Queen knows how to create wild things in her creations to ensure that they will not be eaten by the beasts of the forest.

But these angels did not.

They lack the courage to deal with desperate situations, and they are weaker than mortals in the face of fear that goes straight to the soul. No wonder the void forces have invaded here several times in the past countless epochs.

Void creatures like such dazed souls the most.

"The eldest daughter really shouldn't be called the Consul. She should call herself the 'King of Nothingness' or 'Queen of Zombies'. She is really talented in cultivating the walking dead."

Bu Laike stepped on the edge of the suspended platform in front of him, riding the wind to send himself into the higher palace.

He complained:

"Look, what a fine soul. Send it to Maldraxxus to become a warrior, send it to Revendreth to create an army of Convicts, and even send it to Ardenfield to make Night Fae They thrive.

But falling here is simply a waste.

Alas, I finally know why I have always disliked promotion to the fortress and the eldest daughter. Whether it is His philosophy or His kingdom, it is all gold and jade, and nothing is in it.

It's so empty, it's not attractive at all."

"Boss! Boss! Hey, look this way! I'm here!"

A sharp call suddenly sounded in Bu Laike's ears, causing Lord Cthulhu, who was walking against the wind, to blink his eyes. He poked his ears and said:

"Hey, I seem to hear someone calling me? No way? The group of incompetent bastards under my command also have 'talents' who can be sent to the promotion fortress after death?

Could it be that Natalie was sent here?

It shouldn't be.

Her personality should go to Venthyr, right? "

Saying so, Braike stopped in the air, glanced at a remote palace next to the promotion tower, and then he saw a guy who was almost forgotten by him lying in a suspended cage He kept waving his hand towards himself.

"Huh? Why are you locked up here?"

Lord Cthulhu flashed in front of the anima cage with a whoosh, and looked at the female agent Wei Nali who was imprisoned inside with a weak breath. He said in a strange tone:

"I thought that the group of wandering brokers you contacted at the promotion fortress had already left here, preparing for the big robbery I promised."

"I'm ready, boss."

The female agent, Way Nali, looked at the Fort of Elysium behind Braike, which was turned upside down by the resentment of the past, with awe-inspiring eyes. Captured, some have already begun to transform into Forsworn, and some are still struggling in place.

But the eldest daughter's palace, which was still imposing just now, has undoubtedly entered into unstoppable chaos, and all of this is because the evil god stepped here.

Will Nully suddenly felt that she had found a good boss.

She coughed a few times and racked her brains to explain:

"I knew what to do before I was sent here by you, so I found a few notebooks of pirates in the material world from my companions, and studied their business models in detail.

Then, I encouraged a group of brokers who were as ambitious as me to plunder a Kyrian candidate town near the eternal vestibule in the dark.

It was a really successful heist, and I think I'm really gifted at it, and of course, I'm aware of my mistakes.

I guarantee that before the next plunder, I will consider the escape route in advance.

Uh, speaking of which, can you get me out of the cage?

You see, this Bliss Fort is in such a mess right now, it's just a good time for my generation of insight to take advantage of the chaos and loot it. Look, the spirit backpack I specially prepared before is still empty!

This time it was just full to give my pirate career a good start. Oh, yes, I was actually caught and came here to investigate for you on purpose. I know how to get to the sky platform where the eldest daughter is! "

Will Nally grabbed the railing and said to Bo Laike who looked at her suspiciously:

"You must act quickly, boss.

Although I don't know what the eldest daughter is doing, she has been mobilizing the heart energy of being promoted to the fortress to her own high platform. According to the theory that the eternal can manipulate her own country, I think the eldest daughter must be trying to make a big deal .

Perhaps there is a covert effort to expel you and your servants to the Interdimensional all at once. "

"He can't do it. The three temples have already fallen into the hands of the Maldraxxians. Unless the group of liches collectively become fools, the eldest daughter will not be able to expel us no matter how powerful she is."

Bu Laike curled his lips in disdain, feeling in his heart that his new subordinate is really good at bragging, and he has won the essence of the shameless bragging of pirates.

As he opened Will Nally's cage, he said to her:

"You can move freely. I will go to see the eldest daughter. It has been too long. I want to settle this matter within today. Remember to find more good things here, and pay for me to release you from prison. Eun Tak rescued from the cage.

According to the rules of our business, you must pay three times your weight in gold."

"But I don't have that many."

Will Nally's soul fire danced into an embarrassing symbol, and Bo Laike glanced at the incompetent subordinate, then pointed to the cage with the door open.

It means that if you can't pay the money, you can sit in again and wait for the next kind person who doesn't want money to come.

"But after today!"

The female broker grabbed several empty backpacks, and while arranging her own clothes, promised to Bu Laike:

"I will definitely be able to pay you on time. Of course, I think I should enjoy a little discount as my own. This should be the rule of pirates, right?"

"If you grab enough, I can consider giving you a discount for a novice pirate."

The evil god snorted, and didn't say anything more to his incompetent subordinate. He waved behind him and opened a void door leading to the highest dome of Bliss Castle, walked into it and disappeared.

Wei Nali, who watched the boss leave, was actually a little moved in her heart at this moment.

To tell the truth, she always felt that the looting of the shadow world promised by Bo Laike should be a casual lie to appease people, and she didn't take that matter to heart before.

But now at this time, the boss is still talking about this matter. It has always been either that he is addicted to drama, or it is true.

Well, if the pirates from the material world really wanted to rob the entire kingdom of death, then I, who got the first-hand news and got the "entry ticket", would be a rare commodity to live in.

This matter needs to be well-advised to make a fortune for yourself that can rise immediately.

And of course valuable knowledge.——

"boom"

Bu Laike had just set foot on the highest platform of the promotion tower, when a golden streamer flew towards him, as fast as lightning and mixed with the power of the godhead.

It soared across the vast, ornate dome, causing a horrific explosion over the tumultuous chaos of Elysium, but the smoke rose and was blown away by the wind, revealing Laike unharmed.

He stood on the edge of the dome platform, glanced at the fixed-point damaged scars on his robe, then glanced at the golden ruler's battle spear beside him, and finally glanced forward along the trajectory of the weapon thrown.

I was seeing the eldest daughter, Ms. Gristia, flapping probably the most beautiful pair of sacred wings among the stars in the entire kingdom of death and the entire material world, suspended in the air.

The latter's eyes under the white helmet-like crown were full of indifference and disgust. He stared at the uninvited guest in front of him and scolded:

"Mortal! Why are you causing such chaos in my kingdom?"

"Well, it's the smell. But you really are."

Hearing this sentence, Lord Cthulhu couldn't help holding his forehead even though he was well-informed. He organized his words and said in despair:

"It's already at this time, not only did you not take the time to think about the problem of surrendering and losing half, but you still call me a 'mortal' so proudly.

Do you really think this is appropriate?

My dear Gristia, I don't think you can say that if you have a higher IQ than your feet.

It's no wonder that the emperor and Zovar never regarded promotion to the fortress as troublesome, and it's no wonder that the military master didn't expect you to be able to turn the tide, just because of your temper and high-mindedness.

You really are no one's trouble.

You are a peacemaker.

Well, please don't laugh or show any relief, sir.

Because, I'm really not praising you. "

(end of this chapter)