Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1955 83. Victory is imminent, so let's start the infighting

The chaos in the promotion tower quickly subsided.

The shock of the Eternal's death spread through the hearts of all the sober Kyrian promotions in an instant in a blood-connected way. No matter what they were doing, those promotions flocked to Fort Bliss like crazy at this moment.

But Lao Hou who got the news did not stop them.

At the same time, Maldraxxus also retreated in a tacit understanding. When the floating city returned with the soldiers and the collected remains, the war kingdom connected to the continent that was promoted to the fortress was also retreating to the inter-domain, so as not to Stimulated by the death of their eldest daughter, the Kyrians who became mourners launched another meaningless suicide charge.

This level of military training is enough, although Lao Hou is still dissatisfied with the combat effectiveness of his soldiers, but considering the time issue, he can't expect more.

The next thing is to wait until the most brutal battle begins and slowly improve in actual combat.

"Daughter, our consul is dead?"

In Bliss Fort, Lord Cthulhu has disappeared, and when the released humble St. Jacqueros and wise St. Jesenius were escorted back to this messy place with their seriously injured bodies, they saw On the high tower at the top of the mountain, the pure Saint Javier Sieverne, who commands the pure hand, is confronting De Vos and Sandria.

The white Kyrian angels in full armor flew high in the sky, facing the black Forsworn on the other side.

And in the middle of both of them is the body of the eldest daughter Glistia who was put back on the promoted throne. The pure and noble body of the eldest daughter was covered with the blood of the Eternal, which made her look extremely bleak.

But this eternal body and its godhead still exist, maintaining the Fortress of Promotion, the country born of the eldest daughter, will not fall apart because of her death.

"It's all you!"

Wielding her warhammer, Ms. Pure St. Javier Sievergne screamed uncontrollably and excitedly at Black Wing De Vos and Sandria on the opposite side:

"It was you who colluded with the invaders of Maldraxxus, and you assassinated our commander! You made the promotion fortress fall apart, and you dared to appear in this sacred place after the fall of the eldest daughter.

I'm going to kill you!

I need to"

"Shut up! You witch! We will not allow you to force innocent people to forget the past."

After being blackened, De Vos hated the act of forcing the soul to forget the past, and the pure Saint Jervis Sieverne in front of him happened to be the culprit who was in charge of the trial of purity and helped the candidates forget the past.

It can be said that the relationship between the two parties is absolutely opposite, and now the catalyst of the death of the eldest daughter is accelerating, making the atmosphere on both sides tense for a while.

Seeing the menacing appearance of this group of black and white angels, it was as if they were about to raise a knife on the grave of the eldest daughter's fallen place.

And the wise and humble saints who were released by the Maldraxxians looked at each other, and they both saw the pain and entanglement in each other's eyes. The undead warriors obviously had bad intentions for letting them back.

Now that the promotion of the fortress has substantially entered the process of splitting, they, as a third-party force, must make up their minds.

"The crux of the matter now is not who is to be held accountable!"

Wisdom Shengjie, who has always been rational and neutral, took a step forward. He stretched out his hands to stop the intensification of the conflict between the two sides, and said loudly:

"Calm down everyone!

The most important issue now is to catch the murderer who assassinated the eldest daughter. Devos and Sandria, you two have witnessed the whole process of the eldest daughter's downfall. Tell us now, who did all this? "

"It's the evil god."

DeVos blinked.

She remembered the things that Bo Laike told her before leaving, so she made a sad gesture and said in a painful tone:

"The evil god bewitched us. He promised to bring Kyrian a new future and help us break the shackles called 'promotion', but we didn't expect that he would suddenly explode and assassinate the eldest daughter.

He is powerful and we are no match for him. "

"If you can't beat it, you still have to fight!"

If De Vos is still acting, then the reckless and courageous Shengjie is showing his true feelings. When she saw the body of her eldest daughter, her eyes turned red, and she would wave her halberd and shout:

"I will personally lead the team to hunt down the evil god. This is related to the future of Grian and the entire promotion fortress. The eldest daughter will not die in vain. I swear, I will definitely catch him."

"By the way, he took away the soul of the eldest daughter!"

De Vos looked around, and suddenly said:

"The eternal will not die so easily. The eldest daughter's eternal body is already healing, and this container can be resurrected as long as the eldest daughter's cosmic soul returns.

So in theory, our eldest daughter didn't die, she just fell into, uh, kind of a deep sleep. "

"It's true."

The humble Saint Jacqueros, who was limping and inspecting the eldest daughter's body, nodded, and this handsome and good-natured Grian said to both parties:

"So, the most important thing right now is to retrieve the eldest daughter's soul, instead of creating divisions within us. Vicy Fernie, I hope you calm down.

And you, Devos!

I don't want you to take the initiative to provoke us again.

Perhaps it's time to bring up the issue of the Forsworn."

Speaking of this, Kairos glanced at the body of the eldest daughter, and then at the astonishing number of black-winged Kyrians flying around. He whispered next to the other saints:

"In the past, the eldest daughter forbade us to discuss the Forsworn and the flaws of the promotion path, but we all know that this promotion path does have serious problems.

It's an eventful time right now, Maldraxxus's invasion is hurting us, I know we're all hostile to each other, but we're all Kyrians!

Even the color of the wings is different, it can't change the relationship between us as brothers and sisters.

We have a formidable enemy, gentlemen.

Either we unite under this pressure and heavy responsibility, or we can only let the evil god who humiliated us and took away the soul of the eldest daughter go unpunished.

And most importantly, the lunatics of Maldraxxus will make a comeback at any time. Facts have proved that we, who are in a state of disunity, cannot resist any external impact at all.

This weak situation must be changed. "

Having said that, Kailos rubbed his forehead that had been aching since he was caught before. He looked at the black and white angels on the left and right, and said:

"The noble eldest daughter is just sleeping now, but if we continue wasting time, our Eternal One may really not be saved. So, what's your opinion?"

——

In the cabin of a spirit airship flying from the promotion fortress to the eternal city of Olympus, Braike is sitting recliningly on the old sofa, playing with the colorful soul stone in his hand and the bloody magic mirror in front of his eyes that reflects his handsomeness The external Emperor Denathrius was speaking.

This airship, summoned by Will Nally with her personal connections, is the favorite ship of smuggling wandering brokers, using their unique technology to make it as smooth as possible in the dangerous space.

And the advantage of taking this kind of boat is that as long as you ask a high enough price, the group of private brokers can provide you with almost anything you desire.

For example, now, Bo Laike is holding a bottle of draenei wine in the golden age of Argus in his hand to moisten his throat.

God knows how these brokers got such a treasure, but the pirates only spent a small amount of money to enjoy this good thing that has long been worn out by time.

"Zovall's army is ready, and the concentration of the death force in the material world is enough to allow us to open the curtain of life and death. When that time is approaching, the army of undead from the kingdom of shadows can sweep the material stars.

I don't know how you persuaded the savage Maldraxxians to join our plans, but that emissary from Grom Hellscream was a good talker.

The demeanor and demeanor of the lich lady named Alya Blue Moon made an eternal person like me feel like a spring breeze, and their straightforward invasion of the promotion fortress perfectly demonstrated the peerless demeanor of the strongest fighters in the Shadow Kingdom.

They will be very useful knives handed to me by your own hands, my friend.

Now that Maldraxxus is willing to lead the army to invade the material world, I have nothing to worry about. "

In the magic mirror in front of the evil god, Emperor Denathrius was still holding the blood-colored wine, his white hair fluttering, showing a domineering attitude. He sat on his scarlet throne, and said to his partner in a gesture of control:

"The only question now is, do we have everything we need?"

"Is this what you're talking about?"

While tasting the mellow draenei wine in his hand, Laike spread his five fingers on his left hand, and four eternal imprints of different colors danced on his fingertips.

It illuminated the face of Lord Heretic God hiding a smile in this dim cabin, and also illuminated the deep longing in the scarlet eyes of the Great Emperor.

"The mark of the military lord has been found by my lovers in Kesia."

The evil god snorted, and said complacently:

"I just need to go back to the Maw Abyss to get five marks, and then go to the Arbiter's Stand in Olympus to open the gateway to the Holy Land of the Firstborn.

What I desire, what Zovar desires, and what you desire are all within reach. "

"This is really great, it makes my blood boil and I am full of different expectations for the future, and working with you is the most correct and perfect choice I have made in my long life.

Come on, friends, let's raise a glass to the grand victory that is coming. "

The emperor raised the blood-red wine in his hand very hypocritically, and Bu Laike also raised the wine bottle in a face-saving manner.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and at the moment when the pirate raised his head to drink, a cold light flashed in the emperor's eyes, and then he sighed pretendingly.

This made Bo Laike blink.

Lord Xie Shen put down the wine bottle, looked at the emperor in surprise, and said:

"We are only one step away from victory, my dear collaborator, why do you show such an annoyed attitude that only losers have? Is there any other annoyance? The future will surely rule the death of the stars and the world Great Emperor."

"It's not a troublesome thing to say, it's just a little sad."

The Great Emperor played with the ends of his pale hair, stared at Bu Laike, and said:

"You've met Zovall too, haven't you? How would you rate our collaborator? About his goddamn thoughts, about his unrealistic pursuit of the power of the Firstborn, about Let me just talk about His obsession that does not seek power and only wants to achieve his own goals.

I'm starting to worry a bit, Boo Laike.

As we got closer to a glorious victory, the worries in my heart became more intense. Zovar is my ancient brother, and no one understands his persistence and stubbornness better than me.

Because of this, I don’t think He is a perfect collaborator compared to you. You see, what we are pursuing is the hegemony of King’s Landing, and what He is pursuing.

It's something that us decent people don't understand. "

"That's normal, my lord."

Bu Laike pretended that he didn't understand the implication of the emperor's words, he just snapped his fingers and said:

"People are always instinctively afraid of things they don't understand, but in my opinion, this is unnecessary. Your Excellency Zovall is a reassuring friend, um, reassuring in most cases.

And He is truly generous.

He knew he had to show his sincerity when asking someone to do something for him. "

The evil god squeezed his eyes and said to Denathius the Great in the magic mirror:

"He's definitely going to Zaresantis, and I'm going too, so you're actually implying something rather dangerous, right? My dear collaborator.

Do you want me to serve you one more time?

What kind of generous reward can you give me? "

"That's too far-fetched, my dear Laike, what vulgarity is there in our relationship?"

A smile appeared on the emperor's thin face.

He stood up, held up the magic mirror in front of him and walked to the window of his gorgeous castle, and turned the direction of the magic mirror so that Bo Laike could see a Venthyr banquet held in the castle.

Maiev, who was chatting with a Venthyr lady during the banquet, felt the gaze from above. She raised her head and raised her wine glass in the direction of the emperor, with a gentle and distanced smile on her face.

The emperor also smiled, and said to the magic mirror beside him:

"Look, Lady Maiev is really enjoying her time in Revendreth."

"Snapped"

The wine bottle in Bu Laike's hand shattered, and the evil god with an indifferent face held the broken bottle and said to the emperor:

"You threaten me? Is this how you treat collaborators? Don't forget, the Eternal Mark is in my hands. Whether Zovar can go to Zaresantis is up to me!

I figured he'd be willing to help me get rid of some less friendly collaborators before I could achieve greatness.

What do you say? "

"No, no, no, this is not a threat, it is just a kind reminder."

Emperor Denathrius shook his head and explained:

"I'm really worried about Zovall's madness. This is not the first time he has done such a dangerous thing. What he wants is completely different from the future I desire.

Between us is destined to part ways.

That being the case, it would be a fitting end to have my ancient brother disappear on an expedition to the Holy Land, and I know there are too few who can do that.

You are the one who reassures me the most.

Laike, I promise you that I will share the whole world equally with you, all worlds, we can rule the era of death together, and I am willing to generously share half of your power.

Now there is only one crazy warden standing in the way of our King's Landing, for our common cause. Help me, this is just another betrayal, and you are already familiar with it. "

"You bastard!"

Of course Bo Laike was upset, as would any conspirator who was threatened, so he had to show it now.

But he just cursed and rubbed his chin to think about it, and after a few anxious seconds of waiting, Bo Laike's eyes flashed fiercely.

He said to Emperor Denathius who was waiting for an answer with a half-smile:

"Okay! I'll help you get rid of Zovar in Zaresantis, and it just so happens that the bastard's attitude towards me also makes me very unhappy, but you make me even more unhappy, so I want something from you."

"what would you like?"

The emperor smiled and opened his arms, saying:

"As long as I have, I can give you, my friend, don't be restrained."

"That's what you said!"

Bo Laike stood up, straightened his collar, and said:

"I want your soul mate, I want your soul sword, I want your Remonia!"

"presumptuous!!!"

This request made the emperor suddenly angry.

His eyes were extremely red at this moment, and the entire background was covered with surging blood, making the emperor in the magic mirror look like the demon king of purgatory for a moment.

Obviously, Bu Laike's request touched the bottom line of the emperor, making him unable to maintain even hypocrisy.

"Hehe, this is what it feels like when the thing you love the most is threatened by others, Denathrius!"

Bu Laike sneered and said:

"I know what that bloodthirsty sword means to you, she is the only beautiful girl you can care about.

She is a part of you, well, that's why, taking her away from you and letting you watch me wield her to kill the enemy makes me want to stop!

I'll help you get rid of Zovar.

And then we all know, what follows is us one-on-one, winner takes all, loser falls. That's the way the game is played among us villains, so stop being a gentleman too.

Come on, swear by your soul.

As soon as I get your sword, she's mine, forever. "

"it is good!"

The emperor crushed the luxurious wine glass in his hand, he stared at Bu Laike, and said:

"After Zovall died, the contract was established."

"But don't worry, dear Bo Laike, even if you die, I will make a blade of your soul and give it to Lady Maiev. She will love this gift."

(end of this chapter)