Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1958 86. Come on, the last round, start now!

Bo Laike, Denathrius the Great, and Warden Zovall have been in an unholy alliance for a long time, but the three guys are definitely the wizarding world's classic re-emergence of the term "separate bedfellows."

Although the three guys seem to be carrying out the same plan, the three of them have three completely different purposes.

Seeing that the victory is close at hand, the traditional internal fighting projects will naturally be carried out in full swing. First, Emperor Denathius hired Bu Laike, who did not speak martial arts, to get rid of Zovar, and the warden also took the five Eternal Marks. After being collected, they tore off the disguise of "inviolate from the world" and planned to block Laike to death in the Maw.

He is confident.

The entire Devouring Abyss is under His control.

The power He can use in this land that devours hope and spreads despair is unlimited. As long as Bu Laike returns here, he will never go anywhere.

As Emperor Denathus once thought, after seeing with his own eyes how Braike disrupted the three kingdoms in a short period of time, he also single-handedly planned the war that Maldraxxus invaded the fortress of promotion and killed the eldest daughter After Glistia, Zovall also realized the trickiness of Braike.

Now that the way to the Holy Land of the Firstborn is clear, this restless factor from the material world must be temporarily removed.

He may cooperate with Bu Laike in the future, but at least in matters concerning Zaresantis, Zovall does not intend to let Bu Laike intervene.

The power of the Firstborns staying there is too dangerous, and the price of allowing a void god to touch it is extremely terrible, so even if the power of the entire Maw is mobilized, Braike Shaw and the plundering fleet he organized stay here.

The warden thought so, and planned to do so.

But unfortunately, He still failed to take into account other unexpected situations when making his own plan, such as.

"click"

A crisp sound followed the moment the pirate's fingers touched the ancient firstborn stele.

The stele was shattered by the flow of blue heart energy, and then reassembled in a strange way. Under the gazes of countless oath-sworn and pirates in different postures, as the four ancient stone swords rotated and inserted into the foundation covered with stone chips, In the seat, a group of dazzling doors burst open under the gaze of Zovall's wide-eyed eyes.

Bu Laike's continuous infusion of heart can make the gate bigger and bigger, and finally after a few seconds, a crack passageway that is large enough to allow the large marauding fleet to enter and exit freely is formed.

"The so-called deadly place of the shadow kingdom, I come whenever I want, and leave whenever I want!"

In the silence, Bo Laike pushed his captain's hat and gave Zovall's phantom in the sky a middle finger.

With a big wave of his hand, amidst the carnival of the pirates, he guided the Nagfar to rush into the gate of the country that was circulating ahead, and the fleet behind followed closely in the surge of water driven by the tidal stone. It drove out of the Maw at an astonishing speed, and fell into the space near the eternal city of Olympus.

As for Zovall.

The warden, who always behaves with ease in the face of any situation, is stupid.

Of course He knew of the existence of that stele.

Any soul in the entire Maw Abyss knows that there are relics left by the Firstborn on the cliff of Weeping War, but from the birth of Maw Abyss to the present, that thing has never been activated.

Even the Eternals thought it was some sort of memento left by the Firstborn.

There are many more steles like this in Maw, in Kesia, and in Olympus. Wait!

Olympus has it too!

Zovall immediately came back to his senses. He watched the pirates from the material world screaming and driving their ships into the blue gate. He realized that Bo Laike was not demonstrating just now.

He's really going to Olympus to open the way to the Shrine of the Firstborn.

that bastard!

Thinking that the power left by the Firstborn may be controlled by Braike, the warden can no longer sit on the Diaoyutai. In his plan for the future, it is very important to master the original ruling power of Zaresantis link.

Can't wait any longer.

"Enter that door!"

On the high platform of the Dominion Sanctuary, the warden, who still maintained his prison-style attire, narrowed his small eyes, and said coldly to the several oathed generals beside him:

"Blaike Shaw and his pirates are going to plunder the Eternal City. The chaos they caused is just right for us. Use my army to release the Scorched Behemoth and Soul Eater into Olympus, leading to The way to the Holy Land will open today, and the age of death will fall today."

"Master, if we all pass, the army you left on this land will be left alone."

A tall Dawsworn Marshal whispered to Zovar:

"Those rebels have been running rampant on your land lately, and they have the support of Brad Laike Shaw's subordinates, and I have every reason to think that dangerous evil god may take advantage of your obsession with the Holy Land.

Once we leave here, a disgraceful rebellion may arise in your realm, and if the tower of Torghast that houses the anima is attacked, it will undoubtedly interfere with your grand plans. "

"Well, that's true."

Zovar acknowledged his subordinate's concerns as he took his own weapon from a Mawsworn Lich—a strange hammer forged into the Skull of Suffering.

He looked at the country in front of him where he had lived for countless epochs, and whispered:

"Even if you have mastered the ruling power of the Firstborn, it will take a huge amount of energy to reshape reality.

Those anima are prepared for this, from the first day Torghast - Tower of Guilty Soul stood in the Maw, from the first time when the imprisoned soul was squeezed out of anima, this land has shouldered Take on a heavy mission.

But don't worry, my loyal Soul Breaker Dolmazan, I have my own 'friends' too. "

"You mean, Emperor Denathrius?"

Commander Yuan swore was stunned for a moment, and then a cold voice sounded from under the ferocious shadow steel helmet:

"No, master, the emperor is not trustworthy. Even our servants know that his ambition is to rule all the worlds including the kingdom of shadows. He is chasing the death empire he imagined wholeheartedly.

Once He takes over your army, He will immediately start the invasion of the physical world, which is completely different from your plan. "

"Let him go."

Zovall waved his hand indifferently. Under the control of his will, countless black chains emerged from various passages in the sanctuary to form a "bridge" across the sky and the earth, allowing the oath-swearers who were ready to take their vows to step on it Quickly rushed towards the Firstborn teleportation stone opened by Braike.

The warden himself took this path.

Holding his own unique and ferocious, powerful and dark weapon, he said to his subordinates:

"As an arbitrator, I have judged countless souls from different worlds. Through their eyes, I can see that under the endless stars, the war of freedom and domination has been staged again and again in countless epochs.

But all this is in vain.

It's not that mortals aren't smart enough or hard enough or determined enough, they're victims themselves, and any being who feels they have free will is based on a lie of the Firstborn.

Their perfect blueprint for all planning is itself horribly flawed.

The idea of ​​handing over the power of choice to creatures who can't even control their own existence and expecting them to evolve to the extreme is itself nonsense.

I have witnessed the ambitions of countless rulers, and the collapse of countless empires. Denathrius is just another monarch who wants to establish a rule, and his ambition itself can be used by me.

Let him conquer.

The wars he waged will provide more anima to the great, until all reality is completely reshaped by me, and when that day comes, all strife and destruction will cease and true order will come.

A universe torn apart is no defense against impending catastrophe."

Behind Zovall, his generals bowed down to salute their master. This may be the last time they will see His Excellency the Warden.

They were not infected by Zovar's great ideal of conquering, but they were born in the Maw and had to obey the master of this land. In fact, these oath-sworn had no choice.

And at the moment when Zovar arrived at the teleportation stone left by the Firstborn, he looked up to the sky, and said to the Emperor Denathius who was far away in Revendres in the mental connection of the eternal wars:

"My ancient brother, the time has come, the passage to Zarethantis will open, and I will step into it to fulfill the destiny I have been looking for and waiting for.

I have left my legions in the Maw, and it is up to you to control them.

When the access to the Holy Land of the Firstborn is opened, the curtain of life and death will also be controlled by you, and your era of conquest will begin soon. Good luck. "

"Ah, this is really good news. I have waited for countless epochs, but I believe all the waiting is worth it."

There was an immediate response from Emperor Denathrius.

Although he was trying his best to suppress it, the joy from the bottom of his heart could still be read from the emperor's voice.

The Sin King also hypocritically reminded:

"I have observed the chaos in the eternal city of Olympus, my brother Zovar, that wolfish and exotic evil god Braike Shaw is attacking the city of the servants of the gods, he must want to enter Zareth before you Tis is looking for the secrets left by the Firstborn, you must speed up.

If you meet him in the Holy Land of the Creator, don't show mercy. You must also be careful of his rhetoric. Lies are Bo Laike's sharpest and deadliest weapon. "

Facing this "reminder", Zovall didn't even bother to respond.

He is completely sure that there must be some kind of secret agreement between Emperor Denathrius and Braike Shaw, just as he does not want the Great Emperor and Braike Shaw to interfere with his great cause, neither does the Great Emperor who only wants to conquer all the worlds. Would wish for a damned idealist to interfere with his reign.

For Denathius, the best result is that Zovar and Bu Laike disappear in Zaresantis together, and die as far away as possible.

This is the cooperative mode between villains.

While guarding against the enemy, you should also be more careful about the backstabs that people around you will launch at any time.

Zovall looked at the gate of the realm that was constantly revolving under the support of heart energy, and he could even see the chaotic scene of the eternal city of Olympus from the reflection of the energy fluctuations of the gate in front of him.

Those pirate warships from Azeroth sailed around that ancient and majestic city, and their ships glide on the interspace as if they were sailing on the waves of the endless sea. Those pirates from all races and kingdoms The scum are roaring wildly and firing every cannonball into the holy city.

Flames, explosions, swung weapons, flying blood and tragic looting.

The city of the servants of the gods has fallen into unprecedented chaos, and this city that has appeared in the era of the First Born has no dignity at all, like Zovar's memory has gone Genesis element.

The warden shook his head, and strode into the gate of the realm in front of him. Behind him, the most elite Oathsworn Legion assembled also escorted a blue cosmic spirit body closely behind him.

Almost at the same time, in the grand hall of Fort Nasria.

With the help of two Venthyr nobles, Emperor Denathrius in military uniform put on a new commander's cloak to show his dignity.

Outside this hall, the teleportation magic mirror leading to the Maw is operating at full capacity, and the Obstinate Legion and Venthyr warriors loyal to the Emperor are entering the ruling sanctuary of the Maw through the magic mirror, taking over the rule of the warden core.

The Great Emperor will also go there, commanding the Warden to prepare the Yuansworn Legion for countless epochs. The Eternal One has a wish-come-true smile on his face, but he did not leave immediately.

He is waiting for his "companion".

A few minutes later, Ms. Maiev Shadowsong, who was wearing a blood-colored court dress, was "invited" to the palace by the emperor's guards. She looked at the emperor Denathrius sitting on the throne with her usual indifference. The Great Emperor also looked at her with a smile on his face.

"I hope you are ready for the journey, my dear successor, my dear 'daughter'."

Denathrius said condescendingly to Maiev:

"As you can see, I will start the era of death conquest today, and a glorious era of domination will be opened by my own hands. What I need is a noble person to share this joy with me.

We're going to the Maw, Maiev.

I have prepared for you a very comfortable palace in the tower of Torghast, where the scenery is very good, and you can watch from your own balcony the magnificent scene of my army sweeping the material stars.

And on the day your husband returns to me victorious, or you are unhappily widowed, I will release you and formally invite you to join my empire as ruler. "

This bastard.

That malice doesn't even pretend.

Maiev looked at him, looking at this complacent eternal being, just like looking at a monkey immersed in her own dream, she didn't choose to struggle or resist, she just flattered those around her in the past, but today she faces Amidst the ironic laughter of the Venthyr nobles, they asked calmly:

"Are you so sure that you can have everyone in your hands?"

"I've never thought about it that way, Maiev, I respect every life in front of me."

The emperor waved his hand hypocritically, and he held the pearl sword hilt of the soul blade Lemonia floating beside him, just like holding his own sin scepter.

He stood up and said to Maiev:

"I have full respect for your husband's dark wisdom. He is a free man, a dangerous man who can never be controlled, but unfortunately, even the Void God has its own weaknesses.

As long as you are in my hands, he can be used by me.

love

Oh, love that makes you weep, what a beautiful sin. "

"click"

Heavy shackles were put on Maiev's wrists. Amidst the rampant laughter of the blood courtiers, the sinful princess was led away from the hall by the guards.

At the moment when she was sent out of Nasria Fort and escorted to the Maw, when she was about to step into the blood mirror, Maiev looked back at the very abrupt mountain next to Nasria Fort.

The mountain of sins that belonged to Bu Laike.

There was a sneering smile on the corner of her mouth. After so many bloody examples, there is still someone who dares to declare so confidently that he has completely controlled Bu Laike Shaw.

Well, it seems that the obsession with power is indeed harmful to health.

(end of this chapter)