Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1968 96. Death vs. Death! 【816】

Lady Maiev Shadowsong is like a poor creature forgotten in a corner by the world.

She witnessed with her own eyes how the great Emperor Denathrius planned to start his own death crusade with great ambition, and she also witnessed how the veteran master blew up the tower of Torghast with Bu Laike's Pantheon emblem, releasing countless souls.

She was imprisoned at the top of this tower, and from where she was now, she only needed to raise her head to see the big hole in the curtain of life and death that was connected to the material world.

She could even see Mount Hyjal reflected in the broken light on the other side of the veil.

She blinked.

In the flashing reflection just now, she seemed to see Tyrande Windtalker wearing the moon god's robe gathering sentry troops and demigods of the wilderness, preparing to cross the curtain of life and death and enter the Maw to fight.

Probably because the Priest of the Moon received an oracle from Lady Elune?

Thinking of this, Maiev frowned again and looked down at the chaotic battlefield of the Maw from the top of the collapsed tower slanted in the ruins of the Sanctuary of Dominion.

She could see that under the leadership of Lothar, the death knights of the Scourge of the Undead were fighting against the oathsworn and the demons at the same time.

The three parties attacked each other in this place of death, and they had no idea of ​​joining forces with each other. Anyway, those death knights would kill anyone they saw, as long as they were not on their side.

And farther away, Bo Rocks Saurfang, who is holding the battle ax of Shadow Mourn, is charging side by side with the great lord of the Black Crow Knights, His Excellency Kutalos Ravencrest, defending the barrier of the curtain of life and death leading to the material world. Before the rift.

Supporting them from the flank, and frantically piercing through the vanguard of the oathsworn army, is Bo Rocks' brother, the not yet dead Va Locke Saurfang.

Behind the brave orc warlord was not the warriors of the orc tribe, but a group of mixed infantry regiments from the Stormwind Kingdom, the Troll Empire and Ironforge.

Over the head of this regiment is also the devilsaur phantom from the royal house of Zandalari, His Excellency Loalezan, to help charge.

Emperor Varian Wrynn, in Iron Vrykul form, armed with Ashbringer and Emperor's Sword, escorted a group of wounded soldiers back to the material world with his loyal intelligence chief Master Shaw, Alonsus Faol His Majesty commanded his Silver Hand paladins to do their best to protect the wounded who fell in battle.

Higher up in the line of defense of the living, His Majesty Kael'thas Sunstrider with scars on his face is casting a spell with Jaina Proudmoore, mixing the fire and ice of the blizzard with the flame storm Void evils are repressed back to where they belong.

Azeroth has finally escaped the threat of the Old Gods, and there is no need for more void forces to intervene there.

Arthas Menethil, the dog-licking prince, guarded the caster's position with two sharp Proudmoore family knives, frantically slashing and killing all enemies who tried to get close to the line of defense.

Whether it's undead, demons or faceless people, if you dare to get close to the woman in his heart, you will die!

Life, death, void, and evil energy, the creations of the four major forces attack each other in the dark ghost place of the Maw. Of course, when conditions permit, the other three major forces will still unite to attack the servants of death first them.

Maiev didn't know exactly what kind of event her husband had made in the six realms of force, but with the keen perception she had cultivated in more than 10,000 years of fighting career, Mrs. Shadowsong immediately realized that the situation in front of her was The chaotic war may well have been just the "opening ceremony" of a larger, longer war.

something must have happened

But what does that have to do with her, a "princess in distress" imprisoned atop a collapsed tower?

When the dark titan Sargeras rushed into the Maw and killed her just now, she was not harmed, and now this low-level chaos is even less likely to threaten her.

Perhaps Maiev should thank the now-unknown Emperor Denathrius for holding her hostage at the top of the Torghast Tower.

On the contrary, Mrs. Yingge avoided all the dangers that might arise in this ghostly place.

"What are you looking at?"

A pair of warm hands stretched out from behind, covering Maiev's beautiful blood-colored pupils like a hide-and-seek, and a gentle voice rang in Mrs. Shadowsong's ears, and one who came with her left a hole on her slender neck. kiss.

"Hey, stay away from me."

Mrs. Shadow Song, whose eyes were covered, said to the people behind her expressionlessly:

"I'm already engaged, and my fiancé is a jealous lunatic, be careful that he sends someone to hack you to death, you rascal."

"Really? But I don't see a wedding ring on your finger, pretty lady."

With a teasing smile, Bo Laike whispered to his pouting wife:

"And don't know what genius put a beautiful lady like you here in chains and shackles, I mean, you can't resist, can you?

This means that I can do whatever I want. Before your fiancé arrives, I have already done everything I should and shouldn't do, tsk tsk, it really shouldn't be. "

"Poor mouth! Why don't you untie it?"

Maiev said something unhappily, and at the same time raised her left foot that was shackled, and kicked Bo Laike's leg lightly.

"Hey, you are a former warden of the watchmen, God of War on a moonlit night, don't tell me that you can't even open this kind of lock that blocks anima?"

Bu Laike took a step back in dissatisfaction, and said to Maiev with his arms akimbo:

"Are you pretending to be weak on purpose to lure those ignorant boys to save you? It's like a hellish straight man trap, why don't you open the neckline on your chest a little bigger?

This way even the cooks of the Stormwind Vanguard can see what color your underwear is.

I'm jealous! "

"Aren't I waiting for you here?"

Mrs. Yingge looked at her husband who was throwing a temper, and comforted her helplessly:

"Didn't I hear you say that no matter what happens, you will come to pick me up on time? I can leave, but I hope to have a powerful guy to protect me in this dangerous time.

After all, that person promised me uh."

Her explanation was interrupted by a pair of nibbled lips.

Amidst the sound of the chains and shackles on the wrists and feet falling to the ground, this couple of dogs and men are hanging on the burning ruins in the crazy background of the mad battle of the Maw, where the whole world seems to be destroyed. The top of the Leaning Tower hugs and kisses together.

They are so committed.

He didn't care about the dwarven tankers' roars and the explosions caused by the falling mortar shells on the next battlefield, and he didn't care about the roars of the demons and the noise when Krasis released the Psychic Storm.

It's like trying to swallow each other's tongues into their stomachs.

Of course, such a passionate kiss is understandable, after all, the man in front of him just killed an Eternal in order to be with this beautiful lady forever, and destroyed the Firstborn together with the Dark Titan. Before these terrible things happened, the Holy Land under his own hands planned the eternal bloody battle that had just kicked off.

Both knew what was coming.

The third-rate director, second-rate conspirator, and first-rate pretender Denathius the Great who directed the painful scene of the separation of the two will soon pay the price for his stupid behavior.

Really sorry.

If there were no such nonsense, Bu Laike might really be able to become friends with the emperor.

Huh, who is this lying to? The emperor must die, and when he first used Lord Evil God, his death had already entered the countdown.

Bu Laike is not such a magnanimous person, and the Great Emperor is not worthy of such generosity from the evil god. Could it be that the Great Emperor is also surnamed "Song of Shadows"?

"boom"

Another violent explosion sounded in the gloomy sky of Maw Abyss, and the panting Mrs. Shadow Song lay on her husband's shoulder.

She looked up at the sky, and the bright arc of light that had never been seen since the birth of the Abyss was reflected in her blood-colored pupils, and the golden streamer fell from the darkness like thousands of meteors, in the place full of the oathsworn and The scorching rain of light was outlined on the devil's land.

Maiev looked at the blazing holy light erupting from hundreds of naaru simultaneously in the golden streamer above her head, and the circles of flowing light beams looked like fireworks exploding in the dark night.

They streak across the night sky, gorgeous and wonderful, warm and deadly.

"Like it?"

Bu Laike hugged his wife's slender waist and whispered in her ear:

"I deliberately let them come here at this time, and when we meet again and embrace each other, we will use the most blazing holy light to turn into a meteor shower instead of fireworks.

You have to understand that no matter how powerful I am, I can't prepare some beautiful fireworks for you at this time. "

"Well, the Holy Light is here too."

Mrs. Shadow Song admired the sprinkling of the holy light frenzy covering the entire Maw Abyss, she said softly:

"So, what about Arcane? Although the Pantheon is in ruins, aren't the Titan Souls showing up?"

"Well, you better not ask that."

The pirate shrugged awkwardly and said:

"You don't want to know the identity of the lady who will represent the arcane force in this protracted eternal war. I admit, she and I have some intimate relations.

But believe me, it's just a play on the spot to deepen trust and cooperation.

If this can make you feel happy, then I will tell you that she just treats me as a doll to relieve loneliness, and there is no real feeling at all. "

"boom"

Another mass of blazing holy light exploded in the gloomy sky above their heads, and the shape of the Draenei spaceship emerged in the outline of the stream of light, as well as the image of old Velen holding the staff of Toure in the light.

"Have you figured out where the wedding will be held?"

Bu Laike asked in a low voice.

Maiev stared at the holy light above her head and said nothing.

She just curled up in her husband's arms, as if she wanted to enjoy the most peaceful moment on the most noisy battlefield in the whole universe.

"They're here."

A few minutes later, Maiev spoke softly.

Bu Laike also raised his head and looked towards the edge of the Maw and the Inter-Region, where he could vaguely see the continent of Maldraxxus' war state rapidly approaching the chaotic battlefield of the Maw.

The Veteran Lord's reshaping of the Abyss Devourer's godhead has not yet been completed. Seeing that the forces from all directions have begun to besiege the Oathsworn who represents the death force, and seeing that the death force is about to be defeated, the most capable wars in the kingdom of shadows The lunatics finally arrived on the battlefield.

They didn't come alone.

Approaching the battlefield sooner than Maldraxxus's warring kingdoms was Bu Laike's tangled marauding fleet, led by the imposing Naglfar.

This ghost ship swaggered and flew over in the chaotic sky of the explosion of holy light and the void storm. Amidst the cheers of Princess Mononoke Nagfar, the reinforced steel hull fired wildly like a hedgehog.

It doesn't matter who the enemy is, anyway, this place is still far away from the defense line of the Azeroth coalition forces, and there are no friendly forces at all!

Can fire at will.

Like a spectacle of land bombing, amidst the roar of flames, the black ship quickly approached the spire where Laike and Maiev were.

"I knew that the good time in the two-person world will always be so short."

Maiev complained in a low voice, but still brushed her long hair dignifiedly, and was about to set foot on the ship with Bu Laike.

But Lord Cthulhu shook his head.

Under Maiev's amazed and terrified gaze, he coughed and took out a small box from his arms and prepared to complete the true marriage proposal ceremony under the watchful eyes of his frantically cheering relatives.

However, just when he was about to half-kneel down, Maiev stretched out his hand to stop him.

Madam Shadowsong quietly pointed to the bow of the Naglfar, where Xal'atath and Sefiel stood side by side, their four eyes staring at this side as if burning.

And on the poop of the ship, Her Majesty the Queen of Creation, Fenna, is already gritting her teeth and sharpening her knife.

"If you don't want me to die inexplicably in a suspicious assassination by a murderer, you stand up for me!"

Mrs. Shadowsong threatened in the ear of the evil god:

"Who is this for, you bad guy, I believe in your feelings for me, but I also know that it is impossible for you to give up on them.

That's it, I'm used to it anyway.

This place is too noisy, let's go to Revendreth, have a good day, and don't put off things that should be done. "

"Okay."

Lord Cthulhu let out a deep breath, stood up and took Maiev's hand, and stepped on the board of the Nagfar that was jointly handed over by the warlock trio with wide-eyed smiles.

He glanced back into the distance as if feeling something.

On the bow of the huge black ship "Abyss Devourer", an old man was standing there looking at this side with binoculars. Bu Laike wanted to give a middle finger in that direction, but after raising his hand, he still chose to wave.

"Forget it, send him a copy of the wedding invitation as well, lest he engrave the words that I am an unfilial son on his tombstone in the future, I believe he will definitely do it."

He complained quietly.

Naturally, the three ladies beside him would not object.

"set sail!"

Bu Laike took the captain's cap from his good daughter, put it on his head, and kicked the little murloc next to him who was bewildered by drinking, waved his hand, and shouted to the crew in front of him:

"There's nothing to see in this ghost place, let's go to Revendreth! That ghost place is about to welcome its mistress."

The black ghost ship raised its course in the next instant, and quickly disappeared into the sky of the Maw Abyss shining with holy light.

At the same time, on the chaotic five-party battlefield, Grom Hellscream, who rode a desolate bull and led the soul-chosen death knights rampage to kill him, waved the blood roar of death. Sorrow slammed into each other fiercely.

As sparks flew, the eyes of the two old orcs collided.

"Bo Rocks! You old bastard."

The old man shouted:

"My Soul Selection Secret Academy still lacks a Marquis of Death who can fight, but I will not give that position to those soft bastards who can't even catch me with an axe. There are too few fighters in this world who can make me look different.

So, are you coming or not? I can give you an appointment right now. "

"You want me to serve you?"

Burned by the fire of extermination, only the black scorched bones remained and his face could hardly be seen. Bu Rocks sneered. The old orc swung his battle ax to slam Laohou's weapon away. He roared angrily:

"You sad old dog who died on the battlefield! I heard that you can't even beat an abyss lord. Zhencai, beat me first! You dead dogs must be taught a lesson!"

"Ha, come on then."

Old Roar laughed wildly, swung his ax and threw it into the sky, smashing a naru that fell from the attack of the upper demon. In the flying of the golden crystal, he looked at Bo Rocks Saurfang and the people in the distance. Shaoxia Hou who ran over here.

He yelled:

"Look at this wild battlefield, look at this crazy war, we can fight like this for a thousand years! This is the warrior's paradise, right here!

come on!

Come and challenge me.

Before I become a warlord, I have enough time to have fun with you guys! "

In the next moment, a steel storm blew up in the battlefield, and everything that got close was smashed to pieces.

Of course, in this melee, it is impossible for Lao Hou to enjoy the war as he wished, and there are many other people who have realized their dreams.

For example, in a corner on the edge of the battlefield, Thrall, who was secretly called by Chief Red, was watching the baroness of Maldraxxus who appeared from the shadows in front of him vigilantly.

The young orc didn't know why the warchief did this, but he was ready to fight, but the baroness in front of him didn't draw his weapon.

Instead, she took off her bone mask.

"Guyle"

Baroness Della looked at the grown-up son in front of her with complicated eyes.

She casually pulled out the battle ax at her waist, threw it out and beheaded Kezier who appeared from the shadows, and waved to Thrall who was stunned in place.

Say:

"Come here, son, let mother see you."

"boom"

A staggered blast of daggers sounded one meter behind the baroness. Master Shaw, who wanted to sneak attack this seemingly powerful undead, was knocked out of the shadow by a swift blood shadow. This accident did not cause any harm. Interrupting Della's meeting with her son, she walked forward undisturbed and held Sal's trembling hand.

The repelled Master Assassin landed on the ground, looking warily at the Venthyr Assassin holding the bloody sharp blade in front of him.

The latter had a face somewhat similar to his.

"You are Shaw?"

The strange Venthyr assassin pouted, looked around, and said:

"Isn't Passonia here? What a disappointment, and I put on makeup just for that."

"You! You are?"

Shaw frowned.

He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the Venthyr Bloodwing Assassin shrugged while playing with the dagger, saying:

"I'm your grandpa, His Excellency Bu Laike, who specially sent someone to inform me that I came here. He said it was a surprise for you. Let me stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, after I died, did your grandma find a lover?"

(end of this chapter)