Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1970 98. The Loyalty Day of the Betrayers [1016]

Whether it's the Titans, Elune, or the veteran master who is about to change his post to be the new warden, these god-level characters have all emphasized, explicitly or implicitly, that the six forces of the Force will instinctively pursue a relative balance.

As the six basic forces that make up the universe, each of which represents a kind of cosmic law, they can only ensure the orderly growth and development of the cosmic system when they are in balance.

But this does not mean that the six forces must maintain a balance of six equal parts. Occasionally, there will always be a strong force, and there will be a corresponding weakening of the force.

This short-term change can be tolerated, but once the imbalance of the original force endangers the existence of the universe itself, other original forces will intervene to complete the balance again.

For example, in the first era of the material world, the pantheon of order of the Titans was sown throughout the universe, and the seven Titans ran amok among the stars to make the arcane force reach its peak, and then there were three forces of death, void, and evil that participated together. The fall of Sargeras directly turned the arcane force from its peak to its weakness and continues to this day.

That incident had far-reaching effects, almost permanently changing the balance of the six original forces. Except for the damage to the arcane force and the life force, all other force gained.

Of course, the realm of death hides behind the scenes to gain the most.

But the flowers are not popular in a hundred days, and no matter how powerful they are, they can't keep winning. After hundreds of thousands of years of prosperity, it's time for the death field to pay off its debts.

This is the deep-seated truth of the melee between the six forces that is currently unfolding in the Kingdom of Shadows. Other forces must intervene in the war to suppress the unbalanced death, and then use the cycle of life and death jointly constructed by the Queen of Winter and Ms. Elune to make the relationship between the forces Only when the balance is restored will the tragic eternal bloody battle end.

This is destined to be a protracted process, at least thousands or even tens of thousands of years. For mortals, this is equivalent to the concept of "eternity".

But on a cosmic scale, this is just a "necessary correction" that can be tolerated.

Of course, the suppression of the Death Force by other Forces is all-round. Even if the Veteran Master and Maldraxxus’ shadow kingdom defenders try their best to restrain the battlefield in the Maw, but in the face of the menacing other Forces , all important places in the entire Shadow Kingdom will become battlefields.

For example, Revenders, who is responsible for providing anima to the entire Shadowlands.

This ancient country was hit by the Holy Light and Force Expedition due to some bad events before in a long time ago, and now, after a long time of peace, it was once again dragged into another war because of the recklessness of its own ruler. In a terrible war.

Outside Nathria Fort, a doomsday lord smashed into the palace wall of this chaotic city with flapping flaming wings. It waved the beheading giant sword in its hand and grinningly brought death to the cowardly Venthyrs. Fel hounds and demon guards are constantly pouring out from the portal of fel energy. These destroyers who have caused endless carnage in the material world are eager to establish their majesty in the kingdom of death.

But soon, the black moonlight wove into the sky into a scorching moonfire sword and swayed down. Following the blessing of the black moon, the death beast flapped its wings and flew up the city wall, riding in the hands of the bald big sister on the saddle of this terrifying thing. With a swipe of the sharp sword, a veil of stars and moon shrouded it, clearing away the surrounding demons like a tumbling sea of ​​fire.

"Scatter! Find that sword!"

The stone blacksmith looked indifferent at this moment, and gave the order to search for the stone descendants following behind him.

The elite Stoneborn led by General Draven scattered, and they traveled through the air, searching for the Emperor's Soul Sword that had just rushed out of Fort Nasria.

There were also Venthyr swordsmen who were under the command of Prince Lessonal were also sent out.

But they were not fighting demons, but, like Stoneborn, they were searching for the escaped Soulblade Lemonia.

"Father, you are the one who is better at chess."

Prince Lessonal, who had just stabbed his own sharp blade into his father's chest and performed a near-perfect "Father's Kindness and Son's Filial Piety", is now riding behind a strong stone-born demon.

A sumptuous coffin was strapped to the back of his mount, containing the eternal body of the maimed body of Denathrius the Great.

Just now, His Royal Highness the Prince's cold sword completely beheaded the emperor's body, but his cosmic soul escaped at the moment of his body's death.

Who would have thought that the crazy soul blade Lemonia, who never left the body of Emperor Denathrius, was actually the last resort left by the Eternal.

The magic sword contained the emperor's soul and rushed out of the siege, and it disappeared without a trace.

However, Prince Reinasor, who was carrying his father's body back to Fort Nasria, had a gloomy look on his face at this time, but also a trace of joy and relaxation that couldn't be concealed.

His father is the Eternal, the shaper and maintainer of Revendreth. His godhead is permanently bound to this gloomy land. Once the emperor really dies, Revendreth's collapse will only be a matter of time problem.

His Royal Highness, who endured extreme torture, led his loyal servants to endure hardships in the Devouring Abyss, and finally took advantage of the general situation to fight back to Revendreth, not to rule a land that was about to collapse.

Now the father's body is dead, but his soul is still there.

Although the victory of His Royal Highness is not so perfect, at least he can fully accept the sinful land that raised him and countless Venthyrs.

In a sense, this may be the best result.

As for the fleeing father, that is no longer a problem for Lessonal to worry about. Although he has not been with His Excellency the Silent for a long time, even a short contact and cooperation can allow him to distinguish the identity of His Excellency Braike. disposition.

That guy can't be a generous person.

He will retaliate for all grievances, and his father and king willfully use the most beloved partner of the silent one as a bargaining chip to threaten him when he is proud.

This incident alone is enough for the Silent One to take endless revenge and hunt down Emperor Denathrius at this moment.

This can also save me from the beastly act of killing my father with my own hands.

With such emotions, Prince Lessonar returned to the throne room of Fort Nasria, where the three wives of the sin lords who had experienced hardships in the Maw with him were already waiting for him there.

The three ladies put on extravagant blood-colored dresses and returned to the noble attire they once had when they were sensual and sensual. When His Royal Highness walked into the palace, a maid immediately stepped forward to remove the blood-stained and scratched battle armor for His Royal Highness. , wiped the blood on his face, and put on the emperor's robe and cloak that fit the status of a ruler for His Highness.

The countess stepped forward to put the crown of sin left by Emperor Denathrius on the head of His Highness, but Resonar waved her hand and refused.

"Now is not the time."

His Highness said so.

He stretched out his hand to hold the soul blade at his waist, which was very similar in shape to the Emperor's "Sword Maiden" Lemonia. This was his soul long sword, and he called it "Vopalia".

Well, a very feminine name like Lemonia means that His Royal Highness actually has his own "Sword Lady". From this point of view, he and the Emperor are worthy of being biological father and son, even their aesthetics and hobbies are so consistent .

Of course, the soul blade of His Royal Highness is not as crazy and bloodthirsty as Remonia.

This is a "lady" among sword maidens. Perhaps because of this, her destructive power is not only far inferior to that of Lemonia, but even far inferior to that of Bu Laike's Salamani.

"The Burning Legion is attacking my kingdom."

Prince Renathal walked out of the throne room with his three loyal subordinates, looking at the sky filled with dark green light, he frowned and said:

"Until these bloodthirsty demons are defeated, what my people need is safety, and now is the time to govern this kingdom in a more appropriate manner.

My dear Countess, I hope that you can go to the Fortress of Promotion and the Blazing Wilderness as quickly as possible. I am willing to pay enough Heart Energy in exchange for the friends of Revendreth to come to aid my people.

A new era has begun with war, but perhaps within it lies the hope of unity.

Of course, it doesn't matter if they don't come. "

Lessonal smiled, he moved his fingers and said:

"We actually have our allies too."

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"You guys! Quick! Go and open the portal."

At the edge of the land of Revendreth, which was in chaos due to the invasion of demons, a dread witch was yelling at several of her companions:

"We must escort our master out of here. All life on this land is hunting him."

"You don't need to tell me, Narrajas."

The other end of the fear demon king replied in an unhappy tone:

"Everyone is very clear about the reason why everyone sneaked in here at the risk of being discovered by Stoneborn, and you don't have to protect that sword so tightly."

"Shut up, you two don't argue anymore."

A third dreadlord descended from the sky.

It was a big man, at least it had been a big man.

Balnazar, one of the lords of the Council of Fear, was also the commander-in-chief of the former Burning Legion's fleet, and played a prominent role in the entire Burning Legion's military system.

At the end of the Battle of Argus, after the Nathrezim collectively rebounded under the command of Braike, these dreadlords were hunted down by demons everywhere in the material world, and some of them hid in the marginal galaxy, lurking under the order of the emperor They were strategically prepared to deal with the death conquest, and some of them sneaked back to the shadow kingdom under the leadership of Balnazar.

They were supposed to come back to do great things.

As a result, the big thing has not been done now, and even his creator has ended up in a situation where his body died and his soul escaped.

I have to say that this cruel fact is definitely a terrible situation for the Nathrezim, especially in the current situation where the six forces are fighting and the demons have entered the kingdom of shadows. "The situation of the Dreadlords has become precarious.

They must leave immediately, otherwise, once the demons find out that there is also a dreadlord in the shadow kingdom, a hunt for the dreadlord will immediately be put on the agenda.

No one knows the savagery and power of the Burning Legion better than the Nathrezim, for they were once members themselves.

Right now, the Dark Titan has hacked the warden to death, and the God of Fel Energy hates the Fear Demon King to death. Once they are exposed, even thinking about their fate will make these cunning people have nightmares at night.

After seeing Balnazar appearing, several dreaded demon kings and dreaded witches hiding here immediately silenced. After the dreaded lord fell, the dreaded witch Narrajas who was protecting the soul blade Remonia to death Stepping forward, he handed the sharp blade wrapped in pale blood to Banazar with both hands.

The latter took it in his hand and examined it carefully.

Facing the attacks of the four moon and night gods of war, especially the blows from the most powerful night god of war, the stone forge, traumatized Zeng's gorgeous and sharp soul blade.

Lemonia's left blade even broke off a few pieces of the blade, and several of the luxurious pearls dotted on the hilt were also damaged. If this sword used to be a proud lady, then she is now Like a woman on the street.

Somewhat disheveled feeling.

Balnazar could even clearly feel the scream of the soul blade due to the pain.

But even at this point, this loyal blade is still doing its best to protect the cosmic soul hidden in it. Emperor Denathius has been hit hard continuously, and it is difficult for his soul to maintain his sobriety when his godhead is broken.

This will be wrapped in a sharp blade in a sleeping posture.

"Lord of all Nathrezim, your loyal servant has come to fetch you."

Balnazar stroked the trembling sword, and said something in a humble tone. I don't know if the emperor heard it, but there was only a soul wave that seemed to be encouraging from the sharp blade.

The dreadlord sighed.

This miserable sword, paired with the even more miserable Creator, really made this determined Dread Demon King feel the dire situation at the moment.

It fed Soul Blade with a few pieces of heart energy harvested before, and then carried it on its back, and glanced at the Nathrezim in front of it who were looking at it eagerly.

It knew that these servants of its own now hoped to leave the increasingly dangerous Revendreth, even the Shadowlands, and all places where the Burning Legion existed.

"We need to get out of here, as soon as possible!"

Balnazar put away the feeling of loss and disappointment in his heart, pointed to the sky to his servants, and said:

"I have ordered all my companions lurking in the shadow kingdom to return to the material world, and now that the Burning Crusade has begun to transfer to the death kingdom, the material world has become safer.

We have hidden people on the borders of the stars and in the worlds of various points, and we must keep a low profile for a long time to come.

I will personally escort our master to Azeroth, where Tichondrius and Men Faith are waiting to meet us, but the fastest way to get to the physical world right now is through the Legion portal overhead

Don't look at me that way, bastard! I'm not crazy! "

The Lord of Dread glanced at the sky full of flying demons, gritted his teeth and said:

"That's the fastest way. We may be discovered by demons and sacrifice a few unlucky ghosts, but I believe that most of us will safely leave this ghost place where we are not welcome."

Several Nathrezim looked at each other, and no one spoke, but Balnazar felt the subtle change in the atmosphere. He frowned, looked at the tribe in front of him, and said:

"Do you have any other ideas? Say it, say it, it's time, don't hide it anymore."

"Well, that's right, my lord."

Dread Witch Narragas looked left and right.

She is the weakest of these dread demon kings, and if she really wants to venture through the legion portal, she is the unlucky ghost who is most likely to be sacrificed.

Any sane Nathrezim shouldn't bet on such odds, so the dread witch rolled her eyes and whispered:

"I do think we have another option. A week ago, when I was ordered to go to the fort to investigate the situation, I met a strange guy on the way.

It is one of us, but not quite like us.

It helped me evade the pursuit of several Kyrian angels, and talked to me in a whisper.

It told me that the Creator's grand plans would fail catastrophically, but that failure would not be a bad thing for us nathrezim. "

The Dread Witch carefully observed the changes in Balnazar's expression. She paused, suppressing her voice as if she was saying something outrageous.

she says:

"That strange clansman told me that maybe it's time for us to live in a different way, and we who have always obeyed the will of the Creator have another choice"

"Shut up!"

Balnazar said with a cold face:

"You should know, these are rebellious words! You shouldn't say these!"

"I know I shouldn't say it."

Narragas also went all out. She spread her claws and said to her lord:

"But the development of the facts is almost exactly the same as that strange tribe's prophecy, and that guy also told me that our activities in Revendreth have long been discovered by the Stoneborn!

The reason the Stoneborn Mother didn't kill us is because she and her friends made a secret relationship.

It also says that if we don't believe, if we are in a corner and have nowhere to go, we can go to the Manor of the Stonesmith, it will wait for us there, and it will show us another possibility of the dreadlord civilization .

but."

The Dread Witch gritted her teeth, glanced at the Soul Blade behind Balnazar, and whispered:

"But we must take that sword with us, yes, lord, that strange guy predicted that our Creator will rely on this sword to survive.

i think

Anyway, at this time, we should give it a try, and I volunteer to be a pioneer.

I know you're all scared, and I'm scared too, but that guy said it well, a god who can't even protect himself is not worth worshiping. "

Looking at her silent companions, the Dread Sorceress murmured in a low voice:

"Anyway, the Creator can't control us anymore, can he? He can't protect himself now, we are Nathrezim, when have we ever been truly loyal?

This is all for survival, no shame. "

(end of this chapter)