Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1975 103. Cloth Laike of Quintessential I do not agree with this marriage! 【1516】

Finally came the day.

Before the dawn of the sun today, the newly renovated and decorated Fort Nasria was busy. The Venthyrs who are best at holding banquets and large-scale events put on their best clothes one after another. Even the small goblin-like mud servants were ordered to wear waiter suits with small black waistcoats.

Her Majesty the Countess, a true gentleman of Revendreth, personally presided over today's ceremony and banquet.

Even Prince Lessonal, who was about to formally obtain the spirit container in a few days and become the second Sin King, was surrounded by her command.

The most luxurious Throne Hall in Fort Nasria was used as the scene of the wedding ceremony. Among the confessors, the chief priests who sang the best songs were selected as singers, and the holy instruments "imported" from the promoted fortress were cooed by the deacons They wiped it clean, while the best chefs in the Shadowlands were busy in the back kitchen of the palace.

Among those ingenious big cuckoos, there are also a few black and white pandaren chefs wearing chef hats. Zhou Zhuo, who is temporarily serving as the chef's chef, is taking a recipe to check the supplies and drinks, and then found out that The three copper-bearded brothers who have been drinking while hiding in the wine cellar.

Even the most drunken dwarf royals could not resist the blood wine of Venthyr mixed with the war spirits of Maldraxxus.

Fortunately, there are still a few hours before the wedding. Throwing these three embarrassing dwarves into the confession room of the confessor is enough for them to sober up by the means used to punish the soul.

asshole!

You are here on behalf of Azeroth, show me some image in front of outsiders!

Although it was still early, some of the guests who came earlier had already entered the most luxurious and magnificent palace in the Kingdom of Shadows for a visit.

The rare old Dailin Proudmoore and his two wives, who wore a king's dress, combed their hair neatly and sprayed hairspray, greeted their old brothers at the entrance of the palace and led the crowd as guides Explore the sights of the Venthyr kingdom.

Of course, they are not the masters of this place.

However, the actions of the mortal guests have been promised and approved by the generous Prince Rethonar.

His Royal Highness also thoughtfully dispatched the best stone descendants of the Stone Legion as temporary guards for the guests, and by the way prevented the curious guests from entering some places they should not go.

You know, there are many dangerous anima traps in the emperor's palace to prevent thieves from coming and going, and the most harmless ones are deadly to weak mortals.

Of course, the Venthyr nobles who like lively and court banquets also showed their hospitality today. These Venthyr are essentially a group of guys who like to deal with others, especially the nobles from the material world, who can just be with The extravagant and depraved Venthyrs congenially discussed the cumbersome etiquette and exaggerated entertainment.

"I saw the Dreadlord, maybe I drank too much, or maybe I didn't drink enough."

Zhu Taran, who was wearing the traditional Pandaren robe, rubbed his eyes, and said to Dai Lin beside him:

"Is there a demon guarding there majestically in front? What kind of evil trick is this? The demons are also invited?"

"Uh, it is true that some demons came to watch the ceremony on behalf of their dark gods."

Holding a glass of wine, Dai Lin glanced unhappily at the corner of a staircase leading to the dome of the palace. There was a luxuriously dressed but impatient fear witch guarding there.

The old general turned his head and explained in a low voice to the head of the pandaren and several old brothers from the Human Empire military behind him:

"But these Nathrezim did not come here on behalf of demons. They were just accepted by Venthyr as a brotherhood a few days ago. It is said that these cunning people were born on the land under our feet.

They are actually not demons, but dead creatures like Venthyr. The two civilizations have a common creator. "

"Huh? There is such a thing? Interesting."

Old Fording, who looked majestic and dignified under the embellishment of a ceremonial armor, stroked his beard, and glanced out that he was in the luxurious palace with Darien Mograine and the little girl Whitemane Tai Lan, the son who chased and played around, turned back to old Dai Lin who boasted of his knowledge:

"To elaborate, I'm quite interested in these secrets. If Venthyr and Nathrezim have a common creator, that is to say, they are both the creation of the Eternal Lord Denathrius?

I heard on the battlefield of the Maw that Emperor Denathrius was hacked to death by the sword of the Dark Titan? "

"That's just nonsense, pathetic paladin."

Dai Lin laughed, and then shared it with her old brothers in a low voice, like sharing a secret, with a proud tone unique to old men:

"The emperor is still alive.

Well, maybe it can't be called alive. His state is similar to the phylactery of the liches. His godhead is broken and sealed in a magic sword.

And that magic sword was given to his wife by my son as a wedding gift, and you will see my daughter-in-law wearing that magic sword on stage at the wedding in a while.

That was the first Eternal conquered by House Proudmoore, but far from the first god my family killed. "

Tut tut.

Look at his bragging, which made all the old generals and knights look sideways.

Well, now the Proudmoore family is shaking.

People talk about the legend of the execution of gods. Although these things have nothing to do with the shameless old Dai Lin, it does not prevent this increasingly flamboyant old man from recording these things as glory in the family tree among.

This is also impossible. Who made the family give birth to a good son?

Old Fording was drinking, and couldn't help but glanced at his son.

When he saw Little Tailan foolishly playing the Crusader game with the little girl Whitemane, the old knight suddenly felt a surge of anger, wishing to rush over and kick his son's ass twice.

Look at his son, then look at you!

Nothing!

"Guys, the emperor is here, and Lothar also took the time to come to Revendresi from the Devouring Abyss to participate in today's ceremony. Come with me, and show some might in a while!"

When these old men were visiting the emperor's palace and bragging, Uther, who was wearing a jazz robe, hurried over and said something to these old guys.

Dai Lin raised her eyebrows unexpectedly, and asked:

"Why do you have to be more mighty? What? Is there someone provoking you?"

"It's those green skins!"

Uther frowned and said:

"That idiot Raid came with the Marquis of Maldraxxus and their war overlord. What the hell, I heard that the war world in the kingdom of death is almost surrounded by green skins.

They came together very arrogantly, we must not lose our momentum. "

"Ha, Kingdom at War, I know."

Dai Lin snorted, handed the wine glass in her hand to the mud servant passing by, adjusted her collar again, and said:

"My daughter is also a powerful Marquis there, she controls the most powerful war force under the command of the Five Secret Courts, don't be afraid, we won't lose face.

You will follow me in a while.

Alas, don't go, I haven't finished talking about my daughter's conquests in this country. "

The others quickened their pace when they heard this.

This damn old Dai Lin not only has a powerful son, but also a wonderful daughter.

This old man is not dead yet, and he can walk sideways in this shadow kingdom. If he comes here after death, no one dares to think about what he can do.

It really doesn't leave a way for others to survive.

——

"He just treats you as a plaything, pathetic woman, one day he will get tired of you, how much he loves you now, how much he will loathe you then.

He humiliated you with a ritual, and you made it the happiest day of your life."

In a bedroom in Fort Nathria, Maiev, who was sitting in front of the dressing table and letting several highborne maids specially sent by Queen Azshara make her long hair, looked at the woman in front of her with a blank expression. Luxury mirror.

Only she could see the face of Denathrius reflected in the mirror, full of hatred and anger.

The Great Emperor talked to Maiev in the reflection of the mirror, telling his desperate prophecy about this wedding and this relationship. In fact, this is not the first time He has appeared.

In the past few days, the emperor who recovered his sanity has been using this method to interfere with Maiev's will, trying to create a rift between Maiev and Bu Laike.

"You should listen to me, my daughter."

The emperor said lightly:

"You hold my relic in your hands, and in my Lemonia lies the power of a sinful king and the eternal, and you should accept my gift, my heir.

Happiness is just the tail of a rabbit in autumn, fleeting, only pain is the keynote of life, you should not expect that man to stick to you forever.

You see, today is your big day, but he can't spare time to accompany you before the ceremony, do you know where is that flirtatious man now?

Let me tell you, he's in another room not far from here, playing some less serious 'doctor games' with his human pet."

"You can keep talking, and I can listen to you babbling all day long."

Maiev finally spoke.

Her gaze seemed to completely ignore the venomous reflection of the Great Emperor in the mirror, and only looked at herself reflected in the mirror.

It has to be said that the maids of Queen Azshara really have an extremely high level of control over the beauty of the elf style. With their help, Maiev found that she does have a style of aloofness and sexiness that did not exist in the past.

Especially the evening gown that Queen Azshara specially sent yesterday, which fit her very well and gave her an aura that only a queen can have.

Paired with Maiev's bloody pupils at this time, it really gave birth to a different kind of temptation.

Maiev admired herself in the mirror. She stood up and moved her body, letting her black dress sway.

She knew that several other brides were also working hard to dress up, and perhaps those girls had secretly teamed up to stop her, the "mother", at today's wedding.

But Maiev didn't care.

It was as if she didn't care about the emperor's malicious chatter.

"So be it."

Maiev said to the high-borne maidservants beside her:

"Thank Queen Azshara for her help. If there is a chance in the future, I will visit her personally."

Several maids leaned over to leave, Maiev took a deep breath, flicked her fingers lightly, and the bloodthirsty sword Remonia placed on the weapon rack behind her flew towards her like an invisible hand, like a bloody snake Flying around her a few times, like a beast looking for food, it pressed the sharp blade against Maiev's snow-white neck.

But the Eternal Warden didn't care, she ignored the sharp knife on her neck, and just raised her hand to push a lock of hair on her forehead to the side.

She casually said:

"You know, what should you do to better protect Denathius"

"One day, I will cut the throat of you arrogant woman for my master, I will drink your blood, and I will enjoy the desperate cry of Bo Laike when he hugged your corpse!"

A shrill sound came from Lemonia's blade, representing the curse of this vicious sword girl.

But in the next moment, Mavey's slender fingers were placed on Lemonia's sword hilt.

She said freely like a queen:

"But your master is me now! Recognize who you are, my dear 'Scarlet Jailor', and, today is my big day, you better behave yourself.

I don't mean to threaten you rudely.

But Denathius' broken spirit body won't be able to withstand the next torture."

"you!!!"

"Ok?"

Maiev glanced at the excited Demon Sword.

Under her indifferent gaze, the bloodthirsty and insane magic blade finally calmed down, leaving Maiev's neck bit by bit, and hovering beside her mistress like the most loyal servant.

"Obey, mistress, your will is the direction of my sword."

Lemonia said something humiliating.

"That's good."

Ms. Warden smiled lightly and turned to walk towards the door of the bedroom. As she walked, she whispered:

"Look, this is love, what a beautiful sin"

Nasa and Sera Moonguard, who were guarding the door, respectfully opened the door for Ms. Maiev, and guarded the mistress as loyally as before, but at the moment they walked out of the palace gate, they happened to see Sefiel and Salatas walked out of the palace above the second floor hand in hand.

Unlike Maiev's black queen's wedding dress, Sefiel's dragon dress is bronze in color and decorated with small clocks, full of the style of the bronze dragon army.

She was followed by Chromie the dwarf, her bridesmaid today, who was happily grabbing and licking marshmallows.

Xalatath rarely wore his favorite black clothes today, but a set of fiery red pandaren-style long skirts.

As Bu Laike's goblin, the ancient venerable was very aware of the strange feelings for Pandaria in the little master's heart, and she obviously knew how to catch Bu Laike's eyeballs at a glance.

Maiev raised his head on the first floor, Sefiel and Xalatas lowered their heads.

The eyes of the three women collided, but there was no terrifying spark of lightning.

Because in the next moment, amidst the sound of armor clashing, Fenna, who had long hair and shawl and little make-up, but matched together a phoenix battle dress and a white wedding dress, which produced a very unique heroic style, also came out of her room.

"I thought you would wear a helmet on this occasion today, at least it can cover your big muscular face."

Xalatas couldn't help but sneered.

Fenner's response to this was rather simple.

She curled her lips, grabbed the broken blade pendant on her wrist, and waved at Xalatas' demonstration, meaning, if you talk nonsense again, there will only be four women attending the wedding today.

"Hey, hey, today is your big day, so don't be so tense, okay?"

Bu Laike's helpless voice sounded from the last room.

He didn't wear any exaggerated attire, but he had to change into Kul Tiras' traditional gentleman's attire according to his mother's desperate request.

However, the flushed Princess Calia Menethil who followed behind Bu Laike was the most inconspicuous of the brides, but she might become the biggest winner today.

This princess is also caring.

Her hand always seems to brush her flat stomach, and this action immediately makes her the common enemy of other brides.

"All it takes is a curse."

Xalatas said gloomily.

"No, just go back in time, no one will find out."

Sefiel, who has always been virtuous and virtuous, also tossed his hair, and responded softly with a smile on his face.

"Sisters, this is Revendreth, this is the Kingdom of Shadows, we don't need to do anything."

Maiev stretched out her hand expressionlessly and tapped the Bloodthirsty Demon Blade beside her that was eager to try, while Fenna crossed her hips and looked at Calia up and down. She bent a dangerous smile and said:

"Maybe after we cut it open, we will be pleasantly surprised to find that there is nothing inside."

Four completely different cold auras rushed over, causing Princess Calia Menethil to shrink her head, subconsciously hiding behind her husband.

Bu Laike shook his head, sighed and said:

"Everyone, I have to tell you a piece of sad news. I just confirmed with my own hands that we were tricked by the Queen of Winter."

"Ok?"

The other four brides frowned at the same time, and when they saw Lord Xie Shen stretching out his hand and gently placed it on Jia Liya's flat abdomen, he said softly helplessly:

"Remember the eldest daughter?

Gristia's soul has been sent into the cycle of life and death by the Winter Queen herself. She has settled down in the womb of a mother-to-be in the material world and will be born in ten months.

Guess whose house the Winter Queen sent her sister to? "

"How dare she!"

Fenner was the first to jump up.

A warrior's brain is always useful for such things, but Maiev frowned and glanced at the sky. She said:

"This is not something that the Winter Queen, an eternal person, dares to decide. I guess Ms. Elune is also involved?"

"What else can I say?"

Bu Laike sighed, stretched out his hands to adjust the silver crescent moon emblem pinned to his collar, and said:

"Having a happy boss is such a helpless thing, this is probably her wedding gift to me, what a 'surprise'.

But the matter has come to this point, and there is no way to change it. This matter cannot be disclosed to other people. A cosmic soul that is being conceived will attract many unnecessary prying eyes.

Nasa, and Sierra. "

The pirate looked at the two watchman leaders behind Maiev and said:

"Until my second child is born, please."

"ding ding ding"

The melodious bells rang outside the palace, together with the music made by the Confessor priests and Kyrian deacons. The wedding was about to begin, and Bu Laike nodded to his wives and walked towards the door with a smile.

Today is his big day.

I have to smile, um, keep this kind of hypocrisy and mildness.

"boom"

A loud bang interrupted all the music.

Amidst the noisy sound, a super-powerful magic hit the palace wall of Nasria Fort. It did not damage the thick palace wall, but the unique magic power caused a strange space teleportation to appear around Braike. hollow.

Five brides rushed towards this side at the same time.

But they saw the pirates waving to them, signaling not to be nervous.

In the next moment, when the blue dragons rushed into the wedding scene to attract attention, the evil god disappeared in that precise space transmission.

The moment the pirate groom disappeared, the five brides saw the phantom deliberately projected in the palace by the little star wearing the queen's robe.

Tiny Star with her crown akimbo shouts to a group of whelplings flying around in the background:

"You don't take me to play together! I hate you!"

"I tell you, this marriage! I don't agree!!!"

(end of this chapter)