Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1984 8. Azeroth Holiday The Last Night of Azeroth

Any mage in Azeroth knows that the magic core of this world is in Coldarra in Northrend, a central tower guarded by blue dragons.

The "Azerite Explosion" event that had a profound impact on the magic world a hundred years ago gave birth to many lower-level sites in the magic net of Azeroth, which raised the concentration of magic power in this world to an astonishing level.

But the importance of the Magic Hub has not diminished.

There is still the absolute core of the magic tide of the whole world.

From there, it can affect the flow of magic power throughout Azeroth. This is not only common sense a hundred years ago, but also the basic knowledge that any magic apprentice in this world should know a century later.

The legendary Nexus is strictly protected by the mysterious blue dragon army and their dragon people. Only those spellcasters and heroes recognized by the blue dragons can enter Coldarra to find out.

According to many handwritten notes, on that frosty island off the coast of Northrend, there is a towering tower of ice, and the symbol of magical authority bestowed by the Creator Titans, that star can The Focusing Iris, which could cause terrible disaster anywhere in the world, is stored in that tower.

The mighty Spellweaver Malygos and his consort Lady Sindragosa are the bearers and protectors of the gem, something that exists only in legend.

For ordinary mages, it is almost no different from the artifacts that appear in mythology.

But few people know that in the Hall of Eternal Eye where the Focusing Rainbow is stored, there is also a hidden place, which is the hermitage of a great figure who also left a "heavy name" in the modern history of Azeroth , is a warm nest and residence for a lonely person in the past hundred years.

That is the giant dragon hero who rose to fame in the years before the Eternal Blood War began. He was a warrior of hundreds of clans who had saved the world from danger several times. The most well-known representative of the legion in the past century, no one dared to call that lord by his name, especially in thunderstorms.

It is said that every thunder and lightning that resounded in the sky is the sound of that adult's deep sleep, and the strong wind that covers the sky and the earth is the breath blown from her nostrils, and the brilliant day after the rainstorm represents the sound of that adult anger.

There is no doubt that it is a terrifying existence. It is a mythical dragon known as the "Thunder Dragon". It is the ruler and predator at the top of all dragons and dragon descendants in King's Landing. One of the most glorious miracles that can be born in China.

It's a pity that the whole world hasn't seen the pair of wings covering the thunder and covering the sky for a whole hundred years. It seems that the legendary story has become the last story in the past history.

And according to the contents of the last autobiography published by that lord ninety-nine years ago, this hundred-year seclusion should be because she bravely challenged the evil Eternal Prison in the Kingdom of Shadows who tried to reshape the world Long Zovar was seriously injured and had to return to his lair to recuperate.

That lord saved the entire material stars and the six realms in a critical moment before he fell asleep, and flew into the Devouring Abyss while being seriously injured. He single-handedly mediated the dispute between the six forces of origin, setting the tone for the eternal bloody battle .

For those admirers who regard these autobiographies as the standard, Azeroth can survive entirely because of the hard work and dedication of that lord. Every year, a group of fanatics will suggest to the governments of various countries that the name of the planet Azeroth should be changed to "Star Kingdom".

Because that adult's nickname is "Queen of Stars".

Yes, even though those ancient stories have ended for a full hundred years, still no one dares to call that lord by his real name in this world.

We can only use such a nickname to honor and remember the great man who has been hidden for a whole century.

"Ah, I really can't write anything. My brain is completely dry, I have no inspiration at all, so let's forget it, there is really no material for a new autobiography plan.

It's not that I don't work hard, or that I procrastinate, it's really impossible. "

In the hut of the Eye of Eternity, the savior of the world wearing round-frame glasses is lying on her luxurious writing desk like an abandoned house. The paper was crumpled and thrown aside.

And around her armchair, all kinds of papers were already littered.

Reflected under the black round glasses are a pair of beautiful but dazed and chaotic eyes. The dark circles under the eyes mean that this guy must have been there for several days

No, considering her status as a giant dragon, she must have not had a good night's sleep for several years.

If we don't consider the style of painting, we might call her a "cultivator of immortality". Looking at her face full of immortality, it is estimated that she will soon achieve great success and ascend to the west.

"boom"

The door of this dimly lit hut was pushed open, and a short elf girl in a maid outfit walked in with a cup of warm, fragrant tea.

She glanced at the balls of paper thrown on the ground, then at the quilt covered with star patterns under the light, the "unknown creature" huddled up on the chair and shaking from time to time, and sighed helplessly.

Maid Dragon stepped forward, put the tea in her hand on the writing table with no expression on her face, and took out a pocket watch to watch the time and count the seconds. After counting down thirteen times, she mercilessly swung her left hand into a palm knife, With a bang, it hit Lord Xingxing's noble forehead.

"what!"

Master Xing Xing who was attacked suddenly raised his head and let out a dragon roar.

A cascade of golden thunderbolts bursts from around her tousled hair, which is actually quite intimidating, if you don't consider the fairy face.

And those golden thunders that have been compressed to the extreme are indeed very dangerous. If they are used in the eternal bloody battle of the Maw, they may be able to melt a high-ranking demon commander on the spot after charging up and breathing out.

However, in the past hundred years, the greatest use of the divine thunder bestowed by the Creator Titan was to cook the food brought to the eyes by the maid, and to chase down the cockroaches and mice that jumped into the house.

Well, why are there cockroaches and mice in places like the Eye of Eternity? Well, just look at this fairy girl in front of you, whose "advanced lifestyle" is far beyond this era.

"Ah, Emigosa, you rebellious son!"

Master Xingxing, who woke up after being beaten on the head, rolled his eyes, wrapped his beloved little quilt again, picked up his pen again and pretended to be an artist who was struggling for a new book to catch fish, and complained:

"If I knew you would hit me on the head so hard today, I shouldn't have hatched you from the dragon egg that night one hundred and fifty years ago."

"Yeah, I'm a blue dragon raised by idiots."

The short dragon maid put her hips on her hips without any shame, and said expressionlessly:

"I can only make tea and teach a fool who has become a waste dragon by knocking on her head when she is lazy. Of course, if a waste dragon is not satisfied, you can change to a maid to serve you.

I know that Master Sienigosa will definitely not hit you on the head, why don't you tell me, I forgot, Master Sienni was sent by an irresponsible dragon to spy on her fiancé, it has been a hundred years Back to the magic hub.

So, this waste dragon, who is to blame? "

"Ah, since Sienni left, you have to complain to me about this kind of thing every day, how long are you going to keep talking about it over and over again! You bastard."

Little Xingxing picked up the cup of fragrant hot tea, curled up on the chair and looked at the white paper in front of her. She coughed twice to strengthen her momentum, and emphasized:

"Also! I'm not fishing for fish, I'm preparing my new autobiography! An ignorant, stupid blue dragon like you will never understand the greatness of this undertaking, after all, you have never experienced that turbulent era.

Let me tell you, don't look at me now, a hundred years ago, I was very powerful! "

"Hey, the old lady is starting to talk about the glorious past again."

Maid Dragon complained mercilessly:

"In addition, I am not surprised that your new book has been delayed for ninety-nine years, eleven months, twenty-nine days and twenty-one hours!

Also, I will keep mentioning Lady Sai Anne until she returns to the Magic Nexus!

You big bad dragon!

If you don’t send so many blue dragons who have nothing to do, you have to send such a heroic and unrestrained Lord Sienni to help you do things. Do you know that I admired her the most when I was young!

I was supposed to be a powerful blue dragon warrior, but now I am a dragon maid who specializes in serving tea and water!

It's all your fault!

Take responsibility for me, okay? Hurry up and return Lady Sienni to me! "

The short maid, who was so angry that she lost control, grabbed Little Xingxing's neck and shook it from side to side, causing the fairy-like Master Xingxing to roll his eyes and stick out his tongue, even spilling the hot tea in his hand.

A few seconds later, the bewildered little Xing Xingxing's eyes suddenly lit up, she reacted suddenly, stretched out her hand and clasped the crazy maid's wrist with a snap, and pressed her against the writing table in front of her with a flick of her hand.

This movement was so great that the little star-print quilt she had been wrapping around her body was thrown away, finally revealing the figure of the little star a hundred years later

Well, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is very exaggerated.

Apparently, one hundred years of this brilliant mind was not wasted.

All the ingenuity is just not being used where it should be used, such as opening a new book, but it is all used to create a depraved figure that can drive all men crazy.

"You just said, how long has it been since I dropped my new autobiography?"

Little Xingxing stared at Aimigosa who was suppressed by him with one hand.

The latter wanted to struggle, but as soon as he looked up, he saw Mr. Little Xingxing's eyes that were originally chaotic but already shone with thunder under the round-rimmed glasses.

The Thunder Dragon, which once shocked Argus, seemed to be shining at this moment, reminding Emigosa of that night a hundred years ago, the scene where Lord Little Xingxing made a big fuss after returning to the Nexus crying alone.

That night, all the blue dragons, including the spellweaver, were beaten up by the crazy and drunk Mr. Little Star.

Well, it's definitely not just because of her cuteness or noble status that the big useless dragon in front of her can be so blatantly fishing in the magic holy land in the past hundred years.

It's a real symbol of strength.

The short dragon maid was frightened, she said tremblingly:

"Ninety-nine years, eleven months, twenty-nine days and twenty-one hours."

"It will be a hundred years in three hours."

Little Xingxing blinked, let go of the terrified Amigosa, turned around and kicked the chair behind him, and snapped his fingers to make Thunder dance to annihilate all the things in the room that shouldn't exist. Ash.

She stretched her protruding body and pounced on her bed, which had been shaped like a human being, like a good dog looking for bones, frantically searching in her closet.

And behind her, Amigosa glanced at her pocket watch that was melted in the thunder storm, and reminded with some distress:

"Hey, waste dragon, uh, what I mean is, Mr. Little Xingxing, you have to count the time difference between the material world and the shadow kingdom. To be precise, it will be a hundred years with only ten minutes left."

"Why didn't you remind me!"

Little Xingxing roared a little irritable, and the thunder that spewed out of his mouth almost burned Emigosa to ashes, and the dragon maid also said aggrievedly:

"I remind you every day, three times a day! But you have become a useless dragon, and you can't blame me for that."

"I need to change into something decent! Hell, I won't be able to fit in all the clothes I've been so well-made over the years!"

Master Xingxing roared violently, and Amigosa behind her carefully reminded:

"Your figure changes three times a day, especially after you became an adult last year, you grew up as if you were blown up. If you don't say that this size is natural, I will definitely think that you secretly used shaping magic."

While talking, Amy glanced at her flat chest, sighed helplessly, and said in her heart that she was still a young dragon, it didn't matter, and she would definitely grow up in the future.

It will definitely be as big as the star in front of you!

No, bigger than her.

Of course, she did not forget to perform the duties of a maid, and reminded in a low voice when seeing little Xingxing going crazy:

"Well, we are blue dragons, we can use magic to conjure clothes, Mr. Xingxing."

"You didn't say it earlier!"

Little Xingxing suddenly raised his head, glared at this stupid blue dragon raised by him, stood up angrily, called for magic power on the spot, and changed himself into a sky blue evening dress in a few seconds. Hair and makeup done.

Well, having magic is convenient.

"Quick, quick! Come with me, he is coming to pick me up soon, we must be within ten minutes."

Little Xingxing anxiously pulled her maid out of the room, planning to set it up in the valley outside the Demon Hub.

You must reflect the urgency that you have not been looking forward to meeting today every day in the past hundred years, you must show your modesty as a lady, and you must not let that damn bad captain see your jokes.

However, the moment she rushed out of the room, she saw a tall and familiar figure standing under the starry sky in front of her, standing in front of the focusing rainbow like a tourist, fiddling with a A state-of-the-art midget camera is taking pictures.

The guy was wearing a black captain's uniform, a pirate hat, and a windbreaker with long sleeves, but he hung it on his shoulders and swayed beside him. From the side, he could see a head of white hair under the hat, as well as repairs on his chin. Proper beard.

From the outline of the cheeks, one can see the handsome appearance of the man a hundred years ago, but the wrinkles on the forehead show the traces of time.

God.

he is old.

This is not the Bu Laike Shaw in her memory, this is clearly a pirate version of Dai Lin!

At this moment, Little Xingxing didn't even have any surprises in his heart, only anger was left.

She rushed forward with a howl.

In the action of covering her eyes in despair, Amigosa climbed onto the shoulders of Bu Laike like a monkey, without the slightest ladylike demeanor, grabbed the face and beard of the crumb pirate with both hands, and shouted:

"Change back! Change me back! I don't like uncle! Change me back to the little fresh meat from a hundred years ago! Damn it, I've been waiting for you for a hundred years! A hundred years! Every night I dream of us During the days of traveling together, I prayed for the arrival of tomorrow every morning, and I even wanted to go find the Bronze Dragon!

But this is not the encounter I want!

you!

Change me back! "

"Don't pull the beard! Heck, it took me thirty minutes to get this look done, and I thought it would show you that I haven't lived every day in a hundred years.

I'm working too, okay? You crazy Blue Dragon, a hundred years has made you even crazier, yo, you have a pretty good figure. "

Bu Laike was confused by Little Star's actions.

While trying his best to shake the crazy little Xingxing off his body, he felt sorry for his beard, and he no longer put on the posture of a handsome uncle who has gone through many vicissitudes, just like the situation when the two guys met back then.

He yelled:

"I'm also waiting, you don't understand how difficult it is to keep traveling through different times and spend a little time counting down a hundred years.

You idiot, look at your dark circles, how long have you been up all night! "

"Without further ado!"

Under the force of Little Xingxing, Bu Laike finally returned to the handsome posture when she left. Master Xing Xing looked up and down at the man who had been away for a hundred years. Wrist, dragging him towards his secluded hut.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

The pirate asked a little scaredly.

Little Xingxing turned around and roared at him like a queen:

"My mother became an adult last year. The estrus period of a dragon usually lasts for three months, but I have endured it until now! Do you know what I mean?

You'd better behave decently to me in a while! I want you to make up for the 100-year share! Amy! No peeking, no eavesdropping, you are still a young dragon!

He is back, and Seianne must be back too, go find her quickly.

By the way, close the eyes of eternity"

Master Xingxing flew up and kicked his idiot maid's ass, kicking her out of the magical holy land amidst the thunder light splashing, and sealed the entire Eye of Eternity from the inside amidst the golden thunder light waste.

Afterwards, the door of the hermitage hut was slammed shut, and the screams of the Pirate Lord were soon heard amidst the dazzling electric light, resembling the helplessness of a single older youth who encountered a female satyr in a dark alley But soon, at most ten minutes, the door opened again.

Bu Laike, who was arranging his clothes, curled his lips, and looked back at Master Xingxing who was wandering around behind him.

He complained:

"You are still the same as in the past, idiot. You are stubborn all over your body. No matter how rich your theoretical knowledge is, it is useless. This kind of thing is based on experience. I will give you ten minutes to clean up. The Nagfal is waiting for its second officer outside. Woolen cloth.

We set off at midnight.

I owe you a hundred years, and I will slowly make up for it in the future. "

After finishing speaking, Shi Shiran, the evil god, picked up his pipe, and walked out of the eternal eye closed by the divine thunder with a kind of uncle's grace.

On the cold platform of the Nexus, he looked up at the familiar starry sky.

A ray of white light flew towards him, and then fell beside him, revealing the figure of Princess Miasas.

She looked at the man in front of her with a complex expression, and after ten seconds of silence, she took the initiative to say:

"Your Mightiness."

"Either you call my father, or turn around and leave."

Bo Laike replied blankly with his pipe in his mouth.

There was silence again, and after a few seconds, she said:

"Father."

"Very well, come on, daughter, I know you have many questions."

Lord Cthulhu smiled, and glanced at the Naglfar floating under the sea of ​​stars waiting to set sail. He waved to his daughter and said:

"We still have a little time to unravel this family conflict, and let me tell you about my story, about Brad Laike Shaw's story, about the stories you always wanted to know but no one could tell you.

it was a pirate story

The beginning of the story begins with Khaz Modan in the sixth year of the Dark Portal. "

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