Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 266 85. Come on, let's become one

The world of Azeroth is filled with dangerous forces.

In this place, there is never a shortage of dangerous things that can make you powerful and kill you at the same time.

For most sane people, never chasing or touching these things is the safest choice, but in the eyes of some fighting beast chess thinking fighters, even if it is between darkness and darkness, then It's also different.

Even if they are both evil, there are levels.

Bu Laike has a lot of evil stuff in his hands.

Including but not limited to the hand of Ulthalus Deathhand he is currently using, and the Scroll of Hand of Fate that he occasionally uses to bully opponents whose IQ is not enough.

There is also Soul Eater Demon Sword Apocalypse lying quietly in the magic suitcase.

These three gadgets are considered to be the best among the mysterious evil forces in Azeroth, and they all belong to the "evil holy artifacts" in the eyes of mortals.

As for the Skull of Gul'dan and the Eye of Gul'dan, which are taken from the hands of mortal villains, they are not close in terms of popularity and power.

But it is already a remarkable "evil creation".

However, even if these dangerous items on the pirates are added together, the influence and threat they pose to Azeroth is far less than the purple-black dagger on the altar in front of his eyes.

From the point of view of evil alone, at this point in time, Xalatas Blade of the Dark Empire is definitely the most dangerous evil weapon in Azeroth.

none of them.

"I learned about your name and your existence from various channels. Every time I know more, the image of you in my heart becomes more complete.

I have been looking forward to meeting you.

It was like visiting a legendary figure, and I couldn't be more excited. "

In the middle of the ruins of Night City at midnight, Laike took out various materials from his magic bag, and spoke to the evil weapon dagger in front of him, like a madman talking to himself.

Around the altar where the massacre took place just now, the residual bloody smell can still be smelled in the darkness, but the corpses that should have been around have been cleaned up.

Perhaps the old Ghani told the humble people under his command to do it.

This forest was already dangerous enough, and the cautious Loa didn't want some corpses filled with shadow power to attract more difficult alien creatures.

After the dark power of Karazhan invaded the forest, the space that maintains the material world here is no longer stable. As long as there is enough bait, it is really possible to attract strange creatures to break through the world.

"You don't have to be so enthusiastic, Derek Proudmoore, this is not the first time you and I have met, a little brother who chases shadows like kites."

Xal'atath's lazy voice echoed in the spirit of the pirate, as a response to his "fanatic fan" speech just now.

This sound is not unpleasant.

In fact, when it appears in Braike's spirit, just by virtue of its unique tone, it can make the pirates picture in their minds a dark, gloomy, always plotting, always stirring up evil things, and The image of a very coquettish and seductive lady.

No wonder Bu Laike called it "Miss Sister".

Women with such voices are generally not too bad in appearance.

Of course, considering that Miss Xalatas' origin is related to the void, there is also a high probability that her body is a disgusting mass of pustules and flesh.

On this noisy night, she said to the pirates in that provocative tone:

"When you came to this forest last time, my sister, I have already noticed you. At that time, I was hesitating whether to give up Natalie. She is very loyal to me and very smart. She eagerly learns the mysteries of light and shadow from me." .

She's a very... well, very playful soul.

Even though she has entered the dark night, she still insists on only accepting the knowledge she thinks is beneficial. This stubbornness seriously hinders her growth and potential.

Also got me tired of her.

Shengguang turned her into a dull obedient citizen for the first half of her life. And what I offer her is freedom and power.

I hope she remembers my generosity.

But unfortunately, she is not the kind of soul that will focus on great things. She lacks a sacrificial quality, willing enough to sacrifice herself, but unable to understand the necessity of sacrificing others. "

Xalatas evaluated the holder who had just been abandoned by herself, and she said with a trace of regret that did not seem to be fake:

"Before I got tired of her, I actually liked her quite a lot. Unfortunately, after all, she was not the 'right' person I was looking for in the vast world across the vast sea of ​​time."

"That's the story! I've heard the story, almost exactly the same."

The pirate placed the materials skillfully and evenly around the blood-stained altar. While he was busy, he listened to Xalatas' evaluation of Natalie.

He said with a cheerful tone:

"It took place two hundred and thirty years ago during the War of the Three Hammers, in the wetlands on the edge of Khaz Modan, in Grim Batol, the city of the Wildhammer dwarves.

That's what you said of her in the legend of the Dark Iron Queen, Modgud, who was ruthlessly abandoned when she was about to wipe out the Wildhammers in their final battle when she needed you most. "

"Ah, Modgood, yes. My first, um, how many holders? Sorry, too many, after the number exceeds a thousand, even a fun game becomes boring.

Since then, I have not deliberately remembered these things. "

Hearing that Bu Laike brought up the past, Xal'atath Blade of the Dark Empire, lying on the blood altar, also let out a joyful hiss.

It seemed to remember something happy.

With a nostalgic tone, he said to Bo Laike:

"When I'm bored, I occasionally remember the naive Dark Iron Dwarf Witch Queen. Of all the companions I've abandoned, she's quite a unique one.

The Iron Queen, Modgood, is susceptible to all kinds of influences.

From the time she was born, it was difficult to concentrate for a long time, from the shortcomings brought about by her race, from the environment in which she grew up.

She is always angry.

She is always too angry.

She is a talented spellcaster, a powerful witch queen, and a qualified ruler.

She's a lot more clueless than Natalie.

When she first got me, she was ecstatic, and I just gave her a little sweetness, and she became my best puppy.

In order to please me, she slaughtered 999 slaves of the Dark Iron Dwarves in one day, and offered those souls to me as a gift to win my heart.

Although it's useless for me to ask for a soul.

But as a woman, it's always a joy to be presented with such a precious gift.

Ah, I miss those days so much.

As long as I speak out my desire casually, Modgood will realize it for me desperately, like a loyal dog kneeling at my feet, even willing to abandon my dignity and lick my toes.

And regard this cowardice as a kind of glory. "

"But you abandoned her anyway."

After the pirate patiently listened to Xalatas' opinion on the other holder, he stretched out his hand and slightly modified the position of the last few materials beside the altar.

And like chatting, he said to Xal'atath:

"Even if Modgood has performed so well as a female licking dog, no matter how much she can lick, she can't win your heart. I guess, the reason you abandoned her is the same as the reason you abandoned Natalie.

She wasn't the 'right' one either? "

"No, no, it's not just because of this. Also, don't use the word 'abandoned', it will make me look very cold. I prefer to use 'abandoned'.

It's like the owner abandons a bad, unqualified puppy.

Also, I like the word 'licking dog' very much, and it is indeed very suitable to describe the Black Iron Witch Queen, as well as countless previous holders of me. "

Sartaras explained very seriously:

"Modgood is a very pure dwarf, and the only thing she wants from me is power.

whispering sound.

It's just power.

That's why I abandoned her.

She is so ignorant, sitting on a treasure house, but only wants to get the most insignificant things. She has done so much for me, but what she desires in return is power?

I think she is humiliating me.

In addition, her little licking dog is too 'qualified'.

In the last period of time, she even took me to bed and bath.

You have to understand, Drake, I am also a lady, and I also have my reservations, so when she needed me most, I ruthlessly abandoned her. "

The demonic ghost in Blade of the Dark Empire, with a kind of cruel pleasure, vividly described to Bu Laike the scene of the tragic death of the Black Iron Witch Queen two hundred and thirty years ago.

she says:

"In Grim Batol, in that mountain city.

The Wildhammer Prince Kaderos, the violent son of the sky, used his extraordinary courage to gather the remaining Wildhammer warriors.

They know they can't win, so they think about sacrificing themselves to win hope for others. I've been watching in the dark as they launch a desperate counterattack against the Dark Iron dwarves.

Caderos was so brave, he charged forward like a bull, and miraculously came to Modgud.

There the fate of the Wildhammer and Dark Iron clans will be decided.

But neither of them knew that it was me who was manipulating in the dark. I interfered with the will of the Black Iron soldiers and made Caderos' charge go smoothly.

I want to use the hand of that Prince Wildhammer to complete my 'farewell' to Modgud for me.

By then, I was tired of her.

Oh, that's just how I am.

No matter how interesting the soul is, I will soon get bored.

In short, the Dark Iron Queen unleashes the power of darkness upon her enemies, a spell I taught her, but the spellcasting failed due to my interference.

Then, in despair, Modgud reached for the dark blade she never left, which was me.

but I

Oh, I have left her.

Just as I came to her, her most trusted guard snuck me away.

Although I only said a few words to the dwarf.

Those little guys often brag about being rock-solid, but they're obviously just bragging.

In the midst of the melee, with joyful faith, I bid farewell to my Modgud, who had lost me and the strength to fight back.

So under my guidance, the Wildhammer Prince Kaderos swung his hammer violently, smashing Modgud's skull.

In return for his 'helping' me get rid of the Dark Iron Witch Queen, I generously gave them a 'victory' on the day when the Wildhammer clan should have been wiped out. "

That was the end of the damn story, and Sataras fell silent.

The pirate also pulled out the Devil's Strike from his bosom, and lightly stroked a stroke on his palm.

Blood continued to drip into the ritual materials arranged below, and a gust of magical wind blew up, blowing this quiet midnight even more harshly.

In that wind, Xal'atath spoke again, and said to Bu Laike:

"Do you know how angry she was when I abandoned Mordgud to the Wildhammer tribe at the most critical moment? Well, I was wondering just now, what are you doing with this ceremony?

Why put my body in the center of the ceremony?

This looks like some sort of nefarious ritual performed by trolls.

Well, Little Drake, you are indeed a very amazing person. After you got me, the way you use me is different from all my previous companions. "

Facing its question, the pirate put his bloody finger on the altar and on the blade of the Dark Empire Blade.

He replied:

"Of course I know, Miss Sister, you told me the story of Goodgood to remind me that you are easily lost. It also seems to be warning me in disguise.

After I hold you, you are the master.

Just like the relationship between a rider and a horse, in this intimate relationship that is about to begin, I am your horse and you want to be the driver.

Sorry, miss.

Although I am single, I am not a licking dog. When dating girls, I prefer to take the initiative. In your future relationship with me, I am the rider.

You can only be a mount controlled by me

As for the ceremony.

Let me briefly explain, it is called the divine power extraction ceremony.

It's those bad-hearted loa priests who specialize in stealing dangerous things that rob the gods of loa. The reason why I put you here is not to hurt you.

I just want to set you free.

Salatas.

Pick you up from the wreckage of this wretched wreck that was devoured by other ancient gods just after birth, and find you a warm new home

A lady of status should not live in such an indecent place. "

At this moment, the pirate grasped the blade of Xalatas Dark Empire. Amidst the piercing screams of the young lady as if he had met a satyr, he started the ritual and clasped the trembling evil weapon.

Odin's shield jumped out of the other hand.

He was tightly held in the hands of the pirates, and he dispelled the waves of mental shocks from Xalatas without any injuries. In the beating of the golden runes, he said:

"I've said it all, I'm willing to become one with you, don't think about abandoning me like you abandoned your other companions.

Come on, Xalatas, you little bitch of unknown origin, you have successfully aroused His Highness's interest by making a show of your head.

Come, become one with me. "

(end of this chapter)