Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 565 118. Bu Laike! You are still not a man!

Onyxia is a direct descendant of Deathwing, and her age is a mystery. Not that nobody is curious about this question, but it's considered rude to ask a lady her age.

Not to mention asking the age of a female black dragon with a strong bloodline, this is basically a fancy suicide.

Therefore, the answer to this question is rarely known even in the Black Dragon Legion.

But what is certain is that the black dragon princess is powerful and mysterious, and she knows a lot, but compared to her big brother who has more "kingly demeanor", she is better at and willing to act behind the scenes.

She has always been a woman who pursues a refined life and has a sense of ritual.

Even when living in their own remote and secluded dragon lair, they will be more picky about the "food" when foraging. But Onyxia never thought that one day she would be eaten by another being who is also a female.

Uh, that's not true either.

For a void creature like Xalatas, gender is only an option, and she appears as a woman now only because she has noticed the preference of the little master.

If Bo Laike is misogynistic, she will immediately set herself up as a mysterious male, so as to achieve the purpose of "fencing" with the smelly pirates.

In short, for the Black Dragon Princess, exploring the gender of the existence in front of her is not a top priority.

She has already sensed the danger, and she must pull herself out of this weird "spiritual trap".

"What the hell are you!"

Onyxia wanted to free herself from the psychic force that pierced into Bo Laike's will, but after trying once, she found herself like a traveler who fell into quicksand.

The more you struggle, the deeper you sink.

"My lovely little girl, I am very satisfied with you. Whether it is the appearance, temperament, or the essence of flesh and blood polluted by the void from the origin of the blood, it reminds me of some wonderful pasts.

As for who am I? "

Xalatas let out a short laugh, like a hymn, and said softly:

"I am the ghost galloping in the night, I am the shadow that walks in fear, I am the god of death in the music of death, and the last nightmare you want to recall.

Well, let me take a guess, that's not the answer you want to know.

so i would say

Have you heard of those ancient gods who ruled the dark empire from ancient times and old times?

Those who led your father on the twilight path, those who shaped the biggest and most painful regrets of your long life, and those who are high above the sky and below the hell.

I am one of them.

come on.

Don't resist, little girl.

Bow down to me.

As Deathwing did to its shapers. "

In the whispers of thousands of people, the reverberating echoes of hallucinations and nightmares, the Black Dragon Princess, who seemed to be placed in the illusion of a corrupt and glorious, depraved and sacred dark empire, was struggling to perceive the darkness like an invisible spider web, The sticky, deep "tentacles" are following one's mental power and begin to quickly corrode and assimilate one's will.

It's like polluting a whole tree from the extended branches.

She immediately cut off the spiritual power she emitted.

This kind of behavior, which is equivalent to slashing one's own soul, made the glamorous black dragon princess let out a scream, and her glamorous face turned pale for a moment.

But the gecko's tail-docking action saved her, temporarily freeing her from the coercive corruption of the Void Divine Power.

Just like a drowning person sticking his head out of the water, she gained precious sobriety, clutching her aching head and stepping back, letting the long hair on the back of her head fly away in the contact and collision of mental power.

It looks very cool, but in fact it is very embarrassing.

There was no trace of the ease and comfort he had when teasing Bo Laike before.

The pain, like being hit hard with a stick on the forehead, made her temporarily lose awareness of the surrounding situation, and triple or even more overlapping illusions appeared in the world in front of her.

It was as if countless corroded and destroyed worlds appeared in front of his eyes at the same time.

The worldly dimension is reflected in the confusion of the spiritual level, which makes her feel like vomiting.

She could smell the smell of blood, could hear the sharp blade slicing through the tearing of flesh and blood, and could vaguely see her elite dragon guard being cut down by a jumping shadow with a black saber.

Her mouth was bitter.

I don't know if it's a reflection of the bitterness of stepping into the trap, or if it's really the sequelae caused by the behavior of "cutting one's own arm" just now.

She knew that she fell down today.

Sure enough, the person who can push a waste like Oriden to where he is today is not an ordinary, bland character. But the master's "inner world" is a bit too exciting, right?

What kind of monster is it that I took the initiative to come to the "adventure chase" today!

"I guess, you must be wondering at this moment, what kind of monster am I?"

In front of the staggering Onyxia, Bu Laike, carrying the flaming blade Sanksu, was standing among the corpses of three elite black dragon dragons who had been hacked to death.

Holding the black saber that was dripping blood continuously, he walked towards Onyxia step by step, trying to stand up straight, but it seemed that he was fighting against himself, and his movements were weird and stiff.

The pirate looked at the mess around him, and casually inserted the saber in his hand into the eye socket of the last dragonman who was trying to escape.

He stepped on the guy's struggling and trembling head, took out the cursed vision of red cloth from his pocket, put it on his eyes, and tied a bow tie behind his head in a leisurely manner.

Picking up his Death Shadow Helmet from the ground, put the Helmet back on his head, and said in a low voice:

"It was you who took the initiative to come to the door, it was you who took the initiative to uncover my disguise, and it was you who took the initiative to claim to 'conquer' me. You took the initiative to do everything, and you have seen my face.

Now I want to regret not playing, but it's too late.

Give her a good time! "

Pirates issued grim orders.

And behind him, the little murloc was already carrying a bag, and began to pick and choose from the bloody corpses, like a qualified murloc garbage man.

"Father!"

At the moment when Bu Laike gave the order, Princess Black Dragon was about to contact her father for help through the blood connection.

If this foreign object that invaded the soul is really a member of those ancient gods as it said, then there is no chance of winning the battle on its own.

In the face of such an ancient existence, violent power is useless, and sincere belief is worthless.

She must call on the support of her god-like father.

But in the next second, her spiritual world suddenly exploded like a spiritual bomb. In the loud noise in her perception, she felt that a huge hole was broken in her spiritual barrier.

Just like a spiritual black hole erupting at the level of will, more like a titan destroying a city, with just a slight push, all the spiritual defenses that Onyxia had built collapsed in an instant.

On her pale face, the last despair flashed in those beautiful black eyes.

Staring at Laike Shaw in front of him with the most resentful and venomous eyes, it seemed that he wanted to engrave this face deeply into the deepest part of his bone marrow.

"Is this trying to stare at me to death?"

The pirate reached out and touched Onyxia's delicate chin, gently lifting her cheek.

Looking at the changes in the pupils of those eyes, he could clearly see that the spirit of the female black dragon in front of him was being stripped from her body, and new strange things were being filled into this body.

This process is very much like the withering of a life, and the rebirth of another eerie ghost.

"What's up?"

In Onyxia's spiritual world, Lord Daval's deep questioning voice echoed, and there was not much emotion in his voice, not even as obvious as the fluctuations in his tone when he faced Bu Laike before.

This is clearly a ruthless father.

"I"

Onyxia struggled to free her jaw from the stinky pirate's grip, and fell silent as soon as she uttered the first word.

"Ok?"

Lord Davar let out a snort of disapproval, beginning to feel like his precious time was being wasted.

"I've discovered the faction of Master Assassins behind Auriden, Father."

In the next moment, Princess Black Dragon's words became strangely fluent.

She raised her head, brushed her long black hair coquettishly, winked at the pirate in front of her, and said to her father in the spiritual world:

"I tracked the meeting between Oridan and the people behind him, the master assassins who supported Lothar, Rohan the Killer, and Leopold the Hunter.

Our previous guess was wrong, Father.

There is no relationship between Oridon Perenold and Bo Laike, Master of the Uncrowned. "

"Well, well done, get on with your work."

Lord Daval didn't seem surprised by this answer.

Or maybe he doesn't care.

Just bugs, everyone is the same.

Deathwing's voice faded away, Princess Black Dragon rubbed her head and stood up, wiped off a few drops of blood on her cheek with her fingers, put it into her mouth and licked it lightly, and showed a disgusted expression in the next second.

Say:

"The blood of the black dragon is really disgusting. The pollution at the source makes them contaminated with too many void impurities."

As she spoke, the "Black Dragon Princess" tilted her head, as if she was experiencing the strange sensation of regaining her body. She looked over Bu Laike's shoulder and saw the piled up dragon corpses behind her.

Pirates are kind of an artist.

The bodies were piled up on the left, the severed heads were thrown on the right, and the blood of the dragon was all over the place, while the little murlocs were humming a murloc song to pick up their "catch".

"Such a waste."

Onyxia said something.

Raising a finger in front of Bu Laike, the black hair fluttered behind his head, extracting the void magic power dissolved in the original blood in the black dragon, and using it in an extremely subtle and obscure way.

The Eye of Keir Rogge on Bo Laike's shoulder flipped back and saw the four-headed draconian corpse start to tremble eerily, as if given new life.

Trembling and trembling, they approached each other, and gathered their respective dragon blood to thread the needles, sewing the corpses together like sewing clothes.

That scene frightened the bold little murloc who just "finished picking up the trash" to cover his eyes with his paws, and backed away screaming.

This guy, who can't help but be a vegetarian, was frightened, which shows the horror of the scene.

The four draconian corpses were "stitched" into a three-person-high flesh and blood giant egg, with dark blood flowing back and forth inside, emitting a weird light, as if a newborn evil embryo was being conceived.

The dirt on the ground was also washed away by this weird flesh magic, making the surroundings clean as if nothing had happened.

"Snapped"

Onyxia pushed open the door of the rear carriage, tied her hands around her waist, her black hair swayed, and her body moved forward, exposing her astonishing body lines. Like the most professional maid, she said to the pirate:

"My respected little master, why don't you come and check your 'trophies'?"

"OK."

Bu Laike swaggered into the carriage. The internal structure was exactly the same as that of Lord Daval's previous "wealth show car". He was very satisfied with it, and said with his arms akimbo:

"There is the Nagfal on the sea, which is enough for me. On land, I need a good car to be worthy of my status. I want this car. You can find a way to go back later.

Ok?

What are you doing undressing? "

The eyeballs on the pirate's shoulders turned back and looked at Onyxia who had already taken off most of her clothes to reveal her fair and soft skin. He said in a strange tone:

"Although this dress is also a high-level magic item and my spoils of war, I haven't picked it up enough to not even give it a piece of clothing. You can take it with you, and you don't need to keep it."

"But isn't it also your trophy? Little master."

Onyxia covered her mouth and let out a chuckle, she stroked her white, silky and perfect body and said something.

In front of Bo Laike, he unbuttoned his clothes and let the long skirt fall to the ground along his smooth skin. She put on a shameless seductive gesture, licked her lips, and said to the pirate in a lustful voice:

"Why don't you come and check it out? The interior space of this car is large enough, you can do whatever you want."

The first half of the sentence is still Onyxia's voice, and the second half of the sentence is the voice of Xalatas, which Laike is very familiar with.

But the pirate did not respond to this, he said indifferently:

"Onyxia's dragon lair in Kalimdor is filled with her eggs that can be hatched, do you understand what I mean?"

"Ah, I forgot, the little master has a mental cleanliness."

Xalatas said with a look of regret:

"I should have changed a 'clothes' a long time ago. But I know how to make you happy. I know you best, my master."

Onyxia was just naked, only wearing very mysterious and simple underwear. Under Laike's gaze, she walked to her closet, bent down to open it, and took out a heavy animal skin bag from it.

She must have used this provocative pose on purpose.

The round hips and amazingly long legs dangled in front of Laike's eyes, making the pirate cough, and the eyeballs on the shoulders slightly looked away.

"This will definitely satisfy you, little master."

Princess Black Dragon threw the bag over, Bu Laike grabbed it in his hand, opened it and took a look, it was full of uncut source quality gemstones shining with shadowy luster, nearly a hundred of them.

"Well, Xiao Er can bear it now."

The pirate tossed the source quality gem bag up and down, and said maliciously:

"These cuties are enough for me to 'send tasks' to him and 'play' with him for a long time."

"yes?"

Behind him, the black dragon princess, who was naked, leaned against her body, wrapped her arms around the pirate's neck, and whispered in his ear:

"Such a peerless beauty is by your side, allowing you to do whatever you want, but you are thinking of another man in your heart, I really began to doubt your orientation, little master.

I know it will make you angry if I say this, so come and punish me, whip me wantonly.

You are so delicious, Boo Laike Shaw.

I can't help but swallow you up. "

(end of this chapter)