Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 811 142. I Can't Think How Can I Lose?

"Spellweaver, what happened here?"

The little star carried a group of people and landed on the square in the center of the city, but there was no trace of Laike, and there was only a piece of broken ice covering the square.

There are so many pieces of broken ice, stacked layer by layer on the ground, allowing the pale and dim light above the head to shine down, reflecting a weird and cold light on the broken ice.

Even the well-informed little star can't understand the cause of these shattered ice.

This is very similar to the scene created by the ice mages using the ice-piercing formula, but if Xiao Xingxing himself, with the blue dragon's spellcasting ability, he is not sure that he can smash so many twisted flesh and blood in an instant.

The strength of flesh and blood of void creatures when they are twisted and fallen is not comparable to that of ordinary beings. Even Kexier, who is not good at melee combat, far surpasses normal species in terms of vitality and tenacity.

Their resistance to elemental and arcane magic is desperately high.

This is the "blessing" given to them by the void.

"swish"

Windrunner's mother jumped down from behind the dragon, and landed lightly on the ground. She squatted there, stretched out her gauntlet and touched the "Smashing Ice Hell" under her feet.

The remnants of flesh and blood frozen in those ice slags made even a soulless undead like her feel sick.

"This is no longer killing."

Emeril Shadowguard, who fell behind Windrunner's mother, also looked at the slaughtered hell in front of her in surprise, and she said softly:

"It's abuse and demonstrations."

"They really annoyed him."

General Liresa looked at the crushed ice in her hand, and she whispered in a complicated tone:

"I've never seen him hate something so much. Although my disciple is warlike and vicious, he never tortured his enemies, and now he has crossed his own line.

We're going to see a Boo Laike Shaw who will do anything to destroy something.

It's scary to think about it. "

"He's always been like that, it's just that he doesn't want us to see a side of him that's not serious and playful."

Fenner also jumped down.

The stupid soldier didn't feel much about the cruel scene in front of her, she pursed her lips and said:

"There's nothing Laike can't do. The reason why he made this scene is to demonstrate, but I guess it's not just a demonstration against the void."

Fenner glanced at Dai Lin, who had a complex expression, and deliberately elongated her voice and said:

"Isn't this just because of some people's inaction? They didn't investigate after their loved ones were killed, probably because Haixian is very important to his career, so he would rather pretend that he didn't see the flaws in those Haixians. suspected.

If some people really want to be good parents as he said, why do we need to work so hard to clean up this mess? "

"puff"

Fenner's precise last knife made Dai Lin's complexion even paler.

The admiral moved his lips, but in the end he couldn't utter a word. Any explanation seems so pale at this time. He might really be a failed father and a failed king.

Think about it carefully, haven't the Haixians shown their feet in the past?

Not necessarily.

Shipwrecks happen on this side of the Stormsong Strait every few years. Obviously there are no hidden reefs in the sea here, but these tragedies are all avoided by the sea sages in the name of "disrespecting the sea".

Officials never bothered to investigate further.

Fenner was right.

Hai Xian is very useful to Kul Tiras, and their importance to the fleet's combat effectiveness is beyond doubt, so everyone selectively ignores these small "flaws".

Including Dai Lin.

Therefore, Drake's rebellion is not just because of his youth.

Was it also because he wanted to make up for the mistakes of his failed father and ancestors, so he had to become a despised pirate in order to justifiably attack these Haixians who were sheltered by Wang Quan of Kul Tiras?

People who are immersed in grand plans and hegemony need too much power, so they ignore the lights and the shadows behind them.

"We should go."

Little Xingxing saw the bright white moonlight shining high above the city, and she reminded:

"The Great Dispelling Magic of the Watchers and the Priest of the Moon is about to take effect, if you don't want to be weakened by the temporary dispelling of the power in your body, then hurry up!

There is still a battle to be fought. "

"Walk."

Windrunner's mother dropped the crushed ice in her hand and gave an order.

A group of people quickly climbed onto Little Xingxing's dragon's back, and Fenna was the last to jump up. She looked back at Dai Lin who was standing still, and shouted:

"Old man, you are crazy! Come up quickly! When can't you confess? You will be the striker later."

"Let's go."

Dai Lin blew a whistle and summoned his royal griffin to turn around and ride. He said to the little star and the people behind the dragon:

"I'm not confessing, I just found out that I had to do something, it was late but better than nothing."

He looked to the gloomy island where the Temple of the Storm stood, vaguely in the distance.

He said:

"Fenner, if I can't go back in the end... take care of your two mothers and your younger siblings."

"are you crazy!"

Finner yelled:

"You take care of them yourself, don't throw the responsibility on me so casually? I'm busy too, okay? Come back to me!"

"That's a sin I raised with my own hands, and I must solve it with my own hands. As you said, as a father, I must behave decently in front of you sons and daughters

I don't want to spend the rest of my life under your contemptuous gaze.

I will fix them.

Fight them to the end of hell.

Don't come! "

Dai Lin, who was carrying the trident and Odin's shield, threw down a sentence, and rushed into the sky amidst the neighing of the griffin. Little Xingxing wanted to chase after him, but the light of the Great Dispel Divine Art had already shone to the extreme.

In desperation, the blue dragon flapped its wings and swept into the sky.

A few seconds later, the city below was shrouded in a holy and bright moonlight, like a shining waterfall, radiating outward from the source point, and all the dark things that did not belong to the material world were eliminated in the torrent.

Thirty minutes after Brennadam's catastrophe struck, it was over.

However, this was only the first act of the Stormsong war.

——

"Close all city gates and send high-ranking Haixians to activate the tidal barrier."

On the island outside the Eastern Strait of Stormsong Valley, located in the top hall of the Temple of Storms, the fully Ksilized Lord Stormsong wears the crown of the Stormcaller and holds a dark void stone.

Standing under the icon of the sea tide in the hall in the original sermon posture, he spread his arms and declared to the high-ranking sea sages kneeling on the ground in front of him:

"Humble servants of the dark gods, the time has come to spread the glory, and we need not hide any longer. The warbringers of N'Zoth will destroy all foreign enemies in Stormsong Valley for us, and we will purify this realm with the power of the deep.

In the end, we will sweep the entire world, and the glory of the dark empire will be opened by us.

go!

Open the Storm Furnace, summon the Sleepless Secret Party, open the Abyss Council, welcome the arrival of the Herald of the Void, and prepare for a grand sacrifice of flesh and blood.

All eyes will be opened today! "

Under the call of his ancient divine language, those lonely and gloomy tidesages who were sent down entered the void one by one, revealing their true colors as Kexier.

The enchantment outside the hall was opened, and the water of the abyss was summoned to shape the corrupted elements.

In the secret lair beneath the temple, the mysterious Whisperer of the Abyss also began to hatch the Void Eggs that already existed here.

The entire Temple of Storms is like a war machine, instantly activated to its proper turbulent posture.

And the sea water surrounding this big island also rolled up. Amid the unison calls of the fallen sea sages, the sky became gloomy, and the dark thunder mixed with the violent wind and rain poured down.

The summoned sea monster stretched out its terrifying tentacles from the sea with its teeth and claws open, protecting the entire island like lines of protection from fallen flesh and blood.

A streak of pale light streaked across the sky, making the gloomy temple even more hazy.

Large groups of tidal sages, guided by their Kethirized leaders, passed through the gloomy stone caves, and released weapons with void power one by one.

Those blind-eyed guardian sea knights were also assembled and deployed defenses at various important nodes.

The Temple of Storms was fortified almost instantly.

As the stronghold of the Church of the Storm located in the ocean, the defenses here are strong enough to withstand the frontal firepower of the Kul Tiran fleet.

To take this place, at least an army of tens of thousands of people is required to attack with no casualties under the support of saturated magic.

But Haixians are not just here.

It is useless to break through the Temple of Storms.

Don't forget, there are tidesages on every main battleship of the Kul Tiras fleet.

After giving the order, Lord Stormsong stood alone in the empty tide hall. Although he had degenerated into Kezier, he was still humbly moving his distorted body, half kneeling Before the icon of the tide.

He is praying.

Not just prayer.

With the reverberation of the language of the abyss.

Soon, in front of the ancient tide icon, magic power gathered to form the figure of a lady.

The lazy image of Queen Azshara looked down at Lord Stormsong below, and she said in her characteristic hoarse voice:

"You failed, poor thing. You boasted to the messengers of Ny'alotha that you would dedicate to N'Zoth a sea monster capable of conquering the world."

But I didn't see any figure of the Sea Demon King.

All I see is a bunch of wretches terrified by mishaps and accidents, you don't even realize you've stepped into a schemer's trap, you're so arrogant you've reached the end of the road.

Are you calling me now, begging me to save you?

My impotent subjects. "

"No, Your Majesty Azshara, we have not failed."

Lord Stormsong let out a strange laugh that is absolutely impossible for humans, and he said in a chaotic voice:

"I will still offer my sacrifice to the God of Darkness. He will become the founder of the Dark Empire. I have no doubt about it. And I summon you here, just ask you to help me to the Hai Chaoxian scattered on the South China Sea. writers convey information.

It is a pity that the Church of Storms is destined to no longer be able to dominate the faith of this country.

But we left the seeds.

The fleet of the faithful Farewell has left Kul Tiras, and he will sail to the South Seas. The sea sages on the first and second fleets of Kul Tiras must fully cooperate with him.

The Kul Tiran fleet will suffer a horrendous defeat in its own right that it has not experienced in centuries, and their defeat will feed our rise.

Dai Lin will also realize this.

Without Haixian, his proud fleet is nothing!

He has his ideals, he has his great cause, he will need us, he will accept us again, he will become one of us.

It's just a matter of time. "

"Well, the great merchants of Kul Tiras will become the most powerful group of pirates in the South China Sea? What's the matter? One or two are going crazy and want to become pirates."

Queen Azshara covered her mouth with a sarcasm in a coquettish gesture:

"It's like a strange era has been drawn. This piece of boring sea is really getting more and more lively. It's a good show.

I'm already looking forward to the climax of this scene.

But my subjects, you should know that there is a high probability that you will not survive today. Do you have any last words that I need to pass on?

A benevolent ruler like myself would be willing to deliver such a trivial message for an incompetent waste who died generously. "

"I don't think I will lose, at least not today."

Lord Stormsong and Queen Azshara both serve N'Zoth though.

But obviously the two are not from the same faction. Facing the Queen's arrogant sarcasm, the Kezirized Lord raised his head and said:

"I have a fortress, I have loyal servants and soldiers, I have the blessings from the dark gods, and I have the power to win battles! Even if Dai Lin unites the soldiers of the Holy Light Church and the Luna Kingdom ?

They are destined to be unable to pass through the curtain of the dark gods to defeat me, and my lord's servants of the abyss are on guard.

He can't even use his fleet.

And Dai Lin was overwhelmed by anger, he has already grasped the gift of the abyss, he has already embarked on the dark road, and he will eventually become the sea demon king I prophesied.

I really don't think I'm going to lose.

I can't think of how I can lose, Your Majesty.

The inheritance of the Church of Storms will not be broken. We have lost the shackles of Kul Tiras, and we will spread the glory of darkness throughout the world.

Storm Kingdom, Gilneas, Lordaeron, Quel'Thalas, the sea sages who dispersed in advance will set foot on all the countries with coastlines.

Those lands shrouded by the sea will be our glorious abode. "

"Hey, another guy whose brain was burned out by N'Zoth's whispers, another guy who thought that the power of the void was invincible, another guy who was arrogant and about to bury himself.

I really don't understand.

Why doesn't it choose those really smart people every time it chooses its spokespersons? "

Queen Azshara called N'Zoth by his first name without any respect.

She had lost interest in the conversation in front of her.

Her magical image dissipating, and the Queen's final "blessing".

"Unruly pirates with destructive intentions, fanatical villains full of confidence, and admirals who hold the abyss but resist the abyss. The intertwining of slaughter, hatred, guilt and justice, revenge and salvation.

The soldiers are sharpening their knives, and the evil is ready to fight to the death.

It's a show I never get tired of watching.

I knew the Proudmoores never let me down.

Do your best to make this battle more exciting. If you fight well, I can give you some rewards, my poor subjects. "

(end of this chapter)