Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 833 164. The moment has finally come

"hum"

A fissure formed by a dark void rotated and opened, alarming Moon Eater Baku who was lying comfortably "enjoying life" in the Tempest Furnace of Flesh.

The sea snake demigod looked up lazily, and saw Bu Laike falling down from the rotating crack in embarrassment with a girl in his arms. This is not the point.

Under Baku's gaze, it can see the "landscape" on the other side of the opened void rift.

Ny'alotha The Sleeping City is crumbling.

The void sanctuary of N'Zoth is dismantling itself like the destruction of a small world that was supposed to be the cage the Corruptor used to hold Daelin Proudmoore and Maiev Shadowsong.

All was going well until the plan was sabotaged by the Stinky Pirate's meddling.

The "Sea Lord" and "Dark Inquisitor" that N'Zoth longed for were brought back to the material world by Bu Laike, and its important deployment in Kul Tiras, the Church of Storms, was also razed.

The Furnace of Storms, which had been feeding Ny'alotha from the material world, was also occupied.

The incarnation of consciousness that it took a long time to create in Ny'alotha was ruthlessly destroyed, and even a small half was swallowed by Xalatas who took advantage of the fire.

Although that consciousness can be repaired in the end, the loss of the Corruptor camp today is simply shocking, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as traumatic.

N'Zoth hates that.

But what can it do as a sealed prisoner?

"B Laike Shaw, I curse you!"

N'Zoth's corrupted words echoed in the Furnace of Storms, mixed with the undisguised hatred of a Corruptor, an Old God who hated a mortal so much that it seemed outrageous.

But the fact is that in the millions of years since the end of the Battle of the Overlords, no life has threatened and destroyed N'Zoth as deeply as Bu Laike Shaw.

Like a gigantic titan that had an arm bitten off by an ant today.

In the face of N'Zoth's undisguised outburst of hatred, the pirate's response was quite direct.

"puff"

The Eye of N'Zoth, which stood on the edge of the Temple of the Furnace of Storms, also ushered in its own doom after the collapse of Ny'alotha.

Like a needle piercing an egg shell, the silver-gray legendary long sword was swung by Bu Laike and pierced into the dimmed Eye of N'Zoth, and was slashed down by the pirates as he fell.

Much like the opening of a balloon filled with liquid.

Disgusting void mucus and filthy flesh and blood continuously gushed out in the rupture, this must be very painful, it can be seen from the constant trembling of the torn eyeball and the constriction of the pupil.

This eyeball is the plane connection between the Crucible of Storms and the Fallen City.

Its destruction means that N'Zoth will have to pay more than ten times the difficulty to open the gate of the void here, and Ny'alotha has been completely destroyed.

The stronghold of the Church of the Storm on this land has also been uprooted, and all the void servants sent by N'Zoth to this land have been killed.

This means that for a long, long time to come, N'Zoth will no longer be able to project his consciousness onto the land of Kul Tiras.

"call"

The pirate heaved a sigh of relief. He shook off the dirty blood flowing on the blade, and looked at the completely dead eyeballs in front of him. All the pressure in his heart was released at this moment.

This is the victory he wants to see.

A victory that leaves nothing behind.

"She's running away, little master, and your 'new prisoner' doesn't look so fast! Catch her, whip her, imprison her, and humiliate her!

I will give you all the help. "

Xal'atath's sinister voice rang in Bu Laike's ears, and the pirate disappeared with a whoosh, and a flicker landed precisely in front of Maiev who was leaning on the wall of flesh and blood and wanted to enter the shadow escape.

He stretched out his hand, put it on Maiev's shoulder, and slammed the weak warden against the wall.

The pirate stared maliciously at Maiev's pale and weak cheeks and the pair of black and white eyes that became distinct after the power of the Moon Night God of War faded, and said coldly:

"Where do you want to go? My prisoner, didn't I just tell you that from today onwards, I will be your 'warden'? You want to escape without permission. It seems that you really need to be taken care of." Teach me a lesson."

"click"

In Mai Weiru's humiliated expression, her hands were quickly put on the shackles of the source by the pirates, and all the weapons on her body, including the watchman's cloak, were quickly taken off.

"this is mine!"

The pirate picked up the fragment of Azzinoth and waved it in front of Maiev's eyes. This dagger was kept very well by the warden, and it seemed that it was often used as an assassination throwing knife.

"This is mine too."

Laike took off his dark sea water chain from Maiev's waist, put it up and down in his hands, with an inexplicable pleasure of revenge, gritted his teeth, and sat down on the ground with his head down, The silent Ms. Shadowsong said:

"You hateful thief! It's finally in my hands. When I have free time, I'll hang you up and give you dozens of whips. But compared to this, I'm more curious about another thing."

He held Maiev's ponytail roughly, forcing her to look up.

He looked at Mavina's eyes that were always avoiding his gaze, and asked seriously:

"Where did you get the information about Ny'alotha Sleeping City?

This is not a secret to a prophet like me, but as far as I know, at this point in time, apart from Lord Stormsong, Queen Azshara, and Xavius, etc. Not many people know about N'Zoth's connection to Ny'alotha.

No one knows that the Corruptor can also find the remains of the Dark Empire in the cage and rebuild them.

You have been hiding in Stormsong Valley, and you have not rescued your captured subordinates. You have been patiently waiting for me to open the Storm Furnace and choose the most accurate time to assassinate N'Zoth.

I don't think it's a coincidence.

I feel like you always knew my full plan, you always knew I was coming to Kul Tiras, you even knew how I would deal with these cultists.

You took advantage of my plan.

Who told you that!

Say! "

"You really want to know?"

Facing Bu Laike's questioning, Maiev coughed a few times, and replied in her signature hoarse voice:

"You're not the only prophet in this world, Bu Laike Shaw."

"Do not!"

Bu Laike grabbed Maiev's chin and seriously corrected:

"Before Velen entered Azeroth, I was the only prophet in this world! Zul barely counted as half, but you, an elf warden, ran to find a Zandalari troll for divination?

Do you think I'm stupid?

You better be honest, Maiev. "

The stinky pirate grabbed the lost shard of Azzinoth and flicked it on Maiev's beautiful face in a serious manner. He threatened:

"Don't force me to draw a little crow on your face before you know the pain."

"Go on! Little master."

Xalatas stood aside and said:

"Such a steel-hearted woman will not be intimidated by you, only by letting her know that you are a bastard with no bottom line can you regain your advantage.

Listen to me, scratch that face first! She knew she was afraid.

All women are afraid of this. "

"Where do you hate her so much?"

The pirate asked in a strange tone in his heart:

"You seem to hate her more than I do. Sure enough, there is a grudge between you, right?"

"No."

Xalatas flatly denied it.

she says:

"Didn't I help you with the interrogation? This Maiev Shadowsong is too difficult to deal with, and her weakness won't last long, little master, you must hurry up.

Once she regains her powers, you won't be able to trap her, nor try to induce a confession with soul magic, her mind is protected by Elune. "

"Her body is also protected by Elune."

The pirate said unhappily and depressedly in his heart:

"Do you think I don't want to beat her? But Elune is looking at me. I don't know if she will cry if I cut it, but I will definitely cry.

So, don't be fooled. "

Xalatas let out a regretful sigh, and she couldn't refute the reasons given by Laike, thinking that if this continues, she will have to watch Maiev, the little bitch, really build a relationship with the little master.

Then everything will be over.

no!

I can't wait passively, I must take the initiative!

The Void Essence quickly made up her mind, she made a decision, all the great achievements of the Black Dragon Legion must die, if she loses Laike, she will really lose all her foundations.

With N'Zoth messed with, she had to cling to the thighs of this amazing man, Bu Laike.

"Little master, I'm going back to Dellano."

Xal'atath coughed a few times and said to Bo Laike:

"I will rush back as quickly as possible, and bring back the Atama crystal you long for, as well as enough materials to complete all keel reinforcements for the Naglfar.

Please wait for my good news. "

"Ok."

Bu Laike nodded, glanced at the head of Sakir at his waist, and told Xal'atath:

"By the way, help me bring a draenei back, I want... well, I want a man, it would be better if I can find a stronger spellcaster.

It would be even better if he was a villain who did all kinds of crimes. Killing one for our old man Saqir has no psychological pressure at all. His Majesty Luna would not care about the life or death of a villain. "

"Put it on me, little master."

Xalatas seemed extremely obedient, and she asked courteously:

"Is there anything else I need to bring?"

"Uh, not for now."

Bu Laike thought about it, and originally wanted Xal'atath to try whether he could snatch a spaceship from the Draenei, but after thinking about it carefully, this was embarrassing the essence of the void.

Although the draenei in Outland were desolate, they could not be bullied by a group of even more desolate black dragons, especially after the orc massacre, the surviving draenei could fight one by one.

Prophet Velen is very kind to pedantic about other things, but he is extremely decisive in dealing with dark evil things.

As long as a guy like the Black Dragon Dragon Mother appears, he will probably be knocked down directly from the sky by Velen with a holy light punishment. A demigod of holy light is angry, and Xalatas is not unwilling to see it .

"Wait, I almost forgot!"

Bu Laike suddenly remembered something and said to Xal'atath:

"Help me tie a few orcs back from Nagrand. It's very simple. When they go out to pick up sheep dung eggs near Tiansong Lake in Nagrand, just hit a sap.

All I want are a bunch of kids.

Garrosh Hellscream, Dellanosh Saurfang, Saurfang, and Jolin Deadeye. There is also a little orc girl named Agna or Agra who always plays with them. If you can meet them, you will bring them back together. "

"Little master, I am willing to charge forward for you and spread conspiracy for you."

Xalatas said very tangled:

"But I'm really not good at raising children. Can I knock them out and bring them back? You just need to live, right? It's not about bringing them back as adopted children."

"Well, as long as you don't die, you don't lack arms or legs."

Bu Laike replied.

"Okay, wait for my good news, my dear little master."

Xalatas' voice dissipated, and before she left, she did not forget to say:

"Stay away from Maiev, little master, at some point in the past ten thousand years, I seem to have heard that her private life was very indecent."

"Where did you hear that?"

Bu Laike said in a strange tone:

"I believe you said that Maiev is a lunatic, but her conservatism is even purer than that of Tyrande, and she has never lied to other men in her life."

"That void essence is gone?"

Maiev suddenly said:

"You should stay away from her, pirate. Playing with cobras is not a good habit. Didn't your father teach you this when you were young?"

"You really know of her existence!"

Bo Laike sneered, slipped the shard of Azzinoth back into his waist, and said to Maiev:

"Since you don't want to talk about it, then I won't ask.

But the "prophet" who gave you the news seems to be an idiot. He or she just told you that N'Zoth was in Ny'alotha, but didn't tell you that N'Zoth was still in the cage.

His stupid message nearly sent you into Jedi, my poor prisoner, you should probably choose your friends more carefully. "

This made Maiev look weird.

A few seconds later, the warden nodded approvingly and said:

"Yeah, he's an idiot! But it's not his fault, after all, when I was talking to him about this, he kept hiding it from me.

Almost killed me.

If I meet him again, I will definitely teach him a lesson! In the name of the moon god.

But I think Mr. Bu Laike, you may have more troublesome things to deal with now, so I will sleep for a while, and remember to call me when you are about to leave after finishing your work. "

"Ok?"

The pirate blinked and looked back.

Behind him, at the end of the ring-shaped area formed by the big snake Baku, Dai Lin, who was thrown back into the material world from Ny'alotha before, is getting up from the ground bit by bit.

His titan-forged body had been re-flesh by N'Zoth with the vicious Flesh Curse, which made Daelin seemingly return to human form.

But his larger size and still sculpted muscles told Boo Laike that his poor father might never return to human form.

Today, he should be the most orthodox "indigenous" form on the land of Kul Tiras, that is, the half-vrykul who call themselves "Drust".

But fortunately, that face has changed back.

But the moment Dai Lin, who stood up holding the trident, opened his eyes, Bu Laike's face became cold, and the long sword and dagger that were hanging down in his hands were held in the palms of his hands.

Dai Lin's eyes did not return to a completely pure sea blue, but mixed with some chaotic light.

Apparently, Laike was a little too happy before. His war in Kul Tiras is not over yet, and the last battle is coming soon.

Daelin Proudmoore vs Boo Laike.

Admiral VS Legendary Great Pirate.

Strong Dad VS Rebellious Son.

Well, no matter which angle you look at, this battle is unexpectedly fascinating.

(end of this chapter)