Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 885 215. Good News

"Oh, I came here in a hurry. My favorite 'Onyxia brand dress' is still flying. I suddenly lost control of my soul. I don't know if she will crash?"

In the black wing blood circle, after Xalatas chatted with the stinky pirate with a disgusted face for a few seconds, she suddenly exclaimed, and suddenly disappeared from the pirate's heart.

Laike waited patiently for nearly five minutes before Xalatas came back.

she says:

"It's done. Those orc cubs were almost thrown to death. Fortunately, they were flying close to the ground before. They and my clothes have been properly placed on the coastline. Sefiel will take care of the next thing."

"You came back alone?"

Bu Laike walked towards Chromaggus and said:

"Didn't Dragon Mother become suspicious?"

"Where does she have time to doubt me now? She's so busy."

Xalatas said sarcastically:

"Dragon Mother's expansion in the wilds of Gorgrond is too overbearing, and has angered the local ogre tribes, and they have summoned the gronn to attack the new lair of the black dragons.

It is said that a group of mysterious but powerful orcs also joined the hunt for the black dragon, and the dragon mother has lost nearly ten adult black dragons in the past half month.

Things should be better now though, the demons landed in Gorgrond before I stepped through the Dark Portal.

Those ogres are afraid of demons, so they should have retreated.

I guess it is only a matter of time before the mother of dragons escapes to Azeroth. This time, the demons are coming in full force. Although the elite of the army has not yet entered Dellano, just looking at the attack of the forwards, it is definitely a storm that will sweep the world. Tide of demons.

The world of Dellano is too weak, and it is simply unable to resist the full-scale invasion of the Legion.

In a few months at most, that world will all fall.

The next target is naturally Azeroth.

In the case that the portal of darkness cannot be destroyed, the demon only needs to reactivate the portal, and the attack that is a hundred times more tragic than the orc invasion will start instantly. "

"Ok."

Bu Laike nodded, he had already expected this result, so he didn't get entangled in this matter. On reaching Chromaggus's pit, the pirate said to Xal'atath:

"If Nefarian's guest is really a bronze dragon from another timeline, then I can't hide the traces of my appearance here. I need you to help me 'pollute' the timeline with the power of the void."

"Wow, this is too difficult, my little master. I don't know how powerful I am in your heart, but there is no doubt that your request exceeds my limit."

Xalatas said quietly:

"Time is the highest level of power in the arcane system. To distort or pollute the point in time you have existed, only a void creature with a powerful entity like the ancient gods can do it.

I'm a poor void spirit, and I can't do it. "

"You are beginning to disappoint me, my servant."

Bu Laike covered his face with his helmet very playfully, and said:

"You used to never say you couldn't do something. I'm starting to miss you who can do everything."

"Hey, you have grown to this point, my little master, let's be realistic, I already need you to protect me."

Xalatas smiled very seductively, she made a rustling sound of licking her lips, and said:

"But although I can't distort the timeline, I can help you with a method. We can tamper with the traces you left behind. Increase the power and output void residue to pollute the images you left in time.

Contaminate it to the point where it is absolutely impossible for a normal human being to bear it.

In this way, even if the bronze dragon comes, it will be difficult to see your true face through the cover of the void, and it will not take the initiative to suspect you. "

"Can it still be used like this?"

Pirates came interested.

Knowing that Nefarian would most likely have a bronze dragon ally, Laike became obsessed with whatever he could use against the bronze dragon.

"Of course, this is the correct way to use the power of the void.

Among the six major systems, only Void has the "deception" of time, because the scale of Void's existence even exceeds the eternity from which the concept of "time" was born.

The superposition of countless chaotic eternities makes the "time" beyond the reach of ordinary people and even incomprehensible, but it is just a ridiculous plaything in front of us.

I said that.

When I come back this time, I will take you into the warm void, and let you kneel at my feet to pray for endless happiness. I always keep my word.

Now, let's start class!

listen carefully. "

Xalatas' tone became very serious in an instant, and even made the pirate feel like he was facing Dean Lanyue.

she says:

"Raise your hand, concentrate my divine power on your fingertips, and keep it vibrating at the highest frequency you can control, and then you can feel the traces of time exerted on you.

But be careful.

You are tempted by powers so deep into the Void that it is forbidden living knowledge that exists in the Void in forms beyond your comprehension.

Take only a little at a time to satisfy your hungry appetite, too much and you will be noticed by the Void, and that knowledge will seek you out even if you don't want it.

This is very dangerous behavior.

Take your time, yes, that's it, you are learning so fast, I really want to give you a kiss as a reward, but unfortunately my 'attractive dress' is not here, so I will talk about it next time. "

Under Xal'atath's tutelage, Laike's first real foray into the Void was only scratching the surface.

He didn't feel the echo of the void emphasized by the essence of the void, but he did feel a completely different feeling from the usual shadow rhythm.

It's just like.

How to describe it?

On the spiritual level, stepping into a dark and unknown sea of ​​lightlessness, even knowing that a wave will overwhelm the boat and kill people, still makes people want to sail away.

Sure enough, every Proudmoore has an ocean in his heart.

"Very good, you picked up your first 'shell', a little boy playing on the beach."

Xalatas chuckled and said:

"In the event of contact with the bronze dragon in the future, remember to maintain this 'void infusion' state at all times, it will help you disguise yourself in time and cut off all timeline tracking.

But you better hope that Nefarian's bastard friend isn't a high-ranking quicksand scale, and such tricks are not unsolvable in their eyes.

Those masters who walk the timeline can trace into the future, and the past cover is meaningless. "

"I'm not worried about that."

Bu Laike sensed the void pollution around him, and he said softly:

"There is no fixed future in this timeline, any move forward will only result in an unreadable chaos, even if Nozdormu comes, there is nothing I can do about it.

I just need to protect myself in the 'past'.

This is my home field.

Let's go, let's lurk in the Black Wing's Lair and find out who the 'invisible visitor' who came to the appointment tonight is. I hope she is not the troublemaker I am familiar with.

Otherwise, I really can't do it. "

"Ok?"

Xalatas said doubtfully:

"Little master, besides Sefiel, do you know other bronze dragons? Although I already know that you have a lot of friends, this really surprised me."

"Chromie, you're a troublemaker."

The pirate leaped lightly onto the upward-moving lift, and said:

"It's the good friend Sefiel often talks about, but she is a real member of the Quicksand Scale, an adult bronze dragon, very difficult to deal with.

And with her personality, I can be sure that even now that the bronze dragons have withdrawn from this timeline, that troublemaker must be paying attention to this timeline, ready to rush in to 'save' his friends at any time.

I even suspect that she may have discovered the secret that Sefiel is still alive.

I hope this has nothing to do with her. "

Bu Laike waited patiently at the entrance of the Blackwing Blood Ring, and exchanged some information about Dellano with Xalatas by the way. After tens of minutes, the black dragon reopened the door for a shift, and the pirates were able to return to the Blackwing Lair outside.

It was nearly afternoon, and the black dragon that went out to "purchase ingredients" had already returned. When Braike was wandering in the Black Wing Lair, he was directing several dragonman "chefs" to deal with the captured smoked dragons. and lava spiders.

These giant dragons are really not particular about what they eat, what they want is an "original ecology".

But the process of processing the ingredients made the pirates frown. Although this thing is indeed a rare ingredient, how can it be eaten with such a rough treatment?

The next step is to wait.

After Braike wandered around Blackwing Lair for several hours, after bored pirates stole almost every dragonman's wallet in Blackwing Lair and rummaged through the treasures of every dragon's lair, tonight's guests Finally showed up belatedly.

Right on Nefarian's throne platform.

All black dragons and draconians were ordered not to enter this place, and in the corner of the prepared banquet, Bo Laike was quietly hiding in the shadow behind a pillar in the cloak of the void.

He was waiting for the party to begin.

When a certain time came, Xalatas reminded in a low voice:

"coming!"

"Ok?"

The pirate raised his head, and saw a cloud of quicksand light opening with difficulty on the platform. This time portal was not smooth at all, as if it was being torn under some kind of pressure.

After casting the spell for more than ten seconds, a short man rushed out of it cheering and landed on the other side of the long banquet table.

And Nefarian, the black dragon prince who was about to fall asleep after waiting, also woke up instantly, adjusted his hypocritical expression, and showed a master's smile.

"It's a bit late today, I almost thought you were going to be late, my friend."

Nefarian in human form raised his glass to the short dwarf girl sitting opposite the long table, who ignored Nefarian's enthusiasm at all.

Panting, she picked up a lava spider's leg, and bit it in her mouth like a crab.

While eating, he said vaguely:

"The Bronze Dragon is never late, but it's not early either, we only show up at the right time.

Alas, in other timelines, the Eternal Dragons have become more active, Nozdormu has been missing for too long, and the entire Quicksandscale is leaderless. Somilian the Dragon Queen and her son have no idea how to lead us.

They are fighting a war that can never be won.

And me, I know all the truth, but I still have to play dumb with them, it's really tiring. But it's okay, I'm about to get out of that crazy day.

All it takes is a reasonable 'battle to the death', which is easy. "

This old-fashioned little dwarf is very interesting to dress up. She wears a set of bronze armor, but the decoration on the shoulder is a clock with gears.

Under the bright orange long hair, there is a pirate-like eye patch on the right eye, but the main body of the eye patch is something like a magnifying glass.

Let her orange eyes be magnified, it looks funny and magical.

In addition, all kinds of pendants related to "clocks" are hung on her body, and clocks, in the world of mortals, represent time.

After seeing the little dwarf's face clearly, Bo Laike let out a sigh of relief.

Fortunately, not Chromie.

It was another bronze dragon he hadn't seen before, but it was dressed as a dwarf. This weird and wicked person had a little acquaintance with Chromie, and he seemed to be another troublesome spirit.

"You look really hard."

Nefarian nodded. Although he didn't know the meaning of the nouns in the bronze dragon's words, he was still very gracious and said in a gentle tone:

"Then let's not talk about the plan tonight, so as not to spoil your appetite, let's enjoy the big meal."

"Tch, don't pretend, Nefarian."

The little dwarf snorted and said sarcastically:

"I've known you since you were born. Don't I know what you are? I know what you want to ask me. Don't worry, I've arranged everything.

I will bring you a 'trophy' you need sometime in the future.

In exchange, you must help me complete my plan, and I will spend the rest of my life in this wonderful timeline, one where there will be no eternal dragons to interfere with the rest of my life.

Timeline wars are unwinnable, so I can only be a shameful deserter.

Although it is embarrassing to avoid this thing, but it is really useful. "

"Aren't you afraid that my father will trigger the twilight hour and destroy the world?"

Nefarian shook the wine glass in his hand and asked:

"Are you so confident in our abandoned timeline?"

"I am scared."

The little dwarf pushed the magnifying glass on her eyes, picked up a piece of smoked dragon liver with a fork, she was like a philosopher at this moment, and said with a serious expression:

"But rather than being caught in an inescapable 'Möbius loop', I would rather take the risk of facing an unknown future."

"But for the bronze dragon, isn't the unknown the most terrifying thing?"

Nefarian asked:

"I still can't understand your choice. You gave up omniscience and omnipotence just to seek comfort?"

"I want to correct your stupid statement, the bronze dragon is not omniscient!"

The little gnome gnawed on a delicious smoked dragon liver, and she said:

"I don't actually like the timeline either.

There is no future me here.

I have no way to send me a crisis warning, and I can't summon my future self to help me fight, and I can't share my present happiness and distress with my future self to seek my comfort.

But at least I won't lose my past.

I can hide in the past and enjoy peace comfortably, instead of being chased and killed by my future self. Do you know how desperate the "endless war between yourself and yourself" is?

When I was not born, when I was born, when I died in battle, when I was mad. In each of my pasts and futures, I have to fight with myself until there is only one left.

Worst of all, I'm not sure I can win yet.

Immortality is nothing to look forward to when all memories and expectations are polluted by endless battles.

I suspect that future or past me is driven mad by this despair.

You envy the bronze dragon's 'immortality' and 'immortality', but you don't understand how much we have paid for this curse. I voluntarily give up, Nefarian. "

The little dwarf lowered her head and touched the pocket watch on her wrist very preciously. She said:

"Don't look down on me because of this, I just want to make my life easier."

Holding a fork in her hand, she poked a few holes in the smoked dragon's liver as if venting her anger, and took another bite of the delicacy in her hand.

She repeated, muttering to herself:

"You who are ignorant cannot understand."

"You just need to hide in the sewer and pick up some leftovers from good people, and enjoy the conspiracy of being a bad person like a mouse. What an ignorant and happy guy."

(end of this chapter)