Shadow Trails in Azeroth

After a night in Onyxia's Dragon Lair, Xal'atath, the Void Essence, has been in a "coma" state.

In fact, this statement is not rigorous.

Because as a void creature, Xalatath does not have a real life form. She is essentially a body of conscious energy.

She has also been repeatedly revising her origins. One moment, she boasted that she was the unlucky guy who was devoured by other ancient gods, and the other moment, she said that she came from pure void.

For a time, she also claimed to Blake that she was the emissary of the Void's Will.

Like a changeable witch, she uses her skillful lying skills to cover up her true identity.

Even Blake, the "pirate prophet", was not very clear about Xal'atath's true identity. After all, during his gaming career, Xal'atath's true identity was not revealed until Blake was reborn.

What is certain is that this guy does come from an extraordinary place.

But to say that she is a big shot in the void world is not necessarily true.

She herself admitted that she spent countless hours in Azeroth trapped in the Blade of the Dark Empire.

She seduces high-quality souls into corruption as a game and creates various tragedies as a rest. Countless souls have fallen into her hands, and she regards Black Shaw as her next target.

However, unfortunately, judging from the current results, she did not win the war with the pirates. On the contrary, she lost miserably.

Lose yourself in it.

This can only be said to be a typical example of a shipwreck in the gutter.

"Click"

Blake raised the Blade of the Dark Empire. This dark evil thing that had just fed on C'Thun's will and power seemed to feel that it was about to be used as a sacrifice to awaken an evil consciousness.

So it struggled wildly in Black's hands.

Odin's warning was correct.

Although this dagger has not yet formed a new consciousness due to the power of corruption, it clearly has signs of giving birth to a dark spirit.

If you give it enough time, a spirit similar to Xal'atath will probably be born from this dagger.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have that chance.

All its counterattacks are meaningless to the pirates. The impact of the mind cannot break the void will protection of the pirates' hearts, and the power of corruption cannot affect Black's flesh and blood to mutate.

It fails to recognize its own identity.

It's just a weapon.

It needs to be in the hands of the right people to unleash the most powerful destructive power.

"Quiet, idiot."

The pirate scolded, and the void power belonging to him surged out of his hands, pressing on the beating edge of the Dark Empire Blade, clenching it with both hands, and raising it above his head.

Sephiel adjusted the position of Twilight's Hammer, and then took a few steps back.

The next moment, as the pirate pierced the dark blade downwards, the bone blade hit the surface of the Twilight Hammer, making a crisp impact sound.

Like a knock on the door, like an alarm clock waking up a sleeper.

"boom"

The collision of the two evil objects caused the corrupted energy in the Blade of the Dark Empire to be transmitted to the Twilight Hammer. Energy darker than darkness overflowed like water, and soon wrapped the strange hammer head of the Twilight Hammer.

The flowing power was absorbed by the war hammer. It was just a trickle at first, but soon, the "Sleeping Beauty" sleeping in the war hammer smelled delicious food and came to her door.

Even in her deep sleep, she opened her mouth and started feasting.

Tsk tsk, it’s really ugly to eat like a starving ghost.

In the dark bottom cabin, the whistling sound of a giant beast swallowing water was swirling and rising, mixed with the creepy chewing sound, and the Blade of the Dark Empire was trembling and resisting.

It wailed in the hands of pirates.

The power it had finally wrested from C'Thun was being devoured by the evil spirit that once resided in its body. It trembled and begged the pirate for mercy, to stay away from this greedy guy.

To this end, it is willing to sacrifice everything for Blake.

"I don't need your allegiance, your devotion means nothing to me."

Blake's hands grasped the bone dagger that pulsed and turned hot.

He said in a faint tone:

"The most ambitious goal you can achieve in my hands is to awaken my dear Xal'atath. The poor little guy has been severely beaten for doing bad things.

She was weak now and she needed nutritious dark delicacies.

Yes.

She knows it, and so do I.

You are delicious.

Don't resist, this is the fate you can get in my hands. Maybe this can teach you a lesson. Next time, you should choose your holder carefully and be careful to hide your power.

The consequence of being too high-profile is to be targeted by bad guys like me. "

"It's just a weapon. It hasn't given birth to a dark spirit yet. It doesn't understand this."

Sephiel twisted his body beside him and complained in a low voice:

"Hurry up and end it. This process makes me feel uncomfortable all over. It's like a murder with weapons, you are the principal culprit and I am an accessory."

"This is not something I can decide."

The stinky pirate maintained his movements and sighed:

"It depends on how much corrupted power Xalatath has swallowed to wake up. She was hit hard by Ms. Elune with divine power before, and almost half of her divine power was lost.

It’s not a small sum to complete those.

But according to my estimation, the extent of devouring most of C'Thun's corrupted power with the Blade of the Dark Empire should be enough to awaken Xal'atath.

Perhaps it would be a good choice for us to let her return to this evil dagger.

Although the Twilight Hammer has the potential to become the most evil thing, it is still a half-finished product, and it is not enough to bring enough vitality to Xal'atath. "

"Or, can you let her back into your body?"

Sephiel whispered:

"I think she might prefer this form, and you also said that without her assistance, the power of the void will always create an illusion of corruption in front of your eyes and in your ears.

She can help you resist these.

Anyway, you have enough strange powers. I just saw Sharathol and Eremeni fighting over who is your favorite sword girl.

The beating was brutal.

Your little baby Nagfar is still making fire next to you, and that child is getting worse and worse. "

"I would tell them that Salamaini is my favorite."

Blake curled his lips and said:

"I don't know if Emperor Denasius has ever encountered this kind of situation, but this is also a kind of happy trouble. Not everyone can have two divine swords that understand the master's wishes. You see, Fenna is almost crying. .

She pestered me all day long to help her engrave it.

Wait, there's something happening! "

The pirate felt that the struggle of the Dark Empire Blade in his hand was weakening, while the void power around the Twilight Hammer was rising around it, and soon evolved into layers of dark light curtains.

"You go outside."

Blake said to Saphire:

"The infection of the spirit body by the void is very terrifying. I don't want to save you again in the future."

"Hey, I feel like you want to send me away to play some dirty games with your little dark pet."

Seifer complained:

"You can take it easy."

"You are really crazy, she is not even a spirit."

The pirate said helplessly:

"She can't do anything without that suit of clothes. Go quickly and prepare lunch for me. I'm a little hungry."

The first parasaurus chuckled and snapped his fingers to teleport himself out of the cabin.

After she left, Black once again intensified the force he unleashed on the Blade of the Dark Empire, as if squeezing the corrupted energy in the dagger into the Twilight Hammer.

The daggers howled.

It was suffering from the fact that it had become weak again.

Soon, the lazy sound of a sleeping beauty waking up sounded in the gloomy darkness at the bottom, like the moan of a lazy man who had slept for a long time when he opened his eyes.

"Huh?"

A familiar voice appeared in Blake's ears.

"What's wrong with me? Why am I in this nasty cold place? It's so crowded and cramped, it's like a prison.

Hmm, I smell a familiar scent, is it Blade of the Dark Empire?

Why is it here?

Little master, are you planning to abandon me?

Is this what you humans call chaos and abandonment? "

Xalatath's voice is still as before, with a slightly hoarse voice that outlines the charm of a mature big sister, but it does seem very weak.

Even joking is too weak.

"woke up?"

Blake said in a joking tone:

"Do you know how long you have been sleeping? Do you want me to call my and Sephiel's child over to show you? She should call you aunt."

"Hey, just blow it."

Xal'atas said weakly:

"Even if Sephiel gives birth to a dragonborn, it's not hers. At most, it's the child of you and Onyxia. Besides, I was also involved that night. Maybe it was the fruit of love between me and my little master."

"Well, the relationship is so clear, it seems you are not stupid yet."

The smelly pirate said seriously:

"It seems that I have to thank Ms. Elune for being merciful and not weakening your will. Let me ask you, do you know that you were wrong?"

There was silence in the hold.

After a few seconds, Void Essence said gloomily:

"Still, I didn't hide it from you. It must have been the spy from Memphitos. I really should have chosen a better collaborator. But little master, do you really want to hear me admit my mistake?"

"Yes."

Blake loosened his fingers, and the Blade of the Dark Empire, which had been drained of two-thirds of its energy, fell to the ground with a thud.

It was shaking like a fish out of water.

It is painful, but no one is paying attention to it. It has never been an important thing in the eyes of pirates. Tools must have the awareness of tools.

The pirate took a step back, took out the dwarf pipe, and held it in his mouth.

He looked at the Twilight Hammer surrounded by black light in front of him and said:

"I want to hear it from your own mouth. I want you to apologize to me to decide whether I want to forgive you. After all, considering that you have caused so much trouble for me in the future, maybe it is a good idea to get rid of you now. choose.

Just put you in this warhammer, or send you back to the Blade of the Dark Empire, send you to the shadows on the back of history, and let you continue to play your evil game that has lasted for countless years.

You no longer have to work so hard to conquer me, and you no longer have to feel lost and unhappy because of my rejection.

perhaps

This feeling has tortured both you and me, but you and I have left both beautiful and evil dark memories in each other's hearts. It's time for us to break up, my dear Xal'atath.

We will never meet again.

This way you will always remember me and I will never forget you.

What do you think? "

Silence flows in the darkness.

As Black watched, black shadows rose from the Twilight's Hammer's surface.

Just like the appearance of the djinn, those dark forces are entangled and converging, and finally a lady in the form of an elf appears in the black gauze lingering like smoke.

She towered before Blake's eyes.

Can't see the face clearly.

As the pirate stared at him puffing away, the lady stretched out her hand to touch his cheek. Blake did not refuse the touch that came from the void. With the cold touch on her cheek, she said:

"I have countless reasons to convince myself to monopolize you. I can also tell myself that you owe me today's awakening. I am unwilling to admit defeat in front of you, let alone share it with others.

I am a malevolent quintessence, an evil spirit of darkness.

I could have controlled the wind and rain and played with people's hearts.

I shouldn't be anyone's servant, let alone obey someone's will. From the moment I was born, I aimed to subvert order, destroy beauty, spread pollution, and bring about distortion.

You're right, Blake Shaw.

This relationship made me uncomfortable. I went from being the one who wanted everything, to the licking dog that you despised when you joked. Maybe we should break up peacefully.

You play your game, I continue my game.

But when you killed C'Thun for me and gave me its power to revive me, all the persuasion and the dark ideals I held on to in my heart fell apart.

The wisdom of darkness has cursed me.

It made me understand the ‘love’ I had always despised.

What a beautiful sin.

Let a dark spirit like me be willing to join in and give up myself for you. I have bid farewell to the void, bid farewell to destruction, and declared to fall.

From now on, I belong only to you. "

Xal'atath stepped forward, lowered her head, and said to Black:

"I was wrong, little master, please forgive me and take me home."

The pirate took off his pipe, stared at the dark power in front of him, and said:

"Are you crying? Is this how you keep your cruel ex-boyfriend? Maybe you should cry louder. Okay, okay, I won't say anything anymore."

Blake opened his arms, tilted his head in the darkness, and said:

"Come back, I am complete without you."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Amidst the echoes of Zhenru's cries, Xal'atath threw himself into the arms of the stinking pirate.

The smoke shaped by darkness surrounded the pirate, and when he closed his arms, it dissipated into his body like smoke dissipating.

The pirate maintained the hugging posture, as if he was feeling the warmth conveyed in the darkness.

A few seconds later, Xal'atath whispered in Blake's ear:

"Ha! You have real feelings, you like me, little master, you lose, I win! You will be my trophy from now on, just like the other souls that I have played with.

You can never leave me again.

Come, come, my servant

Let's go kill a few people to celebrate this wonderful reunion. Shameless Sephiel is hiding outside the door and eavesdropping. She must be crazy.

That idiot is actually crying

Alright alright.

I admit.

I was touched by myself just now. "