Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1313 63. I cried when I saw the ultimate secret of dog-licking. What about you?

When he saw the blazing phoenix screaming and gracefully crossing the tower of the sun shining in the dark night, Old Ansu, who was hiding in the dark forest, finally failed to hold down his gun.

All right.

That's a bit of an exaggeration.

The actual situation is that Anzu's heart is indeed full of anger, and it does not allow another creature to fly around so arrogantly in its favorite Rukhma's former holy land.

So when the sky was swaying but it was flying happily in one circle, and when it was about to turn around and fly for the second time, there was finally movement in the quiet night all around.

The howling shadow storm suddenly appeared invisibly, shooting towards the sky with a closing and smashing attitude, trying to tear this damn bastard into pieces on the spot.

The wrath of an established demigod is terrifying.

The moment the storm of shadows appeared, Blake whistled for the sky to return.

He himself completed the change of clothes in an instant, and flew into the rolling darkness below with the Moon Night Armor, in order to completely drive Old Ansu out of his hiding place.

But the sky is still very brave.

It once couldn't even withstand a headbutt from Gaum.

But after the powerful master applied the power of flames to it, it was no longer what it used to be. Facing the dark storm summoned by Ansu, the Flame Phoenix neighed sarcastically.

It hovered in the sky so proudly, flapping its burning wings to gather the power of the Fire of Savras, and spit out hot and bright flames forward.

The collision of darkness and light triggered a large-scale energy collision on the ruins of Tongtian Peak. Dust flew around the area. Seeing that the sky was about to be unable to withstand it, Hisari Black Crow shook his head and transformed into a fire eagle and flew in. Skyrim joins the fight.

Old Ansu thought that the guy who was much uglier than his Rukhma was easy to deal with, but it turned out that he was mistaken.

He is entangled and unable to escape, and a dangerous guy sneaks into the shadows and is quickly approaching its hiding place. What's even more terrifying is that the void power around him is actually retreating!

not good!

The guy opposite is also a user of void power, and he is loved by the will of the void far more than himself!

This is normal. After all, Anzu's void power is not innate. It is the power that it gained after being cursed after devouring Sai Tai.

but black

This guy is a ruthless character who took the initiative to become the "Apostle of the Void". Odin once commented that the smelly pirate blessed by the will of the void is no less threatening than a weakened ancient god.

No matter how much Ansu is a veteran demigod, he can't compete with such a guy for his potential.

So, Ansu shrank decisively.

Just when Blake was about to break through the void curtain that Ansu had used to hide himself, the old demigod screamed and withdrew all his power, hiding deeper into the border between reality and the void.

Once it ran away like this, Blake wouldn't be able to stop it.

No, Brother Su, are you so shameless?

After all, he is still a demigod, and he doesn’t care about the dignity of a strong person at all?

Why don't you show up and say some harsh words?

The surrounding night quickly returned to calm, and Blake lost his temper when faced with such a coward.

He jumped out of hiding and put the two useless knives in his hands back on his waist because he felt that the enemy was timid and had become murderous.

He stood in the shadowy woodland, and above his head, the light from the Sun Tower of Tongtian Peak shone like a small sun in the night.

"Hey, come out and talk, I know you're here."

Blake stood on the treetop with his hands on his hips and shouted loudly to the darkness in front of him:

"I don't mean any harm. It's just because you've been avoiding talking to other people that I had to do this. Listen! Anzu, if you miss this opportunity, you and the fallen arakkoa you protect will be in trouble." I will regret it for the rest of my life.”

The woodland was quiet, no one or any wind answering the pirate's call.

This silence made the pirate very unhappy, so he decided to use his ultimate move:

"Hey, Anzu, don't you want to resurrect Rukhma?"

"Shua"

A cold wind blew over, rustling the leaves around Blake, which seemed to represent Anzu's vigilance and its attitude.

It simply didn't believe that this stinky pirate had a way to resurrect his beloved Rukhmar. This guy is a very bad bastard at first glance. How can he be a serious person who can take the initiative to contact the power of the void to this extent!

Who among the serious people would play with the void?

Pooh!

Despicable!

Hiding in the void curtain, Ansu made up his mind to ignore Black's shouting. It moved its crow-like body covered with blue-purple feathers and its beautiful and wide tail feathers, and turned to go through the darkness to Skettis.

But just when Ansu was about to leave, it heard Blake's proud and showy voice, ringing in the material world outside the curtain:

"Hey, you ignorant guy, you must be thinking what kind of idiot dares to boast that he can resurrect a demigod born in flames?

But the actual situation is that not only can I resurrect Rukhma, not only do I dare to put down my bold words, I also bring tangible evidence! Have you seen that beautiful flaming phoenix in the sky?

If I told you that it was once a mighty hippogryph born of flesh and blood, would you be surprised?

Let’s take a look at that unique flaming eagle.

You saw with your own eyes how she transformed from a female elf with flaming hair into a beautiful and powerful flaming creature. That is proof that I cannot fake.

This is my way of trying to tell you the really important information, my poor licking dog Ansu.

The opportunity you have been longing for has been brought to you by me, a prophet from another world, but you, who dedicated everything to Rukhma, have to choose to give it up at this time.

Just because you think I'm a bad guy? "

Black laughed loudly and picked up his pipe. He blew out a thick smoke ring and said:

"Yes, I am a bad guy, I never deny this, but is there any inevitable connection between me being a bad guy and my ability to help you achieve your wishes?

What you, the miserable crow god, crave with all your strength is in my hands, Ansu. I generously leave the decision to you. Within ten seconds, either you will show up or I will leave.

It's your choice. "

Blake took out his beloved mechanical dwarf multifunctional pocket watch and was about to count down. The swishing shadows in front of him turned into a dim storm of flying bird feathers. A huge crow walked out of the opened void curtain with gloomy eyes.

It's very old.

This can be seen from the tired posture when walking.

As a demigod born in a world without the Emerald Dream, Anzu has lived for thousands of years, and Draenor's vitality has been essentially weakening.

Demigods like them, who are closely connected to the vitality of the world, will naturally be affected.

If Ansu hadn't swallowed the other demigod Seth alive and obtained Seth's life force, it would have died of old age long ago. After all, its Rukhma has been dead for three thousand years.

Demigods are also living beings, and since they are living beings they will age.

The Anzu in front of him is the mainstream form of the life demigods among the stars. Those in Azeroth who can come in and out of the Emerald Dream, who are guided and shaped by the Titan Guardians, so they repeatedly "sit-ups" in the face of death. The wild demigods are the real aliens!

"I know that for a hopeless guy like you, only information about the goddess in your heart can make you take the bait."

Blake stood on the treetop, looking at the overly big crow god in front of him. He tilted his head and looked at it up and down, and said:

"Why do you drive your followers to attack the orcs? You have lived for so long, don't you know what is the real threat to Draenor?"

"Look at what you said!"

Ansu snorted and said in a sinister tone:

"Look at me, who is about to die of old age. Do you think I can still restrain those degenerate mad arakkoa people? The last attempt I made against them was to send the soul of their last king, Terokk, to Go back to the physical world to lead them.

But when the massacre of the orcs began, Kargath Bladefist, who drank the blood of demons and became furious, defeated the arakkoa warrior who carried Terokk's soul.

After Terokk's soul returned to the shadows, the fallen arakkoa were left without a leader.

I.

I am already very old.

I no longer have the strength, energy, or mind to control them.

They were abandoned by me when they couldn't bear the evil nature of the dark souls and united with the orcs to destroy the arakkoa civilization left behind by my Rukhmar. "

The big crow made a ferocious expression and said coldly:

“I’ll screw them!

I am only interested in the secrets you tell me now. If you need it, I can even help you destroy Skettis. All it takes is a fire to burn all the remnants of darkness to death.

And I would never bat an eye.

Do you want to make a deal?

A strange and dark outsider, trading the lives of fallen arakkoa for my Rukhmar?

This business is really worth it. "

"I don't want them to die."

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"They can still be used to fill the army line when they are alive, but they can only serve as undead servants for the death knights when they are dead. I want them to join the upcoming operation in Shadowmoon Valley as cannon fodder. Is this condition not too much?"

"It's not too much. It's a great proposal, but I have one more question."

Ansu made a squawking sound, flapped its twisted wings that could no longer fly, and asked in a cold tone:

"How do you convince me?"

"I'll convince you with this."

Blake took out a red crane feather from his bag.

Although he always claimed that he had the last Chi-Ji Feather in his hand, no one actually knew how many Chi-Ji Feathers the Stinky Pirate had picked up from the Chi-Ji Roost in Krasarang Jungle.

Although these things don't have much remaining power and are difficult to use as magic materials, they are really perfect for lighting tobacco in pipes.

Moreover, the tobacco lit by Zhuhe Zhiyu has a special aroma.

Most importantly, the way to light a cigarette with a demigod feather is really impressive!

When Blake took out the Zhuhe Feather, Ansu's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up in front of him, and the feathers on his neck exploded in excitement.

It stared at the feather in the pirate's hand and said:

"Those are the feathers of a powerful fellow. I can feel that he is many times stronger than me. This feather gives me a deeper feeling than the connection between my Rukhma and the flame.

In your world, are there sun spirits like Rukhma? "

"We don't call him the Spirit of the Sun. How about we call him the 'Southern Zhuhe Hope Heavenly Lord'? Isn't this name majestic enough?"

Seeing Anzu fall into the trap, Blake immediately explained to him with satisfaction:

“I show you this because I received the knowledge of the secret arts from the benevolent Zhuhe Tianzun.

If you want to resurrect a demigod like Rukhma who is born from the blend of life and elements, life force alone is not enough. You also need to find the original fire from the birth of the world.

Just like my sky, reshape the form of life with the original fire, and then add wisdom to the majestic vitality. Only in this way can the real Rukhma be resurrected.

Otherwise all you'll get is a walking corpse.

You have two choices now, listen carefully! "

The pirate stretched out two fingers and said to Ansu, the old licking dog who was squatting on the ground in front of him and listening carefully:

"First, you join us in the war in Shadowmoon Valley and help the orcs release the sealed elemental spirits in Draenor. Although they are far less powerful than the elemental monarchs of Azeroth, they also represent the creation of creation. The power of the world.

Seek help from the fire elemental lord Ethan Rattus, and wait for Everglades' vitality to grow again so you can resurrect Rukhmar. "

"Then what?"

Anzu nodded.

It thought the idea was a good one, but as a cunning demigod, it keenly felt that the second point Black was going to say was really important.

It looked at the pirate with its dark eyes, expecting the guy who called himself "Prophet" to come up with an idea.

"The second one, that would be awesome."

Blake clapped his hands and pointed at the sky and the Hisari Black Crow flying overhead. He said in a bewitching tone:

"Don't be too busy binding Rukhmar to the elements of the Draenor world. The elemental power of this small world is always limited. If you believe me, then wait patiently.

At the right time I will summon you to Azeroth, where we will attack the territory of a true lord of the elemental fire, a tyrant who calls himself the Firelord.

We will defeat it, kill it, and we will cruelly and ruthlessly extract the fire of creation of a great world from it. I can generously give you enough of the flames of Savras.

This way you can resurrect your Rukhma to its most perfect form.

Not only is she as noble and beautiful as the Sun Spirit in your memory, but she will be bound to Azeroth. Do you know what this means? "

The stinky pirate opened his arms and used an exaggerated tone to describe a grand story, and bewitched the suspicious old Ansu:

"This means that she will share the powerful vitality of Azeroth, and she will truly gain eternal life! And the best thing is, we have the Emerald Dream over there.

You don't need to know what this thing represents.

You just need to know that even if your goddess Rukhma dies unfortunately, she can still enter the Emerald Dream as a soul, perform a wave of sit-ups in front of a cruel death, and then wait for the next resurrection with peace of mind.

As long as Azeroth is not destroyed, Rukhmar will never die.

In fact, you are the same, old Ansu, this is also an opportunity for you to transcend. "

Blake lowered his voice and said in a false caring tone:

"Look at what you are like now. The love you have missed once is really painful. Every breath you take is the pain of missing her. But think about it, as long as you join hands with me, you can have endless time. Come splurge.

You will have enough time to please your goddess in every possible way.

Once you achieve that, the only thing you have to worry about is that we have a lot of wild demigods out there similar to yours, and every one of them is way more charismatic than the old, ugly, sinister bastard you are.

What kind of wild silver wolf under the moon, what kind of elegant supreme white deer, and what kind of supreme god like Hope Tianzun who kills both men and women.

If Rukhmar was resurrected there, she would have many options to choose from.

Maybe, she will praise you as a good person, and then happily fall into the arms of your new boyfriend. So, to be honest, I suggest you choose the first "resurrection package", so that at least you can stay with your goddess for a long time. "

"No! No no no no!"

Ansu shook his head and sighed:

"I choose the second option."

This infatuated dog-licking old crow looked at the rekindled sun tower in the sky. Its eyes were filled with blessings and expectations, but they were not expectations for itself.

it says:

"I'm about to die. Ever since I swallowed Seth, I have been tortured every day. My flesh and blood have been twisted, my soul has been polluted, and I have long been unclean.

I'm not qualified to be by Rukhma's side like this.

I dream of sending her to a wonderful new world where she no longer has to worry about the survival of this world and the arakkoa people.

That was the good life Rukhma deserved.

That's what the world owes her.

I will send my goddess to your wonderful-sounding world with a smile on her face, I will give her my last blessings, and then I will come back here.

I will die of old age where I was born."

In the cold wind whistling through the mountains and forests, Old Ansu whispered:

"Among the three life spirits born in this world, it is enough for Seth and I to sacrifice for it. My Rukhma deserves better.

So be it.

We make a deal! "