Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1382 15. I will make an offer that Old Man Shengguang cannot refuse [1620]

Faced with Black's bastard words, Priest Partrice adjusted her messed up collar in silence.

She glanced at the stinky pirate with a complicated expression, then picked up the staff in his hand at the signal from his eyes, followed the pirate's reminder just now, and threw a scorching punishment at the second paladin on her left.

This action is like a command and call, setting goals for other nervous paladins.

A few seconds later, the second disguised Nasrezim was killed on the spot in an angry burst of light from a group of paladins.

"Well done, you just killed one of your own. I really appreciate your courage. I hope you won't have nightmares tonight.

After all, that bastard's scream when he died really looked like a real human being."

The pirate showed a shining smile with eight teeth and gave Partrice a thumbs up. He pretended to raise his head and sniffed the air, and said:

"Hurry up and recruit a few warlocks who are willing to join the Holy Light Church to help defend.

This sacred place is almost defiled by the stench of demons, or let Dathrohan walk around here a few times with his shield that can reflect the face of demons.

To be honest, I really don’t think that what you should be wary of at this moment is me, a handsome and harmless pirate. What you should be wary of is the people around you.

Those who train with you, eat with you, enjoy together, those men and women who are close to you, everyone who passes by you may be a degenerate disguised as a demon.

You must keep your eyes open.

You must distinguish carefully.”

"That's enough, Blake, stop tempting these lads with your dark thoughts."

Old Fording's roar sounded from behind, interrupting Black's evil action of planting seeds of doubt in the minds of these Light Rod boys who had just witnessed the demon lurking.

The great knight glared at the stinky pirate and said in a deep voice:

"Follow me, Your Majesty wants to see you."

"Of course, of course, I'll come right away."

The pirate laughed, and before leaving, he shouted to the depressed paladins:

"There are two demons in the stable on the left who are discussing poisoning your horses. If you go fast enough, you can stop them.

Promise me you'll be tough when you strike, boys. "

Amidst the evil whistles, the stinky pirate was brought into the Holy Light's Hope Chapel as he wished after a few minutes.

He didn't even put on the shackles in a symbolic way, even though everyone along the way glared at him, and the pirate was so shameless, he didn't care about those various looks at all.

He didn't care at all about the whispers behind his back.

"You should transfer that lunatic Isorien back from Kul Tiras, seriously."

Black followed Old Fording towards the Pope's prayer room and sincerely suggested:

“In this precarious moment, we need a maniac with faith who is full of energy and shouts ‘burn the heretics’ every day to take charge of the overall situation.

If the task of hunting down demons is left to him, believe me, that fanatical radical can definitely catch all the hidden demons in the Holy Light's Hope Chapel within half a month.

The premise is that you can withstand the same number, or even three times the number of paladins and priests being tortured to death. "

"Are you sure you're giving useful advice and not just looking forward to having fun?"

Old Fording could only twitch his mouth at this crazy suggestion.

He said helplessly:

"That's enough, Black. The situation is bad enough. Don't add any more burden to our tired hearts. Ever since what happened in the Kingdom of Stormwind, everyone looks like a demon in disguise to me these days.

Last night when my family and I were having dinner, I almost broke my son's neck.

That stupid kid got a devil-worshiping emblem from nowhere and gave it to me as a collectible. I almost scared me to death on the spot. "

"Oh, then your symptoms are really serious."

Blake pretended to be concerned and said hypocritically:

"You have to quickly check the servants and guards in your home. If you can hand this kind of thing to your son, it is obviously those demons provoking you.

They are the best at this kind of thing, sowing dissension and so on.

If you don't act, your wife and son will definitely be harassed again.

How about I give you a suggestion? "

The pirate whispered:

"Little Tailan wants to be a naturalist. Why don't we send him to Nathalas College as an auditor now? My brother also goes to school there. They will definitely become good friends.

It just so happens that the student kitchen also needs a manager who can coordinate the overall situation. Those bastard students protested the unpalatable food in the cafeteria a few days ago and almost caused trouble.

But I don't blame them. I can only say that it was really negligent to leave the food issue to a lich. That idiot Kel'Thuzad didn't know who to listen to and actually hired a chef from Kul Tiras.

Mrs. Fording was born into a noble family and managed Hearthglen in an orderly manner, so she would have no problem doing this job. "

"This suggestion is quite good."

Old Fording was a little moved.

But this old man, who was exhausted mentally and physically by the situation of the past few days, did not agree immediately. He just sent Blake to the door of His Majesty's prayer room and whispered:

"Compared with my wife and children, Mograine's children need more attention, especially children like Raynor and Whitemane who have done wrong things. They have already been used by the devil once.

Your Majesty has personally checked the sanity of the two children, and the magic of spiritual guidance still remains in their minds.

We originally planned to send them to Dalaran Mage Castle on Fenris Island, but Master Antonidas's matter is short-lived. If there is still room for Narthalas Academy, I hope."

"Send them over."

Blake nodded seriously and said:

"It just so happens that Dean Blue Moon is preparing to open the seminary school next month. The Sisters of Elune have agreed to send moon priests to teach. We even invited Loa priests from Zandalari.

It wouldn’t look good if the Holy Light Church was absent.

I'm still waiting to see the exciting scene where the Paladins and Loa Priests fight against the Sisters of the Moon.

You choose an excellent priest or paladin to be stationed there, and send these two bad boys there who have tasted the forbidden fruit.

I guarantee that under the famous tactical bombardment and correction of our Nathalas Academy, they will definitely become good children under the light of the Holy Light.

Maybe he could become an ascetic monk with a pure heart and asceticism. "

After saying that, the pirate laughed and pushed open the door of the Pope's prayer room. When he stepped into it, he whispered to Old Fording:

"There was a high-ranking Nasrezim hiding in disguise in the church hall just now. She kept provoking me, thinking that I couldn't find her. But I won't tell you about the person who was wearing a white robe, short hair, and wearing a Who is the lady with the purple earrings and the holy book of light hanging around her waist?

My dear Fordring, the evil pirate will never help the righteous Paladin.

So, give up on this idea. "

Old Fording watched Black walk into the prayer room.

He shrugged, and the moment the door closed in front of him, he changed his expression to a solemn and angry expression, and rushed toward the chapel hall behind him with his war hammer in hand.

These all-pervasive demons

This is too much!

Ah, Holy Light, that damn devil in front of me who fell into the trap of the stinky pirates is worth fighting!

Please give me strength! ——

"Well, Old Fording didn't tell me that you were here, Mr. Prophet."

Blake saw the two old men in the prayer room. He looked awkwardly at the "apology gift" he had just taken out, scratched his head, and said to Fao and Viren in front of him:

"But I only prepared one gift. How about you two fight first? I will give this gift to whoever wins?"

"That's enough, Blake, your pirate jokes are getting worse and worse."

His Majesty Fa'ao waved his hands in a tired tone and said:

"Based on your perception, before you entered this church, you already knew that His Majesty Velen was here. You just wanted to have fun."

"Yes, Lord Black."

The old prophet Velen seemed to be still in his "travel to Azeroth's scenery". He was sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat with a smile, and the staff of the Redeemer was beside him.

The old guy stroked his white beard and said to Blake:

"Do you really think that His Majesty Fa'ao and I will fight over your gift?"

"That's not necessarily the case. This is a very precious thing."

Blake blinked. He picked up the box in his hand and opened it in front of the two priests. There was a small group of broken yellow crystals in the box, which seemed like useless garbage.

But after coming into contact with the holy light breath of Faol and Velen, the broken crystal fragments actually emitted a strange echo, suspended in the air with a strange chant, and formed circles of ripples of holy light.

This scene made Fao's eyes widen, but made Viren, who was smiling just now, look serious.

The old prophet was well-informed and could tell at a glance what the "gift" in the pirate's hands was. The Seal of the Draenei Leader on his forehead was shaking.

He asked seriously:

"Where did you find this fragment of the ancestor Naaru?"

"I can't say, but I say this is a gift, but it can only be given to one of you two."

The pirate looked at the broken crystal floating in front of him, and said with full malice:

"So, why don't you two fight first?"

"This is no joke, Blake, this is very serious."

Viren said in a deep voice:

"Even for those of us Draenei who live with the Naaru, the appearance of a strange Naaru is very important news, not to mention that I can feel the same long and sacred aura as Lord Adal from the fragment in front of me. .

It must be an ancient naaru born when the stars formed it.

Although His Excellency Adal has not revealed much about the history of Naaru's civilization, during the twenty-five thousand years of our relationship, I have also collected some obscure things from the few words of His Excellency Adal.

I guess that the originally united Naaru experienced a mysterious war in ancient times, and it was that war that led to the division of the Naaru.

This fragment in your hand

Could it be from? "

"Yes, she comes from the 'Light and Dark' war you guessed."

Blake grinned and said frankly:

"But the scale and location of that war are beyond your imagination. I can't reveal too much now. I can only tell you that this ancestor Naaru is different from other Naaru.

She has the uncanny ability to discern all hidden Nasrezim.

She hates the Dread Lords and their masters with a deep hatred. For the upcoming demonic war, her existence is an important force that can ensure the stability of the rear.

This is also my apology for the ‘inappropriate’ things I did in North County.

I hope that after one of you accepts this gift, you can forgive me for my previous 'little offense'. Although I personally led the birth and coronation of the Lich King, please believe me, sincerely, I still long for it. As a Templar Assassin, he continues to serve the cause of the Light. "

"What you did to Lothar makes people feel angry from the heart! Black."

Fa'ao clenched his fists and scolded the old man in a harsh tone that he had almost never seen before:

"You personally turned a great man into the Lord of Darkness. I can hardly imagine what terrible things Lothar would do in this world with the magic sword in his hand.

And all the massacres and crimes he committed were your part, Black! Can your soul really bear such heavy condemnation and pressure? "

"I feel okay."

The stinky pirate shrugged, looking heartless.

He rolled his eyes and looked at Fao, and said:

"On the contrary, His Majesty the Pope, even though you made an angry gesture and wanted to strangle me to death, you were actually able to convince yourself. You are different from other fools whose vision is blocked by the Holy Light. You should be able to Understanding what I did is the best outcome for Lothar.

The veteran didn't want to just sleep until the end of the world came and wiped everything he had built and everything he had protected into ruins.

If there is a chance to save everything, if I give him a choice, he will still curse and insult me, and then willingly pull out the sword

You see, Lothar's soul was protected by Odin, but Odin gave me access to North County instead.

The Lord of War could understand how great and necessary Lothar's sacrifice was.

I think you can fully understand all this. You just need a reason to convince yourself. So, do you need me to eloquently make up a reason for you on the spot that can make you accept this cruel reality with peace of mind? "

"No need!"

Fao shook his head. As Black said, the anger he showed was more out of morality than the fact that he was extremely angry at Black's misbehavior.

As Lothar's friend for many years, His Holiness the Pope can certainly understand the choice Lothar would make in this situation.

Seriously, Black is just a facilitator in this case.

The one who really made the decision was Lothar himself.

It can even be said that the appearance of pirates saved Lothar's precarious reputation and allowed the world to attribute all the blame for the fall of great men to Black.

"Tell me why you're here, Blake."

Mianxia said in a deep voice:

"Stop apologizing.

We are already very familiar with your style. You have given me such an expensive gift that I simply cannot refuse. What kind of support and help do you need from me and the Holy Light Church?

But before you say anything, I have to say it, I have to warn you, Blake! What happened in Beijun is the last time I will tolerate your perverse and evil behavior!

In the name of the Holy Light, I beg you, don’t force me to be against you! "

"For the last billion times, I understand."

Blake made an OK gesture, blinked his eyes, and said:

"Then please take a seat, please. Let's take a drink of water to calm down. I want to tell you my request."