Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The dark and evil ancient lord had just ordered his swarm of violent insects to destroy the ancient capital of Ankhet, creating an appalling and horrific massacre. Immediately, the Nerubian King over there took the initiative to offer his loyalty.

Blake was amazed by this "flexible bottom line" and extreme survivalist guy.

He did not follow the Lich King and his servants to sweep away this ancient Nerubian capital. Instead, he followed Xal'atath to the small underground city on the other side of Ankahet City to participate in the "surrender" of the Nerubians. ceremony.

He wanted to see who the Nerubian King was with such "general knowledge".

Is this the guy I know?

Then Blake saw a crypt lord who was very similar to Anub'arak, swaying a huge beetle body, leading a group of spider demon casters out of the black dungeon that was covered with spider webs.

"Anub'Rekan, it is indeed it."

Blake recognized this guy's identity when he saw the iconic dark halo like a crown around him.

This guy is the second strongest among all the crypt lords after "Underground King" Anub'arak, and he is also a cunning man. The city he rules is just below the ancient capital of Ankhet.

It was the "border city" of the entire underground kingdom of Azjol Nerub. It was also the first Nerubian stronghold that the underground tunnels of Dragonblight led to. It was the beginning of the extensive underground network that the Nerubians established under the frozen soil. starting point.

Its terrain strategic value is extremely important.

But now, with the death of Anub'arak, the fall of the ancient capital of Ankhet, and the rebellion of Anub'rakan, the underground kingdom of Azjol Nerub lost one-fifth of its territory in an instant.

What was even more disastrous was that both this war and this victory came so suddenly.

As a result, the spider demons had no time to block and cut off the underground network connected to each other by tunnels and spider webs. Their largest strategic location was completely open to the coalition forces of the Ancient Lord and the Lich King.

The countdown to the fall and destruction of the Spider Demon Kingdom has begun.

"Great Ancient God, after millions and millions of years, you have once again come to your loyal underground world. Your servants have been waiting and searching hard in the darkness until now.

finally

We finally return to your dark and warm embrace again. "

The Crypt Lord who commanded the Nerubian Spellcasters and ran out to surrender looked like a well-spoken bastard. He lay in a very respectful manner at the feet of the Ancient Lord who was personally protected by the Supreme Lord Korvan.

The insect's eyes, which were exactly the same as those of the brave Anub'arak, showed no persistence as a leader. Instead, they were filled with a fanatical worship. In a low tone, it expressed its love to the ancient venerable in the language of the insect people extremely flatteringly. obey.

He even brought out the dark beliefs of the ancient empire to endorse himself.

But how could such a little trick be hidden from Xal'atath, who was born in the void?

The ancient venerable just sneered and did not express much about the surrender of the spider demon king in front of him.

The reason is very simple.

If this insect truly agreed with the ancient beliefs of the insect people and regarded Xal'atath as the only true god, then when Xal'atath appeared in the underground kingdom just now and was ambushed by Anub'arak, it should have commanded He led his men to come to "rescue" him.

We have to wait until Ankhet is destroyed in the bloody war, we have to see the extremely powerful Anub'arak die under the sword of the Lich King, we have to be sure that the power of the invaders in front of us has surpassed the nerubians. After reaching the upper limit of resistance, he hurriedly came to surrender.

This is clearly the behavior of villains on both sides of the snake and mouse.

But this can also tell something.

That is the guy in front of him who is as powerful as Anub'arak. He is a very smart and qualified leader who knows how to assess the situation. He has the first-class wisdom among the insect people.

This is exactly the kind of subordinate Xal'atath needs to rebuild the Dark Empire.

Of course, the premise is that the smart and cunning insect in front of you must know what the ancient venerable really wants.

It had to come up with some 'tributes' that could please Xal'atath before it could ask the Ancient Lord to allow it and its subjects to return to the embrace of the Dark Empire.

Behind Xalatath, Black also looked at the Nerubian King in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze. He was also curious about what methods this cunning crypt lord would use to try to save his own life.

Black knew that in another timeline, it was the unlucky Anub'rakhan who was the first to be defeated by the Lich King's sword, becoming the vanguard general of the Scourge and the cause of the destruction of the Nerubian Kingdom. So.

But in this current history, Anub'arak, who was stronger than it, helped it survive the thunder, which actually allowed this guy to avoid death.

Xal'atath's sneer and silence made the crypt lord who surrendered feel the pressure, so it spread out its insect claws like a heavy-edged sickle in a more respectful manner, just like a human being throwing his body to the ground.

It pointed its sharp horns like those of a rhinoceros and a stag beetle on the ground, not daring to look at the majesty of the ancient venerable, and whispered:

"O great god, your loyal servants dare not hide the sins we have committed in the past. During the long time you left your loyal servants, there were false gods from the deep underground who tried to seize the entire spider of Azjol Nerub. Belief in demons.

The hypocritical alien god constantly uses the power from the void to lure ignorant people into falling under its command.

Deep in Ankhet, the oldest and greatest city of the nerubians, there are even heralds from alien gods conveying deviant teachings to the false gods.

How blasphemous.

But as your loyal servant, I firmly maintain the last piety for you. There has never been a whisper from Yogg-Saron in the city under my rule, nor has any nerubian fallen under his command.

Not only that, great ancient lord, in order to express our sincerity to you, just now, we captured the Void Herald who escaped from the city of Ankahet that suffered your wrath.

We will sacrifice the humble Messenger of the Ability God to you as a tribute for the return of the Neyou Spider Demon to the great empire!

Bring it up! "

Following Anub'Rekhan's low scolding, a dozen or so spider demon casters wearing dark golden robes used chains formed by shadow magic to pull a particularly large Void Faceless Commander to Sasha. In front of Ratas.

The faceless man was injured, probably slashed by the Mantid Hero.

It bleeds profusely.

But the twisted flesh and blood kept rolling and twitching to recover its injuries.

It was struggling in the shadow cage created by the spider demons, and the Shasiyar language full of void impact was continuously shouted out by the faceless herald, which seemed to be scolding the spider demons for their madness and rudeness.

These nerubians who have submitted to the Thousand Maws Yogg-Saron for thousands of years actually dare to raise weapons against the herald who represents the majesty of the Thousand Maws.

Are these guys crazy?

This scolding continued until it was sent to Xal'atath.

After sensing Xal'atath's cold gaze and the looming void air field on him that once belonged to Y'Shaarj but has now been transformed and fused into a more peculiar power, Yogg-Saron's herald immediately It got quiet.

Not only was he calm, but he even felt desperate.

It’s over.

Although Lord Volaz, the loyal herald of the Ancient God, does not have eyes in the conventional sense.

But when it felt Xalatath's invisible gluttonous desire to devour, it knew that today it would usher in a disaster that would be extremely torturous even for void creatures.

It is going to sacrifice everything for its Thousand Maw Demon.

Well, give everything in a physical sense.

"Not bad."

After seeing the Void Herald who was imprisoned by the spider demons and brought to him tied up, the ancient venerable's mood suddenly improved.

Her alluring face showed a smile that was unparalleled in beauty but frightening.

She stretched out her hand and touched the sharp horn of Anub'rakan, the spider demon king, who was lying humbly on the ground in front of her. It was like some kind of recognition and some kind of blessing.

she says:

"I have seen your precious loyalty, and the swarm has also felt your desire to return to the empire. The nerubians are not hopeless after all. Your loyalty means that Azjol Nerub will be saved from destruction.

Go ahead.

Anub'rakhan, my Swarm Archon.

I will carry my imperial battle flag, command my endless insect swarm army, and go to every city in this underground kingdom to announce the return of the ancient lord to your people.

Gather those servants who are willing to return to the Dark Empire, and I will show you a new world belonging to the Dark Empire, and I will give you an eternal mission given by the void.

That will be the dark end of all glory. "

"As you command, Supreme Lord."

After feeling that Xal'atath had left the void mark of the Dark Empire on his soul, Anub'rakhan finally breathed a sigh of relief. Facts have proved that his "flexible decision" was correct.

It not only saved itself with a precise horizontal jump, but also saved the endangered spider demon kingdom.

Perhaps in the history recorded by the spider demons in later generations, he may be described as a racial hero who brought order to chaos in desperate times.

Thinking of this, the cunning crypt lord rolled his eyes again.

It looked at the ancient venerable Xalatas in front of it, and asked in a low voice:

"My supreme majesty, what should I do with those fools who are unwilling to return to the empire? Do you want me to execute in your name those rebels who have gone too far on the wrong path and cannot turn back?"

"No, how could I, who is so kind, do such cruel things to my servants?"

Xal'atath smiled, and she swam her snake body close to the trembling Void Herald. She said to the Crypt Lord behind her:

"I hand over the future choices to my subjects. This is the last mercy from the Supreme Lord. If they are unwilling to give up their wrong beliefs and return to the embrace of the empire, then let them survive in this dark underground with their barren hearts. Go down.

The enthusiastic Lich King will be happy to help me deal with the traitors belonging to the empire.

So be it.

I'm going to have a chat with my 'old friends' and go do your thing. "

"As you command, Supreme Lord."

Anub'rakhan glanced at the strange human Black Shaw who followed Xal'atath towards the herald of the Faceless Ones. He was a little confused as to why a lowly human was qualified to be so close to the ancient lord.

Perhaps sensing the Crypt Lord's doubts, the stinky pirate turned his head in a handsome manner, looked at the Crypt Lord and grinned.

This is a very chic, friendly and sunny smile.

The only problem was that while Blake was laughing, he threw a Void Blast at Anub'rakhan who was staring at him.

There was a loud bang, and the crypt lord felt that his forehead was rounded by a red-hot iron rod and hit hard. Although there was no substantial contact, it was just the collision and piercing of the spirit that made the powerful underground lord. The cave lord howled and took several steps back.

The strong cuticle on its head has cracks.

That is the "sequelae" caused by the mental explosion from the inside out. This move is most effective when the opponent is caught off guard. Of course, it is also possible that the impact of the void thrown by Black is a bit strong.

In short, after this blow, not only Anub'rakhan no longer dared to underestimate the stinky pirates, but all the bugs around him were instantly in awe.

He is worthy of being so doted on by the ancient venerable, a little human boy. His attainments in the Way of the Void are so superb. He is indeed a man with "extraordinary talents".

"Well, I feel like your minions are thinking something very rude about me."

Black didn't need to look at the "expression changes" of those bugs to guess what these bastards were thinking. He whispered to Xal'atas who was holding his arm:

"I think they are all looking down on the pirate prince of the Dark Empire. I think you should teach them a lesson. Why not exile them to the world of Argus to be scouts?

These guys with such rich imaginations, imagine that even if they are attacked by demons, they can still survive with their imaginations, right? "

"Let them want to go, rulers only need the loyalty of their subordinates, everything else belongs to themselves.

I am such a generous ruler, and perhaps it is because I never give them excessive orders that I get such enthusiastic love from the swarm. "

Xal'atath snorted, commented on himself shamelessly, and then looked at Herald Volaz, who was restrained in the shadows in front of him.

With her height in the form of a lamia, standing in front of this huge faceless commander, she was as small as an insect at the giant's feet. But when Xal'atath raised her head, the "void giant" in front of her was like carrying a mountain on its back. He suddenly fell to his knees.

The latter struggled and roared to get up.

Obviously he didn't want to be too embarrassed in front of the alien god Xal'atas.

But the ancient venerable just made a nasal sound, which was like thunder echoing on its chaotic soul, oppressing it and making it scream more miserable.

Precisely because he was born in the void, Volaz can understand better than other beings how irresistible the power represented by Xal'atath is.

“I occasionally have flashbacks to old times that made me feel bad.”

Xal'atath looked at the Void Herald who fell twitching and struggling in front of her. She put her hands on her waist and abdomen, and the flowing shadow covered the ancient lord with a cloak that was so dim that it had no boundaries.

She said expressionlessly to the screaming void creature in front of her:

"I can still think of the whole process of being eaten by my brothers when I first came to this world. Every bite on my body, every swallow that pulled my life away, and the whole process of being chewed alive. Despair and pain.

I thought I could forget.

But it turns out that I am indeed a woman who holds a grudge.

Go back and tell your master!

Let it take a good bath in Ulduar's cage, wash itself clean, put itself on the dinner plate, garnish with side dishes, and then serve it on the table, letting itself spread out with fragrance, so that I can be more beautiful. appetite.

I.

I will be trying this dish called ‘Revenge’ soon.

Poor thing.

Your soul can go away.

But your flesh and blood shall remain.

Before the big meal, I want to taste the 'side dishes', and remember to tell Yogg-Saron the desperate feeling of being bitten bit by bit and swallowed bit by bit. Don't miss anything.

In this way, it can be prepared in advance. "

After saying that, Xalatas raised his left hand and covered Blake's eyes beside him.

Amidst the increasingly miserable and frightening wails of the Faceless Void Man, the Ancient Venerable released his terrifying "Appearance of the Ancient God" under the awe-inspiring gaze of his servants, while speaking more and more gently into Blake's ear:

"Be good, close your eyes and don't look. My next meal will be a bit 'rude'. But I don't want you to hate me, my little master."

"Do not worry."

Black reached out his hand to cover his eyes, then held Xal'atas's waist and said:

"I will pretend that none of this happened. I said that you are perfect in my eyes now."