Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1494 127. Now please give a speech from the professional scapegoat of Twisted Void: Listen to me and thank you.

"Who the hell is he talking to?"

In the main hall of the Sunwell, Darkan's female assistant was constantly absorbing pure magic power to gain strength, while looking at the smelly pirate at the other end of the hall who was talking to himself with strange eyes.

She whispered to Darkan beside her:

"Sir, is that guy crazy?"

"Shh! You can't say that about him. That guy is Queen Azshara's human favorite, or it would be more appropriate to call him a 'pet'."

Darkan immediately stopped the female assistant's nonsense.

He was also seizing the time to draw strength from the magic flow in front of him. He glanced at Blake again, was silent for a few seconds, and said to the female assistant in an aggravated tone:

"But you are right. From his past deeds, we have enough reasons to infer that he is a real madman. This guy feels like a metronome bomb that is about to explode at any time.

We need to stay away from him.

Perhaps madness is also contagious. "

"Um."

The female assistant nodded in agreement, and the two guys changed places, further away from Blake, and continued to absorb and devour the magic power.

But the pirates paid no attention to these two guys.

He is still trying to persuade Anweina to move. This is the real top priority.

"Can you really cure addiction?"

The Holy Spirit of the Sun, who could only be seen by Blake, stared at the pirate with a distrustful but already wavering look. Although she had seen very few people since her birth, she could tell the strength of this guy from the mellow strength of the pirate. It's a big deal.

If he can maintain his sanity while possessing such a huge void power, you know how powerful he is.

Faced with Anweina's doubts, the pirate did not say whether he could do it, nor did he make any exaggerated promises. He just calmly took out an empty bottle from his bag, tossed it in his hand, and then The cork was opened and placed in front of Anweina.

"Eeeeeeeee! This smell!"

Anweina, who was born as the remaining blood of the world, immediately "smelled" the strange smell in the water bottle in Blake's hand.

It was a smell that made her feel warm and secure, and she couldn't help but want to pursue it. It was like the smell of "home".

"Is this the water from the Well of Eternity?"

Sun Holy Spirit widened his eyes and asked in surprise:

"Is there any eternal well water left in this world?"

"Yes, and it is the essence of a bottle of pure eternal water."

Blake proudly threw the bottle and said to Anweina:

"My mentor and I. Well, I feel bad when I mention her. She broke my heart a lot today! But she is indeed very powerful. After careful calculations with her, the water from the eternal well in my hand can be diluted into A lake.

You will definitely feel more comfortable there than here, and you will become stronger after returning to the origin of the 'blood of the world'.

This way you can better protect your elf babies.

I also got a magical seed, and we are planning to plant that seed in the magic well we are about to build. The fruit that can be born from that seed will have powerful effects.

It can instantly eliminate an elf's addiction to magic, completely curing it without any sequelae.

It can also be used as a raw material and combined with other materials to make short-term potions on a large scale, allowing the poor elves who are tortured by magic addiction to spend decades of leisurely time.

This is my great plan, my dear Anweina.

Even without you, my plan can already be implemented, but I feel that if you participate, it will definitely make the tree grow faster and healthier.

After all, that is the last Akandor seed left in the world. If we accidentally break it, the elves will be doomed. "

The stinky pirate made a gesture of cutting his throat to express the miserable result, and in the eyes of Darkan and his female assistant, Blake, who was talking to himself, seemed to be getting more and more crazy.

"So, I now officially invite you to join my big plan, my Ms. Anweina, you love these elves, I can feel it.

You really consider yourself their mother, although your birth is more of the afterglow of the Elf Empire. Technically, you should call Queen Azshara mother.

But how you position yourself is your business, and I am not in the mood to provide you with psychological counseling. After all, my dark wisdom is very expensive, and you may not be able to afford it.

Let’s get straight to the point. "

Blake spread his arms and said to Anweina:

"Do you want to come with me?

As a friendly reminder, Queen Azshara is absorbing magic power faster and faster. It seems that the battle outside is about to be decided. If she continues to absorb it like this, she will discover your existence.

If you don't come with me, you will have no choice but to go with her.

In fact, this is not bad. With Azshara's attachment to the Well of Eternity, she will definitely treat you as her 'little cutie' and support you with all her heart."

"don't want!"

Anweina screamed, as if she was frightened, and said tremblingly:

"That bad woman smells terrible. She must have been living with a terrifying monster for a long time. I will be eaten in one bite.

I'll go with you!

But you have to swear you won't hurt me. "

"Okay, just swear, it's so simple."

Blake put his fingers up to his forehead, and was about to make up some random lies to fool the pure Sun Spirit in front of him, but he didn't expect that the stupid Anweina seemed to have an enlightenment at this moment.

She pointed to the sky and said:

"You must swear to the moon!"

"???"

The smelly pirate was stunned for a moment and said:

"Can't I swear to the sun?"

"no!"

Anweina said stubbornly:

"You smell like moonlight. There is a deep connection between you and the moon. You must swear to the moon. I know that such an oath is binding on you, otherwise I will not believe anything you say."

"Your eyes are really sharp, but can you change them?"

Blake rubbed his teeth and said:

"I swear in the name of my father, okay? If I fail to fulfill my oath, I will let my father break a leg or something when he wakes up at night."

"no!"

Anweina shook her head and said:

"This is my only request. If you don't swear by the moon, it's fine. You swear by the void! That's also valid."

"Forget it."

The pirate rolled his eyes.

My heart said that this seemingly pure spirit must be black inside when cut open.

Swear to the void?

She also dared to say that if something went wrong, Blake would be waiting for eyes and tentacles to grow all over his body.

Hmm, is this the legendary natural black?

At Anweina's request, Blake reluctantly swore an oath in the name of the Moon Goddess. He would not do anything detrimental to Anweina, and would do his best to protect Anweina's safety when encountering danger. .

But he had the character not to suffer any loss. After he swore the oath, he asked Anweina to also swear to the moonlight that she would help Blake with his work and not engage in any cheating operations.

Anweina was not afraid and swore simply.

The next moment, a bright moonlight flashed across the hall of the Sunwell, and the crescent moon emblems on Anweina's spiritual body's forehead and Blake's left finger shone brightly and flickered.

It means that the moon god has witnessed their oath.

Under Blake's surprised gaze, Anweina was still listening, as if there was an invisible presence speaking to her. After a few seconds, the Sun Spirit nodded vigorously and waved goodbye to the sky.

Then, she proudly put her hands on her hips, hovering in front of the pirate's eyes, and said to Blake:

"Lord Moon Goddess said it! As long as I help you complete the redemption of your addiction to elves, she will take me into her domain. Hehe, she said that there is no title of 'God of Elves' in her priesthood. She wants to Help me get that priesthood.

He also told me to come to you if I need anything.

Lord Elune says that you are one of His spokesmen in the material world. "

"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

The pirate squinted his eyes and said suspiciously:

"Why didn't I hear the oracle from the moon god?"

Before he finished speaking, a line of text popped up on the character card in front of him: Ms. Elune hopes that Anweina can grow up safely under your protection. She is very important to the future elf civilization.

"Well, after running errands according to the order, I am now asked to take care of the children."

Blake looked at the sky with a headache and said:

"Do you have any misunderstanding about my strength? I really can't do this kind of thing."

Unfortunately, the Moon God did not give Blake a channel to appeal. As the moonlight dimmed, Anweina finally let go of her guard against Blake.

She looked at the "home" in front of her with great nostalgia, where she had lived for thousands of years, and felt very reluctant to leave it. However, she thought that she could find a way for the elves to get rid of their magic addiction, and she soon became full of expectations. Become full of energy.

"Then shall we leave now?"

Anweina floated next to Blake, and she asked:

"Don't you have to worry about the bad women outside?"

"Queen Azshara has always done things in a measured way, and she doesn't need us to worry about her, but I have a doubt."

Blake picked up his pipe and said to Anweina:

"You are a spirit born in the sunwell. If you leave, will this magic well lose its power?"

"It will not happen."

Anweina shook her head and waved her hands, and explained to Blake seriously:

"The magic of this magic well comes from the small half-bottle of eternal well water diluted by Dath'Rema. It is connected to the world's magic network and will not go to waste just because I leave.

But if I weren't here to preside over it, the magic tide in the Sunwell would become very violent and uncontrollable, and it would be difficult for such a magic well to maintain the transmission of magic power to the magic nodes throughout Quel'Thalas.

Probably only a mage as powerful as the bad woman outside can capture the magic power here and use it in battle. "

Speaking of this, Anweina said with some worry:

"If I weren't here to guard it, when those bad demons come again, this well would easily fall into their hands. Once its magic power is contaminated, it will be transmitted to all directions through the magic network.

The well that brought hope and happiness to the Quel'dorei would also become the source of their disaster. "

"It's so serious."

Blake showed a very hypocritical expression of fear. He thought for a while and said to Anweina:

"I suddenly had a good idea. Let's blow it up and avoid future troubles!"

"this"

Anweina was shocked by this proposal.

It took her several seconds before she grabbed the pirate's collar, swayed wildly and screamed:

"Are you crazy? Once the magic of this sunwell goes out of control, the entire island of Kui will be destroyed! And without the sunwell, the Quel'dorei will"

Halfway through her words, Anweina suddenly fell silent.

Only then did she understand what Blake really meant.

Regardless of whether she is here or not, as long as the Sunwell still exists, the Quel'dorei elves will not give up absorbing the magic of this magic well. Nearly seven thousand years of magical cultivation have made the Quel'dorei regard magic as life and even It is part of the civilizational tradition.

The only difference between them and the Nightborne is that the Nightborne drink magic wine, while the Quel'dorei draw the magic directly from the Sunwell. There is essentially no difference between them.

"Look, you understand too."

The pirate grinned, took something out of his pocket and threw it on the ground, saying:

"Blowing it up would be better for everyone, believe me. Their real hope is in your hands and mine, and we know it's the right thing to do, so there's nothing to worry about."

"All right."

Anweina nodded with a complicated mood, but she was soon attracted by the magic materials thrown by Blake. She said in surprise:

"Hey, so many soul stones! Isn't this an evil material used by warlocks? What are you going to do?"

"What else can you do?"

The stinky pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"Of course, we blew up the Sunwell to clear ourselves. I don't want to bear the title of 'Destroyer of Elf Civilization', otherwise my sister and my mentor will definitely kill me.

In order to make those idiots realize the seriousness of certain problems, and in order to once again fulfill the accurate predictions of the prophet, we have to give this sabotage a very reasonable appearance.

Hello!

You two! "

Blake blew out a smoke ring and looked back at Darkan and his female assistant who were secretly inhaling magic power. He said angrily:

"As spellcasters under Queen Azshara, do you know warlock magic? Can you summon demons?"

"Who are you looking down on?"

Darkan's female assistant said angrily:

"We, the Silver Moon Council. Ahem, to be loyal to Her Majesty the Queen, we must be proficient in all kinds of magic! We must also be able to use warlock magic."

"That's okay, come here and help me create a demon portal here."

Black waved his finger, looking like a bossy foreman. Darkan shook his head. He stopped the female assistant's anger and calmly stepped forward to take a look at the boxes of magic materials thrown out by the smelly pirates.

Darkan suddenly frowned and said:

"A demon portal doesn't use so many materials, right? And what about the energy that powers the portal? What are you going to use?"

"Use this!"

The pirate pointed to the Sunwell, which was shining with golden light in front of him.

There was a gleam of madness and confusion in his eyes, and he rubbed his hands again and said:

“I’ve actually always been curious, if we use the Sunwell as an energy source, what kind of huge twisted void portal can we summon?

Can it lead directly to Argus, the legion’s base camp?

Can Kil'jaeden or Archimonde be lured over? At the very least, there should be a big devil at the level of a destroyer, right? "

"Are you going to summon the Burning Legion here?"

Even though Darkan had already decided that Black was a lunatic, when he heard what the pirate described with his own ears, he still felt that his ears were blind.

Is this a job that people can do?

You still think Kuidao is not lively enough now, right?

And if you really want to summon demons to play a big game, then why did you waste time and effort to kill the Dreadlord who sneaked into the Sunwell before?

Isn’t this taking off that thing and that thing!

"Look at your stupid and cowardly eyes. If you want to win Queen Azshara's favor by working under her, you must make ingenious contributions!

It's terrible if you continue like this.

It is estimated that he will not survive more than half a year before he will be eaten to the bone by those war matrons who are like wolves and tigers. "

Blake snorted, patted the dull Darkan on the shoulder, and said:

"Stop talking nonsense, let's help now. We don't have much time, so we must do it as soon as possible. I'll summon a few professionals first, and you can lay out the summoning materials first.

If something goes wrong, haha, think carefully about how you should explain it to the Queen! "

"wait!"

Darkan grabbed Black's sleeve and asked in a low voice:

"Are you sure this is an order from Her Majesty the Queen? This doesn't look like a crazy decision that the Queen can make! Are you pretending to convey the order?"

"What are you talking about!"

Blake slapped Darkan's hand away and said:

"This is indeed not an order from the Queen, but believe me, Lord Darkan, the wise Queen will understand our difficulties, and as long as the loyal me needs it, the generous Your Majesty will definitely issue this order personally.

I am the Queen's court favorite, and no one knows her better than me.

trust me.

That's right. "