Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Although Darkan Drasil has bad personal ethics and hypocritical character, his magical attainments are real.

In addition, the female assistant he "picked up" was also an official member of the Silver Moon Council. The assistance of the two spellcasting masters made the summoning ceremony arranged by Black at the Sunwell fast and effective.

He used five times more magic materials than usual to create a magic circle that was three times larger than the normal summoning ceremony, covering almost the entire hall of the Sunwell.

Once such a large magic circle is activated, the scale of the twisted void portal that can be torn apart is absolutely astonishing.

Even in Black's past career as a warlock, he had never presided over such a dangerous ritual, but thanks to his travels in the world of Draenor, the pirates experienced a real demonic invasion and learned many "little tricks" from the demons. Skill".

Therefore, the summoning ceremony in front of him was actually "improved" by him.

The effect is absolutely stunning.

"You two can get out."

After the ceremony was completed, Blake stood with his hands on his hips and admired the Sunwell itself surrounded by the magic circle of the summoning ceremony. The golden magic tide and the green corrosive atmosphere of the evil energy ceremony that had begun to operate complemented each other, making this gorgeous palace It was also tainted with a hint of evil charm.

The pirate said rudely to Darkan and his female assistant:

"Don't go out looking for death. The entire alliance and all the strong men named by the elves have basically been found. They are united and are being beaten by Queen Azshara.

The Queen is so powerful that she can naturally ignore the attacks of these warriors, but you can't. If you are targeted by any ruthless character, you will be doomed.

Although I despise the incompetence and cowardice of you rookies who have just joined the Queen's command, I also don't want to see my beloved Queen lose her newly acquired elf legion today. "

"Hey, please be polite!"

When had the female assistant beside Darkan ever been so angry?

Hearing Black's disdainful words, her hair suddenly exploded, but her fierce retort was ignored by the stinky pirate. The pirate didn't even look at her, just stared at Darkan who said nothing.

He said:

"Go back to your fiefdom of Dysholm. It is on the border between Quel'Thalas and the human kingdom. The location is very good and close to the coast. It can become the land border of the Deep Sea Empire.

Once the Sunwell is destroyed, the Quel'dorei are destined to have no energy to fight against you, a rebellious person, for a long time to come. They should seize the time to prepare their military affairs.

If you are defeated by elves or humans, I think that no matter how generous Her Majesty the Queen is, she will not choose to keep you as a waste.

Darkan, I know your ambition, and you also know that I am a prophet. I have witnessed countless tragedies belonging to you in countless futures.

You were born of ambition and you will die of greed.

So don't play tricks in front of me.

I'm watching you. "

Darkan actually had anger in his heart.

Just because he surrendered to Queen Azshara didn't mean that he could endure the cynicism of the Queen's captain of the bodyguard, but it was just that he was relatively deep in the city and could control his emotions.

However, after Blake revealed his "identity", the elf archmage who was extremely obsessed with power was horrified.

Perhaps it was because Black's command of the pirates to plunder Quel'Thalas was so eye-catching that he ignored the pirates' other, more terrifying identity.

After hearing Black's warning, Darkan breathed a sigh of relief. Instead of being angry, he bowed to the pirate seriously and saluted. He whispered:

"Then, thank you for your prophecy, Black Prophet, I will pay attention to my actions. I heard that you like wealth. After I return to Desom and settle down, I will give you my many years of collection as a reward for the prophecy. .

In addition, I hope to build a port on the coast of Desom for your elf pirates to dock. Even free pirates need supplies when they are wandering on the endless sea, right? "

"Well, I like smart people who have eyes and understand their needs."

Only then did Blake feel satisfied. He snorted and said:

"You and Anares can talk about this matter. This is the internal affairs of the elven faction. I won't interfere. Leave. I'm going to summon a very bad demon to come and put an end to this 'Kui Island Incident'.

Tsk tsk, our dear demons are indeed the 'professional scapegoats'. It is completely incongruous for any bad thing to end with their appearance. All bad things can be thrown at them. Even if they send personnel to explain the situation, it will not be a problem. No one will believe it, not to mention that demons never justify their actions.

Well, this is probably the charm of the villain.

I really like them. "

At Black's urging, Darkan retrieved the Deep Sea Scepter hovering over the Sunwell, interrupted the transmission of the Sunwell's magic power to Her Majesty the Queen, which had begun to be contaminated by the evil energy, and relied on this already stored scepter. The scepter filled with pure magic power opened a portal, and he and his female assistant disappeared into the place where the disaster was about to break out.

After they left, Blake stretched his shoulders and began to inject his magic power into the summoning ceremony in front of him, while Anweina, the Holy Spirit of the Sun, remained suspended behind Blake.

With a regretful, painful, awkward and complicated expression, she looked at the beautiful and majestic magic tide in front of her being polluted by the evil energy escaping from the evil energy portal that was opened little by little.

This feels like being demolished.

Not to mention how uncomfortable it is.

"I feel like you are going to cry. My dear Anweina, why bother? Think more about good things."

While controlling the magic power to activate this huge summoning ritual, Blake said hypocritically to the sad Holy Spirit of the Sun:

"You have not died, nor have you sacrificed yourself for this damn world. Although you will lose the home you have lived in for thousands of years, you will still get a more gorgeous and better home.

There will be many children there to play with you, and I can introduce you to my daughter and my sister, who will definitely like you very much.

You will have dedicated servants to serve you every day, brave lichs and countless strange-looking structures to protect your safety, and the price you have to pay for all this is just to help us take care of a tree. Tree.

That tree will also bring about true salvation for your favorite Quel'dorei children.

It seems that you and I have destroyed the hope and future of the elves, but we all know that this 'road of hope' will only lead them into the abyss.

You are saving them.

Just like a kind mother will take out her belt and beat her sons hard when they see their ineffective sons, the necessary lessons will not destroy your image of a 'loving mother'. "

"I know this is necessary."

Anweina pouted angrily and said:

"But can't I still be sad? You are simply a bad person. I don't understand why Sister Elune chose you to be her messenger."

"It's very simple."

The pirate snorted and poured the last bit of magic power into the summoning ritual, causing the palace-like evil light curtain in front of him to completely rotate.

While he outlined a strange starscape, he opened a portal to the demon world.

Blake took a step back, satisfied.

He rubbed his chin and admired his work. When he heard the excited roars of the demons and the footsteps running from far to near, he disappeared into the shadows bit by bit.

Before completely disappearing under the light, he said softly:

"Because there are many things that Ms. Elune's other two divine choices cannot do, such as the destruction and sadism in front of us, which is considered a heinous crime in any civilization.

How could heroes standing in the light do such terrible things?

Only someone like me, who is not afraid of dirty hands, can accomplish these disasters in the dark for Ms. Elune without any psychological burden. Do you know the funniest part of this matter? "

"Um?"

Anweina followed Blake into the shadows, and she made a confused nasal sound, as if she was expecting the pirate's answer.

Blake chuckled twice and said:

"The funniest thing is that once the great Moon God experienced the perfect 'service experience' that a bastard like me brought to her, she couldn't leave me.

Good guys can only do one thing, but bad guys often need to be good at everything.

I don't know if Lady Elune likes me, but there is no doubt that she needs me, that's all. If there is no painful darkness, no matter how happy the light is, it will be meaningless. "

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On the other side, in the ruins of the Sunwell palace complex that had been mostly razed, Queen Azshara, who was single-handedly tyrannizing the heroes of the entire alliance, suddenly felt the change in the nature of the Sunwell's magic power.

A top spell caster like her can often see the truth from the details. After feeling the faint aura of anxiety from the magic transmitted to her body, the Queen immediately realized that something was wrong at the Sunwell.

Fel energy is polluting the magic of the Sunwell!

Although the Queen had dabbled in the power of evil energy 10,000 years ago, as a spellcaster who has not been contaminated by evil energy, she obviously does not intend to continue to use magic power filled with evil energy at this time.

This would add even more bad "decoration" to her already "bad" appearance.

Her Majesty the Queen, who had already been "reconstructed once" by that bad doctor N'Zos, was not going to let herself grow another pair of funny devil horns.

So she acted decisively and grabbed a huge amount of magic power at once, and while the bruised and swollen heroes stared in shock, she released a large-scale arcane restriction in one breath.

The extremely docile magic in Azshara's hands became violent and ruthless as soon as it was released. The cold and arrogant queen poured the terrifying magic into the ground, and then erupted in the form of spikes in all directions.

Except for the highly mobile Windrunner mother who used the power given by the Lich King at the last moment to transform into a death banshee and fly high into the sky to escape the confinement, the other players were all hit almost simultaneously.

The expanded arcane power turned into a round mana restraint, lifting these guys into the air one by one, and using superb and almost truthful spell-casting skills to forcibly "contain" them, making them unable to resist, just like the Lich King. Amazing group attack tactics.

Of course, there are also very hard-core ruthless people among this group of warriors who have been besieging Azshara for nearly ten minutes.

For example, the members of the Grand Wizard Guild, although they were also hit by arcane imprisonment, these guys were all talents, and they quickly used their own unique skills to break the Queen's imprisonment.

Another example is the Draenei garrison general, Mr. Maraad, who relied on the immovable seal of the World Ring to avoid the Queen's attack.

This tall and silent defensive officer was also the only attacker among everyone present who had no injuries on his body.

The Immovable Seal, which abandoned all attacks and focused on defense and protection, was really buggy. Even Queen Azshara would have to work hard to break through this layer of defense.

The Great Lightforged Knights summoned the Holy Light to condense the Holy Shield and broke the restriction, but that was all.

After most of the combat power was imprisoned and lost resistance, Queen Rao Shi disconnected herself from the contaminated magic power of the Sunwell in the next moment and returned to the "normal form". There was no suspense in this battle.

"My subjects, you performed quite well. I am very satisfied with today's competition."

Queen Azshara returned from the fighting posture to her usual graceful and luxurious kingly posture in a second. She returned to her luxurious crystal shell chariot and lazily walked in a "warm-up" posture. Raising her hand, she said to the people staring at her:

"You have proven to me that you have plenty of martial virtue. Unfortunately, your understanding of power is obviously lacking. You are united together, but you are still easily defeated by me. This may teach you a little lesson. .

My little darlings, I have just learned a few wisecracks from my loyal and humorous Captain of the Guard, and perhaps I should give them to you here to end this ceremony.

I am cruel enough to make you truly realize your place in the food chain of this world.

Welcome to the bottom of the food chain, beware of predators that can eat you up in one bite.

Ha ha ha ha"

The Queen laughed, the snake-like tentacles on her forehead swayed, and then looked at the Sunwell behind her where the light dimmed, and she said:

"Look, that green light, I saw such light ten thousand years ago, it was such a painful memory.

I was too arrogant at that time, and the emperor who had never experienced setbacks thought that I had everything under control. However, it turns out that I may be the most powerful being in the world.

But I still can't control the situation.

I think my prophet in black has predicted to you this disaster that will happen ten thousand years later, but you don’t seem to care about it. You seem to think that the enemies from the stars who defeated the Elf Empire are nothing more than that.

Gee, it’s exactly the same arrogance as I was back then. However, I still had the power to resist back then.

But do you have it now? "

Azshara shook her head.

She seemed to have no intention of intervening in the following events. At her summons, dozens of Naga War Matrons carrying weapons and full of momentum came from all over the place and respectfully raised the royal chariot for the Queen.

When she was about to leave this barren land, the Queen looked back at the guys behind her for the last time and said:

"The Burning Legion is coming back, and I'm about to talk to their leader about the promise I didn't get from them ten thousand years ago.

To this day, I still long to meet Lord Sargeras and seek justice from him for being deceived.

My weak subjects, I declare here today the return of the Elven Empire, and if you feel that you are unable to stand against the Destroyer of the Stars, then you must only offer your loyalty to me.

As an emperor, I have the obligation to protect those weak subjects who cannot protect themselves.

This is your Queen's last act of kindness to you.

And, my dear Elisande, where are you going? I forgive others because they are ignorant and do not know the cost of disobeying Me, but you are different.

You knew that the things you did would make me unhappy, but you still did them.

Such arrogant rebellion requires a disciplinary response.”

Before the Queen finished speaking, Elisande, who had been tortured by the Queen in the previous super-powerful explosion and completely lost her confidence, could not care more at this time.

She forcibly activated the most powerful teleportation of the Scepter of Sargeras, trying to send herself out of this place of death.

She succeeded.

The spatial displacement of the scepter caused her to be sent out of the battlefield in front of the Queen in the next second, and she let out a sigh of relief as she entered the familiar space rift.

Ah, I had a hard time surviving today.

The next moment, the Grand Magister planned to step out of the rift and return to his loyal Suramar. However, when the spatial rift was eliminated, what came into view was not the familiar and magnificent cityscape of Suramar.

What appeared in front of her was the ocean. She was on a strange beach, and she could feel the pollution erupting from the Sunwell behind her without looking back.

Damn it!

Couldn't escape by myself

"puff"

Pain and blood quietly erupted in the next moment.

The Grand Mage lowered his head in confusion and looked at the bloody, golden, gorgeous and vulgar serrated blade of a pirate scimitar that "grew" out from his chest.

This blow carried the vengeful execution from the blood-drinker Malus and the peak assassination skills of an uncrowned master. It came so fast and hard that the Grand Magister had no time to react.

"Hey, I reminded you before, this staff has been tampered with by me."

Black put his hand on the Grand Magister's shoulder. He leaned behind the trembling Elisande and said in his ear:

"You're not really going to turn a deaf ear, are you?"

"Tsk, tsk, as expected, weakness is not an obstacle to survival, your unwarranted arrogance is, my Madam Grand Magister, let me remind you again.

I am a very cautious person. "