Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Arygos's sudden outburst caught the two queens and the old blue dragon Senegos off guard.

They were too late to stop the blue dragon prince who had already planned it, and Odin's angry strike was also interfered with. This meant that Arregos's escape was coordinated by the other party.

The situation has become serious enough to be seen at a glance.

The Red Dragon Queen ran to save her tribesmen who were seriously injured by Aregos, and the blue dragons, dragonmen and followers of various races who followed Aregos in the blue dragon position were also immediately controlled.

Even though they keep shouting injustice.

But the current situation is definitely no longer something that can be excused with just one or two words of grievance.

"The good news is that the charging of the Focusing Iris has been interrupted before. Without the help of other blue dragons, it will take at least several days for Aregos to complete the charging alone."

Ten minutes later, in the cave where Spellweaver slept, the serious-looking old blue dragon Senegos said to the green dragon queen and Black:

"But the bad news is, if I remember correctly, there should be a Titan energy source directly connected to the Forge of Will in Ulduar City, if Aregos uses that thing to charge the Focusing Iris."

"No, don't scare yourself."

Compared to Ysera, whose expression changed greatly, Black, who was holding a pipe in his mouth, acted very calmly. He seemed to be checking the time with a pocket watch in his hand, and said to Senegos:

"The energy source activation device of Ulduar is in the laboratory of the wisdom guardian Mimiron. That place has been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years. With Arygos's seemingly not very smart mind, it can do it in a short time. Uncertain.

So the reality is that it looks bad, but there is actually a chance of recovery. The premise is that you have to help with your heart. I mean, don't make any more selfish moves.

The Heroic Spirit Corps has assembled and pulled out their Heroic Spirit Harpoon Cannon, which is specially designed to deal with large creatures. I don't think I need to exaggerate the threat to tell you who that thing is used to deal with. "

Ysera remained silent, while the old blue dragon shook its head and sighed. It looked back at the sleeping Malygos and said:

"Right now, I care more about my poor brother than the City of Titans, which has suffered another mental torture. I'm afraid that the betrayal from my son will break Malygos's mind.

During these ten thousand years, his mind has been tortured by the pain of the past. He regards all the sufferings encountered by the Blue Dragon Legion as his own mistakes, which makes his mind in danger.

Black, magical mortal, can you awaken my brother from this nightmare? "

"There is a way."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said:

"But I can't do it. I'm waiting for my lover to arrive. The despair of the Spellweaver is just a piece of cake in her eyes.

But as You said, for a creature like Malygos, the torture of the void can be overcome and resisted, but betrayal from relatives will definitely make this emotional old dragon overwhelmed.

So I think we have to arrange everything before it wakes up. I mean, who should be the next King of Magic and who should be in charge after the Focusing Iris is recaptured.

I heard that the king-selection ceremony of the blue dragons will go through a very strange celestial phenomenon called the "Embrace of Two Moons". According to the calculations of my Lich Mentor who observes celestial phenomena at night, next month, it will hang in the sky of Azeroth. The 'Blue Boy' and the 'White Lady' will have an intersection, and then there will be a wonderful scene of the Double Moon Embrace.

So, if we act fast enough, maybe the new Blue Dragon Queen will be able to take up her duties next month, what do you think? Lord Senegos. "

In fact, Senegos could completely understand who the "Blue Dragon Queen" Black was referring to without the need for the stinking pirate's winks and hints. However, while the old blue dragon felt proud of his granddaughter, he was also full of worries.

It glanced at Spellweaver, shook its head and said:

"No, she is too young and has not even gone through her coming-of-age ceremony, and we should wait until Malygos wakes up to make a decision about this matter.

I believe that my brother, who is always wise, has already made up his mind. "

"Well, it's up to you."

Blake really couldn't accept the procrastination style of the blue dragon. It was just choosing the king. It was such a simple thing, but it had to be approved by an old dragon king who was obviously showing signs of madness.

Enough of this formalism!

The smelly pirate curled his lips, crossed his arms, and said in a long voice:

“But I made my attitude clear in advance. In principle, except for the dragon hero Stellagosa, I will not accept other blue dragons to become the next ‘Spellweaver’.

Of course, this is just my attitude, you can use it as a reference, but the decision-making power is all in your hands. Well, my lover has arrived, let me greet her. "

After saying that, the pirate walked out of the cave with his pipe in his mouth. Senegos and Ysera looked at each other and followed Black out.

Under a hillside in the snow-covered snow flow plain outside the cave, with the slight vibration of the ground, under the surprised gaze of a group of giant dragons, several cave lords as huge and as strong as hills emerged from the pile. It climbed out quietly under the snow.

These terrifying predators born in the underground world glanced at the giant dragons in front of them that had soared into the air and made attacking movements with a cold look that the Zerg should have.

There is no fear in their insect eyes, and there is even a hint of contempt.

The entrance to the underground kingdom, the city of Azjol Nerub, is on the edge of the Dragonblight. It is also the habitat of the dragons. They have had friction and conflict with these large winged lizards more than once in the past long time.

Although there has never been a clear winner in the battle between the earth and the sky, what is certain is that in the past countless times, these majestic lizards have never defeated the king of the underground world!

They should be grateful for their wings.

If that wasn't available, dragons might as well be added to the Crypt Lord's delicious menu.

However, these powerful crypt lords are just the pathfinders and pioneers before the arrival of the "big man". They control the spider demon Ankaha priests in dark but gorgeous robes, and they stand in a respectful posture to welcome them.

As the ground shook more violently, "Insect Swarm Archon" Lord Anub'Rekan emerged from the underground with a low roar. This most powerful underground king made Ysera clenched her fists.

The Awakened still remember that some unlucky young dragons in the Green Dragon Legion had their necks cut off by this guy in a dark night raid and were dragged underground.

But Anub'Rekhan only appeared today as a "king's chariot".

It represents no one.

Perhaps it can be said that what it carries today is the supreme glory of the insect swarm.

On the broad back of the underground king was placed a saddle decorated with bones, crystals, jewels, mysterious sacrificial vessels and the flag of the Aqir Empire.

It is said to be a saddle, but it is actually similar to a mobile tent.

Reclining in that tent was a strange lady whose upper body was an elf and whose lower body was a snake's tail.

She wore a dark robe, which did not conceal her snow-white skin and proud upper body in the dancing robe. She also wore a weird crown on her head, connected to a black gauze to cover her cheeks. Both eyes were covered.

But even if you can't see the face, judging from her temperament, you know that she is definitely a peerless beauty. She even has a majesty that is comparable to that of Queen Azshara and belongs to a superior person.

Several bold giant dragons flew into the sky in front of the ancient venerable, which was naturally regarded as a provocation.

The ancient venerable just raised his hand, and the young and reckless red dragons roared in the silent arrival of spiritual shocks. They regarded each other as enemies and began to attack their companions crazily in the air.

That ferocious posture was like encountering an enemy that would not stop fighting.

In just an instant, the scales of several red dragons were flying, and blood was dancing wildly.

"enough!"

The roar from the Life-Binder mixed with the majesty of the Dragon King, purified the void that enveloped the red dragon's mind. Under the pressure of the huge shadow flying across the snow, the Red Dragon Queen descended from the sky in a pounce gesture, The huge body was suspended in the low sky, and her burning eyes stared at the lazy beauty behind the Crypt Lord.

Separated by a layer of gauze, the two women's eyes met in the air.

The painful memories of the past appeared in front of Alexstrasza's eyes. Those shameful memories of being imprisoned and abused by the orcs were once again mobilized by invisible hands, just like a provocative sarcasm was projected into the will of the Red Dragon Queen.

There was no actual harm, but the provocative meaning was so obvious, it was like ruthlessly uncovering the most shameful scar of the noble Red Dragon Queen.

"You are a wretch with a dark heart, Alexstrasza. There is a terrible hole in your soul. You should not be in my eyes until you repair it."

The ancient venerable chuckled in a charming and hoarse tone and said:

"Those reckless and despicable orcs left a mark of shame on you, and you foolishly gave up your terrible weakness. I began to wonder how long it would take me to turn you into a dog immersed in the desire to mate?

Well, let me make a cautious guess.

Three hours?

Or half a day? "

"You can try it, evil!"

The Red Dragon Queen shook her head in the air. The ruby ​​seal under her neck swayed in the air and emitted warm light. She roared:

"Before you release your evil, I will purify you with the fire of life! Evil party of the void, you should not be in this place!"

"Okay, two respectable ladies, let's not argue. There are so many people watching."

Black's figure jumped and appeared in the middle of the Red Dragon Queen and the Ancient Venerable. He raised his hands to stop the provocation and quarrel between the two. Seeing the arrival of the little master, Xal'atath's mood suddenly improved.

She gave orders to the crypt lords and Ankaha priests in the language of the Zerg. While she was floating in the air, the Zerg pioneers with cold eyes and strong bodies fled away as quietly as she appeared. .

Xalatath swung her snake tail and approached Black, not caring about the surprised gazes of the dragons around her. She was very passionate and wanton and hugged, caressed and passionately kissed the stinky pirate in the gaze of a group of dragons.

That gesture made Ysera feel that if people like her were not here, these two idiots might put on a damn show in the ice and snow.

"Ahem"

Senegos was indeed an ancient blue dragon, well-informed. He waited patiently for several minutes, then coughed and reminded:

"Maybe we should get down to business first before having fun?"

"Yes, do the right thing."

The stinky pirate took Xal'atath's arm and led his dark master to the cave where the Spellweaver was. When passing by Ysera the Awakener, Xal'atath, who was wearing a black gauze crown, snorted. , whispered:

"I heard about the things you and my little master did in dreams, but if it was just a dream, I could tolerate it, just treat it as if he had a traceless erotic dream.

But you can go no further, Awakened One!

This is not just a warning from me."

After saying that, Xal'atas followed the pirates into the cave arrogantly, leaving only a stunned Ysera.

The Green Dragon Queen is filled with surprise, wait a minute! You evil thing, please speak clearly to me! What do you mean what Blake and I did in the dream?

What were we doing in the dream?

I do not know how?

Damn it!

The gossip made up by the druids is getting more and more outrageous!

"Alexstrasza, where are you going?"

Ysera was furious, but she was a gentle queen after all. She explained to herself and didn't take it to heart. However, when she turned around, she saw the red dragon queen in human form pulling the red dragon prince Cara. Suss's hand walked towards the edge of the snow flow plain.

She breathed, her eyes blurred and her cheeks red. The Red Dragon Queen turned back, moved her body somewhat uncomfortably and said:

"Ahem, um, my lover and I will go out for a patrol. Say hello to the Spellweaver for me."

After saying that, the two guys left as if running away.

Ysera looked at her sister in surprise. After a few seconds, she seemed to understand something, and she was suddenly filled with awe of Xal'atath's unpredictable power.

Damn it!

When did that evil Void Party arouse Alexstrasza's desire? Could it be that just when their eyes were looking at each other, hiss, the threat she just made to the Red Dragon Queen was not a threat?

But stating a fact?

Also, what on earth did those damn orcs do to his sister!

With such anger and questions, the Awakened One returned to the Spell Weaver's cave. In just a few minutes, the Spell Weaver woke up from his deep sleep at the call of the ancient venerable.

How else can we say they are professionals?

"Don't move, Old Long. I'm going to 'take out' the seeds of corruption in your spirit. Your symptoms are very serious."

Under Xalatath's scolding, the awakened Malygos lay on the ground, allowing the ancient lord to use void magic to extract the corrupted thoughts from its forehead under its crystallized dragon horns.

Black was still there to "assist in treatment."

His treatment method is mainly dialogue, um, so this is called conversation therapy.

"Did you hear voices? It was like you were talking to yourself, but you knew it wasn't you."

The smelly pirate asked with his pipe in his mouth:

"Can you tell who that is? C'Thun? N'Zoth? Or Yogg-Saron?"

"I have no idea."

The Spellweaver said in an old voice that was extremely tired:

“I felt like I was trapped in a desperate hell filled with illusions and phantom sounds. They pulled out my past pain one by one and played them continuously in front of my eyes.

They tried to make me believe that if I followed the Voice of the Void I would have the power to achieve all my dreams.

They tempt me to abandon my duties.

They showed me one apocalypse after another, declaring that the Titans' plans for the stars had long since failed.

They say that we are heading towards a hopeless future and that every effort we make is sending us to hell. I almost... almost...

Oh my God, Arregos! "

"There is no doubt that they are trying to create a second 'Deathwing'."

Xal'atath withdrew the clouds of purple void air from Malygos's spirit, and said in a cold tone:

"They have chosen a perfect victim, Lord Spellweaver. The hole in your heart is more terrifying than that of your sisters. Everyone else has a hole in their heart, but you have a broken heart hidden in the hole.

I have enough reason to suspect that Deathwing's actions to destroy the Blue Dragon Legion were under their control. Deathwing was only their first masterpiece, but it was not the last.

They have enough patience to wait for the pain and despair in your heart to slowly ferment for ten thousand years. They know that they will eventually get a second World Destroyer.

I don’t know what name they will give you after you are reshaped by the void? "

"Blue Fury?"

The pirate rubbed his chin, and a word suddenly came out, which made Xal'atath stunned for a moment, and then the ancient venerable covered her mouth and chuckled. She smiled brightly and said:

"My little master is still talented in this area. I'm going to call it 'Wings of the End'. Now that the disease is cured, don't forget to pay the consultation fee and treatment fee later.

I know my little master likes these worldly things. "