Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"The power of the void is not as omnipotent as you think. Although it has the best corrosion and infection properties among these stars, every parasitism requires an intermediary carrier.

Just like you won't get sick easily if you don't come into contact with dirty things, Void can't implant the seed of corruption in you with just one look.

Especially for a creature as powerful as Malygos.

Even if it is corrupted by the cooperation of the ancient gods, under the protection of the Titan's authority, it is very difficult to lure it into corruption. "

In the ice crystal cave where the Spellweaver was, Black watched Xal'atath smash the corrupted thoughts extracted from Malygos's soul and will. He blew smoke rings and said to Ysera and Senegos:

"Even if Lord Malygos has terrible pain and suffering in his heart as a flaw that can be exploited, it still requires long-term exposure to infected things before it can be corroded to this point in a short period of time.

Deathwing's fall was because its underground lair was too close to the seal of the ancient gods, and Lord Malygos was infected by the void because there was a 'living bomb' beside it.

Do you guys understand what I mean? "

Ysera and Senegos nodded, knowing that Black was referring to Arygos.

But Ysera still had questions, she frowned and said:

“After Aregos, Karen, and my daughter Merinthra were rescued by you from the insect-man temple, I personally examined them in both reality and dream dimensions.

Although they showed signs of mental corruption due to being imprisoned by C'Thun for a long time, they were not infected by the void. I can be sure of this!

When did Aregos fall into the embrace of the void again?

If it's like this, then so is my daughter and Karen."

"No, it won't."

Blake and Xalatath almost unanimously rejected Ysera's terrible guess. The ancient sage leaned in Blake's arms like a bird, and she played with the little master's long golden hair and stretched it. The voice said:

"The dark power of C'Thun only showed the three dragons another path, but they resisted the corruption of the dark god with their own will.

However, after getting out of trouble, some people choose to forget the past and embrace the future, while others are immersed in pain and unable to extricate themselves.

Your daughter is the former, and Arygos is the latter.

Maybe this is because of the 'neurotic' tradition passed down from the blue dragons' ancestors, or maybe the blue dragons are too emotional. In short, I guess that Arygos has never gotten out of the shadow of being captured by the void.

It even began to actively study the power that had imprisoned it after escaping from the trap, perhaps because it longed for power, or perhaps it wanted to use knowledge to overcome fear.

But there is no doubt that it has chosen an area that it has no control over.

I think the Spellweaver should know this very well. You can tell by looking at its decadent appearance that it has put itself into a terrible situation. "

Xalatath's words made Ysera look at the depressed Malygos.

Spellweaver lay on the ground with its eyes closed. It seemed to feel Ysera's gaze. After a long silence, it whispered:

"Yes, Aregos asked me for help. My son told me that it could not forget the days and nights it was imprisoned in the darkness, and it wanted me to help it overcome the shadow.

So, I gave it the authority to learn the power of the void in the Demonic Nexus. My son became more cheerful day by day. I was very pleased. I felt that I had saved my loved ones.

But I didn't expect that it was just the beginning of a nightmare. "

"Although C'Thun is dead, I can't confirm whether the fragments of the ancient god's will still remain, but I estimate that Arygos may have secretly returned to the Silithus Desert.

Fortunately or unfortunately, it found something there it wasn't supposed to find. "

Blake hugged Xalatath and whispered:

"My little dark lover told me that there is not only the temptation of N'Zoth in the spirit of Lord Malygos, but also the phantom voice of Yogg-Saron and the vision of C'Thun.

In other words, it was a collaborative effort of three ancient gods, just like 10,000 years ago.

They were indeed trying to create a second Deathwing, and they almost succeeded, if you hadn't found me in time.

Let us make a bold guess. I even think that when Arregos fell into the void, he probably received the words and deeds of a 'teacher'.

After all, even with the blue dragon's talent in magic, I don't think that such a short time is enough for Arygos to master this kind of void magic that can seduce the Dragon King. "

Blake let out a weird laugh and said meaningfully:

"Who else in this world is well versed in the weaknesses of the dragons and has a deep understanding of the power of the void?"

"Deathwing?"

Ysera said the name in horror, and Blake shrugged and said:

"It's possible. In fact, I had some dark information about Aregos before I came here. For example, I know that the black dragon prince Nefarian has been secretly making terrible things for his father.

And Aregos helped it solve many research problems as a consultant.

But I did not choose to share this information with you. On the one hand, it is because I have no concrete evidence. On the other hand, I feel that you have to see the facts with your own eyes before you will believe that I am not framed by you.

After all, my close relationship with Little Xingxing will be mistaken by many people for thinking that I am framing Arregos to help Little Xingxing obtain the throne of the Blue Dragon King.

whispering sound.

If a conspirator of my level really wants to help my blue dragon friend obtain the title of Spellweaver, why would I need to use such low-level methods? "

After saying that, the stinky pirate laughed, picked up his lamia, and let the latter's tail wrap around him.

He turned back to the depressed and exhausted Spellweaver and said:

"Every time you suffer, you gain wisdom, Lord Malygos. Facts have proven who is more trustworthy. Perhaps the inheritance of the King of Magic should also be put on the agenda.

I'm not rushing you.

But I feel that in your current state, you are really not suitable to shoulder such a heavy mission. I think you may need to have a long conversation.

So, if you continue chatting, I will leave first. "

The pirate waved his hand and left the cave with Xal'atath in his arms. Amidst the ambiguous laughter of Dark Essence, he turned back to the two dragon kings and said:

"The next attack on Ulduar will be taken over by the Legion of Heroes. If you are willing to help, you must obey the command. If you do not intend to intervene, then evacuate quickly.

Odin does not treat you kindly, and you should understand this.

And if the Lord of War sees Lord Malygos in such a mess, he will definitely ridicule the dragons again as a group of weak and unreliable guys.

Believe me, he can definitely say this, and he will definitely be happy to do so. "

The moment Black left the cave, Spellweaver said to him in a tired voice:

"Thank you, pirate, I have one last request, I hope you can help me, regarding Aregos

I don't want to see it again. After it desecrated its mother's tomb with my own hands in order to break my heart, I have completely despaired of it.

Give it some decency.

I will arrange the future you want Blue Dragon Walk to choose as soon as possible. "

"receive!"

The pirate said without looking back:

"The Uncrowned One will serve you wholeheartedly. My dear Spellweaver, rest. Because of your wise choices, your tribe will surely prosper in the future. I have already predicted that scene."

The next moment, Black and Xal'atath's figures disappeared into the snow-flowing plain, leaving only a heartbroken old blue dragon and its compatriots.

However, when the pirates left the plain, they accidentally saw something "good".

In a cedar forest on the edge of the Snow Flow Plain, the Red Dragon Queen and her favorite consort were engaged in some heart-shaking affairs.

The two human-shaped dragons, immersed in desire, did not realize that they actually had two "spectators".

"I said, why on earth are you so vicious to Alexstrasza?"

The pirate hid in the shadows, looked at the wonderful "scenery" in front of him, and said to the ancient venerable who began to breathe quickly:

"She didn't provoke you either, right?"

"I just hate her arrogance. No one can talk like that in front of me except you!"

Xal'atath's tail was wrapped around Black's neck, and she said angrily in the pirate's ear:

"And there is indeed a terrible shadow in the heart of this female dragon. If you don't use it, you will be sorry for my status as an ancient venerable. I am a bad guy.

Do bad guys need a reason to do bad things?

Let's find a place. After the things in Ulduar are over, I have to leave. I don't want to leave Azeroth with emptiness and nostalgia. "

"It's not like goodbye forever."

Blake touched his waist and sighed:

"You can come anytime you want. Okay, okay, I won't say anymore."

The stinky pirate took out the Scepter of Sargeras and sent himself and the ancient sage away from this snowy land during space teleportation. However, before leaving, he deliberately made some noise to let the happy Red Dragon Queen and her The favorite spouse was shocked at the same time.

After realizing that someone seemed to be peeking, the two dragons ended up hastily like thieves, got dressed and returned to the dragon's camp.

Ugh, this behavior is really hateful.

——

Several hours later, Blake returned to Frostburg.

He first went to Odin to report the results of his trip, saying that the Dragon Legion would no longer hinder the march of the Heroic Spirits, and would also help the Heroic Spirit Legion capture the outer walls of Ulduar.

This result made the Lord of War very satisfied.

As the moment of attack approaches, the sky fortress Varagar has also reached the sky above the storm cliff. The appearance of this golden fortress has dispersed some of the perennial clouds in this group of mountains, allowing for a rare good time under the sunshine. weather.

While the heroic spirits are gathering, the dwarves who will appear as the servant army are also making urgent preparations.

The king's guard of the Bronzebeard dwarves, the elite gryphon knights of the Wildhammer dwarves, and the crazy engineers of the Dark Iron dwarves and their drilling machines were placed in different areas of Frost Keep.

This dwarf city shaped in the interlayer of glaciers will be bustling with activity, and the enthusiasm of the flesh and blood compatriots has also infected the strange frost dwarves shaped by ice and rocks.

They also began to assemble their own giant eagle cavalry, planning to take advantage of this rare opportunity to follow the heroic spirits with their ancient compatriots back to the place where all dwarves originated.

Of course, although the three hammers briefly united to fight this war together, it did not mean that the blood feud between the three clans had been resolved.

There are Bronzebeards and Dark Irons fighting over trivial matters everywhere in Frost Castle. Bronzebeard and the Wildhammers often work together to beat the Dark Irons, but the cunning Dark Irons will also hide in the dark alleys outside the tavern to ambush the drunken ones. 's Bronzebeard and Wildhammer.

Overall, it was a "happy" atmosphere that Blake enjoyed very much.

However, just when Black was about to relax in the Frost Dwarf's tavern, an "old friend" found him at this time.

Escorted by two Dark Iron royal ambassadors, Blake came to a house on the edge of Frost Castle. He saw the Dark Iron Queen, the Bronzebeard Princess Moira, disguised in a cloak.

"Why did you come here?"

Blake said in surprise:

"With you gone, wouldn't there be no one in charge of Shadowforge City? Aren't you afraid that Red will take this opportunity to lead the orthodox tribe to attack your city?"

"If Red's brain could come up with such a brilliant plan, he wouldn't be fooled by you, Mr. Black."

Faced with the pirate's inquiry, Princess Moira responded with a confident smile.

Compared with the last time we met, the dwarf princess's face was a little less melancholy and more calm. The self-doubt that had been caused by her father's doubts had completely disappeared, replaced by a look of stability and majesty that held power. .

It seems that the rumors about Moira secretly evading Emperor Thaurissan and becoming the actual controller of Shadowforge City are not groundless. This princess really used love as a shackles to turn the Dark Iron Emperor who was deeply in love with her into her own. The minister under the skirt.

From another perspective, Magni Sr.'s doubts about his daughter have been proven wrong.

Judging from the political skills Moira has shown now, if she stays in Ironforge to inherit her father's throne, she will definitely become a very good ruler.

"I should thank you for your advice back then, Your Majesty the Prophet. It was your seemingly unorthodox proposal that allowed me to find my true self and allowed me to pursue the life I wanted with my own hands.

It is you who changed my life.

My children and I both owe you a debt of gratitude. "

The Dark Iron Queen thanked Black Possessor with great respect, but considering that the woman in front of her was already a pregnant woman, the pirate reached out to stop her from saluting.

Although for female dwarves, when they are pregnant, they can still easily swing a war hammer and smash the head of a beast. The exaggerated physical fitness of these muscular guys is really not worth it.

They are true children of the earth and are generally less likely to get sick.

"Stop talking about these scenes, Your Majesty Moira, tell me, what on earth do you want to do all the way here?"

Black glanced at Moira, shook his head, took off his pipe and put out the tobacco, and asked seriously. Moira inherited the vigorous and resolute behavior of the Bronzebeard royal family. She no longer was polite, but raised her head and said seriously:

"I came here specifically to find you, Lord Black, about the black dragon in Blackrock Tower.

Warchief Red's wisdom is obviously not enough to deal with the black dragons' conspiracy, because the orthodox tribes have been draining their power to support the world of Draenor recently, causing them to neglect monitoring and suppressing the black dragons.

Some of my people have secretly defected to Nefarian and are performing some very strange missions for the cunning black dragon.

They were collecting some materials here and there, and it made me worried.

Perhaps it's time to solve the black dragon problem. "

There was a fierce and decisive light in the Black Iron Queen's eyes, and she said:

"I cannot allow a bomb to detonate without knowing when it exists above my country. I have ordered the craftsmen of Shadowforge City to secretly build a ballistae that can hurt the black dragon.

We can be responsible for dealing with those difficult dragons, but the black dragons."

"No problem, leave them to me."

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

"By the way, you can help me send a letter back to Red, so that the bastard can be informed about the situation in Blackstone Mountain! Also, I remember that there is a group of servants of the Fire Lord imprisoned in the prison of Shadowforge City?"

"Yes, those guys are the source of unrest in the Black Iron Clan."

Moira said with disdain:

"I have convinced my husband to return to his true faith in the forge god Khazgoroth, and those damn shamans will be executed by me soon!

When my husband returns to Shadowforge, I will give him a clean kingdom.

My children will also be born into a clean kingdom. "

"It's waste recycling anyway"

Blake blinked and said:

"Release them. If they have nowhere to go, introduce them to the undead pirates. I lost a group of useless subordinates before, and now I am short of cannon fodder."