Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The hammer and scepter that the dwarves had worked so hard to forge were stolen, bringing a very unsatisfactory ending to the great things that had happened in the Storm Peaks over the past few days.

This made everyone unhappy.

Except for little stars.

His Highness Little Xingxing, who has a different mind than ordinary people, thinks this is not a bad thing, although in a practical sense, it means that a very difficult battle to retake the sacred objects is about to begin, which is not a good thing.

But the plot of the next autobiography of Her Highness Little Star suddenly became exciting.

Little Xingxing told her elder sister the Red Dragon Queen about her thoughts, and was beaten of course. After all, as a life-loving Red Dragon Queen, how could she allow the new generation of dragon heroes to have such chaotic and terrifying thoughts? ?

Little Xingxing was unconvinced after being beaten, so she ran to Sister Ysera for comfort, and then as expected, she was beaten again.

Hello!

They are two sisters who love life. Only crazy black dragons and blue dragons with abnormal brains would like your idea, right?

But no matter what, the war in Ulduar finally ended with the wailing of His Highness Little Star.

Overall, it ended successfully, and all the problems that needed to be solved were solved.

Not that perfect though.

According to Odin and Raiden's next plan, they will join forces with the Guardians to transfer the energy of the Forge of Origin to Ulduar to restart the Forge of Will that has been closed for millions of years.

In other words, they are preparing for a large-scale "riot".

As you can tell from the name, the Forge of Will is a machine that gives will to certain things. The location of this thing is underground in the Storm Cliff. It can be said that the entire Storm Cliff is actually the "shell" of the Forge of Will.

Its principle is very similar to Pandaria's Nalak'sha Engine, but the Nalak'sha Engine is a "lower version" made by Raiden imitating the Forge of Will, and is mainly used to serve Raiden's servants, the Mogu.

But the things created by the Forge of Will are much more terrifying than the stone figurines.

That is the Iron Legion that can be regarded as a low-end version of the Stormcast Heroes. Millions of years ago, the Titan Guardians relied on the Iron Legion to defeat the dark empire built by the ancient gods around the world.

Now, they have to do it again.

These Iron Guards were born with only one mission, to follow the desperate guardians to Argus, the fel heart of the stars, to complete the rescue of the Titan Soul there.

This thing sounds outrageous, but if you think about it carefully, you will find that it is simply outrageous.

This is a complete death mission!

It is to use the power of a planet guardian system to attack the base camps of all demons in the stars. Although not all the elites of the Burning Legion are stationed in Argus, the demons' battle lines are too long. Argus is just a headquarters and not a real place. The last fortress, but the plan of the Titan Guardians at this time is still basically equivalent to a nest of ants swearing to cross the mountains and ridges to exterminate the elephant herds wandering on the plains below the mountains.

Well, just describing it goes beyond the definition of the word "crazy."

"Then, see you in the world of Draenor."

Black will be standing next to Ulduar's landing pad.

The black Shadowsong was docked quietly on the platform behind him. In front of Black, who was wearing a pirate trench coat today, was the Great Guardian Raiden who came to see him off.

He said to Leyden:

"The specific departure time will have to wait until the first wave of draenei reconnaissance is completed, but I estimate it will not take more than a month and a half, so we can build as many as we can.

The energy of the Forge of Origin does not have to be reserved.

If you fail, there is no point in leaving that thing behind to reshape the world. Without you, the world will not be able to withstand the Burning Legion. "

"It's not 'you', it's 'us'."

Leyden shook his head and said:

"Although you have been unwilling to accept your new identity, Blake, everyone knows that at least in this war, you are on our side."

"That's not necessarily the case. Don't talk so much."

Blake took off his pipe, blew out a smoke ring and said:

"If Lord Sargeras promises to give me the title of 'The Honest' or the 'Smooth Talker', and give me the command of all his demon legions scattered across the stars, I will kneel down smoothly. Praise His generosity before the Dark Titan.

After all, that is the man I admire second. "

"But the man you admire first has decided to join this expedition."

Lydon smiled.

The Great Guardian waved goodbye and said seriously:

"You are trustworthy, I'm sure of that."

"Ha, give your precious trust to a pirate who has no bottom line, especially when this pirate is still a walking ancient god."

Blake put his hands in the pockets of his windbreaker and turned back towards Shadowsong. He said sarcastically:

"You are really ill, Lydon.

Let your woman help you check your thinking circuit tonight. I think you may have been corrupted by the void, and you are only one step away from becoming Raiden the Void. "

"It's not that I have confidence in your integrity, but I realize that maintaining the existing order is profitable for you, isn't it? So why actively destroy it?"

Leyden responded.

The pirate, who had his back turned to him, shrugged and didn't answer.

A few minutes later, the black bat-like Shadowsong took off from the Ulduar landing pad and quickly disappeared into the cold sky of the Storm Cliffs with a low roar.

Black in the command module looked at Ulduar who was retreating. He leaned on the co-pilot's chair and whispered:

"I must be crazy. I want to follow a group of desperate bastards to attack the heart of evil. This doesn't look like a job I can do.

Hey, Maiev, where did you go last night?

I was left to wait all night, which was really sad. "

"I'm just preparing reasons to convince you to take the right path."

Maiev's voice came from behind the command cabin, accompanied by the clear sound of high heels stepping on the ground. She said:

"I know that you are in the struggle between darkness and light. You have walked on the path between light and shadow, like a fragile balance, always swinging.

You may enjoy the feeling of being in control and risking losing control, but for me, it makes me very insecure.

So, I decided to convince you. "

"Hey, the tone of the priestess is really enough. You really think you can just use the old moon god's teachings."

The pirate turned his chair, just as he was about to mock Maiev's faith on a daily basis. This was his "repertoire" when getting along with Lady Shadowsong, even though Black was also a nominal believer in this faith.

But there is no need to expect the pirates to be sincere.

However, as he turned around in his chair, all his sarcasm was shoved back into his throat like a chicken stuck in his neck.

Because he saw something "terrible".

In front of him, at the dim entrance to the Shadowsong's command module, Maiev stood there, no longer wearing the same watcher armor or elf robes that had remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Instead, she wore a tight-fitting black sleeveless leather jacket that covered her slender legs and graceful figure. On her exposed white chest, she could see the name written in Salas language that Maiev had tattooed on her heart.

In addition to the leather coat, there is a matching black windbreaker, hanging low beside her.

Today's hairstyle is no longer the smart style of tied up hair, replaced by the casual look of long hair.

She even wore makeup.

I don’t know if I learned the weird makeup from there.

But it is indeed very similar to the exaggerated makeup of the chic short girls in Gnomeregan's dwarf speedster gang, even the lips are painted a weird purple.

She wore exaggerated hoop earrings next to her ears. This was due to the overall change that transformed Maiev's temperament from a frosty moon priest and black moon warrior to a touch of night that wants to sleep with the night. The image of the queen.

Especially the pair of crystal high heels that stand on my feet.

Well, looking at the polishing and production techniques, you can tell that it is the work of a Draenei gemstone craftsman.

It makes Ms. Shadowsong's already tall figure even more slender, enough to make most men feel ashamed in front of such height and body proportions.

"Uh, uh"

Blake made a weird sound from his throat as if he was having a heart attack. After a few seconds, he shook his head vigorously and banged his head against the console next to him.

While bumping, he said:

"Haha, I know, this must be another joke between you and me, Xal'atath, I told you, I don't like this, Maiev will be angry.

How about changing back? "

"What? Who said a few days ago that all men would like hot girls with tattoos in leather clothes? Or did you hurt your eyes in the previous battle?

Can't even tell who is who?

You know, mentioning another woman's name in front of a woman is considered provocation, right? Alas, I actually know how to learn, and this is the result of my learning from Xal'atath.

Maybe I should ask you to test it. "

Maiev stepped forward.

She stretched out her hand like a queen and pressed it on Blake's chest, pressing him down on the seat. She placed her legs above Blake's knees in a kneeling position, and put her face close to the pirate's wide eyes.

In this extremely oppressive posture, she stared into Blake's eyes, and the pirate stared into hers.

Maiev's eyes were as bright as ever, but this time there seemed to be something more in them.

But it did not destroy the beauty of these eyes. Instead, it added a different color to them, just like the bright lights of Suraman at night. Under the gorgeousness, there was hidden the joy that only belonged to the night.

Well, Black almost forgot that Maiev was born in that flashy and luxurious city. It is impossible for her to not understand the corrupt life of the upper elves.

She actually knows how to seduce a man's heart, she just doesn't want to show those qualities.

But today, the seal seems to have been lifted.

Ms. Shadowsong looked at Black condescendingly and said:

"Aren't you happy that I get what you want?"

"This is no longer a question of whether you are happy or not, right?"

Blake swallowed. He was usually vulgar and evasive, and said in an awkward tone:

"Don't be like this, I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

Maiev reached out to unbutton the sailor blouse lining the pirate trench coat, and touched the exaggerated and evil tattoos on his body and the scars around the tattoos with her nails decorated with weird manicures.

She whispered:

"I didn't escape last night, I just prayed to the moon god. Elune told me the circle of destiny between us. She told me that my disaster was caused by you, and my past was also shaped by you.

But I'm not angry or disappointed, I'm just

You know, I even feel a little happy.

Of all your women, perhaps I have the deepest bond with you, a strange bond that even they cannot understand. I know why Lady Elune told me this.

Black."

Maiev leaned down, kissed the pirate's forehead gently, and said:

"My God is asking me. She knows that what can balance you on the path of neutrality will never be violence or conspiracy. A bastard and bad boy like you can only be locked up with invisible shackles.

so."

Ms. Shadowsong stood up straight in the pirate's arms. She took out something from her trench coat pocket that stunned Black, and clicked the exquisite black collar around her neck.

Then he fastened another section of the lock around Blake's neck.

Maiev stared at Blake and said seriously:

“You want to see me fall, right?

You have always wanted to, the dark animal part of you has been longing to make me your private property, and the human part of you is resisting such a desire.

I can feel, every night I spend with you, the hunger of the ravenous beast beneath your body, hungry for its sweet prey.

And the only one who can satisfy its appetite is me.

If this depravity as you wish can save you from falling into darkness and becoming an evil destroyer thug."

Lady Shadowsong let out a seductive laugh that she had never heard before. She put herself into the pirate's arms, closed her eyes, and leaned against Black's heart.

She whispered:

"No need to suppress yourself anymore, Blake. Come on, take me to that rotten night."

"You religious lunatic!"

The pirate felt like he was going crazy.

Bloodshot eyes even burst out, and the submissive beast roared in his heart. Maiev was right, he had been longing for the "prey" in front of him.

Maybe she realized this from the first day they got together.

But Blake just didn't want to hurt her. Although he always claimed to be a cold-blooded bastard, Blake did have a bottom line. He was not willing to vent his desires like a beast.

He had been suppressing it steadily until a minute ago.

Obviously, Black underestimated the terrible temptation that a priestess could exude when she decided to fall. At this moment, the pirate felt that his heart was covered with a lock that could never be opened.

Maybe, it's love?

Ah, what a terrible conspiracy

"You madman, you are provoking the dangerous Thousand-Mawed Demon. Everyone who dares to do this is finished. I just ate an ancient god!

You crazy person"

Blake's hands were straining, leaving marks on Maiev's skin.

His eyes turned blood red, and Maiev laughed, brushed his hair, breathed into his ear, and then kissed the earlobe lightly.

She whispered angrily:

"Come, terrible Thousand Tongue Demon, eat me. Don't be afraid, this is my voluntary sacrifice."

boom.

There was a loud noise in the pirate spirit.

The line called sanity completely collapsed in an instant.

And in the remote wilderness of Draenor, in the Temple of Reincarnation built by the mantids for their ancient lord, Xal'atath, who was recovering from his injuries, would whine and hug him like a defeated dog. His knees were curled up on his chariot.

She had never cried so hard.

Because she lost.

This is a shameful failure.

In the field she thought she was best at, she was easily defeated by a rigid ten thousand year old nun. She never thought that the iceberg-like Maiev could show such terrifying temptation.

Although he was a little ashamed, when Xal'atath quietly watched the scene just now, he actually felt a shameful desire in his heart.

For a few moments, even she was attracted by Maiev's amorous feelings.

horrible.

Is this the power of Elune's Chosen in a state of faith explosion?

It's really shocking.

Ms. Luna, do you think I can do it? Can you train me too? Anyway, you even accepted a pirate like Black, right?

It’s not a big deal to have one more Void Essence God’s Choice.

Think about it?