Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1621 254. Let’s have a feast, they’re all burnt – more updates [1925]

"I will come back! All of you, Lieyan will remember you."

In the ruins of Saffron Tower, which was beaten by the wind and rain but was still burning, the Fire King, the three-element monarch who was able to use his full combat power without any interference, finally shouted out as a qualified villain when he exited. standard lines.

With a bit of hatred, a bit of helplessness, and the portrayal of deep-seated hatred and anger, this cry sounds like a hero in his twilight years.

But considering that Ragnaros has basically done nothing good, he has been a proper "dark evil force" since his birth, and he single-handedly directed racial tragedies such as the fall of the buffalo people and the fall of the dark iron dwarves. So this scene looks more like "justice executed" to Blake.

And at the moment when the King of Fire Demon exited, this evil bastard obviously did not intend to leave so obediently, so when it knew that it was about to fail, it took a deep breath and inflated its flaming body like a balloon. Opening, almost absorbing most of the fire that is still burning in the Fire Source Realm into the body in one breath.

This is about to self-destruct!

But the pirate doesn't care, because the Stone Mother, who is best at defense, is on his side.

The moment Ragnaros detonated the flames, the Stone Mother waved her hands to shape the earth, using the high-temperature obsidian left after the magma receded to shape a five-layer rising wall mountain. The Tide Hunters and Wind Chasers also retreated in time.

"Curse you!!!"

A low roar was accompanied by an explosion of flames, completely razing the last remaining buildings of the entire Saffron Spire.

At this moment, the sky of the Fire Realm lit up with a dazzling light, which was like an explosion of the sun. Except for a few people including Blake and the Elemental Lord, the dwarves and heroic spirits had to cover their eyes.

However, Stone Mother's defense is indeed reliable.

Four of the five high walls were broken, and the last one was also full of cracks. It quickly collapsed into debris all over the ground in the aftermath of the explosion.

Good guy.

Co-author: You calculated the power accurately without spending any extra effort, right? Aren't you afraid that the King of Fire Demon will explode and involve you and me in the final funeral fire?

Your stone body is not afraid of flames, but I, a flesh and blood mortal, can't. Well, with the strength of the smelly pirate's body now, I'm actually not very afraid of the invasion of elemental fire.

Forget it.

never mind.

It can only be said that he is the most stable among all the elemental monarchs. He is so calm in the face of such a suicidal attack. The stone mother's overwhelming momentum is really worth learning from the stinky pirates.

"Ahem"

Blake waved his hand, blowing away the hot smoke and dust in front of him.

He looked at the completely razed ruins in front of him. In the originally blazing hall, there was only a huge magma pool suspended in the center of the floating island.

Just like the entrance of a volcano, the high-temperature magma surrounds and gathers into a vortex.

The huge golden spiked war hammer of the Fire Demon King was inserted diagonally into the magma like an ownerless object. The contact with the high-temperature object caused sparks to continuously dance on the elemental war hammer.

This thing was forged by the King of Fire Demon using Saffron Iron and Primal Fire. Although it is not an elemental artifact, it is almost the same as the holy blade held by the wind elements.

It can be regarded as a magical weapon that Azeroth can produce.

It is a pity that Blake has no use for such a heavy and extremely destructive weapon. When the time comes, Ignis, the furnace master, can take it back and modify it. Maybe it will be another weapon that can be used for "just causes".

If the idiot Fenner was here, she would definitely collect it with a lot of yelling. Alas, the idiot Fenner missed several battles one after another as soon as she fell asleep. She will definitely make a big fuss after her temperament wakes up. It is really a headache. .

Fortunately, I prepared gifts in advance.

The pirate thought so and looked in front of him. In the center of the huge magma vortex in front of him was a ball of primordial fire suspended above the magma.

It burns very quietly.

The absence of any firewood does not prevent it from continuously emitting light and heat. It seems to represent the fire of life in Azeroth, and every beat is the same as the heartbeat of the world.

This purest fire of Savras was temporarily released with the defeat and slumber of the Firelord.

It has become ownerless.

At least until Ragnaros awakens from his long slumber, it can be used by others.

However, in the Primordial Fire, there is still something similar to the Eye of Savras that fell after killing the Flame King's illusion. The core shaped by the elemental crystal is more like a round flame gem.

The will of the Fire Demon King sleeps within it. It seems fragile, but in fact it is difficult to be broken. After all, it is the elemental monarch that appeared when the world was born, and its existence represents part of the world's laws.

As long as Azeroth maintains overall stability, the core of the Fire Lord will not be destroyed. Of course, this thing can also be regarded as the priesthood of "Fire" and "Burn".

However, Ragnaros only slept and did not die, so no one can take away the power in this core.

"Shua"

The Tide Hunter put away the Abyss Trident with a slight melting mark on the top of the war halberd in a handsome gesture, and made a "please" gesture to Blake. Neptulon stared at the pirate and said:

"Now it's time for you to show off, my dear Black, we have defeated this source of chaos and you promised us that you have the means to destroy it forever.

I'm not rushing you.

But I'm really looking forward to seeing the trouble-making Fire Lord wiped out. "

"I have been tortured by this evil fire for millions of years, and I am also looking forward to the final arrival of revenge."

Suspended in the air, holding the Holy Blade of the Wind Chaser, Sunderland also revealed his heart at this moment. The monarch of the wind element looked at the completely destroyed Saffron Spire, and his storm-like voice was full of nostalgia for suffering. .

it says:

"I was imprisoned, separated, and in those chaotic days and nights, it was my heart for revenge that sustained me. These heavy pains and tortures should come to a complete end.

I have to say goodbye to the past, and I am honored to have this moment of relief through your hands.

Lord Black.

Please satisfy my desire. "

The pirate shrugged. He put his hands in his pockets and glanced at Shi Mu, waiting for Shi Mu to say some hateful words, but Shi Mu did not do so. She just said slightly sadly:

"I lost a brother today. Even though he was full of hatred and desire for destruction, he was born with me. This is nothing to be happy about.

Just like the day Al'Akir fell, I felt relieved but also sad at the same time.

Get this over with, Blake.

Now I just hope to take my daughters back to my warm and comfortable home and savor the precious memories of the past. "

"Just talk nonsense."

Blake complained softly:

"Don't think I don't know how happy you and your daughters were when Al'Akir died.

Getting rid of these brothers who only cause trouble will make your life more comfortable. From this point of view, you have every reason to be happy. There is no one else here. There is no need for you to hide your true self in order to maintain your stable and tender persona. idea.

At least show a smile and send it away with a smile, okay? "

"I see you really deserve a beating, pirate!"

Mother Shi was unhappy after her thoughts were exposed.

She was suspended in the air, shaking her body to gather the peeling rocks into a storm of ground thorns, driving Black to jump up and down like a monkey into Ragnaros's burial ground.

"Well, I like this!"

Blake landed on the edge of the magma pool. He squatted down and took off the Fire Demon King's faceplate from the solidified high-temperature obsidian, which was the devil-like black mask forged from Saffron iron.

Considering that elemental creatures have no bones, this thing can be regarded as the skull of the Fire King if rounded up.

The pirate whistled, rinsed the high-temperature collection several times with the clean water of the Tide Stone, put it in front of his eyes for inspection, and finally nodded with satisfaction and put it back into his bag.

This thing has existed as the Fire Lord's war helmet since the birth of Ragnaros until now. Countless years of contamination with the power of elements have made it a rare magical object.

But in the eyes of pirates, this is a skull collection!

No matter what, this thing can only be placed in the skull collection cabinet of the Nagfar!

No one can go out and fight wearing it!

After getting his favorite collection, the pirate felt better, and soon he found something even better, the Balrog's Horn that had been interrupted by the Elemental Lords in the battle.

This thing looked like a burning torch, but it was not hot when held in his hand. As the flames dissipated, a strange black rock-like and iron-like raw material was revealed. The pirate put it in his hand and looked around, feeling This thing could be carved into an excellent pipe by a pandaren's skilled craftsmen.

This made him feel even happier.

He held the broken horn in his arms, then rubbed his hands, and reached out to the burning fire of Savras in front of him. With the pirate's current strength, he did not dare to touch the original fire to avoid being burned or burned to death.

This thing is a world wonder.

It should have its own will or tendency, but no matter from which point of view, Black does not think that the original fire will like a void demigod.

"Come here! Come here!"

The pirate hooked his fingers around the flames, and the Fire Lord's elemental core was pulled by a pulling force and quickly fell out of the protection of the Fire of Savras, and was accurately held in Blake's hand.

"Hiss! Hot, hot, hot!"

Blake didn't wear the Luna Armor, so he caught the core of the Elemental Lord with his bare hands. At this moment, it was like holding a ball of magma, and the sour feeling was self-explanatory.

His fingers were all burnt to the skin.

This was probably the last trace of the Fire Lord's hatred left to Black.

Even if it is dead, it will bite the stinking pirate hard, or at worst, burn him hard. This is the evil obsession of the Fire Demon King.

But unfortunately, this may really be its final counterattack.

The pirate clasped the scorching core with his left hand, and closed his five fingers shining with void light. Under his gaze as if testing a knife, he activated the Truth Hunter's Truth Sacrifice he had just obtained.

In the cold wind, the pirate's eyes turned dark purple, regarding Ragnaros' core as the chosen object, and sacrificed its existence, its wisdom and knowledge to the sunless sea.

The lightless sea reflected in his eyes surged with weak waves, and mixed among them was the desperate roar belonging to the Fire Demon King.

It was viciously cursing Black for a good death, but the pirate pretended not to notice, watching as its will was drowned by a wave in the dim, lightless sea.

Then came the slightly dissatisfied hum of the Void Lord, which made Black feel that the other party seemed not very satisfied with the truth and wisdom possessed by this "sacrifice".

this.

Shouldn't the level be deducted?

This King of Fire Demon is not a fool or fool, he is very cunning! Even if such a cunning thing is squeezed a few times on a stone grinder, it can squeeze out some wisdom, right?

But when you think about it, your truth hunter level is still level 0. If you deduct it further, how far can it go?

Blake, who was not afraid of boiling water, suddenly became calm again.

Fortunately, the Lord of the Void over there is not particularly harsh, or in other words, as the pirates said, the Lord of Fire is not very smart but still somewhat wise.

At least people have the knowledge of burning, which can be regarded as a kind of magical truth.

Therefore, after a few seconds, a weak and negligible force without attributes was thrown back to Black. It cannot be said that it was not there, but the pirate did not feel it carefully and basically could not feel his reward.

"Alas, this Ragnaros is just inferior. He is only a little better than an idiot."

Black curled his lips and tossed the cooled core of the Fire Lord up and down in his hand. Ragnaros died, but its remaining priesthood and power were still there.

The Void Force only needs wisdom and truth, it has no interest in power.

Blake stared at the core of the element in his hand. This thing was of reddish quality, and its description was very simple:

Item name: Jewels of the Fire Lord

Use: Unlock the mythical profession [Lord of Fire].

Item Description:

The fire is about to burn, but the king is nowhere to be seen.

"cool."

Black whistled, and he looked back at the elemental monarch behind him and waved the jewels in his hands to them. The three of them all showed relaxed smiles, followed by the cheers of the three elemental legions and the lamentations of the fire elemental creatures.

The Fire Lord is dead, and the age of burning is over.

However, the resolution of the elements' troubles does not mean the end of all problems.

Soon, as the swaying Thunder God's Throne landed, Little Xingxing anxiously rushed to Black's side, holding Hesali Black Crow, who had half of her body on fire.

Needless to say about the kind-hearted blue dragon, the state of the black crow sister burning like firewood in her arms already represents everything.

"I know"

Blake stretched out his hand to stop Little Xingxing from asking for help. He reached out and brushed the burning long hair of Hisali in Little Xingxing's arms, revealing the face of Miss Black Crow that was full of scorch marks.

She closed her eyes and was in great pain.

The fire of Savras within her was out of control, struggling to return to its origins.

"I hurt her, you know?"

Blake stared at Hisari, placed the extremely precious core orb of the Fire Demon King on Black Crow's chest, and said to Little Star:

"I always wanted to apologize to her, even though I thought it was a bad joke and I knew I was a terrible person in every way, but she chose to forgive me.

I used to feed her worms all the time

It sure tastes bad, but today I'm going to give her something good to show that I'm not teasing her because I hate her.

I was just a bad kid with no friends who wanted to be friends with a good kid, that's all. "

"Snapped"

The Fire Demon King's jewels shattered in the pirate's hands, and he pressed the red light into Miss Black Crow's body. The beating flames suddenly became fierce, covering Black Crow's entire body and almost burning the stars. .

But this time the flames no longer burned her body, but healed in the flames.

The violent fire of Savras seemed to become docile.

"And there it is!"

Little Xingxing looked at this scene in amazement. Of course she had not forgotten the business. She grabbed the pirate's hand and pointed at the old crow Ansu who was hanging under the Thunder God's throne.

The latter barely had a breath left.

But it still clutched Rukhma's remains in its claws.

"Oh, I almost forgot about it, my dearest infatuated cannon fodder."

Blake suddenly appeared next to old Ansu, and he was immediately attracted by the delicious aroma emanating from Ansu.

"It's all burnt. It's hopeless. It smells so good."

The pirate rubbed his belly and whispered something. Then, under the stunned gaze of Little Star, he pulled a piece of meat from the burned Anzu's body, put it under his nostrils and smelled it.

Then a kick flew up, kicking Anzu and the bones in its claws into the magma pool in front of him. The next moment, he was completely engulfed by the fire of Savras that exploded.

"Rukhma my Rukhma."

The dying old Ansu could no longer struggle.

It could only feel that it seemed to have fallen into a warm place. In its last will, it felt the bones in its paws beating.

It seems that the will of the flames feels the warmth of the flames, and she is singing to welcome new life.

This made Old Ansu extremely relieved.

"Spirit of the Sun, fly and spread your wings proudly in this beautiful world."

It smiled with difficulty, and then released its claws, letting the remains be wrapped in the fire of Savras. But it could no longer hold it up, and it tilted its head and disappeared in the blazing flames.