Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Although the pirates issued a terrible threat to the old dwarf, it is easy for two guys who like to drink to hook up, so within a few minutes, Brian and Black started a "friendly exchange" between drunkards.

"Drink! Drink it all! You are just raising fish here."

Blake drank up the wine in Delaney's wine glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth cheerfully, and looked at the wine in Brian's wine glass with disdain. He shouted:

"We agreed that I would have a drink and you would have a drink. If you, an old dwarf who is addicted to alcohol, can't even drink a weak young man like me, then I will start to despise you."

"You fart! Dwarves can lose in a fight, but they will definitely win in a drinking contest!"

The old dwarf also got angry and drank tons of wine in the wine glass. The pet monkey Greb next to him was also competing with the little fishman Benbolba next to Blake, grabbing the small wine glass and shouting in a competition of drinking capacity.

This noisy and exciting "little banquet" soon attracted a third person.

Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo, who was holding a pile of blank scrolls and humming Pandaren songs in high spirits, passed by. The Pandaren's nose moved, and he followed the smell of wine and found these two bastards.

"Hey, I started drinking this morning. Come on, come on, join me too!"

The Pandaren Lorewalker rolled up his sleeves, laughed and joined in the drinking competition without any fear.

As a scholar among the Pandaren, Lao Zhou also has a very good drinking capacity. These black and white Gunguns have had a wine culture for a long time, and Lao Zhou also knows how to brew several special wines.

For example, a few minutes later, he took out the jar of "Returning to Dreams Immortal Wine" from the traveler's bag.

"This thing is so awesome, a guy who doesn't drink well will have to sleep for three days if he's bored!"

Lao Zhou proudly boasted to Black and the old dwarf with a wine bowl:

"I discovered this when I went home not long ago and sorted out the family documents left by my parents. It is said that in ancient times, Jinyu people's prophets would use this wine to predict the future.

For those who are talented, drinking this wine can peek into the future changes in their dreams, but I think this is just bragging by those Jinyu people.

At least after drinking it, I didn’t have any strange feeling other than falling asleep. "

"But I am a prophet."

Blake rubbed his chin and stared at the mysterious wine that Lao Zhou took out. He licked his lips and said:

"Come on, take one bowl per person and see the effect."

"Do you really want to drink?"

Lao Zhou was a little hesitant and said:

"If you don't drink well, you should sleep for three days."

"Who are you looking down on?"

Before the stinky pirate could say anything, Brian was upset.

The old dwarf felt that the damn Pandaren was looking down on him, so he angrily opened the cover of the wine jar, and a strange and mellow aroma poured out from the jar, making the old drunkard's eyes suddenly light up.

Lao Zhou used special Pandaren drinking utensils to share a bowl with the three of them. When he saw the monkey Greb and the little fishman Benbolba holding small bowls, he smiled and gave them a bowl as well.

The five guys raised their glasses at the same time and wished the expedition a smooth journey. Although they all knew that this adventure would never go smoothly, in short, in such "self-deception", the five guys raised their heads and drank all the wine in the wine bowl at the same time.

With two "pops", the monkey and the fishman fell directly to the ground. The two guys were drunkenly shouting in their sleep, and they didn't know what they were dreaming about.

Brian began to laugh at the two little animals for their poor drinking, but he smiled and lay down on the ground, and soon fell asleep.

Lao Zhou could still hold on. He felt that he could not embarrass the Pandaren's tradition of drunkenness. However, he staggered and leaned against the wall and snored in a bad posture after taking a few steps. Only Blake felt. nothing.

He just felt sleepy.

But there are certainly no nasty green dragons to lure him into his dreams in the world of Draenor, so there is no need to worry about dirty rumors about Queen Ysera being spread here.

"Ha, now look, who is the king of alcoholism?"

The pirate shook his head and stood up, wanting to give himself another drink, but he felt that drinking from a cup was not enough, so he picked up the wine jar and drank the wine that took Lao Zhou several months to brew in one gulp. .

The sleepiness that hit him became stronger, and the pirate felt that the world in front of him was blurring.

This is not the same feeling as the previous hangover fragments.

To describe it more accurately, it is.

"Hey, I seemed to see a red elephant and a rabbit with horns and wings."

Blake rubbed his eyes and tried to stay awake, but he couldn't hold on when he staggered and dragged four snoring "drinking buddies" back to his cabin. He fell on the bed with a thud and fell asleep.

But he didn't completely fall asleep.

Blake could clearly feel that he was dreaming while intoxicated.

What unfolded in front of him was a dark green burning world. He could feel that the surroundings were very noisy, and there were shadows of fighting everywhere. They should be demons and intruders fighting.

In this strange and very real dream, the pirate looked up and saw a blood-red giant massacring people. It looked mighty but was covered in wounds. It could no longer hold on during the siege.

Black also saw a guy who looked very much like himself preparing to give the bastard giant a fatal blow, and then a burst of moonlight burst out, and the giant's scream came from the light.

like

It seems that he still screams?

Why are you in so much pain?

etc!

Lao Zhou said that talented people can see the future after drinking Huimengxian wine. Could it be that this is

"Buzz"

Blake opened his eyes in the next moment, without any hangover headache, just like he had a strange dream when he was tired. He sat up amidst the snoring of several guys, and suddenly realized that several hours had passed.

In the dark cabin, he took out the black pipe that he had just asked the panda craftsman to carve with the Fire Lord's burning horn, and held it in his mouth. When the first wisp of flame was ignited, the whole pipe seemed to be burning. Same, it has returned to the cool posture like the big horn where magma gathered when the Fire Demon King was still alive.

Blake seemed to be holding a burning flame in his mouth, with hot smoke rising from it.

He squinted his eyes, thinking about the future he had just glimpsed.

He could probably guess what that meant.

He felt that he needed to make a plan in advance. Since he had seen the future, he had to find a way to reverse that future. Haha, some stinky woman who takes the future as the truth!

Don't even think about leaving me!

"Um?"

Just when the pirate began to think carefully, he suddenly discovered that something was not right in the cabin.

The cabins of the Draenei spaceships all have windows made of glass, so outside light in the dock should be able to shine into the cabin through the windows.

But the cabin was very dim at this time, as if something was blocking the light.

The pirate stood up and walked to the window. He could see a faint layer of blood dancing on the glass in front of him, but it did not affect the pirate's ability to see his face in the reflection of the glass.

He knew that someone he was loyal to was calling him.

"It's really strange. This gentleman hasn't contacted me for a long, long time. So, is he also looking forward to my trip to Argus?"

While Black was tidying up his appearance at this time, he threw a few snoring guys on the bed to prevent them from affecting the subsequent conversation. He quickly thought about the reason why Emperor Denathrius took the initiative to summon him.

Soon, the pirate guessed the Eternal One's thoughts.

He probably wanted to use this opportunity of Azeroth's expedition to Argus to truly push back the era of chaos in the Force that he had been planning and looking forward to.

There must always be an "introduction" to a major event like this with an imbalance of power.

If Black guessed correctly, Emperor Denathrius would let him take on the important task of "introducing" this time.

"This really looks down on me."

Blake grinned, adjusting his smile to the most humble and pleasing level, and then stretched out his hand and pressed it against the window glass where the blood was floating in front of him like a horror movie scene.

As the pirate mobilized his anima, the bloody light on the window in front of him immediately dispersed. He circled around Blake like a detective. After confirming that everything was safe, a gorgeous suspended blood-colored mirror appeared in front of the pirate's eyes.

Sure enough, what appeared in the mirror was the ruler of Revendreth, Emperor Denathrius the Eternal of Sin.

He still maintained his previous commanding posture of being in control of everything, and was holding a glass of wine as red as blood in his hand coquettishly. The active anima blade was suspended in the Emperor's hand, like a majestic scepter.

"Hail, my lord!"

Blake leaned over and saluted, and when he spoke he looked like a true old loyal minister. He said in a gentle tone:

"It seems that the series of deeds I have recently promoted in Azeroth to strengthen the power of death have been reported to your ears. Are you so eager to summon your servant to reward me for my excellent service?"

"Of course, of course, my dear and greedy servant."

Emperor Denathrius grinned at the pirate's boast, showing a gentle smile, and a satisfied expression appeared in his blood-red eyes.

He said:

"The death caused by Lothar's death army in Azeroth makes me feel happy. I know that this is just an 'appetizer'. Soon, a devastating war will begin in that strange world.

By then, those old-fashioned and annoying Kyrians will be busy.

You have indeed fulfilled my expectations perfectly, and such dedication deserves to be appreciated and rewarded.

But I decided not to give you the reward yet, Black, not because I am stingy, but because under my watch, you have reached the crossroads of destiny.

What you face will be a very difficult to almost impossible mission for mortals.

From what I see, your next actions in Argus will be the most important part of my endless great achievements. I want to subvert this boring and rigid order.

Like you, I want to see something new that makes my eyes shine.

I want to push away a future.

But first I want to bring this dreary world of Shadows to life. The days of ignorant yet rational arbiters deciding where souls should go are over.

The destiny of all things should not be limited to the blueprint that has been planned. For example, you, me, and those outstanding beings like us should obviously have the ability to control their own destiny.

This is my wish.

I hope to create an era where everyone is free. I hope that all life in the stars can freely choose their own birth, growth and death.

I also know that you will help me as before. "

Emperor Denathrius was very candid this time. Apart from the hidden conspiracies, he told Black exactly what he was thinking.

The pirate also showed a "shocked" look at the right time. The blank expression on his face at this moment seemed to be the first time he realized that there is such a thing as "ideal" in this world.

And this expression of being shocked by his own ambitions and ideals is exactly what the emperor wants to see. Blake's expression at this time perfectly satisfies the emperor's feeling of satisfaction after sharing secrets.

He also deliberately left a few seconds for Blake to taste the heavy weight of this great ideal.

As for pirates

He felt completely unmoved at this moment, and even wanted to ridicule.

It is indeed a poor ideal born from a villain without any ideas. You might as well express your own ambition to expand the Death Force and become the Lord of the Stars.

There is no point in talking about these big things in front of a prophet who has already seen your tragic ending. Especially when the prophet is still a pirate, it is more attractive to talk about these ideals than to state the rewards directly.

The conspiracy between you and the big bald man imprisoned in the Maw has long been hidden.

Compared to the hypocritical Emperor Denathrius, Black felt that the "exile of the Shadow Realm" would be more sincere when he said these words.

It can only be said that Emperor Venthyr is worthy of taking his conspiracy and hypocrisy to the extreme. Perhaps it is because of his lack of practice that he appears so hypocritical even when he deceives others.

But you still have to dress up.

The pirate maintained his shocked expression. After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and gave a thumbs up to Emperor Denathrius in the bloody mirror in front of him.

He said with sincere emotion:

"As expected of you, such a terrible ideal is beyond my imagination.

Although I am not very interested in these great things, I know that if I help you complete this great undertaking, I will definitely get a reward that is enough to comfort me from my hard work.

So, my supreme majesty, please speak.

Please tell me, what do you need me to do for your great cause? "

"Titan Soul!"

Emperor Denathrius took a sip of the wine as red as blood. He assumed a majestic posture and said to Blake:

"There are many Titan Souls in the world of Argus, and I only need one of them, no matter who it is, to send him into the Shadow Realm! The soul of the ultimate creation that can be born from the power of arcane has the power to disrupt the Force. Once His fall from the material world to the eternal city can cause the arbiter of fate to shut down in an instant.

That’s what I want to see and what you serve.

After you complete this matter, I will generously give you everything you desire, my dear servant, and I swear in the name of the Eternal, you will become a legend in the other side of the world because of this adventure. "

"Titan Soul."

Blake pinched his teeth and said:

"Isn't this too difficult?"

"True, I know it is difficult, especially for a mortal, but if it were easy, I wouldn't need to come all the way to find you, my magical servant."

Emperor Denathrius let out a deep laugh and said:

"Isn't it just because it is difficult that you can show your unique value? You know, I have always been generous, and I also know that your greed is rare even among Venthyr.

So I'll tell you upfront what I'm going to pay you.

My dear servant, the six forces of the stars are not created out of thin air. There is a mysterious 'creation place' where each force is born.

No one knows who created those holy places. The only thing that is known is that they originated from the blessing of the "First Born".

There are six sanctuaries among the stars, where the secrets of becoming a god can be glimpsed.

You heard that right.

The unbreakable boundary between mortals and gods can be crossed. Blake, don't believe the foolish arguments of those fools who think that gods are inherently noble.

As long as you find the right way, you can become the same existence as me, and I will generously give you this opportunity to reach the top of glory, as long as you can help me complete my great cause.

I will share with you my dominion over the stars and beyond.

Look, I said,

I have always been a generous person. "

The Emperor chuckled and drank the wine in his hand. He saw Black's eyes lighting up. He knew that the pirate had taken the bait and everything would proceed smoothly.

oops

This king is really a born fraudster.