Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The Zenidal is the flagship used by the Holy Light Legion in the Star Wars. Its volume and internal area are larger than the Exodar. Not only that, this Holy Light flagship used for war has more powerful power. In addition to In addition to cruising at the speed of light, it can also perform instantaneous teleportation.

Being able to fight against the Burning Legion in the stars for tens of thousands of years, the Legion of Light must have its own home port.

However, due to the sudden incident of this rescue operation, the flagship did not move away from Argus after being teleported, but appeared in an outer orbit outside Argus's star.

Of course, it may be that Zenidar did not want to return to its home port, but that the world of Argus was forcibly pulled to an unfamiliar star field by the Sagrit Keystone, causing the Zenidar to be affected.

This Holy Light flagship that can travel among the stars is "trapped" in the Draenor system.

This is the internal information of the Holy Light Legion. The Demon Hunter and Black's group who have just boarded the ship must not know it. However, because their adventure this time saved some members of the Holy Light Legion who were captured by the demons, these outsiders He also received preferential treatment from the Blades of Holy Light.

They provided food and water to the Demon Hunters and Paladins, and even the Kroku Breakers were allowed to stay temporarily in the ship's warehouse and received treatment from doctors.

Of course, as the pirate said before, friendliness and treatment belong to other people. A pure "dark evil force" like him is obviously not welcome on the Zenidal.

From the moment he boarded the Holy Light flagship, four light-cast Draenei Sword Masters holding Holy Light swords and exuding a dangerous aura were constantly "protecting" him.

No matter where Black goes, these silent swordsmen, who are suspected to be chosen by the Holy Light, are as close as the most dedicated bodyguards.

This troubled the pirates greatly.

After a few minutes, he curled his lips and said:

"Hey, I need to go to the bathroom."

A female light-forged sword master beside him silently guided him in the direction. As soon as the bathroom door opened and Blake walked in, three male sword masters followed him.

Blake, who was sitting on the Holy Light toilet filled with various blessings and advice, stared dumbly at the three indifferent Holy Light macho men lined up in front of him. He grabbed his belt in panic and said:

"Is there something wrong with you guys? Can you...forget it, turn around? I promise I won't plot to blow up your golden ship while I'm on the toilet.

But I swear, if I see any of you staring at me before I release the water, I will definitely destroy your damn ship in the sea of ​​​​stars together with you pure holy light perverts! "

The three light-forged sword masters looked at me and I looked at you. Finally, they raised their hands and covered their eyes. In the end, they did not choose to turn around, because this would leave enough opportunities for assassin masters like Black to assassinate or escape.

This situation made the pirates very angry.

It seems that the Holy Light Legion does understand the threat he poses, but such "protection" intensity is a bit too painful.

Blake was complaining and letting off steam. During this process, he was always paying attention to the three men behind him. Although the pirate was very cool and powerful, this was the first time that he had to solve a personal problem in such an embarrassing situation.

What a terrible experience.

"I don't like having men following me around, it puts me in a bad mood."

Black washed his hands and said to the four sword masters beside him with a wooden face:

"The three of you go and replace the three Lightcast Draenei ladies. This will make me feel better. When I meet your Holy Mother of Light later, I may also control my mouth and not say anything. Something embarrassing for both of us.

You must know that I have communicated with your Mother of Holy Light before. We are not strangers, we are acquaintances who are not yet friends.

And for the Legion of Light, I know you much more than you think. "

Faced with the pirates' unreasonable demands, the Lightforged Sword Masters obviously had no intention of agreeing.

Didn't even bother to pay attention to him.

These light-casters, who wear light-cast embroidered scarves and have a floating seal of holy light on their foreheads, are very powerful. Their wills are closely linked to the holy light, and they are shrouded in the holy light of the ancestor Naaru. In the Holy Land, Blake found that ordinary void whispers were of no use to them.

Their indifference made the pirates very unhappy, so Black decided to teach them a lesson.

He lowered his voice and said to several sword masters:

"You think I'm lying to you, right? Okay, I'll just say a few casually. For example, the power design of the Zenidar is different from other Naaru spaceships. It uses a thing called the 'Light of the Void' furnace for power. .

And the device is right under our feet, I can easily lock the position.

As long as I break through the deck under my feet, I can conservatively estimate that in five minutes at most, I can turn this golden spacecraft into a pile of burning space junk.

Also, the main gun of the Holy Light Judger is placed in the core cabin of the flagship under the navigation platform where Zeira is located. How long do you think it will take me to dismantle it and steal it? "

The pirate flipped his finger, and the Titan Good Luck Dice spun on his fingertips.

The power exuded by this thing made the four light-forged sword masters feel like they were facing a formidable enemy. They drew their weapons one after another, but the next second, the pirate put away the dice, waved his finger at them and said:

"Either bet on whether you can stop me from doing bad things! Or give me four talking girls to be my temporary caretakers. You see, I can do bad things directly.

But I still discussed it with you.

I think this has proven my sincerity. I want a little sister, I don’t care! You stinky man, stay away from me! "

Several sword masters hesitated for a moment. Just when they were worried about how to deal with the smelly pirates, Archbishop Mograine came from behind and rescued them from the embarrassment in time.

"Sir Black, please come with me, the Mother of Light is waiting for you."

Mograine carried his Great Sword of Holy Light and said something in a very steady voice. At the same time, he waved his hand, allowing the four stressed-out Light Sword Masters to turn around and leave in relief.

Black didn't know how much pressure the four light-forged sword masters were under to watch over him.

Although it only lasted for ten minutes, the wash of the void breath from the pirates had already cast a shadow in the hearts of the light casters. Although it did not affect their sanity, for the extremely devout fanatics, a shadow appeared in the hearts of the light casters. It's a terrible omen in itself.

They must rush to the prayer room and pray continuously to purify their souls.

Of course, it does not rule out that Blake is a bad guy who is very aware of the pressure he brings to others. He just pretends not to know and enjoys the bad taste of "playing with fools".

"Hey, I don't like the way you talk. It's just as boring as an old man who is hundreds of years old."

Blake squinted at Mograine, who had a serious face next to him, and said:

"Where did the loud, rude but straightforward Grand Duke Mograine go? Speaking of which, do you still remember the two precious children in your family?

Master Renault and Miss Whitemane both regretted it after you were captured by the devil because of their taste of the forbidden fruit.

I heard that Miss Whitemane also joined the ascetic sect of Pope Fao because of this. She was determined to dedicate herself to the Holy Light to pay off the mistakes caused by her ignorance.

And your youngest son, Darion Mograine, is said to have become very silent and withdrawn after you left. It is really miserable for such a young child to lose his parents.

I've said so much, can you at least give me a reaction?

Can you please stop making this indifferent expression like when you’re listening to other people’s boring stories? Do you understand that this will make you look cold-blooded? "

"I miss my family very much."

Mograine didn't know what expression to use to deal with the pirate's sharp teeth. He took a deep breath and said softly:

“But I have a bigger mission now.

It may be difficult for you to understand, Lord Black, but after I have fought in different worlds and different times for more than 1,300 years, my thoughts have become something deep in my heart due to long-term emotional suppression.

The former Grand Duke of Mograine is now the War Archbishop of the Legion of Light.

I traveled across the stars to every world in need of help, fighting the same enemy in different apocalypses.

Every time I was on the verge of death, when I looked back, my kids were behind me.

They are far away from me, but they are also very close to me.

I really miss them, but I know that if the Legion of Light's cause fails, a terrible future awaits them.

In order to protect them, I can only choose to save my thoughts and fight here.

Maybe after everything is over, I will go back to my hometown to be with my children, but not yet. In addition, I know that you have many magical abilities. Please help me send messages to my children.

I never blamed Raynor and Whitemane, I was just too obsessed with being a perfect elder, too focused on the propriety of the family and ignored the feelings of the children themselves. "

"Are you a ruthless reading machine? How long have you been preparing these words?"

Blake complained:

"The tone of his speech didn't fluctuate at all. Look what harm Zera did to you? I say, don't just play with those strange voices in your heart!

understand?

No matter whether it is the Holy Light or the Void that calls you, it is equally dangerous. There is no difference in the essence of these calls originating from power. They are all the same extreme.

Of course, I know you can't listen to what I'm saying now.

It doesn't matter.

We'll find time to chat later. "

Blake waved his hand and said:

“I know where Zella is, so I won’t bother you to take me there.

The Exodar is circling over Krokuun, preparing to launch the advance troops. If your ship has no other work, why not help them?

You can find many 'old friends' there.

Go meet them, War Archbishop.

This will make you seem a little more humane, and considering the course of the war in Argus, whether you are willing or not, the Holy Light Legion will fight together with the anti-demon coalition.

You might still be able to see your son by then.

I heard that Master Renault has become a recruit of the Knights of the Silver Hand, and maybe Pope Faou will bring him to this world with him. "

After speaking, Black held his unique pipe in his mouth. As the flames rose, spicy smoke ignited in the flames. The pirate walked up the stairs to the Holy Light Tower with his hands behind his back.

As he said, he was really familiar with the place.

Mograine watched him leave. The archbishop lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. After a few seconds, he gestured to the adjutant in the distance, then took a deep breath, turned around and strode away.

A few minutes later, when Blake arrived at the Holy Light Tower, standing in front of him were four expressionless Light Pillar Draenei guards.

The good news is that they learned their lesson, and this time they sent four light-forged ladies who were tall, beautiful, but like icebergs.

The bad news is that the four Holy Light Blade defenders, like the previous Light-forged Sword Masters, are the kind of guys who have experienced hundreds of battles and have expressionless faces.

For a being with such a cold temperament, being male or female is completely unimportant.

The pirates can be sure that if the four light-forged ladies in front of them are willing, they can pick up their weapons and kill a dozen green-skinned orcs at any time without taking a breath.

This made the pirate sigh.

He decided not to dwell on this issue anymore, and just let the four female guards holding holy light spears "protect" him, and then walked towards the front of the high platform.

What caught the eye was a golden Naaru hovering on the high platform.

Her appearance is exactly the same as what Black saw in the will of the child king when he helped Varian Wrynn "exorcise demons" in Stormwind Kingdom.

It's just that compared to the last projection, the Mother of Holy Light who appears here in a material form this time is more real and holy. Every rotation of her light body will cause hymns to float in place.

Her sacred posture has allowed Uther and Old Fordring to sincerely repent and pray in front of her, almost treating Zera as the true incarnation of the Holy Light.

As for pirates

If he had not changed his profession to become an ancient god, it would be difficult to say whether he could control his mind when facing an ancestor Naaru like Zeira.

But what is certain is that in the field of "influencing thinking" alone, Zella's power in front of him is no less powerful than the ancient gods' destruction of mortal spirits.

"Hello, Mother of Holy Light, we meet again."

Blake stood there, took off his pipe, leaned over to Zella and said:

"We didn't have a good conversation last time in my territory. I apologize for the bad words I said to you at that time. I was too young and outspoken at that time, and I couldn't always hide my thoughts.

But this time I came to your domain, and I would like to thank the Holy Light Legion for helping us just now.

Although, we have only caught the light of Illidan Stormrage.

You're here for him, right? About the Son of Light and Darkness prophesied in the Great Destiny that you saw, who could end the Burning Legion's horrific crusade. "

"It doesn't have to be like this, Your Majesty the Prophet of Azeroth."

Zella spun her body and answered gently in the baby voice that Blake remembered:

"I believe that even without the help of the Holy Light Legion, those demons will not be able to harm a noble God of the Void. I feel the obscure aura of the Sunless Sea in you. It seems that you have set foot on a path that is not protected by the Holy Light." A path shrouded in light but still great.

That road is full of unknown thorns.

Wish you all the best on your journey. "

"Yeah, thank you for your blessing, Mother of Holy Light."

Blake smiled. He looked left and right, but did not find Illidan. He said:

"It seems that you have already talked with Illidan Stormrage. I guess your discussion was not very good. From my understanding of him, your theory of 'Children of Light and Darkness' cannot attract that cool and cold-blooded man at all." tattooed man.

Do you need my help? "

"No need."

The Mother of Holy Light's tone was still gentle.

She spun her body in the light and said:

"Illidan just hasn't seen through the fog of destiny yet, but he already has great ideals, and he will eventually realize that he needs my help to end all this disaster.

That will also be my fateful moment. Once this great undertaking is completed, then my final task will be considered completed, and I will disappear into the endless darkness.

This is the best ending for you and me.

I invite you here to ask you not to be too involved in Illidan's fate. As the anti-magic coalition you mobilize penetrates into the evil hearts of the stars, that great moment will eventually come. "

"You know, Ms. Zeira, every time you speak like this, I feel that you are a hopeless madman. You know that once Illidan accepts your gift, it will bring disaster to your existence itself.

But you are still waiting for the cruel fate you have seen come to pass. "

Blake whispered:

"I told you last time, even what you saw with your own eyes may not be true. It seems that you didn't learn any lessons during the time we were apart.

It's a pity that you still can't be a qualified prophet, and I can't give you the ring I have prepared.

Your realm and your followers are against me, I feel like I'm not welcome here, I'll leave Zenidal at night, I mean.

Taking my friends with me and leaving. "

The pirate glanced at Uther, Old Fording, and the dwarf paladin Lord Kurtaz, who were kneeling there and praying sincerely. He said with emphasis:

"I hope you won't stop me."

"Your friends are only listening to the true meaning of the Holy Light according to their own will."

Zella seemed to want to explain, but was interrupted by Blake.

The pirate shook his head and said:

"You stand in the light but you cannot represent the holy light, just as I walk in the darkness and cannot represent the void."

"You and I are both mud, Zella, we just rot in different soils."

PS:

Yesterday, a large group of book friends were reported to have disappeared by insiders. Of course, it is also possible that political enthusiasts once again showed their power and destroyed a very active book club gathering place. Frankly speaking, this incident made me mentally and physically exhausted.

There is no need to rebuild the group, just activate the original old group, group number: 215681356.

In order to prevent insiders, fan subscription is required to join the group this time.

In addition, brothers who like Jianzheng should not come here. I am really scared.