Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The second meeting between Black and Zella ended on bad terms again, but all the mutual dislike can be summed up as a serious conflict between the two prophets in their outlook.

Blake never uses the trajectory of fate as a rule for his actions, while Zella is the complete opposite.

From the time when she was in the Great Order of Light and Darkness, that is, the beginning of the material universe, to the present, all of Zeira's actions are to realize the destiny she has seen.

Black is the changer, Zella is the maintainer.

This is destined to leave no room for compromise between the two parties, not to mention that the two guys are almost natural enemies.

The only good news is that Zella, while a firm believer in destiny, is not a complete thug.

She firmly believes in destiny because she believes that she bears the responsibility of "awakening the child of destiny", which allows Zella to demand herself with a very high moral standard.

So there won't be any real conflict between her and Blake.

Even when the two had nothing to talk about, Zeira still allowed Black to leave Zenidal with his Paladin friends, and promised to help the Exodar complete the airborne landing tonight.

So even if Black had a strong opinion against Zeira, he had to admit that having such an ally who was capable of fighting and restrained force was indeed not a bad thing in the subsequent Argus strategy.

Of course, just because Zella is rational does not mean that her followers are equally rational. In Blake's view, these guys who have been brainwashed and converted by the Holy Light Force are all hopeless.

"Can you please stop following me?"

After Blake left the Holy Light Platform, the four Lightforged Vindicator ladies followed him closely like the previous Sword Masters, making the pirate look beautiful, cool and chic, and could kill him in 0.2 seconds. The "beautiful bodyguard" swaggers through the market.

It felt good at first.

But when the pirate was about to find a place to have a drink and rest, and the four expressionless guys followed closely behind him, this feeling of freedom quickly turned into a touch of helplessness.

He took out his skull flask, found a random place to sit down, and said to the four light-forged defenders who formed a human wall in front of him:

"I have already interviewed your leader Zera, and I have no intention of doing anything bad to this golden ship. Please, please let me go, okay?"

The four defense officers had expressionless faces and no one answered. The pirate sighed and turned away the wine bottle in his hand.

It was not impossible for him to get rid of these four evil girls, but it would require the use of attack-level void magic. Doing such a thing under Zella's nose was undoubtedly not a rational choice.

Although the Mother of Holy Light restrains force, she is not lacking in strength as the ancestor Naaru, at least she is not weaker than Black, who is full of firepower.

Although the Naaru, born as the will of the Holy Light, are far inferior to other ultimate creations of the Force in terms of absolute strength, let alone the Titans, the Eternals are not something they can deal with.

But the Naaru's advantage lies in their numbers.

They are also the ultimate creations of the Force. Currently, the only known Titans among the stars are those from the Pantheon, plus the unborn Argus and Azeroth, as well as the unlucky one who was split open by Sargeras' sword. The star soul corroded by the void.

There are only six Eternals, the creations of the Death Force, including the Arbitrators, the mechanical creations, which are considered rare.

But what about Naaru?

No one knows how many Naaru there are.

There were no less than six naaru who followed the draenei and fled to the world of Draenor. Counting those who died on the way and other naaru who wandered the stars like Zera, the number was definitely a considerable number.

This is probably the way the Holy Light Force spreads its influence. It may feel that it is difficult to create the ultimate creation that can rival other Force forces in terms of quality, so it adopts a different approach:

When the destructive power is about the same, remove the mass of TM and swamp them with sheer quantity!

Facts have proved that the choice of Holy Light Force cannot be said to be a failure.

After all, even Emperor Denathrius, who ruled one side, had suffered a slap in the face attack from the Naaru Legion, and one-third of the country was shattered into pieces after a war.

In short, Black doesn't really want to make enemies with the Naru group. Although he can definitely kill one or two, once he is regarded by the Naru as the enemy of the entire group, his troubles will still lie ahead.

There is no way, there are so many people.

The pirates really didn't expect that after setting foot in a "high-end circle" like the field of force, the simple tactics of large numbers of people could actually become an advantage. What a hell.

Without using void means, it would be difficult for the pirate to send away the four blades of light in front of him, and the dark eloquence he was proud of would be meaningless in front of these four young ladies.

They didn't answer at all, as if they didn't hear any of Black's words at all. This made the pirates wonder if these four brown candy-like lightcasters were deaf?

Hey, I just told a lot of dirty pirate jokes, can you guys show a little shyness? This hurts the confidence of Lord "The Demon of Thousand Tongues".

"Sisters, go and rest, I will be responsible for the next thing."

Just when the pirate was bored to death, a hoarse and calm voice "saved" him from the "boring hell".

The four Holy Light Blades trusted the owner of the voice. They whispered to the guy for a few words, then turned and left, leaving the responsibility of "protecting" the dangerous Black to their companions.

This should be a very powerful guy, and the pirates have no doubt about its combat effectiveness.

The only thing I'm more confused about is this guy's appearance.

"When did the Legion of Light start accepting Nasrezim?"

Blake sat on the ground, squinting his eyes like a drunkard and looking at the "Holy Light Demon King" who was emitting golden holy light and whose whole body was as if made of gold. He grinned and said:

"Did you become like this after being infused with holy light by these madmen after joining them? Or was it already like this before joining them? Did you come to me for help? Lord of Fear.

If you need help, just ask, and I'll be happy to take you out of this hell of holy light. "

"I don't want to talk about my past depraved career. Walking in the corrosive darkness is not a glorious thing. It was only after joining the Legion of Light that I found my true ideal and mission.

But precisely because I was born in darkness, I can understand your mentality at this time, Lord Black. "

The damn Holy Light Demon King in front of him was like a preaching priest, completely ignoring the pirates' bad jokes. It said to the pirates in a calm and humble tone:

"For this reason, the loyal and powerful Archbishop Mograine invited me to talk to you, hoping to eliminate your hatred and hostility towards the Legion of Light as the commander of the anti-magic coalition.

Please don't pay attention to the taciturnity of my companions. They just dedicated everything to the great cause of the Holy Light. They are all good people, but they leave too little for themselves, that's all. "

"Oh, so you are the most eloquent guy in this Legion of Light, right?"

The pirate winked and said:

"I'm very bored right now. I don't object to a conversation, but I don't want others to hear or see me showing my damn weakness. Can I find a place similar to a confessional?"

"Okay, please come with me."

The Demon King of Holy Light politely waved his claws of Holy Light, which could easily crush a body of steel with one blow, and made a "please follow me" gesture.

It took Blake through the second deck of Zenidal, greeting the Blades of Light familiarly along the way.

It can be seen that this guy is very trusted here, even if it is a Nasrezim that has no trust at all.

A few minutes later, the Holy Light Demon took Blake into a special meditation room. The pirate looked at the Holy Light crystals operating around him. Those suspended runes outlined a strange magical effect in the air that isolated detection and perception.

“This is the confessional room used by the warriors of the Holy Light Legion to interpret themselves when they encounter spiritual difficulties. Everything here is incomprehensible.

Even Ms. Zella never listens to what comes from here, where you can speak your mind. "

The Holy Light Demon King sat on the cushion in front of the pirates, assuming a "listening" posture, and said:

“Then, tell me, Lord Black, everything you want me to know.

Oh, let me introduce myself. My name is Losaxon. I am a senior member of the Legion of Light who followed Ms. Zera for more than 10,000 years. I currently serve as the commander of Zenidal's magic force. "

The polite and humble Holy Light Demon King paused, then lowered his voice and said to the pirate:

"Of course, I am also a secret agent who infiltrated the Holy Light camp under the orders of the Emperor. Like you, Lord Black, I serve two great powers at the same time."

"Is it so casual?"

The pirate blinked in surprise and said:

"You are so casual about being an undercover agent. You have to know that as long as Zera throws a thought here, maybe the terrifying Blades of Holy Light will rush in and hack us both to death in the next second. .

In addition, there are many great powers that I serve, but there are more than two kinds. "

"You are joking, Mr. Black."

Losaxon's pale evil face showed a damn humble smile like a priest, and it said in a gentle tone:

"As a servant of the Holy Light, the first and most important thing is to unconditionally trust your companions as well as yourself. This is especially true in the Legion of Holy Light established by Ms. Zella.

The Legion of Light is always loyal! The Legion of Light has no secrets!

As the sole leader, Ms. Zella's thinking is closely connected with the will of every Blade of Holy Light. We are a whole that serves the Holy Light. Suspicion is a poisonous thing that cannot appear.

Only in this way can we truly unite and win every victory in the fight against the devil.

Unreserved trust is the basis for the existence of the Holy Light Legion. As the soul leader, Ms. Zella will never actively break the rules she has set.

So even outside, you can freely discuss with me about the great achievements of the Great Emperor.

This is the characteristic of the Holy Light Force, Lord Black.

We cannot violate the rules of this absolute order. In your opinion, I may be too straightforward, but believe me, this is the best way to lurk for me. "

"Then I'm curious."

The pirate blinked and asked:

"What if Zera asks you about Emperor Denathrius? Will you tell her without reservation?"

"I can."

The Holy Light Demon King said gently with a humble smile:

“But Ms. Zella won’t ask about that.

From the moment I was allowed to join the Legion of Light, I was given complete trust. Just like the emperor said when he said goodbye to me.

If the question doesn't exist, the answer means nothing. "

"It's unimaginable."

The pirates marveled at this.

But he did not doubt the authenticity of the Holy Light Demon King's words. Based on his understanding of the Holy Light Force, this situation would indeed happen, and it was very likely.

But the pirate was a dark-minded guy after all, and he still carefully covered his thoughts with void power before starting to talk.

it's necessary.

He is not a member of the Legion of Light, and there is no need for Zeira to fully trust him. The fact that the Mother of Light will not monitor Loxaxon's thoughts does not mean that she will allow pirates to speak as they please in their own territory.

Zella just believes in fate, Zella is not stupid.

This guy has the best intelligence among the stars and cannot be underestimated.

"Where's the Helm of Dominance?"

The pirate completed the confidentiality work, sat cross-legged in front of Losaxon, and said to the Holy Light Demon:

"The damn threesome of the Fear Council dropped a stupid trap for me, but I don't blame them. It's normal for the bastards to resist even when they are about to die.

I have no interest in getting angry with the rats.

But before they left, they left behind a promise. As long as I could escape from their childish trap, the Helm of Dominance would be given to me with both hands. "

Blake held his pipe in his mouth and said:

"I want to see the Helm of Dominance! Now, now!"

"Well, you don't need to worry about that."

The wings of the Holy Light Bat behind Losaxon flapped, and it said seriously:

"At the same time that you boarded Zenidar's spaceship, Lord Balnazzar had personally escorted the Helm of Domination out of Argus and headed for Azeroth through the world of Drano.

It will faithfully follow the emperor's instructions, personally deliver the Death Helm to Anduin Lothar, and supervise him to wear the crown of dominance.

In order to make things sound more reasonable, Lord Balnazzar disguised himself as your uncrowned commander, Red-Haired Jack, and used your glorious victory as a cover to complete this secret matter. "

"What a bastard! Don't you even dare to face your own failure?"

The pirates scoffed.

He blew out a cloud of smoke from his burning pipe and said to Losaxon:

"Jack is my right-hand man. I warn you, if something goes wrong with Jack, I will be very angry."

"Not really."

The Holy Light Demon King grinned, showing a devilish smile that was both evil and holy.

It said seriously:

"According to the information I have received, Mr. Jack is now enjoying a very 'good' life in the slums of Shattrath, and his imprisonment will end after Balnazzar completes the escort of the Helm of Dominance.

Of course, in addition to this matter, there is another very important matter that I need to communicate with you on behalf of Nathrezim, Lord Black.

About the 'prisoners' you claim from the Emperor's Red Abyss. "

The Holy Light Demon King paused and said to the pirate:

"The prisoner has been transferred to the physical world by reasonable means.

My brothers placed it in a temple in the Twisting Nether. We originally wanted to let the Legion of Light learn this information through an 'accident', and then conduct a raid to rescue the prisoner.

But it just so happens that you are here. With your superb level of conspiracy, I feel that I need to discuss it with you again before executing this plan.

To perfect it even more.

I have lived in the light for too long, causing my conspiracy ability to decline rapidly, so I am ashamed, but I do hope to get help from dark wisdom now.

I hope you can give me some advice. "