Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The pirate's last words caused the two naaru to break through the defense at the same time.

Good guy!

Don’t you even have to pretend to be an undercover agent now?

Or is Black, a bastard who serves the three powers of life, void, and death, planning to show his integrity in front of the Holy Light camp so that he can find a fourth loyalist?

Well, although his business ability is indeed excellent, let's forget it.

The Holy Light camp, which has always prided itself on trusting each other, really cannot afford to support such a great god. Even if Black really plans to sell himself to the Holy Light, the Holy Light forces probably would not dare to accept him.

The Holy Light Realm is not enough for a guy like Black to waste.

And stinky pirate, what's with that smug expression on your face?

We are not complimenting you!

While Zela was silent and breaking the defense, Blake took the time to cure Zilali's "illness".

In fact, there is nothing wrong with this ancestor Naaru. She seems a little crazy and irritable just because she is not adaptable after crossing the curtain of life and death and entering the material world.

After all, I have been with a group of Death Force creations for countless epochs and been tortured for a long time. After adapting to the environment of the Shadow Realm, I suddenly returned to the material stars. Both the power rules and the environment are completely different. In this case, my temper Being grumpy is very easy to understand.

As for her sensitivity to sin, there is nothing that can be done about it.

She has been permanently changed by her past experiences, just like a mortal who has suffered terrible torture and left a psychological shadow. This kind of thing can only be solved slowly by herself.

"I did a lot of bad things for Emperor Denathrius to gain his favor, and I decisively used this favor to get you out of his cage.

From this point of view, you owe me a huge favor.

So you'd better endure your dislike of me, Lord Naru, the Holy Light shouldn't have taught you to speak ill of your benefactors, right? This is not a virtue.

Even the Sunless Sea will spurn the white-eyed wolf. "

While Black was coaxing Zilali, he took out the carving knife and said to the gray-white Naaru in front of him:

"Okay, Dr. Black has finished looking at the patient. Your situation is very serious.

The good news is that you used the holy light to heal yourself very quickly, leaving no wounds.

The bad news is that you stayed in Revendreth for too long and were repeatedly extracted and imbued with hearts for experiments, causing you to be infected with a lot of the sinful power of the Venthyr.

But it doesn't matter. I have mastered the skills of carving sin monuments. You should know about that stuff, right? Venthyr use it to hide their true names and stabilize their sinful animas.

I will carve a sin monument for you so that you can control the power of sin in your body.

Go ahead and choose a style. "

The pirate took out a newsletter used by the Masonic Brotherhood to promote itself, and pointed to the various tombstone shapes on it for Zlali to choose from, but the Gray-White Naaru really didn't like this crazy pirate.

So she said:

"Are you going to let me carry a stone tablet to show off in the market? What kind of madman are you? Just carve it on me! My body of holy light crystal is the most suitable one to use as my sin tablet.

In the words of those Venthyrs, this is called carrying sin and seeking salvation. "

"Cool! What a great idea!"

The pirate immediately cheered:

"You gave me a new idea. Maybe I should turn my sin monument into a tattoo or something. It's really cool and trendy when I think about it."

"You think beautifully!"

The gray Naaru probably really spent too long with those mean-speaking Venthyr, which caused her to be too deeply affected. After hearing Black's soliloquy, she sarcastically said:

"You, a pirate, have committed too many sins. I have told you that your sin monument will be as big as a mountain. Even if you use the smallest words to inscribe it, your skin cannot engrave so many.

Hey, your way of holding a carving knife is very unfamiliar.

Are you okay?

Don't mess with my body. In these chaotic times, I can't find a sacred crystal to repair it. "

"That's a lot, isn't it?"

Blake pointed maliciously at Zella who was in emo state next to him, and he whispered to Zilali:

"When Zera can't stand the humiliation in her heart and chooses to commit suicide, you will have a lot more materials to repair your body. You can even repair your tattered body of Holy Light from head to toe."

"What kind of villain are you! You actually said such horrible things in front of me!"

Zlali screamed:

"Do you think I look like such a crazy Naaru? It's not impossible to decorate my body with the bones of my compatriots.

When I was first found and put together by Nathrezim on the battlefield, it seemed that it was too broken, so I used several body fragments of other Naaru.

I think this is probably what caused my mental instability. "

"Not being original will always cause running-in problems of one kind or another, but it will get better over time. In fact, there is nothing wrong with being open-minded. Your Naaru compatriots are a bit serious to the point of boring in my opinion.

You crazy guy is an outlier among them.

Being different from others has always been a virtue, which means you won't fall into the same mold. "

The pirate curled his lips, hovered next to Zlali's body, wielded the carving knife and wrote the first inscription of sin on the crystal body.

As a Naaru, Zilali's sins are really not many.

Creatures like her were born in the order of the Holy Light, and were destined to be "moral pacesetters" among the stars from the moment they were born.

Even with Venthyr's demanding standards, he couldn't find too many faults. This is why this gray naaru has been able to persist in Revendreth for so long.

The Venthyr, who were marked by punishment and redemption, could not think of many ways to torture the Naaru's soul. They could only use the crude and inferior method of extracting anima to inflict pain on her.

Because of this, Zlali’s sin monument was carved quickly.

After the pirate finished writing the last inscription with the three crimes of "fanaticism", "warlikeness" and "obscene language", Zlali immediately let out a dirty cheer that was very harsh to the ears of the naaru.

She felt that the uncontrollable power of sin was stabilized by her own sin monument.

She could finally face this familiar yet unfamiliar world with a relatively normal attitude.

"I'm going to take a rest in your Zenidar ship, stupid Zera."

Zlali stretched her crystal body and said to her compatriots:

"By the way, let me help you deal with the fanaticism and foolish loyalty of your followers. This is not the mentality that Naaru's dependents should have.

They should deepen their understanding of the Holy Light through study, and choose the true meaning of the Holy Light to believe in, turning it into the shackles of order to restrain themselves, instead of treating you as the incarnation of the Holy Light.

We do not engage in idolatry.

You know it. "

"Well, go ahead."

Zeira, who had been deep in thought, was awakened, and the Mother of Holy Light said in a tired tone:

"I just have to talk to Blake."

"Oh, okay, you guys can chat, I won't interrupt, but be careful when chatting with such a dark conspirator, your idiot brain probably can't match Black's dark wisdom.

A loser who can be valued by a harsh ruler like Emperor Denathrius is definitely not an ordinary person.

You can question the Emperor's power, but you cannot question His vision. "

After saying that, Zilali hummed a dark tune of Revendreth in an attitude that could be called "indulgent" to Naaru, swayed in the bloom of holy light, and floated to the Zenidar in an unsteady manner. .

Her appearance attracted the attention of many light-forged warriors who were resting. Under the call of the light released by Naaru, many warriors gathered to listen to Zlali explain the way of the holy light to them.

Judging from the "deviant" behavior of this crazy Naaru, it is really hard to guess what kind of thoughts she can instill in Zera's followers.

But Zeira no longer has the energy to pay attention to these things at this moment.

After Zilali left, the Mother of Holy Light hovered in front of Black. With an indescribable temperament of loss and melancholy, she said to Black very depressedly:

"So, when we first met, you weren't mocking me when you lectured me as a foolish loyalist to fate? But were you trying to tell me the truth?"

"Yes, I was emphasizing that the fate you saw was an illusion, but I couldn't provide any evidence at the time."

Blake held his pipe in his mouth and said to the golden Zella in front of him:

“That’s actually not what I originally planned.

I originally planned to replace your position in the Legion of Light with Zlali, because I knew that as long as I let it go, you would definitely anger Illidan and be shot by that coquettish man on his holy platform with his eye.

As long as you die, the Legion of Light will take a completely different path under my arrangement.

But plans can't keep up with changes.

I was suddenly given a rather terrifying mission, and I realized that my journey on Argus was bound to be more eventful than I had originally planned.

So I realized that I couldn't let such a valuable fighting force like you die in an unknown way.

I exposed my identity in front of you, and with the help of Zlali's personal statement, I finally made you see the truth, making you realize that your persistence in the past countless years was just a carefully crafted lie.

I know this is hard.

After you realize that you are not the answer to everything, it must be heartbreaking for you who always believed that you will be the agent of destiny to realize that you are just a tragic and indispensable character.

But think about it on the other hand, after breaking the shackles of fate, you can finally gain your own freedom. All choices appear in front of you, and you can freely choose your own destiny.

How awesome is this. "

The pirate gave some very hypocritical words of advice.

"But I'm used to following the rules I set for myself."

Zella was in such pain that she could no longer rotate her body or release sacred songs in the light. She whispered:

"Countless epochs of persistence have convinced me that Illidan Stormrage will be the ultimate solution to all problems. It can be said that everything I prepare is centered on him.

Now you suddenly tell me that Illidan Stormrage is just an ordinary elf

It’s really hard for me to accept! "

"No! You are wrong."

The pirate immediately corrected:

"I just said that the 'destiny' you saw was a concocted conspiracy. I didn't say that Illidan Stormrage is an ordinary person. He is just not the kind of destiny son who can solve all problems as you imagined.

Illidan is indeed destined for great things, but not in the way you think.

Including you, Zella.

What you don’t realize is that after you are freed from the shackles of fate, you can also transcend the identity you have set for yourself as a ‘destiny promoter’ and do truly great things that you have never imagined.

You should abandon the fantasy of being a man of destiny, face all the crises we are facing, and choose to solve problems with your own hands instead of expecting a great man of destiny to help you solve everything.

You should take responsibility for the stars. "

Blake coughed a few times and handed the star crystal in his hand, which marked the star map of Eonar Sanctuary, to Zella. He said:

"The Star Saint came all the way here because they found the location of a Titan Soul hiding in the depths of the Star Sea. If we can rescue her before the demon arrives, then our war in Argus will be successful. Unparalleled advantages.

The Legion of Light has fought against demons for countless epochs, and you should know better than I do what lies deep in the depths of Antorus and the Burning Throne. You know why we prevent Sargeras from establishing the Black Pantheon, and you are powerful enough to help us.

I am a prophet and so are you.

You know that every life in the sea of ​​destiny has a mission that it has shouldered since birth. You have been misled for a long time. Maybe it is time to pick up the mission that you left behind.

Those things that the Holy Light wants you to do when shaping you, those things that protect and praise truth, goodness and beauty, those things that resist and fight against darkness and destruction. "

The pirate pointed to Argus, the burning green world at the end of the star sea in the distance, and said:

"I will go back there and wage war against the demons there while you and the Titan Guardians from Azeroth save the Titan Souls.

Maybe you can help me take some of the pressure off.

I won't hide it from you, Zeira. If you go there, you will most likely die by the sword of Aggramar, but I think this may be your chance to prove yourself.

Maybe in the future, when your compatriots talk about you, they won't refer to you as a madman or a paranoid. Maybe they will praise you as 'the only miracle in the Holy Light'. "

"You are just trying to trick me into working for your purpose."

Although Zella is in a state of loss due to her broken destiny, the bright wisdom of the Mother of Light is obviously still online. She has a glimpse of Black's sinister intentions, but the pirates do not excuse this.

He tilted his head, blew out smoke rings, and said with a wicked smile:

"Yes, I am tempting you, but will you reject me?

Zella, after you realize that everything you did in the past is a continuation of the conspiracy, will you continue to get into trouble with the Son of Destiny as the mastermind behind the scenes expects?

Look at the eyes of those light-forged blades showing their sincere admiration and following for you.

Are you willing to tell them that the incarnation of the Holy Light they believe in is actually a coward who doesn't even have the courage to resist fate? Would you be so cruel as to break their worship of idols and role models?

Will you tell them that heroes do not exist, miracles do not exist?

Can you bear it? "

The pirate took off his pipe, and as the smoke rose, he said to Zella:

"People trapped in war and despair need light so much. They will give everything they have for the light in front of them. If you want to help them, you can't take away the hope in front of them, but you must become that ray of light that can inspire everyone. Light.

Zella, even like this, you can be the arc of light that pierces the sky in the dark age. Even if it is only for a moment, the meaning of that moment of light to people is far greater than that of a 'child of destiny' who was fabricated by lies. "

The Mother of Light fell silent.

After a few seconds, she turned around again and said:

"You've convinced me, Black. Your compatriots have their reasons for calling you the 'Demon of Hope', but I still have to ask you."

Zera bloomed into her own light, taking Blake into it.

In the scorching light that was getting ready to go, she asked seriously:

"You are a servant of Emperor Denathrius. You said that you came to Argus to help him open the door to the era of chaos. You know that means that the force is out of balance and that chaos is coming.

So how do you convince me not to die with you here?

I think that without your assistance, the conspiracy emperor would have to spend more energy to realize his ambition, right? "

"Are you really sure you can die with me? Zella, are you too confident in your own strength?"

The pirate didn't panic at all, he first made a sarcastic comment as usual.

Then, in the increasingly hot light, Blake whispered:

"You know, I, Emperor Denathrius and Ms. Elune each signed a contract with completely opposite results. I can only choose one of them to fulfill.

The Emperor wishes to receive my loyal assistance.

Unfortunately, the rewards He gave me were not enough to demand such high moral standards, but Lady Elune, on the other hand, was very generous. "

The pirate seemed to have remembered something wonderful. The corners of his mouth curved slightly, he pointed at the sky and said:

"Lady Elune gave me a ray of white moonlight, and I could do anything crazy for them, whether it was hunting or betraying a god, and... love.

Will this answer allow you to spare my life? "