Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1744 112. The noble queen leaves the palace to welcome the warrior back [Additional update 1720]

The carnival celebration that lasted for three days finally came to an end.

In the early morning of the fourth day, all the survivors in Mac'Aree appeared on the hills in front of the Arcanum Palace, either full of energy or extremely tired.

They have heard about the high-level arrangements from their respective commanders. It is said that the achievements of the warriors of the anti-magic alliance have moved the new god Lord Moon Shadow. He will personally use his divine power to cross the Macaire Floating Island Continent and the anti-magic warriors. The stars returned to Azeroth.

This saves the warriors from the trouble of taking a Draenei spaceship to travel across the stars. Although the spaceship flies very fast, it cannot take everyone away at once.

Although the land of Macaire is the only place left in the world of Argus that is not contaminated by evil energy, it is very barren and there is no food. If so many people stay here for a month or two, something terrible will definitely happen.

Moreover.

Any warrior who has personally participated in the battle in the Antolan Wasteland, no matter how determined they are, is now exhausted. What everyone wants most now is to return to their respective homes and have a good sleep with their yellow-faced women in their arms.

They have experienced terrible disasters and apocalypses, and there is no place more suitable for them to relax than home.

Everyone was excited, and the survivors were also looking forward to it, although almost everyone held one or two urns in their hands. Although the anti-demon coalition achieved a brilliant victory, the casualties were also very terrible.

Even excluding those who had been transferred to death knights, the overall casualties of the anti-demon coalition reached an astonishing one-third.

But the good news is that the souls of the deceased are placed in the soul box in the cabin of the Evil in this World.

This magic item made by Her Majesty Azshara is really powerful. You only need to go back to Azeroth and have the Queen cast the spell herself, and those souls can be released.

However, there are rumors that the victims in the Soul Box who are guarded by the Nagas will be resurrected as Nagas in the future and become deep-sea warriors under Queen Azshara.

This caused dissatisfaction among many soldiers.

But if you think about it carefully, without the help of the Queen, these brothers would not even have the possibility of becoming Naga.

A soft-skinned snake is a soft-skinned snake.

It is better to live again than to die on the battlefield.

"Mentor! You can't do this!"

Outside the super-large teleportation array that has been cleaned and built in the Arcane Academy, Black, who is holding the scepter of Sargeras, wearing black robes and a moonlight mask, is about to show off his skills, and is being stopped by his disciple Valeela.

The talented Quel'dorei assassin wearing the Warden armor complained very unhappily to his mentor:

"Why am I assigned to Stormwind City to preside over the Watch Trial? I'm obviously just a new recruit, and I haven't even completed the veteran challenge. At least one warden should be assigned to take charge of this matter, right?"

"Well, what you said makes sense, but I didn't think enough about it."

Black, who was wearing a mask, nodded solemnly, and then as the panda assassin Miss Tao Ya looked at her in astonishment, Black reached out and patted Valeera on the shoulder, and said sincerely:

"Then, my disciple, you will be an official warden from now on. With the fighting power and will shown in the decisive battle of Antolan, you can fully fulfill this important task.

The remaining Watchers have to go back to prepare for the establishment of Black Moon Academy. They will be very busy next. And when it comes to understanding the Eastern Kingdom, who in the entire Watcher organization is more suitable than you?

Go and sit in Stormwind City and promote the glory of the Way of Watch. I believe you can complete this important task well. "

"You obviously did it on purpose!"

Valeela screamed in a somewhat broken voice:

"You are between me and Varian."

"Um?"

Blake made a suspicious nasal sound and asked in an indifferent tone:

"What happened between you and the human emperor? What happened to you? You must have not forgotten the doctrine of the Watchers, right? Even if Maiev Shadowsong and a god like me fell in love, there was no marriage contract between us.

That's not allowed!

You are a cleric, Valeera, you can fall in love and even have children, but your faith has been dedicated to Elune, at least in name!

You need to maintain the devotional posture of the clergy.

Remember this! "

After saying that, Blake took a few steps forward with the majesty of a god, then turned back, took out a book from under his robe and put it into the hands of the helpless Valeela, and warned:

"Read this book carefully. It will help you have a more enjoyable time in Stormwind City. I have something to do, so that's it."

Then Blake left here in a flash, and Miss Tao Ya, the panda assassin, poked her head behind her good friend Valeela to see what the mystery of the book was.

As a result, the next second she was shocked by the name of the book.

"The hardcover version of "You Can Know It at a Glance: The Secret History of Human Courts in Three Thousand Years of Palace Fighting" is dictated by Queen Gina Golden Sword and Queen Mia Greymane, and compiled and published by the famous romantic writer Little Star. It contains candid Prince Rhett's hand-drawn illustrations of the secret history of the royal family are the best way for you to understand the unknown and secret stories of the royal family."

Tao Ya read out the words on the cover word by word. She looked at her best friend with angry cheeks in shock, thought about it, and whispered:

"Well, do you really need this? I heard that the Sangunar family has been the court assassins of Quel'Thalas since the time of the first Sun King.

Your family must know more about the inside story of the palace than humans, right? "

"Do you think that's what you should be concerned about right now?"

Valeera was so angry that she threw the book in her hand to Tao Ya, turned around angrily and jumped into the shadows. The pandaren girl felt that her friend's reaction was somewhat excessive.

I just found a boyfriend, what's there to be embarrassed about?

It is much better to become the emperor's lover than to abide by the rules and live a long life alone, and His Majesty Varian seems to be a reassuring person.

"Are you ready? Everyone."

Blake, who appeared in a mysterious manner, raised the Scepter of Sargeras in his hand. The giant teleportation array around him was filled with the best spellcasters in Azeroth.

Two lichs, an elf prince, an eredar arch-enlightener, the arch mages of Dalaran and Quel'Thalas, and the weak purple-robed arch mage Khadgar, this guy is like It felt like he had been squeezed dry, and he was still yawning.

They are responsible for pouring their own magic into the scepter of Sargeras through rituals, and then Black, the new god, controls the huge magic power that mortals can't imagine to tear apart space and tear apart the huge floating island of Mac'Aree. The continent was sent directly into the endless sea of ​​Azeroth.

At the destination, Velen and Fao's Majesty, who had returned to Azeroth in advance by spaceship, as well as the spellcasters who stayed in their hometown, served as magic beacons on the other side to achieve the most accurate transmission.

Evil objects like the Scepter of Sargeras corrode the world space too strongly. One teleportation is the limit, and cannot be fine-tuned otherwise it will seriously affect the space stability of Azeroth.

The two previous teleportations of the Iron Legion from Ulduar have made the world less stable.

As the archmages began to gather their magic power, on the hills below the Arcane Academy, the chattering Chief Red was still complaining to Varok and Drek'Thar beside him.

The fat orc chief leaned on the gorgeous animal-headed scepter specially made for himself and whispered to the two people around him:

"I still think that the Mac'Aree continent should be placed in our world of Draenor. Azeroth has enough continents and a large enough population. Sending such a continent is just the icing on the cake.

But for the recovering Delano, it is a timely help."

"Red, I understand your thoughts, and I am moved by your desire to make your hometown a better place, but the fact is that our world cannot carry this land."

The Drek'Thar shaman, who was wearing a black gauze covering his eyes because he was too old and very weak, was sitting in a wheelchair, being pushed by the resolute-looking young hero Ho, who was carrying Blood Roar on his back.

He sighed and said:

"This continent has been rooted by Titans. Look at the Tree of Life, Red. The heavy pressure it brings will crush our world the moment it falls into the Zangar Sea.

After all, Draenor is not honored to be able to give birth to star souls, and only a world like Azeroth can resist the pressure of the Titans.

Coupled with the threat of the Dark Titan, sending it into Azeroth is the most appropriate choice. "

"We are Lord Aggramar's dependents!"

Reid retorted unwillingly:

“Delanor was born out of the war between Aggramar’s creations and the force of life. Although our world is small, it is also a very unique existence among the stars.

I think we can take the risk. If this continues, even if Draenor does recover to its heyday, it will be nothing more than a vassal of the world of Azeroth.

The resources of the two worlds are so different that we cannot hold our heads high. "

"Red, don't think like that."

Varok Saurfang looked back at the Tree of Life that penetrated deep into the sky. The old warrior whispered:

"If you fail to survive the following decisive battle, all your grand ambitions and hegemony will be in vain. Draenor should not have competed with Azeroth in a warlike manner. We tried, but what we got was a tragedy of near destruction.

Just make that mistake once.

Unity, the two worlds must unite to create real miracles, such as this Argus War, which proves that the wheel of hatred can be eliminated.

But this requires both of us working together.

Reid, this is what you, as the warchief, should think about and implement. "

"Whatever you say, but I want to keep Blackstone Mountain."

Reid snorted and said:

"I have made an agreement with the human kings that it will become the outpost of the world of Draenor and the starting point of the trade routes between the two worlds. Hey, Garrosh, are you interested in becoming an overseer in Blackrock Tower?

If you do well, the chief can also leave it to you in the future. "

"Not interested in!"

Young Master Ho pouted and said:

"I just want to kill demons now, and I'll wait until I've killed enough to do other things. If you really need a warlord, Thrall or Dranosh are obviously more suitable than me."

"Look, Your Majesty, those greenskins are discussing how to deal with us."

On the other side of the orcs, Bolvar Fordragon, the regent of Stormwind City, hung his arm in a bandage and whispered to Varian:

"They are not trustworthy. I think we should strengthen the defense lines in the Burning Plains after we return."

"Bovar, don't do this."

Varian sighed and said:

"We just worked together to defeat the devil. Give peace a chance. I beg you."

"Your Majesty is right."

In the shadow beside the emperor, Shore whispered:

"If we really want to fight, it's not now. We still need the orcs to guard Blackstone Mountain and serve as cannon fodder in the demonic war. Your Majesty the Regent, it's not too late to talk about this after the war is over.

By the way, Your Majesty, Sir Genn has just woken up from a serious injury. Since he saved your life on the battlefield, you may need to personally escort Mr. Genn back to Gilneas after we return.

By the way, we can publicize our victory in the northern Xinjiang countries, which will help make the people support you more.

The publicity staff of the Uncrowned are already ready, and a grand victory celebration will be held in the city of Lordaeron just waiting for your arrival. "

"Oh my God."

Varian covered his eyes with his hands and said in a tired tone:

"Can I ask Your Majesty Fa'ao to go instead of me? I just want to go back and see my son now."

"Please don't be so willful, my lord."

Shore reminded in a low voice:

"This is your necessary job as the emperor. As for the queen and the prince, I will send someone to take them to Northern Xinjiang. You can meet your family after work. There is no conflict."

In Xiao's smiling words, a thick light burst out from the academy in front of him and easily cut through the stars, just like a rotating door suddenly appeared on Macaire's floating island.

As the scepter of Sargeras in Blake's hand moved easily and freely, the power of space transmission was exerted on this ancient vicissitudes of land, and then it turned into a point of light and disappeared in this star field with slight vibrations. among.

On the endless sea of ​​Azeroth, near the islands where the draenei live, the tide hunter Neptulon and the stone mother Therazane, who had already received the news, rarely appeared in the material world.

Two elemental monarchs want to help a continent be fixed on the endless sea.

The Tidehunters are responsible for suppressing tsunamis and ocean changes throughout the world, while the Stonemother uses the Hammer of Khaz'goroth to shape the continent of Mac'Aree that connects to the deep sea shelf of Azeroth.

But besides them, there's someone here who shouldn't be here.

"Well, I felt the vibration in the space, a powerful vibration, it was really shocking."

In front of the expressionless old Velen and the helpless Fa'omian, Queen Azshara, dressed in gorgeous clothes and leaning on her gorgeous pearl chariot surrounded by a large group of Naga war matrons, was filled with tears in her eyes. It's expectation.

She saw the space being torn open before her eyes, leading to a whirlpool leading to the stars, and said in an arrogant tone:

"My brave subjects won a glorious victory for their supreme queen on the alien planet that could be recorded in history and could shock the stars. As a benevolent ruler, I naturally cannot let my subjects feel cold.

I think when these warriors returned to their hometown, they would feel very good when they first saw their queen coming to greet them in person. "

"Ah, yes, yes, this is our honor, Your Majesty Azshara."

Fa'ao responded softly.

But looking at the look in the old man's eyes, it was clear that he didn't feel honored at all. But even though everyone was here, how could he drive her away? And even if he and Velen join forces, they can't expel Azshara.

All I can say is that this arrogant queen is really uncouth.

"My subjects have returned victorious. They are coming back, playing music!"

The Queen sat up on her royal chariot and gestured to the huge Nazjatar Royal Band behind her. The next moment, the grand and glorious music of the empire began to play.

And the Queen herself is not here to travel, she is really here to help.

When she felt that the huge floating island opposite was approaching the endless sea, the Queen picked up her deep-sea scepter and used her shocking magic skills to inject her huge magic power into the extremely unstable space vortex in front of her.

She single-handedly stabilized the dangerous teleportation across galaxies, and made Mac'Aree's landing posture much more stable when she appeared in the ocean of Azeroth, and even the huge waves were suppressed.

Of course, with such a large piece of land falling on the ocean, rising sea levels are inevitable. The low-lying islands in the South China Sea and the North Sea are likely to be submerged.

At this time, Velen and His Majesty Faao looked at each other. The two old men of Holy Light looked at Azshara, who was as majestic as the God of Magic, with expressions of watching on their faces.

They were hiding something from Queen Azshara.

"Ah, where is my favorite court jester Black?"

The Queen waved her finger arrogantly and said:

"Let him come up to receive the reward, I have prepared it for him, okay? What's going on with that aura? What else is there on the land besides the Titan Soul?

God?

Why is there such a smell here?"

"He is coming towards you, Your Majesty! Run!"

"Escort! Escort!"

The whole crowd suddenly fell into chaos. The Naga matrons loyally guarded in front of their queen, but the next moment they were roughly pushed away by the queen with magic.

Her body trembled as she felt the familiar breath coming from a distance in front of her. The moment Blake appeared from the light, an extremely charming smile suddenly appeared on the Queen's alluring face.

She stretched her body, spread her four hands outward, and leaned over Blake like a graceful lady and said:

"Welcome back after ten thousand years. Prophet in black."

"good"

Blake shrugged, pointed to the floating island behind him, and said to Azshara:

"Follow me, my dear Majesty, the promise I have owed you for a long time has come to be fulfilled. I am sure you will be delighted by this."