Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Faced with Queen Azshara's strange solicitation, although Tyrande could not understand the Queen's brain circuit, she decisively and resolutely chose to refuse.

In addition to her own disgust and resistance to the Queen, Ms. Windtalker also has to consider the overall situation.

She is Elune's chosen one and will soon become the leader of the Church of the Moon. She is the incarnation of the Moon walking on the earth. Once she succumbs to the tyrannical and crazy queen, it means that the people will lose their last faith. logo.

In the current life-and-death war, this will be a fatal blow to the morale of the resistance.

Or maybe this is Queen Azshara's truest thoughts.

Tyrande, who remained silent, thought that the queen probably realized the true power of the resistance after the failure in the Battle of Suramar, and she wanted to solve the problem through means other than war.

"After you allowed the demons to massacre Zin Azshari's night elves, there is no longer any possibility of negotiation between us! Azshara, your tyrannical rule has come to an end."

In the Queen's palace, facing the indifferent gazes of the surrounding demons and upper elf guards, the High Priest of the Moon, who had not yet taken office, said in a sonorous tone:

"You can kill me to show your madness, or you can imprison me to try to break my will, but Elune has revealed the future to me.

You and your demonic henchmen will eventually lose everything due to the righteous resistance. It is your final fate to fall into dust from the luxurious and blood-stained throne and turn into an existence that is even meaner than dirt! "

Tyrande's resistance and vicious curse immediately aroused dissatisfaction among the Queen's maids.

The royal maid Vashki, who was supporting the Light of Light, winked at her sister. The next moment, a charming maid stepped forward and waved the whip she carried to teach the miserable priest a lesson.

But Queen Azshara didn't care.

She waved her finger, and the maid who was about to be executed withdrew with a respectful look on her face.

The Queen looked condescendingly at Tyrande who was glaring at her. She laughed twice and said:

"Sure enough, you have inherited the fine tradition of the Sisters of Elune. You are simply superior to others in terms of sharp teeth and sharp tongue. No wonder they want to push you to the throne of the High Priest of the Moon.

But little girl, do you really know how to lead your people?

Frankly speaking, when the demons entered my world, I realized their cruelty and power, and I had no interest in a game that pushed the world flatly.

All I care about is the world after those imperfect lives are eliminated. "

Azshara paused, her stunning amber eyes met Tyrande's, and the queen said in a deep voice:

“The creation of every perfect thing requires energy and time, and your heroic resistance also adds so much fun to this game.

But let me correct you, young priest.

Those dead did not die meaninglessly. They were like diseased trees that were cut down in a chaotic and twisted forest. After they were burned by the flames, they would turn into warm ashes to fertilize the earth.

In their sacrifices the seeds of perfection will sprout, and ultimately, in My plan, a better world will be born.

They are not dead.

They simply gave their will to this land in the form of destruction and rebirth and tapped into the true potential of this world. Destruction and construction are the two greatest powers given to living beings.

And now, they are all under my control. "

This declaration stunned Tyrande, and then more intense struggle and anger burst out in the eyes of the Moon Priest.

The queen shook her head and lost interest in this stubborn captive. In her opinion, what was hidden under that beautiful face was just a foolish soul.

She returned to her throne, took the golden goblet from Vashj, and said half-heartedly:

“I won’t kill you or even hurt you.

I will let you see with your own eyes the perfect world shaped by my own hands, and when this abominable old world turns to ashes, when the new world comes, I will generously allow you to join it.

after all

Regardless of the connotation, it would be a shame to have your face ruined like this. "

"Do you see your people as imperfect beasts? Do you see the Highborne, who are immersed in magic and abuse of magic, as the future of the world?"

Tyrande was dragged out of the palace by two maids, but the Moon Priest had no fear in her heart. She stared at Azshara on the throne and shouted:

"You are crazy! Azshara, you were already crazy before the demon entered this world!

You regard yourself as a god above all living beings, and regard the lives of others as consumption. You attempt to transform the world with your crazy beliefs. It is not the devil who has bewitched you, crazy queen.

It's all your choice!

You will be punished, Azshara.

You will be punished by your own madness and ambition, and I will see your demise with my own eyes! The moon god will witness the collapse of this corrupt empire through my eyes! "

The Queen looked at Tyrande who was dragged out of the palace expressionlessly. The Moon Priest's last quarrel made the Queen very tired. When Tyrande disappeared, Azshara picked up the golden goblet, amber A trace of indifference flashed in his eyes.

"Barbaric and disrespectful, except for that face, it's pathetic. Teach her the rules of civility, my dear Vashj, but don't harm this gifted child."

So she said.

"As you command, my supreme queen."

The royal maid beside the queen leaned down to accept the order, a trace of undisguised jealousy and hatred flashed in her charming eyes.

Tyrande Windspeaker was a lucky creature, and the noble Queen thought highly of her.

Your Majesty has never been so patient with a savage female monkey, damn it! This Tyrande will definitely divert the Queen's favor and attention from him.

Looks like we need to find a way.——

"It's so cold."

On the way to Wyrmrest Temple, Jarod Shadowsong, who was once again transported by the natural magic of the demigods, accompanied by several Black Crow Guards, set out on the road to meet the Dragon Kings.

As he rode the black panther toward Wyrmrest Temple in the distance, Jarod frowned and said nothing.

He was thinking about the current situation facing the rebels.

Although the High Lord's battle order has not yet been issued, based on Jarod's rough understanding of war, he believed that the High Lord wanted to divide the battlefield.

The vanguard group heading to Zin-Azshari has been setting off for two days, and more and more troops are gathering in Black Crow Castle. The city of Suramar will reinforce the city's shields in a few days.

These scattered pieces of information were constantly reorganized and analyzed in Jarod's mind, and finally the young elf commander came to the conclusion: the great lord is changing his family!

He personally sat in Black Crow Keep and gathered an army to attract the attention of the demons and Azshara.

The resistance army that has defeated the devil is as bright as a candle in the dark night, attracting those bloodthirsty moths to desperately rush to it, trying to extinguish the brightest spark in this era of disaster.

Once Zin-Azshari and the demonic legions from all over the world launch an attack on Black Crow Keep, the Vanguard Legion will find an opportunity to rush into the capital at lightning speed with the support of their allies.

The key to victory is not whether Black Crow Keep can be saved, but the Well of Eternity is the winner of the war.

But in order to attract and delay the demon's movements as much as possible, the assistance of the dragons is essential. Thinking of this, Brother Shadowsong raised his head and looked at the Dragon Sleeping Tower standing in the cold wind again.

Today may be the time for the answer to be revealed.

"Have the dragons not told you their final decision yet?"

Just when Jarod was about to arrive at Wyrmrest Tower, Black's voice suddenly appeared in his mind. Brother Shadowsong had already adapted to the mysterious guy's elusive attitude. He asked expressionlessly in his heart:

"You bastard! Did you bully my sister?"

"Is this how you talk to your brother-in-law?"

Blake snorted and said rudely:

"It's not your stinky brother's turn to deal with the matter between Maiev and I. Please be more professional, Commander Shadowsong! I want to talk to you about business. How did the dragons respond to you?"

"They sent an envoy to Black Crow Castle. The great lord asked me to come to see the Dragon King on behalf of the resistance. I think they will give me an answer. There is a high possibility that the dragon will help us."

Brother Shadowsong took a deep breath and let the cold wind in the north calm him down.

He said:

"But the specific answer won't be known until I climb the tower."

"Then be bold."

Black said:

"Don't worry even if you fall out. As your brother-in-law, I will support you secretly."

"Are you here too?"

Jarod asked in surprise:

"Shouldn't you be accompanying my sister at this time? You bastard, you always give up, right?"

"I'm talking about you, a young man."

Black was a little agitated by Shadow Song's brother's question. He didn't want to discuss his love life with his brother-in-law, so he just said casually:

"Maiev has already shouldered her responsibilities for the elven civilization. I will go to her, but I must wait until I determine the current situation of the dragons.

Didn't you notice? Jarod.

A shadow falls over this temple of dragons.

This world-wide disaster is not only a trouble for the elves, the dragons will also usher in their own destiny, and the entire world will be changed. "

This nagging reply made Jarod's expression blank. What could he do? His brother-in-law is a magic prophet, and he has never concealed his profession.

Don’t all the prophets talk like this?

Brother Shadowsong shook his head, throwing these weird thoughts out of his mind.

He and his guards quickly arrived under the dragon tower, which looked like metal and was made of special building materials. The red dragon deacon in the form of an elf received them.

The soldiers were left to rest on the ground floor of the temple, while Jarod rode a red young dragon and was sent to the dome platform at the top of the tower. This is where the dragon kings hold talks and is a sacred place.

It was not the first time for Shadow Song to come here, but this time the five dragon kings and their spouses and representatives of the major dragon legions gathered in front of him to obviously announce an important news.

Jarod adjusted his clothes and strode forward to the center of the dome platform under the gaze of the humanoid dragons.

He bowed politely to Her Majesty the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza who stood in the center of his eyes, and at the same time tried hard to control his eyes from looking where he shouldn't.

By the way, the dragon king is really charming in her human form, and of course Her Majesty Ysera, the green dragon queen standing next to her, is no less charming.

Several elven messengers who had followed Jarod to visit Wyrmrest Temple before were said to have spent the whole day without food or drink after returning, and some were hiding in the house secretly painting portraits of the two queens.

The other three dragon kings standing on either side of the two queens were also very impressive.

Especially Neltharion, King of the Black Dragon. Wearing a suit of black armor, he can really bring great pressure to people when his face is expressionless. The indifference conveyed in those yellow snake eyes makes Jarod always subconsciously He wanted to stay away from this dragon king.

Although full of majesty, compared to the smiling Mr. Black next to him, he is still not friendly enough. Wait, Mr. Black? Brother-in-law?

Jarod's eyes widened at this moment, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

He clearly saw the hooded Mr. Black standing next to the Black Dragon King. While saying hello to him and asking him to calm down, he curiously turned his head to look at Neltharion beside him.

But the other dragon kings and giant dragons didn't seem to notice Mr. Black's existence at all. This magical man just blended in the queue of dragon kings so carelessly.

Six people from the five dragon kings appeared

It’s almost like a ghost story!

Jarod immediately confirmed that he should be the only one who could see Mr. Black. He immediately had a new understanding of Black's strength. If even the powerful dragon kings could not sense his existence,

Hiss, it’s really scary when you think about it. Are you right? The evil god is peeking at the Red Dragon Queen’s chest openly?

Hello!

You bastard, you're already in a relationship with my sister! Can you put away that dirty look in your eyes? you! What are you reaching for? Is this measuring Lady Alexstrasza's bust?

Brother-in-law!

Brother-in-law, what are you doing? Brother-in-law!

Stop it, you!

The Shadowsong family will lose all their face by you!

"Garold Shadowsong, the representative of the Elf Resistance Army, after a long discussion, we decided to give you and your lord a clear answer."

Just when Jarod was thinking wildly because of Black's sudden appearance, the Red Dragon Queen spoke on behalf of the Aspect Dragon Legion:

"During the war on the Great Plains of Suramar, we have carefully evaluated the threat of the Burning Legion to the world order. Their emergence will cause terrible natural disasters in Azeroth.

This goes against the mission of the dragons.

Therefore, the Dragon Aspects decided to join the war. "

Brother Shadowge's face immediately turned serious, and he immediately answered as a representative of the resistance:

"Thank you for lending a helping hand in this critical moment. The dragon is indeed a descendant of the legendary high nobles. The great lord and we will feel honored by your arrival and assistance."

"Don't use the polite words, elf, and don't waste your time."

The King of Magic Malygos, who was holding an ice crystal staff, said in a cold tone:

"Now, tell me your war plan. If you don't have a plan, then we will make one."

"Of course we have a plan."

Jarod glanced at the Dragon King and said seriously:

"The specific action plan can be discussed in Black Crow Castle, but the high lord allows me to reveal our grand strategy to the powerful dragon allies, dragon kings. Demons cannot be killed in the material world, so ending this war is the most important thing. The effective method is to close the portal to another world."

"That door has 'grown' with your Well of Eternity."

The majestic Black Dragon King said in a low tone:

"You can't separate it, elves, your queen is simply the most arrogant and stupid mortal I have ever seen."

"So, we decided to blow up the Well of Eternity!"

Jarod immediately replied. Such a decisive strategy made the five dragon kings look shocked. However, the black dragon king who reacted the fastest showed a smile for the first time after being surprised.

He looked at Jarod with admiration and said:

"Yes, I'm starting to like the determination of the elves."

"The Well of Eternity is a legacy issue that should have been resolved long ago."

The tone of the King of Magic Malygos was also gentler. The Dragon King in charge of the magic network and the world's magic stroked his beard and said to his brothers and sisters:

"It has been overflowing with the blood of the world for nearly a million years, and the magic power it emits has seriously interfered with the operation of the magic network. Maybe this is an opportunity.

But what I am more curious about is, what weapons do you elves plan to use to destroy the magic well that you have abused for thousands of years? "

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Jarod hesitated and did not answer. In fact, Ms. Blue Moon and Ms. Elisande did not come up with a feasible plan.

Probably seeing the elves' embarrassment, Neltharion, the king of the black dragon, looked left and right, and suddenly said:

"I may be able to provide some help on this issue. Just recently, I created a very powerful magic item with the help of my servants.

I think this may be fate.

That treasure was created for this moment, I call it, Dragon Soul! "