Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Elven Resistance Army.

Uh, no, it should be called the Anti-Demon Alliance now.

After the Wild Demigods and their Familia joined the elven front and received the full assistance of the dragons, the rebels who rose up against Queen Azshara and attacked the demons have become stronger than ever.

Under the cooperation of Jarod, Lord Ravencrest did not draw the trolls into his camp. Almost all the guys who could fight on this ancient continent have become his allies.

With such an advantage, if they still can't defeat Azshara and her demon thugs, then the world will really be hopeless.

The defense line of Black Crow Castle is being finalized. As the position chosen for the final battle, everyone in this military fortress on the edge of the large forest is ready to die heroically for the country.

Suramar is transporting supplies and armaments, and the Grand Magister sitting there says he will stick to it until the end, but whether it is Lord Ravencrest, Ms. Elya Blue Moon or even Commander Jarod, they are all very sensible. He did not place his hopes of victory or defeat on Elisande's integrity.

They only hope that Suramar City can attract some of the demonic firepower during the decisive battle. Anyway, with Elisande's character, once too many demons come, she will definitely activate the Nightwell to block the city.

To be honest, the ability of this great mage who was once loyal to Queen Azshara to do this has exceeded everyone's expectations, and it would be unrealistic to expect too much.

Around the empire's capital, Zin-Azsali, the carefully selected vanguards of the anti-magic coalition have also arrived.

They are hiding in the remaining woods around the capital. This is the last hiding area. If they go any further, they will definitely be discovered by the astonishing density of demons here.

The once glorious and great capital city has now become the Burning Legion's invasion base in Azeroth. The city walls and city buildings are still shockingly beautiful, but the aura of evil energy shrouding the city has become so strong that it can be seen with the naked eye.

"The next step is to wait."

In the hidden forest, Ms. Elya Blue Moon, who serves as the nominal commander of the vanguard army, has just completed her magical reconnaissance of the forward area. She returned to the position hidden by Cenarius' apprentices using natural magic. He summoned various commanders of the vanguard army in his tent and issued orders to them.

"Only after we start a battle at Black Crow Castle and attract Zin-Azshari's demons in that direction can we start our battle. Otherwise, if we rush forward like this, the whole army will be doomed."

Ms. Lan Yue is not a soldier. This pragmatic great arcanist did not beat around the bush but said directly:

"I have received a magical message from Ravencrest. He told me that the dragon army will help us destroy the Well of Eternity and the portal. Once the war begins, what we have to do is to control Azshara's palace and cut off the The connection between the palace and the outside world buys time for the dragons to take action.”

The commanders nodded, no one objected to this plan.

The commanders of the vanguard army were brave men carefully selected by the great lords. They knew what they would face before they set off with their lone army.

Life and death no longer matter at this time.

However, someone still brought up the meaning. The new commander of the Moon Guard frowned and said:

"The dragon will help us fight against the demons, but what about Azshara? If she also joins the fight, relying on her connection with the Well of Eternity, our mages can't fight her together."

"I'll take charge, that's what I'm here for."

Ms. Lan Yue said expressionlessly:

"You don't need to think about this until I die."

No one among the commanders asked questions. They all knew about the tragedy of Azsuna and Nathalas Academy, and no one doubted Dean Lanyue's will to fight.

The high lord may have considered this aspect when he appointed her as the commander of this vanguard army.

When the commanders left the tent to mobilize their troops, a deep voice also sounded at the entrance of Ms. Blue Moon's tent, and the furry and round pandaren emperor walked in.

He glanced at Ms. Lan Yue and said:

"I will also join in the effort to stop Queen Azshara, Lady Blue Moon."

"I welcome great help."

Lan Yue said to Emperor Shaohao seriously:

"But are you sure you can do it? Your Majesty, I am not questioning your skill and strength, but your identity is too sensitive."

"It doesn't matter. I came here for a state visit. It was already in my plan to pay a visit to His Majesty Azshara. Now it's just a different form of visit."

Shaohao, who was wearing a black monk robe, laughed and patted his belly. He turned back and glanced at the looming city of Zin-Assaly outside the tent. He said:

“Besides, I am here to resist the devil for the sake of my country and people.

Thanks to the activity of the elven resistance, the demons had to concentrate their efforts on conquering this land. Although their footsteps of destruction have spread to the trolls, they have not yet crossed the border of Pandaria.

But if you fail here, if you can't close that damn portal here, then my country won't be able to survive such a disaster.

As an emperor, I am born to protect the people. This is my duty and the burden under my crown.

I think that even if I really die in this battle, my people will not despise me for it. "

Shaohao, who had read the "script" of the ancient war early, seemed very magnanimous. As the last emperor, he had already put everything aside at this time.

He wanted nothing more and devoted everything he had to winning this battle.

Such a frank conversation made Ms. Lan Yue's feelings towards this alien emperor become more and more complicated. The Grand Arcanist put down the book in his hand and sighed in an "uneasy" tone:

“The emperor of the pandaren is perfect to the point of perfection, but the emperor of the elves wants to destroy the world. Why is there such a big gap between them even though they are both emperors?

Seriously, Your Majesty, I have begun to envy the pandaren of Pandaria.

If the emperor is also a profession, there will be at least several gold kings between you and Azshara. "

"Well, your speaking style is getting closer and closer to that of your mysterious disciple."

Shaohao winked at the panda and said:

"Without him, I would not have been able to complete this epic journey that is destined to be forgotten. And although there is no evidence, I suspect that the resistance army could have stumbled all the way to this point thanks to the secret assistance of your disciples.

To be able to teach such outstanding disciples, your status in the ranks of educators is definitely among the best. "

"Yeah, I'm probably the first mentor in history to be assigned homework by his disciples. In his words, I can be regarded as a light on a moderate achievement."

Dean Lan Yue pushed up her crystal glasses, rolled her eyes and picked up the magic test paper beside her. When the Pandaren Emperor saw that Ms. Lan Yue was about to finish her homework for the day, he naturally stopped bothering her and exchanged a few words. Left the tent.

He planned to go to the Monkey King to discuss the war. The naughty hozen would probably wander around the elves' forest looking for fruit for himself.

Speaking of which, there are so many kinds of fruits in the Elf Empire Forest that letting a monkey here is like putting a mouse in a rice vat.

But just as the furry emperor walked out of the camp hidden by natural magic, an unseemly voice sounded from the trunk of a nearby tree:

"Hey, that fat man in black and white over there, you walk in a very domineering manner. You scared me, do you know? I can't explain this without paying some compensation."

"When did you come here?"

Emperor Shaohao looked up at the tree trunk in surprise. There was more than one pirate sitting on the tree trunk, swinging his legs and drinking.

In addition to the little fish man holding the strange dragon egg, in the shadow of the swaying leaves behind Blake, there was also a mysterious warrior wearing a lady's owl armor standing there.

It seems like he is protecting Black, but does the mighty evil god still need someone to protect him?

"I've been here a long time ago."

Blake drank wine and said in an unhappy tone:

"About the time when you were obscenely hinting to my pure mentor about the close relationship between me and her, why didn't I know that the Pandaren Emperor, who always advocates virtue, also had such despicable moments?

Wow, you really deserve a beating today. "

"We Pandaren often say that what a human heart is like is what the world looks like in his eyes."

His Majesty the Emperor stepped briskly on the tree trunk and landed next to the pirate. The branch, which was not very strong, suddenly swayed as it carried the weight of one more person.

However, the legendary monk's skill allowed him to stand upright despite such shaking. He took the wine bottle thrown by the pirate and said to Black:

"It's obviously a normal conversation between friends, but in your eyes it turns into a dirty hint. If the world is right, then it can only mean that Lord Silent One is a dirty bastard at heart.

Am i right? "

"Haha, whatever you want, you will die soon anyway, and I have never been in the habit of arguing with dead people."

Blake replied very viciously.

Shaohao uncorked the wine bottle nonchalantly.

He knew that his time was coming, and after visiting Queen Azshara, he would return to Pandaria as quickly as possible to protect his people from the doomed collapse.

This great sacrifice perfectly fits the chivalry that the pandaren worship.

His Majesty the Emperor did not feel sad about this, and even looked forward to it eagerly.

"Now, this is for you."

The pirate and Shaohao drank a few rounds of wine, then took off a few luggage bags from their waists and handed them to the emperor. The latter took them in his hand and looked into the bags with his mind, and his eyes suddenly widened.

He said:

"Is this a dragon egg? I have seen its projection in the library of Narthalas College. It should be a blue dragon egg. Why are there so many of them? Did you rob the blue dragons' lair?"

"No, don't think of me as a villain, okay?"

Pirate Pirate rolled his eyes and said:

"I stole it to do a good deed. Well, I robbed it. I want you to take these dragon eggs back to Pandaria, which is the only continent that will not be affected by the Catastrophe.

Take these blue dragon eggs back and put them in a magical place to wait for them to hatch naturally.

Wait, I have a better idea! "

Blake narrowed his eyes, and an idea flashed through his mind, and he said:

"Speaking of which, when the world collapses, it will also cause a small disruption in the timeline. If I remember correctly, Pandaria will be slightly impacted by this world reorganization, and a strange island will be formed from the fragments of the disrupted timeline.

Time will be suspended there for ten thousand years.

Put those eggs in there! "

Lord Evil God patted the Pandaren Emperor on the shoulder and said:

"Don't ask me where that island is. When the time comes, you will naturally know that an isolated place where time is suspended is most suitable for storing such valuables without affecting the outside world's timeline.

I'm such a genius! "

"Are all prophets as talkative as you? There are so many new ideas in your head."

The emperor said in an unhappy tone.

But he still called to Zhulong, who shrunk his body and flew around the forest like a small snake, and tied the bag full of dragon eggs under Zhulong's saddle.

He didn't dare to bring this thing with him.

He was going to fight Queen Azshara. Even if he couldn't fight Azshara, he would definitely fight to the death with the demons. If something went wrong in the meantime, these precious dragon eggs would be gone.

"Tell us about the war."

Emperor Shaohao finished a bottle of wine at the speed expected of a pandaren drunkard. He turned to look at Lord Evil God, pointed in the direction of Xin Aisshari, and said:

"I don't doubt our victory, but I'm curious, how do you let the demons entrenched in the city go to the battlefield of Black Crow Castle? Their commander, if he has any brains, should know that he can't stay away from the portal at this important moment, right? ?”

"Of course they know."

Blake snorted and said:

"Aisshara is also very aware that the ritual of summoning the gods is about to reach its final stage. She is a very smart and cunning woman, but she is a proud woman after all.

As we all know, people who are usually more rational will become more aggressive once they are angered. When angry, they will often do some quite irrational actions.

So, ignore what the demons think.

Before the power of the Dark Titans approached this world, they were all swords in Azshara's hands. Wherever the Queen swung her sword, they would attack.

The key to the problem lies in Azshara's judgment.

Luckily, I'm very good at irritating people and exploiting their anger, so you assholes are in luck, so be patient.

In just a few days our dear Majesty will make the craziest decision she has ever made.

I'm very confident about this. "

Shaohao nodded.

Although he didn't get along with Blake for too long, he was really confident in this guy's amazing sarcastic skills. The Evil God was definitely a professional when it came to irritating others.

Moreover, the prophet in black has now given a sure vote, so naturally there is nothing to worry about.

Shaohao was a little tipsy. He glanced at the wine bottle in his hand and said to the pirate after a few seconds:

"So, you're leaving?"

"Um."

Pirate Pirates glanced at Miss Maiev, who was standing in the shadow of the leaves behind him. He held his pipe in his mouth and said:

“Everything I need to look for has been found, only the final goal has not yet been completed, but soon, I will leave, leaving this era forever and returning to the place where I came from.

But there is no need to feel sad about this separation, my dear Shaohao, although I don’t know where you, the haunting old ghost, will be hiding to watch the show in ten thousand years.

But I am certain that we will still be together in 10,000 years.

Until then, you have to buy me a drink. "

"no problem."

The generous Emperor laughed and said:

"I'll invite you next time."

"Then just kneel down."

The pirate waved his hand and said arrogantly:

"My lord, I'm going to rest. I still have things to do tonight. If you have anything to say, I'll write it down and talk about it in ten thousand years."

"Where's the reward?"

Shaohao grinned and said:

"You asked me to keep the dragon eggs for ten thousand years. This is a hard job. Are you not even going to give me any reward?"

"Hey, how about a better future?"

The Pirate Pirate squinted and said:

"Of course, we will pay it after ten thousand years."

"This is what you said! Don't default on your debt then."

His Majesty the Emperor stretched out his furry hand. Blake glanced at it and said disdainfully:

"Are you a child? Do you still want to pull a hook for such a thing?"

"Come here you go!"

The Pandaren laughed and pulled Black over. The two men hugged each other as if saying goodbye. The furry emperor patted the evil god on the shoulder and said:

"Thank you for taking me on such a magical journey, my friend. We will meet again in ten thousand years. We will see you again after you send me back. It's too early to say this now."

"Your beer belly is hitting me, you greasy emperor."

The pirate cursed:

"My arms are reserved for the soft little girl Xiangxiang. Let me go after you've hugged me enough, okay? It'll be over if others see me. I haven't planned to spread any scandal with a damn fat panda man.

Little idiot!

Put down the camera in your hand!

I'll beat you up, believe it or not? "