Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1736 104. Your Highness Little Star can fearlessly act like a fox and a tiger again, great [Additional update 920]

"Are you really not sad? Most people will cry to death when they encounter this kind of problem, right? You know that we have a very good relationship. There is no need for you to pretend to be strong in front of me.

I mean, you can cry if you want, I won't laugh at you this time. "

The little star spread its wings in the twisted void, feeling a completely different experience from flying on the planet, while carrying Blake and the croaking little murlocs to fly to the floating island continent of Mac'Aree suspended in the stars above.

In the starry sky she flew past, the once dying Argus had completely disappeared, and even the burning star core had been extinguished into a small black broken star in the starry sky.

Layers of rubble star rings surround it, creating a dense asteroid belt among the stars. The stones are as big as a mountain, but the small ones can only accommodate one or two people standing on them.

There are so many of them.

So much so that the Macaire Floating Island Continent, where the Tree of Life has taken root, no longer dares to change the flight angle rashly, for fear of affecting the precarious gravity stability here and ushering in a devastating "meteor shower."

However, this special terrain is extremely effective when used to release meteorite spells. No matter how bad a high-level spellcaster is, he can easily drag down a few small stars to destroy a certain place.

But the focus of the little star that shuttles back and forth in the broken star belt like a keen fish is not on this rare and unique scenery. She used magic means to say to Blake riding behind her:

"Everyone is waiting for you over at Macaire. There are so many people. If you don't take the time to cry now, you won't have the chance to cry when you meet them.

Unless you want to change your image, from a handsome and sinister pirate to a crying sissy, is this more uncomfortable than killing you? "

"Didn't you see the smile on my face? Which of my actions makes you think I'm going to cry now?"

Blake held his pipe in his mouth, ignoring the damn laws of physics and magic in the "near-vacuum" environment of the twisted void, and puffed away in the sea of ​​stars mixed with violent primitive magic.

He squinted his eyes and knocked on the majestic dragon horns with little stars entwined with thunder, and said:

"Don't speculate on my thoughts. Be careful not to anger the terrible Titan Killer and turn your little baby dragon into a pot of dragon stew, just like chopping melons and vegetables in the twisted void."

"Hey, just pretend. Unless your relationship with Ms. Maiev is fake, how can you not be sad? Although you have always claimed that you are a ruthless person.

But I know very well how deeply my human servant loves his lovers. "

When Little Xingxing saw that Blake was still talking nonsense, her worried mood relaxed a little. Then she glanced at the approaching Macaere Floating Island Continent, and whispered:

"Okay, okay, it doesn't matter if you don't want to tell me now. Just let the sadness ferment in your heart. I know that one day the pain in your heart will burst out.

You can hide in a dark corner now, wrapped in a quilt and secretly wiping your tears. Of course, if you need someone to accompany you, then the noble Little Star, Your Highness, can also spare some time for you.

But you need to make an appointment in advance, I may be very busy later.

Also, Fenna and your father were seriously injured, especially old man Dai Lin. I heard Lord Eonar say that his power has disappeared, and even the foundation of his existence has been destroyed. I means"

"You never said this before. Is this still the carefree, crazy little star I know?"

Blake glared, and with a wave of his hand, he created a scattered moonlight blade and placed it against the big eyes of the blue dragon princess. He said suspiciously:

"Who are you pretending to be? Tell the truth!"

"Don't go crazy!"

Little Xingxing screamed, and her huge body quickly rotated thousands of degrees among the broken stars. She shouted:

"Don't point something so dangerous in front of my eyes, damn it! I feel like the moonlight in your hand can easily stab me to death, or leave a scar on my beautiful scales or something."

"Well, your feeling is a good friend. I believe it reminds you."

The pirate coldly lifted the moonlight in his hand, put it to his mouth, licked it pervertedly, and said in a long voice:

"This is Master Yueying's moonlight sword that is specially used to slay dragons. To deal with those stupid young dragons who talk a lot and have many questions, it only takes one knife to make her die in a painless nightmare."

"Why don't I stop talking? You bastard, people just care about you, okay?"

Little Xingxing immediately showed his true nature as a coward.

She screamed and stopped asking the pirates any personal questions. As she approached the Macaire Floating Island, Little Star rolled her big eyes and asked in a low voice with a hint of awe:

"So, you are a 'god' now, right?"

"Well, you can continue to call me such rude names until I am angered by your rudeness and issue an oracle of punishment to watch you get beaten up by a group of watchmen fighting for the gods until your nose is bruised and your face is swollen.

Or you can kneel on the ground with respect, shout my name, and then offer the treasure in a series of gorgeous words of praise to show your respect for me.

You rude little dragon. "

Blake held his pipe in his mouth and put away the moonlight sword in his hand. He looked down at the chaotic and lively land in front of him and said in a casual tone:

"Remember not to make a mistake when calling my name.

If you want a gentle god to chat and play with you, then call him ‘Lord Moon Shadow’. If you need your god to send down dark majesty to repel or destroy enemies for you, then shout ‘The Silent One’.

Of course, both services require tribute.

I'm different from other coquettish bitches who want to write down an oracle into a collection of riddles. I don't need those godly things to add to my majesty.

Whether you invite me to your birthday party or ask me to help you destroy a city, there is a price, and I always put the price clearly on my face.

Remember? "

"Oh oh oh, I understand."

Little Xingxing is not an idiot who doesn't understand anything.

She keenly captured the two names from Blake's joking statement, which meant that Blake had completely opposite dual clergy, which would produce completely different results under different circumstances.

And he was the first to tell Little Xingxing this important news, which meant that he allowed Little Xingxing to get blessings or power from the gods by calling his name under various circumstances.

"This is a rare 'privilege'."

Little Xingxing thought with some excitement:

"I finally have the strongest backer among the stars.

Hahaha, my humble, cunning but handsome human servant has finally become a god. With his protection, I can walk sideways in Azeroth and even the entire stars!

Hum hum, little Deathwing dares to be arrogant again, I will summon the servants of the gods to destroy you! "

"Hey, I feel like you're thinking about something very rude in your little head."

When the little star flapped its wings and landed on the edge of Macaire's floating island continent, Blake, who fell to the ground in the drifting moonlight, squinted at the little star.

Before the Blue Dragon Princess could retort, the pirate grinned and snapped his fingers lightly.

The next moment, Little Xingxing felt that her body began to change strangely.

In her exclamation, the figure of her huge and majestic Thunder Dragon was quickly shrunk, and no matter how much she resisted, she could not slow down the speed of her body's transformation.

In the blink of an eye, the majestic dragon turned into a cute blue kitten, wagging its tail and lying next to Black's boots with its paws in the air, scratching the stinky pirate's boots with its claws crazily.

She meowed, and it was hard to tell whether she was cursing or begging.

"This is a small punishment for disrespecting you."

The pirate bent down and picked up the blue kitten by the scruff of her neck, then held her in his arms while the latter pretended to be pitiful, squealing softly, while stroking the hair that was constantly being discharged with wide eyes. The little fish man walked towards the crowd in front of him.

Those who survived were all there, and behind them, the death knights and lichs of the Black Crow Chapter were dragging their exhausted bodies and transforming the recently dead warriors into undead.

Further away, the insect swarms that had returned to safety from a narrow escape on the battlefield were also counting their numbers. They were the group with the largest losses except for the Iron Legion, which was completely wiped out.

Xal'atath brought three insect swarm clans to the battlefield, and less than one thousandth of the insects could return alive.

But that's not a bad thing.

At least in the bugs' very twisted and terrifying deformed view of life, after such a cruel reincarnation in history, every bug that survives will become the absolute backbone of the rise of the Dark Aqir Empire.

Rejoice, swarm!

The first batch of new Star Heroes will be born after the empire is rebuilt!

The old prophet Velen, His Majesty Faol, and Tyrande strode forward to ask Black about the final battle situation. The three of them all had traces of the fatal battle on their bodies, but they were in good spirits.

It was probably the end of the Argus Raid that had been determined, allowing them to confirm that this impossible expedition had finally achieved a glorious victory that could shake the stars.

But when the three leaders walked towards Black, who was holding the blue cat and smiling at them, the pressure on the three people became heavier with every step they took.

Especially Tyrande.

The most sincere High Priest of the Moon under the Moon God reacted more violently than Velen and Faol.

The image of Black in her eyes was also completely different from what she saw before her. In Tyrande's view, the pirate in front of her wore a crown shining with dim moonlight, and a black crescent moon floated behind him.

His image was also constantly changing between the handsome human form and the aloof and indifferent, moonlit war god wearing a moon veil. The Blake in front of her undoubtedly gave her the feeling of meeting the moon god.

The kind of worship that came from the bottom of her heart made Ms. Tyrande immediately lower her head.

To look directly at a god is a terrible sin.

When she walked 120 feet in front of Black, Tyrande could no longer hold on. Her body was trembling and she was about to fall to her knees, but the pirate stretched out his hand to hold her up, stopping her body in mid-air.

"So many people are watching, ma'am. Malfurion and Illidan are also watching. There is no need to do this in public. It is not too late for you to kneel down when we are alone."

The pirate's mocking voice echoed in the high priest's ears, and he complained:

"I don't want to see the Stormrage brothers plotting to put a sack on me and beat me up, so I know you must be very excited to meet the Moon God, just like those fanatics.

But please be calm and decent.

Alas, I was just talking, Viren, why are you like this? Your Holy Light is looking at you, bastard, do you want to kneel down to the Ability God in public like this because you don’t want to hang out in the Holy Light realm in the future?

Is there really no one you care about here anymore? "

Under Blake's "divine scolding", the three leaders barely retained the last trace of dignity. They originally came to inquire about the situation of the battle, but now they all stood in front of the pirates with their hands tied, maintaining an extremely respectful posture.

It is very similar to their posture when approaching the tree of life.

This is not just the humility and obedience brought by faith, it is just like a puppy seeing a Tyrannosaurus Rex. The absolute suppression of their life status makes them unable to even think about fighting against Black.

Little Xingxing, who was in "blue cat form" and was held in the arms of the pirate, blinked and watched this scene.

Although she had just been bullied severely by the stinky pirates, when she saw the embarrassing postures of the three bosses, the blue dragon princess actually felt like "he is not bad to me" in her heart.

Sure enough, happiness and everything else come from comparison.

"The war is over, everyone.

Aggramar is dead, the resentment of Argus has dissipated, Sargeras' ambition to create the Dark Pantheon is completely shattered, and the millions of demons in the doomsday world have been completely defeated in the catastrophe.

This is a brilliant victory. "

Blake touched the cat in his arms, glanced at the silent crowd behind him, and whispered.

But the sound instantly spread to everyone's ears and hearts across the entire floating island continent, making those who were seriously injured and unconscious feel that they could all hear the good news of victory.

He said:

“The Dark Titan attempted to ruthlessly wipe us and our world from the stars, but we responded to his arrogance with our swords and fists!

It turns out that not even the Dark Titan can destroy our resistance, and fear is born from this day forward in the barren hearts of his brutal demons.

The name of that fear is Azeroth, Draenor, and the Anti-Magic Alliance!

Rejoice, demon-slaying warriors.

This is not the benevolent grace of the gods, but the victory won by you with your own hands, which will be remembered forever! For the glory we just won, leave the worries to tomorrow.

It's time to celebrate, survivors. "

The pirate waved his hand, and the bright moonlight swayed down like a waterfall on the broken continent.

Those bright star points shrouded every warrior like a veil of light, helping them wipe away the stains on their faces, helping them heal the sadness in their hearts, and then infused them with the excitement of victory, allowing hope to bloom in every dim heart. .

In just a moment, cheers echoed throughout the broken sky of Argus. Countless hats and helmets were thrown into the sky, and everyone went crazy with joy.

Amid Black's winking laughter, Nathanos Marris hugged Sylvanas next to him. Amidst the whistles of the surrounding warriors who were watching the excitement, the pair almost died. The lovers on the battlefield staged a "kiss of victory" in the ocean of joy.

Of course, this is just the beginning.

With the strength of the "carnival" state exerted by the Silent One on the survivors by mobilizing their psychic power, these guys would not calm down until they made a fuss for three full days.

Viren and Old Fao also hugged each other, and the two Holy Light Walkers shouted the name of the Holy Light to celebrate this hard-won victory, but when they looked back, Black, who had sent back the news of the victory, was gone.

No one knows where the guy went.

He started this victory celebration with his own hands, but didn’t he want to participate?