Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1740 108. Just kicking open the door to a new era [Additional update 1320]

Little Xingxing tried hard to see the scene in front of her clearly. Under the guidance of Blake's thinking, she knew that she was about to gain insight into the mystery that affected the entire stars.

That is the absolute truth hidden beneath the surface of the War on Argus. According to Black, it is a conspiracy that has lasted for countless epochs.

Whether he is a member of the Aspect Dragon or a best-selling author, Little Xingxing feels that he must master this first-hand information. Not only can he go back to the Wyrmrest Temple to report to the Dragon Kings and get rewards, but he can also take this exciting and exciting experience into his own hands. Secret things are written into one's own autobiography, allowing readers to call the book an expert and then buy it enthusiastically.

She even thought about it very clearly.

I will leave a fragment at the end of my next autobiography, "The Battle of Purgatory: Star Flash vs. the Destroying Titan," so as to gain some popularity for my new series of interpretations of the fate of stars that I produced independently.

She was also curious about what kind of truth could make a guy with a bad personality like Blake be so serious when talking about this matter.

Since we came with a purpose, our actions were naturally more direct.

The stupid Blue Dragon kept blinking at the mental level, but what she saw with her eagerness was only groups of strange white clouds, like a hollowed-out sky, with nothing but white clouds. .

It looks very empty and makes people feel dizzy.

"Where is it?"

Little Xingxing couldn't help but urge, which resulted in immediate scolding from the other people who were pulling in Blake's consciousness with her thoughts.

You need to be patient and calm about this kind of thing.

This giant dragon has no strategic determination at all!

Because of the connection of thoughts, the thoughts in other people's minds could not be hidden from Little Xingxing's perception. After sensing other people's thoughts, the Blue Dragon Princess immediately coughed a few times and planned to find an honest reason for her anxious actions.

As a result, at this moment, the scene in front of him suddenly changed.

A city appeared in the white clouds that filled the sky. It was like a huge stone spire extending upward and downward at the same time, shaping a huge compass-like disk in the center, making the entire city look like a top. .

Without reference, it is impossible to determine how big the city is, but it is certainly not small.

Because everyone followed Blake's soul and saw the strange life everywhere in the city disk from a high angle overlooking the entire city.

In that city were the Stoneborn beings they had seen who were currently loyal to Black, as well as some Venthyr who wore gorgeous robes and costumes, carried fashionable parasols and walked through the city under the compliments of their servants, as well as the undead. !

All kinds of undead exist in that city, and they are definitely different from the undead in Azeroth.

Because they have real emotions.

The little star with the sharpest eyes can even see from a distance a large suture of hatred bargaining with some weird merchants who have no facial features, only weird sharp bodies, and soul fires burning on their heads in the lively market.

There are also some little things with wings, such as butterflies and moths, but with small bodies that fly around like elves. They look very naughty and will always cause chaos of one kind or another when passing through the market.

Finally, there are some weird angels with blue skin and white wings flying around the city.

Judging only from the area of ​​the city market and the number of lives it displays, it is conservatively estimated that there are at least one hundred thousand creatures in this strange "city in the sky".

This is definitely a big city.

“The eternal city of Oribos, the center of the Shadow Realm, the crossroads through the kingdom of death, the transit place for souls, and the place of judgment for good and evil.

Where destiny lies, rules lie. "

Blake's deep voice sounded in everyone's hearts, just like a tour guide introducing the origin of the city in front of him to his chosen one and the idiot little star.

He said briefly:

"When all life in the entire material stars dies, if there is no external interference, then this is the first stop for all souls after crossing the curtain of life and death.

Look at those Gryen angels, they are the guides of souls. They can cross the curtain of life and death and continuously send souls into this city. It is precisely because of their hard work that the order of life and death has remained stable for countless epochs. and balance. "

Everyone used the pirate's explanation to look at the blue angels flying around the city. Sure enough, every angel flying into the city was holding a soul in its hands.

But most of the souls were strangely shaped. At first glance, they did not come from Azeroth or Draenor. Shore even saw a group of eyeballs that looked like void creatures. The souls were also held in the hands of the blue angel and "swaggered through the market." ".

But soon, Xiao's eyes became strange.

"What's wrong?"

While Little Xingxing greedily watched the scenery of this other world and remembered them in her mind, she felt the doubts in Xiao's heart and asked in a low voice:

"Any questions?"

"I saw an acquaintance among those souls. He was a spy stationed by MI7 on a pirate ship in the South China Sea. Why was he sent here?

I wonder if his cover has been blown. "

Shaw said hoarsely:

"Also, is there anything wrong with these angels? Why do they always fly holding other people's necks? Is this their tradition? Or is it a 'disgrace' before dishonest souls are judged?"

"No, it's not that complicated. It's just these little blue guys lazily changing their positions."

The pirate coughed and explained in a gossipy manner:

"The thing of attracting souls sounds very majestic, and it is very fulfilling to do it, but when you have done a great thing for countless epochs, you have to find some new tricks to satisfy your growing depression. boring life.

Flying by the neck of others is the most labor-saving position. This is why I hate Grien so much. They are obviously a group of 'taxi drivers', but they are not dedicated at all.

Their service attitude is not even comparable to Hela in Hades.

Madman Hela just threw the souls into the dangerous River Styx and let them play an exciting and enjoyable death rafting. When encountering noble souls, he would send ghost ships to send them to the fatal Maw.

But these Kyrian angels really have no manners at all towards their customers. "

After saying that, the pirate seemed to remember some bad experience and said as if he was complaining:

"Don't imagine how magical or noble the people here are. Although they live in the world of death, they are no different from us.

They have the same emotions and desires, the same pains and troubles, the same passiveness and sabotage, and the same cheating and cheating.

Especially the goblins in the Night Palace, they are simply lawless!

Even though they are small and cute, once they get noisy and start playing pranks on you, you will want to twist their heads off and sew their mouths shut.

Venthyr are a bunch of bad guys who take conspiracy to the extreme.

On average, ten out of ten sentences they say contain evil intentions. They are proud of this and work hard to develop their damn gloomy style into an art of deception.

You have to be careful when dealing with these guys, otherwise you can easily end up in an embarrassing situation.

I think the best ones to deal with are the undead of Maldraxxus.

They are straightforward, careless, and treat every visitor sincerely and invite them to participate in the exciting and lively theater of death brawl. If you can make them win money, you are their best friend.

Of course, there are prerequisites for making friends with the macho macho men.

You must at least be a fighter who can defeat 100 challengers with your bare hands. This is the minimum requirement. They never make friends with noobs, and the result of novices who dare to go to Ma Zhuo will definitely not be good. "

After listening to Black's introduction, Little Star shook her body and said in an exaggerated tone:

"That means there are no good people in the entire Shadow Realm?"

"Absolutely. Unless you can tolerate the same living habits as goblins, who never talk about money, and are the best at deceiving and abducting shrewd agents, you really won't like this place."

The pirate curled his lips and pointed to the highest point of Oribos. Everyone looked at his finger and suddenly became horrified.

At the high point of the Eternal City, countless souls sent by the Green Angels are constantly flying around the top tower. Those blue souls are like a storm, almost surrounding the entire Eternal City. The city's spire.

The soul tide composed of dense souls made people dizzy. Chief Red even exclaimed:

"My God, how many souls are there waiting for judgment? A hundred thousand? A million? Or more? Are their work efficiency so slow?"

"The Eternal Arbiter's work is not at all inefficient, Red."

The pirate also looked at the spire surrounded by the blue soul tide, and he whispered:

“In the Destiny Chamber in that high tower, the Arbitrator will examine the past of each soul and guide them in the direction after death. His arbitration is extremely accurate, and every soul who is judged has no complaints.

The righteous and loyal souls will be sent to the Ascension Fortress. They must first wash away their mortal memories and then pass the Ascension Trial to become Green Angels and fulfill their mission of guiding souls.

Souls who love life will be sent to Ardenweald, where they choose a new form to be reborn, and help the Winter Queen breed spiritual seeds to bring new life to the material world.

The brave and violent souls will be sent to Maldraxxus, which is a large Hall of Valor. Only the brave can survive there and become the sword and shield of the soldier master, fighting to protect the order of the Shadow Realm.

Souls harboring sins will be sent to Revendreth, which is the place that best fits the hell of mortal legends. Venthyr, who is good at identifying sins and punishing them, will use various methods to punish these souls.

But it is not to torture, but to help them atone for their sins. By the way, extracting the heart energy can provide precious resources to the entire Shadow Realm. You can understand it as the 'currency' of the soul. "

"What if I am none of the above four?"

The three warlocks looked at each other, and Zarak, the most eloquent, asked cautiously:

"Captain, what if I am an unjust soul who doesn't love life, shamelessly avoids fighting and doesn't want to atone for my sins? Where will I be assigned?"

"Huh? Are there such terrible people in this world?"

Little Xingxing asked in surprise, and the trio of warlocks fell into an awkward silence. After a few seconds, Xie Yan could only say vaguely:

"Yes, and the number is far more than you think, Your Highness Little Star. I dare not say about other professions, but such 'talents' abound in the professions of warlocks and pirates."

"Well, your evaluation of yourself is very accurate, which makes me feel very satisfied."

Blake threatened the trio of warlocks with malice:

“If you are none of the above four, you’re in luck.

Those souls whose sins are so severe that even the Venthyr's various tortures cannot atone for their sins will be thrown into the Maw.

You should have heard how I once described that place. Compared with falling there, being cut into pieces until the soul dies is a happy ending.

Think no more, my fine warlocks.

Don't have any hope for your own destiny after death. Talents like you don't need to be handled by Venthyr when they are sent to Oribos. They will be thrown into the abyss by the servants of destiny on the spot.

Now, did you see the red light at the end of the reverse tower where Oribos ended? That's the anima door leading to the Maw, don't even imagine escaping.

In the countless epochs since the establishment of this order, not a single soul has been able to escape from the Maw. "

Having said this, the pirate looked at the silent trio of warlocks, Red, who was shaking his fat, and the trembling little fishman lying on his shoulders, and he said in a long voice:

"But as my divine choice, when you die, my divinity will intervene in your destiny so that you will not fall into the Shadow Realm.

alright!

Don’t kneel down, don’t be flattering, look carefully!

Look carefully!

The wonderful moment is coming. "

The pirate's finger pointed to the sky, and everyone looked up. Higher up on the tide of souls, a red stream of light like a burning sun was appearing bit by bit.

He roared, tore apart the clouds from the soul curtain, appeared, and smashed down towards Oribos like a burning meteorite.

This scene made the entire Eternal City panic.

They saw many Kyrians, winged night elves and Venthyr stoneborn taking off, trying to stop the red meteorite, but they couldn't even get close to the thing.

The burning meteorite smashed straight into the swirling tide of souls, instantly igniting countless souls waiting for judgment. Amid their wails, the burning meteorite finally hit the destiny chamber of the Eternal City. There was a weird shattering sound, as if something solid had been hit.

With the screams and roars of those strange servants of destiny.

In just an instant, the tide of souls surrounding the Eternal Arbitrator dissipated. Amid the screams of countless souls, they seemed to be pulled by some force and fell into the bloody light at the bottom of the city.

The souls that had just been released by the Gryen angels also fell into the abyss.

This scene lasted only a few seconds, but even Red, who was the slowest to react, covered his mouth at this moment, and Little Xingxing's eyes widened.

She exclaimed:

"The Arbitrator was attacked and died? Without him, what will happen to those souls?"

"Abyss of Devour!"

Shore whispered:

"They were all thrown into the abyss. Without any trial, no arbitration, no salvation, no glory and promotion after death, the order maintained by the Shadow Realm for countless epochs collapsed.

The world of death will usher in a terrible chaos, just like the material stars ravaged by the Burning Legion. If the anima extracted from the souls is their currency and resources, it means that they will enter a chaos of scarce resources from now on. bureau.

Chaos leads to war!

The war in the world of the dead is about to begin. The balance of life and death has been broken. This chaos will soon spread to the material world. Oh my God, will we not only have to face the Burning Legion in the future, but also the eternal dead who are madly robbing souls? "

Everyone's eyes turned to Blake at the next moment.

But the pirate didn't care at all about the imbalance of life and death or the collapse of order. He just played the scene of the falling meteorite repeatedly in front of everyone's eyes like a movie loop with an appreciative gaze.

He noticed the gazes of the others. He turned back and smiled at them. He stretched out his hand to magnify the scene in front of them, allowing them to clearly see what the "meteorite" that attacked the Arbitrator was.

After seeing the true appearance of the thing clearly, Little Xingxing covered her mouth in an instant. She backed away in horror and looked at Blake who smiled at her in horror.

She said tremblingly:

"Then that's Aggramar? Why? Why did he attack the Arbitrator?"

"Because it was all arranged and then pushed by me."

Blake turned back to admire the scene in front of him. At the end of the scene, the angry Aggramar kicked his left foot hard on the head of the Eternal Arbitrator in a "justice from heaven" gesture.

He took a deep breath and said:

"The order of death has collapsed, the era of balance in the Force has ended, the savage era of chaos and expansion has arrived, and the best thing is, I pushed it away with my own hands.

My chosen ones, my little stars, hail the evil of this world.

I have murdered the order of life and death with my own hands, and all the stars will despise and fear me, and everything you know will be gone.

As for fate

Alas, fate is dead! Look, the pathetic machine that claims to be destiny, its bones are gone. "