Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1746 114. As we all know, Azshara is a sincere believer, and she was sincere for a full seven minutes [1920]

What the pirates and Queen Azshara did in the small dark room was not as sexy as the emotionally manipulated Vashj thought. Although the Queen did take off her clothes and accessories, Black had no time to appreciate the enchanting Naga. body.

He must concentrate on using the "Super Sheep Transformation Technique" endowed by the Moon Shadow godhead to reshape Queen Azshara's life form from a twisted and fallen thing into the light of light she once was.

This task was unimaginable before, and the pirates and the Queen had to find a way to coerce N'Zoth to use the Corruptor's void power to remove the flesh curse from the Queen bit by bit.

But this curse has existed with the Queen for ten thousand years. God knows whether Azshara can return to her perfect form after the curse of flesh and blood is dispelled.

Any flesh and blood that comes into contact with the void will not end well!

Not only Black knew this very well, but Queen Azshara also knew this very well, so for a long time in the past, the Queen had forgotten about the issue of restoring her appearance.

She didn't want to think about the success rate of this.

As long as I don't want to, there is no threat, a typical ostrich mentality.

Although it looks relatively weak, considering the natural pursuit of women's appearance, and the fact that the Queen was once the fairest, richest and most beautiful woman in Azeroth but has been reduced to the point where this child will cry just looking at it, so this kind of escape mentality It is not difficult to understand.

At the end of the sea battle in Quel'Thalas, when the Queen opened her heart to Black for a moment, she also emphasized to the pirate that one of the prophecies left by the black prophet thousands of years ago was to restore her peerless beauty. .

This is the basis for the two parties to continue to maintain a close cooperative relationship!

Azshara's meaning is obvious. Whether the empire can be restored does not need to be considered by Black. That is her duty and job as the queen. There are only two things Black has to consider.

First, create opportunities for the rise of the deep-sea empire.

Second, find a way to bring the Queen back to the good times of "Light of Lights".

Now, as Blackshaw returns from the stars as a god, both conditions have been met.

But who would have thought that Queen Azshara, the most noble and unparalleled queen in Azeroth, would fulfill her lifelong wish in a small dark room that is so unscrupulous as to bury a mule?

"This dress won't work!"

In the ruins of the house where most of the walls were blown away by Vashj's anger, Queen Azshara, who had just been reshaped into a life form, sat slumped on the straw in a "delicate" posture.

She looked at the shocked and ecstatic Vashchi, who kept taking out all kinds of gorgeous clothes from her luggage, and picked up the deep-sea style robe with her white fingers with disgust on her face.

She said disgustedly:

"These are for Naga. They can't meet my current needs. Go find them! Vashj, find clothes suitable for my status as quickly as possible for your queen."

"As you command, Your Majesty."

The loyal Lady Viper immediately got up and went to grab some elf costumes from the crowd in the distance.

Her vicious eyes were full of malice, and she felt that Tyrande Windspeaker's sacrificial robes derived from the Elf Empire period were very suitable for her majesty.

It is solemn and solemn, but also charming and elegant, which is just suitable for the Queen to make her shining debut at this moment in the supreme posture of "Light of Light".

But before Vashj could set off, she was stopped by Blake.

Lord Moon Shadow, who had spent a lot of effort to complete the "perfect plastic surgery" for Queen Azshara, sat on the barrel in the ruins of the hut in an attitude of admiring a beautiful thing.

He looked up and down at the standard oval-shaped face of Azshara in the elf form in front of him and her pair of amber eyes that were as bright as stars. These eyes alone were enough to set off this charming and earthy face.

And her long hair has been soaked with sweat due to the pain caused by the previous reshaping and dispelling the curse of flesh and blood. It will be wet and draped on the shoulders as warm as jade, and the delicate collarbone will be perfect as a work of art.

And her figure

Needless to say, her figure is the most perfect type I have seen since the pirate was reborn so long ago. It almost combines all the beautiful features of a woman into one body.

To borrow what pirates often joke about the clergy, this is a fallen body born to induce people to sin.

At this moment, the queen was embarrassed and covered her chest and lower abdomen with her tattered clothes. However, after her long tail turned into legs, it was difficult for her to stand up because she had not really walked on her legs for ten thousand years.

It was very similar to the scene in the folk fairy tale when the Little Mermaid first came ashore. Those delicate legs probably needed a few days to adapt before they could walk on the ground.

But the more this happens, the more the noble, cool, and arrogant Azshara in front of her becomes more fragile and endearing like a "damsel in distress."

"As a loyal servant of Her Majesty the Queen, how could I not even consider such a thing?"

Black stopped Vashj's unseemly behavior of rushing out to grab other people's clothes for his queen. He Shiran took out a purple elf dress from his bag.

Needless to say, it is gorgeous and beautiful. Just the diamonds embellished on it reflected a rainbow-like arc in the sunshine of Azeroth the moment it was taken out.

The most commendable thing is the poor artistic taste of this long dress.

This is the most classic high-elf aristocratic style dress that Black found from the private collection of the Grand Magister in Suramar. The cheongsam with slits on both sides of the dress is designed to open almost to the thighs.

Even the elven dancers of Quel'Thalas dare not wear this kind of clothes.

But Azshara's eyes shone when she saw it, and the Queen's eyes showed a look of "nostalgia". She used her hoarse and charming voice to whisper:

"This is. This is me."

"Yes, Your Majesty, this is exactly the royal ceremonial dress that you personally designed and often wore thousands of years ago. The long dress in my hand should have been forgotten in the city palace when you were touring Suramar. "

The pirate whispered:

"The rebellious Elisande hid your clothes secretly. It seems that she originally planned to wear it on the day she overran the throne, but unfortunately, the figure of the pitiful black-skinned elf cannot support it at all. An 'Emperor's Robe'.

Only you deserve it.

Today you should also dress up to attend the ceremony, so that all the subjects of the world can witness the elegance of His Majesty's peerless appearance and grace. Put it on quickly, Your Majesty, your current demeanor is somewhat... well, not very decent. "

Azshara ignored the teasing in Blake's words.

She reached out tremblingly, stroking the purple royal dress that Blake held in both hands, not caring that this movement of raising her hands would make her covered body shine.

The big snow-white dumpling dotted with pink strawberries made the pirate dizzy.

Good guy!

Is this really the ambition that an elf should have?

I can only say that she is worthy of being Her Majesty the Queen. Her broad mind alone is worthy of her owning a world-wide empire.

"What are you looking at! I picked your eyes out!"

Vashj fiercely waved the Deep Sea Scepter in her hand to block the Queen's eyes. Blake shrugged and turned his head like a gentleman no longer to look at the alluring "scenery".

Behind him, with the help of Vashj, the Queen quickly changed into this purple royal dress. Of course, she did not forget to use her astonishing magic skills to wash away the sweat on her body before changing.

Although Blake turned his back and didn't look, the few illusory tentacles shining in his shadow were like "cameras" from all angles, admiring the pictures presented from each angle.

Of course, not for obscene self-satisfaction, but simply to appreciate the most delicious body that Azeroth can produce under natural circumstances.

This is the pursuit of beauty, which is hidden deep in everyone's heart.

But the Queen is a little too bold. You can wear a set of underwear under the long skirt. Just put it on directly. What if it goes out?

"Summon my maids, Vashj."

The queen put on her long dress from ten thousand years ago and used her excited hands to shape a magic mirror.

She looked at the face in the mirror that only appeared in her memories with an extreme self-appreciation. While stroking her cheek, she said to Vashj, who was as excited as she was:

"Let them bring all my makeup tools, immediately! I am about to meet my subjects. I must appear in the most noble manner and meet the great creators who have come to my country.

I need a moment to fence this in. "

"As you command, Your Majesty."

Mrs. Viper quickly swam her snake body under the sea water. After she left, only Black, who took out the wine bottle, and the Elf Queen, who was being helped to sit on a chair, were left in the ruins of the hut.

Azshara was still admiring her lost and recovered beauty, and Blake was not in a hurry. The two of them remained silent until more than ten seconds later, the queen took the initiative and said:

"Thank you, prophet in black. You are indeed a strong man of your word. Maybe I should call you Lord God?"

"You really should have some respect."

Black leaned against the blown-out wall, looking at the noisy hills in the distance. It was the cries and howls of the draenei living in the nearby archipelago who came here by ship to set foot on their ancient homeland. sound.

He looked there and poured wine into his mouth, and said to Azshara without looking back:

"But I actually don't care much about the so-called majesty of the gods. There are five gods in the universe right in front of you who planned and shaped the beginning of the stars and established order, but what is their fate?

It takes a group of mortals to cross the stars to rescue them from disaster.

Praise and praise cannot represent power. True majesty can only be reflected in actions.

Although doing so will make you hate me, my dear Majesty, before we can really start talking, I must show you a cruel reality."

The pirate stretched out his finger and waved it gently.

At the same time, in the magic mirror in front of Queen Azshara, fine scales appeared on her face that had just restored her peerless beauty. This made the Queen scream, smash the mirror in front of her, and then cover it. His own face.

She looked at Blake fiercely, and although she could not rush over and strangle the evil god to death because of her weak legs, she still scolded:

"What are you doing? Are you threatening me? Is your so-called reshaping of life just a clever illusion? Are you declaring your sovereignty over me?

No!

Blake Shaw!

You can't scare me!

You have a godhead but no container. You are very powerful but have not truly achieved 'ascension to the gods'. Your soul may be immortal, but your body can still be torn to pieces by me.

Don't play such a dangerous game! Your Queen warns you one last time. "

"How can this be a threat?"

The pirate grinned and turned back towards his queen. He widened his eyes with a sincere expression, squatted in front of the queen, and looked up at her in anger.

This face is so beautiful that even when she is angry, her expression is so shocking.

"Whether it is an illusion, can't you, the most powerful woman in Azeroth, tell the difference? My Majesty the Queen."

The pirate tilted his head and said to the angry Azshara:

"I really used the power of the gods to reshape your life form. You are now the light of light. In order to retain the powerful power you have accumulated for thousands of years, I even thoughtfully reserved the first weapon for you to use in battle. Two forms'.

Do not worry.

You did get your wish.

But what I want to tell you is that the continuation of this life reshaping is based on the stability of my godhead. Once I die, well, now I should use the word "fall" to describe it.

In short, if I am gone, the eternal reshaping of life will end. I have dispelled the curse of your flesh and blood, and you will not return to the ugly posture of the Naga Queen.

But I think, for you who have regained perfection"

Blake stretched out his hand and placed it on the Queen's delicate chin very impertinently. He said softly:

"Even if there is a slight flaw, it will make you feel that life is worse than death, right? You would rather not have imperfect things. This is the arrogance of the light of light."

"Isn't this threatening me?"

Azshara sneered and slapped Black's finger away. She raised her hand and touched the pirate's forehead, saying in a low tone:

"So, I have to be the 'nanny' of an evil god like you in the future? Protect you from being killed by other forces? You are too cowardly, my God, what other power in this world can hurt you? "

"Sargeras, your fiery and cold ex-boyfriend."

Blake winked and said:

"We have to confront Him sooner or later, don't we? I just want to make sure that you will not rekindle your old relationship with your ex-boyfriend who ruthlessly used and abandoned you at a critical moment."

"of course not."

Azshara covered her mouth and chuckled a few times, rolled her eyes and said:

"But maybe I should prove it with action."

After saying that, the Queen grabbed Blake's collar domineeringly and pulled him in front of her. The two bitches kissed passionately in the ruins.

The pirate could feel the excitement, excitement and gratitude in Azshara's heart at this moment. Such intense emotions were rare for a powerful spellcaster like her.

This is supposed to be something very sexy,

But Blake was really not in the mood to taste the queen's supreme charm. He stretched out his hand and pushed the queen away gently but firmly. He touched the blood on his lips, while Azshara opposite her moved her tongue to lick the blood clean from her mouth.

It is no exaggeration to say that this action alone caused a burning fire to rise in the pirate's lower abdomen. The woman in front of him was simply a fairy! Xal'atath was so young compared to her.

This natural charm blessed by the world is truly terrifying.

"Do me a favor, my favorite Black."

Azshara let out a weird laugh. She moved her long hair gracefully and looked at the war maids who were rushing towards her carrying the Pearl King's chariot.

She whispered:

"Such a wonderful blessing should not be enjoyed by me alone. As a ruler, I should always remember that the rain and dew are equally shared. In my name, give this wonderful blessing to my most loyal maids.

But they don't need such perfect permanent reshaping

This is a reward for loyalty, but it should also be a punishment for incompetence. "

"No, no, no, since it is the emperor's grace, it should be given by the supreme monarch himself, so that the recipient knows who to continue to be loyal to."

The pirate adjusted his collar that was torn due to the Queen's enthusiasm just now. With a flick of his fingers, an exquisite Holy Emblem of the Silent One made from the remains of Naaru crystal fell into Azshara's hands.

He whispered:

"As a god, I need a priest of silence in order to unfold and continue the path of truth in the Sunless Sea, my esteemed majesty, I think."

"Well, my god."

The Queen opened her arms and bowed slightly to Black like those moon priests. She whispered in an extremely charming voice:

"I am ready for a new road, please give me strength. But please remember, I am not one of those naive girls whose hearts have been captured by faith.

I will follow your teachings.

As long as the price is right, I can be sincere. "