Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1747 115. The “peaceful rise” of the empire [Additional update 2020]

The continent of Mac'Aree successfully entered the world of Azeroth and stabilized. As the draenei living in the nearby sea entered here under the call of the prophet, they brought enough ships.

It is also time for the coalition warriors of all races to leave and return to their hometowns to take a precious rest, and then start preparing for the upcoming decisive battle in their own world.

Of course there are some people who can't leave.

For example, the leaders of all races must stay here for a few days. They have learned from Little Star and the mages that various forces, including the Guardian Dragon Legion, are coming to meet the Creator Titan.

This is a rare opportunity to start a very high-level meeting under the witness of the Creators to discuss the issue of the decisive battle.

But just as the leaders of various ethnic groups bid farewell to their warriors, they also witnessed a "historic" moment.

"Look over there! The Nagas have landed!"

The light ranger Halduron Brightwing and his elven rangers who were patrolling near the Arcane Academy were the first to notice the anomaly. The ranger lord's excellent vision allowed him to see a group of dark soft skins on the shores of Mac'Aree. Snakes are emerging from the tide.

The number of them is staggering.

Considering the hostile relationship between the elves of various races and Naga, the Light Ranger immediately blew the warning horn carried on his waist.

This thing was used in the Battle of Argus to remind the warriors of the approaching danger. The warriors who had just returned to Azeroth had not yet completely escaped from the war.

After hearing the horn sound, the warriors who could still move immediately took action, and under the call of the commanders, they established layers of defense around the Arcana Academy and the Tree of Life.

But they soon discovered that the Nagas who swarmed onto the beach had no intention of attacking.

On the contrary, these disgusting soft-skinned snakes lined up in place, like the Queen on a patrol, hoisted the coral flag of the Deep Sea Empire, and marched toward the Tree of Life.

High Priest Tyrande, the commander of the night elves, and her daughter Shandris Feathermoon stood in front of the formation, both holding bows and looking at the Naga warlords carrying flags in front of them.

Kael'thas of Quel'Thalas and the great astrologer Etraeus of the Sh'dorei camp also commanded their own soldiers in front of the formation, while warriors of other races assisted on the flanks.

The whole of Azeroth knows that the grudges between elves and naga are too complicated.

If these Nagas want to cause trouble, they will definitely be the first to attack the elves. The past between the two races ensures that the elves are the best hatred Ts.

It would be best for other races not to get involved until they both resolve their grievances.

As the distance between the two sides got closer and closer, the dangerous undersea creatures carrying the battle flag also stared at the elves of various races in front of them with cold snake-like eyes. The smell of gunpowder between the two sides became stronger and stronger.

It was not until the queen's royal chariot, escorted by a group of war maids, slowly moved forward to the forefront of the Naga army's camp that the strong smell of gunpowder dissipated.

But when Azshara actually appeared, all the elves looked at each other in shock.

What did they see?

Damn it!

Who is that elf woman sitting on the Queen of the Deep Sea's chariot? Why doesn't Azshara show up to talk to them? Hey, you damn beautiful woman, what did you do to the noble and annoying Queen of the Deep?

"Azshara?"

Compared to the whispers among the elves in Quel'Thalas, there was more agitation in the night elves and Shal'dorei camp. As Tyrande had seen the light of light with his own eyes, he recognized it at first sight. The identity of the female elf on the king's chariot.

The great astrologer Etaeus and his magic swordsmen were even more shaken by the shock. With his spellcasting level, he could naturally tell that Azshara's form at this time was not a simple illusion.

The Queen's aura seems to have returned from the somewhat chaotic form to the purest form of flesh and blood. In other words, the undersea Nagas who have been tortured by the curse of flesh and blood for thousands of years have finally mastered the method of returning to their elf form. Mystery.

This can be seen from the appearance of more than twenty war maids standing around King Azshara's chariot.

These loyal and vicious deep sea matrons were also freed from the cursed posture like their queen, and one by one returned to the tall and white jade-like posture of the upper elf.

Especially the snake lady Vashj, who has been named the chief maid of the palace. This famous beauty from the Elf Empire period is standing behind her queen holding a golden deep sea scepter.

Her long silver hair was combed into bangs and waterfalls hanging down by her ears and shoulders. She was wearing a red elf maid dress, and there were blue tear spots under her bright snake-pupil eyes.

It has been completely restored to its once most perfect posture.

It has to be said that Queen Azshara's vision in selecting her maids is very unique and stunning. The elven forms of all the blessed Deep Sea Mistresses, including Vashj, are absolute beauties that can be clearly seen at a glance.

Regardless of the aesthetics of any race, the scene when these brave and slender warriors appear together with their queen is enough to make any male from a dwarf to a tauren unable to take their eyes away.

And make those women gnash their teeth with hatred.

Damn it!

Where did Azshara collect so many beauties?

Also, we are all women, please restrain yourself and give other sisters a way to survive!

In the midst of so many elven beauties, Azshara leaned on her royal chariot. Although she no longer had the weird laziness when she was drying the little squid, this time she appeared wearing a purple royal robe. The light in the light didn't even need to speak. Every time the wind blew up the gauze curtains around the king's chariot, revealing a hint of the queen's charm, it was enough for all the men around her who were not blind to swallow their saliva.

Especially when the Queen waved the maids to open the gauze curtain, and walked to the edge of the royal chariot with Vashchi's support, the long legs exposed by the wind-blown skirt were simply a man's paradise. .

Some of the guys who saw it could even see a hint of purple under the long skirt.

She is indeed a great queen!

Just put on T-pants?

Shouldn't you raise your hands to show your innocence? Doesn’t this believe in trust between people more than those conservative ladies who wear leggings under their skirts?

Are you right?

A certain Priest Partrice who did not want to be named.

"The Queen is so good!"

Although the scene at this moment was quiet, Blake, as a silent person, still heard the roar of praise from the crowd.

Obviously, Azshara, the Light of Light, easily captured the hearts of countless male warriors when she first appeared after ten thousand years, including many elven men.

Well, Queen Azshara's unique "destructive power" to the elves is really incredible.

Of course, this is not to blame for the weak will of the male friends. The pirate hid in the crowd and glanced ahead. Even a well-informed big shot like old Velen was stunned for a few seconds when he saw Azshara.

To be able to make a stoic old prophet who has lived for 30,000 years show such a gaffe expression shows how outrageous the Queen's charm is.

Azshara hasn't spoken yet, but at this moment everyone present has to admit that Her Majesty, the Light of Light, is indeed the "blood daughter" blessed by the will of the world of Azeroth.

With just one appearance, she established herself as the absolute center of the stage.

Now, everyone is waiting for her to speak.

"Subjects of the empire, your queen is delighted by your victory. I have to admit that I underestimated the potential of my subjects before."

Amidst the fluttering war flags of the Deep Sea Empire, Azshara's charming and hoarse voice sounded in the wind, and her supreme arrogance shattered the weird illusions in many people's hearts.

Well, this is the right flavor.

Although the appearance has become more attractive, the disgusting arrogance has not changed at all.

But these changes in mentality did not affect the Queen's joy and excitement today. She was a ruler who didn't care what other people thought.

She looked condescendingly at the leaders of the various clans in front of her on the gorgeous pearl king's chariot. She played with a delicate ruby ​​jewelry in her hand, and after a few seconds of silence, she said:

"I have many things to say to you, my brave subjects, but as a benevolent ruler, I feel the fatigue in your hearts and bodies, so I will no longer take up your precious rest time.

I declare to you that for the great glory you have won for the Empire, I will reward you equally richly. "

The Queen nodded, and a vicious smile appeared on the charming face of Vashchi who was supporting her. She waved her hand, and immediately the big and round Naga royal warriors walked out of the position carrying the Soul Box.

Azshara pointed at the magic treasure filled with the souls of the dead, and she said in an arrogant tone:

"I originally wanted to add these heroic souls to my court and strengthen my army, but due to the upcoming threats to this world, I will return them to their homeland.

Whether it's the Hall of Valor, the Black Crow Chapter, or some other evil magic, as long as you can resurrect these warriors, it's up to you.

If you really can't find a force willing to accept them, then the Deep Sea Empire will always open its arms to these heroic souls. As long as you show loyalty to your queen, I will reshape their bodies.

As you can see, the Deep Sea Empire has mastered the secret of reshaping life with the help of a benevolent god, and there is no need to worry that your warriors will spend the rest of their lives in a posture they do not want to.

As a benevolent queen, I will give them the power to choose. Of course, no matter what their choice is, they must serve the empire wholeheartedly for twenty years in return.

Beyond that, I have no interest in your pitiful wealth.

Your queen will not collect rewards from her poor subjects, but will keep those vulgar things to enrich your poor souls. "

When these words were said, all the leaders in the camp immediately looked at each other, especially the elves who knew Azshara's character very well, and they were greatly confused.

What's wrong with her?

What stimulated you? Why did you become so generous all of a sudden? Is this still the perverse Queen Azshara recorded in the history of the elves?

But doubts remained doubts. After Azshara announced this "new dynasty and elegant government", the human emperor Varian, who was the quickest to react, immediately stepped forward and expressed his gratitude to the queen in a restrained manner.

"Thank you for your generosity, Your Majesty. On behalf of those who died in war, I would like to thank you for the second life you have given me."

"Um."

Azshara nodded without making any comments.

She was actually quite satisfied with herself as the "Emperor's Apprentice". Except for Varian's occasional idealism that made the Queen feel helpless, this young man did have the ability to become a great hero.

The second orc warchief, Red, came forward. Compared to Varian's restraint, Red was much less disciplined.

This guy moved his fat belly and shouted loudly to the Queen:

"The orcs also thank you for your generosity. Your Majesty, the most beautiful emperor in Azeroth, your kindness and your appearance make us mortals dare not look up.

And through your generous gift, I can also be sure of one thing, that is, the records the elves have about you are completely wrong! You are not a mean ruler.

On the contrary, your generosity is touching.

The orthodox tribe is willing to have further exchanges with the Deep Sea Empire. Please allow us to send envoys to stay in your gorgeous underwater capital. I believe that your subjects can also find a place to live in our hometown, the beautiful world of Draenor.

We would love to share our world with your subjects in your glory. "

After saying that, Reid stared at Varian in a long voice and said provocatively:

"We savage orcs also understand that sharing is the foundation of lasting peace."

"Well, you are very good at talking, Red Blackhand. Obviously, there is a cunning and realistic soul hidden under your less brave body. I admire such a soul.

I can give you a real honor.

After your life as an orc ends, the Royal Court of the Deep will extend an invitation to you. Perhaps you can become my excellent court jester. "

The Queen's words made a group of humans laugh. They felt that Azshara was humiliating the Greenskin Warchief. Under such senses, the humans' impression of the Queen became better.

But Reid, who was "humiliated", didn't take it seriously. He replied happily:

"I'm honored, Your Majesty. If I have the chance, I will definitely try to apply for this position."

Now even the orcs felt that their war chief was mentally ill, which made these brave men feel very embarrassed.

But only those who really know the inside story will understand the meaning of Azshara's words, because the Queen's last "court jester" was the famous Black Shaw!

This is not a mockery!

This is truly a compliment from the Queen.

Red knew this very well, so he acted very eagerly.

Although Red's next series of hard compliments were too explicit and somewhat shameless, even the Queen's maids couldn't bear to listen, but Queen Azshara was in a good mood and didn't care about it.

On the spot, she appointed a War Matron to serve as the Deep Sea Empire's ambassador to Draenor, and also branched off a clan to settle there permanently.

In fact, there are already Naga activities in the Zangar Sea in Draenor. Those are the tribesmen that Vashj brought there. Considering the vast ocean area of ​​the Draenor world and the environment without much racial competition, that world can indeed It will become an important enclave of the Naga Empire, and may even become the brightest pearl in Queen Azshara's crown.

"Then, my subjects, waste no more time."

Azshara has just completed the reshaping of her life. She is very powerful, so the adaptation period after the life form transformation is relatively longer. Standing for more than ten minutes has already overwhelmed her delicate legs.

She returned to her royal chariot, and while several charming Naga matrons were beating their legs diligently, she waved her hands and said to the other leaders in an arrogant manner:

"Come with me and go to formally meet the Creator Titan on behalf of each civilization in Azeroth. I will give you some time to clean up your appearance and follow me in your best appearance.

Do not disgrace your queen and your home world, my governors of all races. "