Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"That's what happened. My dear little master, it's not that I didn't care, but the sudden intervention of the Titans was something no one expected."

After Blake declined the warm invitation of the dragons and lent them the Nagfar for a banquet, he quickly arrived at the Mackare Island.

Here he met Xalatas who was waiting and looking apologetic, and learned the whole story from his beloved dark little girlfriend.

The pirate didn't show too much disappointment. He just glanced at the sea behind him and said:

"Azshara left?"

"Well, that charming little bitch is gone. Before she left, she asked me to tell you that although N'Zoth escaped with his life, the fate of falling into the hands of the Titans would not be stingy for the ancient gods. end.

She said she could still accept N'Zos's fate, so she regarded her agreement with you, my little master, as completed.

She will send you a gift of thanks at the right moment. "

Xal'atath stared at Black suspiciously. The pirate noticed the ancient venerable's small eyes and immediately showed a righteous expression. He patted Xal'atath's head and said:

"Don't think too much, the relationship between the Queen and me is just a very pure cooperative relationship."

"You think I will believe it?"

The ancient venerable snorted and whispered:

"That damn female elf almost has the words "she wants to eat you" written on her forehead, just like mine. Only women can tell who the real Bichi is. There is no doubt that Azshara is. She is a top-notch female slut.

And don't think I don't know that you and Azshara had some unknown past ten thousand years ago.

Who knows whether she will renew her relationship with you in this era?

After all, it was you who helped her restore her appearance that made me feel amazing, and it was you who helped her create the possibility and opportunity for her empire to rise again.

She hates Sargeras, and you also have some grudges against the Dark Titan. You have a common enemy.

You are now a true god again

Look, just what I have listed here proves that the proud Azshara has enough reasons to come here, my little master. "

Xal'atath reached out and touched Black's heart.

She whispered:

"Will you refuse this exciting invitation? If I were you, I wouldn't refuse."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

The pirate glared at Xal'atath, slapped her real water snake waist hard, and said:

"Since there is nothing to do here, I would like you and Sephiel to go to Suramar and help me prepare the things I need there, okay?"

"you are leaving?"

Xalatas' eyes that were originally watery due to physical contact were suddenly filled with reluctance. She held Blake's hand like a young couple, lowered her head and said gloomily:

"Don't you want to stay a few more days? We haven't had a proper talk yet. Who knows how long it will take you to come back this time?"

"I'll be back soon, I promise."

Blake leaned down and kissed Xalatas on the forehead, and he whispered:

"What has happened in the past cannot be changed. I just went to complete a date that I had to complete. It was like reliving an old dream, but I didn't stay there forever."

"We knew you'd come back."

Sephiel took the pirate's hand from the other side and whispered sadly:

"We are just afraid that you don't want to come back. The past was so beautiful to you and Maiev compared to the present. This is the biggest danger in time travel.

If your heart is entangled, you will travel through the past over and over again trying to change those things.

Eventually destroying you completely.

God will not be your opponent."

"Will not."

Blake grinned, hugged his two lovers, took a deep breath, and said:

"The best times for me are in the future. I have seen in prophecies that we will grow old and you will be by my side. And this is not goodbye.

So don't make that face that makes me uncomfortable, okay? "

"You have to promise me!"

Xal'atas raised his head, grabbed Black's collar fiercely, and said to the pirate:

"You know what I want, right? This can't be delayed any longer."

"Well"

The pirate was embarrassed for a moment. He moved his body uncomfortably and complained in a low voice:

"Then you have to first find a world that is strong enough to accommodate the two abyss. I am not telling you, Xal'atas, your idea is really weird.

Am I still unable to win over you in such a handsome human form? "

"Not enough! Far from enough!"

The ancient venerable pounced on the pirate and bit her hard on the lips. She said:

"I am a greedy Old God. My desire is far beyond your imagination. Finish the conversation with those bad Titans. I will wait for you in Suramar with Sephiel.

We will send you away from this era, and we will wait for your return with great expectation. "

"Well, I know you won't let me down."

Black kissed Sephiel on the forehead, told her some trivial matters, and then watched Xalatas and Sephiel leave.

The pirate himself completed his disguise in an instant. Wearing the black moon armor, he moved his body and headed for the Tree of Life in the dissipation of moonlight.

He wanted to complete a long-delayed conversation with the Titan Souls.

The creators of the stars rested here, and this place naturally became the manifestation of Azeroth's order in the arcane realm. Not only spellcasters, but also the beings who respect order around the world regard this place as a holy place.

Outside the Tree of Life at this time, paladins, mages, and even moon priests and druids all sent members to guard here, the most conspicuous being the sea giants.

As descendants of Gorgonas the Howler, the sea giants were given the mission by their creator ancestors to guard outside the Temple of the Tree of Life after an unseemly meeting.

They also received gifts from Khaz'goroth, giving them their own armor and steel weapons.

Each one looks majestic.

Any being who wants to see the Titan Soul must first pass through the sea giants, but fortunately, with the good relationship between Black and the sea giants, not only does he not need to argue with these idiot sea giants, he even gets Received extraordinary "courtesy".

It was the sea giant's demigod Ya'akorok who personally escorted Black to the entrance to the Tree of Life.

Of course, a large part of the reason for this is based on Blake's strength as a star god.

"Ah, my terrible little friend."

The sea giant's demigod jubilantly stretched out his hand and placed Black, who was standing in his hand, very gently on the entrance steps of the Tree of Life Temple. He lay on the ground and said to Black:

"Our creator ancestor has been looking forward to your arrival. Lord Gorgonas said that he still remembers your great act of using the Tide Stone to awaken his sanity.

Hohoho, I knew that it was definitely worth it for me to help you reshape the holy object.

Facts have proved that you are our trustworthy friend. "

"Tsk tsk, look at you, Yakorok. You are now a serious 'descendant of the gods' and you know how to dress yourself up. Let me smell your scent."

Blake winked and said to the sea giant demigod in front of him:

"Is this a specially found perfume? Is it so formal?"

"Well, our ancestor is a god who loves cleanliness, and there's nothing we can do about it."

The sea giant shrugged helplessly and complained softly:

"He said that etiquette is a symbol of civilization, so I had to expel those tribesmen who were smelly and did not intend to change their living habits, but this may be a good thing. The remaining compatriots were re-imposed with the blessing of wisdom by their ancestors.

Your little lover and I have also made an agreement that we will get a fertile sea area in the deep sea to rebuild our kingdom. "

"Ah? My little lover?"

The pirate blinked and said:

"Who did you talk to?"

"Aishara."

Yacorok winked at Black and said:

"You don't know yet, great Silent One and Lord Moon Shadow, when I was negotiating with Azshara, I brought out the majesty of the creator ancestors to oppress her, but the cunning Naga Queen claimed to be Lord Moon Shadow's lover

I'm not talking nonsense, this is what she said herself.

In short, when both sides have the support of gods, this battle will naturally not be fought.

Although my stinky, expelled ignorant compatriots are still trying to attack Naga, that war has nothing to do with us giants of civilization.

From now on, we will be a group of civilized, elegant and peace-loving sea giants. We will not be able to destroy ships and eat people at will. This is really sad.

Oops, I won’t tell you anymore, I’m going to quickly rebuild my ancestor’s shrine and ask Him to bless it.

From now on, the Sea Giant Kingdom will also participate in the prosperity of Azeroth as a unique civilization. This is the mission given to us by our ancestors and must be taken seriously.

I will invite you on the day I am crowned king. If you have time, you must come to support me. I specially asked my people to find the best wine for you in the deep sea. "

"Well, I might not be able to go. I have my own things to do, but I will ask one of my wives to go in my place."

Black bid farewell to the cunning sea giant demigod.

He watched the giant in gorgeous armor stride away with clang clang clang, then looked at the shrines of various ethnic groups built around him, shook his head, turned and walked towards the golden tree temple behind him.

At this time, nearly five days have passed since the Titan Souls arrived in Azeroth.

Although it is still insignificant compared to the long recovery period of their weak cosmic souls, leaving the evil realm of Argus and returning to a normal world like Azeroth allows the Titans to quickly recover.

At least when Blake stepped into the tree-temple-like door under the Tree of Life, controlled by Lord Eonar, the Titan Souls he saw could move freely without the support of the Tree of Life.

Norgannon, who was wearing a mysterious robe and holding a platinum disk, was studying the strange thing trapped in place by the power of order with Aman'Thul, the blue white-bearded giant wearing a wizard's robe in the hall of the temple.

The latter's body was covered with various abscesses, eyeballs, eyestalks and tentacle decorations that were absolutely indispensable for an ancient god.

But it looks like a big rotten eggplant.

It started to rot from the top of the head, as if it had been torn apart by a huge force and disconnected. There were thoughts of truth tumbling in the jagged cracks between the broken skulls.

Enzos.

This is N'Zoth's true form.

Of course, it's not that small, it's what it looks like after being captured and sealed by the Titan's magic.

When N'Zoth, who was as motionless as a quail being studied by Norgannon and Aman'Thul, saw Blake walking into the temple, it shuddered suddenly, trembled and even made a cry. It looks like a well-behaved person, hoping that the Titan Souls who are studying it can save its life.

Even though it doesn't have a face in any sense, its flattering look can be easily sensed by pirates. Well, it's really hard for this poor Corruptor.

It’s hard to imagine how desperate it must be to use this method to survive.

"Well, although it is a terrible sin to question the Creators, I still want to ask the two Titans. Are you out of your mind?"

Blake stood in front of the hall holding his owl helmet, and drank a bottle of wine, as if to embolden himself. He shouted rudely to the spirits of Norgannon and Aman'Thul:

"When my servants were about to kill the last villain who polluted the world, why did you step in to save it? Can I understand that this is your reaction to my previous series of actions to declare sovereignty?

Titans, are you planning to start a war with me on our land? "

"Why do you have such strange thoughts, Silent One?"

Faced with Black's scolding, Aman'Thul, the King of the Gods, raised his head. With his long white hair and beard flying, he glanced at the pirate in confusion and said:

"We just need to capture this precious sample of the Void to find a cure for those poor bodies in the stars where the Old Gods have been implanted.

It is very rare to find a void sample that is as complete as this one named 'N'Zoth the Corruptor' and actively wants to cooperate with us. "

After Aman'Thul finished speaking, the indifferent mysterious Titan Norgannon glanced at the pirate, and said calmly:

“We would not have had to intervene, for this work was long ago entrusted to the charge of Our Lady of Purity, the Excellent Creature, and she has already done amazing things in this work.

Your pet, the abomination you named 'Drake', was derived from the research results of the Holy Mother of Purity.

But it is a pity that the Virgin Mary was coerced by you to accept the curse of flesh and blood, and has forgotten her mission and became a mortal, right?

However, the important work of researching 'Void Healing' must be pushed forward, so Aman'Thul and I can only take over. "

Norgannon paused and said to Black:

"I heard from Eonar that you have a problem with us, but in reality, we have no intention of conflict with you, Silent One.

Maybe it’s because my persistence in order makes you feel a certain threat, and because our past actions that were not so ‘appropriate’ made you full of prejudices against us.

But trust us.

As creatures of order, we will never initiate a war, especially when the evolution of life in Azeroth has proven that our perfect blueprint is wrong.

It is true that we are the Creator.

But we are not so stupid that we are unwilling to admit our mistakes. That is not the correct attitude in pursuing knowledge and truth. "

He pointed at N'Zoth who was imprisoned in the temple and said:

"When we leave your world, we will take this sample with us. Don't worry, Silent One, we will not leave any hidden dangers to your world.

But I think the reason why you finally condescended to come to meet with us today is not just for the ownership of this sample of the Ancient God, right? "

The Mysterious Titan touched the platinum disk in his arms.

He said:

"Are you finally going to talk to us openly and honestly about your plans for the future?"

"Well, that's what I'm here for."

Black moved his fingers, and walked towards the cage that contained N'Zoth amid its pitiful screams. While taking off the gauntlet on his left hand, he said to the Titans:

“But before I get down to business, I have to do one little thing.

N'Zoth used his evil wisdom to find a pathetic way to survive in a desperate situation. Since it survived, let it continue to live.

However, as it exists as an eternal research sample, there is no need to retain its power.

I won’t be polite about that gift from the Sunless Sea. Don’t worry, I will carefully control my strength and won’t kill your precious ‘pet’.

I promise. "