Azeroth Shadow Trail - v2 Chapter 1773

   Chapter 1773 141. Wouldn’t it be rude if I called Huozhi happy or something?

   At midnight, Black slumped on the big bed in his captain’s cabin with a blank expression.

   The whole room was as messy as a storm, including those perfect skulls carefully collected by the pirates, all of them fell to the ground with their own dark eyes staring at the scene in front of them.

   But they dared not even let out a whimper of dissatisfaction.

   All because there is not only a deity who has just satisfied his desires in the captain’s room, but also a woman who is standing in front of the full-length mirror and sorting her hair and makeup.

   A powerful, charming, noble, arrogant woman.

   His Majesty Azshara looked at her radiant face in the mirror, she caressed her perfect skin very narcissistically, and carefully used magic to restore her broken long dress to a complete state.

   also does not shy away from the gaze of the Silent One who is in the state of a sage thinking about the mysteries of the universe, like a body that has lost her soul. She does not regard this **** as a sin.

   In fact, as a perfectionist who has found the most precious treasures lost, Azshara doesn’t mind that greed or adoring eyes fall on this god-given body.

   Beauty is her deadliest weapon, although she rarely uses it.

   “The skill is not bad.”

  The queen threw her hair down on her shoulders, turned around and glanced at Blake, and threw out a few priceless Azshara gold coins, which fell on Blake’s messy bed.

she says:

“I heard that this is some kind of custom in the human world to appreciate things that are worthy of praise. I have to say that as the night of the end of ten thousand years of loneliness, Lord God really gave me this humble elf queen. Joy.

   Well, this is enough to make me reminisce about two hundred years.

   But too much indulgence in happiness can make one lose motivation, my dear god-sama, so please allow your senior believers to retire. “

   “Huh? Just sent me off with a few gold coins?”

  Blake squinted at the gold coin that fell between his legs, he felt humiliated, he said with a gloomy face:

   “Are you sending old Gani?”

   “Hu Hu Hu”

   His Majesty Azshara covered her mouth with a chuckle. She looked at Blake, who had no divine majesty at this time, and stretched her voice and said:

   “I think enough is enough, Lord God, when you are lonely, as the supreme queen, I will take the initiative to help you relieve your sorrows. This attitude alone is enough to prove my piety.

   Even as a god, you can’t be so critical.

  Oh, you seem to have a new guest, I feel some kind of force ‘beating’ here on the material plane, it’s coming, it’s not good for others to see the queen’s indulgent attitude.

  I don’t want to hunt down some scumbags across the world.

   I really should have left. “

  The queen said goodbye to Blake in an elegant manner. The long tailed dress was windless and automatic, and outlined the supreme scenery at the bottom of the skirt in front of Azshara’s open portal.

   Combined with the charming look back when the queen disappeared from the portal, it was obvious that this was her intention to leave a perfect ending for tonight’s indulgence.

   She clearly wants to use her charisma to conquer the Silent One, but so far there hasn’t been much progress in this difficult job.

   It is obvious that, as Blake says, after incarnation as a god, his aesthetics were also seriously elevated.

   It is said that when a man can see through the soul when he looks at the appearance of a woman, it is really difficult to find a suitable woman who can accompany him through the long night.

   “This is a red envelope.”

  Blake twitched his mouth, picked up an Azshara gold coin in his hand and flicked it in front of his eyes, and the shiny coin flew into a fantastic streamer at his fingertips.

   Queen Azshara apparently knew little about the customs of the human world.

   She knew she had to “tip” after enjoying a good thing, but she didn’t realize what it meant to tip a man after a **** affair.

   To tell the truth, the Silent One did not drop the divine punishment on the spot to annihilate this arrogant woman on the spot, which was already very embarrassing for Queen Azshara.

   “Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock Knock! It’s a big night, isn’t anyone sleeping?”

  Black glanced at the void above his head and cursed viciously, just as Azshara said, a force that does not belong to the material world is trying to open the door beside the one who sympathizes with silence.

   But because the majesty of the gods blocked the space, that guy could not enter the material plane smoothly.

   It can only keep “knocking”.

  This annoyed Black, the pirate stood up from the bed and threw a ray of magic power to activate the time magic that Sefir had arranged in the captain’s room.

In the swirl of khaki light, a messy cabin and broken things were quickly returned to their original positions by time reversal. Just a second later, the room like a garbage heap turned back to that gloomy and full. An oppressive captain’s room.

   Black faintly heard a familiar sigh, which came from the old Garni, the **** of garbage heaps, who had advanced his scavenger priesthood to the level of the stars.

This **** must have been secretly watching Black. Ever since he got the shards of Aggrama’s body from Black and got the shards of the Eternal Water Bottle a few days ago, old Gani has been sure for the countless times. Follow Blake and you’ll be able to pick up some good stuff.

   But unfortunately, the old Garni’s “following” behavior once again made it see things that should not be seen.

   “I warn you, if you dare to say what happened tonight, it will be over.”

  Black made a vicious threat to the empty cabin behind him:

   “I won’t trouble you, we are friends after all, but you have to pray that Azshara is a benevolent monarch who doesn’t care about anyone telling her secret affairs. Do you think she is?”

   “You’d better keep the stuff in your hand, my dear Blake.”

   The voice of old Gani’s hippie smiling face, pretending to cover his eyes, came from an invisible place, and this **** nasty guy stretched his voice and said:

   “Well, it’s so intense, the supremely noble Her Majesty the Queen has left you a wonderful ‘gift’ for this perverted **** to remember tonight.

   is really a sweet and caring person. There are very few girls who are so sensible now. You must learn to cherish them. “

   “Go, go, you slender-jawed dragon knows shit.”

  The pirate drove away the old Gani with a vicious voice, and he glanced at the thing in his hand again.

In the restoration of time magic, the simple clothes that belonged to Her Majesty the Queen but were torn apart were restored in his hands. The purple royal lace panties, like the long dress on the Queen’s body, have a very bad artistic taste. Once again, this thing is Lian Kui The dancers of El Salas dare not wear them casually.

   “What do I want it to do.”

  The pirate looked at the “farewell gift” in his hand for a moment, and he clasped his fingers together and called for the blazing moonfire to burn it, but Azshara obviously wanted to “motivate” Lord God.

  This thing can’t be burned with candles or magic flames. It’s obviously not necessary to use a godhead for this thing, so the pirate shrugged after thinking about it, and threw it into his luggage.

   Don’t want this stuff, because it doesn’t belong to junk, because its high-quality raw materials and superb tailoring skills make it shine orange in the hands of pirates.

   Good guy, golden legend!

  The Queen’s Sexy Pants

Well, this thing may also belong to the “artifact” category in the eyes of some very perverted and vulgar people. For example, if a pirate sells it to Vashj, the snake lady who obviously has hidden Lara attributes will definitely Willing to give everything to get it and sleep with it every night.

  Tsk tsk, it’s really scary to think about.

With such idle thoughts, Blake maintained the Moonlight Battle Armor in his pajamas in a very unseemly manner, then slumped on his gorgeous and golden captain’s chair, and waved his hand to summon a bottle of wine. The mouth bit off the stopper, and with a flick, the blocked space suddenly opened.

  Being caught off guard, the Dread Demon King who was waiting on the other side fell down with a bang, completing a shocking face-first fall in front of Blake.

With a    bang, the captain’s room reverberated with an unbearable crashing sound.

   “Yo, isn’t this our dear third lord Mephistos? What? Can’t get along in the Twisting Nether, and you want to run back to me for a job?”

  The pirate looked at the dreadlord with beautiful azure blue wings, who rose up from the ground, rubbing his cheeks in front of him with the standard appearance of an alcoholic.

   By the way, this pair of blue wings looks so pretty at any time.

   Well, stop it!

  I am a big kid now.

   You can’t be so easily attracted by these bright colors.

   “I’m just here to deliver the goods, great and evil Silent One.”

   It can be seen that the third lord is very unhappy, obviously because his existence as Black’s inner demon for such a long period of time has brought him a terrible psychological shadow.

   But the mission this time came directly from Nasria Fort, so Mephistos, who had already been completely “dead” in the circle of Dreadlords, could not shirk.

   can only come to the service of the Great Emperor and his divine collaborators with a whiner.

  Mephistos obviously doesn’t plan to stay too much on this **** ghost ship. It doesn’t have any plans to chat with Blake about the “good memories” of the past. He got up from the ground and started talking about serious business.

   The Dread Demon King raised his claws with a gloomy face. In the blood-colored stream of light, the imprint of the Eternals that belonged to Emperor Denathius appeared in the air, and was pushed towards Black by the third lord.

  The pirate poured a sip of wine into his mouth, not paying any attention to the contempt in the eyes of the Dreadlord. Of course, it was not contempt for the great power, it was purely because the Dreadlord thought you were a god!

Can    strong power make up for your lack of self-esteem? Do you think hiding in your pyjamas and drinking on your own ship is really what a demon is supposed to do?

   Aren’t you supposed to be among the stars now, howling to spread the seeds of chaos over the star world that is being poisoned by the Burning Legion? Would you like to do something in line with your status as a god?

   Its mind is undoubtedly felt by the silent.

   But the Quiet One is a very egoistic person. He doesn’t care what others think of him at all. Anyway, a little dreadlord’s complaints can’t change the fact that he has become a god.

  Black set his eyes on the blood-colored emblem floating in front of him.

   This thing looks like a creation of energy, there is no entity, the light shines without even a shadow, it is more like an aggregation of “concepts”.

   But it is such a thing that will not be noticed anywhere else, but it contains the ultimate mystery of the Shadow Realm and even the entire stars.

  Black put his hand on the blood-colored emblem, and a line of entry explained that it bloomed in front of his eyes:

   Name: Mark of Sin·Key of the Firstborn

  Quality: Force Creation【Death】

  Item Effects:

   and the other four keys form an anima pathway to the Holy Land of the First Nativity, Zarecentis.

Notice:

   This item can only be used in certain areas of the Shadow Realm.

  Item Description:

   In terms of absolute power, the Eternals are actually lower than the Titan Creator, and at the highest point of the death lineage there is a creature called the “Firstborn”. But they are gone, they gave the power of death to the Eternals, but buried their secrets forever in the core realm of the Death Force.

  Use these keys carefully, they can bring more than destruction.

   “Cool, one-fifth of the ’employee card’ of the Eternal’s manufacturing and assembly workshop, what a nice reward.”

  Black threw the mark up and down in his hand, he nodded with satisfaction, and waved his beloved Salameni sword in front of him with another wave.

   He fondled the twin swords of his sisters who had followed him for a long time, and said softly:

   “Your fateful hour has come, my dear twins of swords, you are about to be sent to the darkest and most unforgiving frontier of the Dead Realm, where you will receive the final complement of a star-crafter.

  I believe that the entire Shadowlands will tremble because of you when you fully display your deadly power.

   Go.

   Go there and receive the final promotion as your master. “

   “But will you come pick us up?”

  The docile White Sword Sharathor asked in a sad voice softly with reluctance:

   “It was a journey that crossed the realm of life and death, please don’t make us wait too long, master.”

   “Stupid sister, have you not realized how weak you are?”

   After Sarator spoke, the black sword Eremeni also screamed and shouted:

   “As a weapon, we can no longer keep up with the great master’s footsteps, and we have been unable to adapt to the master’s powerful and evil power. As a weapon, we are no longer qualified, and we should be abandoned.

   But the master did not.

   He has given us the gift of continuing to follow him, and we cannot waste that gift. Put away your tears of weakness, this is the promotion we must accomplish!

  We must be the weapons of the Silent One and Lord Moon Shadow, or I’d rather we rot in a garbage heap that sees no light. “

   “I’ll pick you up.”

  The pirate stroked his beloved weapon like a kitten, he said:

   “You guys will have a new name, we can discuss this while there’s still time, I think the name ‘Happy of Fire’ is great.

   Or politely, I can call you ‘The Pleasure of Fire’. “

   “No! I don’t like it!”

   “Hate that **** name!”

   The black-and-white twin-sword sisters who were always quarreling rejected the stinky pirate’s proposal in unison at this moment. In their chatter, Blake rubbed his forehead with a headache and said:

   “But ‘Morning of the King’ doesn’t quite fit. I’m not a king, and I don’t want to be a king. It’s a bit too straightforward to call it ‘Morning of the Gods’, and I don’t like it.

Alright alright.

   Let’s call you ‘sad’. “

  Blake stretched out his finger, and in a very artistic way, turned “sorrow” in Saras into an inscription and engraved it on the hilt of the Salameni battleship.

   he whispered:

   “This is my new name for you, it will protect you from being wiped out by those **** bastards, and I kind of like that you’re noisy around me.

   Go.

  I will pick you up soon. “

  Black reluctantly said goodbye to his weapon. He raised his head and looked at the dreadlord in front of him and said to it:

   “Take my weapons to Revendres, the emperor will know how to strengthen them, you have to be careful, Mephistos, dare to think that they will cut you.

   Plus, you seem to have died out of honor in Nathrezim society, and even the dreadlord spies who live in the Lightless Sea are whispering about the tragedy of how you were captured by mortals.

   Your career is over.

  Have you considered serving another great power? I can really offer you a position under my command, for the sake of our happy cooperation. “

   “Ha, serving an alcoholic sloppy god?”

  The third lord moved his blue claws and said with a sneer:

   “Then what am I going to pay for it? Loyalty? You know we don’t have that.”

   “What do I want your loyalty for? That thing means nothing to me.”

  The pirate pouted, took a sip of wine, and said softly:

   “I want your mind, that’s all.”

   (end of this chapter)