MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1834 60. Wing-kun is finally ready to do something

   Chapter 1834 60. The Wing Jun is finally ready to do something

   In the face of Queen Azshara's strange solicitation, although Tyrande could not understand the Queen's brain circuit, she decisively and firmly chose to refuse.

   In addition to her own disgust and resistance to the Queen, Ms. Windspeaker must also proceed from the overall situation.

She is Elune's chosen person and will soon become the religious leader of the Luna Church. She is the incarnation of the Luna walking on the earth. Once she succumbs to the tyrannical and crazy queen, it means that the people will lose their last faith. logo.

   In this kind of life-and-death war, this will be a fatal blow to the morale of the rebels.

   Or that's what Queen Azshara really thought.

  Tyrande, who remained silent, thought so, that the queen probably realized the true strength of the rebels after the defeat of the Suramar battle, and she wanted to solve the problem by means other than war.

   "After you let the demons slaughter Zin Azsari's night elves, there is no chance of any negotiation between us! Azshara, your tyrannical rule has come to an end."

   In the queen's palace, facing the indifferent gazes of the surrounding demons and high-level elf guards, the high priest of the moon, who has not yet taken office, said in a sonorous tone:

  "You can kill me to show your madness, or you can imprison me to try to break my will, but Elune has revealed the future to me.

  You and your demon **** will eventually lose everything under the righteous resistance, fall to the dust from the luxurious blood-stained throne, and turn into something more humble than the dirt is your ultimate destiny! "

   Tyrande's resistance and vicious curse immediately aroused the dissatisfaction of the queen's maids.

   The royal maid Vashj, who was supporting the light in the light, gave her sister a wink, and the next moment, a coquettish maid stepped forward and waved the whip she was carrying to teach the sad priest a lesson.

   But Queen Azshara didn't care.

   She waved her finger, and the maid who was about to be executed stepped back with a respectful face.

  The Queen looked down at Tyrande who was glaring at her, she laughed twice, and said:

   "Sure enough, you have inherited the fine traditions of the Sisterhood of Elune. You are beyond blue when it comes to sharp teeth and sharp lips. No wonder they push you to the throne of the High Priest of the Moon.

   But little girl, do you really know how to lead your people?

   Frankly speaking, when the demons entered my world, I was aware of their brutality and power, and I was not interested in a game that flattened the world.

   All I care about is the world where imperfect life has been culled. "

   Azshara paused, those bewitching amber eyes met Tyrande's, and the queen said in a deep voice:

   "The creation of every perfect thing requires effort and time, and your heroic resistance has added too much fun to this game.

   But I will correct you, young priest.

   Those who died did not die for nothing, they were like sick trees cut down in a chaotic and twisted forest. After they were consumed by the flames, they would turn into warm ashes to fertilize the earth.

  In their sacrifices those perfect seeds will sprout, and eventually, in my plan, a better world will be born.

   They are not dead.

   They just gave their will to this land in the form of destruction and rebirth and tapped the true potential of this world. Destruction and construction are the two greatest powers that life has been endowed with.

   And now, they are all under my control. "

   This declaration made Tyrande stunned, and then more intense struggle and anger erupted in the eyes of the Moon Priest.

The Queen    shook her head, losing interest in this stubborn captive. In her eyes, there was nothing but an ignorant soul hidden under that beautiful face.

   She returned to her throne, took the golden goblet that Vashj handed over, and said in a sullen mood:

   "I won't kill you, or even hurt you.

  I will let you see with my own eyes the perfect world created by my own hands, and when this abominable old world turns to ashes, when the new world comes, I will graciously allow you to join it.

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   Leaving aside the connotation, it is a pity that your face is so ruined. "

   "You see your people as imperfect beasts? You see the world's future of the Highborne, immersed in the extravagance of magical misuse of magic?"

  Tyrande was dragged out of the palace by two maids, but the Moon Priest had no fear in her heart. She stared at Azshara on the throne, and she shouted:

   "You are crazy! Azshara, you were crazy long before the demons entered this world!

   You regard yourself as a **** above all living beings, and regard the lives of others as consumption. You try to transform the world with your mad beliefs. It is not the devil who bewitched you, the mad queen.

   It's all your own choice!

  You will be punished, Azshara.

  You will be punished by your own madness and ambition, and I will see your demise with my own eyes! Luna will witness the collapse of this decaying empire through my eyes! "

The Queen looked blankly at Tyrande who was dragged out of the palace. The last quarrel of the Moon Priest made the Queen very annoyed. At the moment when Tyrande disappeared, Azshara held up a golden goblet, amber-coloured. A look of indifference flashed in his eyes.

   "Barbaric and rude, except for that face, which is... pathetic. Go and teach her the rules of civility, my dear Vashj, but don't hurt this gifted child."

   she said.

   "Yes, my supreme queen."

   The royal maid next to the queen leaned down to accept the order, and a trace of undisguised envy and hatred flashed away in her coquettish eyes.

   Tyrande Windspeaker is a lucky fellow, and the honorable Queen holds her in high regard.

   His Majesty has never been so patient with a savage female monkey, **** it! This Tyrande will surely take away the Queen's favor and attention.

   seems to have to find a way.—

   "It's so cold."

   On the way to Wyrmrest Temple, Jarod Shadowsong, who was once again sent by the demigod's natural magic, embarked on the road to meet the Dragon Kings accompanied by several Black Raven Guards.

   As he rode the black panther to the Wyrmrest Temple in the distance, Jarod frowned and said nothing.

   He was thinking about the current situation facing the rebels.

  Although the high lord's battle order has not been issued, with Garrod's shallow understanding of war, he believes that the high lord wants to divide the battlefield.

  The vanguard group heading for Xin Azali has been leaving for two days, and the army gathered in Black Rook Fort is increasing, and the city of Suramar will strengthen the city shield in a few days.

  These scattered pieces of information were constantly reorganized and analyzed in Garrod's mind, and finally the young elf commander came to a conclusion: the high lord is going to change homes!

   He personally sits in Black Rook Hold and gathers a large army to attract the attention of the demons and Azshara.

  The rebel army that has won the devil is as bright as a candle in the dark night, attracting those bloodthirsty moths desperately to pounce on it, trying to quench the brightest spark in this disaster era.

   Once Azsari Sin and the demonic legions from all over attack Black Rook Keep, the Vanguard Legion can find an opportunity to rush into the capital with lightning speed with the support of allies.

   The key to the decisive victory is not whether Black Rook can be kept or not. The Well of Eternity is the winner of the war.

   But in order to attract and delay the movement of the demons as much as possible, the assistance of the giant dragons is essential. Thinking of this, Younger Brother Yingsong raised his head and looked at the Longmian Tower standing in the cold wind again.

   Today may be the time to reveal the answer.

   "Haven't the dragons told you the final decision yet?"

   Just as Jarod was about to arrive at Longmian Tower, Blake's voice suddenly appeared in his mind, Yingsong's younger brother had already adapted to this mysterious guy's elusive posture, and he questioned in his heart with a blank face:

   "You bastard! Did you bully my sister?"

   "Is that how you talked to your brother-in-law?"

  Blake snorted and said rudely:

   "It's not your stinking brother's turn to take care of the matter between me and Maiev. Be professional, Commander Shadowsong! Let's talk business with you, how did the dragons answer you?"

   "They sent messengers to Black Rook Castle, and the high lord asked me to come to meet the Dragon King on behalf of the rebels. I think they will give me an answer. It is very likely that the dragon will help us."

   Brother Yingsong took a deep breath and let the cold wind in the north calm him down.

He says:

   "But the exact answer won't be known until I climb the tower."

   "Then be bold."

   Black says:

   "Don't worry even if you fall out. As your brother-in-law, I will support you in secret."

   "Are you here too?"

   Garrod asked in surprise:

   "Shouldn't you be with my sister at this time? You bastard, you always give up, don't you?"

   "I said you young man."

  Blake was a little bit hurt by Yingsong's younger brother's question. He didn't want to discuss his love life with his brother-in-law, he just said casually:

   "Maev has already shouldered her responsibility for the elven civilization, I will go to her side, but I have to wait for me to determine the current situation of the dragons.

   Didn't you find it? Garrod.

   Shadows hang over this temple of dragons.

  This disaster that spreads all over the world is not just the trouble of the elves, the dragon will also usher in its own destiny, and the whole world will be changed. "

   This snarky answer made Jarod look blank, what can he do? His brother-in-law is a god-ass prophet, and he has never concealed his profession.

   Don't all the prophets speak like this?

   Brother Yingge shook his head, throwing this weird thought out of his head.

   He and his guards quickly arrived under the giant dragon tower, which was shaped like metal and special building materials, and the red dragon deacon in elf form received them.

  The soldiers were left to rest at the bottom of the temple, while Garrod rode a red baby dragon and was sent to the dome platform at the top of the tower. This is the place where the dragon kings talked and was a sacred place.

   Shadowsong is not here for the first time, but this time the five dragon kings and their consorts and representatives of the major dragon legions gathered together to announce an important news.

  Jarrod adjusted his clothes and strode forward to the center of the dome platform under the gaze of the humanoid dragons.

   He politely bowed to Her Majesty the Queen of the Red Dragon, Alexstrasza, who was standing in the center of his eyes. At the same time, he tried his best to control his eyes and avoid looking at the places he should not look.

  Speaking of which, the human form of this giant dragon king is really charming, and of course Her Majesty Ysera, the green dragon queen standing beside her, is not too much.

   Several elf messengers who followed Garrod to visit Wyrmrest Temple before, it is said that after returning home, they did not think about eating and drinking all day, and some people hid in the house and secretly painted portraits of the two queens.

   The other three dragon kings who stood on either side of the two queens were also extraordinary.

Especially Neltharion, the king of black dragons, wearing a black armor, he can really bring a lot of pressure when he is expressionless. The indifference conveyed by the pair of yellow snake eyes makes Jarod always subconscious want to stay away from the dragon king.

   Although it is full of majesty, compared to Mr. Black who is smiling next to him, he is still not friendly enough. Wait, Mr. Black? Brother-in-law?

   Jarrod's eyes widened for a moment, and he almost couldn't control his expression.

   He clearly saw the hooded Mr. Black standing next to the Black Dragon King, greeting him to calm him down, and curiously turning his head to look at Nesario next to him.

   But the other dragon kings and giant dragons didn't seem to notice the existence of Mr. Black at all, and this magical man was so carefree in the queue of the dragon kings.

  The five dragon kings appeared six people

   is like a ghost story!

   Garrod immediately confirmed that only he should be able to see Mr. Black. He immediately gained a new understanding of Black's strength. If even the powerful dragon kings could not perceive his existence

  hs, it's really scary to think about it, right? The Evil God His Excellency, who is peeking at the Red Dragon Queen's chest in an upright manner?

Hello!

  You bastard, you are already in love with my sister! Put away your dirty eyes, okay? you! What are you reaching out for? Is this measuring Ms. Alexstrasza's bust?

  Brother-in-law!

  Brother-in-law, what are you doing? Brother-in-law!

  Stop it, you!

   The Shadowsong Family will lose all face by you!

   "Jarrod Shadowsong, the representative of the Elven Resistance, after a long discussion, we have decided to give you and your lord a clear answer."

   Just when Jarod was thinking wildly because of Black's sudden appearance, the Red Dragon Queen said on behalf of the Guardian Dragon Legion:

   "During the war in the Great Plains of Suramar, we have carefully assessed the Burning Legion's threat to world order, and their presence could lead to a horrific natural disaster on Azeroth.

   This is contrary to the mission of the dragons.

   Therefore, the Aspect Dragon Legion decided to join the war. "

   Yingge's younger brother's expression immediately became serious, and he immediately replied as a representative of the rebel army:

   "Thank you for your help at this time of crisis. The giant dragon is indeed a descendant of the legendary nobles. The great lord and we will be honored for your presence and assistance."

   "Don't say these polite words, Elf, and don't waste your time."

   The King of Magic Malygos, leaning on the ice crystal staff, said indifferently:

   "Now, say your war plan. If you don't have a plan, then let us make a plan."

   "We certainly have plans."

   Garrod glanced at the Dragon King and said seriously:

"The specific action plan can be discussed at Black Rook Castle, but the high lord allows me to reveal our grand strategy to the powerful dragon allies. Dragon kings, demons cannot be killed in the material world, so ending this war is the most important thing. The effective method is to close the portal of the other world."

   "That gate has 'grown' with your Well of Eternity."

   The majestic Black Dragon King said in a low voice:

   "You can't separate it, elf, your queen is simply the most arrogant and stupid mortal I've ever seen."

   "So, we decided to blow up the Well of Eternity!"

  Jarold replied immediately, such a decisive strategy made the five dragon kings look shocked, but the fastest response black dragon king smiled for the first time after being surprised.

   He looked at Garrod admiringly and said:

   "Yes, I'm starting to like the determination of the elves."

   "The Well of Eternity is a legacy that is long overdue."

   Malygos, the king of magic, also softened his tone. The dragon king, who is in charge of the magic net and the magic of the world, stroked his beard and said to his brothers and sisters:

   "It has been spilling the blood of the world for nearly a million years, and the magic power it escaping has seriously interfered with the operation of the magic net. Perhaps this is an opportunity.

   But I'm more curious, what weapon are you elves going to use to destroy that magic well that you have abused for thousands of years? "

"this."

   Garrod hesitated for a while and didn't answer. In fact, Ms. Lan Yue and Ms. Elisande didn't come up with a feasible plan.

   Probably seeing the embarrassment of the elves, Neltharion, the king of black dragons, looked left and right, and he suddenly said:

   "I may be able to offer some help on this matter, just recently, I made a great magic item with the help of my minions.

   I thought, maybe it was fate.

   That treasure was born for this moment, I call it, the dragon soul! "

   (end of this chapter)