MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1979 3. We are short of people and you look like a person, so

   Chapter 1979 3. We are missing people and you look like a person, so, three missing one, come or not?

  Black came to a rather strange place in an accidental trek incident, and met three strange guys, who seemed to have a strange organization called "The Brotherhood".

   Then this strange organization has a strange rule, it is said that every newcomer who comes in will be beaten.

   Lord Evil God thought this was just a malicious joke used by those **** old men to intimidate the pink and tender young people, but unfortunately, he guessed wrong.

   These **** are really ruthless.

   "Hush! Idiot, it's my face under your hands, not your **** test bed."

   Finally got through the "Initiation Ceremony" and sat on the sofa in front of the warm fireplace in the strange castle, where the chip pirate reclined and let the guy in the dark red strange robe treat him for his injuries.

   also hummed and complained a few times, but he was immediately ridiculed by the guy:

"Really? Are you sure this is your face? Look at this face that has been beaten and blooming. The toilet in my house is cleaner than it. If you don't want me to sew your broken double godhead wrong, give it to me Be honest."

   "You have to be careful, little fellow."

   Sitting on the opposite sofa, the strange guy who called himself Cyber ​​was holding a glass of whisky with ice and raised his eyebrows at Blake meaningfully and said:

   "Merlin is one of the most notorious dark wizards in the multiverse.

   He may be treating you on the surface, but in fact, he may be secretly implanting some curses or poisons that he made with a flash of inspiration when he was hanging out with his wives last night.

  I seriously doubt that dear Dick left us so ruthlessly because Merlin, the bad guy, has been quietly collecting his holy light to do some vicious experiments."

   "Isn't it because you have been complaining about his beliefs?"

   Lord Merlin, the dark wizard who was maliciously attacked, was not angry.

   On the contrary, he used a skillful anatomical technique so calm that Blake was terrified to cut open the jaw bone of the pirate, while healing the injury and helping Blake to heal the shattered godhead, and he answered with a dual purpose:

   "You haven't stopped complaining about that venerable paladin since I got into this **** fraternity. I'll admit that guy does get annoying at times, but he's a good guy.

   He's not like us real assholes.

   He is the moral character of the fraternity.

   He single-handedly raised our average moral level to the level of ordinary people, and now that he's gone, I feel like I'm living in a **** of sin every day."

   "We lost a trusted brother, besides, isn't your ancestral home in hell? What's wrong with going home?"

   The dead handsome Tyrion, who was sitting beside Cyber, wiped the corner of his bleeding mouth with a handkerchief, and replied expressionlessly:

   "But I still think we should get Dick back as soon as possible, especially in this eventful time. The aftermath of the Origin Gate collapse is still spreading into the multiverse, but I already have a bad feeling.

  We are counted in this sinister time. "

   "Wait! Does anyone mind if I ask you a question while you guys are having such a good chat?"

   The evil god-sama who was being treated on the sofa stretched out his hand like a primary school student. Mr. Merlin, who was stitching up his godhead, glanced at him and said in a gentle tone:

   "Ask if you want to, bro, and don't raise your hand, you've already shed two-thirds of your blood, any drastic action will kill you.

   Don't panic if there is a light in front of you at this time, this is a normal situation when you are close to death. "

   "Thanks for the reminder, you are such a good person, Your Excellency Merlin."

  Black glanced at the guy.

   Unsurprisingly, he saw the reflection of a scorching **** in his eyes, and by the way, in the shadow cast by the overhead lights, he saw the projection of a terrifying devil maharaja.

   This proves that this gentle and elegant Lord Merlin is not a good thing, his ancestral home is indeed in hell, and he is suspected to be a very powerful **** king.

   "Uh, I want to remind you that I'm not some **** king."

   seems to have sensed Black's thoughts. Lord Merlin skillfully pieced together Black's broken palate, and suddenly said:

   "I do have a **** of my own, and I was briefly the Speaker of the Council of Twilight, and the bad satanic throne was mine for a while, but I've thrown away the unpleasant past.

   Now, as you can see, I am just an ordinary dark wizard who is busy managing the universe every day, and occasionally makes a cameo role in the work of destroying the universe.

   Oh yes, I like to be called 'The Raven' if you want to win my friendship, remember to call me that. "

   "So, you mind-readers are the worst."

  Cyber ​​smashed the cup on the table in annoyance, glanced at Black with a smile, and said in the most gentle and kind tone:

   "And you!

If you stinky pirate keep saying in your heart that I'm the ugliest guy here, I'll shove that freak-like face of your mad stray dog ​​that drank too much and **** with rotten apples into your motherfucker. In your chest, and I promise you can go on living in that novelty form for hundreds of years or something. "

   Lord Cthulhu blinked and glanced at Tyrion one last time.

   He once thought that this cold-faced evil star was the most violent guy here, but after a long time, this death knight was actually the most normal of the three.

   "What are you looking at me for?"

  The Dawnblade pouted and said:

   "I'm not as good at reading minds as these two idiots, but from your expression, you seem to think I'm the best bully?"

   "I'm going to ask a question!"

  Black raised his face, held up three fingers, and said:

   "First, who is the Dick you've been talking about? Second, what is this fraternity doing? Lastly, who can get me a drink for this newcomer?

   Heck!

   Is this your way of hospitality? I've been here for almost an hour and I've been beaten and no one has served me a hot drink. To be honest, I'm starting to regret joining you guys. "

   "Oh, look, cutie wants to drink."

  Cyber ​​grinned and tapped the table.

   In the next instant, under Blake's stunned gaze, a downsized Lord Sargeras in a bartender suit held a tray and placed four glasses of fine wine on the table between the two sofas.

  Dark Titan glanced at Black, spit out flames from his nostrils, and said viciously:

   "What are you looking at?"

Blake wanted to say "Look at you", but considering the situation he could only smile, until a few seconds later, Tyrion held up a glass of amber wine and let it go with the touch of his fingers. Chilled.

   This cold-faced one-eyed handsome guy explained in a low voice in Sarasian language:

"Don't think about it, this isn't the Sargeras you know. It's just some unlucky guy who got beaten up by Cyber ​​many times and ended up signing a demon pact with him and is now forced to work at his bar in Gotham to pay off his debts. ."

   "Well, I can see it, you all have unique skills."

The pirate complained, and gestured with his eyes to Mr. Merlin, who was helping him sew up the heart that had been cut in half, and looked at the Lord of Hell, Lord Raven by Blake's numb eyes that could electrocute several cows. It was very uncomfortable, so I had to sigh, reached out and picked up a glass of wine and brought it to Blake's mouth.

   "Thank you, I knew that you are the only good person here."

  The Evil God replied politely, and after moistening his throat, he turned his gaze to Cyber ​​and Tyrion opposite, waiting for their answers.

   "Let's talk about it one by one, let's talk about the Brotherhood first."

   Your Excellency Cyber ​​irritably unbuttoned the cuff of his suit, revealing the very chic and luxurious bracelet on his wrist, which was inlaid with five gems of different colors and six rings of different colors.

   This thing made Blake frown.

   This thing should not be.

No way?

   "The Brotherhood of Shadows is a small organization organized by hometown folks who are wandering in a foreign land to keep warm. There are such organizations everywhere in the whole noisy multiverse, and there is nothing outstanding.

   But the difference between us and other coquettish **** is that we are not organized to destroy the world, nor to play some unworthy conspiracy, nor to maintain peace. "

  Cyber ​​said something.

   Black shrugged and complained:

   "Really? That's a shame, I thought I joined a great family."

   "If you interrupt me again, I will."

  Cyber ​​gave him a stern look, and the chip pirate stretched out his finger and gently pulled upwards on his tightly closed mouth, which made both Cyborg and Merlin frown at the same time.

   The two guys looked at each other, and Lord Raven said in a low voice:

   "This new friend reminds me of a very annoying guy."

   "Well, I guess we're both thinking of the same person."

  Cyber ​​snorted, stared at Black and said:

   "I seriously suspect that this guy is a mutant monster left by Wade in some universe, remember to stab him a few times later to see if he will heal himself.

  If you can, remember to throw him into the world melting pot and destroy him before he can move.

   We already have an overwhelming amount of Deadpool, we don't need more. "

   "Poof"

As soon as Cyber's words fell, four dark red **** scalpels stabbed into the four most painful parts of Lord Black's body, and Mr. Merlin was staring at the expressionless man in a way of observing the test subject. Lord Evil God.

   The good news is that the nerve he had been destroyed by Tyrion hadn't healed, so he didn't feel the pain.

   The bad news is that the Voidbody doesn't seem to heal itself any slower than the mutants.

"He is not."

  Raven reached out and gently pulled the scalpel out of Blake, turned his head and said something to Cyber. It is said that the owner of a bar in Gotham nodded, and it seemed that he was really relieved.

Hello!

  You guys are actually a bunch of hilarious jokers, right?

   "I'm starting to like your style of doing things."

  The Pirate Lord said in a stick-reading voice:

   "Then go ahead, sir, I'm listening, I promise I won't interrupt you."

"Very well, I like children who know the rules. When you are healed, I will take you to Gotham to meet the world. A group of M77 Nebula dancers just came to my bar. Each girl has seven legs and six heads plus ten A few tentacles are used as hands, which is very energetic.

   is definitely in line with the unique aesthetics of an evil **** like you. "

  Cyber ​​raised his glass to Black and continued:

   "Our Brotherhood is different from other organizations in that our members are all lost from the other side of the Wall of Origin. Merlin, explain to him what the Wall of Origin is."

   "It's the wall that separates the multiverse from the real world."

  Mr. Raven finished his treatment operation, threw the two godheads healed to perfection into Blake's body, then wiped the blood on his hands with a handkerchief, and picked up his own glass of wine.

   While shaking very gentlemanly, he said in a short tone:

   "I mean, the only barrier between our common homeland and this multiverse that was born in the fantasy of all things, as for the lost, you know, we've always had legends about 'traveling' there.

   There are more than half of the unlucky ghosts who are just thrown into different times, but some are more fortunate or unfortunate, and they will be thrown on the other side of the wall of origin.

   I'm talking about the four of us, and Dick who left us, and those two nasty **** who got a nerve and decided to run away from us and go it alone. "

   "You call them 'hates'?"

   Tyrion, who was tasting fine wine, suddenly said:

"You selected those two fellow villagers yourself, and they submitted their resignations just to find more possibilities. This is not a betrayal. But you are so mean to your former subordinates. I seriously doubt that Dick left us because of you. A mean character."

   "And his unfortunate name!"

  Cyber ​​echoed in a low voice.

   "I said it all, Dick's departure has nothing to do with his name!"

  Tyrion emphasized one sentence, and then Cyber ​​sneered and said:

   "Really? Does it really matter? Then try to be called 'big diao' every day, I guess it must be very uncomfortable."

   "Gentlemen, gentlemen! Can you take care of the newcomer?"

   Black saw the three guys quarrel again and screamed:

   "Please explain to me what I should know first, and then you continue to quarrel with you.

  To be honest, I don't know that Mr. Dick, and I don't know him, but I think if you've been arguing like this, then he's probably just leaving to find a quiet place to relax. "

   These words silenced the three guys with extraordinary backgrounds at the same time.

   After a few seconds, Cyber ​​changed to a big boss position, leaned his legs on the sofa, stared at Black, and said calmly:

   "In short, you can think of the Brotherhood of Shadows as a hometown society that accommodates the transcendents. We have no lofty goals, we just want everyone from the same place to have a place in this strange multiverse.

   Our organization has grown very well before.

   Under Merlin's suggestion, we began to actively search for the lost people who were thrown into the multiverse from the void and sent their souls to different worlds to relive their lives, and selected good enough members from them to join the Brotherhood to help.

   But something went wrong.

  The two brothers who were in charge of this had just resigned not long ago, and at this juncture, Dick, one of the elders of the Brotherhood, suddenly left without saying goodbye.

   As you can see, there are only three of us left in this group now, and you are the fourth and one of our last batch of lost people sent into different worlds.

  I have to admit that I seriously overestimated the 'success rate' of my fellow villagers."

  Tyrion next to him drank a mouthful of ice-filled wine and explained to Black:

"The last batch of a total of 30 fellow villagers was put into 30 different rebirth timelines based on the Azeroth universe. We reached an agreement with the Pantheon and the Bronze Dragon Legion to treat this as an exploration time. A test of diversity.

But six of the thirty fellows who were cast at the same time failed to survive the first three years of their rebirth, and twelve died in the pursuit of a new life, so we had to erase their memories of their deaths and let them go back to life. A safe world for the rest of your life.

   The rest have found family, friends and lovers in different Azeroths, we have communicated with them, and they have finally chosen to live ordinary lives.

   Only you, Blake.

   Among these thirty fellows, you are the only one who has met the criteria for selecting new recruits by the Brotherhood. In fact, through my mother's perspective, I watched almost the entire process of your rise.

   I have to say, you did a very good job even by the most demanding standards. "

   "So, we gave that chart."

   Your Excellency Raven stood by the sofa with a glass of wine, looked at Blake gently, and said:

   "You came here, passed the initiation ceremony, and we decided to offer you a new job and promote you to management."

   "Well, I'm honored, three."

  Blake, lying on the sofa like a paralyzed man, said to the three people who looked at him:

   "But if we only have four people in our organization, including me, it doesn't seem like there's much to be happy about being in management.

   And, I just caught a very important message.

   You just said that the Wall of Origin has collapsed. So, the only barrier that separates our homeland from the multiverse is gone. Will this have any bad effects? "

   The three guys looked at each other, and the most academic Merlin Lord replied:

"We haven't observed anything worthy of attention yet, but according to our predictions, there may be some waves in the near future. Although we are all bad guys who deserve to go to hell, we don't want our peaceful hometown to be destroyed. The heck of a multiverse affects it.

  So, before you come, we are discussing a plan."

   "The kind of discussion that just created a folder?"

  The pirate rolled his eyes and asked.

  Cyber ​​laughed dumbly and said to Tyrion beside him:

   "I'm really starting to like this guy, his vicious tongue is always just right, we need such a pistachio, and in this difficult time, we need some joy."

   "So, what's your answer?"

  Tyrion stared at Black, his icy one eye shining with indifference.

He says:

"If you agree to join us, the three of us will immediately raise your container to the ultimate strength of the 'God' rank, which is considered an entry benefit, but you have to assume the corresponding responsibilities, and then you have to walk the road yourself. ."

   "Well, is there a higher power above the gods?"

   Black asked.

   Lord Raven shrugged and said:

   "This multiverse is more dangerous than you think, a fledgling **** is not enough for the bad guys, you're just out of the cradle, my dear Blake, don't think too much.

  Tyrion didn't even use 30% of his strength when he beat you, and he was the weakest of the three of us. "

   "Stop pretending, you two rookies pecking at each other, what is there to show off in a single universe? I am a multiverse-level boss playing monkey tricks with you here, am I proud?"

  Cyber ​​snorted, snapped his fingers, and said:

   "I need your answer, Blake, no kidding, I want you to answer fairly seriously, and then I'll explain about Dick.

  Trust me, he's in more trouble than you think.

   That is our hometown.

  Although he leaves us like a used condom, we can't leave him alone. "

   "So, you are actually begging me."

  The pirate grinned, sat up and stared at the three big men in front of him. He raised his glass and said:

   "You need me! Otherwise, I wouldn't be so patient in explaining so much. I have a certain ability that you desperately need, although I don't know what it is yet."

   "You can act like we're begging you."

  Cyber ​​leaned forward, his eyes fixed on Black like a tiger, and he said:

   "If this makes you feel good enough to join us. Do you need us to kneel for you? Don't be restrained, I know you want it, as long as you can afford it."

   "Emmmm, let's talk about it after I won't be instantly killed by one of you."

   Lord Evil God curled his lips and drank the wine in his hand, revealing a hypocritical and flawless smile.

Say:

   "So, where is the contract? Where is the pen for signing? Where are my entry benefits? I declare in advance, don't expect me to call 996, family."

   (end of this chapter)