MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1947 75. Come, be happy, there are so many

   Chapter 1947 75. Come, be happy, there are so many in the past anyway

The battle for the    Temple of Valor has come to an end.

After harvesting two batches of reinforcements using the tactics of encircling the point, the stitching masters of the Secret Academy of Creation have obtained enough fresh corpses of the Angels of Green, the bodies of angels who are walking on the road of pure self promotion. It has a completely different power attribute from any other raw material.

   Even for battle-hardened master stitchers, creating a new war abomination from these rare and powerful flesh-and-blood ingredients is no easy feat.

   The good news is that the suture masters have enough material to use their ingenuity to try out new ideas.

   The bad news is that Warlord Grom has only given them a week to come up with a new work.

The worse news is that their creator queen is a fool who doesn't know anything about stitching technology, and can't help at all, and she is stubbornly overpowering the courage Saint Jessandria, who was captured by her, and is unwilling to hand her over to stitching. Masters as experimental material.

   However, the resentment of the sewing masters was soon covered by new good news.

   The Marquis of the Sharp Eyes Chamber of Secrets, who is about to go to the next Shengjie Fortress, has issued a call. As long as the stitching masters participate in his war, then all the materials they seize will be used by themselves.

Fenna will be busy doing really terrible bad things with her stinky brother Blake, so she has no time to worry about these small things, so it will probably wait until the Marquis fulfills her desire to be a villain and returns to her floating city in a comfortable body, it is estimated that You will be stunned to find that the suture masters under your command have almost run away.

  Those **** went to "work" for the crafty Kargath Bladefist.

But with Fina's character, there is a high probability that she will not make any unpleasant remarks about this matter. Well, this kind of character that is so large that it is almost nerve necrotic is also one of the reasons why the suture masters chose her to be the queen of creation. .

   It's really great to have such a leader who can show loyalty and be informal.

   In the command hall of the Floating City of Creation, Black withdrew his seal of black clothes. At the same time that the chains of dominance shaped by shadows were withdrawn, DeVos moved his body to prepare to escape.

   But before she could make any substantial resistance, Fenna, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed her wrist, twisted her hand bones and ankles twice, and crushed the roots of her wings by the way.

   Such an injury is nothing to a saint.

   As DeVos is a demigod and a Grian who is very good at healing, she may be able to heal herself in a few minutes, after all, Fenna didn't use her divine power or Maldraxxus's strengthening power to her.

   She only appeared in this "mental behavior modification" operation as Dr. Black's beautiful assistant.

   "Fix her."

  The pirate gave a casual order, and Fina, who licked her lips, mentioned that Ms. DeVos had slammed her in front of Blake's eyes in a very disrespectful way of sitting on a duck.

   "What are you going to do to me?"

  DeVos knew that she could not escape this disaster today.

   But she remained loyal to the eldest daughter, even though she had just witnessed how Black had united the Forsworn to his side.

And what made Devos most desperate was that she listened to the Evil God's answer to Forsworn's bewildered mind throughout the whole process, knowing that Blake was turning the confusion and pain of Forsworn into hatred for his eldest daughter, Gristia and disgust, but she couldn't say anything to refute it.

   She was even a little shaken herself.

Especially the relaxed and happy expression from the bottom of his heart when he saw the persuaded Forsaken Grian tearfully accept his status quo and keep all his past memories, which made DeVore even more so. Si's heart trembled.

   She can't remember what happened when she participated in the five trials. It was a very distant past. How long did it take for her to pass the trial of purity?

   Did you feel the same pain as the unknown swearer when you decided to let go of your past, but persuaded yourself to let it go? Are those pasts that you gave up worth lingering on?

   These questions kept tumbling in DeVos' messy heart, so that the loyal Saint Jay couldn't get a definite answer at all.

   "I'll bring Sandria with me later."

  Black prepared a slightly complicated void magic, and said to Fenna who was pressing DeVos by his side:

   "The Forsworn not only need a leader who can lead them, they also need a powerful Forsaken Valkyrie to help them reach the Ascension Tower.

  Sandria is just right.

   is very good at playing, and her brain

  Er, I mean, straight up like a real fighter!

  The warriors are the best persuasion. I believe that as long as she sees the evils of this land with her own eyes, she will definitely choose to join us. "

   "Don't even think about it! You're just delusional! Evil God!"

   Ms. DeVos struggled, and when she heard that Blake was going to contaminate not only her but also her brave sister, the loyal Saint Jay suddenly scolded:

   "Sandria's will is the strongest among us, and your evil tricks can't tempt her at all! Don't let her be your weapon and the queen of hurting the Grians for you.

  The eldest daughter is the foundation of this land! "

   "Well, look what she did to you."

  Black put his hand on DeVos' cheek, he looked down at the loyal saint, and said in a sympathetic tone:

   "Not only has it turned you into a fanatical guardian, it has even destroyed your imagination, making you think that a bad guy like me can only come up with such shameful little tricks.

   Do you really think I need to seduce Sandelia to get her to help me?

  No no no no.

   I will only tell her the crux of all the problems in this land, and she will join us. After all, I never wanted to hurt the eldest daughter, Your Majesty.

   I just wanted to reason with her. "

   "The eldest daughter and you have no grudges at all, and you have never even had contact with each other!"

  DeVos was pressed on her shoulders by Fenna and invaded by the pirates with the power of the void, so she could not struggle at all. She could feel that she was getting weaker and weaker, and the power of the evil **** was overturning the world in her mind and doing whatever she wanted.

   She is being pulled into a programmed dream.

  While still awake, DeVos asked in a painful tone:

   "Other Glyns haven't touched you, they don't know your story, but I've been in touch with you many times, Blake, and I know you're never a pointless person.

Why?

  Why do you complain so much about the eldest daughter?

   What did she do to you? "

   "Well, I would love to tell you that this is not a personal grudge. But who am I lying to?"

  Black stared at DeVos, whose eyes were getting more and more confused, and he said to the loyal Saint Jay with a blank expression:

"The stone forge told me that the four kingdoms of the shadow world all have the Moon and Night God of War. That is the divine choice of the Black Moon, and it is my most worthy of reliance. No matter in life or after death, they are all under the moonlight. All righteous warriors.

However.

  Ascension Fortress is nothing!

   There is no Moonlight War God I was looking forward to here, I can only feel the endless sadness in the moonlight, do you know why? "

   Evil God lowered his head.

   whispered in the ear of DeVos, who had completely escaped into the eternal nightmare of the Silent One:

   "Because your eldest daughter used her stupid method to make my Moonlight War God forget the past, and made him or she willingly give up the qualification to live forever in the moonlight, just to exchange for the identity of an unknown so-called ascendant.

  Your eldest daughter and I have no enmity or enmity, but I can't wait to strangle her to death.

   Exactly.

   This is a personal grudge!

  I lost a warrior, and the eldest daughter is responsible for this. I think it’s enough for her to suffer in the worlds for tens of thousands of years. Don’t worry, I really won’t hurt her.

   And now, rather than worrying about your great eldest lady, I think you should worry about yourself first, DeVos, let me tell you a secret. "

  The pirate's fingers moved from DeVos' face to the center of her forehead, and while rolling up the dark purple truth thoughts, it penetrated into the forehead and mind of the loyal saint.

   He was like a researcher looking for some remaining clues in a purified ruin. He read DeVos's memory and said:

   "An intelligent creature can never truly forget the past, and even the mechanical gnomes who format their memory data will leave some indelible traces.

   The soul is not born from memory.

   But memory is necessary to make up the soul. Your soul has not collapsed, it means that the past you has not disappeared, she is hiding somewhere in the depths of your soul.

  I will remind you of who you are.

  I'll let you get her back after you've lost yourself so you can really see what a ridiculous, leaky order you're serving.

   Don't worry, I won't force you to be a traitor with the Corruption of the Void.

   That kind of forced brainwashing is too boring, since we have so many intersections in the past, I will give you a choice. "

  Black closed his eyes and said:

   "I'll let you tell me personally who you are! Come on, Loyal Saint Jie, and say hello to the old you."

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  It is not a good thing to have advanced wisdom in a backward world. Some people say that ignorance is a beast lying on the ladder of civilization, which will devour all the forerunners who try to cross it.

   If this sentence is correct, then it can be used to sum up DeVos' life.

   Well, maybe a reasonable prefix should be added.

   The life of the stargazer, witch, and naturalist DeVos.

  In a fringe world that has been destroyed by natural disasters, under the moonlight of an ordinary midsummer night, a little girl in a pink dress is fiddling with a delicate and expensive telescope beside her father.

   She stared at the stars in the sky curiously. Whenever she found a star that she hadn't paid attention to before, she would scream and ask her father in surprise, or proudly show her discovery.

   "What on earth are there on those stars? Will there be intelligent creatures like us there? What is their civilization and world like?"

   These are the words on the title page of her father's diary, and the secret that young DeVos wanted to know.

She grew up day by day, drawing knowledge from her father, who was an aristocrat but preferred to be a naturalist, until one day when she found that his father was unable to answer the twenty questions she asked. , She knew that maybe she should start a new life.

  So, the optimistic and happy noble lady DeVos embarked on her own journey under the arrangement of her father.

It took her ten years to finally compile a set of accurate star maps, and by the way, she traveled all over her country to draw a precise map. She told everyone she met who was curious about the starry sky, saying that the galaxy does not exist in the galaxy. There is no palace of the gods, and there is not a little person in the sun watching the lives of mortals and always ready to send down fire to punish their sins.

   She makes a lot of sense, but such rhetoric is obviously not liked by the church in power.

  Especially after the death of her father, no one could protect a deviant eldest lady, and some people began to call her a witch, so DeVos really became a witch.

   In the fifteenth year of her escape from home, DeVos, a self-taught witch, successfully concocts a special potion with the help of her apprentice.

Drinking it can change her life form, and make her a rare "star life", so that she can avoid all the troubles in the world, let herself fly freely in the sea of ​​stars, and no longer be disturbed by those who are chasing her. .

   She thought so and did it.

  Although her apprentice, who had accompanied her for nearly ten years, confessed her love to her after drinking the potion, the eldest lady who dared to love and hate finally responded to the apprentice's fiery feelings before she turned into a star.

   She was forty-five at this time.

   The only thing left for the little lover who is 20 years younger than him is a set of world maps drawn by himself and the tenderness of the last night.

   She lives dashingly.

   Even at the end of her life, she is alone, but her life is not monotonous. She may be the first woman in that world to complete a world tour.

   Even if the price of this trip is to make her a wanted criminal in almost every country.

   But so what?

After saying goodbye to the world that was not friendly to her, she could finally realize her childhood wish, and finally be able to run freely and undisturbed in the galaxy, roaming on the stars that have accompanied her since she was a teenager. .

   This is DeVos' story.

   A pure soul from beginning to end.

   Probably this is the reason why she can reach the promotion fortress after her death, but unfortunately, after countless epochs, she has forgotten why she arrived here in the first place.

   "Devos Devos."

   As the call from the distant other world awakened the loyal Saint Jay from the dazed memory, DeVos looked up and felt cold tears streaming down her cheeks.

   She subconsciously leaned down and covered her red eyes with her hands.

   "God. It's like a dream. Why should I, why should I forget this?"

   "Maybe it's just to see more things that make you curious, after all, you have always been a lady who can't control her curiosity."

  Black crouched down and handed a handkerchief to the loyal saint in front of him.

   With a weird smile, he whispered:

   "Of course I know these memories may not be enough to make up your mind, or to actually see how failed the guy you serve is.

   But why are we discussing such a serious and boring topic now?

   I know you must have a lot of questions.

   But let me ask first. "

  The evil **** looked into DeVos' eyes, he smiled and said:

   "Tell me, DeVos, what's on those stars? One more gossip point, did you regret leaving your puppy boyfriend who was so in love with you when you saw them?"

   "On those stars"

   DeVos subconsciously wanted to share the scenery she saw countless epochs ago with Blake and Fenna next to her, but when she saw the gazes of the two, she understood.

   What they want is not sharing, let alone answers.

   "I saw things that made me cheer, things I swore to remember forever."

   Loyal Shengjie bowed his head.

   She put her hand on her chest, where the beating heart had never been so violent and passionate in her memory, as if.

   It was as if he was alive again.

   Back to the night when I set foot on the galaxy.

   She pursed her lips and looked behind her again.

   A shy big boy seemed to be waving goodbye to her behind nothing.

   She can't even remember the child's face, but she knows that when today comes, the concern that spans time and life and death will really dissipate.

   "I seem to have made a mistake."

   Loyal Shengjie stood up.

   She reached out and held the sacred wings spread out behind her, stroking the holy white feathers.

   In the gaze of Blake and Fina, a black light shone from the fingers of DeVos, covering the gorgeous and elegant divine wings as quickly as ink poured into a water basin.

   The wings flapped like a young eagle spreading its wings, and in the beating of the flying black feathers, Ms. DeVos turned back and showed Blake a big, bright, pure smile.

   is very similar to the reckless witch who dared to suffocate the terrifying potion in one gulp just to pursue her dream.

she says:

   "Let's right that wrong together. Will you come with us? Great and evil King of the Forsworn, join us in declaring war on the terrifying old witch, okay?"

   This will be fun, I promise! "

"certainly."

  Black shrugged, picked up his pipe, and exhaled a ring of smoke.

   In the rising smoke, he smiled and said:

   "That's what I'm here for."

   (end of this chapter)