MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1952 80. Eldest daughter: I guess it's too late to surrender now

   Chapter 1952 80. Eldest daughter: I guess it's too late to surrender now, right?

  Each kingdom of death is a derivation of the godhead of an Eternal, such as the Great Emperor often announces to his enemies or friends that he is Ravendes.

   This is not an exaggerated self-bragging. Although it sounds very pretentious, it is more of a precise description of the emperor's self-existence.

  Similarly, the kingdom of promotion fortress is actually the incarnation of the eldest daughter Gloria, and everything that happens here cannot be concealed from her, provided that she wants to see and hear.

Just two days had passed since the invasion of Maldraxxus this morning. Of course, the eldest daughter also felt the flames of war sweeping across her own land. Although the Grians were retreating and suffered terrible damage and casualties, the long-term The woman did not sit back and watch all this happen, she also made her own efforts.

  The quick gathering of the Hundred Hearts Legion, the joining of the Eternal Colossus on the battlefield, and the abundant supply of heart energy in various temples, all represent that the eldest daughter is doing her best to support her children to deal with the challenge of Maldroxus.

   But unfortunately, the eldest daughter seriously underestimated the scale of the war.

   Everything happened too fast.

Before Glynn's army had fully gathered, the Mardrao men had already smashed through the promotion fortress, and the three messengers she sent to question Mardraxus why he started the war were all yelled at by the old man. chopped.

  When the angry eldest daughter was about to lead the army herself, those invaders boldly stepped into her final field.

   "Ah, this place is still as beautiful, so sacred, and so nasty as I remembered"

  Blake, who crossed the gate of heaven, looked around at the scenery of the ascending tower in front of him.

Several high-ranking Grians appeared in front of him wielding weapons to kill him, but the evil **** just waved his hand, and those past memories activated by the void godhead screamed and rushed from the evil god's shadow in the form of black resentful spirits. Out, like a crazy spirit of vengeance, took the initiative to meet the angry angels.

The two sides were entangled, and the Grians easily tore open the body of the resentful spirit, but they were completely unable to harm these "recollections". Instead, the discarded memories were broken into pieces, in the mist that enveloped the angels. Re-influx into the detached minds of the ascendants.

  Those holy angels of Glynn could feel the unfamiliar memories bursting in their hearts, and their rampages spread undisguised malice into their minds.

   Every ascendant has experienced such a spiritual war. They once abandoned their past burdens to win the possibility of detachment, and now what they have to do is to repeat the process and remove those painful memories from their hearts.

   But unfortunately, they may be able to deal with their own loss and their own past, but the abandoned memories brought by Blake from the Temple of Purity are more than the collection of the will of millions of people?

   Those things that have been thrown away, those things that are called "burdens" by the ascendants have long grown into quite terrifying things in the bond of the void godhead.

   No matter how firm the will of the ascendants is, in the face of spiritual pollution far exceeding the limit of their spiritual carrying capacity, their resistance is as threatening as delicate children.

   Under Blake's silent gaze, the angels hugged their heads and screamed and sank into those malicious memories. Their proud "detachment" was easily subverted in the face of such suffering.

They curled up on the ground and twitched, desperately watching the past that had been abandoned on the road of promotion to be remembered again, just like pure water was dripped into the ink, so that they also began to promote the road to the eldest daughter Doubt arises.

   One after another sworn person appeared in front of the evil god, which was not beyond Blake's expectations.

   He squatted down and looked at the ascendant who was holding his jet-black wings in pain and trying to pluck those polluted feathers. He clasped the terrified Ms. Greene's wrist and said to her:

   "Remember, this is the power of the past!

  Those past experiences are lessons and growth. They give us confidence to face the ups and downs of the future calmly, and they make us wise enough to accept the challenges of the present.

  The past never disappears, it is hidden in our hearts. Even if you burn out your memories, there will still be remnants of the past in the house of the soul.

   Without the support of the past, your present detachment is nothing but a castle in the sky, the full moon in the water, and the flowers in the mirror. Instead of making you stronger, forgetting has weakened your resistance to disaster.

   is like a flower in a greenhouse.

   You did pluck the past out of your body, but you didn't inject something new and stronger into it, you ripped out your heart and left that void to live and call it 'Pure'.

  I really don't know why the eldest daughter thinks that only by forgetting the past can he embrace the future. What a stupid argument, probably because He was born strong, so he felt that something like the past was unnecessary.

   However, He ignores that you are not as God-born as He is.

   Enjoy it, kids.

   Sweet dreams will not come true here, but nightmares will be with you every day after that. "

  Blake patted the long hair of Angel Grian, who was desperate in front of him.

He stood up with an evil smile, and exploded the power of the Void Godhead, turning the memories of the past that followed him into dancing black locusts in the sky, and like the scorching smoke that nurtured the world-destroying beast. Under the urging of , those malicious things will soon spread all over the sky of the promotion tower.

  Let the sacred beauty seem to be enveloped in an illusory haze.

  The pirate turned his head and whispered to the angels behind him:

   "Right here, don't run around, you will see with your own eyes that heaven collapses today, and I am not the one who set your heaven on fire.

   That is yourselves.

   For those pasts that have been forgotten by yourselves, the Forsaken must find their names, and for this reason they even dare to be enemies of the gods! This is the courage you once had.

   Courage to be forgotten by you.

   It's so sad to trade something truly precious for an empty promotion, turning oneself from a flesh-and-blood soul to a worthless soul shell. "

The evil **** glanced at the angels under his feet. These handsome creatures became extremely dejected after their minds were defeated. They did not have the savageness and unyielding of the Maldroxians, and they lacked Venthyr's fighting wisdom in desperate situations. Even the Queen of Winter knows to give her creatures wildness to ensure they won't be eaten by the beasts of the forest.

   But these angels did not.

   They lack the courage to face adversity, and are weaker than mortals in the face of fear that goes straight to the soul. No wonder the Void forces have invaded here several times in the past countless epochs.

   Void creatures like this kind of dazed soul the most.

   "The eldest daughter really shouldn't be called the Archon. He should call himself the 'King of Nothingness' or the 'Queen of Zombies'. He is really talented in cultivating the walking dead."

  Black stepped on the edge of the platform hanging in front of him and rode the wind to send himself into the higher palace.

   He complained:

"Look, what a good soul, sent into Maldroxus can become a warrior of a hundred battles, sent into Ravendes can create an army of convicts, even sent into Blazing Blue Immortal Field can make Faye They thrive.

   But it's a waste to land here.

   Alas, I finally know why I have always disliked the promotion of the fortress and the eldest daughter. Whether it is his idea or his kingdom, they are all gold and jade, and they are lost in it.

   is so empty and unattractive.”

   "Boss! Boss! Hey, look this way! I'm here!"

   A sharp call suddenly sounded in Blake's ears, causing the evil **** who was walking in the wind to blink. He pierced his ears and said:

   "Hey, I seem to hear someone calling me? No way? The incompetent **** under my command also have 'talents' who can be sent to the promotion fortress after death?

   Could it be that Natalie was sent over?

   should not be.

   Her character should be more suitable for Wenthyr, right? "

With that said, Blake stopped in the air and glanced at a remote palace next to the Ascension Tower. Then he saw a guy who was almost forgotten by him lying in a hanging cage. waving his hand toward himself.

   "Huh? Why are you locked up here?"

   Lord Evil God flashed to the Anima cage with a whistle, and looked at the weak female spirit Wei Nali, who was locked inside. He said in a strange tone:

   "I thought you contacted the group of wandering spirits in the promotion fortress and have left here to prepare for the big raid I promised."

   "I'm ready, boss."

The female guardian, Wei Nali, looked at the Bliss Castle behind Blake, which had been turned upside down by the resentment of the past, with a kind of awe, and the mighty Grian angels were captured by the malicious past one by one. , some have already begun to transform into Forsworn, and some are still struggling in place.

   But the eldest daughter's palace, which was still imposing just now, has undoubtedly entered an unstoppable chaos, and all this is because the evil gods set foot here.

  Way Nally felt that she had found a good boss.

   She coughed a few times and racked her brains to explain:

   "I knew what to do when I was sent here by you, so I picked up a few handbooks from pirates in the material world from my companions, and studied their business model in detail.

   Then, I instigated a group of fellow spirits who were as ambitious as me to loot a Grian candidate town near the Eternal Forecourt in the dark.

   It was a really successful raid, and I think I'm really talented at that, and of course I'm aware of my mistakes.

  I guarantee that the retreat will be considered in advance before the next raid.

  Uh, speaking of which, can you get me out of the cage?

  Look, the Bliss Fort is so chaotic right now, it's just a good time for people of insight to take advantage of the chaos and robbery. Look, the backpack I specially prepared before is still empty!

   This time, I just got full to give my pirate career a good start. Oh, by the way, I was caught on purpose and came here to investigate for you. I know how to get to the aerial platform where the eldest daughter is! "

  Way Nally grabbed the railing and said to Blake who looked at her suspiciously:

   "You must act fast, boss.

Although I don't know what the eldest daughter is doing, she has been mobilizing the heart of the promotion to the fortress to her own high platform. According to the theory that the Eternals can manipulate their own kingdom, I think the eldest daughter must be trying to do something big. .

   may be secretly trying to expel you and your servants into the realm all at once. "

   "He can't do it. The three temples have all fallen into the hands of the Maldraxxians. Unless the lich collectively becomes a fool, the eldest daughter can't even try to expel us."

  Blake curled his lips in disdain, feeling in his heart that this new subordinate of himself can really boast, and he has won the essence of shameless pirates when they brag.

   As he opened Wee Nally's cage, he said to her:

"You are free to act, I will go to the eldest daughter to see, it has been delayed for too long, I will solve this matter within today. Remember to find more good things in this place to pay me to keep you out of prison. Eun-tak rescued from the cage.

  According to the rules of our line, you must pay three times your weight in gold"

   "But I don't have that many."

  Way Nally's soul fire throbbed into an embarrassing symbol, Blake glanced at the incompetent subordinate, and then pointed to the cage with the door open.

   means that if you can't pay, you can sit back in and wait for the next kind person who doesn't want money to come.

   "But after today!"

  The female Zhanling grabbed a few empty Zhanling backpacks, and while adjusting her clothes, she assured Blake:

   "I will definitely pay you on time. Of course, I think I should enjoy a little discount as my own. This should be the rule of pirates, right?"

   "If you grab enough, I might consider giving you a discount for this novice pirate."

   The evil **** snorted, and without saying anything more to his incompetent subordinate, he waved his hand behind him and opened a door to the void that leads to the highest dome of Fort of Bliss, and walked into it and disappeared.

   Wi Nali, who watched the boss leave, was actually a little moved at this moment.

   To be honest, she always felt that Black's promised robbery of the Shadow Realm should be a casual lie to appease people, and she didn't take that to heart before.

   But now, at this time, the boss is still talking about this matter. It has always been either that he is addicted to the drama, or it is true.

   Well, if the pirates from the material world really want to rob the entire kingdom of the dead, then the one who got the first-hand information and got the "ticket" is really a rare commodity.

   You have to do a good job in this matter, and get yourself a wealth that is enough to rise up immediately.

   And of course valuable knowledge.—

   "Boom"

  Blake had just stepped on the highest platform of the promotion tower, and a golden streamer was flying in front of him, as fast as lightning and mixed with the power of Godhead.

   It leaped over the large and gorgeous dome, creating a terrifying explosion in the chaotic castle of Elysium, but the smoke rose and was blown away by the wind, revealing Blake's unharmed figure.

   He stood on the edge of the dome platform, glanced at the fixed-point broken scars left on his robe, glanced at the golden ruler's war spear next to him, and finally glanced forward along the trajectory of the weapon throwing.

   is seeing the eldest daughter, Lady Gristia, flapping and floating in the air, probably the most beautiful pair of divine wings in the entire death kingdom and the entire material world.

   The latter's eyes under the white battle helmet-like crown were full of indifference and disgust. He stared at the uninvited guest in front of him and scolded:

   "Mortal! Why are you causing such chaos in my kingdom?"

   "Well, that's the smell. But you really are."

   Hearing this sentence, Rao Shishen, the well-informed lord, couldn't help holding his forehead at this moment. He organized the language and said in despair:

   "It's all over now, not only did you not take the time to think about the issue of losing half of your surrender, but you still call me a 'mortal' so arrogantly.

   Do you really think this is appropriate?

  My dear Gristia, I don't think you can say such a thing if your IQ is higher than your feet.

   It's no wonder that the emperor and Zovar never regarded the promotion of the fort as a trouble, no wonder that the soldier master does not expect you to be able to turn the tide, just because you have such a temper and incompetence.

   You really are no one's trouble.

  You are a peacemaker.

  Well, please don't laugh or show any relaxed expressions, Your Excellency.

  Because, I'm really not complimenting you. "

   (end of this chapter)