MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1968 96. Death vs. Death! 【8/16】

   Chapter 1968 96. Death vs. Death! 【816】

   Lady Maiev Shadowsong is like a poor man left in a corner of the world.

   She saw with her own eyes how Emperor Denathius planned to start his own death crusade, and saw with her own eyes how the veteran master blew up Torghast Tower with Black's Pantheon emblem and released countless souls.

   She was locked at the top of this tower, and from where she was now, she only had to look up to see the big hole in the curtain of life and death that was connected to the material world.

   She could even see Mount Hyjal reflected in the broken light on the other side of the curtain.

   She blinked.

   In the fleeting reflection just now, she seemed to see Tyrande Windspeaker wearing the robe of the lunar **** gathering the sentry troops and the demigods of the wilderness, preparing to cross the curtain of life and death and enter the maw to fight.

  Probably because the Moon Priest received the oracle from Lady Elune?

   Thinking of this, Maiev frowned again and looked from the top of the collapsed tower, which was slantingly inserted into the ruins of the Sanctuary of Domination, to the chaotic battlefield of the Maw below.

   She could see that under the leadership of Lothar, the death knights of the Scourge were fighting against both the Abysssworn and the demons.

   The three parties are attacking each other in this land of death, and there is no idea of ​​who will join forces with others. Anyway, those death knights will cut anyone they see, as long as they are not on their own side.

And farther away, Brox Saurfang, holding Shadowmourne's battle axe, is charging side by side with the High Lord of the Black Raven Knights, Lord Kutalos Ravencrest, defending the curtain of life and death leading to the material world. before the crack.

   And supporting them from the flank, the one who was frantically piercing the Deepsworn vanguard army was Brox's brother, Varok Saurfang, who had not yet died.

  The brave orc warlord is not led by warriors of the orc tribe, but a mixed infantry regiment of Stormwind Kingdom, Troll Empire and Ironforge.

  Above this regiment there is the Devilsaur phantom of the royal Lord Lo'Arazan from Zandalar helping in the charge.

In his Iron Vrykul form, Emperor Varian Wrynn, armed with the Ashbringer and the Emperor's Sword, escorted a group of wounded soldiers back to the material world with his loyal intelligence chief, Master Shaw, Alonthos Fao His Majesty commanded his paladins of the Silver Hand to protect the wounded who fell in battle as much as possible.

Higher up the line of defense of the living, Kael'thas Sunstrider with a scar on his face is casting spells with Jaina Proudmoore, using a firestorm mixed with a blizzard of ice and fire that will grow from the shadows Void fel repressed back to where they were supposed to go.

   Azeroth has finally escaped the threat of the Old Gods, and there is no need for more Void forces to intervene.

   Arthas Menethil, the dog-licking prince, held two sharp Proudmoore family swords to guard before the caster's position, frantically slashing all enemies who tried to get close to the defense line.

  Whether it is an undead, a demon or a faceless one, the goddess who dares to approach his heart must die!

Life, death, void, and evil energy, the creations of the four original forces attack each other in the maw, a ghostly place where the sun does not see the sun. Of course, if conditions permit, the other three original forces will still unite to attack the servants of death first. them.

Maiev didn't know exactly what kind of big things her husband had done between the realms of the six forces, but with the keen perception she had cultivated in her 10,000-year combat career, Mrs. Shadowsong immediately realized that this was in front of her. The chaotic war is likely to be just the "opening ceremony" of a larger and longer war.

   Something must have happened

   But what does this have to do with her "princess in distress" who is imprisoned at the top of a collapsing tower?

   When the dark Titan Sargeras rushed into the maw to kill, she was not hurt, and now this low-level chaos is even more unlikely to threaten her.

   Maiev should probably thank the now no-know where Denathius the Great for holding her as a hostage at the top of Torghast Tower.

   This misunderstanding has allowed Lady Shadowsong to avoid all the dangers that may arise in this ghost place.

"What are you looking at?"

A pair of warm hands stretched out from behind, covering Maiev's beautiful blood-colored eyes like hide-and-seek, and a gentle voice rang in Mrs. Yingsong's ears, and there was another one left on her slender neck. kiss.

   "Hey, stay away from me."

   Mrs. Shadowsong, who was covering her eyes, said to the people behind her expressionlessly:

   "I'm already engaged, and my fiancé is a jealous lunatic, be careful he sends someone to hack you to death."

   "Really? But I don't see you wearing a wedding ring on your finger, pretty lady."

  Blake with a mocking smile whispered to his pouting wife:

   "And don't know what genius put a beautiful lady like you in chains and shackles here, I mean, you can't resist, can you?

  This means that I can do whatever I want, and before your fiancé arrives, I have already done all the things I should do and what I should not do, tsk tsk, this is really inappropriate. "

   "Poor mouth! Don't you untie it for me?"

   Maiev said something unhappy, and at the same time raised her left foot with a shackle, and kicked Black's leg neither lightly nor heavy.

   "Hey, you are a former Warden Warden, the Moon God of War, don't tell me that you can't even open this kind of lock that blocks anima?"

  Black also took a step back in dissatisfaction, and said to Maiev with his arms on his hips:

   "Are you deliberately pretending to be weak and tempting those ignorant boys to come and save you? It's like some **** straight man trap, why don't you open the neckline on your chest a little bigger?

   This way even the Stormwind Vanguard cook can see what color your underwear is.

  I'm jealous! "

   "Didn't I wait for you here?"

   Mrs. Yingsong looked at her tantrum husband and reluctantly comforted her:

   "Didn't I listen to you, no matter what happens, you will come to pick me up on time? I can leave, but I prefer to have a strong guy to protect me in this dangerous time.

  After all, that person promised me no.”

   Her explanation was interrupted by a pair of gnawing lips.

With the sound of chains and shackles smashing to the ground at the wrists and feet, the dog and man were so high above the burning ruins, against the mad backdrop of the mad war in the maw, as if the whole world was to be destroyed. The top of the leaning tower kissed together.

   They are so committed.

   He didn't care about the roars of the dwarf tankers on the next battlefield and the explosions caused by the falling mortar shells, nor did he care about the roars of the demons and the noise when Krasis released the psychic storm.

   is like swallowing each other's tongues into their stomachs.

Of course, such a passionate kiss is understandable, after all, the man in front of him just killed an Eternal in order to be with this beautiful lady forever, and together with the Dark Titan destroyed the Firstborn The Holy Land below, even before these terrible things happened, planned this eternal **** battle that just kicked off.

   Both knew what was going to happen next.

   The third-rate director, second-rate conspirator, and first-rate pretender to persecute Denasius the Great who directed the bitterness scene of the separation of the two will soon pay the price for his stupid behavior.

it's a pity.

  If it weren't for these things, Black might really be friends with the Emperor.

   Huhu, who is this deceiving? The Great Emperor must die. When he used the evil **** for the first time, his death had already entered the countdown.

  Black is not such a generous person, and the Great Emperor is not worthy of the Evil God's generosity. Could it be that the Great Emperor is also surnamed "Shadow Song"?

   "Boom"

   Another violent explosion sounded in the gloomy sky of Maw, and the panting Lady Shadowsong lay on her husband's shoulder.

She looked up at the sky, and the bright arc of light that had never been seen since the birth of the Maw was reflected in her blood-colored pupils, and the golden streamer slipped from the darkness like thousands of meteors, in the sky full of Abysssworn and Clouds of scorching light rained on the devil's ground.

   Maiev looked at the blazing holy light of hundreds of naru bursting out from the golden streamer above his head at the same time. The circles of light beams were like fireworks that exploded in the dark night.

   They streak across the night sky, gorgeous and wonderful, warm and deadly.

"Like it?"

  Blake hugged his wife's slender waist and said in her ear:

   "I specially let them come at this time, and when we meet again, I will use the most blazing holy light to turn into a meteor shower instead of fireworks.

  You have to understand that no matter how powerful I am, I can't prepare some beautiful fireworks for you at this time. "

   "Well, the Holy Light is here too."

   Mrs. Shadowsong admired the flood of holy light that covered the entire maw in front of her. She said softly:

   "So, what about Arcane? The Pantheon is in ruins, but aren't the Titan Souls out?"

   "Uh, you better not ask that."

  The pirate shrugged awkwardly and said:

   "You wouldn't want to know the identity of the lady who will represent the Arcane Force in this protracted and eternal war. I admit that she and I have some closeness.

   But trust me, it's just a show to deepen trust and cooperation.

  If this can make you feel happy, then I will tell you that she just treats me as a doll to relieve loneliness, and there is no real feeling at all. "

   "Boom"

   Another blazing holy light exploded in the gloomy sky above the two of them. In the outline of the streamer, the shape of the draenei spaceship appeared, as well as the image of the old Velen holding the Staff of Toure in the light.

   "Have you decided where the wedding will be held?"

   Black asked in a low voice.

   Maiev stared at the holy light above his head and did not speak.

   She just curled up in her husband's arms, as if to enjoy the most peaceful moment in the most tumultuous battlefield in the universe.

   "They're here."

   After a few minutes, Maiev said softly.

  Black also raised his head and looked towards the edge of the Maw and the Realm, where he could vaguely see the continent of Maldraxxus' War Realm approaching the chaotic Maw battlefield.

The veteran soldier's remodeling of the Lord of the Maw has not yet been completed. Seeing that the forces of the four directions have begun to besiege the Abyssoath, who represents the force of death, and that the force of death is about to collapse, the most capable war in the shadow kingdom. The lunatics finally arrived at the battlefield.

   They have not come alone.

   The one that approached the battlefield faster than Maldraxxus' War Realm was the great raiding fleet that Blake had tangled up, and at the head was the extremely majestic Naglfar.

  This ghost ship dashed over in the chaotic sky of Holy Light and Void Storm, and the reinforced steel hull fired like a hedgehog with the cheers of Princess Mononoke Nagfar.

   No matter who the enemy is, there is still a long way from the defense line of the Azeroth coalition here, and there are no friendly forces at all!

   Can fire at will.

   It was like a spectacle of land bombing. In the continuous burst of flames, the black ship quickly approached the spire where Black and Maiev were.

   "I knew that the good time in the two-person world is always so short."

   Maiev complained in a low voice, but still brushed his long hair dignifiedly, ready to set foot on the ship with Black.

   But Lord Evil God shook his head.

   Under Maiev's surprised and frightened gaze, he coughed and took out a small box from his arms and prepared to complete the real marriage proposal under the gaze of his own people who were frantically cheering.

   However, just when he was about to kneel down, Maiev reached out and stopped him.

   Lady Shadowsong quietly pointed to the bow of the Nagfar, where Xal'atas and Sefir stood side by side, their eyes burning like fire.

   And on the stern of the ship, Her Excellency Fenna, the Queen of Creation, is already sharpening her knives.

   "If you don't want me to die inexplicably in a suspicious assassination by a murderer, stand up for me!"

   Mrs. Shadowsong threatened in the ear of the evil god:

   "Who is this for, you bad guy, I believe in your feelings for me, but I also know that it is impossible for you to give up on them.

   That's it, I'm used to it anyway.

  This place is too noisy, let's go to Revenders, I am so happy today, don't delay those things that should be settled. "

   "Okay."

   Lord Cthulhu secretly let out a deep breath, stood up and took Maiev's hand, stepping onto the board of the Nagfar that was handed over by the trio of beaming warlocks.

   He glanced back into the distance with a sense of feeling.

   On the bow of the black giant ship "The Maw Sightseeing", an old man was standing looking at this side with a telescope. Black wanted to raise his **** in that direction, but after raising his hand, he still chose to wave.

   "Forget it, send him a copy of the wedding invitation, lest he engrave on his tombstone the words that I am an unfilial son in the future. I believe he can definitely do it."

   He grumbled softly.

   The three ladies beside him naturally would not object.

   "Sail!"

  Blake took the captain's hat from his good daughter, put it on his head, and kicked the little murloc beside him who was drinking three times. He waved his hand and shouted to the crew in front of him:

   "There's nothing to see in this ghost place, let's go to Ravendes! That ghost place is going to welcome its mistress."

   The black ghost ship lifted its course in the next instant, and soon disappeared into the sky where the maw shone with holy light.

At the same time, on the chaotic battlefield where the five parties were fighting, Grom Hellscream, who was riding a wild bull and commanding the soul-chosen death knights, rushed to kill with a death roar, and the icy shadow in front of him. Sadness slammed into each other.

   Sparks flew, and the eyes of the two old orcs collided.

   "Brocks! You immortal thing."

  The old roar cursed:

   "My Soul Chosen Chamber still lacks a Marquis of Death who can fight, but I won't give that position to those soft **** who can't even pick up an axe. There are too few warriors in this world that can make me look different.

  So, are you coming? I can appoint you now. "

   "Want me to serve you?"

  Brox, who was only left with black scorched bones and whose face was almost impossible to see, sneered. The old orc swung his battle axe away from Laohou's weapon, and he roared:

   "You tragic old dog who died on the battlefield! I heard that you can't even beat an abyss lord, really, you must beat me first! You dead **** must be prepared and taught a lesson!"

   "Ha, come on then."

Lao Rou laughed wildly, and threw his axe into the sky, smashing a naaru that fell from the attack of a superior demon. In the flying of the golden crystals, he looked at Brox Saurfang and Yuan Yuan. Fangzheng is running towards the young man named Roar.

   he shouted:

   "Look at this wild battlefield, look at this crazy war, we can fight like this for a thousand years! This is the warrior's paradise, right here!

bring it on!

  Challenge me.

  Before I become a soldier, I have enough time to have a good time with you guys! "

   In the next instant, a storm of steel blew up in this battlefield, and everything that approached was smashed to pieces.

   Of course, in this big melee, it is impossible that only Lao Rou can enjoy the war as he wishes, and many other people have fulfilled their dreams.

  For example, in the corner on the edge of the battlefield, Thrall, who was secretly called by the Red Chief Chief, was watching the Baroness Maldraxus who appeared from the shadows in front of him vigilantly.

   The young orc did not know why the warchief did this, but he was ready to fight, but the baroness in front of him did not draw his weapon.

   Instead, she took off her bone mask.

   "Guil"

   Baroness Draka looked at her grown-up son with a complicated look.

   She pulled out the battle axe at her waist, threw it out and beheaded a K'hir who had emerged from the shadows, and beckoned to Thrall, who was stunned in place.

Say:

   "Come here, son, let mom see you."

"boom"

A staggered burst of daggers sounded one meter behind the baroness. Master Shaw, who wanted to sneak attack this mighty-looking undead, was knocked out of the shadows by a swift blood shadow. This accident did not happen. Interrupting Draka's meeting with her son, she stepped forward undisturbed and took Thrall's trembling hand.

   and the repelled Master Assassin fell to the ground, looking vigilantly at the Venthyr Assassin holding a blood-colored blade in front of him.

   The latter has a face somewhat similar to his.

   "You are Shore?"

   The strange Venthyr Assassin pouted, looked left and right, and said:

   "Isn't Pasonia here? It's disappointing, I even put on makeup for it."

   "You! Are you?"

  Shore raised his eyebrows.

   He suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, and the Venthyr Bloodwing Assassin played with the dagger and shrugged, saying:

   "I am your grandfather, Lord Blake, who specially sent someone to inform me to come here. He said this is a surprise for you. Stop talking nonsense. Let me ask you, after I died, did your grandma not find a good friend?"

   (end of this chapter)