MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1892 20. A bald head emerges from the crowd!

   Chapter 1892 20. A bald head drilled out of the crowd!

   It doesn't matter if a person loses once, no matter how great a person is, they can't guarantee to win all the time.

   But if a person has failed four times in a row, he can actually make a comeback, which is enough to prove that this guy is absolutely capable.

   At least it must know how to kneel and lick the winner and show its value as quickly as possible, in order to survive and develop new forces.

Xavius ​​is worthy of being a "career planning master" who can work continuously under the command of the four ruthless men, Isa LS Grass, N'Zoth and Zovar. When he realized that he had fallen into a desperate situation again, he almost did not hesitate. He sold his new owner on the prisoner's land.

   And it's really very perceptive.

   Upon realizing that the Mark of the Eternals in the hands of Denathius the Great had fallen into Black's hands, Xavius ​​knew that Black had become allies with the Emperor and the Maw King Zovar.

  While scolding the **** who passed the news to him for being immoral, he keenly grasped the hidden little confrontation between the evil trio of "Black X Denathus the Great X Warden Zovar".

   They did cooperate.

   But they are definitely not one heart, this is their only chance to survive.

"Um?"

  Black didn't expect that Xavius ​​would kneel so quickly, he didn't ask anything, this guy just like pouring beans into a bamboo tube and telling the little secret he has mastered.

  Its legs were cut off by Taeshalak, and the Titan Blade not only had the courage and divinity of Fenna and the convicting power of Venthyr's sin eater, but also the remnants of Aggramar's godhead.

  If Fenna hadn't saved his life as a reward, the knife just now would be enough to slash Xavius ​​to the core.

   The four surnamed domestic slaves were really frightened.

   It endured the pain, shaking its body, and said to Black in a very humble tone amid the movement and vibration of the Nagfar's continuous artillery fire on both sides of the Styx:

   "I was a torturer at Torghast Tower of Souls, Lord Black, where I saw the secrets of the Maw ruler Warden Zovall.

   He imprisoned those souls that fell into the Maw, where souls from all worlds were imprisoned, He extracted anima from those souls, and then stuffed those weak souls into spiritsteel armor to make an army of the Deepsworn.

   He has done this for countless epochs, and the armies he hides in fortresses all over the Maw are enough to overthrow the Burning Legion head-on. I'm not exaggerating, my lord.

  You know, I also served Lord Sargeras.

   I can be sure that in a local battle with planets as the battlefield, the same number of demons are definitely not the opponents of the Abysssworn. The demons can return to the Twisted Void to be reborn, but the Abysssworn is even more outrageous!

   Because they don't die at all."

  Xavius ​​moved his long tongue full of scorch marks with difficulty. It glanced at Black and was overjoyed when he found that Lord Evil God was listening carefully.

   It seems that his information is valuable.

"go on."

   A black tentacle with blue eyeballs appeared in Black's shadow, encircling the weak Xavius ​​like a snake, bit by bit strangling its neck.

   The power of the void is eroding the body of death, and Xavius ​​even heard the call of the sea of ​​no light in a trance.

  It knows that it must come up with more dry goods, which will definitely offend the gloomy Warden Zovar, and let the new red man of the maw land die without a burial.

   But the good news is that Xavies has done this kind of thing too many times without any psychological barriers at all.

   So it licked its lips and said quickly:

"As long as the world through which the Styx flows can be connected to the core of the Maw, those tragic Eternals have tried to use this land of despair as the cage of Lord Zovall, but they underestimated Lord Zovall's determination and strength.

   He spent countless epochs transforming his cage into his own weapon!

   He is now the incarnation of the will and power of the entire Maw. With the connection between the Maw and the River Styx, the Abyssoathers under His command can gain countless lives.

  You must have seen those remnants imprisoned in the River Styx during your travels in the River Styx. Their number is endless, and they are all the reserve legions of Zovar.

  As long as the spirit steel armor is still there, the Maw Warden has an endless army to splurge. He also designed a terrifying scorched beast, which Hela borrowed to protect her hell.

   You should have seen that terrifying death beast, but what I want to tell you is that such a beast is at best a high-level cannon fodder in the Maw Legion.

   The power of death is conspiring to subvert the material world.

   Their terrifying patience and preparation for it is unimaginable to living people.

   The most important thing is that thanks to the battle between Azeroth and the Burning Legion, the Maw has added a batch of good seeds of power, which come from our common hometown, my lord. "

   Xavius ​​lowered his head and said:

   "Perhaps Azeroth is really blessed. The souls of that world who came to the realm of the dead are full of anima, tastier and stronger than the souls of other worlds.

  After the Eternal Arbiter went down, all the souls of the dead fell into the Maw, and Zovar asked me to secretly select the souls of Azeroth and send them to Torghast The Tower of Guilty Souls

   He wants

   He will use the souls of those warriors to shape a death vanguard that can traverse the material stars! There is also the Scourge of the Undead, my lord, the Scourge of the Undead in Azeroth is Zoval's Soul Searcher.

  Anduin Lothar is the warrior of Zovar!

   All souls killed by Frostmourne will be sent directly to Zovar, and the more they resist in the material world, the more powerful the Legion of Death will be. "

  Sefir and Xalatas, who were behind Black, looked at each other. Both ladies felt troubled, but Lord Evil God was expressionless, and he looked down at the flattering Xavius ​​under his feet.

Say:

   "Can you tell me something I don't know? If it's just this kind of information, then I think I risk offending the warden, and it's not worth it to leave you alone."

"I"

   Xavius ​​was taken aback.

  It gritted its teeth and knew that it had to get real dry goods.

   "Zovall and Denathus the Great are not of the same mind!"

   The villain who betrayed him into a habit finally told the truth that he had caught after working in the Maw for so long. He lowered his voice with some fear and said to Black:

   "Although the two Eternals are working together for the goal of overthrowing the Mandate of Heaven, what the Great Emperor wants is a complete era of death, and he desires to rule over all worlds.

   But Zovar wanted something purer or a little more crazy.

   I wondered if the warden was crazy, but he really seemed to want to unite the forces of the two worlds of death and life by overriding reunification.

   I doubt He must know something.

   He always said that a divided world could not withstand the coming disaster. But He never refused to say what the so-called disaster was.

  The Great is forcing Zovar to use his legion to fight the material world for himself, but Zovar prefers to go to a mysterious place to fulfill his wish. "

   "You are so sharp, you can rely on your own observations to draw such precise conclusions."

   Black exclaimed.

   Then he shook his head again and said:

   "But that's not enough, I ask you, have they found the Eternal Mark of the Soldier?"

"No."

   Xavius ​​glanced at the sky on the other side of the maw in fear.

   There, a huge chain can be vaguely seen across the sky, and it seems to drag another hidden floating island from outside the curtain into the realm of the maw.

   It whispered:

   "Not long ago, they seemed to have received some information. The warden used his terrifying power to search for a mysterious continent called 'Kesia' in the realm of the kingdom of death.

   They were sure that the soldier master hid his mark there.

   But Zovar doesn't seem to be interested in this. Now the servant of Denathius the Great is searching in that land. I am not qualified to participate in the conversation between the two Eternals.

  The only thing I know is that they haven't got the mark of the soldier. "

   "Fine, that's what I wanted to hear."

  Black nodded with satisfaction, he said to Xavius:

   "You! You now represent the majesty of the Silent One, you are my spokesperson in this dead world, and now, I need you to take my ship along the Styx to Keshia.

   Bring me the mark of the soldier master before the servants of Denathius the Great can succeed. "

"Snapped"

  The pirate snapped his fingers, and Sefir and Xalatas stepped forward one by one, and he said to his two wives:

   "This prisoner is handed over to you, and if it's not honest, you know what to do."

   "Dad!"

  Princess Mononoke will also use the advantage of firepower to slaughter the surrounding Abysssworn army. She jumped to Black's side, pointed to the sky in the distance and said:

   "Something is flying over there!"

"Um?"

  The pirate turned his head and looked into the distance, where strange things were flying fast.

   It was a weird eyeball creature. Around the main body, there was an "armor" made of yin iron and black steel, which protected the eyeball and gave the eyeball drawn by the chains more peculiar power.

   "That's Zovar's magic eye, Lord Black."

   Xavius ​​performed the dogleg's mission perfectly, explaining in a low voice:

"The warden has always stayed in his sanctuary of dominion, and he almost never appears to inspect his territory, but his magic eye is watching this ruthless land instead of him, and everything that happens here cannot escape Zovall's. watch.

  I hear some souls who live here brag that this eye is from our homeland.”

   "It's Odin's eyes, don't guess."

   Black snorted and said:

   "The Lord of War was once deceived by an ancient spirit, and the price was the Eye of the Guardian of the Titans, but Odin lost nothing, he did gain valuable knowledge of the dead.

   Well, these are not your concerns. "

  The pirate ignored the eyes of the warden who flew over, and he turned back to the princess Mononoke who was so powerful:

   "I'm about to disembark, you and the others continue to move forward, Xavius ​​will be your guide, and after the mark of the soldier master is in hand, you will return to the Maw to wait for my order.

  I will ask my generous 'friends' to set aside a dock for you to use, and if you feel bored, go to Torghast Tower of Guilty Souls to play.

   There are a lot of great animas out there.

  I think that the generous warden will be willing to give those precious powers to his friends, collect more, and I will use them later. "

"Um."

  Sefir nodded.

  The first mate dragon professionally accepted the order and then stood on tiptoe and kissed the corner of the captain's mouth. She was no longer angry. For her, long-term company was more important than temporary passion.

   As for Salatas

   Snake Beauty is of course unwilling to leave the little master just like that, but she smuggled in by way of the evil god's seed and couldn't leave the Nagfar, so she could only go to Keshia with Sefir.

   And this avatar is still too fragile to play even some exciting tricks, which is really a headache.

   "Carl!"

  The pirates shouted to the Air Force commander on their ship:

   "Are you going to follow me or go out with the boat?"

   "I hate the Maw, this place is making my skin fade."

  General Karl leaned against the guns of the steel battleship, waving his claws like a salted fish and said:

   "I'm going to find a place to be turned into a stone statue to get through these tough days, so don't bother me anyway."

   "Then I might as well ask more clearly."

  Black stood with his hands behind his back and asked:

   "What would you do if Emperor Denasius ordered you to **** the Mark of the Soldier from my comrade?"

   "Hey, this question is so weird."

General    Carl rolled his eyes and said:

   "Our lease period is five hundred years, and a year has not passed yet. Besides, the Great Emperor and you are allies, why did he rob the Eternal Mark?

   He has already given you two seals, indicating that He does not care about the remaining three.

   Take your dark guesses back. "

"All right."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "I may be going to Ravinders to find my wife next, do you need me to bring some letters to your friends?"

"Need not."

   General Karl waved his paw and said dashingly:

   "Stoneborn has eternal life, I don't need you to bring any news, but if you see the annoying Draven, remember to let him wash his neck and wait!

   When I go back, I will teach the stupid male who stole my general position a good lesson. "

   "Very good, seeing a group of stones with such vivid emotions makes me look forward to the kingdom of death more and more. Seriously, I am very curious about whether you stone descendants can have love.

  Although there is no mating process, but breeding offspring is probably the two of you working together to carve a new stone demon? "

  Blake asked a cheap question, and got a **** from General Carl in response. He pouted, it seems that these stone descendants really learned a lot in the material world.

  Hey, don't engrave all the messy stuff into your character!

A few minutes later, the Nagfar continued to sail along the River Styx towards the mysterious floating island of Keshia. Xal'atath and Princess Mononoke farewell.

The ship quickly disappeared into the extremely low-visibility horizon in the white fog gathered by the Styx. In this place where the smoke remained, Fenna looked around a little restlessly, and then took the hand of his stinky brother. Whispering in the ear.

  Blake pouted, kicked and covered his ears to avoid listening to the filthy little murloc, and then patted Fenna's firm buttocks to calm her down.

"someone is coming."

   he said something.

   In the next instant, as the strange hearts converged, groups of gray mortals beat to form a rotating hexagonal black gate. Under Blake's gaze, a guy as tall as a giant walked out of it.

   His body was dotted with shackles with spikes, and there were rusty quadrangular chains hanging down on his waist and wrists, and the long and short circles had a deep and dark temperament.

   On his waist, his arms and forehead are covered with blue **** runes, and the most peculiar thing is that there is a black hole in his chest. It's like a heart has been pulled out.

  There are also gray metal neck guards like restraints and prison rings on the neck, and decorations like sharp knives raised on both sides of the neck.

   A group of blue anima **** surrounded him. This guy walked barefoot on the ground covered with gunpowder smoke, giving the first impression that he was a fugitive who escaped from prison.

   "What the **** is this incarceration costume?"

   Black snorted in a low voice.

   Then he adjusted his standard attire of a black prophet, took off his hood and tossed his long blond hair, and walked towards the gloomy guy in front of him.

  The two were silent for a few seconds, and Blake took the initiative to stretch out his hand to the giant in front of him and whispered:

   "Then, I'm sorry for hitting your minions on your territory, but that's why they provoke them first.

  I am Black Shaw the Silent, nice to meet you, Death Eternal, Former Arbiter, Exiled, Lord of the Maw, Warden Zovall. "

  Zovall didn't reach out, just stared at Blake with his cold blue eyes.

   After a few seconds, He opened his mouth and said:

   "Why do you keep staring at my head? Is there anything dirty on my head?"

   Black shrugged.

   He looked at the warden's bald head.

   Not only did he have no hair, he didn't even have eyebrows, and the bald shape like a gray-white braised egg made the pirates really unable to look away.

   he whispered:

   "No wonder you see Lothar as your warrior, well, in a sense, the two of you are really a match, and you dare to show off with such a hairstyle.

  Tsk tsk, as expected of a real strong man, I am not as good as you. "

   (end of this chapter)