MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1975 103. The Black of Fives I Disagree

  Chapter 1975 103. I don't agree with this marriage of Black's five equals! 【1516】

   The day has finally come.

Before the dawn of today's sun, the Nasria Fort, which had been renovated and lit up, was busy. Venthiers, who were best at holding banquets and large-scale events, put on their best clothes. Even the little goblin-like mud servants were ordered to wear waiter suits with small black vests.

   The real high-ranking Countess of Revenders personally presides over today's ceremony and banquet.

   Even Prince Resonal, who was about to officially obtain the vessel of the gods in a few days and became the second king of sins, was turned around by her.

The most extravagant throne room of Nasria Fort was used as the venue for the wedding ceremony. The highest priests who sang the best among the declarants were selected as singers, and the holy instruments "imported" from the promotion fortress were cooed by the deacons They were wiped clean, and the best chefs of the Shadowlands were busy in the back kitchen of the palace.

There were also several black and white pandaren chefs wearing chef hats among those ingenious Dagugu. Zhou Zhuo, who made a temporary cameo role as the chef commander, was taking the recipes to count the supplies and drinks, and then he found it unexpectedly. The three Bronzebeard brothers who have been drinking in the wine cellar.

   Even the most alcoholic dwarf royal family can't stand the end of Venthyr's **** wine and Maldraxxus' war spirit.

   Fortunately, there are still a few hours before the wedding, throw these three shameful dwarves into the confessor's confession room, and let the means used to punish souls be applied enough to sober them up.

asshole!

  You are here on behalf of Azeroth, so pay attention to my image in front of outsiders!

  Although it will be early, some guests who come early have already entered the most luxurious and magnificent palace in the Shadow Realm for a visit.

Rarely put on a king's dress, with her hair neatly combed and hairsprayed, old Dalene Proudmoore and his two wives greeted their old brothers at the entrance of the palace and led everyone as a guide. Tour the scenery of this Venthyr kingdom.

   Of course, they are not the masters of this place.

   But the actions of the mortal guests have been promised and permitted by the generous Prince Resonael.

   His Royal Highness also sent the best stone descendants of the Stone Legion as temporary guards for the guests, to prevent over-curious guests from entering some places they should not go.

   You must know that in order to prevent thieves from appearing in the Great Emperor's palace, there are many dangerous anima traps, and for weak mortals, the most harmless ones are also deadly.

Of course, the Venthyr aristocrats who like liveliness and court banquets also showed their hospitality today. These Venthyers are essentially a group of guys who like to deal with others, especially the nobles from the material world. The extravagant and depraved Venthiers congenially discuss the tedious etiquette and exaggerated entertainment.

   "I saw the Dreadlord, maybe I drank too much, or maybe I didn't drink enough."

   Chief Taran Zhu, who was wearing a traditional pandaren robe, rubbed his eyes and said to Dai Lin next to him:

   "Is there a demon standing there in front of me? What kind of evil trick is this? The demons have also been invited?"

   "Well, it is true that some demons came to watch on behalf of their gods of darkness."

   Carrying a glass of wine, Daelin glanced angrily at the corner of a staircase leading to the palace dome, where there was a dread witch who was dressed luxuriously but with an impatient face.

  The old admiral turned back to the pandaren head behind him and explained in a low voice:

   "But these Nathrezim did not come on behalf of the demons. They were just accepted by Venthyr as a state of brothers a few days ago. It is said that these cunning people were born on the earth under our feet.

   They are not actually demons, but dead creatures like Venthyr, and the two civilizations have a common creator. "

   "Huh? Is there such a thing? Interesting."

Old Fordring, who looked majestic and graceful under the ceremonial armor, stroked his beard and glanced out at himself, who was in the luxurious palace with Darien Mograine and the little girl Whitemane. The son Tailan, who was chasing and playing, turned back and said to the old Dailin who boasted about his knowledge:

   "Furthermore, I am quite interested in these secrets. If Venthyr and Nathrezim have a common creator, that is to say, they are the creation of the Eternal Denathus the Great?

  I heard on the Maw battlefield that Denathus the Great was hacked to death by the Dark Titan? "

   "That's just nonsense, pathetic paladin."

  Dailyn laughed, and then, like sharing a secret, she whispered to her old brothers with a proud tone unique to old men:

   "The Emperor is still alive.

   Well, maybe it can't be called alive, his state is similar to the phylactery of the lich, and his broken Godhead was sealed in a magic sword.

   And that magic sword was given by my son to his wife as a wedding gift, and you will see my daughter-in-law wearing that magic sword at the wedding soon.

   That was the first Eternal conquered by House Proudmoore, but far from the first **** our family killed. "

  Tsk tsk.

  Look at the **** of others, making all the old generals and old knights look sideways.

   Well, now the Proudmoore family is shaking.

People open and close their mouths are legends about the execution of gods. Although these things have nothing to do with shameless old Dailin, it does not prevent this increasingly exaggerated old man from taking these things as honorable records in his family tree. among.

   This is also impossible, who let the family have a good son?

  Old Fording was drinking and couldn't help but glance at his son.

   When he saw Little Tyran foolishly playing the Crusade game with Little Whitemane there, the old knight suddenly burst into anger and wanted to rush over to give his son a slap on the buttocks twice.

  Look at his son, and look at you!

   No prospects!

   "Guys, the Emperor has come down, and Lothar also took the time to come from the Maw to Revenders to participate in today's ceremony, come with me, and show some mighty power later!"

   Just when these old men were visiting the emperor's palace and bragging, Uther, who was wearing a jazz robe, hurried over and said something to these old men.

   Dai Lin raised her eyebrows unexpectedly and asked:

   "Why do you want to be aggressive? What? Is anyone provoking?"

   "It's those greenskins!"

   Uther frowned and said:

   "That idiot Red came with the war marquises of Maldraxxus and their war overlords. What the hell, I heard that the world of war in Dead Realm is about to be wrapped in greenskins.

   They came together very arrogantly, we can't lose our momentum. "

   "Ha, War Nation, I know."

   Dai Lin snorted, handed the wine glass in her hand to the mud servant who was passing by, adjusted her collar, and said:

   "My daughter is also a powerful marquis there, she controls the most powerful war force under the command of the Five Secret Courts, don't be afraid, we will not lose face.

  Follow me for a while.

  Ahhhh, don't go, I haven't finished talking about my daughter's conquest in this country. "

  Others quickened their pace upon hearing this.

  This **** old Dailin not only has a great son, but also a wonderful daughter.

  This old man is not dead yet. He can walk sideways in this shadow country. If he dies and comes here, no one dares to imagine what he will do.

   really doesn't leave a way for others.

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   "He just treats you as a plaything, sad woman, he will get tired of you one day, how much he misses you now, how much he will hate you then.

   He humiliates you with a ritual, but you make it the happiest day of your life.”

In a certain bedroom in Nasria Castle, Maiev, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, let several high-level elf maids specially sent by Queen Azshara to make long hair for her, looking at the person in front of her expressionlessly. Luxurious mirror.

  Only she could see the reflection of Denathius the Great's face full of resentment and anger in the mirror.

  The Great Emperor talked to Maiev in the reflection of the mirror, telling his desperate prophecy about this wedding and this relationship. In fact, this is not the first time He has appeared.

   In the past few days, the sanity-recovered emperor has been using this method to interfere with Maiev's will, trying to create a rift between Maiev and Black.

   "You should listen to me, my daughter."

  The Great said in a light tone:

   "You hold my relic in your hands, and within my Remonia lies the power of a sinful king and the Eternal, and you should accept my gift, my heir.

  Happiness is just the tail of the rabbit in autumn, it is fleeting, only pain is the keynote of life, you should not expect that man to treat you forever.

  You see, today is your big day, but he can't find time to accompany you before the ceremony. Do you know where the man who cares is now?

  Let me tell you, he's in another room not far from here, playing some not-so-serious 'doctor games' with his human pet."

   "You can keep talking, I can listen to you chatter all day."

   Maiev finally spoke.

   Her gaze seemed to completely ignore the malicious reflection of the Great Emperor in the mirror, and only looked at herself reflected in the mirror.

   I have to say that Queen Azshara's maids really have a superb control over the beauty of elf style. With their help, Maiev found that today's self does have a style that does not exist in the past, both cold and sexy.

   Especially the evening dress that Queen Azshara sent yesterday, it fits her very well and gives her an aura that only queens have.

   With Maiev's blood-colored pupils at this time, it really gave birth to a different kind of temptation.

   Maiev admired herself in the mirror, she stood up and moved a bit, letting her long black dress sway.

   She knew that several other brides were also working hard to dress up, and perhaps those girls had secretly joined forces to stop her "mother" at today's wedding.

   But Maiev didn't care.

   As if she paid no attention to the malicious chatter of the Emperor.

"So be it."

   Maiev said to several high-level elf maids beside him:

   "Thank you Queen Azshara for my help. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will visit her in person."

Several maids leaned over to retreat, Maiev took a deep breath, flicked her finger, and the bloodthirsty sword Remonia placed on the weapon rack behind her flew over like an invisible hand, like a blood-colored spirit snake. It flew around her a few times, and it was like a foraging beast roaring and pressing the sharp blade against Maiev's snow-white neck.

   But the Eternal Warden didn't care, she ignored the sharp blade on her neck, just raised her hand and brushed the strand of hair in front of her forehead to the side.

   She said casually:

   "You know, what should you do to better protect Denathius"

   "One day, I will cut the throat of your arrogant woman for my master, I will drink your blood, and I will enjoy the desperate cry of Blake holding your body!"

   A shrill voice came from Remonia's blade, representing the curse of this vicious sword girl.

   But in the next instant, Maeve's slender fingers rested on Remonia's sword hilt.

   She said casually like a queen:

   "But you're my master now! Know who you are, my dear 'Scarlet Jailer', and, today is my big day, you better be good.

   I don't mean to threaten you rudely.

   But Denathius' broken spirit body can't stand the next torture."

"you!!"

"Um?"

   Maiev glanced at the excited magic sword.

   Under her indifferent gaze, the bloodthirsty and insane magic blade finally calmed down, left Maiev's neck little by little, and hovered beside her mistress like the most loyal servant.

   "Yes, mistress, your will is the direction of my sword."

   Remonia said something humiliating.

   "That's good."

   Ms. Warden chuckled and turned and walked towards the gate of the bedroom. As she walked, she whispered:

   "Look, this is love, what a beautiful sin"

Nasa and Sera Moonguard, who were guarding the door, respectfully opened the door for Madam Maiev, and guarded the hostess as loyal as ever, but the moment they walked out of the palace gate, they just saw the costumes. Sefir and Xalatas walked out of the palace on the second floor hand in hand.

   Unlike Maiev's black queen wedding dress, Sefir's dragon dress is bronze, and there is a small clock embellished, full of the style of the bronze dragon army.

   She was followed by the cheerful little dwarf Chromie, who was her bridesmaid today, clutching the marshmallow and licking it.

  Xalatas rarely wore his favorite black clothes today, but put on a fiery red pandaren style dress.

   As Black's goblin, the Elder Elder is very aware of the strange feelings in the little master's heart for Pandaria, and she obviously knows how to catch Black's eye at a glance.

   Maiev raised his head on the first floor, Sefir and Xalatas bowed their heads.

   The eyes of the three women collided, but there was no terrifying spark and lightning.

  Because in the next moment, in the sound of the collision of armors, Fenna, who had long hair and shawls and little make-up, but combined with a Phoenix battle dress and a white wedding dress, produced a very unique and heroic style. Fina also walked out of her room.

   "I thought you would wear a helmet on this occasion today, at least to cover up your big, muscular face."

  Xalatas couldn't help but sneer.

   Fenna's response to this was rather simple.

   She pouted, grabbed the broken blade pendant on her wrist, and waved at Salatas' demonstrators, meaning that if you talk nonsense again, there will only be four women attending the wedding today.

   "Hey, hey, today is your big day, so don't be so arrogant, okay?"

  Blake's helpless voice sounded from the last room.

   He didn't wear anything very exaggerated, but he had to change into a traditional Kul Tiras gentleman's dress according to his mother's desperate request.

   But the blushing Princess Calia Menethil, who followed behind Blake, was the most inconspicuous among the brides, but she was probably the biggest winner today.

  This princess is also a conscientious person.

   Her hands always brushed her flat abdomen, and this action immediately made her a common enemy of other brides.

   "Just one curse."

   Salatas said negatively.

   "No, just go back in time and no one will find out."

   The always virtuous and virtuous Sefir also brushed his hair and replied softly with a smile on his face.

   "Sisters, this is Revenders, this is Shadowland, we don't need to do anything."

   Maiev stretched out his hand expressionlessly and nodded at the bloodthirsty demon blade beside him, who was already eager to try, while Fenna put her hands on her hips and looked at Calia up and down. She bent a dangerous smile and said:

   "Maybe we will be pleasantly surprised to find that there is nothing inside."

   Four completely different cold auras rushed over, causing Princess Calia Menethil to shrink her head and hide behind her husband subconsciously.

  Black shook his head and sighed:

   "Everyone, I have to tell you sad news, I just confirmed with my own hands that we were tricked by the Queen of Winter."

"Um?"

   The other four brides frowned at the same time, and saw Lord Evil God stretch out his hand and gently place it on Calia's flat abdomen, he said helplessly and softly:

   "Remember the eldest daughter?

  Gristia's soul has been sent into the cycle of life and death by the Queen of Winter herself. She has settled in the womb of an expectant mother in the material world and will be born ten months later.

   Guess, who did that **** from the Queen of Winter send his sister to? "

   "How dare she!"

  Fina was the first to jump up.

  The brain of a warrior is always very useful in this kind of thing, but Maiev looked at the sky with a frown and said:

   "This is not something that the Queen of Winter, an Eternal, dares to decide, I guess, Ms. Elune is also involved?"

   "What more can I say?"

  Black sighed, stretched out his hand to straighten the silver crescent emblem on his collar, and said:

   "Having a Leziren boss is such a helpless thing, this is probably the wedding gift she gave me, what a 'surprise'.

   But the matter has come to this point, and there is no way to change it. This matter cannot be disclosed to other people. A cosmic soul in gestation will attract a lot of unnecessary prying eyes.

  Nasa, and Sera. "

  The pirate looked at the two chief watchmen behind Maiev and said:

   "Before the birth of my second child, please."

   "Ding Ding Ding"

   A melodious bell rang outside the palace, along with the music made by the declarant priests and the deacon of Greene. The wedding was about to begin. Blake nodded to his wives and walked to the door with a smile.

  Today is his big day.

   You have to smile, um, keep this hypocritical and gentle.

   "Boom"

   A loud bang interrupted all the music.

In the noisy sound, a super powerful magic smashed on the palace wall of Nasria Fort, which did not damage the thick palace wall, but the unique magic power flowed a strange space transmission hole around Blake. .

   Five brides rushed towards this side at the same time.

   But they saw the pirates waved to them, indicating that they don't have to be nervous.

   In the next moment, when the blue dragons rushed into the wedding scene to attract attention, Lord Cthulhu disappeared into that precise spatial teleportation.

   At the moment when the pirate groom disappeared, the five brides saw the apparition of the little star in the queen's robe deliberately projected in the palace.

   The little star with the crown akimbo, shouted to them in the background of a group of young dragons flying around:

   "You don't play with me! Hate you guys!"

   "I tell you, this marriage! I don't agree!!"

   (end of this chapter)