MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1980 4. Brothers in the fraternity have been annoying lately

   Chapter 1980 4. The brothers of the Brotherhood are more annoying recently

  The exquisite pen signed a contract drafted by Raven himself, and the name belonging to Blake Shaw was signed under the names of the three bigwigs, representing the establishment of the contract.

   "So what about my onboarding benefits?"

  The pirate naturally put the unusual-looking pen in his pocket, and glanced at the three **** who were applauding in front of him, as if celebrating something good happened.

   He still cares about his own interests.

   "After you leave here, I will send you into the world melting pot in my universe."

  Raven reached out and patted Blake on the shoulder and said:

   "I still have some metal of the gods left over after Genesis, which can help you strengthen the container, and by the way, purify your mottled dual godhead power, which may take a while.

   By the way, are you not afraid of heat? "

   "Emmm, it depends on how 'hot' you mean."

  Blake squinted his eyes and said:

   "What's the upper temperature limit for your awesome-sounding thing?"

   "I don't know, I haven't measured it."

   The dependable-looking Raven shrugged and said:

   "Anyway, it burned up most of the universe when it was activated last time, well, don't be afraid, I will help you watch it, it will definitely not hurt more than today's beating.

   But I think you really deserve to be beaten up, who made you try to hook up with someone's mother?

are you serious? Or to **** him off? In fact, I also have to admit that Ms. Liresa does have some very charming aura. "

"you guess?"

  Blake squeezed his eyes, showing an expression that "every man understands", and Tyrion next to him also clenched his fists, as if he really wanted to have another "love quiz" with the chip pirate.

   The scrap pirate who wanted to survive in a frenzied warning immediately changed the subject. He looked at Cyber ​​who was sitting opposite and said:

   "So, what's wrong with our good fellow Mr. Dick?"

   In the face of his question, Big Brother Cyber ​​did not answer immediately, but lit a cigar, and in the strangely colored smoke rising, he said:

   "Have you ever heard the saying that God cannot be against himself?"

   "I've heard it, and many great friends have told me this truth."

  Blake said in surprise:

   "Sounds like Mr. Dick is having some tangled thinking?"

   "It's more serious than that."

  Cyber ​​sighed and said:

   "The reason why God can't fight against himself is because the existence instinct of the life form when it keeps climbing upwards adds a 'safety device' to the self-destructive desire of biological thinking."

   "Speak human words, thank you."

  Blake reached out his hand expressionlessly and said:

   "Although I have the title of Grand Arcanist and have taught myself the psychology of humanoid creatures, I have little research or interest in these philosophical issues.

  You can think of me as an ignorant but handsome blond pirate.

   As we all know, our profession has always been vulgar. "

   "Oh, it's really playing the piano to a cow."

  Cyber ​​bit his cigar, rolled his eyes, and said:

   "Merlin, come on, you've always been good at dealing with women and idiots."

   "It's not my fault that you're not popular with girls."

  The raven groaned, then looked at Black and said:

   "Then let's keep it simple, you are a demon, but can you make a stone that you can't lift yourself?"

   "Ah, I probably understand when you say that."

  Blake blinked and said:

   "So our friend Dick is trying to make a rock he can't lift himself?"

   "No, he went further, and that's the problem."

   A complex look appeared in the raven's eyes, and he said:

   "The entire multiverse is based on biological fantasy, where everything is somewhere between reality and reality, so our form is actually an image in the eyes of the observer.

   Don't ask me who the observer is, this is a very complicated concept, and it's best not to know your current level.

   In short, Dick's problem is that the observers aren't kind to him because the stories that make up his image aren't good enough, but that's not up to him to decide.

   He was one of the first fellow villagers to wake up in the multiverse, wandering alone in this bizarre universe before we detached ourselves from our own stories.

   It is he who brings us together.

   That impartial and selfless paladin always hides his worries in the bottom of his heart. He once immersed himself in the library of Dream God and spent a lot of time reading the recorded stories.

   We thought it was just his liking to read other people's lives to gain wisdom, but it turns out that we don't care enough about our fellows.

   By the time we found out he was missing, things were beyond redemption. "

   "He always felt that his story was not worthy of his achievements."

   Tyrion said in a low tone:

   "He thinks that apart from being the forerunner, his story is quite a failure, so he decides to start over again, just like the eldest daughter you meet returns to the material world through the cycle of life and death.

   But Dick did a more thorough, irreparable gamble.

   He not only dissipated his body of holy light, but also his godhead, he even chose to forget."

   "Is it the kind of forgetting I think?"

   Black also frowned and said:

   "He turned himself into an ordinary person, threw himself into a certain world, and planned to live again to try to prove that he could also live a wonderful life?"

   "Worse than that."

  Cyber ​​took off his cigar and said:

   "He turned himself into an NPC. Don't make that look, Blake, I don't believe you don't know what I mean.

  Dick threw himself into a certain Azeroth timeline, he erased all his memories of that world, only remembered that he was a rebirth, and planned to challenge the established history with his bare hands.

   But to be honest, just his character

   If you meet a guy as cunning as you, it is very likely that he will sell him and he will count the money for you. I am not complaining about him. There is a reason why the observers don't like him.

  His style has long been out of tune with observers.

   What they like now are **** like us who wantonly mess with men and women and never suffer losses and have no lower limits. It would be even better if they had some anti-human character and anti-social habits.

  The time of the righteous is long gone and it's not worth lingering at all, but what can I say, that guy is an old-fashioned guy, and he's stubbornly unwilling to fall into scum like us. "

   "Well, I probably understand."

  Black nodded and said:

   "So, you want me to find him? Bring him back?"

   "We just want you to find him, but don't disturb the life he chooses, and keep your observation and intervention to a minimum unless he's dying."

  Merlin said with emphasis:

   "It's a cautious concern, because Dick has done so much.

   He almost broke all the power characteristics of his immortality. He is now an ordinary paladin. I can't even predict whether he is a human or not, if he was born in the Azeroth we are familiar with.

  If he dies on this trip, he will die forever.

  If we don't save him, we will lose forever a friend, a fellow, the one who brought us together, the one who helped me. "

   "Got it, it does sound difficult."

   Lord Cthulhu snapped his fingers smartly, and let Sargeras in the bartender suit bring him a glass of wine again with a stinky face, and then savoured this peculiar drink, winked his eyes and said:

   "An ordinary person without any foresight, without any background, without any 'gold fingers', entered the dangerous world of Azeroth and planned to make a career.

  Hell difficulty.

   My scalp is numb just thinking about it. It is really difficult to protect him to complete this trip. No wonder you have to find a mighty pirate like me.

  You have good eyes, I'll take over this job, but how do I find him? And most importantly, if I accomplish this, what is my reward? "

   "It depends on what you want."

   Cyberpuff said:

   "Although the private property of the three of us is not much, it still adds up to something. It shouldn't be a problem to satisfy you, a country pirate who has never seen the world."

   "Hey, who wants your stuff?"

  Blake patted the table and said:

   "I'll grab what I want! I'm a pirate! Well, if I do this, the three of you will knock one for me.

   Especially you, Your Excellency the Dawnblade.

  You are not allowed to interfere in anything I do to Windrunner's mother in the future! "

   "I suddenly felt that I could do this too."

  Tyrion turned to Cyber ​​and Merlin and said:

   "I'm familiar enough with Azeroth to be able to cross the timeline with my Darkblade Legion, it's not difficult, we don't need this dog pirate.

   So, let me kill him. "

   "Hey, don't worry, I don't have any bad thoughts about my mentor, and I don't have any special hobbies for wives who have given birth to four children."

   Black explained with a flick of his finger:

   "I just wanted to make a joke with you, um, the nasty kind."

   "It does make it more appropriate for Black to do it."

   Merlin advised:

   "Your version is behind after all, Tyrion, and your style is too direct and domineering for this delicate work that requires improvisation.

   Besides, after the Wall of Origination collapses, we need an immortal who can endure to stay there as an observation post chief.

   There is no better job than you, a necromancer who never lacks patience.

  You know what that wall represents, that's hometown! To be honest, I'd rather Dick die silently than see my hometown being disturbed by those bulls, ghosts, snakes and gods that shouldn't be disturbed.

  We the lost have found a new home doesn’t mean we have to forget where we came from.”

   "Yes, we chose him."

  Cyber ​​glanced at Tyrion, then turned to Black and said:

   "Keep me away from Lady Liresa! Do you hear me, dare to approach her and I'll break your leg! Tyrion is a undead, you should understand how terrible his obsession is.

  If he is really crazy.

  No one can keep you, you are not a guy who will kill himself, right? "

   "I promise, I swear by my godhead."

  Black raised **** and said to the Dawnblade staring at him:

   "I will never do anything rude to my mentor, and I respect her from the bottom of my heart."

   "I'll be watching you."

  Tyrion said in a gloomy tone, so he didn't bother about this issue.

  Black laughed, looked at the other two, and said:

   "So, I'll take my reward now and go to work?"

   "No, don't worry."

  Mr. Merlin shook his head and said slowly with the demeanor of a dark wizard:

   "We didn't come here to ask you to do this, it's really important to find Dick, but it's your extra work, and you still have your own work to do.

   Remember what we said earlier about the Brotherhood of Shadows plan?

   is your plan for a group of thirty lost people to be thrown into a new world to start a new life.

  Although the two subordinates I personally recruited have resigned, there is nothing wrong with the plan itself. Your presence means that our fellow villagers have unlimited possibilities.

   Therefore, this plan must continue.

  My pets have found other lost ones in the void, and you happen to have a ghost ship that can navigate any realm, so we need you to start doing your job.

  You will send this group of fellow villagers into their target world, and then regularly observe their actions and achievements. If you are very busy, you can recruit an additional group of observers.

   I need to see a report every three months, should this be no problem? "

"so."

  Blake's expression is not good-looking.

   He shook the glass in his hand, and even let the wine spill over the rim, saying:

   "You have gone to great lengths to find me, just so that I can help you 'deliver the courier'? Is this an excellent trait that is unique to me but not that you do?

  I am a useful 'courier' in your eyes?

Hello!

   I feel like you are humiliating me now. "

   Faced with Blake's unhappiness, the three guys in front of you looked at me, I looked at you, and nodded in unison.

   Heck!

   They actually nodded, can you believe it?

   If this TM was placed on other people, Lord Heretic God would have already stabbed him with a knife, but these three guys in front of me... er, forget it, Brother Xiao calm down, we really can't beat these three beasts.

   Well, I have written down this hatred. Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi. When my pirate masters become arrogant, the three of you will wait for me!

   At this moment, the pirate-sama really misses the personal notebook that he used to record his enemies, but as there are fewer and fewer enemies worth remembering, he no longer knows where to put it.

   It seems necessary to restart Lord Blake Shaw's "Book of Hate".

   "Well, you just came here today and you look a little tired, so let's talk about the rest later."

  Merlin noticed that the atmosphere at the scene was a little embarrassing, and Mr. Raven was very tired and made a round. He said to Black:

   "Come, come with me, and I'll take you to meet the Dream God. Although that guy doesn't care about anything except coding every day, he is indeed a non-staff member of the Brotherhood and one of our important allies.

   That guy's library contains a lot of wonderful stories that happened in the multiverse, and you can find mine, Cyber's, and Tyrion's full story in it.

   even your own.

   I doubt Yugoshin is writing about the end of your story, maybe you can see that scene in person. "

   Your Excellency Raven had to give his face, so Rao Shiran pirate would hold his breath, and nodded goodbye to the two **** with a hypocritical but distanced smile.

   He stood up and followed the Raven Lord, who had a unique robe style, to leave.

   But the next moment, a big hand was placed on Blake's shoulder.

   Lord Cthulhu turned around and saw that Big Brother Cyber ​​was smoking a cigar, his face was exactly divided into two by the light projected above his head, and the half of his face hidden in the shadow pulled out a smile.

   He said with emphasis:

   "Your work is very important, please believe me, please do it well. This is not for profit or profit, this is for our hometown."

"Um?"

  Black was stunned.

   For the hometown?

  The pirate Lord with a very good brain immediately recalled the few words about the wall of origin and the hometown that a few people talked about just now.

   The next moment, a bold guess appeared in the heart of the evil god.

   It seems that the impact on the multiverse after the collapse of the Wall of Origin is not as light as Mr. Merlin said, and the three guys are clearly hiding something.

   But maybe out of good care?

   After all, for a fledgling "country pirate", even if he knows some insider information, it can't help except to be anxious and cranky.

   He is just a child who has just stepped out of the "cradle".

"Oh."

  Black responded with a blank expression, and then followed the raven and disappeared into this strange house. Behind him, Cyber ​​and Tyrion stood under the light, watching his figure disappear completely.

  The two were speechless for a long time. After several minutes, Seiber glanced at the expressionless cold-faced evil star beside him, and said:

   "Go to my bar for a drink?"

"it is good."

   The death lord nodded, reached out and stroked the dark power armor on his body, and turned into a successful man in a black suit.

   He followed Cyber ​​into the shadows of the room in the smoke from the cigar, and as they left, the High Lord of Death said suddenly:

   "I have an ominous feeling."

"Um?"

   "Sometime in the Azeroth universe, I might have an extra dad."

   "Well, this is a good thing. If you are bullied in the future, you can call your father to help. My father died early, and I have a mother to take care of me for the rest of my life. You are much happier than me."

   ".You really need to beat you, you know? If I hadn't beat you, I would have sewed your mouth up, and you'd be as annoying as that **** chip pirate."

   "Huh? Did you meet me on the first day? Let's go, have a drink, find a hot girl to accompany you today, and I will make amends."

   "It's okay to drink, but girl, I don't like this kind of relaxation, and my wife is watching."

   (end of this chapter)