Vol 2 Chapter 1662 30. Kil’jaeden! You are a pure iron wretch

   Chapter 1662 30. Kil’jaeden! You are pure iron waste!

   “I’ll see how it works, um, there’s no instructions for it.”

   Back near the Palace of Mysteries, Black stood on the Thor Throne of Little Star, fiddling with the crown of the ruler in his hand.

   He spun the ashes composed of the three-color crystal a few times, released the power in it, and held it up in front of him, allowing natural light to pass through the crystal and projected onto the ground.

   “Hey! It’s invisible.”

Little Xingxing exclaimed, and under the gaze of Princess Blue Dragon, as Captain Smelly changed the angle of the crystal, the light projected on the ground shattered to form a curtain-like thing. Those school guards who were busy on the ruins of the mysterious school palace. As long as the structure is covered by a light curtain, it changes color quickly.

   Those moving things are like being “filtered” out, quickly disappearing from vision, leaving only the simulated desolate ruins.

   This is like a chameleon changing in light.

   “This works fine.”

  Black also noticed the effect of “Shadow of the World: Echo of Ogre”.

   He spread his perception in the place where the ground was blocked, and only when he held the crown of the ruler could he faintly perceive that something was moving in the light curtain.

  If the world artifact is not in your hand, you may need to enter the ruins or use Void Sense to accurately capture what exists in it.

   This kind of occlusion of the shadow of the world is very similar to the Great Barrier of the Shadow of the Leaves outside Tol Barad, but its effect is much more advanced than simple optical occlusion.

   “If it’s hard for me to sense activity in the shaded area, the demons won’t even try to find the base we’re building for a while.”

Blake stroked the crown of the ruler in his hands with satisfaction, he changed the direction of the crystal emblem again, and took a few minutes to cover the shadow of the world to cover the ruins of the entire mystery palace, and disguised it as the original miserable The tragic ruin posture, and then snapped his fingers at Little Xingxing and said:

   “Come down.”

   “Hey, I’m not your driver, the tone of your order is really annoying, but for the sake of collecting great stories today, I will forgive you generously.”

  Little Xingxing pouted and complained, but still very well-behaved, he drove his Thor Throne into the shadow of the world with a swoosh.

   is like passing through a peculiar bubble. After entering it, you can clearly feel the filtering and changes of light. When the little star looked back, a super-large “energy bubble” was shrouded here.

   It doesn’t matter if you look at the outside from the inside, but you can’t see anything from the outside, just like a one-way transparent “car glass”.

   This is too cool.

   “Is its masking effect always there?”

   Blue Dragon asked in a low voice:

   “The barrier will disappear after you leave Mac’Aree?”

   “No, as long as the Crown of the Ruler is within the reach of Argus, the Shadow of the World will continue to take effect.

  Although this thing has almost become a waste because of the end of the world, it is still a world artifact, and there is still such a continuous power. ”

  Black put the crystal badge on a very delicate chain and fixed it on his cloak like a peculiar ornament.

   He let go lightly, and the three-color crystal floated behind the pirate’s head and rotated slightly, much like the images of religious figures in the painting.

   Pirates boasted:

   “The barrier of the shadow of the world can still move with me.

   In other words, as long as I want, I can take the expedition directly into the Antoran wasteland under Kil’jaeden’s eyelids at any time, and even enter the Burning Throne unknowingly, giving the big devil a surprise! ”

   “Do you still want to launch a beheading operation against Kil’jaeden with just such a few people?”

  Little Xingxing held his small notebook and recorded the magic of the crown of the ruler, while pouting and saying:

   “Just blow it, I’m not the stupid dragon I used to know anything about, you can indeed bring the advance army into the Burning Throne, but so what?

   That is the heart of the Burning Legion. With a titan like Aggramar in charge, it is useless for you to miraculously kill Kil’jaeden, and the Burning Legion will not collapse because of the deceiver’s death.

   Kil’jaeden and Archimonde are nothing but the “professional managers” of the Legion, and they are nothing but servants of the Dark Titan when they look at the majesty.

  Unless, you can directly assassinate Sargeras! ”

   “I haven’t lived enough yet, look at your crazy idea! I estimate that I need to be about ten times stronger to avoid being trampled to death when I pedicure Lord Sargeras.”

  Blake thinks that the little star is not cute at all, how good it was before being silly, but now she seems to be shrewd all of a sudden.

   is really hard to get used to.

   He jumped off the Thor Throne and glanced back, the soldiers of the Holy Light Legion also entered the shadow of the world, and they were resting on the edge.

The ground in front of the pirates was turning into quicksand, and Mr. Thacher clearly felt the change in the environment of the academy. He knew that when Blake came back, he wanted to talk to the pirates about the building style of the base, but he just used his own The quicksand heart could jump out of the ground, and the old man hadn’t spoken yet, when he saw the pirate’s first glance, the flames in Thacher’s eyes burst into flames.

  In the eyes of the enlightener, the image of the pirate is still a handsome evil ruffian, but outside his body, it seems to be shrouded in an abyss creation that penetrates the sky and the earth.

  The caster of the level of Thalkiel can clearly see the changes in Black. He can see that the abyss of the Thousand Tongue Demon is hidden in Black’s body, exuding cold malice towards him.

  The slender, weird, armless body, the black tattered robe woven by the breath of the abyss, the purple chaotic face under the dark hood, and the ten thousand snake tentacles wrapped around the face of the abyss.

   Those eyes!

   Those eyes that were looking at him from all directions, those faint blue eyeballs turned their pupils, and seemed to sense a target that could be hunted.

   They glowed eerily like gleaming dark stars before Tha’kiel, teaching him a thousand truths from the Lightless Sea.

   O come, obey, listen, kneel.

   That is the call of truth, like a rolling tide slaps the ignorant on the beach, to tumble him into the dark but warm ocean in a tumble of waves.

   Become one with endless knowledge and make your humble existence a part of greatness too.

  Thakir felt his mad sanity summoned, every spark of his thought cheering and urging him to embrace the abyss before him.

   But the wisdom of the enlightener is desperately resisting this call of truth.

   It was trying to wake up the old man, but the job was so difficult that Thakiel’s body was stunned in such a conflict between instinct and reason, and his fingers were shaking.

   is like excitement, but also like fear.

   “Hey! Wake up!”

   After more than ten seconds, Mr. Thacher woke up from that weird thought.

   The flames in his eye sockets rose, and he saw Blake standing in front of him, staring with a “concerned neurotic” gaze, waving his left hand and slapping his burning skull cheek.

   “Whoosh”

   The sober old man flashed a few meters away from the pirates with a whistle. He grabbed the whining Deadwind Reaper in front of his eyes, and asked incoherently in a tone of mixed fear and anxiety:

   “What did you, you, make yourself into? What happened to you in the seat of the Triumvirate? Why did you become like this?”

   “Well, it’s complicated and can’t be explained in a sentence or two. You just need to know it’s not a bad thing.”

The pirate picked up his pipe, restrained his thoughts of truth a little, and sent away several spiritual body students who were summoned by the truth. He watched those spirit bodies rubbed their eyes and turned away. He shrugged helplessly. Shrugging his shoulders, he said to Thakir:

   “The good news is that I’m a bona fide demigod now too. The bad news is that after an inexplicable upgrade, I may really need to get used to the new powers.

  You here are all spirits who are not protected by flesh and blood. If they are too close to me, they will involuntarily be summoned by me and dedicate themselves to the truth, so I have to leave here.

   This is for your own good. ”

   “Then hurry up! The farther you go, the better!”

   Old Master Thacher waved his hand and urged:

   “Even I can’t resist your emptiness, let alone others, you calamity and plague **** leave my academy quickly, and come back after the main force of the anti-magic coalition in Azeroth has assembled.

  I will fix the base here.

   Keep the crown of the ruler you got here, I know that it has the effect of strengthening the field, and with it there, this base is impregnable. ”

   “That can’t be done!”

  The pirate turned his head and said:

   “It’s useful for me to keep this thing. The precious field enhancement can’t be wasted on you.”

After    finished speaking, Blake took a few steps back, only to see the croaking little murloc holding a squirrel-like little Argus thing with a bruised nose and a swollen face, triumphantly walking towards him.

  Bumper was like returning from a hunt, showing off to Black with the ears of the hapless “squirrel”.

   In its other hand, it was holding a strange big muffin, exuding a delicious aroma, but it had already been eaten by the murloc, and the mouth of this stupid murloc was full of creamy muffin foam.

   It handed the half of the muffin left in its hand to Blake with bright eyes, indicating that he would try it too, and winked in frustration that this thing was a real “good thing”.

“What is this?”

  The pirate took the half of the muffin and looked at it before his eyes. He felt something strange about the food.

   “It is a sacred pancake with ‘wisdom enlightenment’ attached. It is the special cake of the magic chef of the Secret Academy. It is a sacred cake that can only be made on the new day of the school.”

  Thakir, who was far away from the “dangerous” Black, noticed the food in the hands of the pirates, and he reminded:

   “Eating this sacred muffin will enlighten the wisdom of the eater and expand their minds, but after the destruction of the Mystery Academy, the way of making this thing was lost.

   What your little murloc caught should be a small animal in the academy’s kitchen that always steals muffins. The chef of the academy named it ‘The Muffin Thief’.

  I remember they called it Fisher, the chef’s common pet.

  I didn’t expect this little guy to live to this day. ”

   “Infected by the Void, no doubt.”

  Blake glanced at the little Argus squirrel whose nose was bruised and his face was bruised by the beating of the rusher and whose “treasure” was stolen. He put half a sacred muffin in his hand in a jewelry box and whistled:

“Wait until Fina comes over, give her this as a snack and see if her brain can be saved. Hey, little idiot, use your luck to look in the ruins of the kitchen and see if you can find it. recipe for this stuff.

   Those foolish students of Nar’Thalas College need this for enlightenment too. ”

   “Cuck!”

  The little fishman gave a military salute, and threw the “muffin thief” with a bruised nose and a bruised face on the ground, and then summoned his own big owl to ride on it and fly to the kitchen ruins in the back mountain.

   The Argus squirrel, who was robbed of the last sacred muffin from his collection by the bully murloc, did not run away. It squatted at the feet of the pirate, clasping his hands together and praying for the stinky pirate to return his “treasure” to himself.

   But this little guy obviously didn’t realize what was in front of him. It boldly looked into the eyes of the pirates, and immediately became secretive and threw a drunken fist on the spot, and was caught by the fast-eyed Thacher.

   It seems that the lonely old man will have another “old friend” as a pet.

  Little Xingxing winked after hearing the interesting thing about sacred muffins, she felt that her thinking still had the possibility to be developed.

   After the pair of living treasures left, Mograine walked over, holding a holy light crystal in his hand that could communicate with Zenidar, and said to Black with a serious expression:

   “I contacted the Zenidar spaceship, the Legion of the Light was in trouble at the Temple of Void Light, and Zera was calling us back.”

“trouble?”

  Blake blinked and said in his heart that this matter was arranged by himself and the Dread Demon King. As soon as the Holy Light Legion arrived, the demon garrison of the Temple of Void Light would immediately collapse.

   is just a matter of going through the motions, where can there be a problem?

   He raised his eyebrows and said:

   “What’s the trouble? I didn’t make a prediction, will your actions this time be smooth sailing?”

“Your prophecy is very accurate, the warriors of the Holy Light Legion did not have much effort to defeat the defending demons there. Except for Lothaxon to save the trapped ancestor Naaru unfortunately fell into a vicious trap and died, they did not have any casualties.”

   Mograine shook his head and said:

   “When I said trouble, I meant that the Legion of Light encountered a strange ‘guest’ at that temple.”

   Archbishop glanced at Black and whispered:

   “A group of mysterious Star Saints! Their leader named you to meet you, saying that there is important news about the Titan Soul to tell you, and Zera is calling us there.

The    Beacon of Light will soon be dropped on the shattered ground on the edge of Mac’Aree.

   We must go. ”

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   “Kil’jaeden! You bastard!”

Just as Black was about to leave Mac’Aree, in the palace of the Demon Throne in the Burning Continent Antoran Wastes, the largest and most central part of the Argus world, the angry roar of the polluters resounded throughout the hall, scaring the guards to deceive them. The demons of the man bowed their heads one by one.

   Only the polluters in the entire legion dared to confront Lord Kil’jaeden so recklessly.

   But Archimonde was not here at this time, its angry roar sounded from a very sophisticated Legion communicator, and its image was projected on the communicator.

  The background behind Archimonde’s figure is a constellation of stars and a fleet of demons advancing at high speed, which means that the polluters are walking through the stars.

   It scolded the deceiver sitting on the Devil’s Throne:

   “The offal of Azeroth has entered our realm, and they are raiding and plundering in Krokuun, but you have turned a blind eye to it, or even shared this information with me!

   Your shameful selfishness has overshadowed your loyalty to the Legion! You bastard! ”

   “Come on, shut up, your roar can only make me feel your sadness.”

   Fraudsters don’t care.

   It didn’t even look directly at Archimonde’s anger. It grabbed a piece of Legion information and glanced at it, saying:

“What can I tell you? You still need some time to get back to Argus, don’t you? After losing the portal supervisor Ms. Hasabel, Argus’ connection with other demon war zones was cut off almost overnight, and I was ordered to Sitting in Argus is for what Lord Sargeras desires most, and that is my number one priority.

   What if a horde of bugs from a world doomed to annihilate made a scene on the barren frontier of Argus?

   I don’t have time to pay attention to them. ”

“To shut up!”

   Archimonde was angrier at Kil’jaeden’s botched lie, and the big blue demon growled:

   “Don’t think I don’t know your mind, you just want to use them to lure Velen! Your twisted thirst didn’t quench your last time on Draenor, you’re still thirsting for Velen

   That desire is so fiery that it has made you lose your mind. ”

“Um?”

   The fraudster narrowed his eyes.

   It waved its hand, and all the demons in the hall filed out. It obviously did not want other demons to hear this taboo topic that the polluter took the initiative to bring up.

   “Are you sure you want to talk to me about this?”

   After only the projections of the Deceivers and Defilers were left in the hall, Kil’jaeden coughed a few times and said:

   “Okay, I’d like to take a moment to talk to you.

   But I warn you, Archimonde.

  If you dare to disrupt the ‘goodbye’ between me and Velen, I will kill you in the dying suns of the stars, even if I give everything! I promise! ”

   (end of this chapter)