Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The battle at the Temple of Courage has entered its final stage.

After harvesting two groups of reinforcements using the tactic of encirclement and reinforcements, the suture masters of the Creation Academy have obtained enough living corpses of the Kyrian angels. These angelic bodies are walking on the path of pure self-ascension. It has completely different power properties than any other raw materials.

Even for experienced suture masters, it is not easy to use these rare and powerful flesh and blood raw materials to create new abominations of war.

The good news is that there are plenty of materials available for master stitchers to get creative with and try out new ideas.

The bad news is that War Overlord Grom only gave them a week to come up with new pieces.

The worse news is that their Queen of Creation is a fool who knows nothing about suture technology and is completely unable to help. She also dominates the courageous Saint Alexandria who was captured by her and is unwilling to hand her over to suture. Masters as experimental material.

However, the resentment of the suture masters was quickly overshadowed by new good news.

The Marquis of the Sharp Eyes Academy, who is about to set off for the next Saint Fortress, has issued a summons. As long as the suture masters participate in his war, all the materials they capture will be their own use.

Fenner is busy doing really terrible bad things with her bratty brother Black, so she has no time to care about these little things. Therefore, after the Marquise has fulfilled her desire to be a bad guy and returns to her floating city feeling comfortable, she will probably You will be shocked to find that almost all the suture masters under your command have disappeared.

Those bastards went to work for the cunning Kargath Bladefist.

But with Fenner's character, there is a high probability that she will not make any unhappy remarks about this matter. Well, this kind of generous and almost neurotic character is also one of the reasons why the suture masters chose her to become the Queen of Creation. .

It’s really great to have such a leader who is loyal and informal.

In the command hall of the floating city of creation, Blake withdrew his black seal. At the same time that the chains of control shaped by the shadows were retracted, DeVos moved his body and prepared to escape.

But before she could make any substantial resistance, Fenner, who had been waiting for a long time, grabbed her wrist, broke her hand bones and ankles twice, and crushed the roots of her wings to pieces.

Such an injury is nothing to a saint.

As DeVos is a demigod and a Kyrian who is very good at healing, she may be able to heal herself in a few minutes. After all, Fenna did not use divine power or the enhanced power of Maldraxxus on her.

She only appeared in this "psychiatric behavior modification" surgery as Dr. Black's beautiful assistant.

"Secure her."

The pirate gave a casual order, and Finna, who licked her lips, brought up Ms. DeVos and slammed her down in front of Black's eyes in a very unseemly duck sitting position.

"What are you going to do to me?"

DeVos knew that he would not be able to escape today.

But she remained loyal to her eldest daughter, even though she had just witnessed how Black had united the Forsworn around him.

What made DeVos most desperate was that she listened to the whole process of the evil god's answer to the Forsworn's confused souls, knowing that Black was turning the Forsworn's confusion and pain into hatred for his eldest daughter, Gristia. And disgusted, but she couldn't say anything to refute it.

She even felt a little shaken herself.

Especially when he saw the convinced Forsworn Kyrian tearfully accepting his current situation and retaining all the memories of his past, the expression of relaxation and happiness from the bottom of his heart made DeVoe even more... Si's heart was shaken.

She could no longer remember what happened when she first participated in the five major trials. It was a very, very distant past. How long did it take for her to pass the purity trial?

When I decided to give up my past, was it as painful as the unknown sworn person, but was he able to convince himself to let go? Is the past that I gave up worth cherishing?

These questions kept rolling around in DeVos's chaotic mind, leaving Saint Loyalty unable to get a definite answer at all.

"Bring Sandelia with me later."

Blake prepared a slightly complicated void magic and said to Fenner, who was pressing DeVos next to her:

“The Forsworn not only need a leader to lead them, they also need a powerful Forsworn Valkyrie to help them storm the Tower of Ascension.

Sandelia is perfect.

Very good at fighting, and her brains

Well, I mean, like a true warrior!

Soldiers are the best to persuade. I believe that as long as she sees the shortcomings of this land with her own eyes, she will definitely choose to join us. "

"Don't even think about it! You are just wishful thinking! Evil God!"

Ms. DeVos struggled, and when she heard that Black wanted to pollute not only her but also her brave sisters, the loyal Saint Jie immediately scolded:

"Sandelia's will is the strongest among us, and your evil tricks can't seduce her at all! You don't want her to become your weapon and harm the queen of the Kyrians for you.

The eldest daughter is the foundation of this earth! "

"Well, look what she did to you."

Black put his hand on DeVos's cheek. He looked down at the Loyal Saint and said in a pitiful tone:

"Not only did it turn you into a fanatical defender, it even destroyed your imagination, making you think that a bad guy like me can only use such shameful tricks.

Do you really think I need to seduce Sandelia to get her to help me?

No no no.

I will only tell her the crux of all the problems on this land, and she will take the initiative to join us. After all, I never want to hurt the cute and adorable eldest daughter, Your Majesty.

I just wanted to reason with her. "

"The eldest daughter has no grudge against you at all, and you have not even had any contact with each other!"

DeVos was pressed on the shoulders by Fenner and invaded by the pirates with the power of the void, making her unable to struggle at all. She could feel that she was getting weaker and weaker, and the power of the evil god was wreaking havoc in the world of her mind.

She was being pulled into a programmed dream.

While still conscious, DeVos asked in a painful tone:

"Other Kyrians have not come into contact with you, and they don't know your story, but I have come into contact with you many times, Black, and I know that you are never a person who is aimless.

Why?

Why do you have such a big complaint against your eldest daughter?

What did she do to you? "

"Well, I'd love to tell you that this is nothing personal. But who am I kidding?"

Black stared at DeVos, whose eyes were becoming more and more confused. He said to Loyalty Saint with no expression on his face:

"The stone blacksmith told me that there are Moon Night War Gods in the four major kingdoms of the Shadow Realm. They are the gods chosen by Black Moon and the most worthy of my reliance. No matter whether they are alive or dead, they are all under the moonlight. All righteous warriors.

However.

There is nothing in Ascension Bastion!

There is no moonlit night war god that I am looking forward to here. I can only feel the endless sadness coming from the moonlight here. Do you know why? "

The evil god lowered his head.

DeVos, who had completely escaped into the eternal nightmare of the Silent One, whispered in her ear:

"Because your eldest daughter used her stupid methods to make my Moon Night God of War forget the past, making him or her willing to give up the qualification to live forever in the moonlight, just to exchange for the identity of an unknown so-called promoted person.

Your eldest daughter has no grudge against me, but I want to strangle her to death.

That's right.

This is a personal grudge!

I lost a warrior, and my eldest daughter is responsible for this. I think it’s enough for her to suffer in the worlds for tens of thousands of years. Don’t worry, I really won’t hurt her.

And now, instead of worrying about your great eldest daughter, I think you should worry about yourself first. DeVos, let me tell you a secret. "

The pirate's fingers moved from DeVos's face to the center of her forehead, curling up the purple thoughts of truth and seeping into the forehead and mind of the loyal saint.

He was like an investigator looking for some remaining clues in a purified ruins. He looked through DeVos's memory and said:

"An intelligent creature can never truly forget the past. Even when the mechanical gnomes format their own memory data, they will leave some traces that cannot be covered up.

Souls are not born based on memories.

But memory is a necessary component of the soul. If your soul has not collapsed yet, it means that the past you has not actually disappeared. She is hiding somewhere deep in your soul.

I will remind you who you are.

I will let you find her again after you have lost yourself, so that you will truly understand what a ridiculous, flawed order you are serving.

Don't worry, I won't use the corruption of the void to force you to become a traitor.

That kind of forced brainwashing is so boring. Considering that we have so many interactions in the past, I will give you a choice. "

Blake closed his eyes and said:

"I will let you tell me who you are in person! Come on, Loyal Saint, and say hello to your past self."

——

It is not a good thing to have advanced wisdom in a backward world. Some people say that ignorance is a beast lying on the ladder of civilization and will devour all the forerunners who try to cross it.

If this sentence is correct, then it can be used to sum up DeVos's life.

Hmm, maybe a reasonable prefix should be added.

The life of DeVos, stargazer, witch, and naturalist.

In a world that has been destroyed by natural disasters, under the moonlight of an ordinary midsummer night, a little girl in a pink dress is playing with a delicate and expensive telescope next to her father.

She stared at the stars in the sky curiously. Whenever she found a star that she had not paid attention to before, she would shout and ask her father in surprise, or proudly show off her discovery.

"What is on those stars? Are there intelligent creatures like us there? What are their civilizations and worlds like?"

These are the words on the title page of her father's diary, and they are also the secrets that young DeVos wants to know.

She grew up day by day, absorbing knowledge day by day from her father, who was a noble but wanted to be a naturalist, until one day when she found that her father could no longer answer the twenty questions she asked. , she knew that maybe she should start a new period of life.

Therefore, the optimistic and happy aristocratic Miss DeVos embarked on her own journey under the arrangement of her father.

It took her ten years to finally compile a set of accurate star maps. She also traveled all over her country to draw precise maps. She told everyone she met who was curious about the stars that there were no stars in the stars. There are no palaces of gods, nor is there a villain in the sun who watches the lives of mortals and is always ready to send down fire to punish them for their sins.

What she said makes sense, but such rhetoric is obviously not liked by the powerful church.

Especially after her father passed away, no one could protect a rebellious young lady. Some people started calling her a witch, so DeVos really became a witch.

In her fifteenth year after escaping from her home, the self-taught witch DeVos successfully prepared a special potion with the help of her apprentice.

Drinking it can change her life form, allowing her to become a rare "starlight life", and she can escape all the troubles in the world, allowing herself to fly freely in the sea of ​​​​stars, no longer disturbed by those who hunt her. .

That's what she thought, and that's what she did.

Although her apprentice who had been with her for almost ten years confessed her love to her after drinking the potion, the eldest lady who dared to love and hate finally responded to her apprentice's passionate feelings before she turned into starlight.

She was forty-five years old at this time.

All that is left to his little lover who is twenty years younger than me is a set of world maps drawn by myself and the tenderness of the last night.

She lives a chic life.

Even though she was alone at the end of her life, her life was not monotonous. She was perhaps the first woman in that world to complete a world tour.

Even if the cost of this trip is to make her a wanted criminal in almost every country.

But so what?

After bidding farewell to the world that was not friendly to her, she could finally realize her childhood wish, and finally be able to run freely and undisturbed among the stars, roaming on the stars that had been with her since she was a teenager. .

This is DeVos's story.

A soul that is extremely pure from beginning to end.

This is probably why she was able to reach the Ascension Fortress after her death, but unfortunately, after countless epochs, she forgot why she arrived here in the first place.

"Devos Devos."

Just as the call from the distant world awakened the loyal saint from his dazed memories, DeVos raised his head and felt cold tears flowing on his cheeks.

She subconsciously leaned down and covered her red eyes with her hands.

"Oh my god. It's like a dream. Why did I do this? Why should I forget this?"

"Maybe it's just to see more things that make you curious. After all, you have always been a young lady who can't control her curiosity."

Blake knelt down and handed a handkerchief to the loyal saint in front of him.

With a weird smile, he whispered:

"Of course I know these memories may not be enough to make your mind up or to truly see how much of a failure the guys you served were.

But why are we discussing such a serious and boring topic now?

I know you must have a lot of questions.

But let me ask first. "

The evil god looked into DeVos's eyes, he smiled and said:

"Tell me, DeVos, what is on those stars? Let me ask you a gossip, when you saw them, did you ever regret leaving your puppy boyfriend who was so devoted to you?"

"On those stars"

DeVos subconsciously wanted to share the scenery she saw countless epochs ago with Blake and Fenner next to her, but when she saw the eyes of the two people, she understood.

What they want is not sharing, let alone answers.

"I saw something that made me jump for joy, something that I swore I would remember forever."

The loyal saint lowered his head.

She put her hand on her chest, and the heart beating there had never been so violent and passionate as it was now in her memory, as if...

It's like I'm alive again.

It’s back to that night when I set foot on the Milky Way.

She pursed her lips and looked back behind her.

There seemed to be a shy big boy waving goodbye to her behind nothing.

She couldn't even remember the child's face, but she knew that when today came, the concern that spanned time and life and death would truly dissipate.

"I seem to have made a mistake."

The Loyal Saint stood up.

She reached out and grasped the sacred wings spread out behind her, stroking the holy white feathers.

As Blake and Fenner watched, a black light shone from DeVos's fingers, quickly covering the gorgeous and elegant sacred wings like ink poured into a basin.

With her wings flapping like an eagle's wings, and with the beating of flying black feathers, Ms. DeVos turned back to Blake and showed a big, bright, and pure smile.

She is very much like the reckless female witch back then who dared to swallow the terrifying potion just to pursue her dream.

she says:

"Let's right that wrong together. Will you come with us? The great and evil King of the Forsworn, and join us in declaring war on the terrible old hag, okay?

This will be fun, I promise! "

"certainly."

Blake shrugged, picked up his pipe, and puffed out a smoke ring.

In the rising smoke, he smiled and said:

"That's exactly why I'm here."