Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Xal'atath has always been confident.

It seemed to be certain that the Derek Proudmoore in front of him, like everyone else who had picked it up in the past countless years, was unable to resist this "blessing" from the void and shadow.

It even thoughtfully told Blake a "story."

Use the deeds of the Black Iron Witch Queen to warn Black that in the "association" relationship it is about to begin with the pirates, it is the absolute controller.

If Blake is disobedient, or does not please it, and is not the "right" person it considers, then Blake's ending will be no different from those of previous users of evil objects.

He can only be abandoned in a shaped tragic ending, waiting to die alone.

Sataras's confidence comes from the experience of countless successful seductions in the past. Before Black, no one who held it could get a good death.

The other side of it, which is full of confidence, is that it originated from the ancient wilderness when all things were born. It has existed since the beginning of historical civilization. In the eternal flow of time, behind every piece of history in this world, there is its reason. Secretly involved.

It has witnessed the rise of countless forces and has personally participated in their destruction.

In the erosion of time, nothing is eternal.

Except it.

and its professed “allies.”

But it's a pity that this confident and perfect disguise means nothing to Blake.

Long before coming into contact with the Blade of Xal'atath Dark Empire, the pirates already knew all of its secrets and the truth that it had been trying so hard to hide.

And based on this understanding of the truth, he made his own choice at this time.

"This dagger is a genuine sacred object of the void. It was taken from the remains of the unlucky old god who died at the hands of his companions when he came to Azeroth.

It indeed comes from the poor creature who was divided and eaten by the four ancient gods when the wilderness first opened. "

Blake maintained the divine power extraction ritual, holding the blade of the Dark Empire's Blade tightly with blood-stained fingers. The void was boiling and hissing, and the mental shock that was enough to shatter his mind was absorbed by the Shield of Odin in his hand.

Under the protection of the guardian's divine power, the pirates are extracting the dark divine power hidden in the evil objects.

He also showed confidence.

The shadow evil thing in his hand was constantly shaking and struggling and said:

"But the fifth ancient god who died before he was born, is not called Xalatas! It was eaten before it had a name.

Xal'atath is your name, not its.

You just used the remains left by the ancient gods to declare to everyone who discovered you that you were the corrupting vanguard of the Lords of the Void.

You say you are an Old God from the same origin as C'Thun, Yogg-Saron, and N'Zoth.

But you are not!

You repeat this lie day after day, year after year, to everyone who holds you, and no one can expose you, so you are complacent.

But sorry, I cheated, I read the script in advance.

You are just a ghost trapped in a dagger and unable to escape."

In the storm caused by the shadow, Blake sensed the power that was about to move in the evil dagger.

During the interfering operation of the divine power extraction ritual, the evil dagger in his hand and the dark will hidden within it were being peeled away bit by bit.

If there is a lack of understanding of the power of the void, it is indeed easy to confuse the two, but as the pirate said, although these two things come from the void, it does not mean that they are one.

"Perhaps you do have the same origin as the ancient gods, but you are too weak, Xal'atath. Compared with those extraordinary creations made from the void, you are obviously lacking."

Black's blood stained the surface of the Dark Empire Blade, and through this vivid connection with the evil ritual, he came into contact with Xal'atath's dark will.

Under the protection of Odin's Shield, he was spared the futile efforts of the angry Miss Void to break his will.

It's like pulling out the snail meat hidden deep inside a snail shell bit by bit with a bamboo skewer.

It's like a bully blocking a poor girl in a dark alley and trying to do something indecent.

This is not the first time that he draws divine power from void creations.

He performed quite skillfully.

"Come on, come out, you weakling with a bad character, I command you! Become one with me."

The pirate said this, and with Xalatath's scream, he connected the void divine power into his body. The character card in front of you immediately pops up a prompt, as if the screen is being refreshed:

A large amount of high-level divine power is injected into

Divine Power Discernment. Void (Shadow) Power Path - Remains of the Parasite of Light and Darkness·Blade of the Dark Empire/Creation of the Void·Xalatath's Advanced Power Path-The Lord of the Void (Unknown)

Did not obtain the mythical rank.

The strength attribute is consistent and is being converted.

In addition to the prompts about the infusion of divine power, there are also attack and defense prompts like word games, which refresh very quickly, just like the weird battle records:

Xal'atath is enraged and psychically attacks you.

Strength check, the power of the void god is weaker than Odin, and this attack is exempted by Odin's power Shyvana's protection.

Xal'atath finds it incredible, screaming and mentally lashing out at you.

Strength check, weaker than Odin's strength, attack save.

Xal'atath is once again enraged by your pretense, and it attempts to control your mind.

Strength check, weaker than Odin's power, mind control failed.

Xal'atath feels the loss of its power, and it decides to kill you completely. It launches Shadow Word: Destruction at you.

Strength check, attack failed.

Xal'atath grew furious.

Xal'atath has decided to use the power of the Void to corrupt you, and it will turn you into a creature of the Void.

fail.

fail.

fail!

Xal'atath grew weak.

Xal'atath thinks you are a monster, and it has given up its resistance.

"Odin is really a great enemy. I thought his arrogance ruined him and made him bound by Hela in a cage called the Temple. I thought he had molded himself into a complete failure. By.

But I didn't expect that he would be so willing to fall!

He actually formed an alliance with a weak mortal. "

Xal'atath's hateful voice, carrying a weakness that was constantly being drained of strength, resounded in Black's will, as if it had a premonition of its own ending today.

Then he said to the pirate:

"You want to join the Titan Guardians' camp. You are wielding the power given to you by the loser, but you are drawing on the void energy that all guardians hate.

You may not have thought of it, but let me remind you that those who dare to do this will eventually become traitors!

As a mortal who vacillates between order and chaos, wanting to bet on both ends, and wanting to have both, you are doing something that even I find dangerous. "

"Let me remind you, Xal'atath, you are now being suppressed by the 'mortal' you call me. I advise you to restrain your arrogance."

Black ignored Xal'atath's whispers.

He replied casually:

"As for what I'm doing, I know it very well and I don't need you to remind me again. Don't try to interfere with me or make a 'deal' with me.

I know that your so-called 'right' person can only take you to find a certain ancient god, so that you can use their power to break your seal and set you free.

There is no such thing as the great thing you claim. You really interpret selfishness very vividly.

I have no interest in being your next pawn.

I have my game to play.

It’s a hundred times more fun than your shady conspiracy.”

He felt a large amount of void power constantly integrating into his body through the ritual.

Just like the process of extracting the divine power left behind by Zakaz under the Tirisfal region, he could not directly absorb and utilize the divine power without obtaining the mythical class.

However, with the help of character cards, these precious divine powers can be "downgraded" and used to strengthen one's mortal body through the path of shadow.

This feeling is very comfortable.

On the character card panel, Blake could clearly see that his already outrageous blood bar was rising rapidly, which represented that his physique was constantly being changed and refined by shadows.

As he said, he had no intention of quarreling with Xalatath. He just wanted to "squeeze dry" this void lady of unknown origin.

Turn its power into your own, and it would be best if you could swallow it in one gulp.

"What you get are just some insignificant fragments. The shadow path you pursue is the weakest echo of void in the material world."

Xal'atath was rejected once by the pirates, but did not stop whispering.

It changed to a more submissive tone, as if it had really let go of the arrogance in its character, and said to Blake like a submissive servant with a low eyebrow:

"This road for mortals will not allow you to transcend even if you reach the end. The human body is weak and has not been blessed by the god of order.

You have your limits, and they are insurmountable, my lord.

If you want to be strong, I have a better way. "

I have to say that with Xalatath's ability to seduce people, coupled with that sweet tone, saying the word "Master" really made men's hearts flutter.

But its suggestion of giving strength was ruthlessly rejected by Blake.

The pirate responded with an unsympathetic indifference:

"No, I won't take any of your advice.

It's your business to be of use to me, but I don't need your services. The fate of your 'masters' was enough for me to learn a lesson.

The void is a bad friend. I am too weak now to play with it.

Shut up. "

"Haha, so wise, so decisive, so cold, I knew I was right to choose you! Your strength and courage are so charming."

The pirate's cold answer was strangely appreciated by Xal'atas.

It's like shaking M.

The more dominant you are, the more submissive it will be.

but.

Faced with this compliment, Blake just sneered. It was just a tactic to show weakness. How could he be distracted by such a childish trick?

The divine power extraction ritual has reached the final stage.

The divine power of the void is no longer transformed into shadow power, all because the core of Xalatath's will can no longer be stripped away, which is the concentrated expression of the divine nature of the void.

Blake's physique, which has not yet reached legendary status, cannot withstand such a high concentration of Void Addition.

That kind of concentration of void incarnation will immediately distort his flesh and blood body into something indescribable. He may break through the legend in an instant, but he will also completely lose his purity.

Therefore, the pirates chose the safest way to deal with this last piece of divine power.

Extract, isolate.

"Buzz"

The evil void object in his hand became completely silent, as if it had been separated from the body of its soul. The Blade of the Dark Empire became silent and truly turned into a weapon.

The void creature Xalatath that resided in it was drawn into the pirate's body.

In the divine power column of the character card, a group of divinity emitting purple-black light is blocked there. Its entry is quite interesting:

Name: Divine Sataras

Attribute: Legacy of the Void [Complete·Active]

Status: Unavailable [requires mythical class/requires legendary body/requires faith faction]

Applicable professions: Priest, Assassin, Warlock

"Finish and call it a day!"

Seeing that the divine power was completely stripped away, Blake let out a sigh of relief, tossed the Dark Empire Blade that had quieted down in his hand up and down, and then looked at the magic materials that turned into dust around the altar and scattered in the wind.

He whistled and planned to go back to the cemetery to check on Natalie Serling.

But just as the pirate turned and jumped into the shadows, he heard a weak voice ringing in his ears.

Xal'atath whispered:

"Are you satisfied with draining me dry, little brother? If you like this kind of rough entertainment, I can tell you where the same power is available for you to devour.

We might be able to find some more crowded places and harvest some souls, and I'd be happy to teach you how to corrupt them.

You little guy with a secret

By the way, do you like me to call you little master? "

Faced with the sudden sound, the pirate was stunned for a moment, then touched his heart. In the dark night, he said half jokingly, half sarcastically:

"Oh my, my, a pirate like me actually has the heart of a girl."

"Call me whatever you like. I'm very easy-going and won't argue with you on these trivial matters, but you have to be prepared, Xal'atath.

At some point in the future, you must wash yourself to be white and tender, so that when I eat you, you will feel happier."