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308. The period of a million years of dormancy has come, welcome the return of the ancient Venerable!(2/2)

You are so cute, my little sweetheart."

"ah!"

Xia Naishi rushed forward like crazy.

She didn't even care about the sharp blade that pierced her heart. She knew that contacting the Heart of Darkness before she died was the only way she could survive. But the moment she threw herself out, the cold black gauntlet coldly grabbed her hand.

As her hair was pulled back, the flying black sword appeared in Blake's hand. In an intimate gesture of hugging her from behind, the moment the dark judge raised his head, he gently drew the sharp blade across her slender neck like a lover.

Standard and deadly, even with a hint of elegance in throat slitting...

"You can't go back to Ny'alotha. N'Zoth doesn't like such a rebellious soul."

Blake held the paint and despaired Shanesh, and in the rolling darkness around him, he comforted him softly like a priest to death:

"But it doesn't matter, I will help you find your way home, I will personally send you back to the Holy Land that you rejected, and I will ensure that you can return to N'Zoth.

I think that the ancient god who is so smart should know that Azshara has always been dissatisfied with it, and the most interesting part of this matter is that,

Do you know who sent me to Pandaria?

Who else helped me snatch the Heart of Darkness from N'Zoth?

Haha, remember this information.

It can help you retain a little bit of consciousness while you're being tortured by N'Zoth, and you can use it as valuable information to give to the Corruptor.

That's right.

My supreme Queen Azshara has joined me.

She granted me the position of Royal Chamberlain, and I gladly accepted it. The most powerful pirate and the most powerful Queen have stood together, and we have only one enemy!

Let my dear N'Zoth wash his neck and wait.

In addition, don't forget to tell my dear Corruptor that there is really not much time left for it to fiddle around. If it must be reorganized, I suggest doing something ruthless.

You know, it's so interesting to watch an octopus or something dying.

This tragedy is dedicated to Azshara!"

The last words were spoken by the smelly pirate in the most elegant ancient Elvish language, and then the painful Shanesh's body was instantly ignited by the black flames ignited by his fingers.

But her throat was cut and she couldn't even scream.

It can only shake in a miserable posture in the "farewell hug" of the smelly pirate and turn into burning ashes flying all over the sky.

First flesh, then bones.

In the end, all that was left in the hands of the pirates was a white female skull filled with the power of the void.

A perfect collectible.

What is surprising is that after witnessing such a tragedy, the mantid heroes around them did not show any sign. They just watched all this indifferently.

They just need to see the ancient master return today.

As for who got this dark glory, it really doesn't matter at all.

"This thing is so ugly."

Blake strode forward and reached out to touch Y'Shaarj's heart of darkness. He turned to Xal'atath, who appeared in the form of smoke with the entanglement of seven evil energies behind him, and said:

"It's still tempting me. It says it can give me supreme power. To be honest, I'm a little tempted. If I eat it, I'll probably have the power to push Azshara to the ground and sing for me, right?"

"

Hello, little master."

Xal'atath reminds:

Lady Elune is watching you."

"Yes, Lady Elune is looking at me."

Blake shook his head and took back his hand.

He slapped the anima contaminated by the Seven Evils in his hand onto his owl helmet. The moment the anima was embedded, a slightly invisible seven-color light shrouded and spread out, adding a layer of spiritual aura to the pirate.

He took a step back.

As the Mantis demons all knelt down and worshiped, they made a "please" gesture to Xal'atas behind them:

"Come, my ancient lord," enjoy all this, it is all prepared for you.

Xal'atath did not step forward immediately.

Instead, she fell into the pirate's arms as a body of smoke, touched Blake's helmet with her hands, and asked in a sweet tone:

"So, as a man who is about to become an ancient sage, don't you have anything to say to me?"

"We have to finish that test quickly."

The pirate said helplessly:
Chapter completed!
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