fantasy reincarnation of warcraft

Chapter 111 Situation

Kil'jaeden's weapon is undoubtedly filthy. It is made of the blood of countless rebels, and it contains endless hostility. Those who are not determined will lose themselves just by approaching this weapon.

However, few people know that this weapon is actually Kil'jaeden's second life for himself.

Demons will not really die, but resurrection takes time, especially for demigod-level powerhouses like Kil'jaeden, it may take hundreds of years to die once.

In order to shorten this process, Kil'jaeden made this weapon. According to the world of cultivating immortals, blood contains a lot of vitality, and a woman's aunt's blood can even ward off evil spirits (forgive me for what the reason for evil spirits is, I don't know), in the world of wizards, blood It also has incredible power. There are creatures like vampires on almost every planet. The process of their blood sucking is actually the process of plundering other people's vitality.

It was precisely because of this that Kil'jaeden chose to use blood to forge the sword. If he unfortunately fell, the blood sword would release the vitality inside to bring him back to life quickly.

But he has no chance to use it, and even his soul has been annihilated.

Without its owner, this weapon also lost its suppression, and turned into a crazy giant softie.

"This is the hotbed of your resurrection." Floating in the sky, A'dal beside Zhang Li said: "Those rebels who were massacred by Kil'jaeden, all their grievances are gathered here, crazy and twisted, overcome it, Take the vitality in its body for your own use."

Below, three naaru surrounded the large ooze monster, and the Holy Light kept restraining its growth. However, their strength was too weak, and Xiaorou's expansion speed was not something they could resist.

Zhang Li's spiritual consciousness turned into a sharp blade, and cut off a large piece of the ooze monster at once. However, the most annoying thing happened to him.

"The sword is wandering in its body. Only by finding it can we solve this trouble."

But the color of the sword is exactly the same as that of the ooze.

"Chop it up, and the sword will stay wherever the blood clot moves." Sure enough, it was a good idea, and Zhang Li began to use his mental strength to the greatest extent.

If you compare the ranks of the world of cultivating immortals and the world of wizards, the opposite of demigods is the monks of the golden core stage in the world of cultivating immortals. In Zhang Li's impression, although the great monks of the golden core stage do not have the ability to move mountains and seas like the Nascent Soul monster, But there is still the ability to level a small hill.

The ooze monster is now almost the size of a hill, and it can no longer be dragged.

As a result, Zhang Li's spiritual consciousness turned into a big net, and the spiritual net wrapped the giant softness and then strangled it tightly. The giant softness immediately disintegrated into a large number of small softness. And out.

"It's you." To Zhang Li's surprise, the main body was actually the part that contained the essence of the Sunwell.

Cutting and cutting, the last thing left in Zhang Li's hands was a blood-red long sword and the essence of the Sunwell, which was being eroded by hostile energy.

"Destroy it!"

The next step is a process of tempering. The bloody long sword is very tough. Even the sword of judgment is no match. Zhang Li can't self-destruct the weapon, so he can only continue to attack with his spiritual sense.

Fortunately, he is different now. Under the persistent bombardment, this weapon that gathered the resentment of many tragic deaths was finally broken.

The dense resentment that almost turned into substance rose into the sky and dissipated towards the twisted void. The sword in Zhang Li's hand became smaller and smaller, and finally turned into two palm-sized gemstones.

"What should we do next?" Zhang Li asked A'dal.

"Find a certain part of your body, and we naaru will reshape it for you."

"Don't be so troublesome..." A voice interrupted the conversation between the two, it should not be said to be a voice, this voice has many double images, like countless echoes.

Zhang Li looked around, but couldn't see anyone, but suddenly he realized that the voice didn't seem to come out, but appeared in his mind.

"We were slaughtered by Kil'jaeden... The last thoughts and resentments of thousands of creatures coexist with me in this sword... Now that you have killed Kil'jaeden, the souls of the dead can rest in peace, please accept Our blessings..."

One of the gemstones suddenly burst into glory, and Zhang Li's soul was involuntarily sucked in. Even with his current strength, he couldn't resist the suction.

Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened.

After the gem absorbed Zhang Li's soul, it began to change rapidly. This gem containing infinite vitality slowly changed into a human shape, and finally fixed into Zhang Li's original appearance.

"It's unbelievable. I thought that I had absorbed the blood of too many different people, and the life inside would be very rough. I didn't expect it to be so pure..." Like the power of faith, the blood full of blessings sublimated triumphantly.

Zhang Li moved his new body. This body is a veritable demigod body. He can feel the vitality overflowing inside. Now he has an illusion, as if only relying on these vitality can make him live until the universe is destroyed. .

"It's unbelievable..." Adal was still sighing, but Zhang Li directly left him behind and flew down.

Ivy also noticed the scene just now, and now this girl whom he owed a lot is looking at him timidly, looking at a loss.

How can there be time to talk nonsense with Naru at this time.

"Ivy!" Zhang Li, who flew down, looked at the girl with a complicated expression. Since he had erased those people and things in the past, he now knows the irrelevant things in the previous reincarnation, such as some insights and knowledge, Everything else is exactly the same as the Earth period.

Really, on the earth, such a beautiful girl who is a national treasure deserves to be cared for by the whole world, but what did he do before?
He hardly has the face to hug her now.

Without those memories, his skin became much thinner.

"Master...your sword..." Ivy tremblingly wanted to hand out the sword, but facing Zhang Li, she seemed to lose all strength in her whole body.

The sword fell to the ground, and Ivy couldn't stand still and fell backwards. Zhang Li quickly hugged her.

"Master... don't leave me... okay?" With tears in his eyes, Zhang Li felt so pitiful that his heart had been gouged out.

"Ivy! I will never do that again! Please forgive me!"

People often say that a man will always meet a woman in his life who is willing to give up his life and take good care of her. If he misses it, his heart will never be moved by anyone.

Zhang Li knew that he had met him, but his situation was a bit special. There were more than one of them, but this was the most important one in front of him.

After comforting her for a long time, Ivy finally recovered a lot, and Zhang Li could finally ask some things he had wanted to ask for a long time.

"By the way, Ivy, how did you know that I can change other people's memories?"

"Risana told me."

"..."

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Leaving aside the matter of apologizing, Zhang Li, who knows his mistakes and wants to make amends, dotes on Ivy in every possible way, and is hard-working.

Then by the way, he asked the Draenei to take him back to Azeroth by spaceship.

It takes three months for the spaceship to fly.

Three months later, they finally saw the shadow of Azeroth. During this journey, because of Zhang Li's good performance, Ivy finally believed him again.

Then talk about what happened in the kingdom on which the sun never sets.

Azshara launched an uprising, and the sea elves were her people. She responded almost everywhere, and even many blood elves who were dazzled by their beauty joined them.

However, there are not a few sea elves who resent her, especially the first batch of Naga. Except for some maids, the rest of them basically choose to resist to the end.

Fortunately, Zhang Li's country is not without resistance. The demigod Rukhmar is still there. Although there is a lot of moisture, its deterrent power is not comparable to that of ordinary troops.

However, she is not Azshara's opponent. Azshara used to sit on the Well of Eternity, and her strength was only a little worse than Kil'jaeden. The Eternal Well was broken. Although her strength has dropped a lot, it is not because of her belief in the ability of conferring gods. Than.

Fortunately, there is Anveena. As the incarnation of the magic net, Anveena can open a huge barrier to protect everyone. With sufficient energy supply, even a demigod cannot break through this barrier in a short time. Enchantment.

In this way, Rukhmar fought with the rebels outside, went up to bully when he encountered a mortal army, and shouted when he saw Azshara.

Azshara never thought it would be so difficult to occupy this country, there are so many damned traitors, she must put them all to death!
But she was not in a hurry, because she thought that Zhang Li was dead, and that the country didn't even have a supreme leader, which meant that it had already existed in name only.

"Just stay in the turtle shell, I want to see how long you can last." Azshara glanced at the huge enchantment of Elesalas, and Azshara smiled disdainfully, at this time a woman came to her side , said to her respectfully.

"Your Majesty, Harveys' emissary has arrived."

"Oh? That's really great, go tell them to hold the ceremony quickly, I can't wait to see the real Vashki." Azshara, who was tasting the fine wine, showed a joyful smile. A smile almost hooked the woman's soul.

"Ah! By the way, don't worry that you will lose my favor after she recovers. Now you are my chief maid." Azshara stroked the woman lightly, and the woman showed an expression of enjoyment.

"Okay, let's go, Resana." Azshara, who was in a good mood, got up and walked outside.

"Yes, my majesty..." Resana bowed slightly, but Azshara didn't notice that the moment she lowered her head, her fascinated expression suddenly fell silent.

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This is a ceremony, a huge green dragon is facing the ceremony altar, and on the altar, Vashki is yelling and cursing.

"Damn bitch! My master will not let you go!" The target of his insults was naturally Azshara.

"Oh? Really? But it won't be long before you will return to the arms of your true master. I am looking forward to that moment." Azshara smiled coquettishly, then waved to the green dragon and said: " Alright, let's do it quickly."

The green dragon nodded calmly, and the power of the dream began to rush towards Fasqi.

Soon after……

"Your Majesty! I have done such a thing to you, please execute me, a worthless idiot." Vashki knelt down in front of Azshara with a sad expression.

Azshara hugged her very kindly, and said with a doting look on her face: "Okay, it's not your fault, it's all the fault of that damned guy."

Vashki wanted to say something, but Azshara had already kissed her...

(End of this chapter)