Vashj's call made Empress, who was casting a spell, turn around sharply. When he saw the maid he trusted most back then reaching out to him with tears streaming down his face, even though Azshara's 10,000 years of experience had already left him with emotions, he still felt a little emotional at this moment.
But her slightly trembling fingers did not affect her superb spell-casting ability.
Under that cold energy suppression, Demon Sword didn't even have a chance to escape. She could only scream and spit out the world's life she had taken away over the years.
By the time the ritual was completed, Remornia·Shadow Fang was visibly weakened.
Although this Demon Sword does not need the world's energy to strengthen its power, these Shadowlands's creations only "eat" anima, and the energy of Material World is meaningless to them no matter how powerful it is.
But Azshara seems to be really trying to punish it for provoking Empress.
In this ceremony, she almost completely stripped away all the external power of Demon Sword, and even squeezed out all the inner psychic power, and used exquisite techniques to reversely convert it into energy and provide it to Supreme Star Soul.
In jargon, the level of Demon Sword has been "forced to zero".
It is still the death weapon that everyone fears, but if it wants to regain the arrogant power it had before executing Thunderlord Clan, it will take thousands of years of hard work to restore it.
Transformation?
She thought too much, and the transformation required the support of the heart. Now she really couldn't squeeze out a drop of it, and even the words to curse Azshara became too weak.
But this is what Demon Sword deserves.
The moment the ceremony ended, with the hovering world energy Dispersion, the souls of Azshara quietly landed, their delicate bare feet stepped on the golden Titan cold air, and they let go of their fingers to let the weak Demon Sword float beside them.
Remornia is not honest yet.
She rushed out with a whoosh, trying to follow Death Rift, who was only the size of a palm, back to Shadowlands, to go find the powerful owner and file a complaint. However, as soon as she took off, Aegwynn waved her up and shouted, "Let's see if your Aluneth brother is awesome." Chatty Staff pulled him back to Azshara.
He even let out a weak cry, like a dog that had its head knocked.
It's too weak.
Even that ridiculous stupid weapon can bully it, without any trace of the ferocity and cruelty it showed when it tortured Ashbringer before.
Light of Lights's white hair fell on her shoulders with perfect collarbones. She took a few steps forward, seemingly hurriedly, which was not in line with Empress's usual lazy elegance. But when Vashj rushed towards her crying, Azshara opened her arms and pulled her kneeling maid into her arms.
It's like meeting relatives.
Even if the two parties are not related by blood in any sense.
Suramar's most outstanding spy master, the feared assassin leader in Broken Isles, the ghost in every nightmare of Highborne who betrayed Azshara, the cold and powerful Ms. Vashj will be like a child, hugging Empress's legs and crying non-stop.
It stands to reason that Vashj also enjoyed great success during the Elven Empire period. As the most trusted chief maid of Queen Azshara, she also had great power and had seen the world, so she would not lose her composure to such an extent.
But it's really hard for other races to understand Highborne's attitude towards Azshara.
It is not just simple obedience or worship. Highborne does not have belief in God, but if it must be strictly defined, Queen Azshara may be the "god" of Highborne.
Their following and obedience to Elf Empress is even more pious than Kaldorei's belief in Moon Goddess.
From this point of view, Azshara is the kind of ruler who is truly qualified to say "I am the country".
"They all say that you are dead. It is obvious that you are just sleeping in Nightwell. That arrogant bastard Elisande used your name to bring trouble to your royal court. She ruled your people with cruel means. Every Nightborne in Suramar City is praying for your return day and night.
The seemingly loyal Governor Toserin also has second thoughts. He secretly hooks up with the rebellious Kaldorei and Quel'dorei.
Varo'then and I have tried our best to maintain your orthodox majesty, but you have never responded to us in ten thousand years, and even we are in despair.
Your most loyal Praetorian Guards can only stay at Nightwell Fortress.
Others praise our loyalty, but we are forced to do so."
At this time, Vashj was like those naughty children who were bullied miserably. She was complaining next to Azshara, a grown-up parent. She was so excited that it was difficult to think, and her speech was a little confusing.
But Empress didn't scold her for being in such a miserable state. He just listened patiently and stretched out his hand to smooth Vashj's messy hair.
It wasn't until several minutes passed that the spy master calmed down.
She wiped her red and swollen eyes from crying, took a few deep breaths, and said seriously to her Empress:
"You should return to your noble and pure body, and you should summon your loyal courtiers to rebuild your empire. Kaldorei and Quel'dorei are secretly subverting our orthodoxy. After the unfortunate death of Governor Toserin, they boldly supported Mordant Evershadow, who came from a lowly background, as the administrative chief of Azsuna.
They have essentially betrayed the Empire!
But it doesn't matter.
As long as you wake up from Nightwell, those subjects who have gone astray will soon return to your throne."
Azshara didn't seem to hear Vashj's suggestion. She just stroked Vashj's cheek and asked warmly:
"What's the matter with your injury? Why is your strength reduced so severely?"
"This is the Imperial Carriage who escorted you to escape, cough, and escorted you." When he transferred to "Suramar, he was affected by the explosion of Well of Eternity."
Vashj whispered:
"You don't have to worry. Although I have become a useless person, General Varo'then is still strong. He can protect your loyalty."
"So, Varo'then has been guarding my body for so many years, but he still doesn't dare to reach out to realize his "ambition"?"
Queen Azshara laughed and joked:
"He thought he could hide the chain he secretly made from me. I have been sleeping for thousands of years, but my loyal and handsome captain of the guard still dare not get close to me.
Alas, such foolish loyalty is almost pathetic."
After saying that, under the wide-eyed gaze of Vashj, Empress, whose temperament seemed to have changed drastically, raised his head and said to Diakum in a gentler voice:
"My royal advisor, could you please use your Holy Light to heal my maid's injury?"
"Okay, it's not difficult."
Diakum nodded and said:
"I can reshape Ms. Vashj's flesh and blood to completely eliminate the serious hidden wounds in her body, but do you really want to return to your territory and rebuild your empire?"
"Would you both allow me to do this?"
Azshara asked:
"Will my subjects still be loyal to their Empress in ten thousand years?"
She asked the question, but didn't need an answer. She just answered:
"No, the world has long since changed. My empire has become history the moment Well of Eternity exploded. As wise as I am, I will not do that useless work. I also watched the sacrifice of Shaohao and the resurrection of the Thunderlord Clan. They are also emperors. Their stories gave me a better understanding of "power, obligations and responsibilities".
What's more.
I still have important things to finish."
Empress looked back at Death Rift, who was about to be completely shut down, and said in a stern tone:
"Death Force is very rude and has offended the supreme majesty of Empress!
Eternal Ones used despicable methods to steal the authority of Empress, causing heavy damage to the world that Empress must protect. This is a provocation that must be responded to severely! Therefore, Elven Empire of Azeroth will launch a "punishment expedition" against Realm of Death today!
During these ten thousand years, I have sealed Demon Sword and tried my best to block its connection with Shadowlands, but some World Life Force were still transferred back to the land of death.
The dead shamelessly stole my wealth, and they are guilty of an even greater crime!
I will not return to my throne until this offense is punished severely enough. Therefore, Vashj, my loyal chief maid, go back and tell Varo'then.
He is free."
Azshara patted Vashj on the shoulder, and she said softly:
"As a reward for protecting me for ten thousand years, Empress allows him to leave a kiss on my cheek when he lifts the burden of loyalty. And you should take care of yourself, and you will be free."
After saying that, Azshara grabbed the death Demon Sword next to him, then stood up and floated towards Death Rift.
Such a decisive decision left Diakum and Aegwynn stunned in place. Then they both reached out at the same time, surrounded by Holy Light and World Power, to block the "punishment expedition" that Azshara was about to launch alone.
"Are you crazy?"
Aegwynn scolded:
"You are in a soul state now. If you go to Land of the Dead, it means you are really "dead". Now that Great Cycle of Life and Death has not been overturned, no soul can return to Material World from Shadowlands!
Is this a self-exile where you abandon yourself after realizing your terrible mistake?
With all due respect, Azshara!
You are a bit Tai Chi."
"Shut up! How can Empress, such a crazy human being, make a mistake?"
Vashj jumped up and hugged her Empress's legs to prevent her from "sending death". She scolded:
"Queen Azshara is the perfect ruler. The tragedy ten thousand years ago was not her fault. It was just Empress who was accidentally bewitched by the damn Dark Titan.
That's just a
That was just a small mistake!
How dare you speak so arrogantly about your monarch?
Kneel down! Admit your mistake!"
"Oh, it's just you guys who don't distinguish between black and white, bragging about your achievements in her ears all day long, that makes her insist on making such a terrible mistake. Surrounded by flatterers like you, no matter how good your character is, your character will become distorted.
What's more, she has big problems herself."
Vigilant strode forward, he waved and asked five little angels to join hands to form a "human wall" between Azshara and Death Rift, and said in a deep voice:
"Your power is innate, so you naturally don't know how to be in awe; everything you ask for is within reach, but you don't know Mortal realm's suffering; you are loved by thousands of people, how can you care about other people's feelings?
The unspeakable arrogance is just the surface of Queen Azshara, your real problem is "dereliction of duty"!
Whether you are wrong or not, you know very well in your heart, and these ten thousand years of hard suppression are proof of this in action.
I don't want to comment on your destined tortuous mental journey, Your Majesty, I just want to tell you that completing a "punishment expedition" in Realm of Death is not as simple as you think. The world of the dead has its own set of rules.
Your strength will be severely challenged there.
If even the punishment released by such an extension of power as Remornia can affect you, then when you face Sire Denathrius or those divine servants of fate, the other party will make you kneel down with a look and become a slave to extract your inner energy.
I appreciate your courage, but taking the initiative to step into a trap is not the behavior of a wise man."
The obstruction of the two people and Vashj holding Azshara's legs tightly made Empress unable to complete her determined expedition for a while. After a moment of silence, she whispered:
"I have just completed the experiment of reverse conversion of mental energy. If Sire Denathrius and his servants do not intend to repay, I have my own way to impose punishment.
I must get back those Life Forces stolen by Death!
It's not because of any mistake or guilt, it's just because the owner of Death Force has provoked my dignity, and as Empress, I must give them a strong response.
If I don't respond to the provocation with Thunder, how can I show the majesty of a king?
Me.
I have to finish this!
This is the duty of Empress to defend the territory, Vashj, do you want to prevent your Empress from fulfilling his obligation?"
"Is it so difficult to say that you are wrong?"
Diakum said helplessly:
"If "being naughty" is the standard for being judged as a king, then you are indeed Azeroth the supreme Empress. I am afraid that after the destruction of this world, your mouth will definitely be left in the wreckage of the world to emphasize that you are right."
The bitter sarcasm made Azshara glare at Diakum, and also made Aegwynn next to him laugh out loud.
She never realized that if a person is arrogant to a certain extent, they will also feel so happy when watching them act like a monster.
Azshara's decision and her actions were clearly an attempt to make up for her mistakes and complete atonement, but she just refused to admit that she was wrong. Even though her body was honest, her words were still unforgiving.
Dick is right, the soft and fragrant Elf Empress is the hardest part of the body, its mouth.
"I'll be back."
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Seeing that Vashj was unwilling to let go and instead hugged his legs with all his strength. This dishonorable posture made Empress helplessly comfort him:
"Have some confidence in me, Vashj. I'm just going out to fight, just like when the empire was first established, I led an army to attack the invading Trollss.
It may take some time, but I will definitely come back with victory.
If you really think that your Empress is omnipotent, then give me some confidence! Material World for me Blessing, when I return, the glory of the elves will surely bloom again.
By then our clan will be able to sweep away the haze of thousands of years and once again stand proudly on top of the world."
Vashj still won't let go.
She's not stupid.
She knew that Empress was just comforting her.
Even though Empress is extremely powerful, it sounds a bit outrageous for World of Death to go on a solo expedition to seek justice for his world.
Diakum and Aegwynn looked at each other. They held Heart of Azeroth at the same time and reported the incident to Supreme Star Soul.
Azshara is "Daughter of the World" who Supreme Star Soul has high hopes for. Even if she made a big mistake, her fate still has to be decided by World Mother.
After a while, Aegwynn stepped forward and handed the golden Heart of Azeroth to Azshara, saying:
"World Mother wants to talk to you."
"No!"
Azshara refused, she said decisively:
"It's not the time yet."
"Let her go!"
Seeing how stubborn Azshara was, Supreme Star Soul, who had been "peeping at the screen", finally spoke up and scolded with helpless anger:
"Don't stop her. If you don't fulfill her promise, she won't be allowed to come back!"
After saying that, World Heart pendant calmed down and stopped paying attention to what was going on here.
Aegwynn shrugged and said to Azshara:
"You really made her very sad, but based on my understanding of our Lord, she is very tolerant of her children, as long as you say a soft word."
""Atonement" is just self-deception, and "repentance" is just stabbing the victim again, Magna Aegwynn."
Azshara stared at her and said:
"You have hurt others, just like using a knife to poke the scars on a wooden target. No matter how softly you ask for forgiveness, those marks will still exist.
You light a fire in your house, and even if you put out the flames, sweep away the ashes, and restore everything to the way it was before, the burning smoke will still be there.
The past is like smoke.
I won't admit that I made a mistake, I know that won't help.
I no longer ask for forgiveness, I just want to get back what I missed.
The World Heart in your hand should be mine, but I can no longer have it.
You also have a lot of questions, so please learn from me."
These words were spoken in secret spiritual language, making Aegwynn's expression become serious. This was Azshara's first "apology" in the true sense, and perhaps also the first time that the proud Empress bowed his head since his birth.
This really means a lot.
"Take it with you."
Diakum took off his Heart of Azeroth ring and handed it to Azshara. He said:
"You can't take the risk of keeping the recovered Life Force with you. That's just asking for trouble. This ring allows you to transform your heart energy into energy to nourish World Soul at any time. If you plan to prove something with actions, then I can only wish you good luck on your journey.
In addition, the first thing I did when I went to Shadowlands was to make myself a "Sinstone"!
That thing is a specialty of Revendreth. You have to find the right person to get effective help.
With Sinstone, the impact of the power of crime and punishment on you will be minimized.
The prerequisite is that you hide it well."
Azshara nodded.
She did not refuse the stone ring, took it and put it on her finger, brushed her long white hair, and asked humbly:
"Do you have any strategic suggestions for the expedition launched by your Empress? My Royal Advisor."
"Go to Prince Renathal or Stonewright. The former has long been dissatisfied with Sire Denathrius's behavior in dealing with criminals. The latter has a special status and a transcendent status in Revendreth. Don't trust anyone except the two of them!"
Diakum replied in spiritual secret language:
"If you must escape, go to Maldraxxus, Ritual Court has a "friend".
I know that as an elf, you hate Trolls, but if you fall into a situation where you have to ask for help, then Trolls, the god of death, Bwonsamdi, will be your best helper. In addition, Black Wolf God Lycantos can also be trusted.
Finally, I would like to emphasize to you, do not go to "Bastion"!
The Little Blue Oness over there like you the most, a powerful soul in confusion. Although their combat power is very poor, if they alert Centurion and the anima Titan, you will also be hunted down in trouble.
If unfortunately you fall into the Maw"
Vigilant paused and said:
"Go find Wei Nally!"
You can completely trust that Broker, provided she regards you as a partner."
These reminders and suggestions made Azshara look at Holy Light Walker in surprise, and she said:
"Have you been to Shadowlands? Otherwise there is no way to explain your familiarity with it, which makes me feel shocked."
"That's the little privilege of a fate-defying man."
Diakum showed a smile, took a step back, raised his hand to Azshara in a farewell gesture, and said:
"I hope you can return victorious from your punishment expedition. Considering the troubles I am currently facing, it is a blessing to have as a comrade Lesser God who has embarked on the path of repentance.
You are right in saying that atonement is self-deception and repentance is secondary harm.
But if you don't even have these most basic attitudes, then the criminal only deserves a fiery punishment Judgment, and as Partner of Justice, I am really happy to take action myself against those stubborn sinners.
I wish you victory in your death expedition, Your Majesty!
I wish you return with honor and glory, madam."
Vigilant stretched out his hand and placed it on the shoulder of Vashj who was crying in pain. The surge of holy power made the chief maid loosen her hands and watched the supreme majesty in her heart walk towards Death Rift with Demon Sword in hand.
Across the way is another country.
So what?
Empress Everywhere he goes is loyal territory.
"You're dead!"
The vicious Demon Sword Remornia screamed weakly:
"If you dare to step into my master's territory, he will definitely crush you to ashes!"
"Your master doesn't seem to know how to train his followers. Seeing as how he raised you to be so rude and rough, it's really a waste of such a good spiritual embryo."
Azshara stepped onto Death Rift, brushed Demon Sword's trembling sword edge with her finger with Heart of Azeroth ring, and she whispered:
"But don't worry, girl, we still have a lot of time to get to know each other slowly. You remind me of Tyrande. I missed the opportunity to shape her, so I will double my training with you.
I will make you a lady, Remornia.
You will eventually kneel down willingly at the feet of your Empress."
The moment she left Material World, the moment she saw the scenery of Revendreth, she stopped in the gap between the two worlds, put the ring in her hand to her mouth and kissed it softly.
"Sorry."
She whispered:
"I let you down."