Chapter 750 28. The Coronation of Azshara·World's Eldest Child Listen to your voices
Azshara completed the examination of Magic Plague spores and the degeneration caused by them while talking and laughing.
Although this is a power in the Life Faction category, which is completely different from the Arcane Path that the Queen walks on, after cracking the mystery of First Ones Runes, Azshara can obviously analyze this strange power from another angle.
The reason is simple.
The source of the current Six Forces system can be traced back to First Ones, and the rune sequence is its most source of power. Theoretically, all power concepts in the current star sea can be deduced through endless combinations of rune sequences.
It is nothing more than a problem of "computing power consumption".
Devolution Spores is not a very advanced power in the field of life. Its complexity is not even comparable to Old Mushroom Head Marasmius's "Fungal Progenitor". With Azshara's talent, it is very simple to complete the "reverse deduction" of it.
She can already conclude that Diakum and Zul did not lie about Magic Plague spores.
Although these Devolution Spores took away the elf form of Nightborne, they also imposed "one-click formatting" on them in the process of completing the degeneration. Returning to the Trolls form means that the energy affinity of the elf has been washed away.
Without energy affinity, Magic Addiction will be healed naturally.
Although this method of healing is cruel, it is very effective.
This is just like when a program error occurs and a bug cannot be found, returning to the original version with one click can often solve the problem. Even in the metaphysical world, "restore factory settings" can solve the problem of most magic items being unable to be used due to various errors.
Azshara sighed.
This kind of spore degeneration is one-time, and she cannot use other methods to transform the girl in front of her who has turned into little Trolls back into the elf form.
She will maintain this "Dark Troll" appearance and go through a period of weakness. However, Trolls itself is a Life Force powerful species, and she will recover in a year or two at most, even healthier than before.
"Sister, I feel so strange."
Perhaps because she felt that the Queen was very reliable, or perhaps because the "Elven Thought Seal" of "loyalty to the Queen" in her heart was triggered, the little girl held her stomach and whispered:
"My stomach hurts. I might have been poisoned! It's a strange feeling. I've never felt like this before."
"Gu"
The sound of stomach movement sounded, making Azshara blink his eyes.
She looked at the little girl in front of her, and after a few seconds of calmness, she finally couldn't help but smile.
She patted her head and said:
"You are hungry, not having a stomachache, or being poisoned."
"Hungry? That's not right!"
The little girl scratched her head and said:
"I don't want to drink magic wine yet, why am I hungry?"
"You don't need to drink that weird, disgusting stuff anymore."
Azshara didn't take the time to explain to this little devil what "Magic Addiction" was and the sad situation of Nightborne being transformed by Magic Addiction. She raised her finger, and Demon Sword Lemonia flew out with a whooshing sound. When she returned a few seconds later, she had a killed rabbit stuck on the blade of the sword.
The Queen would definitely not cook food by herself. She snapped her fingers, and the funny-looking round Arcane element wearing a chef's hat was summoned, and she quickly completed the processing of the ingredients.
Just by looking at this guy's appearance, you can tell that he is definitely one of the "royal chefs" of Queen Azshara ten thousand years ago.
Training Arcane elements to cook is probably only possible by a super genius like Azshara. After all, elemental creatures are notoriously stupid and don't like to learn, except of course Aluneth in Aegwynn's Chatty Staff.
Abstract talkative elements like Aluneth have appeared since the beginning of time.
Because it is abstract enough, it is unprecedented.
A few minutes later, the fragrant rabbit meat was delivered to little Trolls. She kept wiping her saliva. She also felt strange. She obviously had no appetite for these foods before.
In the entire Suramar City, it is said that only those white-skinned Highborne nobles will try such food, and everyone else drinks magic wine to satisfy their hunger.
Even if they get food occasionally, no Nightborne eats it, because their bodies have "evolved" to the point where they cannot digest food due to years of drinking magic.
Nightborne People are generally overweight and may have this factor as well. Eating magic alone cannot replenish the various nutrients needed by the body.
"Try it."
The Queen said:
"Just finish eating here and I'll go look elsewhere."
"I know where those elves who turned into Trolls are hiding!"
Little Trolls took a small bite of rabbit meat, and then her eyes widened. Her poor taste buds were completely unable to describe this complex taste, but what is certain is that after taking the first bite of meat, her body began to cheer, and it seemed that she had never been so happy.
She ate big mouthfuls and said to her beautiful elder sister:
"They are all hiding in the sewers of the city, where there are Underground Palace left long ago. They dare not go out because Trolls cannot survive here.
The noble Queen Azshara will not allow Trolls to live, that is the enemy of the elves.
Many uncles and aunts are discussing escaping from here. I ran away secretly to find my parents. I was worried that they would be harmed."
"This is their home, why should they flee?"
The Queen said somewhat self-deprecatingly:
"Does what Azshara say must be right? Azshara has ruined her empire. She is obviously a failed monarch and is not worthy of your ten thousand years of loyalty."
"Pa"
The half-eaten rabbit meat was thrown at the Queen's feet, making Azshara look up at the little Trolls in surprise.
The latter had clenched his fists angrily and glared at her.
"No!"
Little Trolls screamed:
"The Queen is a good person! You are not allowed to say that about her! When those white-skinned Highborne bullied us, it was the Queen who ordered her Forbidden Guard to protect us!
Those very bad guys didn't give us magic wine to drink, so many people became Withered. It was Mrs. Vashj who distributed their magic wine to people in the market area.
She said the queen was asleep and unable to protect us.
But now the queen is about to wake up, and those bad guys won't dare to bully us.
Mrs. Vashj didn't lie. In the past few months since she announced that the Queen would wake up, our lives have been much better. Many friends have been selected to be sent to the Queen's palace, and my friend Connie is among them.
Connie secretly told me that as long as the queen wakes up, everyone will no longer be short of magic wine, and everyone can live a good life!
You!
You are white-skinned too!
You must be one of those bad guys, and only bad guys are afraid of Queen Azshara.
Bah.
I thought you were a good person, so I won't eat what you give me."
Little Trolls's anger was outrageous.
But it was obviously impossible for such a big child to lie. The honesty reflected in her bright eyes left Azshara speechless for a long time.
She was in a very complicated mood at this time.
Obviously, the shrewd Vashj used some means to unite the Nightborne civilians who were having a hard time in Suramar City. Even if it only took a few months, it was enough for these Nightborne people to form a worship of the queen.
Because in the past ten thousand years, no one in this city was willing to speak out for them.
Now Vashj told them that Queen Azshara would uphold justice for them, and sent Forbidden Guard to protect them from the oppression of "Highborne" under Elisande. He also gave them enough magic wine, so they believed it.
But the problem is, those magic wine should have been distributed to these Nightborne civilians!
Vashj and Forbidden Guard members have all eaten Arcandor Fruit, and they don't need the magic wine at all. The magic wine sent by Elisande has been stored in Nightwell Fortress for thousands of years, and now it is just returned to them.
But is this kind of favor enough to accumulate die-hard loyalties for the queen?
What kind of hellish life her people have lived in the past ten thousand years!
Perhaps in their eyes, Queen Azshara, which they have never seen but is really sleeping in Nightwell, has become a "symbol", a symbol used to fight against the tragic reality and look forward to a better future.
Even if it may never be realized, it does not prevent these Nightborne people living in the quagmire from retaining this expectation.
As long as the queen wakes up, all suffering will be over; as long as Azshara appears again, everything will be fine.
Nightborne people have survived ten thousand years with this kind of self-persuasion
No wonder Elisande is so crazy.
Archmage knows that no matter how much she does for this city and Shal'dorei people, she can never replace Azshara's place in Nightborne people's hearts.
Loyalty.
This word has never been interpreted so real and heavy in Azshara's heart. For many years in the past, she believed that the elves should be loyal to her, and she believed that she was born to enjoy all this.
But is it really so?
More importantly, how will she respond to such heavy loyalty from Nightbornes?
"I was wrong."
The queen took a deep breath, smiled, took the initiative to pick up a small piece of meat on the plate and handed it to the angry little Trolls, and said:
"I shouldn't blame Queen Azshara so much. As long as she wakes up, all disasters will be over. I also believe that she will lead you again, and she will protect all elves and the entire world."
"Huh, that's pretty much it."
Only then did little Trolls become satisfied.
She took the piece of meat and continued eating, but then she said sadly:
"Unfortunately, I am already Trolls, and the queen will no longer protect me."
"No, you are an elf!"
Azshara squatted down, took out his handkerchief and wiped the face of the ragged little Trolls. She said seriously:
"The presence or absence of fangs is not the criterion for distinguishing elves. Whether they have a noble soul is. In fact, the me you see is not the real me."
"Ah?"
Little Trolls's eyes widened in surprise. She couldn't understand what this beautiful sister was saying. Then she saw Azshara waving her fingers, making the mysterious First Ones Runes create a unique sequence combination in front of her. Then those runes Dispersion turned into green smoke and enveloped the queen's body.
When the smoke dissipated, little Trolls exclaimed.
In front of her eyes, the beautiful sister also had fangs growing out of the corners of her mouth. They were very small and delicate, even embellished with Arcane magic patterns, but they were real. Her skin was no longer as fair as the moonlight, but turned into a healthier wheat color.
Her body shape has also undergone some changes, her hands are longer, her legs are more flexible, and her overall shape is more "strong". Although Azshara has never seen those Haranir, she knows how to shape Trolls and the elf's form into a perfect balance.
As Zul said, the Queen has personally experienced the entire process of Dark Troll's evolution into an elf.
This is also the limit that Azshara can accept for his own "plastic surgery".
After all, the queen still cares about her appearance and dignity. Fortunately, whether it is the Nightborne who are infected with Magic Plague or the Zandalar Empire who are waiting for the queen to rule, all they need is just a symbol.
In fact, Azshara doesn't have to do this at all.
Even if she completes her rule in the appearance of an elf, no one will make a sound of discord on this matter, but if she wants to respond to that heavy loyalty, then she should show something.
"Are you sick too?"
Little Trolls sighed and said:
"What a pity. Your disguise just now was so beautiful. You are the most beautiful elf I have ever seen. Just as beautiful as the legendary Queen Azshara."
"Nonsense, I'm very beautiful now too!"
Azshara snorted and said:
"No matter how I change, I will always be the most beautiful and noble woman in Azeroth and even the entire Material Star Sea. Are you full? When you are full, it's time to work. Take me to where those people are hiding."
I want to tell them personally that this will always be their home.
It's not them who should leave here!"
She turned her gaze to the city where the beacon smoke was still burning, a sharp flash of light flashed in her amber eyes, and she said:
"It's them! They are the villains who use their power to destroy the beautiful things in other people's hearts at will. They are the fools who think they have the ability to determine the fate of this world.
The queen of this world is back!
There is no need to worry about this world anymore."
The army of Undead and demons are still attacking the market area. The wave of massacres from Demon Sword just now caused them heavy casualties, but they are unwilling to give up the "fat" in front of them.
Azshara's Forbidden Guard protected the civilians in the market area. Those guys had no fighting power at all. Although they launched a wave of Charge to regain some positions, they, who had not experienced war in ten thousand years, were no match for these vicious monsters.
After the Annihilation and Demon Sword disappeared, the war in the market area became tragic again.
General Varo'then was fighting at the front with a sword in his hands, and the demons and Undead that died in his hands had piled up into a mountain. The huge remains of the three Abyssal Lords that had been killed were constantly flowing out of the filth of Fel.
Even if this battle is won, Suramar will never be able to return to its former perfection.
This made Varo'then extremely angry.
This is the queen's last palace. Once this city is polluted, where will he go to find another palace for his queen to stay in?
Damn it!
These demons deserve to die!
"General! General, look, there is support coming from behind!"
A Demon Sword soldier wiped the blood on his face and shouted to General Varosa. General Forbidden Guard raised his head in confusion.
At this time, Suramar has become such a mess. Where are the reinforcements? Are the elves from Azsuna or Black Rook Hold coming to support? The two sides have been at odds for ten thousand years. How could they be so kind?
As Varo'then watched, a worn-out Battle Standard quickly appeared on the chaotic battlefield.
That Battle Standard must have gone through a long time, and it has not even been well maintained, but it is indeed the Battle Standard when Queen Azshara went on an expedition during the empire.
When it appeared, General Forbidden Guard's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be
"Buzz"
The bloody sword light erupted in the roar, and the returning Remornia was wrapped in endless murderous intent and turned into a bloody storm, slashing to the ground all evil objects that dared to approach.
Those crudely armed "Trolls" held up their messy weapons and followed Demon Sword forward Charge in no formation.
They were shouting for their allegiance to the queen. They were in a mess but had strong morale. Golden Fleet and Pterodactyl Rider appeared in the sky. What was surprising was that the Trolls soldiers of the Zandalar Empire were also holding high the queen's Battle Standard.
Even the God of Storm Pa'ku appeared here in person.
The ground was shaking, and the spirit body of World Spirit Rezan strode into the battlefield at the call of Princess Talanji.
As the Trolls priests sang ancient and sacred songs, the Golden Throne, who was being shouldered by countless Trollss, appeared on the battlefield. The figure surrounded by countless Trollss raised their fingers, and then thunderstorms flying in the sky roared down, purging the demons.
"No"
Varo'then As if struck by lightning, the war blade in his hand fell to the ground.
He saw his queen transformed into the form of Trolls, and she led the real Trolls and those Nightborne who turned into Trolls because of Magic Plague on the battlefield, as if she was the queen of Trolls from the beginning and not the queen of the elves.
"Don't be stupid, come here and help!"
A "Dark Troll" wearing a Suramar City defense armor stabbed a Demon Guard to death. He touched his fangs, waved his hands, and shouted excitedly to the Nightbornes who were poking their heads in the market area:
"Queen Azshara said, Trolls is also a type of elf! From today on, Azeroth no longer has Trolls, we are all elves! No need to worry about Magic Plague being infected anymore, the Queen accepts us!
She is still our queen, and we are still Azshara's subjects!
Come on, elves!
Follow the supreme Queen Azshara to kill the enemy!"
The crowd was silent.
But a few seconds later, horrifying cheers sounded like a roaring tsunami in response.
Those "Trolls" who hid in the crowd and covered their faces with hoods were particularly excited. They tore off their hoods and exposed their fangs. They praised the supreme Azshara, no longer fearful but rushed into the battlefield with excitement.
Only Varo'then stood there alone.
"You have declared countless times that you are deeply in love with the Queen"
Vashj's voice sounded from the shadows, and the spy master said softly:
"So, do you love the Queen's appearance, her identity, or her soul? Do you know? I have never seen the Queen's soul as Gleam as it is today.
She is Azshara!
She is my loyal Mistress, and I will do my best for her Consecration, even in the form of a "monster" to conquer the empire of the deep sea elves for my queen.
When I'm not with her, you have to protect her for me."
Varo'then looked back at Vashj. The spy master handed him a bottle containing Devolution Spores and said softly:
"Think on the bright side, you can enjoy the Queen's lonely singing every month again. My suggestion is to learn from those warm and honest Trollss. When they love someone, they will never hide it."
"But I'm just a. God, how dare I. This is blasphemy!"
"That's enough! Be more confident. No woman will like your low self-esteem right now."
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