Chapter 860 59. North-South Confluence (Part 1)
"Don't move! You're badly hurt!"
The gentle human language sounded in the ears of the Grand Empress Shake Hill, which made the Grand Empress, who was still a little fuzzy, twist her neck.
The next moment, warm healing energy flowed along her body and began to heal her wounds. Although she had never felt this natural healing power, the Great Empress could feel that this power was not malicious, and after going through a After a scalp-numbing assassination, Shake Hill felt that she urgently needed to relax.
By the way, let's think about it again, how to deal with the despicable assassination of those old, bad, bad old men in the Klaxxi council.
The seriously injured queen is currently staying at the base camp of the dismantlers, in a cave in the Krasarang Forest. She is looking at the cave that has been greatly widened with a scrutiny and warning gaze. Here It was filled with all kinds of instruments that she couldn't understand, like a laboratory, but what surprised the Empress the most was that there were still humans in the cave guarded by the bugs!
It was a human wearing a strange wooden armor. At this time, this human druid was helping the great queen to heal her injuries... and in the cave, there were many druids of other races doing some seemingly Very important test.
There are humans that the Great Empress has seen, as well as tauren, werewolf, wild boar, and even orcs and night elves that she has never seen.
Moreover, these strange-looking flesh and blood races are not afraid of the Qiraji-Neyou bugs walking around in the laboratory, and even drive these bugs to help them carry some things.
This kind of scene that couldn't possibly appear in the Queen's mind made Xia Kexier feel at a loss as to how to accept everything in front of her. The Sensual Queen saw a common emblem on the chests of these guys. Obviously, this is a huge organization, and now, this weird organization is showing her kindness.
But Shake Hill didn't know whether she should accept...
"boom"
A basket of strangely shaped meat-like things was placed in front of the Grand Empress Shakesir. The strange scent interrupted the Grand Empress' thinking. The great empress of the mantid crown raised her green mantis-like head, and she saw the dismantler, Scriss, standing in front of her.
Speaking of which, the appearance of the Great Queen Shekhill is somewhat similar to that of Nerubians like Scriss. As the Great Queen of the mantid, Shekhill does not walk on two legs like other mantids. , she has four worm limbs instead of her legs, and her wings have degenerated and can no longer fly. This posture is very similar to the form of the necromancer, the only difference is that the necromancers have no wings, and Nerubians have more scattered eyes than the mantid's two large compound eyes fused together.
"Eat, honored guest, you look weak."
The dismantler used the ancient Nerubian etiquette to bow slightly to the Grand Empress, and it said with a spiritual link:
"These are the food specially made by the goblins of Kalimdor for Zerg life like us. Although it may look weird, but believe me, it is more nutritious than what you usually eat, and the taste is more unique .”
But the queen did not stretch out her insect limbs like hands. On the contrary, she looked at Scriss in front of her with a suspicious look. After a while, she questioned him in the ancient language of the mantid with her hoarse voice. arrive:
"So, who are you? You are a Zerg that I have never seen before. I guess, the descendant of the Yaqi Empire still exists in the outside world. Are you Naiyu? Or Qiraji?"
"Ah, the ancient language of the Yaqui Empire, I haven't spoken such an ancient language for thousands of years."
The disassembler also replied in that clumsy, bug-like hissing voice:
"Let go of your meaningless vigilance, Shake Hill, I have lived for 4,000 years, in my eyes, you are just a reckless wild girl who does things regardless of consequences... I am your predecessor, Of course, your status is special... Your status as the Great Empress means that you cannot easily trust outsiders, but I think it should be enough to use your life as our goodwill."
"As for me, I am an Ankaha priest, and I am probably the last Ankaha priest left in the world. You don't need to know the meaning of this name. You just need to know that the Naiyou spider demon I represent has Reaching the brink of genocide, the Qiraji were uprooted...Let's eat first, and after the brothers of the Blightcaller heal your wounds...I will show you something."
There was a flash of light in the silver-white compound eyes of the dismantler, and it said softly:
"You must be thinking about how you should deal with the despicable assassination of the elders of the mantid... You will also think about how to rule the civilization of the mantid after removing the elders who hindered you, but your vision limits your thinking ...In short, I will provide you with a correct path, and you can choose to accept it or reject it...All choices are in your hands."
"So be it!"
After finishing speaking, the dismantler turned and left without stopping. It has a lot of complicated things at hand. It has already found several holy trees of the mantid's Kepa, but the problem is that only these holy trees that produce amber are still available. No, it must find a way to obtain the secret amber regeneration technology passed down by the mantid, and the Great Empress Shakesir in front of her is undoubtedly a breakthrough.
Of course, the intervention of the Blightcaller is inevitable. After all, the Patriarch has promised Tyrion that they will find a way to integrate the mantid into the power of the Blightcaller. The promise has been made, and they must work hard to fulfill it, so the dismantling The author's promise to Shek'Zil was actually a deception... The moment the Grand Empress arrived here, she no longer had her own freedom to speak of.
Even if she is unwilling, the archdruids of the Blightcaller will find a way to "persuade" her to accept kindness.
However, Shake Hill herself was able to set off a huge chaos within the mantid, which has already proved her political ability. Although the dismantler did not say it clearly, the Great Queen can vaguely feel that an opportunity, or a bottomless The big pit has appeared in front of me, so, should I jump down?
Shek Hill's mind was running wildly, she stretched out her hand, took out a piece of weird, meat-like pastry from the basket, and put it in her mouth.
Hmm...the taste is really good, mixed with the greasy smell of fat, the fishy sweetness of meat, and the lingering fragrance similar to licorice. It seems that the group of creatures called goblins are very good at cooking.
Do you want to invite a few goblin chefs to cook for yourself after regaining the kingdom?
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Several hours later, under the healing of the druid of the Blightcaller, the serious injury of the Grand Queen was under control, and the toxins in her body were also removed. Under the leadership of a nerubian guard, the Grand Queen came as promised Into the dismantler's lab.
Then she saw at a glance several Kepa sacred trees transplanted in the cave.
"This is our tree! You thief!"
The Great Empress yelled at the disassembler who was doing some kind of research, and the latter stood in front of the test bench and said without raising his head:
"When did the sacred tree of the Yaqi Empire become the private property of the mantid? If the records of my ancestors are correct, the sacred tree of Kypa should belong to the Yaqi Empire, right? As a descendant of the Yaqi Empire, Aren't we entitled to inherit it?"
"You are the despicable thieves!"
The disassembler's voice became sarcastic:
"The mantid fled before the Aqir Empire collapsed, and it was Nayo and Qiraji who persisted until the empire fell, and you stole the most important inheritance of the empire while we were fighting the barbaric trolls on the front line... What? After 10,000 years, will the mantid be able to take over the inheritance that belongs to everyone with peace of mind?"
"Do you really want no face at all?"
Scris's rebuttal made Grand Empress Sheksiel so angry that she couldn't speak. Although there was nothing wrong with her description, she selectively ignored one point. Technology, that is also the unique inheritance of the mantid worms, just like the genetic technology of the nerubians of the Nero, and the crystal obelisk technology of the qiraji worms.
But that was already tens of thousands of years ago, and it is meaningless to discuss these now.
So Xia Kexier let her anger dissipate a little, and then she asked in a deep voice:
"I don't have time to waste here with you, my kingdom needs me! Especially in this precarious time, so, what you want and what I can get, just say it."
"readily!"
Only then did the dismantler put down the work in his hand, it turned around, brushed its coquettish moon-white robe, and then said to the mantid queen in front of it:
"First of all, I want the Kepa tree breeding technology and amber regeneration technology that you have inherited, which are very important for the revival of the nerubian."
"Secondly, the Mantid Kingdom must become a neutral ally of the Blightcaller Sect. In the years to come, without permission, you can no longer cross the Serpent's Spine to slaughter Pandaren and Pandaria's creatures."
"Finally, you and your amber masters will assist me in completing the rebirth of the nerubians, and at some point, the mantid and the nerubians will form a titular bug-human civilization to recreate the aqir empire style."
Each of the three conditions of the dismantler rekindled the anger in the queen's heart, but she did not show it. Obviously, she was waiting for the conditions given by the dismantler. If such harsh requirements are satisfactory In return, it's not impossible to promise...
Exchange and compromise, this is the truth of politics and the development of all things in the world.
"As for what you can get?"
The disassembler moved his bug head, and it whispered:
"Let me think about it, um... Blightcaller mobilizes all forces to help you get rid of the old-fashioned and corrupt Klaxxi Council, and help you stabilize the mantid kingdom."
"One-third of the entire South Sea Islands will be allocated to the mantid as a new country to thrive."
"After becoming an ally of the Blightcaller, any force that attacks and threatens the mantid will receive full support from the Blightcaller...and, when the time is right, we may be able to get a brand new world...a Zerg only Survival world!"
"not enough!"
The Grand Empress rejected these proposals without hesitation, she said:
"I will deal with the corrupt council myself. The powerful mantid can easily occupy an entire continent. Finally... the Blightcaller? What is this thing? We have passed down tens of thousands of years, and the great mantid needs its protection ?"
"And what new world did you say... You don't look like a lunatic, but what you said made me laugh. The fog barrier blocking the mantid has disappeared, and soon, the whole of Azeroth will be Ours, we will rebuild the dark empire of the great master in this world, is there a better world than this?"
"If you are smart enough, descendants of the Yaqi Empire, you should belong to me now. After I return to my kingdom, the rebirth of the Neiyou Zerg will naturally come true. I will even mercifully allow you to participate in the newborn Yaqi Empire In the government affairs of the worm empire...so, kneel down! The last descendant of Naiyou, pledge your allegiance to me!"
The queen's deliberate arrogant response made the dismantler shrug helplessly. The nerubian priest looked at the big queen in front of him like a fool, and it probably guessed that this was a way for Shakesir to bargain. , but the problem is that it is too busy to play this kind of political game with the queen, so it turned around and complained to something that didn't exist behind it:
"Look, I've already said that these guys who are used to being toubobs in the backcountry are not that smart, and they don't have a big picture...I've finished talking with her, It's your turn."
After finishing speaking, the disassembler ignored Shake Hill, it turned around, and continued to conduct its own research, and under Shake Hill's gaze, a night elf German with a thorn staff and wearing a simple battle armor Rui walked out of the darkness slowly.
Staghelmet looked at the great queen in front of him, and the arch druid of the Blightcaller said calmly:
"Then, please come with me, Ms. Shakehill, the great queen. The archdruids of the Blightcaller are waiting for your arrival in the Emerald Holy Land..."
"We have enough time to resolve our differences and then reach a mutually acceptable condition..."
"Of course, you have no right to refuse this invitation! And there is bad news, I want to tell you in advance, Ms. Shakthir, the master of the mantid, that is, the ancient god Y'Shaarj left behind in Pandaria's dark land. The heart was completely destroyed last night... In other words, your so-called belief system has collapsed from the source."
"With all due respect, if you don't think of a way, you, the big empress, will soon have no country and no people to rule."