Xal'atath's outfit tonight was indeed exaggerated, just like the way she appeared on the stage.

The noble ancient lord is sitting on a dark and uniquely beautiful dark fire eagle that flies across the sea and the sky of Suramar, and descends from the sky in the coolest way when the night comes.

Although he had his own body, Xal'atath did not give up the bad habit of "collecting clothes" that he had developed before.

Not only did she have Rukhmar's super gorgeous "dress", she also got a red dragon "battle helmet" and a green dragon "long dress" during this time in Northrend.

It must be said that this evil hobby perfectly matches Xal'atath's evil identity, making anyone who sees her exaggerated wardrobe unable to help but call her an expert.

Our young lady, the Ancient Venerable, gracefully stepped down from the wings of Rukhmar's fire eagle that landed on the ground. Today she was wearing an evening gown woven with magical vision by the best tailors of the Nerubian Neiyou.

The skirts on both sides of the skirt were open to the top of the thighs, and a hint of purple silk underwear could be vaguely seen while walking. The collar was opened very low on the upper body, which was worn by the crypt lords hunting the Northern Snowman.

A small fur made of fur, this top-quality fur is draped on Xal'atath's slender arms and swan-like neck.

She exposed her snow-white back, and suspended the golden and exquisite crystal necklaces on her white skin at the front and back, giving her the cold, arrogant elegance of a lady.

She had already set up a particularly tall figure for herself when she was reshaping her flesh and blood, and now the swinging waist while walking on the glass slippers was enough to make all men widen their eyes and make all women frown.

She also had her hair specially done, creating a very mature royal hairstyle, and specially decorated red lips, making her look as confident and noble as the Queen of the Night.

I don’t know what kind of outfit considerations were taken, but she also wore a delicate little bell on the slender ankle of Sataras’s left foot, which made her always emit lightness like a cat when walking.

sound.

It is no exaggeration to say that this outfit, based on Sephiel's accurate description, means that Xal'atath is definitely prepared. Even on Maiev's territory, she is not willing to show up to the owner of this manor.

Lower your head.

Compared to Xal'atath, who was full of aura and full of provocation, Maiev's dress tonight was simple. She only wore a set of moon-white priest robes without any jewelry or makeup.

Her long white hair hangs casually on her shoulders, and she looks no different from a house elf.

But the attentive Blake had already noticed.

Maiev wears two rings on the fingers of her right hand, one is a large jewelry diamond ring made of the best draenei crystal, which was a gift given to her by the smelly pirates in Draenor.

The other one shines with blood-colored light, full of the dual temperament of magnificence and decadence.

That is Black's "Seal of the Pain King", which was put on Maiev's finger by a pirate in the Nazmir Jungle.

Compared to Xal'atath's "heavy armor", Maiev, who seemed to have anticipated all this, chose to fight tit for tat. Although there were only two rings to support the scene, when Maiev raised her fingers to move her long hair, the shining ring

Xal'atath, who was still angry, gritted his teeth.

The invisible conflict between the two women also made Blake feel a chill behind his back.

He suddenly realized that he might have underestimated the situation tonight.

"How about you withdraw first?"

As expected, Sephiel still cared about Captain Stinky, she whispered:

"I'll take care of it. Anyway, Maiev's banquet invites us two, so you don't have to come."

"You've already come, it would be too weak to leave at this time."

The pirate flexed his fingers and said:

"Besides, I want to prevent you from fighting. With the fighting capabilities of Maiev and Xal'atath, if they really want to fight, there's no need for Suramar City.

This is for the peace of a city and a country...

I made a great sacrifice."

After saying that, Blake let out a deep breath, let Sephiel hold his hand, and walked towards the two women in front of him.

As he approached, before he could speak, Xal'atath took Black's other hand first and threw a provocative look at Maiev.

Blake's hands were occupied.

Maiev ah Maiev.

How do you express intimacy? You can't hold the last bulge on his body, right?

Ha ha ha ha.

But before Xal'atath's little trick could take effect, Maiev took a natural step forward. With both of Black's hands occupied, she reached out to hold the pirate's neck like a queen.

, take the initiative to offer a sweet kiss.

In the quiet night on the edge of the city, Maiev's long hair was blown by the wind, and her arms were wrapped around the pirate's neck, making this scene look full of poetry.

"Ah, damn!"

This scene also made the ancient venerable’s hair stand up in anger. He had made a mistake!

Sephiel turned into a person having fun at this moment. She covered her mouth to hide her smile and watched the overt and covert fight between Xalatath and Maiev, but the next moment, the ancient sage noticed Sephiel's fun.

This made Xal'atath furious.

She snorted, took a step back and came behind Blake, hugged the pirate's back from behind in a domineering manner, and broke free of Sephiel's hand.

The first parasaurus, who didn't want to get involved in this matter, was knocked out of the battlefield by the ancient sage's AoE. This made Sephiel, who had originally planned to stay out of the fun, also lost his temper.

If you can't bully Maiev, are you going to bully me?

See what you can do!

The first auxiliary dragon sneered and lightly snapped his fingers.

Time rewind was activated, and the time in this area was set back ten seconds. Blake and her figure appeared strangely at the place where they arrived before, and Maiev also returned to the gate of the manor.

Only Xal'atath stood still like a silly dog, still embracing the air.

This is normal.

Xal'atath is a creature of the void. One of their characteristics is that they are highly resistant to time magic. The ancient gods are even independent of the timeline and do not accept any disturbance of time chaos.

This resulted in the Bronze Dragon Legion being unable to save the world by returning to the beginning of creation to kill the weak Old God.

"Okay! Stop playing!"

With a confused look on his face, Blake looked at the silent but explosive war between the three women. He felt that he had become a foil in this women's war.

This greatly impacted the stinky pirate's manly dignity. He glared at Sephiel fiercely, turned around and jumped onto the magic carriage driven by the little murloc who was watching the show with wide eyes.

He said in an unhappy tone:

"You can eat by yourselves. Call me when you're done."

After saying that, he closed the car door with a bang, and in the midst of scoldings, he asked the little murloc, who didn't have enough fun, to start the carriage and head towards Avasta Port in Suramar City.

The depressed pirate obviously planned to go fishing tonight to relieve his depression.

Alas, having too many confidantes is not a good thing...

Especially when they are both strong and independent women, once contradictions and conflicts occur, the painful consequences will have to be borne by the poor men.

Watching Black leave, Saphiel felt that she might have gone too far. She was a little worried, but the next moment, Maiev shook her head, spread her hands to the two women in front of her, and said:

"The troublesome guy is finally gone. Come on, sisters, enter the manor and let's have a meal together. I have something to talk to you about, and I have something to ask of you."

"Oh, is it about your boring destiny fantasy again?"

Xal'atas crossed his arms and said rudely:

"Blake told me about your worries about the future. You are like a child who has received candy but has no sense of security. You are always worried that the sweet fruit will slip from your hands, and you always want to be prepared for what will happen next.

But in my opinion, this is extremely stupid."

"Yes, Maiev."

Seifer also advised:

"From the perspective of a time traveler, I suggest you not to pay too much attention to the future, especially the bad things that may happen. You should know that Blake has changed the fate of many people.

He will never let you fall into disaster.

Instead of always preparing for the future, maybe you should learn to enjoy the present."

The persuasion of the two women made Maiev silent for a few seconds. Then, the priestess raised her head and looked at the dim moonlight in the sky, and said:

"What you said all makes sense, but even Blake has things he can't do. The longer I stay with him, the more I can feel the clearer destiny.

I can proudly claim that I am the most important person in his life, but this is not a way of showing off.

It’s not that I can’t learn to enjoy the present, but for me, the best time was spent ten thousand years ago. I am grateful for meeting him, and I am extremely grateful for everything I have now.

But I also have a mission that I must bear.

I'm not worried about myself, I'm just worried about him... Come on, sisters, let's talk."

After saying that, Maiev turned around and walked into her ancestral home. Xalatas and Sephiel looked at each other, and the two of them also walked in.

The good news is that tonight's banquet between the three women is not as tense as Blake thought.

The bad news is, he can't be a part of it.

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"What a lousy place! All the fish here are against me."

In Avasta Port late at night, Blake was sitting on a wooden gondola without a boat girl. He held a good fishing rod in his hand but could not catch any fish.
To be continued...