Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1005 101. You have also been strengthened, uh, you don’t have to send it—add more for the end of the New Year holiday【710】

The pirates never thought of relying on the shield maidens to penetrate the entire Zul'Farrak. This is not a question of whether it can be done, but a simple question of efficiency.

There were only thirty shield girls. Even if His Royal Highness Little Xingxing and her personal guards came to help, facing a city where hundreds of thousands of Sandfury trolls lived, the difference in the number was a bit too exaggerated.

The shield girls have broken their hands, and they don't want to take this city today.

Therefore, the pirate's goal has always been clear, relying on key raids to paralyze the high-level Sandfury trolls, kill all the chiefs and warlords, and then support a group of Sandfury fringe people headed by the water accountant Veresa.

Finally, Bwonsamdi, who had lost the Hades, was pushed to the position of the Sandfury troll's new belief.

In this way, the things to be done in this city will be done. As for what the Sandfury troll can develop into in the future, it has nothing to do with the stinky pirates.

In order to do this, Bu Laike mobilized a group of the strongest combat forces under his command.

Fenner was sent to deal with the Sandfury troll warlord Antu'sul, while Zul'Farrak's strongest spellcaster, Zul'Farrak's strongest spellcaster, Sandwalker Sur, was dealt with by the old man Thakir.

The shadow priest Sethus, who was in charge of punishment, was handed over to Sera Moonguard, and the remaining chieftain Ukez Shadin and his advisor Luluz were dealt with by Bu Laike himself.

The arrangement was originally flawless.

It wasn't until the pirate had a whim and suddenly wanted to do some advanced mind balls that he realized that his arrangement was too scattered.

Even Bu Laike couldn't run back and forth in four places so quickly. The city of Zul'Farrak was too big, and he could only be forced to make a choice.

Fortunately, thanks to the generosity of Emperor Denathrius, Bu Laike finally no longer has to run on his legs.

"hum"

The blood-red energy swirls like a small tornado blowing.

The ominous blood surged into a dark door, making the old man Sakir, who was strangling the sandwalker Sur's neck and trying to lift the troll caster, make a surprised sound.

What kind of strange teleportation magic is this?

He had never seen such a thing that could penetrate the fel energy barrier he had set up so easily without destroying the barrier. But after seeing the figure of Bu Laike appearing from the bloody Shadow Gate, all surprises and suspicions became normal.

whispering sound.

It turned out to be a smelly pirate.

Then it shouldn't be surprising that he did anything out of the ordinary.

"Master, do you think my teleportation is handsome?"

Bu Laike waved away the "blood light special effect" attached to the Shadow Gate, and he was still holding the head of the Sandfury troll Great Chief Ukez Sanding with the Mohawk head in his hand.

Of course, this is only due to the habit of "skull collectors". The heart energy of the Sandfur Warchief had already been absorbed at the moment of death, and it would be beating in the heart of Braike's left hand.

A mass of dark green warrior's aura is completely different from the lowest level gray-white aura.

"What's your name, uncle? Call me a tutor!"

Sakir hates the name Bu Laike.

He pinched Sandwalker Sur, who was almost suffocated and unconscious after being hit by the "Hand of Legion" in the front, and quickly noticed the green ball of light in Bu Laike's palm.

The skull kept opening and closing its mouth, cursing:

"What evil tricks have you learned, an evil apprentice? Come and show me, it seems very interesting."

"It's a wonderful thing, but it's a pity you can't learn it, sir."

Bo Laike waved the dark green ball of light and disappeared into his palm like magic. Now he urgently needs to return to the ship and use the method taught by Bwonsamdi to make a container of anima.

Otherwise, these drawn skills will dissipate quickly.

"Come on, give him to me, and I'll give you a live performance."

The pirate pointed to the dying Sandwalker Sur, who had been beaten by Sakir. The latter snorted and threw the muddy Sandwalker at Bu Laike's feet.

Sakir's current draenei body is tall and burly. In terms of body size alone, it is no longer shorter than Kane's tauren, but his body is more well-proportioned.

And the recurved hoof feet under his robe are somewhat inconsistent.

But that's the way the draenei are.

Not only do they have horns on their heads, they also have tails behind them.

Especially the female draenei, not only have exquisite features, petite body, each has a pair of long legs and a small waist, and when they walk, their small tails wag. Keke.

In short, don't have a exotic style.

But now is not the time to fantasize about the hoof girl, Bo Laike glanced at Sur, the sand crawler limp under his feet.

This old troll is not ordinary.

According to Veresa, the water accountant, Sur has seized the absolute power of the Sandu clan by relying on his manipulation of the desert, and even Chief Ukez has to act according to his face.

The evil method of killing the Sandfury Holy Beast Gazrella to create the Godly Warrior was also proposed by this old guy.

All in all a big bastard.

But considering that Sur made such a choice to strengthen the combat power of the Sandfury clan, he should really have the idea of ​​wanting Sandfury to rise again.

It's normal for old men to be reluctant to let go of their past glory.

"Legendary shaman, and the professional power of a spellcaster, I didn't realize that you are still an all-rounder."

The stinky pirate squatted down and held the weak neck of the sandwalker with both hands. This legendary troll shaman who could manipulate the power of the wild sand moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Maybe it was begging for mercy, maybe it was scolding.

But Bo Laike didn't care anymore.

In the way he was hit by Thalkiel's fel magic, even if Laike spared his life, he couldn't survive tonight under the flames of fel burning his guts and soul.

Compared with this long and terrible torture, it is better to give him a happy one now.

"click"

With a crisp sound, all the anger and pain in Sandwalker's cloudy eyes dissipated at this moment, and the familiar scorching power surged up along the stinky pirate's arms.

He can cast these anima as experience on his Warden class, but he can also recreate them in newfound ways.

Under the curious gaze of Sakir's flaming skull, balls of azure light appeared in the palms of Bu Laike's constantly kneading hands.

This process is amazing, like magic.

But the well-informed old man Sakir can be sure that the blue light ball definitely does not belong to any power he has seen and recognized, and it is not even a manifestation of the six original forces.

If I have to say it, judging from the evil way it was born, it should have something to do with the power of death, and it's all about making a fuss about dead things.

"cool!"

Ten seconds later, the pirate stood up, looked at the blue light ball in his hand, whistled and said to Sakir:

"This is the first Azure Aura I found. Such a sophisticated skill is rare in the world, but unfortunately I can't use it myself. I don't know much about the way of elements.

Do you want to try this power? "

"If I've learned anything from my time with you, it's that anything you put out is highly toxic."

Sakir shook his head, but quickly showed his thirst for knowledge. He stared at the blue light ball in the pirate's hand and said:

"But if you want to show me this kind of miracle, I don't mind experiencing it myself, but let me tell you in advance that if my body is damaged by you, then you will be responsible for finding me a better one."

"Are you tired of playing with the toy you just got? It's not a good habit to pick and choose, old man."

The smelly pirate snorted, tossed the blue light ball up and down in his hand, and said:

"Don't worry, it won't break."

In the ears of the pirates, old Bwonsamdi turned into a dedicated mentor and said in a sour tone:

"This anima ball has reached excellent quality, which means that it has entered the realm of a master in the pursuit of a certain power. Even in the shadow world, such an excellent anima is very rare.

It's a pity that I don't have an anima container in my hand, otherwise if you give it to me, I can create a powerful priest in an instant. Be careful the first time you use fine anima though.

The stronger the heart energy, the stronger the oppression on the host.

Without the assistance of a magic item with an anima socket, receiving the power of anima with a flesh and blood body will affect his body and soul at the same time.

After all, this is the perception of power from another strong man, and it is not so easy to digest.

It’s better if it’s temporarily strengthened, but if you choose to accept it permanently, the crazy soul in front of you must be prepared to not be able to accept the second anima for a long time.

It takes time to understand and control unfamiliar power, and it may even affect one's original power understanding.

In other words, you can give it, but your servants must also bear it. What happens when you put a mountain on top of a child, I don't think I need to explain.

Unless your original purpose is to kill someone.

Speaking of which, this kind of death is very rare and very humorous, when you really plan to do it, don't forget to ask me to watch it.

I also want to know how miserable the death of the guy who is supported by the heart can be, maybe it can bring me some inspiration for punishment. "

"Well, I understand, when I really want to use this method to punish someone, I will definitely call you, but don't forget to prepare the ticket money in advance.

You can pay with anything, I don't choose. "

Bu Laike nodded. He looked at Uncle Sakir in front of him, raised the blue light ball in his hand, and said:

"This thing is called anima, and it belongs to the knowledge of the dead. It can transform the power of the enemy into your own. Sounds great, right? I can already see the fire of your soul beating.

But before using it, I have to tell you that it has two effective modes.

Temporary enhancement will allow you to instantly gain the power of Sandwalker Sur to manipulate quicksand, you don't even need to understand the principle, just use it and you're done. Such a mass of heart energy can last for three days before dissipating.

But if you accept it permanently, you have to learn to master it slowly, and it will cause a lot of pressure on you.

Which one do you choose? "

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who lacks strength?"

Sakir snorted, feeling that Bu Laike was underestimating him, he waved his hand to guide a cloud of dark green evil fire around his fingertips, and said:

"I'm not keen on destructive power, and I'm not a restless young man who longs to be strong overnight, I would like to try to understand the nature of this new power you mentioned.

After all, I am also a researcher.

come on.

Let me see if it is as amazing as you say. "

"You chose this by yourself. I declare in advance that it is also my first time doing this job, so I bear the risk by myself."

Bu Laike first issued a "disclaimer", and then pushed the blue heart in his hand to Sakir's heart little by little.

The streamer no longer covered him in an explosive manner, but was carefully sent into Sakir's body by the pirates like ink melting into water. The moment the light of anima came into contact with the suffering soul of the old man, the enlightener's body twitched.

Although there is not much expression on the skeleton's face, but from the evil laugh of old Bwonsamdi, Bo Laike can also guess that this process must be painful.

However, pure pain is just a little "colorful adjustment" in life for the old man Sakir who was made into a skull magic weapon and endured the disaster for 30,000 years.

Every sway of pain reminded him of the humiliation of the past thirty thousand years, fueling his anger and pushing him to swing the sword of revenge on his former apprentice.

He is afraid of many things, but he is not afraid of pain alone.

The stinky pirate, as if doing an experiment, took out his own notebook, carefully observed the operation of Sakir's magic power, and recorded the situation bestowed by the heart this time.

After a few minutes, the old man let out a puzzled snort.

Under Bu Laike's gaze, he raised his finger and turned slightly in front of him. The yellow quicksand flying all over the high ground platform quickly formed a small quicksand vortex during his rotation.

This power is too bad.

It's not a little bit different from the power of the Sandwalker Suer who can instantly create a large expanse of quicksand to drown the opponent when he casts a spell with all his strength.

But Sakir, a summoner who specializes in fel magic, can master the knowledge of manipulating quicksand within a few minutes, which has proved the power of the heart.

Especially in the detection technique thrown by Braike, Sazier's occupation is also changing. In addition to the legendary occupation of the warlock branch called "Demon Tyrant", he has an additional occupation of "Sandwalker Apprentice" .

Judging by the name, it should be a branch of the shaman power in the power of the earth.

This thing can actually generate a job out of thin air?

The pirate blinked.

He felt that he had opened the door to a new world, and was eager to try it for a while. Well, he thought that he would never have a chance with a handsome sword master in his life.

But now, maybe I can save myself.

Or, go to Samuro now, kill him and extract the heart of the Sword Master to obtain the inheritance of power?

But soon, old Bwonsamdi poured cold water on him.

"Don't think about it. It's not like no one has tried your bold idea before. It's just that their fate is not very good. The path of power that a mortal can walk is limited.

A new path that relies on anima generation doesn't necessarily make you stronger, it can also distract you.

Don't do it!

Unless you can find epic or even legendary anima, it is worth taking risks, but with all due respect, old Bwonsamdi has been the god of death for so many years, and he has never seen a few such high-level anima.

Besides, your set of Luna armor and the seal in your hand both have anima slots, and you don't need to work as hard to integrate power as they do.

You are one lucky guy. Can you teach me how to get as lucky as you? Old Bwonsamdi is also eager to change his luck. "

"It's very simple."

The stinky pirate shrugged, took out the sacred emblem of the month from his arms, and said:

"Ms. Elune's beliefs, let me know?"

(end of this chapter)