Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1060 156. The stinky pirates will never surrender until the Burning Legion sheds its last drop of blood! - plus more [45]

The smelly pirate is completely unaware of what's going on outside, he was swallowed by the evil magic of the old gods before he started the battle.

But the pirates can basically guess that C'Thun has already started a war with Odin and the temporary henchmen of the Lord of War.

It is estimated that the fight was quite intense.

This can be seen from C'Thun's twitching stomach.

Those twisted and weird flesh and blood kept tightening and relaxing, secreting strange green gastric juices that flowed along the inside of the stomach sac, forming a super corrosive liquid under Laike's feet.

It is self-evident what the hateful Old God is up to.

Bo Laike felt like an overnight meal that was about to be digested, and within two minutes of being in this disgusting place, he felt his whole body stink.

You can't breathe here, because it's poisonous, and you can't stay. Just a moment of contact, the battle armor blessed by the Moon God has been corroded with an ugly layer of rust.

The pirate stuck the Wolf's Edge on the hole in the stomach wall of the Old God, and squatted on it in an unlovable posture, looking at the rising green liquid below.

It's like a small lake is at high tide.

With the current speed of gastric juice floating up, the pirate would have a few minutes at most before he would be digested by this thing that could corrode almost anything.

"It's unlucky, I really should pay respects to Ms. Elune when I go out today."

Bo Laike looked up at the sealed flesh above his head, and tried to pray to Lady Elune with a mentality of mending the past.

Of course there was no response.

Now he feels more and more that the attention of the awesome Luna on his body is almost useless except to give a sense of presence in front of Elune disciples.

When you're in trouble, don't expect Lady Elune to help you.

Even thinking about it with a dark heart, maybe Ms. Elune is laughing out loud at the picture of her struggling to survive, just like her happy mood when she sees other people's misfortune.

Just now, he had tried all means to leave here, but all ended in failure.

Whether it is the Devil's Gate, or Blink, or the Shadow Gate that he just learned, they can't take him out of here.

C'Thun's stomach sac is like a separate closed plane, where the laws of external space are completely invalid.

He also tried to attack, but the two swords of Salamani were left outside, and he stabbed sharply with the wolf's edge, but only opened a small crack and hole in C'Thun's stomach pouch.

If it wasn't for being stuck by the head of the wolf, the scar would probably heal soon.

C'Thun could feel the pain when the finger of death of the Defiler Fragment was activated, but the more the Old God hurt, the more digestive juice would be secreted from the stomach.

After several attempts, Bu Laike decisively put away this method of suicide.

If he tried again, he didn't know if Ke'suen was dead or not, but he was definitely dead.

Uh, no!

He will not die, and there is also the special effect of the Cloth of Destiny with the legendary power, which can teleport himself away when he is about to die, but he has worked so hard to come to C'Thun, not for a shameful defeat of.

Bo Laike is not the kind of person who will bow to life.

And after he was convinced that he had a high probability of surviving, the pirate didn't care. He gritted his teeth and wanted C'Thun to pay for his embarrassment.

The stinky pirate stood on the butt of Wolf's Edge and began to use magic to bombard here, throwing two void cataclysms to hit the flesh and blood of the ancient god.

The violent impact shook Ke'sun's stomach.

A few purple meteors from the void were summoned, blasting at the top of the stomach of the ancient god, tearing apart the fallen flesh and sprinkling more corrosive liquid, just like a burst of acid rain.

The pirates realized that things were getting worse.

The huge and tough body of the Old God is its invincible defense. With the destructive power of pirates, it is difficult to penetrate C'Thun's tough stomach in a short time.

It's a race against time, and it's not a good idea to go into a bestial rampage here.

So soon, Laike decided to find another way.

The irritated stinky pirate opened a gap in the Luna battle helmet, picked up the dwarf pipe, and after taking a deep breath of smoke, he looked at the green slime that was about to spread to his feet, and began to prepare to cast a spell.

"Look, you're dying, you can't live in a situation like this.

Why don't you quickly release me back to the Twisting Nether, if possible, I can reverse summon your soul to my territory after your tragic death. "

Bu Laike's heart demon Meng Faithtoss saw that the pirates were likely to be sent, so he quickly made a plan and said:

"Although you know that you went to my place, I will definitely 'entertain' you well, but considering the current situation, even if you suffer in the form of a soul for thousands of years in the future, it is much better than dying aggrieved by the hands of the ancient gods ?

You really pissed off C'Thun.

It is holding back its strength to kill you, and dragging you to hell with it. "

"you shut up!"

The stinky pirate drew a demon summoning circle in front of him, and said:

"You know how bad I am, Men Faith.

Even if a guy like me is going to die, he won't show mercy and send you home before he dies. Before I hang up, I will throw you down to give Ke'suen a 'taste'.

What's more, I may not necessarily die.

But if you don't want to hang up so aggrieved, stop talking nonsense and give me a coordinate!

quick! "

"What coordinates?"

Meng Faith did not dare to provoke any more.

It knows that the bastard, Bo Laike, must be able to talk and do it.

Although I, as the king of fear, will not die in the material world, but who knows if the stinky pirate has any weird ways to completely kill it here?

Seeing that Bu Laike wanted to save himself, he asked a question.

"The coordinates of the demon world under Archimonde."

Bu Laike took out the Enlightener's Mark with his backhand, and buckled it together with the Defiler Fragment. These two treasures belonging to Archimonde immediately resonated with it when they approached the difficultly opened demon portal.

The Stinky Pirate waved the thing like he was fishing, and he said:

"Isn't Ke'thun hungry? I'll get some ferocious demons for it to eat, and see if it digests faster or I summon it faster!"

"You are absolutely insane."

Meng Faith screamed:

"This is in the body of the ancient god, the space is blocked, you can't summon demons! And no demon with a normal mind will drill into this abnormal place."

"No, it just restricted me from leaving."

Bu Laike glanced at the twisted and sealed stomach tube on top of his head. It was curled up like a big chrysanthemum, and its shape was full of ironic malice from C'Thun and this cruel world.

The stinky pirate looked at the revolving demon door in front of him again, and said:

"C'Thun doesn't refuse to send the dead into its stomach, who would refuse food to jump into its stomach? It's just a one-way restriction, etc. I suddenly have a great idea."

Bu Laike's eyes lit up.

He quickly took out all kinds of garbage dumps from his luggage and held them in his hands, calling old Gani's name.

But the God of Garbage Guys also seems to know the evil thoughts of the stinky pirates. He actually resisted the temptation of the trash, but didn't show up, and the pirates scolded their mothers in anger.

In desperation, Braike gritted his teeth and threw Hemet's trap boots into the rising gastric juice of the ancient gods below, and fished them out a second later, making this handsome and easy-to-use legendary boots into a piece Broken garbage.

Holding the boot in his hand, he said in a drawn out voice:

"Stinky Gani, I know you can see it. If you don't come, I'll 'dedicate' this precious piece of garbage to C'Thun. Come out! Bastard, I'm waiting for your help."

"boom"

Old Ghani's loa avatar appeared in the exploding smoke, caught the tattered boots in Bo Laike's hand, and turned around to run, but was grabbed by the neck by the pirates.

"Well, you old Garni, you want to run away after taking my things! Aren't we friends?"

"You're a friend, that's why I've been paying attention to you."

The avatar of old Garni yelled:

"But you're screwed!

I have never heard of anyone who was eaten by the Old Gods and survived, and those loacos who were captured by the villain guardians in Odile are much more powerful than you, and I have never seen them survive

Ahem, you didn't hear anything just now!

For the sake of our being friends, after you are digested by the Old Gods, I will take away all the garbage on your body, and take your bones along the way, and help you find a good place to bury in the Voldun Desert .

You let me go!

Hell, C'Thun's stomach juice is about to overflow, I can't stand this horrible thing, what happened to you hurts, but I will pray for you, friend.

Now, let me go, will you?

I can't take you out, C'Thun has blocked this place. "

"Let me bring the others in!"

Boo Laike said to Garney Sr.:

"You can't take my boots for nothing! They are my favorite boots, you hurry to find Sakir and bring him or his head in, quick!

I'm going to hang up later. "

"You are such a villain!"

Old Garni gave the stinky pirate a disdainful look, and put the tattered boots on his paws on the spot, which made its shape even worse, and it disappeared before Bo Laike with a whoosh, shaking its head and tail.

The next ten seconds seemed like years.

If it wasn't for Bo Laike's determination that he would not die, he would have prayed to His Majesty the Moon God to become her faithful believer so that His Majesty Elune would appear.

Stimulated by sufficient materials, Old Ghani also decided to take a risk.

When the pirate counted to twenty silently, the fluffy smoke exploded before his eyes.

The old man Sakir, who was wearing a hood and carrying a scythe, was thrown into C'Thun's stomach in a throwing gesture, and the dizzy Sakir immediately realized that this was not a good place.

He danced and tried to grab the Wolf's Edge that was stuck on the flesh and blood, but it was in vain.

The bubbling digestive juice fell downward amidst howling ghosts and howling wolves, but was caught and lifted up by Bu Laike with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"You bastard!"

The old man was very excited and beat Laike with the sinner's spine scythe, and he roared angrily:

"I'm alive, no! I've been dead for 30,000 years! Fighting and destroying all over the stars, I have seen so many people, but none of them can be as shameless and evil as you!

Look at your bad idea!

You probably won't die.

But I will!

My skull falls down and it's all over! Are you trying to piss me off? What is wrong with me? Make you hate me so much! "

"What are you in a hurry for?"

Bu Laike stretched out his hand to resist the scythe scythe of the exasperated old Sa'kiel, and he yelled:

"I just need your skull, it's not my fault that old Garney didn't figure it out, it's just a mindless beast, and it's not his fault.

Look at the situation now, my dear old man, now is the time to show your strength.

My inner demon just told me the space coordinates of a demon world under Archimonde, all we have to do now is to summon those demons and let them fill the pit!

Anyway, I'm going to fight the demon war soon, so it wouldn't be a bad thing to use C'Thun's hand to help me eliminate some hateful demons.

quick!

Take your breath to the Twisting Nether through the summoning circle in front of you, and attract those Archimonde's henchmen! Before the demons of the Burning Legion die, I, Brave Demon Hunter Bu Laike Shaw!

I will never surrender! "

"The Legion has messed with you, a brute, and it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes!"

Sakir snorted, he looked around,

The current situation is indeed not very optimistic, C'Thun's gastric juice has already occupied two-thirds of the entire gastric sac, and the range left for Bu Laike and him to dodge is getting smaller and smaller.

After three minutes at the most, they're finished.

The old man had no time to think.

He put his hands on both sides of his skull, and took off his burning head with a click. Like a headless horseman, he stuffed his skull into the rotating demon portal in front of him.

Soon, the breath of Sakir's skull spread in the opposite demon world. Thanks to the "good" master-student relationship between Sakir and Archimonde, the demon lord loyal to Archimonde They immediately caught the breath.

A huge abyss lord roared in response to the demon's summoning breath. It was going to the material world to take back the treasures of the army!

Polluters will reward it for it.

Ha ha ha ha

"Stupid treasure robbers, you took what didn't belong to you"

"plop"

The abyss lord who came through the twisting void hadn't finished laughing before he felt his feet stepped on the air. Under the pitiful gaze of Bu Laike, this big crimson man danced and fell into C'Thun's gastric juice.

It was like an animal bone tumbling up and down in a pool of sulfuric acid, and sank after a few thumps.

The Stomach Acid of the Old God is indeed the most poisonous thing in the entire group of stars. Even the demon lord with rough skin and thick flesh can't bear the poisonous corrosion.

However, the demon lords of the Burning Legion are obviously very staunch. When they realized that they could not survive, the abyss lords decisively chose to self-destruct.

The terrifying fel energy storm rolled and collided in C'Thun's stomach, making the body of the Old God twitch.

Bu Laike's eyes lit up, and he hypocritically drew a holy light gesture on his chest, and said to Sakir:

"Quick, next one!"

"wait"

Meng Faith suddenly interjected:

"I also know a coordinate, which is a Nathrezim lord that I hate very much. It has been coveting my position as the third lord, so..."

"Then what are you waiting for? Say it!"

At the same time, C'Thun, who was fighting Odin in his sealed ground, suddenly twitched his body and belched full of evil energy. The stench escaped from each of its tentacles, forming a The highly toxic smoke echoed.

Ke'thun, who was beaten badly by Odin and his henchmen, shivered.

The ancient god suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Did it realize that it seemed a little risky to swallow Laike Shaw, a stinky pirate cloth covered in poison before going into battle?

What on earth is this uneasy bastard doing in his stomach?

(end of this chapter)