Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1117 213. Old Hemet must have destroyed the world in his previous life to provoke you in this life-【920】

The city named Astrana is the largest Kaldorei settlement in Kalimdor besides Mount Hyjal, where more than 400,000 elf civilians live.

The city was built on a long and narrow island in the middle of a lake.

At night, the ancient trees around the city and the moonwell in the city are emitting a quiet light, and the moonlight falling from the forest shrouds the sky above the city, filling this huge elf city with a sense of harmony.

It does not have the hustle and bustle of a human city, nor does it have the hustle and bustle of orcs gathering together, but it is indeed another proof of the power of civilization, representing peace and tranquility.

It's a pity that this city and this forest are destined to be restless tonight.

Because a bastard and a bunch of other bastards decided to start a war here.

Bu Laike Shaw has thrown out a declaration of battle, and the Rendehui has responded directly to this.

"B Laike Shaw! Nature-shattering villain, order-disrupting bastard, genocidal killer in league with Hemet Nesingwary! You have escaped nature's wrath for far too long, today!

Just today!

The wrath of nature has come!

lay down your weapon!

repent! "

Before Bu Laike could fully appreciate the elegant beauty of Astrana, a roar sounded above the forest corridor.

A bandit who looked like a robber appeared on the stage. Following the righteous scolding of the leader of the Benevolent Society, Isolarius, a "judgment group" of more than four arch druids and thirty high-ranking druids descended from the sky.

Some of them maintain the form of elves, some have turned into giant bears or cheetahs, some are calling treants to help in the battle, and there are three naive "big goo" in the crowd.

Uh, that's the moonlight moonkin form that is closest to the caster in the transformation magic of the druids.

The Moonkin, known as the "Beast of the Moon God", are very strange creatures. They have a bird-like body but are fat, they have wings as short as arms but cannot fly, and they have an owl-like face but antlers.

Wearing thick fur, walking in human form.

Because of being too fat, there is always a naive and naive feeling when walking.

The elves regard it as the moon god's pet, not only because they are cute.

Also because the moonkins are born with the ability to use natural magic, as wild beasts blessed by the moon god Elune, some old moonbeasts can even use simple moon god spells.

The druids learned from such magical beasts, and also got the moonkin form enhanced by spellcasting, but not all druids would choose the moonkin form.

Only those druids who believe in the way of nature and also respect and believe in the moon god Elune will use the moonkin form as their main fighting stance.

After all, one can tell from the naive and fat posture of owlbeasts that these guys are completely bad at melee combat. They sacrificed their sharp claws and wildness for the ability to cast spells.

It is a special form that requires the assistance of other melee companions to exert the most destructive power.

Bu Laike really didn't know before that there were owl beast druids in the Rende Society, which made him feel that these guys in front of him were a bit tricky.

Once the owl beast druids teamed up to release the forbidden magic spell, he would really be beaten up by these druids who swarmed up.

The herd formed by the Rende Society surrounded the pirates and orcs almost instantly.

They act swiftly and quickly. This forest is full of natural energy. This is their home field, and they have an advantage in numbers. It is absolutely impossible to lose!

"Catch it!"

Isolarius, who was leaning on the wild staff of nature, stared at Bu Laike who was riding on the hell horse, and he shouted vigorously:

"Your surrender will prevent a brutal battle, Bu Laike Shaw! Look around you, you stand no chance!

We won't abuse you, that's not the way druids do, but after we get damned Hemet Nesingwary, I'll lock you up with your villainous friends.

In this way, during the long millennium imprisonment, you can at least persuade each other and share your confession to nature! "

"First of all, my relationship with old Hemet is not that good yet!"

Facing the persuasion, the stinky pirate shook his finger and corrected Isolarius' wrong statement, then stretched out his second finger and said:

"Secondly, such a small number of people is not enough to make me surrender! I mean, even if you can't find Malfurion Stormrage, at least call Fandral Buckhelm to give you a scene.

Finally, I don't see Omulon the Skyspeaker among you

This is good.

It seems that there are still calm people in the Cenarion Order. "

While the pirates and the druids were confronting each other, Grom Hellscream rode on the war wolf and let out a blood howl with a swish. He didn't intend to help the stinky pirates.

He just wanted to kill a few people to have fun.

But it was stopped by Boo Rocks.

Led by the old orc, the orcs distanced themselves from Laike, and Kane, who wanted to help, was dragged away by the wise bull Hamuul.

Stinky Pirates don't need help at all.

Just look at the sinister smile on his face, and the bad behavior he continued to provoke the druids when he was surrounded.

He thinks he can win!

"You sent your 'goodwill' to me, but I crushed it, what should you do in the face of a villain like me?

Come on, everyone, let's play. "

The stinky pirate rode on his hell horse and taunted the surrounding druids:

"I am here, the destroyer of nature in your eyes, the trampler of order is here, come and catch me, look, I don't have a weapon in my hand, so you don't have to be afraid.

Come, come closer, come closer.

right.

That's it! "

Under the stunned gaze of Hisaly Crow, the pirate seemed to accept his fate, without struggling at all, and even let the vines called by the druids wrap him and imprison him in place.

A group of druids roared and rushed towards the surrounded Laike, and Archdruid Isolarius was even more delighted to issue a declaration of victory on the spot.

But when they entered within ten yards of the pirate, the magic seal pinched on the left hand of the imprisoned stinky pirate burst out suddenly.

"boom"

Amidst the earth-shattering noise, a large-scale air blast was thrown out by Laike.

The special skill from Archimonde the polluter showed almost brutal destructive power at this moment.

In the weird smile of Grom Hellscream watching from behind, the vines restraining the stinky pirates were instantly torn apart, and the sawdust flew everywhere, and all the druids around were dancing and being blown by the air blast for a moment. Throw into the sky.

This air blast without any damage abandons its destructive power, and puts all its power on pushing and flying, making its magical nature almost impossible to exempt.

A large group of raging leopards and tree people were thrown into the sky, they danced and danced, and the most funny thing was the big goo, they tried their best to wave their arms in the air, so that the short wings would bring the airflow to support them so that they would not fall .

This is also a skill.

The natural magic called "flapping wings"

Don't laugh, don't think it's circus-like, but it works.

However, these guys who were thrown into the sky were druids, and a simple fall would not hurt them. After being thrown into the sky, the druids reacted one after another and turned into flying storm crows.

The problem is, Laike has always been good at combos.

The moment the air blast took effect, a large-scale Shadow Fury smashed into the sky, and with the sound of snapping fingers, it summoned a dark purple cloth Laike's hand meteorite.

"Get away!"

The three Gugu druids flapping their wings in the air roared, and together they summoned the moonfire of divine magic to fall, smashing the strange purple meteorite in the air.

The three spells thrown by Braike seemed not enough to seriously injure the prepared druids, but the moment the meteorite was crushed by several druids with moonfire in the air, the pirates blinked .

He saw what he wanted to see.

The inflicted Beacon of Sin shone on the druids of the Rende Society, each of which was many times larger than the Beacon of Sin of the stupid Fenner.

In the eyes of the pirates, the sky at this moment was shrouded in blood-red mist.

"I'm not the one who should be judged tonight, look at you sinful souls, lured by a little fool, and foolishly sent to your door.

If I didn't know that my pet hates me, I would almost think that she is deliberately cooperating with me to dig holes for you.

It turns out.

She's just too dumb, so.

Self-defeating. "

With a disdainful tone, Bu Laike squeezed out another seal of the air blast technique, the sin marker has already taken effect, and the crimes on them are too terrible, even comparable to those heinous scum.

That is no longer a pain that a normal soul can bear.

Judging from the scale of the sin beacon, as long as the pirates attack again, these guys will die instantly because of the release of sin.

The pirate glanced at the dull-eyed black-feathered falcon on his arm, and said softly:

"My little ones, keep an eye on them, I'll beat them up or kill them by accident, but that's what happens when you try to play with dark wisdom.

There is hatred in your heart for me, which is a bad emotion that is not worthy of praise, and it is not a beautiful sin.

You have not discovered this deadly threat.

Every action you take out of hate only makes you more like me. This makes me wonder, didn't your parents teach you to stay away from bad guys when you were a child? "

"don't want!"

Miss Black Crow was startled.

Although she didn't know how Boo Laike planned to harvest the lives of so many druids at once, she undoubtedly believed Boo Laike's threat.

She didn't want to bet that the stinky pirate couldn't do such a horrible thing, her reason told her that Bo Laike was fully capable of killing what he claimed.

She transformed into an elf form and grabbed Laike's wrist, which was about to release magic, and begged:

"I just think."

"Are you kidding me?"

Boo Laike interrupted her, blinking and saying:

"Before something bad turned into despair, everyone thought it was just a joke, but unfortunately, I took it seriously, so."

"B Laike, leader of the pack. Captain! Don't!"

Miss Black Crow's elder sister Fu Ruxin changed her name sincerely, making the pirate's murderous eyes soften in an instant.

That's what he wanted to hear.

As for the lives of these bastards in front of him, he didn't care at all.

Anyway, with Rendehui's "perverse actions", sooner or later these guys will get into other troubles and get killed, it's only a matter of time.

Ding!

The Scrap Pirate released [Taming Technique] on Thisalie Crow.

He scattered the seal of the next deadly air blast, and let the druids who had been wounded by the Beacon of Sin fall from the sky. He patted Miss Black Crow's short hair, and said in a comfortable tone:

"That's good. Okay, it's just a joke. I overreacted and scared you. Don't cry. I just really want to teach you something.

I really don't want to bully you, in fact I'm not angry at all about your tricks.

Look, I'm still laughing. "

Bu Laike took out a handkerchief and threw it to the weeping elf girl covering her face.

I don't know what went wrong, but since the relationship between the two parties was made clear, Italie Crow seemed to have suddenly become a crybaby.

"You! What did you do to us?"

Bu Laike didn't hurt the druids of the Rende Society, but they were in very, very bad shape at this time.

The curse of sin condensed has been imposed on these guys. Before they really realize their sins and choose to pay, every echo of wrong ideas in their minds will bring them both physical and mental pain.

The most desperate thing is that the curse of sin released by the stinky pirates is not fatal.

But the pain it causes is eternal.

Lian Bu Laike couldn't dispel it himself.

Its destructive power only depends on how serious these cursed guys are to confession and atonement.

For a group of extreme bastards who believe they have the truth, this is simply "the ultimate torture king", and it can only be said to be evil magic from Revendreth.

It was born to torture.

"You shouldn't ask me what I did to you."

Bo Laike looked at a group of Nintoku druids who were tortured by sin and couldn't even stand up. The effect of these guys' curses was the best he had ever seen.

He shook his head, mounted his hell horse again, and said condescendingly to the Archdruid Isolarius, who was propped up with a staff and swayed to keep himself from falling down:

"You should be asking the right questions, like, what does natural will think about the fact that you're doing something wrong in its name.

Take it easy, friends.

This curse is not fatal, as long as you can bear the pain, you can still continue to enjoy eternal life.

You can confess to the will of nature and that will make you feel much better and get you back on track with nature's way. Or, you can endure the pain from the bottom of your heart and continue on your path of 'discipline'.

I firmly believe that pain can sharpen the will, and perhaps you will get a steel-like soul. "

The stinky pirate pulled up the rein and patted Isolarius' trembling shoulder amidst the fire-breathing neighing of the Hell's steed.

whispered:

"But please remember, this magic was not born for killing, its only purpose is to make sinners realize their mistakes.

The more stubborn the guy, the stronger the effect of this magic.

Like you, every time you do something bad in the name of nature, your heart will be hit hard! The crazier and more persistent you are, the deeper and stronger your pain will be.

It will come to you like a ghost at midnight of every confession, and have long tormenting talks with you.

I'd love to see if you were tortured to death by your own horrific sin first, or if a hopeless creature like you could be led back.

Well, old Hemet will be glad to hear that, and maybe he'll make me another pair of boots himself to say thanks.

Do you have anything to say? "

Faced with the pirate's question, Isolarius gritted his teeth in pain and said hoarsely:

"If the curse is as miraculous as you say it is, give it to Hemet Nesingwary! If the butcher who will never wake up is willing to atone, I..."

"understood."

Before the archdruid finished speaking, the pirate snapped his fingers and said cheerfully:

"Let's just talk about it."

Seeing him walk away, Arch Druid Isolarius' eyes widened.

Hey, I haven't finished talking yet, what do you understand?

You bastard!

Let me finish!

Although I don't know how you understand this sentence, it definitely doesn't mean what I want to say. Bastard!

(end of this chapter)