Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1118 214. I always feel that those orcs look at me strangely—Monthly ticket plus more [1020]

"Little master, the sinful magic you use is really eye-opening."

After overcoming the ambushes of the Rende Society, Bo Laike and the tauren and orcs headed into the depths of the forest, where they had seen the Cenarion Cult's teleportation point.

As he advanced there, Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"I just watched the way it takes effect. I have a feeling that it should be your trump card. If it is true as you said, no one can ignore their own sins, then doesn't it mean that it can take effect on any existence?"

"Well, the power of sin is indeed shocking, but where is it as powerful as you said?"

Bu Laike observed the scene in the forest in front of him. He noticed the particularly tall forest guardian standing in front of the druids, and replied in his heart:

"Even in Revenders, the birthplace of sin magic, those accusers of sin have prisoners that they can't deal with at all. If they can crush every soul by squeezing the heart of sin, then what's the use of swallowing the Maw of Everything? ?

Just as hell cannot contain all souls, so calling sin cannot defeat all my enemies.

For the power of sin to be effective, a soul must be guilty, and he or she or it must admit guilt.

This is a very spiritual power.

The most important thing is that since it is energy that can be materialized, it means that different people must have different powers in manipulating it. It is impossible for me to use it against opponents like Archimonde or Odin.

Even if they have an unconcealable sin, that's not something I can materialize.

The weakening, blocking and immunity between different divine powers is a big problem that all offensive powers cannot avoid. "

Having said that, a gleam flashed in the pirate's eyes, and he added:

"But if they are weak enough, I can try it."

"Wait! The gap in absolute strength is too great, so that the ultimate kill cannot take effect, I can understand."

The well-informed Xalatas quickly discovered the problem, and she said suspiciously:

"But what does the little master mean by 'the soul must consider itself guilty'? Could it be that if my will is so strong that I will never consider myself guilty, then even the curse of sin you imposed will not take effect on me?"

"No, it should hurt or it will hurt."

The pirate shook his head and explained:

"It's just that when you don't think you are guilty, the curse of sin will not have any effect on your will, and at that time it will slip to the level of an ordinary curse power.

It's like an incurable disease.

Understand, Xal'atath, that sinful magic was born in the Shadowlands, the realm of the dead.

The power of spiritual power there is far greater than the scope of the material world. When a soul is strong enough, even the ruler of Revendreth, the real incarnation of sin punishment, Denathrius the Great, cannot defeat that soul in person. .

He can easily tear it apart.

But he couldn't make a stubborn guy bow his head and confess his guilt. After all, the definition of sin has always been subjective.

And Maw Abyss is the hell prepared for those hopeless bastards who don't bow their heads to death and don't long for redemption.

The reason for the birth of sin magic is not to kill, it is a means of 'education', the premise of enlightenment is that others should listen, if the other party is as solid as a rock, your enlightenment will be meaningless.

The most important thing is that this set of power must cooperate with the sin monument to exert the greatest destructive power.

Its greatest use is not punishment, not combat, but control, which is a completely unsolvable super control, which is beyond the shackles of life and death. Of course, you have to convince those cunning guys to willingly bear the crime. "

"Well, I see."

Xal'atath let out a playful laugh, and she said:

"Congratulations, little master, the Holy Light Church has fallen into your hands."

"What joy is there in that?"

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"I didn't intend to do anything to them, the devil is coming, and even a bad guy like me knows that backstabbing is bad at a time like this.

how to say.

It's just a 'cautious protection' and I don't want the worst.

Lo and behold, Remulos has found me.

Come on, smile and be kind. "

As he spoke, Laike showed a hypocritical smile, raised his hand and waved to the Son of Nature in front of him, looking familiar, while the huge guardian of the jungle opposite him also smiled.

He is the eldest son of the King of the Forest and brother of Zaetar.

This important figure in the natural camp has already learned everything that happened in Desolace from the Silver Wing Sentinel, and he also talked with his brother who had just been liberated in the dream.

No matter how outsiders comment on Laike, the wave of operations in the Holy Land of Maraudon really allowed the stinky pirates to maximize the reputation of the Cenarius family.

"Father is waiting for you in Moonglade. He is very concerned about the situation in Desolace, and he is ready to discuss the past, present and future with the tauren of the Bloodhoof clan.

I am my father's emissary, and I have come here to lead you to Moonglade. "

When the pirates walked over, the son of demigod stepped forward with four hooves.

His deer hoofs and antlers, as well as long green hair and claws of both hands have crystals like natural energy crystals, and his body is also covered with mysterious magic lines.

This means that Remulos has also become a demigod of natural forces. Although he is not as powerful as his father, he can indeed be regarded as the top combat power of the natural camp.

He did not have an arrogant and indifferent posture, but a gentle tone that made people feel like a spring breeze, and he made a "please" gesture to the pirates, tauren and orcs in front of him.

In the forest glade behind him, an emerald green natural door is slowly rotating in the frame wrapped in vines, with a light green mist lingering above it, which looks very magical.

"We are guests, so please come here yourself."

After the old cow Kane got the assurance from the Stone Mother, the anger in his heart had dissipated a little. Now that he saw Cenarius' son being so polite, he couldn't be too rude.

He wagged his tail, glanced at the row of elf druids who were facing enemies behind the natural demigod, and said to Remulos in front of him:

"We came here with good intentions to solve the problem, sir, you don't have to worry about us making trouble for no reason."

The guardian of the forest smiled and did not answer the question.

The elves have been observing the tauren for hundreds of years. To be honest, what the druids are worried about today is not that the simple and honest tauren will cause trouble, but other people who follow the tauren.

Those belligerent orcs, and this Azeroth with ten gongs and nine with his stinky pirate Bo Laike Shaw.

Judging from some past actions of the pirates, the relationship between him and the Cenarion Order is very complicated, and it cannot be summed up as simple hostility or friendship.

After discussion, the archdruids agreed that Laike was not an enemy.

But he is more dangerous than the enemy.

Enemies only want to destroy them, while pirates want to exploit, command and control.

"You go first, I will come later."

Bu Laike was about to walk into the gate of nature when he suddenly spotted a familiar figure behind Remulos.

He turned his head and said something to Kane, Boo Rocks and others behind him, then pulled the old orc Drek'Thar aside, and told him:

"Look out for Grom, his breath has already started to get heavy, I feel like he was just looking at where to cut Remulos' neck so that it would be easier.

Release this lunatic when things go wrong, but don't really let him do whatever he wants, he's no match for Cenarius under normal circumstances. "

"I know."

The old orc nodded and said:

"But you come here as soon as possible. I'm afraid that if something happens, the three of us won't be able to hold back. Alas, we are all old after all."

"Don't underestimate yourself, you are all growing old and strong."

The pirate flattered a little, and he left the team and walked a few steps into the forest. He looked at the arch druid in front of him with a herbal bandage on his wrist and a depressed posture, and said:

"Your Excellency Roaring Sky, did you wait for me here on purpose?"

"Ok."

Hisaly Crow's mentor and the leader of the raptor druids, Skyscreamer Omulon looked at the stinky pirate in front of him with complicated eyes. In the past few days, this highly respected arch druid had The ones are not good at all.

After knowing that his disciple was bullied by the stinky pirates, even if he was reprimanded by the loa spirit in Hisalie Crow, Omulon did not give up.

After he returned to Moonglade, he started a series, preparing to forcibly bring back his disciple Hisaly Crow from the smelly pirates.

If it wasn't for Bu Laike's request, Miss Crow would have returned to Moonglade as a messenger ahead of time, and had talked with her mentor, suppressing Omulon's anger.

Otherwise, Rende would ambush Bu Laike today, and it would not be such a small scene just now.

With Skyscreamer's reputation in the Cenarion Order, once he chooses to join the ambush, Braike will face at least five more arch druids, and at least a hundred more high-level druids. .

He is the leader of the way of birds of prey among the forces of nature!

In human civilization, no matter what, he is also a national archbishop, and he is really high and powerful.

"The disgust in your eyes makes me terrified, and makes me afraid that I won't be able to get out after going to Moonglade. But I hope you can understand this matter again. I don't have any malice towards your disciple."

Bu Laike said in a very sincere tone in front of the Howler:

"Things have been discovered to this point, and I am not manipulating them all. It can only be said that fate is like this. As for the term 'pet', it is just a kind of evil psychology of me as a big villain.

You might understand it as 'partner' or 'student', which can make you feel better.

In order to take care of her mood, I have not told her the truth.

In fact, when Miss Theasalie Crow maintains the elf form, I can also force her to attack or defend through the hunting contract.

This shows that the complex relationship between me and her has been recognized by the will of nature, and I may really be the first hunter to tame a druid.

But in order to take care of your mood, I did not impart this experience to other hunters. "

The smelly pirate spread his hands and said to Omulon:

"I think this is already a demonstration of my sincerity and goodwill. Once I make this news public, the situation of all the druids of the Cenarion Order will become very bad and bad.

After all, not every hunter can stick to the bottom line like me. "

"Didn't your face blush when you said that?"

The roarer said bluntly:

"As far as I know about you, there is nothing that can prove that you still have a bottom line.

But I'm not here today to argue with you.

My apprentice talked to me a lot after we got back to Moonglade, Thesaly is like my daughter, Bo Laike, I want to rip your neck open just thinking about her being bound by such a humiliating relationship.

But that was Hisalley's own choice.

In order to fulfill her oath to protect her people and nature, she embarked on this path of pursuing power.

Your Excellency Akirsson was right in what he said that night. In terms of the awkward situation of the raptor druid in the way of nature, we really can't give her the sky that Hisaly needs to grow up.

She follows you, and may reach a new height that all raptor druids cannot reach.

For the immortal elves, such an experience may not be bad luck. "

Omulon looked at Bu Laike with complicated eyes, and he said softly:

"Well, I really can't feel at ease calling a person who gave the complete eagle god's power to my disciple a 'villain'. I know that for a free and undisturbed soul like you, all my advice will come true. I was taken as a deaf ear by you.

I don't have any kinship with you, and you don't need to accept my opinion.

But I have to say those words today.

This noble choice of my disciple has caused her so much pain, Laike, I hope, no, I beseech you, that no further pain will be added to her.

She fell into the hands of the sculptor of fate, to be carved into a gift to this world.

I can't stop fate, but I hope you can carve her with your heart.

In doing so, you will receive the kindness and gratitude of all raptor druids. I know that you are a profit-seeking person, this is the reward I want to give you, and it is the tuition I prepared for my disciple. "

The pirate glanced at the items in the hands of the old druid, rubbed his eyes and said:

"It's your first time doing something like this, isn't it?

I don't have to look into your eyes to feel that you are uncomfortable all over, as if an old pedant who has been upright all his life is forced to bow his head to the cruel reality.

You actively chose to trample on your own dignity, but it doesn't make me feel happy either.

There is no need for this.

Even if you don't do me any favors, I will do my best.

Every hunter keeps the best of himself for his pets, I know this statement makes you uncomfortable, but trust me, I am a very qualified hunter. "

After speaking, Laike leaned slightly towards Omulon, turned and walked towards the gate of nature.

After walking a few steps, he turned to the archdruid and said:

"There will be a very important ceremony for Hisalley in a while, if you are not busy then, you can come to Tol Barad Island to watch the ceremony.

With you, maybe she will be more determined when she accepts the fire trial. "

O'Mulon nodded, but did not choose to refuse.

And as Bu Laike passed through the gate of nature, he passed through nearly a quarter of the Kalimdor continent in an instant, and came to the moonlight forest at the northernmost tip of the continent.

As soon as he came here, before Laike took a closer look at the surroundings, he felt that the atmosphere at the scene was not quite right.

The tauren and orcs stood at the entrance of Evernight Harbor, while Cenarius was surrounded by a group of druids to welcome them at the port. The super luxurious "welcome" lineup formed by the archdruids was eye-catching.

But the king of the forest felt chills in his neck.

The powerful natural demigod looked at the guests in front of him suspiciously.

The tauren chief was okay, but the expressions of the orcs behind him were different, especially the guy with the blood-red axe, who was panting heavily, staring at Cenarius with wide-eyed eyes.

There was absolutely something wrong with the orc's eyes on the demigod.

The king of the forest feels like a butcher is sizing up a reindeer to be slaughtered, his eyes wandering over his body, as if he is thinking about where is the best place to cut the knife?

Even though Cenarius has experienced countless storms and waves in his life, this will also feel very wrong.

A vague sense of danger rose in his heart.

Grom Hellscream's rising fighting spirit made Nature half-godly mutter in his heart, did he offend this dangerous orc somewhere?

Otherwise why is he looking at himself like that?

That orc's posture is really intrusive

He started rubbing the tomahawk in his hand, as if he would be hit with the ax if he couldn't speak a word well. To be honest, it was a bit scary.

(end of this chapter)