Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1259 9. Velen: It seems a terrible mistake for me to expect his arrival——【2425】

Facts have proved that Laike has a very clear understanding of his "industry".

His judgment before the battle was surprisingly accurate.

In the first round of the impact of more than forty huge thunder elephants sweeping across the pier, hundreds of Black Spirit pirates died just under the trample of the brave defenders driving the thunder elephants.

This wave of imposing impact instantly stunned the waste pirates on the pier. Except for the evil orcs whose brains were burned by the evil energy, they were still fighting, and the bastards of other races dispersed after the massacre started.

Even the ogre pirates broke up and fled with the cowardly and cunning fallen arakkoa and the draenei traitors who saw the situation. They all wished that their parents would lose two legs.

The manager of the docks is an eredar demon who has been "promoted".

The latter saw a group of garrison officers shining with holy light rampaging in the pier with a completely different attitude from the past, and suddenly trembled with fright.

He thought it was a large force of draenei who had landed on the island, but these were just vanguard troops, which was why they were so imposing.

Reminiscing that he betrayed his clansmen and took refuge in the devil, and would definitely suffer torture after being caught, the cowardly bastard shrunk shamefully, released the teleportation magic and teleported himself away.

What's even more pitiful is that this guy didn't even sound the attack siren on the pier when he ran, so the pirates in other places didn't even know what happened at the pier.

Let alone support.

But soon, the other pirates scattered on Ashland Island did not have to consider whether to support this issue.

Because they too were attacked.

The demon hunters took advantage of the darkness to sneak into their camp, and disappeared after killing the boss, and the fallen wardens placed dwarf bombs everywhere and detonated them all. The pirates created a sense of powerlessness in the outbreak of all-out war.

Darkness has become the best camouflage and helper for the intruders.

In the pitch black night, the garbage pirates had no idea how many intruders there were, they only felt that there was danger in all directions.

The restless emotions in the dark quickly turned into heavy pressure, and the pressure brought on a large-scale panic, especially after the pirate commander was "accurately named", the pirates who did not receive any instructions became helpless. Head flies.

While they were scurrying about in the night, Xal'atath ordered the mantid to join the fray, and where had Dellano's bastards seen such a terrifying and bloodthirsty xenomorph?

Their large-scale activities in the dark night are like hunting wolves. They are often gods of death without warning. When the sickle blade and the Amber sword are closed, a life will be taken away, and a group will be frightened mad. The Dellano scum running around.

Mantid are best at this hunting tactic.

They intentionally make the piercing buzzing of flapping their wings in the dark night, and they will actively make screams and screams when they are preying, and torture the wounded to let their wailing radiate.

This kind of monster that appeared in the dark quickly extinguished the last fire of fighting spirit in the hearts of the black spirit pirates.

In less than 30 minutes after landing, the growing panic finally turned into a large-scale rout in the oppressive atmosphere deliberately created by Laike.

When the matter reached this step, the victory was sealed!

No one knows pirates better than pirates. Once a group like this seriously lacks organization and discipline, it will be hopeless once it forms a rout. No one can restore the morale of the frightened pirates in a short time.

How difficult is this kind of thing?

It's so difficult that even a great pirate like Bu Laike can't do it.

"Haha, I love this new world so much, it's full of cowards who can be slaughtered, hahaha, I don't even have to jump too far when I hunt them down"

The most insane and bloodthirsty butcher of Klaxey Injeri, the Locust, flies around at low altitude.

It held the head of a Draenei female pirate who had half of her head bitten off on its ferocious claws. The mouthparts of her mouth were full of red and white things.

The bloodthirsty slayer targeted a fallen arakkoa who was shivering in the grass.

The recurved sickle blade on its arm popped out, and it threw away its half-gnawed head and jumped over with a whoosh. After the lightning-fast slash and the victim's short and rapid screams, its excited strange cry sounded again in the dark night.

The lunatic Yingjie who is best at bringing fear to the enemy is still shouting:

"Praise be to the Ancient One! Long live the Lord of Darkness! This weak world belongs to the mantid!"

The scream made Cirdan, the draenei defender who followed Bu Laike to the central area of ​​Ashran, very uncomfortable. This paladin who believed in the Holy Light looked at the noisy and frightening night around him.

At this moment, he even felt a little pity for these fleeing pirates.

These violent men met opponents a thousand times more brutal than themselves, and their doom was sealed when Braike turned his attention to them.

"You still feel sorry for these pirates"

Bu Laike walked ahead with the head of the wolf, and kicked the big wolf, Wolf Frostclaw, which was shaking his head after him, so that it could go hunting quickly and solve its own supper tonight.

In the dissatisfied howl of the big wolf, he turned his head and said to the silent Cirdan:

"When the orcs slaughtered you, did they feel sorry for you? You draenei are good at everything, but there will always be untimely weakness in your heart.

Compassion and empathy are virtues, but it is a disease to empathize with anyone casually!

And I noticed before that your perception is much sharper than ordinary people, becoming a paladin is a waste of your talent.

Moreover, the Holy Light of your faith has not been able to protect your people during the past thirty tragic years. I think this is more or less a revelation.

Only by merging into the darkness can we reach the places that the light cannot reach and do what the light cannot.

You've been in pain, haven't you?

Serdan garrison officer, seeing the people being slaughtered but being helpless, I think you have been thinking about what went wrong, but your heart wrapped in the holy light is destined not to get an answer.

See, you don't know the darkness, you've never touched it, how can you protect those behind you when it strikes?

You have to get into it, learn it, master it.

Then you can check and balance it!

I think those dead draenei should teach you that, you want to kill those nasty orcs too, right?

But you, the paladin, are called upon to forgive and forgive.

Why?

Why do you have to forgive the perpetrator after you have been hurt? Has the Holy Light explained to you why it is so eccentric? I don't think there should be any, otherwise you wouldn't be so entangled in your heart.

go.

There is a group of terrified evil orcs hiding in the front house. They seem to be planning to sneak attack on me. It is a heinous crime. Go ahead and kill them all!

Will there be psychological shadows after the victim returns justice to the perpetrator?

I think, when you killed an orc, you shouldn't feel guilty, right? "

"bass"

The silent garrison officer drew his sword out of its sheath, took out a heavy shield inlaid with large gemstones, bravely kicked open the door of the broken house in front of him and rushed in under the gaze of Braike.

Soon, the screams of the orcs and the venting roar of the garrison officer sounded from inside.

"Congratulations, little master, you have taken back a hopeful soul from the Holy Light. You have planted a seed of darkness in his hesitant and tangled heart. When the seed takes root and sprouts, you will reap a dark world." followers.

This may be the first time that the Draenei have really stepped into the shadows after Holy Light, Fel Energy, and Void.

But the Light was affecting them, there was no doubt about that. "

Xal'atath lazily whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"I don't need to look at their souls to know that the holy power has led them to a peaceful path, and it has also made them weak and blind.

These guys are troublesome, little master.

They are born to be blessed by the Holy Light. Letting them enter Azeroth will greatly increase the power of the Holy Light in your hometown. I need to tell you what the worlds I have seen in the past completely enveloped by the Holy Light will eventually become like? "

"unnecessary."

The pirate snorted and said:

"I know very well what impact the excess concentration of holy light will have on a world, I will watch them, don't worry. Yo, our black knight is planning to escape.

What a bunch of bastards.

When you encounter a strong enemy, you don't even want your own home.

This group of trash hasn't made much progress in the past half a year, it's really disappointing! Do you think I should throw these inferior students from the 'Azeroth Pirate Academy' back into the Endless Sea to review?

Letting them hang out like this is a shame on our profession.

Even my face is dull. "

"My God, you are so cruel, little master! They will be eaten up by all the pirates when they go back."

Xalatas smiled prettily, and she said in an exaggerated tone:

"Not to mention the undead pirates who are preparing to fight the alliance navy in the North Sea, the cursed pirates who run rampant in the South Sea can rain down storms from the sky to crush them.

Although the Blackwater Pirates formed by goblin chaebols recruiting heroes from all walks of life are in the ascendant, they are more than enough to bully them. Even the Bloodsail Pirates, who have already set their sights on the west mountain, can handle them casually.

Tsk tsk, looking at it this way, the pirate industry in Azeroth is really booming. "

"It is because of enough volume that this industry has achieved glory."

The stinky pirate laughed, his figure disappeared into the shadows, and appeared in front of two black knights fleeing with a group of guards on horseback in the flickering black shadows.

When he appeared, he turned his body to attract the blow of the moon god who whirlwinded the blade, and the bright moonlight swung down like a sword, and one-third of the opponent's servants were crushed in one face-to-face.

"boom"

The scorching wolf's edge leaned on the ground, and Bu Laike flicked his fingers and threw out the dark green eyes of death light. The dazzling green light beat repeatedly and pulled out a death net in the night.

After two consecutive blows, there were only two black knights standing in place, and their poor horses were smashed to pieces.

There are no more horses.

It's miserable.

"The third and ninth members of the Black Spirit Pirates, you are so rude!"

When the big bear walked out of the natural door next to the pirate with heavy bear steps, Bu Laike said to the two desperate black knights in a bad tone:

"You are not even as polite as Lao Qilai, at least people will call me by my name before I kill you in pain, but you two don't even want to call me 'Your Excellency'.

Also, where are you going to take my treasure?

What a wicked thief!

Dajiao, come on!

bite them! "

——

After a night of chaos, the dawn was long overdue, and the first ray of sunshine seemed to be unable to bear the sight of the tragedy on Ashland Island, so today's sunshine was extraordinarily gloomy and cold, making the chilling island feel gloomy.

Very uncomfortable.

A group of draenei garrison officers aggressively wanted to ask Bu Laike for an explanation, but their leader Cirdan blocked them from the "new mansion" of the pirates.

"Sirdan! Get out of the way!"

A female garrison officer shouted angrily:

"I can understand the principle of eliminating all evil, and I have no sympathy for these damned pirates. But killing them is one thing, desecrating their corpses is another!"

"Yes! They are dead, so burn their bodies."

Another old garrison officer also said to Cirdan in a tone that could not bear to look directly:

"Go and have a look in the nearby valley, the Holy Light, I followed the Prophet across the star sea and never saw such a terrible scene, those mantid demons

They're feeding the bugs with corpses!

hell!

That scene made me sick, it was so evil! The teachings of the Holy Light prevent us from allowing such things to happen! "

"Look around you! My countrymen!"

Cirdan's face was also very ugly.

He finally understood the meaning of Laike's emphasis on him before he set off, but the garrison officer rejected the request of his compatriots to ask for an explanation.

He whispered:

"Look, do you think the Holy Light will watch such a place?

There is no light here, brothers and sisters, when Lord Velen asked us to help Lord Bu Laike, do you think the prophets did not predict all this?

The Prophet knew that this was something we draenei would never be able to do.

Slaughter, revenge, exterminate them as they exterminated us! We can't do it, but Mr. Bu Laike can do it, he has no bottom line constraints.

To be honest, I actually felt a twisted sense of relief last night watching those monsters in the dark devour these brutal bastards.

I know this is wrong.

But I can't help myself. "

Cirdan covered his face, with a deep pain and sadness, and with a sense of weakness, he persuaded his compatriots:

"Go back, I have been affected, but you are still saved. Take our kindness and go back to our temple, and keep silent about what happened today and last night.

The scourge of the Dark Pirates is gone, and the way to the Dark Portal is safe.

Send our people out of this hopeless world and send them to make a home in a new world.

To protect them, as before, no, to protect them harder than before. After all, it is the incompetence of our protectors that makes our fellow human beings suffer. "

"Hey! What are you still doing here?"

Bu Laike poked his head out from the second floor of the stony building, and shouted to the assembled Vindicators below:

"Why don't you carry the nutrients for the swarm? Are you too idle? You still have the mood to talk here, do you want me to find something for you to do?"

Under the angry and murderous gazes of the garrison officers, Laike leisurely took out a blue apple, put it on his mouth, and took a bite.

Juice splattered.

He looked at the draenei below with an eerie pleasure.

He raised his voice again and said:

"Still, do you also want to start thinking about becoming apprentices of the 'Dark Templar' faction under the Uncrowned, just like Cirdan? Come in if you are interested.

I will take a little of your time and explain to you the dark sanctuary in my eyes.

Suffering in the darkest night, expecting and guiding the dawn.

come on.

I know you want to hear it.

This class is free. "

(end of this chapter)