Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1392 25. The Druids' Infighting Tradition Is Really Cruel

Under the "bewitching" of the stinky pirate Bu Laike, Goldrinn, who was weak in the face of evil, chose to give in, allowing Lycanthos the Howler to absorb the dark beliefs of the Gilnean werewolves and come to the material world.

This black wolf, which was very similar to Goldrinn in every respect, had a mysterious origin.

But Bu Laike's spirit vision could see the brilliance of the Shadow Realm stained on it, coupled with the internal information from Revendreth, the pirates had already confirmed the origin of this guy.

It should be a dead dark demigod from a certain world, who wants to be resurrected in the material world with the help of Chilan Xianye's mysterious "spiritual seed reincarnation" mechanism.

Thanks to the deliberate arrangement of the Queen of Winter, she came here to add trouble to her sister, Ms. Elune.

But it is powerful.

In the case of the same spiritual body, Goldrin, who was ranked among the top three in combat power among the demigods in the wilderness, was also bitten by it and retreated steadily.

Of course, the weakness of the Silver Wolf under the Moon stems from the fact that it had long since died in the War of the Ancients. A demigod spirit without physical support is indeed much weaker than a complete situation.

However, judging from the current situation, once Lycanthos the Growler is allowed to condense entities in the material world, the Dark Wolf God is estimated to become the best demigod in the wilderness of Azeroth.

And it's an evil god!

It lives on the beliefs of werewolves.

If the wolves of Gilneas can spread the werewolf curse to the entire human civilization, this dark guy will probably break through the boundaries of demigods soon and enter the realm of the gods belonging to the werewolf race.

But how?

The evil gods can rely on crooked ways to gain power, but compared to genuine gods like Elune, Lord Sargeras, and the Eternals of the Shadow Realm, Lycanthos is much weaker.

If cornered, a bastard like Bu Laike who doesn't care about human life can rely on slaughtering all werewolves to bring Lycanthos' power down quickly.

The power obtained by using crooked ways is absolutely flawed, and relying on illusory beliefs to become a god has never been the right way for power in this strange world of Azeroth.

Lycanthos is "smuggling" the curtain of life and death, and it will take some time for it to truly descend in the material world.

However, because of its activity, its dark gods are "resurrected with full blood" in an instant when they are extremely embarrassed. The closer it is to the material world, the stronger the sickle claw druids will be.

Especially Lailal Flame, who was suppressed by Bu Laike and Maiev, quickly came back from the Jedi.

The instantaneously accumulated pain aroused the wildness and anger of the werewolf, and the double explosion of the blessing power from Lycanthos pushed Lailal Flame to a violently strengthened state of doubling his combat power in the next second.

Let him go from a weak demigod to a very powerful guy all of a sudden.

Not only is the agility and strength full, but even the blood-stained werewolf body is wrapped in a thick dark aura, and every blow will shape the phantom of the black wolf to coordinate the attack.

Driven by the beast perception strengthened by the Luna Scythe, Lilar Flame Fang did not choose to defend, but swung his war scythe to the left in front of his eyes. pirate.

He is like crazy.

Ignoring the Wolf's Front that the pirates threw at his head at all, it was a wild way of fighting with injuries for injuries.

The bet is that the greedy and cunning smelly pirate will not be willing to pay the price of serious injury to kill him.

This pirate has already boasted that he will help the false god Godrin to face the dark wolf Lycanthos. If he is injured here, then the helpless Godrin will be finished!

As it turns out, Ralaar Blaze was right.

Facing the dark blade of the split Luna Scythe, Laike withdrew his attack without thinking, and jumped to distance himself.

With this retreat, Lailal Flame regained the initiative in the battle in an instant.

The dark god who was beaten so badly that he could see his intestines through the wound on his abdomen really erupted. The sharp claws of his right hand repelled the flashing Maiev, and the moon scythe slashing with his left hand launched a small climax of counterattack. .

Although it didn't hit Laike with a single cut.

But in terms of momentum, it seems that the arrogance of the stinky pirate who had a great chance of winning just now has been completely suppressed.

However, Flame, who had the upper hand, didn't notice that as Laike kept retreating, the strange red light gathered by the blood drinker's ring on the finger of the smelly pirate became more and more intense.

Maiev, who was about to use the "Moon Night God of War" posture to forcefully kill Blaze, stopped immediately when she saw that this thing had been fully charged.

She didn't need to communicate to understand what the pirates were thinking.

So the Luna Warden also quietly disappeared in the aftermath of the battle, and she wanted to cooperate with Bu Laike's upcoming revenge killing to launch a wave of deadly combos.

"Come on, puppy of Lycanthos, come closer!"

The pirate who retreated to the edge of the palace platform saw the red-eyed Ralaar Blaze attacking incomparably, he hooked his fingers and put it ten yards around him.

When Yan Ya waved his scythe to kill him, he waved his hand and threw a ready-to-go air blast.

With a loud bang, the ancient werewolf caught off guard was thrown into the sky. This scene reproduced the famous scene of the pirates and Hellscream fighting a long time ago, but this time Laike came prepared.

He swung the watchman's cloak and flashed high into the sky. With the activation of the blood drinker ring's vengeful execution, the pirate who had completely grasped the hand of victory was surrounded by blood-red fine lightning bolts.

Under this super powerful light and shadow effect, he sneered and launched his ultimate move.

The closed black and white swords converged into a shimmering Salamani in the hands of Bu Laike. The sister swords were cheering and handing out their deadly blades. The host praises and applauds.

Hey, isn't it just singing?

That mature weapon can't!

So, under the wide-eyed gaze of the flame, under the blessing of the "BGM" of the female voice variation, the sharp blade in the pirate's hand pierced through all the protective forces around him in an instant with a completely unreasonable gesture.

A sword pierced the heart, so precise that it was cold-blooded.

Leaving Dellano reduced the upper limit of Vengeance execution of the Blood Drinker Ring to legendary, but the real damage granted by the world artifact that ignores all defenses is just such an explosion.

When the sharp blade pierced the heart, the ancient werewolf leader even had a reflection from Dellano's world in front of his eyes, and the world among the stars roared to judge him.

Charge: disobedience to the blood drinker!

Punishment: death!

Immediate execution!

"puff"

The scorching blood spurts away all the resistance of the enemy in an instant.

This sword hit the imposing Flame into a real serious injury, what is the highest self-healing, what is the dark god, so vulnerable in the face of the power of a world.

"Even the fraudsters are hated by this sword, how much do you have?"

Bo Laike, who completed the revenge execution, said something contemptuously.

The wings of the Doom Guard behind him spread out loudly, leaving himself and the pierced flaming fangs in the air, and under the cold slash of the moonlight, Maiev flashed from behind, silently shooting a bright and dazzling Luna slash.

The bright white moonlight completely illuminated the dark palace at this moment, and even brought the gloomy and oppressive Gilneas royal city into a bright moonlight world.

"boom"

Lilar Flame, who was hit head-on by the Luna Strike, fell to the ground in embarrassment like a meteor, smashing the slate grass on the ground, and the Luna Scythe he was holding tightly was also twisted and inserted in front of his eyes. The fire and the fire of the sun burned the ground.

The scythe still called to him.

It is not willing to admit defeat just like that.

Flame Ya didn't want to either!

His dark god is watching him, he can't just lose here! This is just the starting point of revenge, and he will lead the wolves into Mount Hyjal!

He also wants to carry out the will of the kingdom of death and completely burn down the hateful world tree Nordrassil!

He is the Chosen Kaldorei Terminator!

In the name of exile and betrayal from the past, he must survive!

The hair of the cracked-toothed Ralaar Burning Fang was burned off by the flames and moonlight, which made him look as bad as a bald wolf.

But he still struggled and roared and got up to grab the artifact. At the moment when his fingers were about to touch the moon god's sickle, another flying fire converged into a meteor and struck down from the sky.

The eruption of the primordial fire instantly turned everything around into a hellish sea of ​​flames, and the flame, so hot that it burned his soul, made Liral Flameya back away screaming, clutching his paws.

In the swelling and burning flames, Hisaly Black Crow, holding the flame sickle behind her back, strode out of the flames. Her long burning hair flew behind her head, like a wall, blocking the flames and the moon god sickle. between.

The Archdruid of Lie Yan flicked his burning hair, and looked at the crazy werewolf in front of him with indifferent and pitiful eyes.

A second later, she said in a deep voice:

"In the name of the Cenarion Order and the Way of Nature, I declare!

Immersed in dark beliefs and unable to extricate yourself, you are no longer a member of us, Liral Archdruid of Flamefang, who is trying to cause a dark disaster in the human territory with your own selfish interests!

Lord Malfurion Stormrage, who judged and exiled you, is on his way here.

He asked me to give you a choice, based on the fact that you also made great sacrifices to defend our people, and on the fact that you were also regarded as a hero by the druids in the past.

Just grab it!

Or I'll take your body back to Mount Hyjal for burial, the choice is yours! "

"Why do you judge me! You have no right to judge me!"

Ralaar Blaze is enraged by Thisalee Crow's feigned dominance.

The old druid whose wolf mane was scorched all over got up from the entanglement of the flames. He tried his best to pull out the bloody claws that Maiev had cut off just now, and stared at the eyes of the wild beast in front of him. Flame druid.

He had never seen this young man, which meant that this young man became an Archdruid after he was exiled.

But he could feel the strange power in the black crow.

He grinned grinningly and scolded:

"Nine thousand years ago, when they needed it most, I took this forbidden step, and it was I who boldly embraced the bestiality in nature as strength.

i did it!

I have fashioned stronger warriors than the feeble Cenarion Order has ever had! Even the hypocritical Cenarius will tremble before the power of the werewolf!

We represent the wild revenge of nature, we are the most orthodox nature hunters, but those fools denounce us as heretics, they fear us far more than they fear satyrs.

but I!

It was I who led them to win that war when they were losing ground! It was me, the heresy and evil, who saved the fellow clansmen of Ashenvale!

what did i get

reprimanded, imprisoned, exiled, forgotten

You are like me, little girl.

You also touch forces outside the so-called 'orthodox nature' that they believe to be true.

You also embrace what is taboo in their eyes.

You, like me, have received transcendent and great power.

Anyone can judge me, but you can't!

Sicklepaw druid today is your future! They will deal with you as well as me, as long as your teachings threaten the weak teachings of Cenarius

Those who sing your praises will change face in an instant.

They'd love to bury you in the dirt, erase all record of you, and see you as a disgrace that must be forgotten. "

Against the background of raging flames, the miserable old werewolf let out a desolate and lonely laugh. His sharp claws were growing, and he was in a bad state. excellent descendants.

But werewolves are not afraid of war.

"Come on! Kill me in the name of the flame nature you believe in, and end my life, which they call evil."

Flame Roared angrily, and dragged its broken body to attack Black Crow.

Hisaly gritted her teeth and activated the flame transformation, and in the next moment, the burning flame bear swung its claws to fight the desperate old werewolf.

Although Flame had been seriously injured by Bu Laike and Maiev, his absolute power was there, and Hisalley felt the pressure within a few minutes of the battle.

She was beaten back by this crazy werewolf.

"not like this!"

Lailal Flame is already at the end of his battle, his bodily functions were completely destroyed by the pirate's revenge execution, and that is not a problem that can be solved by self-healing.

He is fighting entirely with the wildness and bestiality in his heart, and his blood is like a soldier's death wish.

"It's not that the power given to you by the fire has not been understood by you. Why are you a bear? This is the guardian of nature, but it is not the posture you should choose!

The power of the bear is the opposite of the fire!

You don't understand at all! "

Flame Fang roared, and slapped Black Crow's cheek with one paw, leaving three terrible scratches on Miss Sister's bear face. He scolded like he hated iron but steel:

"You must follow the will of the fire and completely abandon Cenarius' weak teachings to you, just like I embrace the animal nature and become a werewolf, you should also have a unique posture in the power of the fire!

It is impossible to embrace the future without saying goodbye to the past.

you idiot"

Lailal's scolding made Black Crow feel weird. It didn't look like a traitor trial at all. Instead, it seemed like she had just joined the druids when she was young and was guided by the Howler to fight.

Flame Ya probably didn't want to live anymore.

He also knew that he would never survive today.

Even if the Crow is defeated, there is a stinky pirate and his evil concubine waiting besides the flames.

They will not allow Flame to continue to lead the werewolves to interfere with Gilneas. For this country, Laike Shaw has his own arrangements, so Lailal Flame, a guy with a complicated background, must disappear here.

But even if he died, he had to choose his own way of death.

"I will never trust them as foolishly as I did in the past, and I will never hand over my fate to Malfurion and Cenarius! The fate of the outcast should be in their own hands

come!

Come, little girl, carry out your punishment! "

The werewolf roared and pounced in the flames. The Crow, who was beaten by him, changed his form in the flames during the last move, passed through the flames with the posture of a fire-feathered falcon, and stabbed his sharp claws into the heart of the flames. .

The loud howl of the eagle was accompanied by the werewolf's whimper, and the flames gathered and exploded at this moment. The destructive power of the fire of Savras pierced into the heart of Yan Fang like a sharp cone, and burned his internal organs in the next instant.

"plop"

The old werewolf knelt down on the ground maintaining the gesture of waving his claws.

In front of his eyes, the panting crow turned into a human form, and raised the burning scythe again.

The flames were reflected in the shattered eyes of Flame Fang, and he looked at Crow with blood on his face. In the grinning farewell, he whispered:

"Beware of them. Beware of those who sing your praises."

"Ok."

Crow swung her burning scythe, and in a swish of execution, she whispered:

"I won't be the next one for you to walk away, forerunner."

"puff"

When the scythe was swung down and the flames were extinguished, a ferocious werewolf head flew out in a whirl, flipped in the air and finally landed. After spinning a few times, it finally landed at the feet of Bu Laike, who was eating melons and watching the show.

The pirate reached out and picked up the head of the werewolf. After Lailal's death, the power of the beast was fading, and the ferocious werewolf finally returned to its original posture.

An old elf with white hair and scars all over his face.

"It's ugly."

Bu Laike commented:

"My collection will be eclipsed by your addition, but how to say, this is my first elf head, so commemorative."

(end of this chapter)