Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 141 49. The woman who offended the stylist 【1115】

It's not been a day or two since Bu Laike got this character card. He has already figured out the law of this upgrade. The soul fragments you get from challenging difficult enemies are several times more than those from slaughtering weak ones.

After the battle on the Broken Shore, Laike basically gave up fighting the weak.

Winning by quantity is not feasible.

The character card is guiding him to constantly find the strong to fight, so as to get more generous returns.

For example, now, after killing the astral body Hablon, he has obtained a complete legendary soul, and the experience after transformation has instantly raised his class to level 59.

"Perhaps this is the correct way to upgrade?"

The pirate rubbed his forehead, the power of the shadow enveloping his whole body was full, making him feel drunk and dizzy, and he also came to a slightly weird conclusion.

"It's better to find a few legends to kill monsters than to work hard to kill monsters. At this speed, on average, it only needs to kill four legends to raise a class to full level.

At this point in time, there are not many legends in the world of Azeroth, but as long as I can survive until the great era begins more than ten years later, then I will walk half-heartedly, and there will be as many legends as dogs.

Wherever you go, you can meet several of them.

Well, good times are coming. "

He moved his five fingers and looked into the palm of his hand. The small statue left by Hablon was shining in his hand. There was no doubt that it was a piece of equipment:

Figure of the Naglfar

epic quality

Side effects:

Ocean Pollution (requires channeling). Unleashes the death power of the Naglfar, pollutes the ocean, shapes magical fog, confuses the enemy's senses, and causes increasing frost and shadow damage.

Cannot be used on land.

Item description:

The dark battleship Naglfar, shaped by blood and bones, was once the keel longship used by the sea witch Hela to shuttle between the shadow kingdom and the material world when she served Odin.

After Hela fell into the queen of hell, this legendary longship, which was once full of glory and only existed in legends, also fell along with it.

What you hold in your hand is the imprint of this longship's past memory.

Sailing carefully, captain.

Hela will desperately snatch it back.

"COOL!"

Bo Laike whistled, and hung the dilapidated figurehead in his hand, which was shrunk down by some kind of magic to look like an ornament, on his wrist.

Ha, starting today, we are also admirals with ships!

"B Laike, I found this among Hablon's flesh and blood wreckage."

Garona's voice came from behind, and the pirate looked back, only to see the legendary assassin walking towards him holding a roll of disgusting stuff full of dirty blood.

It looked like some kind of book, made of animal hide.

"In addition, Meri's situation is not quite right. After Hablon was defeated, he teleported himself to Treasure Island and set up a barrier to prevent others from approaching him.

It is said that he still mutters words. "

With a touch of worry, Garona handed the things in her hand to Bu Laike, and looked towards the direction of Treasure Island. There was a purple magic barrier covering the small half of the island.

"Don't worry, when I finish dealing with the matter here, I will go and have a good talk with him and the 'things' in his body."

Leaning on the legendary sword, the pirate reached out to take what Garona handed over.

The moment his fingers touched the blood-stained scroll, Bu Laike's heart skipped a beat.

A faint pale light was transmitted to his finger through the scroll, like a strange snake biting his fingertips fiercely.

Even Laike's body shook at this moment.

Garona's cry also became distant and distant, as if it was a cry from a long distance.

This is not a problem with his senses, but from his soul level, which is being pulled into some kind of illusion by a weak but real force.

This process was extremely quick, and he only had time to exhort Garona:

"Don't believe any of Bwonsamdi's nonsense, don't even believe a single punctuation mark, and make a decision when I get back, that old guy is the worst, you can't beat him."

As soon as the voice fell, he was completely drawn into it.

At the level of his soul, a big illusion unfolded rapidly.

Surrounded by a cold and sticky gray fog, but beyond the fog, the sound of the collision of sea water can be heard clearly.

"Wow, wow"

The sound of the sea water flowing was more viscous than normal.

It was as if there was something else in it, and even through the cold fog, Bo Laike could smell a stench, like the smell of a garbage dump that has been fermenting for months.

Fetid breath.

He probably guessed where it was.

But he wasn't afraid.

The area where he is in the material world is not the sphere of influence of Hell. Hela can pull his soul into this illusion only by relying on the thing Garona handed him just now.

That should be a magic item, a medium that can release soul-affecting spells.

And the surroundings are just illusions.

Although Hela was strong, she was not strong enough to kill him in the dream.

Dreamland is not the power that Hela is good at, it is the field of life force.

Part of the shadow power can also affect dreams.

Here is an additional word, in the six power systems, the shadow path practiced by Bu Laike belongs to the large category of shadow power, and unfortunately, another name for shadow power is void.

In other words, the path of shadows has gone to the extreme, and even if Laike doesn't want to, he has to deal with the void, that is, those old and ancient gods.

In short, the dream is a force that is incompatible with Hela, the god of death.

It can be used to play tricks and frighten those ignorant outsiders, but for a "professional" like Bu Laike who is proficient in the theory of the six power systems, it really has no deterrent effect at all.

"Hella! Stop playing these little tricks! Come out, let me appreciate the 'glory' of Her Majesty the Queen whom I have served for several months."

The pirate with his hips akimbo didn't move forward, just stood there and shouted loudly:

"I killed your men, robbed your ship, made a deal with your enemies, and became a traitor to Hell. If this makes you angry, then I am honored.

Speaking of which, this is the first time I have met my Majesty the God of Death since I have served you for so long

Don't be so shy, ma'am, I heard that when you were a sea witch, you were also the famous "beauty" in the ten miles and eight villages of Ulduar. "

"Shut up!"

Hearing the brazen words of the traitor Bu Laike, who was becoming more and more obscene, Hela, who was preparing for a "grand debut", finally couldn't help it.

Amidst the ear-piercing roar, the surrounding fog that obscured his vision dissipated in an instant.

In the sea breeze full of the stench of corruption, everything in front of his eyes became clear. Laike's soul had penetrated into the phantom of Hell, and the place where he was was an island reef in a turbid sea.

In front of his eyes, there was a sculpture of Val'kyr with black wings spread out, like a shrine.

Under his feet, under every stone that makes up the island reef, there is a soul in distress. They are screaming, and the screams that are absolutely not comfortable, mixed with the tumbling of the black and turbid sea in front of him, form a whole world. "Symphony of Hell".

There was a haze in the sky, like the deep despair of an approaching storm, and pale lightning, like a snake, rolled back and forth in the thick black clouds.

There is light among the clouds in the distance.

But it can't make people feel comfortable at all. It is a dim, pale, lifeless light. What it represents in this dark place is definitely not hope.

"hum"

A violent wind and waves filled with cold power swept in, causing Bo Laike to raise his hands to block in front of him.

Just a few tens of meters away, in the muddy seawater full of disgusting hell squids and soulless jellyfish, a huge monster was getting up.

That is the god of death who exists in Hell in the form of the cursed, the protector and flogger of all vrykul after death, the mad traitor of the titan, the guardian of the fallen world, the queen of the land of shadows, bringing disaster and despair the god of the north wind.

That's Hella.

The first to break the waves and appear in front of the pirates were nine black tentacles, like the tentacles of a giant octopus, full of weird scales, suckers of flesh and blood, and tentacles of black bone spurs.

Like a flurry of dancing hydra, they rushed into the sky amidst the roar of the ocean, and entangled the island and reef where Bu Laike was located from nine directions.

With the support of the tentacles, Hela's upper body was lifted out of the Dead Sea.

She generally maintained the appearance of a Vrykul woman, but it was enlarged by more than ten times. The upper body of Hella alone was nearly thirty meters tall, counting from the waist up.

A titan without compromise.

But the appearance is very bad.

Not only did he not pay attention to personal hygiene, the blue-gray skin exposed outside the armor was covered with stains of seaweed and aquatic plants, but also the pair of giant black claws that were alienated into bird claws.

With the sharpness and size of this thing, it can easily grab the main battleship of Kul Tiras with one claw on the sea.

Of course, Hela is a goddess after all, so she would definitely not use such a low-level and rough attack method.

As for Bu Laike, he paid the most attention to the mad god of death in front of him, nothing more than the black wings on Hela's back. Compared to her huge body, these two pairs of raven-like wings seemed very small.

It is obviously impossible to soar into the sky with Hela.

It just represents Hela's former identity, and it is a memorial to the past. Hela used to be a Val'kyr, an energy body and structure similar to the shape of an angel.

The black-winged angel shrine in front of Laike is probably what Hela once looked like.

And this goddess' taste in "dressing" is somewhat strange.

She basically has no serious clothes on her body, but is covered with large and small ship wrecks.

The keel, the mast, the broken deck, and the side of the ship were all casually put on her huge body, and they were connected with each other by black rotten fishing nets.

A bad fishnet suit that doesn't make men's eyes shine.

The most peculiar thing is that on her left arm and shoulder, there is a wreckage of a sailing battleship broken from the center, and the half of the ship that is still intact is used as a shoulder armor.

This attire can't be said to be shocking, it can only be said to be faceless.

From a practical point of view, it perfectly interprets the meaning of the word "crazy", but if the god of death in front of him has a bit of taste, he will not dress up like this.

Compared with her, Bwonsamdi's very retro troll + heavy metal style dress can be regarded as handsome and unique.

To be honest, Hela's appearance is quite shocking, quite deceiving.

It's a pity that it is useless for "well-informed" pirates.

The big scenes he has seen are much more powerful than Hela's poor "majesty".

However, Bo Laike is a very polite person.

Even though the Hela in front of him had gathered almost all the malicious manifestations of the whole world, and it was really not majestic at all, he still took a slight step back after Hela appeared.

Using extremely standard courtesies of the Kul Tiras royal family, he made a ceremonial gesture to meet the king to Hela in front of him.

Then he straightened up.

Glaring at her eyes, Hela, whose background was filled with pale lightning dancing in the muddy sea, said:

"Your Majesty, with all due respect, you really should change your stylist. Do you need me to recommend you one? I have connections in Boralus, so I can give you a discount."

(end of this chapter)