Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1612 245. The Cannon Fodder Who Brings Happiness to People Come Uninvited! -- plus more [1025]

Bu Laike is gathering an army. In order to smash the most powerful Fire Source Realm in the elemental territory in the shortest possible time, the stinky pirates undoubtedly used their terrifying connections this time.

Perhaps it was due to the boring competitiveness of the men, but in short, he paid special attention to the cruel words he threw at the Fire Demon King last time.

He gathered Guardians, Dwarves Chosen, Flame Druids, Landwalkers, Dragons, and otherworldly demigods, and arranged three elemental legions as reinforcements by showing off his face and bewitching him.

It can be said that although the number of people in this battle is far inferior to the big scene of the previous battle of masters, it is not inferior in quality.

The best part is that these guys called by Laike have some "personal feud" with the Firelord.

This means that the pirates don't need to pay even a single copper for the help of these guys, and they can guarantee that they will do their best in the next battle.

"Yo, did the old man lend you all these things?"

While waiting for the little star to send someone over, Braike glanced at the large shield placed by Muradin Bronzebeard next to the wine barrel. Looking at the strange shape of shining blue light and separated suspension, he knew that this was the Titan held by Dai Lin Artifact Aegis of Aggramar.

The pirate carelessly took a glass of wine from his private wine barrel in front of the dwarf, leaned against the barrel again, stretched out his hand and flicked the Titan's shield, jumping in place due to the collision of the power of the void and the power of the titan Energy waves.

He winked at Muradin and said:

"I found that the relationship between you and the old man is abnormally good. Speaking of which, you were the one who teamed up with him last time when the Supreme Warrior competed.

Except for those fierce female elves, I rarely see an old man trusting a foreigner so much. You know, that guy is actually a deeply hidden racist.

He hates all races except humans. "

"That is."

Muradin snorted triumphantly.

The warlike dwarf prince gulped down the wine in his hand, touched his short beard that had not yet grown after being scorched by the fire of creation last time, and put on an "elder" airs to Laike, bragging:

"When your father was still wearing crotch pants, I was his swordsmanship instructor.

At that time, I also yearned for the sea. I lived in Kul Tiras for a few years, and after I was almost drowned by the tide, I knew that the dwarves and the sea had never been destined, so I bid farewell to that enthusiastic island country and returned to To Ironforge.

But your father and I have indeed been friends for many years. You know, I hugged you when you were born.

Dai Lin and little Catherine asked me to be your swordsmanship instructor. This seems to be a tradition in your human kingdom, but I was running around with my brother at that time, so I didn't have time to shirk it.

To be honest, it makes me regret it. "

Muradin glanced at Bu Laike and said slowly:

"If I had promised them at the time and cultivated your righteousness and courage by setting an example since childhood, you would not be such a ghost who can't distinguish between good and evil now.

It's all my fault. "

"No no no, you misunderstood me, my dear Muradin."

Bu Laike took a sip of his wine and said slowly and maliciously:

"What I mean by your relationship with the old man is that if you are a female dwarf, then I think my mother and Mrs. Jinjian have no hope, are you right?"

"You bastard!"

Muradin angrily swung his wine glass to smash the cloth Laike, but the pirate laughed and walked away.

The vile pirate joke made the Wildhammers and Bronzebeard dwarves who gathered around Muradin laugh out loud. Being rude dwarves, they decided to record this nasty but funny and nasty pirate joke and pass it back to Ironforge and the Eagle's Nest Mountain.

But even though they were drinking, these brave dwarves who were determined to rush into the Firelands to fight the Firelord did not take it lightly. These guys were dressed in black iron dwarves in this battle. The Thorium Brotherhood specially prepared for them Created "fire resistance equipment".

Yishui's strange armor forged with the heart of flames, the blood of mountains and the purest black iron ore is full of the iron and fire style of the dark iron dwarves.

These armors are already extremely resistant to fire magic because of the raw materials, and there are also various runes carefully inscribed by the Wildhammer shamans, which can ensure that wearing them can fight the terrifying fire elemental head-on without getting burned .

In order to forge these armors, the Dark Iron dwarves have spent almost no sleep in the past few days. They are very clear about the significance of this battle for Dark Iron.

They even provided Bo Laike with a suit of fire-resistant armor that fitted him.

But the pirate waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need this thing.

If the majestic Thousand Tongue Demon Lord is even afraid of the flames of the Flame Demon King, that would be a shame. But even though he didn't need it, Laike accepted the armor anyway.

He intends to auction this item on the pirate black market. As for the craftsmanship of the Thorium Brotherhood master craftsman and the Wildhammer shaman, if this thing does not sell for a hundred thousand gold coins, it will be a shame for its forging skills.

Then take it around in the Land of Fire, and then give it a name of "personally participated in the epic battle to destroy the Fire Demon King", and get a few scratches and burns. Collectors who have nowhere to spend will be willing to pay a super high price for it.

In short, no matter how small the mosquito legs are, they are still meat.

"I don't want these things! They affect my speed."

In the final preparations, some black iron dwarves improvised some fire armor pieces to put on the gloomy alien demigod Anzu, but they were caught by the old man who was impatiently wandering around the lava field. Ansu refused.

This damn big crow is very restless.

Its eyes were full of anticipation and apprehension, but there was no fear.

To be honest, every time he sees Ansu, the stinky pirate will sigh in his heart how great and unreasonable love is.

A hidden anti-social element like Ansu, who doesn't want to stay with demigods and instead leads a group of gangsters and thugs, a lonely patient, a god of conspiracy who is so bad with sores on his head and pus on his feet, can be so desperate for love .

Finding it as cannon fodder is really the right one.

"Here we come!"

After waiting for more than ten minutes, with a familiar shout full of vitality, a precise portal opened on the magma floating island in the deepest part of the Molten Core.

Dressed gorgeously, dressed himself as a spellcaster, and even put on a wizard's pointed hat, Master Little Xingxing walked out of the portal triumphantly with his head held high.

Behind her is the flame druid headmaster Hisaly Black Crow wearing a flame robe, and several of her loyal followers, all of whom are covered in flames and have a heavy breath.

And the big and round Kane Bloodhoof and his good friend and think tank Hamuul Runetotem followed at the end, and the melancholy antler "poet" Blackhorn also brought his iconic Kazgoros Hammer came uninvited.

It seems that Kane took some time to contact Highmountain after receiving the news, so that the antlers also sent messengers.

After all, Kane has always wanted to reintegrate the tauren civilization that had been separated for many years. Without killing the Lord of Fire, he would not be able to drag back the large number of Pandaria's tyrannical buffalo from the evil belief in flames.

This is a major event related to the reconstruction of civilization, and a scheming character like Ulan Gao Ling will not miss this opportunity.

"Ah, this scorching wind"

Under Bu Laike's desperate gaze, Black Horn really got nervous when he came to the Molten Core. He stretched out his hand to feel the scorching heat around him, and then covered his heart and said:

"Reminds me of the tenderness of passion in those nights"

"Hey, who's going to fork out this brain-destroyed beef man! We're going to fight a war here, and we're not going to put on a theatrical performance for Ragnaros!

It's fine if the holy hammer is here, why are you looking for him?

Are you looking for a bard to add status to us?

Then why don't you find Halduron Brightwing, who is more normal-minded and handsome? "

Bu Laike yelled, expressing his disdain and impatience for the innocent boys who fell into madness because of broken love.

But the little star next to him thinks that Noire is great.

She tilted her head and looked at the melancholy and poetic antler cow, thinking about whether to ask Black Horn to write a few poems for her next autobiography after the fight.

"Are you all ready? We are about to summon the power of the Sulfuras Fire."

Seeing that there were so many people around, Hisalie Crow didn't even think about whispering to Bu Laike. She asked the others in a very businesslike manner.

With the nod of Bu Laike, several flame druids took over the duties of the black iron shamans and began to summon the power of the primordial fire on the spot.

Once stayed in this power projection of Ragnaros, and was broken through the barrier of the material world by the elemental force, the flame druids just started to summon, and the surrounding magma lake boiled.

This is the natural connection between the followers of the original fire and the birthplace of the original fire. The resonance between the flames represents that the original fire used by Miss Black Crow is eager to return to the birthplace.

This kind of resonance actively tore apart the rift leading to the flame world in the material world, and the opening of such a rift cannot even be interfered or interrupted by the Fire Demon King.

In the final analysis, the Fire Demon King is just an elemental life born from the fire of Sufras. It has the power of the original fire, but it cannot represent the first ray of flame in the world.

The smooth progress of this scene made the dwarves cheer. Under Muradin's roar, they raised their weapons in unison, and Anzu also flapped his wings and was ready to rush into the fire realm at any time.

In order to defeat the tyrant of flames faster and complete the resurrection of his lover, Ansu, who has always been proud, even allowed Little Xingxing, Kane and others to ride behind him.

It wants to send these fighters into the world of flames at the fastest speed.

Of course, whether they die or not has nothing to do with me.

Just when the gate to the world of flames was about to open, Bu Laike suddenly turned his head and looked behind him. He felt a strange vibration of running water in this land of flames.

What are the tide hunters doing?

Didn't you say that the elements are ready to directly invade the Fire Realm from the Elemental Plane? Why send people here at this time?

Under the gaze of the pirates, large swaths of water vapor escaped from the scorching land, like a specialized revolving door, sending a group of familiar bastards into Braike's army.

"Huh? Are you addicted to being cannon fodder?"

Bu Laike asked in surprise:

"I didn't hire you for this battle, why did you come here on your own initiative?"

Faced with the pirate's question, Aridin, the black knight king with a wooden face and a heavy heart as if he was going to a grave, shook his head. He was wearing expensive and gorgeous armor, and the weapon in his hand was replaced with a water-element-style one. Tidehunter Trident.

Under the black horned battle helmet, he sighed heavily and said:

"The good news is that under your recommendation, the Lord of the Maw of the Abyss accepted our allegiance"

"The bad news is that the cunning Tidehunters think we should take more responsibility for the Hydraxian Legion to show that its 'favor' for us is not for nothing."

The black knight's second child pouted and said:

"The Tidehunters want us to join your death squad and pave the way for the entry of the Maw of the Abyss."

"If it wants us to die! It also said that its last human favorite, that is, you, can easily complete these things."

The black knight eighth held his skeleton falcon on his arm, and said something very unhappy, while the sixth man beside him was more direct, cursing in a low voice:

"The bastard Neptulon really found our 'correct usage'. Hell, I don't know where I'm going to die this time."

"Ah, that's right, my dear cannon fodder."

The pirate blinked.

He opened his arms very enthusiastically, whistled, and said to the uninvited top cannon fodder of Azeroth:

"Don't be so sad, my solid and useful black knight brothers, look at the strength of your hip-pulls until they reach the level of legend and can no longer be improved again.

I don't think this is the limit of the terrifying curse that Lord Sargeras has unleashed on you. Obviously, you are too neglected to exercise, so that you can't realize the potential given by the dark titan's gift of death.

What I mean is, you should start some new scenarios to die, find new ways to play for new environments and keep dying to unlock stronger and more generous powers.

Caring friend Bu Laike is ready for you.

In the past countless years, you have been hacked to death by knives, blasted to death by magic, drowned in water, and burned by flames, but this should be the first experience of being burned to death by the fire of Savras.

Believe me!

What doesn't kill you only makes you stronger!

Come, accept the trial of Sulfras' fire, and seek the true meaning of power in the painful death. "

After finishing speaking, Bu Laike shrugged his shoulders, warmly put his arms around Eredin's shoulders, and said to him:

"I lied to you all of the above, but you won't die anyway, why don't you try? Maybe what I said is true. If you die in the hands of a real strong man, maybe you will die." So it becomes stronger."

"Go away, bastard!"

The King of Black Knights pushed Boo Laike away, and he cursed viciously:

"You just want to prostitute our immortal bodies for nothing, and now I suspect that the secret of our power was discovered by the tide hunters so quickly because you secretly tipped off the information.

You bastard is the worst.

You can't see others well. "

"You have no conscience when you say that!"

Bu Laike reprimanded sternly:

"It was I who introduced you to the Tidehunters. It was because of my help that you were able to gain a firm foothold in the Hydraxia Legion so quickly. You are really hateful bastards just because of this.

Gaboya, who has no bottom line, has more conscience than you. "

During the noisy quarrel between the two groups of pirates, the door to the Land of Fire opened suddenly at this moment, and as Hisaly Black Crow waved her hand forward, the door of flames spun open quickly.

The violent fire elementals rushed out of the door, but before they could make their first flaming battle cry in the material world, they were killed by a row of throwing axes thrown by the dwarves collectively.

Then, during the roaring charge of Muradin holding the holy shield, the dwarfs rushed into the land of flames with two short legs and howling, accelerated by the strong wind blown by Anzu.

Bo Laike snorted, put on the arrogant attitude of a big boss, and pouted at the black knights.

The black spirit pirates who came here with the mood of paying their respects to their own graves sighed. Under Aridin's command, their ghost steeds on their knights also rushed into the entrance of the high-temperature flames in bursts of horseshoes.

as always.

They are always rushing to one battlefield after another that has nothing to do with them, always rushing to death under the call of one reason after another that they don't care about at all, and always resurrecting from loss in one strange place after another.

The war is endless, and the death is endless.

Perhaps this is the fate of being undead cannon fodder.

Obviously obtained the ability of immortality, obviously has endless life to enjoy, two happy things superimposed, why does it appear so sad?

Ah, shameful death, here we go again.

(end of this chapter)