Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 251 70. In this uncertain world, any accident can happen, my friend

On the Burning Plains battlefield, Nathanos once thought he was dazzled.

At this very anxious moment being hunted down by a legendary chief, holding a war bow, he suddenly saw a strange thing flying over his head.

It was a strangely shaped eagle.

The body is full of bones, it looks like it has been dead for a long time, and it has been weathered into a skeleton, the feathers on the body are attached to the bones, and the eyes are also two black holes.

It looks very infiltrating.

But this thing can still fly, and the flying speed is not slow.

The weirdest thing was that behind that skeleton eagle was riding a weird little murloc. I don't know who's bad intentions put a blindfold and a cloak on the little murloc.

The guy waved his claws and roared like a dwarf sky knight.

There is also a curved black dagger in its claws. Of course, in the hands of the murloc, it is almost like a short sword.

Most importantly, the strange posture of the murloc is familiar no matter how you look at it.

this is

"Bo Laike! He's nearby!"

Nathanos immediately recognized the little murloc who was whizzing overhead on the undead hawk as Bo Laike's eerie pet, which he called the "good luck murloc."

It is said that he is a friend who can bring him good luck.

Marius doesn't believe this, but he believes in Bo Laike.

With the appearance of the little murlocs, the pirates will definitely find out what's going on here.

The ranger waved his hand at Benbo Erba, who was circling around with an eagle on his head, and the little murloc wearing an eyepatch made a face at him, and then steered the old Bonebiter to turn around flexibly in the air, and flew in another direction. go.

Desolation also ran to find reinforcements, and they should arrive soon.

Nathanos looked around, the terrain was flat, even if he continued to run with Fenner on his back, without a mount, he would definitely not be able to outrun the stalker behind him.

The Blood Ring clan is the tribe that is best at hunting among the orcs. It is very difficult to escape if they are targeted by them.

"Right here, face them!"

The ranger immediately made a decision, he made a gesture to Fenner, stepped back by himself, and disappeared beside Jin Jian without a sound. It's not an assassin's stealth, but a stealth combat skill of rangers.

You can use the power of shadow in a short period of time to integrate yourself with the surrounding environment. Without moving, you can achieve the same effect as stealth.

But if you move, the camouflage effect will be weakened a lot.

Nathanos entering the camouflage meant that he would start to slaughter without hesitation. Fenna also held the dagger, trying hard to resist the toxin that was constantly seeping into her body.

Maris had given her an antidote before, but it didn't work very well.

Now she can only rely on her warrior bloodline to hold on. Fortunately, Dai Lin's bloodline is so powerful that Fenna will not be poisoned to death.

"Come on! Orcs, fight to the death with me!"

Fenner saw a group of blood ring hunters roaring and chasing after them on the hills behind. She shouted at them to attract attention, and those orcs immediately raised their weapons and rushed towards the half-elf warrior.

The most reckless ones stepped on the traps that Nathanos had laid along the way, were burned by the surging fire from the ground, and stepped on the snake bags, releasing several poisonous snakes.

Those vicious beasts bit the orcs' ankles and calves, and they howled in pain.

There is also a large-scale frost trap that slows down the speed like magic is activated, and a large area is covered with ice, which immediately reduces the movement speed of the orcs.

A row of arrows rained and shot four or five orcs to the ground.

Nathanos, who was disguised on the commanding heights next to him, shot arrows with his bow at a moderate speed, very rhythmic. Every time he pulled the bowstring, there were at least two arrows on it.

There was a confident light on his face, and the movements of his hands were standard and deadly. Every time he heard the hum of the bowstring, an orc would turn over and fall.

Either pierce the eyeball or pierce the heart.

This human ranger seems to have some kind of persistent pursuit of one-hit kills.

Holding the dagger, Fenna stepped forward enduring the pain, and killed several orcs who had been bitten by poisonous snakes.

She was out of breath and wanted to sit on the ground to rest, but just as she relaxed, a chill surged in her heart, causing Fenner to immediately grab the shield dropped by the orc beside her and protect it in front of her.

"boom"

With a loud noise, a green bone flying knife plunged into the shield in Fenner's hand, causing the wooden shield to explode, pushing the golden sword with great force and flying out, smashing to the ground in embarrassment.

Under the action of the toxin in his body, this strong half-elf finally lost his strength, tilted his head, and fainted beside the mud.

She was throwing the bone throwing knife in her hand, still shining with a dark green light.

Obviously, the terrible toxin has been quenched on it.

On the other side, Nathanos also saw a powerful enemy rushing towards him. He put a magic bound arrow made of sapphire on the bowstring in his hand, turned slightly, and shot towards the fast-running big orc.

But as soon as the latter stopped walking, he waved his left hand decorated with sharp bones, and grabbed the arrow that was shot in his hand.

The arrow feathers were still vibrating at high speed.

But it was difficult for the arrow to take a step forward.

The tall green-skinned old orc was very old, with a gray beard.

But his movements were still vigorous. He glanced at the arrow caught in his hand, and the magic eyeball suspended above his head also spun and glanced in the direction of Nathanos.

His missing right eye was expressionless on his cheek.

Breaking off the magic arrow in his hand, he threw it casually, ignoring Maris's threat, holding the wild and huge hunting stick in his hand, and strode towards the unconscious Fenna.

This lacks an eye shape, of course it is easy to recognize.

Only the lunatics of the Blood Ring clan would personally remove their eyeballs during the clan's death ceremony. The orc in front of him was able to grab the sharp arrow of a high-ranking ranger with his bare hands, which also proved his strength and quick response.

His identity has been revealed.

Keir Rogge Dead Eye.

Chief of the Blood Ring clan, legendary hunter, the oldest and most cunning of all the chiefs of the tribe.

He seemed to have identified the comatose half-elf in front of him, who could help him and his clan escape from bad luck, and he did not hesitate to come and arrest her himself even though the alliance had an absolute advantage.

Nathanos nocked another sharp arrow, drew the bowstring, and continued to shoot at Kiel Rogge.

But every arrow would be easily dodged by the old orc, just like a prophet.

Marius soon discovers Dead Eye's secret.

The magic eyeball suspended above the old orc's head has been locking him, helping Dead Eye see the trajectory of each arrow. After realizing this, Maris stopped shooting.

He carried the war bow on his back, swiped his hands around his waist, and dropped two elf-style magic battle axes into his hands, and walked quickly through, blocking the gap between Dead Eye and Fenner.

"Get out of the way, human."

Old Keir Rogge glanced at Nathanos, a gleam in his remaining left eye, and said:

"The end of your destiny is not here, don't chase death recklessly."

"Go away, orc."

The two one-handed axes spun around in Maris' hands, and he held them tightly again. He lowered his body and said to the old orc in front of him:

"You can still escape now, but if you are later, you will not be able to escape."

"No, death is still far away from me."

Dead Eye meaningfully held the hunting stick made of some kind of giant animal bone in his hand, looked at Maris with piercing one-eyed eyes, and said:

"But it's very close to you."

"Roar"

The legendary hunter stood up and stepped forward in an instant, facing a powerful mongoose bite head-on. The sharp-toothed end of the hunting stick hit Maris, but the latter nimbly dodged it with his blade dancing skills.

But as soon as the old orc's wrist turned, the other end of the hunting stick accelerated and slammed into the ranger. It was blocked by the ax blade, and then spun with kinetic energy, and was held by Dead Eye.

It was another fierce flank blow that almost broke Nathanos' waist.

The orc forcibly played with this crude weapon with an artistic sense, like a vicious hydra, under the control of Dead Eye, it hit the ranger as swiftly as a gust of wind.

Keir Rogge is very old and afflicted by hemorrhage. His strength is no longer dominant, but he fills the gap with old-fashioned experience and hunter's acumen.

In just a few minutes, Maris was forced to panic.

The genius ranger was completely suppressed by the legendary hunter, and he didn't want to retreat, but he was still forced to dodge by the old orc. On the other hand, Dead Eye showed an extremely relaxed appearance with a casual look.

The floating magical eyeball above his head, under the 360° view without any dead angle, made every pungent counterattack of Nathanos be perceived by Dead Eye in advance.

It's almost the same as opening and hanging.

"That's not okay, you."

On the other side of the hill, Braike, who was observing the battle through the vision of the old Bonebiter, shook his head when he saw this scene. He pretended to be covered with a grass ring, stood up from the shadow, and pulled the hurricane in his hand. war bow.

Said in a low voice:

"You can't even beat an old man with half a foot on a coffin board. Nathanos, you are too low. With such a performance, how can you become a Blightcaller in the future, and how can you be qualified to be your queen's number one licking dog in the future?

Come.

I'll help you make the fight fair. "

He started by adding a hunter's mark to the magic eyeball on the top of Keir Rogge's head, and pulled out an arcing bone arrow from the snake man's quiver on his back, and put it on the bowstring.

Maintaining the sniper aim, counting down the time.

five four three two one.

"whoosh"

When the arrow is shot, there is a shadow entangled on the bone arrow, and the moment it flies out of the bowstring, it is submerged in the shadow. With the powerful increase of proficiency +2, it looks like a shooting star.

When it was five meters away from the magic eyeball of Dead Eye, the shadows around the assassination arrow receded, and the arc-wrapped arrows swirled towards the flexible eyeball.

Dead Eye, who was "molesting" Nathanos, was instantly chilled. He turned around and swung his hunting stick. With a super precise blow, he blasted the incoming sharp arrow in the air, protecting his precious eyeball.

It was his own eye that he took out in the dead eye ceremony, and it was made into a magic item by Gul'dan himself.

Without the super perception brought by it, the old and frail Dead Eye would have at least a 30% chance of winning in such a high-intensity battle.

He is too old after all.

"Yeah, I missed it."

Emerging from the shadows, the pirate grinned apologetically at Keir Rogge, who glared at him.

Behind Dead Eye, the overwhelmed Nathanos decisively seized this fleeting opportunity.

The battle ax in his left hand was thrown out in a spin with the throwing ax technique that the blood ring hunter is best at. The distance of less than two meters was fleeting, and the throwing ax enchanted by the elf smashed hard on the magic eyeball.

The moment the two collided, a small-scale explosion of magic power was triggered.

The Ranger's ax and Dead Eye's eyeballs were blown away at the same time, and the old hunter covered his eyes and howled in pain, as if his eyes had been poked blind.

Then the pain was felt in the chest and calves.

The disheveled Nathanos grabbed the ax with both hands and slashed at the old orc's chest, while a black ghost wolf that appeared from the illusion of reality bit dead eye's calf fiercely.

The old orc comrade who was attacked reacted quickly, swung his hunting stick and threw it at Nathanos, and the ranger jumped up in the air to dodge in an acrobatic gesture.

With the second swing, the bloody battle ax slashed obliquely down the old orc's back.

When the ranger landed on the ground, he grabbed a magic arrow from the quiver behind him with one hand, and pierced Kiel Rogge's heart like a dagger. The furious old orc grabbed his arm, turned around and beat him.

The ranger, who was severely disadvantaged in terms of strength, was slapped on the ground, feeling like his bones were about to break.

The old orc who entered the blood rage state wanted to attack the ghost wolf, but after a few bites of this cunning beast, it quietly disappeared into the illusion amidst the whistle of the pirates.

It's a bit clumsy, like a terrific assassin into stealth, but that's okay, it's given enough time to grow.

"I will not die here! This is not my end!"

Keir Rogge, who was soaked in blood, spat to the side, reached out and pulled out the arrow stuck in the heart, threw it aside, picked up the hunting stick and rushed towards Bo Laike.

The grizzled orc yelled:

"I've seen my own death with my own eyes, it's not here! You're all going to die, but I'll survive! I'll go back to my world alive!

There is my burial place! "

"Man, I just shattered all the history you know and don't know, what happened and what hasn't happened, and all fates have been diverted, including you."

Facing Keel Rogge Deadeye who was rushing towards him, the pirate was quite calm.

He didn't even draw his sword, and he had no intention of fighting at all.

He just looked at the old hunter in front of him with a weird look, and said:

"The future is no longer predictable. You'd better not believe too much what you saw when you were young. Belief in those illusions of unknown origin will only teach you a painful lesson."

"It depends on you?"

Keir Rogge rants:

"A lunatic pretending to be a ghost?"

"No, not me."

Bu Laike's eyes reflected the movement of Maris who got up from the ground behind Deadeye and threw the throwing ax at Deadeye. He said:

"It's him."

"Keir Rogge Deadeye, you will forge the glory of the Blightcaller."

(end of this chapter)