Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 254 73. Applause for the ascension of the Great Chief Blackhand!

The two demons huddled together on the edge of the burning plain.

The taller demon guard was fully armored, holding a huge black sword, roaring and rushing forward. The shorter one is Bu Laike, although he also looks like a demon, but his appearance is not as exaggerated and domineering as this orthodox demon.

His body was more symmetrical and slender, every inch of his skin was covered with thick evil energy and shadows, circles of burning sacrificial auras mercilessly scorched the surroundings.

Holding a scythe and sword in his hand, with the fire of fel energy burning on the weapon, it was like experiencing the feeling of a magic warrior, and he was facing the demon guard in front of him head-on.

The most outrageous thing is that, relying on the blessing of the weapon in his hand and the skills of blade dancing, as well as the unique agility of the assassin class, he actually gained the upper hand in toughness.

The brutal demon guard who beat him screamed and kept backing away.

What's worse, Bu Laike, while fighting, also taunted and aggroed the demon guard in the devil's language, so that the demon guard would go into a state of irrational rage.

"This is your strength? You don't even have the ability to fight, right? I'm starting to get bored, kneel down! Don't waste my time, you lowly creature!"

"Ahh! I want you to hear the voice of hell!"

The demon's eyes were reddened by Bu Laike's stimulation, and groups of more violent forces were awakened from his body by it, as if the whole person collided in anger.

The sword swung down was fiercer and more powerful, and the whirlwind slash was crazier and more ruthless.

But the more so, the better.

The more angry you are, the greater the chance of a flaw in your attack.

And even the devil can't keep angry forever. When its power is exhausted, it's time for the pirates to fight back and beat it down completely.

In the demonized form, the pirate's personal attributes are infinitely pushed to the critical point of mundane and legendary, plus there are various demonized skills for him to use, as well as two legendary weapons and a piece of equipment attribute blessing.

Crushing Felguard numerically is no surprise.

After all, even though demon guards like demon guards look overbearing and powerful, they are actually the leading soldiers in the Burning Legion, and their strength rarely breaks through the legendary individuals.

Nathanos, who came with him, didn't waste his time watching the two demons wrestle passionately.

He quickly rushed to his captured dog, and swiftly rescued Huang Lu from the trapped state.

The loyal dog was knocked out.

Fortunately, the Royal Gilnean Hound has a strong vitality, and this demon probably likes to barbecue live animals. He also intends to accompany the meal with the dog's screams while eating barbecue.

This bad habit of "eating wild game raw" cost Huang Lu his life.

"woo woo woo"

The rescued dog was probably a little frightened, shivering against Nathanos' leg, while the ranger kept smoothing his pet dog's fur to help it calm down.

It's really not to blame the dog for not working hard, it's just his bad luck.

According to Nathanos' order, he ran out to find reinforcements, but while running, he was punched unconscious by a high-level demon from nowhere.

Desolation is a good dog, it can kill orcs without fear.

But the devil.

This thing is beyond the limit that a dog can deal with.

"Dude, wake up, don't sleep!"

When Nathanos rescued his dog, he didn't forget the seven or eight soldiers lying by the campfire. He tried to wake them up, but no matter how hard he pushed.

Even a slap in the face couldn't wake up these soldiers.

Their bodies are still intact, without any obvious trauma, maintaining a sleeping posture.

But just can't wake up.

"boom"

The demonized pirate flapped his wings and trampled the big demon guard to the ground with fel energy. Without using a weapon, he clasped the demon's head with his claws, and spewed out shadow-made flames when he opened his mouth.

Like spitting out magma, the demon guard roared in pain.

After realizing that the demon was weak, the pirate stepped on its chest, clasped a ball of magic power intertwined with fel energy and shadow with both hands, and shot a shot at the demon under his feet for the final kill.

The green magic arrow was like a strange snake with its mouth open, bombarding the demon guard's chest, sending its flesh and blood flying all over the place. The pirate also ended his demonization with a handsome backflip and returned to his human form.

"cough cough"

Bu Laike coughed a few times and spewed black smoke from his mouth, as uncomfortable as swallowing a piece of carbon in his throat, and felt a little weak.

But still hold on.

He took out the scroll of the blood contract that he had prepared long ago from his luggage, bit his thumb, pressed his bloody handprint on the scroll, and strode over to the side of the demon guard who was struggling on the spot and his chest had been blown away in half .

He held the scroll in front of its eyes and shook it.

Say:

"I won, fulfill the contract, crazy Clinfran."

"How do you know my name?"

The demon guard, who had only his last breath left, did not intend to deny it.

Their race is like this, loves to fight, single-minded, fanatically pursues power, and does not resist serving the strong who defeat them.

But when he heard Bu Laike speak its real name in the demonic language, the demon guard was very surprised. It took the scroll and obediently attached a wisp of its own soul to the blood contract scroll.

Under the Warlock skill column of Bu Laike's character card, in the summoned item column, in addition to the little ghost Daglop, there is finally a second summoned item.

The blood contract scroll was also ignited by the evil energy in the hands of the demon and disappeared.

"Not only do I know your name, I also know that you have been hiding in Azeroth for ten thousand years."

The pirate snorted, made a handprint to disperse the summons, and said to the seriously injured demon guard in front of him:

"I know that you are one of the few demons remaining in Azeroth after the War of the Ancients, escaping the continuous hunting of the night elf watchers for ten thousand years.

In cunning at least, you are far ahead of your brethren.

I will release you to another of my demon servants, and you will contact Daglop and follow his orders to help me hunt down a weakened high-ranking eredar in the demon world of Niskara.

I am waiting for your good news. "

Facing the warlock's magic call, a door to the Twisting Nether was opened with difficulty. The seriously injured demon guard propped up his body with his sword, and made a submissive gesture to the pirate.

But the mouth is still very hard.

When stepping into the door of fel energy, he threw harsh words at Bo Laike and said:

"My failure is only temporary, you don't want to control me forever!"

"Really? I don't see it that way."

How could the sharp-toothed pirate lose in the bickering? He glanced at his demon guard and said:

"You can always try to mutiny, but for me, that would be a good opportunity to relieve boredom."

Seeing that the bickering could not be fought, the demon guard clutched his wound and stepped into the portal of fel energy. But before it left completely, the pirate took a look at Nathanos.

He said to his demons:

"Did you forget something?"

"whispering sound"

The seriously injured demon guard was also very winking, and threw a few soul stones casually, and was caught by the pirates. As the evil energy in front of him dissipated, the tall demon also disappeared into the material world.

Bu Laike also vaguely heard an excited roar from the Twisting Nether.

This unlucky devil guard, who was trapped in Azeroth for ten thousand years, hid in XZ all day long, and now he was finally sent back to his hometown by the warlock. Thinking about it with his heels, he knew how happy that guy was.

It must have had a bad time in Azeroth.

He is obviously a muscular man who is not good at magic, but he is forced by the cruel reality to learn a powerful camouflage technique.

In its human form, it doesn't emit any evil energy.

If the pirates didn't know its details, they would probably be deceived by it without investigation.

"This shows how powerful the night elves' watchers are."

The pirate played with the soul stone and walked towards Nathanos, thinking in his heart:

"Before the Guardians of Tirisfal appeared, those owl ladies were responsible for hunting and killing demons all over the world. As long as these ancient demons showed their heads, they would be bitten to death by them.

It's a pity that after the high elves migrated to the eastern continent, they didn't come here much. "

With this in mind, Bu Laike threw the soul stone in his hand to Maris, and said to him:

"The souls of these soldiers were taken away by the demons. Break these soul stones and they will be able to wake up. But a serious illness is unavoidable, and it is estimated that they will not be able to fight in the future."

"Why do demons appear in the Burning Plains?"

Maris picked up the Soul Stone, drew out the dagger, and shattered the thing with a bang, immediately two soldiers beside him let out nightmare screams.

While waking them up, the Ranger turned to Boo Laike and asked:

"You seem to recognize that demon? Have you seen it before?"

"I've seen it."

The pirate blew his whistle and summoned his hell steed to the material world. As he got on the horse, he said to Marius:

"In many corners of this world, there are demons left in Azeroth from the War of the Ancients. These guys can survive the tragic night hunt. They may not be powerful, but they are definitely cunning.

But you can rest assured that because of the existence of the Guardians of Tirisfal and Quel'Thalas, the northern border is absolutely safe.

Most of the demons hiding there were killed, and a small part were thrown into the Violet Prison.

Send these soldiers back, and go to the camp to accept your award. I have to do some private business. In a few days, I will wait for you in Lakeside Town, Red Ridge Mountain. "

After speaking, the pirate turned his horse and was about to leave, but after walking a few steps, he turned back to Maris and said:

"Help me give Xiao a word, if he can meet Duke Alexandros Mograine, remember to ask him for me, is the black crystal trophy he just got for sale?

If Your Excellency the Duke is willing to part with it, I will pay any price for it.

If he doesn't want to, forget it, don't force it.

Anyway, there will be opportunities to steal it in the future. "

——

"Chief, those Black Iron Dwarves are arbitrarily demanding that we give up the lower level of Blackrock Spire. They are extremely rude. This is taking advantage of the fire! We should pay back!"

"Yes, chief! Our warriors have just experienced a defeat, and they are very depressed now. We should fight those black iron dwarves and let the warriors regain their confidence."

"Chief, the orcs of the Blood Ring clan are unwilling to join us. They claim that we are a group of cowards, and they also say that they will leave Blackrock Spire and fight the Alliance desperately."

"Chief, those rude Bonechewers deliberately destroyed the water canal, and they also threw their excrement everywhere, and the toilet was blocked! Some of the food we snatched back was also polluted."

"Chief."

"boom"

"Enough! Let me be quiet for a while?"

On the upper floor of Blackrock Spire, in the hall where Orgrim Doomhammer used to stay, Red Blackhand slammed his fist on the table angrily, shouting to his subordinates who kept reporting bad news to him:

"Can't you deal with these things? Come and ask me for instructions, you bastards! Get out and let me be quiet for a while. I'm tired, come back to me later."

Seeing the chief get angry, the orc warlords of the Black-Toothed Grinning Clan looked at each other, and quietly exited the room.

In the dark room, the set up brazier was burning, and there was a crackling sound as the flames danced. The irritable Red sat on Orgrim's great chief's seat.

It was a position he had dreamed of.

But now, he felt that this seat was too uncomfortable.

No matter how you sit, it's uncomfortable.

It took less than a day to take over the fugitive orc, and his mind was about to explode.

"Your performance just now is not like what a qualified warchief should have. You have seen how Orgrim handles these things, why can't you learn from him?"

A familiar voice sounded in the dark corner of the room, and Reid raised his head suddenly, and saw a warg between reality and reality, quietly stepping out of the shadows.

Behind that wolf was Bu Laike with his hands behind his back, as if inspecting work.

"captain!"

Reid yelled reflexively, but saw Laike silence his voice and point to the door.

The next moment, the pirate gracefully stretched out his left hand.

As if meeting the king, he made a gesture of salute to Reid in front of him, and he said:

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Congratulations on getting what you want, honorable Chief Red, but maybe after a while, you should go shovel shit and repair the sewer."

"Tsk tsk, it's really embarrassing to see you as a great chief."

(end of this chapter)