Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 27 26. Sending to Longkou

Early the next morning.

Opening his eyes refreshed from the night's rest, Bo Laike sat up from the bed and disarmed a few simple traps beside the bed.

As an assassin, even "self-taught".

He also knows that falling asleep is the most vulnerable state and needs more protection. The skill of building these traps was learned from the mysterious dwarf Greif Madheart.

very simple.

But also very practical.

He pushed open the door, only to see Auriden Perenold walking over. This guy was dressed in casual clothes, with a proud face.

He came over, bent slightly over Laike, and whispered:

"Master, did you sleep comfortably last night?"

"Well, I am very satisfied."

Bu Laike replied with a hoarse voice, he looked around, and gave Oridan a wink, and the latter hurriedly followed, and in the corner of the corridor, he said to Oridan:

"I have some 'things' that are inconvenient to carry. Maybe you, a sergeant with a wide network in the castle, can help me out."

As he spoke, the magic suitcase was opened.

The head of an orc fell at Oriden's feet, making the young sergeant's eyes shine. Seeing his reaction, the cunning pirate chuckled and said:

"I have more here"

The heads of the orcs hunted in the past few days were all thrown out in the next moment, and a small Jingguan was placed at the feet of Auriden.

The latter's breathing immediately became rapid.

So many brains!

As expected of an orc killer.

How much military merit can these orc heads be exchanged for!

"Master, please rest assured! You are a distinguished guest of the tutor."

O'Riden's body was trembling, suppressing the excitement in his heart, he patted his chest and said to Bo Laike:

"I will do my best to meet all your requirements, this is what I must do, whether it is money or other enjoyment, I will do my best.

I just don't know, what do you need? "

"I need some equipment, leather armor that is easy to move, high-quality weapons, or magical items such as magic bags, but they must be of good quality.

Don't fool me with scraps. "

Bu Laike hugged the restless little murloc and said:

"I suggest you don't take them all out at once either, the major is plotting a war against the orcs, and these things rot very, very slowly in magic bags.

You have enough time to make careful arrangements, don't worry, you have to be more careful, and don't be caught by others. "

As a shadow walker, with due caution, he exhorted:

"If you involve me in the trouble you caused, I will teach you a 'little' lesson."

"Yes, Master."

O'Riden was immediately awed, and he responded politely:

"Thank you for your reminder. Although my family is down and out, there are still some treasures. I will fetch them as soon as possible, and I will definitely satisfy you.

Also, the major invites you to his office to discuss a plan to launch a counterattack against the nearby orc clans. "

"Well, when the time is right, I will visit the major."

Bu Laike glanced at the status bar of the character card.

He said:

"Now, I'm going to hunt a few orcs as a pre-dinner exercise."

After speaking, in front of Auriden, he took a step forward, walked into the shadows, and disappeared without a sound.

But he wasn't hunting orcs.

He went to find little Taresa, the sensible girl who was helping her busy mother with the housework at the house in the lower part of the castle, when Braike appeared behind her.

Little Taresa was naturally taken aback.

But today, Mr. Laike is much more kind. He sits with Taresa very familiarly, talking to her about the hills and the castle, just like passing the time.

This made little Taresa a little puzzled.

Shouldn't someone as powerful and awe-inspiring as Mr. Boo Laike be busy?

How could he have time to chat with an ordinary little girl like himself?

Boo Laike sat by the fireplace in her home, drinking cheap wine and paying attention to the status bar of the character card, and it went on for a full hour.

In little Taresa, he refilled his fifth glass of wine, and when the chat between the two had turned to such a boring topic as the secrets of the Stormgard court, Bo Laike, who was holding the wine glass, suddenly trembled with his fingers.

in his gaze.

In the status bar of the translucent character card, there are two more entries silently:

Character Card: "Spirit Hunter" Drake Proudmoore (Laike Shaw)

Status: Mortal Body. Hell Envoy. Time and Space Beacon (locked). Dragon Might Shock (lower level. Cannot be exempted)

"It's coming!"

Bu Laike narrowed his eyes, got up immediately, said goodbye to Taresa, and put a bright red apple in the little girl's hand. He patted Taresa's head and said with a smile:

"You must be wondering why I came to you today. Actually, I also have a younger sister who is the same age as you, and like you, has long blond hair and light blue eyes.

Every time I see you, I think of her. The reason why I let that little orc have something to do with it. "

Bo Laike sighed playfully.

He said:

"I can't always say no to any of her requests"

"what?"

Taresa was holding the sweet-smelling apple, she looked at Bo Laike and said:

"Mr. Bu Laike, you must like your sister very much?"

"I like it. It's okay."

Bu Laike patted her little head and said:

"This apple is my gift to you, just treat it as a supplement for scaring you last night, just treat it as, do me a small favor, don't make me feel too guilty."

After finishing speaking, Bu Laike disappeared in a flash and rushed to Major Bu Laike Moore's office as fast as he could.

Little Taresa looked at the red apple in her hand.

The aroma from above made her sniff, and carefully cut off half of it, intending to bring it to Sal to taste at night, and then continued to clean up the housework while humming a song and eating sweet apples.

Five minutes later.

In the major's office, sitting on a chair, looking at the map of the hilly battlefield on the table, and thinking about the next counterattack, the major suddenly felt a cold killing intent.

The veteran reacted very quickly.

He violently kicked the table in front of him, roared, dodged the blade fist stabbing in front of him with a short body, drew out the dagger at his waist, and slashed at the assassin in front of him the moment he stood up.

"clang"

The dagger collided with Werther's leg, sparking a few sparks.

The major exerted force on his feet, and he slammed into the assassin in front of him like a bull, knocking back several steps from the murderous Bu Laike Xiao.

"You're crazy!"

The major saw the assassin wrapped in a shattered shadow, and roared.

As a result, Bu Laike shouted coldly:

"Dellas Boo Laike Moore! You have failed your people, you have betrayed your king! You keep orcs in your castle! You two-faced coward!"

"you!!!"

The major was startled by the shouting.

The original anger of being assassinated in his heart also turned into a bone-chilling chill at this moment, and he stared at Bu Laike in front of him.

Feeling in my heart, I deserve to be an orc killer!

Overnight, Thrall's existence was discovered.

Now is the period of the decisive battle between orcs and humans. Once such a secret is leaked, the achievements and good reputation that the major has accumulated with great difficulty will be over immediately.

A look of determination immediately appeared on his originally bold face, and with a twist of his wrist, he rushed towards Bu Laike.

He wants to kill the assassin in front of him!

Even if he is an orc killer or a human warrior, he has already devoted too much energy and investment to Thrall, and everything in the future is planned.

He couldn't allow an assassin to destroy everything.

As a veteran of the battlefield, although Major Laike Moore is not the brave hero in those legends, he has worked hard on the battlefield since he was young. With his rich combat experience, he has an absolute advantage over Laike.

Assassins are not good at confronting warriors head-on.

After just a few sword clashes, Bo Laike was at a disadvantage, and the sound of footsteps of the guards rushing over was heard outside the door, and the major had already won.

And Bo Laike, who lowered his head, suddenly changed his style of play at this moment, instead of responding with exquisite fighting, he recklessly threw himself at the major's dagger.

"puff"

At the same time that the dagger pierced the assassin's waist, Laike's blade fist also cut into the major's blocking left arm, and two balls of blood burst out at the same time.

Judging from the injuries alone, the assassin's blow was simply desperate, and the result was very bad.

But the problem is, since getting the Blood Ring Poison, every time Laike attacks, he will not forget to quench the poison in advance.

"Despicable assassin!"

The major also felt the numbness of his entire arm for a moment. He staggered back and cursed loudly, and kicked Laike flying, causing the assassin to fall to the ground, almost piercing his waist and abdomen.

This is already considered a fatal injury.

But he doesn't care.

The burnt face was full of creepy calm, as if he didn't feel any pain at all, and he didn't care about the shining swords of the guards who poured into the office.

He just stared at Dellas Boo Laike Moore in front of him.

Blood Ring Poison did not disappoint as always. In just a few seconds, the brave major had already slumped into the chair with a pale face, and Oridan even yelled at the priest.

"hum"

At the moment when the guards were about to slash the despicable assassin to death, in Braike's perception, everything around him stopped instantly.

Swords swung by soldiers.

Their shouting and breathing, the noise in the office, even the wind around the entire castle, the light from the sun, everything stopped.

Time is frozen in the river of time.

Everything in the castle is fading rapidly, like an old photo with a filter that removes all colors, and it seems to be stripped from the river of time.

Bu Laike's body was also frozen, as if the off button was pressed, unable to move a finger, but his unique soul was still alive as before.

He looked at the translucent status bar in front of him, and there was an entry in it:

"Back in Time"

"hum"

The entire castle was frozen in time and quickly flowed back in an instant, as if someone had quietly moved backwards on the invisible scale of the time axis.

It's like playing a black and white silent film backwards.

Those swords slashing at Boo Laike, those angry soldiers, the shouting Oriden, the dying Major, including Boo Laike himself, are all part of the film's reverse.

Everything is backtracking.

The process was terrible, like throwing it into a washing machine that was spinning crazily and spinning it for hundreds of times, the moment Laike's consciousness returned to his body.

He had been forced back to the moment when he was fighting Major Laike Moore. At this moment, he was facing the dagger stabbed by the major, and the blade fist in his hand was only a few inches away from the major's blocking arm.

"Snapped"

In time still frozen, in Bo Laike's gaze.

A tall, white-skinned high elf in a moon-white dress, crown decoration, white hair, and long ears appeared like a ghost from the frozen time stream.

She hovers a few inches above the ground,

Looking at Bu Laike Xiao with an indifferent and calm gaze, under the protruding white eyebrows, in the eyes that should have been beautiful, there was a shocking yellow snake pupil.

During the frozen time, she is the only one around who is not affected.

It was as if she was the master of this time stream.

She "floated" to Bo Laike, looked him up and down, and after a second, she said in a crisp, clear voice like a bird chirping:

"I got you, Drake Proudmoore!"

"You shouldn't have appeared, time residue!"

PS:

Today, I had a chat with brother Yunfei, the old author of Warcraft. The boss is very kind. After the chat, I was deeply inspired. The boss gave me a chapter, and I also have the audacity to push his book "Stansuo" Mu Shenhao is written much better than mine, you can go and read it.

(end of this chapter)