Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 3 2. Imminent Hostility

Undead cannot be drowned.

Although in the game that Laike loves and is familiar with, undead characters will die if they stay in the water for a long time, but that is just a gameplay design.

In reality, undead are not afraid of water.

Just like now.

Bu Laike. Xiao is walking along the edge of the seabed under the sea surface, following the route he remembers, from the Kaz Modan sea area to the wetland in the southeast.

Although the wetland belonging to the dwarf kingdom had been occupied by the tribal orcs at this point in time, it was, after all, the closest land to the naval battle area.

Bu Laike can't be in the water all the time.

He has to be in touch with people.

Surviving with the cursed evil weapon was just the beginning. If he didn't want to live as a cursed undead forever, he had to find a skilled priest of the Holy Light.

Dispel this curse for him.

The tainted Eye of Phra Reiss saved Boo Laike from a desperate situation, but it is definitely not a good thing.

While that thing was saving him, it also brought him an unspeakable change. After leaving the battle sea area for a few minutes, he immediately felt the dark magic power of this cursed thing penetrate into his body.

It is subtly eroding him.

Laike touched his forehead again, and the damn character card information immediately appeared, suspended in front of his eyes like a translucent, very much like the effect of pressing the C key in the game.

Only the data on it has changed a lot:

Character Card: Derek Proudmoore (B Laike Shaw)

Info: Kul Tiran Human, 19 years old

Status: Mortal Body. Shadow Curse. Life Solidification. Weakness. Magic Invasion

Class: 7th-level fighter / 15th-level navigator / 5th-level stalker

Legendary Class: None

Mythical Class: None

Title: Prince of Kul Tiras

Equipment: Tainted Eye of Phra Reiss

Talents: Son of the Sea, Shadow Affinity (Basic), Proudmoore Bloodline (Hate Seal)

Skill:

Kul Tiran Military Swordsmanship (Beginner)

Deadly Throw (beginner)

Tidal Fists (Adept)

Navigation (Proficient)

"???"

Undead Bu Laike's eyes widened.

He could see clearly that when he was holding the cursed evil weapon, his rank was rapidly decreasing.

The warrior rank dropped three levels within ten minutes, which was the most serious.

The navigator also dropped one level, the stalker, or another name that is not so civilized, but the thief class did not drop, probably because this profession already walks in the shadows and uses the power of shadows.

This point can also be proved by the extra "shadow affinity" in the talent.

It seems that this character card will change with the state of Bu Laike.

The other is the unfortunate news, because the fighter class has dropped from level 10 to level 7, so under the twitching eyes of Bu Laike, the "battlefield warrior" in the talent column has disappeared.

Moreover, the military swordsmanship that he had mastered originally fell to the beginner level, and the tidal fist that he mastered proficiently slipped to the proficient level.

He felt weak for a while, as if he had lost something precious, and his hands seemed to have become limp.

"swish"

The purple-black crystal ball was thrown back into the suitcase by Laike the next moment, and was tightened and locked by the key again. The dark magic power was no longer emitted, and Laike's character card changed again.

Mana Invasion status removed.

But the shadow curse and life solidification are still there, and the primary shadow affinity obtained from the penetration of dark magic power is still there, which is a little surprise.

But if he continues to hold the cursed evil weapon, even with the protection of the magic suitcase, he will still be further weakened, from a good NPC recruit template to a powerless little piece of trash.

A priest must be found to purify it quickly!

"Broken stuff!"

Bo Laike cursed under his breath.

He tied the magic suitcase around his waist with cloth strips, and continued to speed up on the bottom of the sea. He walked like this for nearly four hours. After the night fell completely, he finally set foot on the coast of the wetland with the low tide.

"Snapped"

The moment he stepped onto the muddy beach, Laike was lying on the sand with his whole body stretched out, like a drowned guy, unwilling to move a finger.

Indeed, the undead do not die.

But the undead get tired.

Not only the numbness from the body, but also the exhaustion in the soul, as if he had stayed up for two days and two nights, and now he just wanted to sleep well.

So, in the ebb tide, he closed his eyes, and fell asleep in the next moment, all kinds of chaotic memories came one after another

The sea was surging, accompanied by his snoring.

——

"Huh? The timeline is fluctuating?"

In another savage continent separated by an endless sea from the eastern Great Lu Yuan, in the endless desert, there is a mysterious place that only exists in the mouths of spell casters.

In the Ten Thousand Years Cave surrounded by the light of time and space, a sound sounded as if it had just woken up.

It was packed very comfortably, very warm in the den.

An elegant creature looked up in a daze.

It has a snake-like head.

Eyes like snake pupils.

There are bronze-colored fine scales all over the body, as well as bat-like wings, but larger, foldable wings.

The abdomen is slightly bloated, but the neck is slender, and the equally slender tail is also covered with spurs.

And the four sharp claws hidden under the belly.

It pops out its sharp claws, shattering wood, steel or flesh effortlessly.

It will be like a cat, curling its tail and body together, obviously just waking up from a deep sleep, when the elegant neck is raised, the five long horns on the head also emit light like metal.

This is a dragon.

With a body length of nearly 30 meters, it is far less gigantic than the three red dragons raging in the waters of Kaz Modan today. Such a body length also means that this bronze dragon is just a young dragon.

Not really an adult yet.

But it's also already a member of the glorious Bronze Dragonflight.

Although the strength is weak, there is no way to enter the scale of quicksand full of glory, follow the great time king His Majesty Nozdormu, and maintain the time network of Azeroth.

But it has also been assigned its own work.

Time, this is an invisible force.

But in Bronze Dragon Eye, it is like a river that can enter and exit at will, while the timeline of Azeroth is quite special, it has a network structure.

Every important time node is intertwined with each other. If it is disturbed by external forces, it will make the timeline go in the wrong direction.

That kind of mistake will lead to time tributaries.

Most tributaries will not affect the main body of the world line, but if too many time nodes are affected at one time, it will cause terrible problems.

The job of a young dragon like it is to maintain the stability of a certain time node, guard against the intervention of external forces, and clean up those "time residues" that cause chaos in a timely manner.

This job has been very easy for hundreds of thousands of years, but recently it has become difficult.

There is a mysterious force that the bronze dragon is not yet familiar with, and it begins to infiltrate those less important time nodes quietly, like a small prank.

But it has aroused the vigilance of the Bronze Dragon Legion, so in recent years, the few but elite Quicksand Scales have been very busy, frequently shuttling between various nodes.

"Beginners" like this young dragon have also become busy.

"The time fluctuation is in the Kaz Modan sea area, the intensity is not high, and it has not touched the stability of the time node, but let's go and have a look."

The young dragon quickly followed the vibration of the timeline and found the source of the fluctuation.

It moved its huge body lazily, and walked out of its lair. In front of its eyes, the once bustling Cavern of Time, the base camp of the Bronze Dragon Legion, has become deserted now.

Except for some newly hatched whelps, playing under the protection of the dragonmen, everyone has their own work to do.

This holy place is filled with crimson energy, which is the manifestation of the power of time, just like a rainbow or aurora, and it is distributed in every forked road where the dust is flying.

In the huge cave, there are "gates" leading to various important time nodes.

But for those large time nodes, only the elite Quicksand Scale can enter, and young dragons like it are not qualified to participate in the protection of those important nodes.

This is not contempt.

It's not suppression.

This is a prudent protection.

"Hey, Sefiel, you should work harder."

The young dragon sighed, with humanized helplessness in its big eyes. It raised its head and said to itself:

"That troublemaker Chromie was only born a hundred years earlier than me, but she is already the youngest member of Quicksand Scale, I can't be compared to her.

That idiot has robbed me of food since I was a child, and bullied me since I was a child. I haven't seen her for a long time. Go to the past or the future in a while, let's play with her. "

A cloud of bronze streamer like dust shrouded the young dragon's body, and as it took a step forward, its huge body shrank suddenly.

In just an instant, it changed from dragon form to human form.

It turned into a tall elf lady with white skin, tall figure, wearing a moon-white dress, long silver-gray hair, and a delicate blue gem headband.

Dragons all have this kind of transformation technique, which is quite simple for them who have mastered mysterious power.

The young dragon Sefiel was suspended a few inches above the ground. She looked left and right, then called a dragon beast, and told the servants of these giant dragons to help her clean up the lair and change crystal gems or something.

Like a sorcerer, he quickly left the inner ring of the Cave of Time with the flash technique, and when he reached the outer ring, he changed back into the form of a dragon, flapped his wings, and flew towards the sea area of ​​Kaz Modan.

It's just a baby dragon, unable to teleport across continents.

Fortunately, even young dragons are truly legendary creatures.

The flight speed is definitely fast enough.

A few hours later, the baby dragon Sefiel, who looked a little tired after flying across the endless sea, landed on the Tidefall Island on the edge of the Khaz Modan Sea.

This is a military port, but now it has been completely destroyed and occupied by the large orc fleet. When the young dragons arrived, those rough orcs were processing the bodies of the Kul Tiras sailors who died here.

There are no survivors.

No one surrendered. These soldiers serving Admiral Dai Lin were extremely brave. They fought to the last moment and died heroically.

That's why it took the violent and powerful orc tribe six years to reach the northern border after suffering heavy casualties.

Because what they were facing was not an opponent that could be dismissed casually.

Especially when human warriors fight to defend their home and country, their courage is no weaker than that of orcs. It's just that everything that makes people feel emotional doesn't make much sense to Seifel.

It is a dragon.

Its concept of good and evil is different from that of ordinary creatures, and their emotions are not the same as those of giant dragons.

Safiel turned into an elf form, suspended in the sky, raised her left hand, and the power of time like sand was emitted, condensing into a delicate hourglass in front of her eyes.

She closed her eyes, perceiving the timeline here.

"The orc crossed the sea, the facts match, the third fleet sank, the facts match, the enslaved red dragon joined the battle, the facts match, Drake Proudmoore died in the battle, the facts match

wait! "

Sefiel opened his eyes for a moment.

She flew towards the sea area ahead at a whistling speed, transformed into the shape of a giant dragon, plunged headlong into the sea, splashed a huge splash, and attracted the attention of the broken orc patrolling nearby.

But they couldn't capture a legendary creature entering the water at all.

Half an hour later, the young dragon Sefiel searched the entire bottom of the Khaz Modan sea area, carefully identifying the wreckage of every ship and every corpse.

There was a hint of tension and anger in its huge long eyes.

"Drake's body is not here, and the tainted Eye of Pa Reiss has also disappeared, but he is obviously dead, and I can't feel his breath.

The timeline is disturbed.

A time residue is active!

Is it that group of mice hiding their heads and showing their tails? What conspiracy are they planning? Quicksand Scale must be reported"

At this moment, the young dragon's thoughts were interrupted.

Quicksand Scale is busy.

Every member is very busy, and Drake Proudmoore is not considered a big figure in the future world line.

He is just a trivial node.

Far less important than the arrival of his sister, Jaina.

Even if such a situation is reported, there will be no adult bronze dragon to deal with it in a short time.

"Then I'll find it myself."

The young dragon made up his mind in an instant.

There is a problem with the time node that I am responsible for, and it is a shame to be escaped by the time residue.

It must wash away this shame with its own hands.

"I'm not going to let you laugh at me anymore, disgusting Chromie."

The body of the baby dragon floated up quickly in the water, and after a few seconds, it rushed into the sky.

"I will definitely find him!"

"The residue must be cleaned up!"

PS:

I have already signed a contract. After sending out the contract, according to the opinion of Brother Lu, after changing the status, it will be updated twice a day, and three times a day after it is put on the shelves.

I hope everyone likes this story, new writers need recommendation tickets and collection support ~ thank you!

(end of this chapter)