Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 324 33. The last night of Suramar -- [3840]

(Add more [13/15] for the prisoner brothers on the throne)

Astava Harbor is in the very center of Suramar City.

This is not only the pier of the city bay, but also the source of the intricate water systems in the civilian area of ​​Suramar, which is like the scenery of Venice.

During the period of the Elven Empire, the city of Suramar was not in its current position.

In fact, the entire Broken Islands were "pushed" into the current remote sea area during the catastrophe.

In the kingdom of Queen Azshara, this pier was once the home port connected to the water system of the capital, Zin Azshali, and was specially used to transfer materials between Suramar and the capital of the empire, so it was repaired very beautifully and very strong. , around a large ring-shaped platform, there are four piers with different functions.

There are many ships in Suramar City moored here, all of which are elf boats that cannot sail into the open sea.

But tonight, this large port that existed for more than 10,000 years was cut off by a third. A third of the building has sunk into the water above the large domed columns of the main body of the port.

It's like a straight line that cuts everything in front of you smoothly and remains on the building, leaving only a smooth blade profile.

It's as if what Bu Laike cut through just now was not a solid elf white rock, but a piece of old tofu.

The destructive power should not be so strong.

It can only be said that the children of the night were unlucky, the knife just now triggered the continuous attack effect of the Black Iron Relic, the Hand of Justice.

The power of the second knife is not as powerful as the first knife, but it is also impressive.

"good."

The pirate stood in the ruins he made, feeling the exhaustion in his body, and nodded in satisfaction.

Not just satisfied with destructive power.

I am also satisfied with my current state.

Thanks to the blessing of Xalatas, the intuitive effect of using the void power on the blade of the dark empire to strengthen his body to a critical state has now been reflected.

"Finally he's no longer a man with one sword. It's a pity that he has to 'explode his chest' for a second cut. It's really an embarrassing situation."

Bu Laike looked at the translucent character card in front of him, and there was no such description as "seriously injured" in the status bar, which meant that his current physique could withstand the backlash of playing such a demigod-level skill.

Moreover, the demigod-level shadow attack just now was the first time that the pirates had fully used their skills. From the beginning to the end, the shadow enhancement of the riot did not lose control in the slightest.

Only in this way can the power of the sword in front of him be created.

However, Bu Laike himself has complained that his "demigod power" is extremely watery. In the final analysis, it is just that his skill proficiency has been temporarily strengthened to the demigod level by various talents.

Not a demigod of absolute power.

If he really had this kind of power, the knife just now would not just chop up a third of the pier, and the surrounding buildings would be destroyed.

Let's make a more intuitive analogy.

If the astral mage Medivh was here and casually threw out a demigod-level magic, the entire city of Suramar would probably be destroyed by at least half.

Or a wilderness demigod sleeping on Hyjal came here to wreak havoc, and it would not be difficult to tear down the entire city overnight.

"There is a long way to go, but the current situation is not enough."

Bu Laike sighed in his heart.

"What's the matter with your sudden surge of power?"

Xalatas spoke in the pirate's ear, with an incomprehensible doubt, and said:

"Why are you immediately strengthened in all directions after you come into contact with sea water? Is this some kind of magic? I have never seen this phenomenon since the birth of Azeroth."

"There are so many things you don't know. The world is never as simple as you think."

The pirate pouted, and said to Miss Xalatas with a Dugu Qiu defeated tone:

"For example, you still think that Elune is the protoss titan bred by Azeroth, but in fact, she is not, she is a more peculiar life form."

"So, this kind of power that will skyrocket when it comes into contact with sea water is Elune's blessing to you? And the power you used to trap me."

Xalatas asked suspiciously:

"is from"

"Don't think about it, I'm such a mysterious man, you got my heart, but never got my secret. My background is much stronger than you imagined.

But I won't tell you that.

So, let me be quiet, please? "

The pirate interrupted Xal'atath's inquiry, which made the Legacy of the Void feel a sense of depression, and like a loyal servant, it became quiet again.

Bo Laike looked at the magic swordsman Aluriel lying in the rubble at his feet.

The latter injury was actually not serious.

This also gave the pirates a clearer understanding of the strength of the Nightborne Demon Swordsman. This is the first time since Dabu Laike's "half-god-level" power appeared in the world, he was the first to be completely slashed, but only lightly. hurt people.

She must be stronger than Granny Xiao.

The weird magic armor on her is also a bit interesting, but the magic swordsman at this time is full of frustration and has fallen into a state of sluggishness.

The pirates had no intention of taking her life.

Before the Wilderness Ritual and Shadow Ritual are completed, no amount of heart energy can be absorbed is a waste. It is meaningless for him to want this soul now, and the elf in front of him is already stupid.

Maybe it can be used for other things.

"You have turned the city of Suramar, which has given birth to countless heroes, into a filthy garbage dump with your own hands. Every minute and every second here makes me feel disgusted."

The pirate slapped Aluriel on the cheek with the icy flame blade Sankesu, and he said indifferently:

"The once noble highborne has now become the stinking Shal'dorei trash, how can they gain real power when they are with such bugs?

Poor little girl, you're so talented, you could have done more, but you're stuck in this garbage.

Elisande protected you, but also destroyed you.

You will never understand the meaning of power, your skill, your gift, which you have transformed into a pathetic curse until you leave this corrupted and hopeless city of ten thousand years. "

Bu Laike took out a flare gun and raised his hand to shoot it into the air. A ball of blood-red flares flew into the night sky, shining brightly in the dead Astava Port.

It illuminates this dilapidated place like a bloody hell.

The pirate squatted down, and while the blood was lingering above his head, he stretched out his hand and roughly removed the magic armor from the magic swordsman. This was taking the spoils of the winner.

And the genius magic swordsman who had all his arrogance and confidence defeated by the demigod's sword just now would have no reaction.

Like a wooden man.

"I took this thing away as a reward for letting your life go."

He stretched out his hand, patted the purple-gray cheek of the magic swordsman, and said:

"In Suramar, you have already reached the top, magic swordsman, but where I come from, a genius like you is nothing but a mediocre person. In our place, all those who pursue power must keep running, It is possible to stop in place.

If you want to go further, you have to pay more.

I could have killed you.

But I am more willing to give you, and this fallen city a chance.

Remember my name, then leave this rotten city, go to the big world, don't be satisfied with being a frog in the well.

When you are ready, come find me and challenge me.

I'm Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras.

I am the Sea King of Azeroth, and the next time you die, bring your fleet and all the friends you can find.

I look forward to our next meeting, sad one. "

"hum"

The shadow magic power of the summoning ceremony, with the help of the special soul stone on Bu Laike as an anchor, turned into a twisting shadow door in the difficult tearing space.

The pirate glanced in the direction of the Nighthold.

He stood up, let the magic power of the summoning ceremony bind his body, and was pulled away from the city of Suramar by a hook that seemed to be hooked to the navel.

At the moment when he was engulfed by the shadows, Bu Laike spoke softly, like exhorting and persuading:

"For the mediocre, there are always endless beauty in the places you haven't been. Because you may go to our cruel world, so I advise you, really.

Don't be so optimistic. "

Speaking these words in Salas language, it was more like a provocation, and the legendary magic swordsman Aluriel, who had his armor removed, stared at this scene in a daze.

She had no reaction to Bo Laike's departure.

There was no call for support either.

She is already the third strongest person in this city besides Ms. Elisande and the great astrologer. If she is not an opponent, no matter how many people are brought over, it will only increase casualties.

She was bluffed by pirates.

She didn't know that after the cut, although Bu Laike was not seriously injured, he also felt debilitated. As long as she plucked up the courage and stabbed forward, the pirates had no choice but to flee in embarrassment.

But still that sentence, her confidence as a genius has been completely defeated.

She can accept failure.

She even longed for a failure.

But it's not like this!

"The World Beyond Suramar. Kul Tiras. Daelin Proudmoore. King of the Sea"

The legendary magic swordsman leaned against the pile of rubble in the miserable posture of weak female elves after being abused only in certain suspicious stories.

It's like it's been broken.

Her bright purple eyes stared fixedly at the magical barrier above her head that was as thick as a city wall.

If it wasn't for the reminder from the assassin just now, she would have even forgotten that she and her fathers, she and her people have lived under this magical sky for ten thousand years!

This is where they were born, raised, and lived.

Here is the well.

Let them only see what they can see, but they can't imagine what kind of earth-shaking the world has gone through.

A few minutes later, the magic swordsman stood up with difficulty holding her severed magic wing blade. She recalled the memory just now, turned around staggeringly, and walked into the panicked night among the ruins.

Shameful failure is not a bad thing, it can always open a way for those who have no direction.

——

"I hate this ritual anytime. It's like throwing me into the craziest ocean tide, whirling along the rapids and throwing me into the endless abyss.

I'm done with the stupid magic of warlocks!

Next time, you must use the portals of the mages. If you don't capture the Nightborne Arcanist this time, I will throw you all back to Suramar, and let those old women ravage you! "

Back on the Naglfar, Bo Laike panted and rubbed his head to dissolve the dull pain in his skull.

Beside him is Evil Eye who has just completed the summoning ceremony. Zarak, the skinny boy, and three warlocks performed the ceremony together. They also borrowed the powerful magic power of Gul'dan's head, which barely penetrated the inside and outside of the city. The city was pulled out.

If so, the three warlocks will be as tired as dogs. The weakest Kanresad sat on the deck, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

"How about the results of the looting?"

The nasty pirate didn't care about his three weak subordinates at all, and turned to look at his first officer. Saifier, the pirate dragon, pointed at the cabin happily, and said to Bu Laike:

"A complete victory! Chief Arcanist Talisa is not in her manor, and the prepared battle did not happen at all, and it was almost a flat push all the way.

All the good things in the manor have been moved out.

Six of the Nightborn Arcanists were captured, more than a dozen elf magic swordsmen were captured, and more than 30 servants of the Moon County family were also captured.

Oh, and the windfall.

Lilith Yuejun and her younger sister Anaris Yuejun were also captured by Moros, saying that they wanted to invite them back as distinguished guests to improve the quality of your social circle. "

"Wait. Who was caught?"

The pirate heard these two names familiar. He raised his head, looked at the pirate dragon who was excited by the complete victory of the plunder, and asked:

"Isn't the Yuejun family's manor the outer ring of Suramar? The nobleman Lilith Yuejun is indeed friends with Talisa, but how did she get to that manor?

This script is wrong. "

"Where is there any script?"

Seifel didn't care, and said boldly with his arms akimbo:

"In this world of uncertain fate, anything can happen, my lord captain. Now the pair of elves and noble sisters have been thrown into your captain's cabin.

Are you eating first? Or look at the looted treasure first? Or enjoy them first? "

"What a word of tiger and wolf!"

Bu Laike stared and said to Seifel:

"You girl, is it appropriate to say these words? Besides, the appearance of Nightborne does not conform to my aesthetics, and I am not interested in black elves.

Let's go see the treasure first, and please help me get Her Excellency Lilith out and find a quieter cabin on the poop.

I have something to talk to her about.

At last."

The pirate commander looked back at the city of Suramar, which was covered by a purple magic shield under the night, and said:

"Set sail! Let's go back to the Broken Shore."

"The appetizers and desserts are finished, it's time to go to Azsuna to get down to business."

(end of this chapter)