Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 370 79. Hurry up and get out! Don't disturb this pirate chatting with Brother Dan

Melandus prayed in his heart that the grudge naga would act fast enough to take away or kill the leader of the demon hunters before the demon hunters rushed into the lowest crypt to rescue Illidan.

But unfortunately, he is not the son of the world.

The world doesn't revolve around him.

Just as he returned to the third-floor crypt, he was confronted by a sharp gray war blade against his throat.

This thing is a special weapon for demon hunters. Like the moon blade, it is a strange weapon that only elves can use. It takes a long time to train to use the war blade well.

But in the hands of someone who is good at this weapon, when the artistic war blade is swung like a war dance, it can often explode with terrifying destructive power.

"It was you who brought the Naga here? You actually cooperated with a lunatic like Azshara?!"

Commander of the Demon Hunter, the green magic pattern on the body of "The Sufferer" Altruis kept beating violently, his blind eyes were filled with dark green evil fire, staring at the Nightborn Demon Swordsman in front of him. .

He scolded coldly:

"You want to present Lord Illidan to Azshara as a 'gift'? Sure enough, Lord Illidan is right, Elisande of Suramar is a duplicitous bastard!

She is not believable at all. "

All the demon hunters around him, men and women, exuded the indifference of the same hatred, each with a knife in their hand, and the nearby magic swordsmen were all disarmed by them, knocked out and left aside.

Let Melandus instantly become isolated and helpless.

In the tense scene, the female demon hunter Elisanna Ravencrest, who was brought by Max Duran, hesitated for a moment. She looked at the commander and said:

"Commander Altruis, this may be a bit of a misunderstanding. After all, the Nightborne of Suramar came to save us at the risk of offending the Temple of the Moon, and it is impossible for them to cooperate with Naga."

"That's right! Why do you think so?"

Melandus's heart skipped a beat, but he reacted very quickly. When Elisanna spoke for him, he asked blankly:

"You demon hunters are so suspicious of people who have good intentions towards you? Is it true that people in the whole world are enemies in your eyes?

Are you crazy?

After the Great Magister Elisande broke with Azshara 10,000 years ago, we Nightborne are the least likely elves to be with the Naga! Those deep-sea soft-skinned snakes hate us no less than you!

The Naga came in by running around.

Instead of questioning me here, why don't you hurry up and see Lord Illidan's situation, if he has been imprisoned for 10,000 years, he must be as weak as you.

He may be assassinated by the vicious Matron Naga in a despicable way! "

"Hehe, the Burning Legion failed to kill Lord Illidan, how dare a group of Azshara's lackeys be so arrogant?"

A demon hunter wearing blood-red armor and a red blindfold beside Altruis sneered. He waved the blood-red warblade in his hand and said coldly:

"I just went to the dark cage at the bottom of the third floor and found the traces of the Naga. I interrogated them 'a little bit', and the group of bastards told me everything.

They intercepted the news that you are going to raid the Warden's Vault from the courier in Suramar City.

Although it looks like an accident.

But such a coincidence, do you think we will believe it?

You have bad intentions! The Children of the Night.

You want to use the hands of Naga to get rid of Lord Illidan so that you can control us. You want to turn us into lackeys of Suramar and Elisande!

Pooh!

You are as disgusting as the nobles 10,000 years ago. "

"Okay, Loramus, don't be so excited, we are very weak, and our mood swings are too violent, which will allow the demons to find a chance to fight back."

The "sufferer" Altruis, who pressed his war blade against Melandus' neck, waved his hands indifferently to calm down his brothers and sisters.

He "looked" at the Son of the Night in front of him, and said coldly:

"I told you before, if you want to prove your sincerity, there is only one way now. Take your magic swordsmen and spellcasters and raid to the lowest level with us.

Help us rescue Lord Illidan, and we will trust you.

Otherwise, we would rather die here than go to Suramar. Elisanna, my sister, where are you on? "

Altruis asked.

Elisanna Ravencrest, beside Melandus, took the war blade thrown by her companion without hesitation, raised her wrist, and pressed the blade against the back of the magic swordsman.

She said hoarsely:

"Ten thousand years ago, when my father was assassinated by the assassins sent by the despicable Azshara, I swore that I would always follow Lord Illidan.

As long as the adults give an order.

Both Suramar and Elisande will be my enemies! We are the Illidari, we are the servants of Lord Illidan! "

This resolute answer caused sweat to ooze from the magic swordsman's forehead.

He is very good at fighting, and in one-on-one situations, he is not afraid of any demon hunters, and these guys are very weak, but the problem now is that the dozen or so elite demon hunters in front of him are fighting against each other.

In the event of a conflict, he would kill one or two at most, and he would be chopped into flesh by the war blades of the hunters.

Those kaldorei wild elves who live in the woods are right.

These demon hunters are a bunch of hopelessly lunatics!

"Of course I will help you, I will prove Suramar's sincerity."

Melandus gritted his teeth, took out a magic stone, threw it to Altruis on the opposite side, and said:

"If you crush it, you will be able to send out a message, summoning two legendary arcanists who are leading the battle outside to come to support. This sincerity, isn't it enough?"

"Oh, let's see it later."

A smile finally appeared on the victim's indifferent face, and he crushed the Philosopher's Stone in his hand without hesitation.

This scene of conflict and compromise fell completely not far away, under the gaze of Bu Laike hiding in the shadow of the corner, the pirates would frown.

Clearly, he was not happy with the way things were going.

"How did Illidan train this group of loyalists? After ten thousand years, he is still so loyal to him, which is really enviable. There must be a trick to this kind of thing, right?

Although the Illidari will split in the future, it is something that the organization cannot help.

I don't know if he can teach me how to become a successful leader like him when I chat with Brother Dan later. "

Cloth Laike wore a watchman's cloak that could enhance concealment and weaken the sense of presence, and hid in the shadow of the corner. Under the cover of the shadow, he whispered a few words.

Of course he wasn't talking to himself.

There is a young lady with a vicious tongue and a bad heart who lives in his heart to chat with him.

Oh, it's free.

"That's because Illidan Stormrage set an example and set a sufficiently ambitious and ambitious goal for this group of poor people who lost everything due to the demon invasion.

Illidan Stormrage is pretty good at it, just as you do for your incompetent scumbags.

The only difference is that.

He really believed in the future he said, and devoted himself to it wholeheartedly.

And you, my little master.

You are simply lying. "

Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"Don't learn from him, I don't want my cunning, vicious, and cold-blooded little master to become an idealist who is willing to dedicate himself to his goal.

That would be so boring.

There is always only one end for idealists like Illidan, and that is to die alone in a pool of his own blood while facing enemies from both sides.

His ideals are too arrogant and lofty.

He is so sublime that no one can understand him. Even these followers who call themselves servants are only worshiping him and imitating him, but cannot really understand him.

Oh, he must be lonely. "

"Yes."

With a light flick of the pirate's finger, an illusory icy soul-suppressing coin fell into his hand. He looked at the demon hunters waiting for reinforcements in front of him, and said:

"Worship, that is the emotion that is the furthest away from understanding. But unfortunately, this group of diehards today is destined not to be able to meet their great leader.

I don't want them to disturb my chat with Brother Dan, I've been waiting for a day for a long time. God, what is going on in this world?

Can't you satisfy the star chasing fanaticism of a small fan? "

"Sefiel!"

Bu Laike squeezed the soul-relief coin belonging to Sefiel in his hand, and said softly:

"Go tell Dean Lanyue and Your Excellency Elan, use 'that'! Immediately eliminate the Naga on Watch Island, release the watchmen, and let them return to the crypt!

The party is over.

It's time for these prisoners to get out of jail. "

"what?"

Sefiel's voice sounded faintly from the soul-suppressing coin, and Pirate Dragon said suspiciously:

"Which one?"

"Don't ask, you go and tell Lord Elan, he knows."

The pirate replied.

"Oh."

Sefiel was also very obedient and didn't continue to ask more questions, and there was no more sound from the Soul Requiem Coin.

Bu Laike hid in the shadows, with an expectant expression, waiting silently, still counting down the time, when he counted down from one hundred to sixty-seven.

"boom"

Terrifying loud noises rang out from above the cave, like a lightning storm thrown down by Thor's roar, sweeping across the entire Watch Island savagely.

Bu Laike, who was hiding underground, completely watched the scene through the eyes of Keir Rogge who stayed on the island.

The terrifying thunder took the Naglfar as its origin, roaring like a brontosaurus and rushing into the sky.

It rolled and fell in the sky again, and in an instant, blue-purple arcs were used to weave a large net of death, covering the entire range of Watch Island.

Lightning arcs are brought to life.

They howled and devoured, in the name of the god who shaped the sea and sky, like a herd of galloping beasts, jumping from one hapless to another.

Turn flesh and blood into coke, sacrifice life and soul to Haitian.

The watchmen surrounded by layers of Naga stared dumbfounded at the sudden lightning storm in front of them. The experienced watchman veterans led the recruits and quickly hid in a nearby grotto.

With eyes in awe of nature, they watched the dazzling thunder sweep away the surrounding Naga and the Nightborne who were too late to evacuate.

This is a legendary lightning storm.

Even in the eyes of the druids of the ancient Cenarion Order, this is considered a destructive strategic magic.

It often requires multiple levels of legendary spellcasters to cast spells together to create such a magnificent thunder of destruction.

But for the Undead Fleet.

They can easily summon such a spell to destroy their enemies, and when necessary, they can also complete the shocking five-shot burst.

Of course, the current hull strength of the Nagfar cannot support such continuous release of magic.

But that's okay, one day, it can be done.

"hum"

On the third floor of the Warden's Cavern, amidst the earth-shaking roar, a magic portal opened with difficulty, and the chief arcanist Talisa and her opponent, Fandos, jumped into the dark underground space in embarrassment. .

The two legendary spellcasters were confused by the unexpected lightning storm, especially Talisa, whose long white hair became obedient under the action of static electricity.

It's like getting a weird hairstyle with an afro.

"Go!"

The equally embarrassed advisor Fan Duosi shouted angrily:

"The naga are almost killed, our troops have suffered heavy losses, and we can no longer trap the watchers, those terrible shadow warriors will return to the defense cave immediately!

If you don't go, you can't go! "

"no!"

Altruis the Sufferer shouted:

"Master Illidan must be rescued! Let's go to the upper floor to block the watcher, you guys! Go and save him!"

"Are you all a bunch of lunatics? Illidan will not die here, and the watchers will not execute him!"

Chief Arcanist Talisa screamed:

"Let's go now, wait for you to recover enough energy and recover your strength, at worst, do it again! We will try our best to help you, you are known as the war heroes of thousands of years ago, but you can't even understand this?"

"It's you who are stupid!"

Elisanna Ravencrest raised her warblade and pointed it at Talisa beside her, she shouted sharply:

"Once we leave here, the Wardens will immediately transfer Lord Illidan to other cages. They fear him, and that bitch Maiev hates him for her brother's personal vendetta.

Lord Illidan might even be sent straight to Mount Hyjal.

Once he is sent there, under the watchful eye of a demigod, what shall we do to save him?

What do you use to fulfill your promise?

Nowadays!

Today is the only chance! "

"It's so annoying! Mother-in-law's bastard! I'm almost dead, why don't you run away?"

In the midst of their disgusting quarrel, the pirate, hiding in the corner, could bear it no longer.

He jumped out of the shadows and dropped three special smoke bombs, filling the place with smoke, and then a round of killing feast swept over, holding a blunt stick instead of a sharp knife in his hand.

Bang bang bang bang.

Knocking out those stubborn demon hunters who were still weak one after another, a few elites managed to escape, but they were also trapped by the legendary Nightborne mage beside them with quick eyesight and quick hands.

"Get them out of here quickly! Don't bother me."

Bu Laike dropped the blunt weapon in his hand and kicked the unconscious demon hunters beside him. He scolded the three night children:

"If Elisande's subordinates are all indecisive waste like you, Suramar is still a fart! Go back and drink as soon as possible, let's get drunk."

"You! Who are you!"

Seeing that the person in front of him was so rude, the consultant Fan Duosi also raised the elf's stubborn temper, and asked a loud question. Bu Laike grabbed the death hand scythe with a bang, and glanced back at the three nightborne behind him coldly.

He said:

"My name is Dailin, the great pirate who plundered Suramar, the screaming devil that appeared in your dreams, and the villain who made you cry and look for your mother.

It will be a long time for us to deal with each other in the future.

Get out now!

Useless sissies, elves, if my event is delayed.

Just bury you all! "

(end of this chapter)