Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 371 80. Fan Meeting

"Smelly pirate!"

Hearing Braike's unceremonious speech, the chief arcanist Talisa, who was using magic to bind the remaining demon hunters, wanted to refute, but was held down by her friend, the magic swordsman Melandus Prevent.

(This guy's name is Melandus, the boss of the Stars Garden, not Max Duran. I made a mistake before, thanks to the book friends for pointing out.)

The magic swordsman shook his head at her, pointed to the unconscious demon hunters on the ground, and pointed to the top of his head.

Naga was defeated, and the watchmen were about to return to help, and if they didn't leave, they really couldn't.

The mission ordered by Ms. Elisande has almost been successfully completed, and now is not a good time to argue or fight with the pirates.

"Bring back Anaris!"

Talisa gritted her teeth and said:

"Of the Moon County Family"

Before she could finish her sentence, she saw Bo Laike jump down from the hole in the magical platform of the third-level crypt.

Obviously, the latter didn't intend to listen to her at all, and didn't care about any of her thoughts.

This made the Chief Arcanist grit his teeth, but now is indeed not the time to be angry. Another magic advisor of the Grand Magister, Vandos, opened a portal to leave the crypt behind.

The magic swordsman will wake up the warriors who have been stunned by the demon hunters, and carry the demon hunters who have been stunned by the pirates through the portal.

Talisa and Vandros used the magic of the arcane cage to send a few sober but weak demon hunters through the portal and arrived at the edge of the island on the surface of Watch Island.

They looked around the Watch Island in front of them.

In the fog of gray and cold sea pollution, the entire Watch Island loomed, and in the center of the island behind them, there were still remnants of thunder and lightning beating.

Render here like a Jedi in the sea.

"Let's go back to Suramar."

The leader of the magic swordsmen, Melandus, looked back and sighed. He glanced at the floating Naga corpses on the sea, including some drowned Nightborne warriors.

This scene is a bit miserable, but the battle on the island is not over yet.

"We suffered heavy losses this time, all because of the ghost ship in the mist. What happened to it? What happened to the sudden thunderstorm?"

Melandus looked at Talisa, who was about to speak, but seemed to sense danger.

Turning around and raising his staff, he saw a Nightborne Arcanist resting on the edge of the mist not far away, clutching his heart and falling to the ground.

Behind him, a watchman warden holding a double-edged pyramid, wearing a battle armor, and wearing a blade-wing cloak, walked out of the cold mist vaguely behind the corpse like a ghost.

She shook off the blood stained on the weapon in her hand.

The eyes under the owl helmet looked indifferently at the group of nightborne who had escaped from Watch Island, and at the unconscious demon hunters at their feet.

She raised her right hand, and a hunting party of eight watchers also emerged from the shadows behind her.

The warden Sera Moonguard, who was waiting here, said in a low tone:

"Elves of Suramar, where are you taking our prisoners? If you're on such good terms with these Illidari, why don't you stay with them?

Our Vault of the Wardens is pretty big. "

——

Bu Laike was in no mood to pay any attention to the mother-in-law's Nightborne.

He jumped down from the magic elevator hole in the center of the third-floor hall of the Vault of the Wardens.

The watchman's cloak behind him fluttered like a dragon's wings, turning his fall into a glide, like an owl in the dark night, falling towards the lowest cage.

This is different from the upper three floors.

There is no trace of artificial excavation here at all, just like a large natural cave located nearly 100 meters underground, and there is no light source in it, it is pitch black.

The pirate landed lightly on the ground, with the cloak behind him covering his body, wrapping his body.

In such invisible darkness, life will panic, but the assassins are an exception, such darkness is their best camouflage and their favorite battlefield.

"I remember that there should be a magic light source here."

The darkness couldn't cover the pirate's eyes. He found a lifelike owl statue next to the landing place, but the light source that should be in the owl's claws in his memory had disappeared.

"There are so many mourning souls here, there has just been a massacre here."

Xal'atath whispered in Bu Laike's ear:

"Can you see them? Little master, their screams are really ugly. In your words, they are the wailing of a defeated dog, which is disgusting."

"certainly."

The pirate switched the title of spirit hunter on the character card, and the darkness in front of his eyes suddenly changed, and he saw many souls who died here were bound in the dark cave.

Most are killed naga.

But there are also some strange watchmen, they are incorporeal, dark, patrolling along a fixed route in the dark, their movements are still vigorous, but a little stiff.

"That's... Vengeful Spirit?"

The pirate frowned.

He had just read the Tome of the Moonlit Night, and the character card contained the Legendary inscription of the Watcher, so he already had an understanding of the Watcher's power and skills.

These black moon hunters can be regarded as a hybrid of hunters, assassins and spellcasters. When their shadow skills reach their peak, they can capture the souls of their enemies as their special summons and fight for themselves.

This sounds a little evil, and blasphemy of the dead is a taboo in the teachings of the Moon God, so the watchmen are generally not very good at using this taboo power.

There is only one exception.

When a watcher dies in battle, her soul will not dissipate under the protection of the moon god, and will transform into this special form of spirit body in front of her.

Such spirits will be captured by the watchmen of the younger generation and exist as their "guardian spirits". In critical moments, these vengeful spirits can also be released and join the battle.

This is one of the special powers of Warden as a legendary class.

No watcher should be taken lightly.

Because there will always be the souls of the pioneers behind them to bless, sharpen, and fight together.

It now appears that the Wardens planted these vengeful spirits outside of the cage in which Illidan was held, as an invisible but effective layer of defense.

"Avoid them carefully, little master. These souls contaminated with Elune's divine power are very powerful, and each of them has experienced many battles. You are not their opponent."

Xalatas quietly reminded that the pirate nodded, not in a hurry to leave, but observing the patrol tracks of these vengeful spirits in the darkness of the heights.

He seized a fleeting opportunity, threw out the hook lock, buckled it on the rock above his head, and swiftly swung into the depths of the cave.

The deeper you go, the more corpses of Naga.

These soft-skinned snakes were undoubtedly ambushed by the spirit of vengeance here. This surprise attack was silent and deadly. In this cave, Naga left at least a hundred corpses.

"You keep saying that you are well-informed, so let me ask you something."

Bu Laike hid in the shadows, while carefully bypassing the Vengeful Spirit, and advancing into the depths of the cage, he said to Xal'atath:

"Have you heard the legend of the 'Moon Night God of War'?"

"Of course, in another world."

Xalatas froze for a moment.

Probably wondering where Bu Laike heard this word, but soon, she replied with great interest:

"I have not only heard of it, but I have also seen it with my own eyes, my little master. It was a long time ago before I came to Azeroth. It was a world that was invaded by Legion and had no cure. .

The people there created their own god out of desperation, and they called it the 'Moon Night God of War'.

It is said that it is the power of darkness from Elune.

It was extremely terrifying and violent, and the brave vanguard sent by the Burning Legion was destroyed by him alone. He waved his war blade tirelessly and mercilessly swayed the power of the black moon.

When the last demon fell, the Moonlit God of War was already standing on a hundred-meter-high mountain piled up with corpses, and he successfully repelled the Burning Legion.

He also ruined his own world and his people.

He even ruined himself.

In the most painful howl, the power of the Moon Night God of War pouring out of his body ruthlessly dismantled every piece of his flesh and blood, every bone, and melted him in the reflection of the black moon.

That.

That is not a power that mortals can bear. "

"Very good, then don't you think that the power of the watchmen is actually very similar to the power of Moon Night God of War?"

Bu Laike approached the deepest part of the dark cave, he approached the cage gate that was destroyed by magic violence, and listened to the dead silence coming from the dark passage deeper into the mountain wall.

In the broken door that penetrated into the cage in front of him, what was surging was something darker than night.

It was difficult to perceive the invisible breath, but in the perception of a guy with keen senses like Bu Laike, it was a breath that could make the hairs on his whole body stand on end.

It’s as if the broken door of the cage in front of you is the open mouth of a monster entrenched in the darkness, waiting for ignorant intruders to step into it, and then be swallowed with flesh and skin, and gnawed clean net.

The pirate patted his face, took out a bottle of wine, and took a sip.

Use this method to calm down your mind, and softly talk about the topic just now:

"Watcher and Moon Night God of War are both the kind of hunting and killing power that can only be born under the most ruthless dark moon phase, maybe it's just maybe.

This is my own wild guess.

I think that the birth of the Watcher may be a derivative of the Moon Priests studying the Moon Night God of War.

Don't forget, Maiev Shadowsong, the first watcher, was also a high-ranking priest of the Sisterhood of Elune. She has full access to the forbidden secrets of the moon god.

I also don't believe that Maiev thought of such a complete career system as a watcher alone.

It's not realistic.

It definitely has a source of inheritance. "

"Well, this guess is a bit interesting. As expected of my little master, I can easily think of things that others dare not think about."

Sartaras praised, then remained silent for a few seconds, and said quietly:

"But this field is not something I can evaluate. I have been trying my best to avoid getting involved with anything related to Elune during the countless hours since I arrived in Azeroth.

I advise you not to get too close to the light of the moon god, my little master. Let's not talk about this, hehe, in your words, the next moment is the moment when you meet alone with the third idol you admire.

I won't bother you anymore, please allow me to retire temporarily.

Be careful what's in the dark, little master, don't get too close to him, you'll be eaten by him, just like these stupid naga.

Sunlight is not the only thing that burns. "

In short laughter, Xalatas hid his voice, and the pirate drank the wine in his hand, stood up, and straightened his battle clothes and cloak.

He took steps towards the broken cage in front of him.

It's quiet here.

As a cage where important people are imprisoned, it is a bit too quiet here. The pirate maximized his perception, but he still didn't notice anything in the darkness in front of him.

This is a very strange feeling. You know there is something in front of you, but you just can't see it, you can't feel it, it's like facing an invisible thing.

"You came to pick me up too?"

When the pirates walked around the messy Naga corpses on the ground and approached the platform at the end of the cage, a hoarse man's voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

He seemed very tired, and there was an unspeakable taste in his voice.

Like anger.

It seems to be suppressing anger all the time.

"Don't do it, I'm different from them, I'm not here to die."

Bu Laike raised his hands smoothly, and said to the old elf hiding in the darkness in front of him:

"I'm just a pirate passing by, and I stopped by to pay my respects to the heroes of ten thousand years ago, or in the words of the Kaldorei elves, they call you a lunatic and a traitor.

But I guess, they actually have complicated feelings for you, and it can even be said that they have no malicious intentions. It's just that your appearance is too dark, and your heart is too terrifying.

You scare them.

You frightened the group of people you protected, and they didn't know how to commemorate the bad things you did for them, so they could only treat you as a prisoner.

won't kill you.

Just choose to forget you. "

The pirate coughed. He glanced at Mistress Naga's wide-eyed eyes, and said to the silent elf in front of him:

"But I know who you are. I only started admiring you after hearing your story. I'm not just copying others. I'm your fanatic, and I know everything you did 10,000 years ago.

I came here just to chat with idols.

If possible, I would like another autograph or something, and take it back to show off to my first mate, anyway"

Bu Laike coughed, bowed slightly in front of him gracefully, and performed a courtesy.

Say:

"Hello, Illidan Stormrage.

The future king of the sea, Yu Zun, descended to this dilapidated place, and walked into such a shabby cage full of corpses himself.

I'm coming to see you. "

(end of this chapter)