Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 39 38. True and False

"woo woo"

The low and strange sound of the horn echoed in the dark night. At the end of the valley, Pasonia Shaw, who was playing with a dagger, suddenly stopped her fingers.

The silver-haired old lady stood up and glanced into the distance.

she says:

"That's the summoning signal of the Burning Blade Clan. It seems that the little guys are doing well, far exceeding my expectations for them. Young people from the Mingyi family, how about the others?"

Granny Xiao's tone was not respectful.

But behind her, Halduron Brightwing, who was born in a famous family in Quel'Thalas, did not express any dissatisfaction. The elf ranger patted Falcon on his shoulder and said in a gentle tone:

"Master Farad and Deep Shadow have led their own men to hunt down the scattered Burning Blade Sword Masters, and Ravenholdt's elite in the hilly area have come out together.

With the help of the Stormwind Kingdom MI7, the battlefield has been divided.

As long as we can win the Old Dahl Triple Blood Blade here, tonight's battle will be a brilliant victory that can be recorded in the annals of history. "

"us?"

Granny Xiao tasted the word, she let out a short laugh, shook her head at the ranger who was full of fighting spirit, and said:

"It's not us, it's me.

Young man of the Mingyi family, you are very talented, but the current you are not enough to join a battle between legends.

Don't show that unwilling expression, I'm just telling the truth, you still lack that sliver of true strength, and your understanding of your combat skills is still stuck at the bottleneck.

Your arrows can't hit Old Dahl at all. Once you engage in battle, he can cut off your head before you can react.

It's still possible to replace your mentor, General Liresa, but Liresa, alas

She is also old and unwilling to move.

like me.

Time is not forgiving. "

The legendary assassin fled into the shadows at a speed that Ming Yi couldn't catch while talking about the unforgiving words of time. She said in the shadows:

"Go and help those three little guys! They have done their job too perfectly, but the Juggernaut gathered in large numbers is not something they can deal with.

The next thing should be done for them by adults.

Be careful when stepping into the blast zone.

Those neurotic gnomes come up with things that are occasionally not very reliable.

Well, Prince Muradin is still as energetic as ever. Sometimes I really wonder whether blood is flowing in the veins of these copper-bearded dwarves?

Still violent thunder and lightning."

Before the voice dissipated, Pasonia's aura had already moved away from this place, rushing towards the thunderous mountain depression ahead, Halduron Bright Wing grabbed his phoenix war bow.

This ranger with pride in his heart had an urge to go to the legendary battlefield at this moment, but soon, he suppressed the unwillingness in his heart.

What Pasonia said was right.

The current him doesn't have the ability to intervene in the battle of legends.

Now it is a war, and everyone in it must do their job well to make the war victorious.

"next time."

Halduron picked up his magic whistle and blew it, and amidst a strange scream, a white chocobo with an ornate saddle appeared beside the ranger.

Ming Yi nimbly jumped onto the saddle, pulled up the reins, and took a last look at the mountain not far away where the purple magic barrier had risen.

Then he steered his beloved car and rushed towards the explosion zone.

"Next time, I won't miss it again."

He said so to himself.

It's like a vow to yourself.

——

"They came so fast!"

Bu Laike, who was galloping on a horse, glanced back, only a piece of wind was blowing in the dark night behind him, but the cold sense of danger told him.

There is a group of sword masters chasing after him.

The war horse under his crotch had already started to pant heavily, obviously running at the fastest speed for too long, but even so, he still couldn't get rid of the pursuit of the sword master behind him.

Those orcs who are hiding in the windwalk are no slower than war horses running with only their feet!

Hell, what did these juggernauts grow up on!

"Maris!"

The pirate yelled in front of him. A few meters in front of him, Xiao Er was galloping on another horse, while the ranger Marius was riding on the horse with his back against him.

His hands were bleeding, but he was still holding the bow firmly.

The moment Bu Laike yelled, the ranger raised his hands, and the bound arrows that had been put on the bowstring flew into the sky and pierced the ground with a whistling sound.

In the next moment, the binding effect of the last magic arrow was activated.

In the flash of blue arc light, the windwalk effect of a certain unlucky sword master was broken, and the orc holding the black saber and the burning blade battle flag was bound in place by the beating arc beam.

But in the next moment, the shackles were forcefully broken free by the sword master.

He sprinted forward a few steps, entering the concealment of the windwalk again, but a red halo had appeared in Laike's backward vision.

Even in the state of the windwalk, the light of the hunter's mark is still beating.

Moreover, at the moment when he looked back just now, Bu Laike had already thrown a scout out with quick eyesight and quick hands, and the feedback information made the pirates frown.

Dasher, Blade Master Apprentice of the Burning Blade Clan

Mortal Body. Ritual of the Burning Blade. Windwalk. Fatal Strike

Level 40 Warrior/Level 3 Juggernaut (pseudo)

"What does this 'pseudo' mean?"

While the horses were galloping, an extremely curious thought popped into Bu Laike's mind:

"Aren't these guys real Juggernauts? And the title is Juggernaut Apprentice, but why do they have a legendary rank? And the 'Fire Blade Ceremony' in the status bar sounds like an additional status."

"whoosh"

There was a sharp, piercing sound behind Laike's head, making the pirate's hair stand on end.

The whole person rolled outwards, turned over and fell from the back of the horse, and the horse that was carrying him was cut off in a flash of the knife.

Blood spattered everywhere, and the headless horse fell forward, which also made the sword master appear. The latter held a knife in one hand, and for a moment, he stretched out his left hand without looking back.

He grabbed the arrow that was coming from behind, and threw it back, and Maris screamed.

The arrow shot by the ranger flew back at a faster speed, and it was now piercing his left leg.

Something is wrong!

There's something wrong with this guy!

The Juggernaut behind them was still nearly 30 meters away from them, and no matter how powerful they were, it was impossible to cross the distance of 30 meters in one fell swoop. The Juggernaut who showed up to attack and kill him must be stronger than other pursuers.

He is being targeted.

Bu Laike rolled around on the ground, and just as he stood up, he saw a knife light up in front of his eyes. At the moment of life and death, he drew out the thrashing blade and blade fist that he could catch, and staggered them in front of him.

"boom"

The pirate was smashed and rolled over and flew out.

And the figure in front of him also disappeared like a magic trick, turning into broken light and disappearing. When he raised his head again, the pirate's hands were shaking, and the attacker was still ten meters away from him.

"swish"

A detection was lost, and the feedback made Laike's eyes widen instantly.

"Half Olson" Lantresor Burning Blade

Mortal Body (Critical). Illusionist. Critical Strike

Level 60 Warrior/Level 8 Juggernaut

"Level 60!"

Bu Laike suspected that he was dazzled for a moment, but the feedback information would not lie. He met a guy who practiced the way of warrior to the critical point between ordinary and extraordinary!

Maybe just one step away.

The guy in front of him, who is taller than other orcs, can step into the realm of legend.

Such a guy, appearing on the battlefield of the three of them, is cheating!

Hello!

Is there any G.M out there to take care of it?

"Orc killer?"

The tall knife holder moved his neck.

He flicked the black-purple beard under his chin, and with a look of contempt and disdain, he waved his hand and pointed the master blade burning with elemental fire forward.

The blade was aimed obliquely at Bo Laike who was getting up.

He said:

"What's the point of slaughtering those cowards? Come on! Fight against real fighters."

Bu Laike didn't answer.

He adjusted his breathing, and he could feel that the guy in front of him had locked his attention. It was an indescribable feeling, like being locked by a tiger.

As long as he makes a slight change, he will face a blow, and the damage will definitely be crushing.

"They hate you."

Bu Laike lowered his body, clenched his fist with his left hand, and held a dagger in his right. He was staring at the real sword master in front of him.

He said:

"Your companions should have rushed over to kill me, but after you showed up, they didn't seem to see me. I desecrated your Fireblade battle flag and killed your compatriots. They wished they could kill me.

So this is the only explanation.

You Haverson!

Your fellows hate you more than I do, even if you fight for them, bastard! I guess your draenei mother didn't marry your orc father willingly, did she? "

He was provoking this ridiculously strong guy in front of him.

I hope that the guy in front of me will attack out of his wits, and Bo Laike, who is locked by him, is already preparing to activate the tidal charm. Fortunately, 15 minutes have passed.

But whether the Tidal Charm will work on the guy in front of him, Laike really has no idea, and there is no doubt that it is his only chance to escape.

Otherwise, you can only go to Hell to report to Queen Hela.

"A trick for the weak."

The tall orc was not provoked. He held the heavy sword burning with elemental fire in the darkness with both hands, and said to Bu Laike:

"But you know a lot. I don't know. In this world, there are people who know the word 'Draenei'. You have aroused my interest, orc killer."

Bu Laike took a deep breath, he took the initiative to attack, but suddenly saw behind the orc, tens of meters away in the dark night, an arc of light flashed away.

"what!"

The pirate yelled, raised his knife and rushed towards the Juggernaut in front of him, who frowned.

Is the Orc Slayer good enough?

It's just like a desperate little gangster, it's really disappointing!

He raised his warblade, and in disappointment, swung it towards Bo Laike with a single execution.

"hum"

The saber is cut down, and the spell is activated.

The sound like the tide rang in the ears of Lantresor Burning Blade, which made the Sword Master frightened for a moment, his body trembled, and three vivid phantoms jumped out to protect himself.

But the moment the phantom jumped out, it was blown away by the tide, and even he himself was dizzy for a moment.

Bu Laike was right in his guess.

The stun effect of the tide spell took effect on the half-orc in front of him for less than a second, which was not enough for him to stab a knife, but after activating the spell, he didn't stop.

After crossing the orcs, he threw out the hook lock and ran towards the night behind.

At the same time, 30 meters away, Halduron Bright Wing's fingers relaxed as he drew his war bow with no expression on his face.

"whoosh"

The magic arrow carefully crafted by the Quel'Thalas mage turned into a whirling stream of light, breaking through the speed of sound, bringing a vortex-like wake in the dark night, and stabbing the Burning Blade Sword Master while spinning at high speed.

After waking up from the dizziness, the latter turned around and drew his saber, blocking the saber behind him like a shield, but...

"puff"

The moment the magic arrow flew over, it was like a poisonous snake shaking its head. In an inaudible arc, it stabbed fiercely into the shoulder of the sword master, and after the magic power was activated, it injected the toxin into the whole body.

"Ah! Despicable!"

The half-orc sword master roared and pulled out the sharp arrow, pinching it in half. In front of him, Halduron Bright Wing, who was jumping forward with a bow in his hand, had fluttering hair.

The figure rushing in the darkness was accompanied by a rain of arrows, pushing the orc back continuously.

"What's the point of bullying children? Orcs who think they are powerful! Why don't you come and fight against a real ranger? Also, Harvey Olsen, it should be your orcs cursing, right?

You Haverson! "

(end of this chapter)