Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 433 142. Life must have a sense of ritual

Facts have proved that if you dare to provoke the legendary ranger, you have to pay a price.

The outspoken stinky pirate was beaten up by Windrunner's mother. Of course, with his current skills, it is not so easy for General Ranger to beat him up.

After nearly being headshot by a sniper arrow, Laike, whose muscles were sore all over, finally completed today's blind shooting and melee training.

He dragged his tired body to the Alpaca first, and then returned to the Nagfar.

"boom"

The door to the captain's cabin was closed.

Bo Laike let out a long breath, and took off the cold disguise of being a pirate commander. He reached out to remove the cursed vision from his eyes, and flipped his fingers again, and a small vial of blood appeared in front of his eyes.

The pirate stretched out his finger and flicked the vial of blood.

He sat back on his vulgar and luxurious captain's chair, took out his magic handbook, put the small bottle of blood by his hand, and said:

"The blood of the elves has been retrieved. How should I proceed with the ritual of turning my race into a half-elf?"

"The blood quality is too bad."

The big sister Xal'atath who lived in the pirate's heart whispered in his ear:

"This is just the blood taken from Anaris Yuejun, that family has no other merits other than the so-called 'nobility' that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Neither has the unique energy adaptability of the Highborne, nor the alienated arcane affinity of the Nightborne.

Long-term inbreeding has ruined them.

Are you sure you want to use this kind of blood?

Perhaps, you can wait a little longer, aren't you going back to Quel'Thalas with Liresa Windrunner? I have also stopped there, my little master.

There are many legendary bloodlines in that magic kingdom.

The blood of fire that flows in the veins of the Sunstriders, the warrior blood of the Dawnwalkers, the shadow blood of the Sangunars, or the wild blood of the Windrunners.

These blood vessels are more valuable than the vial of blood in front of you. "

"It's because they are valuable, so I can't ingest them."

Bu Laike moved his fingers and said softly in the dark captain's cabin:

"The blood of the Proudmoore family in my body is not weaker than the blood you listed above.

In the final analysis, this is an evil hemolysis ritual. I can't take the risk of destroying my own bloodline to fuse those powerful bloodlines. The reason why Yuejun's blood was chosen is because it has no characteristics.

It can preserve the purity of my bloodline to the greatest extent.

Speaking of which, Xalatath, during this time, as long as I talked about this issue, you have been evasive and finding various reasons to delay. You don't seem to want me to complete this ritual.

Did you guess what? "

Xal'atath was silent for a moment, then she sighed and said:

"Yes, I have misgivings, young master. I lost contact with you during the time you walked into Elune's moonlight in the Vault of the Wardens.

I don't know what kind of knowledge you found in that little secret room, but I have reason to suspect that it is the power related to Elune.

I am protecting you, my dear Bu Laike.

Although I don't know what the essence of Elune is, there is no doubt that she is a bitch, and her origin is related to the Shadowlands.

I don't want you to have access to powers about her.

But I also know that you have always had a firm heart. Once you make a decision, ten mammoths will not be able to pull you back. So, are you sure you want to continue this adventure? "

"I'm sure, tell me, what does this hemolysis ritual need?"

Bu Laike picked up the quill, opened the codex, and prepared to record.

After a few seconds, Xalatas said calmly:

"The blood fusion ritual is the least difficult of all void rituals.

It originated in the period of the Dark Empire, when the ancient gods and creations were already trying to create life with different postures by fusing their own blood of the void with creatures.

Its process is also very simple. You only need to borrow a trace of pure void power to complete the entire ceremony easily, and no other materials are required.

The "curse of flesh and blood", which created many creatures including humans, dwarves, and gnomes, is the culmination of this ritual.

I can give you the wisp of void power that the ceremony needs right now.

But you also have to tell me, my master, why on earth are you obsessed with changing your own race, but not pursuing the superior talents of other races? "

Hearing Xalatas' question, the pirate took out the Moonlight Scripture he copied from his magic bag and put it on the table. He said:

"Maybe this thing can answer your doubts."

"Watcher! You want to chase the power of the black moon of the watcher?

You have obtained this top-secret inheritance! What did Maiev do! She has leaked the watchman's inheritance scripture so easily, she has no right to call herself the warden! "

Miss Void let out an exclamation, she said:

"No! Absolutely not! I won't allow it! This is a trap aimed at you, don't step into it stupidly!

You don't even know the source of this dark Yeyue phase! You have no idea what will happen to those people who blindly pursue this path, those beings who are more talented than you!

Maiev is using this method to punish you. She knows that you cannot bear the temptation of strength, so she leads you on this road of no return. "

"Calm down, my servant."

Bu Laike recorded the knowledge about the blood fusion ceremony, and he wrote more and more beautiful fonts while saying:

"You told me the legend about the 'Moon Night God of War' as early as in the Catacombs of the Watchers. I already knew the connection between the two."

"But."

Xalatas was at a loss for words for a while.

She thought for a while and asked again:

"But haven't you been pursuing the path to become a god of the spirit of Loa? You have been working hard to spread your reputation in the sea, isn't it just to prepare for promotion to Loa in the future?

You have chosen the path for yourself, why blindly pursue another path? The power of Luna God of War is equal to that of Loa, you can only choose one of them. "

"I know, you don't have to stress this over and over again."

Bu Laike laughed and said:

"My plan for my future has always been very clear. I know what I want to do. In this regard, I don't need your advice. Come on, give me the power of the void I need, I'm going to perform the hemolysis ritual."

"Wait first!"

Xalatas stopped again:

"I've also heard about the Black Moon Ceremony of becoming a Warden. It also requires a thousand-year moon well. As far as I know, that thing is only available in the core area of ​​the night elves' moon god kingdom.

You can't go to Kalimdor or Val'sharah right now. You offended the Kaldorei on Watch Island. As long as you dare to approach there, the Silver Wing Sentinel will shoot you into a sieve.

Maybe, you can postpone the hemolysis ritual, it's not in a hurry anyway, right?

Think about it patiently, because a loyal servant has doubts about the master's safety, I still think it's better for you not to take risks at will. Elune, is a strange thing covered with poison!

Nothing good would come of any life near her. "

"Your knowledge reserve is not good enough, my servant."

Bu Laike leaned back on the chair and unfolded the map of Northrend in his hand. He pointed to the core of the continent, clicked on it, and said to Xalatath:

"The Millennium Moonwell is indeed a sacred object of the Kaldorei, but it is not only found in their territory. As far as I know, in the Crystal Song Forest at the core of the Northrend continent, there is a ruined city of the Highborne .

Sandara City.

It was the city where the Highborne Empire used to store arcane wonders and magic items, and it was of the same nature as Elesalas. It was destroyed by an accident more than six thousand years ago.

It has been undisturbed for thousands of years, and all creatures on this continent are afraid of it. There should still be the ruins of Elune's temple, there will always be a moonwell in the temple.

That is not a thousand-year moon well, as long as it has not dried up, it is a ten-thousand-year moon well.

It's enough to complete my Black Moon Ritual.

I was also able to successfully become a Overwatch recruit before returning to the Eastern Continent.

You see, I have everything planned.

So, you have no reason to stop me, my dear Xal'atath, come, be good, be submissive, and teach me this hemolytic ritual. "

"Ugh"

Xalatas let out a long sigh.

Under her whispered guidance, Bo Laike pulled out the sharp shard of Azzinoth, took off the protection of his shirt, and lightly cut a vein in his arm.

He poured the blood of the Moon County girl on the wound, and as Xal'atath integrated a ray of pure void power into Laike's body, the bleeding wound healed quickly.

But as the blood of the elves of Moon County rushed through Laike's veins, a sharp pain erupted from his body.

He felt a change under his skin, and his originally fair skin began to change to a darker color.

"No ears! No eyebrows! I don't want my shape to change."

He said so.

Xal'atath let out a short laugh, and the loyal servant adjusted the evolution of the void force, causing Bo Laike's elongated ears to retract again.

The pirates were not worried that Xalatas would take the opportunity to play tricks.

The Legacy of the Void is locked in her body, her shelter has been stripped away, and if anything happens to Laike, she faces the threat of disappearing into Azeroth.

But with her current weak void power, it is impossible to corrupt a life form like Laike, not to mention, the pirate still has a sacred object like Odin's shield in his hand.

If he felt something was wrong, he could terminate the void ritual immediately.

In a few minutes of change, the pirate felt like dough, being kneaded to change his shape, and with an ambiguous laugh in Xalatas, he asked him if he needed to take this opportunity to transform a certain part of his body. organ.

"Don't you guys all like to show this off?"

The little sister said very darkly:

"It's a rare opportunity, little master, I can imitate the specifications of the tauren or vrykul stuff, and help you make it powerful, while also repairing the appearance of 'beautiful'."

"It's already very powerful, okay?"

The pirate endured the pain and said:

"My head hurts, stop messing around, and end it quickly."

"Hehe, duplicity."

Xalatas said so sarcastically.

A few seconds later, the power of the void was recovered, and the field of vision in front of Laike changed a bit, and the translucent character card information also changed slightly:

Name: Boo Laike Shaw (Derek Proudmoore)

Race: Human/Half-Elf

Racial specialties added:

Magic Affinity: Slightly increase the control and destructive power of all magic skills

High-level arcane resistance: Nightborne consumes magic power for many years, so that they have excellent resistance to arcane magic. When encountering arcane magic attacks, they have a high probability of exempting a small amount of damage.

Racial skills added:

Arcane pulse: It can sense the flow of nearby arcane magic power, and draw the surrounding magic power to replenish itself, or use it to apply energy pulses to enemies within ten yards, interfere with their actions, and cause [entrapment] effect.

"this"

Bu Laike blinked his eyes, took out a piece of original magic power crystal knocked from the magic hub in his luggage, activated the racial talent of arcane pulse, and forcibly drew a burst of magic power in his hand.

Throw it in your mouth like eating candy.

Ok.

It smells so weird.

Take another bite.

A few seconds later, he ate up the magic power, and then commented:

"The taste of eating raw magic power is too bad. How did those night children eat it? But this is really a change of race, even the night children have the ability to directly eat magic power."

"Do you regret it?"

Xal'atath whispered in his ear in a mean voice that pirates often use,

"If you used the blood of Kael'thas Sunstrider just now, you might be able to throw two fireballs on the spot right now. The flaming blood of the Sunstrider family is no joke.

If I could get the pure blood of the sunstrider, I could create a dozen high-level phoenix mages on the spot. "

"Okay."

The pirate replied stiffly.

He glanced at the talent bar of the character card again. After the hemolysis ceremony was completed, the entry of Proudmoore's bloodline, which is the core of Braike's current greatest combat power, was not affected.

This relieved him.

The next moment, his eyes fell on the map of Northrend in front of him. He picked up the quill and drew a red circle on the defense of Crystalsong Forest, saying:

"Then, the next goal is the Sandara Ruins. By the way, I can also go to the Grizzly Bear Hills. If I'm lucky, I can meet another spirit beast.

Ok.

But I have already gone to Grizzly Hills, so I might as well go to the nearby Zuldak, where there are two more. "

"Ok?"

The pirate's soliloquy made Xal'atath snort in confusion.

she asked:

"You all know that the black dragons are going to do things in the Eastern Continent, and the northern border will be very lively during this period of time. If you don't join in the fun, what do you want to do in Northrend?

Have you changed your temper? "

"What do you know, my stupid and ignorant servant."

The pirate rolled up the map, took today's homework, and opened the magic test paper casually. He began to answer the questions while saying:

"The great people are never late for a banquet, but they are never early either, they always appear at the most suitable time.

Be patient, the storm that will affect the entire human world in the northern border of the Eastern Continent, I will finally appear on stage in full costume. "

(end of this chapter)