Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 46. 45. The Yearning to Become a Legend

"The three of you have accomplished the impossible! It really makes me, a ranger who has lived for nearly five hundred years, feel incredible."

After the battle, Halduron Brightwing brought his captives to the post-battle assembly point. He heard about what happened just now from the excited little dwarf Kelsey who couldn't control his mouth. matter.

At the first moment of meeting Bu Laike, Maris and Shaw, this elf ranger who always had a calm face couldn't help but praise:

"After this battle, the legend of the three warriors will be spread throughout the human kingdom, and your story will even be praised by my people as an epic.

It's amazing! "

"Captain Ming Yi, without the arrow you shot at the last moment, our assassination would not have been so smooth."

Lying on the stretcher, Nathanos Marris, with a pale face, spoke sincerely to his captain. Halduron turned his head, looked at him, and said in a satisfied tone:

"To be honest, Nathanos, when Ms. Cirvanas insisted on bringing you into the Farstrider Legion despite the opposition of many people, none of us thought about what happened today.

But it turns out that Lady Sylvanas has great eyesight, and I, I am one of those ignorant ones.

I want to apologize to you.

My companion, my comrade in arms.

Your trip today has proved that you are absolutely qualified to be a member of us. No, you can't say that. The entire Legion of Far Travelers will be honored by your righteous deed tonight. "

"I'm just happy."

Nathanos turned his head with difficulty, glanced at his two comrades-in-arms, and said softly:

"I didn't let my mentor down and I didn't dishonor her."

When the poor man shot a sharp arrow at the end to buy time for Bu Laike to assassinate, he was hit by the blood demon's death coil, and his vitality was drained by a full third.

He is human.

He doesn't have as much vitality as the elves.

He survived by luck, but with his injuries, even with the best doctors and priests in the alliance to treat him, Marris estimated that he would be unable to fight for at least half a year.

His loyal hound, Desolate, was lying firmly beside his master, sticking out his tongue, licking Marris' finger.

This loyal dog was also seriously injured this time. Fortunately, the orc sword master's kick did not hit the spine, and the royal hound's recovery ability is very strong.

Half a year later, it was still able to restart its hunting career with its owner.

"Get some rest, Marius."

Xiao Er, with his arms hanging, stepped forward. He half-kneeled in front of his comrade-in-arms, and stretched out his hand to help the ranger wipe off the sweat on his face due to the pain.

He said:

"Tomorrow, an important person will come to see us, and then you will be sent back to Quel'Thalas, where you can rest well."

"No, my suggestion is that it is better to send them back to their hometown."

Bu Laike also stepped forward and seriously suggested to Maris:

"I got some bad news from Ms. Passonia. The high elves may be in trouble recently. In your current situation, it's better not to delay your mentor's next battle.

Just over there in Darrow County, rest well on your family's farm. If there is a chance, Xiao Er and I will visit you, and this is your spoil. "

He took out a pair of black gloves that looked like wolf fur and put them in Nathanos's bag, which he got when he hunted the Juggernaut in the explosion zone.

Sword Dancer Gauntlets

Excellent quality

Strengthen toughness. Strengthen wrist strength

The stat entry for this thing is good, but it's a pity that Laike has Mason Brotherhood armor, without the gloves it will lack the awesome entry that the set brings.

So treat it as a trophy and give it to your friends.

He said:

"I tried it, the black gauntlet is tight, it doesn't affect the movement at all, and there is still a weak magic power seeping into the wrist, it should be some kind of magic effect.

Maybe it was a good thing brought by a sword master from his hometown and blessed by shamans.

You want to draw a bow and shoot arrows, you need it to protect your fingers more than I do.

Do not refuse.

I know you can get better ones from the elves, but this is my heart, and I don't have anything good to give you as a gift. "

He patted Maris on the shoulder, causing the latter's face to twitch.

"thanks."

The ranger said something in a low voice, then raised his hand, pointed to the half-orc sword master's sword that was thrown beside him, and said to Bu Laike:

"I won't be able to go to the battlefield for a long time. It's useless to leave this good weapon to me. You can take it."

"What do I want it for?"

The pirate looked disdainful, but with a little pride, he patted his luggage, squeezed his eyes and said:

"I have better ones."

"I know, Ms. Passonia told us about the legendary blade."

Maris' expression turned serious.

He looked around and said to Bo Laike in a low voice:

"But we also know that you are not strong enough to even wield that knife. How can you fight with it? The blade dance technique of the Far Traveler is also applicable to two-handed swords.

Before you grow up enough to wield that legendary blade, this master blade can at least help you familiarize yourself with the skills of the sword.

Take it, Boo Laike.

As you said to me, you need it more than I do, and Xiao Er will continue to learn how to be an assassin with his grandmother, and I will return to my hometown to recuperate.

We have known each other for a short time, but we are already friends.

We have fought our lives together and done great things together. When we are not by your side, this knife can at least protect you instead of us. "

Xiao Er, who was beside him, also stretched out his hand, picked up the Master Blade, and put it into Bu Laike's hand. This young assassin who was not good at talking patted Bu Laike on the shoulder.

Say:

"Take it, he's right."

"alright."

The pirate really couldn't refuse his friend's kindness, so he also held the half-orc sword master's weapon in his hand. Although this weapon was somewhat similar in style to the flame blade Sankesu.

But the quality is indeed much worse:

Lantrisor's Glaive

Excellent quality

Enhanced Armor Break. Enhanced Sharpness. Enhanced Bleeding

There are three attribute entries, one more than ordinary excellent quality weapons, which proves that it is also a masterpiece. It is indeed not bad to use it to familiarize yourself with the skills of the sword before Bu Laike can pick up Sanksu.

"The carriage is coming."

Not far away, riding on the buzzing mechanical bird, the little red-haired dwarf wearing high-tech engineering goggles screamed, and Bo Laike followed the voice of Kelsey Steelspark.

In the silent night at this time, several carriages were driving towards the small town of Steinbrad, and they were the carriages sent by the Alliance military to pick up these heroes.

But the battle isn't over yet.

In the night valley behind Braike, Ravenholdt and the assassins of SI:7, under the leadership of two master assassins, Farad and Welles Deep Shadow, continued to hunt down the remaining burning swords St.

They are putting the finishing touches on the battle.

After tonight, the Burning Blade clan might not be on the verge of collapse immediately.

But without Old Dahl, without Sankesu, the blade of flame, its decline, the decline of the sword master clan that created countless legends, is already unstoppable.

——

The carriage was driving on the mountain road, and it was a little bumpy.

Beside Bu Laike, the wounded Nathanos Maris had been medicated by the doctor and fell asleep, and Shaw was in his grandmother's carriage.

In this bumpy carriage, only Bu Laike was left.

He leaned against the wall of the car, looked left and right, then reached out from the bag, and took out the legendary sword that had lost all the elemental flames and returned to its black and simple essence.

This action alarmed the good dog Lu Lu who was lying on the side.

But the hound just glanced at Boo Laike and continued to put his head down, napping and protecting his wounded sleeping master, apparently now considering Boo Laike to be a harmless and friendly friend.

"What a good dog."

Bu Laike gave a compliment, and didn't reach out to touch the barren head recklessly.

Nathanos told him that the royal hounds will only have one owner in their lifetime, they have a proud self-esteem, and in most cases, they will not allow anyone other than the owner to touch them.

The pirate took a deep breath.

He touched the handguard of the legendary blade with a layer of tough animal skin as a scabbard with his fingers, and then closed his eyes, still able to see the character card emerging from the darkness.

He clicked on the legendary rank inscription that he hadn't clicked on just now.

It's like a drop-down menu.

Detailed information about the rank of Juggernaut:

Legendary Class. Juggernaut

Employment Requirements:

one:

Requires warrior class level 60 (not satisfied)

Requires talent. Anger control (not satisfied)

Requires Talent. Weapon Master (satisfied)

Requires talent. Precognition (not satisfied)

Requires talent. Death wish (unsatisfied)

Requires skill. Master Whirlwind (not satisfied)

Requires skill. Master-level beheading (not satisfied)

Requires skill. Master Mortal Strike (not satisfied)

need.

two:

Requires warrior class level 40 (not satisfied)

Requires Ritual of the Burning Blade (not implemented)

Bu Laike frowned more and more as he watched.

As expected of a legendary class, this job requirement can no longer be described as harsh. When you click on the first requirement, you will be greeted with "dissatisfaction".

Jean Bu Laike shook his head helplessly.

It seemed that I was thinking too much, it was not that easy.

But the second way of inauguration made the pirate's eyes look subtler.

"It's no wonder that there is a 'false' in the investigation information of those Burning Blade Sword Masters. According to the current inauguration explanation, none of those Juggernauts were inaugurated through the first method.

They took a shortcut with this mysterious 'Fire Blade Ceremony'!

It's no wonder that the combat effectiveness of the fake Juggernaut and the real Juggernaut is so different. "

Bu Laike stroked the cold handle of his saber, narrowed his eyes, and thought:

"However, when I read the information about that half-orc swordsman Lantresor before, I didn't see that he has a legendary body, so it is basically certain that the inauguration of the legendary rank does not need to strengthen one's body to the legendary state.

But if you want to make great progress and fully tap the potential of the legendary class, you must have a hard condition of physical fitness. The Juggernaut class is an advanced step of the Warrior class.

It requires warriors to understand the mysteries of the 'Words of Wrath'.

Well, if one day in the future, I encounter the legendary rank advancement of the Assassin's Way, then I will be required to dig out the mystery of the 'shadow'. "

Bu Laike nodded silently, he benefited a lot from what he discovered tonight.

But soon, the pirates began to think about another problem.

He stared at the class information on his character card, not knowing what other people were like, but he could have three ordinary classes, and now there are only two classes, pirate and ranger.

He could take another job.

So

Do you want to make up for the warrior rank that was lost due to the curse of the Eye of Pa Reiss? To prepare for the future transfer to Juggernaut?

Also, if you think about it a little deeper.

Is the Way of a Warrior suitable for you?

In the real world, I am afraid that there is no such thing as "cleaning talents". Even if you get a cursed item that can cut off your class, even if you get a cursed item like Pa Reiss, Bu Laike will not use it.

That thing has too many side effects.

Therefore, he must seriously consider this issue, which will directly determine the path he will take in the future.

"Legendary power."

In the bumpy carriage, Bu Laike held the heavy straight-edged sword in both hands, held it in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully.

A few minutes later, he felt a burst of fatigue, so he put the saber back into the magic bag, folded his arms, leaned against the wall of the car, and fell asleep.

My mind is in a mess.

But the moment he fell asleep, he returned to the memory of Prince Drake.

In front of me, there is a blue sea, the sun is shining, the streamer is scattered, and there are clear and lazy songs, singing about the daughter of the sea, that is, the scenery of my hometown.

That is, set sail.

(end of this chapter)