Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 494 47. Nasrezim deserves to be called a demon?

"It's probably like this, do you understand?"

Daglop was quickly "escorted" by the little murlocs to the South Island. In the underground magic laboratory, he only wore a pair of loose trousers, and cloth Laike leaned on a chair with his upper body naked.

He also wore a rune cloak embroidered with arcane spells on his shoulders, which was used to appease the magic fluctuations of the magic lines on his body.

These engraved magic lines are resonating for the first time with the shadow magic in Laike's body, making the pirate's body surrounded by a layer of green fluorescent light.

He felt very itchy.

But you can't grab it, so as not to destroy the integrity of the magic pattern.

This point was specifically instructed by Instructor Nitil.

But then again, the tattoo skills of this bad little hobby wand master are really good, as she said, her hands are very steady.

Holding a cup of hot tea, Bu Laike leaned back on the chair, and said to the trembling demon kid standing in front of him with a pleasant face:

"If you have any opinion, just ask.

Like a will or something, after all, I've already told you about the dangers. Come on, you know, I am a generous captain to my own people.

I will definitely tell every demon I meet about your last words before you die. So, try to say something meaningful. "

What can the kid say?

It will make everyone stupid.

There is nothing difficult to understand about the matter at the level of language and logic.

Its owner needs its help to complete an experiment, to extract its demon soul and use some unreliable methods to complete "symbiosis".

This allows Bo Laike to have some demonic tactical abilities.

Very simple one thing.

As for the danger that doesn't need to be paid too much attention to, it's nothing more than that the spell is immature, and it may tear Daglop's weak demon soul apart during the casting process, allowing it to be wiped out in the true sense.

In the words of Bu Laike: It's just a fatal injury, don't care about it.

And why the kid Daglop was chosen instead of the more powerful Clinfran and Glazer. First, it was because it was weak enough that even if it failed to cast a spell, it would not have too bad an impact on Laike itself.

Second, aren't pirates narrow-minded?

Daglop did such a bad thing before, it is really unreasonable not to punish him.

"Don't worry, as long as you survive this time, I promise, I will be happy to forget the unpleasant past between the two of us. I promise to treat you as generously as before."

The pirate put down the tea in his hand and said to the kid:

"Look at how fast Clinfran's strength has grown recently? Isn't it because I am generous enough to my loyal and useful destroyer? It can keep one-third of the souls it hunts.

If you get through it, your future will be bright. "

What can Daglop, the imp, wrapped in fel flames, say?

If it dared to say no, Laike would be more than happy to teach it what it means to "judgment of the situation" with the iron fist of a pirate. After the previous adventure failed, it lost all the power of choice.

His own strength is so weak, there is no other way but to give it a go.

"I do."

The kid stuck his neck and shouted at the top of his voice.

After shouting, it was as if he had lost all his strength and fell limp on the ground. Bu Laike laughed, stood up, took off the blood-stained rune cloak behind him, and threw it aside.

His current body was completely exposed.

The little murloc next to him who was looking at him ghostly let out a scream of wow.

Not because of fear.

It's just because the set of Warlock magic patterns on Bu Laike is very beautiful and cool. When designing the design, the Highborne Arcanists poured all their artistic cells that they had nowhere to put on this set of magic patterns.

The pirate's arms are covered with micro-green lines, patterns, and mysterious geometric shapes that are unknown, extending from the wrist to the shoulder.

And behind it is a giant pentagram array.

This magic circle originally symbolized "demons" and affairs related to evil in elf culture.

In the center of the pentagram array is a pirate skeleton made up of many small magic patterns, and there are two hidden swords interlaced below it.

As the shadow magic rolled within Laike, with each breath he took, the skull-tattooed eyes glowed green.

That is the light of fel energy.

There are not too complicated lines on the front of his chest, because this is the basic magic pattern, and there is room for eleven fine-tuning and improvement, so the chest is blank.

Only one circular magic circle is painted and engraved between the waist and abdomen.

There are also a few touches of jade-shaped lines on the left and right.

However, the magic lines on the shoulders were made into bird-wing-like patterns by the "Masters of Magic Art" of the Nazaras Academy, set off by sharp claws, extending all the way to the sides of Laike's neck.

If you don't look carefully, it's easy to recognize it as a devil's claw.

The pirates are also very satisfied with the improved appearance of the magic pattern itself, but it feels a bit too coquettish.

As for these tattoos, he didn't dare to show them, for fear of causing those little sisters and big brothers to scream. For an assassin, such a tattoo is a bit too high-profile.

Speaking of which, the pirate is actually moody on weekdays, but that is just a means of controlling his subordinates, he is actually a very conservative man.

But the little murloc is not!

Benbo Erba stared dumbfounded at the cool tattoo on his owner's body. Its cute big eyes were full of envy and longing. It walked around Laike, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.

It is a murloc, somewhere between a humanoid and a beast.

And the more powerful the beast, the more special markings will appear on its body to express its strength and majesty to all beasts. Especially in the magical world of Azeroth, powerful beasts will give birth to "natural magic patterns".

For example, those weird lines on Ursoc's body.

It is a symbol of the blessing of the wild power of nature, representing the noble supernatural beast attribute.

The murloc bloodline of Benboerba determines that no matter how it grows, it is impossible to reach the point of producing natural magic lines, but it also has its own desire.

If the natural wilderness does not give it, then it is not impossible to make one for yourself to scare people.

Besides, the bodies of the murlocs also have lines, but Benbo Erba has long been dissatisfied with the ordinary lines on his body, and longs for more powerful magic lines.

Just like the one on Bo Laike!

so cool! So cool!

want to

The little murloc was envious, but in Daglop's eyes, it was an out-and-out disaster.

It is a demon, although it cannot fully understand the content of the magweave on Bu Laike. But as far as it can understand, it is shocking enough.

It is full of the contents of "restraint", "imprisonment", "forced domination", "extraction", "fusion" and other terrible demon laws.

Coupled with the red eyepatch that Bu Laike is wearing, this trance makes the kid feel that what he is facing is not a pirate, but a demon hunter who is ready to "prey".

"come on."

Bu Laike, who put on the blindfold, stretched out his hand towards Daglop. The kid shook his body, but he could only close his eyes and stretch out his claws, resigned to his fate, and touched the pirate's fingertips.

"what!"

The moment the two sides came into contact, the little ghost let out a terrible scream.

Under the stunned gaze of the little murloc, Daglop's demon body seemed to "melt".

In the arc light of the magic pattern on Laike's body, which was like a poorly connected circuit, the little ghost seemed to be "eaten" by an invisible giant mouth, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The fel aura on the pirate's body became stronger.

But there is only a trace, this brat is too weak to bring more buffs to the pirates.

But it is very suitable as a test object.

After a few seconds, Laike frowned and listened.

"Master, what a strange feeling, am I not dead?"

Daglop's strange voice sounded in the hearts of the pirates.

It also seemed to be at a loss for the situation in front of it. Obviously, the body had dissipated, but the soul did not return to the Twisting Void, but was imprisoned in the body by the pirates in a strange way.

The devil in the heart.

"This 'heart demon' is also weak!"

Bu Laike complained. Feeling the change of magic power in his body, he raised his hand and threw a ball of flaming arrows towards the specially placed magic target not far away.

The evil energy and the shadows entangled into a large green fireball exuding the smell of sulfur, which precisely hit the target.

Poor power.

It's similar to the shadow arrows thrown by pirates.

But the content is very subtle, because this flame arrow spell is not in the magic list of warlocks, it is a talent magic that only kid can master.

After fusing Daglop, the pirate, as a warlock, also mastered the magic of the imp.

He lowered his head and "looked" at the little murloc, flicked his fingers, and a burning flame shield was cast on the murloc, which was the second talent magic shield of the little ghost.

The pirate took a step forward, and his body became unreal, like stealth, but in fact, he escaped into a special phase plane, which is a magical concealment effect.

It is also an innate magic that can only be mastered by little ghosts.

Unfortunately, these three magics are better than none for Bo Laike, and he doesn't need these magics to strengthen his strength.

"Dean, is the record complete?"

Bu Laike turned his head and shouted to the room on the other side of the laboratory. A few seconds later, Dean Lanyue's voice came out:

"Okay. The first test was a complete success, and the binding ability of the magic patterns has been proved. This set of magic patterns can transform the power of demons for use by warlocks.

But this kid's strength is too weak, it can't support you to complete the demon transformation.

Let it out.

You also go back to rest for a day.

Come over tomorrow, we will start the second round of intensive experiments to see the effect of 'Devil Transformation' and prepare your demon guards or beholders. "

"Don't use them."

Bo Laike reversed the mana model of the spell, used the fel energy in his body to create a new imp body for Daglop, and threw his consciousness back into the body.

At the same time that the little ghost let out a wild laugh, Bu Laike slammed, and lifted out the soul-inducing lamp he was carrying with him, and put it on the table.

He flicked the soul-inducing lamp emitting pale light, and said to Dean Lanyue:

"Now that the effect is verified, skip the step-by-step process and try this directly."

"A dreadlord?"

Dean Lanyue used her magic power to integrate into the soul lamp. The next moment, she widened her eyes and said to Bu Laike:

"No! I won't allow it!

Trying the fusion of ordinary demons can be regarded as exploring magic, but if you try to fuse a legendary demon now, or Nathrezim, who is notoriously difficult and cunning among demons, you will be sent to your death. "

"It's already weak."

Bu Laike explained:

"Since Kassanatil was captured, he hasn't absorbed any evil energy for nearly a year. It was originally sealed in Meri Dongfeng's body for nearly two thousand years.

The strength of this dreaded demon king has long since fallen below the legend, and I think I can stand it. "

"Don't think so!"

The dean scolded:

"This is not the attitude of a spellcaster! Your self-confidence is groundless, and I don't think you can keep your sanity amidst the whispers of the dreadlord.

There are many ways to gain strength, I do not allow my disciples to take such risks! "

"hehe"

The voice of Xalatas sounded in the ears of the pirate at this moment, and she said sarcastically:

"Look, little master, what an idiot your mentor is for questioning your will. I don't think you can handle the whispers of a mere dreadlord after living with me for so long.

Come.

Open it up now and teach your arrogant mentor a lesson.

But you remember, little master. "

Xalatas licked her tongue in Bo Laike's ear, as if emphasizing ownership, she said to Bo Laike in a hoarse voice:

"Let that demon live in your heart and use its power properly, but you can't call it a demon. You can only have one demon in your heart, and that is me!

Feel free to use it boldly.

If it dares to have weird thoughts about my cute and mysterious little master, I will swallow it in one gulp!

Bu Laike Shaw, your body and mind can only belong to me"

"You don't have to emphasize this point repeatedly, and I don't think a free and unruly man like me will belong to anyone, my servant."

The pirate whispered back.

His iconic soliloquy made Dean Lanyue frowned again.

Ever since Laike was her student, she had noticed that pirates would often speak into the air.

At the beginning, Laike was still secretive, but after the two parties got to know each other well, he stopped acting, and would often say a few strange words suddenly in front of Alya Blue Moon.

At the beginning, Dean Lanyue thought it was some kind of pirate's eccentricity, or deliberately playing tricks to scare his group of rebellious subordinates.

This kind of psychological intimidation is a kind of "control method" often used by pirates to show their unpredictable evil and "majesty".

But combined with today's events, combined with Bu Laike's unfounded confidence, Dean Lanyue suddenly found that his understanding of his disciples seemed not deep enough.

There are obviously some "innocuous" "little secrets" hidden in his heart.

"Snapped"

The dean clasped Laike's chin with a serious face.

She roughly took off his blindfold and looked at each other. She used a magic similar to spiritual comfort, trying to tell whether his mind was clear through the pirate's eyes.

"Come on, show your 'traditional arts' to my respected dean, remember to be gentle, if you frighten my dear mentor, I will trouble you."

Amidst Xal'atath's malicious laughter, Laike slightly loosened his grip on the power of Legacy of the Void.

Dean Lanyue looked into the blue eyes of her disciple Hailan, she seemed to see the reflections of stars from those eyes, and a whole dark starry sky unfolded in front of her eyes.

The mysterious nebula surrounds the staircase of stars.

In the dim sea of ​​stars, she saw the bright star rings turned into flesh and blood placenta, and under the guidance of that weird and attractive force, she saw the worlds corroded by the void in the dark purple streamer.

The Ruoyou whispers echoed in Lanyue Dean's spiritual body, making her eyes blurred and dazed.

She heard the call from the ancient darkness.

Ha, haughty elf, surrender to this sugary fear!

(end of this chapter)