Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 552

"I ran back and forth between Dalaran and Blackrock Spire five times in one day! And Tol Barad, Kul Tiras, Rogue Haven, and your bloody Suramar.

I'm a loa!

I still have my disciples to take care of in Zandalar, but I've been serving you all this time, you bastard!

stop laughing!

Do you know how tiring it is? "

In the mage's tower where Narthalas College lived, on the small garbage pile at the edge of the room, old Garni's divine power projection waved his head and directed a group of small Microraptor phantoms to bite the hateful Bo Laike's ass.

But despite the efforts of the Microraptors, they still couldn't even touch the shadow of the Master Assassin dodging back and forth.

Gritting his teeth and cursing, the old Gani with more colorful fur summoned more Microraptor phantoms, trying to teach the pirates a lesson with crowd tactics.

It is really short of breath.

In the past, it was okay to let it deliver "express", but it was too much in the past two days, and it was used as a messenger.

The dignified Loa God, how can he bear this grievance?

"You're not mean enough, old Garney."

While bouncing around, Bu Laike replied:

"I found a book in Dalaran in the past two days that specializes in the study of loa gods. The book said that the strength and weakness of you loa gods are not only related to your own strength and the number of believers, but also It has something to do with your 'clergy'.

For example, Bwonsamdi, who has mastered the priesthood of death for trolls, even if he doesn't have a single believer, his divine power will not be weakened. As long as the trolls are alive, as long as they live and die, Bwonsamdi will continue to gain power.

I'm not using you as a tool.

I am adding a new priesthood to you, you will be the 'God of Post and Express' from now on!

Don't lie to me, seeing your fur is getting brighter, and seeing how angry you are speaking, I know that you must have obtained this priesthood.

You got cheap and acted like a good boy! "

"Bah! What a bad name!"

Old Garni's slender mouth opened and closed, revealing those small file-like teeth, and it cursed at Bo Laike:

"That's not what it's called. Its real name is 'God of Secret Covenant', 'Protector and Transmitter of Secrets and Agreements'. I originally had a priesthood as 'Secret Guardian'.

This is not given to me by you, but by my own efforts. "

Speaking of this, the God of Microraptor let out an ugly laugh triumphantly. It swung its slender tail to dissipate the phantoms of Microraptor around it.

With its flexible claws, it took out a letter from an old black backpack on its body, and threw it to Bo Laike.

Only then did the pirates notice that the decoration of this backpack was added to Old Gani's body.

For a loa god whose image is known by tens of millions of people, every change in his image means a change in his body power. This old black backpack probably means a change in the priesthood of old Gani.

It did benefit from the frequent exchanges under Laike's system, but this could not appease the anger of old Garney. It gave the pirate a hard look and said:

"The greater the power, the greater the responsibility! This new priesthood has trapped me. This must be a trap you set for me. The stupid me stepped into it.

It's all right now, I'm stuck with you, I don't think I can send these letters.

But you are not allowed to expand my 'business' anymore, I don't want to cause trouble, I just want to enjoy my ordinary but interesting life in a low-key manner. "

"why?"

Bu Laike casually opened the letter in his hand, glanced at it, then looked at Old Garni and said:

"Isn't strength a good thing?"

"It is not!"

Old Ghani jumped angrily, and this loa with eccentric values ​​shouted:

"Power begets challenge, challenge begets conflict, conflict begets war, war begets pain. That's not what a lowly man like me should be after!

Besides, the priesthood of postal service has been acquired long ago, and I don't want to mess with the 'postmaster' because of it!

That is a big man who can walk freely in the twisting void and shuttle between worlds. All the worlds you see are his territory, and he treats people peacefully, which doesn't mean he won't be angry.

You are hurting me! "

The God of Slender Jaw Dragon shook his tail and complained:

"So I decided to change my priesthood to 'God of the Secret Covenant of the Lowly and the Undead Pirates'. Did you hear that? Don't tell anyone other than your power about my god name, and don't be satisfied with it." The world built a garbage dump for me!

I love living in a dump, but I'm not a trash god.

I don't need that many dumps. "

After finishing speaking, the old Ghani with a gloomy face was about to disappear into the smoke, but was stopped by Bu Laike.

He stretched out his hand and wrote a note beside it, threw it to old Garney, saying:

"Help me one last time, and give this thing to Xieyan and Red. I promise, this is the last time in the near future!"

"I really want to bite you to death!"

Old Ghani opened his mouth in a vicious voice.

But in the end, he sighed and stuffed the pirate's note into the worn-out backpack on his back. When it disappeared on the garbage dump, he intentionally put a very stinky fart on the pirate's room.

Amidst the weird laughter of the bad guys and the screams of the little murlocs, Bo Laike opened the window with a headache on his face, letting the wind blow in, which made the environment in the room a little better.

"Oh, what the Great Chief Red did is really 'impressive', look, he has his own Kor'kron guards, and Brother Saurfang is his bodyguard.

It's a blessing that two warrior gods serve him one."

The pirate waved the letter in his hand, and said to the little murloc who was pinching his nose:

"I've been looking for Rexxar, but I couldn't find it, and I was found by Reid, why didn't I find out before, this guy is a 'Fortune General'.

Sure enough, stupid people have stupid blessings, right? "

"quack quack"

Today, the little murloc dressed as a hunting suit jumped onto the window, breathing in the fresh air while gesticulating at Laike. The pirate's nose moved, and he lowered his head to look to the side.

"Take your drowning device away! You bastard, what are you doing with it in my room? Do you want me to empty your urinal?"

Bu Laike snapped.

The little murloc curled his lips, jumped out of the window, and walked out the door with his beloved "drowning vessel".

It was a "murloc urinal" made of charred skulls.

The material used comes from the head of Master Assassin Macross, which is what happened to the stroller driver. In this regard, the stinky pirates have always kept their promises.

"Red will go to pick up the orc chieftain from Dellano in two days. Grom and Gorefiend must be among them. Maybe we can meet some 'old acquaintances'."

Bu Laike lay on the window sill, looking at the cityscape of Dalaran below, he squinted his eyes and thought:

"Brother Saurfang clearly stated that they will not participate in the assassination of Lothar, which is really reassuring, but a bit regrettable.

I really want to know, can Bo Rocks kill Deathwing with an ax that sacrifices his life? Well, it may be a bit difficult, but serious injuries are definitely okay, right?

No matter how fierce Deathwing was, he was still a bit far from the level of Sargeras.

Ah, now I'm looking forward more and more to what's next. "

The pirate grinned, and looked at Violet Castle in the center of the city.

The second magic debate was being held there, and those enthusiastic spellcasters never imagined how "lively" their city would be in a while.

"Dalaran, Dalaran, what can you do?"

——

On the edge of the snow-covered Alterac Mountains all the year round, on an outlying ridge leading to the East Weald region of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, a chase and escape is going on.

Riding on the back of the terrifying bone dragon Nightmare, the three black knights struggled to break through to the north in the snowstorm.

But this sudden snowstorm is not normal!

Its biting cold wind was like a chain, like a heavy hammer, pressing from all directions, greatly reducing the flying speed of the legendary bone dragon, and the falling snow from the sky also gathered into large groups of hailstones, smashing down fiercely.

The landing point was very precise, and it hit the three black knights. Although the damage was not high, it seriously damaged the demon concealment spell on these three guys.

The worst thing is that in this blizzard, the magic power in their bodies seems to be suppressed by some invisible force, and it is difficult to exert their full strength.

Even the mighty Bone Dragon howled unhappily.

Its soul trapped within this cursed body could feel a relentless aura locking onto it, chasing it.

However, in the same blizzard, a group of orc wolf cavalry chasing the bone dragon and the black knight were not affected by the blizzard at all. On the contrary, they and their wargs seemed to have a strong wind when they were galloping, making them extremely fast.

"There is a legendary shaman in this ghost place! If we had known he was in charge, we should have slaughtered those Alterac villages."

Above the bone dragon, the black knight caster complained in a sinister tone:

"What the hell did the alliance army do! How could they allow such a powerful orc tribe to hide in this mountain range? How could they be so careless!

Hell, the inaction of the corrupt bureaucracy is about to send us to hell. "

"One must run out!"

Another black knight in heavy armor touched the Kingslayer dagger at his waist, and he said to his companion:

"At least one must run out, otherwise the resurrection ceremony of the leader and companions will be unhosted. Once we fail, the soul will fall into the twisting void, and the demon king will not let us go.

you go!

Haas, you're the caster, and you're the one of us most likely to get out. "

The black knight stuffed the kingslayer dagger into the hands of the black knight caster, and he said to his companions:

"Let's go back and stop those damned Frostwolf orcs. Nightmare will buy you time with us. Run to East Weald, where there are many human villages for you to obtain souls.

Bring us back to life ASAP! "

"it is good."

The black knights are a group of decisive guys. After discussing the strategy, the black knight caster summoned a big mephit with difficulty in the blizzard driven by the legendary shaman, and flew towards the north.

But the fierce bone dragon and the two broken black knights turned around and killed the wolf cavalry who were chasing from behind.

The opponent has a legendary shaman, and a group of high-level shamans to help out, coupled with a large pack of brave wolf cavalry, the two black knights are destined to be more or less fortunate.

However, when they were surrounded by wolf knights and were desperately fighting to the death, violent thunder and lightning suddenly urged on the raging blizzard.

Waves of violent and distorted natural forces turned into gray-black lightning storms, like a heavy fist attack, brutally tearing apart the snowstorm. In less than a minute, the snowstorm that had blocked the world just now turned into a clear sky again.

The orcs also felt threatened. Amid the desolate and low horn sound, the well-trained wolf cavalry quickly withdrew.

They did not forget to bring "boots".

A black knight had been hacked to death by them, and his body would naturally be brought back to the clan as a sacrifice for the slaughtered orc laborers.

The strange lightning still wanted to pursue, but the shamans of the orcs worked together to set up a wind wall, resisting the thunder and lightning, and the warriors protecting them retreated back to the depths of the Alterac Mountains unharmed.

The last scarred black knight who survived the catastrophe leaned on his two swords and looked back behind him.

A few minutes later, a group of Amani troll headhunters riding a battle raptor and a war bear, and a group of strangely dressed snake people appeared in his vision.

The guy at the head is particularly strange. He is a flexible skeleton with a blood-red pirate hat. His mount is also a very unique and cool skeleton velociraptor.

Adding up the knight and the mount, there is no real piece of flesh and blood.

Behind these weird combinations is a chariot pulled by four bears, on which is placed a large black box, with dazzling lightning rolling around the box, making the sound of thunder.

Haas, the black knight spellcaster who had just escaped, was now being escorted by two troll headhunters, one left and one right, and he was tied up with a rope in an embarrassing posture.

After they approached, the eyes of the two-sword black knight under the helmet tightened.

In this small team, there are six legendary trolls alone!

There are two legends on the side of the snake people.

The mysterious things contained in their wooden boxes also made the black knight feel extremely dangerous.

"I heard that you are also planning to carry out an amazing robbery in Dalaran?"

Skeleton pirate Gaboa rode his velociraptor to the black knight carelessly, and looked down at him. This vulgar Zandalari pirate had more than a dozen luxurious rings and bracelets on his six fingers.

Can't wait to let everyone know that he is a real rich man.

Facing his question, the Black Knight nodded.

"Very well, then we're 'partners,' man."

Gaboa laughed, the crazy skeleton pirate pushed his pirate hat, pulled out the troll pirate sword dotted with luxurious gems around his waist, and with a fierce posture, accurately pierced the wounded black knight in front of him. In the eye socket of the helmet.

"It's been a long time since I stabbed anyone, so this knife is free. After you are reborn, let's discuss it again. I will pay you for saving you.

I'm a pirate, I'm willing to do anything but good things, and if you hire me to save people, you'll have to pay double the price. "

(end of this chapter)