Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 592 145. Every warlock needs a reliable blue fat man

A group of vicious criminals were fighting, and a guy who looked very good came in and said that he wanted to recruit them. The beginning of this story was destined to not be so smooth for the pirates to recruit.

that's the truth.

Because Laike didn't intend to waste time talking to this group of scumbags, and he didn't introduce himself, so this group of black and evil guys didn't know who they were facing.

They chose a very direct way of "asking".

"Get rid of him!"

An orc thug who had been imprisoned for a long time yelled, and rushed towards Bo Laike with a homemade "mace", followed by a group of people behind him.

They're all boors.

All of them were hideous and ugly, with disdain shining in their eyes.

What a joke!

Everyone can be imprisoned in Violet Prison, who hasn't seen the world?

If someone turned back and disarmed with just a few words, then after everyone went out, what face would they have to mess around on the big stage of Azeroth?

In the face of this provocation, the pirates responded quite directly.

Pull out a large group of shadow magic power from the skull of Gul'dan in his hand, and summon his most loyal and craziest demon servants.

The demon guard Clin Fran, who was killed by the burning sword Saint Samuro before, just returned to the soul of the Twisting Nether, and was once again summoned to the material world.

With the help of Bu Laike's magic power to reshape the body, I don't know where to pick up the devil's blade in my hand, and the moment he appeared, he launched a storm of magic blades in front of him.

Probably because he was very unhappy about being dropped by the Juggernaut, this time Clinfran appeared extremely violent, and the magic blade storm spun several times, dragging the seven or eight guys who rushed up into the fel blade storm.

In an instant, a mutilated murder case happened in front of the pirates. It was so brutal that the remaining three guys backed away in fright.

The felguard glanced back at its master longingly, and Laike raised his hand and dropped a dominance charm on it.

With the addition of thick magic power from the warlock master, the demon guard began to "evolve" again. Clinfran, who had just been "resurrected and weakened", felt the power again. He clenched his fists and knelt in front of the pirates as if kneeling.

Like a loyal knight receiving a lord's reward.

The shadow magic power was integrated into the demon's body through the dominance spell, and was quickly transformed into evil energy.

Green and black energy shattered light lingered around the demon guard, and as Clinfran howled in pain and excitement, its body was once again solidified and transformed into a more powerful angry guard.

A few seconds later, the tall, muscular angry guard who flicked his tail like a killing machine stood up in the prison hall.

"boom"

Two large black iron axes were thrown in front of Clinfran, and Bo Laike pouted and said:

"The next time you fight, remember to bring your own weapon. Who did you learn from, and you have to use my weapon every time! Whose money is blown by the wind?"

"Understood, my evil master."

Angry guard Clin Fran obediently grabbed the ferocious whirlwind axe and guarded the pirates. These demons are notoriously reckless, disobedient to contract, yet submissive to mighty power.

Now that Laike can give it a more powerful form, it naturally respects the pirate more than before, and regards him as a strong man worth following.

"Seven competitors were eliminated at once. The efficiency is great. It seems that you have understood my 'selection criteria' and 'employment system'. This is really amazing."

Bu Laike whistled, shouldered his scythe, and said to a group of prisoners and scum with ugly faces in front of him:

"Come on, guys.

Going forward at this speed, I think we can end this new ceremony within ten minutes. Clinfran, my faithful servant, it is up to you to preside over this ceremony.

The victors keep their lives and souls, the losers' souls are worthless and left for you to eat.

The old rules, 37 split accounts.

I take 70%.

You guys should also watch it, and remember to put it away when you meet a good soul. For a warlock, there can never be too many spell-casting materials such as soul stones. "

After speaking, the pirate walked to the second floor of the prison with his son-in-law Zarak.

The moment he stepped onto the stairs, the furious guard who had been submissive just now immediately showed the brutality of a demon. It spewed scorching fire from its nostrils, staring at the prisoners who kept retreating in front of them.

It kept shaking its tail with its molten metal tailbone, raised the black iron battle ax in its hand, pointed at the two dwarfs in the crowd, and shouted grinningly:

"You two! Pick your opponents! It's been a long time since I tasted a dwarf's soul."

"Don't be afraid of them, everyone unite, rush out and win!"

A short human thief in the crowd shouted:

"We don't need to kill each other. Everyone has been imprisoned here for so long. We should trust each other. Believe me, as long as we unite, we can do it!"

Before the guy finished his declaration, he was punched on the knee by a rough-dressed black iron dwarf next to him, and when he fell screaming, the red-eyed black iron madman grabbed the big wine glass, Hit hard on the forehead.

After smashing it seven or eight times in a row, the dwarf waved the blood-stained wine glass and yelled at the demon:

"I killed one! You saw it! I killed one! I passed the level! I would like to join you! I would like to"

"puff"

The black iron battle ax in Clin Fran's hand roared and smashed towards him. The high-speed spinning battle ax slashed into the short body of the screaming black iron dwarf with brute force, removing half of his body. .

This shocking change caused everyone in the prison to stare wide-eyed.

"No, you didn't! You joined the fleet as soon as you wanted to? Besides, you haven't been called yet. What's the rush? Answering quickly is not the correct answer!"

The skinny boy Kanresad next to the angry guard held his own eyeball jewelry and leaned on Jordan's staff, with a vicious face and said in a faint tone:

"The captain hates unruly people the most, and there are enough sycophants in the fleet. We don't need bastards who can only talk."

"Those two lowly dwarves, stop fighting each other, choose your opponent quickly, if you can't decide the outcome within two minutes, even if you both lose."

The things in the hall did not attract Laike's attention. The pirates were led by Zarak to the second floor of the prison, and the dog-legged troll was beside him introducing the "talent" he had found for the fleet to his captain.

"He was locked in the innermost cage. Captain, the mages dare not arrange other people next to his cell. That guy has a strange temper, and anyone who disturbs him will be ruthlessly strangled to death.

He's the most dangerous guy in this prison, just like the lava dog down there. "

Zarak said emphatically:

"He doesn't seem easy to deal with, but I know that in the face of your supreme dark wisdom, Captain, he will definitely join us obediently and obediently.

This is where his glory lies. "

"Wait first."

Bo Laike held out his finger, motioning Zarak to shut up.

He looked at the dark element blocking the way in front of him, or the void walker, an elemental creature made of shadow.

It is difficult to classify accurately, some say it is a void creature, others say it is a demon.

But what is certain is that Bo Laike learned how to contract the spells and rituals of the Voidwalker in the grimoires left by the warlocks of the Shadow Council.

"My servant, I need you."

The pirate looked at the void walker in front of the shattered magic cage, not going anywhere, but summoning three shadowy black balls to wrap around the fluffy body like an elemental creature.

He summoned Xalatath in his heart, and a few seconds later, Xalatath's voice quietly sounded in Bu Laike's ears, with the joy of "reunion after a long absence":

"Ah, my little master, you finally figured it out, so you summoned me to sleep with you?"

"If you're being so dishonest, I won't talk to you."

The pirate replied, and Xal'atath's voice over there immediately became serious, and she said:

"Did the little master summon me to ask me about the void walker?"

"yes."

The magic eyeball on Bu Laike's shoulder turned around, carefully observing the shadow element like "dementia" in front of him, and he said:

"Is this thing a demon? Or a creation of the void? If I contract it, will it affect my stable shadow magic power?"

"Your question is really stupid, my little master, what were you thinking when I chatted with you before? You 'bad student'."

Miss Kongkong said something in a helpless tone, which made people think of her helpless expression covering her forehead.

She rephrases:

"In the system of the six powers, the concept of shadow is a secondary energy derived from the power of the void in the material world, and the connection between assassins and shadows also comes from this.

Therefore, the dark element of the void walker is itself an energy creature born from the void. It is mistaken for a demon because some demons with shadow attributes often call them to fight as servants.

Voidwalkers are only the rudimentary embodiment of the shadow power of the void. Although they are intelligent, they are very weak. They will obey the orders of all creatures who have the ability to control them.

In addition, although they were born in the void, they are not contaminated with the power of the void. You can understand them as creatures like fire elements and water elements.

Take it easy on the contract.

It will strengthen the cohesion of the shadow magic power in your body, and will not deflect your magic power. "

"What about its growth?"

the pirate asked again.

"Miss Carrying Girl" Xalatas immediately replied:

"The more advanced form of the void walker is the void lord, and then the entropy demon, which is the end of 99% of the void walkers, but there are also rumors that the final form of the void walker is the mysterious dark god.

But honestly, I don't believe this.

The void walker in front of you is in the process of transforming into a lesser void lord. It should be accidentally summoned by mages when they were studying alien creatures.

It's far away from the Void Sorata, and can't absorb enough shadow power to complete the promotion, so it behaves silly, well, they usually do.

But occasionally I say a few meaningless nonsense.

It is very suitable for you, little master. It is extremely resistant to magic. Although it is not good at attacking, it is definitely better than your current demon servants for defense.

Take it.

Its warm shadow body can warm your lonely heart when I am not around. "

"But I don't have the elemental wrist rings that contract void walkers need, which is really a headache."

Bu Laike pretended to say something, and rubbed his head with a troubled look on his face. Xalatas over there suddenly realized, and she said in an unhappy tone:

"Okay, so you're waiting for me here! I'm going to say why the ruthless and cruel little master with a suspected sexual orientation suddenly came to me. It turns out that he needs my help.

You really are using everyone as a tool, which is really sad. "

"It was you who said that you will do your best to help me with this matter in Dalaran, so stop talking nonsense."

The pirate raised his left hand in front of him. Although Xalatath was dissatisfied, he still "remotely activated" half of the divine power he had left in Laike.

The will of the higher-level creatures in the void diverged slightly, and immediately attracted the attention of the large, dark and purple void walker in front of him.

Under the "summoning" of Xalatath, the Voidwalker, commonly known as "Fatty Blue", wobbled towards Bu Laike.

The dark magic power between blue and black that it emits when it moves, as well as the dark red light spots shining brightly as eyes on the elemental shadow body that can't see the face, made Zarak behind the pirate hit him. a shudder.

The appearance of this guy is completely an elemental monster bound by a set of magic armor. The shadows flowing inside the armor are much darker than the darkest night.

"Come, my servant."

The pirate waved the demon contract that he had prepared long ago, poured his own shadow magic power into the parchment, and threw it to the shadow element muttering something in front of him.

The latter caught the contract with its energyized claws, and swallowed the contract in one gulp as if he had no thought.

In the next moment, the power of the devil's contract was connected between Laike and the shadow element, and a new summoning skill appeared on the translucent character card:

Summon Zuramat the Obliterator

Minion Information:

Name: Zuramat "The Obliterator"

Race: Shadow Elemental [Void Creation]

Common Occupation: Level 60 Voidwalker Elite

Legendary Occupation: Level 0 Void Lord [Lack of shadow energy, advancement has not yet been completed]

Servant Description:

Zuramat was originally absorbing shadow elements happily in the void realm, without wisdom or troubles, until one day it was summoned by a group of evil mages to the material world for research. Imprisoned in Violet Prison.

In this wonderful world, Zuramat learned a lot, and troubles were born. Oh, by the way, it's not that it can't talk, it just doesn't like to talk.

It is a melancholy and silent voidwalker.

"What a poor alien creature, eating hot pot and singing songs in the old house, suddenly being interrupted by bad mages. The mages really deserve to die."

The pirate reached out and touched the black-purple cotton candy-like body of the large Voidwalker who was three heads taller than himself. It felt strange to the touch, like reaching out to touch a socket, with a slight tingling sensation.

He pouted, took out Gul'dan's skull, and stuffed it into the body of the voidwalker. The dark Atamar crystal hidden in Gul'dan's skull immediately began to release a sufficient amount of shadow power.

It's like adding a "battery" to the hungry Zuramat in front of him, making the silent Voidwalker suddenly active.

The three shadowy black balls wrapped around it also rotated rapidly, and even the dark red eyes that were different from other voidwalkers became brighter.

"Praise be to your generous master."

It said something in a low voice, making the pirate blink his eyes.

Well, Fatty Blue really can speak, and he can also be grateful. He takes the initiative to thank him, which is much more polite than his three demon servants.

He likes this kind of polite servant.

Well, its voice that can scare a crying child is quite nice, let it scare little Xingxing or Jaina another day.

That must be interesting.

(end of this chapter)