Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 615 168.The Big One Is Coming! --【2330】

(add more for the birth of the baby)

A group of satyrs were surrounded by two miraculous men, and they were crying their fathers and mothers, throwing away their helmets and armors. While killing this group of lifeless demons, the two guys who were not like good people were still having a weird exchange.

"Your harvest today should be good, how much loot did you plunder?"

Bu Laike asked a question, and Illidan, who was in the form of a demon, slashed the satyrs around him with a knife, and replied coldly:

"Those are external things, I am only interested in the demons themselves."

This answer from Versailles made Bo Laike very disappointed.

The pirate felt that he and Illidan could no longer be friends, and they had no common interests at all.

He threw the chain of dark sea water, pierced the calf of a fleeing satyr assassin, dragged the guy out of the shadows, and pierced the neck with his sword amidst the latter's harsh begging for mercy.

The pirate stepped on Sartre's trembling head, and took out the Trollbane battle axe. With one ax, he chopped off the shadow demon's horns. These are excellent materials for making.

Every satyr is said to be well versed in shadow tactics, and their demon horns, claws, and eyes make for decent assassin gear.

He played with the Sutter horn in his hand, and "looked" at Illidan. Since the two guys were wearing blindfolds, this scene especially looked like the "Blind Assassin Group" was working.

Bu Laike rotated his body and activated the sharp blade array to push back the two satyrs who were approaching him from the shadows. The two moon blades slipped into his hands. Jing's "exclamation" said:

"You, you, you, what a waste!

Don't you know that every demon lord is a 'moving treasure' that has gone through countless battles, and picking up one or two from their collection can make a lot of money.

Didn't you snatch these two knives from a legendary doomsday guard?

I've done the "killing and stealing goods" thing before, and now this is a reformation? "

"This is a trophy."

Illidan didn't mind the stinky pirate's faultfinding, correcting him:

"I have no plans to change weapons yet, and the corpses of those demons are still left there. If you want it, just go and get it yourself."

"Tch, do you think those mages will give me a chance to 'find the leak'?"

The pirate looked disappointed and said:

"All their good things have been robbed by a group of crazy pirates. They are all poor now, and they can't wait to scratch the ground. They must have taken all the treasures from the demons.

I'm not going to touch their mold.

I'd better wait until they have saved enough good things, and I'll take another trip.

By the way, you seem to be in a good mood, how many did you hunt today? "

"Six!"

Mentioning this matter, Illidan immediately grinned an evil smile.

Looking particularly horrified on that demonized face, Laike noticed that Illidan's teeth were already showing signs of canines, and the guy's body was also several times more swollen than before.

Has become a weird "devil muscle man".

He suddenly said in a strange tone:

"Don't tell me, you 'eat' them all? Are you crazy? Absorbing evil energy like this will make you permanently shift to the chaotic side.

The change in body shape is just the beginning, your inner demon will permanently change your soul attributes, and you will become a real demon! "

"Isn't that better?"

Illidan said happily:

"That means that I will no longer be able to be killed in the material world, and I will enjoy the pleasure of hunting forever."

"That also means that you will be controlled by magic against demons, like this!"

Bo Laike threw the moonblade in his hand, and cut off the legs of a fleeing satyr neatly. He turned his head, moved his fingers, and threw a commanding spell towards Illidan.

The moment the magic was applied, Illidan let out an exclamation.

His already huge body swelled even more, and the wings on his back spread out in a snap, and the more intense fire of fel energy burned on this guy, and the swelling fel turned his legs into demons Same recurved hoof.

"Ha! Power!"

Illidan Stormrage gave up the Moonblade, stretched out sharper claws, and clasped the head of Satyr in front of him.

He continued to infuse the temporarily strengthened tumbling hot evil energy in his body, and as the satyr demon screamed in fear, two seconds later, dark green cracks burst out on the cheeks and body of the unlucky child, and its eyes and mouth burst out. There was a green flame, and then there was a bang, and the flesh and blood turned to ashes.

In the claws of the demon hunter, there is a strange skull with dark horns.

He moved his body, felt the expanding power in his body, and in the shining of the hunting magic pattern on his body, he turned his head and "looked" at Bu Laike, and the stinky pirate showed an expression of greater sorrow than heartbreak.

He waved his hand blankly and said:

"My magic is only effective for demons. If you can accept the enhancement, it means you have become a demon. This transformation is irreversible. Dr. Laike completed the consultation and the patient is emotionally stable.

But sadly, you are hopeless. "

Illidan didn't care, he was only interested in the strange magic of Laike itself.

He moved the more ferocious demon wings behind him, and said:

"Ah, every time I see you, you always bring me great surprises, Bu Laike Shaw, you really are a good friend. Come, teach me your amazing magic.

It might be my new killer move. "

"Teach, no problem."

Bo Laike raised his finger, rubbed it twice, and said:

"The question is, what do you pay for? I've drained all the good things from you. I never make deals with poor people."

"My men pay for this valuable knowledge."

Illidan didn't care about Bo Laike's greed, he said lightly:

"Elisanna told me that they are recently helping Elisande transport all kinds of holy objects stored in the city of thousands of years, Elesalas, which are the peerless collection of Queen Azshara.

Some things cannot be transported through the portal, and it is common for ships carrying treasures to be attacked and capsized by evil pirates on the endless sea.

I don't care how much you want.

As long as my subordinates are more powerful, they can better fulfill their duties and missions. "

"Wow, it's really bad luck for eight lifetimes to work for you."

The smelly pirate joked:

"But I really have no reason to refuse such a good reward, and Elesalas does have a lot of things I need. Come, I will teach you now, but if you can learn me

Ah, I forgot.

You were the commander of the Moon Guard back then, and Azshara praised your magical talent, but you are a genius of arcane magic, there is no reason why you cannot learn it.

Tch, poor bastard thinks we're chatting to mean it's still running, stupid. "

As soon as the words fell, the two shot at the same time.

Illidan threw the wide moonblade in his hand, and Laike threw the water chain of the dark sea.

One left and one right pierced the body of the last Satyr who escaped into the dream vortex, dragging the unlucky child back from the dream abruptly.

It howled, and its stinky blood drew two terrible marks on the ground, and its sharp claws pulled out sparks on the ground.

But it didn't work.

When they crossed the dreamland and came to chase Bo Laike, they were already doomed. Satyr lord Savarik seriously underestimated the strength of the stinky pirates, which led to their disastrous defeat this time.

This is really miserable.

——

"This world is too dangerous. It is not just a matter of luck that the Legion failed here ten thousand years ago. But as long as the polluters come, this sad world is doomed to turn into dust!"

In a corner of Shattered Dalaran, amidst the ruins where the last two black knights hid, the ghastly-faced dreadlord Mal'Ganis emerged from the shadows amidst a swarm of bats.

The dreadlord was about to run, but unfortunately, Deathwing ravaged the city.

It hid in the dark and watched the war between the World Destroyer and the mortals. To be honest, when the three-headed dragon king and the elemental demigod were summoned to fight fiercely, Mal'Ganis once thought that he was going to die.

Under such circumstances, a dread demon king like it could not escape at all.

But the facts proved that the world of Azeroth was really evil. Even the extremely powerful World Destroyer was extremely embarrassed by a group of mortals, and was finally forced to retreat with the help of the Titan Guardians.

This made the dread demon king who was originally full of contempt for human beings also change his view.

The leader of the dreadlords, the "blasphemer" Tichondrius, who died here 10,000 years ago, was right in his judgment of Azeroth. This world is really evil.

Mal'Ganis, who had witnessed Deathwing's failure, decided to share this information with his fellow Nathrezim, telling them to be careful when infiltrating Azeroth in the future.

"Hey, you two! Why haven't you summoned the Defiler!"

The reappeared Dreadlord arrogantly shouted at the two black knights:

"The commanders of the legion died one by one, and the loyal and brave demon warriors were wiped out in batches. We have bought so much time for you, and you two are still hiding here!

You disloyal bastards, I should report your incompetence to the polluters! "

"inability?"

The dreadlord's posturing made the only two remaining black knights very angry, and the spellcaster Haas, who was missing an arm, responded angrily:

"Our leader was killed in a dastardly ambush in Dalaran, and our brothers were forced to walk through the devastation wrought by Deathwing in order to reclaim the Book of Medivh lost by you demons.

We killed six brothers to get this damn book back! "

Pointing to the book of Medivh covered in blood, he shouted angrily:

"Where were you cunning demon when we were dying for the Legion's cause? Now you're jumping out and saying we're incompetent! Watch your identity, Nathrezim!

We are loyal servants of Master Sargeras.

You report to the polluter!

Go ahead and add more fuel, and put all your incompetence on us, and when we meet the master in the Twisting Nether, you will all have to pay the price for your incompetence and burnout! "

"Okay, great servants, don't be angry, I was just joking."

The Nathrezim Dreadlord laughed awkwardly.

Indeed, although these black knights are incompetent and weak, because of their curse, once their souls return to the Twisting Void, they will indeed be summoned to Lord Sargeras.

Although the dark titan may not care about the life and death of these nine ants, if they add fuel to the complaint, the demon lords themselves will really be doomed.

People have backgrounds.

Dealing with such a guy must not be too rough, pay attention to the method.

"I am a loyal minister of the Legion. I wandered through the doomsday of Dalaran and found this for you!"

Mal'Ganis laughed and threw out his "harvest".

It was the Eye of Dalaran that was used when the stinky pirate manipulated the howler avatar before, but because of the self-detonation of the avatar, the magic recoil caused this perfect magic gemstone to be destroyed by half in the explosion.

Make it look dilapidated now.

"No, its magic power is draining, so little magic power can't open the portal that allows polluters to pass through!"

Black Knight spellcaster Haas opened the special summoning ritual recorded in the Book of Medivh while checking the Eye of Dalaran, and he came to a pessimistic conclusion.

The dreaded demon king floating next to him suddenly spoke, and said sinisterly:

"Magic? Isn't it all underground?

Dalaran is now destroyed like this. The devices used by mages to extract the underground magic net have been destroyed. The magic net here is free, and you can use the Eye of Dalaran to extract it.

Magic is not a problem. "

"The ground here has been torn apart by Deathwing, and the damage to the magic net is far beyond your imagination. If you use such unstable magic power, the portal won't last long!"

The black knight spellcaster scoffed at Nathrezim's proposal, but soon fell silent.

He was thinking about the pros and cons of this matter.

It is true that opening the portal with unstable magic power is a risky behavior, but if they cannot open the portal, Archimonde the Polluter will not let them go even if the Legion Vanguard suffers heavy losses.

Legend has it that the polluter is a brutal guy, once he is targeted by it.

"I also need a ritual stone that is stable enough."

The black knight Haas looked at Nathrezim, he said in a deep voice:

"A piece of polymer full of energy, the shape is not important, as long as it can cooperate with the broken Eye of Dalaran to stabilize the energy, so that the duration of the portal can be maintained longer.

It should be enough for the polluter to cross the two worlds. With its powerful strength, even if it comes alone, it should be enough to destroy the world, right? "

"It's a mess right now, where do you want me to find another ritual stone for you?"

Nathrezim was not satisfied either.

Mal'Ganis said with a cold face:

"I think you are embarrassing me! It is true that I am an immortal dreadlord, but I am not an almighty god. It is the limit of what I can do to bring you back this.

Figure out the rest on your own! "

"Then the polluter is to be blamed, and we shall bear the responsibility together?"

The black knight Haas also sneered back.

Seeing that the two were about to turn against each other, another knight who was holding a warhammer on guard suddenly pointed to a crack not far away and shouted:

"Stop arguing! Look over there! Can that thing work?"

"Ok?"

Haas and Mal'Ganis turned their heads at the same time and followed the fingers of the hammer-wielding black knight.

A few hundred meters away, in a large pit near the Broken City Gate, a distressed snake man was struggling to push out a guardian keystone emitting thunder and lightning light from the pit bit by bit.

The surface of the key stone was covered with dents, surrounded by lightning.

The cataclysm caused by the Destroyer did not destroy it. Being able to maintain integrity in that level of catastrophic collision has fully proved its extraordinaryness.

And according to the legends that the black knights heard from the snake man during this journey, this guardian keystone is a part of the sealing system of the cage of a dark creature that is at least a demigod level.

In terms of energy carrying capacity, stability and toughness, there are few things in the whole world that can match it.

Black Knight Haas and the Dread Demon King exchanged glances.

The next second, they shouted in unison:

"That's it!"

"It is their great honor that the stupid snake empire can contribute to the great cause of the legion! Take it over!"

(end of this chapter)