Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 632 185. Poor thief, I want to punish you on behalf of Old Ur of the Kingdom of Heaven

"What's that! It's lying on top of our ship! Hell, the Naglfar's senses can't spot it. You wretches! Move!

Get rid of that ugly and disgusting thing! "

At night, the Naglfar, which was sailing from the Baladin Sea where South Sea Town is located, to the Khaz Modan Sea, was sailing in the deep sea. In the dark environment under the sea, there were ominous white lights from the chandeliers around the ghost ship in the water.

There was also the scream of the first mate dragon angrily.

And the clanging running of the driven ghost guards.

The knights of the Undead Sea commanded the wraith on the ship to crawl down the hull in the icy water, trying to catch the "strange creature" lying on the bottom of the ship that Sefiel had just discovered.

After getting the news from the little crow that the Gilneas navy was blocking the defense ahead, Laike immediately realized that his ghost ship must be located by something weird.

Otherwise, with the Naglfar's silence when sailing underwater, no matter how powerful the Gilneas navy is, it would be impossible to discover the ghost ship's trajectory in advance.

And make such a targeted arrangement.

According to the situation detected by the trade wind crow, several warships of the Gilneas Navy happened to be stuck at the junction of the Kaz Modan sea area and the Baladin sea area, and they had already formed an anti-submarine formation.

They are releasing mines to seal off the deep sea.

This is to force the ghost ship to float up and fight.

Damn it, if it wasn't a trap prepared in advance for the Naglfar, Bo Laike would have eaten the steering wheel on the spot!

But the focus now is not how to deal with the Gilneas navy in front, but to first catch out their "eyes" used to locate the ghost ship.

If they don't kill this thing, no matter how Laike responds, their movements will be completely exposed to the eyes of the Gilneans, so there is no need to fight this battle.

Under the water membrane that keeps the air from leaking on the messy deck, Braike, who has changed back to the pirate captain's costume, is holding the spiritstring longbow that was lent to Nathanos before, and is talking to the mother of the windrunner who was called out. Standing by the railing on the third floor of the poop.

The two deadly hunters radiated sentience, but could not detect anything but sea water.

But following Sefiel's frantic waving fingers and the direction in which the wraiths were chasing down, they could clearly see a small monster flexibly lying on the hull of the ship and the wraiths. fighting.

"What the hell is that?"

The magic eye on the smelly pirate's shoulder kept zooming in and out. In the dimly lit and chaotic water, he managed to capture the outline of the creature.

It looked like a dragon.

But it is very small, only the size of an adult.

And it looks extremely "malnourished", its whole body is skinny and bony, its green scales and yellow belly scales match strangely, but its fin-like back and wings are dark purple.

This odd combination makes this thing look gimmicky.

It has demon-like horns on its head, which have no resemblance to the dragon horns of Azeroth. That thing moves extremely flexibly in the water, like a violent little devil, surrounded by wraiths Duli is not afraid at all.

It made a weird, piercing scream, which seemed to have some kind of mental shock effect.

It was so powerful that even Bo Laike, who was far away, would feel dizzy when he heard the strange piercing, indescribable scream.

After losing Nathrezim's inner demon, his resistance to mind magic dropped greatly, and his brows were frowned by the piercing cry. He took off the war bow on his back and put an arrow on it. Shoot an arrow at the monstrous thing.

No sniping was used, just ordinary steady shooting.

But with the blessing of Proudmoore's blood, the arrow was fast and fast, piercing into the sea water the moment it was shot, like a sharp torpedo fired, and flew towards the weird dragon.

The latter sensed the danger, but did not avoid it.

It screamed and turned its head, grinning towards Bo Laike, and opened its mouth full of yellow and white messy sharp teeth. With an extremely quick reaction, it grabbed the arrow shot by Bo Laike.

It seems to be provocative in this way.

And when it turned its head to reveal its own face, both Bo Laike and Windrunner's mother were taken aback. It's not that this face has any powerful supernatural power, it's mainly because it's too ugly.

The body of this guy is still like a dragonling or a young dragon, but its face is completely without the majesty that a dragon should have.

On a big pie face without a nose, the big mouth with staggered sharp teeth alone accounted for two-thirds.

What remained were two vicious yellow-orange eyes protruding out of their sockets, with red pupils converging at one point, shining in the darkness of the deep sea.

And Bu Laike noticed that the mouth of this weird thing was covered with weird purple tentacles, so he wanted to "wear" an octopus on his mouth.

When it makes that kind of scream that can affect the mind, the obviously alienated flesh and blood tentacles around its mouth will continue to fluctuate, strengthening the scream that goes straight into the soul.

"What the hell is this? In the world environment of Azeroth, can such weird creatures that are distorted and polluted at first glance be born? Is this the work of the void?"

The well-informed Ranger General was also a little confused at this moment. She grabbed her dark bow and looked at her "omniscient" disciple.

The Stinky Pirate gave Windrunner's mother a "me neither" look.

And that weird thing seems to shuttle back and forth between reality and illusion all the time, so that even the pirates' investigation can't leave it on it, and this thing can be exempted from consciousness lock.

Amazing!

"Wait a minute, let me ask an 'expert' in this area."

Bu Laike coughed and concealed his "ignorance". He stared at the thing that looked like "spiritual pollution", and said softly:

"My servant, are you busy?"

"Your loyal Xalatath is always idle. I am always waiting to serve you. At this time, I am naturally called, my little master."

Miss Void Essence's voice quietly rang in Bu Laike's ear, it sounded like she was in a good mood.

But after shifting his energy from Onyxia to this side, and sensing the special sound waves around him, Xalatas' tone suddenly became weird:

"Little master, for safety reasons, I suggest you leave the current environment immediately. Out of curiosity, let me ask one more question, are you still in the material world of Azeroth?"

"It's at the bottom of the sea."

Bu Laike heard something was wrong from Xal'atath's question, and he asked:

"Speak clearly, what's going on? What is that clown in front of you?"

"It's not important, it's just a small role, but its presence often means that there are 'scary' things nearby."

The Void Essence snorted, and let out a joyful laugh when seeing people unlucky, she said:

"That thing's called a 'Shudwalker.'"

"Huh? Void language?"

The pirate blinked.

"Yes, the noun in Void language means 'broken spirit'. It is a sub-dragon twisted by the void, which can tear apart the soul with sound waves. It can only be born in the dark world that is completely swallowed by the void."

Xalatas explained in detail like reading "Encyclopedia of Void Species":

"It's a very rare thing, and I've only seen it a few times occasionally, as a friendly reminder, their meat is highly poisonous and unpalatable.

This kind of creature exists only on the boundary between reality and void, and mortals simply cannot describe it with the laws of physics and arcane common sense. In fact, spellcasters in other worlds are often not sure whether the word 'real' can be used to describe this creature.

But it undoubtedly exists, and the danger of this thing is beyond words.

It has the corruption of the void attached to it, and the reality wherever it passes will be slightly distorted. Unless it takes the initiative to show up, only witnesses with 'spiritual vision' can see it.

But this is not a good thing.

Those mortals who have seen Shudwalker will only speak gibberish, and their pale shadows will be shattered under the dark sorcery.

When these wretches are finally able to organize decent discourse, they realize their time is numbered.

The Shadwalker has the unholy ability to drain the life force, and if it chooses, it can leave a person to decay and agonize to death.

In contrast, perhaps being eaten alive by this monster is considered a kindness of fate. "

Xal'atath told Bu Laike this very emotional words, it seems that he intends to scare him with malicious intent, but what kind of people are the smelly pirates, how could he be frightened by a void-like dragon?

He gestured to the Windrunner's mother who was shooting a bow and arrow beside her.

The latter immediately drew the bow, and a barbed elven arrow was placed on the bowstring, and the legendary power called "mourning" was wrapped around it.

"You just said that the Shudwalker is not a difficult thing, but the creatures that come with it are terrifying. Tell me in detail."

With an appreciative gaze, Bu Laike watched his instructor complete the sniper aim.

he asked softly.

The moment the arrow flew out, Xalatas said:

"Shudwalkers are not gregarious creatures. After being severely distorted by the void, these sad little dragons still retain vicious sanity and territorial awareness. Under normal circumstances, there will only be one Shudwalker in a huge area.

But this kind of dragon has a very bad habit.

They will actively attach to some 'powerful' creatures!

As I said just now, Shudwalkers will only be born in worlds that have been completely corrupted by the void, so they are attached to lives that are also corrupted by the void.

The Shadwalker in front of me is just a juvenile, and its strength is not worth mentioning. For General Liresa, it is just a matter of one shot, but you have to pay attention, little master,

This Shudwalker is just the beginning.

If the forces that are tracking you can summon Shudwalker as their 'eye', it means that they must have mastered the method of summoning Shudwalker's 'Master'.

You will face a legendary, even a demigod, otherworldly void beast. "

"wait!"

Bu Laike suddenly remembered something.

He watched as the sharp arrow shot by Mother Windrunner pierced through the barrier of sound waves, pierced the ugly Shadwalker Wurm, and nailed it to the hull of the Naglfar, with strange purple blood gushing out.

While the monster was dying, General Liresa's dark force was destroying its internal organs.

And the daring little murloc jumped down from the stern of the Naglfar with a group of murloc pirates. They were holding on to the strong, barbed net.

It seems that this ugly and indescribable monster is going to be captured as a "trophy".

"Outsider Beasts, Gilneas, Summoning Ceremony... Ah, I know what they are going to summon, and I know who they are."

Bu Laike grinned, and quickly returned to the cabin without looking at the dying beast caught by the murlocs.

A moment later, the clone of the summoned old Garni appeared on the small garbage dump in the captain's cabin.

Knowing that the matter was urgent, the God of Trash did not complain when it appeared this time. It wagged its tail and said to the smelly pirate in a serious tone in the smoke:

"Your subordinates have set off, and they are moving fast, but the Gilnean First Fleet has blocked Tol Barad. Those humans who are marked by wolves are chasing your subordinates.

This time they intend to eat your fleet and your island in one bite. "

"I guessed it, His Majesty Jean has a good appetite, but he doesn't know if his teeth are good."

The pirate sneered and said:

"Old Garni, I need you to help me go to Silverpine Forest to find my subordinates, they should be leading Zac Yao to the Uncrowned stronghold in Gilneas.

I'm going to give them a new mission.

Go to the legendary "Witchwood" of Gilneas to find the dark witches who stole the remaining pages of the Book of Ur.

They must have surrendered to Greymane, intending to use their stolen knowledge to serve the Greymane royal family in exchange for wealth, prestige and status

Hey, a bunch of disgusting bugs!

Even if you betray yourself, you can't find a good employer.

I need you to use your power to help Moroes and Valeera, as well as Master Zac Shiningfinger who just joined us, find the location of the witches.

I want them to die miserably, with their own pathetic ambitions, before interfering in my war with the Gilneas fleet. "

"Ah, you know, I don't like fighting."

Old Garni was a little bit embarrassed, blinking his wise eyes, wagging his tail, and said to Bu Laike with a look of embarrassment:

"My believers know that I am a 'pacifist'. Once I start with you, my peaceful and interesting life of picking up garbage will be over."

"Oh, God knows, you know, I know. If you don't tell others, who will know that you made an exception? Don't you know my ability to keep secrets?

You know how generous I am, and I won't let you do it for nothing this time. "

Bo Laike rubbed his hands together.

He took out his death shadow battle suit that had been shattered due to the overload of magic power in Dalaran from his luggage, held it in his hands and gave it to old Gani.

The God of Trash's eyes widened in an instant.

Dude, complete set of rubbish!

It's rare.

The grade is so good, with a little tinkering, it can be used as a reward for the miserable troll scavengers who lived a miserable life in Dazar'alor.

This stinky pirate really deserves the price, and he is so understanding of people's hearts.

People want to say no to the cold words.

"Hey, who made you my friend?"

Old Ghani put on a helpless expression of "I really can't do anything about you, you pestering little goblin".

The paw nimbly picked up the broken battle suit, waited for another look at Bo Laike, and disappeared into the smoke of the small garbage dump with a whoosh.

Before it left, it said very "considerately":

"Fight with all your heart, and it doesn't matter if you lose. Remember, there will always be a place of great scavenger under my command for you, my dear Bo Laike.

The desolate Wharton Desert is a home where you can always rest assured. "

(end of this chapter)