Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 694 25. Alsace·Execution of Justice!

"Damn it, don't know what that Bo Laike guy is doing to get all the Dragonmaw tamed dragons to riot. He needs our help!"

General Maris above the city felt the dragon's riot.

He quickly weighed the pros and cons, and decided to abandon his chosen target and assist Laike instead.

He quickly rushed to the edge of a cliff in the abandoned dwarf city and looked down. He saw clusters of scorching and dazzling dragon's breath illuminating the tunnel below as brightly as a lava hell.

With General Ranger's sharp eyesight, he could even clearly see that huge monsters were taking off from the lowest lair and pounced towards a tunnel leading to the dragon's lair.

"Ronin! Come here!"

Maris called out, and the red-haired and bearded mage who was preparing the magic gem ran over, and saw General Ranger pointing at the buildings on the edge of the city, and said to him:

"Blow it up there! Let the rubble go down and block that tunnel entrance, we've got to buy him some time."

"That's the layer that holds the high platform! General."

With the rigor that a mage should have, Luo Ning carefully distinguished the trend of the rock wall above him. He swallowed, and said in a difficult tone:

"If we blow up there, the escape route the Wildhammers told us will be cut off, and we'll be trapped here, surrounded and killed by raging orcs.

There are thousands of orcs here, and they all hate us.

This is not a good choice. "

"Listen to me, that's right."

Maris patted Ronin on the shoulder and explained:

"The key to the problem is the soul of the dragon, don't you understand? As long as we destroy the evil artifact, not only will the three great dragon legions come to support immediately, but the red dragon queen who was imprisoned under the city will also be free .

Think of the anger she has accumulated after being imprisoned by the orcs for many years, and watching her children become the playthings of the orcs.

We don't need to evacuate at all, Ronin.

We'll just have to wait here and watch the Dragonmaw Clan be consumed by the dragons' furious vengeance. "

"But that evil artifact is definitely not so easy to destroy."

Ronin was convinced.

While crushing the magic gemstone in his hand, he began to release the most powerful destruction spell he had mastered so far, and whispered in the magic vibration:

"We still have to get it out of this place."

"No, I trust the dark wisdom of Boo Laike."

Maris coughed and said:

"If he dares to bring us here to risk his life and promise us victory, he must have a way to destroy the evil artifact, although I don't know how he can accomplish this feat

But I believe he can do it!

Think about his actions in Dalaran and Northern Border, the current situation is not even a challenge for him, well, he is such a magical man.

Do it!

quick! "

"Oh."

Under the urging of Nathanos, Rhonin hesitated, and he turned to look at Arthas. The little prince nodded to him with a serious face.

"Cast the spell quickly, what are you doing in a daze?"

Vereesa yelled beside Rhonin:

"Both my big sister and my second sister told me not to underestimate Bu Laike Xiao's dark wisdom. I will also believe in him at this time, cast a spell quickly!"

"Don't rush, you woman, magic is not your arrow, magic needs to be chanted."

Ronin complained.

He took a deep breath, and the mage endured the heavy oppression unique to manipulating a huge amount of magic power, using the staff in his hand as a medium for casting spells, and raised it high.

The two magic formulas of arcane strengthening and tranquility were activated one after another. Dazzling lightning bolts wrapped around Luo Ning's body, making the young mage's robe sway.

He stared at the target point above, and amidst the roar of the wand hitting the ground, an excessive arcane impact magic ball as big as a rolling marshmallow was thrown by Rhonin towards the upper mountain wall on the verge of losing control.

After the magic ball, there were two elf sniper explosive arrows shot by Nathanos and Vereesa at the same time.

Then there was a loud bang.

"Unlucky" Luo Ning is a very low-key guy, usually looking miserable, everyone who knows his "reputation" will be attracted by his weird bad luck stories.

But people often overlook the talent and strength hidden under Ronin's bad luck.

It is impossible for an unlucky and fatuous mage to be accepted as an apprentice by a red dragon prince disguised as a human being. Being able to be picked by the wise eyes of the great mage Krasus already shows that the low-key Ronin is actually a very talented guy.

He has his own understanding of the use of magic.

Just like now, a large and excessive arcane impact precisely shattered the connection point of the upper rock wall, causing large pieces of rubble to rain down on the dragon's nest below.

In the subsequent piercing explosion of the two explosive arrows, more boulders were peeled off, and the dwarf city platform above Grim Batol was rumbled and broken by a third.

The huge rock smashed down against the mountain walls on both sides, almost involving the weak Luo Ning, but fortunately, Wen Leisala, who had quick eyes and quick hands, saved him.

Let the weak mage and Miss Ranger hug and roll together, avoiding the shooting of the gravel.

This wave of "big" bombardment immediately prevented the baby dragon in the dragon's nest from rushing towards the tunnel, and also bought ample time for Braike, who was fighting Jorach Ravenholdt in the tunnel.

Although Bu Laike will face the siege of the dragons with ease, and does not need their help.

But those falling rocks hit the dragon's nest, and it did prevent more dragons from rushing into the tunnel to disrupt the confrontation between the pirates and the duke, which can be regarded as a magical assist.

However, the violent explosion, as Luo Ning said, immediately attracted the attention of the Dragonmaw orcs running around. Under the roar of several warlords, more violent orcs rushed towards this side.

"Ready to fight! Hold your ground! Here we are, we cannot retreat!"

Nathanos pulled out his Goron bone spear from the corpse of the young dragon next to him, then turned his head and said to Arthas who was holding the weapon tightly behind him;

"Your Highness, you can go down now."

"Ok?"

The little prince who had just gone through an exciting battle blinked his eyes and asked:

"What? What are you going down for?"

"Jorach Ravenholdt is down there."

Nathanos pointed to his feet with a serious expression, and said:

"Bu Laike should have stopped him. Didn't you declare that you would personally deal with the rebellious master who did bad things? Before leaving, Bu Laike told me that if your performance is good, then he is willing to give you this chance to carry out justice with your own hands.

In addition, the next battle may be a little dangerous, I can't keep you here.

Go down, you are needed more over there. "

"it is good!"

Hearing the name of Jorach Ravenholdt, anger rolled in Arthas' eyes.

Without hesitation, he left the team and groped towards the dragon's nest below the city alone. The two royal guards wanted to follow and protect, but were stopped by Maris.

General Ranger turned his head to look at Ms. Serin, the low-key ship doctor who was holding the holy rod of perfect recovery. He glanced at the young but fearless priest of the Holy Light, Partress, and said:

"Priest Paltrace's healing skills are quite superb. She alone is enough to heal our wounds. Why don't Ms. Natalie go to protect the little prince?"

"He doesn't need protection."

Natalie Serling reached out and pulled her hood, and there was a strange purple light in her eyes hidden in the shadows, and said:

"His Highness Alsace has a wild beast roaring in his heart. He has killed the boy in his heart with his own hands. He can also wantonly hurt people instead of letting himself be hurt by the darkness."

"That's what it says."

Maris shrugged and whispered:

"But after all, it's His Royal Highness's first actual battle, it's always good to have one more person to take care of him. To be honest, I'm not very relieved to let Bo Laike take care of His Highness Alsace.

God knows what the hell that bad guy will put in him.

Your Royal Highness is in a period of mentality change, I don't want to see a fallen prince full of darkness appear. "

"Do you trust me that much? General Maris."

The ship's doctor gave a strange chuckle, and she said:

"I am a shadow priest. When it comes to the darkness in my heart, I am on par with the captain."

"You are at least a priest."

Marius ended the conversation with a gesture, saying:

"Protect him for us."

"How about I go?"

The young priest Partress, who was holding the holy staff and wearing a priest's robe, but couldn't hide the amazing arc of his legs, whispered with a little confidence:

"If Teacher Natalie doesn't want to go, I can"

"No, child."

Natalie let out a sigh of relief.

She patted Paltrace on the shoulder, and said earnestly to the young man who was once her disciple:

"A holy priest with no offensive power can't handle this kind of situation. You just need to protect yourself and others. Iselion taught you well, and you didn't waste your talent."

After speaking, leaning on her angel-shaped staff, she strode into the dark tunnel behind.

After Natalie left, Miss Partress, who had been acting cautious just now, let out a sigh of relief. She kept drawing religious symbols on her chest and praying in a low voice.

This gesture caught the attention of mage Luo Ning, and Luo Ning asked curiously:

"Miss Pastor, I think you are very afraid of Ms. Natalie, why? She is very nice, and she is also a priest of Holy Light, why do you feel afraid?"

"You know nothing! Shut up, ignorant mage."

Miss Partress was caught in the middle of her mind, and her face was reddish, she scolded, then she pursed her lips again, with a sense of fear, and said in a low voice:

"You can't feel it, but I can. When I'm around her, I feel like a thorn in my back. Mentor Natalie has gone too far on that forbidden road.

What Master Iselion said was right.

It's not the orcs that I should worry about on this trip, but her.

If she suddenly went mad, none of us could leave this cursed city alive.

This is her home.

Those dark spells hidden deep under the earth are actively helping her. "

"No way?"

The shield-wielding warrior Farric looked worriedly at the direction where the prince disappeared, and asked in a low voice:

"Is Ms. Natalie Serling so powerful?"

"She's stronger than you think, warrior."

Maris, who was holding a bloody beast bone spear in his hand, coughed, looked at the violent orcs rushing around, and said:

"The reason why the dragon's reaction was so slow just now is because Ms. Sellin is constantly using psychic magic to interfere with its spirit. Without her assistance, our victory would not be so easy.

But now is not the time to say that.

Vereesa! Ronin! How long are you two going to hold each other?

Come here!

The orcs want to kill us, everyone, get ready for battle! "

Soon, everyone was ready.

The number of orcs far exceeded their imagination, and an expected difficult battle was about to begin, but at the moment when the orcs roared and rushed over, Maris, who had already drawn his bow, suddenly snorted in confusion.

He felt that the situation was a little delicate.

A wind that should not have blown in the abandoned dwarf city suddenly blew beside everyone. This chilly wind was very similar to the wind in Alterac, and it represented the power of an extremely cold place.

"hum"

A huge portal suddenly opened above the crowd without any warning, and His Royal Highness Little Xingxing, a blue dragon warrior full of vigor, jumped out of it holding a blue dragon battle flag inlaid with gold.

She fell in front of the crowd, turned her head and made a grimace at them.

Then he turned his head, and with a serious expression, he flicked forward the golden blue battle flag in his hand.

Shouted in dragon language:

"Blue dragonflight! Listen to my orders! The dragon soul has been destroyed by my human servants! Nothing can restrain us anymore! Strike! Kill the orcs!

For the majesty of the law weaver! In order to protect the glory of the dragon army!

Kill! "

Under the roar of her waving the battle flag, several adult blue dragons flapped their wings and flew out from the dragon language magic portal that bloomed behind. Hundreds of violent orcs were all frozen into ice.

Not just blue dragons.

Green dragons also appeared from the dream.

However, they didn't come in many numbers, mainly because Grim Batol, a mountain city, was cramped and there was no way to allow more dragons to enter the place to fight.

But that's enough.

"Hey, you guys, don't rush away for a while!"

Little Xingxing, who was carrying the battle flag, put on a proud gesture of "it's all due to me", and said to the group of Maris behind him:

"The Spellweaver and the Awakened have issued an order, you are going to Wyrmrest Temple to accept the gratitude of the dragon army, this is the supreme honor that few mortals can get.

Then, if other dragons ask, you just say you are my human servants, you know?

When this is over, I'll do you a favor in private.

By the way, where is my senior?

Why didn't you see him? "

——

"Oh, oh, it's really miserable."

In the underground tunnel that was almost melted by the dragon fire, Bo Laike dragged a burnt pitch-black "humanoid creature" with a hook lock, and walked out of the big pit burned by the dragon fire.

As he walked forward, he turned his head and said to the poor fellow behind him that the burned mother didn't even know:

"Fortunately, the fire of the red dragon is not fatal, these guys who love life will not use their own flames to burn you to ashes even if they hate it in their hearts.

But if you think this is a kind of luck, then you are very wrong, my dear lord duke. "

"Kill me!"

Duke Cholachi, whose life was sealed by the fire of the red dragon, no longer has the concept of skin. He opened his blinded eyes with difficulty on his dark face, and said to Bu Laike as if praying:

"Kill me, give me one. Decent! You have won, let me die. It hurts, it hurts!"

"It's not up to me to let you go, and I just said I've forgiven you, poor thing."

Bo Laike curled his lips and glanced at Alsace Menethil who was rushing from the other side of the tunnel. He whistled and said to Duke Jorach:

"Look, the real sufferer has come, and you should pray for him to act swiftly, not me."

After finishing speaking, the pirate bent down, pulled out the strange dagger in Duke Cholazy's left hand and the seal on his finger, took a step back, and made a gesture of "please" to the little prince standing behind him in a daze .

He patted Alsace on the shoulder and said:

"Don't say I don't take care of you in the future, little prince, go."

"Do your justice."

(end of this chapter)