Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 78 77. The Death of the Madman

Ravenholdt is an order of assassins, but not just assassins.

It supplies a lot of special goods to its members, including flares handcrafted by master engineers.

This kind of thing that makes countless rookie assassins gnash their teeth with hatred will bring endless light.

But the special flare in Bo Laike's hand was not bought from the League of Assassins, but a gift from the little dwarf Kelsey Steelspark.

God knows why this clever dwarf, out of what kind of consideration and thinking, would give an assassin flare as a gift.

But it has to be said that this specially-made enhanced flare really brought a great advantage to Bu Laike's shadow trial at this moment.

Flares slowly fell from the sky.

It didn't last long, only about half a minute, but during this half minute, neither Bu Laike nor the old orc assassin could enter the shelter of the shadows.

Two assassins, now like warriors, fought to the death in the burning camp.

The old orc lost his left hand.

But he can still move his right hand.

And from the red light in his eyes, it can be seen that this guy drank the blood of the devil, which is full of evil energy, and the wound on his arm stopped bleeding quickly.

Although it will not heal immediately.

But it also gets rid of the trouble that blood loss will bring to the battle.

The broken arm didn't seem to affect the old assassin's movements. He and Laike danced face to face in the flames, back and forth.

Relying on the weird dagger in his hand, he can accurately block the weapon that Bo Laike swung down every time.

Pirates have a huge advantage in melee combat.

In addition to the assassin combat skills, he also has the fighting skills from the elves such as the far traveler blade dance, and after entering the battle, the blessing of the weapon master and hunting stimulation talent makes Laike more and more fierce in the battle.

He dodged nimbly, and then counterattacked fiercely like a mongoose.

After a successful blow, he was never greedy for a knife, and quickly returned to the dodge state again. In less than ten seconds of fighting, he left several wounds on the old orc.

If this goes on like this, his victory is a certainty.

But the old orc was not easy to deal with. Being able to teach a disciple like Garona showed that he was already outstanding in combat skills. Even though he lost one hand, he was still deadly.

"swish"

Bu Laike was short to avoid the old orc's dagger piercing, his footsteps were inclined, and the thrashing blade and blade fist in his hand went up and down, slashing at the orc's waist and neck.

It stands to reason that he should hide.

But the old orc didn't.

Not only did it not, but it was like suicide.

He slammed his waist and abdomen into Bu Laike's dagger, and at the same time, threw the dagger in his right hand behind him, as if he had actively dropped the weapon.

The separated five fingers clasped the blade fist and clasped on Bo Laike's wrist.

"Roar!"

The orc roared as the blood spattered from his own waist.

The already red eyes became even more red, and the strength of his whole body suddenly increased. Under the bloody rage state of the orc talent, he slammed back the right hand clasped on Bu Laike's wrist.

At the same time, he swung his foot and kicked the pirate's chest at close range.

This big movement caused the wound on his waist to be cut even bigger, but the huge impact also stopped Bo Laike's dodge, just like being hit by a bull, he wobbled back two steps, and glanced at his left hand.

The blade fist in his hand was taken away by the old orc.

Bu Laike's five fingers were cut in pain because of the opponent's dangerous "disarm" action.

But in front of his eyes, the old orc grinned, showing a bloodthirsty and cruel smile, grabbed the blade fist, and buckled it towards his broken wrist.

This is the correct way to use Blade Fist!

Such a rough installation made the hidden buckle added by the dwarf when transforming the weapon pierced into the flesh and blood of his severed arm like a barb, and the pain made the old assassin grin and twitch.

But that's okay.

The 'weapon' he lost when he was interrupted by Bu Laike is now back.

The old orc took two steps back, and in the blood dripping from his left hand, he bent down, picked up the dagger that was just thrown at his feet, and moved his fingers nimbly.

Let the black dagger rotate in the palm of his hand and be held by the backhand.

He raised his head, grinned at Bo Laike, and waved the well-fitting blade fist on his left hand, the provocation was extremely obvious.

Bo Laike's eyes narrowed.

The orc in front of him is very powerful.

Not just talking about his fighting skills, but this kind of disposition, which is absolutely extraordinary.

The pirate did lose his Bladefist, but he still has his weapon.

He would simply insert the Thrashing Blade back into his waist, and took out the half-orc swordsman Lantresor's master warblade from his bag, clenched his hands tightly, and aimed the straight blade inscribed with elemental spells at the orc in front of him.

At the same time, a detection was thrown on him, and the feedback information was extremely mysterious:

"Kinslayer".? ? ?

Mortal Body. Serious Injury. Poisoning. Fel Enhancement. Enveloped Shadow. Blood Rage

Level 60 Assassin / Level 45 Wolf Cavalry

"Ok?"

The moment he saw this information, Bu Laike frowned, but it didn't affect his fighting action. He stepped forward with his saber in hand, and slashed forward with a master-level military swordsmanship cleave, forcing the old orc back.

The latter retreated lightly, and his legs were like charged springs.

After Bu Laike's second slash to the head, he kicked his legs straight, jumped over the pirate's head, and slashed the blade fist, leaving a bloodstain on the pirate's shoulder.

He is stalling!

Flares are about to crash into the ground.

Once the shadow returns, he can immediately use a high-level combat technique similar to Death From Heaven to defeat Bu Laike on the spot.

But the pirate was thinking about a very complicated question at this moment.

He has come into contact with a lot of titles.

It is definitely not a title that can be obtained by killing someone casually. The title of the old orc assassin in front of him is "Kinslayer".

Garona also said that he was the one who assassinated Durotan, the chief of the Frostwolf clan.

But as far as Laike knows, there are not many relatives of Durotan who are still alive. The most famous one is Fenris "Wolf King", the chieftain of the Thunder King clan.

That was Durotan's big brother who broke away from the Frostwolf Clan. The story between these two people is an old story, and it happened before the orcs invaded Azeroth, and has nothing to do with the current battle.

However, besides the Assassin class, this old orc also has a wolf cavalry profession that doesn't fit well. The most famous wolf cavalry in the orc clan are all from the Thunder King clan and the Frostwolf clan.

So, this old orc is a member of the Thunder King clan? Children of Fenris?

Do not.

wrong!

The age does not match, he is so old, at least he is of the same generation as Durotan and Fenris, so he is

"Janal!"

At the moment when the old orc fitted himself and rushed forward, the flare landed just right.

The light faded and the darkness returned. Bu Laike also stepped forward with a knife. He looked into the red eyes in front of him.

Shouted loudly:

"You are Ga'nar! The second son of Garad, the old chieftain of the Frostwolf, the younger brother of the wolf king Fenris! The big brother of Chief Durotan! The uncle of Thrall

You killed your brother yourself in the chaos of the Hillsbrad Downs! Throw your own nephew on the human territory to die again!

You kinslayer! "

The identity that had been hidden for many years was shattered by the human beings in front of him at this moment, making the eyes of the old orc assassin wearing a strange animal skin hat widen.

It was as if the biggest secret in my heart had been exposed in broad daylight.

It was like an invisible war hammer hitting his heart, making him tremble. At the moment he jumped into the shadows, the process that should have been smooth and smooth also made a mistake.

This mistake was so big that a novice like Bu Laike could clearly feel the shadow fluctuation he caused.

The pirate stopped his forward movement with one step, and followed the feeling of the black war blade in his hand, slashing sideways, slashing fiercely behind him, like a prophet, delaying the end of the shadow fluctuation.

He swung the knife to the head of the old orc who appeared from the shadows, and was slashing on the shoulder. The gesture was as if the old orc had taken the initiative to send his shoulder up to kill Bu Laike.

With blood splattering everywhere, the blade was stuck in the bone, and the old orc screamed and fell to his knees.

Bu Laike let go of his saber, and drew the thrashing blade.

Taking a step forward, he lifted the old orc's hair with his right hand and put it on his head.

The short sword drew a black line in the reflection of the flames, and it struck out like black smoke, piercing the old orc's eyes.

Blood splattered, and sharp knives entered the brain.

The pirate loosened his right hand, and the lifeless body in his hand collapsed to the ground.

Just at that moment.

He really captured the waves that this guy made when he walked through the shadows, even though it was caused by the old assassin's mistakes, the unique vibrating rhythm of the shadows.

Just like the intonation of a beautiful song, once you hear it, you will never forget it again.

"The 'resonance coordination' that Garona has been emphasizing is this."

Laike grinned in the darkness, he touched his already numb waist, and glanced at his blood-stained right hand, shadows in the darkness surrounded him.

It's the same as before, but it seems to be different again.

He had learned from the mistakes of others how to be attuned to the vibrations of the shadows.

This is a kind of power, you can't wave it roughly, you have to feel its fluctuations, and then blend into it like ink into water.

It's easy to say.

But it is too difficult to do.

If it wasn't for this battle, he would probably need to practice for a long time before he could grasp the mysteries of shadows that required extreme precision to detect.

Bu Laike looked back at the old orc with a sword in his eye. He touched his forehead with his hand, and a translucent character card appeared in front of his eyes, and the seal of the pirate class had been touched.

The even better news is that his Shadow Affinity talent has changed from intermediate to advanced, and there is one more talent.

Covered Shadow: Stealth proficiency +1.

"Cool!"

Braike grinned, and threw the experience he gained from the old orc Ganar into the pirate class. This guy is considered an elite monster with a strong background, and he is basically considered a very powerful wave under the legend. .

Another one-on-one kill, full of gold.

Therefore, the experience is quite generous, so that the pirate class can be promoted to three levels in a row.

Moreover, harvested a very good weapon.

The pirate squatted down, pulled his blade fist from the old orc's left arm, looked at the sticky blood and meat with a disgusted face, and took the black dagger from the old orc's right hand.

It is wave-shaped and perfectly balanced. On the blade of the dagger, there are strange things like black scales.

He glanced at the character card.

Sure enough, it was a familiar "old friend":

Demon Strike

epic quality

Extremely effective combo. Enhanced piercing. Enhanced sharpness. Enhanced magic-breaking

Bu Laike whistled, grabbed the black dagger in his hand, and made a piercing motion forward, as if activated by magic, he only stabbed once, and the second phantom pierced along the trajectory.

One knife is equal to two knife.

Holding Ou Huang in his hand is equivalent to growing an extra hand.

"He has two, and one should be in"

Laike looked left and right and turned around, and saw the sneaky little murloc Benbo Erba, standing in a dim light holding a handful of very familiar things.

In the magic box that has been opened, the round crystal ball emits a faint purple light in the dark night.

The little murloc seemed to hate this kind of power.

When Bu Laike turned his head, he saw the little murloc clasping another Demon Strike it had picked up with its paws, stabbing fiercely at the crystal ball.

"No! You stupid little murloc! Put my gear down."

"Don't touch that!"

(end of this chapter)