Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 79. 78. The Folly of the Madman (2)

Under Braike's heartbroken gaze, the little murloc picked it up from the battlefield. Another demon strike carried the wrath of the murloc, like a toothpick piercing an apple. inside.

"wrlgmmglglgm!!!"

The small figure of Benbo Erba looked so tall in the burst of purple light.

As if it was also a hero among murlocs, this made its howl louder and louder.

But the thing in front of it is an evil magic weapon!

It is used to imprison a ray of Garona's soul. Its essence is not much different from the soul stone. How can it withstand the piercing of a high-level magic weapon with the effect of destroying demons?

The instant it is pierced, it explodes.

The terrifying shadow power was released like a storm, and the fried little murloc spun in circles, howled and flew into the sky, and amid Sefiel's chuckle, was embraced by Bu Laike who was walking past with shadow steps .

The pirate threw out the hook lock and hooked it to the cliff on the other side. Pushed by the magic power behind him, he danced and landed behind him. blown off.

"I've raised you for nothing!"

Bu Laike knocked the frightened little murloc hard on the head, snatched the Devil's Strike from its paw in distress, glanced at the character card, and immediately fell down.

Demon Strike (Magic Damage)

Excellent quality

Strengthen sharpness, weak combo, weak magic break

This stupid little murloc suddenly turned an excellent weapon into a toy decoration.

"Hey, if you want it, give it to you. For the next three months, don't even think about eating meat!"

He stood up and threw the second destroyed Demon Strike to the little murloc, Sefiel's faint voice sounded in Bu Laike's heart.

she says:

"You don't intend to destroy the Juggernaut Orb at all, do you? Are you planning to use it to continue to control Garona? You are really an out-and-out pirate villain!"

"It doesn't matter what I think anymore."

Bu Laike looked distressed at the broken bridge that was completely shattered by the magic power of shadows in front of him. He stretched out his hand and put it on his face, with a helpless expression on his face, and said to Sefiel in a bad tone:

"It has become like this now. Anyway, no matter what the outcome is, Garona owes me a favor. Although it is not a blood profit, it is not a loss. What's more, great things are yet to come."

The pirate quickly regained his composure, grasping the Thrashing Blade in his left hand and the newly acquired Devil's Strike in his right hand. He glanced forward and back.

Say:

"It might take a while for them to come out. I'll go to the back to collect a few heads first. Those who followed Gul'dan here are at least rare monsters.

I wish they had more experience. "

"I have to warn you, if you kill Cho'gall here, it will have a terrible impact on the world line, which will not only directly attract the attention of the Quicksand Scale.

It will also attract the attention of the old gods. You know how troublesome and scary those guys are, right? "

When Bu Laike shuttled through the shadows, planning to harvest heads and experience, Sefiel was also reminding him about Cho'gall's fate, and the pirate replied with a look of disdain:

"You stupid young dragon, you are so stupid to even give a reminder.

Let’s not mention whether I will take the initiative to provoke Cho’gall’s fate as you said. Even if I really want to do this, do you think I am Cho'gall's opponent without Garona's help?

The guy who escaped the ogre empire Highmaul in Dellano wasn't just a warlock

I know how dangerous it is.

So about it, let Garona worry about it in the future. "

——

"swish"

While Bo Laike rushed into the battle, happily enjoying the fun of the head dog.

In the tomb of the gods on the other side of the beach, Garona, who was hiding in the shadows, hanging far behind Gul'dan and his party, was heading towards the deepest part of the cemetery, covering her mouth tightly.

The expression of the half-orc legendary assassin is quite subtle.

She seemed to be in one of those indescribable states peculiar to women.

Her face was flushed, her breathing was heavy, her big eyes were full of uncontrollable emotions, and she observed carefully, curled up in the shadows, in her eyes, the bloody lines that brought chaos were rapidly fading away.

Her soul is being restored to wholeness.

This moment came without warning, almost causing Garona to cry out in the shadows.

But this also means that the Juggernaut Orb that binds her destiny has been destroyed!

Unbelievable, Bo Laike actually succeeded!

To be honest, putting aside all other factors, and objectively evaluating Laike Shaw's adventure, Garona really didn't think he could win.

She knew the strength of the old orc assassin.

But the facts were so, with everything in front of her eyes, the Legendary Assassin couldn't help but have any doubts, and this was definitely a great thing for her.

After a few minutes, Garona stood up from the shadows again.

She looked down from the crack between the collapsed stone pillars and the ruins on the higher part of this weird ancient temple. Gul'dan, that bastard, was leading the rest of his entourage into a mysterious hall below. walk.

This tomb has not been visited for many years.

Everywhere is full of damp and cold, and seawater is constantly flowing from cracks everywhere.

And just as Bu Laike reminded, following Gul'dan all the way deep into the tomb, the legendary assassin keenly sensed many powerful lives remaining in the ruins that have collapsed for thousands of years.

The shadows are constantly warning her, telling her to leave this dangerous place. Each of the lives sealed here has the power to kill her.

To make matters worse, Garona also sensed the presence of other beings.

Just in the water around her lurks a creature she's seen before on the shores of Azeroth's southern shores.

Naga, those vicious deep-sea moths.

They are huge in number, and they seem to regard this temple as their stronghold. When the tomb of the gods was summoned from the sea by Gul'dan, many naga did not have time to leave.

Just now, Gul'dan and his gang were ambushed by a large group of Naga from underwater.

However, the great warlock was amazingly powerful. He waved his hand and summoned a rain of fel energy, which ignited the cold sea water and burned dozens of deep sea naga to death.

Garona looked at the back of Gul'dan limping forward, a smear of hatred flashed in her finally pure eyes, and she put her fingers on the Kingslayer's Double Blades at her waist.

She is already free.

Gul'dan couldn't control her anymore.

If you show up to attack and kill now, the success rate should be .

"We found it!"

The surprise calls of the great warlocks below interrupted Garona's imaginings and surprised the legendary assassin. She threw out a hook and fell silently in the shadows.

Garona didn't use this kind of thing before.

But not only did Bo Laike learn from her, she also learned some tricks from those of Bo Laike.

This kind of hook lock, which is often used by Azeroth pirates to fight in jump gang battles, can be used in assassins' hands to make greater moves.

The legendary assassin landed silently.

She ran quickly in the shadows, and quickly approached the edge of the gloomy hall below. She hid in the darkness and looked inside. The group of warlocks were less than a hundred meters away from her.

And they're ecstatic now.

They were discussing loudly around a stone platform. On the stone platform in front of their eyes, there was a gorgeous purple-black magic staff floating. The shape of that thing was weird.

The rod body is very short, only the length of an adult human arm.

But the head of the staff is very long and wide, and those purple-black things of unknown material are shaped into the strange wings of some kind of creature, as the decoration of the staff.

Just looking at the gorgeous shape of the head of the staff, there is a kind of depraved majesty, and also a kind of corruption, evil, and dark temperament, and in the wrapping of the wings, there is a purple crystal stone hanging in the air.

It looks like an eye looking into the abyss and darkness!

This must be a legendary weapon.

And it can be seen from the fanatical eyes of the warlocks of the Shadow Council that this is a weapon that is extremely suitable for unleashing fel energy and destruction.

They desperately want it.

"Back!"

Gul'dan yelled:

"Idiots! Don't touch it! It is the weapon of the dark gods. If you touch it, be careful not to ignite your soul. There is a seal left by the human guardian on it.

You can't handle it!

Step aside! I come!

We shall also use it to open the gates to the deepest tombs of the dark gods."

Under the scolding of the great orc warlock, the members of the Shadow Council retreated obediently, but it could be seen from the dissatisfaction on their lowered heads and faces.

After being brought into this place by Gul'dan and seeing such a powerful artifact with their own eyes, they have already firmly believed in the power of the gods promised by Gul'dan.

Such a powerful artifact is actually just the key to unlock the power.

Then, how amazing should the power hidden in front of you be?

Most importantly, Gul'dan has completed his mission, and he has brought them into this land of the gods. Since that power can make a person into a god, why does it have to be Gul'dan to get it?

Why can't it be them?

The warlocks who were reprimanded to back off exchanged glances secretly with each other.

Around Gul'dan, those warlocks dispersed tacitly, completely blocking the way Gul'dan left.

Some anxious ones have already held their weapons, or the soul stones in their hands.

They are all warlocks.

They are very familiar with the warlock's fighting style, and they know how to deal with their peers.

Gul'dan didn't notice the change in the mentality of his subordinates.

At this time, the great warlock has devoted himself to unsealing the sealed artifact in front of him. To be honest, even if he noticed it, he wouldn't care.

These idiots have no idea why Gul'dan must bring their burden here.

That is the power of the gods!

How can you get it without paying some "sacrifices"?

Gul'dan's eyes were fixed on the corrupted artifact in front of him, and his hands were filled with fel power, flowing like flames, corroding the seal imposed on the scepter by the human guardian.

This is a key.

Gul'dan even knew what it was called.

When the last guardian of mankind, Medivh, died, Gul'dan was a blessing in disguise, and accidentally learned all this from the memory of the guardian when he died.

All of this should have been a secret guarded by human guardians.

"Scepter of Sargeras, an artifact that can open the gates to ten thousand worlds."

Gul'dan carefully corroded the seal. He looked at the scepter in front of him, his red eyes were filled with unbearable longing and joy. Really, really, there was only one last step left.

As long as he gets this scepter that can ignore space, tear apart the stars, and open up all worlds, he can step into the deepest part of this dark tomb and touch the power of the gods.

Just today, he wants to turn something that only exists in legends into reality!

"boom"

The dark green light suddenly exploded in front of Gul'dan's eyes, interrupting all the imaginations of the great warlock.

He took a few steps back in astonishment, and the warlocks behind him also looked bewildered.

"Gul'dan! What have you done!"

A female high-ranking warlock shouted, and the desire in Gul'dan's heart at this time quickly turned into a bone-chilling chill.

He seemed to guess what was happening in front of him.

He said tremblingly:

"Me, I didn't do anything, I didn't activate it. Someone else is controlling it! This is a trap!"

"Do not!"

"No!!! I clearly, only one step away!"

(end of this chapter)