Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 81 80. The real Proudmoore (Part 1)

When he saw three hellfires falling into the tomb of the gods, Bu Laike, who harvested heads on the battlefield, knew about Garona and Gul'dan, and entered the final stage.

He quickly beheaded the warrior of the violent clan who was closest to him, threw out the hook lock, and ran towards the entrance of the tomb of the gods.

And the moment he rushed up the cliff, he also happened to see Garona's figure rushing out from the rumbling tomb of the gods.

"boom"

The relaxed Legendary Assassin didn't say much, and threw Gul'dan in his hand at Bu Laike's feet with a wave of his hand, and made a "please" gesture very politely.

As for Mr. Pirate, he also didn't make any damn speeches.

He is still busy.

So much experience is waiting for him to harvest.

"swish"

Sankesu, the legendary sword, jumped into his hand and was dragged forward by Bu Laike.

The sharp blade dragged on the ground, sparking sparks, and Gul'dan, who was lying there, unable to move his head and neck, glanced at the executioner, and the pirate also stared at him.

This is an unknown human

wait!

He has seen it!

Although the human being in front of him was wearing a face covering, although his head was hidden, his eyes were familiar, as if he had seen them a few days ago.

correct!

He did!

Dai Lin!

The king of the sea, Dailin Proudmoore, has such eyes!

"You're seeing me for the first time, Gul'dan, but I'm not seeing you for the first time. Believe me, I'm your 'old friend'. There was a time when I 'visited' every week. You once."

Bu Laike grabbed the legendary sword with both hands, silently, and blinked at Gul'dan who was lying there waiting to die.

He said in his heart:

"In the name of those two liquid hellfire mounts that are clearly on the drop list, but I can't see them anyway, die! You miser!"

"swish"

Cut off with the saber.

Xu had sensed who the guy whose head was going to be cut off was.

Sankesu, the flaming blade that had been dead for a long time, suddenly lit up elemental fire on the matte black blade at the moment the blade cut through the air.

Bu Laike is just like the old Dahl, swinging the invincible legendary sword wrapped in flames, like waving a ball of flames, creating a perfect arc in the air.

The rising flames illuminated Gul'dan's dark red eyes.

In the next moment, he cut the bone into the flesh without any hindrance.

And after the flames lit up, only darkness remained in front of the great magician.

fine.

fine

His body died, but his soul was finally free.

Gul'dan's soul floated out of the headless corpse. He achieved the beacon ahead of time. After his death, his soul would return to his loyal disciple Cho'gall.

He is free.

Things were really rough today, but that's okay.

He still has a chance, he still has a chance.

"hum"

Pale light suddenly lit up in the darkness in front of the great warlock, like three or four dancing poisonous snakes, piercing the darkness and whizzing towards them, entangled Gul'dan's soul in astonishment.

Little by little, it was dragged back to a cold, gloomy, misty and ominous place.

wrong!

not like this!

Own plan, not like this! ! !

"Look at him, he's so darn cute thinking he can run."

The more Gul'dan's soul struggled, the tighter the pale light beam bound him. Behind him, Braike, holding the radiant soul lamp, looked at Gul'dan with regretful eyes. soul.

After wearing the title of "Spirit Hunter", he can see these ghosts that ordinary people cannot see.

This is a legendary soul.

If you turn it into experience.

Well, I don't want to.

This soul was to be given away as a "gift", so it was destined not to be in my hands, what a pity.

"Do not!!!"

In the wail of Gul'dan's soul, he was completely dragged into the soul lamp by the power of hell.

It stands to reason that the soul should only weigh 21 grams, but the moment Gul'dan's soul entered the soul lamp, Bu Laike's wrist suddenly sank.

"Good guy."

The pirate said in an exaggerated tone like singing an opera:

"How much sin has been added to make this soul so heavy? Maybe our Queen Hela will definitely dance happily after getting it.

The premise is that she can really get the words."

"quack quack"

The little murloc huddled in Laike's arms seemed to have found something good.

It quickly jumped out of the owner's arms, swayed and ran out, and a few seconds later, it ran back with something in its arms.

He held it high as a treasure, and dedicated it to Bu Laike.

Those big cute eyes were full of flattery.

Apparently, the little murloc with improved IQ knows that he just made a mistake and broke a good weapon of the owner, and he is trying to show his "competence" to calm down Laike.

And what it holds in its paws is also amazing.

It was Gul'dan's head severed by the Flaming Blade.

This great warlock is Dellano's first warlock, and also the first warlock in the orc civilization. He is the orc who has been in contact with evil energy for the longest time.

Over the years, Gul'dan has absorbed so much evil energy in his body that the blood flowing in his veins is no longer even blood. When he was alive, he could rely on his powerful spellcasting ability to suppress the surge of evil energy.

But after death, those fel energies are out of control.

This kind of energy originating from the depths of the stars and in the twisting void is already terribly corrosive to the body and mind. The moment Gul'dan's soul left his body, it began to corrode the flesh and blood of the great warlock.

Right in front of Laike and Garona, in the claws of the little murloc, the flesh and blood on Gul'dan's head was also rapidly emitting white smoke like weathering.

Much like biological material thrown into concentrated sulfuric acid.

In the blink of an eye, all the flesh and blood on it faded away.

There was only an orc skull wrapped in shadow and fel energy, and his eyes, the crystallized, dark red eyes, like gems, existed in the eye sockets of the skull.

"Ha, that's what I'm here for."

Bo Laike grinned, hung the Soul Lamp on his waist, reached out to take Gul'dan's skull from the paw of the flattering little murloc, and tossed it in his hand.

He took Gul'dan's crystallized eyes and put them in his other hand.

Even if he is not a spellcaster, he can feel the powerful magic power in these two things, the kind of magic power shock that can be detected without eyes.

Bu Laike glanced at the equipment bar of the character card, his eyes widened a bit.

But it quickly returned to calm.

He looked back at Garona who was holding her arms behind her, handed over the crystallized eyes in his left hand, and said:

"Do you want to keep one as a souvenir? You can only take one, and I will give away the other one. As a reward for asking a big man to keep the secret for me.

He would be ecstatic when he received this gift, and he might have to recite the blessing of the Holy Light several times when he prayed at night.

In terms of my future career, it is very important to establish a good relationship with him in advance. "

"Ugh, that's disgusting."

Garona was in a good mood and even made a joke. She pretended to be disgusted, bared her fangs, took a few steps back, waved her hand and said:

"I don't want to have any connection with anything related to him anymore! Take it away from my eyes, and deal with it as you like.

How precious it is has nothing to do with me. "

"Okay, you don't want it yourself."

Bu Laike shrugged, squatted down again, and searched Gul'dan's equally weathered corpse, and said to Garona without raising his head:

"Cho'gall should still be on the island.

After Gul'dan died, the Shadow Council was left with the ogre and Talon Gorefiend to support the scene.

You should be interested in going to his troubles, taking out two enemies in one day, I'm so happy for you, ma'am. Do you need help? "

"I can handle it myself."

Garona moved her fingers, and what Laike said made her feel happy.

Indeed, it would be great to kill Cho'gall again on this island.

Of course, in order not to stimulate Bo Laike's self-esteem, the legendary assassin declined the pirate's offer of help. With Bo Laike's current strength, when facing a warlock like Cho'gall, he might die if he gets hit.

This is not like hunting Gul'dan, using terrain and coincidences to lay an ambush, but fighting head-on, taking him with you is like taking a drag bottle.

Garona took a step back, slipped into the shadows, and disappeared on the spot.

Bo Laike shrugged.

He was just being polite just now, and if he was really asked to help, he would not go.

Today's harvest is rich enough.

And he knew very well that Cugall would not die here.

Judging by the cunning of that ogre, the moment it realized that Gul'dan was dead, it must have run away with oil on its feet.

"This is the second orc legend that died in my hands!"

Bo Laike opened the animal skin bag on Gul'dan's waist, boasting shamelessly:

"Old Dahl and Gul'dan died at my hands. Although the process was not so fair, I did take their lives.

Killing two legends with my own hands, I am now an out-and-out legend. "

"Hush."

Sefiel's hiss sounded from the soul stone on Bu Laike's chest. The bronze dragon just couldn't understand the triumphant look of this time residue.

But now that Gul'dan's soul is caught in the soul lamp, Bu Laike's promise to the madman Hela is fulfilled, at least there is no need to worry about him being taken back to Hell by Hela.

In Seifel's current state, this is also a great thing for her.

Moreover, although there is a bit of bragging in Bu Laike's words, he has indeed slashed two legends. His strength cannot be said to be strong, although there are elements of luck in both times.

But this courage alone is enough to praise.

"That soul stone!"

Bu Laike opened Gul'dan's animal skin bag, and Sefiel immediately reminded him:

"That purple one has a weak soul inside, not an orc! She is in pain, Gul'dan must have tortured her severely, do you want to release her?"

"Do you think I would be so kind?"

Bu Laike asked back, and conveniently stuffed the weird soul stone into his pocket, saying:

"The soul that can be carried by Gul'dan must be a fine product.

Even if I don't use it myself, it's a good thing to keep it. In case I get angry with some important person in the future, I will throw this 'dog bone' to those lunatics.

calm them down

Uh, I feel a little dizzy, what's going on? "

Bu Laike, who was speaking strange words, suddenly became dizzy at this moment, as if a flatulence was disturbing his body, causing him to rub his head and sit down on the ground.

The field of vision in front of him seemed to be shaking, as if he had a high fever.

Amid Sefiel's call and the murloc's croaking, Bu Laike's eyes became dazed and blurred, as if he was half awake from a dream.

He suddenly saw a blue sea.

The very familiar sea, a picture that often appeared in his mind, was the scenery of Kul Tiras.

But in front of Bu Laike, in the phantom-like picture, a figure in a military uniform, a navy cloak, a blue ribbon, and handsome hair is standing in front of the blue sea.

That's him.

Another him.

Derek Proudmoore, the prince of Kul Tiras, the eldest son of Dailin and Caitlin, the big brother of Jaina and Tenred, the hero of the alliance, and the one who died young.

A ghost that belongs to the past and will resurrect in the future.

"I thought you were dead."

Bu Laike said something to himself in a daze.

She was taken aback by Sefiel, she thought that Hela was starting to make tricks, and was going to drag Bo Laike's soul back to Hell.

But no.

These words were not addressed to Hela, or to her, or to anyone else.

That's Bo Laike, speaking to himself.

(end of this chapter)