Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 915 12. Bu Laike, this is my last help! - Last month's monthly ticket plus update [2525]

The last time Bu Laike saw such powerful data was when he fought against the fallen Ursoc in Northrend.

But in terms of comprehensive strength, Ursoc is still better.

The mythical occupation level of the demigod of the wilderness is level three, while Gorm in front of him is only level one, which means that if "good dog" Gorm and Ursoc fight, there is a high probability that they will not win.

But knowing this is useless.

Because Gorm may not be able to defeat Ursoc, but the result of the pirates daring to provoke him must be bad.

If Hela arranges a legend here, Bu Laike is definitely not afraid, even an old legend like Bu Rocks is not invincible.

But demigod.

This is another concept.

"I'm curious what mode of wilderness trial you chose?"

When Bo Laike squatted depressedly in the shadow of the "lively" Hell and smoked a pipe, Narmus Gaoling next to him whispered:

"Although my strength is mediocre, I am also a member of the Hidden Path, and I have a little more knowledge. I have never heard that the final enemy of a certain hunter's wilderness trial will be a demigod.

Are you sure you're not looking for the wrong target?

Perhaps this is not the subject of your trial? "

"I wish I was wrong now, too, my dear bullshit tauren."

Bu Laike exhaled the smoke ring, rubbed his face hard again, looked at the good dog Goom, who was sleeping soundly even when the enemy attacked the hell, and said:

"But it should be right. After all, this kind of thing pays attention to a dynamic balance. With my current ability, arranging a legendary beast for me is purely bullying it.

Alas, it turns out that being too strong is also a burden. "

The smelly pirate said melancholy and very Versailles:

"I knew that it's not so easy to accumulate a lot of money."

The ghost of the tauren wanted to complain about Bu Laike's shameless statement, but after thinking about it, he realized that what the stinky pirate said was right. Balance is the core of nature, and an unfair trial in the wilderness is meaningless.

However, according to this statement, does this smelly pirate really have the ability to rival demigods?

No way?

"In the current situation, it's impossible not to hang up."

Bu Laike exhaled a few puffs of smoke rings, and poured another mouthful of South China Sea Gold Rum. He buckled his owl helmet on his head viciously, stretched his neck, and said:

"I'm going to lead it to the Sea of ​​Darkness, and my war beasts and I will attract its attention. The biggest weakness of Gorm is that its brain is not very easy to use. This kind of problem often occurs with creatures with three heads.

Now that we've got its attention, you take the opportunity to take down the Eagle Spear. "

"And escape?"

Narmus blinked and asked:

"As long as you get the Eagle Spear, your trial is complete, right?"

"how is this possible?"

Bu Laike said in a low voice:

"If you don't beat Gorm to the ground today, this matter will never end! If you recall the wilderness trials of the hunters of the Hidden Passage, everyone's ultimate goal is related to a wild beast.

So my trial target is Gorm, not Eagle Spear.

However, that spear is the only possibility for me to win, which is equivalent to a key mission item. "

"No way."

Narmus said seriously:

"As the holder of the Eagle Spear, I can tell you responsibly that either everyone can hold it or my ancestor Hun Gaoling. Although that spear is powerful, its destructive power still depends on user.

And you also said that you are not good at fighting with spears. "

"Don't be silly, I mean, that spear has the blessing of seven loa in it, doesn't it?"

Bu Laike drew out Salameni, put it in his hand and said to Narmus:

"I want to extract their blessing power and strengthen it on me temporarily"

"I won't allow it!"

When Narmus heard this, he immediately exploded. The tauren ghost grabbed Bu Laike's wrist and said angrily:

"The Eagle Spear that has lost its power is no longer a holy hunting object. You will destroy the glory of Highmountain for thousands of years, I will not allow it!"

"I want to remind you that your glory has long been destroyed, and it was destroyed in your hands!"

The pirate said coldly:

"The moment you lose your spear, it is no longer the invincible hunting relic, Narmus, can you be sober?

If Hun Gaoling was here, he would definitely slap you hard, you unenlightened junior! When will the glory of a race and a civilization rest on a single weapon?

Is your glory so cheap?

The heavy past carried by the Eagle Spear has already crushed you. Even if I don’t extract those powers today, miraculously defeat Gorm and send it back to Thunder Totem, and hand it over to your descendants, do you think it will be a good thing?

Do not.

It will only crush your descendants again and create tragedies like yours!

Sober up.

When you hold that spear, you should abandon its past story and write a new legend, instead of trembling in the shadow of your ancestors!

I am not destroying your holy relics.

On the contrary, I am giving the Kaolin clan a chance to start over

The story of that spear has been written all over its body, and there is no room for new stories.

You have to dump them out before you can load new legends. What your ancestors longed to see was that your descendants would still tell his story ten thousand years later, but couldn't come up with your own epic?

You can remember the great achievements of your ancestors, remind yourself not to forget the glory of the past, and use those stories to inspire yourself to give birth to strength.

Instead of sticking to them and being complacent, unwilling to move forward.

If I were Hun Gaoling, I would definitely break it on the spot when I saw this scene, and then slap you incompetent children and grandchildren hard.

That is the legend of Hoon!

It's not yours!

Not yours!

Do you want me to go on?

Do you still want to stop me? "

The pirate's words had turned into roars by the end.

On the one hand, he really didn't have time to slowly reverse Narmus's thoughts. On the other hand, the pedantry of these tauren really made the pirates angry.

He is a prophet, he knows what will happen in Highmountain's future.

The glorious race that had won the War of the Ancients and expelled Deathwing would be robbed of the holy relic by a group of drogbars who worshiped Deathwing, and almost be beaten to extermination.

Ten thousand years did not make them stronger, but made them weaker.

If Hun Gaoling in the Shadow Realm knew about this, he would definitely cry out in pain.

How could a generation of myths produce such unsatisfactory things?

Narmus was bewildered by the pirate's scolding, and he instinctively felt that Bo Laike was using these great principles to force him to help.

But the advantage of great truth is that it is always true, and you cannot refute it with words.

Besides, the pirates weren't just talking nonsense.

Narmus Gaoling, who was scolded a lot, felt that what Bu Laike said was somewhat reasonable.

"I'll send it back to Highmountain, but you must help, you hear?"

The pirate blew his magic whistle and gathered his war beasts. While summoning his demon servants from the Twisting Nether, he said to Narmus without looking:

"If I fail today, this spear will remain in Hell forever. Unless Warchief Ulan Highmountain takes the Hammer of Khazgross and launches an expedition with the strength of the whole clan, you will forever lost the possibility of recapturing it.

I don't force you either.

If you don't want to help, go away, but your day of redemption is probably far away. what do you say? "

"Where is it so troublesome, my evil apprentice."

Bu Laike's actions awakened the dormant old man Sakir, it levitated up, sneered and said:

"This is an annoying undead, I teach you a spell, you can easily manipulate it and make it your dog!"

"I have standards for picking dogs."

The pirate snorted, grabbed Sakir's head, aimed at Gorm who was sleeping in front of him, and said:

"Come forward, the life force consumed will be shared by me and my beasts and servants, the most powerful, try to kill it with one shot! The head in the middle, don't hit it crookedly.

Help me stop paddling later.

My servant has already brought back a draenei. This is a good job. I will change your body when I get back. This time I will never break my promise. "

"Just look at it, quack quack"

Sakir let out a piercing smirk, and there was a streamer in the eye sockets of this head with cracking jaws. With the assurance of Laike, the crazy old man was in a good mood.

Its teeth moved and took a deep breath, and the stream of life force began to be distributed on Bo Laike and his servants, because it wanted the most power, this time it was especially hard.

"Easy, hell!"

Bu Laike endured the uncomfortable feeling and cursed:

"You still have the strength to fight in a while, so can't you be generous and contribute a little of your own hidden magic power? Don't think I don't know, you have been secretly recovering."

"sure."

The old man bargained and said:

"Of course I can contribute my magic power, but I can't do it for nothing, right? Well, you promise to help me collect the skulls of those fallen eredar, and I don't want more.

The perfect head of the fallen only needs twelve don't ask why, you promise me, I will contribute my magic power. "

"make a deal!"

The pirate agreed immediately, and the strength of the life force extraction was instantly reduced by half. The old man really didn't hide his secrets this time. He also filled the shadow magic power in his skull into the magic energy impact that was about to be launched.

As a demigod of death, Gao Mu immediately sensed the approach of a dangerous breath.

The sleeping good dog got up barking, and jumped violently on the spot with a daze of getting up.

But it couldn't see through Bo Laike's shadow escape camouflage, and could only unleash its impotent rage on the surrounding Hylajal warriors rushing out of the Eternal Battlefield to fight the Shield Maidens for their lives.

For a while, people turned their backs on their backs.

"Not enough, the maximum power is still a bit short, bear with it!"

The old man howled, the pirate gritted his teeth and prepared to be drained of life force again, but in the next second, Sakir let out a suspicious snort.

it says:

"Hey, the strange vitality has increased. A powerful guy took the initiative to send some life essence. Is there anyone else here?"

"Stop talking nonsense, it might be those belligerent shield girls."

The pirates lifted Sakir's head, took aim, and even used sniper skills.

This thing can launch, can fight from a distance, and has ballistic aiming. It's a gun. Since it is a gun, the sniper effect must be effective.

In the next moment, as Sakir's eye sockets glowed, his mouth opened wide, and an extremely hot beam of magic energy blasted out from the pirate's hand.

This scene is very similar to the legendary finger wagging, such as the domineering moves such as magic gun light killing cannon.

In short, the dark sky of Hell was illuminated by this blow, and the dark green arc was like a meteor splashing, making the chaotic battlefield in the rear quiet for a second at this moment.

The Supreme Shield Maiden stabbed a shadow Val'kyr veteran to death with a spear. She turned her head to look behind her war bear, and the demigod power contained in that stream of light made her tremble all over.

strength

She can despise men, but she must respect power.

"Aww!!!"

The screams of "Good Dog" Gorm, who was hit hard by the light, resounded throughout Hell.

In the shot of the maximum power of Sakir's head, the sharp beam of magic energy was like a cutting knife, precisely slashing across Gorm's neck.

In order to ensure the lethality against the demigod of death, the blow was focused on one point, and it would be better to cut off one finger than to injure his ten fingers. The pirates were going for their lives.

The result is gratifying.

The huge head in the middle of Gao Mu exploded, like a headless snake frantically throwing the charred flesh and blood, and the smelly and boiling blood spilled everywhere.

After a successful blow, the pirate didn't stop, and waved the materials for the divine power extraction ceremony to the ground. The ghost of Narmus Gaoling rushed over, grabbed the fallen Eagle Spear in a disgusting meal of rotten meat, and Rush towards the pirates.

"You guys, lead it to the seaside!"

As soon as Laike waved his hand, his raging wolf, his beloved baby bird, and his own demonic cannon fodder rushed towards Gorm screaming under his command.

They're going to distract the good dogs to give Bo Laike time to complete the drawing ceremony.

According to the pirate's past experience, it would take at least five minutes, and his war beasts and servants would also have to persist for five minutes. This was difficult, but there was no better way now.

"Wait for me to pass!"

Under the complicated gaze of Narmus, the pirate cut open his palm and let the blood drip. He shouted to the rushing servants:

"I'll be there right away, don't die, bastards!"

The smelly pirate at this moment is a rare expression of true feelings.

Even for those demon servants that he usually regarded as cannon fodder, seeing their backs running towards the terrifying death behemoth according to his command, it was a hard heart for Laike, and he clenched his fingers at this moment.

I don't know if it's an illusion.

He even heard Frostpaw and Bighorn comforting him in a trance

It's not a beast roar, it's the comfort of the soul.

Let him not worry.

Only for a moment, Bu Laike could not be sure of the authenticity, and in the next moment, the blood-stained hand clasped the dull eagle spear, and the streamer flew.

On the other side, in the chaotic battlefield, Maiev Shadowsong swung the knife wheel and easily cut off the wings of a shadow Val'kyr. She looked in the direction of Braike, feeling a little weakness from the life force drawn from her body .

Under the warden's helmet, there was a saucy and beautiful smile.

Bu Laike Shaw, I don't owe you anything anymore.

Use your fiery hands to chase and hold on to the victory, Hela will reap a defeat before your eyes, everything is doomed. Then, we had a good game before we parted.

Show me the power you've been seeking.

(end of this chapter)