Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 941 38. Veterans, return to the battlefield!

"This thing is so ugly."

In the hall of the catacombs of Black Rook Castle, Laike looked at the dead creation before him and expressed his most sincere emotion.

Xalatas beside him nodded deeply and said:

"It really doesn't have a decent appearance with the majesty of death. From this, it can be seen that Terongol's understanding of the power of death is still very superficial.

He couldn't even embody that kind of 'beauty' in his own creations. "

"beautiful?"

The pirate shrugged and asked:

"What kind of beauty?"

"The beauty of withering, the beauty of fairness, the beauty of indifference, the beauty of strength"

Xalatas shook his head and said:

"Death is the fairest force known in the material world and the world of will, the scorching holy light, or the pursuit of balanced nature, or even the omnipotent void.

As long as there is the concept of life, there must be a day when death visits.

It doesn't care if you are great or humble, or if you are glorious or ineffective.

This is the only gift or punishment it can give you.

All existence will wither, and after the end of all things, only death will present you a farewell and welcome movement on the stage where you have existed.

Even void creatures like us respect death.

Not just respect for that power, but also its justice that has never been tilted.

But unfortunately, I can't see that kind of beauty at all in this ugly creation that only cares about accumulating strength.

Terongor really needs to be taught a lesson.

He profaned death. "

The pirate nodded, silently looking at the thing in front of him.

It was a huge deformed body composed of various skulls and spines.

It is roughly intertwined by the dark green death aura, extending pale bony spurs like a spider, with three particularly large heads composed of pale skulls.

There are also two claws made from a pair of spines.

Its hideous weapon had been thrown aside, and the four death knights of the Black Rook Chapter bound the aura around the creature without self-awareness, but a rough fusion of many wraiths.

It does have an intimidating feel to it.

But that kind of fear comes more from its bad appearance and scary roar.

As Xalatath said, when people see it for the first time and feel fierceness instead of majesty, this dead creature has failed in every sense.

"do you know?"

Bu Laike looked at the chained death monster in front of him with his arms crossed, and he whispered:

"If you keep talking like that, it will make it easier for me to accept you, it will make you look a little bit out of this world."

"Well, it turns out that the little master likes such a tune."

Xalatas covered his mouth with a light smile and said:

"Is it the dark and ugly thoughts that men generally have? It's like the process of leading a pure priestess to fall into lust with his own hands.

Not only for those few seconds of pleasure, but also for those evil thoughts that destroy the good, which can make men feel evil pleasure in the hearts of men more than simply releasing animal desires.

I understand, you should have told me earlier, I will work hard in the future, little master.

But now, it's time for you to head to the upper levels of the castle to welcome Lord Ravencrest's return from the dead. "

"Ok."

The pirate nodded and turned to leave. After walking a few steps, he said to Xal'atath:

"Take this ugly thing aboard the Naglfar. Its power means nothing to us, but these forcibly blended wraiths can serve as a snack for my little one."

"Of course, I'll take care of it myself."

Xalatas was exactly as she said, he seemed to be a different person in an instant, leaning forward slightly in a very ladylike manner, and even his voice became much lighter.

With the black robe she is wearing now, she really has a sincere nun-like feeling.

The stinky pirate walked into the darkness, finally heaving a sigh of relief.

Xalatath's harassment in the past few days really made him a little overwhelmed. Maybe this kind of guidance can make him feel more relaxed, but he can be sure that this little trick won't fool Xalatath for long.

Or, in fact, never cheated.

Miss Void Essence just pretended to be fooled and was joking with him, and then took advantage of Laike's letting down his vigilance, and came to the bottom of the pot.

After all, she had learned enough experience from Maiev's "success stories", all she was waiting for was the next time the pirates were swallowed by beasts.

Judging from his own performance last time, Bu Laike really has no confidence in whether he can withstand the "attack" of Xalatas.

Sure enough, everything has two sides.

Stepping up the stairs of Ravencrest Castle, the pirate quietly perceived his own death prophecy beacon while drinking, and he quickly sensed the location information of that stinky woman.

She is still on Watch Island, and she doesn't know what she is planning.

Are you resting?

With this in mind, the pirates moved forward in the gloomy castle corridor. This place has not been repaired for ten thousand years. It looks intact on the outside, but many rooms inside have collapsed.

The corners of the castle are covered with cobwebs, and some troublesome things have grown in some hidden rooms, which have been infested by the breath of resentful spirits all year round, making the castle full of a gloomy feeling.

A normal person living here would probably go crazy in less than seven days.

But as a base for death knights, it's perfect.

Bu Laike didn't even need a horse for the Crow Riders. In Black Rook Castle, there is an extremely large animal pen, in which the nightsaber mounts of the elves are domesticated.

There is also Hippogryph, which is standard for air combat.

Ten thousand years later, those faithful beasts returned from the dead along with their masters.

Best of all, death didn't make them less feral, but gave them even more dangerous powers.

The pirate walked up to the upper level of the castle. From the lookout window, he saw the Crow Knights driving the Ghost Hippogryph parading in the sky, which reminded him of the sky far away in Tol Barad where he was recuperating.

I really don't know if the poor little man has recovered his sanity.

Executus, the administrator, had better move quickly, and the pirates would be very upset if Bo Laike was not ready for the ritual of rebirth by the time he returned.

"Ka Ka Ka"

In front of Bo Laike, the dusty door of the Lord's Hall of Black Rook Hold was slowly pushed open.

This place is quite well preserved, and you can still see the family crest of the Ravencrest family hanging on the wall, as well as some decorative weapons that have been dusty for a long time.

In the center of the hall was a seat similar to a throne, and before the "throne" at this time, several death knights of the Ravencrest family were carrying a heavy sarcophagus and placed it on the magic circle in the center of the hall.

Elisanna Ravencrest was a little nervous. She looked at the sarcophagus carved into a warrior with a sword in front of her, and thought of the shameful assassination she witnessed 10,000 years ago.

At that time, his father had just completed the deployment and deployment of the anti-magic alliance army in this hall, but when he walked out of the castle, he was assassinated by the Queen's bodyguard Varosen.

I was here at the time and saw the whole process of the assassination.

Even though 10,000 years have passed, that scene still reappears in every midnight nightmare. Even though she is no longer the simple noble lady back then, she still cannot cross time to save her father.

There is a demon within her that provides her with strength.

But the inner demon in her heart is much deeper than that howling demon, so she is never afraid of any demon.

Elisanna's people, the Ravencrests who had been resurrected as death knights, seemed to feel the pain in the hearts of their only surviving people.

They gathered together, men and women standing beside Elisanna, as if this would give the Daughter of Ravencrest more comfort and courage.

Still, the ruthless lich clearly doesn't care about these small moments of tenderness.

Dean Lanyue has already heard about the death pterodactyl lair from the pirates. She is very interested in the lair of the Destroyer, and plans to go to Highmountain to see for herself after this resurrection is over.

Perhaps she can find some details that have been forgotten by history, or find some forces that are beneficial to fight against the Destroyer.

After all, his disciple had only forced Deathwing back last time, and World Destroyer was recuperating, but it would eventually return to this world, and by then, everything related to Braike would become the target of World Destroyer's revenge.

Dean Lanyue must prepare in advance.

"clang"

The Aluneth Scepter was placed on the edge of the magic circle on the ground by the dean.

As a master of death knowledge and a lich who has a mysterious connection with the shadow world, she doesn't need the extra power provided by this castle full of gloomy atmosphere.

Under the gaze of the pirates, a large amount of pure death aura followed the holy staff to the lines of the resurrection circle, and the dark green mist-like aura soon filled the entire circle.

They surged like a tide, pouring into the sarcophagus under the control of the dean.

The process is not complicated.

The difficulty lies in how to induce the aura of death. The resurrection of the dead is only a manifestation of the original power of death. It only needs to pour the spirit of death into the corpse, and the soul of the dead can be awakened again.

The premise is that this corpse has a soul that can be awakened, otherwise, only a walking corpse without a brain will be born.

Pirates also know that the death aura has another name, "power of dominion".

It is a secret of the world of dead souls in the Shadow Realm. It was born in the army of Maldraxus, but it was carried forward by Zovall, the prison warden who exiled the Maw.

Everyone is quiet at this moment.

The ceremony had already begun, and the focus of deciding whether Lord Kurotas Ravencrest could be resurrected shifted to himself.

Although judging from the situation of Black Rook Castle, Lord Ravencrest's soul should be the same as other soldiers, unable to escape after death and unable to go to the Shadow Realm, but no one can guarantee such a thing.

What if Your Excellency really enjoys a new life in the past?

The only one present was the stinky pirate who took out a bottle of wine leisurely and unscrewed the cap. He was the only one who knew the truth. Lord Ravencrest didn't go anywhere.

He is here.

That was a veteran.

He will only stay on the battlefield, he will not go anywhere until he has seen his own war end with his own eyes.

Just when the pirate took his third sip of wine, the quiet sarcophagus suddenly moved. Under the wide-eyed gaze of everyone except Elisanna and Maris, the sarcophagus suddenly shook.

"He's still there!"

Elisanna cheered in surprise.

In the next moment, the front of the sarcophagus carved into a sword-wielding warrior shattered with a bang, like a stone tablet smashed by a punch.

As the rubble flew across the sky, Dean Lanyue used an elegant teleportation to send himself to the side of his disciples, while Bu Laike pulled out Salameni and swung it continuously, chopping and knocking down the oncoming rocks.

The breath of death accumulated over ten thousand years of dead silence is extremely strong, but there is no unpleasant rancid smell. The upper elves have their own set of corpse collection techniques, which can completely guarantee that the corpse will not rot.

"boom"

Amidst the muffled sound, the left hand wearing the black gauntlet grabbed the edge of the sarcophagus, and then a tall figure stood up suddenly.

He was also wearing the combat armor used by the Crow Knights. The black armor combined with his figure, which was definitely regarded as a hulking figure among the elves, brought a strong oppressive force.

Unfortunately, after his death, the anger had gone away from him, so that he could no longer mobilize the power of that anger.

But even so, when Lord Kurotas Ravencrest opened his gray eyes and scanned his surroundings, the Ravencrests in the hall still knelt on one knee in unison.

And the death knights guarding outside also showed their loyalty.

Only the stinky pirate master and apprentice, and Elisanna stood there.

The three of them deserved the attention of the revived lord.

"Alia?"

His Excellency the lord who just came back from death seems to be a little not sober, his mind is still stuck at the moment of his death, he looked around for weapons, and looked at Dean Lanyue suspiciously.

He asked in pure ancient Salas:

"You have disappeared in the tragedy of Azsuna, and I sent someone to look for you, how could you... wait, my voice... I... I'm dead?"

"It's dead, terribly dead, but the dean and we have awakened you from death again."

Bu Laike said in straight to the point words:

"We need you, Lord Ravencrest, the world needs you. The demons are back, and after 10,000 years, they once again set their eyes of destruction on the poor world of Azeroth.

And the immature civilization of this era has no concept of what the demons can do. They need someone to remind them, and they need someone to lead them.

Otherwise they are easily frightened by demons. "

"You, who are you? What are you?"

When Lord Kurotas heard the word demon, he clenched his fists instantly. He looked at Bo Laike, as if wondering about Bo Laike's race, but then he was relieved when he saw the pointed ears of the pirate.

This is also an elf.

Although I don't know what race they are mixed with, but as long as they are elves, they are compatriots.

"Talk to me carefully about demons, soldier!"

Lord Ravencrest obviously felt the changes in himself and the outside world, but compared to these, he cared more about the news of the demon attack. He said in a commanding tone:

"Since they are coming back, we must be ready. Where are my generals? Where are my soldiers? You...your eyes, your face Elisanna?

My treasure! ! ! "

"Father!"

The trembling Elisanna stepped forward under her father's call. When she became a demon hunter, she burned her eyes and was no longer able to shed tears, nor could she look at her father with her own eyes.

But she still took a step forward with tears in her voice, and bent down to her father.

She wanted to tell the story of her years, but Lord Ravencrest hugged his loved ones first.

He patted her on the shoulder and said in an emotional tone:

"Needless to say, my daughter.

I feel the breath of a warrior from you. I don't know how you, who were once delicate, became what you are now, but I know that it must be very hard.

I failed to protect you. "

The brave demon hunter curled up in her father's arms, she kept shaking her head, but couldn't say anything.

Bo Laike curled his lips, took a step forward with no winks, took the rune sword specially prepared for Lord Ravencrest from the hand of Marius Demon Calamity, and offered it with both hands.

Stinky Pirate says:

"This is your weapon, my lord.

Maybe you can pick another time to have a long talk with your daughter, but due to the current situation, I think you need to 'make up lessons' first.

After all, the elf empire is over. Now ten thousand years later, it is completely different from your original era. Those who leave cannot be kept, and those who are lost are doomed to be recalled.

The former advantages are gone, and the immediate problems are full.

I know it's cruel, but you have to start over.

Anyway, welcome back to the battlefield.

veteran. "

(end of this chapter)