Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 96 6. The First Summon

Wearing an eye patch, a hooded cloak, and a black leather armor, Laike walked in the slightly dim cabin, with scary scars on his exposed cheeks.

The decoration of Gul'dan's skull hangs on the chest, and the magic power of shadows will wrap around it while walking.

Behind him were a few big and three rough, carrying weapons, and full of violent aura as guards, and a one-eyed orc warlock with a bone staff and a gloomy expression as a "magic consultant".

This style already has a hint of the temperament of a big villain.

"Back to the topic just now, since high-level warlocks have their own magic tome, which is a symbol of status. What about Gul'dan's magic tome?"

Bu Laike kicked open the hatch next to him and gestured casually.

The tyrannical orcs behind them rushed in like wolves and tigers, grabbed the two black-toothed orcs who were resting, threw them aside, beat and kicked them to get out!

This cabin has been requisitioned by the captain!

The pirate didn't even look at the two hapless fellows.

He strode into the cabin and asked casually:

"A great warlock like him must have his own magic tome, right? When I killed him, I didn't find any loot similar to the magic tome on him."

"Maybe I didn't bring it with me."

The evil eye took a cautious look at the Skull of Gul'dan hanging on Laike's chest with an extremely evil aura, and he replied:

"Captain, you have to understand that for a powerful warlock like Gul'dan, it doesn't make much sense to him whether he has a magic tome boost when he casts a spell. He is the one who created the way of the warlock.

All the sorcerer's spells that are handed down now have his traces in them.

But Gul'dan does have a grimoire.

I have seen it with my own eyes, and it contains countless secrets of fel energy and shadow, and it is also a valuable knowledge that all the warlocks of the Shadow Council are eager to borrow.

That grimoire may now be in the hands of Terongol or Cho'gall.

The two of them are Gul'dan's apprentices and his most important subordinates. "

"yes?"

Bu Laike shook his head regretfully.

Talon Gorefiend will still be hunted down by Lothar's coalition forces in the Eastern Continent.

Cho'gall went to the continent of Kalimdor under the call of the old and ancient gods of this world.

He is still facing the pursuit of Hell, and he will not have time to find those two guys trying to find Gul'dan's tome for a while, so he can only let go of this thought for the time being.

The human pirate looked at the imp mark in his hand, and asked the orc warlock standing beside him bowed:

"Summoning a demon for the first time, do I need to pay attention to anything?"

Xieyan shook his head when he heard the words, and said:

"A demon imp is just the weakest of all demons, and it's safe to summon.

Even if it gets out of control, it won't cause damage. As a powerful assassin like you, the captain, you only need one knife to kill those cunning and crazy little devils.

Use the sigil with a weak soul to summon imps from the Twisting Nether

Yes, exactly!

Captain, control the magic injection.

Ah, your magic control skills are perfect, you will definitely become a powerful warlock like Gul'dan in the future, no, you will definitely surpass that loser.

You will become the Warlock King of Azeroth! "

Amidst the vulgar flattery of the orc warlock, Bu Laike injected the magic power in his body into the seal of the imp, and took a fragment of the soul stone from Xieyan.

Among them are broken souls.

Even the stronger demons would look down on this kind of leftovers, but it was enough to lure demons and brats.

"hum"

The dark green fel fire quickly ignited from the black magic seal, and then spread to the entire edge of the magic seal. Laike felt the magic seal was melting.

As soon as he dropped it, the burning magic seal flew out, landed on the ground, and burned into a small oval portal.

With a faint smell of fel scorching.

The next moment, a short guy jumped out of the portal.

It was less than half a meter tall, about the same height as Bu Laike's murloc Murloc, but it was much thinner than the well-fed and bathed in dragon's blood.

Like a stick.

The body is green skin, skinny and skinny, with claws and legs. Like other demons, the legs are recurved and sheep's hooves.

There is also a slender tail that wags back and forth.

This guy has ears like elves, no, more slender ears than elves, a pair of green eyes, and two twisted devil horns on top of his head.

The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks look almost like goblins.

It let out a piercing, dark laugh as soon as it appeared, and the green fel fire beating on its small body proved its identity.

This is a real demon.

Although Bo Laike can stomp it to death with a full kick, it is indeed a demon.

After it jumped out, it let out a cheer, grabbed the fragment of the soul stone in front of the magic seal, held it in its paws, and planned to eat it, but soon found that there was a bowed orc and a blindfolded, face A human with burns on his face and a hood was looking at it.

This made the kid take a step back immediately, still holding the fragment of the soul stone in his arms, with a vigilant look on his ugly face, and after seeing that the two guys did not attack, he turned over flexibly on the spot.

Waving a piece of strange contract paper wrapped in blood in his paws, he shouted in a sharp, low and fierce voice deliberately:

"I, the hypocrite, the tyrant, the most evil Daglop, come to make a contract! Which of you is the warlock who summoned me! Sign a blood contract with me quickly, with me"

"Mrgllll glrrm gl!!!"

Before it could finish its pretentious shout, it was interrupted by a loud screech, and the imposter-awakened Bumblebee poked his head out of the skin pouch on Laike's waist.

At a glance, he saw the little devil exuding a stinky smell in front of him.

The little murloc is very individual.

After being adopted by Bu Laike and strengthened by dragon's blood, its personality became more and more obvious.

It hated the stink of the demon, and that kind of anxiety made the amphibious creature very unrestrained, screaming and jumping out of Laike's arms.

Wielding his "little murloc version of Devil's Strike" short sword, he drew a few scars on the devil imp, causing the latter to scream, but aroused the little murloc's desire to attack even more frenziedly.

It punched the little devil fiercely in the face, turned the little devil on the spot, and was ridden by the violent murloc, beating him crazily.

The kid also screamed and threw the only demonic spell he had mastered.

But that scorching, small arrow of evil energy hit Benbo Erba's body, and it was hard to even break the skin.

Bu Laike, who was pecking at each other, was full of interest, while Xieyan picked up the bloody contract that the kid had just waved from the ground, glanced at it, and was startled.

He turned to Bo Laike and shouted:

"Quick! Captain! Get rid of that brat! It's not the first time it has signed a contract with a powerful demon before. This cunning bastard will attract that big guy!"

"Ok?"

Bo Laike frowned immediately, and was about to cut off the magic supply and drive the imp back to the Twisting Nether.

But the next moment, the door of this cabin was pushed open.

Meili Dongfeng, who was leaning on a pine stick, frowned and walked in with weak steps. He glanced at the demon summoning scene in front of him with his rotten eyes.

The next moment, the old mage let out a disdainful snort.

"Maintain the summoning! How did Gul'dan teach you this group of warlocks? You don't even have this kind of vision! The contract between this kid and the high-level demon has obviously been broken.

It should be actively destroyed by high-level demons. "

Meili Dongfeng flicked his fingers, and threw a mask shining with arcane light in front of his eyes, trapping the kid and the little murloc in it, like a downgraded version of a cage for fighting animals.

He watched with great interest the little ghost who was beaten up by the little murloc, and the little murloc who had been strengthened by the dragon's blood to be extremely vicious.

After a few seconds, he said:

"Solid Summoning, cut the magic line, Laike, and leave this imp in the physical world. I'm curious about it, an imp who can be contracted by a high-ranking demon.

It must have an extraordinary story. "

"Okay, master!"

Bo Laike immediately complied.

Bo Laike's first warlock call ended as the infusion of mana solidified, solidifying the fel portal formed by the burning of the imp's Sigil.

But the little ghost he summoned had a contract.

This situation is not normal.

Theoretically speaking, after the little demons in the Twisting Nether sign a contract with other summoners in the soul, they will not respond to the second call.

Their weak souls cannot bear multiple contracts.

This is a conventional rule.

Of course, this rule does not work for powerful demons, and there are even some "black-hearted" bad demons who will deliberately respond to the warlock's call after signing the contract.

Through the summoning ceremony, come to the material world, and then eat the reckless summoner, flesh and soul.

They'll hang out in the real world for a while, and then be sent back to the Twisting Nether by the Warriors or something, ready to do bad things next time.

Because the "moral" level of powerful demons is generally very low, the probability of this kind of out-of-control summoning happening is extremely high.

This is also an important reason why the survival rate of new surgeons in the first three years is basically hovering around 30%.

And real veteran surgeons know that before summoning a demon, they must make all protective preparations, at least to ensure that when the demon loses control, it can be driven back into the twisting void as soon as possible.

But the problem is that the profession of warlock is not as "noble" and prestigious as mages, especially in the context of the current orc invasion, Azeroth's warlocks are street rats, and everyone shouts and beats them.

There is no orthodox inheritance at all, most of the warlocks are from Yeluzi.

And the moral standards of most old warlocks are as high as their demon pets, so there are very few old warlocks who take the initiative to teach these experiences to novices.

This is also the second important reason why new surgeons rarely survive the first three years of their career.

But newcomer Bu Laike, a warlock, still prefers the "surprise" in front of him.

He was even happy to see this little devil with a contract, and pulled the big guy behind him over.

Now there are two legends on this ship!

As long as that big devil dares to show up, he will definitely be torn apart by Meili Dongfeng with a random legendary magic, unless the devil contracted by this kid is a legendary devil.

But the question is, how could the legendary demon sign a contract with such an ordinary and weak kid?

"Give me."

The pirate completed the summoning ceremony and stretched out his hand towards Xieyan beside him.

The orc warlock, who was very afraid of Meili Dongfeng, hid behind the captain, and handed the old, blood-stained imp contract to his captain.

Bu Laike held it in his hand and opened it.

It's written in Demonic, and thanks to the demonology talent bestowed by Laike's sorcerer class, he can read these strange scripts fluently.

But the more Laike looked at this contract, the weirder his expression became.

"This guy is really talented. He has made it an art to make up lies."

The pirates were amused by this contract, couldn't help laughing, and handed it to the legendary demilich beside him.

Meili Dongfeng held it in his hand, glanced at it a few times, and then laughed softly.

The eyes of the two of them quickly fell on the weird little ghost who was about to be beaten to the ground by the little murloc.

They were all attracted by this blood contract.

This devil kid who claims to be "the most evil one" is unexpectedly interesting.

(end of this chapter)