Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 160 20. The Stalker and the Hunter——Gageng IV

Outside the Temple of Atahaka, by the lake that has become clear, Dick, Demetri, and Darth the dragon are standing there saying goodbye to the phantom of Eranikus, and the female werewolf Vi Linde was carrying the shining scythe on his back, curiously teasing a deer that ran to the lake to drink water.

After a series of thrilling journeys, they will leave this ghostly place where the clouds cover the sky almost all the time, go to another place, and continue the journey of their lives.

Dick stood very close to the phantom of Eranikus. Before he left, he decided to tell the green dragons who were about to evacuate the Temple of Atahaka what he knew.

"Mr. Eranikus, the Atalai trolls are just a branch of the Gurubashi trolls in Stranglethorn Vale, and I heard that the Hakkari priests had close contacts with the Gurubashi trolls before. It is very doubtful that the faith of Harkar has been revived in that lost city, and maybe we will deal with this spirit snatcher again sometime in the future."

The paladin's eyes were serious, Eranikus looked relaxed,

"Don't worry, Dick, as long as it's not in this temple, Hakkar's threat is far less than you think. If Hakkar still can't remember the lesson, I don't mind moving my body. Azeroth is not casual A guy who claims to be an evil god can come if he wants to, don't think about Haka anymore."

Seeing Eranikus full of confidence, Dick couldn't help but think back to the time in the Emerald Dream, this guy who turned into the "Dream Tyrant" beat Tyrande with half his strength. A group of people ran away with their heads in their hands, but finally heaved a sigh of relief.

With Eranikus' guarantee, he really didn't have to worry about that ugly evil god coming, at least for a short period of time.

Everyone bid farewell to each other friendly, and under the slightly sad eyes of Demeter and Das, they embarked on the road back to the city.

Frankly speaking, the Swamp of Sorrows is really not a suitable land to live in. Those disgusting, ubiquitous muddy puddles quickly filled Dick's shoes with muddy water. Finally, the paladin was ashamed and summoned Xing Zou, with the werewolf girl who was no longer afraid of flying at high altitude, rushed into the sky.

As for Demeter and Darth, Dick said that there is no need to worry about them at all. These two green dragons also know the location of Karazhan. Dick came first.

In the humid air full of water vapor, Dick held the bridle of the Pegasus of the Star Realm, and let the star scorpion who was having fun in the sky lead them back to Karazhan along the winding track, and the baby in his arms Velinde's ears perked up. She looked up at Dick, whose eyes were out of focus and who was obviously in deep thought, and couldn't help but ask.

"You have something on your mind?"

Velinde's follower transformation has long since ended, and now she, like Liadrin, shares all of Dick's memories except rebirth, and the estrangement between the two is also in this atmosphere of sharing secrets disappear slowly.

The hoarse voice of the werewolf woke Dick up. The latter hummed, but still didn't speak. He didn't speak until a few minutes later,

"After the matter in Karazhan is over, you and I will go to northern Xinjiang to find moonshine grass and other herbs there, and convert your werewolf form. This is somewhat inconvenient."

"Well, Beijiang, I wanted to go to Beijiang when I came to the shore from Stranglethorn Valley with the Luna Scythe."

Velinde's voice also became melancholy, "After the werewolves I summoned in Felwood were out of control, I had to send them all back to the Emerald Dreamland, and then I heard that there was also a mage from Northern Border The werewolf was summoned in the dream, so I planned to find him and see how he controlled those guys."

"Arugal?"

Dick snorted, "That's a lunatic, expecting him to control the werewolf? No, no, no, he must be controlled by the werewolf now."

"Yeah, when I really became a werewolf, I knew that no one can control us."

Velinde accepted the reality of being a werewolf frankly, her voice and body were trembling, "No one can manipulate freedom, it comes from the wildness in our bones, killing, hunting, and madness, it goes deep into the spinal cord Crazy, if there is no Luna Scythe, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I'll be lost in that instinct long ago."

"Don't worry! Good boy, don't worry!"

Dick felt Velinde's trembling. He stretched out his hand and touched the top of the female werewolf's head, "You are different from other werewolves, at least they don't have such a beautiful tail as you."

"Um?"

Velinde's drooping ears pricked up because of her emotional loss, her eyes lit up, "Really? Don't other werewolves have tails?"

Dick scratched his head, searched quickly in his memory, and then said uncertainly, "It seems that other werewolves really don't have tails, and their ears don't grow on the top of their heads, like humans, they grow behind their faces, no Like your ears, they can stand up."

"So? I'm unique?"

After becoming a werewolf, the character of the originally quiet priestess became weird. After repeatedly confirming that she was unique, her mood quickly improved, and she even hummed a night elf tune.

Sure enough, as Velinde said, after becoming a werewolf, her behavior became more and more weird. At least Dick didn't know why having a tail should make her so happy.

So, amidst the unique singing in a minor key, the Astral Pegasus flapped its gorgeous wings, broke through the clouds, and left a string of star trails in the air, like a dream, like an illusion.

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The abnormal green tide beats the black coast, the sky above is full of black clouds and lightning, those ominous landscapes hover and form a black and white vortex in the sky, the strong wind blows, pulling on the rusted weapons on the beach There was a whistling sound.

This is a barren land!

In the light of lightning from time to time, not far from the beach, a dark green stone building stands there. In the dark background, there is a stronger smell than darkness. Although the door of the building is open, But any normal creature would not be willing to go in.

However, there are always exceptions. At the moment when a flash of lightning flashed to the extreme, two sharp lights of knives lit up at the entrance of the building.

The blade of the moonlight pierced the air and slashed fiercely into the darkness, followed by the clashing sounds of Jiaoyue and weapons, and two groups of shadows, one large and one small, moved back and forth in the narrow space, every time they approached, there was a shock. A chilling murderous aura rushed to the surroundings.

Under the illumination of the ever-brightening lightning, two shadows also entered this gloomy picture.

It was a tall shadow surrounded by dark green smoke and flames, with huge black bat wings growing behind him, and demon-like curved horns on top of his head. Under the light of lightning, the magic pattern on the naked upper body appeared in the dark. Emitting a green light, he holds two crescent-shaped war blades in his hands, even in the deep darkness, the green light emanating from the blades can make one's hair stand on end.

Those two knives are like laughing butchers, they are eager to harvest life!

On the other side, there is a petite shadow, the iron owl helmet covers the woman's face, the armor on her body is a mixture of chain armor and plate armor, and the cloak studded with blades that almost covers the whole body, makes the woman's face more beautiful. She looked like a hunter out of mythology.

In fact, this is indeed the case. After the next contact between the knife wheel and the war blade, the two shadows retreated to the two sides respectively. It can be seen that this fight has been going on for too long.

"Maev, I've said it many times, stay away from me!"

The demon hunter put away his war blade and carried it behind his back, but the demon transformation was not canceled. Facing a watcher like Maiev-Song of Shadows, even if he was negligent for a second or even a blink of an eye, All could lose their lives.

Illidan's voice was much hoarse and vicissitudes compared to when he bid farewell to Dick back then. His tone was serious, but there was a hint of helplessness in it.

"I'm doing something very important, so get out of my way!"

"Don't even think about it! Prisoner, come back to Watch Island with me obediently, or die!"

Maiev also held the knife wheel in front of her in the palm of her hand. This huge and ferocious weapon supported her body. The moment Maiev opened her mouth, a bean-sized raindrop fell from the sky and landed on her helmet, leaving There were water marks one after another.

"Tomb of Sargeras. What did you find inside? Illidan, hand it over!"

The demon hunter looked up at the tearful sky. Of course, he couldn't see the raindrops, but in the case of the devil's transformation, he could "see" every drop of rain falling from the sky, and how the raindrops fell from the sky. In it, Maiev showed a complete outline, the jailer who had guarded him for ten thousand years.

"Sorry, but I really can't give you this thing!"

The demon hunter shrugged, "And you didn't notice it? Maiev, you are no longer my opponent, so... go back, wherever you want, don't follow me anymore!"

Facing the demon hunter's provocative words, after a flash of lightning, Maiev's voice faintly entered Illidan's ears,

"Really? Are you really so confident in your own strength?"

"bass!"

A ghostly white shadow quietly appeared from the space behind Illidan. That vague, but barely recognizable shadow was in the form of a watcher, holding up the wheel of thorns in his hand, and slashed down towards the demon hunter. Then Illidan, who was caught off guard, barely blocked the blow with the blade behind him.

The white shadow obviously didn't have enough killing intent, but after this blow, it disappeared into nothingness, but soon, she reappeared behind Maiev.

"This is just a greeting, next time, it will be on your head!"

The watchman's faint voice came from the rain, and Illidan's face became serious.

"Spirit of Vengeance, the undead summoned by your soul. You are such a madman!"

"Thanks for the compliment, don't you too?"

Maiev raised the knife wheel again, and it was obvious that she was serious.

Facing the watcher, Illidan took a few steps back cautiously, then took out a small black ball from his palm,

"Unfortunately, I don't have so much time to spend here with you, Maiev, listen to my advice, go back, don't appear in front of me, next time, my knife won't be so weak!"

"boom!"

The demon hunter crushed the little black ball in the palm of his hand, and then the whole ground began to crack, tremble, and roar. Under the surprised eyes of the watcher, in the distance, the black building that was standing on the beach just now began to collapse. Quick, terrible crash!

That strong building, that stone temple, that prison! It collapsed with a bang, as if being pushed down by an invisible hand.

"No! Nasha!"

Maiev couldn't care less about chasing the escaped Illidan anymore, she rushed towards the completely collapsed building, like a black shadow in the wind, where her most loyal subordinates, the sisters she regarded as relatives, were buried there.

"Illidan!!! I swear, I swear I will kill you!"

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