Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1025 121. It’s hopeless, just bury it--Happy Lantern Festival【23】

C'Thun failed to fully display his hospitality, much to everyone's dismay.

The big bad guy Black Shaw, who personally destroyed the "grand debut" of the Thousand-Eyed Demon, blinked. After he shattered the Eye of C'Thun that was about to take shape, Lyressa Windrunner in the incubation room also emerged from the incubation room. Recover from the mental shock.

The Dark Ranger waved his sword and fought with the corrupted Emeril in front of him.

To be honest, the fight between Yujie, who has long legs and a thin waist and is full of prowess, is actually pretty good to watch. Behind the pirates who were admiring the pirates, a large number of insects rushed over with their screams, and were chopped to pieces with joy by the Salamani sisters who were dancing behind the door.

"Blake, don't come here!"

During the fight, Windrunner’s mother took time to shout behind her:

"I know you are most afraid of trouble. You will definitely choose to kill her directly. Go deal with those bugs, I will capture her and buy me some time."

"You know me very well, mentor."

Blake, who was really planning to strike a fatal blow, shrugged, picked off the Defiler fragments from the cracked flesh wall next to him, waved his hand and took out the Wolf's Edge and pounced on the swarm of insects behind him.

As he got closer, the black and white swords slashed more crazily and fatally.

It's like taking a drug and it's stronger.

The pirate had only discovered before that his "Leader of the Pack" enhancement was actually effective against the two swords of the Salamani sisters. This was really crazy.

At the same time, at the entrance of the insect nest, Rexxar, who had already set up a defensive trap, suddenly stood up.

The orc "Batman" with keen senses reached out to touch the wall of the tunnel next to him. After a second, he pulled out the ax from his waist, turned back and shouted to the others:

"There's a war ahead, and all the bugs are heading that way! This is a trap for us!"

"Then us"

An elf ranger was about to ask a question when he saw Rexxar leading his bear into the deeper part of the tunnel.

The orc's calm voice came from the tunnel, and he said:

"Let's step into the trap and rescue our companions! Just have a bloody battle and then leave! I will never leave anyone behind again, I swore in front of Ha LS!"

"Ms. Lilesa and Ms. Shadowguard really need us!"

Ryan Wolfwalker also grabbed the halberd, called out her tiger and gray wolf, and rushed out with Rexxa. She yelled at her companions:

"Pick up your weapons and follow quickly! Don't let the greenskins see our elves' jokes."

"Ouch"

The roar of the big bear Misha echoed in the pit.

Rexxar summoned the extremely powerful porcupine Hofer when he threw his double axes for a whirling slash. As soon as this legendary beast appeared, it made a grunting sound and started to accumulate energy on the spot.

Its muscular body is like a rampaging tank. It lowers its head while running, and the fangs protruding from the corners of its mouth are indestructible under the powerful kinetic energy.

Just like that, he crashed into the swarm of insects, and when the kinetic energy was exhausted, he rolled his fur and launched the poisonous barbs on his body in all directions. It was like arrows shooting at close range, hitting more than a dozen insects around him. Blood splattered everywhere.

Seeing that Hofer was about to be overwhelmed by the incoming swarm of insects, Misha, who was following behind, roared out and rushed out just in time to fill in, giving the porcupine time to recover its strength.

Rexxar kept slashing with his double axe.

The two beasts and their masters cooperated perfectly like an uninterrupted war machine. With them charging in the front, the rangers in the hidden passage behind only needed to hold on to the bugs that rushed out from all directions to attack.

Because the bugs were all attracted to the battle in the hatching room, the charge through the secret passage went very smoothly, and it took them only a short time to approach the hatching room.

Then, they saw the guy blocking the way of the swarm in front.

"Blake?"

Rexxar used his sharp ax to cut off the limbs of the insect that was attacking him, and shouted in shock:

"Why are you here? Where did you come in? There is only one entrance to this insect nest!"

"I have so many magical powers that no insect nest can stop me."

The pirate waved and threw the three black bags tied together to Lexa, and he urged:

"Why are you all here to join in the fun? Hurry up and place explosives on various supporting points of the insect nest, and then evacuate. Don't get in the way.

Of course, there is no need to rush.

I felt that it was actually quite interesting to meet and chat with old friends when surrounded by a group of wolves and tigers like insects, and a piece of flesh could be torn off at any time.

What do you think? "

The orc hunter glanced at the bag in his hand, which was filled with silver-gray ball bombs with timers. The countdowns on those timers had been activated and were now jumping from 307 to 0.

This madman!

The countdown to the bomb he gave only had five minutes left. It would be difficult to escape from the insect nest with intricate internal roads in such a short time.

Not to mention there are bugs blocking the way.

"Take a few each and scatter them in the insect nest. Let's go!"

Lexa understood the stinky pirate's plan when he saw the bomb in his hand. He threw the bag in his hand to the hunters behind him without hesitation, and rushed back with a pile of silver-gray explosives.

Judging from the carefree appearance of the stinky pirate, you can tell that he has no intention of leaving here before the explosion.

Rexxar also knows the abilities of this magical pirate. He will definitely have his own way to escape, so there is no need for him to worry at all.

"Hey, Batman! Shadow Guard's condition is a bit bad. I'll take him away for treatment first, and then meet him at Cenarion Fortress. Wait patiently, he'll be gone in two days at most."

Blake shouted at Rexxa, and then while there was still some time before the explosion, he turned his head to take a closer look at the Qiraji worms in front of him that were difficult to see elsewhere.

Each of them is as tall as a teenager.

Using insect limbs like spider legs to move, the engineer bug looks like a large beetle, while the bug responsible for fighting is more like a combination of a mantis and a locust.

Not only do they have sharp, plier-like mouthparts, but they also have black barbs on their slender limbs. The compound eyes on their heads are emotionless, scanning everything around them indifferently.

Ground-walking combat bugs have sheath wings, which are hidden under a gray-green or black horny carapace, allowing them to impact and fly at close range and at extremely high speeds.

But Blake knew very well the combat mode of the alien bugs in front of him.

Their ferocious fighting stance can bite off the arm of an unarmored reckless, or leave horrific bite marks in sturdy armor.

Such fighting bugs can basically be compared with elite human infantry. If their highly poisonous blood is taken into account, a powerful bug can kill a group of soldiers in a dying rage.

The individual combat ability is very good.

The bugs fighting on the ground are already terrifying, but this is still not the limit of the bug swarm. They also have an "air force" flying in the air. There are such guys in every bug nest, and their size is like a wasp that is enlarged ten times.

Its six insect limbs are as sharp as knives, and the black spikes like the tail of a bee are barbed. They can even be fired at close range, and are powerful enough to penetrate chain mail within ten yards.

The most troublesome thing about these flying insects is their dragonfly-like wings, which allow them to quickly attack anywhere in the Silithus Desert.

What's even more frightening is that bugs have a numerical advantage that neither humans nor other civilizations have. They will never fight the enemy one-on-one. Submerging everything with numbers is the tactic of the bug swarm.

This combination of quantity and quality makes people who know the power of these bugs wary of this creature.

It is hard for others to imagine how many such bugs live underground in the Bug Empire behind the Beetle Wall. Once they break out of the wall, the entire southern part of Kalimdor will immediately be plunged into flames of war.

"Teacher, are you okay? I don't mean to rush you, but this place is going to explode in about thirty seconds. I can definitely run away."

The stinky pirate collected the large poisonous sacs of several elite bugs and shouted over his shoulder.

Windrunner's mother in the incubation room didn't say a word. At the cost of being pierced through the waist and abdomen by Emeril's halberd, Apocalypse hit Emeril on the head with a powerful and heavy horizontal stroke.

The legendary ranger whose mind was captured by C'Thun raised his head, and his spine made an overwhelming clicking sound.

Her whole body was beaten and hung into the sky, and after landing, she was tied up by General Lilesa with chains of the water of the underworld.

"Done."

Windrunner's mother couldn't feel the pain in her waist and abdomen, so she pulled out the blood-stained halberd and threw it aside. She covered the terrible wound and looked back at Blake, who had already begun to release the Shadow Gate and was about to run away.

Lilesa screamed:

"Are you planning to leave us behind?"

"Don't look at me like that, mentor, but this cool teleportation technique is for one person only."

Black spread his hands and summoned his swords.

He said in an evil tone:

"Perhaps the death caused by the fire this time can give you a warning. As a retainer, you must maintain the necessary respect for me, my lord, and be patient.

We will meet soon. "

After saying that, the pirate disappeared in a bloody light.

Windrunner's mother, who was holding Emeril, shook her head helplessly. As a disciple, she was good at everything, but this bad character was really unbearable.

A large number of bugs poured out of the unobstructed entrance to the incubation room. They had been enraged by this damn raid, and they were rushing towards the last intruder with their claws and teeth.

Their compound eyes flashed with a cold light, and they vowed to tear this damn guy into pieces and feed them to the larvae!

The majesty of the swarm cannot be challenged!

But the next second, violent roars and cruel fires were used from behind in a way that swallowed up everything. The gorgeous fires rained down punishment, throwing the crazy insects into the hell of flames, and then engulfed the entire insect nest extending in all directions. Potholes completely destroyed.

Countless pieces of gravel were thrown into the sky with loud noises, and a new sandstorm took shape in this desperate place amidst the muffled sounds of thunder.

The flying sand that blocks the sun represents that a large insect nest has been destroyed, and all the insects inside the nest have been killed.

But this kind of result is never considered a victory in Silithus.

In less than a week, a new, larger insect nest will appear in place.

In the past countless years, the bugs have used this method of destruction and reconstruction, silently and tenaciously fighting against the entire world.

Cenarion Fortress and the Silver Wing Sentinels tried most of the methods they could, and the end result was that the entire Silithus Desert had become a kingdom of bugs.

They are still replicating their victory in the Great Desert of Tanaris. Goblins and trolls are also helpless against such invasion.

They are never in a hurry, they are down-to-earth, and they encroach little by little without giving up when faced with a head-on attack. They are like ruthless operating machines, turning the role-playing game of Azeroth into an RTS strategy game.

The insect civilization is like the most silent, diligent, and warlike but huge number of worker ants. They will eventually win a place in this world with their own hands.

No one can stop the rise of the bug-men.

Brutal killing may be able to deal with most problems, but there are still many problems in this world that cannot be solved with swords, such as Qiraji worms.

——

"boom"

At the same time that the insect nest exploded, in a temporary camp on the coast of Silithus, Her Royal Highness the Little Star Princess, who was squatting by the campfire and cooking crab soup in the pot she brought with her, suddenly heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground. sound.

His Royal Highness Xingxing, who was wearing a sun-visor lady hat, turned around in confusion and saw Windrunner's mother, who was in embarrassment, holding her stomach and struggling to get up from the sandpit.

Beside her, there was a weird elf who was tied in a very degrading position with chains and gagged with a sock, struggling to crawl away like a caterpillar.

Among the three warlocks who had just completed the summoning of the ritual stone, the troll Zarak, who hated the elves the most, waved the wooden stick in his hand and hit the crawling elf head and face.

Rather than preventing escape, it's more like taking advantage of the opportunity to bully people.

The big villains in the camp turned a blind eye to this, and no one helped the poor guy. The poor environment in Silithus made everyone uninterested.

Even Fenner, the most energetic idiot, was lying lazily under the shade of the parasol, waiting for Little Xingxing to prepare crab soup for her to taste.

There is a small bucket filled with water at Fenna's feet, and the little fishman is lying in it and sleeping.

"Huh? Aunt Lilissa?"

Little Star's eyes widened, then she threw away the branch in her hand and ran to Windrunner's mother happily. She hadn't seen Lylessa for more than half a month since the incident in Kul Tiras.

She still has a good relationship with Windrunner's mother.

"Wow, you have a hole in your stomach!"

Little Star grabbed General Windrunner's arm and exclaimed:

"Hurry up and find Dr. Natalie to treat you. It looks very serious."

"I'm an undead, little girl."

Windrunner’s mother shook her head and said nonchalantly:

"Find me a clean spiritual bandage and wrap it around it. It will be fine in a few days. Where is Blake? Isn't he back yet?"

"Buzz"

As soon as Lilesa finished speaking, a ball of blood appeared at the edge of the sand pit.

Blake, who had arrived late, was holding his owl helmet, with two swords floating around him guarding him. At first glance, he looked like a big shot.

"Hey, mentor, we will meet soon, right?"

The stinky pirate laughed and waved to Windrunner's mother, who looked indifferent, as if he had pulled off a successful prank. He looked down at Emeril, who was being beaten by Zarak with a wooden stick at his feet, and waved. Make the villainous Warlock stop.

Zarak, who was acting like a mad dog just now, immediately threw away the stick and straightened his back.

A "I am the most loyal" expression.

The stinky pirate leaned down, grabbed Emeril's chin roughly with his hands, raised her messy head, and looked directly into her chaotic eyes, just like a doctor diagnosing a disease.

A few seconds later, Blake shook his head and said to Windrunner's mother who came over:

"It's hopeless. Her mind has been invaded by C'Thun's catastrophic vision, and someone has imposed a law of corruption on her to accelerate the transformation of her mind. Now her soul is in the shape of C'Thun.

Look at the bad expression on this face.

This is a serious plot of elf and tentacle # training # evil fall. I suggest that instead of laborious treatment, it is better to dig a hole and bury it.

She will be very valuable in a thousand years. "

"Stop joking."

Little Xingxing, who was supporting Windrunner's mother, pushed up her hat and said:

"Sela Moonguard has become like that and yet he was still saved by you. This elf must still be saved. Aunt Lilesa, don't listen to him. The captain is the worst."

"Shut up! Can you be polite?"

Blake scolded Little Star righteously:

"What do you call aunt? There are no rules at all. Your mentor is only more than 2,000 years older than you. Call me sister!"

Little Xingxing curled her lips and ignored him.

Windrunner's mother glanced at the struggling Emeril Shadowguard, thought for a while, and said to Black in a humble tone:

"Please save her! My Highness"

"Aiya, since my retainers have said so, how can I shirk it?"

Blake shrugged, took off his gauntlet, and said to the trio of warlocks behind him:

"Hold her down! Take off the mask."

"Do you need to take off your clothes? Captain, this girl has a nice figure."

Xie Yan asked a question in a very stupid way, but was kicked hard by Blake who had no expression on his face.

Asshole, ask what the question is!

Evil eye guy.

What a shameless look.

The other two warlocks gloated at the misfortune, and summoned their respective demons with deft hands and feet. They worked hard together and added a curse of weakness. Only then could they hold down the struggling legendary hunter. Black, who looked evil, moved his wrist and slowly walked towards Emeril.

This scene really looks like scoundrels helping the bad guys to do bad things.

Hey, the world is really in decline.

Sure enough, any place where smelly pirates hang out will become strange.