Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Garona felt like she had a strange dream.

A damn cultist turned into a demon before her eyes.

This is nothing at all. There is no essential difference between dying in the hands of cultists and dying in the hands of demons.

But the problem is that the demon who was supposed to take her life let her go, and used a strange teleportation technique to get herself out of the desperate situation, blowing up the cave by the way.

Because Garona was weak and suffered the impact of the demon's teleportation technique, she immediately fell into a coma. Naturally, she did not know what happened next, nor did she know that she would be held in the arms of her beloved.

"Hurry and save people!"

On the sand dunes outside Crystal Valley, Khadgar rushed to Black holding Garona, who was covered in blood and seriously injured.

The mage with the face of an old man now has a distorted face and his eyes are red.

This rare gaffe should probably not happen to an excellent mage like him. After all, orthodox spellcasters pursue sanity that can be maintained under any circumstances.

But no one criticized Kagard's gaffe at this time, and Garona's situation was indeed not optimistic.

"Tsk, my friend is really lucky."

The stinky pirate stuffed a healing stone into Garona's mouth and released a void magic on her to activate her flesh and blood to seal the wound, but he was not a professional healer.

After checking on Garona, he said to Khadgar:

"My ship's doctor Natalie is on her way. She has a way to save your beloved wild female orc, but the problem now is that Cho'gall won't let her go so easily.

The annoying demon didn't behave obediently either. The teleportation wave it released couldn't hide from the cunning ogre.

Therefore, I ask you to prepare for battle immediately.

can you do it? "

"I can, don't underestimate the successor of the Astral Mage."

Card took a deep breath, looked at Garona in his arms, stretched out his hand to touch her face tremblingly, and then handed the dying female orc to the little star beside him.

The Blue Dragon Princess released a freezing magic for Garona, instantly freezing her to prevent the loss of life force.

The old mage looked at the blood in his hands. He stood up on the sand dune, held the red magic sword at his waist, and said to Black:

"Thank you, Your Excellency, and I apologize for the rude behavior I have done to you. I will fulfill Garona's wish, but I need your help."

"Very good, this is the cooperative attitude I want to see. Then, let's all come together and let's have a big fight in Crystal Valley."

Blake nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and Seianigosa immediately transformed into a dragon and took off into the sky.

His Royal Highness Little Star's storm dragon guards also took off with the captain of the guard. The shield girls threw off their chains and skillfully climbed onto the dragon's back. They would be the first wave of attackers to attack the Crystal Valley.

"Aren't you going?"

Blake looked back at Sephiel beside him and asked.

The first parasaurus, who covered his body with a black robe, shook his head and said:

"I'm not interested in killing, I'm here to protect my captain."

"But I don't need your protection."

The smelly pirate blinked and whispered in Sephiel's ear:

"I just want to see my mighty first mate killing everyone in the valley in front of me. This will make me feel happy. Will you please my humble imagination?"

"If you want to see it"

The intimate whisper made Sephiel's cheeks turn red, and he said something as low as a mosquito.

This shy posture made Blake laugh out loud. As expected, the first mate who maintained an improper relationship with him but was still shy was the cutest.

He slapped Seifer on the hip and said:

"When the dragon has the desire to fly, it cannot and cannot crawl on the ground. Go ahead, girl, release your minions and punish them on my behalf."

"Um."

The first auxiliary dragon nodded, and with her black robe flying, she jumped into the sky, and with a low and ferocious roar, she transformed into a huge black dragon, flapping its wings and rushing toward the valley ahead like the shadow of a walking thundercloud.

"Is Onyxia that big? I feel like she is about the same size as Spellweaver!"

Little Xingxing rushed to Blake's side, with wide eyes and a tone of shock and undisguised envy, and said:

"The last time I saw her in Dalaran, she was not this big. What did she eat? Did Xal'atath use something strange for this body?

Can I use it?

I mean, can I ‘learn’ from this way of growing up? "

"After being contaminated by the void, flesh and blood will naturally mutate. This is an external manifestation of the strengthening of the void."

Next to Black, the hooded old man Sachiel had his hands intertwined, maintaining the posture of a strong man.

He stood on the sand dunes and looked at the cultists rushing out of the Crystal Valley and riding on the backs of mutant bugs or running elements.

The initiate explained to Little Star very academically:

"Based on my research on the void, if this kind of reinforcement can be guided by correct knowledge, then it will turn into a positive reinforcement. With the special status of Ms. Xalatas, the body she chose for herself will definitely not be able to slide into Uncontrollable wrong route.

Although Onyxia's body has been contaminated by the void, it is still 'pure and powerful'.

On the other hand, if the infusion of the void is not guided correctly, uncontrolled and wrong enhancements will change the appearance of your flesh and blood, causing you to slip into the posture of a monster.

Look!

That sad guy is a classic negative example. "

Thaqir pointed at the two-headed ogre Cho'gall, who used a void teleportation magic to track Garona's teleportation point and then appeared in the rolling purple vortex.

While shaking his head, he reminded Little Xingxing and the girls in a teacher's tone:

"Look at his pathetic, filthy, depraved body.

His evil and cunning may be innate, but the fact that he made himself so ugly as a monster is all the result of his own 'efforts'.

Therefore, children, if you do not have extraordinary will and discernment, you must stay away from the void! "

"Yes! Don't play with the void, it is a 'bad friend' to most lives."

Blake took over and concluded.

The pirate looked at Coul'gall in front of him, and Coul'gall, who was standing in the quicksand, also saw the smelly pirate.

The two parties recognized each other the moment they met.

Even though both sides are completely different from when they were on the Broken Shore.

Blake is wearing the Moon God Armor. He is much more majestic than the down-and-out little pirate who could only flee under the pressure of Hela. He used to be a novice who could only rely on sneak attacks and defeating Garona to fight against Cho'gall. Now he is no longer a novice. Became a hero.

Compared to Blake's changes, Cho'gall's changes are not that big.

There are still two heads and a huge and burly body that walks like a mountain of flesh, but the exposed chest of Gu'gall's naked upper body is covered with eyeballs that are constantly opening and closing.

Those earthy-yellow eyeballs had purple-red pupils, which were exactly the same as the Eyes of C'Thun he had seen before. Those eyeballs kept rolling along with his movements, casting malicious glances everywhere in front of him.

Totally mental pollution.

In addition to the proliferating rotten eyeballs, black horny bone spurs also proliferated on Cho'gall's shoulders, arms and back, resembling a monster son born from a drunken obsidian element and an ogre.

Those black bone spurs are covered with corrupted runes, allowing Cho'gall's every move to emit impure light of the void.

These strange organs that were strengthened and "blessed" by the void did not make Gu'gall more majestic. Instead, they were filled with an unspeakable ugliness.

Perhaps in the eyes of mentally disturbed cultists, such a gesture can be called "powerful" or "beauty of power", but in the eyes of the pirates, this is completely "degenerate".

"His soul must be as disgusting as his appearance."

Windrunner's mother, who was carrying the magic sword Apocalypse, drew her bow. She looked at the ogre in front of her with cold eyes, but Blake reached out and held down her wrist.

This act of physical contact made Windrunner's mother retract her hand like an electric shock, and made Blake look back at her mentor in confusion.

how?

Is there anything dirty on your hands?

"He left it to Khadgar and me. The two of us have some 'personal grudges' to deal with with Cho'gall. The others will go to Crystal Valley."

Black said to Mother Windrunner, Old Man Thal'kiel, a group of heavily armed shield maidens, and Cairne Bloodhoof who had grabbed the halberd:

"The cultists over there are a big problem. The Twilight's Hammer uses it as a base camp, just like we did with the Bloodsail pirates in Sunset Cape.

No one can be allowed to escape!

Although they worship different dark gods, the pain they can inflict on others is the same.

We will end Cho'gall here, and leave his fallen minions to you. "

"But this ogre looks like a formidable foe."

The Supreme Shield Girl who was eager to try said dissatisfiedly:

"I have been dealing with weak guys along the way, and my desire to fight can no longer be suppressed. I am eager to see a real battle!

You promised me this, Blake.

Give him to me!

I'll deal with him, I promise to cut off his head cleanly, I will honor Odin! "

"What kind of enemy is Cho'gall?"

The smelly pirate waved his finger, and the yawning idiot Fenna took out a small black tombstone from his bag and handed it to him. The pirate tossed the pocket tombstone up and down, and said to Heya:

"If you bear with me any longer, it won't take long before I can give you a war that you must do your best to win. It is a war that will kill you if you are not careful.

That's exactly the kind of war you need. "

"That's what you said!"

Heya grabbed the war spear. The tall Vrykul snorted and stared at the fallen ogre in front of her with a predatory gaze. She licked her lips like a hungry person and said:

"If you can't keep your promise, I'll have to make do with you. If I don't get my war, I'll treat you as a duel."

"I promise, if you can't have fun, I will go out and fight you personally."

The pirate said helplessly, like coddling a child.

Heya then stepped into the demon portal opened by Uncle Sakir with satisfaction. Before leaving, she waved the war spear in her hand at Cho'gall with malice.

Little Star is the last one to pass through the portal.

She looked at the corrupted Cho'gall in front of her with disgust, and completely gave up on learning Onyxia's method of growing to a huge size.

A beautiful girl like her who loves beauty cannot allow disgusting things like evil eyeballs to grow on her body. No wonder the stinky pirate calls this guy a monster. No wonder Garona must kill him.

This guy is so ugly!

Letting him live would be a blasphemy to this beautiful world.

As the demonic portal dissipated in the fel fire, only Cho'gall, Black, and Khadgar were left on this quiet dune.

The wind in the desert was blowing, turning up quicksands that were spinning and flying, and tumbleweeds were blown down the sand dunes. In this chilling atmosphere like a Western movie, Gujar laughed and raised his purple-black hand decorated with spikes. Warhammer.

With two heads and three eyes staring at Blake at the same time, he shouted:

"I have long heard in the news from the Endless Sea that you have degenerated into a greedy madman, Black! (But I didn't expect you to be so crazy! You sent your helpers away to confront the spokesperson of the Void Will head-on? )"

"What arrogance! (What blasphemy!)"

"The void is screaming! It is roaring! On the land of the fallen god, I want to complete what I have not done before. (It wants me to sacrifice you to it, it is longing for your soul, and I just want to break your neck!)"

As Cho'gall roared, the surrounding sand dunes continued to tremble and change. One after another, alien bugs emerged from the sand, and weird humanoid bugs emerged from the wind and sand with flapping wings.

In just an instant, Blake and Khadgar were surrounded by ferocious Qiraji. Cho'gall also waved his hands to summon dark elemental servants entangled with blazing fallen fire elements and shadows.

The gate to the void is flickering open, and fallen creatures suspected of being faceless are also entering the material world under Cho'gall's call.

They were surrounded.

But Blake showed no fear.

He put his battle helmet on his head, moved his neck, and said to Cho'gall:

"Well, I want to interrupt your fantasy first. What is calling you is not the will of the void, but the corrupted will that C'Thun represents, which is part of the desire of the Lord of the Void.

The two are very similar.

It's easy for a layman like you to confuse them together, but it's not your fault. It's good that Zhazai can understand this step.

You're just not talented enough.

The true will of the void does not care what you do for it. The pure void has no interest in conquering anything. It is only eager to spread more truth rather than the destruction of destruction. "

The pirate shrugged his shoulders and opened his hands. Under Gu'gall's stunned gaze, a faint purple light lingered on his hands.

He said to Cho'gall:

"I know this very well, because I am the spokesperson of the Will of the Void in the material world! You... you are just an arrogant and arrogant fake.

There is indeed a guy who is going to be sacrificed to the void today!

But I didn’t think that would be me.

Khadgar, I'll leave the bugs to you, remember to stay away from me for a while.

This is a civil war in the void, and you, a fragile flesh and blood creature, should not participate.

Of course, of course!

I know how loyal you are to your wife, so I will give this impostor the last chance and I will give it to you, and it will definitely make your money worth it.

This is the rule of the uncrowned. "

Blake waved his hand, and a purple void rift swallowed up the sand dune under his feet, and powerful tentacles rolled and swept across like a giant snake, crushing the attacking insects to the ground.

The pirate, entangled in the pure light of the void, raised his hand, tickled Cho'gall in front of him, and said:

"The will of the void is urging, it is roaring, roaring, urging its spokesmen to kill the blasphemous counterfeit in front of them. It is because of stupid people like you who have only a half-knowledge of the truth but insist on showing off that the reputation of the void is so bad. !”

"So, don't waste time, come on, under the truth of the void, decide who of you and me is favored by it more."