Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

Blake's ship was torn apart by the destructive force erupting from above and below the deck in violent, continuous explosions.

This silent and tenacious battleship finally fulfilled its final obligation for its captain. The ignited explosive barrels caused damage from all directions, like an invisible giant grabbing the battleship and ruthlessly tearing it apart.

After a few seconds, the smoke cleared.

The battleship had turned into a large piece of burning wreckage. The ignited masts and sails smashed miserably on the cold, foggy sea. Only one-third of the main body of the ship remained.

It is like a dying, burning, black smoke-emitting giant lying on the sea waiting for the moment of sinking.

A dozen of the Kvaldir elite undead who had rushed onto the deck were killed on the spot by such an explosion. They were not afraid of such death.

Their souls will return to Hades.

However, this explosion was caused by Blake, and it was considered an attack by the spirit hunter. The moment he died in it, his soul would be regarded as "food" by the spirit hunter.

Eat and wipe clean!

This is not the scariest thing.

Among the scorched ship fragments, on the last third of the sloping deck, the Kvaldir battle captain, who was extremely embarrassed by the explosion, raised his head in disgrace.

I saw the "dome" entwined with shadows and evil energy, which had withstood the violent explosion, opened at this moment.

"Wow"

Like two demonic wings composed of pure energy, they stretched outward at this moment. Blake moved his body and let out a low groan of pain.

At this time, he no longer had the posture that a human being should have.

Every inch of skin on the body is covered with thick evil energy and shadow, reshaping the body into an out-and-out demonic posture.

No cheeks could be seen at all, and no facial features.

On the face covered by the evil shadow, only a pair of dark green violent eyes and a strange mouth remained.

"This power."

Blake felt the inexhaustible power in his body. With his eyes wrapped in thick evil energy, he glanced at the translucent character card in front of him:

Status: Mortal body (critical). Demonization (countdown 9 minutes and 50 seconds). Hell Messenger (sealed). Far Traveler - Lone Wolf. Covered Shadow. Sacrifice Halo. Soul Extraction. Residual Flame. Shadow Harvest. Wild Draft. Demon's Wrath. Life Devourer

New skills: Fel Trample, Doomsday Fire Rain, Shadow Flame, Shadow Fury, Final Kill (one full blow and end demonization)

"Ah haha, I'm so awesome now."

In the demonized state, Blake tried to show a smile, but there was no expression on the face shrouded by the shadow evil energy, and he didn't care about it.

He waved his hand and took out the Flame Blade Sankesu from the magic bag.

Demonization not only strengthened his form of existence, but also strengthened his physical strength, allowing him to break through the height of two and a half meters. The legendary blade that was previously heavy would now be as light as a feather in his hand.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Blake laughed wildly, turned his head and sprayed a mouthful of flames mixed with evil energy and shadow towards the legendary blade, fixing the flames on the blade like a temporary enchantment.

He looked back at the Hell Undead behind him, who were staggering back amid the burning flames of the solidified sacrificial halo.

Lift your feet and escape into the shadows.

Shadow Step activates.

This demonized monster appeared behind Captain Kvaldir in an instant. He swung the flaming legendary blade in his hand and cut off five or six half-giants around him with a standard whirlwind.

Their souls screamed and were squeezed and absorbed by Black, and in addition to this demonization, a soul shield of shadow echoes was created.

"Snapped"

Blake swung his recurved hoof and kicked the undead leg of Kvaldir, knocking it to the ground and leaving a burning hoof mark on its misty body.

Then he used his left paw to clasp the helmet of the struggling half-giant undead, and with a wave of his right hand, the blazing war blade pressed against its neck.

"It's a trap"

Blake said in a deep, muddy demonic voice:

"It's so sad that you just stepped in like this. Now, I declare that it's time for the monster hunter! I am a monster and you are humans!"

"puff"

The sharp blade cut into the mist's body, and the powerful half-giant still tried to struggle.

But Blake opened his mouth and spat out shadows that gathered flames, like lava pouring down on his head. The scorching fire submerged its misty body in an instant.

"Another soul is within reach!"

The demonic creature turned around and looked at the last seven or eight half-giant undead souls remaining on the broken deck as the energy wings closed behind it.

These berserkers under Hela no longer had the hustle and bustle just now. Now they are jumping into the sea quickly, trying to hide back in the mist.

"Where to run!"

The pirate roared, waving his energy wings behind him, and jumped into the air. Under the brute force bombardment, only one third of the remaining deck ruins collapsed and burned.

Against the background of green flames, Blake flew into the air, aimed at a turning dragon-headed longship more than ten meters away, and hit it hard like a meteor.

"boom"

Falling to the ground like a meteorite, in the ring of flames trampled by evil energy, a dozen half-giant undead souls on the longship were thrown into the package of trampled flames.

Blake laughed wildly, holding the legendary blade with both hands, and swept a round of sword light slashes on the spot.

Fel energy rages and shadows burn.

The two strands of demonic energy were unleashed as the pirates did, and in just an instant, they burned the decaying longship, and the scorching breath continued to flow into his body.

The experience bar on the character card continues to skyrocket.

But Blake no longer wants to pay attention to it. He is immersed in this powerful feeling brought by power. Moreover, the duration of demonization is only ten minutes, and he must seize every minute and every second!

Three seconds later, Blake flew into the air again and repeated his trick to smash into another ship.

When it landed, it was swung up and grabbed, and the shadows were extracted and gathered into a ball, which was then smashed into the ship. A huge amount of shadows erupted, sweeping around like a shock wave, knocking all the undead on the ship into coma.

After the Wrath of Shadow, the burning sword light reappeared.

Under the extraordinary demon-breaking properties of the legendary blade, tearing apart the formless bodies of these difficult fog warriors is no more difficult than tearing through wood.

It's like picking up a sickle and cutting wheat.

In two or three seconds, a dozen more souls entered the account.

He laughed and raised his claws further forward, as if to catch something, and pulled hard downwards. The evil magic was thrown into the sea ahead and into the air.

The magic power was violently changed, and then turned into a scorching red rain of flames, roaring and shrouded in the misty sea.

In just a few seconds, several retreating longships were set on fire.

"Death falls from heaven!"

In the turbid and deep roar, the demonized monster rushed into the sky from the sea behind, and in the next second turned into a meteorite wrapped in evil energy and smashed down.

When this powerful and heavy trampling attack hit the ground, it knocked a hole out of a long ship that was unable to dodge, and then burned the ship with evil energy, instantly setting it on fire.

"Aren't you going to use my skull as a bowl?"

Black smiled ferociously and waved the burning blade in his hand, looking at a female half-giant undead in front of him. Amid the undead's curse, Sankesu, entwined with shadow and evil fire, chopped off her head.

This legendary blade seems to have returned to the hands of its original owner.

On this sea filled with mist and flames, wherever it went, there was no half-giant undead who could take on this violent sword.

The soul-plundering ability that Blake showed when he was reborn was the absolute natural enemy of these incorporeal undead. At that time, Habron was attracted by this unique ability, so he pulled Blake into it. Hades camp.

Unfortunately, the spirit leader failed to see the pirate's wild and unfettered heart, and he made a stupid mistake.

Or rather.

Hella is not a good boss.

After Blake joined the company, the greedy and crazy queen caused too many troubles and entanglements in Blake's career.

"boom"

Blake finally smashed into a burning longship, slashed with his sword, and harvested a dozen half-giant undead souls in front of him, but this time he did not convert the souls into experience.

Instead, he raised his claws entwined with shadow evil energy and threw these souls into the sky with the temporary talent given to him in the demonized state.

"Wow"

Four small portals entwined with evil energy were forcibly opened. Those souls were like bait, luring the demons in the twisted void to rush out of the portal in a steady stream.

In just the blink of an eye, a group of evil imps and several strange-looking demon hounds rushed into the material world.

Wild Draft.

A very powerful magic secret that all warlocks dream of. It can continuously summon little devils to join the battle without formal summons.

It's a pity that there are too few people who master it.

"Burn! Burn!"

Blake held up the flaming legendary sword and shouted in devilish language to the demons attracted by their souls:

"Ignite everything! Destroy everything! The souls I hunt belong to you!"

"Ouch, ouch, ouch"

The orders of the pirates in their demonized form made these little demons ecstatic. Their combat prowess was not worth mentioning, but these guys loved the instinct of destruction.

After a steady stream of evil imps poured into the material world, in less than half a minute, the entire foggy sea area burned with more than a dozen balls of fire floating on the sea.

Amidst the echoes of the demons' shouts, Black flew up again and hit the half-giant undead longship that was unable to escape.

In a joyful and violent mood, he enjoyed the slaughter he brought to these hell bastards.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

A low horn sound soon sounded in the mist, and he slashed a half-giant demonized Black to death with his sword. Looking back, he saw the sound of seawater rolling in the mist like gauze pulling open to both sides.

The Nagfar, which he was very familiar with, finally arrived belatedly.

On the front deck of the ghost ship, the soul-drawing man Habulon, who was wearing a crimson robe, held a soul-drawing war scythe and hung a soul-drawing lamp on his waist. He looked at the chaos in front of him with an angry and shocked look. of sea areas.

This is different from the betrayal's doomsday he imagined!

"Well, old friend, Habron."

Blake waved his hoof, suppressing the half-giant who was trying to jump into the water, and then ignited the mist warrior with the burning halo of sacrifice.

He pierced the bastard's head with his war blade, and in the rising flames of shadow evil energy, he politely closed his energy wings behind him as a courtesy to Habulon.

He waved his hand again, as if presenting a gift, and showed Hablon the sea behind him.

In the still cold and spreading fog, the dragon-headed longships that were supposed to return with victory have turned into burning pillars of fire, with dark green flames shining on them, representing the rampant power of violence.

Those little bits of fire were burning in the mist, like the reflections of lit stars, projecting the burning river onto the sea.

It is really hard to believe that such a devastating scene was created by the betrayer in front of me alone.

As Habulon tightened his gaze on the soul-capturing war scythe, Blake asked loudly in a thick and deep voice:

"Do you like this burning sea? My friend. Do you like the wail of these miserable souls as they die? You must like it, Habron, soul-drawer.

The guide who led me down this cursed path.

I, a spirit hunter, have made such careful preparations to use today's destruction of the fog army as a gift to that madman Hela.

This is my resignation letter to Hell! "