Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake is experimenting with his new magic.

He has been studying from the Enlightener's Mark for a long time. Although he still has not mastered the obscure and complicated Finger of Death, he has understood the principles of the other magics of the Defiler.

For example, the "Grasp of the Legion" in front of you is one of Archimonde's most proud shadow magics. It is a super group attack magic that integrates control, killing and cursing.

Its spellcasting effect is also very handsome.

The three shadow fire walls lingering on the ground move back and forth under the command of the pirates. Anyone caught by the flames will be forcibly imprisoned in place and accept the burning of the shadow flames.

Because of Blake's void energy and the anima special effects of his gauntlets, this Legion's Grip is still a "void enhanced version".

The wind and air elements swept by the flames not only have to endure the shadow burn, but also the mental impact and physical corruption of the void. But if the effect of Archimonde's proud magic is just like this, then it would be a bit too underestimated of the Defiler's spellcasting skills.

Legion's Grip and Archimonde's other magics all have "follow-up combos".

The core of the Defiler's spellcasting system is a unique strengthening spell called "Soul Charge". Each soul killed by it will bring a huge enhancement of the Defiler's spellcasting ability in a short period of time according to its different power attributes.

The most powerful part of this system is that as long as Archimonde keeps casting spells, killing enemies, and harvesting souls, the Defiler can be regarded as an unstoppable "magic perpetual motion machine."

Nothing can stop the Defiler's carnage until every last soul is harvested.

But now, the stinking pirate has figured out how this mature and deadly spellcasting system works.

He just needs a little more time to understand and practice the "soul charging" magic, so that he can imitate the polluter's spellcasting system and become the "monkey version" or "youth version of the polluter".

This will also be another upgrade of the Stinky Pirate's warlock magic system. Once he completes this enhancement, his spellcasting ability and magic destructive power will reach new highs.

Considering Black's identity as the "Hand of the Void", although his extreme destructive power when operating this spellcasting system cannot reach the level of Archimonde's destruction of heaven and earth, its corrosive and spiritual pollution capabilities Definitely better.

To sum up, this bright world is in trouble.

The smelly pirate is living here happily. The world of Azeroth is really too difficult.

"Ugh, corrupted souls are always at your fingertips."

Blake stood on the gorgeous platform of the wind elements. He maintained cool spell-casting movements to keep the blue-purple Legion's Grip burning. No wind element could break out of this burning area.

Yes, they do fly.

But there are more ferocious and deadly Salamani sisters in the sky, eyeing them.

After devouring Cho'gall's delicious anima, the lethality of the pair of swords has been sharpened, and they are now eager to compete for "who is the master's favorite sword girl?"

Wind elements that dare to take off will be pierced through the body by the black and white swords in an instant, and their elemental souls will be captured by Black and crushed on the spot to enhance the lethality of the continuously burning flames.

"I think he can sweep this place by himself."

The red panda Lili, who was holding a monk stick, was dumbfounded as Blake fought against the wind elemental army alone and gained the upper hand. This scene brought a terrible psychological shock to the young red panda.

Always fearless, she trembled and hid behind Uncle Chen. She stuck her head out and looked at the burning temple and the burned wind elements in front of her. She whispered:

"This pirate is so scary. Compared with him, these wind elements are like righteous warriors who defend their hometown. Gaboa, who always wants to mummify us, is a saint compared to him."

"Of course he is scary, he is the evil legend of the Endless Sea."

Lao Chen didn't care about the exaggerated battle scene in front of him.

The furry face of the legendary monk is full of calm under his hat. He has power but does not pursue power, nor is he afraid of power. This is the "state of mind" that Pandaren monks emphasize.

The mountain collapses in front of me, but my face does not change.

Lao Chen patted his niece on the head and said to her:

"He is your best teaching material! The meaning of his existence is to remind you not to be like him. But there is no need to reject his kindness, just like the principles you learned at Wuchen Temple.

The boundaries between black and white are not so obvious. They blend with each other to form this complex world. We must draw the strength of both sides from the blending of black and white. "

Lili nodded in understanding.

She looked to the side. The old dwarf Brian Bronzebeard didn't pay attention to the battle in front of him.

He was lying next to the pillar of the wind element platform, his eyes were shining, and he was mumbling words while taking the archaeologist's rubbing paper and rubbing the mysterious wind element symbol on it.

What a professional!

This will be a historical story of a race against time to obtain the wind element.

On a higher platform, Little Star and Seianni's efforts to persuade the storm dragon Alterus failed, and now they have entered the second stage of "physical persuasion."

The scene was extremely intense.

Sianni used her dragon body to fight the storm dragon in close combat, while the injured Little Star used dragon language magic to hinder Alterus from changing the airflow to strengthen herself, and cheered Sianni at the same time.

Without the enhancement of airflow power, the Storm Dragon was obviously at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

But that doesn't mean it's weak.

It can only be said that Seanigosa is too strong.

In the previous Qiraji battle, this Blue Dragon Lady was a powerful being who single-handedly destroyed a team of Anubisas obsidian dog-headed giants.

When it comes to close combat, apart from General Sapphiron, there is probably no one among the current blue dragons who can be her opponent.

Moreover, this strange Blue Dragon Girl has mastered the wild tactics of throwing magic and melee combat, and is used to bloodshed and pain. It can be seen from the scars on her body that she actually does not take the elegance of the Blue Dragon seriously. Something happened.

She prefers to fight furiously like a black dragon.

This fighting posture that is extremely inconsistent with the style of the blue dragon is probably related to Seanigosa's experience when she was stolen from the dragon's nest by the evil black dragon when she was a young dragon, and she was used as a "guinea pig" for a period of time.

To use Blake's words to evaluate Seianni's fighting posture, it is a "mad dog-style" fighting method.

But this is not a bad thing, it goes well with the weak little star.

"Hey, are you done?"

After burning all the wind elements on the platform to death, Blake stood in the midst of the scorched elemental debris and shouted to the platform above. He levitated his magic eyeballs up and prepared to use the death light eye to help.

The magic given by this heart energy is good at everything. It is quick to use and has great destructive power. It is especially good at clearing enemy lines. However, its biggest problem is that it puts a huge load on the eyeballs when it is released.

Black's magic eyeballs become very hot every time they shoot out the dead rays, and need to be cooled down before using again.

Of course, he can also use his own eyes to release his eyes.

But the pirates are not willing to risk becoming blind to use it, although Azeroth's famous "Blind Mutual Aid Society" Illidari would definitely welcome Black to join.

Just when the pirate's eyeballs floated above the platform, Seianni, who was seeing the huge and handsome storm dragon turned into a dead dog and being roared in anger, used its armed dragon claws to hold its head and violently smashed it against the pillar.

In just a few clicks, the pillars of the platform were smashed, and several of the storm dragon's teeth were broken.

"Ouch!"

Seianni roared to the sky, and the storm dragons that came to save the leader around the shaking platform did not dare to approach, while the little star stretched out its broken wings and roared in a decent manner.

It was like serving as a background for the winner, but her roar was full of pride.

She also threatened several surrounding storm dragons in dragon language, saying that if they did not follow her, her guards would crush the defeated Alterus to death on the spot.

Little Xingxing really figured out this wave of tricks.

This also made the pirate feel relieved. He retracted his eyes and looked at the other platform deep in the clouds. He could see the thunderstorm shining faintly, and a large piece of wind element was moving towards that side to support him.

It should be that Gaboa is about to defeat the Grand Prime Minister of the Wind Element stationed on the other side.

"You stay here and don't move around!"

The pirate turned to the people behind him and said:

"Especially when the sky wall seal is broken, don't do anything extra to attract attention. Just be a spectator for the rest of the time.

I'll go outside for a walk. "

"???"

Old Chen looked at Blake in surprise and asked:

"Where are you going? This is the elemental territory. The material world does not extend here. Once you get lost here, no one can find you back."

"I'll tell you the truth."

The pirate shrugged and said casually:

"Although the Wind Rider and I have never met, there is already a little conflict between us. If it finds me here, you will be dead today.

I have to hide before it breaks.

This is for your own good.

As for getting lost, I think instead of worrying about this, you should worry about whether I will die of drunkenness because of too much alcohol. Coming to Sky Wall is the same as going home.

You know how to go even with your eyes closed. "

After saying that, the pirate walked to the edge of the cloud platform, opened his arms and looked down, then jumped and fell into the thick clouds as if he committed suicide.

The blue bat wings opened after a few seconds, carrying the pirates swinging towards the deepest platform on the top of the swirling cloud.

Where there was moonlight, his figure disappeared into the moonlight as if "melting". Now even Lao Chen could no longer capture the pirate's aura.

This also gave the legendary monk a more intuitive understanding of Black's stealth ability.

He made up his mind.

If there is a possibility of being hostile to Black in the future, he must not choose a battlefield with moonlight in the dark night. Fighting pirates in that environment is simply asking for death.

Ten minutes later, the cursed pirate king Gaboa led his group of powerful thugs and rushed to the last platform where the sky altar was located, cheering.

They are already prepared to deal with the high-level wind lord stationed here,

But after struggling to pass through the elemental defense line that looked like stars falling from the sky, all that came into view was the incomplete remains of the Wind Lord.

The armor of the wind lord with an anthropomorphic body was still shining with lightning and entangled in the breeze, but its terrifying body had dissipated.

On top of the remains, the stinking pirate Black was sitting.

The latter had his legs crossed and a pipe in his mouth. The black owl's war helmet was placed at hand. On the elemental body under his buttocks, there was still a gleaming thunderous Wolf's Edge war spear.

After seeing Gaboa and his group appear, Black spread his arms in a welcoming gesture. In his clasped left hand, there was a ball of lavender anima that only he could see.

"I think if I take the initiative, the resentment in your heart will dissipate a little when you pay the reward. Also considering that challenging the 'Caliphate of Breeze' is still a bit difficult for you third-rate pirates, so I helped a little bit.

You shouldn't scold me for stealing your opponent, right? "

Blake asked cheerfully.

A huge smile appeared on the face of the Gaboya troll.

He didn't answer, but gave the pirate a thumbs up. He thought it was great to have this psychotic pirate here. He rubbed his hands and took off the Stormcaller crown on his head, and approached the sky altar.

The old troll is about to break the seal of the Sky Wall.

The stinky pirate stood up, stretched, took a few steps back, and disappeared into the moonlight.

"Wow"

The moment the evil crown in Gaboa's hand approached the storm-forged sky altar, gloomy lightning swayed high in the palace above the clouds.

The core power belonging to the Wind Rider was forcibly taken away by the ancient gods, and continuously poured into the sky altar from the Storm Summoner's crown.

While the seal was still in effect, Al'Akir, the wind rider in the sky wall, was successfully awakened on the edge of the material world. It felt that the elemental realm seal that was no longer stable was shaking.

The Stormcaller Crown, the Sky Altar and the Wind Rider form a wonderful connection, like a wedge being driven hard into the invisible elemental seal.

Increasingly violent thunder and wind rolled to announce that a king was about to return to this world.

They are roaring!

The winds of the whole world are responding to the majesty of the monarch at this moment.

They became wild and unruly. They swept across Mount Hyjal and the city of Lordaeron, blowing the enchantment of Quel'Thalas and causing blizzards in the snowy mountains of Dun Morogh.

The merciless thunderstorm then fell, destroying the spire of the newly built Stormwind Cathedral, and leaving an ugly scar on the Black Dragon Throne in Blackstone Mountain, reflecting Nefarian's shocked face.

The endless sea reflected the earth-shattering sky. Under the deep water of Vashj'ir, the tide hunter Neptulon, who was still purifying the trident of the abyss, suddenly raised his head.

That blurry face was full of indifference and disgust.

After it, the second elemental monarch is about to break the seal, but why Al'Akir?

Why is it!

It would be much better to replace it with stone mother.

Well, thinking about it on the other hand, it's a lucky thing that it was Al'Akir and not Ragnaros who broke the seal.

"I summon you! Great Windrider, Great Heart of the Sky!"

In the light of thunder and lightning, the old troll Gaboa drew out the extremely gorgeous troll sailor sword from his waist. He shouted like crazy towards the increasingly gray light at the end of the sky:

"With my humble dedication, the Sky Wall will return to the world today to show your power. Let me share your majesty!"

"boom"

Gaboa's sailor sword struck hard, hitting the Stormcaller's crown.

The evil object whose power was extracted is no longer as strong as it was in the past. As the blade cuts down, the beautiful crown shatters.

The essence of the wind that was imprisoned roared into the end of the sky. Al'Akir got back the power it had taken away, and the return of this power also hit the already overwhelmed seal.

There was a soft clicking sound, which was drowned in the sound of the thunderstorm.

The entire sky illuminated by the storm and thunder cracked like broken glass, and in the next moment, surrounded by the storm, a huge figure was formed.

The moment it waved the elemental blade in its hand, the whole world screamed in surrender.

Ah, prisoner of countless hours, after a long and boring imprisonment, the Wind Rider is back.

What a strong wind!

Follow my orders!