Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1117 213. Old Hemet must have destroyed the world in his previous life to offend you in this life - [920]

The city named Astrana is the largest Kaldorei settlement in Kalimdor besides Mount Hyjal, with more than 400,000 elven civilians living here.

The city was built on a long and narrow island in the middle of a lake.

At night, the ancient trees around the city and the moonwells in the city are emitting a quiet light, and the moonlight falling from the forest shrouds the city, filling this huge elven city with a sense of harmony.

It does not have the bustle of a human city, nor the hustle and bustle of orcs gathering together, but it is indeed another proof of the power of civilization, representing peace and quietness over time.

It's a pity that tonight, this city and this forest are destined to be unable to calm down.

Because some asshole and another bunch of assholes decided to start a war here.

Black Shaw has issued a declaration of war, and Rendehui has also responded directly to it.

"Black Shaw! The villain who destroys nature, the bastard who destroys order, the genocidal butcher who is complicit with Hemet Nesingwari! You have escaped the punishment of nature for too long, today!

Just today!

The wrath of nature has arrived!

lay down your weapon!

Repent! "

Before Blake could appreciate the elegance and beauty of Astrana, a roar sounded above the forest corridor.

A bandit who looked like a robber appeared on the scene. Following the righteous scolding of Isolarius, the leader of the Rende Society, a "judgment group" of more than four archdruids and thirty high-level druids descended from the sky.

Some of them maintain their elven form, some have transformed into giant bears or cheetahs, some are summoning tree men to help in the battle, and there are three cute "big cuckoos" in the crowd.

Well, that is the moonlight owl form that is closest to the caster in the transformation magic of the druids.

Owl beasts, known as "Moon Beasts", are very strange creatures. They have bird-like bodies but are very fat, have wings as short as arms but cannot fly, and have owl-like faces but antlers.

Wearing thick fur, he walks in human form.

Because I am too fat, I always have a naive feeling when I walk.

Elves regard them as pets of the moon god, and not just because they are cute.

Also because moonkin are born with the ability to use natural magic. As beasts blessed by the moon god Elune, some old moon beasts can even use simple moon magic.

The druids learned from such magical beasts and obtained the moonkin form that enhanced their spellcasting, but not all druids would choose the moonkin form.

Only those druids who believe in the way of nature and also respect and believe in the moon god Elune will use the moonkin form as their main fighting stance.

After all, looking at the cute and fat posture of the owl beast, you can tell that these guys are completely bad at melee combat. They sacrificed their sharp claws and wildness for the ability to cast spells.

It is a special form that requires the assistance of other melee companions to exert its most destructive power.

Black really didn't know before that there were actually owl beast druids in the Rende Society, which made him feel that these guys in front of him were a bit tricky.

Once the owl beast druids join forces to release the forbidden magic, he will really be beaten by these druids who swarm him.

The herd of beasts formed by the Rendehui surrounded the pirates and the orcs almost instantly.

They move quickly and quickly. This forest is full of natural energy. This is their home field and they have a numerical advantage. It is completely impossible to lose!

"Capture without mercy!"

Isolarius, who was holding the staff of wild nature, stared at Blake who was riding the hell horse. He yelled loudly and energetically:

"Your surrender will prevent a brutal battle, Blackshaw! Look around you, you have no chance of winning!

We won't torture you, that's not how druids behave, but after we capture the damned Hemet Nesingwary, I will lock you up with your villainous friends.

In this way, during the long thousand years of imprisonment, you can at least persuade each other and share your repentance to nature! "

"First of all, my relationship with old Hemet is not that good yet!"

Faced with the persuasion to surrender, the stinky pirate raised one finger and shook it, correcting Isolarius's wrong statement, then stretched out a second finger and said:

"Secondly, it's not enough to get so many people to make me surrender! What I mean is, even if you can't find Malfurion Stormrage, you should at least call on Fandral Staghelm to give you a show.

Finally, I don’t see Omulon the Sky-roaring One among you.

This is good.

It seems that there are still calm ones in the Cenarion Order. "

While the pirates and druids were confronting each other, Grom Hellscream rode on the wolf and drew out the Bloodhowl with a swipe. He had no intention of helping the stinky pirates.

He just simply wanted to kill a few people for fun.

But he was stopped by Brooks.

Under the leadership of the old orc, the orcs distanced themselves from Black. Kane, who wanted to step forward to help, was dragged away by Hamuul, the wise bull.

The stinking pirate doesn't need any help at all.

Just look at the sinister smile on his face and his bad behavior of continuing to provoke the druids even though he was surrounded.

He thinks he can win!

"You sent your 'good intentions' in front of me, but I crushed them. What should you do in the face of a big bad guy like me?

Come on, everyone, come and play. "

The stinky pirate rode on his hell horse and taunted the druids around him:

"I'm right here. The destroyer of nature and the trampler of order in your eyes is right here. Come and catch me. Look, I don't have a weapon in my hand, so you don't have to be afraid.

Come, come closer, come closer.

right.

That's it! "

Under the stunned gaze of Hisari Black Crow, the pirate seemed to have accepted his fate and did not struggle at all. He even allowed the vines called by the druids to wrap him up and imprison him in place.

A group of druids roared and rushed towards the surrounded Black. Archdruid Isolarius was even more happy and wanted to declare victory on the spot.

But when they came within ten yards of the pirates, the seal held in the imprisoned pirate's left hand suddenly erupted.

"boom"

Amidst the loud noise that shook the earth, a large-scale air blast was thrown by Blake.

The special skill from Archimonde the Defiler showed almost brutal destructive power at this moment.

In the weird smile of Grom Hellscream who was watching from behind, the vines restraining the stinky pirates were torn apart in an instant, and sawdust flew everywhere. All the druids around him were dancing and being blasted by the air blast technique in an instant. Throw high into the sky.

This harmless air blast abandons destructive power and puts all its power into propulsion and flight, making its magical nature nearly irreversible.

A large group of bears, leopards, and tree men were thrown into the sky. They danced and danced. The most comical ones were the big Gugu. They tried their best to wave their arms in the air, letting their short wings bring up the airflow to support them from falling. .

This is also a skill.

The natural magic called "Flapping Wings"

Don't laugh, don't think it's circus-like, but it does work.

However, these guys who were thrown into the sky were all druids, and a simple fall would not hurt them. After being thrown into the high altitude, the druids reacted and turned into flying storm crows.

The thing is, Black has always been good at combos.

The moment the air blast took effect, a large-scale shadow wrath crashed into the sky, and a purple Hand of Black meteorite was summoned down with a snap of fingers.

"Get away!"

The three Gugu Druids fluttering their wings in the air roared, and together they summoned the magical moonfire to fall, smashing the strange purple meteorite into pieces in the air.

The three magic spells thrown by Black seemed not enough to seriously injure these prepared druids, but the moment the meteorite was shattered in the air by several druids using the moonfire spell, the pirate's eyes blinked.

He saw what he wanted to see.

The beacons of sin that were imposed on the Druids of the Rende Society shone brightly, and each one was many times larger than the beacon of sin of the idiot Fenner.

In the pirate's eyes, the sky at this moment was shrouded in blood-red mist.

"I am not the one who should be judged tonight. Look at how you sinful souls were seduced by a little fool and sent to your door stupidly.

If I hadn't known that my pet hated me, I would have almost thought that she was deliberately cooperating with me to dig holes for you.

It turns out.

She's just too stupid, so.

Self-defeating. "

With a disdainful tone, Blake once again formed a seal of the air blast technique. The sign of sin had taken effect. The crimes on them were so terrible that they were even comparable to those heinous scum.

That is no longer a pain that a normal soul can endure.

Judging from the scale of the Beacon of Sin, as long as the pirates attack again, these guys will die instantly due to the release of sin.

The pirate glanced at the dull-looking black-feathered falcon on his arm and said softly:

“My little darlings, keep a good watch on them and I’ll beat them up or accidentally kill them, but that’s what happens when you try to play with dark wisdom.

There is hatred for me in your heart. It is a bad emotion that is not worthy of praise, nor is it a beautiful sin.

You haven't discovered this deadly threat yet.

Every action you take out of hatred will only make you more like me. This makes me very curious. When you were a child, didn't your adults teach you to stay away from bad guys? "

"don't want!"

Miss Black Crow was horrified.

Although she didn't know how Black planned to harvest the lives of so many druids at once, she undoubtedly believed Black's threat.

She didn't want to bet that the stinky pirate couldn't do such a horrible thing. Her reason told her that Black was fully capable of killing as he claimed.

She turned into an elf form and grabbed Blake's wrist that was about to release magic, and begged:

"I just think."

"Are you kidding me?"

Blake interrupted her and said with a wink:

"Before the bad thing turned into despair, everyone thought it was just a joke, but unfortunately, I took it seriously, so..."

"Black, leader of the pack. Captain! No!"

Miss Black Crow happily changed her name, causing the pirate's murderous eyes to soften in an instant.

That's what he wanted to hear.

As for the lives of these bastards in front of him, he didn't care at all.

Anyway, with the "reverse behavior" of Rendehui, these guys will die sooner or later because they get into other troubles. It's just a matter of time.

Ding!

The Crumb Pirate cast [Tame Technique] on Hisari Black Crow.

He dispersed the seal of the fatal air blast technique and let the druids who had been injured by the beacon of sin fall from the sky. He patted Miss Black Crow's short hair and said in a comfortable tone:

"That's good. Okay, okay, it's just a joke. I overreacted and scared you. Don't cry. I just really want to teach you something."

I really have no intention of bullying you. In fact, I am not angry at all for your little scheme.

Look, I'm still laughing. "

Blake took out a handkerchief and threw it to the elf girl who was covering her face and sobbing.

I don’t know what went wrong, but since the relationship between the two parties was made clear, Hisari Black Crow seemed to have suddenly turned into a crybaby.

"You! What did you do to us?"

Black did not harm the druids of the Rende Society, but their condition at this time was very, very bad.

The curse of condensed sins has been imposed on these guys. Before they truly realize their sins and choose to pay off, every echo of wrong ideas in their minds will bring them both physical and mental pain.

The most desperate thing is that the curse of sin unleashed by the stinky pirate himself is not fatal.

But the pain it brings is permanent.

Not even Black himself could dispel it.

Its destructive power only depends on how serious the damned are about repentance and atonement.

For a group of bastards who act in extreme ways and firmly believe that they have the truth, this is simply the "ultimate torture king". It can only be said to be the evil magic from Revendreth.

It was born to torture.

"You shouldn't ask me what I did to you."

Blake looked at the group of druids of the Rende Society who were tortured by sin and could not even stand up. The effect of these guys' curses when taking effect was the most outstanding he had ever seen.

He shook his head, mounted his hell horse again, and said condescendingly to the Archdruid Isolarius, who was supporting his body with his staff and staggering to keep himself from falling:

"You should be asking the right questions, like how does nature feel about the things you do in its name?

Take it easy, friends.

This curse is not fatal. As long as you can endure the pain, you can continue to enjoy eternal life.

You can repent to the will of nature, which will make you feel much better and allow you to get back on track with the way of nature. Or, you can endure the pain from your heart and continue on your path of 'punishment'.

I firmly believe that pain can sharpen your will, and maybe you will get a steel-like soul. "

The stinky pirate pulled up the reins of his horse, and while the hell horse roared with fire from its nostrils, he patted Isolarius' trembling shoulder.

Say softly:

"But please remember, this magic is not designed to kill. The only reason for its existence is to make sinners realize their mistakes.

The more stubborn the guy is, the stronger the effect of this magic will be.

Take you for example, every time you do something bad in the name of nature, your soul will suffer a heavy blow! The crazier and more stubborn you are, the deeper and stronger your pain will be.

At the midnight of every confession, it will come to you like a ghost and have a long and tortured conversation with you.

I would like to see whether you are tortured to death by your terrible sin first, or whether a hopeless guy like you can be led back to the right path.

Well, old Hemet will be very happy to hear this news. Maybe he will make another pair of boots for me to express his gratitude.

Is there anything you want to say? "

Facing the pirate's inquiry, the miserable Isolarius gritted his teeth and said hoarsely:

"If this curse is really as magical as you say, then give Hemet Nesingwari one too! If the butcher who never wakes up is willing to atone for his sins, I..."

"understood."

Before the Arch Druid could finish speaking, the pirate snapped his fingers and said happily:

"Let's just say this."

Seeing him walking away, Archdruid Isolarius' eyes widened.

Hey, I haven't finished speaking yet, what do you know?

You bastard!

Let me finish!

Although I don’t know how you understand this sentence, it definitely doesn’t mean what I want to say. Bastard!