Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1256 6. The nightmare reappears, it belongs to me - monthly ticket plus updates [2125]

While Blake was having a "friendly conversation" with the seventh Black Knight Felton, in the dark clouds above the Sea of ​​Fel and filled with corrosive winds, a raid formation was advancing rapidly.

For this raid, the Draenei defenders of the Tahamat Temple donated their precious spiritual dragons.

This is the last remaining air defense force of the local draenei.

Of course, although these strange creatures are called "dragons", they do not have the majesty of giant dragons. They are more like enlarged versions of the elven dragons that accompany the Kaldorei elves in the world of Azeroth.

Like a cross between a winged lizard and a gecko.

Of course, draenei spirit dragons are very cute creatures. They are good companions of the draenei people brought from the world of Argus.

These spirit dragons have colorful wings and bodies, curled tails and a pair of cute Kaziran eyes. The most peculiar thing is that spirit dragons, like chameleons, can disguise themselves according to different environments.

In addition to being cute, they can also spit out holy breath to attack the enemy. They are brave and loyal. Unfortunately, in the massacre of the orcs, many of the spirit dragon nests were also destroyed.

Nowadays, the Draenei don't have many spirit dragon knights left.

Now, these few spiritual dragons are flying in the air with difficulty carrying all the Illidari Demon Hunters in an "overloaded" attitude.

Not only is the cute and round body full of people, there are even four demon hunters "hanging" under its four paws.

no way.

Although demon hunters have demon bat wings, they are not used for flying.

Except for demon hunters like Lord Illidan who have been exposed to evil energy for a long time and have mutated their bodies and can solidify their wings, other people's wings are used for short-range gliding and for them to make some dangerous attacks.

Led by the matriarch of the armored spirit dragon, these fully loaded spirit dragons moved little by little over the five ships of the Black Spirit Pirates.

Archbishop Nellie, who was wearing flying goggles, moved her neck and pulled out the sonic spear from behind. She turned back to the defense officer Serdan who picked up the weapon behind her and said:

"You stay in the sky and command the spirit dragon to provide us with fire support. The Illidari and I will carry out assault operations! Since Black Prophet needs these ships, and he himself has taken on the most dangerous task of luring the enemy, we must not Let him down."

"Well, please be safe."

Vindicator Sirdan, who also wears flying goggles, has a resolute face. This Vindicator is actually a gentle man. Like Velen, he still seeks peace even after suffering terrible treatment.

But this peace is not for demons and their thugs.

"We are the vanguard!"

The sufferer Alturis drew out the moon blade and stood up from behind the spiritual dragon. The cold demon hunter commander blew a loud whistle, and in the next moment all the demon hunters were ready for an air assault.

As the victim was the first to jump from the high altitude, the remaining hunters followed him without hesitation and fell into the polluted sea below. The bravery and coldness of these blind elves shocked the draenei rangers.

She also picked up the parachute and carried it behind her back, and fell down with a leap of faith.

Soon, the rabble on the five pirate ships discovered the raiders approaching them quickly in the sky. These guys were screaming and running around on the ship.

Some people were hurriedly shooting weapons into the sky, some were shouting on the boat, and some were covering their ears and falling asleep, completely ignoring what was happening.

Those guys are just crazy!

If you fall from such a high sky, you will fall to death if you fall on a ship, if you fall into the polluted sea, you will be burned to death by evil energy pollution.

They're dead and don't need any extra attention.

Its chaotic organization is evident.

Such an opponent made the victims in the air frown. As a demon hunter who had come into contact with the undead pirates, he always thought that Black's curse words about the incompetent and useless pirates under his command were true.

But it wasn't until this moment that the victim realized that the undead pirates under Black's command were really elite pirates. Look at this group of scum in front of them.

This is a group of real waste landlubbers.

"Shua"

When falling close to the ship at high speed, the demon hunters all opened their bat wings, slowed down in one moment and retracted their bat wings in the next moment, landing on the deck like a sprint.

The victim fell to the ground with a vicious falling and stabbing gesture. The hearts of the two evil orcs in front of him had been pierced by the moon blade, and a group of pirates in front of him retreated in panic.

The demon hunter commander raised his head, the corners of his mouth curved to reveal terrifying canine teeth, and a slightly ferocious smile. Behind him, the demon hunters trained by Lord Illidan have begun a ruthless slaughter.

Just like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, it is unstoppable!

"puff"

Archbishop Nellie, who came down with a parachute, grabbed the war crossbow and pierced the head of the Khajiit in front of him, then swung the war spear and slaughtered a large area on the same spot, killing several disgusting iguana pirates. On the ground.

When the archbishop saw the ferocious demon hunter in front of him with his ruthless gestures, he thought of providing fire support. He took off a few high-explosive grenades made by Draenei craftsmen from his belt and prepared to throw them out.

But as soon as she raised her hand, her wrist was grabbed by the silent human hunter wearing a strange hood.

Lexa shook her head at her and said in a deep voice:

"Blake needs these ships and can't risk fire with bombs. You may not be familiar with Blake's style of doing things, let me explain it to you.

Don't make him angry when your relationship with him is not good enough.

Especially when there are so many treasures on the ship. "

"Oh, I made a mistake."

Archbishop Nellie nodded, put away the grenade, and followed Rexxar and his giant bear Misha into the cabin deep in the deck in front of them. The draenei chief ranger looked at the silent human in front of him. She always had a feeling. Strange feeling.

This powerful guy in front of me is hiding something.

"Hey, that orc with the camouflage magic! Come here! Come here quickly!"

Just as Lexa and Nelly swept into the lower cabin of the Curse, a sudden sound made Lexa raise her head suddenly. Deep in the dark cabin filled with various boxes, there was actually something still there. There is a cage.

And inside the cage, there was actually a Quel'dorei elf with scars all over his body tied up!

How come there are elves from Quel'Thalas in Draenor?

"Stop looking, come here quickly!"

The elf was more anxious than Lexa. He ignored his injuries and coughed hard and said:

"Quick! Send the news back to Azeroth and to the Sunstrider royal family. The Sacred Relic Association has lived up to expectations. We have found a powerful relic for our motherland!

But the Black Knights are chasing it.

We cannot let the power from the core of Draenor fall into the hands of demons. It is related to the future of this world. Hurry! Send the message back!

We need support, the Spellbreakers, the Farstrider Legion, the Phoenix Guards! No matter who it is, it must be! Must"

The elf was so excited.

In addition, he had been tortured for a long time, and he couldn't even finish his words when he was so excited that he fainted as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Rexxar hurriedly chopped open the cage with an ax and took the elf out. As soon as he turned around, a spear blade shining with cold light was pressed against Rexxar's neck.

The archbishop Nellie in front of him stared at him with an indifferent look and said:

"Are you an orc?"

"Yes, I am, but I don't have any ill intentions. Can you put away your gleaming weapon? Now is not the time for internal fighting, Misha!

Start softly! "

"boom"

——

"I've known for a long time that the Black Spirit Pirates have stretched their hips, but I didn't expect you guys to stretch your hips like this."

On the coast of Hellfire Peninsula, Black pulled the Wolf's Edge back from the convulsing head of the second draenei man whose head was smashed. The soul of the fallen man was about to escape, but was grabbed by the stinking pirate. .

The fingers were "grinded" to pieces as they moved.

In front of Blake's eyes, the five ships of the Black Spirit Pirates were already in chaos due to the successful raid. He could even see the panicked fools massacred by the demon hunters jumping madly into the polluted sea to try to escape for their lives.

Behind him, all the captain's guards brought by Felton had been killed.

Their corpses fell on the ruins of the small fishing village in the cemetery. Their blood soaked the dirty earth. Their souls were wailing, but they were trembling because of the dark power of the great warlock. They could only be killed by the flying black and white swords. Another piercing obliteration.

Felton is still fighting.

The seventh black knight was slapped back by the big horn's bear paw, and the cunning Frost Claw appeared from the darkness, tearing open the black knight's leg armor with the insidious attack from behind.

But the big wolf was disappointed to find that the black knight had no physical butt that could be ripped apart, so he could only vent his anger on Felton's neck and head with his claws.

The Seventh Black Knight was filled with fear.

He thought that by becoming a legendary pirate, he would be fearless.

But it turns out that although they are both legends, his legend and Blake's legend are really not on the same level.

"I'm not telling you, since you are in the pirate business, you have to do what you do and love what you do, and you have to choose something good when you choose a cannon fodder sailor.

Look at the trash you chose."

Black turned back with a disappointed expression, looking at the black knight who was beaten and abandoned by the two war beasts. He took up the lead of the wolf and said:

"Looking at your strength, I know that monopoly is not a good thing. Monopoly will make you unwilling to make progress. When you were bullied by me in Azeroth, you still had some ability to fight back.

You were still a little bit interesting back then.

But now, you can't even touch me in front of me. How can you continue like this? What else can the Lord Sargeras, whom I admire the most, expect you wastes to do for him? "

"Stop being so arrogant! Blake!"

The Black Knight never loses even if he loses. Even if he is pressed down and beaten by two war beasts, he still talks hard.

Felton shouted:

"I am immortal! Your humiliation will only make me stronger. I will laugh at the pain you have brought me. I will draw strength from the pain. Until one day, we will add ten to the humiliation you brought us. I’ll give it back to you twice as much!”

"Yes, yes, this is the feeling, this is the taste! This is right."

Blake grinned:

"Every time I killed you in the past, you would make a villain declaration like 'I will come back again.' This unyielding spirit of repeated defeats is the Black Knight I am familiar with.

Come on, tell me quietly, what good things have you 'treasure hunters' found recently?

Give me some, and maybe I'll let you go once I'm in a good mood, right? You know, I will find it even if you don’t tell me, so why ask for trouble? "

"Get out! You greedy devil!"

Blake's "reminder" finally made Felton realize something more terrifying than death.

He recalled the horrific humiliation they suffered at the hands of the foul pirates while in Azeroth.

The treasures they worked so hard to collect and present to Lord Sargeras would be swept away by this stinky pirate every time, and the feeling of powerlessness that was more terrifying than death returned to their hearts.

The nightmare of Azeroth reappears in Draenor!

They were going to be Blake's "self-propelled cash machines" again.

Damn it!

The news must be told to his brothers, the boss of Eredin must be prepared, and the treasures they plundered must be hidden!

right!

It must be hidden somewhere where the stinky pirates will never find it!

"puff"

Felton took the initiative to meet Blake's raised wolf's edge, letting the spikes on the halberd pierce his heart in a tragic gesture.

With howls, the seventh knight's body quickly dissipated like black quicksand, leaving only a set of tattered armor in place.

"Yes, that's right, even death is exactly the same as before! It's back! Everyone is back! The good old days are back, I feel it.

This trip to Draenor has become interesting.

I'm actually starting to look forward to the day when I open the Black Knight's treasure house. Gee, this feeling of getting something for nothing is really fascinating. "

Black stood there nervously. The little fishman rubbed his eyes and jumped out of the pocket on his waist. He rummaged through the pile of armor at his feet and soon found a dark crystal-like amulet.

The little murloc threw the talisman to Black unmotivated. The pirate picked it up and saw that it was a "Shadow Moon Emblem" that could provide magic and physical protection to the user.

A nice magic item.

In the past, it would definitely make the stinky pirate scream with excitement, but now his status no longer likes this thing.

He grabbed Felton's magic steel sledgehammer again, and purple light bloomed in front of his eyes. Black whistled, summoned his crazy angry guard Clinfran, and casually held the Shadow Moon emblem and the Tyrant's Great Hammer. Throw the hammer to it.

"Let's play with it."

The pirate waved his hand and said to the angry guard who looked happy after getting new weapons and accessories:

"Go and find a way to sneak into the local demon circle. You don't need to inquire about any information. Just find out about the evil orc forces nearby.

It would be even better if you can help me kill a few bosses. I will let Daglop be your dog-headed strategist. You two will cooperate well this time. If you do a good job, I will reward you greatly. "

"As you command, my generous and evil master."

The crazy Clinfran liked this order. He held up the heavy and destructive war hammer and asked in a low voice:

"I know you don't like it, my master, but can I eat the flesh and soul of my enemies here? The evil in this world makes me restless.

I can no longer stand the cruelty inside me, it is howling with the desire to kill and be killed. "

"As long as you have the ability not to be beaten to death, you can eat whatever you want. This is not a beautiful Azeroth, so don't ask me stupid questions that can only be asked by demons with bottom lines.

In a chaotic and disorderly world, only by letting yourself abandon all troublesome bottom lines can you live better, release yourself to your heart's content, and no longer need to be suppressed.

We need to start getting used to this fascinating law of the jungle.

We must learn to transform ourselves into the beasts of hope.

There is no holy light here, no nature, no elements, no moon god, no annoying rules, no rigid order, nothing here, no hope here.

Gee, I'm starting to like this disgusting world, but it needs a more advanced dark embellishment to make it more beautiful. "

Blake waved his hand.

Let this ruthless and cruel angry guard go away and cause massacre, and don't disturb his next operation of looking for treasures on the Black Knight's ship.

He glanced at the black knight armor at his feet, then looked at the ships in front of him that had been completely controlled, shook his head and said:

"Oh, Black Knights, you still don't understand. Only if you send more treasures to me can you cute and charming comic pirates live a better life.

There is no future for Kil'jaeden!

That guy isn't going to try to rescue you pathetic losers, that bastard is the worst boss in the universe, far worse than me.

Are you right, my lovely, cold and desperate inner demons? "