Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1259 9. Velen: It seems like a terrible mistake for me to expect his arrival——[2425]

Facts have proved that Black has a very clear understanding of his "industry".

His judgment before the battle was surprisingly accurate.

In the first round of attacks by more than forty giant thunder elephants sweeping across the dock, hundreds of Black Spirit pirates died under the trampling of the thunder elephants controlled by the extremely brave defenders.

This powerful wave of impact instantly stunned the trash pirates on the dock. Except for the evil orcs whose brains were burned by evil energy and were still fighting, the bastards of other races dispersed as soon as the massacre started.

Even the ogre pirates fled in disarray along with the cowardly and cunning fallen arakkoa and the traitors of the draenei who saw that the situation was not good. They all wished that their parents had lost two legs.

The manager of the dock is an eredar demon who has been "promoted".

The latter saw a group of garrison officers shining with holy light, running rampant in the dock with a completely different violent attitude from the past, and suddenly trembled in fear.

He thought that a large force of Draenei had landed on the island. These were just the forward troops, which was why they were so impressive.

Thinking that he had betrayed his tribe and turned to the devil, he would definitely be tortured if he was caught. The cowardly bastard immediately shrank in shame and released teleportation magic to teleport himself away.

What's even more embarrassing is that this guy didn't sound the attack siren on the pier when he ran away, so the pirates in other places didn't know what happened at the pier.

Let alone come to support.

But soon, other pirates scattered on Ashland Island no longer had to consider whether to support this issue.

Because they too were attacked.

The Demon Hunters took advantage of the darkness to sneak into their camp, kill the leader and then disappear. The Fallen Watchers also placed dwarf bombs everywhere and detonated them all. The fear caused by the exploding fires around the island gave Black Spirit a The pirates create a sense of powerlessness as all-out war breaks out.

Darkness has become the best disguise and helper for the invaders.

In the pitch-black night, the garbage pirates had no idea how many intruders there were. They only sensed danger from all directions.

The anxious mood in the dark night quickly turned into heavy pressure, and the pressure brought mass panic, especially after the pirate commander was "accurately named", the pirates who did not receive any instructions became helpless. Head fly.

As they scurried about in the night, Xal'atath ordered the mantid to join the battlefield, and where had the bastards of Draenor seen such terrifying and bloodthirsty alien bug-men?

Their large-scale activities in the dark night are like hunting wolves. Death often comes from the sky without any warning. When the sickle blade and amber sword come together, a life will be taken away, leaving behind a group of people who are frightened and crazy. The scum of Draenor running around.

Mantids are best at this hunting tactic.

They deliberately make a piercing buzz by flapping their wings in the dark. When they prey, they will actively scream and scream, and torture the injured to let their wails out.

This kind of monster that haunts the night quickly extinguished the last fire of fighting spirit in the hearts of the Black Spirit pirates.

Less than thirty minutes after landing, the increasingly heavy panic finally turned into a large-scale rout in the depressing atmosphere deliberately created by Blake.

When things reach this point, the victory is determined!

No one knows pirates better than pirates. Once a group like this that seriously lacks organization and discipline breaks out, it will be hopeless. No one can restore the morale of the frightened pirates in a short time.

How difficult is this?

It's so difficult that even great pirates like Black couldn't do it.

"Hahaha, I like this new world so much. It's full of cowards who can be slaughtered. Hahaha, I don't even need to jump too far when I hunt them down."

The most insane and bloodthirsty butcher in Klaxxi Yingji, the Gluttonous Locust, was flying around at low altitude.

Its ferocious claws held the head of a female Draenei pirate whose half of the head had been bitten off. The mouthparts in her mouth were all red and white.

This bloodthirsty killer targeted a fallen arakkoa who was hiding in the grass and shivering.

The recurved sickle blade on its arm popped out, and it threw away its half-eaten head and jumped over with a whoosh. After the lightning-fast slash and the victim's short and urgent scream, its strange scream of excitement rang out in the dark night.

The madman Yingjie who was best at inflicting fear on the enemy was still shouting:

"Praise be to the Ancient Ones! Long live the Dark Lord! This weak world belongs to the Mantid!"

This scream made Sirdan, the Draenei defender who followed Blake to the central area of ​​​​Ashran, feel uncomfortable all over. This paladin who believed in the Holy Light looked at the noisy and frightening night around him.

At this moment, he even felt a little pity for these fleeing pirates.

These people who advocated violence encountered opponents a thousand times more brutal than themselves. Their defeat was already doomed when Blake focused his attention on them.

"You actually still feel sorry for these pirates"

Black was walking in front of him with the Alpha Wolf in his hands, and then kicked the big wolf Frostclaw, which was shaking its head behind him, to let it go hunting quickly and make its own midnight snack tonight.

Amid the dissatisfied howl of the big wolf, he turned back to the silent Serdan and said:

"When the orcs slaughtered you, did they feel sorry for you? You Draenei people are good at everything, but you will always have untimely weakness in your soul.

Compassion and empathy are virtues, but empathizing with anyone is a disease!

And I have noticed before that your perception is much sharper than ordinary people. Becoming a Paladin is a waste of your talent.

Moreover, the Holy Light you believe in has not been able to protect your people in the past thirty painful years. I think this is somewhat of a revelation.

Only by blending into darkness can we reach places that light cannot reach and do things that light cannot.

Have you always been in pain?

Serdan Defender, seeing your people being massacred but unable to do anything, I think you have been thinking about what went wrong, but your heart wrapped in holy light is destined to not get the answer.

Look, you don’t understand darkness and have never been exposed to darkness, so how can you protect the people behind you when darkness strikes?

You have to integrate it, learn it, and master it.

Then you can check and balance it!

I think the dead Draenei should be able to teach you this truth. You also want to kill all those hateful orcs, right?

But as a paladin, you are asked to forgive and forgive.

Why?

Why should you forgive the perpetrator after you were hurt? Has the Holy Light ever explained to you why it is so partial? I think there shouldn't be, otherwise you wouldn't be so entangled in your heart.

go.

There is a group of frightened evil orcs hiding in the house in front. They seem to be preparing to attack me. They are really committing a heinous crime. Go ahead and kill them all!

Will there be any psychological shadow after the victim retaliates with justice against the perpetrator?

I think you shouldn't feel guilty when you kill orcs, right? "

"bass"

The silent defender unsheathed his sword, took out a heavy shield inlaid with large gems, and bravely kicked open the door of the dilapidated house in front of him and rushed in while Blake watched.

Soon, the screams of the orcs and the roar of the garrison officer were heard inside.

"Congratulations, little master, you have snatched back a hopeful soul from the Holy Light. You have planted the seeds of darkness in his hesitant and entangled heart. When the seeds take root and sprout, you will harvest a soul in the darkness. followers.

This may be the first time the Draenei have truly entered the shadows after the Holy Light, Evil Energy, and Void.

But the Light was affecting them, there was no doubt about it. "

Xal'atas lazily said in Black's ear:

“I don’t need to look into their souls to know that the holy power made them embark on a path of peace, but also made them weak and blindly obedient.

These guys are troublesome, little master.

They are born with the blessing of the Holy Light. Allowing them to enter Azeroth will greatly increase the power of the Holy Light in your hometown. I need to tell you what the worlds I have seen in the past that are completely enveloped by the Holy Light will eventually become. Like? "

"unnecessary."

The pirate snorted and said:

"I know very well the impact that excessive concentration of Holy Light will have on a world. I will watch them. Don't worry. Yo, our Black Knight is planning to escape.

What a bunch of bastards.

When encountering a strong enemy, he doesn't even want his own home.

These losers have made little progress in the past six months, which is really disappointing! Do you think I should throw these poor students who dropped out of the 'Azeroth Pirate Academy' back into the endless sea to review?

Letting them hang around like this is an embarrassment to our profession.

It also makes my face dull. "

"Oh my god, little master, you are so cruel! They will be eaten up and wiped clean by all kinds of pirates when they go back."

Xal'atath smiled brightly and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Not to mention the undead pirates who are preparing for a decisive battle with the Alliance Navy in the North Sea. The cursed pirates who roam the South Sea can bring down storms from the sky and crush them.

Although the Blackwater Pirates formed by the goblin plutocrats recruited heroes from all walks of life are in the ascendant, they are more than enough to bully them. Even the Blood Sail Pirates who have already sunk into the sunset can still handle them casually.

Gee, looking at it this way, the pirate industry in Azeroth is really booming. "

“It’s because of the volume that this industry has become so brilliant.”

The stinky pirate laughed, his figure disappeared into the shadows, and then appeared in front of two black knights who were escaping on horseback with a group of guards in the flickering black shadows.

When he appeared, he turned his body to attract the blow of the Moon God with a whirlwind of blades. The bright moonlight swung down like a sword, and smashed a third of the opponent's servants in one encounter.

"boom"

The scorching leader of the wolf was leaning on the ground. Blake flicked his fingers and threw out the dark green eyes of death. The dazzling green light jumped several times and drew a net of death in the dark night.

After two consecutive attacks, only two black knights were left standing, their poor horses smashed to pieces.

There is no horse left.

How miserable.

"The third and ninth sons of the Black Spirit Pirates, you are so rude!"

When the big bear walked out of the natural gate next to the pirate with heavy bear steps, Blake said in a bad tone to the two desperate black knights in front of him:

"You are not even as polite as Lao Qi. At least you would call me by my name before I died in pain, but you two are not even willing to call me 'Your Excellency'.

Also, where are you going with my treasure?

What a nasty thief!

Dajiao, come on!

Bite them! "

——

After a night of chaos, dawn came belatedly, and the first ray of sunshine seemed unable to bear to see the tragic situation on the Ashland Island, so today's sunshine was extra cold, which made the chilly island feel gloomy.

Very uncomfortable.

A group of Draenei defenders wanted to ask Black for an explanation, but their leader Sirdan blocked them from the pirate's "new official residence".

"Cirdan! Get out of the way!"

A female defensive officer shouted angrily:

"I can understand the principle of eradicating evil, and I have no sympathy for these damn pirates. But killing them is one thing, desecrating the corpse is another!"

"Yes! They are already dead, just burn their bodies."

Another old garrison officer also said to Sirdan with a tone that he couldn't bear to look at:

"Go and have a look in the valley next to you. Holy light is above. I followed the prophet across the sea of ​​​​stars and have never seen such a terrifying scene. Those mantids

They're feeding the bugs with the carcasses!

Damn it!

That scene made me sick, it was so evil! The teachings of the Holy Light prevent us from allowing such a thing to happen! "

"Look around you! Fellow citizens!"

Cirdan's face also looked very ugly.

He finally understood the meaning of Blake's emphasis on him before setting off, but the garrison officer rejected the compatriots' request for an explanation at this time.

He whispered:

"Let's take a look, do you think the Holy Light will look at such a place?

There is no Holy Light here, brothers and sisters, when Lord Velen asked us to help Lord Black, don’t you think the prophet predicted all this?

The Prophet knew that this was something we draenei could never do.

Massacre, revenge, exterminate them as they exterminated us! We can't do it, but Mr. Black can do it, and he has no bottom line.

To be honest, when I saw those monsters in the dark devouring these brutal bastards last night, I actually felt a twisted sense of relief in my heart.

I know this is wrong.

But I couldn't control myself. "

Serdan covered his face, with a kind of low pain and sadness, and a sense of weakness, and persuaded his compatriots:

"Go back, I have been affected, but you can still be saved. Go back to our temple with our kindness, and keep silent about everything that happened today and last night.

The scourge of the Black Spirit Pirates has been eliminated, and the road to the Dark Portal is safe.

Send our people out of this hopeless world and send them to make their home in the new world.

Protect them as before, no, protect them harder than before. After all, it is our incompetence as protectors that causes our fellow citizens to suffer. "

"Hey! What are you still doing here?"

Blake poked his head out from the second floor of the stone building and shouted to the garrison officers gathered below:

"Why don't you go carry the nutrients of the insect swarm? Are you too busy? You are still in the mood to talk here. Do you want me to find something for you to do?"

Under the angry gazes of all the defensive officers who wanted to kill, Blake leisurely took out a green apple and put it to his mouth and took a bite.

Juice splashed everywhere.

He looked at the draenei below with a strange sense of amusement.

He also lengthened his voice and said:

"Or do you also want to be like Cirdan and start thinking about becoming an apprentice of the "Dark Templar" faction under the Uncrowned One? Come in if you are interested.

I will take a moment to explain to you what I see as the Dark Temple.

Suffering in the darkest night, looking forward to and guiding the coming of dawn.

bring it on.

I know you want to hear it.

This class is free. "