Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Before the ship docked, the firewood fleet was attacked by demons' firepower, but the demon hunters rushed forward and began to kill them the moment the opponent fired.

If these blind men's damage when facing other people is 100, then when facing demons, their combat power will be at least 500 or more.

With the charge of this group of lunatics, the Draenor pirates gained the upper hand in the landing battle as soon as they met.

Then Rexxar, who was riding armored Misha, also rushed into the demon-casting camp. When Misha violently knocked away the first demon guard, Rexxar's other three pets also roared to join the battlefield.

The eagle Spire roared out from the natural gate in the sky, and the porcupine King Hofer grunted and charged like a small tank, opening the way for Misha, who was very majestic today, to charge.

And Rexxar, the beast king, knows the key points of a surprise attack. The moment he sets foot in the Forged Demon Camp, he uses his ultimate move. The low roar of the beast spreads out in all directions with him as the center.

The mysteries of the galloping beasts were aroused, and the first people to respond to him were the flying insect lord Ayamis and her descendants. Large swaths of flying insects mixed with the mantids flew out of the fleet, and soon gathered into a swarm. A chilling power.

This killing force rushed towards the magic bats in the sky, and the greedy and hungry insects bit them all even in the air.

Well, this flesh and blood nourished by evil energy tastes really good.

It’s as refreshing as eating triple spicy turkey noodles!

Thanks to the activity of the demon hunters and the herd, Maimu's firewood fleet was finally able to reach the shore without being attacked by demonic firepower, but the wastes that would appear later were obviously not as brave as the forwards.

When they docked, these landlubbers who had previously surrendered to the Legion and volunteered to become the devil's henchmen held weapons in their hands, but their hands and feet were shaking with fear.

"Asshole, come on!"

The captains under Maimu were so angry that they waved their whips to drive them away.

But the effect is very poor.

The crew members were also helpless.

They wanted to complain that if they had had the courage to fight the devil before, they wouldn't have been reduced to being pirates' lackeys for the Black Knights, right?

These bastards didn't pee their pants when they saw the ferocious and terrifying demons in front of them. They mutinied on the spot, which was a great honor to their cruel new boss.

Although I know they are very crotch-stretching.

But pulling his hips like this also made Pirate King Maimu look dull. He took out his warhammer and walked towards a fallen arakkoa that was already limp on the ground, intending to cut open his skull on the spot to inject "pirate spirit" into his useless subordinates.

But when he swung the war hammer, Blake reached out to stop him.

There was no expression of anger or disappointment on the stinky pirate's face. He was still in the mood to comfort Maimu and said:

"Think on the bright side, my Pirate King. When they faced the demons, they didn't even point their weapons at us to fight on the spot. It has already proved that in their hearts, our brutality and terror are equated with the demons.

For shameless pirates, this is a supreme compliment.

We have to keep working hard. "

After saying that, Black took his black owl war helmet from Zhou Zhuo, the Pandaren Recorder who was wearing dwarf armor and a large steel helmet next to him, and buckled it on his head with a click.

The seven-colored spiritual aura spread out, and with the injection of pirate magic, it quickly enveloped all the ships docking. The fearful waste pirates suddenly felt a pair of invisible hands touching their hearts.

“First block out the bad fears, remove the self-doubt from the weak soul, and then drain the despair out of the base and dark soul.

Then the empty soul can be filled with cruelty and anger, and finally a hot spoonful of hatred for the miserable life and the demons who caused it.

Through this, the pride of being a crazy pirate can burst out on this group of trash.

Then, I, the spiritual chef, can use the lowest quality ingredients to serve our devilish eaters a delicious appetizer.”

In Black's awesome description, Maimu and Zhou Zhuo beside him were dumbfounded as they looked at the useless pirates who were full of fear just now and wished they could commit suicide on the spot to free themselves. In just a few seconds, they seemed to have changed into a different group of people. .

Whether they were arakkoa, draenei, or even the smallest and most incompetent iguanas, they all stood up with a roar, grabbed their weapons excitedly, and greeted those in front of them crazily in the "home dialect" of each race. Demons.

Their eyes were red one by one. Driven by the uncontrollable anger, hatred and rage rolling in their hearts, they roared and jumped off the deck. They rolled up their sleeves and started slashing at the nearest demon crazily.

All of them are so brave that they don’t look like they look like.

The demons in their eyes at this time are like the most hated people they have encountered in their lives, such as Lao Wang who had an affair with his wife, such as the bandit who stole money, such as the thug who destroyed the family, such as the enemy who killed his father. etc.

They seem to want to release all the grievances in their lives, so as to say goodbye to their weaknesses completely.

Are there a group of cowardly pirates here and there?

These are clearly a group of barbaric Vrykul with different forms!

"Ah, yes, yes, that's it!"

Blake, who had caused all this with his own hands, spread out his hands with great satisfaction and watched as he infused these cowardly souls with savagery. He proudly announced:

"As long as you accept your weakness, you will be invincible! Go ahead, you losers, use your lives and your hatred to make a name for the undead pirates in Draenor!

As long as you kill the demons before they kill you, there's nothing to fear!

Let your emotions flow. "

"My little master, such a violent release of emotions will cause permanent damage to their souls."

Xal'atath whispered in Black's ear:

"By the time they recover from the emotional explosion, they will be missing some feelings forever. They are 'burning' their souls."

"Isn't this better?"

Blake drew the Wolf's Edge, and then released the cheering Black and White Sisters Swords. Under the protection of the big wolf, the big bear, and the flaming sky, the stinky pirates set foot on the already extremely fierce battlefield.

He raised the Dark Chaser crossbow and shot a few arrows at the demon in front of him, nailing the two charging demon guards to the ground, and then said to Xal'atath:

"There is a disappointed young man living in the heart of every waste. No one will regard becoming a waste as his life ideal when he was a child, but everyone cannot live according to the life they imagine.

I just gave my pirates a chance to 'pursue their dreams'.

Do you want to see them remain cowards for the rest of their lives?

Or do you want them to be heroes for ten seconds?

Believe me, as long as they survive today's battle, they will be grateful to me for the rest of their lives.

Well, it seems that the concentration of rage and hatred is not enough, and anger is almost meaningless. Help me, my little girlfriend, let these ignorant demons understand the majesty of the 'Ancient Venerable'. "

"Oh, my, now I am your accomplice."

Xal'atath said in an unhappy tone:

"When we are put on trial by moral models, I will definitely put all the blame on you to help me escape. After all, a cute girl like me will always be treated differently."

As she said this, she emerged from Black's body in the form of seven-colored smoke, and the heart of darkness that was still hidden in the treasure house of Tol Barad Na'Thalas Academy also began to beat.

If the strengthening that Black had just done for the pirates with the spiritual aura was just an appetizer, then when Xal'atath exuded the majesty of darkness, it was the main course.

For just one moment, amid Xal'atath's laughter, all the pirates were like good brothers with fifty dollars who had been strengthened by stimulants.

Their inner strength even affects their bodies.

Their eyes were as red as evil ghosts, and their bodies swelled several times under the power of anger and hatred.

But they are just an addendum.

It is the insect swarm that has truly been supremely strengthened!

The qiraji, workers, and mantids felt the dark master's gaze for a moment.

The craziest genes in their bloodline were activated, and they lost their personal will at this moment, and they were extremely fanatical about dedicating themselves to the Supreme Being.

The control of hunter Ayamis was instantly seized by Xalatas, and then turned into a terrifying insect swarm consciousness blessing every insect.

The mass rage technique was applied, and the demons that could still resist were instantly defeated.

Not only have the enemies become stronger, but the demons have also become weaker.

Although demons are wild and wild, they also have their own thoughts and emotions.

Moreover, these guys generally have psychological problems such as "bloodthirsty", and the harsh boss of the Burning Legion never pays attention to the mental health of his employees.

This makes it even easier for Xal'atath to weaken them than to strengthen the swarms and pirates.

Fury, hatred and anger, and unyielding pride were left on the side of their own people.

Doubt, despair and fear are thrown to the devil.

The seven powers left by Y'Shaarj are really for Xal'atath and Black to figure out.

Under the fierce attack of the mantids who shouted to sacrifice themselves for the ancient lord, and the more violent attacks of the demon hunters who were also affected, the demons even began to retreat within an extremely short time!

This is somewhat unbelievable, but it really happened.

This scene made the Eredar twins hiding in the hearts of the pirates more and more desperate. As Black became stronger and stronger, they felt that their chances of escape became increasingly slim.

Perhaps it would be a better choice to completely surrender to the pirates, become a heartless traitor, and enjoy the present moment?

Obviously, while torturing the enemy, the cautious Xal'atath did not let go of these two poor little devils, and they were also affected.

It's just that they haven't noticed it yet.

"Is it my imagination? The devil feels a little weak today."

Maris Demonic Disaster, who had already hacked to death the seven demon guards, whispered to his companion who was pulling the war blade out of the head of a succubus:

"Yeah, I feel it."

The female demon hunter kicked the succubus who was hacked to death in disgust, and complained:

"It's so weak, it's a bit awkward to cut."

"Behind! A weird guy appeared behind!"

Just as they were communicating in a low voice, a demon hunter wearing red clothes and red armor, carrying a red moon blade, spread his wings and fell from the sky, shouting to the people around him:

"Right on the retreat route of the demons! A group of weird orcs appeared, and they plan to launch a counterattack! Those madmen, they don't intend to let any demon go."

"Um?"

Blake, who was chasing a high-level demon, heard this reminder. He understood immediately, gave up his goal, and let the black and white swords continue to chase. He rushed towards Rexxa who was leading the herd to drive away the demon. .

"Don't kill, your clansmen are in front."

The pirate landed next to Rexxa, whose eyes were red and his animal nature was obviously activated. He didn't get too close, lest the orc who was dominated by his animal nature would turn around and give him a blow.

No one knows better than him how violent a hunter with this beastly nature can become.

If he were a woman maybe he would still dare to try.

But Lexa's manipulation of animal nature is obviously stronger than Blake's.

Under the dominance of animal nature, although this guy's whole body emitted a ferocious aura like a wild beast, his sanity was still at the lowest level of sanity.

Hearing the pirate's words, Rexxa shook his head to wake himself up, and then roared at Misha, asking her to continue fighting in her place as the leader of the herd.

Good guy!

This scene made Blake's eyes widen. Are you really turning into a beast and can't even speak? Have you started using roars to communicate with your beast?

Is this the talent of the Beast Whisperer?

I really can’t learn it.

It turns out that Rexxar can still speak. He raised the blood-stained battle ax and said to Blake:

"Follow me, don't let others get close to the Mok'Nassar hunters who are preparing to hunt and charge. With the blood of ogres, we don't care who you are once we go crazy."

"Come on, how long will it take you to run like this?"

Blake pulled Rexxa over and whistled again. Qianqiong, who was enjoying the simple joy of breathing fire and burning demons, flew over with a roar, carrying two hunters into the sky, and nimbly dodged the demon anti-aircraft cannons. Attacked and flew down the canyon behind the Demon Casting Camp.

Soon, Blake and Rexxar behind the phoenix saw the herds of beasts of all kinds rushing out of the canyon, as well as the Mok'Nathal hunters driving their violent charge.

Each of these guys, like Rexxar, have a good physique that ordinary orcs cannot match.

Probably because of the ogre blood, these guys are extremely tall and tall.

However, they did not wear wolfskin helmets like Rexxar, but instead wore wild war helmets decorated with bones and prey skulls. Each of them either held a large axe, or grabbed a war spear, and ran wildly to lead the charge of the beasts.

There are also female warriors covered in oil paint standing wildly behind dire wolves or thunder elephants, waving their respective hunting sticks and roaring like wild beasts.

They also have an "air force"!

A dozen black bipedal dragons loaded with wild hunters flew over the heads of the disintegrating demons at low altitude.

Protected by the wyvern's breath of fire, these savage guys smashed into the demons like paratroopers and started a mad killing spree.

Although the demons in the Demon Casting Camp are fleeing, the demons still have a numerical advantage.

The number of these tough men, less than one-tenth of the others, actually dared to launch a counter-charge in hunting mode so boldly. This is enough to prove the bravery, brutality and strength of the Mok'Nassar clan.

As Blake looked at the wild charge of the macho men and women below, he quickly felt something was wrong.

He said in a strange tone to Lexa beside him:

"Tell me honestly, are you Mok'Nassar people born with the heart of a beast? Everyone here knows the supreme hunting secret of the beast king, such as the galloping of beasts, right?"

"Well, not everyone."

Lexa said to Blake with a tone that was both proud and sad:

"Normally, among a batch of newborns, there are always four or five who cannot learn this skill, but most Mok'Nassar people can control the herd when they grow up.

Just because you're a half-blood doesn't mean you're a Mok'Nathal.

This is our proverb.

Others think this is the arrogance of the Mok'Nassar people, but we are just telling the truth, because every true Mok'Nassar is born with the heart of an unyielding beast.

But I, I am no longer a member of this naturally wild clan. "