Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In other words, no matter how majestic and gorgeous the city is, there will still be a dirty sewer, just like no matter how beautiful a girl is, she will still go to the toilet.

This is an embarrassing situation that no matter how advanced a civilization is, it cannot avoid it.

The Temple of Karabor, which was once the second largest city of the Draenei, naturally has a sewer that fits its huge size.

Because the city was built near the sea, a sewage outlet buried in mud can be found in a hidden area on the coast.

This is the "staff passage" where the Ashtongue Deathsworn secretly enter and exit the Karabor Temple. It is worth mentioning that Akama and his followers escaped from here during the Karabor Massacre. .

"Go in with confidence."

Under the night, Akama, who personally led the way for this group of bold outsiders, pointed to the dug sewer entrance in front of him and said to the others:

"The 'Red Mist Plague' that the orcs used to contaminate and distort our bodies has long since dissipated. It is very safe here now, but the smell is a bit bad.

But then again, if it was cleaned well, the demons wouldn't miss checking it.

This is our luck and your luck too. "

"Go in and have a look."

Black dropped the little fishman in his arms on the ground and made a gesture to it.

The little fishman is not afraid of getting dirty. It has grown up in a swamp that smells bad.

It took off its beautiful clothes and packed them into its luggage, then picked up its salted fish hammer, summoned its ugly dragon Shadwalk and its deep sea monster Guagua, and carried its crossbow behind its back.

After completing this entire process, it boldly rushed into the huge sewer in front of it.

Others are waiting for news.

However, it was a mental challenge to enter the stinking sewer in front of me. Even the demon hunters who had always sacrificed everything for Lord Illidan all looked bad.

It's true that their eyes were blinded, but their sense of smell, strengthened by evil energy, was far sharper than ordinary life. The stench in front of them was enough to kill half of their lives.

However, the stinky pirate didn't care about the upcoming raid in the sewers. He was still in the mood to discuss some strange things with Akama next to him.

"I said, I remember that when you Draenei were building the Temple of Karabor, you engraved the runes of the Holy Light on the corners of this city so that it could carry the power from the Holy Light.

When the orcs attacked this city, it was because the protection of the power of the Holy Light allowed you to persist for a long time. Now that the devil is coming, why don't you activate the defense system in the city?

Others can understand if they don't understand that knowledge, but you, Archbishop Akama, shouldn't be able to understand it. "

"Don't call me that title!"

Akama stroked the two golden one-handed sickles with chains on his waist and said:

“I have said goodbye to my past, and when I accept who I am now, I am no longer the same person.

The city's defense system was greatly damaged by the destruction and burning of the orcs back then. After the arrival of the demons, they polluted the Karabor Temple with evil energy.

I know that knowledge is useless, the Light has abandoned us, unless the draenei come back here, but how could they come back? "

Akama said in a disgusted tone:

"When Velen decides to abandon this place, they will never come back! They only see the Naaru that exudes holy light and the guidance of those jigsaw puzzles, but they know nothing about the cruelty of reality.

They lived in peace for two hundred years, thinking that the disaster would be over. Even Velen himself relaxed his vigilance, and then the disaster came.

The saddest thing is that I was once one of these guys.

I was once as cowardly and escapist from reality as they were.

Now I know that peace will never belong to us, it will never belong to the draenei, unless Kil'jaeden and Archimonde and the eredar under their command are all dead.

But Velen doesn't dare to fight them, so what can we, the despicable Twisters, do? "

"Wow, there's so much resentment."

Blake marveled:

"I see that after you were distorted by the Red Mist Plague, although you lost the care of the Holy Light, it was not a bad thing. Look at you now, every Ashtongue Deathsworn has blessings and embraces from the shadows.

You are all very good assassins. You still retain the super perception of the Draenei. You only need to undergo rigorous training to become very good dark warriors.

In this way, I happen to have a small organization called the "Dark Templar" under my command, which is recruiting talented Broken Broken and Draenei like you.

I can teach you the art of fighting in the dark and teach you to fight against demons.

Interested in sending some apprentices to train? "

"What Dark Templar? It doesn't sound like a serious organization!"

Akama complained:

"But Old Garni told me that I can completely trust you in terms of conspiracy, so I don't mind sending some tribesmen to your place to have a look.

Where is your organization's training ground? "

"It turned out to be in a large desert called Silithus. It can sharpen the will of assassins very well. But now the situation is special, so I gathered a group of instructors to open a branch in Hellfire Fortress."

Blake took out a emblem of the Uncrowned, threw it to Akama, and said:

"You can send people there to receive training directly. Of course, when the time comes for the professional title assessment, they will still have to go to the training ground in the Silithus Desert.

This is the rule of the uncrowned. "

"Quack"

Just as the two were discussing these things, the screams of the little fish man rang out from the sewer in front of them. Benbolba, covered in mud, poked his head out of the sewer and waved to the person in front of him. paw.

Signaling that it's safe inside and they can come in.

"Let's go, everyone!"

Blake put on the black owl battle helmet, said something to the person next to him, and was the first to bend down and enter the sewer.

The Watchers followed, then the Hunters of Mok'Nathal, and finally the Demon Hunters came to break up the rear.

After they entered, Akama led the Breakers to seal the tunnel with mud. These outsiders would only come once and then leave, but they would still use this tunnel for a long time.

This cannot be discovered by others.

"The sewers that haven't been cleaned in the past ten years are really disgusting."

Blake was walking on the steps of the dark sewer. He complained while using the death beacon to sense Maiev's position. After entering the temple occupied by demons, his perception became much clearer.

A few minutes later, he ordered the people behind him:

"Sela, take your sisters and me to rescue Maiev, and the others will follow Alturis to the top floor of the temple. You can reach the temple platform all the way up.

Kazak and the Legion liaison are there.

But don't rush to attack, wait until I'm done here. "

"Wait, don't you prepare an escape route in advance?"

The cautious Lexa sensed the evil power around him that made him feel awe-inspiring, and he said:

"With the number of demons here, even if we succeed in assassinating Kazzak, we will be surrounded by the demons gathered here. There are too many of them."

"The escape route and other things are naturally set up early in the morning."

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

"Don't worry. Do your own thing, and I guarantee that everyone can go back alive. Let's go!"

After the pirate gave the order, the group of people immediately split into two groups and dispersed along different sewer routes. Blake led the Void Watchers into the shadows.

At the moment when he was surrounded by floating shadows, the pirate looked up.

All he saw was the ceiling covered with dirt, but he saw more than just the ceiling. He whispered in a voice that only he could hear:

"Now is the time to test the cooperation between our two prophets, Lord Velen. If you can see it, show it to me, my collaborator, and those Akama and Ashtongue Deathsworn who have been completely disappointed with you. Your determination and sincerity.”

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Just as Black sneaked into the Karabor Temple with the Watchers, Demon Hunters, and Orc Hunters, in a cage deep in the temple, Maiev Shadowsong, who was suspended in the air by chains, suddenly opened. eyes.

Madam Warden, this is going to be very miserable.

Her Watcher armor and weapons have been disarmed, and she is wearing a set of black leather armor. If you look closely, it is the Night Slayer suit she got from Blake at that time.

She wore this leather armor as the lining of her plate armor.

But now this leather armor has become tattered after being tortured by demons. Ms. Maiev's cheeks are covered with blood, and her long white hair is stained with blood.

Anyone who sees her now will feel miserable.

And around this cell, there are a group of the most elite demon guards under the doomsday overlord Kazzak, who are ordered to guard this important prisoner.

There was silence in the cell, except for the slight sound of blood dripping from the wound on Maiev's waist hitting the ground.

Ms. Warden's hands were moving in the darkness. She wanted to unlock the fel shackles that bound her power. This was a task that was impossible for ordinary spellcasters, but it was not impossible for Maiev.

She knew exactly why she was locked up here, and she had to escape before her loyal subordinates did something stupid.

Not only to prevent Nasa and the others from running away to their deaths, but also to prevent him from sneaking into the Karabo Temple and accidentally hearing the terrible news!

This must be told immediately to the draenei prophet Velen

An evil conspiracy against the prophet himself has entered the implementation stage!

In the conversations she overheard between the Deceiver and its most loyal subordinate, Kazzak, she learned that the demons were about to deliver a terrible weapon to their chosen one.

And once that weapon is returned, the entire Draenor will turn into a world of death in an instant!

The stagnation of the demons' attacks in this world is not because of how powerful the resistance in this world is. They are purely to leave behind those living with a strong sense of resistance to serve as test subjects for the supreme power of this weapon.

Once this terrible experiment is successful, the Burning Legion will instantly possess the power of death to encompass a world, and then through the Dark Portal, pour all the hatred and madness of Draenor into the world of Azeroth.

A terrifying legion ten times larger than the orc invasion of the eastern continent will destroy everything that resists them. The demons of the Burning Legion can win an effortless victory without even having to do it themselves.

And Azeroth.

Based on Maiev's understanding of the current situation of that world, no one in that world was prepared to face such a disaster. Maybe there was one person who had foreseen all this.

Thinking of that annoying guy, Maiev gritted her teeth while being suspended in the air.

A few seconds later, there was a rattling sound in the cell.

This sound immediately alerted the vigilant demon guards outside the door, and a succubus and a satyr came in to check on this important prisoner. They saw Maiev still trapped in the air by three chains burning with evil flames, which made the two demons feel at ease.

But just as they turned back, Maiev's figure suddenly disappeared from mid-air and appeared behind the petite succubus in the form of a shadow attack.

There was a snapping sound, and the succubus' head rotated 180 degrees. Her charming face could not even express the fear before her entire body went limp.

The demon dagger in her hand was lifted by Maiev, and before the satyr next to her was about to shout, she pierced its jaw, messing up its brain with the stinking blood.

The dim moonlight shone on Maiev. Although Lady Elune's power was not as powerful as in Azeroth in this world, as the most favored dark walker of the Moon God, even if she was seriously injured, she could deal with two demons. It's also easy to catch.

Maiev clutched the wound in her stomach and collapsed on the spot, breathing hard.

The reason why she was captured was not because of how powerful Kazak was, but simply because the fraudster used weird power to defeat her defense in an instant.

That's not even the big demon's power.

When Maiev was attacked, she vaguely saw an illusion of a burning giant holding a dark red scythe. That guy even had the ability to cut off her connection with the Moon God.

That must be another insane war weapon produced by the Burning Legion.

But now is not the time to think about that.

Shadowsong struggled to his feet.

She didn't even waste time looking for her armor and weapons. She had to hurry up and leave here. After staggering into Shadow Escape, Shadow Song followed the path in her memory.

But when she left the cell and was about to enter the outer area of ​​the Karabor Temple, she saw that the door that should have been open in front of her had already been closed.

Damn it!

A classic cat and mouse game trap!

What are these demons planning to do?

Is this a way to break her mind so that she can abandon Luna and serve the Dark Titan?

What a wild fantasy!

Maiev cursed in a low voice, and when she turned around, a group of doomsday guards falling from the sky were laughing and surrounding the desperate prisoner.

They were led by a particularly large commander of the Doom Guards, who held a strange sword and wore heavy armor.

Maiev recognized it.

Demon King Kurul, the aide-de-camp of the doomsday overlord Kazzak, is a powerful and cruel upper-level demon.

"Weak little mouse, where do you want to run?"

The doom guard waved the blue sword with strange power in his hand, and a stream of brutal power was exerted on the surrounding doom guard demons. It laughed ferociously and breathed out fire from its nostrils.

It roared:

"Shout, scream, pray to all the beings you can think of, but no one will come to save you! Your ultimate fate is to be infused with scorching evil energy and join the glorious legion.

Your dark power will cleanse Azeroth for Lord Sargeras

This is your destiny.

Maiev Shadowsong, abandon your despair and accept it with humility! "

"Buzz"

Two war blades converged by dim moonlight appeared in Maiev's hands.

This is her response.

On the other side, Blake, who had just climbed out of the sewer, shook his head and said doubtfully to Sera Moon Guard beside him:

"Am I hallucinating? There seemed to be a loud voice calling the stinky woman's name in devilish language just now. What kind of devilish trick is this?

Are those Kil'jaeden thugs trying to lure us into taking the bait?

Although it feels a bit weird and may be a trap, do you want to go and have a look? "