Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The job of a bounty hunter is quite old.

After the first crime of every civilization is born, bounty hunters will follow.

They are the filling in the dark areas of official "commandments" before civilized laws mature in some underdeveloped worlds. They are also a group of bastards who work hard for money.

Overall, this promising career is really similar in nature to being a pirate.

They all represent the desire and greed in the heart of life, as well as the embodiment of violence.

There are many bounty hunters in Azeroth, but it is difficult for these guys to be popular in a world where magic civilization is not bad. After all, each civilization in Azeroth has its own powerful law enforcement organization.

Not to mention official organizations like the Watchers and MI7, which are a mixture of secret agents, spies and assassins. Even the current "loose" troll civilization has a powerful team like the military to punish the heinous guys.

But for the more chaotic star stage under the raging Burning Legion, the scope of work left for bounty hunters is quite large.

There are hunters who are hostile demons and make some extra money from some small planets that are unable to resist the demons. Naturally, there are also soul hunters who serve the strong and rob and slaughter the weak.

It is worth mentioning that, as far as Blake knows, the most active bounty hunter organization at the star level currently belongs to the Void Spirit, which is the Bandage Man that the pirates have seen before.

The exiled civilization whose home star was destroyed by natural disasters is money-hungry and can be called "Star Sea Goblins". It is not surprising that they can develop bounty hunters.

Now, Soul Hunter Imenar, the self-proclaimed most professional bounty hunter in the stars, is working in the world of Draenor. He has received a lucrative order from his old patron Kil'jaeden.

Before following the Legion's landing ship to Draenor, it had no doubt of another victory.

But now, it just wants to scold the fraudsters for not being a thing!

Are you telling me that this crazy beast in front of me is holding me down and beating him, is he an "ordinary" legend? Are you saying that Black Shaw only "luckily" killed Kazak with the support of demon hunters and draenei?

Bullshit!

With the explosive power of the bastard in front of him, even if those other guys don't get in the way, he can definitely kill Kazzak on his throne after paying the price of serious injuries.

This bastard's true combat power is completely inconsistent with the strength level he showed!

Black Shaw is a cunning hunter disguised as prey, and he is the prey of a hunter who foolishly listened to the lies of the fraudster and confidently stepped into the trap.

The situation between the two parties had already been reversed when Blake shot the god-level assassination arrow.

"Fire on my location! Bomb! Swarm bomb!"

Immenar, who was covered in blood, held the severed evil energy chopping battle ax in his hand and launched a full-range bombardment towards his demon assault ship cruising in the sky.

But not to kill the enemy, but to cover your retreat.

The loyal plundering warship carried out the Soul Hunter's order. It roared across the battlefield below and dropped all kinds of deadly weapons it carried on the ridge not far from Gul'dan's hand.

The dancing evil light crazily cuts the ground, pulling out ravines that are shattered; flame bombs are constantly left behind, and when they explode, they always set off a fire that burns everything; and various evil energy high-explosive traps and the hell of pop-up weapon bays Fire missiles were thrown all over the ridge like free money, trying to "explode" the pirates hiding in the moonlight.

As for being more powerful, the shock gun, which was personally designed by Kingaros, the demon engineer of the Burning Legion, can be charged for bombing but cannot be used.

This kind of legion's black technology weapon needs to be targeted.

At present, even the demigod bounty hunters are unable to capture the slightest trace of Black in the moonlight surrounding them, and it is even less possible for a soulless Legion assault ship to rely on its fel radar to capture the enemy.

"Damn it! Damn it! I was used as cannon fodder by the fraudster! This is a fatal mission!"

Even if they are in the center of the bombing zone, it is theoretically impossible for anyone to hurt themselves through such a bombing, but the soul hunter still cannot calm down at this time.

Ever since it started fighting with Black, it had been filled with all kinds of negative emotions, and its strong willpower was useless at this moment.

It was as if a "taboo switch" had been turned on in my mind.

Doubts about its own strength, fear of Blake who is as elusive as a wild beast, and despair that he might die here, these fatal emotions constantly impact its demonic mind.

What's worse is that it can clearly feel that its courage is disappearing.

Also disappearing were his anger, greed, and desire to fight. That damn Pirate of Azeroth seemed to have caused an invisible "mental castration" to himself.

In this deadly battlefield, what Imenar wants to do most now is to find a place to have a good sleep!

It even thought it might be crazy.

"I can't stay here any longer! That damn pirate is torturing my body and attacking my mind."

As the most powerful bounty hunter among the stars, Imenar certainly has a very flexible professional bottom line. It is not willing to throw away its life here just for the sake of control of thirty demon worlds.

Soul hunters have always been very open-minded in this regard.

You have to survive to enjoy the wealth, fame and all your female demon lovers scattered around the world that you have earned through hard work throughout your life.

In short, in one sentence, it needs oil on the soles of its feet.

The soul hunter was vigilantly sensing its surroundings. It knew that Blake and his crazy beast herd were running wildly in the moonlight and might appear at any time, so the most important thing now was to get away.

Relying on the time bought by his own battleship's constant bombardment, the soul hunter threw away the severed evil battle ax in his hand and did not care about feeling more distressed.

He took out a very delicate demon rune from the bag behind his waist. This thing was connected to the portal of the nearest demon world and could transport him to safety in the shortest possible time.

It's like the "Hearthstone" used by demons.

As a professional bounty hunter, it will find a way out before every job. This is the main reason why it can survive in this popular industry until now.

It shook its hands to activate the runes. At this time, it was no longer handsome and cool.

The exquisite demon armor on his body was chopped into pieces by the two brutal pirate knives in Blake's hand.

Thinking of those two knives, Imenar gritted his teeth. Those two knives should have been his trophies. The fraudster had promised that as long as he could snatch the pair of demonic double blades from Blake, the weapons would be his. It's up.

But just now, the soul hunter personally experienced the fear brought to it by the twin blades of fear. Those two knives were out-and-out bastards, deceivers just like their current damn masters.

Obviously when the war started, the soul hunter could clearly feel the fear coming from those two twin blades of fear!

That's right.

Blake's weapon has a mind of its own.

They are afraid of this powerful opponent in front of them, and they are not even willing to follow Black to death.

But as the smelly pirate activated his animal nature, he controlled his twin inner demons and twin sword girls, as well as the beast herd composed of the big bear, the big wolf, and the sky to besiege Imnar. A wave of fierce attacks caught the soul hunter off guard. After discarding their armor, the cowardly Twin Blades of Fear immediately sensed their opponent's bluff.

Like all stinking pirates fighting a tailwind, they got "excited."

Not only does he give the power he plundered from the soul hunters to his wild and cruel master every time he cuts them down, but he also happily follows his master to bully this miserable bastard.

The knife is indeed a good knife.

It was enough to make Immenar look greedy in his eyes, but the problem now was that it was a bit unrealistic to get it from the wild pirates.

"Buzz"

The demonic runes were activated and the evil energy was mobilized. The soul hunter could feel that his scarred body was leaving the material world, which made him feel a trace of warmth and unforgettable comfort in his very confused mind at this time.

It feels safe.

It lets its guard down and just needs one more second.

"boom"

The magic of shadows and flames broke through the moonlight and fell from the sky, covering all the land around the soul hunter in an instant. This damage was scattered, and its power was not enough to harm the soul hunter itself.

After all, it is a demigod, albeit a little weak.

"No!!!"

But Imenar, who was not harmed, burst out with a miserable howl, because this vicious and vicious magic attack was not intended to harm it.

That damn surge of magic instantly destroyed the connection between the demonic runes and the soul hunters, and the teleportation to the demonic world closest to Draenor was indeed opened.

But because of this interference, Imnar was unable to leave the battlefield.

If Blake, who was completely enveloped by his bestiality, could speak now, he would definitely taunt him with a venomous tongue: Bastard, can you make sure there are no enemies around you before using the hearthstone?

Can you be more professional?

After all, you won’t be invincible with Hearthstone’s Holy Light Mystery.

"Shadows bloom in flames!"

"Fire burns in the shadows!"

Accompanied by the cool lines of the second stage, the eredar twins flapped their wings one after another, and landed around the soul hunter in the entanglement of shadows and flames.

The twins are still the same twins.

They are the female devil twins whose reputation for beauty has spread throughout the stars. They even gained better skin, bigger eyes, a more domineering figure and a stronger temperament because they swallowed Kazak's demigod anima.

Not only that, at the explicit request of the stinky pirate master, the twins were changed again in their demon form, and the huge wings of the Doom Guard Lord grew out of the back of the eredar demon's original form, near the ribs.

The Flame Witch's wings are red, while the Shadow Witch's wings are purple-black, which perfectly matches their power attributes.

However, the soul hunter was not in the mood to admire the beautiful devil in front of him.

It only felt the tiredness of despair and the churning fear in its heart. It pulled out the demon war spear from behind and shouted:

"How dare you betray the Deceiver? Your name has been put on the bounty list by the Legion, miserable woman! Sooner or later, your heads will be sent to Kil'jaeden, just like your current dirty master!"

"We are also helpless, Mr. Soul Hunter."

Shadow Queen Saloras stretched out her left hand and flicked the fingers wrapped in shadow fire. She said helplessly:

"We, two simple female demons, were lured into a trap by a bad guy, imprisoned and abused by him. We didn't want to betray the Deceiver and the Legion, but we had no choice.

You saw it too.

Our bodies and our minds have been completely manipulated by him.

We can't go back to the good old days.

But fortunately, he was quite generous.

Look at us, and then look at you. According to the current situation, maybe within a year, we will have the same power as you. "

"Yes, Imenar."

Flame Queen Oreses hugged her burning arms and said in a more irritable tone:

"When facing the fraudster, we will be full of fear and seek forgiveness, but we will definitely not disobey our current master just for a bastard like you, so let's take it easy!

Like Kazak, you are dead the moment you step into your master's hunting ground. "

This indifferent speech made the soul hunter tighten its grip on its weapon, but it did not give up yet. It said:

"We are old acquaintances, you two. When you were serving Kil'jaeden, I invited you to drink at the Demon Bar in Argus.

I can share with you some treasures.

For the sake of the Legion, let me go. "

"It's okay if you don't mention this old thing, but it makes people angry if you mention it."

Saloras snorted and grabbed forward with her left hand. The white sword swordswoman Sharathol who was flying over was caught in her hand. The Shadow Queen said coldly:

"I haven't asked you yet, you despicable bastard, what did you want to do when you drugged our sisters' wine?"

"No need to talk nonsense with this scumbag, sister!"

The Flame Witch also grabbed the black sword Eremeni and rushed towards the soul hunter whose soul had been invaded by the ancient lord in the flash of flames. She screamed:

"Before the master takes away its disgusting head, I will cut off its other obscene head."

"I can add money!"

Imenar had no will to fight at all. It roared and wanted to stop the battle with the crazy twins, but before it could reach an agreement on the "increased money issue", it was something that made it even more frightened. It was happening right before its eyes.

It spent a lot of money and had connections with fraudsters to buy it from the legion's combat fleet at a high price. It also had Lord Kingaros personally modify the cruise and hunting spacecraft. It made a terrifying explosion like It was like a broken-winged bird that screamed and fell from the sky.

With a bang, it crashed into the death trap that Imenar had set up to escape. Fortunately, the spacecraft was strong enough, and it did not cause a bigger explosion when it was inserted into the ground.

But the destruction of the weapons system caused the spacecraft to burst into flames.

In the raging flames, Blake, wearing a black Luna armor, moved his neck and walked out of the fallen battleship.

The two Terror Blades in his hands were howling crazily, eager to bully and plunder, and at the same time they were singing pirate hymns for their powerful and evil masters.

Their singing is quite nice.

The uncle with a top-notch cigarette voice sang ancient looting songs.

Accompanied by the weapon with its own "BGM", Blake took a few steps to extinguish the fire on his body. The moonlight dimmed, and the blood-red eyes under the pirate's helmet returned to reason.

Enough of the brutal sea wolf.

Now, Mr. Two-Face, who likes to play tricks, has taken over the scene again.

And his first sentence was:

"Pathetic bounty hunter, I'm interested in your broken ship. Come on, make an offer!"