Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"The fraudster deceived me! I was cannon fodder tricked into fighting you"

Seeing that Blake finally woke up from the "mad dog" state, the star sea hunter who was blocked by the twins holding double swords suddenly saw hope.

It let out a weak wail, trying to establish contact with Blake.

What the stinky pirate saw at this time was that Imnar's body was already wrapped with terrifying seven-color evil energy. The ancient sage's invasion of this guy's mind was almost omnidirectional.

It stands to reason that a guy who can become a demigod shouldn't have any problems with being strong-willed, but such a heavy entanglement of evil energy in front of him slowly raised a question mark in the pirate's mind.

How often do you, a bastard, indulge your desires? To be so vulnerable in front of the ancient venerable?

Sure enough, a guy who mistakes "brutal" for "powerful" cannot have a true iron will.

Just like the demons of the Burning Legion generally have various "psychological problems", the bastard in front of him who was voluntarily transformed into a demon also paid little attention to spiritual practice.

Of course, for a loser who serves the legion, in most cases it is impossible to be reduced to the point where he needs to use his will to fight against the enemy.

"Master, it said it can add money."

Shadow Queen Saloras folded her wings decorated with gems and beautiful metal wing rings, and said to Blake in a lazy tone:

"So my sister and I decided to spare his life. We know that you are always very concerned about this kind of thing."

"Yes, you two are becoming more and more sensible. You two are really well-behaved babies."

The pirate knocked on his helmet to dissipate some of the remaining animality in his heart. He stared at the soul hunter in front of him who was riddled with evil energy and had no intention of fighting. He said:

“You know you’ve been duped by a fraudster?”

"That's a bastard!"

At the mention of the deceiver's name, Imena suddenly became furious. The tall half-demon roared:

"Weak Kil'jaeden explained your weakness to me and tricked me into taking this job. It must know that I am not your opponent, but it needs someone to hold you back, lest you interfere with what it wants to do today. Damn plan to implement.

It couldn't wait to settle all grievances with its ancient brothers in this miserable world, and it would not allow anyone to ruin this.

but me

I am the unlucky cannon fodder who was tricked into fighting you.

I can pay for my life, my lord. "

Immenar, who decided to surrender, knelt down very simply. As an excellent bounty hunter, he knew what to do under any circumstances.

At this moment, he didn't care about losing face anymore, so he dropped the spear in his hand, pretended to be at the mercy of others, and submissively shouted to Blake in front of him:

"I have been traveling among the stars for so many years, and I have some savings. As long as I can leave here alive, I will definitely give you a satisfactory amount of money to buy my life.

This is the rule in this industry.”

"Rules, good rules. I like rules like this. Our pirate profession also has the same rules."

Black put the howling pirate's two swords on his waist, and said to Imenar:

"I want your boat"

"Of course, it's your prize and you have full control over it."

The soul hunter took out a magic key, cut his finger and smeared it with blood, then threw it over and said:

"This is its starting device. I have erased my authority and it belongs to you. If you need it, I can also introduce you to the nearest ship repair yard in the local Xinghai.

The price is very fair, and I have some connections with the Gangerg demon craftsmen there, so I can give you a discount, but that's the territory of the Legion, and you may need some disguise. "

Blake was very satisfied with such an obedient and sensible prisoner. He played with the "car keys" in his hand and said in a long voice:

"You destroyed my collection."

"That's better to say, my lord."

The miserable Imenar rubbed his hands, grinned a flattering smile and said:

"Seeing that you also have the habit of headhunting makes me feel cordial. To be honest, my spaceship also has some specimens of prey that I got while hunting in the star sea. This is enough to compensate for the losses caused by my irritability to you."

"That's my boat! Everything in it belongs to me. Why should I use my things to compensate for my losses?"

Blake said in a cold tone:

"I'm beginning to doubt your sincerity, Soul Hunter."

"snort"

As temporary "jailers", the Eredar twins immediately raised the sword girl's hands, which were buzzing with desire for anima energy, and placed the cold swords against Imnar's neck.

The Soul Hunter was shocked by Black's shamelessness and greed, and then felt deeply troubled. It felt that it had encountered a bastard who was a headache even in the star sea.

But it has shrunk, so there is no need to continue to resist.

So the soul hunter quickly said:

"I will send a batch of specimens as quickly as possible to ensure that they are all the best collections, which will definitely make your treasure house more tasteful."

"Very well, this is right. I forgive you for your offense against me."

Blake nodded and said something.

This made the soul hunter feel relieved, and then he responded with a burst of sadness from the bottom of his heart. He used to laugh at other interstellar hunters for buying their lives with money, but he himself ended up in this situation.

Could it be that the guy who was ridiculed by me before would be so angry? This feeling is really bad.

He was bleeding profusely and only saved his life. It was all because of damn Kil'jaeden who gave him wrong information. Bastard, he actually used himself as cannon fodder?

The damn fraudster must be forced to pay a lot of blood afterwards!

Imenar thought that the matter was over. It sighed, turned around and limped away, but two intertwined black and white swords blocked its eyes.

Obviously, it's not over yet.

"Where are you going?"

Blake said in a puzzled tone:

"The problem of your offense against me has been resolved. Next, we should talk about the money for your life. Could it be that you are planning to steal the treasure money that should be given to me?

Is this how you Star Hunters solve problems? "

"!!!"

The soul hunter was shocked.

Good guy, co-writing before you want my ship and my collection is just the beginning? After you asked for so much, you started talking to me about buying life money?

Are you the embodiment of the two concepts of "greed" and "shamelessness" in the material world?

How disrespectful and disrespectful!

"I can give money, any world currency."

The soul hunter felt deeply tired.

It finally realized what kind of opponent it was facing. Not only was it completely defeated in terms of strength, but even the dark heart it was proud of was not worth mentioning in front of this terrifying man.

It completely collapsed and no longer resisted.

I just hope that Black will be less popular and give it some strength to make a comeback.

"I don't want money, I'm not short of money anymore."

The pirate shrugged and said very Versailles:

"In my opinion, money and other things can no longer arouse my desire, they can no longer appease my restless heart, I need something very unique.

Those things that are also famous among the stars, I believe that you, the most experienced hunter in the sea of ​​​​stars, will definitely bring me something that is enough to satisfy me, right? "

"Well, yes, there is."

Soul Hunter quickly gave the answer, saying:

"I know that something will definitely satisfy you, but you have to find a way to get it yourself. It is regarded as a sacred object by the Burning Legion, and has even been favored by the Dark Titan Sargeras.

You'd be hard-pressed to search the entire universe to find anything more legendary.

Let me just say one thing and you will know how precious it is. "

Immenar lowered his voice when talking about Sargeras, as if he was afraid that what he was saying now would be heard by the dark god. It whispered:

"It was a weapon stained with the blood of the Dark Titan. Its previous owner accomplished a great deed that no one in the stars had ever accomplished. Because of this, everything in that world and that civilization was destroyed and wiped out by the demons.

They cannot allow any failure of their master to be spread, even if it is only slightly related to failure!

it's called

The ancient war blade of Tolanna!

Coming from a terrible world that once suffered the consequences of the Burning Legion, it is the last remnant of those terrible Aldrachi left in the stars.

It is so powerful!

So much so that the Deceiver has been searching throughout the stars for nearly ten thousand years, but has not been able to find a master who can wield it. I know from secret conversations with Kil'jaeden that the weapon is hidden in the demon fortress deep in Argus. inside.

I tried to sneak in to take a look and was almost killed by the demon guarding the place.

I can give you its location and a topographical map of the fortress, and I can guarantee that you are the third person besides the fraudster and me who knows its location. "

"You just wanted to use that heavily guarded place to kill me."

The pirate mercilessly exposed the soul hunter's truest thoughts, but the next second, Black waved his hand and said:

"But I'm very satisfied with the life money. Leave the map and go away. Don't appear in my hunting grounds in the future. This is my last warning to you, a very sensible guy!"

"Of course, of course, I will stay away from any place where you are in the future."

The soul hunter quickly took out the map in his arms, and then limped away into the col with Blake's gaze. The pirate looked back in the direction of the Karabo Temple.

All the demons there have rushed out, and it seems that the temple is unguarded.

Blake found his demon witch servant through the void link. The moment the link was connected, Shahras's horrified cry came from there:

"Master, help me! They brought the magic sword to the temple, and they released it. Oh my God! There are undead killing people everywhere here!

Those Draenei who died near the Black Temple were awakened!

No one cares about us at all, the undead are eating us!

The demon's soul was absorbed into that damn sword.

Master, please!

help me! "

"Calm down, I will summon you, my loyal demon."

Blake whispered:

"But you have to bring some loyal cannon fodder over here. A guy named Imenar is trying to escape. Go and kill him! Bring me its head, and I will give you the power to become my servant."

"Okay, Master, I'll go find someone right away."

Shahras screamed:

"Don't give up on me, please, I will do everything for you, I will make you extremely comfortable! I am very talented in this area, and I will make you the happiest warlock."

Seeing that Shahras was already going crazy because of the fear from the demon sword Frostmourne, Blake decisively disconnected the void.

The foul-smelling evil witch seemed to be saved by necessity.

In the buzz of demon summoning magic, Blake's demon servants were summoned one by one. He glanced at the map in his hand, shook his head and burned it to ashes with the fire of the void.

Then he waved his hand to the crazy angry guard Clinflan behind him and said:

"Go, summon Shahras and her subordinates, and then join together to hunt down the bounty hunter who fooled me with a fake map.

It has been entangled in the void and has no intention of fighting, like a dying beast.

Its flesh and blood will make you stronger.

But its unique skull belongs to me.

Oh, by the way, remember to ask Shahras to find out all its treasure locations before killing it. "

The three legendary demons immediately turned around and left. The eredar twins stepped forward, and the more fiery flame witch asked in a low voice:

"Master, how do you know that the map it gave you is a fake? Even our two sisters don't know about the Aldaci Warblade. It should take out the real thing in order to survive, right?"

"Because I know more about the Aldrazi Warblade than it does. I even know the name of the Aldrazi Dreadnaught who slashed Sargeras."

Blake snorted and said:

"I just don't have time to get it, it doesn't mean I don't care. To be honest, I originally wanted to keep it alive. That bounty hunter is so knowledgeable and wise.

It's a pity that its base cunning and pathetic plot ruined itself.

Besides, if I don’t kill it, how can I surpass my dear Brother Egg in the Burning Legion’s bounty list? "

"Master! Look!"

Shadow Queen Saloras pointed in the direction of Karabor Temple and shouted:

"The demons opened the door to that city! The undead rushed out! And your death knights. Look at them! Did they collapse?"

"Expected."

Blake shrugged and said helplessly;

"That's Frostmourne. It's one of the keys to opening the curtain of life and death. It's the bridge to the Shadow Realm. It comes from the power of the Firstborn. Anything with a soul cannot resist its power.

The most difficult moment has arrived

Velen, Velen, please come on stage quickly.

Everyone is waiting. "

——

What is the prophet Velen doing who is obsessed with the stinking pirate?

He's sailing the boat!

To be precise, he was trying hard to steer the Exodar without falling.

The Dread Lord hiding among the draenei finally came out to cause trouble.

They defeated the defense system of the Delaney spacecraft almost instantly, causing the spacecraft suspended in the air to provide support to the ground coalition forces to rapidly lose energy and begin to fall to the ground.

The worst thing is that the Dreadlords deliberately increased the speed of the spacecraft to the maximum before making a big evacuation, causing the spacecraft to now cross Shadowmoon Valley at a terrifying speed and crash into the already chaotic Temple of Karabor.

In the cab, Old Velen and the last few engineers still alive tried their best to change the impact trajectory of the spacecraft. Fortunately, they succeeded.

Unfortunately, their success was not complete.

The Naaru spacecraft crossed the sky in an oblique direction, and in the shining of holy light, it plunged into the city square in the middle of the Karabor Temple.

Amidst the horrific explosion, Velen heard Naru'adal's cry of pain.

The disgraced prophet grabbed the staff and rushed in the direction of Naaru. As a result, he saw a huge red magic mecha attacking Naaru who was injured due to the fall.

"Stop it! Devil!"

The prophet was furious.

He called on the Holy Light and tried to attack the cruel Legion machine, but in the next moment, the Prophet realized something worse. Strange undead were everywhere near the place where they fell.

In front of the prophet's eyes, some of the dead Draenei who had been processed but had not yet rotted had gathered in the darkness, and they were surrounding the prophet with a kind of indifference and hatred.

The person leading the dead was a thin female Draenei, who was also holding a mining pick in her hand.

"prophet."

The undead said in a hoarse and low voice:

"Velan. You have failed us, you have failed this city."

"boom"

The weathered mining pick rotated and hit the retreating prophet's feet. The newborn undead in front of him were very fragile. With the power of the prophet, he could easily purify them.

But Viren can't do it!

The appearance of these undead souls was a sharp sword piercing his soul, like the coming of a judgment to pay off good and evil. The female Draenei who led the undead howled and rushed forward.

Her eyes were full of blood-red soul fire burning.

she shouted:

"My name is Yrel! I come to take revenge!"