Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The Holy Light's Hope Chapel outside the city of Stratholme in northern Xinjiang rarely heard the sound of the holy bell today.

In the various rituals of the Holy Light Church, the bell echoing low in the Holy Land represents a terrible meaning. In the past hundred years, it was only rung before the invasion of the orcs and the start of the Battle of Dalaran.

All the paladins who heard the bell immediately ended all the work in front of them. Even those who were "study" with their lovers had to put on their pants immediately and go to the assembly area to get together.

Something big has happened!

"What happened?"

The great knight Mograine rushed into the Hall of Holy Light, which had been taken over by the paladins for defense, with a fierce attitude. Old Fording came with him.

The latter was taking his wife and son on vacation on Keldaron Island. At this time, he also came to the chapel through the portal of the Barov family mage.

In front of them, the remaining few knights were in place, and Pope Alonsos Fao, the "living saint" of the Holy Light, had a very ugly and heavy face.

He held two letters in his hand.

After all the high knights and high-ranking priests arrived, the Pope handed the letter in his hand to them for circulation.

He held the priest's holy staff, which was polished and forged with Ursoc's bear bones and the gems of the Holy Light, and said in a low voice:

"Turalyon has just sent back a terrible news. A death weapon from the stars has been sent to Azeroth. That magic weapon has the evil ability to command the souls of the dead, and it also has an irresistible erosion on the souls of the living.

The worst thing is that Turalyon has received accurate information. The magic weapon is about to be taken into the Kingdom of Stormwind by a terrible man and handed over to Marshal Anduin Lothar.

That terrible man wanted to 'resurrect' Lothar in this way and make him a dead monarch. "

"How evil this is!"

Old Fording and a group of paladins were stunned. He clenched his fists angrily and shouted:

"Who on earth would use such evil deeds to desecrate Marshal Lothar's great achievements and efforts? Gavin Ladd is guarding North County, and our brothers will never allow such a thing to happen."

Then, the silent Dathrohan handed the letter in his hand to Old Fording. The latter looked down. When he saw the bad guy's name, Old Fording instantly narrowed his eyes.

"Blake Shaw? Him."

The great knight looked at the Pope with a look of astonishment and said:

"Isn't he the church's Templar Assassin? He has helped us so much before. Even though he is a bastard who is both good and evil, why would he do such a thing?

Doesn't he admire Lothar?

I know that although they rarely interact with each other, they have a good personal relationship. Was he bewitched? "

"No, he's not, he's conscious."

Antonidas, the archmage leader who came from Dalaran, leaned on his staff and said in a low tone:

"According to the testimony of the archmages and warlocks sent by Dalaran, Black did this after helping them, the draenei and the orcs repel the great demon Kil'jaeden, and even repel the terrifying fallen titan. Something evil.

He was very conscious and showed no signs of being bewitched.

Maybe it's because of the darkness and evil in his heart? "

"It is precisely because he loves Lothar that he wants to 'help' Lothar in this way."

The Pope shook his head.

He whispered:

“From my understanding of Black Shaw, his views and opinions on some things are completely different from the world. In addition, he is a prophet, maybe because he saw some future, so he decided to do this.

But no matter what, no matter what the reason is, we cannot allow Marshal Lothar to be reborn in such a depraved posture!

Now, I order all the great knights and their apprentices to set out with me to the Kingdom of Stormwind to defend the North County Monastery. The elite paladins and garrison priests of Tyr's Hand also set out with us! "

"yes!"

A group of great knights immediately straightened their backs and accepted the order.

"Dalaran will also send all our archmages and battle mages to help with the defense."

Antonidas stroked his carefully groomed beard and said:

"We have contacted Quel'Thalas and Nar'thalas College, and both sides will send spellcasters."

"etc!"

Grand Duke Mograine raised his hand and asked:

"After everything like this has happened, can Narthalas Academy still be trustworthy? Black is the great mentor of their Warlock School!"

"I believe Dean Lanyue on this point."

Antonidas glanced at the excited Grand Duke Mograine, and he shook his head and said:

“In the last Grand Wizard’s Magic Salon held in Dustwallow Marsh, driven by the former guardian Ms. Aegwynn, we spellcasters determined a magical agreement.

We have reactivated the disciplinary organization of the Council of Tirisfal.

For matters like this one, Dean Lanyue must handle matters impartially, otherwise, she will be stripped of all honors, and Nathalas College will also be implicated.

Believe me, they are trustworthy at this time. "

"Um."

Although the Grand Duke was still suspicious, Antonidas's position in the human magic world was unshakable. With such a guy as his guarantee, he had nothing to say.

Everyone in the hall began to take action. After the knights were ordered to leave, Antonidas looked at Pope Fao again and whispered:

"Dai Lin's side."

"Already notified."

His Majesty moved his fingers and said:

"The Admiral was very angry. He said he would personally take the Titan relics to the North County Abbey, but he requested that any subsequent punishment of Black be taken over by Kul Tiras, and no one else could interfere."

"Oh, it's Dai Lin as expected."

The Archmage shook his head and sighed:

"This is a rebellious son who is risking the national honor of Kul Tiras but also wants to protect himself. He is really tired of being a father. Fortunately, I don't have a son like that, otherwise I would be pissed to death. "

The Pope also smiled helplessly, but a few seconds later, he said to Antonidas:

"But what I'm worried about now is not whether we can stop Black's evil offensive. I'm thinking about another thing. We have all seen Black's prophetic ability with our own eyes. He has almost never made any mistakes in predicting the future.

If he brought the Demonic Sword into Azeroth this time because he saw that Lothar's sacrifice was necessary to win the final war, then how tragic would this upcoming demonic war be?

To be honest, the Holy Light also warned me. "

Mianxia looked at the shining light patterns on the back of his hand and whispered:

"It seems that I have to go to Argus, the world completely occupied by demons, the home planet of the draenei. Are you willing to go with me? Archmage."

"I would love to, and I must go."

Antonidas nodded and said:

"I have always cared about Blake's prophecy about the arrival of demons, but I cannot imagine a war similar to the War of the Ancients. I must personally see the worlds occupied by demons and assess the threats with the rationality of a mage.

I have also been persuading the kings to turn their attention to this matter, rather than focusing on their interests in the North Sea at this precarious time.

But I needed some more tangible, more shocking evidence. "

After speaking, the Archmage looked at the still clear sky outside the door, and whispered:

"I have a hunch, Faol. Blake's move to bring Frostmourne back to Azeroth will personally open the door to an era of chaos.

Perhaps in the future history, this event will be recorded in great detail, and you and I will be witnesses, and even participants, of this history.

To be honest, before coming here, I did a divination for myself

But the result was really bad. "

——

"Boss, what are we doing here?"

In the southern border of the mainland, on the road from the Cursed Land to the Swamp of Sorrows on the border of the Kingdom of Stormwind, the black knight Lao Ba is riding on his dark war horse and is patrolling the surroundings with the death eagle.

He looked at his boss carefully. Eredin, the King of the Black Knights, had been very irritable since noon today, and he also brought all the people currently recruited by the Black Spirit Pirate Group here.

No one knew what they were doing, and no one knew who Eredin was targeting.

This made all the black knights feel that something was wrong.

"Idiot! Don't you feel the restlessness in your soul?"

Eredin expressed helplessness at the stupidity of his subordinates. He beat his gorgeous breastplate and said to the brothers around him:

“The greed and desire that make our dark souls restless, I haven’t felt a similar throbbing since I missed the Tidestone last time.

It's a treasure!

The treasure is calling us. Can't you hear it? Can't you feel it? That is a truly unique secret treasure! It's coming to us, we have to get it!

As long as we get it and offer it to the supreme Dark Titan, we may be able to be freed from this ruthless curse, or we may get more power from the generous owner. "

Eredin's statement made all the black knights look at each other.

They wondered if their boss had lost his mind. Maybe there was something wrong with the previous resurrection? No way?

After several seconds, the second Black Knight carefully said to Eredin:

"But boss, we didn't feel anything, not even the throbbing of the treasure or anything like that. If you really want to say we felt something, everyone has been scared since we came here with you.

We sense the impending disaster

So, are you feeling wrong?

Was there something wrong with the previous emergency resurrection? "

"Stupid! I am the first black knight cursed by my master. My perception of treasures is stronger than yours. It is a low-key and restrained darkness.

It is the most powerful of all the cursed artifacts we have ever seen."

Eredin scolded again:

"Overcome the fear in your hearts! Don't be so petty, what can make us feel fear is so powerful! Think about it with your rusty brains.

Didn’t I tell you?

We need to change our behavior. We need to learn from the undead pirates to gain wealth through danger. Do you understand? Besides, we won’t die, so what are you afraid of?

Death only makes us stronger. "

"Boss, someone is coming!"

Black Knight Lao Ba, who was looking around in the Death Eagle, screamed and said:

"There's something weird flying over in front of you, look! It's so fast!"

"Um?"

Eredin looked up, and then his expression became strange.

He saw a ball of flames speeding toward him, and the flames looked familiar. A few seconds later, the Black Knight boss waved his hand and said decisively:

"withdraw!"

"???"

This order made a group of black knights who had drawn their weapons stunned again. The treasure was delivered to them, why did they suddenly have to withdraw?

It was you who made us let go of the situation, and now it's you who made me run away from the battlefield.

Sure enough, boss, your brain is broken, right?

"Idiot! Haven't you seen it yet? That's Black Shaw's damn bird!"

Eredin pulled up the reins of his horse, charged backwards, and scolded unhappily:

"I knew that that bastard was our nemesis. Leave quickly and don't get beaten up by him again. That would be too embarrassing."

"oh oh."

The other Black Knights knew immediately when they heard Black's name.

They noisily followed the boss with their servants to retreat, but they all saw Black. How could the stinky pirate not see them?

With a loud roar, the sky accelerated its descent again in the air, and finally accurately blocked the retreating black knights.

Black sneered and jumped off the bird. As a result, his legs weakened and he almost fell to his knees. This action also affected the wounds on his body, causing the stinky pirate to grin and feel pain.

The main reason is that there is a comatose "seriously injured" carrying behind him.

He stood firm and shouted to the black knights in front of him:

"Why are you running? You're already here, why don't you hurry up and get me a stretcher or something? Are you so indifferent?"

"?"

Eredin would have a weird look on his face.

Because he saw the bad situation of the smelly pirate. This guy looked like he had jumped into the mud and had a fight with ten pigs. His clothes were all in tatters and stained with blood.

There were healing scars all over his handsome face, his blond hair was messy and there were traces of being shaved off, and the bruises on his face had not subsided.

The woman he was carrying on his back was even worse, like a wounded person who had just retreated from a meat grinder war. If he hadn't seen her elf ears still moving, Eredin would have thought that this woman was dead. .

"What's wrong with you?"

The King of Black Knights said in a strange tone:

"Did Kil'jaeden personally come out to beat you? Why are you in such a mess?"

As he spoke, he gestured wildly to the brothers behind him.

The stinky pirate in front of them was so weak that it would be a shame for them not to rob him once. The other black knights saw Black in such a mess, and they all became happy.

They quietly surrounded Blake, waiting for the boss's order to block up their "nemesis" and beat him up.

Killing is definitely not allowed.

This guy is the chosen one by the Moon God. When he dies, he will definitely be buried with everyone around him.

Lord Sargeras may be more powerful than Lady Elune, but these servants obviously cannot compete with the power of the moon god.

But even though he can't kill, he can rob him ruthlessly and get back the shame that the stinky pirates brought to the Black Knights with profit.

"Hey, you bilge rats have become so brave that you actually want to rob me? How brave are you?"

Blake was amused at what the Black Knights were doing.

He laughed and sat down on the ground. Maiev, who had been knocked unconscious by him, held him in his arms. He threw the living wooden sword box forward and made a French military salute.

He said to the Black Knights:

"This thing is my most valuable treasure. If you like it, you can take it away."

"Hahaha"

Seeing that the stinky pirate was so understanding, the Black Knight's boss laughed and stepped forward to pick up Black's "baby" and hand it to his boss, who was also laughing wildly.

But as soon as Lao Ba reached out and touched the living wooden sword box and felt the aura surging inside, the black knight let out a howl like a ghost, and rolled and crawled away for a long distance.

This embarrassing gesture made Eredin sneer. He jumped off his horse and wanted to see for himself what "big gift" Black had sent him.

Isn't it just a curse on a holy object?

Well, we have seen too many black knights. We are the poisonous black knights who were cursed by the Dark Titan himself!

We are not afraid of anything!

With this thought in mind, Eredin bent down and held the living wooden sword box in his arms. As a result, the next moment, Frostmourne's dark and low sneer echoed in his soul.

The coldness that froze the soul made Eredin shrink in place.

"Snapped"

Two seconds later, Frostmourne was thrown back to Black's feet by the Black Knight. The gesture was like throwing a burning bomb. The King of Black Knights retreated while shouting at Black:

"You bastard! You are so bad! How could you do this? Don't play with such a dangerous thing! Don't bring it to Azeroth, bastard! Everyone has to make a living here. food!

Don't lift the table!

Give, give, give! "

Eredin threw all the treasures on his body to Black and screamed:

"Here you go, baby, take it away quickly! The further away, the better! This is really unlucky today."

"What's the rush?"

Black laughed, waved to the frightened black knights, and said:

"You are no longer what you used to be. You are already mature pirates. Don't you want to do big things? Come on, I have a business to discuss with you.

Don’t worry, I will never treat you badly. "