Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Elune, is this Illidan Stormrage? How did he get himself into this?"

In the third hour after midnight, the sweetest dream moment when mortal life is sleeping, Maiev Shadowsong, who finally completed today's hunting target, came to the ruins of the Great Temple under the leadership of the little fish man.

She took off her owl war helmet under the ruins, shook her long hair, and then stepped into the shadows. As a result, she caught a glimpse of Brother Dan, who was suspended in the air and Black was using his life force to repair the damage to his body.

Miss Marvel was frightened.

She exclaimed, but saw Mr. Black raise his finger at her and shake his head, signaling her to be quiet, and then waved for her to come closer.

"Today, let's not tell my story, Maiev."

While adjusting the power of the Dark Moon that shone on Illidan, the pirate said to Maiev, who was sitting next to him and stared at Illidan's strange changes:

"Let me tell you a story about the Dark Walker. I think this story will be memorable and allow you to understand some truths between white and black in the future."

Blake shook his head, took his pipe in his mouth, blew out a smoke ring in the silent night, and told Maiev:

"A long time ago, two children were born in the village of Val'sharah. The first child had beautiful silver eyes, but people didn't pay attention to him because his younger brother was more powerful.

His younger brother has a pair of amber golden eyes that are rare in the whole world and even among the stars. People say that this child will definitely become a great person in the future."

This story is not long.

Because the stories of Brother Stormrage and Tyrande actually don’t have much content if you really pick them out.

After all, in the next 10,000 years, the elder brother in the story left the dreamland because of guilt, the younger brother in the story was imprisoned in a cage because of his stubbornness, and the girl in the story held on to an imperfect love alone. people's expectations.

To be honest, it's not a great story.

It's nothing short of tragic.

But Maiev did not interrupt Mr. Black's story. She had heard many stories from Mr. Black. No matter how stupid she was, she knew that Mr. Black never made things up.

The stories he told all really happened. Although they have not happened yet, they are still projections and prophecies about the future.

"Finally, that guy left two letters and set off on the battlefield of the gods. He wanted to complete the final battle with the dark god who gave him power.

He is determined to become a warden and at the cost of his own sacrifice to heal all the disasters in the stars.

He is a very contradictory person.

Definitely not perfect, but he is indeed a warrior who has been walking on the dark road. In the short first half of his life, he has been tortured by the pressure brought by his own eyes, but in the second half of his glorious life, this guy No longer living for anyone, he devoted himself to an ideal higher than reality. "

Blake shook his head and said:

"He may also know that the seal of the dark god will cause a series of unknown troubles, but he doesn't want to continue, he may be tired.

After all, you've been alone for so long, right? "

"Is Tyrande actually so cruel?"

Maiev lowered her head and said:

"Then when the suicide note was left to her, she should have at least shown a little sadness. How could she be the same as a stranger?"

"Don't you think she's sad?"

Blake chuckled, shook his head and said:

“No, she just can’t be sad.

She knew that if she let out her inner grief, she would hurt her husband and her people. After all, the man who had pursued her so passionately had indeed done terrible things.

Do you think the Tyrande you know is really a heartless person?

Maiev, in this whole story, Tyrande is the most helpless and struggling person.

I don't doubt her relationship with Malfurion, but I am sure that deep down in her heart, there will always be a soft place for Illidan.

Otherwise, she would not have sought Illidan's help when faced with a desperate situation, and would not have even hesitated to conflict with the beautiful, powerful, and rational warden lady over this.

So, in a sense, licking the dog does lick it in the end.

Although not in the conventional way. "

"Well, maybe so. If I were in Tyrande's position, I wouldn't necessarily do better than her."

Maiev nodded.

But soon, Miss Shadowsong discovered a bright spot.

She looked up at Blake who had dispersed the moonlight. She thought for a moment and whispered:

"So, the 'beautiful, chic, strong and rational' lady warden you have been emphasizing is the future me, right?"

"Who knows?"

Blake shrugged without looking back and said:

"If all goes well, she could be you too."

"So, what you are doing is actually pursuing me, right? Mr. Black, we will be together in the future, right? That's why I am not so resistant to the intimacy you bring.

Because this is fate. "

Maiev asked boldly, causing Blake, who was smoking a pipe, to cough violently. He did not deny or confirm, he just waved his hand and said:

"It's time for you to go back and have a good rest. We have training tomorrow."

"Cowardly gods."

Maiev moved her nose and said something dissatisfied.

She took one last look at Illidan, stretched out her hand to put on her helmet, bowed to Black, turned and disappeared into the increasingly gloomy night outside the ruins.

After Maiev left, the little murloc opened its eyes, croaked and waved its fists.

It was very confused as to why Black didn't answer directly just now, "Hey, even a fishman like me felt how powerful Miss Maiev's straight shot was."

Why are you shrinking from such a good thing?

"Shut up."

Black glared at the little fish man and said:

"The story isn't over yet. How do you want me to tell her that she will die because of this love in the future? Foreshadowing! Do you understand the foreshadowing? Why are you so anxious? It's not like you came here to have a one-night stand ten thousand years ago. I'm serious. Yes, okay?

Also, am I so hungry in your eyes? "

The little fish man wanted to nod.

After all, even by the standards of a pirate, the total number of Blake's three wives and confidantes is enough to meet the standard of "hungry and not selective."

How many normal people do you have among your wives and lovers?

Although XP is free, I still recommend you to see a doctor, boss.

But at this moment, it suppressed its imminent desire to die, pointed at Illidan in front of it, and screamed.

Brother Dan woke up.

It's time to get down to business.

Stop bullying me, a pitiful, helpless and weak little fishman who likes to have fun.

"Huh, don't think I don't know what you're thinking."

Black made a vicious move to cut the little fish man's throat, and he threatened:

"Be careful, I will kill your two murloc lovers hiding in Northrend and Suramar when I go back! There is also the jinyu girl prophet and the swordfish female sword master from Pandaria who have an affair with you.

The taste is very tough, my little idiot, and he also likes small fish to eat big fish, and a small horse pulls a big cart. Okay, okay, can I take you to the doctor? "

"Quack!"

The little fool suddenly shrank.

Although he had known for a long time that the things he had secretly hidden could not be hidden from the evil Blake, but if Blake really exposed his scandal, even the bottomless Benbolba would feel a little lost.

After teaching the little fishman a lesson, Blake turned his head and dropped the awakened Illidan back to the ground. Nourished by the life force of the pirates, Illidan's physical mutation had been suppressed.

Judging from his appearance alone, except for the exaggerated and cool evil marks on his body, he is no different from an ordinary blind night elf.

"I don't need to get you a mirror. You can't see it now anyway. You just need to know that your evil energy transformation has been temporarily suppressed."

Black said to the silent Illidan:

"But this suppression comes from my power, not yours. These moonlights will slowly dissipate in the next week. In other words, you have a week to learn to control the pure evil energy in your body.

If you can't, you'll still turn into a half-demon monster.

Now tell me, how do you feel? "

"It's bad."

Illidan's vocal cords were repaired.

But his voice had changed into the hoarse and gloomy tone that Blake was familiar with. This was due to changes at the soul level.

He stroked his still slender arm, and he could feel the terrifying power contained in every muscle under this seemingly thin arm.

He can also feel the evil energy dormant in his body ready to move. Although this force is cruel and ruthless, it is easier to manipulate and more destructive than arcane magic.

powerful!

An unprecedented powerful feeling emerged in Illidan's heart, but it did not make him feel very happy. After all, the price he paid for these powers was too high.

"It's terrible. I feel like I've become an uncontrollable killing machine."

Illidan pointed at his brain and said hoarsely:

"There is a voice here. It is urging me to fight and kill. It tells me that as long as I keep killing, the evil will become stronger and make me stronger."

"It's true."

Black blew out a smoke ring and said to Illidan:

"The characteristics of evil energy are such that it is difficult for a rational person to unleash the full potential of evil energy, but a crazy tyrant will only be tempted by evil energy to become a mindless butcher.

So, this is the first lesson you have to learn, the first lesson of being a demon hunter, I call it ‘making friends’ with your inner demons. "

"Inner demon?"

Illidan savored this unique term and touched his heart. There seemed to be another voice echoing in the tough beating heart.

"This description is very appropriate. Also, what is a demon hunter?"

He turned to look at Blake.

Losing his eyes made Illidan very uncomfortable, but his powerful perception allowed him to sense Black's presence.

Well, its unique existence.

Only after being blind could Illidan truly feel Black's normal state. This guy's mouth didn't move at all when he spoke. He used some kind of illusion to outline his voice.

There is also the aura hidden in his body. Although it is not as violent and tyrannical as Sargeras, it is like a hidden stream flowing in the mountains. It looks inconspicuous but is actually long and endless.

"I guess you must be wondering why I didn't speak and wanted to use this illusion to talk to you."

Black patted Illidan on the shoulder and said:

"Don't think too much, you will go crazy the moment I speak. This is for your own good. As for what a demon hunter is, you have to find the answer yourself, but I can tell you that you are the number one among these stars. A demon hunter.

You use the power of demons to deal with them. One day, you and your followers will become the nightmare of the Burning Legion.

I will teach you to use this power.

I believe you will learn quickly. "

"Are you even good at evil energy?"

Illidan said in surprise:

"I'm already amazed that you can manipulate the madness-causing void and the healing moonlight."

"I know a lot. When necessary, I can even be the most outstanding mage in the world, even though I don't have any arcane magic power."

Blake snorted, stretched out his fingers and placed them in front of Illidan's eyes. As he mobilized his power, a ray of evil energy turned into a light point and floated on Blake's fingertips.

The breath of evil energy caused Illidan to stand up suddenly and make an attack gesture towards Black.

He scolded:

"This is the power of Sargeras! Why do you also have it? Are you, are you Sargeras's evil slave? I remember you just called him 'Sir'?"

Are you with the devils? "

"You have a good imagination."

The pirate curled his lips, stretched out his hand to hold Illidan's shoulder during the transformation, and said:

“Do you think a person as powerful as me would be willing to submit to Lord Sargeras?

Although I had considered it, He was so stingy that he was not even willing to give me the title of 'King of Demons'. He also secretly blocked my account in the evil realm. It took me a lot of effort to get Him to unblock me. It's open.

Okay, these things are complicated to talk about. If you can't explain it in just one or two sentences, it's a plot of at least five to six million words.

I don't mind saying it, but I doubt you have enough time to listen. "

Black put his fingers on Illidan's shoulder hard, causing Eggman to sit cross-legged on the ground under the severe pain. The pirate stood behind him and placed his back on Eggman's forehead bone next to his eyes.

He said:

"There are still three hours until dawn. In this time, you have to master basic combat skills such as the demon hunter's ghost vision, the transformation of flying bat wings, and eye ridges.

After that, I will be waiting here on time every night. One of them is teaching, and the other two are rushing. I don’t mind spending a little more time. Next, I will go to Xin Azshari and Queen Azshara to ‘play games’ in a dignified manner.

I don't want you to hold me back. "

"Okay, I will study hard, but I have seen many things from the demon, and I must send them to Lord Ravencrest."

Illidan whispered:

"That's what I paid for. I have to send them back, it's very important to the world."

"Then you have to sneak into Suramar on your own."

The pirate raised his eyebrows and said:

"Stealth and lurking are basic skills for demon hunters. If you can't even do this, I will have to give you additional training. In addition, you are already very skilled in using the Moon Guard's forbidden skills.

It’s time to pay it forward. "

"That kind of magic."

Illidan shook his head and said:

"I don't want to use it anymore. The victory gained by such sacrifice is just an illusory self-comfort."

"Yes, it is definitely illusory when used on our own people."

Blake leaned down and said in the ear of Brother Dan, who already had a strong aura:

"But what if we use it on demons? It couldn't be used before because the evil energy of demons was absorbed into normal people's bodies and was a deadly poison. But Illidan

Your veins are filled with evil energy, you are already poisonous.

Feel this wilderness, those demons wandering in the night, what a sweet and delicious dead human flesh, take a bite, tsk, tsk, the fragrance will linger on your lips and teeth.

A walking feast is placed in front of you. Now it depends on whether you have a good appetite to enjoy them and whether you will have diarrhea after eating.

Tell me, do you feel guilty about draining demons of their energy and listening to their desperate howls? "

Illidan didn't answer.

But a deep, evil and ferocious smile appeared on his face with a black cloth eye mask, and that familiar smile made Blake laugh.

He patted Illidan on the shoulder.

Say softly:

"Well, welcome back to the hunting ground, Great Demon Hunter, would you like some midnight snacks?"