Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"I thought it was who it was."

Standing on the stern of the ship, Blake curled his lips and handed Seifer the telescope in his hand. He saw the black steel fortress at the edge of the country like a floating island in front of him, and also saw the endless shouting on the edge of the fortress tower. of Sarvis.

explain:

"It turned out to be a little jerk."

"Do you need me to kill it?"

Fenner, who was eager to try, had already drawn out the Titan Killer. She put the full-covering elf war helmet on her head. With the bloody cloak flying behind her, she looked like a walking fortress.

The demigod warriors could not wait to kill in this land of death, but Blake shook his head and said:

"The rules of power here are different from those in the material world. My dear sister, other Force and derived powers in the Death Realm will be suppressed, and your destructive power will be greatly weakened here.

I think this is probably the reason Xavius ​​dares to challenge us.

It thinks it has the power of death, so it arrogantly wants to bury guests like us who have come from afar. It seems that the last failure is really unforgettable for it.

But it doesn't know that compared to its miserable servant, death is my best friend. "

With a weird smile, Black stretched out his left hand, and the mark of sin from Revendreth rose like sparks and floated in the pirate's palm. After returning to the realm of death, the mark of the Eternal seemed to have regained its due power. .

On the translucent character card in front of Blake, a long-lost text reminder was beating in the form of blood:

During the transformation of godhood and divine power into the realm of death, the force of death is suppressed. The destructive power of all non-death forces and derived powers is reduced by 30%. The recovery speed of combat energy in all non-death realms is reduced by 30%.

The Mark of Sin is activated!

The death force faction Venthyr Covenant is launched!

It is detected that the mark holder has the authority granted by the Eternal Emperor Denathrius, and the power of the Venthyr Covenant is being linked.

Sin enhancement is activated!

"Buzz"

A gloomy blood-colored stream of light penetrated the world of Devouring Abyss at this moment, rapidly expanded from the mark in Blake's hand, and enveloped the entire Nagfar.

The pirate has no plans to go into battle directly. The scars from the Sargeras battle on his body have not yet been eliminated. Moreover, he has been "tortured" by Fenna in the past few days and is still in a weak state.

But with the Mark of the Eternal in hand, Black has more means to face the threat of Xavius.

He turned around and put his hand on Fenner's shoulder, and the "Blood Dragon" symbol of the Venthyr Covenant flashed on Fenner's forehead.

With the demigod warrior's exclamation, she felt a special power integrated into her body and perfectly integrated with her own divinity and anger.

Not to replace, but to strengthen.

“Then, with the power bestowed upon me by my best friend, Emperor Denathrius, I now declare you to be the ‘Sin Eater’ Countess of Venthyr.

Finna Golden Sword, wield this condemning power to your heart’s content! "

The pirate patted Fenner's waist, pointed to Xavius ​​above Temaculun Castle in the distance, and said to the idiot sister:

"Go, chop it to death, no, I have a better idea, capture it! We need a guide who can walk in the Maw."

"so troublesome."

Fenner complained:

"It's much more troublesome to capture him alive than to kill him. If I do it, you have to reward me."

Hearing this, Blake's lower back suddenly trembled.

As expected of a warrior

Is this desire so strong?

Hey, compared to the excessive demands, even Xalatath can be regarded as an ascetic ancient god.

"go Go."

Blake suppressed his weakness and responded, thinking that he had to find an opportunity to teach Fenner, who knew the taste of marrow, a lesson.

She has been a little too crazy these days, and she happily regards Lord Evil God as an object that is about to be conquered, no matter how bad Blake's experience is, hey, being forced is not a good thing at all.

It's no fun at all.

Fenna didn't expect this. She laughed, turned around and jumped off the stern of the ship, and then nimbly climbed up the anima sculpture thrown by Blake. The thing flew in the air and transformed into a terrifying and powerful blind hunter.

The stone demon secretly made by Venthyr was obviously much more active after returning to the Kingdom of Death. It carried Fenna, flapped its wings, raised strong winds, and flew towards the black steel fortress where Xavius ​​was.

On the ground, the black Nagfar finally tore through the white mist and entered the abyss.

When its huge figure truly entered the kingdom of death, it cast a cold shadow on the eternal darkness of the Maw. Those Abyss warriors driven by Xavius ​​were preparing to siege the ship on both sides of the Styx. They were stunned for a moment.

Each of these strange warriors wears gray-black Yin Iron armor. The style of those armors is extremely uniform. They are all made of full plate armor carved into skeletons and spikes in a gloomy style, which makes the Abyss warriors look at it. It looks majestic and dark.

They hold heavy weapons forged by death, making harsh noises as they walk silently, but each warrior wears a full-coverage twisted steel helmet.

No face or even eyes could be seen at all.

This is normal.

These guys have no real entities. They are all warriors covered with armor outside their spiritual bodies. To be precise, the armor is their true body.

This is completely an "enhanced" version of the Undead Scourge.

In Blake's gaze, these lowest-level "Abyssworn" have the strength of mid-level warriors. The power from death makes them silent and lack wisdom. They are high-quality cannon fodder that Lord Zoval has carefully accumulated for countless epochs.

If the warden's legions are of this quality and are large enough, then it is not an illusion that he and his allies want to invade the material stars and create an era of death.

At least with the same number, this army of Abyssworn can definitely fight to the death with the Burning Legion.

But now, when facing the strengthened Nag'far, these little Yuansworn can't even think of anything.

"Hahaha, pathetic bastard! Face my power!"

Princess Nagfar stands on the bow of the enhanced ghost ship. The bow made of Deathwing's dragon head is majestic and evil.

Although the World Destroyer is dead, its remains can still frighten those cowards so much that they tremble and run away.

But that's not the point.

The key point is that the hull of the Nagfar itself has undergone earth-shaking changes. The three-time reinforced wooden hull has become a gloomy and solid steel hull after being strengthened by the domain of the Governor's Crown. The sharp lower part of the hull is like a sword. It has a gloomy source of energy that looks like a dragon's claws.

There is a five-story bridge on the wide deck, and the ship's masts have been replaced with fortress-shaped black triple rapid-fire naval guns in the style of mechanical dwarfs.

There are three main guns standing in three directions on the secondary deck surrounding the bridge. The caliber of the main guns is enough for a minotaur to stand upright and do a set of stretching exercises while standing inside.

A section of the rear deck is reserved as a landing platform for aircraft, and on the source steel hulls on both sides, the gun windows belonging to the sail battleship era have also been retained.

After deliberately imitating the artillery layout of the Sea King, the number of small-caliber naval guns on both sides of the Nagfar reached an astonishing one hundred and eighty.

In this field strengthening, she installed all the black technologies developed by the Mecha Gnome crew on her hull, including the two high-energy charging piles that were unscientific.

There are also rows of laser beams and energy generators stolen from the Naaru spacecraft.

If that's not impressive enough, there are six torpedo launchers mounted on the front and rear of the hull.

Well, the torpedoes here are not used to blow up ships, but the super-large high-explosive torpedoes used on the "Evil of this World" during the Battle of Argus, which are specially used to deal with demon starships.

The biggest feature of this torpedo is that it does not have an explosive part in the conventional sense. Instead, it has a high-level element sealed in an explosive chamber.

Depending on the scene you need, you can fill it with fire elements for high-explosive combustion, water elements for freezing and controlling the field, wind elements for dispersing fog or creating obstructions, and earth elements for cleaning up the battlefield and dropping from high altitudes.

There is a whole team of tauren shamans trained by Ms. Magatha Tidetotem on board the Nagfar, who are responsible for "manpower loading" of torpedoes.

"Naqfar! Prepare for fire coverage!"

A group of Abyssworn people had never seen this scene before. The ship sailing on the Styx like a steel floating island in front of them and the ghost ship in the intelligence were not the same thing at all.

The loyal warriors under the Warden felt that they had been fooled by Xavius, but before they had time to react, Princess Mononoke issued a terrible order.

The ship spirit gave an order, and the Nagfar transformed into a "hedgehog" in a matter of seconds.

The gun windows on both sides of the smooth hull were opened, and the dark naval guns pushed out like eerie spikes.

The rapid-fire naval guns on the deck that could rotate 360 ​​degrees were also aimed at the target under the personal command of Nagfar. The three large-caliber main guns raised their muzzles and pointed at Temaculun on the torture plain in the distance. Fortress group.

Stoneborn warriors were constantly flying out of the ship to escort them. Under the command of General Karl, the lazy air commander of the Nagfar, these elite Venthyr warriors carried dwarf bombs and headed towards those who dared to attack them. The fortress flew over.

General Karl is a general under Emperor Denathrius.

These damn Deepsworn dared to provoke her and her temporary master. This was equivalent to provoking the supreme Emperor Denathrius. This was a challenge to Venthyr and Revendreth.

The most ruthless sanctions must be imposed!

"No! Wait! There must be a misunderstanding!"

A Deepsworn Shadow Archmage was suspended in the mist of the River Styx, leaning on the Death Staff and approaching the murderous Nagfar. This guy seemed to be a lich and was ready to explain.

But Princess Mononoke ignored it.

She looked back at her father, who was holding the little bitch of Xalatath with his left hand and holding Sephiel's mother's waist with his right hand, looking at her with pleased eyes.

He is like a gentle father who is looking forward to his daughter's great achievements.

Inspired by her father's gaze, Princess Mononoke was full of confidence. She raised her left hand and waved it down like her father usually gave orders.

"Fire!"

"boom"

More than two hundred cannons of various calibers fired at the same time, and the cannonballs fired by the naval guns strengthened by the broken world artifacts were also enhanced in power. In the area covered by the Mark of Sin, any attack would be accompanied by the bone-gnawing force of the Venthyr. The poisonous punishment for sins, this power from the world of death is absolutely fatal to the Yuansworn cannon fodder.

In order to avenge himself, Xavius ​​sent out almost all the Deepsworn soldiers in the Temmaculon Fortress. They formed three formations on both sides of the Styx, as fearsome as the gloomy and miserable steel forest.

But a single salvo from the Nagfar swept through these steel forests at close range like a scythe slashing.

The armor of the Abyssworn is specially made and is very strong, but even the strongest armor will twist and burst under such a close range bombardment, especially if the bastard is hit by a large-caliber rapid-fire naval gun, the steel around the impact point of the shell will They were all melted and twisted together, looking extremely miserable.

The Temaculun fortress group, which is jointly "served" by three main guns, is even more blessed.

The artillery shells that were enough to destroy the walls of Stormwind City roared over, and the three consecutive hits with precise landing points directly destroyed the black steel spire at the highest point of the fortress group, causing the iconic cold tower to be blown apart with a harsh sound. one third.

The fire that was shed after the explosion of the special cannon was ignited everywhere as the burning Abyssworn howled and screamed.

Not to mention that the stone-born assassins who were holding fire in their hearts continued to drop various explosives from the sky, turning the majestic castle fortress into a mess.

The Xavians were dumbfounded.

It really didn't expect that its revenge would develop like this, nor did it expect that damn Black to be so tough! Dare to use knives and guns to demolish other people's houses in Lord Zoval's domain.

Hello, you are a guest, right?

Isn’t this a bit of guest etiquette?

The shelling on the River Styx in the distance continued, and the low blasting sound represented that the Nagfar was unleashing its destructive power.

Blake once asked his shipgirl if her daughter had any ideals, and Nagfar answered his father's doubts with practical actions.

She has a dream!

And it’s a very, very grand dream!

She aspires to be the kind of super battleship that can fly to the sky and escape from the earth, travel to the stars and various realms, and has main guns all over its body.

Of course, the current posture is just the beginning compared to that grand wish, but the tide of destruction on the River Styx has already represented that Princess Mononoke has embarked on the road to pursue her dream.

She even understood the theory of firepower superiority and the big-explosion tactics without any teacher.

"Ah, my daughter has grown up. As an old father, I am really happy."

Seeing Nagfar standing proudly on the bow of the ship in the sea of ​​fire and noisy wind, holding a ceremonial command knife Cos Admiral Grandpa, Black was very pleased to slap his two wives hard on the face. Pecked twice.

He wanted to leave it at that.

Anyway, the big trouble that Xavius ​​got into was enough to bring the little brat back to his original form. After all, it was his territory and it was hard to cause too much trouble.

But the next moment, Blake and his two wives looked back at the same time as if they felt something. A destructive force was erupting behind them. When the three of them were stunned, they saw a bloody flame that burned everything, like a black line, pulling across. The upper level of Temaculon Fortress.

It seems Xavius ​​is good at escaping.

In order to capture it alive and get rewards, Fenner actually used the power of her trump card.

The roar of the Titan's Sword Te'sarak resounded across the land of the Maw, and the Enemy Breaker's flames slashed across the dim sky, melting all the black steel and iron wherever it went.

With one slash, one-third of the warden's cool fortress was cut off from the top. Those dark and gloomy towers were like fruits cut by sharp blades, falling quickly along the melted and smooth cuts. The highlands of the tormented plains.

Now there's a big fuss

Blake reached out and covered his face in despair. Sephiel and Xalatas, who were watching the excitement, also looked at each other.

Amidst the ashes and dust splashed all over the sky by the collapsed fortress, the proud Fenner returned to the deck of the Nagfar carrying the blind hunter who was feasting. The powerful demigod stone demon still held a torn head in its claws. The steel head of the scorched beast.

This smart stone beast knew that Blake liked to collect these strange skulls, so it also brought back "trophies" for Blake.

"boom"

Xavius, who had his legs cut off and was screaming, was thrown on the steel deck by Fenner. The demigod warrior carrying Tesarak moved his shoulders and gave a sweet and passionate expression to his brother. blew a kiss, then hummed a song and took back the Titan Blade, turned it into a pendant and hung it on his wrist, then swayed his waist and returned to the cabin.

She was going to prepare for her well-deserved reward tonight, maybe find some "fun" clothes from Xal'atath's closet or something.

Xavius ​​knew he had failed again.

But it still retained the last hope. In pain, it raised its head with difficulty and looked at Black, who was walking towards it in the background of burning flames. The slaves with the four surnames suddenly shouted:

"No! Don't kill me! If I die this time, it's really over! I can be loyal to you. You need me! Lord Black, I am blind and I am stupid.

But I still have value!

Torghast!

The Warden and Emperor Denathrius didn't tell you, but I know that the souls of Azeroth's war dead are imprisoned in that tower! They are all there! "