Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 288 107. Watch out, I will teach you the first rule when encountering danger——[235]

(Additional update [2/5] for the brothers of "Spread your nose and get a nest")

"Let's go, let's go quickly, they're catching up with us."

On the road leading to the Dusk Forest from the Deadwind Trail, the human mage Khadgar supported Garona, who was limping when walking, and was running hard in the night.

The legendary assassin was injured on his abdomen. From his arms to his shoulders to his lower back, there were burns from some kind of dark spiritual power. They looked miserable, but they were just superficial injuries.

What was really serious was that her spirit was very depressed, as if she had been run over by something terrible.

Garona was even unable to control her body movements, and her hands were shaking like Parkinson's. Such a situation appeared in an assassin who relied on precision to survive, which already showed the seriousness of the problem.

The situation with mages is a little better.

But it's only slightly better.

There were no injuries on his body, but looking at the magic power surging around his body every few seconds, one could tell that he had also been struck by the same strange force.

To make matters worse, someone is chasing them from behind.

Looking into the distance from tonight's bright moonlight, on the mountain road surrounding below, there are six black knights riding dark horses, chasing after each other in the dark night.

There are also ghostly hounds roaring as tracking precursors.

It's not like they're a big problem.

Just the Black Knight.

Garona and Khadgar worked together before and easily killed two of them. Even if there were six more, in this embarrassing situation, Khadgar could still take Garona away with all his strength.

The biggest threat lies in the sky.

The mage looked up and saw a huge black shadow spreading its wings and taking off from the terrace of Karazhan.

It was a dragon, but not quite a dragon.

It has a nearly 60-meter-long body, which means that it is a powerful adult dragon, but there is no trace of flesh and blood on its body, replaced by red and black bones exuding scorching smoke.

Those skeletons showed signs of being severely burned by magic, but they still maintained the integrity of the skull dragon.

The curse magic that killed it back then bound the dragon's soul to its remains, making it restless and at the same time losing its nobility as a giant dragon and turning into a brainless beast. Killing machine.

However, it is very strong.

He was very strong during his lifetime and dared to fight head-on with the astral mage Medivh.

But this unlucky blue dragon whose real name was Arcanagos was unlucky. The day it came to cause trouble happened to be when Sargeras' consciousness dominated Medivh.

After a short and terrifying battle, it transformed into the most powerful monster among the dark mage Takarazhan.

It has a new name.

A very domineering and wild name.

Now, it's called Nightmare.

Forged in the dark night, a nightmare for all living beings.

At this moment, the manic Burning Bone Dragon flapped its bone wings and took off into the sky. In a low and weird howl, full of hatred and madness, it merged into the sky under the dark night.

When the moonlight came down, Khadgar could clearly see a black knight wearing a cape sitting on the neck of the bone dragon.

That was Eredin, the leader of the Black Knights.

"Blake is such a pain in the ass!"

Garona shook her body and complained with white lips:

"Since he evacuated the entire Karazhan, why did he still keep this difficult bone dragon? Why did these cursed black knights join forces with this skull dragon?"

"Well, it's probably because you emptied out the treasure trove they finally accumulated."

Khadgar, who had the form of an old man but was actually very young, sighed. He thought about the situation at hand, and in the next moment he reached out and hugged Garona's trembling waist.

explain:

"I asked you to take less just now, but now you've pissed them off completely."

"Blake can take it, but I can't?"

Garona is still a little bit tough right now.

But her current situation was so bad that she didn't bother arguing with the mage. She knew what Khadgar was going to do, so she reached out and hugged Khadgar's arm and said:

"Send us farther away."

"You think beautifully."

Khadgar struggled to control the magic power in his body that was still out of control, and whispered:

"In order to help you purify those two damn daggers, the magic power in my body will still be boiling, and I cannot use long-distance teleportation unless you are willing to experience the feeling of being thrown into the whirlpool of the endless sea.

It can only be teleported over short distances. I sent us to the Swamp of Sorrows, where there are Alliance troops and mages from Dalaran. These black knights will not take risks. "

"No, go to Dusk Forest!"

The orc assassin gritted his teeth, and the ninja said in pain:

"Trust me, there is a way out there."

"."

Khadgar looked back at the Nightmare that was flying rapidly through the air. He slightly modified the teleportation spell model and asked again:

"Is it related to your friend Blake again? You trust him so much, I'm really jealous of him."

In this low voice, the blue light flashed away.

The next moment, double dragon's breath mixed with anxiety and cold air spurted down from the sky, destroying everything within a thirty-meter radius of where the two people were.

"Buzz"

At the same moment, the mage and the assassin fell from a height of three meters in an awkward posture, and smashed into the fruit trees of the rotten orchard in the middle of the twilight forest.

I don't know if it was the malice of fate that caused Khadgar to be thrown onto a pile of rotten oranges when he fell, although the impact of the fall was effectively slowed down.

But the sour and rotten smell that rushed into his nose almost sent the clean-loving mage away on the spot.

Garona was luckier.

When she fell, she happened to hang on a branch full of oranges. After buffering up and down in the air several times, she spread her arms and lay on the ground full of weeds.

It was dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Twilight Forest, this ghost place is like this. The boundaries between day and night have been completely blurred here, and light and other things do not belong here.

"It's not safe here and I hate this place."

Khadgar quickly stood up from the pile of rotten fruit and threw a magic spell on himself with a look of disgust on his face to dissipate the bad smell from his body.

He looked around and said to Garona who was lying on the ground gasping for air:

"It's not far enough here. It may take a long time for the black knight on horseback to arrive, but at the flying speed of the Nightmare, the time left for us is only twenty minutes at most.

Do you think there is a way out here?

where? "

“The dump goes to the dump.”

Garona sat up with difficulty and leaned against the tree behind her. Shaking her hands, she took out an old statue of Garni carved from rotten wood from her magic bag and threw it to Khadgar.

explain:

"Remember the story I told you a few days ago when we were drinking? I reiterate, I was not joking. I used this to find garbage dumps in the Dusk Forest.

Look for those spire-shaped ones that don't emit a stink. At first glance, they look like garbage dumps that were actively built by someone.

Old Ghani will help us.

Black told me that when it came to hiding his head and showing his tail, Garni Sr. was absolutely trustworthy. "

"The god who picks up trash and eats it?"

Khadgar was a little confused. As an orthodox mage, the education he received since childhood told him that it was foolish to entrust his life and fortune to such a bizarre thing.

As Medivh's apprentice, of course he knew about the trolls and their Loa gods. He knew that those Loa gods were mysterious beasts.

But turning to a trash god?

Arcane is on top.

Every time he thought about this kind of thing, Khadgar felt that the world was too crazy.

"Trust me, go find Khadgar."

Garona urged:

"Old Garni is a very easy-to-talk loa. He is willing to help any humble person who needs help. Believe me, he will help."

"Fine."

The mage sighed, held the statue in his hand, and quickly left the orchard, which was full of fruit trees but seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, intending to look around for the garbage pile Garona mentioned.

But before he had even taken a few steps, he saw a small garbage dump standing at the foot of the hillside.

The appearance is exactly as described by Garona.

It is composed of all kinds of garbage, like a small spire, without any peculiar smell, and in front of the garbage pile, there is a shrine made of rotten wood.

"I found it."

The mage turned around and shouted, and Garona, who was bandaging herself, was also stunned for a moment.

Although I have always known that Khadgar seems unreliable, but is actually a very reliable partner, but this efficiency is a bit too great, right?

She randomly took out a golden staff filled with powerful magic power from her magic bag, used it as a walking stick, and walked to the mage's side while leaning on her body.

After seeing the garbage pile in front of him, the assassin let out a sigh of relief.

Survived.

With the support of Khadgar, she placed the statue of Old Garni on the shrine, and recited the long list of God's names. Soon, a strange and unbeatable voice lingered in the familiar mist, It sounded right in front of the two of them.

"Hey, rich woman walking in the shadows, why did you summon Old Garni? Did you bring Old Garni a new sparkle?"

"Yes."

Garona took out a large bag of damaged books from Karazhan's library from her luggage and placed them on Old Garni's trash heap.

As Khadgar watched with twitching eyes, Old Garni, who had come to collect the 'tribute', suddenly transformed into the form of a brightly colored Lesognathosaurus and appeared on the garbage pile.

Those big bright eyes glanced at Garona in a friendly manner, and then glanced at Khadgar with great vigilance.

It said in a strange tone:

"It's really strange. I just sent away a pretentious idiot a few days ago, and today I saw another one. Look at this bad thing whose body has been damaged by the curse. He must be slandering old Garni in his heart.

Maybe they are talking bad about me, saying that I like to eat garbage

how?

Judging from your appearance, don’t you believe in old Gani’s power? "

"It's not that I don't believe it, I just..."

Khadgar tried to explain patiently in a mage's way, but Garona gave him a sharp look.

asshole.

Now that my life is almost gone, is it time to make friends?

"Well, I just saw the form of Loa for the first time, and I was a little curious."

The mage touched his nose and said something awkwardly.

"snort"

The bright red scales of the Lephignathosaurus ignored him. It didn't like these proud warriors and heroes at all, so it lowered its head and used its flexible claws to browse through its own tributes.

"Well, the books with mysterious magical power are still damaged. They are indeed novel garbage. They are shiny treasures that Old Garni has rarely seen before. They can be given to those talented but humble children.

Well, I am very satisfied with this tribute. "

Garni swung his tail, raised his head, tilted his flexible head, looked at Garona up and down, and said:

"Hey, where are your two dangerous weapons?"

"Lumped in Karazhan."

The legendary assassin sighed, held the wound on his abdomen and said:

"When Gul'dan gave them to me, I felt something was wrong with the dagger. Black deliberately reminded me of the threat in it, so I thought about using the knowledge in Karazhan to purify it.

As a result, my companions and I underestimated the difficulty of this undertaking.

He also underestimated the origins of those two weapons.

Just now, we almost summoned the demon king Kil'jaeden the Benefactor into this world."

"Those are very powerful cursed weapons. Aren't you going to take them back?"

Old Garni opened his mouth, showed a rather shameless smile, and asked:

"Do you need me to help you steal those two weapons back from that dangerous Tower of Darkness? This tribute is not enough for such a dangerous matter."

"No, I'm not going to get them back."

Garona raised her head and said seriously:

"I already know who the dark aura on the Kingslayer's double blades comes from, and I no longer want to have the slightest connection with them. They are just two weapons used as seeds of conspiracy. Whoever wants them will go.

I will offer tribute now, just to ask you to help me and my companions escape from the pursuers. "

"Ah, this is easy."

Old Garni used his flexible claws to rummage through the garbage pile behind him. As the garbage was flying, he took out two very worn but not dirty cloaks in his mouth and placed them on Garona and Khadgar. forward.

it says:

"This is the 'invisibility cloak' that comes with Old Garni's magical power. After putting it on, it can block all tracking powers on you, but it can only last for one day.

So, run away. "

"Besides, I appreciate your decisiveness as a rich woman with cute little fangs. Throw away those two dangerous sharp blades. This is a good thing.

Without them, you are still a 'regicide'.

But the next person who picks them up may not. "