Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Quick, quick, evacuate! Little Xingxing opens the door, we should evacuate."

In the Watcher's Cave, after hearing Xal'atath's reminder, the captain immediately called the blue dragon girl to come over and open the portal.

Locating the Nagfar in the haze of ocean pollution was difficult.

But this difficulty is for ordinary spell casters. For blue dragons like Xiao Xingxing who are born with strong spell casting ability, as long as the spirit of the ghost ship does not resist her positioning, it is not difficult to open the door accurately.

"What are you urging me for?"

The little princess didn't realize the seriousness of the problem yet. She put away the beautiful flame stone in her hand, took her plump little dragon forward, waved her fingers and started to outline the outline of the portal.

He also emphasized:

"You are not allowed to call me 'Little Star'! We are not familiar with each other yet. Only friends and family can call me that."

Blake's assassin instinct was calling the police.

He looked up, the feeling of being watched by an apex predator making him uncomfortable, and Xal'atath chuckled in his ear.

Her smile was full of faint malice, as if she was happy to see the pirates who always put on airs get into trouble. This was also a tactic often used by possessed evil creatures like her.

Only when the host is in desperate danger will it not resist the "help" of some dark forces in order to survive.

But the Pirates had been too stable before.

No matter what the situation, Xal'atas seemed to be able to do it with ease, resulting in Xal'atas having no chance to use this strategy against Black.

Now is a good time.

Once Maiev Shadowsong catches up, with the current strength of the pirates, they will never win even if they cheat. At that time, she, the "Legacy of the Void", will be needed to take action.

Haha, the plan works.

"Open the door quickly, Stellagosa!"

Blake held the battle scythe behind him and shouted back impatiently. It was probably the coldness in the words and the direct name-calling that made Little Xingxing feel something strange.

She said no more and sketched the portal in her hand faster.

The pirate took the time to look back and could only say that it was indeed a blue dragon. When using a short-range portal, he didn't even need to outline the mana model like a human spellcaster.

The magic power that used to be unruly in the hands of humans is as docile as a sheep in the hands of Little Star. Watching the Blue Dragon Princess cast spells is full of freedom and ease.

These guys rely entirely on their talent to use magic.

It's really enviable.

"Click"

The sound of the magic platform descending was thunderous in Blake's ears.

The pirate followed his instinct and rolled outwards into the shadows.

At the same time, four figures flashed towards the pirates. Before the three warlocks could react, they were kicked over by the young ladies who jumped out of the shadows.

Maimu, the warrior, actually reacted.

But it was completely useless.

The trident in the orc's hand was filled with fiery anger and pierced forward, and of course it hit nothing.

The watcher, wearing plate armor and holding a moon blade in his hand, performed a graceful somersault in front of him, grazing the edge of the trident and jumped in front of Maimu. His dark green cloak turned, like a whirlwind of swords, igniting in front of the orcs' eyes.

It only took a moment to leave more than a dozen deep scratches on Maimu's heavy armor.

There is also a watcher flashing in the direction of the little star to prevent the blue dragon from casting spells.

But she flashed and used Shadow Strike to jump over, and was kicked in the back by Blake who was hiding in the shadows. The thrown moon blade rubbed the little star's body and flew out without interrupting the opening of the portal.

The pirate and the watcher girl fought quickly in the shadows.

The two of them staggered for less than two seconds, attacking each other more than a dozen times. The missed Moon Blade spun around and flew back, only to be knocked to the ground by Black's batarang.

The Watcher, who had lost his weapon, had difficulty resisting Black's explosion. At the third second, he was punched in the waist by the pirate. After failing to dodge, he was thrown to the ground over his shoulder.

The young lady had to jump up and fight back.

The pirate in front of her waved her hand and threw her out, temporarily expelling her from the real dimension.

"Ha, you must be a new recruit."

Blake picked up the moon blade stuck on the ground, held it in his hand, and said sarcastically to the exiled watcher in front of him:

"My skills are okay, but my fighting experience is far worse than Nasa's. For a typical young man, the energy comes and goes quickly during a fight. This won't work for you.

You have to learn to slow down. Believe me, no matter what you do, persistence is more important than explosion. "

"Buzz"

The little star's portal finally opened, and Blake turned around to jump in, but when he turned around, he saw a watcher holding a thorn wheel, emerging from the shadows with elegant steps.

She appeared next to the giant magician in a flash, and the sword wheel in her hand could not be seen moving. The body of the destroyer witch who had just contracted with Zalak seemed to be cut open by an invisible sharp blade.

The lustful demon with six arms and a veil didn't even let out a scream, but collapsed into pieces of flesh and blood on the spot.

this.

The speed of swinging the sword is too fast, so you can't even see the moves clearly?

The giant magician was frightened and backed away.

He waved his hand and threw a magic shield on himself, but the warden lady didn't even look at him. She turned around lightly on the spot, her blade-wing cloak turned, and the three warlocks around her screamed at the same time.

They were exposed to the array of shadow knives thrown around by the warden lady, waving her cloak. The magic armor on the warlocks was like paper.

In less than a second, the three warlocks were like punctured flesh and blood bags, blood burst out from their bodies, and they twitched and fell down.

Maimu was about to charge forward with the trident, but the Warden's figure flashed, and when he reappeared, his left foot wearing owl boots emerged from the shadows, kicking into the gap of Maimu's helmet.

Kicking the heavily armored orc on his back, it was like a dragon punch, knocking him off the ground and then slamming him to the ground. That gesture was like an orc warrior taking the initiative to put his face up for the warden to step on.

If the pirate hadn't known the truth, he would have even thought that the orc was an actor hired by the warden.

Isn’t this too cooperative?

"Maev Shadowsong!"

Blake was shocked.

He didn't care about any plans at this moment. When he saw the warden easily dispatching his subordinates and disappearing into the shadows, he took out the Shield of Odin and blocked it in front of his eyes.

The next blow is definitely coming towards him!

"boom"

A heavy blow from the weapon was heard from the large protective shield, and its force pushed the pirate back three steps. Isn't the Warden an agile profession? Why is it so powerful!

Madam Warden, you are cheating.

But compared to Maiev's surprise attack, Blake had another problem.

When he took out the Shield of Odin and blocked the shadow attack of the warden lady, a disdainful scolding sounded in his ears.

The Shield of Odin cannot be used in mortal combat. Blake's use of this weapon of the Lord of War dishonors what this shield represents.

Amidst the deafening scolding, a bright negative effect popped up on the character card floating in front of him:

Coward: You used the weapons of gods in a mortal duel, which seriously undermined the fairness of the battle, and was excommunicated as a "coward" by Odin.

In this state, the attack and movement speed are reduced by 50%, the protective effects of all armors are cleared, and all talents are temporarily sealed, and the effects last until the end of the battle.

"Fuck Odin!"

Blake, who has always been very particular about "self-restraint", cursed at this moment.

He was not angry because Odin acted mischievously at this time, but mainly because he thought Odin might be blind in the other eye.

Do you regard Maiev Shadowsong, who is standing in front of you as a "mortal"? This woman's fighting power can easily kill most of the heroic spirits under your command, okay?

"Wrong response."

While Blake was holding his shield for protection, Warden Maiev, who was interrupted from the raid, suddenly said something in Salas, as if he was commenting on Blake's behavior.

Let the pirates hear clearly.

"boom"

The warden threw the thorn blade upward, and the fingers of his armored hands clasped the edge of Odin's shield.

After a light somersault, she passed over the pirate's head, used her strength to snatch the shield from the weak Black's hand, turned around, kicked out her long legs, and kicked the pirate's perky butt.

Not using force.

But it destroyed his balance, causing Blake to take a few steps forward in embarrassment.

He turned around and saw Maiev raising her left hand, firmly catching the falling blade wheel, and then raising the jagged blade, pointing it diagonally at the embarrassed pirate in front of her.

Under the owl helmet covered with battle scars, a pair of eyes stared at the enemy in front of him.

She threw back the Shield of Odin in her other hand, landed accurately at Blake's feet, and said:

"Borrowed power will betray you."

"you"

The pirate looked at the warden in front of him in surprise.

He was about to ask more questions when he saw Maiev's figure disappearing in front of him again. He didn't want to take out the hilt of the sword at his waist and inject magic power into it.

The one-meter-long flaming blade jumped out and slashed to the left based on perception, cutting through a moonlight illusion that emerged from the shadows of the warden, but the real Maiev walked out from the other side of him at the same time.

The cold thorn blade rubbed against the pirate's neck and slid down, leaving a clear scratch on the Night Killer's suit, leaving Blake to walk between life and death.

He stepped back into the shadows.

As the shadow suit covered his body smoothly, the fingers wrapped in cold gauntlets reached out and clasped onto the pirate's cloak accurately and unceremoniously, grabbing him out of the shadow again.

Blake was thrown to the ground by the warden over his shoulder in the exact same posture he had used when he bullied the new Watcher recruit Mylene Bladewing. The world was spinning.

As soon as he raised his head after falling to pieces, he saw Maiev pressing on him in a weird posture. The legs wrapped in iron armor were pressed against his chest, making the pirate almost unable to breathe for a moment.

What's even more terrible is that the sharp, jagged thorn blade is right in front of Blake's eyes.

Less than an inch in front of Sargeras' cursed vision, you can feel the unique cold aura of the weapon even without looking at it.

"The senses are sharp, but they can't make good use of them. There are treasures in his body, but he behaves like a real blind man. A typical young man, who comes and goes quickly.

Is this what you call 'lasting'?

Can't you hold on for even five seconds? "

The Thalassian language with a hint of Suramar accent sounded from above the pirate's body. During Ms. Maiev's soft evaluation, the cold thorn blade came into contact with the corner of the pirate's eyes.

With a flick of the sharp blade, the red cursed vision was opened, revealing Black's blue left eye.

"You must have experienced many challenges, but why are you still so weak? I once thought that the pirates who dared to rob the Watcher's Crypt must have some abilities.

But seeing you now, I'm really disappointed.

Wanton and unrestrained, arrogant and frivolous.

You must have wasted a lot of time on unnecessary entertainment. "

The knife wheel rotated slightly and slid under the corner of Blake's left eye.

A bleeding wound was left. Under the stinging and stunned gaze of the pirate, he heard Maiev whisper in a voice that only he and the two could hear:

"It will be much more pleasing to the eye if you leave this mark."

"Blake Shaw, from today on, you are my prisoner, and I am your warden! Run as much as you want, and let me relive the feeling of hunting.

I'll enjoy it. "

"Snapped"

The pirates were thrown out.

He hasn't figured out what happened yet.

The Maiev in front of him was a bit strange, definitely not what the white-haired and faceless Kaldorei lady he had seen in the game should look like.

It's normal to not be able to beat her.

At present, in the legend of Azeroth, there are only a few who can definitely defeat Maiev, but those few moves just now were not like a battle at all, but more like a cat playing with a mouse.

Or a coaching session.

Moreover, maybe it is the pirate's illusion, why does Maiev feel a little yandere! Is it also one of the consequences of destroying the thread of fate?

"boom"

But he couldn't think too much about what was happening in front of him. When Maiev threw him out, there was an explosion of evil energy storm under the magic platform of the Watcher's Cave.

In the rolling of dark green energy, a black shadow sprang out from the cave below, swept high into the sky like an eagle, and when its wings spread, it landed in the middle of the pirates and watchers with a swift superhero style.

Ink-black evil energy rolled like black smoke. Illidan Stormrage, who was completely demonized, held the skull of Gul'dan in the alienated claws of his left hand, and slowly stood up in his very standard classic pose.

At this time, two curved and domineering devil horns had grown on Illidan's forehead, and evil fire was glowing in his eyes without an eyepatch.

Opposite this exaggerated appearance like the World-Destroying Demon King, Maiev Shadowsong also moved her body and held her Thorn Blade Wheel.

"boom"

The pale-white Skull of Gul'dan was dropped from Illidan's hand, rolled like a ball in front of the pirate, and was caught in Black's hand.

But what caught my eye was no longer orange light, but a dim purple light.

This thing was sucked dry by Illidan.

It was almost destroyed, and the drop in grade was just an appearance. This meant that the Skull of Gul'dan had changed from a warlock's sacred object to a fairly good magic item.

"Go ahead."

Illidan's hoarse voice echoed in the cave, and he said to the pirate who got up behind him:

"Don't be upset about today's failure. You are facing the best stalker in Azeroth, and I have tasted bitter defeat at her hands.

You have to survive first before you can possibly win against her.

Don't forget to fulfill your duty, pirate. "

Blake nodded.

He grabbed the almost abandoned Skull of Gul'dan and stood up, then gestured to the group of incompetent waste men behind him, asking the petrified little star to continue maintaining the portal.

The moment he retreated into the portal, the pirate suddenly raised his head and shouted to Illidan Stormrage:

"Maybe it's a bit unlucky, but if there is no end in sight, I hope you die well."

Brother Dan was stunned by these words.

Then, a ferocious smile appeared on the demonic face. His wings flapped and he raised the burning war blade in his hand. Before fighting Maiev, he said:

"That's a good sentence, I like it. I also wish you a worthy death, pirate."