Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 428 137. It’s over, it’s time to recruit a new defense instructor - more updates for Huo Zhengting’s good brother [45]

"boom"

The legendary lightning storm was activated again. With the experience of releasing this thing on Watch Island before, the pirates tried their best to control it in the form of concentrated power this time.

His consciousness seemed to be controlling a spinning fighter plane, flying into the sky with the rushing lightning, and then crashing down from above the battle area under the speed of lightning.

Anhelder is worthy of being the leader of the Nine Martial Gods. She had a premonition of where the lightning would hit in advance.

The wings flapped and flickered out for a moment. After deviating from the landing point, Blake had to scatter the lightning and hit the high-level Val'kyr in a scattered manner.

This guy is a divine creature, extremely resistant to ordinary power.

However, the lightning storm triggered by Titan creations such as the Tidestone also has arcane divinity. Although it is weak, it can still damage the big, white and round Val'kyr more powerfully than ordinary magic.

"ah"

Anhelder let out a cry of pain.

The destructive power of the lightning attack was secondary, but mainly due to the paralysis effect of the lightning storm during the divine collision, which caused her ultra-fast movement speed to suddenly slow down.

She felt threatened.

It's time to retreat!

"boom"

The second thunder and lightning of the power of heaven was then activated. Based on the experience last time, the pirates simply did not let the lightning pass through the sky. Between two points, a straight line is the shortest.

"Wow"

As the Sparks couple watched in astonishment, a thick and large golden thunder light shot out from the surface of the Tide Stone, like a blast from a thunder gun. Under the micro-control of the pirates, it hit Vagrian Helder who was about to fly.

This shot is powerful enough.

The great Val'kyr was beaten until he fell to the ground in a panic, and some of the armor on his body melted.

"This won't work! The energy will be concentrated and compressed again!"

Dean Lanyue's voice sounded on the soul coin in Black's hand:

"Do you remember the mana model of Arcane Missile? I taught you it in the first lesson! Use the mana model variant with the strongest penetration

Pharodis! Elam! She's running away, quick! Stop her from opening the passage to Hades!

Blake! It's now! shoot! "

Under the dean's on-site teaching, the pirate took a deep breath. This time, the activation of the power of heaven did not shoot out immediately, but instead outlined a mana model with arcs splashing in front of the Tide Stone.

It is very beautiful and takes shape in an instant, showing the good results of the pirates' hard work in recent times.

"Whoosh"

The lightning fired this time was no longer jumping and turning. It was faster, lighter, and thinner, more like a thrown thunder knife.

"puff"

The third thunderbolt finally broke through the defense!

The dancing lightning pierced Anhelder's melted armor, pierced through her shoulder, and blasted out from behind, like a bullet entering the human body.

Under the influence of the cavity effect, a "bloody and bloody" wound was torn open behind the high-level Val'kyr.

He even tore off most of her huge left wing.

The terrible pain made Anhelder almost go crazy. He propped up his body with the war spear in his hand, wrapped his body with a single wing behind him, and in an instant, the white balls were densely fired out in all directions.

This full-screen attack with the god of death is very dangerous. After forcing the three legends who restrained her back for a moment, the one-winged angel rushed into the sky crookedly.

In the surge of white light connected with the Hell Abyss, he disappeared into the material world.

She didn't leave behind any weird declarations like "I'll be back" and walked away neatly, making the pirate who was about to activate the fourth lightning look regretful.

Still suffered from insufficient information.

The intelligence of the Walrus people did not mention that high-level Val'kyr like Anhelder was involved in the affairs of Rogue Port, and Black was not prepared to hunt down the legendary divine creatures.

Anhelder's appearance was a complete accident. It was not difficult to defeat such divine creatures, but it was too difficult to kill or capture them.

Without sufficient preparation in advance, it is simply impossible to do it.

But the current results are pretty good.

Hela prepared a trap for Black, but instead of trapping Black, the pirates turned his army around. There will be many opportunities for him to deal with Hela in the future, and he is not in a hurry for this moment.

"Captain! Look behind you!"

When Blake dared to put his hand down from the Tidestone, he heard Sephiel's scream. The first parasaurus stood on the stern of the ship, pointing to the rear and shouting:

"Sea monster! It's a sea monster! Those Kvaldir summoned a sea monster when they retreated!"

"My God, these things are so ugly."

——

While Black completed two disappointing meetings with "Mad Dog" Jonah.

To the southwest of Rogue Port, on a coastline covered with rocks and theoretically impossible for ships to land, a massive battle was going on.

It's a fight that shouldn't happen in a small place like Scoundrel Harbor.

On one side are the Kvaldir Mist Warriors from Hades.

On the other side are more than a thousand ghosts of various colors released by the Nagfar in the fog of ocean pollution.

The two sides fought madly on the foggy coastline, ghost against ghost, but it was obviously the Kvaldir ghost under Hela who was more powerful.

The ghosts formed after the death of these half-giants are far superior to the cannon fodder ghosts of the Nagfar in terms of strength, combat skills, and fighting will.

The latter relied on their large numbers and extremely terrible battle losses to delay the Kvaldir warriors from supporting the pirates of the Rogue Port. By the way, according to the captain's wishes, clear the "inventory".

Now that we are all in Northrend, wouldn't it be a waste of time if we don't replace the ghosts of the Nag'far with the more capable vrykul ghosts?

However, they are not alone.

While the ghosts and the sea and the coast were fighting each other, the senior students of Nathalas College were brought here by their instructors to "see the world."

Of course, there is also a group of elves and ghosts, supporting them with their own magic.

These students have studied at Nathalas Academy for ten thousand years. They are all guys with extremely solid theoretical knowledge, but have never experienced actual combat.

These guys were very excited to be able to participate in a real battle this time.

Arcane missiles, ice arrows, and fireballs were thrown at random, causing a commotion every time a hell ghost was knocked down. There are also dedicated instructors who record the achievements of these students on the battlefield.

Well, it’s Nittil, the wand tutor.

She held a booklet seriously, and every time the students achieved something, she would record it. High-level instructors like Deliana controlled the field from the outside.

Whenever pirates from the Hell's Mist rush towards the position, they will be dealt with swiftly. To be honest, this is a bit boring for advanced spellcasters like them.

But soon, the fun began.

After the summoner Anhild appeared in the Rogue Port, the attack desire of the Hell Undead instantly increased to a higher level. They seemed to want to show their bravery in front of the high-ranking Val'kyr lords.

The cannon fodder ghosts on the Immortal Fleet side were quickly penetrated, and the front line continued to move toward the student positions, which increased the pressure on the instructors.

"Hey, mages are so mean!"

The trio of warlocks who were mixed in the academy saw some commotion among the students and immediately made very inappropriate remarks. The orc warlock carrying a dog staff stood there with an arrogant expression and boasted:

"Look, they are all frightened. They are indeed a group of guys who can only stay in the classroom and laboratory to be heroes. We warlocks are not afraid of these ghosts.

We warlocks are the most powerful! "

"Yes, warlocks are the real war casters, mages are a group of theorists."

The giant magician wearing a wooden mask also played with the hellfire stone in his hand proudly, and said in a sarcastic tone:

"Especially the elf mages! They are the worst."

"It's time for these mages to face up to the power of our warlocks."

The skinny boy Kanrezad probably played with Evil Eye and Zarak for too long, and also contracted some bad chuuni problems. He was carrying his Jordan Staff and stroking his beloved legendary jewelry in his hand. .

He tried his best to speak loudly in a hoarse and deep voice:

"It's our turn to turn the tide. Let's do it, brothers, to establish the prestige of the Warlock School! Now! Three consecutive rounds of hellfire!"

As Kanrisade shouted, the three warlocks took out the hellfire stone at the same time and began to summon and cast spells.

This is the opportunity they have been waiting for.

The summoned hellfire must be used to stop the attack of the Hell Mist pirates, so that the Warlock School, which is currently weak in the academy, can raise its head.

But the moment the three warlocks started to cast spells, the cold war blade touched their necks from behind.

The deep voice of Maris Demonic Disaster, instructor of the demonology and demonic power defense course at Narthalas College, sounded in the ears of the three wild warlocks.

He said:

"Have you three passed the 'Hellfire Identification and Manipulation Course' exam? Do you know what kind of punishment you will get if you summon a high-level demon that is not allowed to be summoned without obtaining a completion certificate?"

The three warlocks were shocked.

The orc raised his hand, pushed the cold war blade away from his neck, and said dissatisfiedly:

"I think you are just making things difficult for us warlocks! Why do we need to test before summoning demons? We can all summon them, and we can definitely control them! No proof is needed at all."

"That's the academy's rules. If you don't allow it, you won't allow it!"

Demon Calamity said indifferently:

"If you are not satisfied, just complain."

"Who made the rules?"

The troll also shouted at the top of his lungs:

"I have memorized the entire academy's rules. Why didn't I know there was one?"

"I just decided."

Marius Demonic Disaster moved his shoulders, and a green fire-like light shone under his black eye patch. He said in a cold tone:

"Any comments?"

"you"

Zarak wanted to refute, but was pulled back by Kanrisa.

This demon hunter was obviously here to provoke them. He had a dead face all day long and had disliked the three warlocks for a long time.

Don't be fooled!

This guy is very powerful. Without the captain joining him, the three of them can't beat him.

"Hmph, we can win without using hellfire."

The orc grabbed the dog staff and stabbed it hard on the ground, and a fel energy circle opened with him as the center.

The three warlocks cast spells together, and soon a large portal opened. A large number of low-level demon guards roared out of it. These arrogant demons rushed towards the undead souls of Hell without fear of death.

Seeing that the three warlocks were not fooled, Maris was also a little unhappy.

Recently, by "cleaning up" the low-level demons summoned by the students, the evil energy in his body has recovered a lot, and the inner demons are also restless, calling for battle.

He didn't mean to provoke, he just wanted to take this opportunity to stretch his muscles.

Of course, it would be a bonus if I could take the opportunity to beat up three unruly high-level warlocks.

Due to the hunting instinct of the demon hunter, Marius Demonscourge naturally disliked these warlocks. He always felt that these warlocks were "demonic sympathizers" hidden in the academy, and it was only a matter of time before they betrayed Azeroth.

"Hey, Demonic Disaster Master, there's a powerful character over there. You can deal with it and show everyone the majesty of the legendary demon hunter."

The skinny boy quickly shouted to Maris.

The demon hunter raised his head and "looked" at the battlefield. Sure enough, at the forefront of the battle between the two sides, there was a Hell War General holding a golden trident, directing the mist pirates to advance.

That guy is extremely brave, no matter whether it is a demon or an undead, he can't stand a single move in front of him.

Without saying a word, Maris carried the war blade forward and performed a skillful double jump. A pair of black demon wings spread out behind him, carrying him as he circled towards the battlefield.

The moment he landed, he swung his double blades, like the most agile fatal assassination, slashing the two Hades pirates into gray mist.

He jumped up again on the spot, and his eyes sprayed out scorching magic flames, burning the mist pirates who were blocking the way alive. The biggest weakness of these hell undead was the holy light and flames. Maris was like entering without anyone. The slaughter of the realm.

The three cowardly warlocks winced as they watched.

Good guy.

It's awesome, I can't afford to offend it, I'll just walk around in the future.

But within a few minutes after Maris fought in, Anhelder was defeated and retreated into Hades, which dealt a devastating blow to the morale of the undead in Hades.

The failure of the high-ranking Val'kyr lords proved that the Queen's plan to assist the North Sea pirates was completely ruined. So what was the point of them staying here to fight to the death?

"retreat!"

Holding a golden trident, the Hell War General wields his exaggerated and cool weapon, and with a powerful and heavy blow, he forces back the demon hunters who are constantly harassing him.

Turning around and shouting in Vrykul language, the Hell Undead immediately retreated in large numbers. It was easy for them to fall, just jump into the sea water.

Water is a medium for souls, and the water of the frozen sea will send them back to Hades.

But Maris is a hunter.

His target has always been to pursue him closely. The Hades Warrior holding the trident is a good opponent, and he wants to take down its evil life as a memorial to this battle.

Besides, the inner demon is eager to fight. Its desire has not yet been satisfied, and it will roar in Maris's heart.

If you withdraw yourself, your inner demon may be in danger of rebelling.

Supported by the Demon Hunter's near-perfect and deadly mobility, Maris slashed and slashed, and bombarded the water with magic flames, making it impossible for the Hell Warrior to retreat.

The pest's persistent pursuit soon enraged it.

"Stupid blind man!"

"Become the meal of the great beast Levilos! O sea dragon, swallow him!"