Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"What is Blackmoore doing? Where is his emissary?"

An hour after dawn, a dozen assassins in black appeared in the already empty forest barracks.

These are the elites of the faction of the Assassin Master Macros the Cleaver, and their appearance is also a group of people who are most consistent with ordinary people's perception of assassins.

All of them were dressed in black, with black masks and pretentious cloaks.

Everyone wears daggers and daggers on their waists. They are completely different from the fancy weapons used by other factions. They are in a "retro style". In addition, the leather armor of these guys has the symbol of a rotating dagger.

Symbolizing the characteristics of their faction.

quick!

The Cleaver mastered the secret skills of assassins, and the assassins he trained were notoriously fast. Move quickly, deploy quickly, and most importantly, attack at full speed.

They are the fastest group of men in Ravenholdt Manor.

It is said that the cutter himself can even perform ultra-fast and precise fatal attacks of sixteen cuts per second. However, this legendary figure, like Pasonia Shore and Conn the Beheader, was a strong man from the previous era.

When people get old, they naturally cannot get up quickly.

The last time the Cleaver appeared was during the defense of Lordaeron. It is said that he assassinated Orgrim, but failed and was injured. Generally speaking, he and his faction are already marginalized figures in the current Ravenhodri.

According to Black's understanding and speculation, the reason for the betrayal of the Cutter faction is similar to that of Conn the Beheader. These are the last attempts of the old men who are unwilling to be forgotten.

Well, it sounds tragic though.

But in reality, it doesn't deserve mercy at all.

People.

Always obey the old.

Now, this group of cutter assassins who had just been strengthened by dragon blood at Ravenholdt Manor gathered here according to the contact information given by General Blackmoore, but there was no one in front of them.

The moment these guys realized that the situation was not good, they began to evacuate quickly.

The leader of the Assassin Master, the extremely gloomy "Cutter" Myclos, immediately escaped into the shadows, but as a stream of light shone, the old man Kuai who had just jumped into the shadows was pierced through the chest by a whistling arc light.

The extremely charged sniper arrow, coupled with the flashing hunter's mark on his body, made this fatal arrow fast and hard.

The high-speed rotating arrow pierced through the flesh and killed an unlucky high-level assassin in front of Macross on the head.

With blood splattering everywhere, all the assassins realized something was wrong.

Damn it!

This is a trap!

They spread out very professionally and fled in all directions.

But the big wolf, which had been planned for a long time, cunningly attacked from the edge, crashed into the shadows, knocked out a high-level assassin, and bit off most of the guy's neck with a soul shock and a killing command.

The crazy Clinflan and the Big-eyed Demon Glazer also jumped out of the evil portal and started the massacre. The cunning Daglop commanded a group of bloodthirsty hellhounds to surround them.

These demons also know tactics.

The Hellhounds held dwarf Seiko flares in their mouths and threw them around, forcing the assassins who jumped into the shadows to come out again, and the scene became chaotic for a moment.

But these assassins are not easy to mess with.

Each one has just been strengthened by dragon blood, and each one is too brave to look at. But "Cutter" Myclos, who had just been stabbed in the heart by a pirate's arrow, didn't appear to be seriously injured at all.

Blood spurted from his chest, but it seemed that a broken heart was not a fatal injury to him.

"This old man is much more dangerous than the bald man you killed before!

The dragon's blood has flowed through most of his body and strengthened many organs. The addition of dragon power strengthens him in all aspects, and he may even have some special abilities of the dragonborn. "

Xal'atath said in Black's ear, who had just shot a killing arrow:

"Use magic to deal with it! Don't engage in melee combat with him."

Blake did not answer, but drew the battle bow for the second time, but the old man in front of him was moving very fast through the shadows, making it impossible to aim at all, and the hunter's mark was washed away by some method he did not know.

The pirate curled his lips, turned his wrist slightly, and the void spikes flew out with a roar, accurately hitting the head of a high-level assassin who rushed towards him.

It was too late to fire the third arrow.

The old fast man has entered the melee circle.

He moved at the fastest speed Blake had ever seen, shuttled over like the wind, and launched a ruthless hidden sword storm that covered the surrounding area indiscriminately, forcing the pirates out of Shadow Escape.

There is no moonlight enhancement during the day, so it stands to reason that this is not Black's advantageous battlefield.

But the pirate was not deterred at all. He drew out the warp cutter sword and the fragment of Azzinoth, and attacked the cutter with a gloomy face in front of him.

As soon as the two sides engaged in battle, they attacked each other dozens of times in an instant.

The cutter's hands were wearing weird black dragon claw-like gloves, and he had the fastest attack speed Blake had ever seen since his rebirth. Such a fast speed made the confinement blade unable to take effect at all.

But the special effects of the legendary sword in Black's hand were also activated at the moment of the battle.

The 50% movement speed and 20% attack speed enhancement allowed the pirate to effortlessly keep up with the attack rhythm of the stroller driver on the opposite side.

"I heard that you like little girls? Tsk, tsk, you are really perverted, old man."

The two figures were entangled in offense and defense, and the pirates were still talking trash.

He usually doesn't talk so much in battle.

But the guy in front of him was an exception. Black's disgust for him was palpable, and even his stance during the fight revealed a ruthless desire to get rid of him.

"I'm actually a very generous person. I think no matter how miserable people are, they all have a reason to live, except for one, which is garbage like you. I will make your head into a drowning device and give it to my little one as a gift. Fishman.

It has been having conflicts with me recently because it feels that I don't care about it.

Trust me, he will love this unique gift. "

"Shua"

The cutter's response to these vicious words was a faster damaging blow, and the double dragon claws that were obviously quenched with poison were like extensions of his arms.

The biggest advantage of weapons like gloves is that they are flexible enough.

Under the superb melee fighting skills of the old fast man, the pirate waved his long sword, held the dagger behind his back, and retreated step by step. He relied on the legendary Kul Tiran military swordsmanship to parry and block, and then used the Farstrider Blade. Dance's skills are to dodge and counterattack.

Like a roly-poly, he can easily engage in close combat with dragon-blood-enhanced cutters.

The old fast man looked gloomy.

But in fact, he was getting more and more frightened as he fought. The young man in front of him was wearing the Master's Seal. He should be the newly-emerged Master of the Uncrowned. It was said that Conn died at his hands.

Therefore, at the moment of the battle, the cutter used his legendary power:

cutting.

It has an unpretentious name, but its effect is as practical as the legendary power Windrunner. Once entering a battle, the cutter can increase its attack speed up to the limit that the body can bear.

And when hitting an enemy, it will inflict a series of physical damage effects on the opponent, including bleeding, broken tendons, severe pain, poisoning, etc.

When he was a human, he could do sixteen strikes per second, but now that he was strengthened by dragon blood, he was stronger than when he was young. To be honest, he himself didn't know where his attack speed limit was.

But the uncrowned master in front of him was able to keep up.

Not only can he keep up with his rhythm, but he can even find time to launch a counterattack.

The most troublesome thing is that this guy has some kind of weird shield effect. He had obviously hit him many times, but he was completely unable to penetrate the shield and hit his body. What the hell!

The pair of dragon claw gloves in my hand have the effect of destroying demons.

Blake has been paying attention to the battle information on the character card. The cutter's attack speed is indeed fast, but the damage is a bit unbearable.

It took him more than ten seconds to break through the shadow armor of the Watcher recruit, and then he hit the Xavaric shield that refreshed every 30 seconds.

This shield effect is calculated based on the pirate's 25% health limit. How long is Blake's "health bar"?

The pirates themselves don't even know.

This is without the title of "Deputy Leader of the Gold Teeth Gang". Once this title is switched and the pirates are allowed to drink the temporarily enhanced scorpion blood drink, it is conservatively estimated that Blake's already damned health bar will be doubled by at least three times. times.

Of course, the health bar only represents his vitality.

In reality, no matter how long the health bar is, there is no point in facing Windrunner's mother's one-hit kill skills. However, this thing, combined with Xavaric's masterpiece, created Blake's terrifyingly excessive shield thickness.

It is no exaggeration to say that he stood here and let the cutter hit him. With the attack damage of this old fast man, he could not break the shield even if he fought for a whole day.

“As we age we grow weaker, right?”

Blake looked at the almost crazy master cutter in front of him, and he asked coquettishly:

“As a man, it is not enough to pursue pleasure blindly.

Just like you, fast but not strong, flashy, what's the use? Ah, I get it, the reason why you bad old man likes children is because you can't bear the pressure of adults, right?

Knowing that he was just a loser in the cruel competition among adults, he set his sights on children.

Tsk tsk, it is true that hateful people must have pity. "

"He's going to be mad at you."

Xal'atath chuckled, covering his mouth, and said to the pirate:

"Little master, you are good and bad, I like it so much, I have to be careful!"

While Void warned, a cunning sneer appeared on the old man's gloomy face. Under Blake's gaze, he took a deep breath.

The next moment, rolling dragon fire spurted out from this guy's mouth like lava.

It's black flame.

The black dragon's signature dragon breath is said to be able to attach to everything and directly burn the life force of the shadow flames.

The scorching heat increased, and Blake's shield fell downwards like a floodgate. The pirate tilted his head and inserted the dagger back into his waist.

Before the shield shattered, he raised his left hand and threw a sleeping cutter in front of him, who was spitting out flames.

He could even see the shock flashing in the cutter's sleepy eyes through the flames.

That look seemed to say:

You cheated!

Why would an assassin use this kind of soul magic!

Come to cheat, come to sneak attack on yourself, a decades-old assassin!

Are today's young people so ungrateful?

Sure enough, as Black thought, the sleeping magic was very ineffective for the legend. Old Myclos was only put to sleep for half a second before he came back to his senses, and his mouth was still shining with hot fire.

But he immediately realized his fatal mistake.

While breathing out the dragon's breath, he cannot move. He was unable to dodge the next attack, and half a second was enough for the pirate to draw the short-barreled crit shotgun from his chest.

The black muzzles of the side-by-side guns were pressed against the cutter's head, and the hammer was cocked back.

The trigger was pulled, right between the eyebrows!

Four bullets blasted into the old assassin's head like four war hammers, causing blood to splash everywhere.

His skull, which was strengthened by dragon blood, was really hard. Such a close-to-the-face shot would only jam the bullet in the skull, unable to penetrate the vital brain.

But the impact of the hammer gun knocked him to the ground.

Between the dizziness and the severe pain, the cutter wanted to protect himself with the shadow cloak, but the pirate raised his left foot and stepped on his chest, fixing him to the ground.

He grabbed the spirit-stringed longbow with his right hand and placed the void spike with his left hand. The arrow wrapped in shadow aimed at his eyes from a high position.

"I have a sister who is eleven years old. Every time I think of her, I have the urge to kill all the bastards like you. Oh, by the way, this sentence was not said by Black Shaw.

This is what I'm telling you, Derek Proudmolator.

Me.

I am more generous.

I forgive you, old man.

Remember to pay attention in the next life. "

In the pirate's gibberish voice, the void spikes rotated at high speed and flew out from the intertwined virtual and real strings of the spirit string longbow. The cutter had been hit once by the war bow before.

This shooting activates the "two-hit kill" special effect, increasing the damage by 50%.

"boom"

The cutter's body twitched violently.

A depression the size of a human head was blasted out of the ground below his head, and violent arcane magic and shadow magic collided and annihilated.

Familiar heat surged into his arms, and the pirate casually dropped these animas on the warlock professional experience bar, watching the number keep beating, finally stopping at 52.

"cool."

The pirate whistled and said:

"One more, and it will be full level. Well, I forgot to check the skills and talents given by the upgrade last time. Let me see, Summoning Law, Shadow Burn, Haunting and Catastrophe.

Two talents and two skills, both good and practical. This summoning law is a bit strange. Is this the magic version of the collection stone?

Don't understand. "

Blake shrugged, opened the long bow of the spirit string, drew out the void spikes, and quickly shot two arrows forward, accurately hitting the head of the high-level assassin who was entangled by the demon.

He then raised his hand to guide the ghostly haunting magic he had just obtained, turning the two painful souls into shadow ghosts. Under his compulsion, he howled and pounced on the nearest companion.

He walked leisurely into the chaotic battlefield in front of him, threw two catastrophe beacons on the assassins on the left and right, chanted a spell, cast the spell for a few seconds, and then threw a purple-black soul fire at the third guy.

The magic of shadow resonates with him again.

As the destructive single magic was thrown out of the hand, the resonant magic was copied and cast, creating two more balls of soul fire, which hit the left and right sides respectively.

Three loud bangs.

Three more shadow spirits were awakened by the haunting magic.

Under the command of the pirate with a cold laugh, he pounced on the remaining assassins.

Seeing that the defeat was certain, one guy desperately used Shadow Step towards Blake.

He will use his own life to complete the final assassination.

But before he jumped out of the shadow, the shadow magic around where he landed boiled, like a swarm of crazy and vicious snakes, wrapping around the assassin's limbs in an instant.

Those thick and anxious shadow magic poured into his body from his ears, nostrils, mouth, and eyes. In his desperate howl, the pirate turned around and "looked" at him.

Then he stretched out his left hand, as if doing a baptism, and placed it on the forehead of the guy who was kneeling on the ground and surrounded by shadows.

"Yes, life is miserable, my poor boy. You are on the wrong side."

Blake whispered:

"You must be very tired, let me relieve you."

His fingers clasped the assassin's forehead, and all the shadow magic that poured into the assassin's body was ignited at the same time.

The moment the execution magic called "Shadow Burn" took effect, amidst the sound of vomiting as the little maid Taresha trembled and knelt down in the forest behind, all the flesh, flesh and bones of the howling assassin collapsed in an instant.

Flesh and blood turned to ashes!

Only a charred and complete human skull was left, held between the pirate's fingers amid the flying embers of high temperature. Well, this is the warlock in his memory.

Come, take a look at the freshly baked hot skull in Black's hand. Who dares to let him go?