Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 590 143. I, Black Shaw, the savior of bad guys

"Hey, Brother Dan is still so powerful. He is really domineering and showy when fighting against the Abyss Lord alone. When will I be as powerful as him?"

In the burning Dalaran, Black, disguised as the Orb of Deceit, walked leisurely on the deserted streets.

His little bird flew high in the sky, shuttled through the "fog of war" in Dalaran, and displayed the entire burning city in front of Blake's eyes from an overhead perspective.

The pirates could clearly see that in the center of the city, the demonized Illidan Stormrage was holding his two cool blades of Azzinoth, fighting against a scarred Abyss Lord.

The scene didn't look like justice versus evil at all, but more like a fight between evil and evil.

To be honest, Brother Dan looked evil after his transformation, and he really didn't look like a good person.

Of course, Black is not qualified to say that. Although his demon transformation is biased towards the caster form, it is definitely the kind of dark type that can scare children into tears.

The demon hunter is not fighting alone. Dean Blue Moon and Prince Faroldis, who were stationed there in advance, serve as assists and help Illidan suppress the abyss lord who is very powerful at first sight.

But the other high-level demon lord stretched his crotch very much.

The eredar demon prince Markzaar was struggling to escape out of the city while being chased by the old lich and the Elan archmage. There were also two warriors with "extraordinary origins", Tuul Furyclaw and the idiot Finna. Chase.

The demon prince was in a very embarrassed state, and his body was covered with death frost that the old lich had smashed over him. From time to time, an Ice Meteor spell would fall from the sky, blocking his escape route.

But further away, in the direction of Dalaran's Magical Commercial Street, the evil black knight has created more demonic portals.

According to the frequency and rhythm of the evil energy flowing through those portals, there will probably be new legendary demons joining the chaotic battlefield soon.

"Xiaotianzhe and Rendehui are trapped!"

Miss Hisari Black Crow, who was conducting high-altitude reconnaissance, keenly captured the location of her companions. Just outside the permanent stronghold arranged by the six-person council for the druids, a large number of demons were attacking the Kaldorei. Line of defense.

Probably because of the shame of the Burning Legion being defeated by the elves in Azeroth 10,000 years ago, after they returned to the material world, they allocated a large part of their forces to attack the Druids' station.

This hatred can be said to be very stable.

Unfortunately, there are only a few druids in Dalaran. Relying on the leadership of the two great druids, Skyroarer and Isolarius, the Kaldorei have a very difficult time fighting.

The scene at the moment made Omulon the Roaring Sky feel like he had returned to the ancient war. Fortunately, there were two high-level moon priests here to help, otherwise the Druids' defense would have collapsed long ago.

No matter how good they were at fighting, they would never be able to defeat the elite demons that were a hundred times their size.

"Maybe I should go down and help?"

This thought echoed in Hisari Black Crow's mind.

It was hard for her to make a choice for a while. If she showed her true identity at this moment, she might be able to provide some assistance to her companions, but her "undercover career" would be completely over.

She is now certain that her "owner" the Pirate Pirate must be a powerful prophet, and lurking around him will definitely reveal a lot of explosive "first-hand information."

Are you choosing the current assistance? Or choose future benefits?

Miss Black Crow was in an uncomfortable tangle.

But soon, she saw a dark shadow flashing into the Kaldorei lines.

A female elf wearing black leather armor and dressed like an assassin, carrying two captured demon swords, rushed into the demon's position like a whirlwind.

Starting with the ultimate move of throwing out the Watcher's Cage, seven dark shadows shone to form a sealing magic, which accurately targeted the elite demon commanders in front of the entire Kaldorei position.

During the two-person cover charge between the Spirit of Vengeance and herself, she killed two Doomsday Guard commanders with her sword in hand, and her killing efficiency was astonishingly high.

The addition of this powerful man almost immediately changed the situation of the battle, allowing the Kaldorei front to quickly stabilize.

"Hey! That's a watcher, and he looks like an elite warden?"

Miss Xisali widened her crow eyes in surprise, and she thought in confusion:

"But why doesn't she wear the Moon Night Armor of the Watcher? Does she have to dress up like this? Is she performing a lurking mission that requires disguise like me?

Speaking of which, part of the Watchers' responsibilities is indeed to guard against the return of demons, and her coming here is completely in line with their mission.

Ah, with her here, Xiaotianzhe and Rendehui can finally take a breather. "

After seeing her companions out of danger, Hisari Black Crow finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Following the pirate's instructions, she flapped her wings and lightly crossed the sea of ​​​​burning city fire in front of her, expanding her scope of investigation to the Battle Mage Garrison Area of ​​Dalaran.

The entire city has fallen into the predicament of being invaded by demons. Like other places, it is full of smoke and war.

Just in front of the Violet Prison in Dalaran, a team of battle mages trapped here has suffered heavy casualties. Based on their combat effectiveness and their numbers, it should have been impossible for them to survive the continuous attacks of demons until now.

It was only thanks to the protective magic of the Violet Prison behind them that they were given some breathing space.

But as the wardens of the prisoners, they now have to rely on the magical protection that prevents the prisoners from escaping. For these battle mages, this can really be called "the world is impermanent".

Fortunately, they have not been lazy when maintaining the prison's protection system, otherwise they would have died today. This tells us a simple truth:

If you take your work seriously, life will reward you.

But now, no battle mage is in the mood to listen to such "magic chicken soup" because they are about to be wiped out.

Because the magic net was locked by the damned Spellweaver, the prison's magic protection was not even one-third of its usual strength. Even though they were surrounded by a group of lowly and weak demon dogs attacking them, the latter's There are simply too many.

If there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant, let alone these monsters, which are much more ferocious than ants.

"Hold on, brothers! The Council of Six will send people to support us! For the glory of the Kirin Tor! For the dignity of the casters! Grit your teeth and hold on!"

The warden of Violet Prison, Master Alturas, was shouting so hard that his throat was going to smoke.

He was bitten on the calf by a demon dog in the attack just now. Now he can only sit on a broken supply box, holding a staff and throwing fireballs outward to prevent the vicious monsters from approaching.

He has been trying to mobilize the courage and will of the battle mages, but it turns out that courage cannot be used as food, let alone magic.

The mages under his command were exhausted, and everyone's magic power was squeezed to the extreme. Some mages collapsed on the ground from exhaustion and could not even throw a small fireball.

They are finished.

If this continues, within ten minutes at most, they will be completely eaten by the swarming demon dogs.

Warden Alturas glanced at the closed door of the Violet Prison behind him. At this moment, he had an immature and bold idea in his mind: If the demons break through the protection, he will lead his brothers and sisters back into the prison. among.

When the Violet Prison was originally built, it was built to a standard that could deal with attacks from alien creatures. This prison is almost the strongest building in Dalaran, and it also has multiple magical protections inside.

As long as they retreat, no amount of demons can do anything to them.

But Alturas, who has been a warden for more than ten years, knows very well what kind of evil and dangerous bastards are imprisoned in this prison. Now that the magic network has been locked, it means that the magic protection inside the prison will also be weakened. .

He didn't even dare to enter the prison to see it.

Maybe the most vicious bastards have broken out of their cages and are gathering inside to plan some nasty and dirty tricks.

My group of exhausted mages retreated into it, and they could indeed avoid the demons, but if they fell into the hands of a group of extremely vicious bastards, they might as well die on the battlefield against the demons.

The latter can still earn a reputation as a "warrior" after all.

This is a typical scene where the hemp pole beats the wolf and is afraid of both ends.

"Someone is coming! Warden, look! There is someone somewhere. Oh my god, those demons are afraid of him. The hell hounds are taking the initiative to make way for him. Who is that?"

Just when the warden was faced with a difficult decision, a senior mage under his command suddenly pointed forward and shouted, attracting the attention of the middle-aged bald warden.

Alturas raised his head and saw a mysterious guy in a cloak, holding a black war scythe on his shoulder and swaggering towards him.

Judging from the evil skull decoration on his robes, he should be a warlock.

As we all know, there are no warlocks in Dalaran.

Therefore, this spell caster is either a lackey of the Legion Demon, or someone from outside, is he from Nathalas College? Doesn’t that academy have a serious school of magicians?

"Get out of here, get out of here! You ugly, disgusting guys, don't block the road!"

Black carried the Ursalus Deadwind Reaper Scythe and walked forward while using the hunting boots on his feet to kick the hellhound blocking the way in front of him.

These ferocious demonic creatures are powerful enough to bite off an adult's thigh in one bite, and kicking them is a dangerous act that could lead to death.

But facing Blake's kicks, those ferocious demon dogs could only flee to the side with their tails between their legs, whining.

The aura of the Dread Lord wrapped around Blake's body, and the superior demon's suppression, which was very similar to the power of a dragon, made these lower-level demons tremble and dare not block the way.

As Black approached, the dark aura about him that was ten times more ferocious than ordinary demons immediately aroused the vigilance of the battle mages.

Warden Alturas drew out the long sword from his waist with a swipe, pointed it at Black in front of him, and shouted loudly:

"Stop! With the power granted to me by the Council of Six and the Kirin Tor, I demand you."

"boom"

Before the battle mage finished speaking, the stinky pirate raised his hand and hit him with an oversized Shadow Fury.

A huge amount of shadow magic wrapped around and hit the defense line in front of the prison like a heavy hammer, knocking all these weak battle mages unconscious in an instant.

This offensive magic comes with a catastrophe beacon, marking every mage in front of him with a spell mark. As the pirate slowly steps forward, he casually throws a shadow arrow.

The most basic spell of warlock magic, low-level magic similar to fireball or ice arrow, is transformed from a single target into a group of shadow arrows under the resonance of shadow magic, hitting every mage hard.

Beat them all over the ground.

"Smart people should shut up at this time! I saved you, you must be grateful!"

The pirate scolded, waved his hand and said:

"Each person leaves a magic item as a life-saving reward, and then go away and go to the enchantment of Nathalas Academy, where you can at least save one life."

After saying that, he continued to move forward, but after taking two steps, his left ankle was grabbed by a trembling hand.

The Eye of Kilrogg on the pirate's shoulder turned and glanced down. The bald warden Alturas spurted blood from his mouth and nose, but still held Black's ankle tightly. He said tremblingly:

"What are you going to do?"

"My subordinates and apprentices are imprisoned here by you. Look at your city. They are almost finished. As a responsible mentor like me, I must take them back before their brains are eaten away by demons.

Although they are all a bunch of waste, cannon fodder is not such a waste. "

Blake shrugged and replied:

"Of course, I also want to recruit a group of desperadoes to work for me. Don't worry, I'm actually quite picky. I only want the most vicious, capable, and evil ones in this prison."

"We can't let them out!"

The warden said with difficulty:

"That would be a disaster. They are all bad people!"

"Don't worry, my colleague."

Black showed a gentle smile under the Corruptor's robe. He stepped on the warden's wrist, forcing him to let go, and said in a gentle tone:

"They can't hurt me, so they can only be my dogs.

You see, the truth is actually very simple. As long as you are bad enough, then everyone else will be good people in your eyes, and the world will be beautiful enough in your eyes.

I can stay in a good mood in the face of so many bad things, all because of convincing myself like this.

I suggest you learn it too.

Tsk, seeing how miserable you are now, I won't ask you for money for dark wisdom lessons. I will teach you this lesson for free, which will be enough for you to benefit from for a lifetime. "

After saying that, the pirate coughed, took a bunch of keys from the warden's belt, and stretched out his hand to place it on the heavy door of the Violet Prison in front of him.

The skill given when the Warlock profession reaches level 60, the shadow magic called "Cataclysm" is released from the palm of Black's hand, just like the earthquake spell summoned by the shaman, it makes the entire thick door shake in an instant.

Under the impact of the huge amount of shadow magic, the door made an overwhelming creaking sound.

A second later, as Blake raised his foot and kicked on the broken door, the Violet Prison, where many villains were imprisoned, opened its door to the pirates.

There was dead silence in the prison.

The prisoners who broke the cage and escaped stopped fighting each other in confusion. Everyone turned to look at the door, including the unlucky ones who fell in a pool of blood.

As they watched, a guy holding a war scythe walked into the dark prison from the outside amidst the smoke and dust. When the scythe in his hand hit the ground, a black crow fell from the sky and landed on him. on the shoulders.

"Oh, it's so lively."

Blake looked at the prison battle in front of him and smelled the refreshing smell of blood. He opened his arms and said warmly:

"Hello, you scum, I'm here to give you 'freedom'."

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