Shadow Trails in Azeroth

A group of vicious criminals were having a big fight, and a guy who looked very awesome walked in and said he wanted to recruit them. From the beginning of this story, it was destined that the pirate recruitment operation would not go so smoothly.

that's the truth.

Since Blake didn't intend to waste time talking to these scumbags, nor did he introduce himself, this group of evil guys didn't know who they were facing.

They chose a very direct "asking" method.

"Kill him!"

An orc thug who had been imprisoned for a long time shouted and rushed towards Black with a homemade "mace", followed by a group of people who followed behind him.

They are all utter fools.

All of them had hideous faces and ugly looks, with disdain shining in their eyes.

What a joke!

Everyone can be locked up in the Violet Prison. Who has not seen the world?

If someone just said a few words and was told to switch sides, then everyone would go out and have the dignity to hang out on the big stage of Azeroth?

In the face of this provocation, the pirates responded quite directly.

Draw out a large ball of shadow magic from the Skull of Gul'dan in your hand, and summon your most loyal and crazy demon servant.

The demon guard Clinflan, who was killed by the Fire Blade Saint Samuro before, had just returned to the soul of the Twisting Nether and was once again summoned to the material world.

Using Black's magic power to reshape his body, he picked up a demon blade from somewhere and picked it up in his hand. The moment he appeared, he launched a demon blade storm in front of him.

Probably because he was unhappy at being killed instantly by the Sword Master, Clifland appeared extremely violently this time. The demon blade storm spun several times, and the seven or eight guys who rushed up were involved in the evil blade storm.

In an instant, a massacre of corpses was committed in front of the pirates. It was so brutal that the remaining three guys were so frightened that they backed away.

The demon guard looked back at its master with longing eyes, and Black raised his hand and threw a dominion charm on it.

Added with the heavy magic power from the warlock master, the Demon Guard began to "evolve" again. Clifland, who had just been "resurrected and weakened", once again felt the power. It clenched its fists and half-knelt in front of the pirate as if kneeling down.

Like a loyal knight receiving a commendation from his lord.

The shadow magic was integrated into the demon's body through the control talisman, and was quickly transformed into evil energy.

Green and black energy fragments lingered around the Demon Guard, and as Clifland howled in pain and excitement, its body was once again solidified and transformed into a more powerful Wrath Guard.

A few seconds later, the angry guard, who was tall, muscular and swung his tail like a killing machine, stood up in the prison hall.

"boom"

Two black iron axes were thrown in front of Clintland, and Black curled his lips and said:

"Next time you fight, remember to bring your own weapons. Who did you learn this bad habit from? You have to rub my weapons every time! Whose money was blown by the strong wind?"

"I know, my evil master."

Wrath Guard Clinflan respectfully grabbed the ferocious whirlwind ax and guarded the pirates. Demons like them are notoriously reckless and do not obey the constraints of contracts, but they are willing to obey powerful forces.

Now that Black can give it a more powerful form, it naturally respects the pirate more than before and regards him as a strong man worthy of following.

"Seven competitors were eliminated at once. This efficiency is great. It seems that you have understood my 'selection criteria' and 'employment system'. This is really amazing."

Blake whistled, shouldered his scythe, and said to a group of uglier-looking prisoner scum in front of him:

“Work harder, guys.

If we continue at this rate, I think we can end this new recruitment ceremony within ten minutes. Clinfran, my loyal servant, you will preside over this ceremony.

The victors get to keep their lives and souls, while the souls of the losers are worthless and are left to you as snacks.

The old rule is to divide accounts into 30-70.

I'll take 70%.

You guys should also keep an eye on it, and remember to keep it if you meet a good soul. For a warlock, you can never have too many spellcasting materials like soul stones. "

After saying that, the pirate took his henchman Zarak and walked to the second floor of the prison.

The moment he stepped onto the stairs, the angry guard who had been so submissive just now immediately showed its cruelty as a demon. It sprayed burning fire from its nostrils and stared at the prisoners who were retreating in front of them.

Its tail with molten metal tail vertebrae kept swaying, and the black iron battle ax in its hand was raised, pointing at the two dwarfs in the crowd, grinning ferociously and shouting:

"You two! Choose your opponent each! It's been a long time since I tasted the soul of a dwarf."

"Don't be afraid of them. Let's unite and rush out to win!"

A short human thief in the crowd shouted:

"We don't need to kill each other. We have been imprisoned here for so long. We should trust each other. Believe me, as long as we unite, we can do it!"

Before this guy could finish his declaration, he was punched in the knee by a black iron dwarf wearing rough clothes next to him. When he screamed and fell, the black iron maniac with red eyes grabbed the big wine glass. Hit him hard on the head.

After smashing it seven or eight times in a row, blood and flesh splattered everywhere, the dwarf waved the blood-stained wine glass and shouted at the devil:

"I killed one! You saw it! I killed one! I passed the test! I am willing to join you! I am willing"

"puff"

The black iron battle ax in Clintland's hand whizzed towards him. The high-speed rotating battle ax slashed into the short body of the shouting black iron dwarf with brute force, removing half of his body. .

This shocking scene made everyone in the prison widen their eyes.

"No, you didn't! Did you join the fleet if you wanted to? Besides, I haven't called you yet, so why are you so anxious? A quick answer is not the correct answer!"

The skinny boy Kanrezad next to the Wrath Guard was holding his eyeball jewelry and leaning on Jordan's staff. He had a sinister look on his face and said in a faint tone:

"The captain hates unruly people the most. There are enough flatterers in the fleet. We don't need bastards who only know how to talk."

"Those two humble dwarfs, stop fighting each other and choose your opponent quickly. There will be no winner within two minutes, even if you both lose."

What happened in the hall did not attract Black's attention. The pirates were walking up to the second floor of the prison under the leadership of Zarak. The bastard troll was beside him introducing the "talents" he had found for the fleet to his captain.

"He was locked in the innermost cage. Captain, the mages didn't dare to place anyone else next to his cell. The guy had a very strange temper, and anyone who disturbed him would be mercilessly strangled to death.

He is the most dangerous guy in this prison, along with the lava dog below. "

Zarak said embellished:

"He seems difficult to deal with, but I know that in the face of your supreme dark wisdom, Captain, he will join us honestly and respectfully.

This is his glory. "

"Wait a minute."

Blake held out his finger, signaling for Zarak to shut up.

He looked at the group of dark elements blocking the road in front of him, or the Void Walker, which was an elemental creature made of shadow.

It is difficult to classify accurately. Some people say it is a void creature, while others say it is a demon.

But what is certain is that Blake learned the spells and rituals of how to contract Voidwalkers in the grimoires left by the warlocks of the Shadow Council.

"My servant, I need you."

The pirate looked at the group of void walkers who were standing in front of the broken magic cage. They were not going anywhere. They just summoned three shadowy black balls to wrap around their fluffy bodies and spin like elemental creatures.

He summoned Xal'atath in his heart, and a few seconds later, Xal'atath's voice quietly sounded in Blake's ears, with a sense of joy of "reunion after a long separation":

"Ah, my little master, you finally figured it out, so you summoned me to sleep with you?"

"If you are being rude like this, I will ignore you."

The pirate replied, and Xal'atath's voice immediately became serious. She said:

"My little master summoned me to ask me questions about the Void Walker?"

"Yes."

The magic eyeball on Blake's shoulder turned, and he carefully observed the "dementia"-like shadow element in front of him, and he said:

"Is this thing a demon? Or a creation of the void? If I contract it, will it affect my currently stable shadow magic?"

"This question of yours is really silly, my little master. What were you thinking about when I was chatting with you about this? You 'bad student'."

Miss Void said in a helpless tone, which made people think of her covering her forehead with a look of helplessness.

She re-explained:

"In the six major power systems, the concept of shadow is the secondary energy derived from the power of the void in the material world. The connection between assassins and shadows also originates from this.

Therefore, the dark element of the Void Walker is itself an energy creature born from the void. It is mistaken for a demon because some demons with shadow attributes often summon them to fight as servants.

Voidwalkers are just the primary embodiment of the shadow power of the void. Although they are intelligent, they are very weak. They will obey the orders of any creature that has the ability to control them.

In addition, although they were born in the void, they are not contaminated by the power of the void. You can understand them as creatures like the fire element and the water element.

Don't worry about the contract.

It will strengthen the cohesion of the shadow magic in your body and will not cause the attribute deflection of your magic. "

"What about its growth potential?"

The pirate asked again.

"Little sister," Xal'atas replied immediately:

“The more advanced form of a void walker is the ethereal lord, and the next level is the entropy demon. This is the end point of 99% of the void walkers, but there are also rumors that the final form of the void walker is the mysterious dark god.

But to be honest, I don't believe this.

The void walker in front of you is in the process of transforming into a secondary void lord. It should have been accidentally summoned by the mages when they were studying alien creatures.

It is too far away from the void and cannot draw enough shadow power to complete the promotion, so it behaves stupidly. Well, they are actually like this usually.

But occasionally I say a few meaningless nonsense.

It is very suitable for you, little master. It has extremely high resistance to magic. Although it is not good at attacking, it is definitely better for defense than the few demon servants you currently have.

Just take it.

In my absence, its warm shadow body can warm your lonely heart. "

"But I don't have the elemental wrist wheel that the contracted void walker needs. This is really a headache."

Blake pretended to say something, and rubbed his head, with a troubled look on his face. Xal'atath over there suddenly realized it, and she said in an unhappy tone:

"Okay, so you are waiting for me here! Why did the little master, who is ruthless and cold-hearted, and whose sexual orientation is suspected of being abnormal, suddenly come to me? It turns out that he needs my help.

You really use everyone as a tool, which is really sad. "

"You said it. You will do your best to help me in this matter in Dalaran, so stop talking nonsense."

The pirate raised his left hand in front of him. Although Xalatas was dissatisfied, he still "remotely activated" half of the power he had left in Black.

The will of the higher-level creature in the void spread slightly, immediately attracting the attention of the large black and purple void walker in front of him.

Under the "call" of Xal'atath, the Void Walker, commonly known as "Fat Blue Man", swayed towards Blake.

The dark magic power between blue and black that it emits when it moves, as well as the dark red light spots that are bright as eyes on the elemental shadow body with no face visible, make Zarak behind the pirate hit. A shiver.

This guy's appearance is exactly like an elemental monster bound by a set of magic armor. The shadow flowing inside the armor is much darker than the darkest night.

"Come, my servant."

The pirate waved the demon contract he had prepared long ago, injected his shadow magic into the parchment, and threw it to the shadow element in front of him who was muttering something.

The latter caught the contract with his energized claws, and swallowed the contract in one gulp as if he had no thought.

The next moment, the power of the devil's contract was connected between Blake and this shadow element, and a new summoning skill also appeared on the translucent character card:

Summon Zuramat the Annihilator

Servant information:

Name: Zulamat "The Annihilator"

Race: Shadow Element [Creation of the Void]

Ordinary profession: Level 60 Void Walker·Elite

Legendary profession: Level 0 Void Lord [Lack of shadow energy, advancement not yet completed]

Servant description:

Zuramat was originally happily absorbing shadow elements in the void realm, without wisdom or worries, until one day it was summoned to the material world for research by a group of evil-minded mages. Imprisoned in Violet Prison.

In this wonderful world, Zuramat learned a lot, and troubles were born. Oh, by the way, it’s not that it can’t speak, it just doesn’t like to speak.

It is a melancholy and silent void walker.

"What a pitiful alien creature. I was eating hot pot and singing songs in my hometown, and my simple happiness was suddenly disturbed by bad mages. Mages really deserve to die."

The pirate reached out and touched the black and purple marshmallow-like body of the large Void Walker, which was three heads taller than him. The touch felt strange, like reaching out to touch a socket, with a slight tingling sensation.

He curled his lips, took out the Skull of Gul'dan and stuffed it into the Voidwalker's body. The dark Atama crystal hidden in the Skull of Gul'dan immediately began to release a sufficient amount of shadow power.

It was like adding a "battery" to the hungry Zulamat in front of him, making the silent Void Walker suddenly become active.

The three shadow black balls wrapped around it also rotated rapidly, and even the dark red eyes that were different from other void walkers became brighter.

"Praise your generous master."

It whispered something angrily, making the pirate blink.

Well, Fatty Lan can indeed speak, and he can also be grateful and take the initiative to express gratitude. This is much more polite than his three demon servants.

He liked such polite servants.

Well, its voice that can scare a child into crying is quite nice. Let it scare Little Star or Jaina another day.

That would certainly be interesting.