Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 600 153. Old man, I found you a way to relieve your boredom, no need to thank me - [830]

(Additional update for Paofan Al Bing Brothers)

"No, I'm the Falcon!"

The unwilling howl of the falcon god Aekirson echoed over the burning streets.

The body of the black falcon divine horse had been bombarded by too much shadow magic and had become filthy.

It is covered with the warlock's curse, corruption, and exploding demonic seeds, and its flesh is ravaged by the dark seeds of the nathrezim's putrid swarms.

His unstable mind was in despair under the mental blast and mental whipping maliciously thrown by Black.

But if that's all, the Eagle God can still escape.

The problem is that its opponent is not just a simple spell caster who is afraid of close combat. The spinning and falling body is also pierced with black and slender chains of the underworld.

The evil weapon forged in Hell was stuck to the roots of its wings, making it unable to even fly out of the airspace.

The broad black eagle feathers flew around, and in the entanglement of the feathers, the stinky pirate in the form of the devil folded his wings and crashed into the incarnation of the eagle god like a meteor.

There were more figures flying during the impact. The piercing of the legendary sword and the beating of the evil fire element overwhelmed Egilson.

It flapped its wings hard, but in the devil's grin, three more mind blasts bombarded its will, causing it to fly away in a daze.

The evil-minded stinky pirate raised his claws and threw a sleeping soul into the painful heart of the Eagle God.

The fatigue that emerged from the bottom of his heart made the flying eagle no longer able to maintain the release of whirlwind and thunder and lightning around it. Like an angel with broken wings, it fell diagonally to the ground under the trampling of the Dread Lord in mid-air.

The most ironic thing is that when the hawk god Ekilsund fell, Blake's trade wind crow also came to join in the fun.

This little bird flew around the head of the eagle god who was unable to resist, and used its small talons and sharp beak to attack the eagle god's big eyes.

Miss Hisali Black Crow is a raptor druid who loves all the noble birds that fly in the sky.

She could hear the pain and sorrow of the Hawk God.

Although they belong to different power factions, Loa and the Wild Demigod are both the crystallization of life force. They are both noble and holy things to all those who use life force.

It is precisely because of this kind of worship that she has no favorable impression of these evil trolls who seek to seize divine power through "killing gods". Her mood at this time is the same as Tuul Raging Claw who is "rescuing" the spirit bear on the ground. of anger.

Although she cannot change into her usual fighting posture to give vent to the poor Eagle God who was betrayed and assassinated by his followers, Miss Black Crow can at least "punish" this damned creature in her own way without exposing herself. Troll.

Anyway, apart from the Eagle God thing, the relationship between the elves and the trolls is far from good.

"You bastard should be glad I'm not a radical Blade Sentinel."

Hisali Black Crow fiercely scratched the troll priest's eyes with her claws, blinding its left eye. As the opponent howled with blood flowing out, Miss Black Crow thought viciously:

"Otherwise I will tear off your ears! Report it as a battle achievement."

"Okay, okay, Angry Birds, it's about to fall, come here quickly, be careful that it will eat you with its last attack, you little fool."

Black drove the screaming angry birds in the air, thinking that this druid was really suffering.

It was simply inhumane to have her fight in the stance of a trade wind crow.

After being driven away by him, Miss Black Crow ferociously snatched a few feathers from the incarnation of the eagle god Ekilsund, and then flew high into the sky with satisfaction.

These feathers were taken from the wings of Aekilson's incarnation. They contain the natural power of the Falcon God and are rare sacred objects for the raptor druids.

As long as you find an opportunity to explore the power of the Falcon God, Hisari Black Crow's Storm Crow form can be slightly strengthened.

It's true to avenge the poor Eagle God, but it doesn't hurt to get some benefits for yourself.

After following the stinky pirate for so long, Miss Black Crow has finally learned to be smarter.

"哐"

The incarnation of Aikilson fell from a high altitude and hit the street battlefield below hard, smashing the frosty ground shaped by the old lich into ice flowers everywhere.

The wings of the Falcon God flapped feebly, and finally folded slowly.

Its head, which was blind with one eye, looked up at the sky, and it could see Blake, who was breaking away from the devil's form, waving the remaining bat wings behind his back, and falling next to it bit by bit.

In the last few meters of gliding, the bat wings behind Blake suddenly dissipated, and the magic power turned into a shadow wrapped around the body. Finally, the left foot lightly touched the ground, and the back foot then closed.

"I am the Falcon! You are the prey!"

The Amani troll priest used his last strength to spit out these words viciously, and then swallowed his last breath in humiliation when the pirate raised his left foot and kicked it hard on the neck.

After its death, the incarnation of the black falcon also dissipated and returned to its true form as a colorfully dressed troll with a bird's crown on its head.

The neighing of birds appeared vaguely on the corpse, seeming to say thank you, but more like lingering with regret after liberation. It is the Loa god, crossing the realm of life and death. Although it has lost its true body, The soul is immortal.

Now after the death of the villain who extracted its own divine power, it can finally go to the Shadow Realm without any worries. In the journey after the death of all Loa, it goes to the legendary Ardenweald and turns into a spiritual seed full of spiritual energy to wait. The coming of rebirth.

"Hey, I saved you, you won't give me nothing in return, right?"

The pirate felt a gust of wind blowing on his face, and he also heard the Falcon God's roar of thanks, but he was not moved at all, and had no sense of accomplishment or satisfaction.

What a joke!

He didn't come here just to get the thanks of the Loa God. Black was not such a great and righteous warrior.

He stepped on the corpse of the troll priest and said to the invisible spirit in front of him:

"Are you planning to answer the Winter Queen's call and go to Ardenweald? I advise you not to go, poor Akilshon. I, the prophet, have predicted a great chaos that will sweep through the Shadow Realm.

Those night faes are in the midst of unprecedented anima exhaustion, and they have begun to abandon spiritual seeds to maintain the prosperity of the anima forest. You know what that means, right?

A weak Loa like you will most likely be treated as 'waste' once it passes. Well, don't pay attention to my direct words, but what I say is true.

If you don’t believe it, you might as well recall that among the weak Loa who went to the Shadow Realm in the past hundred years, has any of them returned to the material world alive?

You'd better not take any chances.

Anyone who didn't listen to me is regretting it now.

Besides, besides going to Ardenweald to wait for resurrection, don’t you Loa gods have another way to be reborn? "

The pirate flicked his fingers. He glanced at the trade wind crow flying in the air above his head. A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head again, coughed twice, and said to the Falcon Spirit in front of him:

"Looking for a new carrier, retaining all the characteristics of Loa God, breaking away from the original body, and becoming powerful again from weak.

Although this will make you lose all memory and start from scratch, it is better than being treated as garbage, right? And even if nothing goes wrong in Ardenweald, the time it takes for you to transform into a spiritual species and wait for rebirth there is probably measured in hundreds of years.

As far as I know, the big lazy Queen of Winter hasn't managed her spiritual garden for hundreds of years. It has become abandoned and overgrown with weeds.

Rather than sleeping soundly for hundreds of years, it is better to bite the bullet and just get through it in the material world.

Do you think the days spent with these rude Amani trolls, those boring memories, those evil times when they brutally backstabbed you and murdered you, are worth remembering? "

Blake spread his hands and said to the Falcon Spirit in front of him:

"Look, you may have never been to the Shadow Realm. You have only heard stories about that ghost place from your well-informed Loa companions.

But I know it very well.

In this kind of matter, instead of betting on luck, it’s better to listen to the guidance of experienced ‘seniors’, right?

You see, I still have the marks of old Ghani and Akunda on my body.

They all like me.

You know old Ghani and Akunda, right? That's the powerful Loa from Zandalari! I don’t know where he is better than a rookie like you, Loa!

They all trust me, why do you have any hesitation? "

The invisible Falcon Spirit hesitated.

It is just a beast god, and its brain is definitely not as good as that of a stinky pirate, otherwise it would not be stabbed in the back by its own believers. Moreover, now Akilsund is full of hatred for the Amani troll who stabbed him in the back.

It never wants to go back to that forest.

The pirate in front of him saved it, and he did bear the mark of the powerful Loa.

Maybe he is trustworthy?

"Ouch"

The invisible spirit neighed at the pirate and conveyed some information to him. Black frowned and looked at the corpse of the troll priest at his feet, who was still staring at death. He said:

"No wonder your incarnation is so weak. It's only a little stronger than those master assassins who drank the blood of the black dragon. I thought it was because you were weak, but I didn't expect it was because your Loa power was split.

The remaining part is in Zul'jin?

I'll help you get it, and you'll come with me?

We have agreed that if you want to run away after I help you complete your magical power, then don't blame me for being rude.

Come, clap your paws and make a contract. "

The pirate stretched out his hand forward, and he felt something collide with him in the wind in front of him. Blake grinned, quickly took out the materials from the bag, and arranged the divine power extraction ceremony on the ground.

Because the Falcon God was weak and very cooperative, the extraction went particularly smoothly this time. After a few minutes, Blake's divine power slot had an additional natural weapon named [Ekilsund Sky Wings]. Divine power.

Its description shows that this divine power is incomplete and that a part is missing.

"Ahem, my evil brother Black, look how good I am to you. I took the initiative to lead three generals under Zuljin into your trap, allowing you to win a great victory."

Behind the pirate, the pretendingly coughing skeleton pirate Gaboa came over. The two brothers put their arms on the pirate's shoulders and said in a flattering and proud tone:

"Did I just perform well? You were deceived by me, right? You don't really think that I will help the Amani trolls deal with you, do you? Which one of us is following the other?

Come, give us a fist bump and celebrate our happy cooperation. "

He stretched his left fist in front of the pirate, and the magic eyeball on Black's shoulder turned over and stared at him mercilessly. After a few seconds, the atmosphere became awkward.

"You really wanted to kill me just now."

The pirate said in a cold tone:

"I have a magical ability. I can feel it when someone wants to kill me. You shameful old sea dog who should be used as a ballast, how can you say that cooperation is a pleasure?

If I hadn't been prepared, I would have been demolished by you here today, and you would have absolutely no hesitation when killing me.

Am I right? "

"Ha, as expected, you still understand me."

Gaboa laughed without shame, patted the pirate's shoulders up and down, and said graciously:

“Aren’t we pirates all like this?

Did you keep me because you were merciful? Hey, it's not because you want me to cause trouble in the South China Sea to help you distract the Kul Tiras fleet.

You need me, my villain friend Blake, and I can responsibly say that except for me, you can't find a pirate captain who can contain Dai Lin in the South China Sea.

Besides, this world is cruel enough, so when we adults do things, we don’t care what we think in our hearts, just look at how we do it on the surface.

Didn’t I help you in the end? This has proven that we are friends.

Tell me, what price do I have to pay to calm you down? "

"Give me back all the trophies you stole from me!"

Blake was not polite either, and the lion said loudly:

"And the treasures from Zul'Aman, the city of the Amani trolls, will be delivered to me on Tol Barad Island within a month, and then you can leave with your 'pets'."

"Okay, no problem at all. The price is very reasonable."

Gaboa didn't bargain at all. He patted the armor on his chest and said:

"I will definitely do as you are told. I don't care about those extraneous things, but I still want to share more things. We are so familiar with each other, and I won't hide it from you. I secretly read the Medivh book carried by the Black Knights. book.

I am very interested in the voodoo power recorded in it.

You must be here for it, and I don’t want all of them, but as long as they are related to trolls, I will make a copy. In addition, Zuljin also has a priest of the Dragon Eagle God, and I want that guy too.

My fleet needs two first officers who can fight, so that it can gain a foothold in the South China Sea and not be driven around by the crazy navy of Kul Tiras. "

"You have a big appetite."

Blake curled his lips, stroked the hilt of the warp cutter at his waist, and asked in a bad tone:

"You want so much, what can you give me?"

"Didn't I just say that?"

The soul fire in Gaboa's eyes jumped, and the old pirate said in a treacherous tone:

"I want to rebuild the reputation of the Zandalari pirates. The South China Sea is my battlefield. With or without you, I will face the Kul Tirans head-on.

If you are generous, my friend, I will definitely be able to hold them off for you for a long, long time until you have the confidence to defeat them head-on.

I believe that your strategic vision can see the benefits that meeting my needs can bring to you.

How about not adding these two knives? "

Gaboa took out the double regicide blades hanging from his waist, held it in his hands and handed it to the pirate, saying in a respectful and long tone:

"Such a good weapon is only worthy of the strong! I, a lonely old troll, am not worthy of such a weapon. That powerful Loa named Kil'jaeden doesn't look like a good thing.

It keeps speaking to me.

It keeps teaching me how to do things, which is really annoying. "

"Okay."

Black took the Kingslayer's twin blades, threw them into his bag, snapped his fingers, and said to Gaboa:

"make a deal!"

"But remember what you said today, my pirate brother Gaboa, if you cannot hold back the Kul Tirans in the South Sea, then you will not have to face the threat of Daelin, but also my wrath. .”