Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Secret action number one, try not to look so conspicuous."

On the streets of Brennadan, Blake held a wooden stick in his hand and pointed in front of his steps, acting like a truly blind man.

His acting skills were so good that everyone around him subconsciously made way for this poor young man.

As the pirate walked forward, he said as if he was teaching by words and deeds:

"When the people around you are normal, if you want to cover yourself up, try to dress like them. Just like at this celebration, a hooded man suddenly appeared among a group of citizens.

Anyone who is not blind will notice you.

So I'm curious, who taught you this 'lurking technique'? I remember that the church had also recruited the original Assassin Master Rohan's team on the surface, right?

How could a professional like him not even teach you this? "

Beside him, Miss Partrice, who was wearing a long linen skirt and a soft hat often worn by locals, supported Blake with a blushing face. As she walked, she whispered awkwardly:

"Didn't you say that you have to cover your cheeks when operating secretly? I think that's what's written in those knight novels."

"Ah, I understand, learn survival wisdom from entertainment literature."

Blake curled his lips and said:

"You and my idiot warrior must have something in common. We are both the kind of innocent girls who have been brainwashed by third-rate knight novels. Very good, keep it up.

In five years at most, you will be tricked into sleeping with cynical noble young men. With your figure and appearance, you can become the mistress of a noble family no matter what.

Isn’t that more promising than staying in church and reading scriptures? "

"Please don't say that! Such comments bother me."

Patrick's head lowered, and she complained softly:

"I'm already troubled. It's not my fault that I'm beautiful. Now I get a lot of scented letters in Stratholme, but I have dedicated my life to the Holy Light."

"Yeah, I understand."

Blake nodded seriously and said:

"I believe in your sincerity to the Holy Light, little girl, but unfortunately some people are born with a body born for sin. I can understand your troubles.

You are still young, trust me, this problem will not bother you for too long, just hang on.

When you are truly mature, those wooing letters will fill your room every day, and then you can use them to burn the fireplace and save a fortune in firewood for the church.

So, from that perspective, it's not actually a bad thing, right?

Hello!

Don't look down when you walk! Looking at the road, you almost took me into a ditch on the side of the road. How about destroying my disguise as a blind person?

You're on a secret mission, so be professional! "

"You are not allowed to call me little girl!"

Patrick looked up at the road in front of her awkwardly, and she retorted in a low voice:

"I know from the Knights of Dathrohan that you are only 21 years old this year, and you are only 2 years older than me!"

"He even told you this? Alas, I really can't believe the secrecy ability of the tin can knights."

Blake sighed.

When being led by Partrice to the small hotel where this group of Holy Light believers were staying, the pirate suddenly asked:

"I smelled it just now. There was a bit of blood on you. Were you injured before and haven't recovered yet?"

"This is a secret! I can't tell you."

Patrick shook her head stubbornly and led Blake into the hotel. Outside a room on the second floor, she made a "please" gesture and prepared to turn around and leave.

But he was stopped by the pirates.

"I just taught you some useful knowledge, little girl. Knowledge is priceless."

The pirate put away his "camouflage tool" of a guide stick and said seriously to the girl in front of him, the priest:

"Remember to settle the course fee later and I'll charge you ten gold coins. You have to understand that if I set this precedent for you, my evil wisdom will be worthless in the future.

Those bastards who want to share my wisdom will be more unscrupulous and give me ten gold coins for free, remember.

If you default on your debt, I have plenty of ways to teach you a lesson. "

After saying that, under the shocked gaze of Partrice, the pirate straightened his collar, opened the door in front of him and walked in. The young pastor was taught a good lesson today. She really couldn't believe that there were such shameless guys in this world!

Holy light is above!

Such a guy is actually someone who serves the Holy Light?

Is Holy Light blind?

ah.

How could I have such blasphemous thoughts in my heart!

No, you have to go back to your room and copy the scriptures to cleanse yourself of the mental pollution caused by the smelly pirates.

It seems that one copy is not enough. Well, copy it three times.

In the room, the pirate's ears twitched, listening to the footsteps in the corridor outside fading away. He stretched his shoulders and said to Saidan Dathrohan who was wiping his weapon in front of him:

"That girl is good in all aspects. She is not affected by my evil wisdom at such a young age, and can be selected to join your adventure. The injuries on her body were caused by the brutal Vrykul in Stormheim. ?"

"no."

Dathrohan put down the weapon in his hand, glanced at Black, and said:

"That was an injury caused by being hit by magic while passing the test of the ancient sages on Shield Island. Fortunately, it was not serious, and Partrice is proficient in healing magic.

Following your suggestion, we recruited several pastors like her in the church who had pure faith and a will to protect her. Only then did we pass the test of the sages with great difficulty.

At this point, I have to thank you for the information, Blake.

Without your warning, we would have suffered heavy damage this time. "

"I just provided a map and some trivial suggestions. You did everything and found everything. It has nothing to do with me.

Besides, the reward will be paid soon, so there is no need to express any additional thanks. "

Black coughed, turned the magic eyeball on his shoulder, looked at the thick shield Dathrohan placed on the table, and said:

"How is it? Is this Titan Shield easy to use?"

"Its last owner told me that the power of this holy shield was sleeping."

Dathrohan, who was wearing a heavy helmet, reached out and touched the shield on the table. When his fingers touched the smooth shield surface, little ripples appeared in the lingering light.

The paladin said with regret:

"This is a weapon originating from the gods. Before using it, you must make a sacred oath and abide by it for life. I have not completed this ritual yet, not because I lack courage.

Instead, I have to wait until Your Majesty sees it with your own eyes, and then Your Majesty will preside over this oath of protection. "

"What's the trouble then?"

Blake shook his head and said:

"This is just a shield. When it was born as a weapon, it had no will of its own. It has only been used to perform the duty of protection, so it has been covered with stories of legend and myth.

But looking beyond all that, it's still just a weapon.

Those ancient Vrykul people were always so talkative, but we who were born countless years later don't have to be so superstitious. Believe me, you deserve it and don't need to be bound by any oath.

You just have to lift it and fight.

It is indeed sleeping, but when it encounters its ancient enemy, it will slowly awaken with ancient rage and give you its power without reservation.

The combination of God Tyr's divine power of justice and the Holy Light is perfect.

Just like when you use the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand, you should not feel any psychological pressure because of the origin of this weapon. This is a troublesome thing about a weapon with divine power.

If you are not firm enough when using it, you will be easily affected by the divine power attached to it. "

Having said this, the pirate took out a white jade bone dice from his hand and tossed it up and down.

He glanced at Dathrohan and said:

"I'm going to do something 'bad' to this shield. This process can remove the remaining Tyrian power on it and help you and the church better control it without affecting its power at all.

You won't stop me, right? "

Dathrohan looked at Blake. After a few seconds of silence, he asked:

“When we found the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand in the dark place under Tirisfal Glades, did you do the same thing to that hammer?

His Majesty the Pope said at that time that he felt some changes had occurred in the Holy Hammer, and the Lich said that the divine power had disappeared.

Did you do it? "

"Well, I was still weak at that time. I definitely didn't dare to tell you this kind of thing. I was afraid that the old Pope and you would knock me to the ground and beat me up on the spot."

Blake spread his arms and said:

"Now that everyone is so familiar with it, there is no need to hide it. Yes, the remaining power of Tyr on the Holy Hammer of the Silver Hand was indeed taken away by me.

But you can rest assured that that divine power is used by me for salvation.

In fact, if you need it, I can hand over this remaining divine power of justice to you on the spot, but even though the divine power of God Tyr is very consistent with the Holy Light.

But after all, it does not originate from the Holy Light, but from the power of arcane magic.

It is just like the Holy Light, but they are not the same thing.

If you accept this divine power, it may have a slight impact on your own holy light power, and it will most likely make you develop in a stronger direction.

But accidents that may occur with a small probability are beyond my control. "

"No, I don't need to."

Dathrohan shook his head firmly and said:

"Everything I need is given by the Holy Light. My strength does not come from wielding the Holy Light to fight for victory, but from the faith in my heart.

I don’t need external things to strengthen me.

If your ritual can better blend this Titan's shield with the holy light, then take away that divine power. "

"Okay, I like you when you are so cheerful."

The pirate chuckled lightly, took out the divine power extraction ritual materials that he had already prepared from his pocket, and began to arrange the magic circle on the shield in front of him.

When his fingers touched the shield in front of him, the pulsing words quickly unfolded in front of Blake's eyes:

Name: Guardian of Truth [Supporting Weapon: Oath Keeper]

Quality: Excellence·Legend [Titan Casting]

Attribute: Invisible [Not a user of the power of Holy Light, cannot be viewed]

Special effects:

1. Guardian of Truth:

The infusion of holy light and all righteous forces makes this Titan's shield full of protective power, protecting the user during battle and reducing all damage suffered by it.

The degree of damage reduction depends on the user's firmness in the will to protect.

This weapon was forged by the Titan Guardians and is immune to some divine damage.

2. Those who practice the oath:

Every blow when fighting with this sword and shield will apply the [Righteous Condemnation] effect to the enemy, suppressing the enemy's power and reducing their destructive power.

When the sword and shield are used at the same time, part of the damage will be reflected back to the enemy in the form of energy shock.

The effect of energy reflection depends on the user's firmness in the will to protect.

3. Justice protection:

This weapon was forged by Tyr, the God of Justice. When facing enemies from the chaotic camp, the weapon's damage and defense effects are greatly improved, and the user is given the [Guardian] effect.

Within 300 yards of the user, it resists dark forces not higher than Tyr's divine power, so that their effect on the soul is weakened.

4. Light of revelation:

This weapon has the effect of [Light of Revelation·Mirror of the Heart].

It can expose all approaching dark objects to the user and force the hidden evil to reveal itself, but please note that evil generally do not like to be discovered.

[Mirror of the Heart] can also illuminate the secrets hidden deep in the soul, so please use it with caution.

Item description:

This is a weapon forged by Tyr, the God of Justice, for the true guardians. It is not good at attacking, but when you hold it, you don't need to attack either!

Countless enemies are coming like a dark tide, but they can only return with hatred under the mountain of justice!

"That's awesome."

Black stroked the sleeping shield. He was about to start the extraction ceremony, and turned back to Dathrohan and said:

"Don't think about carrying a big sword and slashing indiscriminately in the future. My friend, you will become one of the most powerful defenders in the world, but this may not be a bad thing for you.

My advice to you is to carry this weapon wherever you go in the future, lest your identity is taken away by dark things when your boat capsizes in the sewer, and you use your name to do random things.

Believe me, this is a prophecy, so don’t disobey the words of the ‘prophet’. "

After saying that, the blood dripped from the pirate's hands, and the divine power extraction ceremony started. A familiar feeling came to his heart. On Black's character card, Tire's justice power left on the shield was drawn back into the pirate's body.

But this time, the pirate did not store it, but threw it into the white jade bone die in his hand, which was made by Dean Lanyue himself.

Now, the bone dice also has its own entry:

Name: Black's Titan Lucky Dice

Quality: Unfinished【1/12】

Item effects:

1. Justice:

Flip the dice, and there is a 1/12 chance of obtaining the [Tyr Power of Justice] effect. After the effect takes effect, you will be strengthened by Tyr's divine power.

Each of your attacks will be accompanied by the additional damage of [Divinity of Justice], applying the effect of [Righteous Condemnation] to the opponent.

The destructive power of this effect is greatly enhanced against chaotic camp creatures.

Item description:

This dice is made from the jawbone of the wilderness demigod Ursoc, and is engraved with liquid smelted from the fragments of the dragon soul. After being enchanted by a powerful alchemist, it is endowed with supreme solidity and resistance to energy. Strong tolerance.

The ambitious pirate Black Shaw chose a system belonging to the Guardians from the complex power systems of Azeroth. When it is finally completed, a legend belonging to it will eventually be opened in this world.

"Shua"

The beautiful dice rolled several times in the air and landed firmly in the pirate's hand. Unfortunately, there was a 1/12 chance that it failed to trigger. This is normal. This thing is only a semi-finished product after all.

Black was not disappointed. He picked up a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the shield, making a "please" gesture to Dathrohan.

explain:

"Come on, hold it and let me see the real you. Don't worry, if I see the dark little secret in your heart, I won't tell it.

You know, I'm the best at keeping secrets. "