Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Boom"

In the rolling tide of the strait at the edge of Stormsong Valley, the Nag'far rose quickly like a ghost. The bright sunshine here has been replaced by gloomy skies and rolling thunder.

Thick black clouds covered the sky in layers, blocking the sun and spreading the gauze of darkness, making the sea area look like night.

The Temple of Storms in the distance is even more impressive.

The dome of the temple located on the island is wrapped with dazzling arcs of electricity, like a lighthouse in a storm in the dark night. Those arcs stretch and dance in the air, forming streaks of flying thunder dragons, reflecting it like the only light.

The sea sages are calling for the violent power of the sea, which has caused the marine creatures near the island to be frightened and crazy. They mix together in the cold water and run around.

From small shrimps to large sharks, and even squid and deep-sea fish that live on the bottom of the sea are all dancing in the wild currents.

They knew the danger was coming, but they couldn't escape.

The flow of sea water has become chaotic, and the currents no longer have any rules. Sometimes they set off huge waves, and sometimes they stir up whirlpools. Such crazy water can easily destroy a fleet. Any ship that dares to sail into this sea area will be torn to pieces by the furious sea.

But the Nagfar is an exception.

Not only because of the sturdiness of the ghost ship itself and its speed and smoothness when traveling underwater, but also because this ship has been blessed by the Hydraxia water elemental army.

It can sail through any dangerous sea safely, even in the apocalyptic stormy waves in front of it, it is like a graceful boat, and it is like a graceful lady stepping through the malicious sea water.

"Clear the deck, you slackers!"

The first mate, Sephiel, was wearing a long sword used for pretense and stood in front of the steering wheel on the stern of the ship. While she grabbed the steering wheel, she made a heroic gesture like an old captain fighting the wind and waves, while looking at the ghost below. The sailors yelled:

"The captain will be back soon. He wants to see his 'Decisive Weapon' take off safely. If you let him down, just wait to be whipped!"

The ghost sailors sprang into action.

They swept across the deck in a mighty manner, throwing back into the sea the fish and shrimps that jumped onto the ship from the turbid and crazy water, and began to wash the deck in the cold heavy rain.

Well, this seems to be a useless effort. In such strong winds and waves, no matter how clean the deck is, it will get wet again.

But the evil captain is coming back.

If he saw this group of ghost sailors fishing around with nothing to do before the war, haha

Therefore, when trying to get around on the Nagfar, being able to fight or being smart is not the first priority. You must have a wink. A guy without a wink will not survive long on this ghost ship.

"boom"

Just as the ghost ship finished floating and was about to head towards the island where the Temple of Storms was located at high speed, a loud noise broke out in the other direction. Sephiel was so startled that he looked back and saw that there was a ball of holy light rising into the sky in the direction of the mountains in the valley.

The bright and towering golden light pillar flew and shattered the dark clouds above the head, attracting a group of sunlight to shine on that place. In the light pillar that reached the sky and the earth, the echo of hymns could even be faintly heard.

"The old Pope is trying his best."

Sephiel blinked and said:

"A sacred hymn of this level. My dear, I am afraid that the powerful demon lord will be melted on the spot when he comes. It seems that the sea sages are well prepared.

Shooting everywhere to distract the righteous people. Did they predict in advance that there would be such trouble today? "

"Shua"

A black shadow crossed the violent wind and waves and landed on the Nagfar. Blake turned over and jumped from behind the hippogryph. Two precise flashes in the air sent him to Sephiel.

He raised his head and waved his hand to the hippogryph in the air, causing it to fly towards the mainland to avoid the upcoming battle.

The sky neighed a few times, as if unwilling to give up its master and be alone here, but under Black's command, the clever king of the sky finally flew around the ghost ship and rushed back to the direction of the land.

"Are you ready for what I want?"

Blake pushed up the blindfold around his eyes, adjusted his collar and asked casually.

"They're all in the second-floor cabin."

Sephiel quickly replied:

"Prince Erazmin is personally debugging the bomb. Overspark and the gnomes are making final corrections to the air flight unit. We circled the island yesterday. They said they were setting the explosion range to avoid damage. innocent.

He also said that restricting the explosion range can slightly increase the power of the explosion. You know that I am not interested in engineering stuff, so I don't really understand it. "

Black nodded and ignored the unlearned pirate first mate's inaccurate report.

The magic eyeball on his shoulder turned and looked towards the Temple of Storms in the distance where arc thunder was constantly gathering in the dark night.

The dark, desolate and evil atmosphere mixed with the arrogant and violent background, coupled with the changing world and the thunder covering the night sky, gave the scene in front of Blake a fairy tale-like quality.

The temple is like the residence of the gods, and the ghost ship moving forward in the stormy waves is like the believers who are going to worship at the Holy Mountain.

"Little Xingxing should be allowed to record this scene here. It will definitely give her a lot of inspiration for bragging. Unfortunately, the things we are going to use here today are too dangerous even for the giant dragon."

Sephiel put his hands on his hips and said regretfully:

"Captain, if you have roped in so many 'just partners' to do this, it is destined that they will take away most of the glory of victory, and we who really did the work will be reduced to supporting characters in those stories.

No one will know about the Naqfar and our achievements today.

Hey, this feeling is really unpleasant. "

"I'm not here just for them to sing my praises, no matter what the publicity is, but for me, this is a personal vendetta."

Blake glanced at his vain parasaurus with a strange tone, and said:

"It is known to the whole world that even a private revenge must be publicized. My dear Sephiel, your vanity is really as big as a whale shark."

"boom"

As soon as the stinky pirate finished speaking, another ball of holy light burst out in the Stowe mountainous area. The shining beam of light made the pirates cover their eyes in an exaggerated manner.

He glanced in that direction, pursed his lips and said:

"This old man Faao is really desperate. Look at the power of this holy light echo. He must have swayed all the activated holy light in his body.

With the Silver Hand and the Guardian of Truth, to achieve this level, it seems that the sea sages have indeed pulled the Krasis demigod into the material world.

What crazy behavior.

If no one stops that thing, it can slaughter the entire Stormsong Valley in one day, and even destroy it as far as Tiragarde Strait. I can only say that I am a prophet who is too powerful.

The power to block and destroy it was arranged in advance. "

"Captain Crucible treats the dying old man as a tool."

Sephiel glanced and said:

"You are really a villain."

"What nonsense are you talking about? What is a tool man?"

Blake was very dissatisfied and hit the first parasaurus on the head and said:

"Today, this Holy Light destroys evil with supreme majesty and protects the innocent people in the entire Stormsong Valley. After the Church of Storms was crushed by me, relying on this gospel, the Holy Light priests can easily accept the entire Valley. believers.

Do you know what such a great victory means to the church?

Kul Tiras, which has always been outside the Holy Light belief system, will be completely integrated into the true faith. This battle is the best opportunity.

Even if I don't invite Faao, the old man will take the initiative to invite me.

Just like this, how many people want this opportunity but have no way.

Even if old man Faao died in this battle today, he would definitely die with a smile on his face.

Of course, he'd better take a breath.

Okay, I won’t talk to you anymore, let the Nagfar continue to move towards the Temple of Storms, and I’ll go see how my ‘big baby’ is getting ready.

Now, this is for you. "

Blake took off the tide scepter from his waist, handed it to Sephiel, who was rubbing her hands with a surprised look on her face, and said to her:

"Remember how we used the scepter to shatter the elemental realm in Vashj'ir? You can copy that operation later, and I will supply the energy of the Tide Stone.

You then use this thing to channel energy and smash the tidal barrier used by the sea sages to protect their territory.

That thing is blessed by the divine power of the abyss, and ordinary magic attacks are basically ineffective against it, but it certainly cannot withstand the power of the Tide Stone and the Tide Scepter stacked together.

It’s like cracking an egg shell.”

The smelly pirate sneered and said:

"Leave the rest to me. After all, it's a personal grudge. Only by doing it yourself can you feel a sense of accomplishment."

After saying that, he ignored Sephiel, who was playing around with the tide scepter behind him, and strode into the cabin, while the Parasaurus, who had got a new toy, struck a majestic pose in front of the steering wheel.

She laughed and waved the scepter in her hand forward.

The scepter whose "identity lock" was unlocked by Dean Blue Moon can now be used by anyone. Under Seifer's reckless manipulation, the energy of the tidal scepter rapidly expands to the entire Nagfar with her as the center. The hull and surrounding waters.

Those pushed by the sea sages into the furious and crazy tide were pressed down by the scepter at this moment. The surrounding seawater was like the most loyal soldiers. Under Sephiel's order, it pushed the already fast ghost ship. of forward acceleration.

Within three seconds, the speed of the Nagfar, which was advancing through the storm, increased at least five times. Like an arrow shot by Blake, it almost "flyed" against the chaotic sea water.

"Hahaha, flying pirate man! I like it."

Amidst the overwhelming rattling sounds of the Naqfar's mast and hull, the first auxiliary dragon placed his hands on his hips, laughed and yelled:

"With me on board, the Nagfar is invincible!"

"Why are you so crazy! Can you choose a good time to go boating?"

Blake, who was walking in the cabin, felt like he was sitting in a sports car that started with burnt tires. He was almost thrown to the ground by the acceleration of the ship.

He cursed at the top of the deck. Sephiel's laughter immediately dropped like a choked chicken, and the speed of the speeding ship also slowed down a bit.

Blake shook his head and walked into the second deck. The cabins here have been demolished. The Nagfar has also specially changed the height of the cabins and turned it into a "hangar".

Under the illumination of the surrounding magic lights, an HK-8 aerial flight unit with a cold light casing was ready to take off.

This is not the "throne" of King Mechagon. The more advanced aircraft equipped with various black technology weapons is still being repaired on Mechagon Island.

Old Man Sachiel's magic energy impact almost completely penetrated it, and it was not that easy to repair it.

The repaired aircraft in front of him was not actually Black's private property, which was evident from the strange inscriptions added to its outer shell.

There was a line of warning written in dragon language:

"This aircraft is the personal vehicle of His Highness Stellagosa. You are not allowed to touch it without permission, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences!"

Behind the warning inscription, there is also a giant dragon icon with teeth and claws. It is the mechanical style icon of Mechagon. Not only does it not look threatening at all, but it also has a simple and cute feeling brought by the technological style.

The entire aircraft was painted in His Highness Little Star's favorite ice blue, which is the color of the scales of the dragons of the Blue Dragon Legion.

But today, His Highness the Star's "throne" was commandeered by Black.

Because the large "mechanical return to origin" bomb placed next to the throne aircraft could not be hoisted by an ordinary rotorcraft, Little Star volunteered to be a "dragon bombardier".

But the pirate coldly rejected her.

The Titan's origin energy generated by the mechanical origin bomb can only theoretically complete the purification of flesh and blood. This theory was calculated by the crazy King Mechagon himself.

Even a prophet like Blake doesn't know how powerful it is.

What if the flesh and blood purification energy also works on giant dragons?

In case the idiot Little Star died in the explosion, or was transformed into a weird and crazy mechanical dragon, which caused the rage of Spellweaver and the entire Blue Dragon Legion, it would be easier for Black to wipe his neck on the spot.

Amidst the thunder and lightning outside the cabin and the noise of Seifer cheering for the boat, Blake reached out and patted the round steel bomb casing, and then glanced at the man who was reprogramming the mechanical homing bomb with a pocket computing device. Prince Erazmin.

Under the glare of a group of dwarfs, Blake asked:

"How long will it take?"

"Give me another five minutes."

Prince Erazmin flicked his fingers quickly on his pocket calculator and said without raising his head:

"I have to check the explosion range again and set the optimal flight detonation altitude. I have seen the source of darkness on this land, and I understand my father's concerns.

I want to inherit his will, and I want to destroy these filthy flesh and blood. This is the correct use of mechanical return to origin.

But I can't hurt innocent people.

I have to check it again.

Please be patient, Mr. Black, I assure you it will work. "

"There's no rush, just take your time."

Blake said something and took another look at the mechanical origin bomb in front of him, which the dwarfs had painted with a large metal-style skull on the outer shell.

He pursed his lips, rubbed his chin and said:

“We have this terrifying thing as the ‘Vanguard’, a vengeful Watcher as the handle of the knife, and a stinking pirate like me as the executioner.

Finally, His Excellency the Tide Hunter and the disgraced Baku were invited to ‘join the feast’.

For today, I have used all my connections. Oh my, I really can’t think of and can’t see any future in which the Church of Storms can win.

If I were them, I should seize the last moment and pray in my turtle shell now.

Only in desperate moments does prayer make sense. "