Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Black wasn't bragging when he said he had been to the Molten Core.

In addition to the memory of the route in his mind that he knew how to take with his eyes closed, the pirates had indeed visited this fire element holy land during their travels in Azeroth.

It was during the Orc War. Black, who got drunk in the Black Iron Bar, drove a dilapidated Black Iron drilling machine, carrying a group of Alliance soldiers captured by the Orcs, and staged a magical version of a hangover.

In that crazy night, the stinky pirate was almost eaten by the lava dogs in the Molten Core.

He was weak at that time, but it is different now.

Amidst the rumbling ground shaking, several reinforced black iron drilling machines modified by the Thorium Brotherhood rushed out of the solid mountain at the entrance to the Molten Core.

Basically, he followed the tunnel that Blake accidentally opened when he was drunk last time. After jumping out of the drilling machine, the stinky pirate also sweated at his original luck.

The narrowest part of this tunnel that he drove while drunken was less than ten meters away from the underground magma layer. If he had just tilted his hand holding the steering wheel of the drilling machine at that time, he would have been buried in the magma. .

Where are the following stories?

Sure enough, the stinky pirate who loves to drink won't have bad luck.

"Well, what a strong flame magic power."

A look of surprise appeared on the handsome face of Prince Kael'thas who walked out from behind Black. The moment he entered here, the magic power in his body started to boil.

It's not that it's uncontrollable, but the magic power of the flame attribute interacts independently with the surrounding rich elemental power.

The power of any fire magic released here will be greatly enhanced. This is the true holy land of fire. But the bad news is that the creatures living here are in a state of flame blessing all year round, making them extremely resistant to fire magic.

Kael'thas is undoubtedly strengthened.

He felt stronger and stronger.

But a few minutes later, as a wave of fire elements and rolling stone elements attracted by the earthquake were casually cleared away by the old lich Merry, Prince Kael'thas had to face a terrible fact:

His magic hits those elements as if adding a BUFF to them.

Any monster in this broken place is almost immune to fire, so Kael'thas' magical destructive power is basically sealed. His Royal Highness never expected that one day he would become a "trash" in the eyes of others.

Didn't you see that the disdain in the old orc's eyes was not concealed? This is the embarrassing experience he has never had since his birth. It can only be said that fate is so unpredictable.

Fortunately, the versatile Sun Chaser family is not only proficient in flames, but also skilled in arcane magic.

All I can say is that a genius is a genius.

"Wow, burning giant!"

Blake was assigning tactics and tasks, and the bouncing little star walked a few steps deeper into the scorching cave, and soon saw a huge lava giant that looked like it was guarding the gate of the Flame Holy Land.

The two "door god" giants are nearly ten meters tall, and their bodies are made of hot boulders. Magma will surge at the joints of the stones, shining with orange light, and they look very majestic.

One on the left and the other on the right, they stood on the stone bridge leading to the large cave in the Molten Core. From the shape of the bridge, it could be seen that this place should also be part of the Dark Iron Dwarf city.

Just occupied by these damn elemental creatures.

Little Xingxing held the "self-timer artifact" mechanical camera she bought from the dwarf in her hand. She used magic to fly into the air, raised the camera with her left hand, put two fierce lava giants into the camera lens, and chose a good one. angle.

Then he grinned and made another scissor gesture.

"Click"

The camera freezes the moment.

This photo is most suitable to be published together with Little Xingxing's "His Royal Highness Dragon's Travel Diary". This photo will be the most powerful response to those ignorant young dragon fans who question the authenticity of Little Star's legendary experience. evidence!

As we all know photos cannot be modified, so this must be true!

However, the others were not as comfortable and leisurely as Little Xingxing. They were discussing tactics nervously.

"Warchief Red of Blackrock Spire and Warlord Fenris are leading the Wolf Riders into the Searing Gorge, creating the illusion that the orcs will seize the Black Iron Mine.

This is enough to attract the troops from Shadowforge City to dispatch, and each visit will give us precious time to attack this Holy Land of Flame. "

Blake glanced at the pocket calculator on his wrist. There was a bright red countdown on it beating every second. He said to the circle of people surrounding him:

"But once there is a riot in the Molten Core, the 'good sons' of Ragnaros will definitely not sit idly by. Emperor Thaurissan will command his army to support the flaming creatures here, so today's operation is essentially Race against time.

It’s a ‘race’. "

The pirate coughed and said:

"So we have to use unconventional tactics"

"Do you have any other ideas?"

The old lich Merry was holding the Staff of Atiesh Guardian and looking at Blake with cold eyes. He looked around and said:

"You deliberately found so many spellcasters to gather together. Are you planning to use magic to bomb them all the way?"

"You're right, that's what I think, but there are hundreds of millions of differences in the details."

Black doesn't sell out either.

He stretched out his hand in the air and used the light spots of shadow magic to roughly outline a map of the Molten Core. He also marked the locations of the fire demon commanders under the Fire King everywhere, and then drew a line on the map.

He pointed to the line and said to everyone:

"I will lure out all the low-level members of the Flame Legion in the Molten Core at once, and you will set up a defense line at the entrance of the cave.

When they are all alerted and chase me here, you all throw out the most powerful ice or arcane magic you have.

We need to artificially create a wave of 'magic tide' to clear out these obstructive 'little monsters' at once.

This is my plan, what do you think? "

"Good plan!"

"Old man" Khadgar applauded, then turned around and opened a portal leading to Tirisfal Castle, turned around, rolled his eyes, and said to Black:

"The only problem is that it's a bit of a cannon fodder, and I don't intend to be cannon fodder for your crazy plan, so I'm leaving first."

"puff"

The portal was cut open by the pirates with precise shadow flying knives in the next moment, and dissipated in place like a balloon exploding.

"Hey, you are so timid that you can't win the favor of a wild female orc and have sex with her!"

Blake complained:

"Besides, I didn't come up with this just by slapping my forehead. I made careful calculations. Elder Drek'Thar first deployed the Trembling Totem and the Slowing Totem, and then Prince Kael'thas released the 'Gravity Out of Control'. Finally, Let Merry control the field with three bursts of Icefall and Death and Decay.

We also have two blue dragons whose ice breaths have a freezing effect.

Finally, I still have this in my legendary warrior's hand! "

The pirate made a gesture to Fenner, who took out the Tide Stone that Little Star had given her, and the sound of ocean waves surged out of it.

Blake pointed to the stone and said:

"The magic of this thing is released at once, and it can create a big tidal barrier here. Although it lasts for a short time, it is enough to protect you to complete the release of the restraining magic.

Once you have control of the field, the rest is easy.

Release overloaded magic attacks at those elemental creatures. With your level of magic control, up to two rounds of bombardment are enough to cause them to collapse and dissipate. "

"Well, I'm almost convinced."

The old lich said quietly:

“But to deal with nearly a thousand flaming creatures at once, no one has carried out such an operation in the past three thousand years, and no one even dared to imagine it.

Blake, I've always admired your whimsy, but this time.

Even a lich like me thinks you're a little too optimistic.

The tactics you emphasize focus too much on the coordination of magic. As long as there is a slight oversight on our side, or one or two flaming creatures break through the control."

"We'll take care of it!"

Finna, who was loaded with weapons, patted her chest and said:

"We soldiers are here to deal with this situation. You just need to blast the magic, and we will deal with the fish that slip through the net.

Before we fall, no elemental creatures will come out to interfere with your spellcasting. "

Orc Maimu also nodded, buckled on his helmet with a clang, took out two weapons with his backhand, and held the Whirlwind Belt around his waist shining brightly.

The old orc warrior Brox Saurfang, who came with Drek'Thar, glanced at Black first and then at the old shaman.

In the end, the orc warlord shrugged and took off the burning battle ax with obvious broken marks from his back.

This action represents his attitude.

"Shua"

The pirate threw something to the old lich, who took it in his hand and found that it was a spellcaster's crown.

The old lich was not an inexperienced person. He was frightened when he saw the Stormcaller Crown in his hand, and threw the thing back to Black with his backhand.

He said:

"I don't need this evil thing. Unlike you, I can ignore the impact and infection of the void."

"Hey, coward Merry, as long as you pay a little mental loss, you can gain terrifying magical control."

Blake complained as he put the Stormcaller Crown on his head.

He said:

"I originally wanted to give you the chance to shine. Since you don't want it, I'll do it myself. Are there any other questions? I'll go and attract the monsters without you.

Everyone, please get ready. "

"Just a moment, I have one last question, Mr. Black."

The handsome Prince Kael'thas stared at the smelly pirate with a downcast face, and asked faintly:

"How do you know that I just mastered the magic of 'gravity loss' not long ago? Even my father doesn't know this fact. Did you place your Uncrowned One next to me?"

"No, no, the answer is not as complicated as you think."

The pirate, who was wearing the Storm Summoner's Crown and whose body was covered with flowing wind and thunder and lightning, shook a finger and said in a sly voice:

"I am just an ordinary prophet. The secrets I want to know only need to be seen with my eyes. Valeera, come with me. Today I will teach you the first lesson in the combat skills of the Uncrowned."

Black called out, and the silent and low-key elf assassin stepped forward and disappeared from everyone's sight along with his master.

"Hey, are you really going to carry out that death plan?"

Khadgar looked at the old shaman and old lich who were beginning to set up their positions with a headache. He said:

"I really think we should retreat now."

"You should believe him, you cowardly little old man."

His Highness Xiao Xingxing, who came back from taking the photo, corrected him seriously:

"I guarantee as the second officer of the Naqfar that my captain is a prophet. Didn't you hear what he said just now? He must have seen the future of our victory, otherwise he would not use such a risky plan. .”

"I generally don't believe in prophetic magic."

Kael'thas hesitated and opened his bag.

He handed his treasured legendary staff to the attendant Lana Seer behind him, and he himself pulled out a great mage's torrent staff and began to release magic power.

He said:

"But as for Mr. Black, who can always create miracles, I am willing to believe in him. After all, as spellcasters, we can retreat at any time in unfavorable situations."

"Well, that's true. I'll open a door and stay there. If something goes wrong, we'll evacuate."

Khadgar nodded, took out his staff, and began to prepare according to the planned battle method. At the entrance of the cave in front of him, thirty orc shamans had inserted dense trembling totems and deceleration totems there. .

The soldiers were also ready to charge at any time. As the two blue dragons flew to a wider altitude outside the cave to complete their invisible transformation, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

On the other side, on the bridge that is the only fork in the route to attract monsters, Black in the shadow said to Valeela Sangunar, who was holding her weapon:

"Don't be so nervous, my apprentice, this strategy is not as dangerous as you think.

There is only one thing you have to do, wait here, rush into the cave behind you when you sense a monster riot, throw a throwing knife at the largest lava dog deep in the cave, and then turn around and run quickly.

Skillfully use the skills of shadow cloak, shadow step and disappearance to keep a safe distance from the monster behind you, and then return to the position.

As long as you run fast enough, they can't bite you.

Well, in order to increase your error tolerance, this is temporarily given to you. "

The pirate took Xavaric's masterpiece from his neck and placed it on Valeela's white neck.

As soon as Valeera took possession of this magic necklace, she immediately felt an invisible shield wrapping her body, which greatly increased her sense of security.

"If you survive, remember to return it to me."

Black patted Valeera on the shoulder, smiled and said something that put great pressure on the female assassin. When he turned to leave, like a true mentor, he said to Valeera:

“Don’t be afraid of death, the more you fear it, the sooner it will come.

Forget all the caution your family taught you, adapt to the current dance of blades, and enjoy the tension of falling at any time. This is the first step for you to become a top assassin.

I'll wait for you at the finish line, apprentice.

Win or die. "

After saying that, Black flashed out with a whoosh, leaving a nervous Valeera standing at the end of the bridge surrounded by flaming creatures. Watching the master leave, Valeera had a big doubt in her heart.

Is Blackshaw really as fearless as rumored? Is enjoying danger like this really a necessary quality to become a top assassin?

Why does it feel like he is talking nonsense?

Ah, what an unpredictable man.