Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"I found it!"

With Blake's "demonstration" before, he didn't need to take the initiative this time. After Baron Gaddon blew himself up, Finna found the other half of the Wind Chaser's imprisonment emblem in the burning embers, and threw it to Blake.

The pirate held it in his hand like playing with building blocks, snapping the two halves of the emblem together. When they sensed each other, they merged with each other, eventually turning into an ugly and weird skull.

But he was still as silent and weak as before.

After all, it has been defeated and "dismembered" for millions of years. No matter how powerful the element is, it should weaken. Black has his own ideas and channels on how to awaken Sunderland.

Now as the leader of the most important black group that Mao had lost, all the pirates had to do was to hide this matter.

He gave instructions to the three girls beside him, asking them to keep their mouths shut and not to reveal any information about this thing.

I would like to remind the little star who speaks freely!

"Ah, this is an important chapter of my great adventure. I, the mighty god, command my incompetent and cowardly human servants, and venture into the terrible molten core.

He bravely rescued an elemental prince in trouble from the evil Ragnaros.

What a great story!

It will definitely gain me more baby dragon fans and spread my name as a savior. "

Little Xingxing's mouth is so pouty that it can hang an oil can.

As she followed Blake in the opposite direction towards the final rendezvous point, she was complaining and talking about her magical diary.

It also gave the smelly pirate a bit of a headache.

But despite the headache, he became more and more interested in Little Xingxing's diary. He thought about stealing Little Xingxing's diary to take a look at it sometime.

With the blue dragon princess’ magical writing style and habit of using exaggerated metaphors, that diary must be very interesting.

I just don’t know how Little Star describes Blake? Well, maybe he's a lazy, lazy, cunning, cowardly but extremely handsome human sycophant pirate?

Well, with Little Star’s style, it’s definitely possible to write such a character.

"Sunderland will be resurrected in the future. It plays an important role in my plans and cannot be exposed yet, so you should stop complaining."

Blake said to Little Star:

"You can write this story first, and then publish it after Sunderland appears in the material world. Is that okay?"

"That's okay."

Little Xingxing was finally satisfied.

She put her hands on her hips and said to Blake:

"As expected of my most powerful servant No. 1, you have a really good brain. Speaking of which, you said before that the reward for saving Sunderland was a legendary weapon?

The weapon of the Primordial Prince of Elements, come to think of it, it must be as powerful as the Abyss Trident.

So what, is it too late for me to invest in shares? "

"That's too late."

It was Fenner who answered her. The idiot warrior grabbed Little Xingxing's shoulders and pushed her whole body into his arms like he was bullying a primary school student. He drilled Little Xingxing's head with his fists.

explain:

"That thing already belongs to me. It's been agreed upon, but I can't change my mind. As a warrior, in order to pursue the title of 'Lagosh', I must have powerful weapons.

What do you want that thing for?

Put it in your collection room to satisfy your personal vanity, why not give it to me. "

"Ah, here you go, here you go, I don't want it anymore, let me go, you violent woman!"

Little Xingxing screamed and pushed away Fenner who bullied her. While arranging her messy gradient hair, she said:

"But when you don't use it, how about you put it in my collection room? I am destined to inherit the name of Spellweaver in the future, so I need those powerful weapons to add to my collection.

At worst, I'll ask someone to add magic to the weapon, and if you need it, just whistle and it will be teleported to you. "

"Then how is the rental fee calculated?"

Fenna snorted and looked at Little Star.

The two people were discussing strange content, and Valila looked helpless next to her, especially when Fenner and Xiaoxing had not agreed on the amount.

It's just as troublesome as two naughty children.

As for Blake.

He looked calm, already used to strange things.

A few minutes later, when the pirate blew out a smoke ring, the entire Molten Core let out a weird explosion, causing Black to stand up suddenly.

The hot, heavy force that was pressing down on everyone was quickly dissipating.

This means that all eight eternal burning seals have been extinguished, and the area ruled by the fire element is quickly returning to the rules of the material world.

Wave after wave of magic power also gushes out from the underground magic network and begins to occupy this scorching place.

The mountain wall leading to Saffron Fortress, where Ragnaros' elemental clone was located, also collapsed quickly, and a hotter breath than before surged out of it.

It's like a sun releasing light and heat that not only scorches the body, but also burns the soul.

Amid the teleporting light curtains, the members who had previously been divided into three teams to deal with different lords regrouped in an open space not far from the pirates.

Everyone was in a much more embarrassed state than when we set off before.

Especially the unlucky guy Khadgar, whose white hair was caught by the fire and almost turned into a bald head. Looking at the fire demon prisoner behind the "old mage" who was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, you could tell that he was very, very unhappy.

Old Orc Brox was the most relaxed of them all.

He moved his shoulders with a "warm-up completed" expression on his face, while the orc Maimu next to him looked at the old orc in awe with the eyes of a god.

It seems that in the battle just now, Brooks, as a senior, showed the weak juniors what "the power of a warrior" is.

This successfully gained the old orc a new fan.

Seanigosa, who was following him, also looked at Brox with a strange look, even though he knew that this old orc was very good at fighting in Dalaran.

But seeing with his own eyes the horrific scene when Brox smashed the lava giant's body of the Incinerator Gulemagg with his axe, the blue dragon still felt terrified.

Although there was time for her to hold up the old orc's strength, there was also a time when the Fire Giant Lord's power was weakened because the Eternal Burning Seal was extinguished.

But no matter what, Seianigosa still didn't think that his dragon body could withstand such a headshot.

These greenskins are really monsters!

There is also the Herald Lord Saffron that the pirates have repeatedly emphasized, a powerful fire demon warrior with four healers. This lineup is foolproof.

But the actual situation is just the opposite.

Laughing to death!

The healing speed of the fire demon healer could not keep up with the destruction caused by the old orc. In the end, the powerful Saffron Herald died of suffocation in the light of elemental healing.

This kind of fucked-up operation of hacking the enemy to death unreasonably despite the excessive treatment of "Four Guarantees and One" is probably something only greenskins can do.

"The most elite 'Fire Keeper' legion of the Dark Iron Dwarves has assembled outside the Molten Core. The Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan personally leads the team. They will enter here soon."

The old lich finally returned with bad news.

He said to Blake:

"I blew up the lava bridge and froze the entrance to the cave, but I guess it won't be able to stop it for long."

"It's okay, let them come."

Blake stroked the hilt of the sword at his waist and said:

"With so many legends here, why are you afraid of one Thaurissan? It's best if he comes alone. He lacks the screams of a bitch, and the master's defeat always has a bad taste."

"The cunning emperor would not go deep alone. He sent engineers to plant explosives."

The old lich shook his head and said:

"If things go wrong, he will blow up this cave and kill us here. The teleportation magic has also been blocked by the black iron wizards. This is catching a turtle in an urn.

We must speed up. "

"It's too fast to deal with the Flame King's clone."

The old shaman Drek'Thar shook his head and said:

“The elemental lords in the world of Draenor are all famously rough-skinned and thick-skinned. The elemental lords in Azeroth will only be more powerful, and their methods are not so easy to crack.

How about defeating the black iron army first? "

"Ahem"

Kael'thas, who had been silent all this time, suddenly coughed twice. The elf prince looked around and whispered:

"I brought something with me that might help us end the battle as soon as possible."

As he spoke, Kael'thas made a strange magic handprint, as if he were taking something out of the air.

He stretched out his hand and squeezed it gently, and with a flick of his hand, amidst the roar of flames, a crimson magic sword was held in his hand. At this moment, Little Xingxing's eyes immediately reflected the dragon's greed, obviously because she discovered a real magical treasure.

"Strike of Flame?"

Blake also widened his eyes and said:

"Is your father out of his mind? He actually allowed you to take out the national treasure of Quel'Thalas? And you dare to take it out in front of a notoriously greedy master assassin?

Aren't you afraid of 'losing' it? "

The pirate said in an evil tone:

"I found that I have another reason to create 'accidents'.

Well, Prince Kael'thas was just unlucky. He was accidentally burned to death by the Fire King's counterattack at the end of the battle. I can only collect his body with sadness.

As for the Elf Secret Treasure Flame Strike, I didn’t see it at all.

Maybe melted by the Fire Lord? "

"This joke isn't funny, Blake!"

The old lich was also admiring the magic sword in Kael'thas' hand. He scolded Black a little, and then said to Kael'thas:

"But Black's evil statement is correct, Your Highness, such a thing should not be taken out of Quel'Thalas. Once the news is leaked, countless people will be targeting you.

After all, what you hold in your hands is the crown of Azeroth's flame magic.

Countless people dream of getting it.

Even in their dreams, more people dare not try to seize this sacred object of flames. Even to the King of Flame, this creation is extremely valuable.

If I hadn't become a lich with no worldly desires and wasn't specialized in the power of flames, I might be tempted by this. This is really a risky behavior. "

"I know, that's why I brought it here."

Kael'thas touched the flaming sword in his hand with a strange shape like a work of art, and said:

"I will not hide it from you. After I told Mr. Black about my agreement, my father insisted on asking me to bring with me the foundation of the Sun Chaser family.

When this sword was forged by my ancestor Dath'Remar Sunstrider, it was said that it drew the power of the source of fire from the Fire Realm.

We have been eager to study the secrets of the eternal flame, the fire of Savras, and as a carrier of the core wisdom of the flame, there is nothing more suitable than this sword. "

His Highness the Prince turned the sword over in his hand, handed it to Black, and said:

"As you wage war against the Fire Lord, ask the Master of the Uncrowned to use your masterful assassination skills to thrust this flaming sword into the heart of the Elemental Lord.

It will absorb the essence of the Fire Lord's Savras, and it will weaken the Fire Lord's power in the material world, creating the possibility for us to kill it quickly.

After the battle, the fire of Sulfuras drawn from this sword was the reward Quel'Thalas demanded for this battle. "

Kelsastan said with a magnanimous smile:

"We want nothing more than that."

Blake looked at the magical relic in front of him. He did not reach out to pick it up, but made a universal gesture. Kael'thas had already expected Black's request, and he nodded to the attendant beside him.

The beautiful elf mage Lannasel took out a beautiful work of art dagger and handed it to Blake with both hands.

"During the Battle of Dalaran, you said you wanted to give me this Infinity Blade as a gift, but I refused."

Black sighed, took the dagger shining with orange light, rubbed it in his hand, and said to the smiling Kael'thas:

"I really want to refuse this reward forcefully, insert this dagger into your handsome face, and yell at you not to humiliate me with vulgar money.

But unfortunately, I can never harden my heart when it comes to these cute little babies.

Oh, it’s nice to have money. "

The pirate sighed.

He casually threw the Infinity Blade in his hand to the confused Valeela Sangunar, who had not yet reacted. What was going on? Such a legendary weapon. Give it to me?

Have I done anything useful? I do not know how?

Black threw the Infinity Blade to Valeela, then took the Flame Strike, played a sword trick, and said:

"I'm giving it to you, my apprentice, as a reward for the perfect work you've done in Northrend. But you must keep a low profile. I didn't prepare a gift for everyone."

He glanced at the Flame Strike in his hand, and the beating words impacted Black's mind:

Name: Flame Strike

Quality: Excellent·Legendary [Fire Relic·Unfinished]

Attribute: Invisible [The holder is not an arcane/fire faction caster]

Item effects:

1. Flame casting:

The destructive power of all fire magic is increased by 100%, the fire resistance is increased by 100%, and the release speed of fire magic is increased by 100%.

Shackles of Fire render the bearer unable to cast any magic other than fire.

2. Phoenix Fire:

The holder's flame is replaced by [Phoenix Flame], and the activated flame will actively seek out enemies and burn them. This burning flame has the most advanced [Ignite] feature.

This incineration cannot be saved in any way except for creatures that are naturally immune to fire.

3. Fire of Nirvana:

The wielder will be protected by the power of Flamestrike, and the flames will be burned into shields and healing effects.

During battle, when the holder is seriously injured, the holder will be transformed into the form of fire element, restore vitality and release uninterrupted [Legendary Level Flame Storm] to all enemies until the holder fully recovers.

4. Desire for perfection:

How the Flame Strike was forged has become a mystery, but what is certain is that this Flame Relic is not in perfect form, and it has the potential to be further explored.

Item Description:

Flamestrike is not a perfect weapon, it has many flaws. But for users of the power of flames, it means the supreme temple of flames.

It is the symbol of the sun chaser, who is proud of it because of its nobility.

"It's nice to have money."

Blake let out another exclamation of lemon.

He glanced at Salamani on his waist. He had to fight tooth and nail to get this sword. However, Kael'thas was destined to receive a divine object like Flame Strike as soon as he was born.

Some people are born in Rome, and some people are born as cows and horses.

Everybody is a prince

Why is the difference so big?

But thinking about the Prince of Sunderland who had just been taken into his hands, the pirate quickly felt relieved. Well, there is always someone who will live a worse life than him. Everyone is a prince, and some have been defeated, drained, quartered, and imprisoned for millions of years.

When I think about it, my mood instantly improves.

"Then, let's get started."

Black held Flamestrike and Salamani in both hands and walked toward Saffron Fortress aggressively. He said to the group of people behind him:

"Get this done and then divide the loot and go home. I still have many evil plans to implement. I'm too busy."