Shadow Trails in Azeroth

When this temporary team was called together, others in the team were already sure that Black, as the convener, must have his own purpose for entering the Molten Core.

Even the orcs could guess this.

Although the pirate's name is to hunt the hearts of his enemies for his loyal Majesty the Tidehunter, this reason is enough. How could someone like Black Shaw have a monarch who was truly loyal to him?

If such a guy sincerely offers his loyalty to you, you should be careful, because it means that you will become the target or victim of his next conspiracy.

But those invited were smart people.

No one wanted to delve into the dark heart of the smelly pirate, so that those obscene conspiracies would pollute their pure heart. Therefore, after everyone got what they wanted, and after Blake unceremoniously issued the expulsion order, there was not much resistance.

Drek'Thar and Brox took their loot and headed outside the Molten Core. Maim acted with them as an orc, keeping an eye on these two cunning old men.

The old lich and Khadgar were also preparing to leave.

But as a close comrade who is so close that he wears a pair of pants, the old lich still has some personal matters to talk to the pirate.

"Your sister, my disciple little Jaina, has been very silent since she returned from Kul Tiras. She has worked harder to learn my magic, and is more actively involved in the Tirisfal Council's pursuit of the power of the void than before. Hunted."

The old lich and the smelly pirate stood on the edge of the lava lake. He said to Black with a rare feeling of worry:

"This may not be a bad thing, but Gianna's change in mentality is a bit too extreme. Perhaps the threat to her family made her angry and motivated.

But that's not entirely a good thing.

As a mage, she must remain calm at all times. Because of her powerful talent, she should walk the path of power more steadily and cautiously. I hope you take the time to talk to your sister. "

Merry Winterwind whispered:

“I don’t want to see her become a mage who blindly pursues power and is dominated by hatred. That will make her stronger and may also make her lose herself.

Warriors fighting monsters must always be careful not to become monsters. When we walk on the edge of the abyss and look into the abyss, the abyss is also looking back at us. "

"I'll try my best."

Blake pursed his lips, nodded and said:

"But I will be very busy next and have to run back and forth all over the world. You should keep an eye on me. In addition, more mages should be stationed at the Watch Fortress in the Cursed Land."

"Um?"

The old lich's eyes suddenly became sharp, and he asked:

"Something happened to the world of Draenor?"

"Um."

The smelly pirate said softly:

"The Burning Legion will land in that world, and I got first-hand information. Maybe within a few months, that orc world will become the front line of the Legion.

The demons are evil, they are fearless, and they have unlimited resources at their disposal. The failure of Dalaran has stimulated them, and an unprecedented and terrible war may be brewing.

This time they did not choose fancy teleportation, but were determined to win through a steady land battle. That was the worst choice for us. "

"This is terrible news."

The old lich sighed and said:

"I will discuss this matter with Antonidas. Fortunately, the problem of Kul Tiras was resolved before the war. If the devil and the ancient god attack at the same time, our situation will be much more difficult."

"I actually have a little suggestion."

Blake suddenly said:

"If the devil invades, we will definitely need to unite all forces. If you have no important matters recently, you can go to the South China Sea for a visit.

Zandalar, or the Misty Continent.

As long as you can get assistance from any one of them, your chances of winning against the devil will greatly increase. There are still a few months to go, so you have plenty of time to prepare. "

"Want to remind the kings?"

The old lich asked, and Black shook his head and said:

"The Alliance has been divided because of Lothar's matter, and it is almost nonsense to want them to unite as united as during the Orc War.

But you can issue a warning, and it doesn’t hurt to try.

Anyway, after the demons landed, they couldn't help but unite.

I will find a way to contact the elves, but I can't guarantee the full help of the Luna Kingdom. You know, the elves hate me because my activity makes them look like a group of losers.

Only by catching me can they wash away their shame. "

"You should probably change your style."

Lich said:

"You have done more for this world than anyone else, yet you are hated by all kinds of people."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Black laughed, patted the old lich on the shoulder and said:

“I just love to see their shock after discovering the truth through their own efforts. A stinky pirate they thought was a madman turned out to be a hero.

Tsk tsk, this is enough to make all the warriors lose face, and it is enough to make the whole world know me again.

But they are right to be wary.

Look at what I do. I never consider mercy or casualties. I always like to detonate various crises in advance. No one wants to be awakened while sleeping. Their disgust is justified.

If we couldn't be friends in the first place, why should I lick their shoes?

Let them continue to hate me.

I enjoy this feeling of freedom. "

The pirate looked back at the boiling magma that had been reactivated by the Seal of Eternal Burning. He said to the Lich:

"It's time for you to go.

Tell Khadgar for me to prepare for the voyage in a month, and I will send someone to pick him up. He could choose to refuse if he didn't want to see the wild orc woman he had always wanted in his heart. "

"Are you going to Kalimdor?"

The old lich showed an interested expression and said:

"Let me guess, Sky Wall?"

"No, no, no, it's much more powerful than you think. Let's wait and see."

Blake smiled and said:

"After turning the Eastern Continent upside down, it's time for me to expand my business to the Moon Goddess. The elves want to catch me, don't they? I have a hot relationship with those purple-skinned chicks who live in the trees Dating.

I don't want to be late. "

"Take care of yourself."

Meili said seriously:

"If you can't fight, just run away. There's no shame in losing to the elves."

"I'm a pirate, and my escape skills are excellent. Don't worry."

Black whistled and watched the old lich and Khadgar leave, and gave the "old mage" a provocative gesture. Khadgar was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to hit him.

But considering that he might not be able to defeat her, and that only Black knew the news about Garona, Khadgar finally swallowed his breath.

This wave, this wave is for love!

"Okay, now that the annoying guys are gone, it's time to start my real adventure."

Blake rubbed his hands and walked to the boiling magma lake in Saffron Fortress. The five eternal burning seals in his hand had been activated by Exotus, and the power from the Fire Realm was poured into the boiling magma in front of him. middle.

This is a giant "forge" formed by the original power of flames, but the pirates do not need to forge the iron themselves.

The things that needed to be quenched in his hands have been forged by Muradin Bronzebeard, and now he only needs to send them into this flame furnace for a cycle.

It is said to be "quenching", but actually it has a different meaning from the terminology used by blacksmiths, or it should be called strengthening more appropriately.

Blake kept taking out various equipment that needed to be tempered from his luggage. These things had one thing in common, that is, they all had super magical power or even divine power.

But these powers are superficial and not really integrated with the equipment and weapons.

He needs to use the hottest magma pool that Azeroth can produce, which is rich in elemental divine power, to truly smelt the artifacts and divine power together to complete the final "quenching".

Only in this way can these divine objects in Blake's hands truly turn decay into magic.

"Let me do this first!"

Fenner pursed her lips, held the silver giant blade in her hands, and half-knelt in front of the magma pool. She looked at Blake and said:

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"Just throw it in."

The pirate took out the wine flask, opened it, poured wine into his mouth, and said:

"The craftsmanship of Muradin's dwarf is absolutely trustworthy. Since he said that all preliminary preparations have been made, it means that we laymen do not need to think of ways to tinker.

According to him, if they are thrown into the magma pool of the Fire Demon King, the divine power of the flames will automatically complete their final strengthening. Be careful, don't put your hands in it.

The temperature of this thing is too high, and the legendary flesh and blood cannot resist it at all.

I don't want you to become the elven version of Warchief Blackhand. "

"You can't say anything nice!"

Fenna complained unhappily, and quickly pushed the silver giant blade into the magma pool bit by bit, not forgetting to take off the guard of the handle.

This thing can't withstand the "cooking" of magma.

As soon as the silver giant blade entered the magma pool, it immediately erupted into dancing streams of light and splashing hot magma. The source steel, which was said to be unchangeable once it was formed, showed traces of melting under the casting of the heart of flame.

This made Fenner very worried.

But soon, a golden light bloomed on the giant blade.

The power of holy light from the purified Atama crystal is resisting the melting of magma. This confrontation allows its power to be squeezed and activated, integrating into the giant blade itself in a more active manner.

The holy light runes engraved on the sword were also lit up, even covering up the light of the magma itself.

"Look, it's reborn, like a sleeping baby finally being awakened."

Blake whistled, signaling Fenner to pick it up. If it were "cooked" for a while longer, the elemental steel blade would really deform.

"What a terrible weapon."

Manager Exotus stared at the burning blade and said in a fearful tone:

"The material world can also produce weapons that can resist the power of Savras. It seems that the Balrog Tyrant has underestimated this world. Such arrogance will lead to its inevitable failure!"

"Yes, maintain this idea and always tell yourself that your actions are for justice, which will make your future life much easier.

There is no need for me to hire a psychiatrist for you. "

Black gave a thumbs up to the fire demon lord who had a flexible moral bottom line, and kicked open the armor box he always carried with him.

And Little Star used magic to help Fenna retrieve the silver giant blade. They inserted it into the solid ground. As the magma flowed down from the sharp blade bit by bit, the silent giant blade seemed to come alive for a moment. come over.

It was blooming with the power of its own holy light, and the little star was fascinated by it.

Fenna reassembled the visor of the sword hilt, and took out the black dragon leather she collected and wrapped it around the sword hilt several times. She held the blade again, and a feeling of connection between mind and heart surged out from the blade.

It was as if a gentle voice was talking to her.

She finally felt the meaning of those words that the smelly brother said to her before. The sword was really trying to tell her its name.

It longs to be called by that name.

Unfortunately, Fenner was unwilling to give up her way as a warrior and turn to the Holy Light to achieve 100% integration with its power. This made it impossible for the Holy Blade to serve the stupid warrior wholeheartedly.

But that doesn't matter.

Fenner had always seen quickly, and she also understood the whisper of the blade.

“Although it’s a shame that we can’t be true sisters, we can be lifelong friends, and I already know that, and I already know your name.

The holy light burns out and everything turns to ashes.

Your name"

Fenna grabbed the shining giant blade with one hand and pointed it at the sky. Enveloped by golden light feathers, the elf warrior shouted the name of the sword loudly.

"Ashbringer!"

"Buzz"

The explosive holy light turned into a storm composed of golden runes, entwining Fenna's rapid dance. It was a stream of joy, which meant that it finally gained its first master. Well, friend!

Those lights are singing for Fenner.

Good guy, at least this is swastika.

"Wow"

This holy scene made Little Star and Seani scream loudly, and even the dragon could feel the epic feeling of this scene. Unfortunately, the emotionless and ruthless pirate didn't waste his time.

He had seen the same scene countless times.

He personally put the modified set of Moonlight Armor into the magma pool in front of him. In the changes that only he could see, the moonlight shrouding the armor continued to shine.

From handover to darkness, from darkness to brightness again, in the confrontation with the power of the Fire Demon, Elune's blessings are constantly applied to every part of this armor, allowing it to truly carry higher-level divine power. .

On Blake's character card, a line of words is beating:

Lady Elune applauds your cunning and wisdom, and the Firelord's failure pleased him, so he decided to reward you.

"Buzz"

A ray of moonlight suddenly appeared. It penetrated the barrier between the sky and the earth, and shrouded the bright light in the magma pool in front of the pirates in a place where it was completely impossible to appear.

In the waves of hot magma that were separated like lake water, the invisible force lifted the quenched Moon God Armor to the surface, making it appear in front of Blake's eyes.

The pirate blinked and dropped a scout onto the moonlit armor in front of him.

It was a light he had only seen once on the Tidestone.

Red light.

Represents the light beyond legendary creation.

The pirate half-knelt on the ground with a pop, like the most sincere believer of the Moon God, like the posture of the watchers when praying, he sang sincerely:

"Praise be to Elune, for all things are eclipsed by your generosity.

I am still a hopeless atheist, but if one day I am so cowardly that I need faith to survive, you will definitely be my first choice. "

"boom"

The moonlight suddenly changed its trajectory, like a heavy punch on the cheek of a smelly pirate.

Dare to say weird things in front of a god!

It’s time to fight!