Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 902 232. Legend, here I come - additional updates for last month’s monthly ticket [1225]

"The first priority when entering the void is..."

"Exclude emotions, keep your mind close, go with questions, come back with answers, distinguish the truth from the false, and if you feel that you are moving forward too smoothly, immediately cut off the echo in the void.

No matter how much you try to stay, you must leave firmly. "

"Very well, the criterion for distinguishing whether the Void Whisper is true or false is."

"Only listen to answers related to the question, don't try to get more, and reject all temptations about power."

"This is difficult to do, but I have confidence in you. The third question, how to confirm that the answer you got from the void is correct?"

"It's very simple. Choose the most neutral and fair answer. The void is a mirror, which requires the reader to be absolutely calm. Whatever you say according to your intention or against your intention is the temptation of the dark side of the void.

This 'library' only welcomes seekers of absolute sobriety. "

"Not bad, it seems you have done a solid job in your review."

In the bottom cabin of the Nag'far, Black was sitting cross-legged by the pool of fishmen, asking questions and answers with Xal'atath.

This is the day of the first void knowledge test, and it is also the day when Black will leave Tol Barad for a long journey.

But before he leaves, he must complete this assessment first.

Xalatath had spoken harshly before, but she was not too tricky when asking questions. Her questions were all chosen from the knowledge of the void she described.

After all, Blake has just taken the first step into the void, so these problems cannot be too difficult.

Obviously, Xalatath's mentor sister was very concerned about the safety of training stinky pirates to acquire knowledge in the void. Questions were asked one after another, and Blake answered them fluently.

It fully demonstrated his super learning ability that was trained by Dean Lanyue.

"If I were really a mentor, I would also like students like you, but no matter how solid the basic knowledge is, you will still encounter various problems when facing the void."

Xal'atath whispered:

"So, the last one is for actual combat. Right in front of me, seek the answer to a question from the void. You have to be careful, I will not protect your spirit this time.

But as long as you waver, I will immediately pull you out of the void.

Now, tell me, what question are you going to choose? "

"Of course it's the question I want to know the most."

Black, wearing an eye patch, stood up, moved his body, and said:

"I'm going to do a test by the way."

After saying that, he snapped his fingers, and the little fishman guarding the cabin door immediately led several of his loyal subordinates and pushed a box into the bottom cabin.

That box contains a complete set of Luna Battle Armor.

Blake quickly put on all the armor in the dark, leaving only an owl helmet in his hand.

"You want to test whether this suit of armor can protect you in the void? Well, it's a good try, but I don't have high hopes for it."

Xal'atath whispered:

"It's not on a physical level, it might be hard to protect your mind."

"Don't be so pessimistic."

The pirate flicked his helmet and said:

"I have great confidence in Lady Elune's supreme power."

After speaking, he sat on the box in front of him. Under the curious gazes of several murloc pirates, Black pushed up his blindfold and began to use Xal'atath's divine power to connect to the void.

The process is not difficult.

Because everything has two sides, it is easy to understand from the perspective of light and dark. The way to enter the void is hidden in the reflection of the world.

He stretched out his hand to shape a surface of ice suspended in front of his eyes, as if standing between mirrors, reflecting his own image at this moment. After coming into contact with the resonance of the void divine power, the next moment, in Blake's perception, the world in the mirror suddenly turned over.

He seemed to be surrounded by endless dark stars.

His mind stepped into the void world, like a singularity in the material world, and began to spread out the pure void power. Several fish-man pirates immediately held their heads and screamed, and were chased out one by one by Benbolba who was holding a "dung fork".

These weak guys really embarrass the great Guala Guala pirate group!

Isn’t it just emptiness?

As for being afraid of this?

While the little fishman angrily scolded his incompetent subordinates in fishman language, he also stood guard at the entrance to the bottom cabin with a frightened face, watching his beloved pool covered with a dark substance.

That's not a shadow.

It is something deeper than shadow.

The pirate stood in the dead darkness. Without Xal'atath's defense against his soul, he felt like ink melting into the water when he was exposed to the will of the void.

He felt that his existence was actively integrating into the will of the void, and he seemed to be about to collapse.

This is a decrease in San value.

Once the will to maintain his spirit drops to a dangerous level, he will lose his mind. Every time he enters and exits the void, it is extremely dangerous. He must find the answers he needs before he is "swallowed" by the void.

But before that, he had to ask questions.

"I want to ask"

As soon as the pirate's will opened his mouth, there were echoes echoing in the hearts of this dead group of darkness.

I couldn't feel the protection of Xalatath before, but this time the young lady didn't follow, and Blake immediately felt the pressure the moment he opened his mouth.

Before he even asked the question, various answers appeared in his ears with various timbres.

Some tried to tell him that he could find treasures in the void just a few steps deeper, some tempted him to close his eyes and gave him eternal pleasure, and some warned him that someone on his ship was plotting a rebellion.

The most outrageous one told him the route into Ulduar and the secret of capturing the power of the gods.

LOL.

Do you still need to tell me this knowledge?

Do you want me to teach you how to play Zero Light Yogg-Saron?

It's not that I'm bragging, I'm familiar with it.

Blake shrugged off those answers.

He asked softly:

"Shadow, how is the transformation of the upper and lower powers of shadow and void carried out? Tell me!"

This issue is critical.

Blake's warlock profession uses shadows, and his assassin profession walks in shadows. These two powers are inferior to the void in the six major power systems. The stinky pirate has pushed the power of these two professions to walk to the extreme.

Theoretically, he can already gather legendary power.

But obviously, the greedy stinky pirate was not satisfied.

Since they are upper and lower powers, they can definitely be transformed into each other. Instead of creating two legendary powers of lower powers, it is better to do it in one step and use the power of void to transform the legendary powers of warlocks and assassins.

He wasn't sure if this was a huge benefit, but he was certain that it would do no harm.

After the pirate asked the question, ten times more voices than the previous answers echoed in his ears, as if there were thousands of people trying to answer his question at the same time.

And everyone was assuring him that their answer was the right one.

Believe you guys!

The bad old men on the dark side of the void are the worst.

Shut up, everyone!

Amidst the scolding of the pirates, he suddenly put on the helmet of the Moon Night Armor in the material world. At the moment when the eight pieces of the armor were complete, the moon-wing accessories belonging to the warden suddenly appeared behind the pirate's shoulders.

The noise his mind felt in the void was also reduced by 80% in an instant.

Although those noisy whispers are still unbearable, like a thousand rats hiding in the wall and whispering, which is disgusting, at least they will no longer interfere with Blake's attentive listening to the answer given by the Void Will.

That wasn't knowledge relayed in words, it was more like it was "thrown" directly into Blake's mind.

He seemed to understand a lot for a moment, but he seemed to understand nothing, but that didn't matter! The moment he got the answer, the pirate immediately cut off his connection with the will of the void.

If you stay in this damn place for a while longer, your San value will return to zero.

No wonder those ancient gods are so good at nagging. For anyone who grew up in such an environment, nagging and other things could not be more pure "hometown dialect".

"Breathe! Yes, take a deep breath, don't forget to breathe, this is very important for fragile flesh and blood creatures."

Xal'atath continued to guide him in his ears, as if comforting a baby.

The stinky pirates follow the good deeds.

After taking a few deep breaths, the weird black lines in his vision gradually dispersed.

Blake finally noticed that pure void would not induce disgusting illusions such as eyeballs and tentacles. Only the polluted void of the ancient gods would leave such marks.

Instructor Xalatas had already explained this knowledge point clearly in the first class.

The Will of the Void contains endless dark truths, which are irresistible temptations for those who seek knowledge, but most of the truths of the Void cannot be directly understood.

If you want to understand their mysteries, you must develop unique thinking organs, at least for weak mortals. For example, three-dimensional creatures cannot understand the four-dimensional or higher-dimensional world. You must grow several more brains to digest that knowledge.

The ancient gods' contamination of flesh and blood was based on this principle.

The eyeballs represent vision, the auditory hallucinations represent hearing, the tentacles represent touch, the proliferating mouth represents taste, and the dissipated nostrils are the extension of smell.

Mortals use the five senses to perceive the world, and the pollution of the void naturally starts with the five senses.

Blake's advantage is that he has Xal'atas as a mentor, who can lead him to skip the low-level levels of the five senses and directly perceive the purity of the void with his heart.

As long as they don't actively seize pollution, pirates will not cause any discomfort.

"You did well, my disciple, my little master."

Xal'atath expressed relief:

"For the first time, you have entered the void on your own, and faced the will of the void without being driven crazy. You have passed the test. I know you did not get the knowledge you need, but it doesn't matter.

I will teach you patiently in the future, you will always be my little baby."

"But I got it."

Blake took off his helmet and took a dwarf pipe in his mouth. He pointed at his brain and said:

"The Will of the Void gave me the answer. I just need to read it. The most difficult process is over. I have learned to communicate with the Void, Xal'atath.

Your course was great, but I don't think I'll need it in the future. "

".You're lying to me!"

Xal'atas said suspiciously:

“Even the psychic warriors among the Aldaqi people, who are a hundred times more powerful than humans, cannot get the accurate answer the first time they enter the void.

Their astropaths need to undergo ten years of training before they can escape the light of the Star Torch and walk alone in the void world.

Little master, failure is not a shame, especially when you are facing the will of the void.

No need to pretend to be strong, I won’t laugh at you for it. "

"But I really learned it, you see."

Blake raised his hand and summoned his shadow magic.

Under Xal'atath's stunned gaze, the stinking pirate used a clumsy but effective method to transform the lower shadows into the dim light of pure void bit by bit.

"this!"

Xal'atath let out a cry of surprise.

After a moment, she said in a tone that could not hide her jealousy and dissatisfaction:

"Even the void loves you so much, it's not fair! If you were born in the void world, you might also have the talent to become a dark god."

"It doesn't have to be like this, dear Xal'atath, I am you, you are me, we are one, and my strength means you are strong."

Blake laughed and said:

"Calm down, don't show such a lemony expression in front of me, I will regard it as black material for you. Now, I have passed your assessment.

It's time for us to set off. "

His figure disappeared from the bottom, and soon came to the steering wheel of the Nagfar. He gently tapped the steering wheel to signal the Nagfar to get ready, and ignored the autistic void that was complaining crazily in his heart. mother.

While the ghost ship slowly changed direction on the seabed, Sephiel, who had been resting for several days, appeared behind Blake with a whoosh, and said energetically:

"To report to you, Captain, all preparations for the Nagfar have been completed and we are ready to set sail at any time! The weak second mate and stupid bosun are temporarily on leave, and I will assist you in completing this trip.

Please give the order. "

"Well, you're not afraid anymore? Have you figured it out?"

Blake asked with his pipe in his mouth and his helmet in his arms. Sephiel showed a sweet smile, narrowed his eyes and said:

"It's useless to worry. Besides, don't I still have you? You promised to protect me."

"Yes, I promised."

The pirate threw his owl helmet to Sephiel.

Turning the steering wheel himself helped the Nagfar complete the fine-tuning of its direction. A large group of ghost sailors floated up from under the cabin and entered their respective jobs.

As they whimpered and sang sailor songs in eerie tones, the entire ghost ship slowly dived into the bottom of the sea and began to sail rapidly in the direction of the Broken Islands.

As the ghost ship advanced, Blake held onto the hilt of the Salameni sword at his waist. He looked ahead and said to the first mate behind him:

"As long as that bronze dragon dares to come, we will kill her! This is my timeline, when will she be allowed to act arrogantly?"

"Uh-huh."

Sephiel looked at her captain with a gentle look. She hugged Blake's battle helmet and whispered:

"I never doubted that."