Shadow Trails in Azeroth

There were no pleasantries, no pre-battle speeches.

The battle started very directly. Now that both sides want to kill each other, there is nothing to say.

The moment Blake threw out his taunt, using the mobile shrine of Alpha Wolf's Edge, Blake started his first wild recruitment.

The scene was extremely exaggerated.

Eagle Claw Peak is located at the junction of High Mountain and Val'sharah, so with Blake's location as the center of the circle, covering most of High Mountain and the smaller half of Val'sharah, the Call of the Wild instantly helped Blake summon an army of beasts far beyond his imagination.

The white eagles of the Sky Horn Tribe were the first to arrive. These raptors flew like a sky and covered the sun, and under the command of the pirates, they pounced on the charging Satyr army under the Eagle Claw Peak.

And the deer in Highmountain Forest.

These big-antlered deer, which had the same antlers as the Kaolin cattle, rushed out of the forest violently, catching the satyrs off guard. The shadow cheetahs who also rushed out of the forest took advantage of the chaos to attack, and even the crocodiles in the water took advantage of the battle that broke out at dawn to feast.

But if only the beasts of the High Mountains help in the battle, the satyrs under Xavius ​​will not be unable to deal with them.

After all, they are evil people and demons, so beating wild beasts is no problem.

But the beast army on Val'sharah's side is even more exaggerated.

It is a holy land for druids, and wild demigods roam there all year round. The descendants of those demigods also regard Val'sharah as their hometown.

So, Blake directly shouted out two demigods to help him fight.

Although he is a very respectable old friend, he is also outrageous.

Asar, the heart of the forest, took the lead in the charge. Its partner Atene was constantly summoning the stars to fall. They led a group of beasts blessed by nature and rushed directly from the dream gate into Eagle Claw Peak, blocking Asar on the mountainside. Special raid.

But that’s not necessarily the effect of the Buccaneers’ wild draft, either.

After all, the ancestor Satsavis has appeared. As the culprit of polluting the dream, some demigods hope that it will die here tonight.

The shocking effect of this wave of pirates is outstanding.

The Satyrs, who originally had a numerical advantage, were instantly at a disadvantage. They couldn't even rush up to the halfway point of Eagle Claw Peak.

Especially after the local Loa of Highmountain, the great-horned deer Alot, also rushed into the battlefield in a spiritual form, the satyrs immediately entered into a difficult and hard battle.

But this was only a peripheral battle, and the battle on Eagle Claw Peak was even more intense.

Blake is dueling with Xavius!

The Nine Warriors also tried to join the fight.

But it was difficult for them to rush in.

Because as soon as the battle started, an inexplicable guy appeared in front of them.

"boom"

Summoner Anhild's Shadow Spear was thrown away by the Thorn Blade Wheel, and was hit by the scorching Lunar Strike as the figure of the cold warden, wrapped in the light of the stars and the moon, spun around in front of him.

The pillar of moonfire light that erupted in the air was like a sharp sword, instantly repelling the Nine Martial Gods who were trying to encircle them.

Nine against one should have been a sure win.

However, after three rounds of fighting, the fierce Nine Martial Gods were beaten by Maiev alone and forced into the air, completely giving up the plan of strangulation in close combat.

If you meet your nemesis, you can’t fight at all!

The attack, attack and movement of the woman in front of her will trigger divine AOE damage. Every normal attack is a moonfire crit plus divine cleave, and she has the most advanced shadow dodge.

If someone stands and lets you hit them, you may not be able to hit them.

Who can stop this?

When facing such an enemy, the so-called numerical superiority becomes a joke.

"The ancestor Sater will die here today!"

Ms. Shadowsong held the knife wheel in her hand and looked up at the Nine Martial God Val'kyr above her head under the moonlight. She said coldly:

"The Kaldorei and Hades have never crossed paths. Your grudges with Black Shaw will be resolved by yourself, but I will not allow you to ruin Xavius's shameful ending."

The Nine Martial Gods were obviously provoked.

They felt that the woman in front of them was simply unreasonable!

She said that the grievances between the stinking pirates and Hades would be settled by themselves, but as long as they launched an attack on Black, they would be greeted by a sharp attack from the Watcher Warden.

It's clear that we want them to watch this battle.

No.

Watch this execution!

After seeing the Hunting Wing Orn'hara leaping out of the dreamland and joining Black's attack on Xavius, Val'kyr among the Nine Martial Gods felt that he could not continue like this.

A petite Val'kyr tried to help by throwing a spear, but was stopped by their leader Anhild.

The summoner looked at Maiev.

She spoke to Maiev in a whisper from her soul.

The warden was stunned for a moment.

Then, she nodded, no longer paying attention to the Nine Martial Gods in the sky, turned over and performed a flash and shadow attack, joining the siege of the ancestor Satre.

"Sister, are we just going to watch like this?"

Signe, one of the Nine Gods of War, glanced at Anhild, who was holding a war spear and flapping his wings and floating in the sky. She felt that something was not right and asked in a low voice:

"Aren't we sent by the Queen to assist Xavius ​​in the battle? That traitor is so arrogant and powerful, it really makes people feel uncomfortable."

"We are sent by the Queen."

Anhelder said in an indifferent tone:

"But we are not here to help Xavius ​​fight, we just want to collect an evil soul tonight, whether it is Black Shaw or the ancestor Satsavis.

As for the betrayers.

Let him be.

He has proven himself to be so magical that even demigods are driven by him, and even if we join in, we cannot harvest his soul tonight. Why participate in this doomed battle? "

"hiss"

The other Val'kyr gasped.

Another member of the Nine Martial Gods, the silent Bulinja whispered:

"When did the Queen have such cunning thoughts? Is this still the crazy Hela?"

"That's a good thing."

Summoner Anhild swayed his dark wings and whispered:

"Failure always makes people grow, and failure always makes people rational. The queen has recovered her former wisdom from the fire of madness and revenge. She is learning from her enemies.

This will make our situation better.

From this point of view, we should be grateful to the betrayers of Hades.

pity

He is destined to die.

No one lives forever under the seat of death. "

"Wow"

Just as Anhelder finished speaking with emotion, he saw Black being chased by the violent Xavius ​​who was like a hanged man below, turning over and striking.

The Alpha Wolf's Edge in his hand was suddenly replaced by a Holy Blade of Light.

The moment Ashbringer jumped into his hand, he sensed that the enemy in front of him was not only the demon that Holy Light hated most, but also had a terrifying corrosive aura. This was a creature that had fallen beyond redemption!

then

"Burn all evil, Ashbringer."

At the moment when the pirate passed by the angry Xavius ​​like a shadow, Blake seemed to recite the swastika incantation, and at the moment when the silver-gray blade brushed against Xavius's cursed body, the light was as hot as the sun. A masterpiece.

As Xavius ​​roared in pain like a pig being killed, the hot holy blade released all its power of light, turning into ashes and flying into the air.

Those light blades surrounded by substantial light runes rolled up like a storm of sharp blades, sucking the tall Xavius ​​into them, and the blood splattered.

Those slashed scars were instantly scorched, leaving horrific scars, which ignited the evil power in Xavius' body, causing them to bloom and fly like fly ashes.

The pirate who landed on the ground rolled lightly, causing cracks in the ground as his feet bounced off the ground.

When he first entered the realm of legend, he still couldn't adapt well to the soaring power and speed in his body. The improvement of his life form brought about earth-shaking changes in his combat power.

The simplest example describes that the pirate's already ridiculously exaggerated health bar doubled again. The skills that once required calling shadows and fighting with shadows have turned into real skills.

It's like a battle skill that has been honed over time.

There is no need for guidance or chanting. The moment he stands up and jumps, the pirate's inner demons take effect instantly, casting a layer of demonic phantom over him. He throws a psychic blast with his hand, directly entering the fallen state of mind of the ancestor Sartre.

The cold night of the Hand of the Void took effect, and the magic that Xavius ​​was brewing was forcibly silenced.

Although it is also a master of playing with the mind and was not interrupted by the mind blast, the failure of counterattack magic still allowed him to withstand an all-out shadow raid from Maiev Shadowsong.

The scorching and huge moonlight hit like a rail gun, smashing Xavius's twisted and grotesque fallen body half to the ground.

The stinky pirate who rushed from behind used a jumping stance to slash the scorching Ashbringer from his back.

One of them is a sap, the other is a killer, their coordination is almost perfect.

Sartre, the ancestor of the fighting state, developed depraved twisted limbs behind his back, which looked like spider legs or ossified flying wings. Maybe they were really useful.

Or maybe it's just to show off your own evil.

But it doesn't matter, he no longer has to feel out of place with the other satyrs because of his weird wings, and he doesn't have to feel ashamed because of it.

Blake thoughtfully helped him solve this problem.

In the explosion of the Ashbringer, Xavius's entire back seemed to be burned by fire, and the twisted bone wing was directly shattered, the moment it landed on the ground.

The pirate sneered, and his figure suddenly danced.

Emperor in Black·Killing Feast

The assassin's finishing skills enhanced by the legendary power have been horribly strengthened. As Blake's figure dances, each shadow illusion does not disappear after the attack, but continues to attack in place.

This allowed the pirates to create a "shadow army" of more than twenty people in one second.

Most importantly, these shadows are part of the herd, and they are enhanced by Black's legendary power.

Poor demigod Xavius ​​was turned into a sieve in an instant.

Of course, a demigod with nightmares as his power is not so easy to deal with. His physical disability is not important. Anyway, reality is just a projection of dreams in the material world.

It hurts though.

But he still has the strength to fight.

And his heart was already filled with anger and humiliation, not only because of the two bastards in front of him, but also because of the Nine Martial Gods suspended above his head, eating melons and watching a show.

Damn it!

He was tricked by Hela!

He was tricked by a known lunatic!

It's simply embarrassing.

"Nightmare, break out! The shadows from the dark world will engulf you! Shameful bastards!"

Xavius ​​roared, blasting out his nightmare power, forcing back the hunting wing Ounhara who blinded his eyes, and the demigod who fired the nightmare arrows howled back.

But neither Maiev nor Blake, the main attackers, retreated.

They allowed themselves to be swallowed up by Xavius's nightmare power. Maiev was the Moon Night War God, and the battlefield at this time was in the material world. With Elune's blessing, they were not afraid of the invasion of this nightmare power.

And Blake is awesome here.

He stood amidst the evil power erupted by the nightmare. Not only did he not lose blood, but he felt as if he had gained enhanced power.

With a groan of pleasure, he summoned two huge dark red void tentacles with a wave of his hand, whipping Xavius ​​to the left and right, beating the ancestor Satyr into confusion.

Hey hey hey!

what happened?

Aren't you righteous people supposed to protect your souls from being swallowed up by nightmares? Why are you still fighting more and more fiercely in my evil realm?

Hello!

Stinky pirate, you just used the most orthodox void magic, right?

Are the dozens of eyeballs floating around your shoulders and the void tentacles extending from your body serious?

Your living appearance has been polluted by emptiness.

Well, you thick-browed Black Shaw, you are an ally of the Void, you should have told me earlier! Looking at your posture strengthened by the will of the void, it is only a matter of time before you fall into madness and become the vanguard of the void.

If I had known this, would I have the right to mess with you?

"Oh, I knew it."

Blake looked at the dimmed Ashbringer in his hand. This weapon of justice would not be driven by evil. Without the reinforcement of the holy blade, the pirate was very sad.

But he didn't really care either.

He threw the Ashbringer into his bag, pulled out Salamani with his backhand, and jumped onto Xavius's huge shoulder in the second phase of the ghost-like attack. When he landed, he hit the ground with a whirlwind, and Xavius's face was twisted like an evil ghost. Leaving painful scratches on.

It split into double blades with a clicking sound, ignoring the laws of the shadows, and struck Xavius ​​with three bone-eviscerating kills in succession.

The first knife was covered with the coldness of the void, the second knife was full of natural divine power, and the third knife was the most outrageous. The slash was struck by the scorching heat of the moonlight, burning Xavius ​​and screaming.

The ancestor Sartre discovered something terrible.

All his attacks, no matter how powerful they are, are useless against the stinky pirate in front of him, as long as they are accompanied by the power of nightmare invasion.

His opponent was watched by the will of the void, and the lower power of the void, nightmare, could not harm him at all.

How to fight this?

What is going on with this legendary pirate?

How come he has such weird and exaggerated powers even though he has just joined the legend? Compared with Maiev, who is doing crazy output next to him, he is only a little bit weaker, right?

Is the power growth of human legends so crazy now?

Is it because you can’t keep up with the times?

"Ouch"

His mind was in chaos. Xavius, who was blinded by the combined punches of a man and a woman in front of him, was slapped in the face by the big horn that rushed out. When his hind legs were bitten by frost claws, he tried to summon a nightmare meteor to destroy him. Drop this nasty mountain.

But just as he started his summons, he saw Blake jumping down from his shoulder, and the figure of the stinky pirate paused strangely in the air, as if he had stepped on something that didn't exist.

The next moment, his double blades closed into a heavy sword, and he replaced it with a weird claw dagger in his left hand. A black blade of light was pulled out from the two sharp blades, like the piercing of a deadly blade, staggered and inserted into his throat.

Three times in a row!

ridiculous!

How could such a weak attack be possible?

"Hahaha"

The wild laughter of Archimonde the Defiler rang in Xavius's ears twice in a row. He was horrified to find that two fingers of death hit him, causing him to immediately become seriously injured and weak.

That dagger!

Something weird!

Xavius ​​roared and turned to escape into the nightmare, knowing that he would not win today.

Blake, who rolled to the ground, pushed away Maiev who was trying to pursue him. He reached out and took out Sakir's head from his waist, pointing it forward like he was holding a gun.

He said:

"Take it as you like. I have a lot of blood. Give that bastard a shot."

"Coming."

Old Man Sakir sneered and began to accumulate strength. The moment Xavius ​​opened the door to nightmares, the demigod-level magic energy blast that had previously killed Gaum erupted from behind.

The ancestor Sart only had time to turn around and stare at his bleeding eyes, and then the green light bloomed completely covering the world in front of him.

Ms. Maiwe, who was stopped, made a quick decision.

She half-knelt beside the pirate, clasping her hands to call for the power of magic. At the moment when the magic energy burst out, a beam of moonlight that almost illuminated the entire High Mountain crashed down.

The scorching light forced the Nine Martial Gods to dodge and leave the purified area.

In the silent explosion of divine power, Xavius ​​shouted his last words:

"You couple of bitches! I curse you! But I am immortal. I will come back from your nightmares and wait. I will feed on your fears.

Despicable and shameful bitches!

go to hell!

ah! "