Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 288 107. Be optimistic, I will teach you the first rule when encountering danger——【235】

(Add more [2/5] for the brothers of "Snag and Breathe Nest")

"Go, go, they are catching up."

On the road from the Deadwind Pass to the Twilight Forest, the human mage Khadgar supported Garona, who was limping while walking, and was running hard in the night.

The legendary assassin's abdomen was injured. From his arms to his shoulders, to his lower back, there were burns of some kind of dark spiritual power remaining. It looked miserable, but it was only a skin trauma.

What's really serious is that her spirit is very depressed, as if she has been crushed head-on by something terrible.

Garona couldn't even control her body movements, and her hands shook like Parkinson's. This kind of situation, in an assassin who relies on precision for food, already shows the seriousness of the problem.

The mage's situation is better.

But only slightly better.

There was no injury on his body, but judging by the magic power that would erupt every few seconds around his body, he knew that he was also hit by the same weird force.

To make matters worse, there are people chasing them behind.

Looking into the distance from the bright moonlight tonight, on the surrounding mountain road below, there are six black knights riding dark horses, chasing and speeding in the dark night.

And ghostly hounds growl as trail heralds.

They're not a big deal.

Just the black knight.

Before Garona and Khadgar cooperated, they had already easily killed two of them. Now there will be six more. With this embarrassed posture, Khadgar will be able to take Garona to leave with all his might.

The greatest threat lies in the sky.

The mage looked up, and saw a huge black figure taking off from the terrace of Karazhan.

It was a dragon, but not quite a dragon.

It has a body nearly sixty meters long, which means that it is a powerful adult dragon, but there is no trace of flesh and blood on its body, replaced by red and black bones exuding scorching smoke.

The bones showed signs of severe magical incineration, but the bone dragon remained intact.

The curse magic that killed it back then bound the dragon's soul to its remnant body, making it restless, but also lost the nobility of being a giant dragon, and turned into a brainless killing machine.

Unfortunately, it is very strong.

He was very strong before he was alive, and dared to fight head-on with Medivh, the astral mage.

But this unlucky blue dragon named Akanagos was out of luck. The day it came to make trouble happened to be the time when Sargeras' consciousness dominated Medivh.

After a short and horrific battle, it became the most powerful monster in Karazhan, the Dark Mage.

It has a new name.

Very domineering, very wild name.

Now, it's called Nightmare.

Forged by night, a living nightmare.

At this moment, the manic scorched bone dragon flapped its bone wings and lifted into the air. With a deep and strange howl full of hatred and madness, it merged into the sky under the night.

Under the moonlight, Khadgar could clearly see a black knight in a cloak sitting on the bone dragon's neck.

That was Aridin, leader of the black knights.

"Bo Laike is such a nuisance!"

Garona shook her body and complained with pale lips:

"Since he emptied the entire Karazhan, why did he insist on leaving this difficult bone dragon behind? Why did these cursed black knights join forces with this bone dragon?"

"Uh, it's probably because you emptied the treasury they had accumulated with great difficulty."

Khadgar, who has the appearance of an elderly man but is actually very young, sighed. He thought about the situation before him, and in the next moment he reached out and hugged Garona's trembling waist.

Say:

"I asked you to take less just now, but now you have completely pissed them off."

"Bu Laike can take it, but I can't?"

Garona is still a little stubborn.

But her current situation is really too bad, and she doesn't care about arguing with the mage. She knows what Khadgar is going to do, so she puts her arms around Khadgar's arm and says:

"Send us far away."

"You think beautifully."

Khadgar struggled to manipulate the out-of-control magical power in his body, and whispered:

"In order to help you purify those two damn daggers, the magic power in my body is still boiling, and I can't use long-distance teleportation, unless you are willing to experience the feeling of being thrown into the vortex of the endless sea.

Only short-distance teleportation, I sent us to the Swamp of Sorrows, where there are alliance troops, and Dalaran mages, these black knights will not take risks. "

"No, go to the Twilight Forest!"

The half-orc assassin gritted his teeth, and the ninja said painfully:

"Trust me, go there, there is a way out."

"."

Khadgar glanced back at Nightmare, who was flying rapidly in the air. He slightly modified the mana model of teleportation, and asked again:

"It's about your friend Bo Laike again? I'm kind of jealous of him that you trust him so much."

In this low-pitched complaint, the blue light flashed away.

In the next instant, a double dragon's breath mixed with scorching and cold air spewed down from the sky, destroying everything within a radius of 30 meters where the two of them were.

"hum"

At the same moment, the mage and the assassin fell from a height of three meters in a state of embarrassment, and smashed into the fruit trees in the rotten orchard in the middle of the Twilight Forest in disgrace.

I don't know if it was the malice of fate that caused Khadgar's whole body to fall on a pile of rotten oranges, even though the impact of the fall was effectively slowed down.

But the sour and rotten smell that rushed into the nostrils was almost not sent away by the clean mage on the spot.

And Garona was luckier.

When she fell, she happened to be hanging on a branch full of oranges. After buffering up and down a few times in the air, she spread her arms and lay down on the ground full of weeds.

It was dark all around, and I couldn't see my fingers.

Twilight Forest, this ghostly place is like this, the boundary between day and night has been completely blurred here, the light or something does not belong here.

"It's not safe here, I hate this place."

Khadgar quickly stood up from the pile of rotten fruits, and cast a magic spell on himself with a look of disgust, so that the bad smell on his body would dissipate.

He looked around and said to Garona who was lying on the ground gasping for breath:

"It's not far enough from here. It may take a long time for the black knight on horseback to come over, but at the speed of Nightmare's flight, the time left for us is only twenty minutes at most.

You say there is a way out here?

where? "

"Trash heap go to the garbage heap."

Garona sat up cross-legged with difficulty, leaning against the tree behind her, shaking her hands, took out an old Ghani statue carved from rotten wood from the magic bag, and threw it to Khadgar.

Say:

"Remember the story I told you the other day, when we were drinking? I repeat, I wasn't joking. Use this, and look for garbage dumps in Duskwood.

Look for those steeple-shaped ones that don't emit a bad smell. They look like garbage dumps that were actively built by people.

Old Garney will help us.

Boo Laike told me that Garney Sr. is absolutely trustworthy when it comes to hiding his head and showing his tail. "

"The god who picks up trash and eats it?"

Khadgar was a little dazed. As an orthodox mage, the education he had received since he was a child told him that it would be foolish to entrust his life and wealth to such a bizarre thing.

As Medivh's apprentice, he certainly knew the trolls and their loa gods, and he knew that the loa Shendu were mysterious beasts.

But turning to a trash god?

Arcane is on top.

Every time Khadgar thought about it, the world seemed crazy.

"Trust me, go find it! Khadgar."

Garona urged:

"Old Ghani is a very talkative loa. He is willing to help all humble people who need help. Believe me, he will help."

"alright."

The mage sighed, holding the statue in his hand, and quickly left the orchard, which was full of fruit trees but seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, intending to look around for the garbage heap that Garona mentioned.

But within a few steps, he saw a small garbage dump standing under the hillside.

The appearance is exactly as described by Garona.

It is composed of all kinds of garbage, like a small minaret, without any peculiar smell, and in front of the garbage dump, there is a shrine made of rotten wood.

"I found it."

The mage turned around and shouted, and Garona, who was bandaging herself, also froze for a moment.

Although I always knew that Khadgar looked unreliable, but he was actually a very reliable partner, but this efficiency is a bit too powerful, right?

She randomly took out a golden staff lingering with powerful magic power from her magic bag, used it as a crutch, and leaned on her body to come to the mage.

After seeing the garbage pile in front of him, the assassin let out a sigh of relief.

survived.

With the support of Khadgar, she put the statue of Old Ghani on the altar, and recited the long list of god names of Old Ghani. Soon, the familiar fog lingered, and the strange and beating voice, It sounded right in front of the two of them.

"Yo, rich woman who walks in the shadows, why did you summon old Garney? Did you bring old Garney a new sparkle?"

"yes."

Garona took out a large package of damaged books from Karazhan's library from her luggage, and placed them on Old Garni's garbage dump.

Under Khadgar's twitching gaze, the old Ghani who came to collect the 'tribute' suddenly turned into a brightly colored slender jaw dragon and appeared on the garbage dump.

Those big bright eyes gave Garona a friendly look, and then looked at Khadgar with great vigilance.

It said in a strange tone:

"It's really strange. I just sent away a big fool who was pretentious a few days ago, and I saw another one today. Look at this bad thing that has been cursed and destroyed. It must be slandering old Garni in its heart.

Maybe they are talking bad about me, saying that I like to eat garbage

how?

By the look of you, don't you believe in old Garney's power? "

"It's not that I don't believe it, I just."

Khadgar tried to explain patiently in the way of a mage, but was glared at by Garona.

asshole.

Is it time to make friends now that your life is dying?

"Uh, I'm just seeing the form of the Loa God for the first time, and I'm a little curious."

The mage touched his nose and said something embarrassingly.

"Humph"

The slender jawed dragon with bright red scales ignored him. It didn't like these proud warriors and heroes at all, so it lowered its head and used its flexible claws to browse through its tribute.

"Well, the books with mysterious magical powers are still damaged, and they are indeed novelty garbage. The treasures that old Gani has rarely seen before are shiny, and can be given to those talented but humble children.

Well, I am very satisfied with this tribute. "

Gani flicked his tail, raised his head, tilted his flexible head, looked Garona up and down, and said:

"Hey, where are your two dangerous weapons?"

"Lost it in Karazhan."

The legendary assassin sighed, supported the wound on his abdomen and said:

"When Gul'dan handed them to me, I felt that something was wrong with the dagger. Braike reminded me of the threat, so I thought about using the knowledge in Karazhan to purify it .

As a result, my companion and I underestimated the difficulty of the matter.

I also underestimated the origin of those two weapons.

Just now, we almost summoned the demon king Kil'jaeden the Benefactor into this world."

"That's a very powerful cursed weapon, aren't you going to take them back?"

Old Ghani opened his mouth, showing a rather embarrassing smile, and asked:

"Do you need me to help you steal those two weapons from the dangerous Tower of Darkness? Such a dangerous thing, this tribute is not enough."

"No, I'm not going to get them back."

Garona raised her head and said seriously:

"I already know who the dark aura on the Kingslayer's Double Blades comes from, and I don't want to have any connection with them. They are just two weapons that are used as the seeds of conspiracy. Whoever wants them will go.

I'm going to offer a tribute, but I just want you to help me and my companions get rid of the pursuers. "

"Ah, that's easy."

Old Garni used his nimble paws to rummage through the garbage pile behind him. Amidst the garbage flying around, he took out two old but not dirty cloaks with his mouth, and put them on Garona and Khadgar. forward.

it says:

"This is the 'invisibility cloak' with old Gani's divine power. After wearing it, it can block all the tracking power on your body, but it can only last for one day.

So, run now. "

"Also, rich woman with cute little fangs, I appreciate your decisiveness, those two dangerous sharp knives are thrown away as soon as they are thrown away, which is a good thing.

Without them, you're still a 'Kingslayer'.

But the next person to pick them up may not necessarily be. "

(end of this chapter)