Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 40 39. Gnome technology, shocking

   "Huna is the real Juggernaut!"

   Black, who was running forward in the darkness, glanced behind him. The poisoned Orc Juggernaut at the back was already fighting with Halduron Mingyi, who was grabbing two phoenix daggers and pounced like an eagle.

   That's an evenly matched opponent.

   Taking advantage of the chaos between the two, Black threw another scout on Halduron, something he had always wanted to do before, but had never been able to do.

The    feedback information unfolds in the next instant.

   "Bright Ranger" Halduron Brightwing

  Mortal Body. Strong Attack Halo. Guardian of Spirit Monkey. Hunting Thrill. Phoenix Inheritance.

   Level 60 Ranger

"Amazing!

   is worthy of being the future ranger general, but under normal circumstances, he should not be able to defeat that half-orc swordsman, but now I am the bait and let him take the lead.

   It seems that poisoned arrows were used, and the outcome is hard to say. "

  Blake thought to himself, and turned his head to speed up to leave at the same time, he didn't care about the outcome of the two, anyway, Mingyi dared to come, there must be a way to leave when fatal.

   He must focus on his task first.

   I ran all the way just now, and I don’t know how many pseudo-Juggernauts have been attracted.

   But it should be far beyond the plan, and the front is over the hillside, which is the explosion area that was said before, and I don’t know if Maris and Shaw have reached the designated position.

   As he ran, he called for the shadow suit and rushed towards the direction of the explosion area.

   But just after a few steps, he heard a muffled sound.

   "Boom"

  The dazzling flames exploded from the dark night ahead, like a fire dragon descending from the sky. After spreading the scorching flames all over the hillside, Blake stopped.

   Tossed the hook lock towards the big tree beside him, jumped up lightly, and probed towards the explosion.

   He could still vaguely see the Hunter's Mark that he threw out just now, just in the direction of the explosion zone, which proved that Shaw and Maris had completed the mission.

   They led the chasing Juggernaut in.

   And the dwarf who had been waiting behind the explosion also detonated the explosives as planned.

   "Boom"

   Another loud noise.

   And it was like a signal of a series of explosions. The muffled sound one after another completely ripped apart the tranquility of the night. The hillside in front of him was constantly lit up with flames, illuminating Blake's eyes.

   He clearly saw that in the burning sea of ​​fire, an orc pseudo-Juggernaut was blasted into the sky by a dense explosion, shattered in the air, and landed in three or four different areas.

"what a pity."

   The bad pirate has no mercy in his heart, he only sighs regret.

   Those are all white experiences.

   Even if he doesn't need it, he can throw it to the soul lamp to extinguish the anger from hell. Thinking of this, he glanced at the character card.

   Nothing else has changed, just a little change in the status bar:

  Status: Mortal body. Hell messenger. Farstrider- herd. Death curse (effective after 19 hours and 23 minutes)

   He didn't realize that he was focused on fighting before, but the "Farwalker-Lone Wolf" in his status bar had become "Farwalker-Beast Group", which made him glance back again.

   When he scouted Halduron Brightwing just now, he also seemed to have the status effect of Farstrider-Beast Herd.

   This state change proved Black's guess.

   When two or more Farstriders hunt together, the Farstriders' talents will change. The Lone Wolf strengthens agility and swiftness, while the effect of the herd is perception stacking.

   It's no wonder that when he was fleeing just now, he could slightly feel the Juggernaut running behind him, and Maris must also have this feeling of enhanced perception.

   When he would shoot arrows on the bumpy horse just now, it was quite accurate. Black saw him shoot three arrows, and even hit a Juggernaut in the state of high wind step.

   But unfortunately, Maris doesn't have a character card to remind him of this.

"Um?"

  Blake turned his gaze back to the low-pitched explosion zone in front of him, and then noticed that the halo of the hunter's mark he threw earlier was moving in his direction.

   This brightened his eyes.

   walked a few steps on the branch, drew his weapons with both hands, and prepared for a high-altitude assassination.

   "Despicable Union Dog!"

   Dashe, the apprentice of the Sword Saint of the Fireblade Clan, scolded with a sullen face while supporting a companion with a broken leg, and rushed out of the blast zone with difficulty.

  This orc's swords are gone, it can be called throwing away the armor and discarding the armor.

   Juggernaut's perception is indeed sharp.

   But the dwarf mines buried in the ground have no breath of life. These orcs who drank the blood of demons were stunned by the anger caused by the blasphemous battle flag.

   chased two assassins into the blast zone, and ended up in such a tragic end.

   That dwarf named Kelsey Steel Spark, whom Blake had never met, was also very powerful. In that blast zone, she buried at least a hundred dark mines.

   The power of such a dense explosion of explosives detonating at the same time can even hurt a legend.

   Not to mention these pseudo. Juggernaut.

   "Hold on, brother!"

  Dashe said to the Sword Saint beside him:

   "I'll take you back, that Haverson is right behind him, he. He's a nuisance, but he'll help us, what a shame! We need him."

   "Whoosh"

   There was an inaudible sound on the top of the orc's head, and the disgraced Dashe immediately touched his back, but there was no longer a sword he could wield.

   "Poof"

   The left-handed fist stabbed into the neck of the Juggernaut who had broken his leg, and his right-hand dagger also slashed into the back of Dashe's neck. I don't know if this broken-mouthed orc deserved bad luck.

   The "weak combo" of this magical weapon entry was also activated, and the dagger that cut into the flesh flashed faintly, like another invisible sword slashing the wound again.

   Let this non-lethal attack cut open the entire back of his neck, even exposing the bones.

   "Puff"

   The Fire Blade Sword Saint fell forward to his knees.

   He was still struggling, but was kicked from the back by Black, the assassin fell forward, and the dagger passed through his back, pinning him to the ground.

  Two scorching heat poured into his arm, and the pirate threw them on his rank without thinking, and the number jumped again, making Black grin.

   These fake Juggernauts are not as terrifying as the real Juggernaut just now, but each of them must be an elite template, and the "experience" gained by killing one is far more than ordinary orcs.

   According to this upgrade rate, if Black is lucky enough, after tonight, his pirate class is estimated to be close to level 25.

   He didn't forget to loot either, but there was nothing good about these two guys.

   Really disappointing.

   "There's more to come."

  Black picked up his weapon, fled into the shadows, and rushed towards the explosion zone behind him. Now he just hopes that he is lucky enough to pick up a few heads after the explosion.

   As for Hella

  Well, forget about that pesky bastard!

   After you get the experience, cut down a few violent orc slaughterers who have fallen into the urge to destroy, and send those garbage soul fragments to her.

   Anyway, Hela doesn't pick, right?

   Very well fed.

   On the other side, behind the blast zone, Shaw stood anxiously high up and looked down. Behind him, Maris was sitting on the ground with a pained expression on his face.

   And a pink-haired dwarf with flowing bangs and a single ponytail was dressing his wound.

   "God, you humans are so tall, every time I see you it's like seeing a tree."

   This is wearing black leather armor and wearing high-tech dwarf engineering glasses on his eyes. He is only about one meter tall. While busy, he said in his sharp voice:

   "I didn't want to come, but I owe Granny Shaw a favor. She helped us form the Gnomeregan Secret Force and our Earth Dragon Special Forces.

  The council of craftsmen heard that you have a big plan to kill the greenskins, so they chose the most courageous dwarf to help you.

   is me.

  Unfortunately, when I came to the hills last time, it was still very calm. I like fishing in Nanhai Town.

   Alas, that place is all green now.

   They are also tall, taller than you humans, and very fierce and annoying. There are also these bad orcs in Dun Morogh, and they are trying to catch us.

   But they couldn't even find the gate of our city of technology, and the dark mines we buried in the snow were enough for them to suffer heavy casualties. "

   she was chattering.

   didn't care whether Shaw and Maris around her were listening, she seemed to be simply enjoying the fun of speaking and using words to dispel her fears.

Yes.

   Although this little man used a sophisticated console just now, he activated all the bombs, killing more than 20 powerful orc juggernauts.

   But her body is still shaking now.

   was obviously frightened by the ferocity of the Sword Saints.

   Gnomes

That's it.

  This one has only four fingers on each hand, but the intelligent and other races of Azeroth are not like short people in the same dimension at all, and most of them have flexible brains.

   but weak.

   And all of them are not as courageous as rabbits. Occasionally, there will be a few potential adventurers, but they are surprisingly courageous.

   and their timid brethren are polar opposites.

   In short, this is a somewhat neurotic race.

   But they are really smart.

   A bundle of ten gnomes is probably no match for a human infantryman, but a bundle of a hundred humans is not as good as a gnome mechanic.

  These active, timid, and cute little guys think things that are out of tune with the whole world.

   Just a little bit to illustrate.

  Humans and dwarves still live in Stone City, but gnomes already have their own underground high-tech cities, assembly lines, automatic robots, planes, and tanks.

   Even hole punch chips

   They have it all.

   It is said that more than one hundred and seventy years ago, when the dwarfs first left the ground and stepped on the ground, their messengers drove a wooden plane and established friendship with their fellow dwarves in the Dun Morogh area.

   Maris, who was injured in the leg, was a little dizzy by the dwarf's words and pain. He raised his head and shouted to Shore:

   "Have you found him? Shore, is Blake back?"

   "Wait, I'm looking."

  Shore grabbed the monocular with the night vision spell attached to his hand without looking back, carefully looking for his comrades in the dark night below.

   They just saw the scene of Black being shot down by a tall swordsman, and they all had an ominous premonition in their hearts, but they just fought their lives together.

   Now that the task is overcompleted, they really don't want to get news of their comrades' sacrifice at this time.

   "I saw him!"

   A few minutes later, Shaw shouted in surprise, and he said without looking back:

   "It's down there, that lunatic! He survived! He's chasing down the orcs who didn't get killed! As expected of him, as expected of an orc killer!

   is really good! "

"Um?"

   The pink-haired dwarf who was treating Maris's wound suddenly froze for a moment, then turned back and shouted:

   "Hurry up and let him quit! A few dark thunders didn't detonate just now! He will step on it! Let him go!"

   "Boom"

   A sudden loud noise made the little dwarf jump up in fright.

   looked towards the side of the hill with his short legs, thinking that his mistake had killed the heroes of the alliance.

   But no.

   was the hapless Juggernaut who was chased by Blake. He stepped on the dwarf dark thunder that didn't detonate. The guy had his arms blown off, and the frightened Blake picked up the knife and wiped his neck with a quick movement.

  Blake, who was almost scared to death by the dark thunder that suddenly exploded a few meters in front of him, would stay in the same place in embarrassment and would not dare to walk around.

   Facts have proved that the dwarf technology is still as "shocking" as he remembered.

   He doesn't know if there are any dark mines around him that haven't detonated yet, and he's also very frightened that he just walked in so swaggeringly!

   It was a dwarf who set up the blast zone!

  How could I forget the "traditional arts" of these lively and nervous little guys?

   Mistake!

   (end of this chapter)