Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 77 76. The Battle of Shadows

   "Go, kill!"

   For at least 800 years, Broken Beach has been a barren land. Of course, this mysterious sea is not without indigenous people, but where they are located, a little distance from Broken Beach.

   And, because they are "locals", they never come to this ghost place.

   But tonight, the peace of more than 800 years was completely disturbed. Gul'dan dared to take a group of diehards and stepped into the tomb of the dark gods whose seal was finally released.

   A group of young, brutal, and mad orcs rushed over from the coast, led by their two equally young chieftains.

   The orcs of the Stormreaver clan had just fought a naval battle two days ago, which would have injured everyone, and their defense line on the coast was crushed by the violent comrades.

  The comers don’t talk about martial arts at all.

   does not give these orcs a chance to beg for mercy at all, armed with various weapons, they will cut anyone they see!

   If the ogres from the Twilight Hammer clan hadn’t come up behind them, the Stormstruck clan would have been crushed head-on by this wave.

   The situation on the entire beach quickly became chaotic, and the outside world shouted and killed.

   But on the broken bridge leading to the tomb of the gods, in the very center of the temporary camp belonging to the Shadow Council, it was still silent.

There is no one here.

   At least superficially there is no one.

   Just now, a young chief of the Black-toothed Smile Clan rushed in with a group of orcs, and passed through the place unharmed. This time, a question mark appeared in the heart of Black who was wandering nearby.

  Could it be that the mysterious assassin that Garona said was not here at all?

   Did he follow Gul'dan into the tomb of the gods?

  Black wanted to try it out.

   But the vigilance in his heart told him not to do it.

   This time, it was against a formidable counterpart who was walking in the shadows. Once he was discovered, Black might have lost his life in that guy's first attack.

   "You can't do this!"

  Sefir in the Soul Stone said to Black waiting in the shadows:

   "You can't compete with him who has more patience, he has no time problem, but you have, Gul'dan has been in the tomb of the gods for nearly half an hour.

  Wait a little longer, Garona’s side is afraid of meeting”

"Be quiet."

  Blake interrupted Sefir's speech. He looked around the quiet surroundings. The war in the distance made the place seem even quieter. He said softly:

   "Garona will get what she wants, as long as she's patient. I'm not wasting time, I'm looking for opportunities."

   "You can't find it."

  Seifer retorted:

"This assassin in front of you has lived longer than you, has more experience than you, and killed many more people than you. He trained Garona, why do you think that such an assassin will expose his weaknesses in front of your eyes. ?

   You think you are hunting him.

   Maybe he had the same idea.

   You wanted to use that pair of Orcs from the Black-Toothed Smile Clan as bait, but you also saw that he didn't care about those outsiders at all, and your calculus fell through.

   He focuses only on his own goals.

   He knew that someone was going to grab the Master Orb, and that person was you.

   This is a showdown between your assassins.

   But you can't keep hiding in the shadows and be cowards, someone has to stand up first.

  Blake, you are being too cautious, which is often a plus, but not now! This is your shadow trial. Do you know the meaning of the word 'trial'?

   You won't find him in the shadows.

  You have to take the initiative to show up and lead him out.

  The weak overcome the strong, this is the meaning of trials. "

   Pirates did not answer.

   The palm of his hand holding the Thrashing Blade was already sweaty, and after a few seconds of hesitation, he said:

   "I didn't find him, and he didn't jump out to kill me now, which shows that the shadow loves him as much as that **** loves me.

   The tactic we talked about earlier, didn't you forget it? "

   "Are you referring to that **** tactic of going to see Hela if you lose?"

  Sefir said quietly:

   "Of course I didn't forget, and I don't want you to die here."

   "Wow, Sefir, this is the most heart-warming thing you said to me after being killed by you, you hate stupid young bronze dragon."

  Black grinned in the shadows.

   He took a deep breath, threw out the hook lock in the shadow, jumped into the camp, and landed without a sound. There was no one here, but the moment he fell, the pirates felt the gathering of shadow power.

   is right ahead!

   He raised his head and saw the magic box in the tent in front of him under the blanket, black, with the Shadow Council logo painted on it, and a keyhole on it.

   Requires a key to open.

   Judging from Garona's description and the concentration of other shadows, it is undoubtedly the Orb of Domination.

   "He's very confident."

  The pirate moved his wrists, and walked to the tent on tiptoe, maximizing his perception along the way, but the shadows around him were still calm, as if there was no one hiding in them.

   "I hate this trial! I hate to prove to a thing I already have that I'm entitled to hold it, but if that's the rule."

   Black stood up straight in the shadows.

   He reached out and clasped the very clan-style pendant hanging from his neck.

   It was the talisman of the Crusher, and the Warlock Magic. Hellfire was solidified on it. The flames of **** were activated in the next instant, and scorching crimson flames surged out of Black's body.

   The flames radiated outward like a shock wave, and the range was limited to nearly ten meters around Blake. The flames rolled and excited for a moment, igniting the two surrounding tents.

   And the moment the magic power gathered, the shadow battle suit around Blake was shattered, and he completely exposed himself to the night.

  The flames slammed into the ground, causing anxiety, but did not force the hidden assassins around from the shadows, which proved that the guy was indeed not in the camp!

   Then he is.

   "Whoosh"

   A shrill whistling like a spinning blade sounded three meters above Blake's head, the shadows gathered and dispersed, and in the black smoke, a guy with a strange leather cap appeared from the air.

   Head down and feet up.

  Like a prey raven, holding two dark daggers, the sharp-edged blades turned into shadows revolved in the broken shadows around him.

   With the degree of interlacing of the sharp blades, as long as he touches Black, he will be instantly cut into a pile of minced meat.

  Assassin combat skills. Death falls from the sky!

   Don't mind the name.

  Assassins walking on the road of shadows are low-key by nature, but who doesn't have a heart to show off?

   Besides, such a cool high-level combat skill really needs an equally domineering name.

   Garona knows this and is very skilled.

   Regrettably, Black has not learned.

   There was no contempt in the old orc assassin's heart. The shot was the ultimate move, which represented his prudence. He also had enough confidence. With this full-strength surprise attack, the human in front of him would definitely not be able to escape.

   Indeed, under normal circumstances, at this distance and at this speed, Blake has less than one second to react.

   However, he also has his own "stunts".

   "Ow"

   Strange roars rose from the human pirates.

  The old orc had a bad premonition, but it was too late to jump into the shadows again.

   All he could see was a miniature dragon phantom rushing out of Blake's chest and swiping against him.

   A gloomy cold instantly shattered the shadows surrounding the old assassin, like a layer of hoarfrost on his soul, making him fall into an ice cave at this moment.

   The body that should have fallen dexterously also became stiff.

   To make matters worse, the lamb to be slaughtered below also tore off its disguise at this moment, exerting force on its toes, and the whole person disappeared in place, stepping on the shadow and appearing behind him who had not yet landed.

   The poisoned blade fist and the thrashing blade alternated with a black line. In the slight modification of the movement, they slashed the old orc's neck with a sinister attack technique.

   "clang"

The    sparks intertwined, and Blake felt that the weapon was slashing on the neck brace-like thing, and the movement encountered obstacles, making the cutting into a slashing, and also making the old orc fall faster.

   In the next instant, the figure of the two entangled with each other fell to the ground.

  The dagger and the blade fist staggered back and forth, bringing up sparks, and the short sword stabbed the old orc's eyes along the feeling, and the latter raised his elbow to block the attack.

   In less than two seconds, the two attacked back and forth more than seven times.

   No, seven times for Blake.

   For the old orc, there should be at least ten times!

  Black could confirm that he blocked at least three attacks, but at the point where the dagger touched the armor, he felt two extremely fast combos.

   There is something wrong with the old orc's two daggers! Definitely a high-level magic weapon with a combo entry!

   "Poof"

   Blood swept up under Black's black leather armor, a hole was pierced in the tough Mason Brotherhood armor, and the old orc's dagger left a wound in his waist.

   The moment the blood spurted out, Black's waist completely lost feeling.

   Numbness.

   Poison is applied to the weapon

   But it should not be a deadly poison. It is not the same as the poison that Black painted on his weapon. In front of him, there are also scratches on the neck of the old orc.

   The first assassination attack was blocked by the neck guard, but the skin was still cut open, and the blood ring toxin was destroying the old orc's body, which could be seen from the blue veins that burst out on his neck.

   In the flames of the camp, two assassins held weapons and looked at each other.

  The old orc with the odd leather hat took a step back, and his figure quietly disappeared into the shadows.

  Blake inserted the thrashing blade back into his waist, pulled out the sparrow spear from his arms, put his finger on the trigger, stood beside him, and protected the blade fist in the other hand in front of him.

   The shadows around him have not subsided, and he is still unable to escape and sneak. The old orc sensed this, so he planned to jump into the shadows and perform another assassination.

   Black did not find him.

   So he is sure that this time he emerges from the shadows, and he can take away Blake's life!

   "call"

  The pirate moved cautiously in the fire, and looked around vigilantly. He didn't seem to find the old assassin who had reentered the shadows.

   But the sniper skills are accumulating.

  One second, two seconds, until five seconds later, the moment when the charge is completed.

  Blake, who had been showing that he couldn't even notice where the old orc was, blinked, rotated his wrist, and pointed his gun forward, aiming at the dazzling hunter's mark not far away.

   Without hesitation, pull the trigger.

   After charging for 5 seconds, the sniper combat skill proficiency is regarded as +1.

With the    Hunter's Mark on it, the proficiency in long-range combat skills is regarded as +1.

   The current level of sniping skills is proficient. After the proficiency level is +2, the power of this sniping will break through the master level and reach the master level.

  The most terrible thing is that the distance between the two is no more than five meters, which is almost a face-to-face**!

   “bazinga!!”

   Amid Blake's weird cheers, the projectile flew out of the barrel of the gun and slammed into the stunned old orc who had just drank the antidote.

  Blood light burst from his left arm.

   played a penetrating blast effect.

When    shattered his left hand, it also shattered his protective shadow.

   "You are just an assassin, and I am not only an assassin, but a ranger. After you show up once, in my eyes, you are invisible."

  The pirate retracted the short gun that was still emitting gunpowder smoke, inserted a special bullet, raised his hand and shot it into the sky, a bright and dazzling flare lit up above his head, completely dispelling the surrounding shadows.

  Blake threw the short spear back into his suitcase, swung his hand and grabbed the Thrashing Blade, and put on a master-level military swordsmanship. In the light around him, he said to the old orc assassin who was staggering back:

   "Sorry, it wasn't a fair fight, I did bully you a bit. But I think the power of the shadows shouldn't just let us hide in it and be cowards who seize the moment.

  After breaking out of the shadows, the battle of the assassins has just begun, and without the shelter of the shadows, it does not mean that we are weaker, and when it is time to work hard, we will not be weaker than the warriors who are eager to win!

Come!

   With your life, or my blood! Help me complete this trial. "

   (end of this chapter)