Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The floating city of the Creation Academy is quietly suspended in the night sky outside the mountains of the Soul Selection Academy. The psychics of this floating city have activated magic concealment, allowing the huge floating city to completely transform from ordinary life. Disappearing from the horizon, and time passed by minute by second, the Queen of Creation, the Marquis of Soul Chosen and Lord Evil God kept chatting awkwardly.

The three of them were completely typical of looking for something to talk about. Even an ancient evil god like Black, who was extremely verbal, could not stir up enough conversation among a group of undead.

Of course he can perform stand-up comedy without any scruples, but that doesn't mean the undead will support him.

Fortunately, the waiting did not last until it became unbearable. When Fenner brought up the topic of today's noon lunch that tasted terrible for the seventh time, the guys everyone had been waiting for finally appeared belatedly.

Two dark winged beasts quietly crossed the night sky of Maldraxxus and landed smoothly on the platform of the floating city of the Creation Secret Academy. As Laohou stood up to greet him, he played with the evil god who had the seal of black clothes. Finally I saw the figure of the guy walking out of the dark night.

The first thing that caught Blake's eyes was his flowing long hair.

alright.

No need to guess this guy’s identity. There is only one orc with such long flowing hair in the history of Draenor.

"Kagas, you old dog!"

Blake took off his pipe, grinned and said:

"When you died in the Demon Palace of Argus, I thought that you, a perverted thug who loved to torture, had finally let go of our poor world, but I didn't expect that you would still linger in another world. Continue to pursue the ultimate in pain.

How do you say that old saying?

Good people don’t live long, so what about disasters? "

"You, an evil god, have the nerve to accuse me of being a disaster?"

Wearing a Maldraxxus-style bone assassin armor, he used gray-white leather armor dotted with bone blades to protect his neck and lower half of his face, just like Kargath Bladefist wearing an assassin mask. He didn't care at all about Blake's sarcasm.

The new baron of the sharp-eyed secret court just sneered with a gloomy tone and waved the abnormal white bone blade fist in his hand, and grabbed the bone flying ax behind his waist with his other hand.

He always seems to have a fight with the evil god if he disagrees with him.

But everyone here knows that this guy is just pretending, and even with his courage, he wouldn't dare to make trouble in front of Black Shaw.

Even if we don't discuss the life level of the evil god, just talking about the special skill of assassination, Kargas doesn't think that he will be able to match the Silent One who has emerged from the fights again and again, even after receiving the blessing of death.

The other party is recognized as the number one assassin in the evil world of Azeroth. He has assassinated titans like Aggramar, and also fought against the dark titan Sargeras and survived.

This gold content can be said to be quite high, and most importantly, a sadist like Kargas was also forced to catch a greased pig in the pirate arena opened by Blake.

Challenging the strong and being unyielding are the virtues of the orcs.

But it is foolish for any race or civilization to go and embarrass someone knowing that they cannot defeat them.

"Who is this human being? Kargas, and Grom, why don't you introduce them to me?"

The mysterious man in black robe who walked into the command hall of the Creation Floating City behind Kargas said hoarsely. Looking at the sharp eye mark on her black robe, one knew that this must also be a big shot in the sharp eye academy.

Although as an assassin, displaying her emblem in such a high-profile manner might expose her whereabouts, being able to follow Kargath Blade Fist here actually proved her attitude and choice to a certain extent.

Laohou nodded to Kargas.

Baron Bladefist whispered briefly about Black's deeds to his companions. The mysterious figure nodded repeatedly, seeming to be very surprised that such a legendary figure had arrived in Maldraxxus.

"The stone-born next to him comes from Revendreth, and the elf next to the fish-man is a creation of Ardenweald. It seems that the War Country is his third stop in the Shadow Realm?"

The man in black robe looked at Blake and his servants, then lifted his hood and said:

"The arrival of an alien evil god in the domain of the military leader really makes those of us loyalists feel very prosperous."

Under Blake's gaze, a female orc's face was revealed under the black hood, with long black hair covering both sides of her face, and a pair of eyes bursting with the green soul fire unique to the undead of Maldraxxus, and in What beats in the soul fire is a sharp inspection like a knife. There are two soul-killing axes stuck on the female orc's waist, which are weapons that are very popular among orc assassins.

It combines the sensitivity of a short weapon with the overbearing destructive power of a chopping weapon. It can be thrown as a throwing ax when necessary, and it has very satisfying lethality within a hundred meters.

"This face of yours is very familiar to me."

Blake whispered to the sharp-eyed baroness:

"Drakka, your husband is the greatest chieftain of the Frostwolf clan and the brother of Orgrim Doomhammer. You are also famous in the legends of the orcs."

"I love my Durotan deeply, and I miss him every night even after he dies, but I don't think I need to rely on his name to be remembered by my people!

Be careful! Your Majesty the Evil God. "

Ms. Draka bared her teeth at Blake and said rudely:

"I was the best hunter, wolf cavalry, and assassin of the Frostwolf clan during my lifetime. I am even more deadly after death. I have enough ability to decide how to write the story after my death."

"Ah, it's my fault. I shouldn't have humiliated a great soul who could rely on his own skills to obtain the title of Baroness in the House of Sharp Eyes in Maldraxxus. You have proved yourself with a series of powerful actions. Ability."

Blake nodded, rubbed his chin again, changed the topic and said:

"You don't want to talk about your husband, so let's talk about your son, Salguir. He is serving under Chief Red in Blackstone Mountain, commanding the Frostwolf orcs to fight the demons to the point of life and death. young hero.

I guess Laohou used Thrall's fate to convince you to join our plan, right?

After all, as far as I know, a loyal assassin like you is completely different from a bastard like Kargath Bladefist who is used to jumping around and doesn't make things uncomfortable.

You are wholeheartedly loyal to the rules of war set by the House of Sharp Eyes and the Lord of War.

Of course, you may not know that I was instrumental in your son escaping from General Blackmore's castle and returning to his people.

I mean, if you continue to disrespect me and try to punch me, Thrall's future will be very difficult. You don't expect anything from the integrity of an evil god, do you? "

The evil god grinned.

Holding the Seal of Black Clothes, he quietly communicated to Chief Red, who was having fun in Blackstone Mountain. He issued an order to the fat orc chief. Chief Red, the God of Silence's choice with super strong execution ability, immediately put on his clothes and ran out of the bedroom. Off to find Thrall.

Faced with Black's words, Ms. Draka was silent for a moment, then leaned towards Black and said:

"I am deeply grateful for everything you have done for my son, Lord Evil God. When my husband and I were assassinated in Hillsbrad Foothills, I fought tooth and nail to leave my infant child alone. into the river.

The last scene I saw when I was dying was Go'el's cradle disappearing into the rushing river. I thought that was the last farewell to him and me.

Coming to Maldraxxus was not my own choice. If I could, I would rather enjoy eternal peace with my husband, but as a Frostwolf warrior, I never compromise to the challenge of survival.

I regard the Academy of Sharp Eyes that accepted me as my new home, and the dogma left by the Lord Lord, the ruler of this land, as my goal. I have lived a very fulfilling life in the past many years, but Grom and The arrival of Kargas disturbed my life.”

Ms. Draka paused.

She sighed and said:

“When I saw Grom killing everyone with Gorehowl in the audience at the Theater of Death, I knew that the days of chaos, conflict but peace in this land were over.

Later, Kargath also appeared in Maldraxxus and infiltrated the House of the Sharp Eye. I learned about Grom's plan from him.

My fellow orcs wish to end the strife and chaos in Maldraxxus and create a united force to deal with the growing demonic legions in the material world.

I thought that was definitely not a plan that Grom and Kargath, two guys with shit in their heads, could come up with. As it turns out, I was right.

After seeing you, I realized that you were the remote operator of this plan.

Not until you reach Maldraxxus, no! Before you enter the Shadowlands, you have consciously planted your own power in this world of death.

Your grasp of the battle situation is astonishing and frightening, and perhaps you can actually see into destiny.

I mean, my shitty pretense really means nothing in front of you. "

Draka took a step back.

Under the gazes of Laohou, Kargas and Fenner beside him, and under the direct gaze of Blake with a smile and even encouragement, the senior orc death assassin touched the ax behind his waist and gritted his teeth and said :

"I won't pretend anymore.

I was ordered by Lord Akalek, the Marquis of the House of Sharp Eyes, to infiltrate your alliance and find out about your composition, your purpose, and your plans.

Grom, Lord Akalek had already noticed you when you entered the Soul Selection Chamber alone.

Kargas, do you really think that your smooth entry into the House of Sharp Eyes and your attempt to seize the title of baron through plotting assassinations was just because of your superb assassination skills?

And you, Fenna Golden Sword!

Your appearance was a real surprise. Even Lord Akalek, who controls the entire Maldraxxus underground intelligence exchange, did not expect that your destructive power would be so powerful.

With Grom's secret support, it took you less than three days to take control of the Academy of Creation.

Lord Akalek believed that your alliance was a terrible danger to the order of Maldraxxus, but before he could decide to act, your alliance grew at an alarming rate to frightening proportions. "

The female orc drew her weapon.

She glanced back at the night behind her, which was so quiet that it made people shiver. In the night, she vaguely saw three war fortresses slightly smaller than the floating city below her feet emerging in the sky higher up.

The sign belonging to the Sharp Eyes Academy is clearly visible on it.

She took a deep breath and said to everyone in front of her:

"I'm sorry, everyone, I deceived you. Tonight's secret meeting will be the moment when Lord Akalek will carry out the final eradication of you. It's not that I don't appreciate the substantial efforts you have made to achieve your goals, but it is a pity that the Lord of War has no respect for you. Maldraxxus' future has its own plans!

This land of strife should always maintain hunger, thirst and war. Only strife can breed everlasting power, and that near-eternal power is the foundation of Maldraxxus' existence.

This is the true mission of the Sharp Eye Academy.

We hide, we observe, we intervene! Whenever there is a force that is enough to break the balance of disputes, the Sharp Eyes Academy will immediately extinguish the flame of unity.

We have carried out many such operations after the disappearance of the soldier master, and the facts have proved that our efforts are necessary.

Maldraxxus did not decline just because its leader disappeared.

Conflict keeps us strong. "

"Are you crazy?"

Fenna was the first to draw the Titan Killer and scolded Draka for betraying him in front of him:

"I can't understand your nonsense at all. What's the future of a divided country? My brother and I both want to see Maldraxxus united. If you dare to stop it, you will die!

If your secret court dares to block it, it will turn into dust tonight! "

"It's really the thinking of soldiers. It's so stupid that it makes people despair."

Draka sighed and said:

"This is not about division for the sake of division, this is about protection, both for us and for the entire Shadowlands."

"Haha, finally someone started talking nonsense because they were so stressed. That's awesome."

Kargath also drew his throwing ax, intending to kill Draka before the nerubian assassins from the Sharp-Eyed Academy rushed into the floating city and started killing.

But Laohou reached out to stop him, and Blake also reached out to hold down Fenner, who was about to rush out and kill him.

Lord Evil God glanced at the three sharp-eyed floating cities that were getting closer and closer in the night, and he said to Fenna:

"Draca is right, think about it.

Maldraxxus can still maintain its position as the number one power in the Shadow Kingdom despite the division of the five major chambers. Once the five major chambers are united but there is no Eternal like the Lord of War to lead the suppression, a group of beasts will form a herd. What will a hungry beast do to satisfy its thirst for war?

They will start invading, invading other countries wantonly just to start a war and enjoy themselves.

And other countries also understand this very well.

If it hadn't been for the fact that the five secret academies had been fighting openly and secretly and unable to unite after the disappearance of the war leader, I'm afraid other countries would have long ago found ways to intervene in this land to contain you wild souls who were born only for war.

Therefore, there must be a military leader! "

Blake shook his head and said:

"This is a necessary prerequisite for the unity of Maldraxxus, and I guess this is the true content of the mission of the House of the Eye, right? Lady Draka.

In the opinion of you and your Marquis, Grom Hellscream is not qualified to be the new War Master? "

"The eternal warrior master is just missing!"

Draka retorted:

"There is no need for a new military leader!

All this land has to do is wait patiently for the return of our commander-in-chief. One day, the five secret schools will reunite under the command of the military master. We will become the sword of the military master again, and we will once again sweep across the wilderness!

This is our oath!

This is the oath of sharp eyes!

This is the oath of loyalty between the Silencers and the Assassins!

We are here tonight only to fulfill our oath. I'm sorry, my compatriots, but I still think that your presence has made Maldraxxus shine.

But unfortunately, this is not a personal grudge."

"well said!"

Black clapped his hands, and when Grom also mentioned Gorehowl and prepared to fight, he suddenly made a gesture to silence the warriors who were about to move.

He waved to Ms. Draka, who was ready to sacrifice her life, took something out of her bag, and said:

"I am deeply moved by your undying loyalty to the Lord of War, but before we start killing each other, I have something to show you.

Come here, I just need a few minutes of your time.

how?

As a death-sworn warrior, you are not even afraid of death, but you dare not take the time to accept and listen to the predictions I will enlighten you about the new destiny that this land is about to usher in? "

Draka hesitated.

The female orc gritted her teeth and glanced back at the army of sharp-eyed assassins who had already shot chain javelins towards the floating city of creation to fix it high in the air, and were about to begin an aerial assault.

She took a deep breath like a living person, walked towards Blake, and then saw the evil god putting a long, hard and hot thing into her hand.

Baroness Draka looked down and was horrified.

She shook her hands and said in surprise:

"Where did you find it?"

"Ah, regarding this, I want to correct the little intelligence errors about me that your Sharp Eyes Academy has collected first."

Black narrowed his eyes and smiled like an old cat. He patted Draka's trembling shoulders and whispered:

"The Maw was my first stop into the Shadow Realm. I met many magical and interesting guys in the Warden's Palace. One of them gave me this thing and asked me to take it back to Maldraxxa. Leave it to His loyal servants.

Then, Baroness Draka."

The evil god opened his eyes, looked into Draka's eyes, and whispered:

"Do you think you are the kind of loyal He wants to see? Tell me, are you willing to become the Sword of the Soldier Master?"