Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake felt pain all over his body.

He stretched out his trembling hand and touched his chest. His breathing was a little uneasy, and he glanced at his arm where blood was pouring out. The skin was cracked and the muscles were trembling.

And a dizzy head.

There was also sticky blood left in my nose, my eyes were a little sore, and the tinnitus was getting louder and louder.

"Pulmonary bleeding, muscle contusion, concussion, stomach bleeding, fatigue and weakness, and his mind is also a little too unclear."

Pirates sit in the sea.

He talked about his current situation in detail.

Fortunately, the drink he took just now activated the Pirate King's thirst for booze, and thanks to the blessing of new life given by Akunda in the Vodun Desert, he recovered from his injuries faster than an ordinary troll.

But even so, judging from the current situation, his appearance was even more embarrassing than Granny Pasonia, who was kneeling in front of him.

Um.

The latter just had his arm cut off and an arrow stuck in his chest.

And he was wounded all over his body.

The attack with demigod level proficiency just now was carried out without the curse of immortality, but what made Black feel relieved was that the explosion of his body was better this time than in the Walton Desert. Some.

This fully proves that his body has been strengthened during this period of time.

It also shows that I am not lazy.

"Mother-in-law, as long as you grit your teeth and stab me with a knife, I will be close to death."

Blake sat in the flowing seawater, letting the water cover his waist. He held the skull wine bottle in his hand and said to Granny Pasonia, who had her head lowered in front of him:

"Look, I really don't have the strength to fight back at all now."

These words made Grandma Xiaoer raise her head and glance at him, and then at the broken arm a few meters away, being pushed to the beach under the wash of sea water.

That's her arm.

It was probably because it was cut off too fast that the nerves had not yet died, causing the five fingers to still twitch nervously.

Granny Xiao couldn't even feel any pain.

On the broken shoulder of her left arm, the incision was as smooth as a mirror.

There are also remnants of shadow beating.

The memory of the slashing attack just now was replayed in the legendary assassin's mind, and she could capture the trajectory of the scythe's blade sliding when Blake made that sneak attack.

The shining blade was meant to chop off her head.

The trajectory was deflected at the last minute.

"Why don't you kill me?"

The mother-in-law sat on her knees on the beach that was also washed by the sea, and asked in a hoarse tone.

The water flow also covered her waist.

It’s not that these two guys have any special hobbies and insist on staying in the shallow sea.

But the place where they were just now was clearly a beach. The power of the second half of the shadow attack was out of control, allowing the shadow to engulf the place and split the beach here.

It turned this place into a crescent-shaped puddle nearly fifteen meters long, filled with seawater.

It's just that the proficiency reaches the demigod level.

It's not that absolute power reaches the demigod level.

Therefore, the power of Black's slash was not much different from that in the Wharton Desert. It did not have the effect of bringing out the power of a demigod in a real sense and destroying the world.

"Xiao Er is my friend. I have no intention of going to his place for a meal recently, let alone placing a bouquet of flowers in front of your tombstone."

Blake took another sip of wine, grabbed the hand of death submerged in the water, propped himself up, and replied casually.

"But I just wanted to kill you."

Granny Xiaoer said again:

"Aren't you a pirate? Aren't you the most vengeful?"

"Didn't you fail to do this?"

Blake leaned on his scythe and waded step by step toward Pasonia's severed arm. As he walked, he made sarcastic remarks:

"I still want to rule the world, but I can't do it. What do you think and whether you can do it are two different things. What's wrong?

Are you still not happy if I spare your life? "

"You're just humiliating me!"

Granny Xiaoer was so angry that she coughed up blood.

She turned to watch Blake pick up her severed arm and take off the seal representing the master assassin's identity from the fingers of her left hand.

She felt that some of her beliefs had been stripped away by the pirate's action. It was like being ruthlessly taken away from me and having the achievements that I had spent my entire life walking in the darkness to achieve were ruthlessly trampled on by a latecomer.

Oh my god.

He is so young.

"You came here to humiliate me on purpose."

She pursed her lips and spoke in a difficult tone.

"Did you just find out now? Pasonia."

Blake wiped the bloody seal in his hand clean on his pirate trench coat.

Put it in front of your eyes and admire it in the sunshine.

This simple ring has a wide interface and is inlaid with a green gemstone. It is polished so perfectly that when the sun shines on it, you can still see the inscription on the surface of the gemstone.

It bears the initials of Pasonia Shore.

This thing is not just a symbol of status. Like the seals of kings, it can be used as a personal seal and a faction symbol on certain important occasions.

On the back of the ring is a cross between a raven and a dagger, representing Ravenholdt.

"When I came back from the sea, I just wanted to take the title of Master Assassin and establish my own faction in a low-key manner."

Blake turned back and looked at Pasonia who was staring at him. Amidst the sound of the sea water constantly hitting the beach, he said:

"But later, when I found out that you were the one presiding over my Master Trial and that you had promised to teach me a lesson in advance, I changed my mind.

I am here today not only to win my title of Master Assassin, but not only to establish my faction.

I'm going to take it away from you too. "

The pirate tossed the Master Assassin's Seal up and down in his hand and said:

"But it's not a humiliation. I just intend to use this result to warn others that I am free to make friends with whom I make friends and do whatever I want.

If anyone tries to force me, be prepared to be severely beaten.

That night, when we were chasing Old Dahl, you saved us from the blood demon. I have always kept my grudges clear, so this step is enough.

You are old, mother-in-law.

It's time to put down the dagger in your hand and the heavy responsibilities brought by these titles and honors, let go of the career that you have persisted in for a lifetime, and go back to enjoy your old age with the beautiful memories of the past eventful years. "

He put Pasonia's Master Assassin's Seal on his left hand, stretched his fingers forward, looked around, and felt very satisfied.

Then he turned around and returned to Granny Xiao. He squatted down with difficulty and looked at the old assassin in front of him who was gritting his teeth.

He said seriously:

"You have experienced a lot in your life. It was a great life that ordinary people can't imagine. These shining memories are enough to get you through every boring night after retirement.

Assassins like us who have walked in the darkness all our lives, it is a luxury wish to die at home, in a comfortable bed, and close our eyes with the blessings of our family.

I just gave you a reason to quit this business.

I am just giving this gift that many people who are traveling with me are asking for, and I personally deliver it to you today. Not only do I want to give you this gift, many people also hope that you can go home and retire.

Anyway, you're welcome. "

After saying that, Blake stood up, threw the Hand of Death back into the magic bag, and kicked away the dagger in Granny Shaw's hand.

He took his mother-in-law's arm and dragged her out of the puddle.

Lest this frustrated legendary assassin, dejected and frustrated, choose to let the tide rise in this puddle and drown himself.

He didn't want Xiao to come to him and fight for his life.

After doing all this, Blake held his stomach and walked to the seaside. Finally, he looked back at Pasonia Shore, who was leaning on the stone wall by the seaside with her head lowered and looking desolate.

The latter looked at him with a broken look.

He seemed to have aged instantly.

Her silver-gray hair danced in the sea breeze, giving her a real sense of twilight that suited her age.

The older generation has withdrawn from the stage.

The hero is late, feeling as if he has been eliminated from the world all of a sudden. The frustrated and beaten attitude actually makes the pirate feel a little emotional.

"Wandering at sea all my life, and fighting against Dai Lin, I don't know if I can live to her age."

This question echoed in Blake's mind. Under Granny Xiao's gaze, he faced the water step by step, walked into the sea, and finally disappeared into the waves.

If the pirate remembered correctly, there was a goblin town not far from this coast.

In any goblin city, there must be a lively tavern.

After a big battle, he was eager to go there to rest for a while, maybe have a big brawl in a tavern or something, to relax.

After Blake left, the beach became quiet.

The sea breeze blows from the sea, and the permanently changed beach puddles are also shaped into beautiful shapes bit by bit by the intrusion of sea water.

An impact bunker.

There are even fish that have been rushed in and are swimming around the dagger stuck in the bottom of the water. Under the sunlight, it is refracted on the water surface and reflects faint light on the blade of the bottom of the water.

This is an inaccessible place.

It is also a place with beautiful scenery.

Just on the beach in front of the sea, Granny Pasonia was leaning against the stone wall. She lowered her head. The wound on her left arm and shoulder began to bleed, and soon a pool of blood formed on the beach.

Probably due to the weakness caused by blood loss, the mother-in-law was a little dizzy, as if the quiet scenery in front of her had become like a paradise, with open hands towards her.

But soon, a familiar voice brought her back to reality.

"Young people today are really amazing, aren't they? Shore."

An old man wearing an aristocratic hunting suit and a gentleman's hat walked out of the shadows, half-knelt beside Pasonia, and quickly and professionally took out a bandage and a first-aid kit.

Help my mother-in-law treat the wound, stop the bleeding, and bandage it.

During this process, Grandma Xiaoer seemed to have lost her soul and remained silent.

"His move just now scared me.

real!

I stood on the ridge and watched, watching him swing his scythe, extracting the surrounding shadows and converging into a shadow blade, turning this beach into what it is now. "

The old man said nonchalantly:

"That kind of skill that breaks through the limits of mortals reminds me of the weird elves I encountered when I was traveling around the world in Kalimdor when I was young.

Although it is not exactly the same power, it is equally shocking.

I once thought that the limit of human beings stopped at this kind of power, but it turned out that I was wrong.

Just because I can't do it, doesn't mean others can't do it. "

He raised his head, glanced at Pasonia, saw the broken light in Granny Xiao's eyes, sighed and said:

"Actually, I think he's right, Shore.

It's time for you to take a break too.

Since the death of King Llane, you have set yourself up for hatred, madly pursuing Garona Harfoulson. It has even gone beyond hatred and become paranoid and blind.

Consider everything related to Garona as an enemy.

This isn't right, Shore.

This is not how a calm assassin should act. "

"Shut up, Duke, and leave me alone!"

The mother-in-law whispered:

"Don't think I don't know. You have been in private contact with Garona. You want to invite her to the manor. My presence only hinders your plan.

Any letter from the Pope or any persuasion from the marshal are all excuses.

How could you, the leader of the Assassin's League, bow to them? Isn't the reason why you were open to Black Shaw just to use his hand to remove me as an obstacle?

The war is ending.

But after the war was over, life for the assassins had to go on.

I understand.

I am already old, and I insist on serving the kings. In your eyes, I am naturally not as good as Garona in her prime. I am no longer useful and out of date. "

"Don't talk about yourself like that, Xiaoer. You are my friend. We have been friends for many years. How could I think you are useless?"

The Duke shook his head, and regardless of Granny Xiao's struggle, he picked her up from where she was.

He said softly:

"Don't think too much, just like the young man said, enjoy your retirement life in the future, and MI7 can be left to your grandson to take care of.

Mathias is a really nice young man.

And he's good at making friends.

Look, how well you have taught your grandson.

Let him learn to assess the situation and make decisions before taking action.

During your fight with Black, your grandson began to clean the eyes you left in MI7, and he also had the support of Prince Varian.

He really looks like you when you were young, just as decisive, just as ruthless, and just as loyal.

The young people today are really amazing. "