Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"puff"

As the shadows rolled, the flaming sword gently scratched the neck of a Demon Swordsman of the Night. Blood gushed out from the throat cut by the magic sword. The elf still wanted to cry out for help, but there was another hand covered with armor. Reaching from behind.

He gently covered her mouth and dragged her towards the shadows.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep."

Salas with a slightly weird accent sounded in my ears.

It was nothing like the lullaby his mother hummed, but it made the magic swordsman quickly "sleep" as his life passed quickly.

Blake skillfully searched the corpse that was still warm, found a few bottles of magic wine and threw it into his bag. He picked up the magic wing blade and put it into the bag as a trophy.

He curiously poked his head out from his hiding place and looked behind him. The entire hall on the first floor of the Watcher's Cave was completely empty.

But in the corner of the hall, there were corpses scattered everywhere.

The Children of the Night were still cautious. When they went down to the second floor cave to release the demon hunters, they left two teams of demon swordsmen here to guard the retreat. Unfortunately, these elites were not aware of the threat in the shadows.

They were easily picked off one by one by the pirates.

As for the Nagas.

The group of vicious soft-skinned snakes were probably carried away by the enthusiasm of serving the Queen, or they had some understanding of Illidan Stormrage's combat prowess, so they didn't send anyone to guard here at all.

It saves the pirates a lot of trouble.

"Phew, the troublesome guy is finally gone."

Blake wiped his sweat-free forehead playfully.

He whistled in the shadows, threw out the hook, and quickly moved his body across the hall, landing in front of the passage deep into the building on the first floor of the cave.

There was a locked wooden door in front of him, still decorated with the owl that the watchers liked. The pirate took out the lockpicking tool from his bag, stepped forward quickly, and began to try to open the door.

Behind this road is the armory and living area of ​​the Watchers. If there are treasures in this cave, they must be stored here.

As for the lower three floors of the catacombs, Blake doesn't plan to go there now.

The things held there were too ferocious and troublesome. It was better to wait for the children of the night, the demon hunters and the naga to have a fight before going over to clean up the mess.

"What a stupid, innocent bunch of guys."

While Blake opened the lock with precision, he whispered in the shadow:

"Seeing that other demon hunters were sealed in the Fel Stone, I probably thought that Illidan Stormrage would be treated the same way, so I ran over excitedly to take him away and present him to Azshara.

I'm really looking forward to seeing the expressions on the fish faces of those Nagas when they discover the truth, haha, that will definitely be interesting.

Even without weapons, even if he is imprisoned and weakened for ten thousand years, Illidan can strangle them one by one. Anyone who dares to underestimate the traitor will eventually pay the price.

Tichondrius, Kil'jaeden, Zera, even Sargeras. "

"You seem to like Illidan Stormrage very much, my young master."

Xal'atath appeared silently and whispered in Blake's ear:

"I once saw that demon hunter on the battlefield of the Ancient War 10,000 years ago. Although I also think he has great potential, to be honest, I don't think he deserves your attention.

Just an old, stupid, rough, and stubborn blind night elf.

And he always hurts the people around him and always makes those who care about him extremely disappointed in him.

His mentor Cenarius, his brother Malfurion, his benefactor Curtalos, and his crush, Tyrande Whisperwind, the High Priest of the Moon.

Well, I don't usually say who I hate outright.

But Tyrande, I really don't like him. From this, I think that Illidan Stormrage has a poor taste in people and is completely inferior to my wise and ambitious little master, you. "

"Ha, he is blind, and you still say that he has bad eyesight?"

The pirate chuckled, probably because he was about to get the treasure that made him feel happy, and he actually chatted with Sataras in a pleasant manner.

Of course, the action of unlocking the door did not stop.

He said to Xal'atath:

"I don't actually value or like Illidan, I just know that he can do things that most people can't do. I just admire the sacrifices he makes for an established goal.

It is precisely because I cannot be as pure as him that I regard him as an idol.

Isn’t this the meaning of the existence of idols?

Become a reference that we can see when we look up, help us modify our behavior, and help us grow into better or worse people."

"Click"

The lock in front of him made a sound, and amid the pirate's happy whistle, the door with an owl carved on it was pushed open. He strode into it and saw the watcher's living area deep in the cave.

It is very simple here, with only a few houses and a small Luna prayer room.

"Just like the ascetics of the Moon God Church, the quality of life of the watchers is a bit too bad."

Blake looked around and said:

"I also admire these watchers. They don't pursue any honor and have guarded such a poor place for ten thousand years. Their will is really amazing."

"This is no surprise, my young master."

Xal'atath said in a languid tone:

“The Watchers are just blessed with a mysterious aura given by the Moon God’s faith. Their essence is no different from the shadow priests in the Holy Light Church.

The Priests of the Moon walk under the bright moonlight, enjoying admiration and reputation, while the Watchers hunt in the gloomy black moon phase, bringing death and despair to the enemies of the Moon God.

Light and Shadow, Light and Night, Moon Priest and Watcher.

These are two sides of the same coin.

Your sentiments are correct.

They are a group of fanatics whose brains have been burnt by faith. They are all fanatical believers of the Moon God. Only in this way can they maintain their poverty for ten thousand years.

Even the most ignorant and stubborn beliefs will naturally bring them some strength. "

"Are you talking like this all the time without your back hurting? Xal'atath."

Blake quickly wandered through the rooms of the Watcher girls, looking for valuable items like a nymphomaniac sneaking into the girls' dormitory.

As he searched, he said:

"I guess you will say that the power of the Watcher is not worth mentioning. As long as I am willing to ask for it from you, you can immediately give me a lot of forbidden knowledge, allowing me to immediately gain powerful power.

But you can't fool me this time.

The power of the Watchers is quite powerful, and what is even more valuable is that this power belonging to the dark moon phase will most likely be further strengthened!

Shipped! "

The pirate let out a snort of joy, and took out a neatly stacked dark green blade-wing cloak from the locker in front of him that belonged to a certain watcher lady.

This thing should be made of the finest mooncloth and some kind of leather with shadow powers.

Heavy and textured.

The best thing is that the edges of this green cloak are inlaid with terrifying fine jagged teeth.

This unique design allows the cloak to chop up all the enemies around it like the sharpest blade when it rotates.

Only the Black Moon warriors, who have been fighting against evil and darkness for ten thousand years like the Watchers, would be equipped with such crazy weapons. After all, most of their enemies cannot be defeated with a single knife.

The pirate's detection was released on the cloak in his hand, a deep purple light shined in front of his eyes, and an entry jumped out:

Thera Moonguard's alternate cloak

Epic quality [decoration]

Item effect:

1. Black Moon Walker:

It greatly enhances the user's hiding ability and greatly weakens the user's sense of presence.

2. Gliding

When falling from high altitude, the Watcher's secret cloak can give the user the [Glide] effect.

"Cool, I touched it in one go! It seems like I have a good character today. I drove it for a long time back then, but I never found this thing."

The pirate proudly tied the cloak to himself, and imitated the battle posture of the watchers, holding a corner of the cloak and spinning it in place.

"Click"

With a crisp sound, Sera Moon Guard's bed was easily cut open by the serrations on the edge of the cloak, which represented the sharpness of the serrations on the edge of the cloak.

"Well, using a unique weapon like a cloak does require skill."

The pirate looked awkwardly at the bed he had damaged.

Praying in his heart that Miss Yue Wei would not come and beat him up for this, he shrugged and said:

"If it falls into the hands of someone who doesn't know how to use it, they will probably kill themselves because the cloak gets stuck in a corner. Fortunately, I have been learning how to use it since I got my first cloak.

Now with just a little practice and a light turn, I can use it to chop down a circle of lifeless waste. "

As he said this, he jumped into the shadows lightly, left the watcher's dormitory area with steady steps, and walked into the armory of these young ladies.

Unfortunately, the Watchers are now in full force, leaving very few sophisticated weapons in the arsenal.

But he doesn't need to find a suitable weapon here, because the Shadow Moon Blade previously captured from Nasa is enough for Black to use.

He is now holding this sharp moon blade decorated with purple patterns in his hand, wearing a watcher's cloak, pretending that he is also a watcher.

Nasa's Moon Blade is an epic weapon, and its attribute entries are also quite good:

Warden's Shadow Moonblade

Epic quality [Moon God’s Blessing]

Extraordinary sharpness. Extraordinary solidity. Extraordinary critical strike. Extremely effective shadow enhancement. Extremely effective at destroying demons.

Special effects:

1. Endless hunting:

When using the Warden combat skill, the blessed moon blade can be used as a long-range weapon to perform projectile attacks. After each throw hits the target, the shadow moon blade will return to the user's hand as much as possible.

2. Watcher’s Cage:

When used by the Watcher, the thrown moon blade is equipped with the power of the dark moon phase, which can force the enemy into a restrained state and coma after hitting the target.

This special effect requires the [Watcher] profession to activate.

"This kind of weapon used by the night elf huntresses also requires advanced skills to master. It is as strange as the war blades of the demon hunters.

I heard that it was a weapon transformed from the ceremonial items used in the Moon God Sacrifice, which has a strong religious connotation. "

Blake played with the moon blade in his hand and threw it out. He watched the sharp weapon spin and fly out and back like the darts used by primitive people, and he reached out to catch it.

"Over there! There is something in the box in the corner over there, little master, you should like it."

Satarath whispered in the pirate's ear:

"Don't ever say I can't help you again."

"Then you should show your more useful 'treasure rat' traits earlier than just saying some lewd words and chatting with me to relieve boredom."

Blake replied.

Quickly walked to the box in the corner of the armory, opened it, and found a pair of Warden armor inside, but it seemed unfinished and had not been painted.

Appears silvery gray in color.

He stretched out his hand and put it on the armor, and the entry immediately popped up:

Watcher's Moon Night Armor [Semi-finished product·Not tempered]

? ? Quality【Moon God's Blessing】

Suit【8/8】

Item Description:

Each Warden Armor is a valuable asset to the Sisters of Elune.

Only the Moon Priests have the technology to make this kind of moonlight armor. Whenever a new Watcher is born, her armor will be designed and forged.

The last step of forging needs to be completed before the armor can take shape.

But not just any blacksmith can complete the tempering of this kind of war art. Choose who you entrust carefully, or it will transform from a perfect war artifact to a worthless piece of junk.

"Ms. Maiev would kill me if I took it away."

Blake's fingers gently stroked the surface of the silver-gray armor. He sighed, and then unceremoniously threw the unfinished armor into his magic bag.

Although I am a pirate, wearing plate armor to fight is a bit unethical.

But the Watchers can wear it as the Luna Assassin, so why can’t Black Shaw, the Templar Assassin, wear it?

"That's enough. It's time to go check on Illidan Stormrage."

The pirate, who had gained a lot, snapped his fingers and was about to leave the living area of ​​the watchers.

But as he walked towards the wooden door to leave, his eyes were suddenly attracted by the small Luna prayer room in the center of the living area.

He frowned, as if he felt something, and took steps towards that direction. Xal'atas seemed to want to stop him, but when he approached the prayer room, Xal'as's voice was suppressed by some force. .

It was obviously underground, but when Blake walked into this shabby and simple prayer room, he could feel the light like the bright moonlight shining on him.

The place is very narrow, allowing at most three people to pray at the same time, and on the stone platform in front of the icon of the moon god Elune, there is a huge, open book.

It was fixed to the stone platform and could not be removed at all, and its pages were huge, as wide as an adult's arm.

"This is."

The pirate frowned and put his hand on the book in front of him.

The next moment, Black Shaw's eyes widened.