Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 381 90. Remember, the person who defeated Kaldorei today is called.

As soon as the attack on Watch Island began, Commander Nassa sent an envoy to the Druid Holy Land Val'sharah, also on the Broken Islands, to seek help. Because of Illidan Stormrage and the demon hunters, the druids who were always slow to do things reacted quickly this time.

The three great druids in the Holy Land immediately dispatched with a group of raptor druids who were good at flying. They first went to the Moon Temple to pick up the assembled Moon Priests and Rangers, and then they traveled across Azuna at lightning speed. Skyrim.

They are very fast.

In the form of Storm Crow, who can control the winds of nature, it took less than an hour to reach the destination.

But unfortunately, they are still a step too late.

Illidan has escaped, and demon hunters with sensitive identities in Kaldorei society have also been brought back to Suramar by the Nightborne.

ha? You ask why not use a convenient and fast portal?

Then you're on to the point, brother.

Because of the ancient war thousands of years ago, the Kaldorei have a firm attitude of keeping a respectful distance from all arcane magic. In the Kingdom of Moon God, there is no such profession as a mage.

Of course, warlocks can't have either.

There are only two types of spellcasters, either moon priests or druids. All other magic systems are rejected by Kaldorei.

Not to mention being closed-minded, ignorant or stubborn.

Any civilization that has experienced a tragic ancient war that shattered the world will develop this strong distrust of magic.

In the orthodox values ​​of Kaldorei society, people like Illidan who want to deal with the demonic threat by rebuilding the Well of Eternity are the real outliers.

An ancient war infected all Kaldorei with "magical PTSD".

This is normal and understandable.

"Shaun, that ghost ship is out!"

In the waves of the outer sea not far from Watch Island, there are still charred corpses left on the sea surface that were swept away by the thunderstorm, as well as the remains of the Nightborne Golem that was washed over by the sea water.

When the Nagfar was swallowing water and rising to the surface like a giant beast from the sea, setting off rolling waves, a particularly large storm crow flying in a cluster over the sea spoke human words to the big Drew on the other side. Yi shouted:

"Surround it! The watchman reported that this group of pirates had robbed the cave. They stole many dangerous items and were suspected of being involved in the evil deeds of releasing prisoners."

The Storm Crow on the other side screamed.

It flapped its wings and drew a beautiful trajectory in the air, leading more than twenty raptor druids to block the way out of the Nagfar from the other side.

These druids fell from the sky, and in the flapping of their wings, the power of the natural wind was gathered. With the roar of the wind, an invisible wall of storm was formed on the sea around the ghost ship.

The strong winds caused waves to beat in all directions, causing the Nagfar to swing back and forth on the sea, trapping the pirates in it.

It doesn't stop there.

There were also some raptor druids calling for the power of the sky. A large hazy thundercloud was called over by the druids, and dazzling lightning flashed back and forth in the clouds.

This is a threat and a warning.

If the pirates are ignorant, a natural magic mixed with lightning and hurricane will soon pour on them, destroying them along with their ghost ship.

They couldn't even escape by jumping into the water.

Under the water around the ghost ship, elites led by another archdruid were swimming back and forth around the Nagfar in the underwater forms of seals and sharks.

The leading Archdruid also used the Druid spell of the Alliance of Nature to summon various marine creatures from the deep sea to help in the battle.

Only half a minute after surfacing, the ghost ship was embattled from all sides.

This is also a big scene.

Three legendary druids and nearly a hundred high-level druids surrounded a small ghost ship. This is simply a lack of martial ethics. If this force is placed on the eastern continent, it is more than enough to capture a city and crush an army.

"Listen, pirates!"

Omulon the Skyroar, the Archdruid who commanded the Druids of the Raptors, broke away from the Storm Crows.

He flapped his wings and rode the howling wind, hovering in the dark mid-air above the ghost ship.

This Storm Crow, with a wingspan of about twenty meters, was extremely powerful. Seeing it speak human words, the more superstitious ones among the group of pirates gathered on the deck already had their legs trembling.

Mainly because I have never seen this scene before and I feel a little scared.

But there were still some die-hard old pirates who were already waving their weapons and shouting curses. Some even raised their muskets and shot at Storm Crow.

What a ridiculous attack.

Before the lead bullet from the musket could get close to Storm Crow, it was blown down by the swirling wind.

Although the destructive power of the Raptor Druids on land will be weakened, they are the best scouts and trackers and rarely get involved in frontal battles.

And the sky is the home ground of the Raptor Druid!

"You have been surrounded, pirates, and you have no way to escape! Now, put down your weapons and surrender, you will be taken to Watch Island for investigation.

You will be punished for your mistakes.

But all Kaldorei respect life, and you need not fear for your own safety. "

These words were spoken in Salas language. To be honest, when Skyroar saw those foreign pirates with chaotic races on the deck, he really didn't expect them to understand.

But the process still has to go through.

In the current situation, even if he didn't speak, the pirates should be able to understand their situation.

However, beyond Xiaotianzhe's expectation, there were quite a few "talented people" who could understand Salas on this ghost ship. His declaration of persuasion to surrender was uttered amid the roar of the wind, and he quickly received a response.

"I like this big crow."

Above the stern of the deck, Captain Black, wearing a red eyepatch, sat on his vulgar and ornate gold chair.

He crossed his legs and looked at the Storm Crow in front of him with the Eye of Kilrogg suspended in front of him. This guy was suspended in the dim light, his wings flapping, blocking out the light and casting a huge shadow on the deck.

Blake admired this scene very much.

So he said to the first mate Seifer beside him:

"Make a note. If we have the opportunity in the future, we will also recruit a group of druids to join the fleet. Their form of Storm Crow is really suitable to be my messenger.

I am a prophet after all.

I like crows."

"oh."

Sephiel responded, actually took out a small notebook, and wrote down Black's words.

She would be happy now.

Blake generously gave her the pirate king suit that he no longer had any use for, and now this troll-style pirate suit is worn on the parasaurus.

There is also an undead creature named Old Bone Eater standing on her shoulders. Coupled with the eyepatch on her left eye and the black pirate hat on her head, she really has the demeanor of an elf female pirate.

"Hey, your name is Omulon the Sky-roaring One, right?"

Blake stood up from his chair. He grabbed the railing in front of him and looked up at the Archdruid who was trying to persuade him to surrender. He threw a malicious scout at him.

After learning the identity information, he shouted loudly:

"I heard that you are one of the leaders of the raptor druids of Kaldorei? It seems that you are also a person with status. Are you interested in serving me?

Think about it, I'm treated very well here.

Live a happy, free and indulgent life. There is no need to sleep all day long. This world is so beautiful, but you are busy indulging in dreams. This is not a healthy lifestyle. "

When the pirates spoke, the noisy deck immediately fell silent. Every pirate closed his mouth and listened to their captain and leader.

Even if they don’t understand.

This transformation from chaos to silence made all the druids understand in an instant that the blind pirate in front of them, who was talking loudly and trying to persuade them to surrender, should be the leader of this ship.

Although what he said was in the not-so-standard Salas language, the druids around him could hear it clearly. However, it was difficult for them to understand why the pirate was still acting like this when he was surrounded. Arrogant.

Could he be crazy?

This unusual answer made even the well-informed Archdruid not know how to answer the question for a moment.

"Ah, is this silence a rejection?"

Blake waited for a response.

After ten seconds, he still got silence. This made him very disappointed, so he raised his hand.

He is the captain of the Nagfar, and he has a strong connection with the ship's spirit. When Blake stands on his ship, the ghost ship can be seen as an extension of his will.

Everything on the ship can be manipulated and used by Blake.

The Tide Stone, which was placed in front of the deck and covered with a piece of cloth, sensed Black's urging, and this broken Titan artifact began to emit power.

An aura from ancient times emanated from the deck, and dangerous and brilliant blue arcs of light shone and danced from under the veil.

"You ran up to me aggressively, you stepped onto my ship without permission, and you extremely rudely demanded that I and my incompetent subordinates surrender to you.

It seems that sleep is indeed harmful to health, at least to intelligence.

Do you still think this was an era ten thousand years ago, when the Elf Empire gave orders?

You idiots who are blind and deaf!

Times have long since changed. "

Black raised his left hand and shouted towards the Storm Crows and Druids in the sky:

"Who are you trying to scare with those little thunder and lightning storms? Do you think we are all primitive people and will kneel on the ground when we see what you make and regard you as gods?

Let us tell you a secret.

I can also control lightning.

And my lightning is much bigger than your little toothpick.

Come.

Stretch your head over here to show you something good. "

"Snapped"

As the pirate snapped his fingers, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thunder pillar suddenly rose from the Tide Stone of Gorgonas and poured into the cloudy sky above.

The power of heaven, activate!

The lightning from the God of Creation easily tore apart the hurricane spell created by the druids. While shattering their spells, it leaped into the sky and transformed into scattered thunder in Blake's mind.

Like Poseidon in anger, countless tridents stabbed from the sky to the sea.

The thunder roared, the lightning galloped, and the electric arc danced like a snake. This light instantly surpassed the dusk of the setting sun, pouring Black Shaw's will into the sky and sea around the Nagfar.

Lightning storms of legendary power were manipulated by pirates to gather around them and turned into cages. In the dazzling thunder, the druids who were caught off guard and caught in the magic reacted quickly.

They try to save themselves.

However, before the Storm Crow transformed into a high-level druid could complete the spell to save himself in such a swift lightning, he would be hit by a lightning bolt falling from the sky, and his whole body would twitch and fall into the sea.

"No!"

The two great druids in the sky were able to withstand the thunder and lightning. Their bodies were strong enough under the protection of the power of nature. Seeing their companions being attacked, they flew one after another in the lightning storm. Attack Blake.

The captain didn't move.

In the front, General Lilesa drew her bow, and in the back, Dean Lanyue raised her wand. They were well protected by the two mentors. Before the great druids could rush over, they were struck by arrows and magic. repel.

"It feels bad to be forced, doesn't it?"

Black controlled the thunder and lightning. Against the background of thousands of thunders, he smiled. Amidst the crazy cheers and howlings of the pirates, their supremely powerful and evil captain once again declared to the druids:

"But do you think this is the end?"

Blake's fingers rose upward in an arc like conducting music, and then slashed down like a sharp sword.

The power of the Tide Stone is activated again.

The power of the sea, activate!

The legendary great tide was centered on the Nagfar and bound within ten nautical miles around it. The druids who were constantly rescuing their fallen companions in the water and taking them out of the danger zone felt the sea at this moment. Out of control.

The tidal sea, which had previously responded to their call, abandoned them in an instant and instead joined the pirates, becoming his deadliest forward general.

The tide rolled in, throwing the druids out of the water and pushing them under the sea.

Every second was like a fist composed of countless water flows, hammering hard on their bodies. Nature, which is friendly to all things, revealed its wildest and angriest side at this moment.

exerting its ruthless power upon these nature walkers.

"I could easily kill you for your insolence, kaldorei."

In the "mixed doubles" of the power of the sky and sea, Blake's voice surpassed the roar of thunder and the surging waves, and was clearly transmitted to the ears of the three great druids above and below.

Arrogant and powerful.

It was like he was a king above the sea, and the roar of the sky and the fury of the ocean seemed to confirm this, that is, the pirate in front of him seemed to really have the strength to become a king.

At least he showed that potential.

"But I am a merciful monarch, and I will spare your lives. Promote my power and my feared name.

Let more people know the name of the Lord of the Sea on this endless sea.

Keep the most valuable thing on your body!

Remember and praise My Mercy forever, and get out of My Seas! "

Black glanced at Watch Island, which had gone far away. Under the astonished gazes of the great druids, the pirate flicked his fingers, and another terrifying thunder column poured into the sky.

It ran through the sky, breaking the sky like a sharp sword, and once again imposed a legendary lightning storm on Watch Island, as if it was displaying its power wantonly.

Thunder light danced and the tide rolled, the ghost ship sank gracefully and slowly into the sea. The last words that came out before it disappeared were:

"It feels so bad to have to repeat my name every time. So, remember, always remember, the person who defeated the Kaldorei today is called"

"Dailin."