Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Huh that's the real sword master!

Black, who was running forward in the darkness, glanced behind him. Behind him, the poisoned Orc Sword Master was already fighting against Halduron Brightwing, who was grabbing two phoenix daggers and pounced like an eagle.

That is a well-matched opponent.

While the two were fighting, Black threw another reconnaissance on Halduron. This was something he had always wanted to do before, but had never been able to do.

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Light Ranger Halduron Brightwing

Mortal body. Assault halo. Spirit monkey protection. Hunting excitement. Phoenix inheritance. Far traveler - beast herd

Level 60 Ranger

Amazing!

He is worthy of being the future Ranger General, but under normal circumstances, he should not be able to defeat the half-orc sword master, but now I am acting as a bait to let him take the upper hand.

It seems like a poisonous arrow was used, and the outcome is hard to say.

Blake thought to himself as he turned around and left quickly. He didn't care about the outcome of those two people. Anyway, if Mingyi dared to come, he would definitely have a way to leave in the fatal moment.

He must focus on his task first.

I didn't know how many fake sword masters I had attracted during my run away just now.

But it should be far beyond the plan, and across the hillside ahead is the explosion zone mentioned before. It is not known whether Marris and Shore have reached the designated location.

As he ran, he called for the shadow suit and rushed towards the explosion area.

But as soon as he ran a few steps, he heard a muffled sound.

boom

Dazzling flames exploded from the dark night ahead, like a fire dragon falling from the sky, spreading scorching flames all over the hillside, and Blake stopped.

Throwing the hook to the big tree next to him, he jumped up lightly and looked towards the direction of the explosion.

He could still vaguely see the hunter's mark he had thrown just now, right in the direction of the explosion zone, which proved that Shore and Maris had completed their mission.

They lured the pursuing Juggernaut in.

The dwarf who had been waiting behind the explosion detonated the explosive as planned.

boom

There was another loud noise.

And like a signal for a series of explosions, the muffled sounds one after another completely tore apart the tranquility of the night. The hillside in front of him kept lighting up with flames reaching into the sky, illuminating Blake's eyes.

He clearly saw that in the sea of ​​burning fire, an orc pseudo-Juggernaut was blown high into the sky by dense explosions, was blown to pieces in the air, and landed in three or four different areas.

what a pity.

The bad pirate has no mercy in his heart, he only laments regret.

Those are all vain experiences.

Even if he doesn't use it, he can throw it to the soul-inducing lamp to extinguish the anger from hell. Thinking of this, he glanced at the character card.

There are no other changes, except for a slight change in the status bar:

Status: Mortal body. Hell messenger. Far traveler-herd. Death curse (effective after 19 hours and 23 minutes)

He was so focused on fighting that he didn't realize that the Far Traveler - Lone Wolf in his status bar had turned into Far Traveler - The Herd, which made him glance back again.

When I was scouting Halduron Brightwing just now, it seemed that he also had the status effect of Farstrider-Herd.

This change of state proved Black's guess.

When two or more Farstriders hunt together, the Farstrider's talent will change. The lone wolf strengthens agility and agility, while the effect of the herd is the superposition of perception.

No wonder that when he was escaping just now, he could faintly feel the Juggernaut running behind him. Maris must also have this feeling of heightened perception.

When he was shooting arrows on the bumpy horse just now, he was quite accurate. Blake saw with his own eyes that he shot three arrows and even hit a sword master in the wind step state.

But unfortunately, Maris probably doesn't have a character card to remind him of this.

Um?

Blake returned his gaze to the low-pitched explosion area ahead, and then noticed that the hunter's mark of light he had thrown earlier was moving in his direction.

This made his eyes light up.

He walked a few steps on the branches, drew his weapons with both hands, and was ready to assassinate from high altitude.

Despicable Alliance dog!

Dashe, the swordsman apprentice of the Burning Blade Clan, cursed with a disgraced face, while supporting a companion who had a broken leg, and rushed out of the explosion zone with difficulty.

This orc's sword is gone, it can be said that he has abandoned his armor.

The Juggernaut's perception is indeed sharp.

But the dwarf mines buried underground had no breath of life at all. The orcs who drank the blood of demons were so angry that they were stunned by the desecrated battle flag.

He chased two assassins into the explosion zone, only to end up in such a miserable end.

The dwarf named Kelsey Steelshine, whom Blake had never met, was also very powerful. She had buried at least a hundred hidden mines in the explosion zone.

The power of such dense explosives detonating at the same time can even hurt Legend.

Not to mention these fake sword masters.

Hold on, brother!

Dashe said to the sword master beside him:

I'll take you back. That Hafolson is right behind him. He's a nuisance, but he'll help us. What a shame! We actually need him.

Whoosh

There was an inaudible sound above the orc's head, and the disgraced Dashe immediately reached behind him, but there was no longer a sword for him to wield.

puff

The blade fist of his left hand stabbed hard into the neck of the broken legged sword master, and the short sword of his right hand also struck the back of Dashe's neck. It was not known whether the orc with the broken mouth deserved his misfortune.

The weak combo of this magic weapon entry was also activated, and the dagger that cut into the flesh had a faint flash of light, like another invisible sword cutting into the wound again.

The non-fatal attack cut open the entire back of his neck, exposing even the bones.

Plop

The Burning Blade Master knelt forward.

He was still struggling, but was kicked down by Blake from behind. The assassin fell forward, and the dagger passed through his back, nailing him to the ground.

Two waves of burning heat surged into his arms, and the pirate threw them onto his rank without thinking. The number jumped again, making Black smile.

These fake sword masters are not as terrifying as the real sword master just now, but each of them is definitely an elite template, and the experience gained by killing one is far more than that of ordinary orcs.

According to this upgrade speed, if Black is lucky enough, his pirate class will be close to level 25 after tonight.

He didn't forget to search, but there was nothing good about these two guys.

What a disappointment.

There are more behind you.

Blake picked up his weapon, escaped into the shadows, and rushed towards the explosion zone behind him. He just hoped that he was lucky enough to pick up a few heads after the explosion.

As for Hela

Well, forget about that annoying guy for now!

After gaining experience, kill a few violent orc slayers who have fallen into the desire for destruction, and give her the trashy soul fragments.

Hela isn’t picky anyway, right?

Very easy to live on.

On the other side, behind the explosion zone, Xiao stood anxiously on a high place and looked down. Behind him, Maris was sitting on the ground with a look of pain on his face.

And a dwarf with pink hair, flowing bangs and a single ponytail was bandaging his wounds.

My God, you humans are so tall. Every time I see you, it's like seeing a tree.

This little man, who was only about one meter tall and was wearing black leather armor and high-tech dwarf engineering glasses, said in a sharp voice while he was busy working:

I didn't want to come, but I owe Granny Shaw a favor. She helped us form the Gnomeregan secret force and our Earth Dragon Special Forces.

The Council of Craftsmen heard that you had a big plan to kill the greenskins, so they chose the boldest dwarf to help you.

That’s me.

It's a pity that the last time I came to the hills, it was very peaceful here. I loved fishing in Nanhai Town.

Alas, that place is now full of greenskins.

They are so tall, taller than you humans, and they are so fierce and annoying. There are also these bad orcs in Dun Morogh, and they are trying to catch us.

But they couldn't even find the gate of our city of science and technology, and the hidden mines we buried in the snow were enough to cause them heavy casualties.

she chattered.

She didn't care at all whether Xiao Er and Maris were listening. She seemed to be simply enjoying the fun of talking and using words to dispel the fear in her heart.

Yes.

Although this little man had just used a sophisticated console to activate all the bombs, killing more than twenty powerful orc sword masters.

But her body is still shaking now.

Apparently he was frightened by the ferocity of the sword masters.

dwarf

That's it.

This one only has four fingers on each hand, but the smart one is not like the short people in the same dimension as other races in Azeroth. Most of them have quick minds.

But the body is weak.

And all of them are not as courageous as rabbits. Occasionally, there will be a few who have the potential to be adventurers, but they are surprisingly courageous.

They are completely opposite to their timid compatriots.

In short, this is a somewhat neurotic race.

But they are really smart.

Ten dwarves tied together are probably no match for a human infantryman, but a hundred humans tied together are not as smart as a dwarf technician.

The thoughts of these active, timid, and cute little guys are incompatible with the entire world.

Just use a little to explain.

Humans and dwarves still live in stone cities, but dwarves already have their own high-tech cities underground, with assembly lines, automatic robots, airplanes, and tanks.

Even a punch chip

They all have it.

It is said that more than 170 years ago, when the dwarves first left the underground and set foot on the surface, their envoys flew wooden planes to establish friendship with the dwarves in the Dun Morogh region.

Maris, whose leg was injured, was a little dizzy from the dwarf's words and pain. He raised his head and shouted to Shore:

Have you found him? Shore, is Black back?

Wait a minute, I'm looking.

Without looking back, Shaw grabbed the monocular with night vision magic in his hand and carefully searched for his comrades in the dark night below.

They had just seen the scene where Blake was knocked off his horse by a tall sword master. They all had an ominous premonition in their hearts, but they had just fought for their lives together.

Now that the mission has been overfulfilled, they really don't want to get the news of the sacrifice of their comrades at this time.

I saw him!

A few minutes later, Shaw shouted in surprise and said without looking back:

Right down there, that madman! He survived! He is chasing those orcs who were not killed by the explosion! As expected of him, he is worthy of being an orc killer!

What a great job!

Um?

The pink-haired dwarf who was treating Maris's wounds was suddenly startled when he heard this, then turned around and shouted:

Let him get out quickly! There were a few hidden mines that didn't detonate just now! He will step on them! Let him quickly

boom

A sudden loud noise made the little dwarf jump in fright.

He looked towards the hillside with his short legs, looking terrified, thinking that he had made a mistake and killed the hero of the alliance.

But no.

It was the unlucky swordsman who was being chased by Blake. He stepped on a dwarf hidden mine that failed to detonate. The guy's arms were blown off. Then Blake, who was still in shock, picked up the knife and wiped his neck with a quick movement.

Blake, who was almost frightened to death by the sudden explosion of a dark thunder a few meters in front of him, would stay in place in embarrassment, not daring to move around at all.

Facts have proved that dwarf technology is still as shocking as he remembered.

He now had no idea whether there were undetonated hidden mines around him, and he was also very frightened because he walked in so arrogantly!

The person who set up the explosion zone was a dwarf!

How could I have forgotten the traditional arts of these little guys who are lively and neurotic by nature?

What a mistake!