Shadow Trails in Azeroth

You three have accomplished the impossible! It really makes me, a ranger who has lived for nearly five hundred years, feel incredible.

After the battle, Halduron Brightwing took his prisoners and quickly arrived at the post-war assembly point. From the excited-looking dwarf Kelsey, who couldn't control his mouth, he heard what had just happened. matter.

At the first moment when he met Black, Marius and Shaw, this elf ranger who always had a calm face couldn't help but praise:

After this battle, the legend of the three warriors will be spread throughout the human kingdom, and your story will even be praised as an epic poem by my people.

How amazing!

Captain Mingyi, without the arrow you shot at the last moment, our assassination would not have gone so smoothly.

Nathanos Maris, who was lying on the stretcher with a pale face, said something sincerely to his captain. Halduron turned his head, looked at him, and said in a satisfied tone:

To be honest, Nathanos, when Ms. Sylvanas insisted on bringing you into the Farstrider Legion despite the opposition of many people, none of us expected what happened today.

But it turns out that Lady Sylvanas has a brilliant vision, and I, too, am one of those ignorant people.

I want to apologize to you.

My companion, my comrade.

Your trip today has proven that you are absolutely qualified to become one of us. No, you cannot say that. The entire Far Walker Legion will be honored by your righteous deed tonight.

I'm just happy.

Nathanos turned his head with difficulty, glanced at his two comrades, and said softly:

“I didn’t let my mentor down or disgrace her.”

When the poor man shot the sharp arrow at the end to buy Black time for the assassination, he was hit by the blood demon's death coil, and a full third of his life force was drained away.

He is a human being.

He doesn't have as much vitality as the elves.

He survived by luck, but based on his injuries, even if he was treated by the best doctors and priests in the alliance, Maris would probably not be able to fight again for at least half a year.

His loyal hound Desolate was lying firmly beside his master, sticking out his tongue and licking Maris's fingers.

This loyal dog was also seriously injured this time. Fortunately, the orc swordmaster's kick did not hit the spine, and the royal hound's recovery ability was very strong.

Half a year later, it can still start its hunting career again with its owner.

Get some rest, Maris.

Xiao walked forward with his arm hanging. He half-knelt in front of his comrade and reached out to help the ranger wipe the sweat from the pain on his face.

He said:

Tomorrow, a big shot is going to see us, and then you will be sent back to Quel'Thalas, where you can have a good rest.

No, my suggestion is that it is better to send him back to his hometown.

Blake also stepped forward and seriously suggested to Maris:

I got some bad news from Ms. Pasonia. The high elves may be in trouble recently. With your current situation, it's better not to delay your mentor's next battle.

Just over there in Darrow County, have a good rest on your farm. If there is a chance, Xiaoer and I will visit you, and this is your trophy.

He took out a pair of black gloves that looked like they were made of wolf skin and put them in Nathanos's bag, which he had gotten when he was hunting the Juggernaut in the explosion zone.

Sword Dancer's Gauntlets

Excellent quality

Strengthen toughness. Strengthen wrist strength.

The attribute entries for this thing are good, but it's a pity that Black has the Mason Brotherhood Armor. Without the gloves, it will lack the great entries that the suit brings.

So he treated it as a trophy and gave it to his friends.

He said:

I have tried it. After tightening the black gauntlet, it does not affect the movement at all, and there is still a weak magic power seeping into the wrist. It should have some kind of magic effect.

Perhaps it was a good thing brought by a sword master from his hometown and blessed by the shamans.

If you are going to draw a bow and shoot an arrow, you need it to protect your fingers more than I do.

Don't say no.

I know you can get better things from the elves, but this is what I want, and I don’t have anything good to give you as a gift.

He patted Maris on the shoulder, causing the latter's face to twitch.

Thanks.

The ranger whispered something, then raised his hand and pointed at the sword that belonged to the half-orc swordmaster lying beside him, and said to Black:

I won't be able to go to the battlefield for a long time. It's useless to leave this good weapon to me. You can take it with you.

What do I want it for?

The pirate looked contemptuous, but also a little proud, patted his luggage, winked and said:

I've got better.

I know, that legendary blade, Ms. Pasonia told us.

Maris's expression turned serious.

He looked around, lowered his voice and said to Blake:

But we also know that you don't have enough strength to even swing the knife, so how can you fight with it? Farstrider's blade dance skills are also suitable for two-handed sword fighting.

Before you grow up to wield that legendary blade, this master blade can at least help you become familiar with the skills of the sword.

Take it, Blake.

As you said to me, you need it more than me, and Shaw will continue to learn the art of assassin from his grandmother, and I will return to my hometown to recuperate.

Although our acquaintance was short-lived, we have become friends.

We have fought our lives together and done great things together. When we are not with you, this knife can at least protect you on our behalf.

Shore, who was beside him, also stretched out his hand, picked up the Master Blade and put it into Black's hand. The young and somewhat arrogant assassin patted Black on the shoulder.

explain:

Take it, he's right.

Fine.

The pirate really couldn't refuse his friend's kindness, and Bian also held the weapon of the Orc Sword Master in his hand. Although this weapon was somewhat similar in style to the Flame Blade Sankesu.

But the quality is indeed much worse:

Lantrexor's Warglaive

Excellent quality

Strengthen armor breaking. Strengthen sharpness. Strengthen bleeding.

There are three attribute entries, one more than ordinary high-quality weapons, which proves that it is also a masterpiece. It is indeed good to use it to familiarize yourself with the skills of the sword before Blake can pick up Sankesu.

The carriage is coming.

Not far away, a red-haired dwarf riding on a buzzing mechanical bird and wearing high-tech engineering goggles screamed, and Blake followed Kelsey Steelshine's voice.

In this silent night, several carriages were driving from the direction of the small town of Stannblad. They were the cars sent by the Alliance military to pick up these heroes.

But the battle is not over yet.

In the valley of darkness behind Black, there are assassins from Ravenholdt and MI7. Under the leadership of two master assassins, Farad and Verless Shadow, they continue to hunt down the remaining Burning Blade Masters. .

They were putting the finishing touches to the battle.

After tonight, the Burning Blade Clan may not be on the verge of collapse immediately.

But without Lao Dahl, without the Flame Blade Sankesu, its decline, and the decline of the sword master clan that has created countless legends, is already unstoppable.

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The carriage was driving on the mountain road, which was bumpy.

Beside Black, the injured Nathanos Maris had been given medicine by the doctor and fell asleep. Shore was on his grandmother's carriage.

Blake was the only one left in this bumpy carriage.

He leaned against the car wall, looked around, then reached into his bag and took out the legendary sword that had lost all elemental flames and returned to its black and simple essence.

This action alarmed the good dog Desolate lying on the side.

But the hound just glanced at Blake and continued to lay down his head, taking a nap while protecting his injured and sleeping master. Obviously, he now considered Blake a harmless and friendly friend.

What a good dog.

Blake applauded and reached out to touch the barren head without recklessness.

Nathanos told him that royal hounds will only have one owner in their lives. They have proud self-esteem and in most cases will not allow anyone other than the owner to touch them.

The pirate took a deep breath.

His fingers touched the hilt of the Legendary Blade, which was covered with a layer of tough animal skin as a scabbard. Then he closed his eyes and could still see the character card emerging in the darkness.

He clicked on the legendary class inscription that he had not clicked on just now.

Just like a drop-down menu.

Detailed information on the Sword Master class:

Legendary class. Juggernaut

Employment requirements:

one:

Requires warrior class level 60 (not satisfied)

Requires talent. Anger control (not satisfied)

Requires talent. Weapon Master (satisfied)

Requires talent. Prediction (not satisfied)

Requires talent. Death wish (not satisfied)

Requires skills. Master Whirlwind (not satisfied)

Requires skills. Master level beheading (not satisfied)

Requires skills. Master level fatal strike (not satisfied)

need.

two:

Requires warrior class level 40 (not satisfied)

Requires Ritual of the Burning Blade (not performed)

Blake frowned more and more.

As expected of a legendary rank, this employment requirement can no longer be described as harsh. When I clicked on the first requirement, what I saw was dissatisfaction.

Blake shook his head helplessly.

It seems that I have thought too much and it is not that easy.

But the second way of taking office made the pirate's eyes become more subtle.

No wonder there was a 'fake' in the investigation information of the Fire Blade Sword Saints before. According to the current employment explanation, those Sword Saints did not take office through the first method.

They took a shortcut with this mysterious 'Fire Blade Ritual'!

It's no wonder that the combat effectiveness of this fake sword master and the real sword master are so different.

Black rubbed the cold handle of the sword, narrowed his eyes, and thought:

“But when I looked at the information about the half-orc swordmaster Lantrisso before, I didn’t see that he had a legendary body, so it’s basically certain that to take up the legendary class, you don’t need to strengthen your body to the legendary state.

But if you want to develop rapidly and fully tap the potential of the legendary class, you must meet the hard requirements of physical fitness. The swordmaster class is an advancement of the warrior class.

It requires the warrior to understand the mysteries of the 'Way of Wrath'.

So if one day in the future, I encounter the legendary advancement of the Assassin's Way, then I will be required to dig out the secret of the 'shadow'.

Blake nodded silently, and he benefited a lot from tonight's discovery.

But soon, the pirates began to think about another problem.

He stared at the class information on his character card. He didn't know what other people were like, but he could have three ordinary classes, and now there were only two: pirate and ranger.

He could still take another job.

So

Do you want to make up for the warrior class that was lost due to the curse of the Eye of Pares? Are you preparing to switch to sword master in the future?

Also, if you think a little deeper.

Is the way of a warrior suitable for me?

In the real world, I'm afraid there is no such thing as talent washing. Even if he gets a cursed item that is the same as Pares, which can reduce his class, Black will not use it.

That thing has too many side effects.

Therefore, he must seriously think about this issue, which will directly determine the path he will take in the future.

The power of legend.

In the bumpy carriage, Blake held the heavy straight-edged sword in both hands, held it in front of his eyes, and examined it carefully.

A few minutes later, he felt tired, so he put the sword back into the magic bag, folded his arms, leaned against the wall of the car, and took a nap.

My mind is in turmoil.

But the moment he fell asleep, he returned to the memory of Prince Drake.

In front of me, there is a blue sea, the sun is shining, the light is scattered, and there are clear and lazy songs, singing about the daughter of the sea, that is the scenery of my hometown.

That is, sailing away.