Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Fly, fly, fly back to Dalaran quickly to get reinforcements. I may not be able to handle this guy alone."

The hippogryph flying rapidly across Lake Lordamre passed diagonally across the ground of the Silver Pine Forest. When it was five or six meters close to the ground, the pirate on the saddle rolled and fell to the ground.

When he landed lightly, he waved to the hippogryph hovering above him and shouted.

The loyal sky neighed, unwilling to leave its master who was still in danger, but it also realized that his master needed help. There was a very ferocious big green skin chasing behind him, and he could not help his master by staying here.

Then the hippogryph neighed loudly, and while Blake burrowed into the forest, it flapped its wings and flew into the sky.

The pirate didn't stop at all after landing. As soon as he ran into the forest, he started throwing various hunter's traps that he had gotten from old Hemet everywhere around him.

It seems that they plan to turn this complex forest into a trap area to hinder the pursuit of the pursuers behind them.

The Spirit String Longbow was lent to Nathanos, and now Black had a black iron sniper rifle "borrowed" from Hemet. Fortunately, he was learning to use this thing in the past few days.

"Buzz"

The pirate snapped his fingers, created a fel portal, and summoned his three demonic servants in the Silver Pine Forest.

When these three guys fought against the rebellious assassins just now, they all drank the delicacies of blood and souls. They had no complaints when they were summoned a second time. They lined up in a row and waited for the master's orders.

"I'm going to put it bluntly, I need you to be bait."

Blake stuffed four trap clips into his hunting boots, stuffed a pointed mammoth hunting bullet into the gun chamber, pulled the safety with a click, and said to his three demons:

"A sword master is hunting me. He is probably going to enter this forest soon. That guy's Wind Step has been practiced to an extremely high level. I can't even sense him when he is hiding.

I dropped the trap, but it wasn't enough. I didn't use the trap well enough. I need you to lure him out.

But to be honest, with his fighting prowess, the three of you probably can’t withstand a single blow.

The burst damage of the Juggernaut is terrifying. "

As he spoke, the pirate glanced at his left hand. His wrist was still hurting, and his five fingers were trembling abnormally. This was due to his fight with the Fire Blade Sword Saint Samuro when he left the city of Lordaeron just now. The result of one cut.

If it hadn't been for the pirate's use of the Shadow Cloak and Blink just now, he would have been split in half by the Juggernaut's jumping slash. That guy's strength and swordsmanship skills are definitely superior to Old Dar's Triple Blood Blade!

He is the most powerful sword master among the orcs.

"No problem, Master of All Evil! We don't really die in the material world, and killing and being killed is the way of the Legion!"

The crazy Clintland carried the magic steel axe, and said angrily:

"But I still want to experience that powerful feeling just now, your evil and dark magic, the magic that can strengthen me into an advanced form.

I need to adapt to the form and combat power of the Wrath Guard in advance to lay the foundation for my promotion in the near future. "

"This is simple."

The pirate raised his hand and threw a dominion talisman on the demon guard. Amid Clinflan's surprised laughter, it was once again temporarily strengthened into the form of the angry guard.

This guy took out the big hammer he was carrying on his back, held two heavy weapons that burned evil energy, turned around and rushed into the jungle.

It roared defiantly.

I hope to fight against that Fire Blade Sword Master, feel the brutal collision of power, and find the meaning of existence as a demon in the battle.

Compared to Clintland, who is easy to deal with, the remaining two guys have a lot to ask for.

"Ah, my extremely evil master, I want an elite hellhound as my war beast and mighty mount. This will give me respect among the mouth-splitting brats."

The little devil Daglop jumped up and down, and said in a humble and cunning tone:

"If you can help your poor servant achieve this humble fantasy, I will die ten thousand times for you!"

"We'll talk about it later when I'm free."

Blake wiped the scope of the black iron sniper rifle, took out the hunting snake oil and inserted it into his waist. He replied casually. The kid laughed, escaped into the phase, and ran to carry out the mission to die.

Finally, there’s Glazer, the Big Eyed Demon.

This guy has been quite silent since he made the contract with Black, and has honestly performed all the tasks of fighting and tracking, but this time it also made its own request for the first time:

"My master, from your few words, I sensed that the Magic City of Dalaran is about to face a disaster. I have a small request. I hope to get the knowledge in the library of the Magic City.

Any knowledge will do, as long as it's something I don't know.

This is also the content of my contract with you. "

"This is easier."

The pirate whistled and said to Glazer:

“You go and die first.

After you are resurrected from the Twisting Nether, I guarantee that you will be able to see the knowledge you want, all kinds of knowledge. You know, I always mean what I say. "

After saying that, Blake took a step back and took advantage of the shadow of the forest to jump into Shadow Escape.

He jumped onto the branch with a light movement, found a commanding sniper point, and raised the cold sniper rifle in his hand, but there was no need to use the scope.

Black's three demons were scattered throughout the forest, and the two war beasts were still in Lordaeron and were heading here.

To be honest, the pirates did not intend to let Bighorn and Frostclaw join the battle against Samuro.

Mainly because it's too dangerous.

The enhanced attack of the Juggernaut profession when it emerges from the stealth state called "Wind Step" is really deadly. The big horns and frost claws may not be able to withstand it. Losing one is enough to make Black heartbroken.

What?

You said the devil is also his pet?

LOL.

Isn't a servant like the devil, who can be resurrected infinitely, used as perfect cannon fodder in this scenario?

"How long will it be before we have another demon transformation?"

Blake, who was hiding, breathed slowly, relying on the characteristic perception of endless hunting, observing the surroundings vigilantly, and asked the devil in his heart, Cassanatil replied with a dissatisfied tone:

"You just make me work and don't give me food. I'm already very weak. I have to wait at least another half day. Of course, if there is a delicious meal for my soul to enjoy, then I will work hard and squeeze out some strength for you to use. .”

"I think you're in need of a ejaculation."

Blake sneered and said:

"You really thought that no one could suppress you after Xal'atath left, right? What I want to tell you is that Xal'atath has only left half of it. As long as I need her, she can come back at any time.

Do you want to experience the feeling of being ‘above the void’ again?

be prepared!

I'll need you to join the fight at any time. "

"I'm no match for him."

Cassanatil said with an extremely depressed and helpless tone:

"I'm too weak, and that sword master's destructive power is too strong. If I can get my evil power back, maybe"

"Stop dreaming."

The pirate ruthlessly interrupted the devil's fantasy in his heart. He said:

"There is only one step left before you will be transformed into a shadow creature. You can't use the evil power even if it is given to you now. Just transform to the shadow side honestly.

boom"

The black iron sniper rifle in Blake's hand suddenly swung outwards. At the moment when Clintland was slashed to death and his soul was sent back to the twisted void, a bullet whizzed out in a sniper stance, killing Samuro who was about to escape into the Wind Step. One shot to pieces.

All right.

Just an illusion of power.

This is the unique power mode of the Juggernauts. They can use the elemental beads and Juggernaut inheritance on their bodies to create their own mirror image, which can be used in various situations such as confusion, siege and breakout.

Old Dahl Triple Bloodblade, who was killed during the war, was a master of mirror images. He could move his own entity back and forth in his own mirror image, making it almost impossible to detect.

The most exaggerated thing about the Juggernaut's mirror images is that the mirror images they create are also offensive, almost no different from living beings.

And judging from the way Clifland was killed by Samuro's Sword Master mirror just now, this difficult Samuro is probably also a mirror master himself.

The attack power of his mirror image is most likely no different from his true body.

In other words, once a pirate is approached by Samuro, he may have to face the siege of three or four Juggernauts with extremely destructive power.

Its difficulty is evident.

"Click"

Another bullet was loaded. Black wore an eye patch and a helmet, and jumped lightly on the branch to another place. A few seconds later, the big-eyed demon Glazer was also hacked to death, and Samuro's second mirror image was also killed. Pirates smashed.

And this time, when the Fire Blade Sword Master jumped into the Wind Step, he stepped on the frost trap dropped by the pirates. The hunting boots skill was activated, and a hunter's mark was added to the Sword Master.

Although it was washed away by Samuro with the power of the elements in the next second, this second was enough for Blake to fire another sniper shot and shatter his last mirror image.

"Great, you're the only one left."

Blake threw the sniper rifle with smoke from the muzzle back into his bag, pulled out the warp cutter and the fragment of Azzinoth in the shadows, and moved his body to have another close combat with Samuro.

His assassin's way has entered the stage of integrating legendary power, and he needs such a powerful opponent to accelerate his understanding at this time.

But at the moment when the pirate silently jumped off the branch, his figure suddenly flashed in the air, dodging the shadow attack from behind. When he landed, Black's body rotated, and the third person who attacked also rotated his body.

"Kakaka"

The cloaks with fine jagged edges collided and vibrated in the air, bringing out little sparks. The two people's blade whirlwinds were offset by each other in the collision.

The pirate did not retreat but advanced. He raised the two blades in his hands and collided with the opponent's Shadow Moon Blade several times. The moment he was knocked back, he pulled out the double-barreled shotgun from his chest and pulled the trigger at the slender figure in front of him.

"boom"

Four bullets with extremely high impact were fired randomly on Nasa's Moon Night Armor. The impact hit the Watcher and he jumped back twice to offset it.

The pirate moved his body and gripped the weapon again. He took a look at his armor and saw that there were three or four cutting marks on it, while Nasa's armor also had smoke and slash marks on it.

"Buzz"

Nasa moved her left hand, and the Shadow Moon Blade that had been snatched away by Blake was snatched back by her in the close encounter, and her weapon was back in her hand again.

The warden of the double moon blades lowered his body slightly, his hands drooped, and a dark light shone on the two moon blades.

"You take good care of my weapons, pirate fanatic. I should probably say thank you."

Nasa's raging voice came out from under the owl's war helmet, and she said with sarcasm:

"Just go ahead and capture me. I will take you back to the Watcher's Crypt. Ms. Maiev will personally interrogate you as to how you got your Watcher heritage."

"Okay, I'd love to."

The pirate put his weapon back on his waist, really looking like he was about to be captured.

He was not surprised by Nasa's appearance. In fact, the fact that the Watchers had only sent someone to appear in front of him now made him feel a little weird.

The legendary watchers are not so inefficient in their actions.

When he saw Nassa finally appear, Blake even felt as if a stone had fallen to the ground.

Enemies that can be seen are never worth fearing, but those who are hidden are the ones to be feared the most.

He said:

"I would be happy to return to my cage with you, Lord Warden, but there is a very scary guy chasing me behind me. Why don't you get rid of him for me and show the ignorant orcs what real watch means?" By?

I will definitely stay here and wait for you to come back victorious. "

"I am not interested."

Nasa said this, with a cold air exuding from her body, and took a step forward with her double moon blades.

Blake tilted his head, grinned and said:

"Well, I guess this is not up to you. I prepared a 'gift' for Maiev. You can bring it back for me. Oh, by the way, I just sent a letter to Illidan Stormrage a few days ago."

After saying that, the pirate raised his hand and threw something towards the watcher in front of him, but the latter easily dodged it.

That thing was inserted under Nasa's feet when it landed. It was a dark and simple two-handed sword, made of obsidian-like material, with elemental scratches on it, revealing an awe-inspiring aura.

"Hey, I gave her the stuff, don't ask me for it!"

Blake turned his head and shouted something behind him, jumped into the shadows with a whoosh, and ran out of the forest.

At the same time, the figure of the Fire Blade Sword Saint Samuro also appeared from the Wind Step, reaching out to grab the Flame Blade Sankesu stuck in front of Nasa's eyes.

He crossed two worlds just for this ancestral sword of the Fire Blade Clan. Only it can continue to pass on the orthodox sword master's way.

But Samuro's sudden appearance really startled Nasa.

The elite warden of the Watchers didn't even notice that there was an orc hiding around him and the pirates who was not easy to mess with.

"boom"

The moon blade slashed forward with a shadow attack, but Samuro dodged it with a nimbly move. The one-handed sword stuck in his waist was also drawn out, and in the exquisite swordsmanship block, the moon blade was deflected.

The orc didn't want to fight this weird elf at all. He just wanted to leave with his sword.

But when he reached out to grab the sword for the second time, the thing was carried by a hook and flew into Nasa's hand. The warden of the watch threw the sword back into his bag and said indifferently:

"Didn't you hear what he said? This legendary blade is a gift to Ms. Maiev. You rude orc!"

"Drop it, or stay alive, elf."

Samuro said in a dissatisfied tone:

"I'm not in the mood to play with you anymore!"

"snort"

Nasa's response to this was very cold, and she retreated into the shadows after a disdainful nasal sound. Black just said that he had communicated with the traitor Illidan before?

The lady will be delighted by this news.

He must be caught!