Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The suppression triangle of the dark cycle ritual in the Warlock Tower was interfered by the "hidden weapon" thrown by Mephistros. Even though Dean Blue Moon was repelled for only a moment, the third lord of Nasrezim still accurately grasped the opportunity.

It howled and created a rolling wave of chaos, breaking the two remaining magic chains on its body, then turned into a bat flying in the sky, and fled towards the twisted void portal behind it.

Seeing that it was impossible to stop him, Black, the stinky pirate who quickly reached an agreement with the "old man" in his hand, took a flying kick.

He definitely has the skills of the national football team for 30 years.

The weird purple-black skull was seen rolling and flying forward quickly. Amidst a burst of ghostly cries and howls, it accurately whirled and smashed into the bat group of the third lord's incarnation.

Immediately, there was a terrifying shadow explosion, and the impact of magic swept across the entire tower in an instant, sending the useless warlocks into a tailspin.

Amidst the screams of the Third Lord, its bat swarm was completely wrapped up in this wave of shadow impact, which was not powerful. The remaining waves surged, converging and smashing the portal to the twisted void.

"Ah! Bastard!"

Mephistroth was forced to re-condensate from the state of a swarm of bats into the entity of the Dread Lord, but it had no way to escape. The moment it reappeared, three legendary mages once again exerted their power, and thicker magical chains were entangled like snakes. Go up.

Three black magic shackles surged from around the Dark Cycle Ceremony, pulling the third lord to his knees and binding its claws behind its back, making it unable to struggle at all.

The evil servants of the stinking pirate did not miss this good opportunity to beat up the drowned dog.

Xal'atas, who had been on the edge of OB before, waiting to see the situation, will now "bravely" pounce.

The iconic spiritual whipping of the Void Essence penetrated into the demonic consciousness of the third lord, and in the malice that evoked the echo of the void, the weakened Dreadlord Lord was trapped at the spiritual level.

The simultaneous attacks on both the psychological and physical levels caused Mephistros to scream in agony.

It knew it had capsized in the gutter this time.

But it doesn't care about its own fate. It is a demon and will not die in the material world. It will only suffer humiliation and torture.

For bastards like the Dread Lords who like to torture others and inflict pain most, while they are proficient in torture and interrogation, they also know that they may fall into such a situation one day.

But for a group of "loyal" secret workers, withstanding severe torture is a basic skill.

The only thing it's not angry about is the betrayal of its own "hidden weapon".

"You pathetic old madman! Your shameful betrayal will not be forgiven by the Legion! The Defiler will reduce you to ashes!"

It roared at the purple-black skull floating up and down in front of it.

The latter was not frightened at all, and was even more dismissive of this weak threat. It was suspended in the air, the dark light in the eye sockets of the skull shone, and the upper and lower jaw bones collided with each other.

In a sarcastic and crazy roar, he answered the third lord's weak threat in pure Eredar language:

"Open your blind dog eyes and look at me! I have already been crushed by that ambitious student! The torture I suffered at the hands of Archimonde is beyond the imagination of a coward demon like you.

Also, how dare you mention the word 'betrayal' in front of me?

hehe. "

This weird floating skull let out a cold laugh that made everyone around it feel cold. It hovered in front of the third lord who was bound and kneeling, as if "taking a deep breath".

"You are a bad student and need a little 'punishment' from your initiated mentor. This will teach you humility and caution in your words and deeds!"

"boom"

This guy sneered and spurted burning shadow flames from his eyes, hitting Mephitus's eyes. Amidst the burning of the dark flames, the third lord let out a miserable wail.

Its eyes were burned out!

The skull, which Blake called "the old man," laughed happily under such torture, as if it felt satisfied and enjoyed the pain of the Dread Lord.

Damn it, this guy must be a lunatic!

"Okay, stop playing around. This is my inner demon. You tortured it to death, how can I use it?"

Just as the Skull of Sachiel let out a maniacal laugh, torturing the demon that enslaved him, a hand with a blue seal stretched out from behind, and accurately clasped the suspended skull inlaid with gold and jade. Forcibly interrupt its torture spell on his head.

"Let go! Rude idiot! How dare you touch the noble head of the great initiate with your dirty hands? I will use an evil magic to burn your flesh and blood!"

Blake's action made the "old man" feel offended.

It screamed and shook its skull, trying to escape from Black's grasp, but the pirate held on to it.

explain:

"Hey, there's a limit to going crazy! I know you hate these demons that enslave you, but now the time for being crazy has passed, and my patience is limited.

I'll talk to you after I finish the work in front of me. "

"Who wants to talk to you? Weak apprentice!

You are just a little bug who has stepped into the dark realm. Your shadow skills are pretty good. In about a few thousand years, you will be qualified to fight against my best students. "

The purple-black skull mocked Blake wantonly.

The stinky pirate curled his lips, loosened the restless skull, and let it float beside him. He retorted:

"Oh? You seem to be proud of your best student? Let me think about it, you should be talking about Archimonde, right? After he betrayed you, cut off your head with his own hands, and made your head into After using the magic weapon, are you still proud of it?

Are you addicted to abuse? Or is it Alzheimer's? Old man Satqir.

Be calm!

I know your details very well, but you know nothing about me.

If you are really as wise and powerful as you claim, you should know that at this time, you should shut up, observe carefully, and wait honestly. "

After speaking, Blake snapped his fingers.

The little murloc flew over on the untamed alien dragon Shadwock, croaking, and dropped a bag of materials for the divine power extraction ritual from a high altitude.

Its new mount is extremely ugly, and its trajectory when flying is also strange.

It was like he was drunk, flying randomly, and emitting void sound waves that could affect the mind. Just one dragon made the entire Warlock Tower noisy like a pig slaughterhouse.

"Shut up!"

Blake turned his head and "glared" at the lawless Shadwalker, who was screaming loudly. The ugly thing even screamed in the sky, but he shrank his neck in fright at the anger.

The acid that was about to be sprayed out to pollute the ground was swallowed back into the stomach obediently.

Its ugly big yellow eyes kept turning, and it knew that the pirate in front of it had reached some agreement with its "boss".

This is the person it cannot afford to offend.

The little murloc screamed and grabbed the two purple horns on Shadwalk's head, forcing it to land on the ground. Then he jumped down, straightened his pirate hat proudly, and began to help Blake in his restraints. Divine power extraction rituals were arranged around Mephistros.

"Well, you weakling has some ideas."

This process was watched by Old Man Sachiel. It kept spinning around Black and said in amazement:

"An evil ritual that I have never seen before. It should be a 'specialty' of your world. It has an aura of wild power and should be the product of witchcraft or shamanism.

Is it used to extract power?

What on earth are you going to do with this Dread Lord's lord? Did I just hear you say the word ‘inner demon’? This reminds me of those demon hunters who made the Legion suffer so much 10,000 years ago.

But you're not a demon hunter, so what does this word mean? "

"For someone who has been beaten to ashes, your thirst for knowledge is really strong."

Blake flicked his fingers and said to the floating skull next to him:

"Well, I allow you to observe my secret ceremony, and you have to tell me some secrets. If you are willing to serve me for a period of time, I can 'lend' this Enlightenment Mark to you.

Is this a fair deal? "

"Lend it to me? What a shameless statement!"

The Skull of Thal'kiel screamed in dissatisfaction:

"That was originally my thing!

That is one-third of the Crown of Argus. It represents the identity mark of the supreme controller of the Enlightenment Academy. It is also the most important magical treasure in the world of Argus.

I don't know how you got it back from Archimonde, but you have no right to hold it!

You don’t even know what it means.”

"What if I knew?"

Blake tossed the purple gem marked "Argus Artifact" on the character card in his other hand up and down. He glanced at the chattering skull beside him and said in a very sly tone:

"The Mark of Enlightenment, the Laurel of Knowledge, and the Eye of the Prophet, when combined, the three gems can form something called the 'Crown of the Governor', which represents the weight of the ancient history and civilization of the Eredar and the world of Argus. .

The Mark of Enlightenment was indeed once in your hand.

I am also very clear about your identity. You are the leader of the great Academy of Enlightenment, the best arcanist ever in the world of Argus, the first Eredar to come into contact with demons and fel energy, and the highest rank among the stars. The summoning master of the number.

Of course, the most important identity is naturally the mentor of Archimonde the Polluter.

Lord Thaqir.

I also know that you once formed a triumvirate with Prophet Velen and Vindicator Lord Kil'jaeden to manage and rule the entire prosperous world of Argus.

Until you explored endless knowledge, went deep into the dark realm, listened to the call from the fallen titan, gave up the arcane way, and devoted yourself to evil and demonic power, you have always been the representative of wisdom and reason in the world of Argus. By.

I even know that your power is so powerful that young Archimonde was convinced. "

Having said this, Black paused for a moment and glanced at the divine power extraction ceremony that the little fish man had completed. The strange-looking little guy even made a "please" gesture for his owner in a playful manner.

Blake Shiran stepped forward, drew out the legendary sword, and drew a line on his palm.

As the blood dripped, the bound Memphis Toss suddenly let out a tragic scream, and it could feel that its core strength was being drained away.

In front of the translucent character card, familiar words are beating:

High-level divine power is being extracted. Power attributes: evil energy, shadow. Power path: Third Lord Mephistros and more advanced power path: Dark Titan Sargeras.

This third lord actually has two core divine powers. In addition to the evil attributes of high-level demons, he also has the power of shadow. He is indeed the guy who has the deepest knowledge of the shadow among the Dread Lords.

Faced with such "delicious food", Blake devoured it without hesitation.

When the evil divine power was no longer needed, it was thrown into the divine power column to form a thing called "Mephistros Blue Evil Wings", and the power of shadow was directly absorbed into the pirate's body and transformed.

In the rising waves of shadow, Blake felt like he was soaked in warmth, and he let out a pleasant moan.

In the talent column of the character card, there is also a new talent called "Shadow Creeping", which gives the pirate the most advanced shadow affinity, making his shadow magic more destructive and precise.

As Mephistroth became weaker and weaker, the third lord could only curse the arrogant and weird guy in front of him in devilish language, but Black turned a deaf ear to it.

He continued to "chat" with Uncle Saqil, constantly exposing his dark history:

"More than one person has secretly warned you about how Archimonde covets your power and influence, but you, being arrogant, stubbornly believe that this is untrue.

You dismiss these potentially life-saving warnings.

In your eyes, the apprentice named 'Archimund' is very well-behaved, loyal, and very good at talking.

In order to please you, the young polluter went to great lengths to customize a crown of enlightenment for you. It is said that he even measured your head circumference himself.

So, Mr. Satqir, whose eyes were blinded by arrogance and thus suffered a bitter fruit, is extremely miserable. Where is your beautiful crown now?

Hahaha.

Your former companion Velen is the wisest prophet in the world of Argus, and I am the pirate prophet in my world, so don't say the word 'qualification' in front of me.

It is your honor that I can take a fancy to you, and that I can use you, not mine.

After all, you lost to Archimonde's backstab.

And I won it head-on! "

After saying that, Blake pulled off his robe, revealing his upper body which was covered with exquisite and sultry evil tattoos. On his skin, the originally slightly empty tattoos had been filled in.

This set of enhanced magic patterns has not yet been completed, but it is completely enough to restrain a weak third lord.

"Come, the Dreadlord with beautiful blue wings, merge with me, become the devil in my heart, and serve me."

Black stretched out his hand and placed it on the handsome blue devil horns of Mephistros, who was already so weak that he was lying on the ground.

As the magic patterns on its body lit up one by one, amidst Nasrezim's screams, its body was burned and dissipated from the material world with shadows, and under the forced shaping of the binding magic patterns, it was Imprisoned in the "spiritual cage" of the stinky pirates.

Writing appeared on the character card again:

You once again personally imprisoned a powerful and evil creature, and you are worthy of the Warden's oath and code.

The title of [Junior Warden] was promoted to [Elite Warden].

When wearing this title, the lethality against all chaos-side creatures is increased.

There is a high chance of [deterrence] weak chaotic creatures and causing [panic effect] to them, but it can also provoke powerful chaotic creatures, causing them to take the initiative to attack you.

When wearing this title, the effect of the Warden's combat skills is improved, the effect of [Confining Blade] is strengthened, and the time the enemy loses sight will be extended to a maximum of 10 seconds.

"Shua"

On top of the Warlock Tower, Blake used this familiar power. When the Demonic Incarnation was activated, a pair of beautiful sea-blue wings wrapped around the billowing shadow smoke suddenly opened up behind the pirate.

On top of his twisted and pale cheeks, there were also two more blue crystallized horns.

He looked at his companions and subordinates with his distorted and elongated demon face, holding the suspended Skull of Tha'kiel in his right hand, and picking up the smoky Skull of Gul'dan with his left hand.

Holding two dark skulls in his hands, he flapped his wings and asked in a dumb voice:

"Everyone, are my 'new clothes' beautiful?"