Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 611 164. The stinky pirate who pulls monsters with his face--Additional update for the birth of the baby [1930]

Outside Dalaran, above Lake Lordamre, Grom Hellscream's crazy slashing, and the support of Ysera the Awakened and the legendary mages, made Deathwing have no time to worry about the continuation of the Cataclysm.

The tumbling earthquake has returned to calm after destroying two-thirds of the Tirisfal region.

Deathwing retreats.

The fallen dragon king is very angry, but it must go now.

The wound on the origin steel plate that was lifted behind it has already seen flesh and blood cracking. If it doesn't move away, the skyrocketing void flesh and blood in its body will completely change its form of existence.

It can be said that the powerful Deathwing was not defeated by mortals today, it was defeated by itself. Of course, the headshots of the two orcs also played a big promoting role.

But this is not a fatal injury.

At best, it only made Deathwing feel pain.

In the joyful howl of the little star, she carried Blake and the idiot warrior Fenner flying around in the air, spitting her little splash of ice breath at the terrifying Deathwing.

She is perhaps the boldest and luckiest young dragon the dragonflight has ever produced.

As long as Deathwing can be driven away today, Little Star can proudly give himself the powerful title of Terminator of World Destruction when introducing himself to other dragons.

She can proudly claim that she fought fiercely with the two dragon kings and countless mortal warriors to defeat Deathwing's conspiracy to destroy the world.

Sir Black, come here, I have something important to tell you.

As she flew across the sky again, shaking her head and tail pretending to be a main output, behind the elemental phoenix next to her, Kael'thas Sunstrider, who really assumed the responsibility of the main attacker, threw out arcane shocks with terrifying energy. Calling the name of the smelly pirate.

At Black's signal, Little Star temporarily put down the important task of attacking Deathwing and flapped its wings to come to the warm and beautiful Phoenix.

I can't be distracted here, but my people were kidnapped by the evil Amani troll chief and went to the Violet Castle. If I don't go, their lives will be in danger.

Kael'thas whispered to Black:

I heard that hiring you requires some compensation. I would like to ask you to rescue my compatriots for me. Please rest assured that I will pay enough compensation.

As he spoke, Prince Kael'thas handed over the legendary dagger Infinity Blade in his collection.

This generous gesture made Blake raise a brow.

It's just to save people, is it necessary to be so generous? Or is it that this handsome and intelligent prince in front of him wants to take this opportunity to win over him?

Perhaps it was because he saw the super energy he showed in today's series of events. Haha, who said Kael'thas Sunstrider was simple?

This can win over people's hearts, but it's no worse than those wily politicians.

And this boldness of action really made Blake feeling respectful.

Okay, I'll take this job.

The pirate nodded and said:

But forget about this dagger. I know it was a not-so-successful 'experiment'. Your craftsmen wanted to make it into a magical weapon with both destructive power and magical effects. Unfortunately, they only made a four-dimensional weapon. Come.

It's not a weapon that an assassin should use, so I'll give it another reward.

I want the 'disintegration staff' that can be immune to psychic magic.

This answer made Kael'thas raise his eyebrows, and he said in a strange tone:

You know the properties and names of my collection so clearly, should I feel scared?

No, there is absolutely no need to be afraid.

Blake grinned and said:

We are friends, right? How can friends be wary of each other? But since we are already friends, it is somewhat awkward to call each other by our full names, so why don't we change our names.

Can I call you 'Kaizi' from now on?

Please don't call me that!

Kael'thas said with a straight face, glanced at the legendary staff he was using, and said:

After the battle, I will wipe it clean and give it to you as reward.

Okay, I believe in your character.

Blake nodded, patted the dragon horn of the little star beside his hand, and urged the reluctant blue dragon to fly towards Dalaran City. As she flew, she complained:

I want to stay here and attack Deathwing! This is the duty and mission that I must fulfill as a blue dragon! Oh, don't hit me on the head, you bad captain.

You're out of breath after saying you're fat. How about I evacuate everyone and you can deal with Deathwing alone?

Blake rolled his eyes and said critically:

You are really getting more and more confused about your own strength. You can't continue like this. Now I am leading you to earn 'achievements'. Just because you are a dead boss doesn't mean you are really strong.

I'm really worried that if you continue to expand like this, sooner or later you will cause trouble that you can't solve.

After this is over, you go back to Nathalas Academy and do hundreds of exercises to calm down. When will you calm down and when will I let you out again?

whispering sound.

Little Star curled her lips in dissatisfaction, but she did not refute, but accelerated her speed past the paladins and priests below who were resisting the demon attack, and flew quickly towards the burning Violet Castle.

I'll rely on you later.

The pirate threw his warp cutter sword to Fenner. He panted and stroked his chest, looking at a series of negative terms such as serious injury, loss of magic power, weakness that were clearly displayed on the character card in front of him.

Whispered:

The aftereffects of my manipulation of the Eye of Dalaran are still there, and I can't fight for the time being. I will send you a surprise attack to the top of the Violet Castle in a moment. You can find an opportunity to rush in and rescue all the elves.

My chief retainer should be ambushing you there, and she will assist you in rescuing people. I'll find a place to rest there and deal with any trouble that may arise later.

Um?

Fenna took the legendary sword thrown by her brother, her eyes widened and she said:

No way! It's already like this, and the World Destroyer has appeared. Do you still think there will be problems later? Today is scary enough. I'm still thinking about returning to Quel'Thalas to recuperate after this is over. year.

What I experienced today is enough for me to taste slowly for several years to come.

What's this in front of you?

The pirate raised his head, gently pulled off his blindfold, and glanced at the increasingly gloomy sky. It was obviously dusk, but the pale light in the sky still seemed to indicate some upcoming ominous situation.

He said softly:

“I also hope that this exciting day will end here, and that everyone will live a beautiful and peaceful life after experiencing so many things, but in fact, the real big BOSS has not yet arrived.

To be honest, I also thought about luring Deathwing and the Archdemon to kill each other, but that was almost impossible.

Alas, the more I think about it and the more I try, the more I realize that human wisdom has its limits. Sometimes I really think about how nice it would be to stop being a human being.

What a strange idea you have!

Fenna glared at her bratty brother. She took out her heavy shield and waved the warp cutter in her hand to feel it. She quickly prepared for a surprise attack from behind the blue dragon.

But when they flew above the Violet Castle, the battle below was already in full swing.

Putting aside the fight to the death between Lothar and Zul'jin, on Varian Wrynn's side, the young king was being chased and beaten by the Amani Troll's sorcerer lord Malacath using voodoo magic. .

The old troll, wearing a strange robe, with sinister aura and cloudy eyes, actually used a rare soul spell. Under his evil spell, the originally brave young king turned pale.

He was carrying a battle ax, but he could only rely on the protection of the holy light. He was chased and beaten by a group of troll berserkers, and he was in a terrible state.

Go down and help him.

Blake pushed Fenna off the dragon's back, and the half-elf warrior did not give up. He launched a heroic leap in the air, holding a heavy shield and sword like a terminator, and blasted into the trolls' lines.

When he landed, he slammed down the heavy shield in his hand, and his anger turned into a tide and was compressed and released along the front of the shield. The low shock wave knocked a row of trolls to the ground, and was trampled and pierced by Fenner's cruel shield attack.

Her Azzinoth war shield is covered with magic steel spikes. This thing is not so much for defense as it is for offense.

Any troll hit by a heavy shield would scream and be pierced through the body. After a few rounds, no troll dared to approach Fenna, and the little stars howled across the sky, leaving their little splashes Breathe out downwards.

This ice breath was useless when hitting Deathwing, but when it fell on the trolls, it was an unbearable cold, and a row of human walls was frozen in an instant.

They were all shattered by Fenner's charge and shock wave sweep.

With the addition of these two new forces, Varian's pressure was suddenly reduced by half. The young king was filled with courage, and turned on the disciplinary aura of the paladin, and charged towards the sorcerer lord with Trollbane's battle ax. past.

The old troll was not afraid.

It sneered and wanted to throw out a mental control, using the young king as its puppet to attack the half-elf, but at the moment when it was casting the spell with all its heart, tattered rags quietly emerged from its shadow. Rotten stinking pirates.

The warp cutter was given to Finna, but it didn't matter, he still had the same deadly thing in his hand.

The two Shadow Moon Blades rotated at high speed in the hands of the stinking pirates, and they were shot forward with a shadow attack method, one left and one right. Under the fatal backstab of the watcher who ignored the defense, the sorcery lord's confident voodoo shield was no match. A piece of paper is tougher.

The old troll's left arm was cut off by a knife as blood splattered everywhere. The pain made him grin, and he turned around and threw a stolen Holy Light Judgment spell at the pirate, but of course it was in vain.

The stinky pirate is weak.

But when it comes to escaping, he has never been afraid of anyone.

Whoosh

The moment Blake disappeared into the shadows, a deadly arrow flew from the edge of the castle, spinning at high speed and piercing the heart of a troll berserker. Fuzzy flesh and blood shot out from the other side.

The sorcerer lord Malacath never expected that the deadly assassin was actually a bait to attract him to relax his vigilance, and that the real killing move was yet to come.

Tutor, although you are said to be on 'vacation', your efficiency is a bit too low.

Black staggered and appeared from General Lyresa who had climbed to the top of the castle. He stumbled and was supported by Windrunner's mother. He complained:

I, the seriously injured person, need to come forward.

I just killed a legendary Loa priest down there, and also killed a legendary doom lord who was blocking the way.

Windrunner’s mother said expressionlessly:

I think I will rush over now, and the efficiency cannot be considered bad. By the way, the body of the Dragon Eagle God priest was 'bought' by a strange-looking skeleton pirate.

He said he was your friend and the offer was quite high.

Ah, that's it, then it's okay.

Blake grinned, panted and walked to the side, reaching out and unlocking the door of a troll cage. A dozen children inside, who were protected by a gray-faced girl, immediately burst into tears.

The moment the long-legged girl saw Blake, she rushed out crying and hugged Blake tightly like a koala and wouldn't let go.

After looking at it, I realized that he was still an acquaintance.

Caitlin, Caitlin, why are you so unlucky? Even if the trolls are hunting down civilians, why are you, the daughter of an archmage, captured as a sacrifice?

Blake sat weakly on the box next to him, with a hint of teasing, and said to Caitlin Ruinweaver, who was covering her eyes and squatting on the ground crying:

Let me ask you, do you still want to take risks in the future?

I won't go, wuwuwu, I'm scared to death.

The long-legged girl who had been rescued once by the stinky pirate was now shaking her body, and it looked like she was really frightened. Her situation is indeed dangerous. If Lothar comes a few minutes late, she and the children she protects will be sacrificed by the trolls.

Stop crying. Crying makes me upset. Go and help save people. I'm looking for two knives for myself.

The pirate scolded angrily:

Lotha and Zul'jin are about to decide the winner. No matter who wins or loses, the trolls on the opposite side will not let us leave. There will be a fierce battle to be fought soon.

Captain! Deathwing is charging this way, it's going to run away!

The condescending little star howled and flew over, shouting a warning to Blake. The pirate was stunned for a moment, then stood up and looked into the distance. As expected, the fallen dragon king was howling and spilling blood while rushing towards this side.

It really looked like he was about to run away, but Blake felt terrified at this moment.

His eyes fell on Lothar, who was fighting desperately in front of Zuljin, and then he touched his heart, and he shouted:

No! Its target is Lothar and me. It wants to take a deep breath before leaving, and then complete its goal of causing trouble to the human world. Its two goals come together, and it wants to kill us in one pot!

What the hell! This hatred is too stable. It seems that I chose the way of a warrior at the beginning, and I guess I am a good player now.

quick!

Abandon ship!

Everyone!

Abandon ship immediately!