Shadow Trails in Azeroth

There was a loud bang, and Black, who had just jumped down from behind the hippogryph and landed on the bloody Gilneas battleship, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him.

The huge black ship had joined Black's Alpaca during the tour of Zandalar Island. It would be severely damaged by the close-range artillery fire from Dailin's temporary ship.

The first-class battleship had nearly 60 large and small naval guns in the four gun decks above and below one side of the ship. There were also two large-caliber main guns fixed on the second-level gun deck facing the left and right sides.

The smoke from a volley nearly obscured the sky.

The continuous firing of large and small naval guns was like continuous thunder, making the surrounding pirates tremble and even frightening the North Sea sea monsters who were showing off their evil in the sea.

No matter how much the little fish man urged, it was unwilling to get close to the black ship.

There was fire rising in the billowing white smoke that represented destruction. Under Black's regretful gaze, the Alpaca's huge mainmast pulled the sail and fell diagonally.

Soon, the ship began to capsize.

Its lower keel was broken from the front end by the underwater ram of the Northern Lord.

A large amount of water had begun to enter the cabin, and the tilting and burning of the ballast made the ship scream like a dying beast in the smoke-filled sea.

Fortunately, the Vulpera caravan, alpacas, and coyote dens stored in the Alpaca before this emergency departure were all moved out. Otherwise, this blow would have completely wiped out Eudora's Vulpera.

In the sky, Captain Eudora, sitting on Forslag's goblin bomber, watched with tears in his eyes as his home was destroyed, and the little fox-man's eyes turned red.

She gritted her teeth and cursed in the sky, vowing to make damn Dai Lin pay for this.

On the sea, dozens of small sampans that had been thrown into the sea in advance were filled with sailors who had escaped before the Alpaca capsized.

They stood on the undulating small boat, watching their big ship sink into the sea bit by bit amid the flames with their confused and fearful eyes.

It only takes one round of strafing and these guys will sink to the bottom of the sea with their ship.

But Dai Lin will not look down on these small fish and shrimps at all.

His target has moved to another large ship, the Wharton.

With the help of the high-ranking sea sage calling the sea, the black Northern Lord turned a corner at high speed among the burning wreckage near the Alpaca. As Dai Lin waved his command sword, this extremely brave war beast returned again. He opened his fangs once and charged towards his next prey.

This doesn't feel like war anymore.

It's more like a hunt.

Dai Lin is the ruthless master hunter. He lets go of those weak prey that are not worthy of being hunted. He is greedy and arrogant and only seeks the most dazzling results.

And once the Wharton is destroyed by his naval guns again, the bomber formation of the Immortal Fleet will completely lose its foothold on the sea. The fuel consumption rate of the modified carrier-based aircraft is not enough for them to find new ones before they fall. the foothold.

Although there was a Tide Island not far from the battle zone, Dai Lin suggested that Lord Darius deploy an elite marine force on the island in advance.

It is too difficult for the undead pirates who have suffered heavy losses to seize the island.

As expected of Dai Lin, she could see the biggest weakness of Blake's new tactics at a glance, and accurately grasped this weakness, rushed in all the way, and beat the undead fleet to its knees.

They weren't beaten hard by the Gilneans today.

If the scene before them means failure, then they were completely defeated by Dai Lin alone.

But there is good news.

When Blake saw Lord Darius Crowley, the commander of the vanguard fleet that was being disrupted at this time, in the mist of the ocean behind him, Moon Eater Baku let out a sound of joy when he felt that the summoning ritual from another world had been broken. roared.

This cunning alien monster sank to the bottom of the sea smoothly, and then left the war zone without restraint.

It passed through the ocean below the Gilnean warship, swinging its body casually to create waves that kept rising and falling on the sea, throwing the sailors on the Gilnean warship to pieces.

He left, perhaps resenting the Gilneans' attempts to control it.

Before diving into the deep sea, Gao Gao stuck his head out and locked onto Darius Crowley, who was fighting the sea giant. A demigod's spiritual shock hit him as a parting gift to the Gilneans.

This spiritual shock even caused a thunderous shock on the physical level, making the red Greymane seem like it was hit by a heavy cannon. The whole ship bounced up with a clang and slammed into the sea.

The northern lord cried out in pain, covering his head and shaking.

This time he almost turned into a drooling fool.

The retreat of the Moon Eater means that the two ghost ships, the Nagfar and the Sister of Mercy, which were blocked, can finally let go and fight.

Dive! Dive!

The first mate Sephiel, who took over Black's command, waved his arms in a loud voice, and the ghost ship sank into the sea quietly and quietly.

As the water washed away, fragments of the keel continued to fall from the broken collision angle in front of the ghost ship. Seifer exclaimed when he saw this.

In front of the Nagfar battleship, a dark source matter horn was growing bit by bit.

Probably feeling the anger and dissatisfaction in Blake's heart, the Nagfar was also full of fighting spirit at this time. After enduring the severe pain to push out the new collision angle, it immediately entered a state of submarine hunting.

Quickly correcting its position under the deep water, it locked onto a small third-class battleship at the edge of the fleet. Amid the carnival shouts of Sephiel and a group of warlocks, the brave ghost ship roared from the water and crashed into the ship just now. The side of the battleship after firing.

The extremely sharp and unparalleled toughness of the source of the horn easily penetrated the hull of the Gilneas warship, and was knocked over by the Nag'far's pseudo-sea charge.

At the same time, the Sister of Mercy, which was filled with goblin artillery, also rushed out of the fog.

Amid the shouts of the old pirate ghost captain waving his rusty sword, the hedgehog-like black gunboat slyly sailed into the center of the two battleships.

It fired simultaneously on both sides.

With far more firepower than its size deserves, the Sister of Mercy's sailing bombardment was like a perfect double assassination from a deadly assassin.

The large and small artillery on both sides roared one after another, creating a cloud of gunpowder smoke that blocked the sky and was almost choking. The concentration of the white smoke could almost be used as a smoke bomb.

This round of perfectly timed assassination bombardment left the decks, hulls, stern towers and masts of two warships of the same tonnage riddled with holes, and all the sailors on board were wiped out.

The sea giants who had already killed three brothers swarmed forward in anger. They brutally used the anchors and chains in their hands to tear the two severely damaged warships apart on the sea.

This cruel scene was in sharp contrast to the situation in the sea behind where Dai Lin commanded several of his warships to mercilessly slaughter the pirates.

Both sides are racing against time to carry out the house-changing operation.

It's like two competitive athletes gave up their head-to-head confrontation and instead competed to see who was more ferocious, ruthless and ruthless.

boom

The roar of the double-barreled shotgun rang out on the deck of the red Gilnean second flagship Greymane. The northern lord Darius, who had just killed the second sea giant, glanced at the bullet marks on the hand axe, and then looked at it again. Look at the twisted pointed bullets at your feet.

Finally he turned and looked to his side.

There was a female elf wearing black armor and holding a dark war bow, and she drew the bow string towards him. The sharp arrow aimed at him shone with black magic power, which made the legendary warrior's scalp numb for a while.

What's even worse is that the veterans of the Gray Wolf Brigade who are following him in the charge are being killed one after another at a terrifying speed.

It was like an invisible ghost running across the deck.

No matter how elite the soldier was when facing him, he would be stabbed over with a knife. Darius could not detect the guy's aura at all, but the continuous vibrations like when a tree fell down made the legendary warrior take notice.

He was being targeted.

These pirates used Dai Lin's intimidation tactics against them and used them on themselves!

Once they are defeated, the vanguard fleet's morale will definitely collapse immediately under the dual ravages of the sea giant and the ghost ship, and Dai Lin's side will also have to retreat.

So cunning.

But the prerequisite for the success of their strategy is that they must be defeated!

Although he was shocked by the alien demigod just now, the pale-faced northern lord would not just give in!

Do you really think you can defeat the men of Gilneas so easily?

The moment Windrunner's mother's mourning arrow was shot, the northern lord burst into anger, threw an ax and collided with the arrow of darkness, and then made a powerful and heroic leap and hit the deck in front of Windrunner.

He swung his furious ax forward and struck a fatal blow.

However, Windrunner's mother, who was light-footed, easily dodged it with a back jump. While floating in the air, Dark Ranger fired three arrows forward like a rapid-fire machine gun.

The northern lord picked up a blood-stained shield and blocked two arrows. The third arrow pierced the shield and plunged into Darius's chest. A small crack was drilled into the strong lord's armor, and the lord grinned in pain.

But the rich anger in his body suppressed the poison of the black arrow and was unable to explode. As if he was completely unaffected, he chased the light-moving elf with his handaxe.

Kacha

With a crisp sound, the lord stepped on a hunting trap, and a large amount of frost erupted, causing his charging speed to slow down.

Windrunner's mother, who was wearing a full-face mask in front of her eyes, grinned. When she landed, she reached out and touched the ground. The legendary power mourning exploded, and all the corpses within thirty yards around her as the center of the circle shook under the call of dark power. Standing up unsteadily.

As a dark ranger, Windrunner's mother no longer needs a battle pet.

As long as there are dead people around her, this strange power inherited through the power of death will allow her to have a steady stream of death servants. These guys are not powerful, but they are more than enough to be used as cannon fodder to shoot fatal arrows for the rangers.

At the moment when he stepped on the frost trap and the greatly decelerated lord was surrounded by a group of corpses, General Lyresa took out an elf magic arrow from the quiver on his back, placed it on the bowstring, drew it open, and began to quietly accumulate power.

She is dead.

The blood in the body no longer flows.

Hemet's hunting snake oil has no effect on her, so the sniper arrows can only count down step by step.

But Black could ignore time and accumulate power. At the moment when Lord Darius was trapped, Black, who had cleared away the veterans of the Gray Wolf Brigade around him, drew out the Spirit String Longbow with his backhand while hiding.

He raised his head and drank a sip of hunting snake oil.

The hunter's mark was added, and he drew out two arrows in his left hand, stringing one and holding the other in his hand, standing straight.

Aim and shoot!

Whizzing

Two void spikes shining with shadow and arcane light turned into starlight and collided one after another. The first one pierced Darius's shoulder armor, and the burst of magic shattered the entire shoulder armor shaped into a male lion.

The second void spike followed closely.

As the northern lord screamed, the two-hit kill feature of the Spirit String Longbow was activated. The 50% extra damage caused the lord's left shoulder to be completely shattered by the arrow.

This is a terrible injury that cannot be healed by human self-healing power.

If the lord was not a legendary warrior who had been tempered for thousands of years, Black's two consecutive sniper arrows were enough to tear his body apart. When the lord fell in pain, Windrunner's mother's third arrow also whizzed towards him.

The elf arrow traced the projectile trajectory, piercing the lord's left chest with a pop from top to bottom, passing through the bones and flesh of the armor, and nailed him to the frost-covered deck.

This arrow could have pierced his chest and ripped out his heart, but it wasn't because Windrunner's mother had missed it, or because she felt compassion.

But Blake made a gesture and asked her to do so.

Sorry to trouble you, mentor.

Black emerged from the shadows and handed the worn-out undead pirate flag hanging on the Nagfar to Windrunner's mother. The latter nodded and threw a hook lock to the main mast of the red flagship. Jumped up lightly.

The northern lord lying on the ground knew what the two pirates were going to do.

But he was powerless to stop it.

He could only watch helplessly as the black-armored elf pulled out the Elven Saber from his waist, chopped off the Gilnean flag and the fleet flag hanging on the flagship, and hung the pirate flag on the main mast with a chain.

Is it difficult to defeat the men of Gilneas?

Black came over, squatted next to Lord Darius, looked into his eyes, and the stinky pirate said coldly:

I don't feel it. Maybe Gilneas can only win the war under the leadership of foreigners. Why are you staring? Did I say something wrong?

Lothar led you to win the orc war.

If Dai Lin hadn't intervened in this naval battle that you initiated, your fleet would have been finished long ago!

Pooh!

The northern lord spat at the pirate, and the legendary warrior used his anger. The spit had impact, activating the magic shield in front of Blake and blocking it.

Aren't you disgusting? You have no sense of morality at all! Your boat is mine, do you know? This is my boat! I am a very hygienic person.

People like you are going to be dismasted in my fleet, bastard!

The pirate punched the lord on the shoulder wound, and the lord turned pale in pain.

He said:

But it doesn't matter, my prisoner, I have time to 'train' you slowly.

You are a very powerful warrior, but you are not powerful enough. Just like Gilneas already has the potential to become a powerful nation, you just need a little more 'core strength'.

In response to your initiative to start a war, I will soon give you back your missing power.

Gene will definitely thank me.

You will all thank me.

But now, as the last step of Dai Lin's most classic 'intimidation' tactic, I need you to be embarrassed, Lord. Don't worry, after your morale collapses and the fleet falls apart, I will definitely 'compensate' you.

The smelly pirate stood up, rubbed his aching head, and shouted to a group of warlocks who were climbing onto the deck:

Hang him up to the mast! Let everyone see the fate of the loser! Notify Dailin and tell him to get out! If he continues to hurt my ship, I will send him Darius' head!

asshole!

Let him go back to Kul Tiras and show off his power.

From now on, I have the final say in this sea area!