Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Hell, I wonder what that guy Blake did to make all the dragons tamed by the Dragonmaw clan riot. He needs our help!

General Maris, who was above the city, sensed the dragons' uprising.

He quickly weighed the pros and cons and decided to abandon his chosen target and instead assist Black.

He quickly rushed to the edge of a cliff in the ruined dwarf city and looked down. He saw balls of hot and dazzling dragon breath illuminating the tunnel below as brightly as a lava hell.

With the Ranger General's keen vision, he could even clearly see that huge monsters were taking off from the lowest nest and rushing towards a tunnel leading to the dragon's nest.

Luo Ning! Come here quickly!

Maris called out, and the red-haired and bearded mage who was preparing the magic gem ran over. He saw the ranger general pointing to the building on the edge of the city and said to him:

Blow it up! Let the rubble fall down and block the tunnel entrance. We have to buy him some time.

That's the formation that holds the upper platform! General.

Luo Ning used the rigor that a mage should have and carefully analyzed the trend of the rock wall above. He swallowed and said in a difficult tone:

If we bomb that place, the evacuation route the Wildhammer dwarves told us will also be cut off, and we will be trapped here, and then be surrounded and killed by the furious orcs.

There are thousands of orcs here, and they all hate us.

This is not a good choice.

Listen to me, that's right.

Marius patted Ronin on the shoulder and explained:

The crux of the problem is the Dragon Soul, don't you understand? As long as we destroy that evil artifact, not only will the three dragon legions come to support immediately, but the Red Dragon Queen who is imprisoned below the city will also be free. .

Think about the anger she accumulated after being imprisoned by the orcs for many years and watching her children become the playthings of the orcs.

We don't need to evacuate at all, Ronin.

We just need to wait here and watch the Dragonmaw clan be devoured by the dragons' crazy revenge.

But that evil artifact will certainly not be destroyed that easily.

Luo Ning was convinced.

While crushing the magic gem in his hand, he began to release the most powerful destructive spell he currently had, and whispered amidst the vibration of the magic:

We still have to get it out of this place.

No, I believe in Black's dark wisdom.

Maris coughed and said:

If he dares to bring us here to risk our lives, and if he dares to promise us victory, he will definitely have a way to destroy the evil artifact, although I don't know what he should do to accomplish this feat.

But I believe he can do it!

Think about his actions in Dalaran and Northern Xinjiang. The current situation is not even a challenge to him. Well, he is such an amazing man.

Do it!

quick!

oh.

At Nathanos' urging, Ronin responded hesitantly. He turned back to look at Arthas. The little prince looked serious now and nodded to him.

Quickly cast the spell, why are you standing there dazed?

Vereesa shouted beside Ronin:

My eldest sister and second sister both told me not to underestimate Black Shaw's dark wisdom. Now I believe him too, so cast the spell quickly!

Don't rush me, you woman, magic is not your arrow, magic needs to be chanted.

Ronin complained.

He took a deep breath. The mage endured the heavy pressure unique to when a huge amount of magic power was manipulated. He used the staff in his hand as a casting medium and raised it high.

The two magic formulas of arcane strengthening and tranquility were activated one after another, and dazzling lightnings wrapped around Luo Ning's body, making the young mage's robe sway.

He stared closely at the target point above. As the staff roared as it hit the ground, an excessive arcane impact magic ball as big as a rolling marshmallow was thrown by Ronin towards the mountain wall above on the verge of losing control.

After the magic ball, there were two elven sniper explosive arrows shot by Nathanos and Vereesa at the same time.

Then there was a loud roar.

Unlucky guy Luo Ning is a very low-key guy who usually looks miserable. Everyone who knows his reputation will be attracted by his weird bad luck stories.

But people often overlook the talent and strength hidden under Luo Ning's bad luck.

It is impossible for a mediocre mage who is extremely unlucky to be accepted as an apprentice by a red dragon prince disguised as a human being. Being picked up by Archmage Krasus shows that the low-key Luo Ning is actually a very talented guy.

He has his own understanding of the use of magic.

Just like now, a large and excessive arcane impact accurately shattered the connection points of the rock wall above, causing large chunks of gravel to rain down on the dragon's nest below.

In the subsequent piercing explosion of two explosive arrows, more boulders were peeled off, and a third of the dwarf city platform above Grim Batol was broken off with a rumble.

The huge rock scraped against the mountain walls on both sides and almost pulled the weak Luo Ning into it. Fortunately, Wen Leishu, who had quick eyesight and quick hands, saved him.

The weak mage and the ranger lady hugged each other and rolled together, avoiding the gravel shots.

This big wave of bombardment immediately stopped the young dragons in the dragon's nest from rushing towards the tunnel, and also bought Black, who was fighting Jorachi Ravenholdt in the tunnel, plenty of time.

Although Blake will be able to face the siege of the dragons with ease, he does not need their help.

But those falling rocks that hit the dragon's nest did prevent more dragons from rushing into the tunnel and disrupting the confrontation between the pirates and the duke. It was also a magical assist.

However, this violent explosion, as Luo Ning said, immediately attracted the attention of the Dragonmaw orcs running around. Under the roar of several warlords, more violent orcs rushed towards this side.

Prepare to fight! Hold your ground! It's right here, we can't retreat!

Nathanos pulled out his Gronn Beast Bone War Spear from the corpse of the young dragon next to him, then turned to Arthas who was holding the weapon tightly behind him and said;

Your Highness, you can go down now.

Um?

The little prince, who had just gone through an exciting battle, blinked and asked:

What? What are you doing down here?

Jorach Ravenholdt is down there.

Nathanos pointed to his feet with a serious expression and said:

Blake should have stopped him. Didn't you declare that you would personally deal with the rebellious master who had done bad things? Blake told me before leaving that if you perform well, then he is willing to give you the opportunity to carry out justice with your own hands.

In addition, the next battle may be dangerous, so I can't keep you here.

Go down, we need you more over there.

good!

Hearing Jorachi Ravenholdt's name, Arthas' eyes filled with anger.

Without any hesitation, he left the team and groped toward the dragon's nest below the city alone. Two royal guards wanted to follow him for protection, but were stopped by Maris.

The Ranger General turned to look at the low-key ship doctor Ms. Selin, who was holding the Holy Staff of Perfect Recovery. He then glanced at the young but fearless Holy Light Priest Partrice beside him and said:

Pastor Patrick's healing skills are quite superb. She alone can heal our wounds. How about Ms. Natalie go and protect the little prince?

He doesn't need protection.

Natalie Serling stretched out her hand and pulled her hood, with a strange purple light floating in her eyes hidden in the shadows, and said:

There is a wild beast roaring in His Highness Arthas's heart. He has personally killed the boy in his heart. He can also hurt others arbitrarily instead of letting himself be hurt by the darkness.

That's what I said.

Maris shrugged and whispered:

But after all, this is His Highness the Prince's first actual battle, and it is always good to have one more person to take care of him. To be honest, I am not very comfortable letting Black take care of His Highness Alsace.

God knows what the hell that bad guy could instill in him.

His Royal Highness is in a period of mental change, and I don't want to see a fallen prince with darkness in his heart appear.

Do you just believe me? General Maris.

The ship's doctor gave a weird chuckle and said:

I am a shadow priest. When it comes to the darkness in my heart, I am as good as the captain.

You are at least a priest.

Marius ended the conversation with a gesture and said:

Protect him for us.

How about I go?

Holding the holy staff and wearing a priest's robe, but unable to hide the amazing curves of his legs, the young priest Patrice whispered with some lack of confidence:

If Teacher Natalie doesn't want to go, I can.

No, kid.

Natalie let out a sigh of relief.

She patted Partrice on the shoulder and said sincerely to the young man who was once her disciple:

A holy priest with no offensive power cannot handle this kind of situation. You just need to protect yourself and others. Isenlien taught you well, and you did not waste your talents.

After saying that, she strode into the dark tunnel behind, holding her angel-shaped staff.

After Natalie left, Miss Partrice, who had been acting cautious and like a bunny, breathed a sigh of relief. She kept drawing religious symbols on her chest and prayed quietly.

This gesture attracted the attention of mage Luo Ning, who asked curiously:

Miss Priest, I think you are afraid of Ms. Natalie. Why? She is a very nice person, and she is also a Holy Light Priest. Why do you feel afraid?

You know nothing! Shut up, you ignorant mage.

When Miss Partrice was told something that was on her mind, she scolded her with a slightly red face. Then she pursed her lips and whispered with a sense of fear:

You all can't feel it, but I can. When I'm around her, I feel like a light on my back. Teacher Natalie has gone too far on that forbidden road.

What Instructor Isorien said is right.

It's not the orcs I should be worried about on this trip, it's her.

If she suddenly went mad, none of us would be able to leave this cursed city alive.

This is her home court.

The dark spells hidden deep in the earth are actively helping her.

No way?

Farric, the warrior holding the shield, looked worriedly at the direction where the prince disappeared, and asked in a low voice:

Is Ms. Natalie Serling so powerful?

She's more powerful than you think, warrior.

Maris, who was holding a bloody beast bone war spear in his hand, coughed, looked at the violent orcs rushing around him, and said:

The reason why the dragon's reaction was so slow just now is because Ms. Selin was constantly using psychic magic to interfere with its spirit. Without her assistance, our victory would not have been so easy.

But now is not the time to talk about that.

Vereesa! Ronin! How long will you two continue to hold each other?

Come here quickly!

The orcs want to kill us, everyone, prepare to fight!

Soon, everyone was ready.

The number of orcs far exceeded their imagination, and an expected difficult battle was about to begin. But at the moment when the orcs roared and rushed over, Maris, who had already drawn his bow, suddenly snorted in confusion.

He felt that the situation was slightly subtle.

A wind that should not have blown in the ruined dwarf city suddenly blew around everyone. This chilly wind was very similar to the wind in Alterac, which represented the power of the extremely cold place.

Buzz

A huge portal suddenly opened above the crowd without any warning, and the energetic Blue Dragon Warrior His Highness Little Star jumped out of it holding a gold-rimmed Blue Dragon battle flag.

She landed in front of everyone, turned her head and made a grimace at them.

Then he turned around and swung the golden blue battle flag forward with a serious expression.

Shout in dragon language:

Blue Dragon Legion! Listen to my orders! The Dragon Soul has been destroyed by my human servants! Nothing can restrain us anymore! Attack! Kill the orcs!

For the majesty of the Spellweaver! To protect the glory of the Dragon Legion!

Kill!

Under her roar while waving the war flag, several adult blue dragons flapped their wings and flew out of the dragon language magic portal blooming from behind. With only one breath, they destroyed the streets of the ruined dwarf city in front of them and several of them. Hundreds of violent orcs were all frozen into ice.

Not just blue dragons.

Green dragons also appeared from dreams.

However, they did not come in large numbers, mainly because the mountain city of Grim Batol was too small to allow more giant dragons to enter the place to fight.

But that's enough.

Hey, you guys, stop leaving for a while!

The little star carrying the battle flag put on a proud posture of This is all my fault and said to the group of Maris behind him:

The Spellweaver and the Awakener have given orders. You must go to Wyrmrest Temple to accept the gratitude of the Dragon Legion. This is a supreme honor that few mortals can receive.

Then, if any other dragons ask, you just say you are my human servants, you know?

When this matter is over, I will benefit you privately.

By the way, where is my senior?

Why didn't you see him?

——

Oh, oh, oh, it's so miserable.

In the underground tunnel that was almost melted by the dragon fire, Blake used a hook to drag a burnt black humanoid creature out of the pit burned by the dragon fire.

As he walked forward, he turned back and said to the poor guy behind him who was burned even his mother didn't recognize him:

Fortunately, the fire of the red dragon is not fatal. These life-loving guys will not burn you to ashes with their own flames, even if they hate you in their hearts.

But if you think this is luck, you are totally wrong, my dear Duke.

Kill me!

Duke Jorazzi, whose life was sealed by the fire of the red dragon, no longer had the concept of skin. On his dark face, he struggled to open his burned eyes and said to Black as if praying:

Kill me and give me some dignity! You have already won, let me die. It hurts so much!

It's not up to me to let you go or not, and I just said I have forgiven you, poor thing.

Black curled his lips and glanced at Arthas Menethil rushing from the other end of the tunnel. He whistled and said to Duke Jorazi:

Look, the real sufferer is here. What you should pray for is that he will act more swiftly, not me.

After saying that, the pirate bent down and took out the strange dagger held in Duke Cholazzi's left hand and the seal on his finger. He took a step back and made a please gesture to the little prince standing behind him. .

He patted Alsace on the shoulder and said:

Don't say I won't take care of you in the future, little prince, go ahead.

Exercise your justice.