Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 101 11. Demon Warriors

   "Almost!"

On the    orc ship, Reid Blackhand, who was wielding a flaming sword to slash the half-giant undead, heard a loud cannon fire from the poop, and suddenly turned his head to look into the mist.

   A flash of light flashed, tearing apart the gloomy fog, as if the curtain was opened, allowing the black hand to see the sinister keeled battleship hundreds of meters away.

   It's not huge.

   is ten meters longer than his own ship, giving a weird flat overall feeling.

   is not the traditional shape of human warships.

The    imposing manner is more exaggerated and darker, especially the hull deck wrapped with the skeleton of the giant dragon. Under the dim sky, the skeleton of the dragon's head with its mouth open fixed on the bow protruding from the fog is full of oppressive force.

   is like a gloomy bone dragon crawling from the dark sea.

   A large swath of gloomy and icy fog, with the keel battleship as the source point, constantly surging to the rough sea around it, like a gloomy bone dragon spraying poisonous smoke into the sea.

  It moved towards the center of the battlefield with a dark shadow, and the sound of the keeled battleship's spine-like sides separating the sea also resembled the whimper of a giant beast before it preyed on it.

   It swallows hope, it spit out despair.

  The cannonball shot by Black rubbed the skeleton of the keel-boned battleship and slammed into the deck of the Nagfar, which was like a deep-sea beast. It was like a giant's fist, and the soul-inducing ship vibrated violently.

   A large hole was blasted through the rotten deck, but it failed to cause more damage or stop its progress on the sea surface.

   Surrounded by the vrykul dragon-headed boats constantly rushing out of the mist, this keeled warship is like a beastmaster who presides over the prey of the beasts.

   is full of death majesty.

   This also quickly dimmed the hope in Reid's eyes.

   is over.

   Hopeless.

   The chief of the Black-toothed Smile Clan turned his head and glanced at the deck in front of him.

   The second wave of the half-giant undead pirates' attack has just begun, and the orc warriors under his command have already damaged more than half.

   No matter how brave orcs were, they couldn’t stop those three-meter-tall, horned helmets and brute force-crazed half-giant undead. They swarmed the deck and rammed like mammoths.

   is like a sharp and unparalleled knife, easily cutting the front of the black-toothed orcs. Amid the frenzied battle cries of the vrykul undead, orcs were knocked down and slaughtered everywhere.

   Blood and flesh flew all over the place, covering the deck. Before the Nagfar, which looked terrifying, was close to the fight, the orcs of the Black-toothed Laughing Clan were already corpses all over the place.

  Desperate!

   At this moment, he was in the **** of war. He thought that he was Red Blackhand who would never be cowardly and orthodox orcs, but he truly realized what despair is.

   "Poof"

   A young orc warrior wielded a flaming sword, trying to slash the Vrykul undead in front of him, but was smashed by the latter with a warhammer, like stepping on an ant.

   just swung over with a hammer, and the orc warrior flew off the deck like a broken flour bag, and smashed his body in front of the chief in a distorted form while vomiting blood.

   He lost his life before he hit the ground.

   That blood-stained face happened to meet Reid's eyes, and in the eyes that had lost the luster of life, there seemed to be unwillingness and burning anger still remaining.

"what!"

   The irritating Reid's eyes were bloodshot, and he jumped violently when he picked up the sword.

   Holding the weapon tightly in both hands in the air, with the power of a headshot, under the restraint of two orcs, he chopped off half of the head of the half-giant undead raging in front of him.

  The bastard's body turned into a fog and collapsed, and as soon as Reid landed, another half-giant took the opportunity to rush up, and without using a weapon, he slammed into Reid with a huge body.

   knocked the Blackhand Chief out, and rolled several times on the blood-stained deck before he could stand firm.

   Two or three more half-giants wrapped in misty seaweed sneered and applauded the lonely Red. They recognized this powerful orc as the leader.

   They're going to chop off this guy's head and bring it back to their Captain Marauder!

   "Rush over!"

   Just as Reid gritted his teeth and got up, a shout came from under the cabin, followed by the sound of a battle axe flying, the battle axe smashing over and knocking back the half-giant a few steps.

  Reid Blackhand, who was ready for a desperate fight, was stunned for a moment.

   When he turned around, he saw his younger brother, Maim Blackhand, who was weak and recovering from his injuries. He also carried two oddly-shaped one-handed swords and rushed out of the cabin with the orc warriors who guarded him.

   "Mamm! Go back!"

   He yelled for Maim to go back to the cabin.

   With the weak appearance of his younger brother now, I am afraid that those half-giants can easily kill him with one knife.

   "You need help, brother."

   Maim did not back down. The young orc with burn marks on his face strode up to Reid and said to his brother:

   "You always try to protect me like this, but don't forget, I'm also the son of the Black Hand, and I won't leave my clan to survive. If our clan is doomed to perish today

  I will fight with you to the end! "

   Maim's voice was not concealed, this clever orc obviously saw the despairing atmosphere of the orc warriors on the deck, and came to give his brother a boost.

   His cries spread across the deck, humbling some of the orcs who had retreated in fear amid the tyrannical battle cry of the vrykul.

   They are a group of destroyers who have long since lost the glory of the orcs, but as a violent warrior who drank the blood of demons, it is absolutely unforgivable to flee in such a deadly battle.

   "Okay! Then fight to the end!"

  Reid glanced at the half-giant undead rushing towards him in the surrounding fog. He stretched out his hand and patted his brother on the shoulder. The next moment, he raised the burning sword in his hand.

   With all his strength, he charged the half-giant undead who jumped onto the deck with his sword in hand.

   he yelled:

   "Warriors of the Black-toothed Smile Clan! This will be our last battle! I, Red Blackhand, the eldest son of the Blackhand Chieftain! Heir to the orthodox tribe!

   is also your chief!

  Here today, fight with you! Win or die! Lok\'tarogar! "

   Such a howl of **** bravery, and the charge of the first soldiers, almost immediately caused the irritable orc warriors to fall into a state of **** rage.

   This group of reckless men in the true sense also howled regardless, preparing to charge with the chief.

   But right now.

   "First mate!"

  Blake's voice sounded from the poop.

  Reid, who was about to charge with a knife, looked back and saw Blake, who was covered in debris and smoke, walking out of the shadows while the ship swayed with the black legendary war blade.

   He disappeared on the spot with a shadow step, and when he reappeared, the legendary warblade Sanksu in his hand swung with the grandmaster-level Kul Tiras military swordsmanship, and struck a large-scale violent slash all over his body.

   Relying on the extraordinary magic-breaking properties of the legendary war blade, cutting those misty undead is as easy and simple as cutting butter.

  Seeing Black's attack, Garona and the orcs of the Stormreaver clan rushed over from all sides, followed behind Black, and began to clear the half-giant undead on the deck at a very fast speed.

   On the **** behind him, the orc warlock Diga Evil Eye held the skull of Gul'dan given to him by Black, and summoned a huge amount of fel magic from it, and the whole person seemed to be demonized for a moment.

  The scorching fire of fel energy entangled him, and then activated the enhanced version of the demon ritual, infused with almost endless fel energy, and summoned a dozen sturdy and winged dread demons.

  Forcibly ordered them to fly to the rear of the battleship, and used demon brute force as a "booster".

   In the roar of the demons, they flapped their wings and pushed the **** and hull of the battleship, causing it to dash forward in violent turbulence.

  Black slashed two Mist Necrons with his legendary sword and shouted:

   "I'm here to clear the deck! You guys! Rewind immediately! Prepare to break through!"

  “?”

   Reid, who received this order, was stunned. He looked around the battlefield. At this moment, the ship on his side was surrounded by the dragon head boats of half-giant pirates, and there was a fog of **** around him.

  The sea surface is ups and downs, breaking through under the circumstances that it is impossible to break through?

   Is the human being under too much pressure and his brain is broken?

   "Boom"

   Just as Reid was surprised, a loud noise sounded from the misty sea behind him.

  The orc chief looked back and saw that above the deck of the keel battleship that was heading towards them, two meteorites wrapped in liquid green energy were being summoned and falling from the sky.

Amid the angry roar of the half-giant necromancer, a large, high-level demon with a height of more than six meters and a thick dark green flame was roaring and standing up from the pit smashed by the shells on the deck. .

   This guy has humanoid limbs, dark red skin, wearing simple fel magic armor, the lower body is like a short battle skirt, and the legs are recurve hooves very similar to demons.

   also has a red snake-like tail.

   His hands have been transformed into demon claws, and his eyes are burning with terrifying fel energy, like two green lamps.

   It was furious.

The moment    was summoned to the Nagfar in reverse, he used fel magic with his backhand to pull down two hellfires from the sky, and when he stood up, he flicked his fingers to send violent shadow arrows.

   This is an eredar demon.

  The high-level combat power in the Burning Legion, looking at this exaggerated performance and power, is obviously still a high-level demon.

   may even be a low-level demon lord.

   "Humble traitor! How dare you summon me!"

   It appeared for a moment, and in the roar of the roar, it did not hesitate to wield its tyrannical power in the material world.

   That wave of shadow arrows smashed on the keel battleship filled with the breath of death, annihilating seven or eight half-giant undead that could not dodge on the spot, and burning evil energy entangled the deck of the keel battleship.

   In just a few seconds, a sea of ​​fel energy like a lava pool was created.

  Three or four small portals were condensed in the fel dancing, and a steady stream of fel imps and demon hounds jumped out of them, howling and destroying everywhere.

   And the two liquid hellfires that were pulled from the sky to the sea by it, once smashed down, relying on the impact and destructive power of the hellfires, it was enough to cause more serious damage to the hull of the Nagfar in a short time.

"Whizzing"

In the piercing sound of    cutting, the gloomy-faced Soul Inducer Hablon waved his scythe and slashed towards the sky. Two purple-red light blades flew out, staggeringly cutting the liquid hellfire that fell from the top of his head into four halves.

   And the plunderers on the ghost battleship are even more towards the pirate sword, wrapped in the cold wind, roaring without fear, and pounced on the ignorant demon who dared to destroy their beloved battleship.

   "Hahaha! Stupid Salad Zane!"

   Seeing his "old master", the high-level eredar demon Sharazane, appear in the material world and be besieged by a legend with the power of death, and a group of half-giant undead who will never die.

   Hiding in the gloomy fog of the Nagfar, the disgraced devil Daglop, who directly triggered all this, suddenly stretched his voice and shouted proudly:

   "I'm not afraid of you anymore! Ignorant idiot! I now have the protection of Queen Hela, who is bathed in supreme glory! You idiot who broke the contract! You don't want to go anywhere!

   Azeroth, the abyss of hell, is your final destination of death!

Hahaha!

   Daglop the Evil One! wicked me! Finally got revenge! Ha ha ha ha! "

   (end of this chapter)