Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 1005 101. You are also strengthened, uh, you don't have to send -- add updates for the end of the New Year's holiday [710]

  The pirates never thought of relying on the shield girls to penetrate the entire Zul'Farrak. This is not a question of whether it can be done or not, but a very simple question of efficiency.

   There were only thirty shield girls. Even if His Highness Xiaoxingxing and her personal guards came to help, in a city populated by hundreds of thousands of sandfury trolls, the difference in number was a little too exaggerated.

  The shield girls broke their hands, don't even think about taking this city today.

   Therefore, the pirates' goal has always been clear, relying on key raids to paralyze the high-level sandfury trolls, killing all the chiefs and overlords, and then supporting a group of sandfury fringe people headed by Veresa, the master of water.

   Finally, Bwonsamdi, who lost the Hades, was pushed to the position of the Sandfury Troll's new faith.

   In this way, what we have to do in this city is done. As for what the Sandfury Troll can develop in the future, it has nothing to do with the smelly pirates.

   In order to do this, Black used a group of the strongest combat power under his command.

  Fina was dispatched to deal with Sandfury Troll Overseer Antu'sur, and Zul'Farrak's strongest spellcaster, Sandwalker Sur, was dealt with by Old Master Thakiel.

  Shadow Priest Sessus, who was in charge of the punishment, was handed over to Sera Moonguard, and the remaining chieftain, Ukz Sardin and his advisor Luluz, were dealt with by Black himself.

   This arrangement was originally flawless.

  It wasn't until the pirate's whim that he suddenly wanted to get some advanced anima balls, he realized that his arrangement was too scattered.

   Even Black couldn't run back and forth between four places so fast. Zul'Farrak was too big, and he was forced to make a choice.

  Fortunately, thanks to the generosity of Emperor Denathius, Black finally no longer has to run on his legs.

   "Om"

  The blood-red energy swirled like a small tornado blowing.

  The ominous blood light surged into a dark door, causing Old Master Thakiel, who was grabbing Sandwalker Sur's neck and trying to lift the troll spellcaster, to make a surprised voice.

   What kind of strange teleportation magic is this?

   was able to penetrate the fel energy barrier he set up so easily without destroying the enchantment. He had never seen such a thing before. But after seeing Blake's figure appearing from the **** shadow gate, all the surprises and suspicions became normal.

  嘁.

   It turned out to be a stinky pirate.

  Then it's not surprising that he does anything bizarre.

   "Master, look how handsome my teleporter is?"

  Black waved away the "Blood Light Special Effect" attached to the Shadow Gate, and in his hand was holding the head of Sandfury Troll Chief Ukz Sanding, who had a mohawk and couldn't rest.

   Of course, this is only due to the habit of "skull collectors", the heart of Sandfury Chieftain has been absorbed the moment he died, and it will be beating in Black's left hand.

   A mass of dark green warrior anima, completely different from the lowest-level gray-white anima.

   "What is the name of the uncle? The teacher!"

  Thakir hated the name Black.

   He pinched the sandwalker Sur, who was almost suffocated by the "Hand of the Legion" blow to the front, and quickly noticed the green ball of light in Black's hand.

   The skeleton head kept opening and closing its mouth, scolding:

   "What evil tricks did you evil apprentice learn? Come and show me, it seems very interesting."

   "This is a great thing, but unfortunately you can't learn it, sir."

  Blake waved the dark green light ball and disappeared into the palm of his hand like magic. He now urgently needs to return to the ship quickly and use the method taught by Bwonsamdi to make an anima container.

  Otherwise, these extracted skills will quickly dissipate.

   "Come on, give him to me, I'll give you a live performance."

  The pirate pointed to the dying sandwalker Sur, who had been beaten by Thakiel. The latter snorted and threw the sandwalker like mud at Black's feet.

  Thakir's draenei's body is tall and sturdy now, and it is no longer shorter than Kane's tauren in terms of body size, but the body is more symmetrical.

   And the recurve hooves and feet under his robes are somewhat inconsistent.

   But draenei are like that.

   They not only have horns on their heads, but also tails on their backs.

  Especially female draenei, not only have delicate facial features, petite body, each has a pair of long legs and a small waist, and their small tails wag when they walk. Keke.

   In short, do not have an exotic style.

   But now is not the time to fantasize about the hoof girl, Black glanced at the sandwalker Sur, who was limp under his feet.

   This old troll is not ordinary.

  According to Veresa, the Water Zhan master, Sur has seized the absolute power of the Sandfury clan by relying on his own manipulation of the desert, and even Chief Ukzi will act according to his face.

  The evil way to kill the holy beast of Sandfury Gazirilla to create a warrior of the gods was also proposed by this old fellow.

   In short, he's a big bad guy.

   But considering that Sur made such a choice to strengthen the Sandfury clan's combat effectiveness, he should really have the idea of ​​making Sandfury rise again.

  The old men are always unable to let go of their past glory, which is normal.

   "The legendary shaman, as well as the professional power of the caster, I didn't realize that you are still a generalist."

  The smelly pirate crouched down, holding the sandwalker's weak neck with both hands, the legendary troll shaman who could manipulate the power of the sand, moving his lips as if he wanted to say something.

   may be begging for mercy, or it may be scolding.

   But Black doesn't care anymore.

   With his current state of being hit by Thal'kiel's fel magic, even if Black spared his life, he wouldn't be able to survive tonight with the fel scorching his guts and soul.

   Compared with this long and terrifying torture, it is better to give him a good time now.

   "click"

   With a crisp sound, all the anger and pain in the sandwalker's cloudy eyes dissipated at this moment, and the familiar scorching power surged up along the smelly pirate's arms.

   He can turn these animas into experience and throw them into his watchman class, but he can also reshape them in new ways.

   Under the curious gaze of Thakiel's flame skull, blobs of blue light appeared in Blake's twitching palms.

   This process is amazing, like magic.

   But the well-informed old man Thakiel can be sure that the blue ball of light definitely does not belong to any kind of power he has seen and cognition, and it does not even look like the manifestation of the six forces.

   If you have to say it, looking at the evil way it was born, it should have something to do with the power of death, and they all make a fuss about the dead.

"cool!"

   After more than ten seconds, the pirate stood up, looked at the blue light ball in his palm, whistled and said to Thacher:

   "This is the first blue-blue anima I've found. Such sophisticated skills are rare in the world, but unfortunately I can't use it myself, and I don't know much about the way of the elements.

  Do you want to try this power? "

   "If I've learned anything from my time with you, it's that anything you take out is highly toxic."

  Thakir shook his head, but soon showed his curiosity again. He stared at the blue ball of light in the pirate's hand and said:

   "But if you want to show me this kind of miracle, I don't mind experiencing it myself, but I said in advance that if my body is damaged by you, then you will be responsible for finding me a better one."

   "Are you tired of playing with the toy you just got? It's not a good habit to pick and choose, old man."

   The smelly pirate snorted and threw the blue light ball up and down in his hand, saying:

   "Don't worry, it won't break."

  In the ears of the pirates, old Bwonsamdi turned into a dutiful mentor and said in a sour tone:

   "This anima ball has reached a fine quality, which means that it has entered the master state on the way of pursuing a certain power. Even in the shadow world, such fine anima is very rare.

  It's a pity that I don't have an anima container in my hand, otherwise you can exchange it for me, and I can create a powerful priest in an instant. But be careful when you use Refinement Anima for the first time.

   The stronger the anima, the stronger the oppression of the host.

  Without the support of magic items that carry anima sockets, taking on the power of anima with flesh and blood will affect both his body and soul at the same time.

   After all, this is the power perception from another strong man, and it is not so easy to digest.

   If it is temporarily strengthened, it is better, but if you choose to accept it permanently, the crazy soul in front of you will be ready to be unable to accept the second anima for a long time.

   It takes time to comprehend and control unfamiliar powers, and it may even affect one’s original power comprehension.

   In other words, you can give it, but your servants must also bear it. I don't need to explain more about the fate of putting a mountain on a child, I think.

  Unless your original purpose is to kill someone.

  Speaking of which, this way of dying is very strange and very dark humorous. When you are really ready to do it, don’t forget to ask me to observe it.

   I also really want to know how tragic the death of a guy whose heart can hold him will be, maybe it can give me some inspiration for punishment. "

   "Well, I understand, when I really want to punish someone in this way, I will definitely call you, but don't forget to prepare the ticket money in advance.

   You can pay with anything, I don’t choose. "

  Black nodded. He looked at Uncle Thacher in front of him, raised the blue light ball in his hand, and said:

   "This thing is called anima. It belongs to the knowledge of the dead. It can convert the power of the enemy into its own. Sounds great, doesn't it? I have seen the fire of your soul beating.

   But before using it, I have to tell you that it has two effective modes.

   Temporary enhancement will give you instant access to Sandwalker Sur's power to manipulate quicksand, you don't even need to understand the principle, just use it and you're done. This group of hearts can last for three days and then dissipate.

   But if it is permanent acceptance, you have to learn to master it slowly, and it will cause a lot of stress to you.

  Which one do you choose? "

   "Do you think I'm the kind of person who lacks power?"

  Thakir snorted, feeling that Blake was underestimating him, he waved his hand to guide a dark green evil fire around his fingertips, and said:

   "I'm not keen on destructive power, nor a restless young man who yearns to be powerful overnight. I'd rather try to understand the nature of this new power you're talking about.

   After all, I am also a researcher.

bring it on.

   Let me see if it's as magical as you say. "

   "This is your choice. I declare in advance that it is the first time I have done this job, so I am at my own risk."

  Black first issued a "disclaimer", and then pushed the blue heart energy in his hand to Thacher's heart bit by bit.

  The streamer no longer covered him in a burst, but was carefully sent into Thaqier's body by the pirates like ink melted into water. At the moment when the light of anima and the suffering soul of the old man came into contact, the body of the enlightener twitched.

  Although there wasn't much expression on the skeleton's face, Blake could also guess from the evil laughter of old Bwonsamdi that the process must be painful.

   But simple pain is just a little "colorful adjustment" in life for Mr. Thakiel, who was made into a skull magic weapon and suffered 30,000 years of disaster.

   Every sway of pain reminded him of the shameful years of the past 30,000 years, fueling his anger and propelling him to swing the sword of vengeance against his former apprentice.

   He was afraid of many things, but he was not afraid of pain.

  The stinky pirate took out his handwritten note as if he was doing an experiment, carefully observed the operation of Thalkiel's magic power, and recorded the situation of this time's heart energy.

   After a few minutes, the old man hummed suspiciously.

   Under Blake's gaze, he raised his finger and turned it slightly in front of him. The yellow quicksand flying all over the entire highland platform quickly formed a small quicksand vortex during his rotation.

   This power is too bad.

   and Sandstalker Sur's full-strength casting can instantly create a large piece of quicksand to drown the opponent's power, which is not a little bit worse.

   But Thakiel, a summoner who specializes in fel magic, can master the knowledge of manipulating quicksand in a few minutes, which has proved the power of anima.

   Especially in the reconnaissance technique thrown by Black, Thakiel's occupation is also changing. In addition to the legendary occupation of the warlock branch called "Demon Tyrant", he has an additional occupation of "Sandwalker Apprentice".

   The name should be the branch profession of Shaman Power in the Power of the Earth.

  This thing can actually generate a profession out of thin air?

  The pirate blinked.

   He felt that he had opened the door to a new world, and he was eager to try it for a while. Well, he thought that he would have missed the handsome Juggernaut in his life.

   But now, maybe I can save myself.

   Or, go to Samuro now and slaughter the inheritance of his power that can be obtained by extracting the Juggernaut Heart?

   But soon, old Bwonsamdi poured cold water on him.

   "Don't think about it, your bold idea has not been tried before. It's just that their end is not very good, and the path of power that a mortal can walk is limited.

  A new path based on anima will not necessarily make you stronger, and it may also distract you.

  Don't do it!

  Unless you can find epic or even legendary animas, there is an adventure worthwhile, but IMHO, old Bwonsamdi has been a **** of death for so many years, and he has never seen such a high-level anima.

   Besides, your Luna armor and the seal in your hand have anima sockets, so you don’t need to work as hard as they do to integrate power.

   You are such a lucky guy. Can you teach me how to get such good luck as you? Old Bwonsamdi is also eager to transfer. "

   "It's easy."

  The smelly pirate shrugged, took out the holy month symbol from his arms, and said:

   "Ms. Elune's belief, understand?"

   (end of this chapter)