Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1087 183. Gale! Heed my orders!

  Black is experimenting with his new magic.

   He has also learned from the Mark of the Initiator for a long time. Although he still has not mastered the obscure and complicated Finger of Death, he has understood the principles of other magics of the Defiler.

   For example, the "Grip of the Legion" in front of him is one of Archimonde's most proud shadow magics. It is a super group attack magic that integrates control, killing and cursing.

   Its spellcasting effect is also very handsome.

  The three shadowy flame walls lingering on the ground move back and forth under the command of the pirates. As long as they are swept by the flames, they will be forcibly imprisoned in place and accept the burning of the shadowy flames.

  Because of Black's void energy and the special effects of his gauntlet anima, this Legion Grip is still a "Void Enhanced Version".

  The wind element and air element swept by the flames have to withstand not only the burning of shadows, but also the mental impact and body corruption of the void. But if the effect of Archimonde's triumphant magic is just like this, it would be a bit too underestimating the defiler's spellcasting attainments.

   Legion's Grip and Archimonde's other magics all have "follow-up combos".

   The core of the Defiler's spellcasting system is a peculiar enhancement-like spell called "Soul Charge". Each soul killed by it will give the Defiler a massive enhancement of its spellcasting ability in a short period of time according to its strength attributes.

The most powerful part of this system is that as long as Archimonde keeps casting spells, killing enemies, and harvesting souls, the polluter can be regarded as an unstoppable "magic perpetual motion machine".

   Nothing can stop the defiler's carnage until the last soul is harvested.

   Now, this mature and deadly spellcasting system has been figured out by the smelly pirates.

   He just needs a little more time to comprehend and practice the "soul charging" magic, so that he can imitate the polluter's spellcasting system and become the "monkey version" or "youth version of the polluter".

   This will also be a further upgrade of the stinky pirate to his warlock magic system. Once he completes this enhancement, his spellcasting ability and magic destructive power will reach a new height.

Taking into account Black's "Hand of the Void" status, although his extreme destructive power when operating this set of spellcasting systems cannot reach the level of destructiveness of Archimonde, his corrosive and spiritual pollution ability. Definitely better.

   To sum up, this bright world is in trouble.

   The stinky pirate lives happily here, the world of Azeroth is too difficult.

   "Wow, fallen souls are always at hand."

  Blake stood on the gorgeous platform of the wind elements. He maintained a cool spellcasting action to keep the blue-purple Legion Grip burning. No wind element could rush out of this burning area.

   Yes, they do fly.

   But there are more vicious and deadly sisters of Salameni in the sky.

   After swallowing Chogall's delicious anima, the lethality of the pair of swords has been sharpened and enhanced, and they are now eager to compete for "who is the master's favorite sword girl".

  The wind elements that dare to take off will be pierced by the black and white double swords in an instant, and their elemental souls will also be captured by Black, crushed on the spot to strengthen the lethality of the continuous burning flame.

   "I think he can sweep this place alone."

  Lili, the red panda with a monk's stick, was stunned to see that Blake fought the wind element army alone and gained the upper hand. This scene brought a terrible psychological impact to the young red panda.

   Always fearless, she shook her body and hid behind Uncle Chen, stuck her head out and looked at the burning temple and the burned wind elements in front of her, she whispered:

   "This pirate is so scary. Compared with him, these wind elements are like justice warriors defending their hometown. Gaboa, who always wants to mummify us, is a saint compared to him."

   "Of course he's scary, he's the evil legend of the endless sea."

   Lao Chen didn't care about the exaggerated battle scene in front of him.

  The furry face under the legendary monk's hat is full of calm. He has power but does not seek power, nor is he afraid of power. This is the "state of mind" that pandaren monks emphasize.

  The landslide is ahead without changing its color.

   Lao Chen patted his niece on the head and said to her:

   "He is your best teaching material! The meaning of his existence is to remind you not to be like him. But there is no need to reject his kindness, just like those principles you learned at Wuchen Temple.

  The boundaries between black and white are not so obvious. They blend with each other to form this complex world. We need to draw the strength of both sides from the blending of black and white. "

  Lili nodded in understanding.

   She looked to the side, and the old dwarf Brian Bronzebeard ignored the battle in front of her.

  He will be lying on the side of the pillar of the wind element platform, his eyes are shining, and he will hold the archaeologist's rubbing paper and rub the mysterious wind element symbol on it.

   As expected of a professional!

   This will be a race against time to acquire the historical story of the wind element.

   On a higher platform, Xiaoxing and Sianne's persuasion to the storm dragon Altairus failed, and now they have entered the second stage of "physical persuasion".

   That scene was intense.

  Senni fought close to the storm dragon with the body of a giant dragon, while the injured little star used dragon language magic to prevent Altairus from changing the airflow to strengthen himself, and cheered on him by the way.

  Lack of the enhancement of airflow power, the Storm Dragon is obviously at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat.

   But that's not why it's weak.

   It can only be said that Seanigosa is too strong.

   In the previous battle of Qiraji, this Blue Dragon Princess killed a team of Anubisath obsidian dog-headed giants by one person.

   In terms of melee combat, apart from General Sapphiron, it is estimated that no one of the current blue dragons is her opponent.

Moreover, this peculiar Lan Longji has mastered the wild tactics of melee combat while throwing magic, and is used to bloodshed and pain. From the scars on her body, it can be seen that she does not regard the elegance of the blue dragon as a thing. matter.

   She prefers to fight furiously like a black dragon.

   This fighting stance, which is extremely inconsistent with the style of the blue dragon, is likely to be related to the experience of Seanigosa who was stolen from the dragon's nest by the evil black dragon when he was a young dragon, and served as a "test product" for a period of time.

   To use Blake's words to evaluate Seanne's fighting stance, that is the "mad dog" style of warfare.

   But this is not a bad thing, and it goes well with the little star of the weak chicken.

   "Hey, are you done?"

   After burning all the wind elements on the platform, Blake shouted to the platform above while standing in the scorched wreckage of the elements. He levitated his magic eyeballs, ready to help with the Death Ray Eyes.

  The magic given by this heart is good for everything, it is quick to use, has huge destructive power, and is especially good at clearing the line, but its biggest problem is that it has a great load on the eyeball when it is released.

  Black's magic eyeball will become very scorching hot every time it shoots out a dead light eye, and it needs to be used again after cooling down.

   Of course, he can also use his own eyes to release the eye ridges.

   But pirates are reluctant to use it at the risk of becoming blind, although Azeroth's famous "Blind People's Mutual Aid Society" Illidari would certainly welcome Black's participation.

   Just when the pirate's eyeballs hovered above the platform, he saw that the huge and handsome storm dragon had transformed into a dead dog, and the roared Seanne clasped his head with his armed dragon claws and violently smashed it against the pillar.

   smashed the pillars of the platform in three or two strokes, and also broke several teeth of the storm dragon.

   "Ow!"

  Sianni roared in the sky, the storm dragons around the platform that came to save the leader did not dare to approach, and the little star was pulling the broken wing root next to it and roared in a decent manner.

   was like a backdrop for the victor, but her roar was full of triumph.

   also threatened the surrounding storm dragons with dragon language, saying that if they did not follow her, they would let their guards crush the defeated Arterus to death on the spot.

   This wave of fox and tiger's mighty tactics was really understood by Little Xingxing.

   This also reassured the pirate. He retracted his eyeballs and looked at the other platform in the depths of the clouds. If looming, he could see thunderstorms shining, and a large wind element was supporting the past.

   It should be that Gaboa is also about to defeat the Grand Prime Minister of the Wind Elements stationed on the other side.

   "You stay here and don't move!"

  The pirate turned his head to the people behind him and said:

   "Especially when the seal of the wall of the sky is broken for a while, don't make extra moves to attract attention, just be a spectator for the rest of the time.

  I went outside for a walk. "

  “???”

  Old Chen looked at Blake in surprise, he asked:

   "Where are you going? This is the realm of the elements. The material world will not extend here. Once you get lost here, no one will be able to find you."

   "I'll be honest."

  The pirate shrugged and said casually:

   "Although the wind rider and I have never met, there is already a little conflict between us. If it finds out that I am here, then you will all be dead today.

   I have to hide before it breaks.

   This is for your own good.

   As for getting lost, I think instead of worrying about this, you might as well worry about whether I will die of drunkenness because of drinking too much. I come to the Sky Wall just like going home.

   He knows how to go with his eyes closed. "

After   , the pirate walked to the edge of the cloud platform, opened his arms and glanced down, then jumped and fell into the thick cloud like suicide.

   The blue-blue bat wings opened a few seconds later, carrying the pirates to the deepest platform on the top of the swirling cloud.

   In the place where the moonlight shines, his figure disappears into the moonlight like "melting", and now even Lao Chen can't catch the breath of a pirate.

   This also gave the legendary monk a more intuitive understanding of Black's concealment ability.

   He made up his mind.

   If there is a possibility of being hostile to Black in the future, you must not choose a battlefield where the moon shines in the dark. Fighting pirates in that environment is simply courting death.

  Ten minutes later, the cursed pirate king Gaboa rushed to the last platform where the sky altar was located with his group of powerful thugs cheering.

   They are ready to deal with the high-level wind lords stationed here,

   But after traversing the elemental defense line that was full of stars falling and shooting, all that came into sight was the incomplete remains of the wind lord.

  The armor of the anthropomorphic Wind Lord still shone with thunder and entwined the breeze, but its terrifying body had dissipated.

   Above the stump, sat the smelly pirate Black.

   The latter is holding a pipe with his legs crossed, the black owl's helmet is in his hand, and on the elemental remnant body under his **** is the spear of the Alpha Wolf's Blade that shines with lightning.

   After seeing Gaboa and his party appear, Blake spread his arms and made a welcome gesture. In his clasped left hand, there was a lilac anima ball that only he could see.

   "I think if I take the initiative, the resentment in your heart will dissipate when you pay. Considering that it is still a little difficult for you third-rate pirates to challenge this 'caliphate of the breeze', so I help a little bit.

   You shouldn't scold me for robbing your opponent, right? "

   Black asked cheerfully.

   Gaboyana trolls face a heap of smiles.

   He didn't answer, but gave the pirate a stern thumbs up, thinking that it would be great to have this crazy stinky pirate here. He rubbed his hands and took off the Stormcaller crown from the top of his head and approached the sky altar.

  The old troll is about to break the seal of the Sky Wall.

  The smelly pirate stood up and stretched, took a few steps back, and disappeared into the moonlight.

   "Crash"

   The moment when the evil crown in Gaboa's hand approached the sky altar forged by the storm, there was a gloomy lightning swaying in the sky above the palace above the clouds.

   belongs to the core power of the Wind Rider who was forcibly taken away by the ancient gods, and it pours into the sky altar from the Stormcaller Crown.

  While the seal was still in effect, Alakir, the wind rider in the wall of the sky, was successfully awakened at the edge of the material world, and he felt the seal of the elemental territory that was no longer stable shaking.

  The Stormcaller Crown, Sky Altar and Wind Rider form a wonderful connection, like a wedge being slammed into an invisible elemental seal.

  Increasingly violent thunder and gust of wind rolled and announced that a king was about to return to this world.

  They are roaring!

   The wind of the whole world is responding to the majesty of the monarch at this moment.

  They became wild and uninhibited, they swept Mount Hyjal, swept across the city of Lordaeron, rattled the enchantment of Quel'Thalas, and set off a blizzard in the snowy mountains of Dun Morogh.

The    and relentless thunderstorm then fell, destroying the spire of the just-built Stormwind Cathedral, and leaving an ugly scar on the Black Dragon Throne in Blackrock Mountain, reflecting Nefarian's shocked face.

  The endless sea reflects the sky turned upside down. Under the deep waters of Vashj'ir, the tide hunter Neptulon, who is still purifying the abyss trident, suddenly raised his head.

   That fuzzy face was full of indifference and disgust.

  After it, the second elemental monarch broke out, but why Alakir?

  Why it is!

   It is also much better to replace it with stone mother

  Er, but thinking about it in reverse, it was a lucky thing that Alakir broke the seal instead of Ragnaros.

   "I call upon you! Great Wind Rider, Great Heart of the Sky!"

   In the lingering light of thunder and lightning, the old troll Gaboa pulled out the excessively gorgeous troll sailor knife from his waist, and he shouted to the gray light at the end of the sky like a madman:

   "With my humble dedication, the wall of the sky will return to the world today, show your strength, and let me share your majesty!"

"boom"

  Gaboa's sailor knife slashed hard, hitting the Stormcaller's crown.

   The evil thing that was drained of power is no longer as strong as it used to be. As the blade slashed, the beautiful crown shattered.

  The essence of the gust of wind that was imprisoned in it roared into the end of the sky, and Alakir took back the power it had taken away, and the return of this power also came **** the already overwhelmed seal.

   A soft click was drowned out in the surging thunderstorm.

   The entire sky illuminated by the storm and thunder cracked like broken glass, and in the next moment of the storm, a huge figure was formed.

   At the moment when it waved the elemental holy blade in its hand, the whole world roared and surrendered.

   O prisoner of countless hours, after a long and boring imprisonment, the wind rider, has returned.

   What a gust of wind!

  Listen to my orders!

   (end of this chapter)