Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1276 26. What? Want me to meet my ex-boyfriend?

   "Whoosh"

  The flame phoenix flew over the barren and cracked earth of Hellfire Peninsula at the speed of air racing, leaving a shining trail of light in the dim sky.

  It is extremely fast, even fast enough for the "passengers" to accept.

  Black is actually okay.

   He was holding on to the reins of the sky, but he just felt that the oncoming wind was very cool when the supersonic speed was running, but the weak chicken and the little murloc were not good enough.

   This guy was hiding in the bag on Black's waist, and his face twitched, covering his mouth and screaming. Obviously, the flight speed was too fast, which made the aquatic creatures feel like seasickness.

   "Hey, I told you, you have to vomit for a while and then vomit after landing. I can't spare you if you stain my clothes!"

  The stinky pirate shouted to the weak murloc with a cold face.

   The latter didn't even have the strength to refute, so he could only cover his mouth.

   "Hold on for a while, it's almost there."

  Black glanced at the door of darkness in front of him, and said to the distressed little murloc:

   "Let you stay on Maim's boat, and follow the Demon Hunter and Rexxar slowly back, you have to run with me to greet the 'guest'.

  The path you choose, you have to finish it while you grit your teeth. This is the will of a man, do you understand?

   Show me a decent way, asshole. "

   The little murloc can't say it, it just thinks it's cool and handsome to ride a phoenix, but who would have thought that the sky can fly so fast with all its strength!

   It broke the speed of sound as soon as it started.

   This is a speed that other flying mounts cannot achieve at all.

   seemed to see the pain of the little murloc, Blake snorted, patted the scorching plume of the sky with satisfaction, and said:

   "Elemental creatures don't need to consider wind resistance, they must be flying fast. Now I not only have the fastest boat in the world, but also the fastest bird in the world. Huhu, it's really satisfying.

   Well, look, they're waiting for me there.

  Come down, my dear bird. "

   At Black's call, the scorching bird circled in the air and flew down quickly towards the Dark Portal. When it landed, it was swift, graceful and steady.

  The smelly pirate originally planned to make a cool debut to welcome the good guests who came to help him, but as soon as the weak chicken murloc landed, he rushed to the steps with his mouth covered and spit out a rainbow.

   This greatly lowered the stinky pirate's handsome appearance, making him want to rush over and kick the shameful guy's feet.

   But the pirate's guests don't care about these details.

   They didn't even care that Black fell from the sky.

   These guys in elf-style dark armor are wrapped in a cold temperament. Some are driving the newly awakened undead to observe the world in front of them, and some are silently sorting out their armor and weapons.

A group of blood-robed Sarines are traveling in the distance, adapting to the magic of this world, and on the steps in front of the Dark Portal, Lord Kutalos Ravenkes, who is commanding this group of death knights, is standing there. Looking at this barren and barren world full of demons.

   "It's full of death, even if I've only just set foot in the world, I can hear the dead crying. They try to tell me about their suffering, but I'm not interested in that."

  This lord, who was born in an imperial noble family and has a family background, always speaks poetically, is leaning on the Soul Eater Sword Apocalypse given to him by Windrunner's mother, and there is no trace of emotion in his icy blue eyes.

   As Black approached him, he said in a hoarse voice:

   "I only need to satisfy the regrets of these dead people and vent all the hatred and revenge deep in their souls. Only in this way can they rest in another world.

   And such venting is also beneficial to us.

   They will tear up all our enemies for us before they find peace.

   Lord Black.

   I love this new world you are guiding us.

   It's a better battlefield for death knights than Azeroth, where we'll live comfortably in a satisfying crusade against our eternal foe.

   I only have one question now. "

   He looked at Black and asked:

   "Where are my enemies? Where are the enemies of the Black Ravens?"

"There!"

  The smelly pirate was also unceremonious. On this step, he pointed to the ruthless high lord in the direction of the distant Hellfire Fortress. He said:

   "There are many, many, many indescribable bad orcs living there, and they and their demon masters lay sinister traps there, waiting to harvest every hapless one who sets foot in it.

   There are demons everywhere in this world, but I think the Black Crows should find a weak opponent to practice their skills before raising their swords and fighting demons.

   Help me take down that fortress by the way, make me grow face in front of my new friends, and make me speak a little more in this world.

  I think this should not be a problem for you? "

   "How long will it take you?"

   Lord Ravencrest laughed.

   He asked a question that is usually only asked by Party A who has a lot of troubles, and Blake was stunned. Then the pirate shrugged and said with a thumbs up:

   "The sooner the better, of course."

   "Then start tonight, and by the early hours of tomorrow you will be able to receive your new fortress.

   However, we also need a large rear area for the construction and repair of the structure, and that fortress needs to be divided into a part of the death knight's base of operations in this dead world.

   I guess that shouldn't be a problem, right? "

   Your Excellency the lord stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

   His adjutant immediately turned around and summoned the death steed to rush towards the Dark Portal, probably heading to Azeroth to shake people.

   Judging by the operational efficiency of the Black Ravens, the death knights with outstanding execution performance, it is estimated that the annular pit on the other side of the Dark Portal is already full of death knights who are ready to go.

   "Of course, the castle you built must have a place for you."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "But considering that this fortress may have many forces stationed in the future, in order to prevent your strange structures from scaring them, can it be placed at the bottom?

   Also, don't make it look like a slaughterhouse when you work, the death knights should also pay attention to their appearance. "

   In the face of the smelly pirate's suggestion, Lord Ravencrest snorted disdainfully, brushed his long gray hair, and replied in elegant ancient Saras:

  "We are elves. You can rest assured of this. If other hypocritical living creatures need it, we can even sprinkle petals and perfume on the workbench when stitching the structure.

   However, in addition to this exciting war, the Black Ravens are also facing an embarrassing problem. "

The high lord    looked at Black and said in a low voice:

   "We need our own lich. We can't trouble Blue Moon with everything, right? Do you have any good advice on this?"

   "Well, Lich, this is not a good choice."

   Black rubbed his chin for a moment, then rolled his eyes and said:

   "Is Elisande okay?"

   "That's great!"

The great lord    nodded and asked again:

   "Are you confident in persuading the Great Magister to give up his meaningless life and plunge into eternal and peaceful death?"

   "I'm not sure."

  Black pouted and said:

   "You might as well let me go directly to assassinate her with a higher success rate, but persuasion won't work, we can do it another way, let's finish this thing first, and then we'll plan it out.

  Speaking of which, when you came over, was there any movement in the Watch Fort? "

   "We received your message and teleported directly from Val'sharah to the Blasted Lands."

   Lord Ravencrest shook his head and said:

   "I don't have much time to observe the fort in the back, but you might ask him about the situation there, our scout met him on the other side of the Dark Portal.

   He seems to be going through the Dark Portal. "

The high lord    waved his hand, and a female death knight escorted a embarrassed draenei vigilante to come forward. Blake looked over there, and was immediately happy.

   "Yo, I'm still an acquaintance."

   He stepped forward and said to the draenei who were unbound in front of him:

   "Didn't you **** your clan to Watch Fort? Why did you run back?"

  The embarrassed Draenei Vindicator Cirdan moved his wrists and frowned at the indifferent death knights around him.

   He was the first to see this creation of the power of death.

   They are very good at fighting, but Cerdan is not bad. Just now, he used the power of the Holy Light to fight three against one, and he was beaten down after two of them were defeated. Ravencase was also surprised by this powerful fighting power.

   Looking at the eyes of the great lord, it is obvious that he has a strong "interest" in these draenei.

   That gloomy gaze made a Light Walker like Cerdan uncomfortable, but in the face of Black's question, he still stood up and answered:

   "Your people are very enthusiastic. My compatriots were sent to a place called Redridge Mountain to cultivate at the fastest speed. The mages in Dalaran promised to help us take care of them.

  My companions went to Stormwind City, where they met the Light Walkers of Azeroth, and conveyed to them the greetings of the Prophet, as for me."

  Cerdan let out a long breath, looked at Black, and said:

   "I figured it out, Lord Black.

  I have entrusted the protection of my tribe to my compatriots, please take my share and continue to protect my tribe in the bright world.

   But I'm staying! "

  The draenei paladin clenched his fists and said to Black:

"I want to say goodbye to my weakness and my kindness, and follow your promise to enter a dark road full of revenge and battle. I can't find any counsel in the temple of light that can bring me peace of mind. It will be so painful.

   But you tell me there is a dark sanctuary beyond the light.

  The light can't do it, maybe I can do it in the dark! I will never allow disaster to happen to my compatriots again, for which I would rather abandon my faith.

  Only in this way can I hold more things in my heart.

  Only then can I convince myself to raise arms to the sinners who have deeply hurt my fellow man. The tragedies I have witnessed

   I don't want to persuade myself to forgive them any more!

  My anger is surging, it makes me have nightmares every night, those sins that represent blood must be paid for with equal blood! "

  Cirdan took off his Vindicator's helmet and put it on the ground. He took off his heavy armor, revealing the black uniform he was wearing.

He stretched out his hand and cut a wispy tentacle on his forehead that all male draenei would grow. In the surging blood, the emblem representing the Holy Light dimmed on his forehead, like a scar that cut off his past and present.

   In the faint screams of the Holy Light, the former vigilante bowed his head to Black, endured the pain and said:

   "Please allow me to join the dark temple, please teach me the knowledge of walking in the dark, please lead me to serve the light in the dark."

   "Congratulations on gaining another great follower."

  The Great Lord Ravencase, who was watching this scene, said to Black in a playful tone:

   "I'm curious, the feeling of bewitching the light and falling into the darkness must be good, right?"

   "Yeah, that's a feeling you guys can't imagine, and it's hard for me to describe it to you. If you have to ask, then I can only say."

  The pirate snorted and put the Uncrowned's insignia on Cirdan's collar.

   He said softly:

   "It's cool."

—

   "The Great Druid of the Black Crow, the king of the forest calls you over, he has something to say to you."

  Moonlight Woodland, outside the treehouse where Thesari Black Crow meditated, a Druid's respectful call sounded, interrupting the new arch Druid's unique flame meditation.

   As Miss Hisari Black Crow folded her hands, the flames floating in front of her quickly extinguished.

   But when she got up, her dazzling long burning hair made her immediately usher in the strong onlookers of several druids around her when she walked out of the tree house.

The   Flame Druid faction has just been established, and the teachings in all aspects have not yet been figured out. Therefore, Thesari Black Crow, the first Fire Druid in Moonlight Woodland, has not even had time to accept his disciples.

   But she was used to the strange gazes of her compatriots.

   This is normal, anyone who sees a woman with burning hair will be very concerned.

   But when Miss Black Crow turned into a beautiful flaming eagle flapping its wings and flew towards the location of the forest king, the gaze of this compatriot immediately turned into a burst of exclamations.

   This also makes the Arch Druid tireless.

The    flames opened up new paths for her, but also brought a lot of attention she didn't like.

  You scream when you turn into a fire eagle. If I turn into a flaming bear or a flaming panther, will you be so excited that you faint?

   It's too much of a fuss, there's no concentration at all, the druid recruits in Moonglade are really poor.

   With such complaints, Miss Black Crow, who has been keeping a low profile since she returned to Moonlight Woodland, landed in front of the shrine of the Forest King, only to see a tail wagging tauren smiling at her as soon as she landed.

   That was Hamuul Runetotem, a peculiar druid who faced the same problems as Crow.

   "Staghelm sent back news from Draenor, very important news."

   Seeing that the two druids have arrived, the vision of Cenarius, the king of the forest, appeared in front of the shrine. This demigod of nature is now busy restoring the ecology of Desolace, and has not appeared in Moonglade for a long time.

   His vision said solemnly to the two Druids in front of him:

   "Fandral discovered an alternative path for the forces of nature in Delano, and his letters indicate that this discovery has the potential to overturn our existing system of natural forces.

   He asked the Cenarion Circle to send an expedition to Draenor immediately to study the wild nature while helping the natives of that world to defend against demons.

   Coincidentally, the Wardens also sent back a report on the demonic situation on Draenor, and we do need to send a good representative there.

   I have discussed with Malfurion, he thinks that the expedition should be led by the Black Raven Archdruid, with Hamuul as his lieutenant, and it is true.

   So, the two of you, get ready.

  You have to travel through the dreamland and reach the Dark Portal in three days, where our human friends are waiting for you. "

   "Wait, King of the Forest, why must it be me?"

   Hisari Crow frowned and said:

   "My fit with the power of fire still needs to be cultivated. I have already applied for a period of retreat. I am not shiing my responsibilities, but I don't really want to travel far recently."

   "Because you are the most suitable person among us."

  The King of the Forest explained patiently:

   "Staghelm's trip to Draenor was not alone, he went with a very complicated person named Blake Shaw."

"I"

   Hearing this name, Miss Black Crow's heart suddenly shook.

   She had a slot stuck in her throat that couldn't go up and down. It was so uncomfortable that she really beat the head of the King of the Forest twice!

   Hey, we just broke up!

   Do you want me to meet my "ex-boyfriend"?

  I'm so embarrassed! What should we do when we meet?

   That **** said it so heartlessly!

  You bastards!

   (end of this chapter)