Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1286 36. You have entered the dark temple area, and Demon Navigation will continue to serve you

   In other words, no matter how majestic and gorgeous a city is, there will still be a filthy sewer, just like how beautiful a girl is, she will also go to the toilet.

   This is an embarrassing situation that no advanced civilization can avoid.

   And the Karabor Temple, which was once the second largest city of the Draenei, naturally also has a sewer that fits its huge scale.

  Because the city was built by the sea, a sewage outlet buried by silt can be found in a hidden area on the coast.

This is the "staff channel" where the Ashtongue Deathsworn secretly entered and exited the Karabor Temple. It is worth mentioning that Akama and his entourage escaped from here during the Karabor massacre. .

   "Don't worry, go in."

   In the dark of night, Akama, who personally led the way for these daring outsiders, pointed to the entrance of the sewer dug in front of him, and said to the others:

   "The 'Red Mist Plague' that the orcs used to contaminate and distort our bodies has long since dissipated, and it is now very safe here, but the smell is a bit bad.

   But then again, if it's cleaned well, the demons won't miss the process of checking it.

   This is our luck and yours too. "

   "Go in and have a look."

  Black threw the little murloc in his arms to the ground and made a gesture to it.

  The little fishman is not afraid of getting dirty. It grew up in the swamp with bad taste.

  It took off its beautiful clothes, put it in its luggage, picked up its own salted fish hammer, summoned its own ugly dragon Shad Walker and its own deep-sea monster quack, and carried its war crossbow behind it.

   After finishing this whole set of procedures, it bravely rushed into the huge sewer in front of him.

   Others are waiting for news.

   However, entering the stinky sewers in front of you is a very challenging mentality, and even the demon hunters who have always given everything for Lord Illidan look bad.

  It was true that they were blinded, but their sense of smell was much sharper than ordinary life due to the enhancement of fel energy, and the stench in front of them was enough to kill them half of their lives.

   But the stinky pirate didn't care about the situation that he was about to drill into the sewers to make a surprise attack. He was still in the mood to discuss some strange things with Akama next to him.

   "I said, I remember when you draenei built the Temple of Karabor, you inscribed the rune of the Holy Light on the corner of the city, so that it could carry the power from the Holy Light.

   When the orcs attacked the city, it was because of the protection of the Holy Light that you persisted for a long time. Now that the devil is here, why don’t you activate the defense system in the city?

  It is understandable that others don’t know that knowledge, but your Archbishop Akama shouldn’t. "

   "Don't call that title!"

   Akama stroked the two chained golden one-handed scythes around his waist, and said:

   "I've said goodbye to the past, and when I accept who I am now, I'm no longer who I was in the past.

  The defense system in the city was damaged a lot by the destruction and burning of the orcs. After the arrival of the demons, they polluted the temple of Karabor with fel energy.

   I know that knowledge is useless, the Light has abandoned us, unless the draenei come back here again, but how will they come back? "

   Akama said in a tone of disgust:

   "When Velen decides to give up here, they will never come back! They only have the light of the naaru and the guidance of those tangrams in their eyes, but they know nothing of the cruelty of reality.

   They had lived in peace for two hundred years, thinking that the disaster was gone, and even Velen himself let down his guard, and then the disaster came.

   The saddest thing is that I was one of these guys too.

   I was as cowardly and escapist as they were.

   Now I know that peace will never be ours, it will never belong to the draenei, unless Kil'jaeden and Archimonde and their eredars all die.

   But Velen dare not fight them, what can we lowly twisters do? "

   "Wow, there is a lot of resentment."

  Black exclaimed:

   "I see that after you were distorted by the red fog plague, although you lost the blessing of the Holy Light, it was not a bad thing. Look at you now, every Ashtongue Deathsworn has blessings and hugs from the shadows.

  You are all good assassins, you still retain the super sense of the draenei, and you only need to go through rigorous training, you can become a very good dark warrior.

  In this way, I happen to have a small organization called the 'Dark Sanctuary' under my command, which is recruiting talented Broken and Draenei like you.

  I can teach you how to fight in the dark and teach you how to fight demons.

   Interested in sending some apprentices for training? "

   "What Dark Sanctuary? It doesn't sound like a serious organization!"

   Akama spit out:

   "But old Gani told me that I can trust you in terms of intrigue, so I don't mind sending some clansmen to see you.

   Where is the training ground of your organization? "

   "It turned out to be in a large desert called Silithus, where the assassin's will can be sharpened very well, but now the situation is special, so I gathered a group of instructors to open a branch in Hellfire Fortress."

  Black took out a symbol of the Uncrowned and threw it to Akama, saying:

   "You can send someone to go there directly for training. Of course, when the job title is assessed, you still have to go to the training ground in the Great Desert of Silithus.

   This is the rule of the uncrowned. "

  “呱呱”

Just as the two were discussing these matters, the cry of the little fishman sounded from the sewer in front of him, and the mud-stained Ben Borba stuck his head out of the sewer and waved at the person in front of him. paw.

   indicated that it was safe inside and they could come in.

   "Let's go, everyone!"

  Blake put on the black owl helmet, said something to the people beside him, and was the first to bend down and enter the sewer.

The   watchers followed, followed by the hunters of Mok'Nathal, and finally the demon hunters.

  After they went in, Akama took the Broken Ones to seal the passage with silt. These outsiders only came once and then left, but they had to use the tunnel for a long time.

   This cannot be discovered by others.

   "The sewers that haven't been cleaned in the past ten years are really disgusting."

  Black was walking on the stairs of the dark sewer. He complained while using the Death Beacon to sense Maiev's position. After entering this temple occupied by demons, his perception became much clearer.

   After a few minutes, he told everyone behind him:

   "Sera took your sisters and me to rescue Maiev, and the others followed Alturis to the top floor of the temple, and all the way up to the temple platform.

   Kazzak and Legion Contacts are there.

   But don't rush to attack, wait until my side is done. "

   "Wait, didn't you prepare an escape route in advance?"

  The cautious Rexxar sensed the presence of the evil energy around him that made him feel awe, and he said:

   "With the number of demons here, even if we succeed in assassinating Kazzak, we will be besieged by the gathered demons. There are too many of them."

   "The escape route or something is naturally set up early in the morning."

   Black snapped his fingers and said:

   "Don't worry. Do your own thing, I promise everyone can go back alive. Let's go!"

  The pirate gave an order, and the group of people immediately divided into two groups and moved forward along different sewer routes. Black led the Void Watchers into the shadows.

  The pirate looked up at the moment he was enveloped by the floating shadow.

   All he saw was the roof covered with dirt, but he saw more than just the roof. He whispered in a voice only he could hear:

"It's time to test the cooperation of our two prophets, Lord Velen. If you can see it. To my collaborator, and to the Akamas and Ashtongue Deathsworn who have been completely disappointed with you, show this. Your determination and sincerity."

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Just as Black led the watchers, demon hunters, and orc hunters into the Temple of Karabor, Maiev Shadowsong, who was hanging in the air by chains, suddenly opened in a cage deep in the temple. eyes.

   Madam Warden This will be very miserable.

  Her Warden armor and weapons have been disarmed, and she is wearing a black leather armor. Look closely at the Night Killer armor she got from Blake at that time.

   She wore this leather armor as the lining of her plate armor.

   But now this leather armor has also become tattered after being tortured by the devil. Lady Maiev's cheeks are covered with blood, and her long white hair is stained with blood.

   Anyone who sees her now will feel miserable.

   And around this cell, there are the most elite group of demon guards under the doomsday overlord Kazzak, who are ordered to take care of this important prisoner.

  The cell was silent, except for the slight sound of blood dripping from the wound on Maiev's waist hitting the ground.

   Ms. Warden's hands were moving in the dark, and she wanted to undo the fel shackles that bound her power, which was impossible for ordinary spellcasters, but not impossible for Maiev.

   She knew exactly why she was being held here, and she had to get out before her loyal subordinates did stupid things.

   Not only to prevent Nasa and the others from running to die, but also the terrible news that he accidentally heard after sneaking into the Karabor Temple before!

  It must be told immediately to the draenei Prophet Velen

   An evil conspiracy against the Prophet himself has entered the stage of implementation!

   In the conversation she overheard about the Deceiver and his most loyal subordinate, Kazzak, she learns that the demons are about to give a terrifying weapon to those of their choosing.

   And once the weapon returns, the entire Draenor will instantly turn into a world of death!

  The stagnation of the attacks of the demons in this world is not because of how powerful the resistance in this world is, but purely to leave those living beings with a strong sense of resistance as a test of the supreme power of this weapon.

   Once this horrific experiment succeeds, the Burning Legion will instantly possess the power of death to encompass a world, and then pour the hatred and madness of Draenor into the world of Azeroth through the Dark Portal.

   A terrifying legion ten times larger than the orcs invading the eastern continent will destroy everything that stands against them, and the demons of the Burning Legion don't even need to do it themselves to claim an effortless victory.

   And Azeroth.

   With Maiev's understanding of the current situation of that world, everyone in that world is not ready to face such a disaster, maybe there is one person who has foreseen all this.

   Thinking of that annoying guy, Maiev, who was hanging in the air, gritted his teeth.

   After a few seconds, there was a rattling sound in the cell.

   The sound immediately alerted the vigilant demon guards outside the door, and a succubus and a satyr came in to check the situation of this important prisoner. They saw Maiev still trapped in the air by three chains of evil flames, which reassured the two demons.

   But just as they turned around, Maiev's figure suddenly disappeared from mid-air, and appeared behind the petite succubus in the form of a shadow attack.

   There was a crackling sound, and the succubus' head rotated one hundred and eighty degrees, and the charming face was unable to even panic, and the whole body went limp.

   The demon dagger that she was holding in her hand was lifted by Maiev, and before the satyr next to him was ready to shout, he pierced its lower jaw, stirring its brain into a mess in the surging stench of blood.

The dim moonlight shone on Maiev, although Lady Elune's power was not as powerful as Azeroth in this world, but as the most favored dark walker by the Moon God, even if she was seriously injured, she could deal with two demons. Also within reach.

   Maiev slumped on the spot clutching the wound in her stomach, panting hard.

   She was captured not because of how powerful Kazzak was, but simply because the deceiver used a strange power that overwhelmed her defenses in an instant.

   That's not even that big demon's power.

   Maiev faintly saw a vision of a burning giant holding a dark red scythe when he was attacked, and that guy even had the ability to isolate her from the moon god.

   That must be some crazy weapon of war made by the Burning Legion.

   But now is not the time to think about that.

  Shadowsong struggled to his feet.

   She didn't even waste time looking for her armor and weapons, she had to hurry up and get out of here, after staggering into the shadow, Yingsong followed the path she remembered.

   But when she left the cell and was about to enter the outer area of ​​Karabor Temple, she saw that the door that was supposed to be open in front of her would have been closed.

   Damn!

   A typical cat-and-mouse trap!

   What are these demons going to do?

   Use this method to break her mind, so that she can abandon Luna to serve the Dark Titan?

   What arrogant fantasies!

   Maiev cursed in a low voice, and when she turned around, a group of Doomguards who had descended from the sky were laughing and surrounded the desperate prisoner.

   They were led by a particularly large doomguard commander who held a strange war sword and wore heavy armor.

   Maiev recognized it.

  The Demon King Kurul, the adjutant of the doomsday overlord Kazzak, a powerful and cruel high-ranking demon.

   "Weak little mouse, where do you want to go?"

   The Doomsday Guard waved the blue warblade with strange power in his hand, and a wave of brutal power was exerted on the surrounding Doomsday Guard Demon, which laughed horribly and spit fire from its nostrils.

   it roared:

   "Shout, shout, and pray to every being you can think of, but no one will come to your rescue! Your ultimate destiny is to be infused with searing fel energy and join the glorious Legion.

   Your dark power will sweep Azeroth for Lord Sargeras

   This is your destiny.

   Maiev Shadowsong, drop your despair and accept it with humility! "

   "Om"

  Two warblades gathered by the dim moonlight appeared in Maiev's hand.

   That was her response.

   On the other side, Blake, who had just climbed out of the sewers, shook his head and said to Sera Moonguard beside him doubtfully:

   "Have I been hallucinating? It seemed that a loud voice was calling the stinky woman's name in a demonic language just now. What the **** is this devil trick?

   Are those Kil'jaeden **** trying to lure us into taking the bait?

  Although it feels a little weird, it is probably a trap, but why don't you go and take a look? "

   (end of this chapter)