Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 135 43. I said I didn't mean it, do you believe it? 【515】

  “Shu”

  The legendary blade Sanksu danced in a circular arc in Black's hands, and the magic-breaking blade easily chopped down more than a dozen troll skeletons that rushed up around him.

   These guys look terrifying, but they are actually very weak.

   They were implicated by their own captains and were cursed to become the immortal posture they are now, but their bodies have become abnormally rotten in time, and they are only maintained by the curse.

   All flesh and blood have been weathered, and without muscles, how much strength can the rotten bones exert? How could they be the opponents of the newly cursed violent guys under Black's command?

  Reid in the state of undead wielded his sword and drove Wushuang among the swarming troll bones. Wherever the undead orc went, no skeleton could stop him from slashing.

   It's not just him.

   All the orcs in the mad battle of the gold coin sea are completely in the posture of mowing the grass and fighting.

   Life-sharing damage sharing, so that they don't have to think about injuries at all. Within a few minutes of such a battle, even the most cowardly troll exile cannon fodder mustered the courage.

   They grabbed weapons from those troll skeletons, shouted messy roars, and slashed each other frantically with these long-lost undead, but each skeleton was cut to the ground, and under the power of the curse, immediately began to heal itself.

   Both sides are immortal.

   This battle is actually meaningless, because it is impossible to decide the winner.

  Unless, end the bearer of this cursed power.

   is the Zandalari pirate king Zemlan who made a deal with Bwonsamdi but reneged on his account.

  Blake leaned on the knife, squatted down, picked up a gold coin, and stuffed it into the mouth of the little murloc under his feet. Soon, Pemberba also became the state of the undead murloc.

  The irritable little guy immediately howled and waved the "Murloc Devil Strike", and also joined the attack on the undead fleet.

   He picked up another gorgeous little crown from the side and handed it to Meri Dongfeng next to him, and said to the old mage:

"As long as this deal is not completed, even death will not take your soul. Come, enjoy the curse of death, master, and turn this wrath from Bwonsamdi into your new power! "

   The old mage blinked, he looked at Blake, reached out his hand and declined:

   "No, no need. I've been dead for three thousand years, child, I don't need this thing. I don't want to be associated with an alien death god.

  I don't want Bwonsamdi to come in the dark with a conspiracy and make an unknown and dangerous deal with me, after all, I'm not you.

  In my mind, there are no secrets that can counter the gods. "

   "It's not a god."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "Bwonsamdi is just a loa, a demigod at best, but I understand the caution of spellcasters. So let's start the fight, Master.

  The elderly have priority, please go first! "

   The undead pirate laughed and made a "please" gesture, while Meri Dongfeng, leaning on a pine stick, took a few steps forward with the attitude of a non-threatening old man.

Perhaps he noticed that his secret was discovered, and saw the fierce attitude of these invaders crushing the skeletons of the undead fleet. The rotten and tattered flagship of the Zandalari Pirate King stopped on the sea. .

   He no longer moves forward.

   In front of the flagship deck, the strange device shaped into the head of a giant beast was turned by the undead skeletons, and there was a blazing flame burning at the bow.

   That should be some kind of long-range attack weapon of the trolls, perhaps similar to the artillery of human warships?

   "Boom"

In the low vibration, a group of flaming crossbow arrows roared towards the direction of Treasure Island. That thing was thicker than a person's open arms, and the flames burning on it were even thicker than ordinary fire. fierce.

   Once this thing hits, there is nowhere to hide in a place like Treasure Island.

"Hahaha"

   Zemran's rotten and gloomy laughter sounded on the sea, with pride and madness, he didn't need to face the invaders at all.

  This siege crossbow, blessed by Paku, the **** of wind, will set off a gust of wind once it hits the ground. Coupled with the burning of elemental flames, it will burn these invaders to ashes.

   That's right, the curse Bwonsamdi casts on him will keep anyone who touches his treasure forever trapped in a rotten body.

   But he has soaked in this curse for thousands of years.

   No one knows the weakness of this curse better than he.

   The intruder who was burnt to ashes may still be reborn under the power of the curse, but it will take longer, and this amount of time is enough for him to do a lot of things.

   For example, turn these belligerent guys into members of the undead fleet, and turn them into mindless golden servants who will only obey their own orders, guarding treasures for themselves forever.

  After thousands of years of curse, those treasures have become Zemran's last bond with the world. Without them, he will suffer more than death.

   Although he is now, it is difficult to say that he is alive.

   "Master, do you still have to wait for the finale to appear and turn the tide?"

  Blake looked at the siege bolt that was shot by the raging wind and the flames. He glanced at Meri Dongfeng next to him. The old mage raised his pine stick and said slowly:

   "As you get older, your movements are always slower."

   "Crash"

  The violet arcane streamer burst out from the top of the semi-lich's pine stick in an instant, and under the skillful control of the old mage, it was quickly injected into a mana model that was assembled in an instant.

   Another huge magic power poured out from the invisible magic net that spread all over the world. In the blink of an eye, the temperature of the entire Treasure Island dropped by more than ten degrees.

  Blake, who was covered in ice slag, looked up. A huge ice storm was smashed into the air precisely by the old mage and collided with the arrows that were shot.

   In less than an instant, the elemental flame on the crossbow was extinguished,

   was wrapped in heavy ice again, like a huge ice skate, slicing across the sky crookedly, and finally plunged into the sea.

   splashes in choppy waves.

   But it's not over yet.

  The old mage's first stage of spellcasting ended, without stopping, he entered the second stage of spellcasting, and the violet streamer in front of him shone again.

   Ordinary people can only see light, but Black is a sorcerer after all.

   He can see more.

There are purple magic lines in the light like a ball of rolled wool. With the demigod's terrifying spellcasting ability, it is like magic, and the thick magic line quickly turns into a very simple mana model. .

   Then repeat the action just now, and the huge magic power is summoned from the magic net, filling every part of the model.

   In the end, the simple mana model was slightly modified in Meri Dongfeng's casual action, and then, as he raised his hand forward, the magic was released.

   "Wow"

   The white frost visible to the naked eye, centered on the old mage, was released towards the front of his eyes, like the divine power of the Creator's creation out of thin air.

   In the flickering white light, the sea leading from Treasure Island to the flagship of the Black Ship was completely frozen in less than two seconds.

An ice path that was hundreds of meters long was forcibly created, and the sky changed. The last piece of ice hit the side of Zemlan's black ship, like ice climbing upwards. wall.

  The old mage was also very considerate, and created steps for Black and Garona who were going to fight melee.

   "What kind of magic is this?"

  When the pirate rushed up the ice path across the sea, he turned his head and asked, Merry Winterwind still maintained that old, unthreatening posture, and said:

   "Haven't you seen it before? This is the most common ice cone technique, and any magic apprentice can learn it."

"what?"

  The pirate's forward movement stopped, he pointed to the frozen road in front of him, and said to the old mage:

   "You told me this is the ice cone technique? Whose ice cone technique is so exaggerated? The ice cone technique of other mages is mostly used to make shaved ice.

Oh, I get it.

Master    means that as long as the spellcasting ability is up, the most top-level magic only needs the simplest manipulation method, right? "

   "I didn't mean that, you low-level spellcasters always like to think wildly."

   the demigach sighed and said:

   "I'm just okay, that's what I meant. You're a spellcaster too, have you learned?"

   "Well, my studies are over."

  Black nodded, turned around and threw out the hook lock, stuck in the ice, and the moment he jumped up, there were flying black shadows forming a battle suit, covering him and entering a stealth state.

   Garona's speed was even faster, and she would have already climbed on that black ship.

   This can be heard from Zemran's terrified scream, the legendary assassin has already begun the assassination

   Well, once again, you can trust Garona's execution in any situation.

  “Shu”

  Blake's figure appeared from the towering deck of the black ship after more than ten seconds, and the place was already a mess.

  Zemran, wielding his ornate pirate knives, was battling a throbbing shadow, with chopped troll bones beside him and Garona.

   is obviously a legendary assassin who used some exaggerated power to clear the field just now.

   There is also a steady stream of undead pirates, rushing out from all over the cabin.

   These guys move stiffly one by one, only rushing and punching hard. At first glance, Zemran has removed his mind and will only obey his orders mindlessly.

   In the past, these golden servants who looked at death like home were very useful and could effectively protect the cursed pirate king, but now, facing the assassination of legendary assassins, these golden servants are not enough.

   Fast forward in the shadows, Black threw Hunter's Mark and Scouting while approaching Zemran:

   "The Forgotten Pirate King" Zemran

  Status: Legendary Body [Corrupted. Debilitated]. Bwonsamdi's Wrathful Curse. Fate Bone Dice. Notorious. Shadow of the Black Sail. Pirate King's Endless Desire

   Class: Level 60 Pirate / Level 60 Witch Doctor

  Mythical Class: Loa [Promotion Failed]

  “!!”

  The information returned by the reconnaissance made Black's movement to lift the legendary blade Sankesu stop for a moment.

   What did he see?

  Mythical class!

   This crazy pirate king Zemlan, who has been completely corrupted by the curse of nearly 7,000 years, actually has a mythical class on his body!

   He doesn't have a legendary class.

   In other words, there was a little "deviation" in Black's previous understanding of the class.

   It is not necessary to have a legendary class before you can seek a mythical class.

   There is no affiliation between these two!

  “Shu”

   At this moment, a new door seemed to be pushed open in Blake's heart, and a new world he had never thought of before appeared in front of him.

"boom"

  Black appeared behind Zemlan, who was struggling to resist Garona's double-blade attack, and kicked the Pirate King's left leg in the shadow step.

   Weapon Master Talent, Proficiency +1

   Hunter's Mark. Death Mark, Proficiency +1

  In the battle at sea, all talent effects of Proudmoore bloodline +1, calculated separately.

  To sum up to the end, the proficiency of this Sinister Strike is +4.

   Combat skill proficiency starts from mastery.

  Master, Grandmaster, Legend. Demigod!

   "Hide!"

   When this knife was shot, Blake's face changed slightly and he shouted forward.

   Garona, who was attacking Zemran from the front, reacted faster and didn't need Black's reminder. The legendary assassin jumped back and disappeared into the shadows.

   "Boom"

   Shadow attack, as if the shadow turned into substance, wrapped around the body of the pirate.

   wrapped around Sank'su's sharp blade again, and as Black slashed down, the roaring shadow bombarded the legendary body of the Pirate King's rotten curse.

At the moment of    contact, Zemran's body was completely submerged, and the violent and arrogant power that was completely out of control when he shot was transmitted to the black ship flagship under his feet.

   The old mage on the edge of Treasure Island watched in amazement.

   It was like a black line of floating shadows, flashing away on the deck of the black ship.

   Immediately after, the rotten battleship that had existed for seven thousand years fell to both sides in a shattered posture of being broken into two pieces on the left and right while being bitten by the materialized shadow behemoth.

   is like a glacier crashing into the sea.

   Let the waves roar, it seems that even they are scared by this knife.

   (end of this chapter)