Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1355 105. The prophet in black who predicted disaster entered the town of Gold

   "Poof"

An MI7 assassin who jumped high and tried to attack was pierced by a magic arrow flying through his chest. His whole figure seemed to be hit by a cannonball. .

   While smashing the wall, the hapless assassin's fragmented body spurted green blood

   Well, it’s green.

   Shocking green.

  Shor, who was fighting silently, looked back.

  The corpse of his loyal subordinate fell to the ground and quickly turned into a dread king whose head was smashed to pieces, and his corpse quickly "weathered" in the blood, leaving only a dark armor.

   This made Shaw even more helpless.

   He knew he was going to be ridiculed badly by a bastard.

   But compared to the result of being ridiculed, the anger in Shaw's heart grew even higher.

   He stared at the assassins around in the shadows, he watched MI7 agents in the dark and the Uncrowned in a desperate confrontation.

   The battle was even at the beginning, and both sides had their own victories and defeats.

   MI7 is not a dry eater. On their own territory, these kingdom spies will never allow **** organizations like the Uncrowned to carry out a conspiracy to subvert the country.

   They are determined to defend their homeland.

   They even planted explosives outside the town of Gold, intending to use dense minefields to prevent the passage and advance of the undead, but the uncrowned came too fast, and the two sides broke out without any communication.

   However, after the first hidden Nathrezim was revealed, the situation on the Seventh's side turned sharply.

  The kingdom spies not only have to fight wits and courage with the Uncrowned, but also always guard against the evil demons who are disguised around them.

On the other hand, on the Uncrowned's side, they were still a little nervous in the beginning of the battle, and they seemed to resist fighting with their peers, but after seeing the hidden demons in MI7, the offensive of these creed assassins became more and more fierce. stand up.

   They seem to have found a reason to fight that supports their beliefs.

   These MI7 colleagues are shamelessly mixing with demons.

   These **** have no doubt "fallen"!

   In the name of Assassin's Way, they must be punished!

   "I told you, didn't I tell you when we last met that MI7 has been infiltrated into a sieve? Why haven't you changed at all?"

  Blake's figure appeared from Shaw's shadow, and he stretched his voice and sneered.

   He gestured behind him.

  The two Valeera and Tao Ya who were summoned to this place scattered to the sides with a team of Uncrowned.

   These Uncrowneds have special grenades hanging from their waists, crafted by Mechagon's mechanical gnomes, which emit a compressed, high-brightness light when they land and explode.

   In addition to blinding dogs, it can also destroy the camouflage magic of low-level Nathrezims.

   On the side deck of the "ship" Reaper that rumbled past, the first monks recruited to join the Uncrowned also joined the battlefield in an airborne manner.

  Assassins used flash bombs to blast the hidden demons out, and then they were harvested by Feixue and the monks commanded by Xianglian. These melee combat masters who are envoys of true energy are not afraid of the fangs and sharp teeth of these demons.

  The punching assassins are so powerful that they can knock those hateful demons to the ground with a punch and kick.

   "I thought the 'infiltration' you were talking about came from the Uncrowned, who would have thought you were talking about a demon"

  Shore and Black stood back-to-back in the chaotic Lion's Pride Hotel, shadows swirling around the two brothers, and it was clear that a "big guy" had their eyes on them.

   The master assassin of MI7 held his own dragon-wing dagger, and said in a low voice:

   "So, can you speak clearly next time you bastard? Also, why are these demons hiding among us revealing their identities at this time?

  You tell the truth!

   Are they coming for you?

   We MI7 were just implicated by you, right? "

   "How do you want me to explain this?"

  Black grabbed the Solidar Void Apostle's bow. He felt the looming demonic breath left and right, and he whispered:

   "Instigating relations and causing chaos is the dreadlord's forte. After today, regardless of the cause or the process, MI7, which has suffered heavy losses, will definitely put this account on our uncrowned.

   That's right, they came for me.

   But they know they can't do anything about me, so they're going to ruin my good name in Azeroth.

   made me a lackey of the Burning Legion in the eyes of the world, and made me never turn over. "

"good reputation?"

  Shore twitched his mouth and complained:

   "Are you sure you have that thing?"

   "I didn't."

  Black rolled his eyes and said:

   "So the dreadlords' revenge actions have been ineffective against me from the beginning, that is, as long as I have no bottom line, no one can threaten me with a bottom line.

  Close your eyes!

  I want a big wave! "

  Short closed his eyes immediately, extremely obedient, extremely trusting, not at all worried that when he closed his eyes, the pirate would insert a knife into his heart.

   At the same time, the smelly pirate raised the bow in his hand to the sky.

  The divine power of the void in Solidar's war bow was quickly absorbed, and instead, the divine power of the bright moon was poured into the war bow.

  The originally gloomy bow like ghost claws quickly shaped into a bright white moon arc bow in the moonlight, with the sacred crescent moon pattern embellished on both sides of the bow.

As the pirates opened their bows and shot arrows, a divine arrow full of moonlight was pierced into the sky, completely illuminating the dark and cold Shining Gold Town and at the same time sprinkled scattered scorching moonlight like a meteor shower, like a hundred times brighter flashes The bullet swept across the chaotic battlefield around.

   All the lives of the order that were attacked were just knocked to the ground, covering the blinded dog's eyes and barking.

   But those hidden dreadlords are miserable.

   In this extreme order of divine power storm, these guys screamed and burned as if they had been splashed with sulfuric acid, and were quickly killed by the surrounding assassins.

   The "big guy" who had been wandering around and blocked Shaw and Black was also forced out of hiding by the moonlight, revealing his cunning and sinister body.

   "Huh~ I thought who it was."

  Black put away his bow and looked at Nathrezim in green armor and with gray-red wings. He sneered and said:

   "It turned out to be Lord Tichondrius, what? Did Jintasha send you to cause me a little trouble? Did that **** lose face after losing the bet to me?

   She didn't even dare to appear in front of my eyes? "

   "Stop being arrogant, Blake."

   The first lord of the Council of Fear, the strong man in the Nathrezim, Tichondris, was wielding sharp claws inlaid with corrupt gems. He sneered at Black and scratched his neck.

it says:

   "You played tricks to make our plan fall short, and you cheating **** expects us to bow down to you? It's not over yet, Blake!

   We haven't lost yet.

   All this is just to say hello to you, Lothar will never be the master of Frostmourne!

  Let's see! "

After   , Tichondrius ignored the low-level Nathrezim who were dying miserably. It retreated and disappeared into the shadows. As it left, the pirates shouted to it:

   "Go back and tell Jin Taisha that I have prepared a very beautiful dog leash for her. Let her wash her neck and wait. I won't spare a guy with such a bad character so easily.

   And you, Tichondrius, you dare to speak to your future leader so arrogantly, I think you don't want to mess with it either. But don’t worry, we will have the opportunity to ‘play slowly’ in the future. "

   No one responded to the harsh words dropped by the pirates.

   But Black knew that these dreadlords were not as confident as they seemed.

   These guys did not hesitate to expose their identities to prevent Black from resurrecting Lothar. It could be seen that they were exhausted and could do nothing.

   For the best hiders and pretenders, this kind of dogfighting is a real shame.

   "What to see?"

  The pirate put away the Solidar Moon Blade in his hand, looked back at Shaw, who was staring at him, and said rudely:

   "Have you ever seen a handsome guy?"

   "What game are you playing with the dreadlords again?"

  Shore made a gesture to let the MI7 assassins back out of the battlefield. He looked at the devastated Shining Gold Town in front of him in the confrontation between the assassins and the demons. He whispered:

   "It seems that Marshal Lothar's resurrection has an inside story?"

   "Yeah, there are many hidden stories, but I can't tell you."

  Blake picked up his pipe, exhaled the smoke ring, turned around and adjusted Shaw's collar, he said:

   "Go back and report the truth to your child king, omit the conversation between the demon and me, and then take a good look at the hidden demon spies in Stormwind Kingdom and other human kingdoms.

   I heard that there have been many demon worshipers in the northern border recently, which is not a good thing. "

   "These demons hide deep."

  Shore frowned and said:

   "We don't have a good way to find them, what can you do?"

   "I'm going to recommend you the Warlock Apprentices from Nar'Thalas College."

  Black grinned, patted Shore on the shoulder and said:

   "Those apprentices, they can't fight, they pick their feet one by one. But the knowledge we instilled in them is enough for them to use some magic to discover those low-level demons hidden in the crowd.

   This is also the monthly exam question I am going to assign to my apprentices. They must find enough demon pretenders in the one-week monthly exam, or they will face the risk of having their credits deducted.

  Trust me, they will try their best to finish the task.

   But don't expect them to find the disguise of those high-level demons, that's something that even demon hunters can't do. If you find traces of demons of this level somewhere, then you have to be careful.

   Those places are likely to be the focus of future Burning Legion attacks. "

After finishing speaking, the pirate looked out the window. Under the cold night, a silent army had emerged from the Elwynn Forest. grief.

   Behind her, the death knights of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse followed, leaning on the old battle flag of Lothar, and they were getting closer and closer to Lothar's coffin.

   "Go back, Shaw."

   Black says:

   "Tell your child the king don't worry, I have no interest in raiding Stormwind, I'm here for Lothar, that's it. If you want to fight me in Northshire, I'm absolutely welcome.

   Friendly reminder, it is best to find more people. "

  The pirate blinked and said:

   "This is a king's enthronement ceremony. There must be a lot of spectators who are enough to attend."

   "Enough people are coming over."

  Shore pulled his crane feather cloak and said:

   "Your father seems to be coming too, with his shield."

   "Wouldn't that be better?"

   Black grinned, and he stretched his voice:

   "Once the Shield of Aggramar, the holy artifact of order, is opened, the first to suffer will be those dread lords who are secretly engaged in trouble. I really hope that Daelin will come over earlier and clear the way for His Majesty Lothar's King's Landing.

  A 'loyal subject' like him will definitely receive the supreme award from the Lich King.

  It is best to be stabbed to death by Lothar's sword on the spot, and transformed into an undead admiral, tsk tsk, this script is interesting enough. "

"Um."

  Shore said no more, he turned around to leave, and Blake asked in a low voice behind him:

"Let's go like this? I thought you were going to scold me for two more words, don't you think I'm crazy? To transform the great man of mankind into the king of the dead or something, isn't this what a big bad guy does? ?

   Have you not disappointed me yet? Shore. "

   "I have learned to put my eyes on a higher level to see the nature of the problem."

  Shore said without looking back:

   "Compared to Marshal Lothar becoming the king of the dead, I am more worried about the demon eyeliners that are hidden all over the Eastern Continent. That is my battlefield.

   And I have great confidence in Marshal Lothar's conduct and will, I don't think a magic sword can turn him from a great man into a poor butcher.

   Finally, I have a lot of confidence in you too, Blake.

   Not because of how noble you are, but because I know you never trade at a loss, and I don't see how you can benefit from helping the devil destroy the world.

   You will not do such a loss-making thing. "

"clever!"

   Black whistled and snapped his fingers, and said:

   "Before you act, you'd better go to Pandaria and ask the Celestial Red Crane to give you some strength. I'll be honest, his fiery hope is like a natural enemy to the dreadlord born in the shadows.

  With his blessing, I don't have to worry about you being replaced by a dreadlord at some point. "

"Um."

  Shore nodded, and before leaving, he asked again:

   "Those whose identities were replaced."

   "The lucky ones should still be locked up in the dungeons near the demons to extract some valuable information. Demon hunters can help you find them, and they may need a little psychotherapy.

   But unfortunately those were killed when they were replaced, the Nathrezim have always been very strict in their work, and they rarely left a handle. "

   Black whispered:

   "So, a moment of silence in advance for those poor fellows, you've got a big pension.

  I know there must be demonic pretenders among the Uncrowned, and they have begun to incite my followers to defect from the organization, what a bunch of scumbags.

   Fortunately, Master Garona has always been reliable, and I can leave this to her. "

  The pirate glanced at the empty inn behind him, and he pouted, thinking that Shaw didn't learn it well, but this kind of Batman behavior is a good one.

   He went to the window and called to Yrel near Goldshire:

   "Hey, stay here for four hours, there is also a cemetery nearby to summon the dead, and then cross the town to the North County! Tomorrow at noon, we will start the final attack.

  May the Light bless us with all the best.”

   "If the Holy Light heard your prayers, it would have wanted to send down fire from the sky to burn you to death, my poor little master."

   Xalatas spit in Black's ear:

   "I just came back from Stormwind City, and the good news is that the dreadlord's chaos in Stormwind Keep has brought great disgrace to the righteous.

  The bad news is that they think you caused it all, so they have the heart to beat you up in North County.

Oh, yes, the great knight Alexandros Mograine was replaced by the dreadlord, I overheard in the consciousness of that little **** Nasa, the captured dreadlord said Mog Lenny was sent to a faraway place.

   They move at the exact time we're going through the Dark Portal to Draenor.

   I don't think this is normal. "

   "Of course not normal!"

  Blake frowned when he heard the news, he thought for a while, his eyes stayed on Frostmourne in Yrel's hand for a moment, and said:

   "Send the news to Draenor, and ask Illidan to help you check to see if there is anyone suspected of Mograine in the world of Argus."

"Um?"

   Xalatas snorted suspiciously and said:

   "Do you think this is the dreadlords trying to save the future from their failure? Are they preparing for it?"

   "Yeah, I do think so. The fact that you leave a comeback chip ahead of the game is also in line with the style of the Dreadlords."

  The pirate moved his fingers and said:

   "After all, Frostmourne alone is only the starting point for becoming a qualified Lich King, and another important thing is still in the hands of Denathus the Great.

The    Nathrezim have lost control of Frostmourne, but they still have a chance to come back. I'm really determined to fight against the loyal me in the court under the emperor's command. What a bunch of **** with a lot of volume.

   If I wasn't a prophet, I would have been fooled by them. "

   (end of this chapter)