Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1392 25. The tradition of infighting among Druids is so cruel

  Under the "bewitchment" of the smelly pirate Black, Goldrinn, who was weak in the face of evil, chose to back down and let Lykanthos the roar learn from the dark beliefs of the Gilnean werewolves to come to the material world.

  This black wolf, who is very similar to Goldrinn in every way, has a mysterious origin.

   But Black's spirit vision can see the radiance that belongs to the Shadow Realm tainted on it, plus the previous inside information from Revenders, so that the pirates have confirmed the origin of this guy.

   It should be a dark demigod who has died from a certain world, and will be resurrected in the material world with the help of the mysterious "Spiritual Reincarnation" mechanism of Chi Lan Xianye.

   Thanks to the deliberate arrangement of the Queen of Winter, she came to add to her sister, Lady Elune.

   But it's really powerful.

   In the case of the same spirit body, Goldrinn, who can rank among the top three in combat power among the demigods of the wilderness, was also bitten by it and defeated.

   Of course, the weakness of the Silver Wolf under the Moon stems from the fact that it died in the ancient battle long ago, and the demigod spirit without physical support is indeed much weaker than the complete situation.

   However, judging from the current situation, once the Roarer Lykanthos is allowed to condense entities in the material world, the dark wolf **** is estimated to become the best among the demigods of Azeroth.

   And it's the evil god!

   It lives on the beliefs of the werewolves.

  If the wolves of Gilneas can spread the werewolf curse to the entire human civilization, it is estimated that this dark guy will soon break the boundary of the demigods and enter the realm of the werewolf race gods.

   But what to say?

  Cthulhu can rely on crooked ways to advance to gain strength, but compared to Elune, Lord Sargeras, and the real gods of the Eternals of the Shadow Realm, Lycanthos is much weaker.

  If he is cornered, a **** like Black who doesn't care about human life can completely rely on slaughtering all werewolves to make Lykanthos' power fall quickly.

   The power obtained by using evil ways is definitely flawed. Relying on illusory beliefs to become a **** has never been the right path for power in the strange world of Azeroth.

  Lycanthos is "smuggling" the curtain of life and death, and it will take some time for it to come to the material world.

   However, because of its activity, its dark gods are also "resurrected with blood" in an instant when it is extremely embarrassed. The closer it is to the material world, the stronger the sickle claw druids.

  Especially Lylar Blaze, who was pressed and beaten by Black and Maiev, quickly turned the corner.

   The pain accumulated in an instant stimulated the wildness and anger of the werewolf, and the double burst of the blessing power from Lycanthos pushed Lylar Blaze to a state of doubling the power of the furious strengthening in the next second.

   turned him from a weak demigod into a very powerful guy all of a sudden.

   is not only full of agility and power, but even the blood-covered werewolf's body is wrapped in a thick dark aura. Every blow will create a phantom coordinated attack of the black wolf.

Driven by the sense of beasts enhanced by the scythe of the Moon God, Lelar Blaze did not choose to defend, but swung the scythe to the left in front of him, and slashed the scythe at the stink that appeared in the flickering like a prophet. pirate.

   He was like crazy.

   ignores the pirate's head smashed at his head at all, it's a wild way of battling wounds for wounds.

   is betting on the greedy and cunning stinky pirate, who will not be willing to pay the price of serious injury to kill him.

  This pirate has already boasted, and he will help the false **** Goldrinn face Lykanthos, the wolf of darkness. If he is injured here, then the helpless Goldrinn will be finished!

   As it turns out, Lilar Blaze got it right.

   Facing the dark blade of the split Luna Scythe, Black undid the attack without thinking, and then jumped to distance himself.

With   's retreat, Lilar Blaze instantly regained control of the battle.

The beating head was so embarrassed that you could see through the abdominal wound that the dark divine selection of the intestines really broke out. The sharp claws of the right hand popped out to repel the flashing Maiev, and the slashing moon sickle with the left hand made a small climax of counterattack. .

   Although it didn't hit Black with a single strike.

   But in terms of aura, he seemed to have completely suppressed the arrogance of the smelly pirate who had a good chance of winning just now.

   However, Blaze, who had the upper hand, didn't notice that as Blake kept retreating, the strange red light gathered by the Blood Drinker's Ring on the smelly pirate's finger became more and more intense.

   Maiev, who was about to activate the "Moonlight War God" pose to kill Blaze when he saw that this thing was fully charged, stopped immediately.

   She didn't need verbal communication to understand what the pirates were thinking.

   So the Warden of the Moon God also quietly disappeared in the aftermath of the battle. She wanted to cooperate with Black's upcoming revenge beheading to strike a deadly combo.

   "Come on, puppy of Lycanthos, come closer!"

   The pirate who retreated to the edge of the palace platform saw the red-eyed Lelar Blaze attacking with incomparable momentum, and he hooked his fingers and placed it ten yards around his body.

   When Blaze waved his scythe to kill him, he waved his hand and threw a gas explosion that was ready to go.

With a loud bang   , the ancient werewolf who was caught off guard was thrown into the sky. This scene recreated the famous scene of the battle between pirates and Hellscream a long time ago, and this time Black came prepared.

   He waved the watchman's cloak and flashed high into the sky. With the activation of the blood drinker's revenge execution, the pirate who completely held the hand of victory was surrounded by blood-red fine lightning.

  Under this super powerful light and shadow effect, he sneered and launched his ultimate move.

The closed black and white swords converged into the flickering Salamaine in Black's hands. The sister swords cheered and handed out their deadly sharp blades. They liked the feeling of slaying the enemy with one blow. They were so happy that they even sang in unison as their masters. Praise and applaud.

  嘁, isn't it just singing?

   That mature weapon will not!

   So, under the wide-eyed gaze of Blaze, with the blessing of the female voice variation "BGM", the sharp blade in the pirate's hand, in a completely unreasonable posture, instantly penetrated all the protective power around him.

   A sword pierced through the heart, accurate to cold blood.

   Leaving Draenor reduced the Blood Drinker Ring's vengeance execution limit to Legendary, but the true damage that the World Artifact granted ignoring all defenses exploded like this.

  When the blade pierced the heart, the ancient werewolf leader even saw a reflection from the world of Draenor in a trance, and the world of the stars was roaring and judging him.

   Charge: Disobedient blood drinker!

   Punishment: Death!

   Immediate execution!

   "Poof"

  The frenzied spray of scorching blood swept away all the enemy's resistance in an instant.

   This sword inflicted the unparalleled Flaming Fang into a real serious injury, what the highest self-healing, what a dark divine choice, so fragile in the face of the forces gathered in a world.

   "Even the deceiver is drinking hate under this sword, how much do you have?"

   Blake, who had completed his revenge execution, said something contemptuous.

   The doomsday guard behind him spread out his wings with a bang, letting himself and the pierced fangs stay in the air, and under the cold slash from the moonlight, Maiev flashed from behind, and silently struck a bright and dazzling Luna behead.

  The bright white moonlight completely illuminated the dark palace at this moment, and even brought the Gilneas royal city, which was extremely gloomy and depressed because of the arrival of the roar, into a bright moonlight world.

"boom"

Lylar Blaze, who was hit directly by Luna's blow, fell to the ground like a meteor, shattering the slate grass on the ground. Fire and sun fire burns the ground.

   The sickle was still calling him.

   It is unwilling to just admit defeat.

  Blaze is not willing either!

   His dark **** is watching him, he can't just lose here! This is just the starting point of revenge, and he has to lead the wolves into Mount Hyjal!

   He will also execute the will of the kingdom of the dead and completely burn the abominable world tree Nordrassil!

   He is the chosen Kaldorei Terminator!

   In the name of past exile and betrayal, he must survive!

  The hair on Lilar Blaze's body with cracked teeth was burnt by the flames and moonlight, which made him look as bad as a bald wolf.

   But he still struggled and roared to get up to grab the artifact, and at the moment when his fingers were about to touch the scythe of the Moon God, another flying fire converged into a meteor and slammed down from the sky.

  The eruption of the primordial fire instantly turned everything around him into a sea of ​​hellfire, and the flames that were so hot that they burned the soul made Lylar Flamingo claws his claws and scream back.

In the expanding and burning flames, Hisaly Black Crow, holding the flaming scythe backwards, strode out of the flames, her burning long hair fluttering behind her head, like a wall, blocking the flaming teeth and the lunar scythe. between.

  The Great Druid of Flames brushed his burning hair and looked at the crazy werewolf in front of him with an indifferent and compassionate look.

   After a second, she said in a deep voice:

   "In the name of the Cenarion Order and the Way of Nature, I declare!

  Immersed in the dark beliefs and unable to extricate themselves, Lilar Blaze, the great Druid who tried to cause a dark disaster in the human territory with his own selfish interests, you are no longer one of our members!

   Lord Malfurion Stormrage, who had judged and exiled you, is heading here.

   He asked me to give you a choice, based on the fact that you, too, made great sacrifices to defend our people, and in your past as a hero to the druids.

   Catch it!

  Or I will take your body back to Mount Hyjal for burial, you choose! "

   "Why do you judge me! You are not qualified to judge me at all!"

  Lylar Blaze was enraged by Thesari Crow's pretending to be strong.

The old Druid, whose whole body was scorched by the wolf's mane, got up from the flames. He tried his best to pop out the blood-colored claws that Maiev had just cut off, and stared at the beast in front of him with the eyes of the beast who had reached a dead end and was extremely mad. Flame Druid.

   He hadn't seen this young man, which means that this young man became an Arch Druid after he was exiled.

   But he could feel the peculiar power in Black Crow.

   He grinned and scolded:

   "Nine thousand years ago, when they needed it most, it was I who took this taboo step and boldly used the animal embrace in nature as strength.

   I succeeded!

   I made a mighty warrior like the weak Cenarion Order never had! Even the hypocritical Cenarius will tremble before the power of the werewolf!

  We stand for the wild vengeance of nature, we are the most orthodox hunters of nature, but those fools call us heretics, they fear us far more than the satyrs.

but I!

  I took them to win the war when they were losing ground! It is my heresy and evil that saves Ashenvale's compatriots!

   What did I get?

   reprimanded, imprisoned, exiled, forgotten

  You are just like me, little girl.

   You have also touched a force outside the so-called 'orthodox nature' that they believe to be the truth.

  You also embrace the taboo in their eyes.

  You too have gained transcendent and great power just like me.

   Anyone can judge me, but you cannot!

  Scytheclaw Druid's today is your future! They will deal with you as they have with me, if your teachings threaten the weak teachings of Cenarius

   Those who sing your praises will instantly change their faces.

   They will want to bury you in the dirt, erase all records of you, and treat you as a shame that must be forgotten. "

Against the background of the blazing flames around him, the miserable old werewolf let out a desolate and lonely laugh, his claws were growing, his condition was very bad, he knew that he could not win this one in front of him, and he went farther than him. excellent descendants.

   But werewolves are not afraid of war.

   "Come! Kill me in the name of the flame nature you believe in, and end my life they call sin."

  Blaze roared, dragging his broken body to attack the black crow.

   Hisari clenched her teeth to activate the flame transformation, and the next moment, the burning flame bear swung its claws to fight with the old werewolf who was on the way out.

   Although Blaze had been seriously injured by Black and Maiev, his absolute power was there, and within a few minutes of the battle, Hisari felt the pressure.

   She was beaten by this crazy werewolf.

"not like this!"

  Lylar Blaze is already at the end of his streak. His body function was completely destroyed by the pirate's revenge execution, which is not a problem that can be solved by relying on self-healing.

   He fights entirely by the wildness and beast nature in his heart, and his blood is like the death wish of a soldier.

   "It's not that the power that such fire gives you is not understood by you, why are you a bear? This is the guardian of nature but not the posture you should choose!

  The power of a bear is the opposite of fire!

  You don't understand at all! "

   Flamingo roared, and slapped a paw on the cheek of the black crow, leaving three terrible scratches on the little sister's bear face. He scolded as if he hated iron.

   "You have to obey the will of the fire and completely abandon the weak teaching of Cenarius to you, just as I embrace the beast and become a werewolf, you should have a unique attitude in the power of fire!

  It is impossible to embrace the future without saying goodbye to the past.

  You idiot"

   Lailal's scolding made Black Crow feel strange. It was not like a trial of a traitor at all, but it was like she had just joined the Druid when she was young and was guided by the Sky Screamer to fight.

  Blaze probably doesn't want to live anymore.

   He also knew that he would never live today.

  Even if the Black Crow is defeated, besides the flames, there are the stinking pirates who sharpen their knives and his evil concubine waiting.

   They will not allow Blaze to continue to lead the werewolves to interfere with Gilneas. For this country, Black Shaw has his own arrangements, so the guy with complicated background, Lilar Blaze, must disappear here.

   But even if he died, he had to choose his own way of death.

   "I will never trust them as foolishly as I used to, and I will never leave my fate to Malfurion and Cenarius! The fate of the outcast should be in his own hands.

come!

  Come on, little girl, execute your punishment! "

The werewolf roared and swooped in the flames, and the black crow, who had been defeated by him, changed its form in the flames in the last move, passed through the flames in the form of a flaming falcon, and stabbed its sharp claws at the heart of Flaming Fang. .

  The roar of the eagle was accompanied by the whimper of the werewolf. The flames gathered and exploded at this moment. The destructive power of Sulfuras' fire penetrated into the heart of Flamingo like a sharp cone, and burned his internal organs in the next instant.

   "Puff"

   The old werewolf knelt on the ground while maintaining the gesture of waving his claws.

   In front of him, the panting black crow turned into a human figure and raised the flaming scythe.

  The firelight was reflected in the broken eyes of Fang Fang, he looked at the black crow with blood on his face, and in the grinning farewell, he whispered:

   "Watch out for them. Watch out for those who sing your praises."

"Um."

   Black Crow swung her flaming scythe, and in the fall of execution, she whispered:

   "I'm not going to be the next one to go well, first mover."

   "Poof"

   The scythe was swung down, and as the flames went out, a ferocious werewolf head swirled and flew out, flipped in the air and finally landed.

   The pirate stretched out his hand to pick up the werewolf head. After Lailal died, the power of the beastly nature was fading, and the hideous werewolf finally returned to its original form.

   An old elf with white hair and scars all over his face.

   "It's ugly."

  Black commented:

   "My collection will be eclipsed by your addition, but what should I say, this is my first elf head, so it's memorable."

   (end of this chapter)