Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 141 49. The woman who offended the stylist [1115]

  It has not been a day or two for Black to get this character card. He has already figured out the law of this upgrade. The soul fragments obtained by challenging difficult enemies are several times more than those obtained by slaughtering the weak.

   After the Battle of the Broken Shore, Black basically gave up fighting the weak.

   Winning by quantity will not work.

The    character card is guiding him to constantly find the strong to fight, in order to get more generous rewards.

   For example, now, after killing the Star Vault Hablon, he got a complete legendary soul, and the experience after his transformation sent his rank to level 59 in an instant.

   "Maybe this is the right way to level up?"

  The pirate rubbed his forehead, and the shadow wrapped around his body filled with power, making him dizzy as if he was drunk, and he came to a slightly weird conclusion.

   "It's better to find a few legends to slaughter if you work hard to kill monsters. At this rate, you only need to kill four legends on average, and you can raise a class to the full level.

   At this point in time, there are not many legends in the world of Azeroth, but as long as I can survive until the great era begins more than ten years later, then the demigods will walk all over the place, and the legends will be like dogs.

   If you go anywhere, you will come across several.

   Well, good times are coming. "

   He moved his five fingers and looked into the palm of his hand. The small statue left by Haburon was shining in his hand. It was undoubtedly a piece of equipment:

   The head of the Nagfar

  Epic Quality

  Additional effects:

  Ocean Pollution (requires channeling). Unleash the deadly power of the Naglfar, polluting the sea, shaping a magical fog, confusing the enemy's senses, and inflicting increasing Frost and Shadow damage.

   Not available on land.

  Item Description:

  The dark battleship Nagfar, shaped by blood and bones, was once the keel longship used to travel between the shadow realm and the material world when the sea witch Hela served Odin.

  After Hela degenerated into the Queen of Hell, this legendary longship that was full of glory and only existed in legends also degenerated.

   What you hold in your hand is the mark of the past of this long ship.

   Navigate carefully, Captain.

  Hella will be desperate to get it back.

   "COOL!"

  Blake whistled, and hung the worn-out statue of a ship in his hand, which had been reduced by some kind of magic, and was as delicate as an ornament, hanging on his wrist.

  Ha, from today onwards, we also have a boat as an admiral!

   "Black, I found this in the flesh and blood of Hablon."

   Garona's voice came from behind, the pirate looked back and saw the legendary assassin walking over with a roll of disgusting stuff full of blood.

   That thing looks like some kind of book, made of animal skins.

   "In addition, Merry's situation is not quite right. After Hablon was defeated, he teleported himself to Treasure Island by himself, and set up a barrier to prevent others from approaching him.

   It is said that he also recites words. "

With a hint of worry, Garona handed the thing in her hand to Blake, and glanced in the direction of Treasure Island, where there was a violet magical enchantment that enveloped the small half of the island.

   "Don't worry, I'll have a good talk with him and the 'stuff' in his body when I'm done with this."

  The pirate leaned on the legendary sword and reached out to take what Garona handed over.

   The moment his fingers touched the blood-stained scroll, Blake's heart jumped.

   A faint pale light passed through the scroll to his fingers, like a strange snake, biting fiercely at the tip of his finger.

   Even Blake's body shook at this moment.

  Garona's cry also became distant and distant, as if it was a cry from a long distance.

   This is not a problem with his senses, but from his soul level, which is being pulled into some kind of illusion by a weak but real force.

   This process was extremely fast, and he only had time to exhort Garona:

   "Don't believe any of Bwonsamdi's nonsense, not even a single punctuation mark, wait until I get back to make a decision, that old guy is the worst, you can't fight it."

As soon as the    voice fell, he was completely pulled into it.

   On the level of his soul, a great vision quickly unfolded.

  The surrounding is a cold and sticky gray fog, but beyond the fog, you can hear the clear sound of sea water crashing.

   "Crash, crash"

   The sound of the flowing sea water was more viscous than normal.

   It was as if something else was mixed in, and even through the cold fog, Blake could smell a stench, like the smell of a garbage dump that had been fermented for months.

   rancid smell.

   He probably guessed where it was.

   But he was not afraid.

  The area where he is in the material world is not the sphere of influence of Hell. Hela can pull his soul into this illusion, just with the thing that Garona handed him just now.

   That should be a magic item, a medium through which soul-affecting spells can be cast.

   And there are only illusions around him.

   Hela is powerful, but not strong enough to kill him in a dream.

  Dream is not the power Hela is good at, it is the field of life force.

Part of the    shadow power can also affect dreams.

   Here's an extra word, in the six power system, the shadow path practiced by Black belongs to the broad category of shadow power, and unfortunately, another name for shadow power is Void.

   In other words, the path of shadows has reached its limit, and even if Black is unwilling, he will have to deal with the Void, that is, those old gods and ancient gods.

   In short, the dream is a power that is incompatible with Hela, the **** of death.

   It can be used to play tricks and scare outsiders who don’t know how to do it, but for a “professional” like Black who is proficient in the theory of the six major power systems, it really has no deterrent effect at all.

   "Hella! Stop playing these little tricks! Come out, let me appreciate the 'respect' of Her Majesty the Queen who I have served for many months."

  The pirate akimbo, did not move forward, just stood there and shouted loudly:

   "I killed your men, robbed your ship, made deals with your enemies, and became a traitor to Hell. If this makes you angry, then I am honored.

  Speaking of which, this is the first time I have seen my death, His Majesty, since I have served you for so long.

  Don't be so shy, ma'am, I heard that when you were a sea witch, you were also the famous 'beauty' in Ulduar. "

   "Shut up!"

   Listening to Blake, the betrayer's brash words, he became more and more obscene. Hela, who was preparing for a "grand debut", finally couldn't help it.

  With the deafening roar, the surrounding fog that blocked his vision dissipated in an instant.

   In the sea breeze full of the stench of depravity, everything in front of him became clear. Blake's soul had penetrated into the illusion of hell. The place where he was was an island reef in a turbid sea.

   In front of him, there was a statue of the Valkyrie with its black wings spread out, like a shrine.

At his feet, under every stone that makes up the island reef, there is a suffering soul. They are screaming, and the cry that will never make people feel comfortable. "Symphony of Hell".

   There is a haze above the sky, like the deep despair of a storm coming, and pale lightning, like snakes, rolling back and forth in the thick black cloud.

   There is light among the clouds in the distance.

   But it can't make people feel comfortable at all. It is a dim, pale, lifeless light, and what it represents in this dark place is definitely not hope.

   "Om"

   The wind and waves full of gloomy power swept in, causing Blake to raise his hands and block in front of him.

   Just a few dozen meters away, in the turbid sea water full of disgusting **** squids and soulless jellyfish, a behemoth was getting up.

Death in Hell in the form of the Damned, Protector and Thrasher of all vrykul after death, Mad Titan Betrayer, Fallen Guardian of the World, Queen of Shadowlands, Bringing Calamity and Despair The **** of the north wind.

   That's Hela.

   The first thing that opened the waves and appeared in front of the pirates were nine black ones, like the tentacles of a big octopus, full of weird scales and flesh suckers, as well as tentacles with black bone spurs.

   They dashed into the sky in the roar of the ocean like a flurry of hydras, and entangled the islands and reefs where Black was located from nine directions.

With the support of the tentacles,    lifted Hela's upper body above the Dead Sea.

  She still maintains the appearance of a vrykul woman in general, but it is enlarged more than ten times. Hela's upper body from the waist is nearly 30 meters high.

   A true giant.

   But the appearance is very bad.

   Not only did he not pay attention to personal hygiene, but the blue-gray skin that was exposed outside his armor was covered with smudges of seaweed and water plants, as well as the pair of giant black claws that were alienated into bird claws.

   With the sharpness and size of this thing, on the sea, it can easily grab the main battleship of Kul Tiras with one claw.

   Of course, Hela is a goddess after all, so she would definitely not use such a low-level and rude attack.

   As for Blake, what he is most concerned about is the mad **** of death in front of him, the black wings behind Hela's back. Compared to her huge size, these two pairs of raven-like wings are very small.

   It is obviously impossible to take Hela to the sky.

   It just represents the identity of Hela once, and it is a commemoration of the past. Hela used to be a Valkyrie, an energy body and structure similar to the shape of an angel.

   The black-winged angel shrine in front of Blake is probably what Hela once looked like.

   And the goddess's "dressing" taste is somewhat strange.

   She basically has no serious clothes on her body, but is covered with shipwrecks of various sizes.

  The keel, the mast, the broken deck, and the side of the ship were just casually wrapped around her huge body, connected to each other with black and decayed fishing nets.

   A bad fishnet suit that doesn't make men's eyes light up.

   The most peculiar thing is that on the shoulder of her left arm, the wreck of a sailing battleship that broke from the center was tied, and the half-ship that was still intact was used as a shoulder armor.

   This dress can not be said to be shocking, it can only be said that it has no appearance.

   In a realistic sense, it perfectly interprets the meaning of the word "madness", but if the death **** in front of him has a bit of taste, he will not dress like this.

  Compared with her, Bwonsamdi's outfit is very retro troll + heavy metal style, which can be regarded as handsome and maverick.

   To be honest, Hela's appearance was quite shocking and quite bluffing.

  Unfortunately, it's useless for "well-informed" pirates.

   The big scenes he has seen are far more powerful than the poor "majesty" of Hela.

   However, Blake is a very polite person.

   Even though the Hela in front of him almost gathered all the malicious manifestations of the whole world, it was really not majestic at all, but he took a slight step back after Hela appeared.

   With the extremely standard Kul Tiras royal family etiquette, he made a ceremonial gesture to meet the king to Hela in front of him.

   Then, he straightened up.

   Hela, who glared at his eyes, the background filled with pale lightning fluttering on the turbid sea, said:

   "Your Majesty, with all due respect, you should really change to a royal stylist. Do you need me to recommend one to you? I have connections in Boralus, so I can give you a discount."

   (end of this chapter)