Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1476 109. If you are the first year of junior high school, then don't blame me for being the fifteenth

The Grand Magister who holds the space holy relic and the Sun King who is infused with the magic power of the Sunwell are like two terrifying magic turrets bombarding each other. Both of them are the top spellcasters in Azeroth. have their own understanding and application.

   Even the most common fireball technique can be played out in the hands of such a mage. As a result, after the two of them blasted magic against each other for more than ten seconds, the entire sky on the island of Que was completely turned into a "no man's land".

  The energy aftermath caused by various magical collisions swept across the sky, reflecting strange arcs of different colors under the refraction of sunlight. At first glance, it looks like a colorful "fire cloud" with gradient colors.

   But the reality is much crueler.

   The magic aftermath of this energy level cannot be dissipated in a day or two.

  If Elisande and the Sun King are allowed to continue to "confront the waves" like this, their magic residues are likely to permanently change the terrain and even the climate of Que Isle.

   Don't doubt that.

   Azsuna's Ten Thousand Years Curse has proved that in this magical world, it is definitely not a good thing for a piece of land to be bombarded with too much magic.

The "fighting method" in the sky made a group of entertainers headed by Xiaoxing and Anaris Moon County addicted to watching it. The pirates who had already hid in the magister's platform in advance would gather together like an open-air barbecue. On the upper platform of the Elf Palace.

   They shared delicious food one by one, and from time to time they also commented on the "black and white confrontation" war scene in front of them.

   But those who know it know the danger of the situation at this time, so it didn't take long for the cold-faced lady of the ship doctor to rush to the platform with a prayer, and even beat and scolded the drunkards.

   It's really a bad thing to learn from Blake, watch the fun and die!

   At this time, Elisande and the Sun King's magical destructive power, as long as a magic shot strays into this palace, it will cause a large-scale accidental injury incident.

   But apart from the fierce battle between the two top spellcasters in the sky, the people on the ground were not idle.

  The bosses on both sides are hardened with swords, and they can't be bad as small soldiers.

  The Quel'dorei elves hiding in the town were already desperate, they thought they would die under the evil magic of the darkskin elves, but the Sun King's presence bought them a little time.

Before the Sunwell was closed, an elite phoenix guard rushed out of the palace to help the defense line here. The Quel'dorei rangers and warriors who had received reinforcements were in high spirits. They held the phoenix flag high and pulled out. The blood-stained sword and shield bravely pounced on the black-skinned elves with cracked teeth and twisted faces.

  The warriors of the two elf factions, one black and one white, fought together fiercely. The speech of the great magus had already clarified the core of the war. This was a war for the right to survival.

   There is no winning or losing.

   Only life and death!

  The children of the night grabbed the Sunwell, and the rise of the kingdom of Suramar was in an instant.

  If the Quel'dorei elves lost the Sunwell, with the level of magic addiction in their bodies, I am afraid that within fifty years the high elves will be wiped out.

   This is a war without compromise at all.

   In the warring towns there are not only soldiers, but also civilians who live in Quel'Danas all the year round. Many of them are family members of the Yangfan Navy and staff of the naval port.

   There is even an officially built orphanage here to select talented apprentices for the Magic Academy on Sunstrike Island. At this time, the dean of the orphanage in the town was trying to escape the chaotic battlefield with a dozen terrified elf children.

   Killing the red-eyed Shaldorei and Quel'dorei can't handle so much.

  No one to help them.

  The children could only cry in despair amid the flying magic and swords, and their dean could only use his slender body to try to protect the children, even though the dean himself was afraid.

"do not come!"

   Just when they were fortunate enough to be about to escape from the edge of the town, a group of nightborn rangers found them, and the black-skinned elves who had already killed the red-eyed did not say much, and rushed towards these children with **** magic knives.

   The elf dean screamed and opened his hands to try to block.

   But everyone knows that she can't stop these **** who have been turned into evil spirits by war with her tears.

   "Hey, hey, the elves who have always advertised themselves as elegant and tolerant are showing their bottoms this time. Look at this battle, it's too much.

   Even the nastiest pirates know that bullying children is wrong. "

   At this moment of despair, a groan in Saras with a human accent suddenly sounded behind the children.

Along with it, the boiling shadows turned into shadow throwing knives flying in all directions, and the dozen or so Nightborn strikers who approached these innocents with blood-dropping magic blades were instantly stabbed into sprays all over their bodies. Blood sieve.

  The children turned their heads in surprise, and saw a bad guy wearing a black pirate coat, a black pirate captain's hat, and a black blindfold with blond hair and a pipe.

   "My God! It's Blake Shaw!"

   A little girl screamed:

   "I have seen his face in the little book drawn by His Royal Highness Little Xingxing, it is exactly the same! Mammy told me that he brought bad pirates to attack us."

   "Run, Blake Shaw is coming to kill us."

   A group of little terrified screams tried to escape from Black who wanted to give them candy from his arms, and their screams obviously broke the stinky pirate's proud heart.

   The latter immediately rolled his eyes, pouted, and ignored the group of bear children.

  He raised his head, and in front of the children, poured all the colorful dwarf gummies that he had taken out into his mouth, and chewed them crackly to demonstrate to the bear children.

  Ha, these candies were originally for you!

   is gone now!

   was eaten by me!

  Are you angry?

   And the noise here quickly attracted the attention of the warriors on both sides, especially after seeing Black Shaw appear, the old and new hatred of the Quel'dorei elves came to mind.

   Immediately, several warriors rushed towards the stinky pirate with swords in hand, and wanted to eradicate the scourge.

   But Blackley ignored them.

   He lightly kicked these nasty little elves with his feet, telling them to quickly get out of the dangerous battlefield with the head of the orphanage who had been paralyzed with fright.

   also waved his hands and threatened them that if they didn't leave, they would be arrested and eaten by the pirates!

   "Orc pirates like the heart of a spirit child the most! They say the heart is fragrant and crunchy after deep-frying."

  The stinky pirate stood on the cruel battlefield full of corpses, and said to a group of frightened elf children:

   "But a big pirate like me doesn't like to eat hearts. I like to eat brains of smart kids. What do you eat to make up for what? Guess how many smart kids I ate to accumulate so much dark wisdom?

Um.

   But you guys are all idiots.

   Stupid brains stink, so you are safe.

   Get out now.

   Get away from here, the farther the better. "

   "Mr. Pirate, be careful behind you!"

  It doesn't matter if the children are ignorant. The head of the orphanage who was rescued from danger is still very sensible. After she was helped up, she shouted at Blake a few times, indicating that there was danger behind him.

   But the stinky pirate was still lowering his head to light tobacco leaves for his jade pipe, and he didn't care about the red-eyed elves who rushed towards him from behind.

"boom"

At the moment when the sharp blade that was cut off towards Black's head was swung out, a strange thing blocked it behind the pirate. Stand up in the shadows.

   It has a bat face like a pig's nose, weird horns on its face, and a huge rock bat wing that beats twice and empties everything within thirty yards.

   And the lion-like rock tail swept like a steel whip, easily smashing the town's fountain.

  This monster is clad in rock armor, and its front claws are clad with terrifying spikes, each of which is the size of an adult elf's arm.

   Every time it walks on all fours, it vibrates on the ground.

   The moment it appeared, the entire battlefield that was fighting was quiet.

Whether it's the black Pishadore or the white Piquierdore, they are stunned at this creature that doesn't look like a living creature, and even Elisan and the Sun King Anas who are frantically fighting the waves in the sky. Tarion stopped.

   They all felt the terrible pressure coming from this guy.

Demi god!

   Heck!

   This is a rock demigod!

   When did the **** Blake Shaw have such a terrifying demigod attendant?

   "Hey, you rude bastards, have you asked my opinion for a fight on my site? Have you paid a 'fight fee'? Just cut people with knives here

   What a rude bastard!

   Need to be taught a lesson!

   But before we beat you guys, let's get down to business, come on!

   All look at me, all look at me, I want to announce something. "

  The pirate was breathing out a smoke ring and moving his body on the spot. His voice was so loud, and he didn't know how to use it. It shook the hearts of almost every guy in front of him.

   The guys who know Black's power have already clenched their weapons, but haven't heard of pirates. Well, there are basically no guys in this world who haven't heard of Black's "prestige".

  Smelly pirates have a bad reputation, even the stupid furbolgs of Winterspring know it.

   "Elysander, remember we made a contract earlier?"

  Black was holding a pipe, brushing his hair, and looking at the sky carelessly, he shouted to Elisande on the Demon Sabre:

   "I've changed my mind now!

I suddenly felt that maybe you should fulfill my request first, so that I have enough motivation to persuade myself to help you continue to finish this war, don't show that **** expression, I didn't betray you, I just made a small request .

   And, do you know what's the best thing in the scene now that both of you have played dog brains? "

  The pirate sneered and looked at the Sun King again, he said politely:

   "Then, Your Majesty Anastarian, you seem to be in need of help now. As long as you speak, the pirates scattered across your land can become your most loyal warriors at any time.

Yes.

   As long as Ms. Elisande continues to keep her winkless thoughts and say the words that reject me, I will be your loyal servant in no time! "

  Under the eyes of the public, Blake took out a silver pocket watch from his arms and pretended to listen in his ear. He looked again at the great wizard who was so angry with his teeth, and said:

   "So, Eye of Aman'Thul, do you give it? Or not? You only have ten seconds to answer."

   How clever is the Great Magister.

   She instantly understood why Blake wanted to do such a thing at this time, **** it! This vengeful stinky pirate still regrets his previous coercion in the Tower of Darkness.

   But big brother!

   What time is it now, can you get angry at this time?

   Jumping left and right in front of me, you are a little too arrogant, right? Do you really think our Nightborne can't do anything without your pirates?

  The Great Magister almost hated her teeth, but as a wise politician, she deeply understands the power of compromise, but reassured her with an embarrassed face:

   "What about this war, Blake, my dear friend, maybe we'll wait until we've breached the gates of the Sunwell to discuss it, don't you even have the patience for that?"

   "Sorry, wrong answer!"

  Black shrugged and took a step back, hiding in the shadows from everyone's gaze.

   At the moment of disappearing, he snapped his fingers to the demigod stone descendant behind him and said calmly:

   "Kill them all! I mean, every Child of the Night present! Treat yourself, my dear Xiaoyi, the poor hearts of these guys are all yours."

  “Ow~”

   Hearing such a generous order, even the Stoneborn Demon, whose mood fluctuated like a beast, was pleasantly surprised.

Amid the terrified screams of a group of nightborne and Quel'dorei elves, the demigod beast slammed its huge rock bat wings, and took a deep breath, spewing terrifying petrification towards the 270° range in front of it. Breathe.

   In less than ten seconds, more than a hundred people were frozen in body and soul in the sandstorm-like raid, and their bodies and heads were torn apart by huge claws in the cruel and low-pitched cry of Howling Wings.

   It seems to treat this as a happy hunting game.

   Of course, the pirates gave it an order to kill every child of the night, but they didn't ask it to avoid the Quel'dorei elves who were mixed up at this time.

   For the stone-headed demons, since the master doesn't tell them to, they can kill them!

"monster!"

   "Damn!"

Seeing that the petrified monster Xiaoyi, who was not easy to mess with at first glance, began to kill on the battlefield regardless of whether it was enemy or foe, the Sun King and the Queen of the Night Child, who had just beaten each other to death, looked at each other, and both of them moved towards each other at the same time. The petrified monster below threw magic.

   Arcane and flames galloped on Howling Wing's armor and skin, but they couldn't stop the beast's slaughter and pursuit.

As one of the warriors who personally participated in the "Battle of Light and Darkness" to resist Naaru's invasion, Howling Wing can withstand even the purification of the Holy Light thrown by Naru himself, and the two mages attacked with all their strength even with its anima. Can't wear armor.

   The rampage of an uncontrolled demigod was too terrifying. In just a few minutes, the front lines of both sides were messed up by Xiaoyi, and the battle that was supposed to be fought to the death could not be carried out at all, so they had no choice but to retreat.

  The Sun King is fine, they can retreat into the Sun Well.

   But Elisande was embarrassed. When they returned to the position, they saw that the North Sea pirates who had fought alongside the Nightborn were frantically chasing and killing the wounded soldiers running around in the camp.

The pirate king of   , Anaris Moon County, also took the opportunity to recruit new recruits. For those diehards who were unreasonable and unwilling to follow her, the Pirate King of Moon County “kindly” hung them all on the pillars of the sailing pier.

   Among those corpses, there was also a large wooden plaque specially erected on which was written a message to Elisande in Thalassian with the blood of the Nightborne:

   "I hope you are ready to pay the price for offending the pirates, Ms. Elisande, your nightmare. This is just the beginning."

   At the bottom of those handwriting is Blake's "autograph", and a small line of small characters that can only be seen by lying on the wooden sign:

"Respected Grand Magister, you can try to send yourself and your soldiers back to Suramar, as long as you dare! You don't really think that I have held the Scepter of Sargeras for so long without doing anything to it. Bar?"

   (end of this chapter)