Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1561 194. I want to sit at the child's table! —【Seeking monthly ticket 23】

   "The door over the spark of wisdom is actually open?"

  Blake, who had just experienced a "real schizophrenia" and was full of energy, walked out of the abandoned palace with the scepter of Sargeras, and heard the cheers from the depths of the city below his feet.

   Those high-pitched cheers are very recognizable, and at first glance it is the "ultimate noise" that can only be made by at least a hundred dwarfs gathered together.

   But the cheers also signified that Ulduar's patron temples were finally opened.

   Of course, being turned on is just the beginning. Those guardians who are either empty into their brains or schizophrenic are not easy to deal with.

   The next battle is destined to take some time to subside. As for the seal of the ancient gods under the city of Ulduar, it is not a big problem for the time being.

  Black explored the more powerful void perception obtained by the mythical profession "Ancient God" he had just unlocked, and he could detect Yogg Saron's changes.

  There are already a huge number of void creatures gathering outside the broken cage. It seems that Yogg Saron is ready to fight to the death.

   And from the pirate's perception, he could tell that there seemed to be not only Yogg Saron's Void Creation below, but also some guys with a strong fishy smell of deep-sea creatures.

   N'Zoth is here too?

   Well, think about it too.

  At this moment, the old gods can’t help but work hard. Even if they defeat Black’s group, there will be a **** star watcher in ten hours.

  If they can't defeat that guy, when the Origin Furnace, which has been exposed, is actually activated to restart the world, that will be the real big trouble for everything to die.

   But Black didn't care.

   His interest in the union of the two ancient gods was not even as much as he was enjoying himself now.

   That's right, self-appreciation in the true sense, the pirate's character card at this time has a new look, with all kinds of information floating on it that makes Blake elated:

  Name: [Too many titles are not displayed] Blake Shaw/Drake Proudmoore

   Race: Human · Void God's Choice / Half-elf · Luna God's Choice

  Life Form: Legendary [Demigod life form being promoted]

  Strength attribute: Legendary Emperor in Black

   Alignment Tendency: Neutral Evil

   Occupation: Level 60 Pirate, Master Assassin, Elite/Level 60 Warlock, Void Hand, Elite/Level 60 Hunter, Leader of the Pack, Elite

  Legendary Occupation: Level 12 Warden, High Warden, Chief

  Mythical Occupation: Level 1 Moon and Night War God · Life Force · Weak / Level 1 Ancient God · Void Force · Weak

Possessed artifacts: Elune's Endless Armament [8/8], Tidestone of Gogonas [Broken Primal Embryo], Blood Drinker Malus [Sealed from Another World], Mark of Enlightenment/The Crown of the Ruler [ 1/3]

  Special Companion: Infection Lord Drake [Legendary God's Sin Parasite]

Character evaluation:

  The Tyrant of the Sea, the Weaver of Fate, the Shadow of Civilization, the Cold-Blooded Monster, the Skull Collector, the Azeroth Famous Girlfriend, the Tentacle Master, and a lucky bastard.

   "Cool, really pleasing to the eye."

  The pirate gave a loud whistle.

   He took out this template at this time and could definitely scare a group of weak demigods on the spot. Of course, considering that the pirates killed a demigod when they were promoted to legend, he probably didn't care about such a dispensable deterrent.

   But there is no doubt that the state of the character in front of him has basically touched the ceiling of being of human blood. Even if he is exposed to the mystery of the Force, it is extremely difficult to go further.

   Just as Queen Azshara once commented that the gods of the stars were born powerful, on the one hand, it represented Queen Azshara's talent and pride, and on the other hand, it was also the Queen's helplessness for "born unequal".

   There seems to be only one word difference between demigods and true gods, but the meaning of this is undoubtedly very desperate. At least in the star world of Azeroth, the rules are indifferent.

  The real God is never a realm that can be achieved by individual efforts. Is that some kind of authority given by birth?

   In general, this is a job that tests reincarnation skills.

   And Black's reincarnation skills have proven to be pretty bad, and unless he wants to bet on that one in a trillion odds, he doesn't need to smear his neck now.

   Anyway, at least in the near future, pirates don’t have to think about this anymore,

   "Aiya, I'm going to do something serious next."

   The stinky pirate who is idle is waiting for Xal'atath to be ready to come to Ulduar to join him, so the next time is his own.

He took out the Tide Stone from his suitcase, which had been restored to its original state by the sea giant demigod Yakorok, put it under his feet with a bang, and then touched his boots, using the power of the heart on it. He called the sea giant who didn't know where to go and quickly came to Ulduar to help.

   That guy had promised before he left last time that he would actually help him restore the Tidestone in Ulduar.

   "Well, my little friend, you have summoned me. It seems that your adventure has entered a quite remarkable new realm. Is this the mysterious and majestic place of creation?"

   With the sound of splashing water, the deep, drum-like voice of the sea giant demigod Akorok resounded beside the pirates.

   It also seems to know that this place is dangerous, so when it emerges from the water, it deliberately shrinks its body, making itself look like a large Kul Tiran who is too bloated and fat because of eating and drinking and neglecting exercise.

   "I feel that there are terrifying powers here. They all come from the first birth in the wild world. Probably just one person can easily smash a wild demigod like me into flesh."

   Yakorok stroked his beard adorned with starfish and mussels, and he said in a loud voice:

   "This place makes me very uncomfortable, but I smell the pure titan energy again, it will definitely help you and me to restore the relic left by the roar to the most perfect form.

bring it on.

  Let's get to work.

   I really don't want to be in this cold and dangerous place for too long. "

   "Well said, if it's not for business, who would want to come to this bad place?"

  Blake kicked away the blood-stained stone under his feet. He snapped his fingers at the sea giant demigod who seemed very cowardly beside him, and said:

   "Let's go to the Creation Furnace now. There is a group of dwarves fighting the flame giants. It's very exciting to think about it. I haven't seen the dwarves who were burned to death. Maybe we should go to open our eyes?"

   "No no no, my wicked pirate friend, this is the Tide Stone, born of the highest power of water among the stars, and it cannot be repaired by fire.

   At least the first step should not be to seek the help of fire.

   We should go there! "

   Yakorok touched the irregular Tide Stone embryo with various cracks remaining. This thing was repaired by himself, but the level of repair was really not good.

   is like a broken bowl repaired with instant noodles in a child's handicraft class.

   Lai Lai Lai, not round at all.

   It pointed to the most active area of ​​the water element in the Holy City of Ulduar. The pirates looked in the direction of the sea giant demigod. At the end of the line of sight, a frozen temple was still exuding a cold breath that was almost visible to the naked eye.

"Ha, the Temple of Winter, the domain of Hodir, the **** of winter? That's the coldest **** in the world. I think my first mate's exhortation before leaving was right. I really should have brought two more clothes here. ."

  Black took up his pipe, pouted and said:

   "The fight in that place isn't over yet, but I don't really want to fight today."

   As he spoke, he looked at the sea giant demigod beside him with piercing eyes. The latter noticed the pirate's gaze, and it made a state of embarrassment and said:

   "Oh, you know me, my pirate friend, as a racial demigod I've been weakened by the decline of the sea giant civilization.

  You're sending me to death by sending me to deal with a mad guardian.

   I thought I was just here as a craftsman. "

   "Ha, a weak chicken who is afraid to fight, plus a pirate who can't lift his spirits because he is too happy to level up."

  Blake complained, took out his beloved stone demon statue from his arms, and said:

   "There's no way, shake people."

   Finished speaking, Black poured the power of Anima into the stone demon sculpture, and released the powerful blind hunter Howling Wing.

   This eyeless demigod stoneborn was very dissatisfied with Ulduar, a place full of creation divinity and degenerate power. The breath here suppressed it, making Howling Wing very irritable.

  But General Carl, who was called later, didn't care.

   This powerful general who always likes to fish for various reasons and regards the five hundred years of serving Black as a vacation in another world, stretches his arms with stone wings lazily, and says to the pirates:

   "Ah, don't you even have the ability to fight by yourself? My weak lord, or do you want to experience a battle that takes advantage of the fisherman?

   But I'm not in a good state recently. I've been instructing those clumsy stonemasons to shape the tribe of stoneborn in this world, so I'm very tired."

"Hodir, a powerful demigod guardian, known as the King of Winter, he is the **** of winter who was personally shaped by the roaring Titan Gorgonath, and he holds the power of ice that is also a powerful force in this group of stars. ."

  Black was playing with his Titan Lucky Dice, as the BOSS introduced, and said to General Carl:

   "I don't think you have been able to meet such a powerful character in the shadow world for tens of thousands of years. Don't you want to taste the delicious 'Xinneng Ice Cream'?

  According to our agreement, I can allow you to take two-thirds of the spoils. This time, except for my share, I will not take a penny. How much you can take is yours.

   Of course, you have to share that delicious anima with my loyal Xiaoyi. "

   "I said earlier, this trip turned out to be paid, I thought you were going to prostitute my powerful power for nothing."

  General Karl was instantly refreshed, she reached out and took off her anima tomahawk and moved the rocky body that was about to rust, and said to Black:

   "I'm really fed up with the days of freelance work, this is what I want, we'll just talk about it in the future, when I fight for you, you must remember to give money.

Walk!

   Xiaoyi, let's go hunting! "

   This greedy general of the Stoneborn jumped up and landed on the head of the screaming Stoneborn Demon. Under her commanding full of fighting spirit, the large Stoneborn Demon howled and carried her to the Winter Temple.

  Because Xiaoyi has no eyes, he is almost ramming along the way. No matter whether the heroic spirit or the servant army is blocking the front, he is obviously unable to resist the menacing and violent demigod.

   smelled the delicious anima, so the rough-skinned and thick-skinned violent stoneborn smashed the ice cubes of the Winter Temple and rushed into the battlefield of the heroic spirits who were struggling with Hodir.

  The progress of the Heroic Spirits here is very slow.

Even if they were commanded by a ruthless character like Varok Saurfang with a dragon-slaying axe, facing Hodir, the **** of winter who could whip up a storm and freeze the battlefield in an instant, the advantage in numbers and combat power was almost completely lost. exempt.

After all, it is difficult for the heroic spirits to face an enemy who is extremely good at forcing crowd control. Hodir, a demigod of the frost giant race, although tall and clumsy, his wolf wrapped in the power of winter No matter how slow the tooth stick is, it will definitely hit the slowed enemy.

   It is often a swipe of a stick that can turn a piece of it, and the lightning-cast bodies of the frozen heroic spirits have also become fragile under the erosion of the cold winter. In the face of Hodir's brutal attack, they are like metal in the extreme cold, and they will collapse at a touch.

   "Valok! Exit with your people! Go to the Broken Cage to help, where the Void monsters are about to rush out, so all mortal warriors who participate in the war remember to bring the sin monument!

   If you don't bring it, you don't have to go to die. "

  Black's cry was heard by the silent old orc who was leading the heroic spirit to charge to the death, and Varok gave the order to retreat without any hesitation.

  As an excellent commander, he has long seen that it is difficult for this giant to be overwhelmed by the number of people. Perhaps a strong man like Black really needs a precise beheading operation.

   By the time Varok was the last to withdraw from the Winter Temple, covered in heavy frost, two demigods had taken over the battlefield.

  Hodir still used the old way to deal with these two guys, but unfortunately, with the Eternal Stoneborn's super resistance to magic, it was difficult for the winter storm he created to trap them.

The    battle was pushed into brutal melee combat, while Hodir's clumsy movements were resisted by the furious Howling Wings, and the nimble General Karl, like the most terrifying anima assassin, began to backstab frantically.

  Speaking of which, the assassin with the axe is really handsome, and Blake also considers that one day he will try the feeling of slashing people in the shadows with a battle axe.

   Must be great!

   "Hey, Blake!"

   When he saw the pirate leaning on a staff and carrying a shattered stone on his back, Shi Shiran walked towards the temple like an outing, Varok, who was smashing the frost shell on his body, suddenly stopped him.

  The old orc stepped forward and said in a low voice:

   "The grasslands of Nagrand are calling for my brother's heroic spirit to return home, but Red has been looking for various reasons to reject our proposal. He seems to want to keep my brother's remains in Azeroth for a long time.

  I already know that the Lich King has arrived in the Eastern Continent, tell me honestly, is he aiming for?”

   "No, don't think about it."

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "He has that idea, and you should also know that death is not the end of Brox's life, but the current Lich King can't wake up the remains of the Titan enemy.

   He still lacks a weapon that would make him more powerful, Varok, I know this challenges your bottom line, but I think you can guess why I arranged it this way.

  You know what to do is the best ending for your brother.

   You also know that it takes a chance to release the green-skinned captives who are still in the shelter of the human kingdom. Perhaps, your brother can help Red with this after his death.

   That was the last sacrifice of House Saurfang."

   "I know, I can understand, but I have a hard time accepting."

  Walok grabbed the dragon sword axe, the warrior artifact left to him by Brox, and he gritted his teeth and said:

   "If you want to take him away, you have to pass my level first!"

   "Then I advise you to write a suicide note in advance, my dear Warlock."

  Blake pouted and said:

   "If it was before, I would advise you not to do this.

   After all, your civilization is recovering, you can take part in that process instead of your brother, and use your life experience to teach the orcs who survived the disaster how to start a new life.

   rather than a very irresponsible death.

   But now, sorry, I don't care about other people's choices and the way they see the world. "

   After finishing speaking, the neutral and evil stinky pirate took out a few gold coins from his arms, stuffed them into Varok's hands, patted his shoulder with a smile on his face, and said:

   "Hey, the gift money for the funeral has been paid in advance. I will bring some more people to your funeral to eat and drink. Remember to tell Reid before you go to die, and invite some pandaren chefs to do the cooking.

  If the food is bad, I will consider hosting a funeral for Redd too. "

   (end of this chapter)