Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 1577 210. The guardian and the ancient **** are shoulder to shoulder Well, this world is really hopeless, ruined

   "How does it feel to revisit the old place?"

   Walking on the road leading to the Ulduar Observatory, the pirate turned to look at the worried old dwarf Brian beside him, he whispered with strong malice:

   "You should know that if we all die tonight and the world is destroyed, then it's all your fault, right?"

   "I know, I regret it, trust me."

   Brian Bronzebeard, wearing an exploration cap, held a platinum disc, and he said in a wistful tone:

   "If I had another chance, I would never press that button again, I swear. It's not all my fault, right?

  If this place is so dangerous that it can destroy the world, then the guardians should set up more defenses for it, I mean, at least I can't let a common dwarf who is not easy to sneak in easily. "

   "The observatory is protected by triple energy nodes! We also specially arranged for the Iron Council to guard the only way to the observatory. When you enter here, the defense system of the front hall is fully activated!

  Trust me Brian, the defenses are tight enough here. "

  The old dwarf's complaint was heard by Thorim who was traveling with him, and the Storm Guardian said to Brian very rudely:

  "Yogg-Saron paralyzed the entire Ulduar, but it and its evil minions only failed to infiltrate the Observatory and that said it all.

  To be honest, if I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t have believed that such a tight Titan equipment could be easily breached by a mortal.

  I doubt that you have some strange power of rules to help you bypass our layered defense system. "

   "Yes, your guess is correct, my dear Thorim."

   Black yawned and said:

   "This guy named Brian Bronzebeard is a world destroyer favored by the Lord of Doom. Looking through his resume, we know that he is amazing in this regard.

   When he enters any place, he can easily find the most dangerous thing there, and 100% will actively touch it when he knows the danger.

   He is synonymous with danger, a good brother of accident, the trumpeter of the disaster charge, and the flag bearer of the coming destruction.

   If he doesn't control it, this guy will one day destroy the world with his own hands. No one can stop him, not even the Titans can do it in person.

  I'm thinking of dropping him to Argus, maybe his destructive power can be used by us. "

   "You're joking, right?"

   Muradin, who was carrying the Warhammer of the King of the Mountains, turned his head and asked in surprise.

  Although he was also very troubled by his younger brother's "nonsense", he was a family after all, and he couldn't turn a blind eye to the danger that Brian encountered.

   "No, I'm serious."

  The pirate raised a finger and said:

   "I also just found out that your brother signed an Argus exploration agreement with the old prophet Velen in the name of the Explorers Association without the permission of you and Magni.

   He also bought a ferry ticket at his own expense and was going to follow us to Argus, where he would explore the remains of a super civilization that existed for more than 50,000 years.

   So I didn't force him, I just mentioned his departure date. In about fifteen days, the Exodar will take off from Draenor to Argus for our pre-landing exploration.

  Bryan will be sent to Argus at that time.

   Of course, don't be afraid, I'm not asking your brother to die, I will arrange a powerful spellcaster to protect him. It is said that he has also found an assistant for himself, who is also my acquaintance, Your Excellency the Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo. "

   Having said this, Blake paused, he glanced at the old dwarf meaningfully, and then stretched his voice and said:

"Old Zhou and old Brian joined forces. To be honest, I'm starting to sweat for the demons of Argus now. Although I know they will die, I don't know what strange way they will be killed now. already."

After   , the pirate stretched out his hand again, patted Brian's shoulder with a "good look", and said:

   "Work hard, this is probably the moment when you can make the greatest contribution to Azeroth. This time, it's up to your temper. You can press whatever your instinct tells you to do. Don't hesitate."

   "Uh, although you value it, I always think there is something wrong with your words."

  Brian groaned fiercely.

He pulled his expedition cap hard, and under the watchful eyes of the Titan guardians, he walked to the observatory's certification machine with the platinum disc in his arms, and began to open the tightly sealed hall in front of him the same way he opened the observatory last time. .

   Everyone else was preparing for battle, including the non-combatant Mother of Purity, who also picked up her astonishingly large creator head warhammer.

  Although Raiden has ordered the four guardians in the Origin Furnace to lock the energy valve of the Origin Furnace, who knows if the mysterious Star Saint is capable of remotely starting the Remodeling Protocol, and no one dares to take such a risk.

   Everyone knows that Ulduar's troubles can be truly resolved only if the next Star Saint's problem is solved.

   "Huh? What is this?"

   Just as Black was sitting by the side thinking about his own affairs, he suddenly saw Thorim walking towards him.

  Storm Guardian shrunk his body so that he was about the same height as the vrykul, holding a very sci-fi gun in his hand, and handed it to Black with both hands.

   This action made the pirate blink, and he asked knowingly:

   "Is this a gift?"

   "Yes, this is my personal gift to thank you for everything you have done to restore Ulduar."

  The handsome and dashing Torim fondled the tech shotgun in his hands with some nostalgia, and said in a low voice:

   "This shotgun. I personally collected materials in the Battle of Domination and entrusted my brother Mimiron to make it for me. It is called 'Titan Strike' and it is very powerful.

   I use it all the time for hunting with my two wolves.

  Unfortunately, the long period of self-imposed exile made me lose the favor of my powerful partner, Zhai Zhai, who was extremely disappointed with me and left the Temple of Storms alone, leaving only Hati by my side.

   But don't blame it.

   Because I do waste too much time. "

  Torim patted the head of the great soul wolf at his feet, he shook his head, and said to Black:

"I've asked other people about your story. I know you're a very principled person. You have to get paid for everything you do. I'm no longer worthy of using this weapon. Instead of letting it get dusty, I decided send it to you.

  You are the best hunter in this world.

  I believe that such a weapon will be more powerful in your hands than in mine. "

   "Well, I already feel your sincerity."

  Black looked at the slender rifle in front of him. Its gun body was made of the most sturdy Titan iron, and a holy relic slot was made in the gun body with a very delicate technique, and a gem-like energy device was placed in it.

   is powered by it for the bullets fired in this rifle. It is not difficult to see from its appearance alone that the power of the storm is gathered in this energy device.

   It is the heart of this Titan gun, like the beating heart in a warrior's chest.

   "This is the fire of thunder, the sacred artifact of the storm that Mimiron and I made together."

  Torim proudly introduced:

"It can gather the power of the storm to provide unimaginable penetrating power and blasting power for each bullet fired, which is equivalent to the full blow of the wind element lord. Unfortunately, this gun was put in the storage room by me. It's been too long, and the energy of the Thunder Heart has been exhausted. You may need to hunt down an air lord to help it, eh?

what is this? "

Before   Storm Guardian finished speaking, he saw Blake take out an elemental core containing the essence of the unending wind from his luggage like magic.

   He could even hear the resentment and wailing from the core, and its elemental power was so active that it was obvious that this elemental heart was just taken from an elemental creature.

   is also very "fresh".

   "This one?"

  Black threw the core of the Lord of the East Wind in his hand, and he said jokingly:

   "It's the core of a wind element lord who unfortunately died in a magical accident a few hours ago. It's also good luck for you and me. Look, I haven't warmed my hand just now, so I have to take it out and use it."

   "Wait, do you always have something of this level on you? Are you sure you're going to use it to charge Titan Strike?"

  Torim was amazed at Blake's magic for a moment, and he watched in shock as Blake slapped the elemental core in his hand into the relic slot of his rifle in a nonchalant manner.

   The dim thunder fire began to devour the unceasing wind of the East Wind Lord in the next instant, and the elemental core in the hands of the pirates shattered in just a few seconds.

And the Titan rifle in front of him, which had been sealed for hundreds of thousands of years, seemed to come alive. It hummed like an engine in the din of the wind, and the thunderous fire of the gun was lit up. This slender hunting relic seems to wake up like a giant beast after countless years of dust.

   It is longing and roaring to rejoin the hunting ground.

  The pirate turned his ear to the roar of the rifle, as if it were saying, and amused himself by calling the pirates to go ahead and blast a few hapless heads.

   "It's very character."

  Blake laughed and held the slightly heavier Titan Strike in his hand, and professionally made a few shoulder-to-shoulder shooting movements.

   With the different operation methods of pirates, this technological hunting relic made by Mimiron can also pop up accessories such as scopes.

  When the pirates joked that they needed more fierce firepower, the entire slender gun body also bounced off with the sound of gear turning at the next moment, turning into a large-caliber handheld cannon.

  The diameter of the gun chamber can easily fit the pirate's fist. This kind of clasping can no longer be called a gun, but a cannon.

   "I'm starting to like it."

  The pirate patted the Titan Strike, which had returned to its original state. He put the Titan Shotgun behind his back with a sling, and said to Thorim in front of him:

"I promise not to disappoint your kindness and blessings. Of course, I have no habit of rejecting gifts that come to my door, so it belongs to me. If I don't need it in the future, I promise to find the next one who deserves it. on its owner.

   Oh, by the way, I have bad news for you about your hounds, Lord Thorim. "

  Black shrugged, and told Thorim the hunting contract that Soul Wolf Ziri made with Miss Lorna of the Crowley family.

He says:

   "The child is my brother's apprentice, and rounding up is considered my disciple. I told her the secret of taming the sun, and now we have rescued you, which is equivalent to the establishment of a contract.

   After Rona has acquired enough hunting skills, she will return to the Storm Peaks to tame the arrogant Northern Thunder Wolf. I hope Lord Thorim will not obstruct this process. "

"Will not."

  Torim stroked the head of the somewhat sad soul wolf Hati, and he assured Black:

   "Zhiri has always longed for free and unrestrained hunting. It has its own arrogant will. If a mortal hunter can tame it, it can only mean that Rizhao is willing to follow the little girl named Rona.

   Not only will I not hinder her, but I will bless her and even help her.

   After all, I am also a hunter, maybe even the first hunter born in the world of Azeroth, and I would like to see this group passed on and carried forward.

  Finally, thank you again for everything you have done for us, Blake Shaw, although you walk in the deep darkness of the void, your heart is full of light.

  You are a noble soul. "

   "Well, using so many positive words for a pirate really makes me feel like you're taunting me, Stormkeeper."

   Black pouted and said:

   "But considering that the guardians don't know the etiquette of the mortal world, so I don't take this as an offense, look, Brian has opened the observatory, the lights of the stars are twinkling, the star saint is really on time.

  I heard that each of these star saints has severe obsessive-compulsive disorder. Their desire for order and rules is almost their instinct of existence. They are really terrible creatures. "

   "Have you dealt with Xingsheng before?"

  Torim looked at Blake in surprise, and he whispered:

   "Azeroth and other Star Saints?"

   "Uh, the one I've dealt with can't be considered a real star saint, but how can I put it, I'm really familiar with them, so I have the courage to take this job."

The    pirate laughed and said:

   "Watch me play in a while, I know how to convince them."

  Full of confidence, Black stepped into the observatory with the deep stars reflected in front of him with the coordination of a group of heavily armed Titan Guardians.

   Here in the darkness, there are shining starlight condensed into different constellation reflections.

  If you have some understanding of Azeroth astronomy, it is not difficult to find that these constellation reflections are all running by simulating the astronomical laws of this galaxy.

   At this time, among the reflections of the stars, there was a little bit of scattered starlight condensing and forming, creating a tall figure wearing a cloak.

   But whether it is a cloak or a humanoid, there is no physical feeling, it is entirely made of starlight, and the joints of its body can still see the energy nodes shining with starlight.

   This means that the star visitor to Azeroth is a true energy creature.

   He was indifferent.

  It is as difficult to deal with as an overseer in all systems of all worlds, and in the moment of appearance, he will look indifferent to everyone in front of him.

   Well, most of them are Titan Guardians.

   There is a cursed and degenerated flesh creature, and it is this lifeform that sends a signal to call itself to Azeroth.

   In addition to this, there is a .

  Wait, what is that guy with a Titan gun in the middle of a group of Guardians? If Star Saint Algaron is not mistaken, this should be a dangerous ancient god?

   This scene shocked the indifferent Star Saint, so much so that he made a very humane action, he raised his starlight hand and rubbed the starlight nodes in his eyes.

   He suspected that there was something wrong with the way he came to this world, maybe everything in front of him was blinding him?

   But after repeated confirmation, he must have a walking ancient **** in front of him, watching him with a group of Titan guardians.

   He roams the stars and is well-informed.

   But the scene in front of him was so bizarre that Star Saint was stunned for a few seconds.

   How come the ancient gods are still hanging out with the guardians, and they look like they plan to beat him up? So, the world is helpless, and this scene is actually a trap against him?

   So, at the moment when the pirate was coughing and preparing to introduce himself, Algalon decisively raised his hand, without giving Black any opportunity to explain, and decisively activated his Titan authority with an extremely precise gesture.

   In the next moment, in the exclamation of Raiden, the locked Origin Furnace was indeed remotely activated by this guy in front of him with a special method!

  Origin·Death Restart Protocol

   Activate!

"Dry!"

   Black's frantic voice echoed in the dead observatory, and he screamed:

   "You bastard, why don't you play cards according to the routine! I haven't spoken yet! Before the final battle, give the villain some time to finish his evil plan. This is the basic battle etiquette!

  You **** who doesn't respect tradition and rivals!

  You guys, what are you still doing?

   Go!

   Before the World Destruction Protocol is fully activated, put this lunatic down!

  He has a 'recovery code Alpha' written by the mysterious Titan Norgannon himself, which is the only key that can cancel the agreement before the world is reshaped!

  I'm not ready for your funeral and mine, and there are three girls waiting for me to go back and marry them, bastard!

   Get it! "

   (end of this chapter)