Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1587 220. Who will take a punch from me?

  The wind rider is dead.

  Although Alakir did not make a sound from the beginning to the end of this battle, the anomaly caused by the moment of his death was still felt by the whole world.

  The whirring sandstorm in the Great Uldum Desert calmed down without warning, and it only took a few seconds to transform from the gloomy sky to the clear sky.

   And those tol'vir people who were cornered by the Legion of the Unending Wind stood dumbfounded in the city that had turned into a desert, stunned as they watched the ferocious wind element elites swarming into the sky just now.

   They don't seem to be fleeing.

   was rather like an organized retreat, as unpredictable as they came.

   But under the clear sky, the tol'vir with slightly better eyesight can see the strange palace suspended above the clouds.

  In ancient legends, the palace in the cloud represents the majesty of the Lord of the Sky, and all the tol'vir grew up listening to these ancient stories.

  The legendary king of the sky is tyrannical and crazy.

  It hates all living beings, and takes pleasure in destruction and destruction. No one can guess what it is thinking, and no one can stop it from unleashing its passive anger against the world.

  In the memory of the Tol'vir, the sky is always gloomy, and thunderstorms and lightning turn into the scepter of the legendary king of the sky to punish all those who disrespect the sky.

   But the sky is different today.

   So clear, so calm, even the wind that always blows relentlessly in the great desert seems to have become gentler. The wind in this great desert has never been so gentle.

   was like a lover touching the ends of his hair and giggling through the tol'vir's mane.

   All this has left these big cat people at a loss, but the smartest of them have sensed from the change in the wind that a terrible time has passed.

"no no!"

  The change in the will of the wind that Tol'vier can feel must be more profound for the element lord.

   This will have been guarded by Raiden, and the Lord of the South Wind and West Wind, captured under Mimiron's magical device, has tasted terrible news from the change of the wind.

   The two powerful and ancient wind elements roared like crazy, slamming into their cage.

   Their wind gods are dead.

   Alakir died on the wall of the sky, the source of all wind elements, which means that it has no possibility of resurrection, and the era of wind riders is over.

  Although the two wind lords are not very fond of the moody Al'Akir, they are the remnants of the wind rider era.

  At the beginning of this new era belonging to all wind elements, they have lost all their previous power and noble status, and they have been reduced from the noble wind lord to the prisoner of the Titan guardian.

   These guardians also said that they should be sent to the lowly tol'vir to be judged and held responsible for the war that Al'Akir waged that almost destroyed the tol'vir homeland.

   This is a terrible future.

   However, the two wind lords had no other way to go except to accept and endure.

They even prayed in desperation to N'Zoth, the only ancient **** left in Azeroth, the Demon of Thousand Beards, that they would endure the enslavement of returning to the age of the Dark Empire, and that N'Zoth would save them That bleak and sad future.

   However, N'Zoth had no interest in their calling.

  Hey, nothing to shout! It's very noisy, you know? Is there any sense of public morality, don't Queen Azshara and all the folks in Nazjatar need a rest?

and also!

  Don't contact me in the future, I'm afraid the queen and Blake Shaw will misunderstand

   That horrible guy has killed all the Old Gods except him and eaten poor Yogg-Saron with Xal'atath.

   N'Zoth would be scared to death.

  It has a good memory.

   It still remembers the scene where it shared Xal'atath with Yogg-Saron, C'Thun, and Y'Shaarj, although at that time it only ate a small portion because of its weakness.

   But the mad woman of Xal'atas will hate it as much as anyone else, and now N'Zoth is only glad that his Titan cage is strong enough, even if Xal'atas comes, don't think about slipping in so easily.

   It's still doing everything in its power to repair the relationship between itself and Azshara.

   N'Zoth knew very well that if the two lunatics really came, only Azshara would have enough strength to protect it.

   In general, the Demon of Thousand Bears will be unable to protect himself, so how can he be in the mood to take care of two bereaved dogs?

   But the good news is that Black, who is now in the Aeolian Throne, doesn't think of N'Zoth, and has no idea to kill him in the short term.

   That job has been taken away by Queen Azshara.

  Black never cared much about things that weren't his job.

   He cares more about his future and the immediate benefits.

   At this time, the sky wall was full of joy. After confirming that Alakir was dead, the wind elements were celebrating the birth of the new king.

  As elemental creatures, they rarely have a tradition of celebration, but as the No. 1 dogleg of His Majesty the Windchaser, Gaboa, the former foreign elemental lord, came up with an idea at this time.

   He thought that a simple but significant celebration should be held at the Throne of the Aeolus, in which the God of Winds was crowned by the lamp **** who assisted His Majesty Sunderland all the way to the present day.

  It is best to invite other elemental monarchs to come to the ceremony, so as to solemnly announce the arrival of the new era of the sky wall to the entire elemental world.

  His Majesty the Tide Hunter is here, we just need to send someone to invite His Majesty Stone Mother to come, and everyone just got together to discuss how to crusade the last unstable factor in the elemental world, that is, the affairs of the land of fire.

  Gaboa's proposal was quickly approved by a group of high-level wind elements.

There is very little formal diplomacy between the    elementals, but these days are different, and it may be time to fix the bad relationship between the wind elemental and the other elementals due to Al'Akir's fickleness.

   With the current weak posture of the Sky Wall, if they encounter other elements and invade them, they may not be able to stop them.

  So, under the command of Dengshen and Gaboa, the wind elements began to collect items for the celebration, because it was the first time that the wind elements held such a celebration in history, and many wind elements were very excited.

  For example, Blake saw a wind element with a ritual lightning wand on his head, cheering and flying past his eyes, saying, the lightning wand is used to call thunderstorms, right?

  So the content of the celebration of the wind elements is to let His Majesty the Wind Chaser perform a trick of destroying human cities with thunderstorms on the spot for other elemental monarchs to cheer everyone up?

  His, this is a little too exciting, right?

   "Unfortunately, it was punctured."

   The pirate who finished complaining was playing with Alakir's elemental core, and he looked at the fist-sized sapphire in his hand.

   There are visible scratches on it.

When   Wind Rider was alive, this thing was the size of a mammoth, but as we all know, changing the size of the place is the specialty of elemental creatures.

  After Al'Akir died, because of the escape of the wind's essence, this thing "shrinked" into this in a very short time.

   But fortunately, Black is not a shaman, he doesn't need the vast amount of Wind Essence stored in Al'Akir's Storm Core, he needs something else.

   Anima!

   belongs to Al'Akir's Storm Anima.

  “Shu”

The pirate violently clasped the storm core in his hand and shattered the shattered core with the force of his fingers mixed with the power of the void. Then he threw it vigorously, and took out a ball of anima that glowed with orange streamers. ball.

  It is said that Anima is actually the condensation of skills and strength, and it always brings a trace of the characteristics of the owner.

  So when Black held Alakir's heart energy, he could even feel that this thing was as light as the wind, as if it would slip away at any time, but there was the stimulation of lightning beating, which made his fingers numb.

  Black stared at it, and the entry of anima quickly appeared in front of him:

   Name: God of the Wind

  Quality: Legendary [Elemental Crown]

   Anima special effects:

   1. Four popular:

   The Heart of the Storm from Al'Akir grants the anima user the power to ride the storm.

  When holding this anima, the user and their allies will be periodically strengthened by the power of the four winds, and will weaken the enemy with different effects. The effect will be activated at the beginning of the battle and will continue to cycle until the end of the battle.

   Four popular effects are as follows:

  East Wind of Grinding: Provides the magic enhancement of [Legendary Cutting Wind] to the weapons of the user and their allies, and causes [Breath of Gust] magical armor-piercing effect to all enemies.

  Healing Zephyr: Restores vitality to the user and their allies, grants the additional attack speed and evasion effects of [Legendary Grace of the Wind], and causes [Poisoning] and [Life Drain] effects to the enemy.

  Frozen North Wind: Provides the user and their allies with the defensive effect of [Legendary Ice Shield], weakening [Wailing Frozen] and [Heat Drain] to the enemy.

   Thunder South Wind: Provides the user and their allies with the temporary enchantment effect of [Legendary Thunder Armament], which weakens the enemy with [Lightning Strike] and [Paralysis].

   2. The wind rider:

   Possessing this anima will grant the user the highest natural resistance, and add a natural damage effect based on 50% of the destructive power of each attack to any attack of the user.

   This effect type is true damage.

  If the divine power is attached, the damage of this effect is not exempted by any form of defense.

  The power of the wind rider allows the user to walk on the wind. Wherever there is natural wind, the user's movement speed will continue to increase until the user's physical fitness cannot bear it.

   Possessing the power of the wind rider will grant the user a saving throw effect against any attack that includes the "wind" attribute, and the saving throw is capped at [Demigods].

Notice:

The effect of   [Wind Rider] can be combined with the [God Slayer] anima special effect currently possessed by the holder, so that the upper limit of element attack saves granted by the God Slayer will be increased from [Legendary] to [Demigod].

  When the attack triggers [Lightning], the knockdown effect of [Wind Blast] will be added.

  Item Description:

   At this time, all you need to say is: Gale! Heed my orders!

   "Really, I'm missing this."

  Blake was very satisfied with the effect of this anima. While whistling happily, he slapped the group of wind rider anima on the boots of his Moonlight Armor.

   This is a replacement for the [Tidewalker] anima that was taken from the sea giant demigod before. Although this thing is also a legendary anima, the combat effect it imparts obviously cannot keep up with the strength of the stinky pirates.

   But the value of the legendary anima is very high. Black put the replaced tidewalker anima into the anima container, and he will definitely be able to sell it for a good price in the future.

  After finishing this, Black took out the elemental artifact of the "Fist of the Storm" that he had not used in his luggage for a long time.

   This thing Black got a long time ago.

   But because it is contaminated with Alakir's breath, it has never been able to be used. Now that Alakir is dead, Blake naturally has no scruples.

   He proudly put the "big fist" made of rock on his hand, as if he was wearing boxing gloves, with a sense of security and professionalism.

   "bang, bang, bang"

  The stinky pirate collided with his fists in front of him a few times, and dazzling sparks popped out, and he put on a few very professional boxing poses above the clouds.

   Then, he looked at the cool big fist in his hand and sighed regretfully.

   This thing is cool, awesome, and infused with the breath of a wind rider, making it a true elemental artifact, but sadly, the pirates' arsenal is full now.

Even the bullying blade that is very useful when abusing vegetables, and the red-throated dog-tooth that can poison most of the enemies are already difficult to occupy Black's first-hand weapon slot, and the outstanding spear of the gods of the wilderness is even more. Didn't show up for a long time.

   Right now, there is really no room for these mighty big fists to work.

According to the gameplay in memory, this thing should be a professional artifact belonging to monks. Its power given by the storm is also very suitable for melee monks to use, but in the real world, there is no difference between such professions. So important.

   "Fina must like this violent glove very much, so let's give her a gift for the future promotion to demigods."

  Blake moved his mighty big fists, holding his jade pipe in his mouth. He akimbo akimbo with his big fists splashed with thunder, and looked back at the ritual platform that had been built by the busy wind elements behind him.

   He thought to himself:

   "Sister Stupid and Little Xingxing must also like this lively, but it's a pity that they can't come. It's a pity. Then take a few more pictures and take them back to show them. It's really rare to come to this realm of the sky."

"Hey!"

   put a hand on Black's shoulder, and the pirate **** Gaboa, who was drunk and happy, burped and said to Black:

   "I'm really happy today, come and have a drink."

   He involuntarily stuffed a bottle of his treasured 10,000-year-old Zandalar into Black's hands, which made the pirates frown.

The wine cellars of the Zandalari Golden Dynasty store such fine wines, which are said to have been handed down from the time of Emperor Dazar. This fine wine of more than 12,000 years is brewed by voodoo, and it is the heart of all alcoholics in the world. 's holy relic.

Such a bottle of wine can sell for at least a few hundred thousand gold coins in the South China Sea black market run by Mrs. Guo Ya. It seems that Gaboya is really happy today, otherwise this stingy old man would not be able to come up with this kind of good wine. to share.

"Snapped"

  The pirate twisted the stopper and poured a sip into his mouth unceremoniously.

   He let Gaboa hang his shoulders and whispered:

   "You will be a big man in the future. I just heard the Djinn say that Prince Sunderland has decided to give you the title of 'Storm Prince' to reward you for your contribution to the process of overthrowing Al'Akir's brutal rule.

   I will also salute when I see you, you lucky bastard, when you ascend to the court of the King of Gold, Rastakhan and his daughter will take the initiative to greet you.

   is really a step out of the quagmire of the pirate industry.

   Not to mention that you are still a god.

   In the future, you will also be worshipped by those rookies. "

   "Hahaha, that's right, that's it, come on, if you can talk, talk more to make me happy."

  Gaboa laughed triumphantly:

   "I've really reached the pinnacle of my life. Even if I die now, I can't say this, and everyone who said this will end up badly in the end.

  Thank you, Blake, if you hadn't rescued me from the execution rack in Zemlan's harbor, I'd be just a crazy skeleton pirate now.

  I have nothing to thank you for."

   "Then, big man, let's fight, I suddenly want to fight."

  Black glanced at his big fist with thunder, and he said to the drunk Gaboa:

   "Come and have a fight with me.

   Without any ability, the outcome is decided by fists and feet, to satisfy the simple happiness that I want to achieve at this time. I think I don't need you to thank me when my big fist hits your smug face. "

   "Wow, are you serious?"

  The drunken Gaboa glanced at the thundering gauntlet on Black's hand, and the Pirate God swallowed and said:

   "It was agreed in advance that no slap in the face was allowed. I have to attend the coronation ceremony in a while. We have to set the rules, I mean"

   "What a lot of nonsense"

   "Go! They say don't slap your face, you bastard! I'm a god, I want face, do you understand? I'm fighting with you today! Come on, who is afraid of who!"

   (end of this chapter)