Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 214 33. Arathi, your emperor is back!

   After Black told the three of his fellow travelers about the strange things that happened in the Tirisfal region 7,000 years ago, no one bothered him for the rest of the way.

  The great knight no longer tries to bring the son of his comrade-in-arms back to the "right way" of the Holy Light.

   This is exactly what the pirate wants, and no one bothers him to "study".

   In fact, a large part of the reason why Blake wanted to tell that **** story was to stop the three of them from chatting again.

   His revelations were ruthless enough to win him the quietness he wanted.

   "Om"

   The dim light flashed on a rabbit in the forest, as if an invisible hand was choking the life of the rabbit, causing the small animal to twitch in an instant.

   Its red eyes were wide, bloodshot all over it, and it screamed in pain. The lovely and snow-white body could only lie on the ground, unable to move, twitching and twitching, desperately waiting for death to come.

   But in the next instant, the painful power that burst out of the body suddenly disappeared.

   made the little bunny feel like a nightmare, it jumped up quickly, ran back to its own nest, and hid in it and shivered.

   "Well, the curse of pain, it's very useful."

  The pirate who was climbing the rugged mountain road to the vast mountains northwest of Tirisfah laughed and closed the dark tome in his hands.

   At the tip of his finger, there is the afterglow of the shadow magic that has not yet dissipated.

   In the skill column of the character card belonging to the Warlock slot, there is also a new skill, Curse of Pain.

   Its working principle is as simple and rude as other warlock magic. It injects shadow magic into the body of the target, tortures the opponent's internal organs, and disintegrates their power with the most real pain.

   The more skillful you are in the manipulation of shadow magic, the more damage this curse will cause, and the more magic you inject, the better the effect of the curse of pain.

The best thing about    is that the curse magic of the warlock is instant.

   You don't need to sing magic spells, it's best to use it for Yin people.

   "Occasional good deeds are always rewarded."

  The pirate patted the cursed tome in his hand with a satisfied expression. This thing was one of the "rewards" paid by Archmage Ansrem to Black.

   from an unnamed orc warlock.

   There are many kinds of curse magic recorded in it.

   Curse of Pain is the most basic and easiest.

The    is followed by the Curse of Weakness that can temporarily disintegrate the power, the Curse of Fatigue that can make the enemy drowsy and make it difficult to walk, the Curse of Language that can prevent the caster from singing the spell, and the Curse of Elements specially designed to deal with incorporeal elemental creatures, etc.

   Finally, it also records the ultimate curse developed by the sorcerer's magic until now: Doom.

  This thing can implant a demon seed in the enemy's body without knowing it, and it is controlled by the warlock and can exist for a long time until the warlock needs to detonate the curse.

   While bringing terrifying pain to the enemy, he also consumes the enemy's soul and summons the doomsday guardian with tyrannical combat power to fight for the warlock.

   But such an ultimate curse is not so easy to learn, Black has to learn from the easiest. He threw the cursed tome back in his magic bag and pulled out another somewhat broken tome of corruption.

   Before this tome was written, its owner died.

   Therefore, there are not many sorcerer magics recorded above, but they are all valuable. It can teach pirates how to use the power of shadow to corrupt the body of the enemy, draining their life or magic.

  It is completely different from the goal of orthodox spellcasters to use magic to explore the world. All warlock magic is created for the purpose of killing and destroying.

   The practicality of the two sides is completely different.

  It is no wonder that in the world of Draenor, since the birth of sorcerer magic, the traditional shamanic beliefs and spiritism of the orcs have become uninterested.

  This thing is too tempting for those who need strength.

   "Black, don't look at that magic book, come here! We found the lake in the mountains you mentioned."

   An arcane eye jumped out, and the voice of the old lich sounded from it.

   interrupted the pirate's tireless study, making him feel that the good time of fishing is always short, so he stretched his waist, put away the magic book in his hand, and pushed his pirate hat.

   Tossed out the hook lock in the direction of Merry, jumped onto the branches in the dense forest, like a nimble ninja, whizzing through the shadows of the branches.

   It has been a day and a half since they set off from Lordaeron. The four of them are separated, and they are searching for a destination in the ancient mountains of this Tirisfal border area.

   is not far away.

   When they were cruising in this lush and almost roadless forest, they could feel an obscure magic power lingering under the earth, and the part that revealed the surface was weak, but it was real.

   This directly proves that the information provided by the pirates is true.

  Underground in the Tirisfal region, there really are secrets that human civilization has not yet discovered, and this power is very strange. It only exists in the center of this inaccessible mountain range.

   Once you leave the mountain, even at the foot of the mountain, you are completely imperceptible.

   "There! Listen, there is water flowing in that valley surrounded by mountains."

  When Black arrived, the old Lich raised the Staff of Atiyesh in his hand, with the light of teleportation, beating at the top of the stick, and he said to the three behind him:

   "Come here, I'll teleport everyone at once. It's a weird place, and there's no way to pass around."

   In the next second, as the teleportation light shone, the four people were sent from the top of the mountain, over a cliff-like rift, and into a closed valley surrounded by mountains.

   "Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for the earth to change to form such a terrain."

  The old lich leaned on his staff and looked at the strange valley in front of him.

  It is the size of a magnificent city, but it is desolate all around, especially near the central lake, where there is not even a single tree.

   The lake in front of me is also strange.

The    very large lake was a stagnant pool, with a black light lingering on its water waves, revealing a terrible ominousness.

   "This valley did not arise naturally, Merry."

  Blake was exploring and observing the surroundings. While looking for the remaining traces, he turned on the "Guide Mode" and said:

   "This valley and the surrounding peaks were formed in a prehistoric explosion. Don't be surprised if I tell you that the entire Tirisfal region was once a plain.

   Well, found it! "

  The pirate beckoned to the three behind him and rushed into the forest quickly.

  The great knight will no longer disguise at this time. He pulled down his hood, revealing his silver armor, and raised his epee in his hand, guarding Pope Fao at his side.

  The Pope himself leaned on the priest's holy staff, and together with the old lich, went in the direction led by Black.

  In a sparse forest, they found an ancient shrine, which was completely different from the shrines built by existing humans. It was a large black stone tablet.

   has traces of artificial chiseling, as if trying to shape it into a clenched fist.

   But the carving is very poor, only a rough shape can be seen. On this ancient, half-weathered stele, there are still some weird nicks that remain there like words.

   "This is the language of the vrykul, no, it should be the language of the ancient steel vrykul. The vrykul people of Northrend probably don't recognize these words now."

  The pirate knelt in front of the stele and, like a real archaeologist, reached out and wiped off the moss on the stele. He pointed to the notch and turned around and said to the three people:

   "This is the meaning of 'Fall of Tyr' in the ancient vrykul language, and it is pronounced in the vrykul accent, which happens to be 'Tirisfal'.

   Look at these black spots on the stone tablet again.

   These are the blood that our ancestors shed when they cut their palms in memory of the **** Tyr. It's a pity that after more than 7,000 years, we, who claim to be civilized, have forgotten our noble origin. "

  Black winked at the three and said:

   "Human beings are the descendants of gods, like a fake. Your majesty, you can write this sentence in your teachings in the future to promote the orthodoxy of human civilization.

  The place where we are is the place where the **** Tyr fell. Maybe you can consider building a church here or something. "

   "Here? Church?"

  The words of the pirates amused the Pope.

   The old man shook his head and looked at the desperate valley in all directions. He said softly:

   "Even if this is the place where the gods have fallen, it is not worth the human and material resources of the current human kingdom to get through this place.

  If the gods really exist, then he would not want to see his descendants use their precious power on this kind of mourning. "

   "No no no, Your Majesty, you still don't understand the meaning of this place for the existence of Holy Light."

  The pirate shook his head. He bowed to the stone tablet in front of him, then turned and strode toward the pool in the middle of the valley. As he walked, he said:

   "The sacred sacred deeds carried by the Great Knight of Dathohan were processed from the oldest sacred relics preserved by the Church of Holy Light, but the first generation of Holy Light Walkers actually only picked them up in the Tirisfal area.

  The ancestors only knew that those fragments could make them feel the Holy Light, but they didn't know where they came from.

  Those fragments came from the stars, and they appeared in the Tirisfal region because of the land before our eyes.

  Your Majesty, this place is the starting point of the Holy Light blooming in this world,

   And this valley is the source of your faith. "

   He walked quickly to the pool of the lake, squatted there, reached out and brushed the icy lake water, and then looked back at the Crown Prince Fao and the great knight Da Suohan behind him.

Say:

   "Under this lake, there is an ancient artifact that can reshape the faith of the Holy Light. Thoradin the Great lost his life in pursuit of its legend in his later years.

   That was a terrible and honorable failure.

   But I think we should not fail this time. "

After   , the pirate stood up, made a gesture of "please", and said to the big knight in front of him:

   "Great knight, as the most powerful person, please go first."

   In the face of this invitation, Da Suohan was not afraid, and went forward with his great sword.

   As a paladin, it is his duty to open the way and guard, and his beliefs do not allow him to escape this responsibility. The old lich gave him another levitate spell, so that his heavy enchanted armor wouldn't drag him into the water and drown.

  While Dassaulthan was advancing, the pirate took a few steps back sneakily, and made an expression of watching the show.

   The old lich noticed this detail.

   He also took a few steps back.

   And at the moment when Dassault raised his boots to touch the icy and gloomy lake surface, a gloomy and gloomy cold suddenly erupted under the water surface.

   The tall figure roared and emerged from the boiling water.

   His blood-red fighting spirit fluttered, blooming like a flower of anger.

   This punch, wrapped in blood-red rage, hit the breastplate of the Dathohan Grand Knight who was caught off guard, and the Grand Knight who had achieved legendary power under the blessing of the Holy Light, was beaten and fell backwards.

   is like being hit by a battering ram in the front.

   He plowed on the ground with his feet, and pulled two deep traces by the lake.

He was suddenly attacked, and the enemy in front of him brought the threat of secluded cold, causing holy light to sway on the great knight, and he was about to fight back immediately, but he was trapped in place by the old lich with ice magic, and he heard Fa Ao again. His Majesty cried out:

   "Saidan, don't be rude! Step back!"

  The Great Knight looked at the tall human in the form of a ghost floating on the water in front of him. He obviously had a shocked movement, and then he inserted the sword into the soil and knelt down to pay tribute to the person in front of him.

  The old Pope Fao even took a few steps forward with his holy staff.

   Even the old Lich Meri Winterwind stood up straight at this moment, showing respect.

  The pirate even made an exaggerated gesture to meet the king, pressing the head of the little murloc in his arms, making it also show the most sincere respect to the person in front of him.

   Alonthos Fao put his hand on his heart, suppressed his inner excitement, and said in a respectful tone:

   "Arathi and the emperor of all kingdoms, the co-lord of the millennium legend, the supremely glorious King of Stromgarde, His Majesty Emperor Thoradin!"

   "Your descendants, salute you!"

   (end of this chapter)