Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 241 60. I said this is a personal grudge, you must believe it

   "Boom"

  The violent explosion shattered a part of the top of Black Rock Mountain. The fire and vibration from the explosion were immediately observed by the alliance outpost, and the news was soon sent to the alliance camp that had entered a state of war.

   also immediately got the personal care of Marshal Lothar.

The Marshal    summoned the head of MI7, who was in charge of frontline intelligence.

   But unexpectedly, it was not Ms. Pasonia Shore, whom the marshal was familiar with, but her grandson, the young assassin Mathias Shore.

   "Where's your grandmother?"

   Marshal Lothar was coordinating the attack plans of all parties, and he asked when Shaw came over.

   The young assassin replied in a calm and calm tone:

   "My grandmother was caught in an ambush when she was hunting several orc warlords, and has now been sent back to the rear for training. Your Excellency Marshal, I am currently in charge of the frontline intelligence work."

   "A legendary assassin, wounded by an ambush?"

  Lothar immediately tasted a little weird.

   But he didn't delve into this issue. He knew very well that behind MI7's intelligence was the support of a huge organization like Ravenholdt.

  If that organization did not respond to this, it would prove that there was nothing to worry about as the commander-in-chief.

Marshal    glanced at Shaw and asked:

   "What happened to that explosion just now?"

   "It should be the dead soldiers we sent to Blackrock Spire and successfully blew up the orcs' granary."

  Shore replied solemnly:

   "This work has already begun before the arrival of the army, but we have lost many elite assassins, and Blackrock Spire is an area controlled by the Dark Iron dwarves.

  The craft of their fortification was as strong as the Bronzebeard dwarves, our assassins were not familiar with the internals and the connection failed several times.

   But today, we succeeded.

  The Orc's granary has been destroyed, Your Honor.

   They no longer have the confidence to defend the city. In the battle tomorrow, they will definitely come out in full force, and then they will be defeated by you and the alliance marshals! "

"it is good!"

   Hearing Shaw say that the grain depot in the Blackrock Pagoda was destroyed, the marshal got up excitedly.

   This is no icing on the cake.

   This is giving charcoal in the snow!

  The Blackrock Tower guarded by the orcs is hidden in the Blackrock Mountain. The terrain is extremely high and protected by the mountain. The artillery of the dwarves cannot break the defense, and the heavy gate defense forged by the black iron dwarves.

   Originally, Lothar was ready to make great sacrifices to seize the door, but now, the orcs must go out to the tower for a decisive battle, otherwise they will have to starve to death in Blackrock Mountain.

  The siege with great casualties turned into a field battle in which one side had an absolute advantage.

   How does this not make Marshal Lothar ecstatic?

   "Those dead."

Marshal    clenched his fists and suppressed the joy in his heart slightly. He looked at Shaw and asked:

   "Can those heroes come back?"

  Shore shook his head regretfully.

   How can you come back?

   He himself was almost desperate for this action.

   The explosion just now made Shaw ecstatic. He had absolutely no idea what kind of **** luck the dead man he sent out to accomplish this great feat.

   But when the grain depot was blown up amid the siege of so many orcs, and the gates on both sides of Black Rock Mountain were closed, no matter how powerful the assassins, it would be difficult for them to come back alive.

   "Then remember their names! Everyone's names must be registered. They are the heroes of this battle and must be remembered forever."

   Marshal Lothar gave an order in a heavy tone, Shaw nodded and turned to leave.

   But when he returned to the camp of the front-line intelligence office, he unexpectedly discovered that the dead soldiers who were sent to Blackrock Tower this time all came back with all their tails.

"you."

  Shore looked at the men and women in the tent in amazement.

   He suddenly realized something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it was fleeting. Looking at his subordinates, he said:

   "Who helped you?"

   "Your Excellency calls himself the 'Uncrowned One', my lord."

   The leader of the dead men on the blasting mission, this will be drinking hard liquor.

  Although he had made up his mind before he set off, there was no life or death, but being able to come back alive was beyond all his imagination. It was like experiencing a fantasy story, and he had to use strong wine to numb his wild beating heart.

   Facing Shore's question, the captain said respectfully:

   "He's like a ghost in the night, like a **** of death who kills the orcs, he walks in the shadows, walking us around the orcs' outposts.

   That Lord is more familiar with the labyrinth-like Blackrock Tower than those orcs.

  He took us on a huge chain hanging from the inside of the mountain, and approached the orc's granary by another road that had never been discovered before. After detonating the explosives again, take us to the Darkforge city of the dark iron dwarves.

   changed the road and left Black Rock Mountain. "

"Yes."

   Another female assassin also said in a weird tone:

   "If we didn't know that he was an assassin from the Alliance, we even thought he was born in Blackrock Mountain. He took us around to avoid the orcs and sneak in, as familiar as coming home."

   "Well, things related to him are always so magical."

  Shore smiled and asked again:

   "Did he ask you to bring news?"

"Have!"

   The captain of the dead man immediately said:

   "The Excellency asked us to bring a sentence back to you, he said, don't think he is helping you, he is just solving the 'private grievance' with the orcs.

   also said that if you are killed by an orc once, you will be charged some interest.

  Sir, do you know that Your Excellency? "

   "Of course, I know him."

  Shore moved his fingers, glanced at the dead soldiers in front of him, and said calmly:

   "You should call him 'Master', his name is Blake Shaw, remember that name, remember your savior. He's not a MI7 friend.

   But definitely not the enemy.

   Take a night's rest, everyone. Tomorrow morning, we will go into battle to kill the enemy! "

—

   "Poof"

  In the early hours of the morning, a handful of blood spurted out from the Blackstone Fortress on the southeast side of the Blackstone Mountains. Under the dark sky, the owner of the blood was holding his slit throat with difficulty, trying to escape the death who was chasing him behind him.

   But he threw away the heavy battle axe, and after only taking three steps, he fell softly to the ground.

The pursuer behind    was not in a hurry to step forward, killing the orc who had difficulty breathing because the throat was cut. On the contrary, he was still in the mood to wipe the blood from the dagger.

   and took the evil skull flask from his waist and poured a sip into his mouth.

   On the contrary, it was a murloc who was bouncing and screaming loudly, grabbed a sharp dagger and rushed over, and stabbed the twitching orc's heart.

   ended his suffering completely.

   "I'm completely inexperienced."

  Black looked regretfully at the Blackrock Orc who lost his breath in front of him, and then looked at the corpses of a dozen orcs behind him.

  It took him some time to come up with this scene.

   But out of a pile of junk, he got nothing.

   This stronghold of the Blackrock clan was breached by the Alliance before.

   There is only a piece of burning ruins here. These orcs are probably soldiers sent from Blackrock Spire, or simply deserters, hiding here.

   But they didn't contribute anything to the pirates, which made Black very unhappy.

   However, when Black saw the new sapphire seal on his left hand, all his dissatisfaction was swept away. This thing was delivered to him by the Ravenhold Manor assassins yesterday afternoon.

   The seal of the Master Assassin specially made for him.

   not only has Blake's initials, but also replaced the gemstone with his favorite blue, which is really thoughtful. This thing is not just a symbol.

   It is also powerful.

   This can be seen from its equipment entry:

   Seal of the Master Assassin

  Legendary Quality [Magic Binding. Black Shaw]

   Extraordinary Endurance. Extraordinary Perception. Extraordinary Critical Strike

   With special effects:

   1. Shadow Casting:

  The craftsmanship of this seal comes from the magic craftsmen of the high elves, who added the power of shadow to it when they made the seal.

  When wearing the Seal, any assassin skills will cause Shadow Blast to nearby enemies within fifteen yards.

   The deeper the wearer's knowledge of the shadow, the stronger the destructive power caused by the shadow shock.

   2. The certificate of the master:

   The Seal of the Master Assassin will only be awarded to those shadow walkers who have shown amazing shadow skills and died for Ravenholdt.

   When you wear it, you will be respected by all members of Ravenholdt.

   may also lead to some greedy and malicious gazes, but every master can handle this little trouble very well.

   "I heard that there are many armors left by master assassins in the Ravenhold Manor."

  Blake sighed at his master seal, rubbed the perfectly polished ring sapphire, rubbed his chin, and looked at the dim sky before dawn.

   thought:

   "Perhaps you should ask the duke how to get those armors, so you don't have to steal them? Well, this set of mason fraternity armor was completely destroyed by Granny Shaw.

  What a shame, I kinda like it. "

  Thinking like this, Blake glanced at the character card again. The serious injury state in the status bar had turned into a minor injury after several days of recuperation.

   Maybe tomorrow will be fully healed.

   He took the little murloc, threw out the hook and lock beside the burned fortress ruins, climbed up dexterously, and finally came to the highest point of the orc fortress.

  From the height of more than 30 meters here, looking towards the Black Rock Mountain, you can see the war that is about to start tomorrow.

  The pirates took a few bottles of wine, some fruit, bread, and bacon and the like from their magic bag, and spread a blanket over this lookout.

   also thoughtfully got himself a parasol.

   He sat on it, leaning against the wall, intending to take a nap.

   When you wake up, you can appreciate the battle that is destined to happen, and those who will change their fate because of themselves.

   The process of intervening in the timeline this time is much easier than the last time. With Sefir "joining the same stream", the small seeds he had planted before will take root and sprout tomorrow.

   In this way, the two points form a line, and the world in front of us, this timeline, will be freed from the established path leading to "absolute victory". It's like a long river about to be diverted.

   will break through the original **** at the node of tomorrow and flow all the way to the unknown direction.

  The pirates were sitting in the darkness, silently looking at the Alliance military camp under the distant night sky. There were lights shining in it, forming a faint light band in the huge camp.

   There are already knights ready to go, warriors sharpening their swords, spellcasters still meditating, and assassins ready to step out of the shadows and fight head-on.

   They are so confident that they will win!

   Just like being chosen by fate, we will charge fearlessly.

   "It makes the chosen person feel so pretentious that he can't help but act as a **** and promoter, trying his best to push everything to that critical moment.

   But the seeds that determine those moments of glory or despair have been planted in the past. "

  Blake closed his eyes and muttered to himself about the sentimental literature of youth in his memory that he did not know where to look from. He sighed like a philosopher at this moment:

   "This is the cunning of fate."

   "Destiny? Hehe, I don't believe in those! Let the threads of your destiny wrap around me, and I will cut them one by one. I will be patient and prepare a surprise for you, just from

  Let's start tomorrow. "

   (end of this chapter)