Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 257 76

   There is a rebellion in the lower floors of Blackrock Spire!

   A group of ogres who ran back from the battlefield, led by their cruel and clever King Omork, rushed into the city of Hodemar in Blackrock Spire and occupied it.

   firmly guarded the road leading to the upper level of the tower.

  The ogres are a group of guys with insufficient brains, and they will definitely not be able to find such a delicate defensive position on their own.

   This was apparently at the behest of Warchief Reid, who had become cunning.

   Arrange the group of ogres who are loyal to him and can fight at key positions, and let the other places in the lower level of the Blackrock Tower be given to the Dark Iron Dwarves.

   Once the agreement between the warchief and the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan is reached, the lower levels of Blackrock Spire will immediately flow into rivers of blood.

   But in the current situation, this disposition is clearly beneficial to both parties.

   In the lower layer of the Blackrock Tower, which has been strategically abandoned, the army of the Great Chief Reid is in a chaotic infighting and switching defenses. The orcs who are loyal to Reid are all switched from the lower layer to the upper layer.

   Those orcs from other clans who deliberately picked things up were stuffed into the military camp at the lower level of Blackrock Spire for various reasons.

   Outside the tower, the dark iron dwarf army has surrounded the gate, and war is about to break out.

   No one cares about these lawless orcs.

   In this dark and empty area on the lower level, there will be large-scale fights and frequent bloodshed, but it is cheaper for Black, who is disguised as an orc warlock, to fish in troubled waters.

   He was among the messy orcs, and swaggered towards the cages that held human prisoners in the depths of the lower floors.

   He took out the life force of the orcs who were knocked to the ground and screamed in agony, poured it into the soul stone in his hand, and made them into green "sugar".

   is actually a healing stone.

   This is a "pet name" for the Warlock's Healing Stone.

  Especially in the era of vanilla, when players were generally poor, some "thrifty housekeepers" to outrageous rib bones would not use precious healing potions until they were desperate.

   In this case, the free healing stone from the warlock is naturally a good thing that is sought after.

   Of course, the so-called "sugar door rolling" that seriously hurt the feelings of warlock friends also appeared at that time.

  I'm really **** off!

   In the scorching hot air of Blackrock Tower, people shivered with anger, and the whole body became cold.

   When will the warlocks who have been treated differently by other professions really stand up?

   With this myth about the amusing memories of the past, Black leaned on his bone staff and walked slowly to the human captives at the lower level of Blackrock Spire.

   In front of him were several cages that had been used to keep Wargs in, exuding a disgusting smell. As soon as Blake approached, he couldn't help pinching his nose.

   A group of human prisoners of war were kept in the cage. Judging from their appearance, they must have been severely beaten by brutal orcs when they were caught before.

   One by one miserable, almost everyone was injured.

   But seeing Blake's disguised orc warlock approaching, these human soldiers who were resting and cursing stood up one by one, ignoring the dirt on the cage, and made various provocative gestures towards Blake.

   They would rather die than be humiliated by this group of orc scum.

   "Ha, someone told me that you are all elites of Stormwind Kingdom? What's the B Company called?"

  Black bowed his waist very playfully, pretending to be the haze that an orc warlock should have, he used his disguised face with green fangs and orc eyes to carefully observe the group of people in front of him.

   "Hey, I don't see any kind of elite appearance. Maybe the Varian kid is not very good at picking up warriors. Hey, what's your name?"

  The pirates ignored the yelling human soldiers.

   His eyes crossed the crowd and landed on a human soldier who was sitting in the corner of the cage, closing his eyes and looking at a very calm human soldier.

   He was beaten by the orcs, his nose was bruised and his face was covered in blood, but he didn't utter a single groan. All the equipment on his body was stripped off. He was tearing off his clothes and wrapped the cloth around his hands silently.

  It is worth noting that this guy put a red cloth on his head.

   This reminded Black of a fierce man in the Kingdom of Stormwind. If you count the time, the person in front of you should be the one in Black's memory.

   The pirate asked a question, but got no answer.

   The cool guy looked very silent, not in the mood to answer an orc's question, while the other soldiers moved their bodies tacitly to protect the macho.

   Obviously, this guy has a high reputation among this group of human captives.

   "cough cough"

  Blake looked left and right, coughed a few times, lowered his voice, and said to the soldiers in front of him:

   "Tell you the bad news, warriors of mankind, the lower Blackrock Spire is in a riot. The Chief Reid who just took office is a big waste, and he can't hold down this group of remnants of defeated soldiers from various clans.

   Now they are fighting internally, killing each other.

That trash Reid didn't care at all, and let the lower Blackrock Tower be in civil strife. I just heard that the group of rebels planned to re-elect the commander in the lower Blackrock Tower after the winner and fight against the black iron dwarves surrounding the outside. . "

   "What kind of bad news is this?"

   A human soldier in the cage laughed, punched the cage in front of him, and said in a sarcastic tone:

   "That's good news.

   We couldn't be happier to see you greenskins kill each other, the more the better. The Holy Light is above, if you are handsome enough to hack your own people, we will definitely applaud you. "

   "Good news? Are you sure?"

  The pirate said quietly:

   "The orcs are going to fight with the Dark Iron Dwarves, and they will always take you to sacrifice their flags. After the greenskins have fought their own internal fights, they will drag you out and cut you down in public to boost morale.

   In other words, my human friends, no matter who wins or loses in the big fight outside, you are all dead.

   woohoo.

   I'm so happy to see you so unlucky. "

   "Bah!"

  The young warrior in the cage spat **** saliva at Black, and was flexibly avoided by the pirates.

   He walked around with a weird, elongated, beating laughter, and soon found a broken cauldron in the corner of this cell.

   should be the pot that the orcs used to cook things.

  Blake brought the cauldron over, placed it in front of the human prisoner's cage with a thud, and took down his own bag specially used to hold soul stones.

   In front of a group of human captives, he opened his suitcase and poured a bunch of things that glowed with a faint green light into the pot.

   Those things are not serious good things at first glance.

   Each one is about the size of a small stone, and the surface is uneven, like a transparent irregular crystal, but the inside is filled with a strange green magic.

   Looking carefully, those small stones are really similar to the hard candies made by goblins.

  Although the goblins are black-hearted and often shoddy, at least the candy they make will never emit such a hellish green light.

   It's like being contaminated with fallout! It looks like a poisonous thing.

"this thing!"

  Blake took out a healing stone from the black pot and threw it up and down in his hand.

   The green light emitted by that thing illuminated his face to a certain extent, and in the shadowy light, he said to a group of human captives in the cage in front of him:

"It's an evil thing covered with poison. I call it 'soul candy'. It's made by very, very evil means. If you witness the process of making it, you guys will probably be scared at night. Urine, and then ran to my mother crying.

   How it tastes, I don't know.

   But it is without a doubt what you need most right now. "

   Under the astonished gazes of the quiet soldiers, Blake lightly tapped on his body and removed his camouflage, revealing his appearance as an Alliance assassin.

   This change made the prisoners in the cage exclaim, and they covered their mouths tightly in the next moment.

this person.

   Although his tone was not good, he showed a perverted look of a big villain.

   But there is no doubt that he is here to save them!

   "There are thirty-seven orcs in the hall outside your prison cell, and there are sixteen of you. On average, each of you must kill at least two before you can escape.

   But even escaping from the hall is useless. The road from the lower level of Blackrock Tower to the inner ring of Blackrock Mountain is full of orcs standing guard, and the gates on both sides have been blocked by orcs and dark iron dwarves.

  If you want to escape, you can only get a drilling machine from the dark iron dwarves. "

  The pirate akimbo, playing with the healing stone in his hand, said to the group of prisoners in front of him who were listening intently to him:

   "To be honest, the probability of success of this plan is probably not even 1 in 1,000, that is a dead end. But since you are the elites of Stormwind Kingdom, you should not be afraid of death, right?

   So, let's take a risk.

   Let's see if you can come up with a miracle, I have experienced too many things in the past two days, and now I really want to see a miracle to relax. "

  The pirate stretched out his hand, took the lock-picking tool, and twisted a few times on the lock of the cage. From the magic bag, he took out a few weapons and placed them at the door of the cage.

   Finally, he took out a pocket watch and dangled it in front of a group of Union soldiers with different expressions.

Say:

   "I'm just outside the hall, waiting for you for ten minutes. As soon as the time is up, I'll leave immediately. Whether you can escape alive or not depends on whether you're elite enough, everyone from B Company."

   "Ten minutes, the countdown begins! Oh, don't forget, each person gets three 'candies', only three, and eat them when they are about to be hacked to death.

   Na, like this. "

  The pirate pulled off his face covering, threw the healing stone in his hand into his mouth, and rubbed it, really like eating hard candy, chewing the thing in his mouth.

   A large stream of pure vitality exploded in his mouth and quickly melted into all parts of his body, making Blake refreshed. Then the pirates raised their brows, covered their stomachs, and retched from the sidelines amid the stunned and deadly gazes of the alliance prisoners.

   "vomit"

  The pirate covered his mouth and almost spit it out.

  This healing stone is really good, but the combination of magic power and vitality is too strong, and the old eighth, an unusually big gourmet, can’t stand it.

   No wonder his incompetent subordinate, Evil Eye, can also make healing stones, but he never eats it himself.

  This taste, even the beastmen who are not afraid of meat and vegetarian food can't stand it!

   "Uh, don't worry about it, the first time you eat it, there will inevitably be an adaptation period, and it will be fine after eating more."

  Blake wiped his mouth and tried to maintain his image as a master. He folded his arms and said coldly to the prisoners who came out of the cage in front of him:

   "Remember, I'm only waiting for you for ten minutes."

   "Om"

  The figure of the pirate disappeared in front of everyone, like a cool exit that a high-level assassin should have.

   All the soldiers hesitated, wondering if this was a trap.

   But the silent fierce man just pushed aside the crowd. He rubbed his swollen cheek, pushed away from the cage, grabbed a bow in his hand, and carried the quiver behind him.

   glanced at the blob of green "sugar" visited in the black pot next to him, gritted his teeth, picked one up, threw it into his mouth, and crunched it.

  The wounds on his face and body healed miraculously quickly, and his tired and painful body was like drinking a can of Red Bull, and he regained his energy within a few seconds.

   But this taste is indeed a bit.

   The pale-faced man wiped his mouth, trying hard not to savor the lingering taste in his mouth, and put two green "sugars" into his arms.

   turned around and said to the people behind him:

   "Brothers of Company B, you heard it all!

   Each of us had to kill at least two orcs before we could escape. But to be honest, I don't really care if I can get out."

   "I just want to slaughter these greenskins like that ruthless orc killer like legend! Kill one of you is enough, leave the rest to me, brothers.

   Now, eat a soul candy each! Pack up your gear and go with me!

  We, kill the orcs! "

   (end of this chapter)