Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 288 107. Look good, I will teach you the first rule when encountering danger—[235]

   (additional update for brother ‘Snort Nest’ [2/5])

   "Go, go, they're catching up."

   On the road leading to the Dusk Forest on the Deadwind Path, the human mage Khadgar supported Garona, who was limping while walking, and was running hard in the night.

  The legendary assassin was injured in the abdomen. From the arms to the shoulders, to the lower back, there were burns of some kind of dark spiritual power. It looked miserable, but it was only a skin injury.

  What's really serious is that her spirit is very lethargic, as if she was crushed by something terrible.

   made Garona unable to control her body movements, and her hands trembled like Parkinson's. Such a situation appeared on an assassin who relied on precision to eat, and it was already obvious that the problem was serious.

  The situation of the mage is a little better.

   But only a little better.

   He was not injured, but looking at the magic power that would riot every few seconds around his body, he knew that he was also hit by the same strange power.

   To make matters worse, there are people behind them chasing them.

   Looking into the distance from the bright moonlight tonight, on the surrounding mountain road below, there are six black knights riding dark horses, chasing fast in the dark night.

   And ghostly hounds roared as the trailblazers.

   They are not a big problem.

   The black knight.

   Before Garona and Khadgar cooperated, they had already killed two of them with ease. Now, even if there are six more, Khadgar was able to take Garona away with all his might.

  The biggest threat is the sky.

Master    looked up and saw a huge black shadow taking off from the terrace of Karazhan.

   That was a dragon, but not quite a dragon.

  It has a body of nearly 60 meters, which means that it is a powerful adult dragon, but there is no trace of flesh and blood on its body. Instead, it is a red-black skeleton exuding scorching smoke.

  Those skeletons show signs of being burned by serious magic, but they still maintain the integrity of this skull dragon.

The curse magic that killed it back then bound the dragon's soul to its wreckage, making it restless, but also lost its nobility as a dragon, and turned into a brainless man. Killing Machine.

   Too bad, it's very strong.

   was very strong during his lifetime and dared to fight head-on with the astral mage Medivh.

   But the unlucky blue dragon whose real name was Arcanagos was unlucky. The day it came to ask for trouble happened when Sargeras' consciousness dominated Medivh.

   After a short and terrifying battle, it became the most powerful monster in the Dark Mage Takarazhan.

   It has a new name.

   is a domineering, wild name.

   Now, it's called Nightmare.

  Forged by night, a nightmare for living beings.

   At this moment, the manic scorching bone dragon flapped its bone wings and lifted into the air. In a low and weird howl full of hatred and madness, it merged into the sky under the night.

   When the moon was shining, Khadgar could clearly see that a black knight in a cape was sitting on the neck of the bone dragon.

   That is Aridin, the leader of the black knights.

   "Blake is such a nuisance!"

  Garona shook her body and complained with white lips:

   "Since he has emptied the entire Karazhan, why does he have to leave this intractable bone dragon? Why did these cursed black knights join forces with this skull dragon?"

   "Uh, maybe it's because you emptied the treasure trove they managed to build up again."

  Had the form of an old man, but Khadgar, who was actually very young, sighed, thinking about the situation in front of him, and in the next instant he reached out and hugged Garona's trembling waist.

Say:

   "I asked you to take less just now, but now you've completely **** them off."

   "Black can take it, but I can't?"

  Garona is still a bit stubborn.

   But her current situation is really too bad, and she doesn't care about arguing with the mage. She knows what Khadgar is going to do, so she reaches out and hugs Khadgar's arm and says:

   "Send us away."

   "You want to be beautiful."

   Khadgar struggled to manipulate the magic power that was still out of control in his body, and said in a low voice:

   "In order to help you purify those two **** daggers, the magic power in my body will still be boiling, and I can't use long-distance teleportation unless you are willing to experience the feeling of being thrown into the whirlpool of the endless sea.

   can only teleport a short distance, I send us to the Swamp of Sorrows, there are Alliance troops, and Dalaran mages, these black knights will not take risks. "

   "No, go to Duskwood!"

  The orc assassin gritted his teeth, and the ninja said in pain:

   "Trust me, go there, there is a way out."

  “.”

   Khadgar looked back at the Nightmare that was flying fast in the air. He slightly modified the mana model of the teleportation technique and asked:

   "It's about your friend Blake again? I'm a little jealous of him you trust him so much."

   In this low voice, the blue light flashed away.

   In the next instant, a double dragon breath mixed with anxiety and cold spit out from the sky, destroying everything within 30 meters of where the two were.

   "Om"

   At the same time, the mage and the assassin fell from a three-meter-high air in an embarrassed manner, and smashed into the fruit trees of the rotten orchard in the middle of the twilight forest.

   I don't know if it was fate's malice that when Khadgar fell, he was thrown on a pile of rotten oranges, although the impact of the fall was effectively slowed down.

   But the sour and rotten breath that rushed into the nostrils almost didn't send the mage who loves clean away on the spot.

   And Garona was lucky.

   When she fell, it happened to be hanging on a branch full of oranges. After buffering up and down a few times in the air, she spread her arms and lay on the ground full of weeds.

   It was dark all around, and I couldn’t see my fingers.

  Twilight Forest, this ghost place is like this, the boundaries between day and night have been completely blurred here, light or something does not belong here.

   "It's not safe here, I hate this place."

   Khadgar quickly stood up from the pile of rotten fruit, and cast a spell on himself with a look of disgust, so that the bad smell on his body dissipated.

   He looked left and right, and said to Garona, who was lying on the ground panting:

  "It's not far enough here, it may take a long time for the black knight on horseback to come over, but at the speed of Nightmare's flight, the time left for us is only twenty minutes at most.

   You said there is a way to escape?

where? "

   "Trash heaps to garbage heaps."

  Garona sat up with difficulty, leaning against the tree behind her, shaking her hands, took out an old Garni statue carved from rotten wood from her magic bag, and threw it to Khadgar.

Say:

   "Remember the story I told you the other day, when we were drinking? I repeat, I wasn't kidding, use this, looking for garbage dumps in Duskwood.

  Look for those spire-shaped ones that don't emit a stench, and at first glance, they are garbage dumps that were built on the initiative of people.

   Old Gani will help us.

   Black told me that Garni the elder can be trusted when it comes to hiding his head and showing his tail. "

   "The **** who picks up garbage and eats it?"

   Khadgar would be a bit at a loss. As an orthodox mage, his education since childhood told him that it was a foolish act to entrust his life to such a bizarre thing.

   As an apprentice of Medivh, of course, he knew about trolls and their loa gods, and he knew that those loa gods were mysterious beasts.

   But turning to a trash god?

   Arcane is on top.

   Every time he thought about this, Khadgar thought the world was crazy.

   "Trust me, go find it! Khadgar."

   Garona urged:

   "Old Garni is a very talkative Loa, he is willing to help all the humble, trust me, he will help."

"Fine."

Master    sighed, squeezed the idol in his hand, and quickly left the orchard full of fruit trees, but it seemed to have been abandoned for a long time, and planned to look around for the garbage dump Garona said.

   But before he took a few steps, he saw a small garbage dump standing under the hillside.

   The shape is exactly as described by Garona.

   is composed of all kinds of garbage, like a small minaret, without any odor, and in front of the garbage heap, there is a shrine made of rotten wood.

"I found it."

  The mage turned back and shouted, and Garona, who was bandaging herself, was also stunned.

  Although I always knew that Khadgar looked unreliable and was actually a very reliable partner, but this efficiency is a bit too powerful, right?

   She casually took out a golden staff with powerful magic power from her magic bag, used it as a walking stick, and leaned her body to the mage.

   After seeing the garbage dump in front of him, the assassin let out a sigh of relief.

   survived.

With Khadgar's help, she placed the old Garni's statue on the shrine, and recited the long list of old Garni's names. Soon, the familiar mist lingered, and the strange and unpleasant voice, It sounded right in front of the two of them.

   "Yo, rich woman walking in the shadows, what's the matter with you calling old Gani? Did you bring old Gani a new sparkle?"

"Yes."

  Garona took out a large bag of broken books from Karazhan's library from her luggage and put it on old Garni's garbage heap.

  Under Khadgar's twitching gaze, the old Gani, who came to collect the "tribute", Shi Shiran's form as a brightly colored slender-jawed dragon appeared on the garbage heap.

   Those big bright eyes glanced at Garona friendly, and then looked at Khadgar with great vigilance.

  It said in a weird tone:

   "It's strange, I just sent away a big pretentious idiot a few days ago, and I saw another one today. Look at this bad thing that has been cursed to destroy the body, and must be slandering old Gani in his heart.

   may be talking bad about me, saying that I like to eat garbage

how?

  Look at your appearance, don't you believe in the power of old Gani? "

   "It's not unbelief, I just."

   Khadgar tried to explain patiently in the manner of a wizard, but Garona gave him a stern look.

asshole.

   Now that my life is dying, is it time to make friends?

   "Uh, I just saw the form of God Loa for the first time, and I was a little curious."

Master    touched his nose and said something embarrassed.

"Humph"

   The slender-jawed dragon with bright red scales ignored him. It didn't like these brave warriors and heroes at all, so it lowered its head and used its flexible claws to read its tribute.

   "Well, the books with mysterious magical powers are still damaged, and they are really novel garbage. The treasures that Old Gani seldom saw before are shiny and can be given to those talented but humble children.

   Well, I am very satisfied with this tribute. "

  Gani flicked his tail, raised his head, tilted his flexible head, looked Garona up and down, and said:

   "Hey, what about your two dangerous weapons?"

   "Lost in Karazhan."

  The legendary assassin sighed, holding the wound in his abdomen and said:

   "When Gul'dan handed them to me, I felt something was wrong with the dagger. Black reminded me of the threat, and I thought about purifying it with the knowledge of Karazhan.

   As a result, my partner and I underestimated the difficulty of this matter.

   also underestimated the origin of those two weapons.

   Just now, we almost summoned Kil'jaeden, the Demon Lord 'Benefactor', into this world."

   "That's a very powerful cursed weapon, aren't you going to bring them back?"

  Old Gani opened his mouth, showing a rather awkward smile, and asked:

   "Do you need me to help you steal back those two weapons from the dangerous Dark Tower? For something so dangerous, this tribute is not enough."

   "No, I'm not going to get them back."

   Garona raised her head and said seriously:

   "I already know who the dark aura on the Kingslayer's double blade comes from, and I no longer want to have any connection with them. It's just two weapons that are used as seeds of conspiracy. Whoever wants it will go for it.

  I will make a tribute here, just want to ask you to help me and my companions get rid of the pursuers. "

   "Ah, that's easy."

Old Garni used his nimble claws to flip over the garbage behind him. In the midst of the garbage, he took out two very worn, but not dirty cloaks from his mouth and placed them on Garona and Khadgar. forward.

it says:

   "This is the 'invisibility cloak' with the power of old Gani. After wearing it, it can block all the tracking power on you, but it can only last for one day.

   So, hurry up and run. "

   "Besides, I appreciate your decisiveness, the rich woman with cute little fangs, those two dangerous sharp knives are thrown away, which is a good thing.

   Without them, you are still a 'Kingslayer'.

   But whoever picks them up next, not necessarily. "

   (end of this chapter)