Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 324 33. The Last Night of Surama - [3840]

   (additional update for the Prisoner Brothers on the Throne [13/15])

   Astava Port is in the very center of Suramar City.

  This is not only the pier of the city bay, but also the source of the intricate water systems in the Suramar civilian area like the Venetian scenery.

   In the time of the Elf Empire, the city of Suramar was not in its present position.

   In fact, the entire Broken Archipelago was “pushed” into this remote sea area in the midst of a rift.

This pier was in the kingdom of Queen Azshara. It used to be the home port connected with the water system of the capital Xin Azsali. It was specially used for the transfer of materials between Suramar and the capital of the empire. Therefore, it was repaired very beautifully and very strong. , around a large circular platform, there are four piers with different functions.

   Many ships in Suramar City are moored here, all of which are elf boats that cannot enter the open sea.

   But tonight, this big port that has existed for more than 10,000 years was cut off by a third. A third of the building has fallen into the water above the dome column of the main body of the port.

   is like a straight line, cutting everything in front of you smoothly and leaving it on the building, leaving only a very smooth blade section.

   It was as if what Black had cut across the board was not a solid elf white rock, but a piece of old tofu.

   The destructive power should not be so strong.

   It can only be said that the children of the night are unlucky, the knife just now triggered the continuous attack special effect of the hand of justice of the black iron holy relic.

   The second knife is not as powerful as the first knife, but it is still quite impressive.

"good."

  The pirate stood in the ruins he made, feeling the exhaustion coming from his body, and nodded with satisfaction.

   is not just satisfied with destructive power.

  I am also satisfied with my current state.

   Thanks to Xalatas before, the intuitive effect of strengthening his body to a critical state with the void power on the blade of the dark empire has now been reflected.

   "Finally, I'm not a man with a knife anymore. Unfortunately, I have to 'explode' the second knife. It's an embarrassing situation."

  Blake looked at the translucent character card in front of him. The description of "serious injury" no longer appeared in the status bar, which represented that his current physique was able to withstand the backlash of such a demigod-level skill.

   And the demigod-level shadow attack just now was the first time a pirate had completely finished his skills. From the beginning to the end, the intensification of the riot's shadow did not lose control in the slightest.

   This is what creates the power of the sword in front of you.

   However, Black himself also complained that his "demi-god power" is very watery. In the final analysis, his skill proficiency was temporarily enhanced to demigod level by various talents.

   is not a demigod of absolute power.

   If he really had this kind of power, the knife just now wouldn't just smash one-third of the pier, and the surrounding buildings would be damaged.

   For a more intuitive analogy.

  If Medivh, the astral mage, was here, and he threw a demigod-level magic, the entire city of Suramar would be destroyed at least half.

   Or change the sleeping demigod of the wilderness on Hyjal to come here to wreak havoc, and it is not difficult to tear down the entire city overnight.

   "There is still a long way to go, but this is not enough."

  Blake sighed in his heart.

   "What's up with your sudden surge of power?"

  Xalatas spoke in the pirate's ear, with an incomprehensible doubt, and said:

   "Why are you instantly strengthened in all directions after you touch the sea? Is this some kind of magic? I have never seen this phenomenon since the birth of Azeroth."

   "There are so many things you don't know, the world is never as simple as you think."

  The pirate pouted, with a tone of loneliness begging for defeat, and said to Miss Saratas:

   "For example, you still think Elune is the proto-spirit titan bred by Azeroth, but in fact, she is not, she is a more exotic life form."

   "So, this power that will skyrocket when you touch the sea, is Elune's blessing to you? And the power you used to trap me."

   Xalatas asked suspiciously:

   "is from"

   "Don't think about it, I'm such a fascinating man, you got my heart, but you never want to get my secret. My background is much more powerful than you think.

   But I won't tell you that.

   So, let me be quiet, please? "

  The pirate interrupted Xal'atas' inquiry, which made the Legacy of the Void also feel a sense of depression, like a loyal servant, quiet again.

  Black looked at the magic swordsman Aluriel lying in the rubble at his feet.

   The latter's injury is actually not serious.

This also gave the pirates a clearer understanding of the strength of the Nightborne Demon Swordsman. This is the first time since the "demi-god-level" power that beat Black came into the world, he had taken a complete knife, but was only slightly injured. people.

   She must be more powerful than Granny Shaw.

   The weird magical armor on her is also a bit interesting, but the magic swordsman at this meeting was full of frustration and fell into a state of sluggishness.

The    pirates did not intend to take her life.

   Before the Wilderness Ritual and the Shadow Ritual are completed, no matter how much heart can be absorbed, it will be a waste. It is meaningless for him to want this soul now, and the elf in front of him is already stupid.

   may be used to do other things.

   "You personally turned the city of Suramar, where countless heroes were born, into a filthy **** heap. Every minute and every second here makes me feel disgusted."

  The pirate slapped Aluriel's cheek with the blade of Sank'su, the blade of icy flames, and he said indifferently:

   "The once noble Highborne has now become a stinky shal'dorei trash, how can one gain true power with such bugs?

  Poor little girl, you are very talented, you could have done more, but you are immersed in this garbage heap.

   Elisande protects you, but also destroys you.

  You will never be able to comprehend the meaning of power, your skill, your talent, which you have transformed into a sad curse until you leave this fallen and hopeless city of ten thousand years. "

  Black took out a flare gun, raised his hand and shot it into the air, a blood-red flare flew into the night sky, and shone brightly in the dead port of Astava.

   Illuminates this broken place like a **** hell.

  The pirate squatted down, with blood lingering on the top of his head, he stretched out his hand to roughly remove the magic armor from the magic swordsman, this was taking the winner's trophy.

   And the genius magic swordsman who was defeated by the demigod just now with all his arrogance and confidence, would have no response.

   is like a wooden man.

   "I took this thing as a reward for letting go of your life."

   He stretched out his hand, patted the magic swordsman's purple-grey cheek, and said:

"In Suramar, you have reached the top, magic swordsman, but where I came from, a genius like you is only a mediocre person. With us, all those who seek power must run constantly, It is possible to stop in place.

  If you want to go further, you have to pay more.

  I could have killed you.

   But I would rather give you, and this fallen city, a chance.

  Remember my name, then leave this rotten city and go to the big world, don't be satisfied with being a frog in a well.

  When you are ready, come find me and challenge me.

   I am Daelin Proudmoore of Kul Tiras.

  I am the sea king of Azeroth, the next time you go to die, remember to bring your fleet with all the friends you can find.

   I look forward to our next meeting, sad one. "

   "Om"

The shadow magic of the    Summoning Ritual, with the special soul stone on Blake as an anchor, turned into a twisting shadow door in the difficult tearing space.

  The pirate glanced in the direction of the Night Fortress.

   He stood up, let the magic of the summoning ritual bind his body, and was pulled away from Suramar City by a hook that seemed to be hooked to his navel.

   At the moment when he was engulfed by the shadows, Blake spoke softly, like exhorting and persuading:

   "For mediocre people, there is always endless beauty in places that have not been visited. Because you may go to our cruel world, so I advise you, really.

  Don't be so optimistic. "

   These words were spoken in the Sarasian language, which was more like a provocation, and Aluriel, the legendary magic swordsman whose armor was removed, stared blankly at this scene.

   She didn't respond to Blake's departure.

   There is also no call support.

  She is already the third most powerful person in this city besides Ms. Elisande and the great astrologer. If she is not an opponent, no matter how many people come over, it will only increase casualties.

   She was fooled by pirates.

   She didn't know that after Black's slash, although he wasn't seriously injured, he still felt powerless. As long as she mustered up the courage and stabbed forward, the pirates had only one way to escape.

   But still, her confidence as a genius has been completely destroyed.

   She can accept failure.

   She even longed for a failure.

   But not like this!

   "The World Beyond Suramar. Kul Tiras. Daelin Proudmoore. The Lord of the Sea"

   The legendary magic swordsman leaned against the pile of rubble in a miserable posture after being insulted by weak female elves that can only be found in some kind of dubious story.

   It's like being broken.

   Her purple and light eyes stared at the thick magical barrier above her head like a city wall.

   If it weren't for the reminder from the assassin just now, she would have even forgotten that she and her parents, she and her people, have lived under this magical sky for 10,000 years!

  This is where they were born, grew up and lived.

   Here is the well.

   Let them only see where they can see, but they can't imagine what kind of upheaval the world has gone through.

   Several minutes later, the magic swordsman lifted her magic wing blade that had been cut off, and stood up with difficulty. She recalled the memory just now, staggered and turned around, and walked into the dark night in the ruins.

  The failure of shame is not a bad thing, it can always open a way for those who have no direction.

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   "I hate this ritual at all times. It's like throwing me into the craziest tide, whirling along the rapids into the endless abyss.

   I'm fed up with the stupid magic of warlocks!

   Next time, you must use the portals of the mages. If you don't catch the Nightborn Arcanist this time, I will throw you all back to Suramar, and let those old ladies ravage you! "

   Back on the Nagfar, Black gasped and rubbed his head to relieve the dull pain in his skull.

Beside him is the Evil Eye who has just completed the summoning ceremony. Zarak and the skinny boy, three warlocks operate the ceremony together. They also borrowed the powerful magic of Gul'dan's Skull, which barely penetrates the inside and outside of the city and removes Black from the city. Li pulled out.

  Rao is like this, the three warlocks will be as tired as dogs, the weakest Kanrisad sat on the deck with his buttocks, and he didn't even have the strength to raise his hands.

   "How about the looting results?"

  The hateful pirate ignored his three weak subordinates at all, and turned to look at his first mate. Pirate Dragon Saifiel pointed to the cabin happily and said to Black:

   "Victory! Chief Arcanist Thalyssra is not in his manor. The battle that was prepared before did not happen at all, and it was almost pushed all the way.

   All the good things in the manor have been moved out.

  The Arcanist, the son of the night, captured six, the elf magic swordsman was captured more than a dozen, and more than 30 servants of the Yuejun family were also captured.

   Oh, and a windfall.

   Lilith Moonshire and her sister Anaris Moonshire were also captured by Moros, saying that they wanted to invite them back as guests to improve the quality of your social circle. "

   "Wait. Who was captured?"

  The pirate heard these two names a little familiar. He raised his head and looked strangely at the pirate dragon who was excited by the victory of the robbery, and asked:

   "Isn't the Yue County family's manor in the outer ring of Suramar? The great noble Lilith Moon County is indeed friends with Thalyssra, but how did she get to that manor?

   This script is wrong. "

   "What script is there?"

  Sefir didn't care, he put his hips on his hips and said boldly:

   "In this world of uncertain fate, anything can happen, my captain. Now the pair of elf noble sisters have been thrown into your captain's room.

   Do you eat first? Or look at the looted treasure first? Or enjoy them first? "

   "What a tiger-wolf word this is!"

  Blake stared, and said to Sefir:

   "You are a girl, is it appropriate to say these words? Besides, the appearance of the Nightborne does not conform to my aesthetics, and I am not interested in dark-skinned elves.

   Let’s go to see the treasure first, and please help me to invite Lord Lilith out and find a quieter cabin on the poop.

  I have something to talk to her about.

at last."

  The pirate commander looked back at the city of Suramar, which was shrouded in purple magic shields under the night, and he said:

   "Set sail! Let's go back to Broken Shore."

   "The appetizers have been eaten, and it's time to go to Azsuna for business."

   (end of this chapter)