Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 371 80. Fan Meeting

   "Stinky Pirates!"

Hearing Blake's rude remarks, the chief arcanist Thalyssra, who was using magic to bind the remaining demon hunters, was about to refute, but was stopped by his friend, the magic swordsman, Mylandus. .

   (This guy's name is Mailandus, he is the BOSS of Qunxingyuan, not Max Duran, he wrote it wrong before, thank you book friend for pointing it out.)

The    Demon Swordsman shook his head at her, pointed to the unconscious demon hunters on the ground, and then pointed to the top of his head.

The   Naga was defeated, and the watchmen are about to return to help. If they don't go, they really can't go.

   The mission that Ms. Elisande had ordered was nearly completed, and now is not a good time to argue or fight with the pirates.

   "Put Anaris back!"

   Thalyssra gritted her teeth and said:

   "The Moon County Family"

   Before she could finish her words, she saw Black jumping down from the hole on the magic platform in the third-floor burrow.

   Obviously, the latter didn't intend to listen to her at all, and didn't care about any of her thoughts.

   This made the chief arcanist itch with anger, but now is not the time to be angry. Fandos, another magic advisor of the great magister, opened a portal to leave the burrow in the back.

  The Demon Swordsman will wake up the warriors who were stunned by the demon hunters, and carry the demon hunters who were stunned by the pirates through the portal.

   Thalyssra and Fandos used the magic of the arcane cage to send several awake but weak demon hunters through the portal to the edge of the island on the surface of Watch Island.

   They looked around the Watch Island in front of them.

   In the fog of the gray and cold sea pollution, the entire Watch Island is looming, and in the center of the island behind them, there are still residual thunder and lightning beating.

   Rendered it like a Jedi in the sea.

   "Come on, go back to Suramar."

   The leader of the magic swordsmen, Mylandus, withdrew his gaze and sighed. He glanced at the Naga corpses floating up and down on the sea, including some drowned Nightborn warriors.

   This scene is a bit tragic, but the battle on the island is not over yet.

   "This time we suffered heavy losses. We all blame the ghost ship in the fog. What happened to it? What happened to the sudden thunderstorm?"

  Melandus looked at Thalyssra, who was about to speak, but seemed to sense danger.

   turned back and raised his staff, and saw a Nightborn Arcanist resting on the edge of the fog not far away, clutching his heart and falling to the ground.

  Behind him, a Warden Warden holding a double-edged pyramid, wearing battle armor, and a blade-wing cloak walked out like a ghost from the cold fog behind the corpse.

   She shook the blood stained on the weapon in her hand.

   The eyes under the owl's battle helmet looked at the group of Nightborn who escaped from Watch Island indifferently in front of them, and then looked at the unconscious demon hunters under their feet.

   She raised her right hand, and the eight watchers of a hunting team also appeared from the shadows, standing behind her.

   The jailer, Sera Moonguard, who was waiting here, said in a low voice:

   "Suramar elves, where are you going to take our prisoners? If your relationship with these Illidari is so good, why don't you stay with them?

   Our Warden Vault is quite big. "

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  Black was not in the mood to pay attention to the mother-in-law's children of the night.

   He jumped down from the magic elevator hole in the center of the third-floor lobby of the Warden Vault.

   The watchman's cloak behind him floated like dragon wings, making his fall into a glide, like an owl in the dark night, falling towards the lowest cage.

  This is different from the upper three floors.

   There are no traces of artificial excavation at all, just like a large natural karst cave located nearly 100 meters underground, and there is no light source in it, it is pitch black.

  The pirate landed on the ground lightly, and the cloak behind him covered his body, wrapping his body.

   In such an invisible darkness, life will panic, but the assassins are exceptions. Such darkness is their best disguise and their favorite battlefield.

   "I remember there should be a magic light source here."

  The darkness couldn't cover the pirate's eyes. He found a vivid owl statue next to the landing, but the light source that should have been located in the owl's claws in memory has disappeared.

   "There's a lot of distressed souls wailing here, there's just been a massacre here."

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

   "Can you see them? Little master, their screams are really ugly. In your words, it's the whine of a defeated dog, which is disgusting."

"certainly."

  The pirate switched the title of the spirit hunter on the character card. The darkness in front of him suddenly changed, and he saw that many souls who died here were bound in dark caves.

   Most of them are Naga who were killed.

   But there are also some strange watchers, they are inanimate, dark, patrolling along a fixed route in the dark, their movements are still vigorous, but a little stiff.

   "Is that. The Spirit of Vengeance?"

  The pirate frowned.

   He had just read the Moonlight Codex, and the character card also contained the legendary inscription of the Watcher, so he already knew about the Watcher's power and skills.

  These black moon hunters can be regarded as a hybrid occupation of hunters, assassins and spellcasters. When their shadow skills are at their peak, they can capture the souls of enemies as their special summons and fight for themselves.

   This sounds a little evil, and blaspheming the souls of the dead is taboo in the teachings of the Moon God, so the watchmen generally do not use this forbidden power.

   There is only one exception.

   When a watcher dies in battle, her soul will not dissipate under the protection of the moon god, but will be transformed into this special form of spiritual body in front of her.

   Such spirits will be captured by the younger watchers as their "guardian spirits". In times of crisis, these spirits of vengeance can also be released and join the battle.

   This is one of the special powers of the Warden as a legendary class.

   Every watchman cannot be taken lightly.

  Because they are always blessed, tempered, and fought together by the souls of the forerunners behind them.

   Now it seems that the Watchers have placed these Vengeful Spirits outside the cage where Illidan is being held, as an invisible but very effective means of defense.

   "Be careful to avoid them, little master. These souls contaminated with Elune's divine power are very powerful, and each of them has experienced many battles. You are not their opponent."

  Xalatas reminded quietly, the pirate nodded, not in a hurry to leave, but observed the patrolling tracks of these vengeful souls in the darkness of the heights.

   He seized a fleeting opportunity, threw out the hook lock, clasped it on the rock above his head, and swiftly swung toward the depths of the cave.

  The deeper you go, the more Naga corpses.

   These soft-skinned snakes were undoubtedly ambushed by the spirit of vengeance here. This raid was silent and deadly. In this cave, Naga left at least a hundred bodies.

   "You keep saying that you are well-informed, so let me ask you something."

  Black hid in the shadows, while carefully avoiding the spirit of vengeance and advancing to the depths of the cage, he said to Xalatas:

   "Have you heard the legend of the 'Moonlight War God'?"

   "Of course, in another world."

  Xalatas froze for a moment.

   was probably very suspicious of where Blake heard this word, but soon, she answered with great interest:

"Not only have I heard about it, I have seen it with my own eyes, my little master. It was a memory long before I came to Azeroth, in a hopeless world invaded by the Legion. .

  The people there created their own **** in desperation, and they called it the "Moonlight War God".

  It is said to be the dark power from Elune.

   was extremely terrifying and violent. The brave vanguard sent by the Burning Legion was destroyed by him alone. He tirelessly wielded the war blade and ruthlessly swayed the power of the Black Moon.

   When the last demon fell, the Moon God of War was already standing on a 100-meter-high mountain piled up with corpses, and he successfully repelled the Burning Legion.

   He also destroyed his own world and people.

   He even destroyed himself.

   In the most painful howl, the power of the Moon and Night War God pouring out of his body ruthlessly dismantled every piece of his flesh, every bone, and melted him in the reflection of the black moon.

That.

   That is not a power that mortals can withstand. "

   "Very good, don't you think that the power of the watchmen is actually very similar to that of the Moon God of War?"

  Blake approached the deepest part of the dark cave. He approached the gate of the cage destroyed by magical violence, and listened to the dead silence coming from the dark passage deeper into the mountain wall.

   In front of the broken door that penetrated deep into the cage, there was something darker than night surging.

   That invisible and intangible breath is difficult to perceive, but in the perception of a guy with sensitive senses like Blake, it is an aura that can make his whole body stand upright.

It was as if the broken cage door in front of him was the open mouth of a monster entrenched in the darkness, waiting for an ignorant intruder to step into it, and then be swallowed by the flesh and gnawed clean. net.

  The pirate patted his face, took out a bottle of wine, and took a sip into his mouth.

   Using this method to calm down his mind, he whispered the topic just now:

   "The Watcher and the Moon God of War are the powers of hunting and killing that can only be born under the most ruthless dark moon phase, maybe it's just maybe.

   This is my own guesswork.

  I think that the birth of the watchers may be a derivative of the moon priests studying the moon **** of war.

   Don't forget that the first Watcher Maiev Shadowsong was also a high priest of the Sisterhood of Elune, and she had full access to the forbidden secrets of the Moon God.

   I also don’t believe that such a perfect career system for Watchmen was thought up by Maiev alone.

   This is not realistic.

   It definitely has a heritage source. "

   "Well, this guess is a bit interesting. As expected of my little master, I easily think of things that other people dare not think about."

   Sataras praised, and was silent for a few seconds before saying quietly:

   "But that's not the realm I can judge, I've tried my best to avoid getting involved with anything Elune has to do with my arrival in Azeroth until now.

  I advise you not to get too close to the light of the moon god, my little master. Let's not talk about this, hehe, in your words, the next moment is the moment when you and your third idol idol meet alone.

   I will not disturb you, please allow me to retire for the time being.

  Be careful of what's in the dark, little master, don't get too close to him, you'll be eaten by him in one bite, just like these stupid Nagas.

  It's not just sunlight that can burn people. "

   In the short laughter, Xal'atas hid his voice, the pirate drank the wine in his hand, stood up, and adjusted his battle clothes and cloak.

   He took steps towards the broken cage in front of him.

   It's quiet here.

   As a cage where important people are held, it is a bit too quiet here. The pirate maximized his perception, but he still didn't notice what was in the darkness in front of him.

   This is a very strange feeling, you clearly know there is something in front of you, but you just can't see it, you can't feel it, it's like facing an invisible thing.

   "You came to pick me up too?"

   As the pirates bypassed the scattered Naga corpses on the ground and approached the platform at the end of the cage, a hoarse man's voice suddenly sounded in front of him.

   He seemed to be very tired, and there was an unspeakable taste in his voice.

   is like anger.

   seems to be suppressing anger all the time.

   "Don't do it, I'm not like them, I'm not here to die."

  Blake raised his hands smoothly and said to the old elf living in the darkness in front of him:

   "I'm just a passing pirate, I came in to pay homage to the heroes of ten thousand years ago, or in the words of the kaldorei elves, they call you a lunatic and a traitor.

   But I guess, they actually have complicated feelings for you, and you can even say that they have no ill intentions. It's just that your appearance is too dark, and your heart is too terrifying.

  You scared them.

  You terrified the group of people you protected, and they didn't know how to remember the bad things you did for them, so they could only treat you as a prisoner.

   will not kill you.

   just choose to forget you. "

  The pirate coughed. He glanced at the wide, dead eyes of the Naga Mistress under his feet, and said to the silent elf in front of him:

   "But I know who you are. I didn't start to appreciate you until I heard your story. It's not just like everyone else said. I'm a huge fan of yours, and I know everything you did 10,000 years ago.

   I came here just to chat with idols.

  If possible, ask for another autograph or something, take it back and show it off to my first mate, anyway.”

  Blake coughed, and leaned slightly in front of him very elegantly, doing a courtesy.

Say:

   "Hello, Illidan Stormrage.

  The future king of the sea, Mazun, condescended to this shabby place, and personally walked into such a shabby cage full of corpses.

  I came to see you. "

   (end of this chapter)