Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 381 90. Remember, the one who defeated Kaldorei today is called.

   As soon as the attack on Watch Island began, Commander Nasa sent messengers to Val'sharah, the holy Druid land on the Broken Isles, for help. Because of Illidan Stormrage and the Demon Hunters, the druids, who were always slow to do things, responded quickly this time.

The three arch druids in the Holy Land immediately dispatched with a group of raptor druids who were good at flying. They first went to the Temple of the Moon to carry the assembled moon priests and rangers, and then swiftly traversed the Azsuna. skyrim.

   They are very fast.

   In the form of a storm crow capable of harnessing the wind of nature, it took less than an hour to reach its destination.

   But unfortunately, they still came a step late.

  Illidan had escaped, and in Kaldorei society, the sensitive demon hunters were brought back to Suramar by the Nightborne.

ha? Why not use a convenient and fast portal, you ask?

   Then you've got the idea, bro.

  Because of the ancient battle ten thousand years ago, the Kaldorei maintained a resolute attitude towards all arcane magic. In the kingdom of the Moon God, there was no such profession as a mage.

   Of course, there can be no warlocks either.

  There are only two kinds of spellcasters, either the priest of the moon or the druid. All other magic systems are rejected by the Kaldorei.

   does not say closed, ignorant or stubborn.

   After any civilization has experienced a tragic war of antiquity that shattered the world, it will have such a strong distrust of magic.

   In the orthodox values ​​of Kaldorei society, Illidan who wants to deal with the threat of demons by rebuilding the Well of Eternity is a real anomaly.

   A battle of the ancients that infected all kaldorei with "Magic PTSD".

   This is normal and understandable.

   "Shaun, that ghost ship is out!"

   In the waves of the outer sea not far from Watch Island, there were still charred corpses left by the thunderstorm before, and the remains of the Nightborn Golem washed up by the sea.

When the Nagfar was swallowing the sea water, it floated to the surface like a giant beast from the bottom of the sea, and when the waves were rolling, a particularly large storm crow flying in a cluster over the sea spit out people, speaking to the big Drew on the other side. Yi shouted:

   "Surround it! The watchmen informed that this group of pirates looted the burrow, they stole a lot of dangerous items, and they were suspected of participating in the evil deed of freeing prisoners."

   The storm crow on the opposite side neighed.

  It flapped its wings and made a beautiful trajectory in the air, and took more than two dozen Raptor Druids to block the way the Nagfar left from the other side.

  These druids fell from the sky, and in the flapping of their wings, the power of the wind of nature was gathered, and as the wind whistled, an invisible wall of storms was formed on the sea around the ghost ship.

   The gust of wind stirred the waves, flapping on all sides, sending the Nagfar dangling over the sea, trapping the pirates in it.

   More than that.

   There were also some raptor Druids calling for the power of the sky. A large cloud of hazy thunderstorms was called by the Druids, and dazzling lightning flashed in the clouds.

   This is a threat and a warning.

  If the pirates don't know what's right, a natural magic mix of lightning and hurricanes will pour over them right away, destroying them along with their ghost ship.

   They couldn't even dive and escape.

  Under the water around the ghost ship, the elites led by another great Druid are swimming back and forth around the Nagfar in the underwater form of seals and sharks.

  The leader of the Great Druid also used the Druid spell of the Alliance of Nature to summon various marine creatures from the deep sea to help in the battle.

   Just half a minute after it floated up, the ghost ship was embattled on all sides.

   This is also a big scene.

  Three legendary druids, nearly a hundred high-level druids, surrounded a small ghost ship, this is simply not a martial arts. Putting this force on the eastern continent, it is more than enough to capture a city and smash an army.

   "Listen, pirates!"

   The Arch Druid Omuron, who commanded the Druids of the Raptor, broke away from the swarm of Storm Crows.

   He flapped his wings and rode the howling wind, hovering in the dark mid-air above the ghost ship.

  This Storm Raven with a wingspan of about 20 meters is unusually mighty. Seeing that it is talking, the more superstitious fellow among the group of pirates gathered on the deck is already fighting with its legs.

   Mainly because I haven't seen this scene, I'm a little scared.

   But there are still some die-hard old pirates, who will already be brandishing their weapons and yelling, and some will raise their muskets and shoot at the storm crows.

   What a ridiculous attack.

   The buckshot of the musket was knocked down by the swirling wind before it approached the storm crow.

  Raptor Druids are less destructive on land, but they are the best scouts and trackers and rarely get involved in head-to-head combat.

   And the sky is the home of the Raptor Druid!

   "You are surrounded, pirates, you have no way to escape! Now, lay down your weapons and capture them, and you will be taken to Watch Island for investigation.

  You will be punished for your mistakes.

   But all kaldorei respect life, and you don't have to worry about your own safety. "

   These words were spoken in Sarasian language. To be honest, the sky roarers really didn’t expect them to understand when they saw the racially chaotic foreign pirates on the deck.

   But the process still has to go.

   In this situation, even if he doesn't speak, the pirates should be able to understand their situation.

   However, beyond what the Sky Screamer expected, there were still quite a few "talents" who could understand the Salas language on this ghost ship. His declaration of persuasion to surrender was uttered in a gust of wind, and he quickly received a response.

   "I like this big crow."

   Above the **** of the deck ship, Captain Black, with a red blindfold, sat in his vulgar and ornate gold chair.

   With his legs crossed, he looked at the Storm Raven in front of him with the Eye of Kilrogg suspended in front of him. The guy hovered in the murky light, flapping his wings, obscuring the light and casting a huge shadow on the deck.

   This scene made Blake appreciate it very much.

   So he said to the first mate Seifer beside him:

   "Remember, if there is a chance in the future, we will also recruit a group of Druids to join the fleet. They are really suitable to be my messengers in the form of storm crows.

   I am a prophet after all.

  I like crows.”

"Oh."

  Sefir responded, really took out a small notebook, and wrote down Black's words.

   She will be happy.

  Black generously gave her the pirate king suit that he no longer needed, and now this troll-style pirate suit is worn on the first pair dragon.

   She also has an undead creature, Old Bone, on her shoulders. With the blindfold on her left eye and the black pirate hat on her head, she really has the demeanor of an elf female pirate.

   "Hey, your name is Omulon the 'Sky Screamer', right?"

  Black stood up from his chair. He grabbed the railing in front of him and raised his head to "look" at the Great Druid who persuaded him to surrender. A malicious detective threw him over.

After learning the identity information,    shouted loudly:

   "I heard that you are one of the leaders of the Raptor Druids of the Kaldorei? It seems that you are also a well-known figure, are you interested in serving me?

   Think about it, I'm well paid here.

   Live happily, indulge freely, there is no need to sleep all day long, what a beautiful world, but you are busy indulging in dreams, this is not a healthy way of life. "

   When the pirates spoke, the noisy deck immediately fell silent, and each pirate closed his mouth to listen to their captain and chief.

   Even if they don't understand.

   This transition from chaos to quiet made all the Druids instantly understand that the blind pirate who was outspoken and persuaded to surrender should be the leader of this ship.

What he said, although it was also in a less standard Sarasian language, so that the surrounding Druids could hear it clearly, but it was difficult for them to understand why this pirate was still like this when he was surrounded. arrogant.

   Could he be crazy?

   This unusual answer made even the well-informed Arch Druid not knowing how to answer for a while.

   "Ah, is this silence a rejection?"

   Black awaits a response.

   After ten seconds, he still got silence, which made him very disappointed and raised his hand.

  He is the captain of the Nagfar, and he has a strong connection with the spirit of the ship. When Black stands on his ship, the ghost ship can be regarded as an extension of his will.

   includes everything on the ship, which can be manipulated and used by Black.

   It was placed in front of the deck, and a piece of Tide Stone covered with a cloth sensed Black's urging, and this shattered Titan artifact began to radiate power.

   An aura from ancient times emanated from the deck, and dangerous and gorgeous blue arcs shone and danced from under the veiled cloth.

   "You ran in front of me in a rage, you stepped on my boat without permission, and you were extremely rude to ask me and my incompetent subordinates to surrender to you.

   It seems that sleep is indeed harmful to health, at least to the intellect.

   Do you still think that this is the era when the Elf Empire gave orders 10,000 years ago?

   Shut up idiots!

   Times have long since changed. "

  Black raised his left hand and shouted to the storm crows and druids in the sky:

   "Who are you frightening by making those little thunderstorms? Think we are all primitive people, and we will kneel on the ground when we see what you have made, treating you as gods?

   Let us tell you a secret.

   I can also manipulate lightning.

   And my lightning bolts are bigger than your little toothpicks.

Come.

   stretched his head out to show you something good. "

"Snapped"

  As the pirate snapped his fingers, a bolt of lightning as thick as a thunderbolt burst into the cloudy sky above on Gogonas's Tide Stone.

  The power of the sky, activate!

  The lightning from the God of Creation easily shredded the hurricane created by the Druids, and while smashing their spells, they jumped into the sky, and in Blake's mind, they transformed into thunder that flew in all directions.

   Like a sea **** in anger, countless tridents pierced from the sky to the sea.

  The thunder was roaring, the lightning was galloping, and the arc was dancing wildly like a snake. This light surpassed the dusk of the setting sun for a moment, and poured Black Shaw's will into the sky and sea around the Nagfar.

  Legendary power-level lightning storms were manipulated by pirates to gather around and turned into cages. In the dazzling thunder, the Druids who were caught off guard by magic responded quickly.

   They tried to save themselves.

   But the storm crow transformed by the high-level druid has not yet completed the self-rescue spell in such a swift thunder light, and will be hit by a thunder and lightning from the sky, and the whole body twitches and falls into the sea.

"Do not!"

The two great druids in the sky were able to withstand the thunder, and their bodies were strong enough under the protection of the force of nature. Seeing their companions being attacked, they flew one after another in the lightning storm. Attack on Blake.

   The captain didn't move.

In the front, General Lireza opened the war bow, and in the back, Dean Lanyue raised his wand. They were well protected by the two mentors one after another. Before the big druids rushed over, they were attacked by arrows and magic. repel.

   "It's hard to feel forced, right?"

  Black rode the thunder and lightning. In the background of thousands of thunders, he laughed, and in the crazy cheers and wolf howls of the pirates, their supremely powerful and evil captain once again declared to the druids:

   "But do you think this is the end?"

  Blake's fingers, like directing music, raised an arc upwards, and slashed down like sharp swords.

   The power of the Tide Stone is activated again.

  The power of the sea, activate!

The legendary tide is centered on the Nagfar and bound within ten nautical miles around it. It will rescue the fallen companions in the water and bring them out of the danger zone. The Druids feel the sea at this moment. off the reins.

   The tidal sea, which responded to their call before, abandoned them in an instant, and turned into the pirate's command, becoming his deadliest forward general.

The    tide rolled, throwing the druids out of the water and pressing them into the bottom.

   Every second is like a fist composed of countless water currents, hammering their bodies fiercely. At this moment, the nature of the affinity of all things reveals its wildest and most angry side.

   exerts its relentless power upon these nature walkers.

   "I could easily kill you for your rudeness, kaldorei."

   In the "Mixed Doubles" of the power of the sky and sea, Blake's voice surpassed the thunderous roar, surpassed the surging tide, and clearly entered the ears of the three great druids.

   Arrogant and powerful.

   seems to be a king on this sea, and the roar of the sky and the fury of the ocean seem to confirm this, that is, the pirate in front of him seems to really have the strength to become a king.

   At least he showed that potential.

   "But I am a benevolent monarch, and I will spare your life, and proclaim my power, and proclaim my feared name.

   Let more people know the name of the sea monarch on this endless sea.

  Leave the most valuable things on you!

   Always remember and praise my kindness, then get out of my sea! "

  Blake took a look at Watch Island, which was already far away. Under the astonished gazes of the great druids, the pirate flicked his fingers, and another terrifying thunder column poured into the sky.

   It runs in the sky like a sword shattering the sky, and once again imposes a legendary lightning storm on Watch Island, as if it is recklessly showing its power.

  The lightning flashed and the tide rolled, and the ghost ship sank gracefully and slowly into the sea. The last sentence that came out before it disappeared was:

   "It feels so bad to repeat my name every time. So remember, always remember, whoever defeated the Kaldorei today is called"

   "Dailyn."

   (end of this chapter)