Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 428 137. It's over, we have to recruit a defense instructor again - add update for Huo Zheng's good brother [45]

   "Boom"

The   Legendary Lightning Storm was activated again. With the experience of releasing this thing on Watch Island before, this time the pirates tried their best to control it in the form of gathering power.

   His consciousness seemed to control a whirling fighter jet, which flew into the sky with the rushing lightning, and then smashed down from the top of the battle area under the galloping lightning.

  Anhilde was worthy of being the leader of the Nine Martial Gods, and she had a premonition of the lightning strike in advance.

   The wings flapped and flashed out for a moment. After deviating from the landing point, Black had to spread the lightning and slammed into the high-level Valkyrie in a scattered posture.

   This guy is a divine creature and is extremely resistant to ordinary power.

   However, the lightning storm inspired by the Titan creation, the Tide Stone, also has arcane divinity. Although it is weak, it can still damage the big, white and round Valkyrie more powerfully than ordinary magic.

"what"

   Anhilde let out a pained cry.

   The destructive power of being attacked by lightning is second, mainly due to the paralyzing effect attached to the lightning storm when the divine collision collides, which suddenly reduces her super-fast movement speed.

   She felt threatened.

   Time to retreat!

   "Boom"

   The second power of the sky, the thunder and lightning, was subsequently activated. With the experience of the last time, the pirates simply did not let the thunder light pass through the sky. The straight line between the two points is the shortest.

   "Wow"

   As the Huo Huo couple watched in astonishment, a thick and large golden thunder light shot out from the surface of the Tide Stone, like a thunder gun. Under the micro-manipulation of the pirates, it was in the middle of Vaglian Held, who was about to fly.

   This hair is strong enough.

   The big Valkyrie was beaten to the ground, and the armor on his body melted a little.

   "This can't be done! The energy is concentrated and compressed again!"

   Dean Blue Moon's voice sounded on the Soul Coin in Black's hand:

   "Do you remember the Arcane Missile mana model? I taught you that in my first lesson! Use the most penetrating mana model variant

   Farodis! Elland! She's going to run, hurry up! Stop her from opening the passage to hell!

  Black! It's now! shoot! "

   Under the on-site teaching of the dean, the pirate took a deep breath. This time, the activation of the power of the sky did not shoot out immediately, but outlined a mana model with arcs splashing in front of the Tide Stone.

   is very beautiful, and it takes shape in an instant, showing the good results of the pirates' hard work in recent times.

   "Whoosh"

   The lightning shot this time is no longer a beating and turning posture. It is faster, lighter, thinner, and more like a thrown lightning knife.

   "Poof"

   The third lightning strike finally broke the defense!

   The dancing lightning pierced into Anhilde's melted armor, pierced through her shoulders, and blasted out from behind, like a bullet hitting the body.

  Under the effect of the cavity effect, a "bloody" wound was torn behind the high-level Val'kyr.

   even tore off most of her huge left wing.

   The terrifying pain made Anhilde almost go crazy. He propped up his body with a spear in his hand, and wrapped his body with a single wing behind him. In an instant, the white **** were swept up in a dense array of white balls, inspiring them in all directions.

   This full-screen attack with the divine deity of death is very dangerous, forcing the three legends that bound her back for a moment, the one-winged angel rushed into the sky crookedly.

   In the surging white light connected with the abyss of hell, he disappeared into the material world.

   She didn't leave any weird declarations like "I'll be back", and walked neatly, making the pirate who was about to inspire the fourth thunder light look regretful.

   still suffered from the lack of information.

  In the information of those walrus people, there is no mention of high-level Valkyrie like Anhilde participating in the affairs of Rogue Harbor, and Black is not ready to hunt and kill divine legendary creatures.

The appearance of   Anhilde was a complete accident. It is not difficult to defeat such divine creatures, but it is too difficult to kill or capture them.

  It is impossible to do without adequate preparation in advance.

   But the current results are okay.

  Hella prepared a trap for Blake, not only did not trap Blake, but was countered by the pirates. He will have more opportunities to deal with Hela in the future, and he is not in a hurry for this moment.

   "Captain! Look behind!"

  Blake dared to put his hand down from the Tide Stone, when he heard Sefir's scream, and the first mate, standing on the stern, pointed to the rear and shouted:

   "Sea monsters! It's sea monsters! Those Kvaldirs summoned sea monsters when they retreated!"

   "God, these things are so ugly."

—

   While Blake had two disappointing meetings with Jonah "Mad Dog".

   On the southwest side of Rogue Harbor, a coastline covered with reefs and theoretically impossible for ships to land on, a huge battle is going on.

   It's a fight that shouldn't have happened in this little place like Rogue Harbor.

The    side is the Kvaldir Mist Warrior from the Underworld.

   On the other side are more than a thousand ghosts of various colors released by the Nagfar in the mist of ocean pollution.

  The two sides fought frantically on the foggy coastline, ghost to ghost, but obviously the Kvaldir ghost under Hela was more powerful.

   The ghosts formed after the death of these half-giants are far superior to the cannon fodder ghosts of the Nagfar in terms of strength, combat skills and will to fight.

  The latter is relying on the large number and using extremely terrifying battle losses to delay the pace of the Kvaldir warriors supporting the pirates of Rogue Harbor. By the way, according to the captain's meaning, clear the "inventory".

  Since they've all arrived in Northrend, wouldn't it be a waste to replace the ghosts of the Naglfar with the more capable vrykul ghosts?

   However, they are not alone.

  While the ghosts and the sea and the shore were fighting against each other, the senior students of Nar'Thalas Academy were brought by their mentors to "see the world".

   Of course, it is also a group of spirit ghosts, supporting them with their own magic.

   These students have studied at Narsalas Academy for 10,000 years, and they are all guys with extremely solid theoretical knowledge, but they have never experienced actual combat.

   These guys are excited to be involved in a real battle this time.

   Arcane missiles, Frostbolts, Fireballs, throwing them at random, every time a ghost of **** is knocked down, there will be a commotion. There are also special tutors who record the achievements of these students on the battlefield.

   Well, it's the wand class instructor Nitelle.

   She is holding a booklet seriously, and every time the students achieve something, she will record it. High-level mentors like Deriana control the field on the outside.

   Whenever there are pirates in the fog of **** rushing over to the position, they will be solved neatly by them. To be honest, it's a bit boring for advanced spellcasters like them.

   But soon, the fun begins.

  After the summoner Anhilde appeared in Rogue Harbor, the undead of the Underworld instantly became more aggressive, and they seemed to show their bravery in front of the high-ranking Valkyrie lords.

   The cannon fodder ghost on the side of the undead fleet was quickly penetrated, and the front line continued to move towards the student position, which made the pressure on the instructors also increased.

   "Hey, the mages are scumbags!"

   The trio of warlocks mixed in the academy's position would see some commotion among the students, and immediately made very inappropriate remarks. The Orc Warlock with a dog stick stood there arrogantly, bragging:

   "Look at how terrified they are, they are a bunch of guys who can only be heroes in classrooms and laboratories. We warlocks are not afraid of these ghosts.

  Our Warlock is the most powerful! "

   "Yes, warlocks are the real warcasters, and mages are a bunch of theorists."

  The giant magician with the wooden mask also played with the hellfire in his hand proudly. He said sarcastically:

   "Especially the elven mages! They are the worst."

   "It's time for these mages to face up to the power of our sorcerers."

The skinny boy Kanrisad probably played with Evil Eye and Zarak for too long, and he also contracted some not-so-good secondary problems. He was carrying his Jordan Staff and stroking his beloved legendary jewelry in his hand. .

   He tried to say aloud in a hoarse, low voice:

   "It's time for us to turn the tide. Let's do it, brothers, and make the name of the warlock school! It's now! Three bursts of hellfire!"

  As Kanrisad exclaimed, the three warlocks simultaneously took out the Hellfire Stone and began to summon and cast spells.

   They were waiting for this opportunity.

   Use the summoned hellfire to stop the onslaught of the pirates of the Hell Mist, so that the school of warlocks, who are currently very weak in the academy, can raise their heads.

   But just as the three warlocks began to cast spells, the icy warblade pressed against the necks of the three of them from behind.

   The low voice of Maris Demon Calamity, the instructor of Demonology and Demon Power Defense at Narthas College, rang in the ears of the three wild warlocks.

He says:

   "Have the three of you passed the 'Hellfire Identification and Manipulation Class' exam? Do you know what kind of punishment you will get for summoning high-level demons that are not allowed to be summoned without a certificate of completion?"

   The three warlocks were startled.

   The orc raised his hand, pushed the icy warblade out of his neck, and said dissatisfiedly:

   "I think you are embarrassing us warlocks! Why do we need to verify before summoning demons? We can all summon, and we can definitely control it! No proof is needed at all."

   "That's what the academy rules are, if it's not allowed, it's not allowed!"

   Demon Calamity said indifferently:

   "If you are not satisfied, file a complaint."

   "Who made the rules?"

The    troll also shouted:

   "I've memorized the entire college rules, how come I didn't know there was one?"

   "I just ordered."

  Maris Demon Calamity moved his shoulders, his black eyepatch shone with green like fire, and he said coldly:

   "Any comments?"

"you"

  Zalak was about to refute, but Kanrezadra gave him a hand.

   This demon hunter is obviously here to provoke him deliberately. He has a dead face all day long, and he has been disliked by the three warlocks for a long time.

   Don't be fooled!

  This guy is very powerful, if there is no captain to join, the three of them can't beat him.

   "Huh, we can win without hellfire."

   The orc grabbed the dog stick and stabbed the ground fiercely, and a fel magic circle opened with him as the center.

  The three warlocks worked together to cast spells, and soon a large portal was opened, and a large number of low-level demon guards roared and rushed out from it. These arrogant demons were not afraid of death and rushed towards the undead in hell.

   Seeing that the three warlocks were not fooled, Maris was also a little unhappy.

  Recently relying on "cleaning up" the low-level demons summoned by the students, the fel energy in his body has recovered a lot, and the demons in his heart are also restless, calling for battle.

   He didn't mean to be provocative, he just wanted to take this opportunity to exercise his muscles and bones.

   Of course, if you can take the opportunity to beat up three rebellious high-level warlocks, it will be an extra joy.

   Originated from the hunting instinct of demon hunters, which made Marius Demon Bane naturally dislike these warlocks. He always felt that these warlocks were "devil sympathizers" hidden in the Academy, and it was only a matter of time before they betrayed Azeroth.

   "Hey, Demon Calamity Master, there is a powerful character over there for you to deal with. Let everyone see the prestige of the legendary Demon Hunter."

   The skinny boy quickly shouted at Maris.

  The demon hunter raised his head and "looked" at the battlefield. Sure enough, at the forefront of the battle between the two sides, there was a **** warrior with a golden trident, commanding the mist pirates to charge forward.

   That guy is extremely brave, no matter if it is a demon or an undead, he can't stand a single move in front of it.

   Maris didn't say a word, he took the warblade and made a skillful double jump forward. A pair of black demon wings spread out behind him, supporting him and circling towards the battlefield.

   fell to the ground for a moment, and swung both blades, like the most agile and deadly assassination, cutting the two **** pirates into gray mist.

He jumped up again in the same place, his eyes spewed out scorching magic flames, and burned the misty pirates blocking the road to death. The biggest weakness of these **** undeads is the holy light and flames. The slaughter of the realm.

   The three cowardly warlocks who looked at them shrank their heads.

   Good guy.

   is so powerful that you can't afford it, so let's go around it in the future.

   But within a few minutes after Maris entered, Anhilde's side was defeated and returned to Hell, which caused a devastating blow to the morale of the undead in Hell.

  The high-ranking Val'kyr lords have all failed, which proves that the Queen's plan to aid the North Sea pirates has been completely ruined, so what's the point of them staying here to fight to the death?

   "Retreat!"

   The **** warrior holding a golden trident wields his exaggerated and cool weapon, and with a powerful blow, will drive back the demon hunters who are constantly harassing it.

   turned around and roared in vrykul, and the **** undead immediately retreated in a large scale. It was easy for them to fall, just jump into the sea.

  Water is a medium for souls, the waters of the frozen sea, sending them back to hell.

   But Maris is a hunter.

   His target has always been chasing after him. The **** warrior holding the trident will be a good opponent. He wants to take down its evil life as a commemoration of this battle.

   Besides, the inner demon is eager to fight, its desire has not been satisfied, it will be roaring in Maris's heart.

  If you withdraw yourself, the inner demon may be in danger of rebelling.

  Supported by the demon hunter's near-perfect and deadly mobility, Maris slashed and slashed, and bombarded the water with demonic flames, making the **** warrior unable to retreat at all.

   The stalking bug of the hand quickly angered it.

   "Stupid blind man!"

   "Become the belly of the giant Leviros! Sea dragon, swallow him!"

   (end of this chapter)