Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 433 142. Life always needs a sense of ritual

   Facts have proved that if you dare to provoke the legendary ranger, you will have to pay a price.

  The stinky pirate who was open-mouthed was beaten by Windrunner's mother. Of course, with his current skills, it is not so easy for the Ranger General to beat him.

  After nearly being shot in the head by a sniper arrow, Blake, who had sore muscles all over his body, finally completed today's blind shooting and melee training.

   He dragged his tired body to the Alpaca first, and then returned to the Nagfar.

"boom"

   The door to the captain's room was closed.

  Black let out a long sigh of relief and removed the grim disguise of being a pirate commander. He stretched out his hand to remove the cursed vision from his eyes, flipped his fingers, and a small vial of blood appeared in front of him.

  The pirate stretched out his finger and flicked the vial of blood.

   He sat back in his vulgar and luxurious captain's chair, took out his own magic code, put the vial of blood in his hand, and said:

   "The blood of the elf has been retrieved. How should the ritual of turning my race into a half-elf be carried out?"

   "This blood quality is too bad."

   The elder sister Saratas who lives in the heart of pirates whispered in his ear:

   "This is just the blood taken from Anaris Moonshire, that family has no other advantages except the so-called 'noble' that has been passed down for thousands of years.

   neither has the unique energy adaptability of the Highborne, nor the alienated arcane affinity of the Nightborne.

   Long-term intermarriage ruined them.

   Are you sure you want to use this kind of blood?

  Perhaps, you can wait a little longer, aren't you going back to Quel'Thalas with Lyretha Windrunner? I stayed there too, my little master.

   There are many legendary bloodlines in that magical country.

  The blood of flames in the veins of the Sunstrider family, the warrior blood of the Dawnrunner family, the shadow blood of the Sangunar family, or the wild blood of the Windrunner family.

   These blood vessels are more valuable than the vial of blood in front of you. "

   "Because they have value, I can't ingest them either."

  Black moved his fingers and said softly in the dark captain's room:

   "The Proudmoore family bloodline in me is no weaker than the bloodlines you listed above.

   This is an evil hemolysis ritual after all, and I can't risk destroying my own bloodline to fuse those powerful bloodlines. The reason why Yue County's blood was chosen is because it has no characteristics.

   can preserve the purity of my blood to the greatest extent.

  Speaking of which, Xal'atath, you've been dodging and procrastinating for as long as I talk about this all this time. You don't seem willing to let me complete this ritual.

   Did you guess what? "

  Xalatas was silent for a moment, then she sighed and said:

   "Yes, I have doubts, little master. I lost touch with you during the time you walked into the moonlight of Elune in the Vault of the Wardens.

  I don't know what kind of knowledge you found in that little secret room, but I have reason to suspect that it is the power related to Elune.

  I am protecting you, my dear Blake.

  Although I don't know what Elune's essence is, there is no doubt that she is a bitch, and her origin is related to the shadow world.

   I don't want you to come into contact with her powers.

   But I also know that your heart has always been rock solid. Once you make a decision, the Ten Mammoths will not be able to pull it back. So, are you sure you want to continue this adventure? "

   "I'm sure, tell me, what does this hemolysis ritual need?"

  Black picked up the quill and opened the notebook, ready to record.

  Xalatas said calmly after a few seconds:

   "The blood fusion ritual is the least difficult of all the void rituals.

  It originated in the Dark Empire period, when the ancient gods were already trying to create different forms of life by fusing their own Void blood with creatures.

  Its process is also very simple, you only need to borrow a trace of pure void power, you can easily complete the entire ritual, and no other materials are required.

   The "curse of flesh and blood" that created many creatures, including humans, dwarves, and gnomes, is the culmination of this ritual.

I can give you the power of the void that the    ritual needs.

   But you also have to tell me, my master, why are you obsessed with converting your own race, but not pursuing the superior talent of other races? "

   Hearing Xal'atas's question, the pirate took out his own copy of the Moonlight Book from the magic bag and put it on the table, he said:

   "Perhaps this thing can answer your doubts."

   "Watcher! You want to chase the Black Moon power of the Watcher?

  You have obtained this top-secret inheritance! What happened to Maiev! It is so easy to leak the watchman's inheritance scriptures, and she has no right to call herself the warden! "

   Miss Void exclaimed, she said:

   "No! Absolutely not! I won't allow it! This is a trap against you, don't be foolish to step into it!

  You don't even know the source of this dark moon phase! You have no idea what will happen to those who blindly pursue this path, those who are more gifted than you!

   Maiev is punishing you in this way. She knows that you can't stand the temptation of power, so she guides you down this road of no return. "

   "Calm down, my servant."

  Black recorded the knowledge about the blood fusion ritual, and while writing more and more beautiful fonts, he said:

   "You told me about the legend of the 'Moonlight War God' back in the Watcher's burrow. I already knew the connection between the two."

"But."

  Xalatas was at a loss for words for a while.

   She thought about it and asked again:

   "But haven't you been pursuing the path of the Spirit of Loa to become a god? You have been working hard to spread your prestige on the sea, isn't it just to prepare for the promotion of Loa in the future?

  You have already chosen a path for yourself, why blindly pursue another path? The power of Luna and Ares is equal to that of Loa, and you can only choose one of them. "

   "I know, you don't have to stress this over and over again."

   Black laughed and said:

   "I've always been very clear about my future plans. I know what I'm going to do. In this regard, I don't need your advice. Come on, give me the power of the void I need, and I'm going to perform the hemolysis ritual."

   "Wait!"

   Xalatas stopped again:

   "I have also heard of the Black Moon ritual of becoming a watcher, and it also requires a thousand-year-old moon well. As far as I know, that thing is only available in the core area of ​​the night elf Moon God Kingdom.

  You can't go to Kalimdor or Val'sharah now. You offended the Kaldorei in Watch Island. If you dare to get close, the Silver Wing Sentinel will shoot you into a sieve.

  Perhaps, you can postpone the hemolysis ceremony, anyway, this is not in a hurry, right?

   Think about it patiently, because a loyal servant has doubts about the master's safety, I still think you should not take risks at will. Elune, a strange, poisonous creature!

   Any life that comes close to her will not end well. "

   "You don't have enough knowledge, my servant."

  Black leaned on the chair and unfolded the map of Northrend at hand. He pointed to the location of the core of the continent, clicked on it, and said to Xalatas:

"The Millennium Moonwell is indeed a relic of the Kaldorei, but not only in their domain. As far as I know, there is a ruined city of the Highborne in the Crystalsong Forest at the heart of Northrend. .

  Sandara City.

   It was the city where the Highborne Empire used to store arcane wonders and magic items, and Erethalas was a property, it was destroyed by an accident more than 6,000 years ago.

  It has been undisturbed for thousands of years, and all creatures on this continent are afraid of it. There should still be the ruins of the Temple of Elune there, and there will always be a moonwell in the temple.

   That is not a thousand-year moon well, as long as it has not dried up, it is a ten thousand-year moon well.

   It was enough to complete my Black Moon ritual.

  Before returning to the Eastern Continent, I was also able to successfully become a Watcher recruit.

   You see, I have everything planned.

  Therefore, you have no reason to stop me, my dear Xal'atas, come, be good, be submissive, and teach me this hemolysis ritual. "

"Ugh"

   Xalatas sighed.

   Under her whispered guidance, Blake pulled out a sharp piece of Azzinoth, took off the protection of his shirt, and slashed lightly on the vein of his arm.

   poured the blood of the Moon County **** the wound again, and as Xalatas integrated a ray of pure void power into Black's body, the bleeding wound healed quickly.

   But as the elven blood of Moonshire surged through Black's veins, a sharp pain from his body erupted.

   He felt a mutation under his skin, and the originally fair skin began to change to a duller color.

   "No ears! No eyebrows! I don't want to change my appearance."

   he said.

  Xalatas let out a short laugh, and the loyal servant adjusted the evolution of the void force, causing Black's long ears to shrink back.

  The pirates weren't worried about Xal'atas taking advantage.

  This Void Legacy is locked in her body, her place of existence has been stripped, and if something happens to Black, she will face the threat of dispersing in Azeroth.

   But with her weak Void power alone, it is impossible to corrupt a lifeform like Black, not to mention that the pirates have sacred relics like Odin's Shield in their hands.

   He felt that something was wrong, and he could immediately terminate the Void Ritual.

In a few minutes of change, the pirate felt like dough, being kneaded to change shape, and in Saratas, with ambiguous laughter, asked him if he needed to take this opportunity to transform a certain part of his body. organ.

   "Don't you guys like to show off this?"

   Miss Sister said very darkly:

   "It's a rare opportunity, little master, I can imitate the specifications of the tauren or vrykul to help you make it powerful, and at the same time repair the appearance of 'beautiful'."

   "It's already very powerful, okay?"

  The pirate endured the pain and said:

   "My head hurts, stop messing around, let's end it now."

   "Hehe, duplicity."

   Xalatas sneered.

   After a few seconds, the power of the void was recovered, and the vision in front of Blake changed, and the translucent character card information also changed a little:

   Name: Blake Shaw (Drake Proudmoore)

   Race: Human/Half-Elves

   Racial specialties added:

  Magic Affinity: Slightly increases the control and destructive power of all magic skills

  Advanced Arcane Resistance: The children of the night have been taking magic power for many years, giving them excellent resistance to arcane magic. When encountering arcane magic attacks, they have a high probability of saving a small amount of damage.

   Racial skills added:

   Arcane Pulse: It can sense the flow of nearby arcane magic power, and extract the surrounding magic power to replenish itself, or use this to apply energy pulses to enemies within ten yards, disrupting their movements and causing [snaring] effect.

"This"

  Blake blinked, took out a primitive magic crystal knocked down from the magic pivot in his luggage, activated the racial talent of Arcane Pulse, and forced a magic power into his hand.

   Like eating candy, throw it in your mouth.

Um.

   This tastes so weird.

   Take another bite.

   After a few seconds, he ate up the magic power and commented:

   "The taste of raw magic power is too bad, how did those night children get their mouths off? But this is really a different race, even the night children have the ability to eat magic power directly."

   "Do you regret it?"

  Xalatas whispered in his ear in a sleazy tone that pirates often use,

   "If you used the blood of Kael'thas Sunstrider just now, you might be able to throw two flaming fireballs on the spot right now. The flaming blood of the Sunstrider family is no joke.

  If I can get pure Sunstrider blood, I can make a dozen high-level Phoenix mages on the spot. "

"Okay."

  The pirate replied stubbornly.

   He glanced at the talent column of the character card again. After the hemolysis ceremony was completed, the Proudmoore bloodline entry, which was the core of Black's current greatest combat power, was not affected.

   This made him breathe a sigh of relief.

   The next moment, his eyes fell on the map of Northrend in front of him. He picked up the quill and drew a red circle on the defense of Crystalsong Forest, saying:

   "Then, the next target is the ruins of Sandara. By the way, I can go around the Grizzly Hills, and if I'm lucky, I can meet another soul beast.

Um.

   But since they've all gone to Grizzly Hills, it's better to go around Zul'Drak, where there are two more. "

"Um?"

  The pirate's self-talk made Xal'atas groan in confusion.

   she asked:

   "You all know that the black dragons are going to do things in the Eastern Continent, and the northern border will be very lively during this period of time. If you don't go to join in the fun, what are you doing in Northrend?

   Have you changed your temper? "

   "What do you know, my stupid and ignorant servant."

  The pirate rolled up the map, brought over his homework for today, and opened the magic test paper. He started answering the questions and said:

   "When big people go to dinner, they will never be late, but they will never arrive early, they will always appear at the most suitable time.

  Be patient, the storm that will affect the entire human world in the northern border of the Eastern Continent, I will finally appear in full costume. "

   (end of this chapter)