Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 452 5. I was almost overcast by you

  Tur Wrathclaw said that a tree grew on the dark ground at the bottom of Greymaw Fort, and Black also vaguely remembered that there was a tree-burning step in the original quest chain.

   But he glided to the ground in the shadows, and searched for a long time on the dark ground where no moonlight could shine before he found the tree.

   It's too small.

   A very small sapling, just over one meter high, but three fingers thick, it is easy to be overlooked in the uneven and undulating shadows around it.

   The main reason is that the hollow tree trunk in Verdasil is too large, and the faint black mist lingering below is still actively protecting it.

   If it weren't for the perception enhancement brought by the endless hunting, the pirates would definitely need to search below for longer.

   "I don't remember you being so young."

   He stood in the shadows, akimbo, looking at the sapling that seemed to be trembling in front of him, then reached out and took the Azzinoth shard from his waist and injected magic into it to set the dagger on fire.

   But soon, he realized the reason, tilted his head and said:

   "Ah, is it because I arrived more than 20 years early?

  To burn this little sapling of you is really cruel. If the madmen from the Rende Society see it again, they will definitely make a wanted notice for me. "

   said, the pirate looked at the heights of Greythroat Fort.

   In the middle and lower part of the bearman spiral city with one ring and one ring, on the node passage leading to the bottom layer, Tur Fury Claw is "opening the unparalleled" there.

   This black bear warrior started to unleash his rage once he was freed.

  It began to heal after its blessed body was rescued, and the rage given by Ursoc made it dare to challenge the fallen furbolg of the whole city.

  It tirelessly wields its black claws, and every blow can cut down the Fallen Bearman that rushes in front of its eyes. Judging from its red rage posture, it must have activated its active rage.

   And it's smart.

   maintained a rare sanity in the endless fury, and did not take the initiative to rush to the fallen bearmen in the whole city to die, but stuck on the side of the road leading to the lower level.

   The place is very narrow, and only two bearmen are allowed to walk side by side, which greatly limits the attack efficiency of the fallen bearmen.

   No matter how many they are, they can only rush over two bearmen each time, and then they are smashed like melons and vegetables by angry claws. There are also violent bearmen who sense the call of the tree below Greymaw Fort.

   But if they want to rush over to protect their "sacred tree", they have to pass the level of the bear warrior first.

   As for jumping directly from a height

Do not make jokes.

  These bearmen are only infected by the void, and they are not directly immortal, and they are not stupid. They will fall to death if they jump from such a high place.

   "This bear man is so fierce, he deserves to be Ursoc's lair guard. But he is injured, he will be fighting desperately, but he will not last long."

  The pirate admired his "new bodyguard"'s wild fighting posture. He couldn't help cheering for Tur when he slashed the big head of a fallen bearman with one claws and roared in the blood.

   I thought that if the orcs passed through the Dark Portal and attacked the first werebear tribe they encountered in Azeroth, it was estimated that those greenskins would pack their bags and go back to Draenor that night.

   Azeroth can really fight a lot of life, human beings are just the bottom of Azeroth's biological chain.

   But unfortunately, most of these big guys who can fight live in some strange places, which is really a pity.

   "Poof"

   The dagger burning with evil flames was swung by the pirates and slashed at the lush sapling in front of him.

   With the infusion of magic power, the embers of Azzinoth with a dark green head and a shape like a fire element were summoned.

As soon as this evil fire element appeared, he waved his claws under the order of the pirates, and sprayed scorching evil flames towards the poor and weak little sapling, burning off the branches and leaves of the small tree in an instant, letting it in It swayed more violently in the scorching fire.

   This tree is not innocent.

   It grew out of the roots of the great tree, Voldrassil, which was polluted by the Old Gods.

   was born to absorb the terrifying malice under this land. The bears have moved into the Greymaw Fort for thousands of years, but they have suddenly gone mad in the last ten years, which is absolutely inseparable from its growth.

   This will be burned by evil flames that are hotter than ordinary flames, but it can also persist in the fire without being scorched, which also proves its extraordinary.

   But as Black summoned the second Embers of Azzinoth, the tree also felt the danger under the ravages of the two large Felfire elements.

   It swayed in the fire, and the pirates vaguely heard a strange sound, like a howl, or a stronger call.

The fallen bearmen who were blocked by Tur Claw became more and more agitated. Under the roar of several elder bearmen who were holding rotten wooden staffs and covered with strange tentacles, some of the fallen bearmen began to jump down towards the ground. .

  The pirate watched the bearmen jump down desperately like dumplings in front of the burning evil fire, and his expression under the battle helmet became serious.

   The other hand twitched lightly, and the cold hail long sword also jumped into his hand.

   These bears aren't just dying.

As the first dozens of bearmen jumped down and smashed to death on the ground, the bearmen who jumped down later began to have surviving individuals. The remains of those forerunners formed a "meat pad" on the ground, helping them absorb some impact force. .

   In addition, the bearman itself has rough skin and thick flesh, and now he has the extra vitality blessed by the Void Corrosion. After less than five minutes, the bearman fell down, but limped back up again.

   They used this suicidal madness to bypass the obstruction of the **** warrior Tur Ragepaw, and howled and rushed towards the burning sapling.

   But there seems to be an invisible line in front of them.

   The first bear man who crossed the invisible thread was still roaring, the icy cold sword was inserted into his brain like a needle, and pulled out in the next instant, the pirate's burning dagger pierced outwards and pierced through the mouth of the second bear man.

The    magic infusion made the evil fire element born in the throat of the bear man, the scorching flame burned its head in an instant, and the evil fire element with its teeth and claws wanted to help the pirates fight.

   was instructed by the pirates to jump towards the sapling behind him.

More and more bearmen    jumped down, but they still couldn't cross the invisible line. Black shuttled in the shadows, and every time was a neat one-hit kill.

  Although the rising black mist prevented the moonlight from falling, and there was no moonlight enhancement, it was enough to hide in this dark place.

   Those furious bearmen couldn't catch his breath at all, not to mention finding the figure of the pirate in the tumbling in the shadows. Black threw the long sword in his hand, and the whistling hail pierced the heart of a bearman.

  The accumulated cold air erupted outwards like a shock wave, coating the bearmen within twenty yards with a layer of ice, slowing their impact.

  The pirate's figure appeared on the bear man's corpse in an instant, and at the same time he pulled out the hailstone, his figure spun.

  The heavy watchman's cloak was rolled up, the serrated blades on the edge danced into a whirlwind of knives, and the shadow blow attached to the seal of the master assassin shattered the six fallen bearmen around.

He glanced around, took a few steps forward, stepped on the head of a fallen bear man, jumped into the air with the force of the impact, waved his palms outward, the shadows were shaped into four-cornered darts, and moved towards the pirates like a hidden sword storm. rained down.

   These small, light attacks aren't enough to break through the bearman's tough fur.

   But it can be used to activate the Imprisonment Blade.

   In the area where the pirates threw the darts, all the bearmen were forcibly imprisoned, lost sight and were stunned, and the pirates in mid-air landed on their heads with flickering.

  Holding hail and evil fire daggers, arms outstretched, shadows gathered, flames and cold entwined, danced into an elegant and deadly death from the sky in the rotation of the body.

  Those shattered shadow blades that revolved around Black pierced into the flesh, and when the pirates landed, they bloomed in place like a scarlet flower, and the corpses of the headless bears swayed and fell.

   But more fallen werebears were still pounding.

  Black can block one side, but not the surroundings behind him. The Greymaw Fort is round, and the bears are also charging down on the other side, and the demon portal opens in front of them.

  Crazed Demon Guards rushed out with a horde of roaring fiends, supported by Glazer the Big-Eyed with magical beams from his seven eyes.

  Unfortunately, there is only one handsome pirate who kills bearmen like mowing grass.

  Blake's pathetic and mad demon minion was torn to shreds by a raging bearman within five minutes of rushing out of the portal.

  Clinflan is worthy of the title of the crazy demon guard,

   It was still slashing and slaying the bear man at the last moment when it was torn apart, but it was just an elite demon, and it really had no advantage in the face of the bear man’s siege in terms of strength.

   As for those low-level demons, it is even more unbearable.

  At the same time that Clinflan was torn apart, the low-level evil dogs whimpered and fled back into the Twisting Void.

   "Sad bastard, stand up! Keep killing!"

  The roar of the pirates echoed in the bearman's roar.

   He sensed the pain of Clinflan being torn apart, so he pulled Gul'dan's skull from his chest, extracted the fel energy from it, and reshaped the body for his demon servant in the material world.

   In the blazing flames, the soul of Clinflane who went back to the Twisting Void was forcibly summoned back.

   It felt its own rebirth, and before it was too late to thank its master, it picked up the magic steel battle axe at hand, and charged towards the bear man in front of him.

   There was also Black who threw a shadowy rage between the battles, knocking out the bearmen in a large area, allowing his demon servants to pick up the big axe and creating a slaughtering storm of destruction on the spot.

   "For Ursoc!"

  Tur Wrathpaw in the heights saw that the battlefield below was tight, and also saw that under the burning of the four evil fire elements, the evil tree was already crumbling.

   He didn't care about the danger, he turned around and shouted the name of Ursoc, and jumped down.

  The corpses of the fallen bearmen also absorbed the impact for it, making it limping towards the fallen bearmen surrounded by all sides. When the war was critical, the bearmen did not care about their own consumption.

  It galloped on the ground like a primitive wild bear, then jumped up and smashed into the fallen bearman with a terrifying impact, smashing the ground together with the fallen bearman in it.

In the original and wild roar, Ursoc's divine power was transformed into a black giant bear in wooden armor, and two huge slaps swung left and right in front of him, barely blocking the brave bear man. charge.

   "You really burnt this piece of shit."

  The pirate swung the moonblade forward, and the thing cut down a bear man like a tree, and chopped into the spine of the second bear man in the jump, and jumped to the third bear man again.

  Blake looked back at the burning sapling in the center of the battlefield. The burning of the four evil fire elements did not make it burn to ashes.

   This ancient god's creation is really weird.

   or else

   Just cut it first, right?

  The pirate thought of this, raised the blazing blade Sanksu and charged towards the sapling.

   He flashed over, raised the knife in his hand and fell, and the legendary sharp blade slashed down like a falling cherry axe, but it was not able to cut it off in one fell swoop, instead it was embedded in the slender tree trunk.

   Black liquid flowed out from the wound of the tree trunk, stained on the blade, turned into a black mist, and swung towards Black with claws and claws.

  This cunning thing has persisted until now, but it is just waiting for this moment.

   It will pull Black into Yogg-Saron's nightmare too!

   "You're dead but your heart doesn't know it yet"

   Strange and chaotic, as if a thousand mouths opened at the same time, overlapping and overlapping, the sounds coming out in various languages ​​filled the pirate's ears, and in the phantom sound, a dark illusion unfolded in front of his eyes.

   He saw himself standing in a sea of ​​skulls and laughing wildly, and the one who was trampled under his feet was Dai Lin's still scary head.

   And what he held in his hand was Jaina's little head.

  The blond hair was dyed red, and the pale and painful eyes above the head were still filled with blood and tears.

   "Brother. It hurts"

  The weird voice turned into Jaina's painful cry, slapping on the pirate's hard-hearted sanity, and then the picture changed, and he himself seemed to be sinking into the cold and dark sea water in the smoke of gunpowder.

  Behind him was the Nagfar disintegrating in the water, and below him was the opening of the mouth of the abyss.

   "In that dark jungle. There is a little lamb that lost its way. Hehe, you have the same dream again."

   "Black, wake up! Now is not the time to sleep, take out your **** shield! Yogg-Saron made a trap for you"

  Xalatas's scream resounded in the chaotic thoughts of the pirates, like a beam of beacon to wake the pirates, Blake shook his head and reached out to take out the shield of Odin.

   But from the evil tree that was finally ignited in the flames in front of him, the last fallen divine power it possessed was slapped, making Blake's quick movements in the shadows slow down.

"Roar"

   At the most critical moment, a young dragon roar sounded from high in the dark night, and a small star in the shape of a dragon rushed down from the tree trunk.

   Overcame her inner fear, let out a sharp dragon throat, and bowed her head as she flew over the ground of Greymaw Fort.

   Sprinkles the piercing icy breath on the fallen bearmen surging around, creating an ice wall full of spiky chills, temporarily blocking the bearmen's charge.

   In the same deformation and rolling like diving, it turned into a human form and landed in front of the pirates.

   Little Xingxing, who was still wearing a slap print on her face, showed a malicious light in her eyes. She waved her palm in the cold air and pulled it down towards Blake.

   "Hey! Don't listen, bastard!"

   Seeing how excited she was, this sly blue dragon must have come to avenge the slap just now.

"Snapped"

  Blake grabbed her wrist.

In the other hand of    the pirate, the shield of Odin had also been taken out, and the fallen divine power that Yogg Saron had only tasted was dispelled. Blake glanced at Xiao Xingxing with an embarrassed expression, and then at the sapling that had completely collapsed in the flames, and said:

   "Well, I was almost overcast by you, just a little bit. I'll work harder next time."

   (end of this chapter)