Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 539 92. The shameful incident in Silverpine Forest

"boom"

   The double-barreled shotgun in old Hemet fired furiously.

   The two bullets that flew out exploded the head of the elite Demon Hound that was chasing him at both ends, and the disgusting head of the monster was opened by the bullets, making the disgusting demon even more disgusting.

   But a quick and instant kill can't change the embarrassing situation of the old dwarf.

   "The mad druid is followed by the demon? This night is really my disaster day!"

The old dwarf gritted his teeth and cursed. He threw out two fragmentation grenades, and killed a group of self-destructing goblins who rushed behind him. The fel energy exploded and burned when these crazy guys died, setting the surrounding woods on fire. .

   In the burning green flame, Hemet panted and loaded the shotgun in his hand, while scolding:

   "Will there be a giant dragon coming on the stage for a while to 'add to the fun' for me?"

   "Mao Mao, come on!"

   The hapless dwarf will be barefoot, whistling, summoning his wild beast, and commanding the albino silverback gorilla to wildly attack the demon chasing behind him.

  This gorilla also has a history.

It is said to be the chosen incarnation of Loa worshiped by a small tribe of trolls in Stranglethorn Vale. It is much stronger than ordinary beasts, but because the Loa itself is weak, the fighting power of this chosen gorilla is naturally incomparable. Blake's Big Bear.

   Although Dajiao has a good temper, he is a serious Ursoc blood. There are more powerful beasts than it in this world, but there will never be too many.

   However, the old dwarf creatively got two big steel fists for his orangutan pet, which effectively made up for the lack of attack power of the gorilla.

   Let it smash the ground with a fist, almost punching a low-level demon.

   But the wildness of the orangutan also proved the weakness and embarrassment of the old Hemet. He is a master sniper and needs to use pets to delay time.

   What a shame!

  His sniper rifle was snatched away, and he didn’t know where the pistol was thrown. His left arm was in severe pain, and the toxin of snake oil was still affecting his eyesight.

   To make matters worse, walking with bare feet is really uncomfortable.

   This will leave only a double-barreled shotgun for mid-range sniping.

  Fortunately, the firearms in Hemet's hands are true masters, and the double-barreled shotgun with less accuracy does not prevent the old dwarf from slaughtering demons with one shot and two.

   And the real problem is that he was unprepared for this encounter, and he had no idea that there was still such a large-scale demon stronghold hidden deep in the Silverpine Forest.

   Do mages in Dalaran eat dry rice?

   A bunch of negligent bastards!

   Their mistakes and laziness, now they are going to send old Hemet into a corner again, damn, how many times is this the first time he has fallen into a corner tonight?

  The old dwarf cursed, and took out his shotgun and aimed for a headshot.

He stepped back, reloading in the "creative" rude manner of the dwarves, greeting all the mages in Dalaran and all the druids of the Rende Society, and all the female ancestors of the stinky pirates who robbed him them.

   fully expressed his desire to have a deep communication with all the above bastards, as well as the mother and grandma of this group of **** demons in front of him.

   He was really tired tonight.

   He never wants to go through this kind of **** that "can't kill him will only make him stronger".

   "Maomao, come back!"

  Hemet loaded the bullets, whistled to let his wild pet rush back, lay down on the gorilla's solid shoulders, and instructed his pet to carry him to break through in the other direction.

   The demon in front of him can't stop a raging legendary hunter. Any demon who dares to block the road, no matter what type, no matter what size, whether it can fly or run.

   will be shot in the head by the enraged dwarf.

   But these demons were just cannon fodder to delay him, and soon, the real threat appeared.

  In the keen perception of old Hemet, there was a strange and heavy hoof sound in the dark forest behind him.

   He glanced back and saw that nine black knights wearing black armor, hoods, and using different weapons were riding their weird, vicious and vicious heavy armored **** horses, chasing and killing him.

   Those guys were strangely silent, each exuding a chilling evil atmosphere, and the warhorses under their crotch were also very strange, walking on the ground in the forest full of trees, without being slowed down at all.

"Dry!"

   The dwarf hunter cursed, urging the gorilla under him to speed up.

   turned around and picked up the shotgun, aimed briefly and pulled the trigger.

"boom"

The    sniper projectile flew in and knocked one of the nine black knights off his horse. The guy's helmet and hood exploded, but his head was protected by a strange energy.

   He staggered to his feet and was about to get on his horse, but was hit in the head again by the unreasonably strong second Hemet sniper.

   This time, the evil power that his demon master gave him can't protect him.

   The headless corpse of the black knight smashed to the ground.

   But the strange thing is that the other eight black knights didn't care about the death of their comrades at all. They didn't even stop to check, but moved the horses more quickly to encircle the old dwarves.

   That kind of impatience, like a group of hungry big-bellied men, smelling delicious food and wanting to pounce on it.

   "Maomao, hurry up!"

   old Hemet yelled.

  Unfortunately, gorillas are not the kind of beasts that can run long distances, no matter from any point of view.

   They have poor stamina.

  The albino gorilla Maomao also wanted to help his master escape from pursuit, but he couldn't do it, so he was pushed by the current situation and simply threw the old dwarf on the ground.

   Then turned around and slapped his chest, activating his own wild rage in the roar of rage, turned around and rushed towards the black knight behind him.

   It will use its own life to give its owner time to breathe.

   "Maomao, no! Come back!"

   The dwarf got up from the ground and saw his pets fiercely threw the two black knights off the warhorse.

   He roared in despair, took out fragmentation grenades and wildfire bombs, red eyes, and rushed towards the black knight in front of him, who he could not beat at all.

   Hunters will never let their loyal pets fight alone, let alone sacrifice pets for their own lives.

   Qualified hunters can never do this.

   "Death is just reincarnation, and each reincarnation makes us stronger. You have no chance! Sad dwarf."

   The black knight leader Aridin let out a cruel laugh.

   He rode on his horse and charged from the flank with his heavy sword. Old Hemet was entangled by three black knights. He avoided the charge of Eredin's warhorse, but did not escape the sweep of the black knight's heavy sword.

  The power of fel energy and shadow was wrapped around the magic steel sword, and with just one slash, the exhausted old dwarf was slapped and flew out, and the shotgun in his hand was also cut into two pieces with a harsh sound.

   "Bastard! Come on!"

   The disgraced Hemet climbed up on the ground, grabbed his dwarf one-handed axe, and provoked the black knight who was rushing in front of him.

   He's going to die.

he knows.

   This is a real desperate situation.

  This is the last hunting, what a pity, I became the prey that others will boast about.

   "Whoosh"

   Just as Hemet was desperate to make his last push, the shrill howl of a gryphon sounded from the darkness above his head.

   A charged sniper arrow with a terrifying sprinting power in the high-speed rotation, cut the head of the black knight's **** warhorse charging in front of him from the center.

  The headless horse fell forward, causing the black knight, who was holding the warhammer full of momentum, to fall to the ground in a bad posture like a dog gnawing at the mud.

   The unfortunate rolled forward, and finally jumped from the sky. The guy who fell from the sky stepped on his head with his polished boots and was forcibly stopped in place.

   His cool helmets were thrown out, revealing his thin and fel magic head.

   The latter raised his head with difficulty, and his ferocious green eyes saw Nathanos Maris who was smiling at him with the animal bone war spear on his head.

   "Hello, Black Knights. I've heard many times about your 'treasure hunt' legend. This is the first time we've met. Let me give you a 'gift' for Black."

   After finishing speaking, the Goron Bone War Spear polished by the elf craftsman plunged into the black knight's open mouth with precision and precision.

"boom"

With a muffled sound, the hapless black knight's body twitched violently.

   "Go and save the faithful beast!"

  Marris waved his hand, and Desolation and Electric Claw went in tandem to support the gorilla Maomao who was being beaten by the three black knights.

  The old dwarf who escaped from death sat on the spot panting. He looked at Maris, who was squatting down and searching for the headless body of the black knight. He said:

   "Did I know you before? Man, why did you save me?"

   "I just came out to hunt, it was an accident to save you."

  The Ranger General of Lordaeron took off the black knight's bag under his feet, tied the bag containing the treasure to himself, and said without looking up:

   "And you obviously don't know anything about the 'generousness' of the legendary black knights, you hapless old dwarf. I heard from my friends that these guys are the richest people in all of Azeroth!

   And they are 'philanthropic' and like to 'help' those who need 'help' the most.

   This time it was luck, but don’t let them run away. "

  Maris said one-liners, grabbed Song of the Arrows, and fired at the black knights who were besieging the beasts ahead.

   A few seconds later, a low horn sounded from the back of the forest, the black knights seemed to have encountered unexpected trouble, and they were preparing to retreat.

   "Hey, can you still fight?"

  Marris looked back at the old dwarf, who wiped the blood from his beard and stepped forward with a one-handed axe. The Ranger General threw him the standard Alliance elite musket in his suitcase.

   patted the old dwarf on the shoulder, gave him a thumbs up, and said:

   "I'll fight for you in front of me, Master, show me a hand."

  Old Hemet, who got the gun again, didn't answer, just pushed the bullet into the barrel with a click, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on his embarrassed face.

   "Oh yeah, come on baby!"

   The old dwarf who was full of anger gritted his teeth and said so.

   In the next instant, a deadly sniper bullet burst out.

  The pirates who have already entered the deep forest have no intention to waste time on meaningless battles. The black knights are immortal, and it is pointless to kill them with all their strength.

   He just wants to loot the treasure now.

   ran to the corpse of the black knight killed by old Hemet before, and was about to pick a soft persimmon and squeeze it, but he was caught off guard by a terrifying fel storm that erupted in the burning forest behind.

  The pirate was stunned for a moment, then climbed up the big tree next to him briskly, and looked back.

   He saw the female demon hunter who had entered the demon transformation, fighting a big demon lord summoned by the black knight in the burning forest.

   Coincidentally, he also knew the race of the demon lord.

   Not only did he know him, but he was already the one who was about to vomit.

   "Yo, isn't this Zhakun, the 'Older of the Three Dynasties'? It's an old acquaintance."

  The pirate spat fiercely.

   The guy who is raging in the distance is completely a magnified demon guard.

  The only difference is that the magic steel armor on it is more gorgeous and thicker than ordinary demon guards, but it is the same style. Even the magic steel spikes behind him and the sharp-blade battle helmet on his head are exactly the same.

   In fact, this kind of demon called "Fel Lord" is indeed an advanced form of Demon Guardian.

  Black's loyal demon, the crazy Clinflan, as long as he has enough time to grow, he will also be promoted to such a high-level demon form in the future.

   They are the melee demon commanders in the Burning Legion. They are very good at hand-to-hand combat and have powerful strength. This will be very uncomfortable for female demon hunters who have been transformed by demons.

   It is estimated that this demon hunter who ran out in the middle of the night to "eat supper" did not expect that she would encounter such a powerful demon lord in Silverpine Forest.

   "It seems that Daglop said that the demon worshipers who are active in Azeroth and try to summon Archimonde into the material world are these black knights."

  Black squinted his eyes and looked at the battle in front of him. That female demon hunter couldn't possibly be an opponent of such a fel lord. Even with Demon Transformation activated, her rout is only a matter of time.

  The pirates did not intend to step forward to help.

   In other words, he was waiting for the most suitable opportunity.

   "Wow! Demon! Evil, tremble under the wrath of the dragon!"

   But Blake chose to judge the situation, but there were people who were not afraid and went head-to-head.

  Under the stunned gaze of the pirates, the little stars rushing down from the sky carried Jaina and Ellie who were screaming, and rushed towards the fel lord who was pressing down on the demon hunter.

   The idiot blue dragon seems to be planning to use his magic to help the brave "female demon" who is fighting demons.

   But she overlooked one very important thing.

   That is her own strength, not as strong as that Demon Hunter.

   "Don't go over"

  Black raised his hand to warn, and saw that the fel lord smashed his magic steel axe towards the sky, and the terrifying weapon entwined with fel energy spun toward the sky.

   even brought a deep sonic boom.

   A demon who can become a fel lord is not stupid without even anti-air tactics.

   "Poof"

  While the pirates covered their eyes in desperation, the little star sprayed with ice in the sky was hit head-on by an axe, and the dragon language magic shield outside the body was shattered.

   She whimpered, swirling from the sky to the edge of the burning forest, wrapped in frost, like a catastrophic crash site.

   How handsome he was when he appeared, how embarrassing he would be when he fell.

   "I've warned you again and again, but I still can't stop you, a blue dragon, who came here for shame."

  Blake covered his eyes in despair and said:

   "Very good, you will be the new "Shame of the Blue Dragon" in the future."

   (end of this chapter)