Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 576 129. The Assassin Transforms into a Great Battle

   "Black Shaw!"

  Seeing the pirates appear in the shadows, the assassinated master Assassin Farad, who was destroyed and assassinated, said his name in a tone of disgust, sigh and helplessness.

   But the pirates ignored him.

   The Eye of Kilrogg on his shoulder rotated, looking at Varian Wrynn and Lothar with his arms down beside him, he said:

   "Take him away, to Pho or to the blue dragon. Don't go to Dalaran, it's going to end soon."

   "Don't you need help?"

   Varian had always heard about Black.

   But this is the first time he has actually met and communicated with Blake. Facing the persuasion of the pirates, the young king glanced at the sword in his hand and then at the fierce battle in the shadows around him, and said:

   "I don't trust those dragons, I think it might be safer for the Marshal to stay here."

   "I'm not talking to you, young man, why are you interrupting? Adults talk, children shut up!"

  Black replied rudely.

   made Varian stunned, and Lothar also smirked.

  The old marshal didn't say much, grabbed Varian's shoulder with his hand, and left outside the shadow curtain under the **** of a team of MI7 agents.

  Lothar has cooperated with Black to complete today's "hunting".

   The last two faction masters of the deeply hidden Ravenholdt were brought out, and Black would also abide by the "promise" to solve the threat from the assassins for the old marshal.

   As for Lothar's troubles elsewhere

   He didn't pay the miserly and greedy pirates, so the old marshal took care of it himself.

   Farad did not stop Lothar and Varian from leaving. With the presence of Master Assassin Black, even with his strength strengthened by dragon blood, it would be difficult to successfully complete the assassination.

   And his partner, Master Karru, this would have been trapped by Shaw and Nathanos together.

  The battle between the old masters and the new stars is going on very fiercely, and there is no hope of which side can win.

   In this shadow curtain constructed with dark magic that covers an entire dark alley block, there are knives colliding in the darkness everywhere, and there are roars of blood and pain everywhere.

   In the **** "fighting" in this dark paddock, the assassins of the four factions fought silently for their own morality.

   No one backed away.

   At the very center of the battlefield, Black and Farad were also ready to fight.

   On the road of assassination, they have reached their level. Unless there is a fatal weakness to be grasped by the opponent, the result of every life-and-death battle is difficult to predict.

  The victory or defeat of the Assassin Master will always be in such a thrilling moment.

   "I have one last question before we do our best and try to kill each other."

   In the sound of fighting around, Blake said softly:

   "Mother Shaw told me that the Duke disappeared a few months ago, and everyone thought you were leading this internal rebellion, and I initially thought so too.

   But then I found out that it doesn’t seem to be the case.

   You are just an executor.

The real mastermind and leader is the 'missing' Jorazzi Ravenholdt, who is behind the scenes and the one who least wants to see Lothar settle the Seven Kingdoms and reunite the power of the Empire .

   He hopes that human civilization will continue to maintain the current state of division and unity.

  Only in this way can Ravenholdt survive for a long time in the chaotic cracks, and absorb nutrients and thrive in the shadow of civilization. Alas, I'm so stupid sometimes.

   So, my question is, where is the 'duke' who orchestrated all this? What is the relationship between him and the black dragon?

   Did he take refuge with those arrogant fools just like you? "

   "Don't use the word 'fellow', we're just cooperating with them."

  Farad's figure flashed, and he used a shadow step to jump behind the pirate.

The    speed was so fast that the Eye of Kilrogg on the pirate's shoulder could not be caught, but the deadly backstab was still missing.

   A whirlwind of knives was set off between the rotations, involving Farad who was about to escape into the shadows.

  The latter used the Shadow Cloak to forcefully eat the Blade Storm, but the moment the two really fought, they were forced to judge by the Imprisoned Blade, and were forced to enter a stun that would cause them to lose their vision for a second.

   Facing the burning dagger stabbed by the pirates, a magic accessory on Farad's body was activated, allowing him to escape into the shadows with vanishing the moment he escaped his imprisonment.

   In the first wave of contact, Falad's skills were completely at a disadvantage in the face of the pirates' unreasonable watchman tactics.

   His voice loomed in the shadows around him, continuing the topic just now:

   "Only guys like Conn and Macross who are old and frail and fear death will sincerely serve the black dragon as their master.

   I and them are just taking what we need. "

   This answer made the pirate frown.

   His endless pursuit is activated, and he captures any fluctuations in every inch of space around him. While searching for Farad in the shadows, he said briskly:

   "You guys are playing really big, so sneakily colluding with the black dragon, aren't you afraid that after the other giant dragons kill the black dragon, they will come back and kill you?"

   "Don't be afraid, the Duke has a way to quell their anger."

   Farad, who seems to be in several different places at the same time, replied:

   "He's been working on it lately."

   "Got it! I know his way. What a clever strategy, betting on both the Dragon Army and the Black Dragon at the same time, so that no matter which side wins, you'll have a way back."

   Black nodded.

   In the next instant, his ears moved.

   The moon blade in his hand whistled and flew to his side, and the whistling moon blade whirled towards the assassin master walking in the shadows, and the figure of the pirate disappeared at the same time.

   "What about you? Farad. Your choice to accept the power of the black dragon means that you will become the enemy of all dragons and dragonborn in the future. If it is just for the pursuit of power, this choice is too reckless."

   Before he finished speaking, the master assassin was forced out from stealth by the double attack of the swirling moon blade and the dancing leaping sword.

  After activating the simple and rude special effects of the legendary long sword, Farad was forced to dodge and retreat by the pirates with amazing attack speed. In just three seconds of fighting, Black poked six holes in his body.

   The black dragon-grade armor on his body was also torn apart by the scorching shards of Azzinoth.

   The three-headed evil fire element summoned by the infusion of magic power swung towards Farad with fangs and claws, and ignited all the places where the assassin master was located with flying flames.

   But the weapon in Farad's hand is also extraordinary,

  These long and short daggers obviously have the effect of smashing demons. After Farad was forced to launch the high-level assassin's stunt killing feast, he only used three displacements to smash the core of the evil fire element.

   But when the fourth displacement hit Black, the pirate raised his hand and smashed it down with a shadowy rage, covering the surroundings with shadow magic, forcibly interrupting the killing feast of fast displacement assassination.

Blake flicked his fingers, and the curse of exhaustion, corruption, sacrifice, demon seed and other warlock magics were applied to Farad, which reduced the latter's speed for a moment, and appeared in front of Farad in flickering. Sword, a shadow attack strikes forward.

   "Poof"

  The Leap Cutter pierced through the Master Assassin's battle armor and waist, but the muscles of the wound were tight, not only did no blood flow out, but instead, Black's weapon was stuck in it.

"Snapped"

  Farad's hand clasped the pirate's left wrist, and under the full-covered visor, his tone was still calm and cold:

   "Caught you!"

   "But what's the use?"

   At the same time, the icy double-barreled shotgun was on Farad’s chin, and Black said:

   "Catch me doesn't mean beat me, it's just the beginning. Don't worry, we're not done talking yet, I'll start asking about the next topic."

"boom"

   Four bullets with super-impact salvo fired from the muzzle, and Farad's head was raised, his entire face was bloody, and the huge impact at zero distance rolled the master assassin backwards.

   But the pirate's left wrist also made a crunch.

  Savarick's shield collapsed in an instant, and the bones of his hand, which had not yet entered the transcendent realm, were abruptly dislocated by the fingers of the master assassin covered with black dragon scales.

   This is still the magic shield to offset part of the damage. If the opponent's power is fully exerted, the pirate's arm may be torn off by Farad in front of him.

   The long-lost pain made the face under the pirate battle helmet twitch.

   On the surface, however, he was still as steady as an old dog, as if the pain just now did not exist, he just moved his other hand and snapped back the dislocated fingers one by one.

   Farad did not rush forward to fight.

   The results of the two rounds of confrontation told him that in the battle in human form, whether in terms of skill or shadow affinity, he was no match for Black.

   His combat experience is better than that of pirates, but unfortunately this is not enough to win the victory. If he wants to keep the smelly pirates here, he must use his new power.

   So black scales are covering, bones and flesh are alienating, as if some kind of "battle seal" has been unlocked, making Farad's breathing thicker.

  The pirate threw another healing stone into his mouth, glanced at the "crippled, lightly injured" status that appeared on the character card, and then glanced at the changing Master Assassin in front of him.

   The latter information is projected in front of the pirates through reconnaissance:

   Name: "Hand of Ravenholdt" / "Master Assassin" Farad

   Race: Human/Half-Dragonborn

   Common Occupation: Level 60 Assassin·Elite/Level 60 Rogue·Elite

  Legendary Class: Level 8 Shadowblade

   Endless Hunt · Weakness Discovery:

  The black dragon imitated the natural deformation of the druids, and gave the power of the giant dragon to his followers through the blood of the black dragon. Farad is the leader of the black dragons.

   He has been able to manipulate the power of the Dragonborn to change into different forms to adapt to different combat environments.

In the form of   Dragon Man, Farad will be regarded as a [Legendary Race], with complete dragon power to suppress, but it will take time for the dragon power to perfectly integrate with his fighting style as an assassin.

   This may be a weakness that can be exploited.

   "click"

  Black chewed the disgusting healing stone in his mouth.

   He narrowed his eyes and raised his head to look at Farad, who had been transformed into a dragon in front of him. The latter had turned into a behemoth over five meters tall and could not see a human shape at all.

   "Blake Shaw, you're amazing, you excel in every way.

The duke admired you very much, and I was very jealous of you at one point, until the duke showed me your plan, and with the entire Ravenholdt intelligence system in full swing, we barely pieced together your position in the Church of the Light, Altland Arrangements in the gram and elven civilization, we are guessing the purpose of your coming to Dalaran.

   We spied some and took advantage of your plan to get rid of the underdogs in the League of Assassins who had to be weeded out by your hand. "

  Falad completed his transformation, and he said sincerely:

   "You can join us, you are also a Master Assassin, as long as we work together to bring the rotten Ravenjodra back on track, you will also enjoy the supreme status in the entire underworld.

   Whatever you are after!

   Wealth, fame, status, we can all give you!

   Your potential and ability are worthy of this compliment.

  Your dark intelligence can easily sweep the world, and only those who survive this round of chaotic screening can continue to share in the glory of Ravenholdt. "

   "Haha, it's ridiculous, you still think there is any 'honor' for a group of assassins who kill for money!"

  The pirate laughed and looked around. In this shadow curtain shaped by the black dragon magic, he moved his shoulders comfortably, and absorbed a huge amount of magic power from Gul'dan's skull and poured it into his body.

   The shadow storm that once appeared in Silverpine Forest reappeared, and Farad's heart beat violently.

   Once again, he realized that something was wrong, and he waved his huge dragon claw and smashed it towards the shadow storm in front of him.

   The surging magic storm was easily torn apart.

   But the magic power after the blast turned into a large swath of flying black bats with blood-red eyes, which smashed directly on Farad's ugly and arrogant half-dragon head.

   swept to the back again amid the noise of the flapping of many wings, forming the figure of a demonized Black in mid-air, with the jet-black Nasrezim wings unfolding behind him, supporting the pirate's figure.

  He looked down at Farad below, like a sentence, and said:

   "When you decide to sell your skills to anyone just to make a living, you have become the lowest existence in my eyes.

  You have succeeded in reducing the image of assassins in people's hearts to the category of thieves and pickpockets, destroying the name of assassins and the style and meaning it represents.

   And Ravenhold's proud 'volume' and 'reputation' are worthless in my opinion!

   It's too old.

   It's already too decadent.

   Every time I come into contact with you, I can hear the overwhelmed groans from this bloated, rancid system, wailing and begging for my relief. "

   Blake, who was recklessly releasing the shape of a demon, raised his claws to the sky, held a virtual thing, and made a throwing control downward.

In the dark green fire flashing in the sky, the three-headed hellfire demons turned into meteorites. They were summoned from the twisted void by the innate magic of the Dread Demon King, and smashed into the shadow where he was isolated from inside and outside. in the curtain.

   "The world doesn't need so many heroes! Likewise, it doesn't need so many self-righteous assassins. After I kill you, I'll have a good talk with Your Excellency the Duke.

   I told him the last time we met.

  People must obey the old and leave opportunities to the young.

   It seems that he didn't listen, and he doesn't intend to give up his throne, so there's nothing to talk about. Besides, asking me to pay a loyal commission is expensive, and you can't afford me.

   You wouldn't be naive enough to think that an ambitious man like me would be willing to be subservient? "

   Black shouted in pure demon tongue:

   "I'm a pirate! I'm a warlock!

  What I want, I will take it back with my own hands.

   And you, you thought you had figured out my fighting style, and after realizing that skillful fighting was not an advantage, you would use this brute force and violent attitude to crush me, a bug.

   Nice plan.

   But the problem is, like you, I hide some harmless 'little secrets'.

  You have transformed yourself from a skilled master assassin to a crappy dragon warrior, trying to challenge a noble spellcaster as a warrior.

   Oh, my poor Farad, you are humiliating yourself in ways I can't even imagine. "

   (end of this chapter)