Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 581 134. The weight of justice

   "clang"

   The buzzing dagger flew out in a short and violent collision.

   In the dark palace, the tall assassin took a step back. He covered his trembling right hand, where there was a bleeding wound, and the black face covering on his face was torn by a sharp object and divided in two.

   revealed the Duke's well-maintained, somewhat yuppie old face.

  Beside Lothar's bed, in the shadow division, footsteps designed like high-heeled shoes stepped on the ground, and a slender and tall figure walked out slowly in the rhythmic sound.

   She was wearing a thick dark green cloak with sharp blades, wearing a war-scarred watchman's armor, and on her shoulders stood a spirit owl that shone with the warm moonlight in the dark.

   In the closed sharp gauntlets, there is a shadow moon blade with three edges.

   A drop of blood was slowly dripping from the blade of the Moon Blade.

"The story of the Demon Hunter spread in Dalaran, and a group of ignorant mages attacked the Kaldorei for their attitude towards 'heroes'. I don't care about the slander, for the Wardens, keeping them is ours responsibility.

   But I'm also curious.

  Standing on the moral high ground and mocking our human beings, how do you treat your own heroes? "

  The Watcher Warden Ms. Nasa paused. She glanced at the pained Lothar, then raised her head and looked at the two assassins in front of her. She said sarcastically:

   "We just want to lock up the dangerous person, but you want to kill him. What I saw today is an eye-opener for me, an old elf who has lived for more than 10,000 years."

   "This has nothing to do with you Kaldorei! I also heard that the mysterious watchmen are not a meddling organization."

The Duke    moved his fingers and said in a gentle tone of dissuasion:

   "Ma'am, you may be able to leave now, don't get involved in this dirty political deal, it will contaminate your hands and contaminate your heart of serving Luna."

   "I don't want to get involved either."

  Nasa tilted her head, the mysterious watchman lady sighed and said:

   "But the prisoner I'm chasing is a real headache.

   He wiped his past cleanly. As an outsider, I am not very familiar with the human kingdom, so I can only collect information through the extremely inefficient method of 'inquiry'.

   Now it's hard to find someone who may know the true identity of Blake Shaw, but you want to kill him. In fact, this has nothing to do with me, but your assassination must be after I have asked the question. "

   "I can tell you who he is."

   Duke Jorazie Ravenholdt says:

   "Although it's just a guess, I think it's probably close to ten."

"you?"

  Nasa looked up and down the Duke, she shook her head and said:

"I don't trust a man who calls himself an 'old friend' but wants to stab the back of his hand. I believe more in what the human hero Anduin Lothar said. Testimony always comes from the mouth of a hero. Be more believable.

  We watchers are not like you chaotic human assassins, we do things by the rules. "

   "Kill the elf! Jorazzi, time is running out."

   The dwarf master assassin who was watching the wind at the door pulled out two bizarre saw-chain daggers and screamed:

   "Isen Lien is coming back, you promised me that this work cannot be discovered by others! Otherwise, my good reputation will be over, I will stop her and you will assassinate Lothar!

quick! "

   "You can't stop it, this is a prison officer, you stupid dwarf, you will be eaten by her as easily as a sandwich cookie."

   This thought appeared in the Duke's mind.

But as soon as he rolled his eyes and picked his left foot, the dagger that had been knocked flying flew back to his hand, and the leader of Ravenholdt assumed an attacking posture. He said solemnly to the dwarf assassin master Zach Yaozhi. :

   "Okay! You go first, be careful."

   "Come on."

The dwarf assassin master will be in a hurry to get out, and he will launch a shadow step in response, whistling and dodge behind Nasa, two weird rotating chainsaw knives make a scalp-numbing buzzing sound, moving towards the slender prison officer. cut off his neck.

  Nasa didn't seem to react at all, and let the weapon hit him.

   "Om"

   was like the sound of a bubble being punctured. Under the stunned gaze of the excited gnome master, the warden in front of him shattered into a foam of shadows flying like it looked in the sun.

   At the same time, the icy gauntlet protruded from the small shadow of the gnome master, clasping the big head of the gnome assassin like a ball.

   lifted the short guy up.

  The power of the Black Moon of the Watcher lingered at Nasa's fingertips, cutting off the connection between Zac Dazzling Fingers and the power of the shadow for a moment, and the shadow cloak that the gnome master was about to release was forcibly interrupted.

   The dwarf wanted to fight back, but the cold moon blade pressed against Sen Han's neck, causing the coward to instantly drop his weapon and raise his hands obediently.

   This is not the same level of competition at all!

   The mere watchman recruit Blake Shaw was able to kill three master assassins in a row. Now this elite warden goes out and kills a dwarf master with a stray personality, just like playing.

What made the dwarf master even more desperate was that the moment he rushed out to stop Ms. Nasa, the old dog thief Jorazzi Ravenholdt, who had agreed to go with him, quietly took a step back and disappeared. in the shadows.

   Damn!

   He even had time to wave goodbye to himself before he left

   Really has a "sense of ritual"!

  I was sold!

   "You should choose your friends carefully, little dwarf."

  Nasa's indifferent voice came from above, causing Zach Yaozhi to shake his body, and the gnome master showed a flattering smile on his face under the armor. He tried to explain:

   "I am a coerced, tall and powerful elf. I am not usually such a reckless character. People who know me praise me for being peaceful, and they all say that I am peaceful and not like an assassin.

I just."

"Snapped"

Before the dwarf could finish speaking, he was thrown to the ground by Nasa. He tried to escape, but a vengeful spirit hidden in the shadow took over as Nasa's guard, and placed the moon blade entirely composed of shadows on the ground. On the forehead of the dwarf.

   If he moved slightly, he would be hacked to death by the spirit of vengeance.

   This cold incarnation of the Black Moon power after death has no emotion at all. It is a pure killing machine that only obeys the watchers they depend on.

   The dwarf assassin master knows how powerful it is, so he can only maintain an awkward gesture of raising his hand, not daring to move.

  Nasa ignored him at all.

The   watchers are a group of stalkers who focus on their goals. She didn't come to save Lothar, she just came to find out the background and origin of Black Shaw.

   She stood beside Lothar, the grace of the Holy Light had receded, the old marshal's poison had spread all over the body, and there was only one last breath left before death.

   "Never seen, thorny poison. Well, worth studying."

  Nasa buckled Lothar's neck and turned it over to check the condition of his neck.

The   watchers are the leading poison masters in Azeroth, because most of the targets they can hunt are indestructible with the moon blade, so poison has become one of their deadly weapons.

  The toxin research that has been passed down for thousands of years has made Nasa see through the difficulty of toxins in Lothar at a glance. Even for them, it is almost impossible to expel this toxin.

  Because it's not pure venom, Kargath must have added some immaterial power to it.

   But fortunately, Nasa doesn't need to cure Lothar, she just needs to wake up the old marshal.

   The watchman stuffed a watcher elf secret medicine he carried into Lothar's mouth, and glanced at the palace gate in front of her, she heard footsteps.

   There is not much time left for her.

   "Wake up! Bald old man."

   The warden slapped Lothar on the cheek with an ungentle movement, relying on the medicinal effect of the watcher's secret medicine to suppress the toxin flowing into his body, preventing it from further damaging the old marshal's body.

   As Nasa slapped his cheek with his icy gauntlet, Lothar opened his eyes with difficulty. His thinking was still a little dazed, and it was the perfect time for interrogation.

   "Who is Blake Shaw's real identity?"

  Nasa asked in a deep voice.

  Lothar opened his pale mouth, and under the guidance of the watchman, he wanted to say the answer, but in the next instant, the blue veins burst out, and the dazedness in his eyes quickly subsided.

   "The iron will of a legendary warrior is really tough."

   The prison officer moved his fingers, and the footsteps outside the door were getting closer.

  Nasa hesitated for a while, then took out another secret medicine and stuffed it into Lothar's mouth. While quickly suppressing the toxin, he brought Lothar into the psychedelic that came with the treatment.

   She put her hand on Lothar's forehead, this time with a flowing black light on her fingertips.

  The watchers are not incapable of casting spells, they can also use divine spells, but in most cases they can't use them.

   "Anduin Lothar, tell me, who is Black Shaw's true identity?"

   she asked again.

   Under the guidance of the dark magic of the Moon God, the whole body of the old marshal began to tremble, and it was his will that was fighting against this confusing spell.

   But he was too weak.

  After a few seconds of stalemate, Lothar said something with difficulty and in a weak tone, causing the five fingers of the Watcher's other hand to clasp instantly.

   "Damn it! How can he still have such an identity?"

   The warden said in a low voice.

   At the same time as the palace gate was pushed open, Nasa and her vengeful spirit jumped into the shadows at the same time. The dwarf master Zach Yaozhi, who was "hijacked", also wanted to run, but he was a step behind.

   "Assassins! There are Assassins!"

   High-level priest Ethan Lien pushed open the palace door, and saw the comatose guards, three high-level priests lying in a pool of blood, and a dwarf assassin trying to escape.

   The stubborn priest immediately waved his hand angrily, and a circle of dazzling holy light hit him in all directions like a waterfall.

   did not cause any damage to the gnome master, and also healed a little of his injury.

   but dispelled all the shadows on which he escaped.

   "Ow"

In the low beast roar, the great druid Omulon, who was invited by Varian, turned into a black cheetah and disappeared into the shadow. When it reappeared, the claws with wooden claws would panic the dwarf who ran away. The master shot the whole thing on the ground.

  Zach Yaozhi's eyes were full of despair.

Especially when he saw that there was also a legendary elf Luna priest holding a moonlight scepter, and Varian strode towards him with a long sword drawn and an angry face, the kind of desperate fear suddenly filled him. mind.

   He was so unlucky.

   "Not me! Not!"

   The dwarf shouted desperately, trying to tell the truth.

   But at this moment he thought of his family and friends in Gnomeregan. If he said it, the ruthless Duke would never let them go.

   "Okay, it's me."

  Zach closed his eyes in pain, raised his head, and was ready to slaughter.

   "Don't kill him."

   The moment Varian swung his sword in anger, a weak voice came from the side.

   With the help of the surprised high-ranking priest Ethan Lien, Lothar, who was on the verge of death just now, supported the wound and sat up from the table with a pale face.

   With the help of the watcher's secret medicine, the old marshal has not yet escaped danger, but his consciousness is already clear.

   He said to Varian:

   "This sad dwarf is just a scapegoat, leave him alone, the real assassin is someone else! Also, go to Black Shaw immediately and let him come to me.

   There is something very important that I must tell him. "

   "I can't stay here anymore."

  Varian supported his adoptive father. He frowned and looked at the mess around him. He said:

   "It's not safe here at all, I have to send you to His Holiness the Pope, hell, I don't know who to trust right now."

   "Are the people from Dalaran here?"

  Lothar, who was being supported, asked weakly.

   Varian nodded and replied:

   "Just now, Master Antonidas took two archmages across Lake Lordamere by boat. They have entered the city and are gathering at the church in the royal city."

   "Just go there."

  The old marshal nodded, then looked back at the dwarf master assassin who was lifted by the neck of the great druid, and said:

   "Take him too!"

—

"Snapped"

  Ten minutes later, Lothar was properly relocated, and Zac Yaozhi, the dwarf master assassin stripped from top to bottom, was thrown into the arcane cage shaped by Archmage Modera himself.

   is like a bubble of violet magic light into which a gnome is thrown, like a fish is thrown into a fishbowl.

   He had magic shackles on his hands and feet, and his face was full of bad luck.

   In front of the Arcane Cage, Varian Wrynn, leaning on a sword, was looking at him with a deadly look. Shaw, who had finished the battle and changed his clothes, stood quietly behind the king.

   Varian asked indifferently:

   "Who ordered you to assassinate Marshal Lothar? Is it the black dragon?"

   "I refuse to answer all questions."

   The dwarf pouted and said in a sharp voice:

   "You kill me."

  Varian wanted to ask again, but was stopped by Shore. The MI7 commander stepped forward, took out a list from his arms, and posted it on the light wall of the arcane cage, with the densely packed names written on it.

  Shore said mildly:

   "I'll ask you the same question again for my sire, Master Zach, but think more for your family and friends before answering this time."

   "I can't tell!"

   The dwarf gritted his teeth and replied:

   "I said they would die."

   "If you don't say it, they will die too!"

  Shore's tone became indifferent. He played with the blue signet ring in his hand and said:

"I just beheaded Carru Aurelius, Falad was dead, and the Ravenholdt was over. If Master Zach thinks that we are doing things right in MI7, I'd be happy to show it to you. Our dark side.

   I will ask you one last time, who ordered you? "

   "You must save my family!"

   The dwarf shouted.

  Shore shrugged and didn't make a promise, but the desperate dwarf had nowhere to go. He could only squat there and whispered one name after another.

   Varian became more and more distressed, and more and more angry.

   Until the end, when the gnome uttered the name Terenas Menethil, Varian slammed his fist into the wall beside him.

  The young king gritted his teeth and said to the expressionless Shaw beside him:

   "Get rid of him! Send him away, no matter where he goes, make sure he never returns to the Eastern Continent! No one knows what he said, especially little Arthas.

   The child's dedication to justice supports his beliefs.

  Don't tell him, he can't take it. "

   (end of this chapter)