Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 588 141. Never be absent

  The Dread Lord has a very distinctive feature.

  Except for those who have left special scars on their souls for strange reasons, causing some "features" to appear in their bodies, all Nathrezim look almost the same.

   It's just that their creator "stole the laziness" when making dreadlords, and used a mold to carve out the original appearance of all dreadlords.

   This creates a lot of trouble for outsiders to distinguish the identities of these dreadlords.

   However, the "devil culture researchers" who are familiar with Nathrezim will not confuse the identity of the dreadlord, because each dreadlord's wings are of different colors.

   They rely on the color of their wings to distinguish different individuals.

  For example, the wings of the dreadlord lord in front of Blake are purple, and to be honest, they are very beautiful. The premise is to ignore the evil bone wings on the wings and those holes that look very indifferent and exude decadent beauty.

   And Kathanatil's wings were originally dark red, but after being transformed into a shadow creature, it turned into a solid black that haunts shadows.

  Pirates really like this color scheme.

  Black, a classic and versatile color that you can never go wrong with on any occasion.

"who are you!"

  This will be on the burning city streets. Hearing Blake's approaching words, Mal'Ganis did not relax his vigilance. The dread lord stared at the human in front of him with cold eyes, and said:

   "I don't remember seeing you, your breath is very strange."

   "Nonsense, this is the sacrifice I made for the great cause of the emperor, how can a cunning person like you understand this greatness?"

The    pirates scoffed at Mal'Ganis' suspicions.

   Under the gaze of the Dread Demon King, Black slightly relaxed the suppression of the demon in his heart.

   In the next instant, a pair of huge bat wings unfolded in the shadow behind him, like a bird flapping its wings twice when it took off, and then dissipating and rolling in black smoke when it was closed.

   "You transformed yourself into a shadow creature?"

   Mal'Ganis saw the wings and confirmed that the creature in front of him indeed had a dread lord entrenched in it, but it still did not show kindness, just asked indifferently:

   "Why? All clansmen can't avoid the pain of this energy transformation. Why do you take the initiative to do this?"

   "Of course it's because of me."

  Black laughed and replied in human language:

   "Of course because my evil master asked it to do so, don't blame poor Kathanatiel, it's just bad luck. Well, no kidding with you, my dear Immortal King.

As you can see, I am a warlock, a loyal lackey of the Burning Legion, and a huge fan of Lord Sargeras, and by chance, I know the true origin of you dreadlords and the masters you are truly loyal to. .

  I also don't want to threaten you with this secret.

   It is a lucky thing to meet today, I just want to ask you to help me send a letter to the Shadow Realm and hand it over to Emperor Denathius.

  You may not know, but the Great Emperor is the thirteenth man among all the men I admire. Considering that there are also great men like Lord Sargeras in this list, this ranking is really not low. "

   "A mortal who has bound the Nathrezim Lord? He can also learn the secrets of the Shadow Realm, tsk tsk, it's strange, it's a shame!"

   Mal'Ganis' tone became rude.

   Its blade-like claws collided, and said in a cold tone:

   "Maybe I should kill you here, lest the guy who has been failing continues to embarrass us."

   "Sure, you can try."

  Black took out Gul'dan's head and threw it up and down in his hand, saying to the Dread Lord in front of him:

   "But at your own risk."

   As he spoke, he threw a sealed scroll at the Dreadlord and said:

   "This is the 'investment in integrity' that I wrote to the emperor, remember to send it to the emperor's luxurious 'Nasria Fort', remember not to be discovered by other lords.

   Especially the holder of the Order of Wrath, the Stone Forger.

   That woman with a terrifying origin hates you very, very terribly. Besides, your spies in Sin Falls should also be changed. "

Every time Black said a word, Mal'Ganis' eyes jumped. After he finished speaking, the dreadlord stared at the scroll in his hand, and he had raised an unprecedented level of vigilance and concern for this mysterious human being in front of him. curious.

   It is very suspicious that this pirate has been to the Shadow Realm, has been to Revenders, and has returned to the world of the living.

   But it's impossible!

The    veil of life and death is now so solid that not even a titan can cross it, let alone a mere mortal.

   How did he know this?

   "Well, apart from pirates, warlocks and hunters, I am actually a prophet."

  Blake politely answered the doubts in Demon King Nasrezim's heart. This answer was a bit unexpected, but if it was true, it could really explain this question perfectly.

   "You mortal has aroused my interest, and the emperor may also be interested in you. But let me send a letter from the twisted void of the material world to Ravendes in the shadow world, but it is a long distance."

   Mal'Ganis raised his claws, grabbed his chin, and said with a treacherous smile:

   "It's hard to do."

   "It's hard to do? Don't do it if it's hard to do."

  The pirate heard that he wanted benefits from the Dread Demon Dynasty, and immediately turned cold and said to the shameless demon in front of him:

   "Everyone is serving the great emperor's great cause for thousands of years. You only think about your own interests. It's a shame among Nasrezim! You should really learn from my 'God of Express Delivery'.

  It sends letters all over the world for me, working hard, but it only needs a bag of garbage to make it happy for several days. "

   "I don't even know you, you bastard."

  The Dread Lord cursed:

   "You're just a stranger to us, pay attention to your identity and the tone of your voice, bastard!"

"Ah"

  The pirate snorted, thought about it, and said:

   "You want benefits, right? I'll give you benefits, how is your life? Is this price right?"

"What did you say?"

   The Dread Lord's tone immediately became dangerous.

   But Blake didn't care, he pointed to the burning city around him and said:

   "Let's go quickly, don't stay in this right and wrong place for a long time.

   I invited a friend to hunt here, and counting the time, he should be here soon. A unique and powerful demon like you is very, very 'delicious' in his eyes.

   Let's run.

   I know the devil will not die, but why suffer so much? "

   "Bang, mortal wisdom."

   Mal'Ganis flapped his wings, let himself fly in place, and then moved his body to the ground, this powerful demon with a disdainful smile on his face.

   Obviously, it doesn't think that anyone in this world can treat a demon lord like it as a "prey".

   For this confidence, pirates have a hard time evaluating.

   He didn't bother to talk to the ignorant demon, he still had business to do, so after saying goodbye to each other, the pirates changed direction and moved fast towards their destination.

   On Mal'Ganis' side, the little episode of meeting Black and agreeing to deliver the letter did not affect the plan of this wicked dreadlord.

  It walks low-key in the burning city, looking for a soul that satisfies itself among those who take refuge or resist recalcitrantly. This is a long-lost "hunting".

   Not only can you taste the feast of the soul, but if you capture a few interesting souls, you can also absorb special anima to strengthen your strength again.

   That's right, as a creature of the Shadow Realm, the Dread Demon King can also use the mysterious power to strengthen himself in addition to absorbing the power of fel energy. Of course, this approach must be done with caution most of the time.

   If accidentally discovered by demonic "colleagues", the dreadlord's hidden cause will be terribly affected.

   However, rare anima can be hard to find. The crystals of this power will have completely different effects due to different power branches, racial characteristics, and occupational characteristics.

   Even a creature like the Dread Lord can absorb limited anima power.

   must be carefully distinguished and carefully considered.

   This method of using anima is the "exclusive unique skill" of creatures in the shadow world. Beings in the material world cannot even perceive anima, let alone use them.

   But Mal'Ganis' happy hunt didn't last long.

Soon, it sensed the strange riot of the power of the elements. The demon lord flew into the sky and looked in the direction of the energy fluctuations. It saw a fierce guy who appeared in the burning city in a strange wind package. .

   As soon as he saw that guy, the Dread Lord was immediately terrified.

   "Damn! How could it be him! Wasn't he locked up by his fellow clan?"

   Mal'Ganis cursed:

  " Sargeras is above, the demons in this city are in trouble today, may the dark titans protect your pathetic souls. May the maw forever tear the will of that bastard.

  I don't want to follow in the footsteps of poor Azzinoth, who was robbed of treasures, and even his soul could not escape back to the Twisting Nether, not only robbing things, but also killing people.

   That's a real villain.

  I'm going away.

   However, that pirate actually has such a friend, which is kind of interesting. "

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   "Can't stand it anymore, retreat!"

  Dalaran, on the high tower where the Nathalas Academy temporarily lived, the summoned Nightborn Demon Swordsman Aluriel held a flaming magical sword and slaughtered a low-level demon lord with difficulty.

   The army of elemental demons surrounding her is not at all the opponents of the demons that are constantly pouring in. The number is much worse, and the demons that can be summoned from Marden to the material world are all true destruction elites.

   They have crowded the entire city, everywhere.

  The legendary magic swordsman turned back to the demon hunter Ilysana Ravenkes, who silently swung the sword behind him and slayed the demons and shouted:

   "I have already retrieved all the tomes of psychicism while I was in chaos, and also brought a lot of magic books of human spellcasters. We have got what we need, now it's time to go."

  Ilisana didn't answer, just continued to slash and slash the demons.

   Looking at her fierce look, it seems that she intends to kill all the demons in this city and not let any of them go. But it's a pity that she, a demon hunter veteran, can't do such a great cause alone.

   "Ilisana! Sober up! Put away your hatred of demons, now it's time to go!"

   Aluriel waved the magic blade in his hand and danced forward with an arc slash. In the eruption of flames and ice demons, he blew up a group of demon guards that came over on the spot.

   she cried aloud:

   "If we don't go, we will be overwhelmed by them. The portal to the demon world has been opened, and the city is helpless."

   "That's what they said to my father at the time."

  Ilisana's blade swept across, cutting off the two hellhounds in the middle. Amidst the stench of corrosive demon blood, the shrewd and even a little too thin female elf whispered:

"Ten thousand years ago, when the demons attacked, the generals said the same to the lord of Black Rook Keep. But my father didn't go, he didn't leave his people, he turned his castle into a fort , swears that the fight will not retreat.

  My father has been dead for 10,000 years, but I find that he is still teaching me.

  You go, Aluriel.

  Thank you for your help during this time, but I.

  I can't go back. "

  The demon hunter wiped the blood on his face, turned around and took out Suramar's lord emblem, and without hesitation threw it to the blank-faced legendary magic swordsman.

  Ilisana had a smile on her face as she said:

   "Take this as my 'resignation letter' and send it to my Elisande 'aunt' and tell her I had a bad time with her, but luckily I've found my new home.

   Thank her for taking care of me. "

   "You're crazy!"

   Legendary Magic Swordsman shouted:

   "You forgot what you came here for? Think about your father and your clan! Are you going to abandon them?"

   "My father is not the kind of cowardly man who needs to be rescued. He just died, which can't stop his fighting spirit and courage to return to the battlefield.

   What my father needed was not redemption, he needed a war.

  I will be his vanguard.

   I will fight alongside him.

   This is the Dark Fate of the Ravencrest Family"

Ilysana Ravenkes turned around and took a deep breath. Fel energy surged on her body, and she turned into a demon in the glow of the magic pattern. The two hands were stained with flaming flames, and they rushed to the distance. The eredar demon prince who strode here.

   Her wings spread out in the air, and while flying away from here, she said to her companion:

   "Come on, Aluriel, you won't be able to get out any longer. Don't worry about me, demon hunters will not die at the hands of demons, we will only bring ruthless destruction and endless terror to them!

  This is my war!

   I'm already at my home, I don't have to wander around anymore. "

   "Come back! You idiot!"

  The Demon Swordsman watched his companion foolishly rush towards an opponent she couldn't deal with at all.

   On the top of the collapsed tower, she shouted loudly to want Ilisana to turn back, but looking at her resolute back, Aluriel knew that she had lost Ilisana.

  Suramar lost this glorious bloodline forever.

   But the analysis of the legendary magic swordsman is also correct. In the face of a high-level demon lord like Prince Makzar, it is difficult for Ilisana Ravencase to fight even if she is a demon.

   In less than a minute, the demonized hunter was punched by the grinning prince, and roared from the sky like a bird with broken wings and fell on the burning street.

   "Die! Bugs!"

  The eredar demon lord raised his foot with a laugh, and in the surging of the surrounding demon guards, he wanted to step this little bug into meat sauce.

   But at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in this burning flame, and in the strange laughter of the lamp god, a lone elf with a naked upper body and a black blindfold was walking out of the wind step by step.

   The magic lines on his body are shining.

When he appeared, two gleaming weird moon blades swirled to the sides like rotating saw blades, and in the **** splashes, they slashed the surrounding demon guards to kill one layer, and then they staggered. In front of Ravencrest.

   "Lord Illidan!"

   Desperate Elisana Ravencrest screamed in surprise.

   It seems that as long as this man appears, no amount of demons will be a problem.

   "You did a great job, the Illidari is proud of you."

  Illidan Stormrage walked past his followers, and after taking two steps, he turned back and said:

   "Any invitation to hunt demons, the Illidari will not be absent, keep up! Veteran, this time, don't be left behind."

   (end of this chapter)