Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 592 145. Every Warlock needs a reliable blue fat man

   A group of vicious criminals are fighting, and a guy who looks very arrogant walks in and says he wants to recruit them. The beginning of this story is doomed that the pirates' recruitment will not be so smooth.

that's the truth.

  Because Blake didn't intend to waste time talking to these scumbags, and he didn't introduce himself, so these gangsters didn't know who they were facing.

   They chose a very direct "ask" method.

   "Kill him!"

   An orc thug who had been imprisoned for a long time shouted and charged towards Black with a homemade "mace", followed by a group of people behind him.

   are all utterly reckless.

   Each one has a hideous face, an ugly appearance, and a light of disdain shines in his eyes.

   What a joke!

  Everyone can be locked in Violet Prison, who hasn't seen the world?

   If you are turned away and disarmed in just two sentences, everyone will go out after that, what face is there to mess around on the big stage of Azeroth?

   In the face of this provocation, the pirates responded quite directly.

   Draws out a large cloud of shadow magic from the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand, and summons his most loyal and craziest demon servants.

  The Demon Guard Clinflan, who was killed by the flaming sword Saint Samuro, has just returned to the soul of the Twisting Void and was once again summoned to the material world.

   Using Black's magic power to reshape his body, he didn't know where he picked up the devil's sharp blade and held it in his hand. The moment he appeared, he launched a devil's blade storm in front of him.

   Probably because it was very uncomfortable to be dropped by the Juggernaut, this time Clinflan, who appeared on the stage, was extremely violent, and the Demon Blade Storm swirled several times, involving the seven or eight guys who rushed up into the Fel Blade Storm.

   In an instant, a corpse murder case was made in front of the pirates, and the brutality was unnecessary, scaring the remaining three guys back again and again.

  The demon guard looked back at his master with longing eyes, and Black raised his hand and threw a dominance spell on it.

   With the heavy magic power from the warlock master, the demon guard began to "evolve" once again. Clinflan, who had just been "revived weak", felt the power again, and he clenched his fists and half-kneeled before the pirates like kneeling.

   Like a loyal knight receiving a lord's compliment.

   The shadow magic power is integrated into the demon's body through the **** spell, and it is quickly transformed into fel energy.

   Green and black energy shattered around the Demon Guard, and in Clinflan's howl of pain and excitement, its body was solidified again and transformed into a more powerful Angry Guard.

  After a few seconds, the tall, muscular, angry guards who swung their tails like a killing machine stood up in the prison hall.

"boom"

  Two large black iron axes were thrown in front of Clinflan, and Blake pouted and said:

   "Remember to bring your own weapon when you fight next time. Who do you learn from? You have to use my weapon every time! Whose money came from the wind?"

   "Got it, my wicked master."

   Angry Guard Clynflan obediently grabbed the ferocious whirlwind axe and escorted the pirates. Demons like them are notoriously reckless, disobedient to contracts, but utterly submissive to powerful forces.

   Now that Black can give it a more powerful form, it naturally respects the pirate more than before, and regards him as a strong man worth following.

   "Seven competitors were eliminated at once. This is a great efficiency. It seems that you have understood my 'selection criteria' and 'employment system', which is really amazing."

  Blake whistled, carried his scythe, and said to a group of scumbag prisoners with even more ugly faces:

   "Come on, guys.

   Going forward at this rate, I think we can finish this new ceremony in ten minutes. It is up to you, Clinflank, my loyal servant, to preside over this ceremony.

  The victors keep their lives and souls, the souls of the losers are worthless and left to you as a snack.

  Old rule, 37 divided accounts.

  I take 70%.

  You guys should also watch it, and remember to keep it when you encounter a good soul. For a warlock, soul stones can never be too much of a casting material. "

After   , the pirate walked to the second floor of the prison with his dog-leg Zarak.

   The moment he stepped up the stairs, the Angry Guard, who had been so submissive just now, immediately showed the brutality of being a demon. It spewed burning fire from its nostrils, staring at the prisoners who kept retreating in front of him.

   Its tail with a molten metal tail vertebrae kept swaying, the black iron battle axe raised in its hand, pointed at the two dwarfs in the crowd, and shouted with a grinning smile:

   "You two! Pick your opponent! It's been a long time since I tasted the soul of a gnome."

   "Don't be afraid of them, everyone unites, rush out and win!"

   A diminutive human thief in the crowd shouted:

   "We don't need to kill each other. Everyone has been locked up here for so long. We should trust each other. Believe me, as long as we unite, we can do it!"

Before this guy's declaration was finished, he was punched on the knee by a black iron dwarf next to him. He was screaming and fell, and the red-eyed black iron fanatic grabbed the big wine glass. Hit **** the forehead.

   smashed seven or eight times in a row, and the dwarf waved the blood-stained wine glass and shouted at the demon:

   "I killed one! You saw it! I killed one! I passed the level! I am willing to join you! I am willing"

   "Poof"

The dark iron battle axe in Clyfland's hand whistled and smashed, and the high-speed rotating battle axe slashed into the short body of the shouting dark iron dwarf with brute force, unloading half of his body. .

   This sudden change made everyone in the prison wide-eyed.

   "No, you didn't! The fleet is the one you want to join? Besides, I haven't called you yet. What's the hurry? A quick answer is not the right answer!"

   The skinny boy Kanrisad next to the Angry Guard was carrying his eyeball ornaments and leaning on Jordan's staff, with a sinister expression, and said in a low voice:

   "Captain hates unruly people the most, and there are enough sycophants in the fleet, we don't need lip-smacking bastards."

   "Those two humble dwarfs, stop fighting each other, hurry up and choose your opponent, you can't decide the winner within two minutes, even if you both lose."

  The events in the hall did not attract Blake's attention. The pirates were led by Zaraq to the second floor of the prison. The dogleg troll was beside him introducing the "talents" he had found for the fleet to his captain.

   "He was locked in the innermost cage, the captain, the mages dared not arrange other people next to his cell. That guy has a very strange temper, and anyone who disturbed him would be strangled mercilessly.

   He is the most dangerous guy in this prison, just like the lava dog below. "

   Zalak Addicted to say:

   "He doesn't seem easy to deal with, but I know that in the face of your supreme dark wisdom, Captain, he will join us honestly and respectfully.

   This is his glory. "

   "Wait a minute."

  Black stretched out his finger, signaling Zarak to shut up.

   He looked at the group of dark elements blocking the road in front of him, or Void Walker, which was an elemental creature cast by shadows.

  It is difficult to classify accurately, some say it is a void creature, and some say it is a demon.

   But what is certain is that Black has learned how to contract the spells and rituals of the Voidwalker in the tome left by the warlocks of the Shadow Council.

   "My servant, I need you."

  The pirate looked at the group of Voidwalkers who were sitting in front of the broken magic cage and didn't go anywhere, but summoned three groups of black shadow **** wrapped around elemental creatures with fluffy bodies spinning.

   He called Xalatas in his heart, and after a few seconds, Xalatas's voice quietly rang in Black's ear, with a joy of "long-awaited reunion":

   "Ah, my little master, you finally figured it out, so are you calling me to sleep for you?"

   "You're being so rude, I'll ignore you."

  The pirate replied, and the voice of Xalatas over there immediately became serious, she said:

   "Is the little master calling me to ask me a question about the Voidwalker?"

"Yes."

   The magic eyeball on Black's shoulder turned, carefully observing the "demented" shadow element in front of him, he said:

   "Is this thing a demon? Or a creation from the void? If I contract it, will it affect my currently stable shadow magic?"

   "Your question is really stupid, my little master, what were you thinking when I was chatting with you before? You 'bad student'."

   Miss Void said helplessly in a tone that made her look helpless while covering her forehead in her mind.

   She re-explains:

   "In the six power systems, the concept of shadow is the secondary energy derived from the void force in the material world, and the connection between assassins and shadows also originates from this.

   Therefore, the dark element of Void Walker itself is an energy creature born from the void. It is mistaken for a demon because some demons with shadow attributes tend to summon them to fight as servants.

   Voidwalkers are just the primary manifestation of the shadowy power of the void. Although intelligent, they are very weak, and they will obey the orders of all creatures that have the ability to control them.

   In addition, although they are born in the void, they are not contaminated with the power of the void. You can understand it as a creature like the fire element and the water element.

  Contract with confidence.

   It will strengthen the cohesion of the shadow magic in your body, and will not deflect your magic. "

   "What about its growth?"

  The pirate asked again.

   "Miss Carry" Xalatas immediately replied:

   "The higher form of the Voidwalker is the Ethereal Lord, and then the Entropy Demon, which is the end point of 99% of the Voidwalker, but there are also rumors that the final form of the Voidwalker is the mysterious dark god.

   But to be honest, I don’t believe this.

   The Void Walker in front of you is in the process of transforming into a lesser Void Lord. It should have been accidentally summoned by mages when they were studying alien creatures.

   It's too far away from the void to draw enough shadow power to complete the promotion, so it's acting silly, well, they usually do.

   But occasionally he would say a few meaningless nonsense.

   It is very suitable for you, little master. It is extremely resistant to magic. Although it is not good at attacking, it is definitely better for defense than your current demon servants.

   Take it.

   Its warm shadowy body can warm your lonely heart in my absence. "

   "But I don't have the elemental wrist wheel that the contract Voidwalker needs, which is really a headache."

  Blake pretended to say something, and rubbed his head with a worried look. Saratas over there suddenly realized, and she said in an unhappy tone:

   "Okay, so you're waiting for me here! I just said why the little master, who is ruthless and cold, and whose sexual orientation is suspected to be abnormal, suddenly came to me, it turned out that he needed my help.

   You really use everyone as a tool, which is really sad. "

   "You said that, in this Dalaran incident, you will do your best to help me, so stop talking nonsense."

  The pirate raised his left hand in front of him. Although Xalatas was dissatisfied, he still "remotely activated" half of his divine power left in Black.

   The will of the upper-level creature in the void diverged slightly, and immediately attracted the attention of the dark, purple and faint large void walker in front of him.

   Under the "calling" of Xalatas, the Void Walker, commonly known as "Blue Fat Man", swayed towards Black.

The dark magic between blue and black that it exudes when it moves, and the dark red light spots on the elemental shadow body that can't see the face, make Zarak behind the pirate hit. A chill.

   This guy's appearance is completely an elemental monster bound by a set of magical armor. The shadows flowing inside the armor are much darker than the darkest night.

   "Come on, my servant."

  The pirate waved the demon contract that had been prepared long ago, poured his shadow magic into the parchment, and threw it to the shadow element muttering something in front of him.

  The latter caught the contract with his energized claws, and swallowed the contract as if he had no thoughts.

   In the next moment, the power of the demon contract was connected between Black and this shadow element, and a new summoning skill appeared on the translucent character card:

   Summoned Zuramat the Obliterator

   Servant Information:

   Name: "The Obliterator" Zuramat

   Race: Shadow Element [Void Creation]

   Common Occupation: Level 60 Void Walker Elite

  Legendary Occupation: Level 0 Void Lord [lack of shadow energy, the advancement has not been completed]

   Servant Description:

Zulamat was originally absorbing the shadow elements happily in the void realm, without wisdom or trouble, until one day it was summoned to the material world for research by a group of bad-minded mages. Imprisoned in Violet Prison.

   In this wonderful world, Zulamat learned a lot, and troubles were born. Oh yes, it's not that it can't talk, it just doesn't like talking.

   It is a melancholy and silent voidwalker.

   "What a pitiful otherworldly creature, eating hot pot and singing songs at the old home, and suddenly being disturbed by the bad mages from the simple pleasure. The mages are really damn."

  The pirate reached out and touched the black and purple marshmallow-like body of the large Voidwalker three heads taller than him. The touch was very strange, like reaching out to touch the socket, with a slight tingling sensation.

   He pouted, took out Gul'dan's skull, and stuffed it into the body of the Voidwalker. The dark Atama crystal hidden in Gul'dan's skull immediately began to release a sufficient amount of shadow power.

   is like adding a "battery" to the hungry Zulamat, which makes the silent void walker become active all of a sudden.

   The three shadow black **** wrapped around it also spun rapidly, and even the dark red eyes that were different from other Voidwalkers became brighter.

   "Praise your generous host."

  It said something in a low voice, making the pirate blink.

   Well, Fatty Lan really knows how to talk, and he is also grateful. He takes the initiative to thank him. This is much more polite than his three demon servants.

   He likes this kind of polite servant.

   Well, it's kind of a voice that can scare a crying child is pretty good, let it scare Little Xingxing or Jaina another day.

   That must be interesting.

   (end of this chapter)