Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 599 152. Pirates only play with pirates forever! —Add more updates to the Paofan Aluminum Ice Brothers【730】

   "Ah, it looks like I'm doomed today, what a failed robbery to actually send myself into this tragic trap."

   On the street that was burning and collapsing, exuding an unpleasant scorching aura, and covered with demon corpses, Blake rubbed his forehead and said helplessly:

   "As far as luck and cunning are concerned, you're still better, Gaboa. I should have ripped you down in the first place! Bury your pathetic and shameful corpse under the sands of the Waldun Desert."

   "Ha, thank you for not doing that, my brilliant colleague Blake."

   Wearing elven magic armor, Gaboa let out a weird laugh. He pulled out the dagger of the Kingslayer from his waist, which once belonged to Garona's deadly weapon, and now it has found a new owner.

   I don't know how Kil'jaeden picked people?

  Why does the Great Demon think that Gaboa is a qualified user?

"It's fortunate that you didn't tear me down at that time, otherwise how lonely would this endless sea be? The villainous party in the sea 7,000 years later is really disappointing. Whether it is resourcefulness or strength, it is far worse than our wild age. ."

  The troll skeleton pirate put the deadly dagger to his mouth in a "licking" motion.

   But because he is a skeleton and has no tongue, he cannot imitate that smell at all.

   But he doesn't care either, this will put his hands on his hips, Jie Jie said with a sneer:

   "From my old senior's point of view, on the sea 7,000 years later, you are the only one who can get into my eyes a little, and the other pirates are a bunch of incompetent waste!

   They need to be taught a lesson by the waves of the sea!

   But you can't blame them, who made a big man who shouldn't appear in the sea of ​​this era?

   Now, kneel down!

   Blake Shaw!

   Surrender to your new captain and show loyalty, and I may mercifully allow you to join my fleet and witness my triumph over Dalene Proudmoore! "

   "Huh? Good boy! You want to beat Dai Lin too?"

  Blake was stunned for a moment, then he looked back at Gaboa, who was proud of himself, and said:

   "What gave you the courage to be so arrogant? I tell you, this is a matter between me and Dai Lin! The rest of you are not allowed to intervene! You can intervene if you want, just pass me first.

   Even if Dai Lin wants to die, she can only die in my hands! "

   "Arrogant!"

  Gaboa was incensed by Blake's posturing, brandishing his dagger and shouting:

   "Are you blind? Our side has a lot of advantages. If you really want to be as smart as you claim to be, then you should surrender now!"

Under his scolding, the three Amaniloa priests also cooperated with each other, and together with their entourage Berserkers and War Druids, they completely sealed the entire street full of smoke and bricks. die.

   Faced with this situation, the pirate moved his shoulders and said:

   "Just because I wear a blindfold doesn't mean I'm blind.

  I know the current situation, and my advice to you is that you may have to find a few more people to make this fight fair. "

   As he spoke, he threw something out of the air.

   is like a soul stone entwined with shadow and luster, and when it hits the ground, it creates a strange sculpture that is one person high in the explosion of magic.

The shape of    is shaped by magic, like a black door decorated with devil's heads, in which a dark red streamer appears, and arcs of magic are entangled, watching the evil spirits wantonly.

   "Blessed are you."

  The pirate stretched out his hand and placed it on the "Summoning Ritual Stone" he had made. He raised his eyes under the helmet and said to the trolls around him:

   "I just made this thing last night, it wasn't for you, but let me count, one, two, three. As for the three legends, this pomp is enough for my little baby to appear.

  Thanks to the kindness of the King of Magic, didn't you clumsy find out that teleportation can be used now?

   Hehe, you have a fart numerical advantage.

   In this situation, the advantage is on me! "

   "Quick! Kill him!"

  Gaboa didn't know what Blake made that thing for, but seeing the pirates would still be in the mood to joke, which proved that the thing was absolutely extraordinary.

   Needless to say, the moment Black threw the ritual stone, the three priests of Amaniloa attacked the pirates at the same time.

  The lynx neighed, the giant bear roared, and the sky was entwined with the claws of the giant eagle swept by the wind and thunder.

   "Boom"

The moment the    ritual stone was destroyed by the spirit of the lynx, a large group of flaming meteorites fell from the sky.

   In the entanglement of the residual magic power of the ritual stone, a light like the opening of the portal appeared beside the pirates.

  Farodis, dressed in the attire of a magic prince, walked out of it with a crystal staff, raised his hand to shape a large string of lava fireballs, and slammed the front on the huge body of the Eagle God who fell from the sky.

   One person fired the "air defense firepower" that a team of mages only had, forcing the Eagle God to howl and fly high into the sky, hitting the hateful elves below with long-range lightning.

   The second guy who showed up was even worse.

  The old lich had a gloomy face, and moved the Atiyesh Guardian Staff to the spot, and the death ice ring like a glacier burst burst out from under his feet, instantly freezing the lynx and giant bear that rushed over.

  Those troll berserkers and druids who rushed to shout were also frozen in place.

  The old lich saw that his beloved Dalaran was destroyed as it is now, and his anger had already accumulated in his heart. He would see his old opponents nearly three thousand years ago, and he would naturally be merciless.

   raised the fingers wrapped around the frost, and the five fingers clasped together, exuding a wide range of lich magic that eroded the breath of death, and death and decay were applied to the entire block.

   Probably felt uneasy about this, the old Lich looked up at the sky while maintaining death and withering, and flicked his fingers in the air.

   The thick frost magic in the body rushed into the sky, and created the death-deity-like Ice Meteor technique at high altitude, roaring towards the area of ​​death and withering like a meteorite technique.

   A second later, the sharp ice that fell from the sky slammed into the street.

  The cold wave that broke out froze everything around him, and Prince Farodis didn't like trolls, so he made up for this miserable battlefield with an extremely skilled meteorite.

   Clear the field with one hit!

  More than 100 druids and berserkers were sacrificed to death under the excellent cooperation of the old lich's death frost fury and the elf prince.

   "The spirit of the wild bear is roaring, you make it painful! Blasphemer!"

At the moment when the decent **** warrior Tur Ragepaw arrived for support, he set his sights on Nalorak, the wild bear priest. As Ursol's chosen person, this bear man most despised the powerful bear spirit being attacked by evil. To gain power.

  Without the need for Black's command, the bear of Angry Claw started its active fury, transforming into a huge black bear in front of him, and pounced on the spirit of the wild bear who was vying for the shackles of frost.

   "O Ursoc! Look at this evil! Please grant me strength to save this noble fellow!"

   It loudly called out the name of Ursoc, the **** of the wilderness is now very weak, but still generously gave his chosen **** the power of justice to save.

   The claw of Ursoc, which had never been used since it was handed over to Tur, was voluntarily ejected by the bear man.

   A large swath of life force erupted from that natural artifact.

   Under the astonished gaze of the pirates, the roaring bearman jumped up from the ground like a real Claw Druid, and when he landed in blood red anger, he turned into a strange bearman about the height of a black wild bear.

His body was brown and gray, his muscles were stretched out, his feet stepped on the ground, and he was kicked up by fists that were stretched like an orangutan. In the scolding of Tur Fury Claw, he held a heavy hammer and smashed his head and face towards Nalorak in front of him. down.

   The collision of the two giant beasts shook the entire street covered with meteorite flames and death frost, and Tur was shaken back by Nalorak's counterattack.

   But the priest of the bear spirit was also thrown out by the bear man's death hug.

  This collision of power and wildness is not the area that pirates are good at. He didn't go to join in the fun, but just gave a sarcastic look at Gaboa who was ready to escape.

   Calls the demon in the body to transform, in the bat wing flapping, like a demon hunter hunting action, roaring into the sky.

   "Well, I don't seem to need me here."

  Prince Farodis glanced at the battlefield, and the three priests of Loa were all entangled, and turned back to the cold-faced old lich who used magic to bind the lynx spirit and said:

   "I went back to the academy enchantment, which shelters most of the city's people, and is being attacked by demons with all their strength. Dean Lanyue will need my help."

   "Go, I'll take care of these hateful trolls and go."

  Merry Winterwind replied.

   "Help! Smelly pirate, I'll kill you if you dare to run!"

  The wild bear spirit Nalorak, who was repelled by Ursoc's chosen warrior, moved his huge body and shook the frost off his fur. He turned around and shouted to Gaboa who was about to flee.

   The Skeleton Pirate hesitated, as if frightened.

   turned and swung into the shadows, wielding a dagger, to help the Wild Bear Spirit against Ursoc's Chosen Bearman.

  Tur Wrathpaw didn't care.

  The bear warrior was already provoked by the tragic encounter of the wild bear spirit at this time.

   Others don't understand the bad relationship between Loa and Loa priests, but the bearmen who grew up in Northrend and fought against the Drakkari trolls must know.

  The Spirit of the Wild Bear is only a weak Loa, only the Amani clan believes in it, but the troll priest in front of him can obtain most of the divine power of the Spirit of the Wild Bear. Thinking about it with his butt, he knows that this is definitely not what Nalorak gave him voluntarily.

   These Amani troll maniacs carried out an evil "Godslayer"!

   They shamelessly backstabbed their loa in order to gain the power of revenge.

  Tour must save the bear spirit! If it was a little later, when Ling Xiong's consciousness was replaced by the hateful troll in front of him, Nalorak would really not be able to save him.

"Roar"

With the blessing of    Ursoc's divine weapon, the bear warrior incarnated by the bear warrior was entangled in the flames of rage, waving his claws as the ground shook, and launched a giant bear charge towards the troll priest.

   The black wild bear incarnated by Nalorak did not evade, and its eyes shone with a vicious light.

   As long as he withstood this wave of attacks by the "foreign bear" and pierced by the demon dagger in Gaboa's hand, he can make him weak, and then be defeated and devoured by himself!

   Nalorak greedily looked at Ursoc's claws in Tur Ragepaw's hands. This natural sacred object can be used by the bear man in front of him, and naturally it can also be used by him!

   Everyone uses bear power after all.

   "Poof"

  Nalorak's beautiful fantasy was not over yet, when a sharp pain swelled up Ling Xiong's neck. At first, the pain seemed to be bitten by a mosquito, but the wound soon became paralyzed.

The dark aura attached to the    King Killer turned into the deadliest poison, and melted into its blood the moment it pierced Nalorak's body.

   Under the beating of the heart, the blood with poison quickly flowed all over the body, making the body of the giant bear spirit stiff.

   It looked at the pirate Gaboa who had backstabbed it with an incredible look.

   The latter succeeded in one blow, turning around without reluctance and fleeing into the shadows.

   "You are indeed my good friends, Amani brothers, but I will not offend a lunatic who dares to fight the army of **** for the sake of you who are doomed to fail."

   It was still shouting when it ran:

   "I won't offend Blake Shaw for you!

  You don't know his horror, you don't fear him, you are a bunch of ignorant and fearless fools. Only those of us who knew him knew how powerful he was, and were therefore afraid of him.

  Sorry, I betrayed you.

   But I told you before.

  Pirates always play only with pirates!

   Well, this mighty loa named Kil'jaeden applauds my wonderful betrayal. It said to give me a stronger voodoo, should I accept it?

  Oops, let's ask my powerful and omniscient Brother Black for a while. "

   "Evil! Behold the fury of the bears of the North!"

  Nalorak wanted to turn around and slap the **** stinky pirate to death, but he couldn't. The dark aura of the Kingslayer's dagger was so terrifying that it paralyzed his entire body.

   It also didn't have time to scold Gaboa for his betrayal, because the giant bear maul of Tur Ragepaw had already arrived.

   It can't even block.

   can only endure the wrath of Ursoc's incarnation with his sturdy head.

"boom"

  The whole street shook at this moment.

   The spirit of the lynx on the other side saw that the situation was not good, and turned around and was about to escape into the shadows.

  Nalorak was not saved, and Egilsson in the sky was also entangled by the pirate who turned into a demon. The Eagle God was not good at melee combat, and the death battle in the sky by the entire master assassin of the pirates was the most unfavorable battlefield for him.

  Eagle God's defeat is doomed.

   I had to leave.

   But it wanted to go, but the old Lich wouldn't let it go.

  Merry Winterwind unleashed all the wrath of Dalaran's destruction upon the poor lynx spirit, whose body, tail, and claws were bound by layers of icy chains.

The old lich also planned to end the battle with an Ice Meteor technique and turn the big lynx into another collectible item of the Tirisfal Council, but he didn't expect the weird skeleton pirate just now to appear beside him. .

   That guy raised his hands spinelessly, signaling that he did not intend to fight.

   The fire of his soul was beating in his eyes, and he said flatteringly to the old lich:

   "This powerful spellcaster, please pause for a moment that terrifying powerful voodoo in your hand that terrifies me, I want this lynx, it will become a very powerful first mate.

   Don't worry, I've already agreed with the **** above, all in advance, this is my fair share of this pirate cooperative loot.

   Mmmmmmm! Don't hurt me with your powerful voodoo, I'm not an Amani troll, look at my straight back, I'm a Zandalar troll!

   and Amani trolls have nothing to do with human shit.

   Also, can you move your staff away?

  If I had water in my body, I would have **** my pants from your horrible voodoo. We're our own people, don't scare me, okay? "

  PS:

  The trolls call all supernatural powers "voodoo", just as they call all the magical elements and sorcery powers that solidify into a substance "magic".

   This can be seen from Rokhan's speech in the scene battle of the tribe saving Princess Talanji.

   In addition, they also call all beings beyond death "loa".

   So Gaboa called Kil'jaeden "Mighty Loa", not that he didn't know the meaning of "Demon King", but that the "hometown dialect" of the trolls was like this.

   (end of this chapter)