Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 632 185. Sad thief, I want to punish you on behalf of the old Ur of heaven

   "What's that! It's on our boat! Hell, the Nagfar's senses can't detect it. You bastards! Get moving!"

   Get rid of that ugly and disgusting thing! "

   In the dark of night, the Nagfar was sailing in the deep sea from the Palatine Sea, where Nanhai Town was located, to the Khaz Modan Sea. In the dark environment under the sea, there were chandeliers from around the ghost ship emitting an ominous white light in the water.

   There was also the desperate scream of the First Officer Long.

   and the clattering running sounds of the driven ghost guards.

  The Knights of the Undead Sea commanded the spirits on the ship to crawl down the hull along the hull in the icy water, trying to catch the "strange creature" that had just been discovered by Sefir and had been lying on the bottom of the ship.

   After getting the news from the little crow that the Gilneas navy was blocking the deployment ahead, Black immediately realized that his ghost ship must be located by something strange.

  Otherwise, with the quietness of the Nagfar when it sailed underwater, no matter how powerful the Gilneas navy was, it would be impossible to discover the voyage track of the ghost ship in advance.

   and make such a targeted arrangement.

  According to the situation detected by the trade wind crows, several warships of the Gilneas Navy were just stuck at the junction of the Khaz Modan Sea Area and the Palatine Sea Area, and had already been listed as an anti-submarine formation.

   They are releasing mines to block the deep sea.

   This is forcing the ghost ship to float up to fight.

  Damn, if this was not a trap prepared for the Nagfar in advance, Black would have eaten the rudder on the spot!

   But now the focus is not on how to deal with the Gilneas navy ahead, but on catching the "eyes" they use to locate the ghost ship.

   If you don't kill this thing, no matter how Black reacts, their movements will be completely exposed to the eyes of Gilneas, so this battle won't be necessary.

Under the layer of water above the messy deck that kept the air from escaping, Blake, who had changed into the pirate captain's attire, was standing with the windrunner mother who had been shouted, carrying the longbow he had lent to Nathanos. By the railing on the third floor of the poop.

   The two deadly hunters radiated perception, but could not perceive anything but sea water.

But they followed the direction of Sefir's furiously waving fingers and the direction of the wraiths who were constantly chasing down, and they could clearly see a small monster, flexibly lying on the hull and the wraiths. fighting.

   "What is that?"

  The magical eye on the stinking pirate's shoulder kept zooming, and in this dimly lit and chaotic water, he managed to capture the outline of the creature.

   That looks like a dragon.

   But it is very small, only the size of an adult.

   And it looks extremely "malnutrition", the whole body is thin and bony, the green scales and yellow abdominal scales are strangely matched, but the back and wings are dark purple like fish fins.

   This quirky combination makes this thing look fancy.

It has double horns that are curved like a demon on its head, which has nothing to do with the dragon horns of Azeroth. That thing is extremely flexible in water, like a violent little devil, surrounded by resentful spirits. No fear in the block.

   It made a weird, piercing scream that seemed to have some sort of psychic shock effect.

  The power of    makes Black, who is far away, feel dizzy when he hears that weird, piercing, indescribable scream.

After losing Nasrezim's inner demon, his resistance to spiritual magic was greatly reduced, and his brows were furrowed by the piercing cry. Shoot an arrow at the weird thing.

   did not use sniping, just ordinary steady shooting.

   But under the blessing of Proudmoore's bloodline, this arrow was hurried and fast, and it pierced into the sea water at the moment of the shot, like a sharp torpedo that was excited, and flew towards the weird dragon.

   The latter sensed the danger, but did not evade it.

   It screamed and turned its head, grinned towards Blake, and opened its mouth full of yellow and white teeth. In an extremely quick response, it grabbed the arrow shot by Blake.

   It seems to be provocative in this way.

   And when it turned its head to reveal its own face, both Black and Windrunner's mother were taken aback. It's not that this face has any powerful divine power, it's mainly because it's too ugly.

   This guy's body still looks like a young dragon or a young dragon, but its face is completely without the majesty that a giant dragon should have.

  The big pie face with no nose, just the big mouth with staggered teeth accounts for two-thirds.

   What remains are two yellow-orange-orange eyes that bulge out of their sockets, their pupils reddened at one point, gleaming in the darkness of the deep sea.

  And Blake noticed that the mouth of this weird thing was covered with weird purple tentacles, so he wanted to "wear" an octopus on his mouth.

  When it emits the scream that can affect the mind, the obviously alienated flesh and blood tentacles around its mouth will continue to fluctuate, strengthening the scream that goes straight into the heart.

   "What is this thing? In the world environment of Azeroth, strange creatures that are distorted and polluted at first glance can be born? Is this the void at work?"

   The well-informed ranger general was also a little confused at this moment. She grabbed her dark bow and looked at her "all-knowing" disciple.

  Smelly Pirate gives Windrunner's mother an "I don't know" look.

   And that weird thing seems to shuttle back and forth between reality and fantasy all the time, so that the pirate's investigation can't be thrown on it, this thing can be exempted from consciousness lock.

Amazing!

   "Wait a minute, I'll ask the 'experts' on this."

  Blake coughed and concealed his "ignorance". He stared at the thing that looked like "mental pollution" and said softly:

   "My servant, are you busy?"

   "Your loyal Xal'atas is always idle, and I am waiting to serve you all the time, and naturally I am called at this time, my little master."

   Miss Void Essence's voice quietly rang in Blake's ear, sounding like she was in a good mood.

   But after shifting his energy from Onyxia to this side, after sensing the special sound waves around him, Xalatas's tone suddenly became weird:

   "Little Master, for safety reasons, I suggest you leave your current environment immediately. Out of curiosity, let me ask one more question, are you still in the material world of Azeroth?"

   "At the bottom of the sea."

   From Xal'atas's question, Black heard something was wrong, and he asked:

   "Speak clearly, what's going on here? What are the clowns in front of you?"

   "It's not important, it's just a small role, but its presence often means that there is something 'terrible' nearby."

  The Void Essence snorted and let out a kind of happy laughter when she saw people's bad luck, she said:

   "That thing is called 'Shad Walker'."

   "Huh? Void?"

  The pirate blinked.

   "Yes, the noun of the void language, which means 'broken spirit'. It is a kind of Yalong that has been distorted by the void. It can shred the soul with sound waves. It can only be born in the dark world of the world that is completely swallowed by the void."

  Xalatas is like reading the Encyclopedia of Void Species, explaining in detail:

   "It's a very rare thing, and I've only seen it a few times occasionally. As a friendly reminder, their meat is highly poisonous and unpalatable.

  This creature exists only on the boundary between reality and the void, and mortals simply cannot describe it with physical laws and arcane common sense. In fact, spellcasters in other worlds are often unsure whether the word 'real' can be used to describe the creature.

   But it certainly exists, and the danger of this thing is beyond words.

  It has the corruption of the void attached to it, and the reality wherever it passes will be weakly distorted. Unless it actively appears, only witnesses with 'spiritual vision' can see it.

   But that's not a good thing.

   But all mortals who have seen Shad Walker have nothing but nonsense in their mouths, and their pale shadows will be shattered under the dark sorcery.

   When these poor **** are finally able to organize decent words, they will realize that their time is running out.

  Shad Walker has the evil ability to draw life energy, as long as it wants, it can make a person decay and decay, and die after suffering.

   Compared to this, perhaps being swallowed alive by this monster is the mercy of fate. "

  Xalatas told Black this very emotional statement, it seemed that he was full of malicious intentions to scare him, but what kind of stinky pirate is, how could he be frightened by a emptied Yalong?

   He made a look at Windrunner's mother who was holding a bow and arrow next to him.

   The latter immediately drew the war bow, and a barbed elven arrow was placed on the bowstring, and a legendary power called "Mourning" was wrapped around it.

   "You just said that Shad Walker is not a difficult thing to deal with, but the creatures that come with it are terrifying. Let's talk about it in detail."

  Blake watched his tutor complete the sniper aim with an appreciative gaze.

   he asked softly.

   At the moment when the arrow flew out, Xalatas said:

   "Shadwalker is not a gregarious creature. These sad wurms still retain vicious sanity and territorial awareness after being severely distorted by the void. Under normal circumstances, there will only be one Shadwalker in a huge area.

   But this Yalong has a very bad habit.

  They will actively attach themselves to some 'powerful' creatures!

   As I said just now, Shad Walker will only be born in a world that is completely corroded by the void, so they are attached to some beings that are also corroded by the void.

   The Shadwalker in front of me is just a juvenile, and its strength is not worth mentioning. For General Liresa, it is just a matter of arrows, but little master, you have to pay attention,

   This Shad Walker is just the beginning.

  If the faction that is tracking you can summon Shadwalker as their 'eye', it means that they must have mastered the method of summoning Shadwalker's 'master'.

  You will face a legendary, even demigod-level, otherworldly beast of the void. "

"and many more!"

  Blake suddenly remembered something.

   He watched the sharp arrow shot by Windrunner's mother penetrated the barrier of the sound wave, pierced the ugly Shadwark Yalong through the body, and nailed it to the hull of the Nagfar, and strange purple blood gushed out.

   In that monster's dying wailing, General Lyreza's dark power was destroying its internal organs.

   And the daring little murlocs would jump off the stern of the Nagfar with a gang of murloc pirates of his own, clutching the sturdy, barbed nets.

   seems to want to capture this ugly indescribable monster as a "trophy".

   "Alien Beasts, Gilneas, Summoning Ritual. Ah, I know what they're calling, and I know who they are."

  Blake grinned and hurried back to the cabin without looking at the dying beast caught by the murlocs.

   After a while, the summoned avatar of old Gani appeared on the small garbage dump in the captain's room.

  Because he knew that the matter was urgent, after the Garbage God appeared this time, he did not complain. He wagged his tail and said to the smelly pirate in a serious tone in the smoke:

   "Your subordinates are on their way, they are moving fast, but the Gilnean First Fleet has blocked Tol Barad. The humans marked by wolves are chasing your subordinates.

  This time they plan to eat your fleet and your island in one bite. "

   "I guessed it, His Majesty Jean has a good appetite, but I don't know if his teeth are good."

  The pirate sneered and said:

   "Old Gani, I need you to help me go to Silverpine Forest to find my subordinates, they should be leading Zac Yō to the Uncrowned's stronghold in Gilneas.

   I'm going to give them a new mission.

   Go to the 'Witch Forest' in the legend of Gilneas and find the dark witches who stole the remaining pages of the Book of Ur.

   They must have surrendered to Greymane, intending to use their stolen knowledge to serve the Greymane royal family in exchange for wealth, prestige and status

  , a bunch of disgusting bugs!

   I can't even find a good employer to sell myself.

  I need you to use your powers to help Moros and Valeera, as well as Master Zac Yingzhi, who just joined us, to find the location of the witches.

  I want them to die miserably with their pathetic ambitions before interfering in the war with my Gilnean fleet. "

   "Ah, you know, I don't like fighting."

  Old Gani was a little embarrassed. He blinked his wise eyes, wagged his tail, and said to Blake with an embarrassed look:

   "My followers all know that I am a 'peace'. Once I start with you, my peaceful and interesting life of picking up garbage will be over."

   "Oh, God knows, you know I know, if you don't tell others, who knows that you made an exception? Don't you know my ability to keep secrets?

  You know how generous I am, and this time I won't let you do it in vain. "

  Black rubbed his hands.

   took out his suit of death shadow battle suit, which had been shattered in Dalaran due to the overload of magic power, and held it in both hands to send it to Old Gani.

  The trash god's eyes suddenly widened.

   Good guy, a complete set of rubbish!

   Really rare.

The    rank is so good, a little tinkering can be used as a reward for the miserable troll scavenger who lived in Dazar'alor.

  This stinky pirate really can afford it, and he is so understanding.

  It makes people want to refuse to say those cold words.

   "Hey, who made you my friend?"

  Old Gani put on a helpless expression of "I really can't do anything about you stalking little goblin".

  The claws nimbly took over the shattered battle suit, waited for Blake again, and disappeared into the smoke of the small garbage dump with a swoosh.

  Before it left, it said "considerately":

   "Fight with heart, and it doesn't matter if you lose. Remember, I'll always have a great scavenger spot under my command for you, my dear Blake.

  The desolate Wharton Desert is a home you can always rest assured of. "

   (end of this chapter)