Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 641 194. Rule 1 of the Caster's Code: Don't Blindly Pursue Powers You Can't Control

   "He's not going to give up yet, he's going to destroy my boat! That old bastard!"

   On the deck of the Nagfar, Blake saw Daelin facing the raging of the North Sea sea monster Leviros, and continued to speed up the charge towards the Alpaca and the Wharton.

  The firepower of that black flagship, once it is brought into the range of the naval guns, it only takes one round of salvo to the Alpaca to be severely damaged.

  The troll's giant transport ship was not equipped with melee firepower, and only a few close-up guns were used to "embolden" the fox people, which was installed after Eudora's repeated request.

   In Black's vision, all the combat power of this inconvenient large ship is based on the goblin bomber carried on it.

   That's why those pirate ships escorted it.

   But Dai Lin is too fierce.

   These pirates simply can't stop it.

   This is not an opponent of the order of magnitude at all. The only one who dared to go up to defend the Alpaca and his orc ship were overturned in the first wave of charges.

   After Dai Lin took over command, the pirate fleet has been losing soldiers and soldiers. On the other hand, on Gilneas' side, they hardly lost a single ship before the North Sea Kraken appeared.

  The Gilnean people charged behind Dalene's buttocks, and they all went crazy for a while.

   It can only be said that high play is high play, even with the third-rate configuration of the Gilneas fleet, it can still deal super-class damage.

   "My little master, it's settled."

   Just when Black's heart was rarely anxious, Xalatas sent good news, Miss Void Essence said in a gentle tone:

"Baku asks you to give it the right to move freely in Azeroth, and the witches of the woods who are manipulating it must be killed. To do this, it can be lazy and 'pretend' to attack us, so as not to be banished by those witches Back to its bad 'home'.

   The world of this cunning serpent has collapsed.

  It doesn't want to go back to the world swallowed by the void, so it wants you to find a comfortable lair in the endless sea for it to heal.

   Finally, the snake was very hungry.

  It asks you to provide it with ninety-nine pure or evil souls for it to enjoy”

   "It asks so much that all I can get is an invulnerable treatment?"

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "I don't think it's a fair deal. Also, why is the request for ninety-nine evil spirits so familiar? Are you sure it was Baku's request?"

   "Oh, that's my 'appearance fee'."

  Xalatas snorted and said confidently:

"I also accompanied the Dragon Mother to take care of the black dragon eggs in Grim Batol. I ran to help you at my own risk. Once the Dragon Mother discovered my abnormality, my 'beautiful clothes' would not work. .

   Coming here at such a big risk, won’t you give me some favors, little master?

  I can help you bargain with Baku, I can persuade it to turn around and help us.

  You see its strength, right?

   That is a demigod from another world. Although it is now seriously injured, as long as it waves its tail, the Gilnean fleet will be finished. "

"unnecessary."

  Blake's eyes rolled, and he refused:

   "I can't afford to hire a demigod, but you can tell me the exact location of those forest witches right away.

  My subordinates are searching for them in Gilneas.

  Old Gani will have to run from both ends. Its power in Gilneas is very weak. It is a waste of time to find it. I need Baku's help.

  If you want to be free, you have to take the initiative, right? "

Xalatas spoke again in "Void's native language" to the giant Void Snake Baku. The giant snake raised its head, and the dragon-wing-like membranes on both sides of its head vibrated, sending out weird and frightening spikes. Call.

   is like intimidation, but also like a response.

   A few seconds later, an approximate location was sent to the pirates through spiritual transmission, and Black took the map of Gilneas from the trembling shameful pirate dragon and glanced at it.

   drew a circle on the map and gave it back to Sefir.

   The first mate immediately flashed to the cabin with the map, and gave Old Gani and the Uncrowned to the location of the raid.

   "click"

  The smelly pirate turned around and stopped looking at the embarrassment and misery of his fleet in front of Dai Lin.

   He pulled out the double-barreled shotgun stuck in his chest, replaced it with the lethal and brutal Mammoth hunting bullet, and carried the Lingxian longbow on his back.

   turned around and gestured to Mama Windrunner, and as the hippogryph neighed and landed on the deck, General Black and Liresa mounted the loyal hippogryph and flew into the ocean fog.

   As he was leaving, he said to Baku, the otherworldly serpent who stuck his head out of the mist to block the Nagfar, forcing the ghost ship to be unable to move:

   "Be patient, you'll be free in no time.

   I happen to know a place that is suitable for your lair, filled with the warmth of the void power, and hidden so deeply that no one will disturb you.

I will mark the location for you within three months. During these three months, you can temporarily live on my island. I will not ask you for rent, but you must promise me that when you 'move', Gotta be louder!

   I mean, the crazier the better.

  What Daelin and his tidesages have done to my fleet, soon, I will double it back! "

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  The naval battle in the waters of Khaz Modan is in full swing, and within the borders of Gilneas, the depths of the Black Forest near the southern city of Windy Valley are not peaceful.

   This spooky forest with dark stories is taboo for the locals and the blueprint for the ghost stories they use to scare children.

   A sane person would never enter this place on his own initiative.

   But today, there is a group of uninvited guests who visited here through strange methods.

   "Puff"

  During the embarrassing fall, a group of people fell from the air and were smashed into the disgusting garbage pile beside a mass of mud.

   The Uncrowned Quartermaster Moros and the high-ranking assassin Valeera reacted very quickly. Before they fell into the mud, they threw out their hooks and hooked the branches above, allowing themselves to land in a less dirty place.

   But other assassins weren't so lucky.

   They smashed the mud and splattered it, and successfully took the newly issued armor of the Brotherhood as a blueprint, and stained it with extremely disgusting things on the fine armor customized by the magic tailor of the Suramar Rebellion.

   Including the newly recruited Assassin Master Zach Yaozhi.

   With the strength of a dwarf assassin, he didn't have to be so embarrassed.

   But just after three days of high-intensity interrogation and the accumulation of mental stress, the dwarf was in a very poor state, and one of them smashed into the mud pile inadvertently.

   "The location where Black sent it is near here. This garbage dump is the closest drop point to the target. Look at these Gilnean black witches are disgusting!

  The toilets of the troll exiles are cleaner than here! "

  The phantom of the old Gani suspended above the garbage heap covered his slender nose with his flexible claws, and this ugly and cute Slender-jawed dragon shook his head in the air and shouted to a group of embarrassed assassins:

   "You can't talk nonsense about what happened today!

  As a peace-loving God of Loa, I should not intervene in your wars. If anyone goes out to talk nonsense, I will definitely send a Microraptor to bite your ass!

All right.

   Now hurry up and do your evil deeds.

   Come to me here when you're done, and I'll take you out of here, you'd better hurry up, my friend Blake's situation is bad.

  If you fail, the fleet that Black has worked so hard to save will be doomed.

   You all know his sly temper.

   It's not going to be very good to make him angry, hehehehe. "

   Old Garni let out a wicked laugh.

   Those round eyes rolled, and when he left, he said:

   "Remember to help me find some interesting garbage tributes from those witches, so that my mood may be better, and I won't be so 'rough' when I send you back."

After   , it disappeared on the stinking garbage heap with a whistle, and it seemed that it didn't want to stay here for another second.

"there!"

   led Moros on the disgusting swamp on the dark forest floor. The undead butler frowned at the stains on his moccasin boots. The surrounding environment made him very uncomfortable.

   He quickly locked onto the target.

   In the depths of the forest in front of him, there is a strange abandoned manor in a swamp, and a dark attic shrouded in haze. The patrollers wearing the armor of the Gilneas palace around are the best proof that the goal is met.

   "Master Zach, it's time to show your finesse."

  Moros threw two daggers to the dwarf, and the latter took it with a displeased face, flexibly played with the knife, and reached out to ask for it:

   "Give me the poison. Since it's a one-hit assassination mission, you have to be tougher."

   The undead steward nodded to the assassin next to him, who took out a bottle of snake-man venom and threw it to the gnome. The latter took off the lid and sniffed, and immediately gave a thumbs up and said:

   "The toxin is strong and has no pungent odor. It is really the top grade in the highly poisonous. You uncrowned people have some skills."

"Without further ado!"

  The elf assassin Valeera pulled down her long hood, and jumped into stealth first, rushing towards the manor in front of her, followed by Moros.

   The other Uncrowned Assassins also entered stealth one after another, leaving only a dawdling gnome.

  Zach Yao pointed to the left, looked to the right, and moved carefully.

   took a few steps back and was about to run, but before he turned around, he found a small, green-skinned Microraptor standing there, tilting his head to look at him.

   "Hehe, I'm just familiar with the environment, don't think too much, don't make small reports."

  The dwarf laughed awkwardly, smeared venom on his dagger with a quick movement, then pulled up his face covering and disappeared with a swoosh.

  In the attic of the abandoned manor in the Black Forest, the witches of the forest will be in chaos.

  These poor spellcasters shouted:

   "The Moon Eater is resisting our orders! It's resisting the power of the ritual, my God, it's too powerful, we can't control it at all."

   "Quick! Banish it back, it's going to get out of control if it goes on like this."

   "What a panic! You bastards."

  The Great Witch of the Swamp was dissatisfied and knocked on the floor with her bone staff. She cursed in a rough voice:

   "That's a beast, that's a killing machine, why control it? Idiot, get rid of its shackles and let it unleash its wild ferocity.

   We just need to maintain the power of the reversal ritual, as long as it can be banished back to the other world when it is completely out of control.

   You guys are really making me too huh?

  Why is it so quiet outside? "

   The big witch who was yelling suddenly realized that something was not right, and the footsteps of the Gilneas guards patrolling back and forth disappeared.

   This made the Great Witch immediately vigilant. She threw a strange bright feather from her backhand, and the alien monster with the head of a bird and a beast was summoned to protect her.

   Almost at the same time, the Uncrowned Assassins who had sneaked into the attic launched at the same time. In an instant, blood danced in the entire ceremony room, and screams echoed.

   "clang, clang"

The four daggers handed out by   the gnome master and Moros were blocked and repelled by the bone staff that the great witch swung like a spear and her evil summons.

   This fierce and short battle also broke through the unreliable magical disguise on this great witch, revealing her true colors.

   An orc!

   A large, green orc woman with a hood and coat made of the hide of a monstrous beast, and a clan-style bone gauntlet on her left hand.

   This would grin and look at the two assassins, one tall and one short, and grinned sarcastically:

   "It's just that you assassins who have been passed down as gods, you can't even kill a crippled shaman."

   "No, ma'am, we don't need to kill you."

   Moros whispered:

   "Because of your poor subordinates' poor response, I think our mission has been accomplished."

"Um?"

   The big witch who exposed the true body of the orc looked back and was instantly furious.

My group of trashy subordinates were scared by the sudden appearance of the assassin, causing the outsider summoning ceremony to be left unattended. A female elf assassin wearing a dark red hood was throwing a bundle of flaming goblin detonators at the ceremony. core.

"Do not!"

   The female orc screamed in horror.

   She tried to call the elements to extinguish the detonator, and the Uncrowned who completed the task retreated, two seconds later.

   "Boom"

   A less violent explosion erupted in the center of the alien summoning ceremony.

The power of    is not enough to destroy the attic, but the ritual itself was impacted, coupled with the constant resistance of Moon Eater Baku, causing a mass of out-of-control energy to sweep in all directions like a shock wave.

  The attic that had been in disrepair could not withstand such an impact at all. In the screams of horror and despair from the female orc, the whole attic collapsed and fell on her.

   But her strange bird and monster summoned her to block it, giving her time to rush out, and fell to the edge of the ruins in dismay, but her feet were firmly pressed by the collapsed beams.

   The concentrated pain made the female orc cry out.

  The most desperate thing is that a pair of stained moccasins appeared in front of her eyes.

   Moros, the undead steward, slapped the dust on his body. He stared at the desperate female orc under his feet, and said in a hoarse tone:

   "You're a shaman? The master needs a shaman to serve him, so you better be."

"I could be the one."

  The female orc who knew the current affairs swallowed her saliva and said in a difficult tone:

   "The former high-ranking shaman of the Shadowmoon clan, a member of the Shadow Council, and now the black witch Hagatha serves you, I really don't want to die, please spare my life.

  I would like to offer my strength and loyalty to your master, my future master.

I swear!

   I will do my best to serve the new leader as I serve Gul'dan! "

   (end of this chapter)