Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 672 3. The Pirate's New Clothes

   The suppression triangle of the dark cycle ritual of the Warlock Tower was disturbed by the "hidden weapon" thrown by Mephistos. Even if Dean Blue Moon was repelled for only a moment, the third lord of Nathrezim still accurately grasped the opportunity.

   It howled and made a tumbling chaotic wave, breaking the two remaining magic chains on its body, turning back into a bat flying all over the sky, and escaping to the Twisted Void Portal behind it.

   It was impossible to stop it, but Black, the smelly pirate who quickly reached an agreement with the "old man" in his hand, flew.

   definitely has the skill of the national football team for 30 years.

  I saw the weird purple-black skull rolling and flying forward, and in a scream of ghosts and wolves, it flew accurately and smashed into the bat group of the third lord incarnation.

   Immediately, a terrifying shadow burst echoed, and the impact of magic power swept across the entire tower in an instant, and the waste warlocks were swayed.

   In the screams of the third lord, its bat swarm was completely wrapped into this wave of shadows that could not be powerful, and the rest of the waves were surging, converging and smashing the portal to the twisted void.

   "Ah! Asshole!"

Mephistos was forced to reunite from the state of bats to the entity of the Dread Lord, but it had no way to escape. At the moment when it reappeared, the three legendary mages exerted their strength again, and the thicker magic chains were wrapped like snakes. up.

  Three black magic shackles surged from around the dark cycle ceremony, pulling the third lord to kneel to the ground, and bound his claws behind his back, making it unable to struggle at all.

  The stinking pirate's evil servant didn't miss the chance to beat the Reservoir Dogs.

   has been on the edge of the OB before, watching the situation Xalatas, this will be "brave" to save.

   Smashed into the demonic consciousness of the third lord with the iconic spiritual whip of the essence of the void, and trapped the weakened Dread Demon Lord on the spiritual level in the maliciousness that evoked the echo of the void.

   The simultaneous psychological and physical attack caused Mephistos to let out a piercing scream.

   It knew that this time the gutter capsized.

   But it doesn't care about its own fate. It is a demon, and it will not die in the material world. It is nothing more than humiliation and torture.

  For the dreadlords, who like to torture others the most and like to create pain and sadism, while they are proficient in torture and interrogation, they also know that they may fall into such a situation one day.

   But for a group of "loyal" secret workers, withstood torture is a basic skill.

   The only thing it does not resent is the betrayal of its own "hidden weapon".

   "You pathetic old lunatic! Your shameful betrayal will not be forgiven by the Legion! The polluters will turn you old man to ashes!"

   It roared at the purple-black skull floating up and down in front of it.

  The latter was not frightened at all, and even more disdain for this weak threat, it was suspended in the air, the dim light in the eye sockets of the skull shone, and the upper and lower jawbones collided.

   In the roar of sarcasm and madness, he answered the third lord's weak threat in pure Eredar language:

   "Open your blind dog's eyes and look at me! I've already been crushed by that ambitious student! The torture I suffered at the hands of Archimonde is unimaginable for a soft devil like you.

   Also, how dare you mention the word 'betrayal' in front of me?

Ha ha. "

  This weird suspended skull made a gloomy laughter that made everyone around him feel gloomy. It hovered in front of the third lord who was bound and kneeling, like a "deep breath".

   "You are a bad student and need a little 'discipline' from the enlightener mentor, which will teach you to be humble and prudent in words and deeds!"

   "Boom"

   This guy sneered and spurted scorching shadow flames from his eye sockets, smashing them down at Mephistos's eyes. In the burning dark flames, the third lord let out a miserable wailing.

   Its eyes were burned blind!

   The skull, which Blake called "the old man", let out a long, happy laugh under such sadism, as if the pain of the Dreadlord made it feel satisfied and enjoyable.

   Heck, this guy must be a lunatic!

   "Okay, don't play anymore, this is my predetermined demon, you tortured it to death, how can I use it?"

Just as Thacher's Skull let out a frantic laughter and tortured and enslaved his demon, a hand with a blue seal stretched out from behind and pinned it precisely on the floating skull inlaid with gold and jade. to forcibly interrupt its torture spell on his head.

   "Let go! Disrespectful idiot! How dare you touch the noble head of the great enlightener with your dirty hands? I will burn your flesh with an evil magic!"

  Blake's action made "the old man" feel offended.

   It screamed and shook the skull, trying to get out of Black's hands, but the pirates held it tightly.

Say:

   "Hey, there's a limit to madness! I know you hate these demons who enslave you, but now the time for madness is over, and my patience is limited.

   I'll talk to you when I finish the job at hand. "

   "Who wants to talk to you? Weak apprentice!

  You are just a little bug who has set foot in the dark realm. Your shadow skills are not bad. In a few thousand years, you will be eligible to play against my best students. "

   The purple-black skull mocked Black recklessly.

  The smelly pirate pouted, released the restless skull, and let it levitate beside him. He retorted and said:

"Oh? You seem to be proud of your best student? Let me see, you should be talking about Archimonde, right? After he betrayed you, cut off your head with his own hands, and made your head out of After the magic weapon, are you still proud of it?

   Are you addicted to being abused? Or dementia? Uncle Thacher.

   Peace of mind!

  I know all about you, but you know nothing about me.

  If you are as wise and powerful as you claim to be, you should know that at this time, you should shut up, observe carefully, and wait honestly. "

After   , Black snapped his fingers.

   The little murloc who flew crookedly on the untamed otherworld Arron Shad Walker croaked and dropped a package of materials for the divine power extraction ceremony from the sky.

  Its new mount is ugly, and it has a strange trajectory when flying.

   It was like being drunk, flying randomly, and emitting a void sound wave that could affect the mind. Just a Yalong made the entire Warlock Tower as noisy as a pig slaughtering farm.

"To shut up!"

  Black turned his head to "stare" at the lawless, screaming Shad Walker, and the ugly thing had to roar up to the sky, but he shrank his neck in fright.

   The acid that was supposed to be sprayed out to contaminate the ground was swallowed back into his stomach.

   Its ugly big yellow eyes kept turning, and it knew that the pirate in front of him had reached some agreement with its "boss".

   This is the person it can't mess with.

The little murloc croaked and grabbed the two purple horns on Shad Walker's head, forcibly controlled it to land on the ground, jumped down and straightened his pirate hat proudly, and began to help Black in the bound man. Divine power extraction rituals are arranged around Mephistos.

   "Well, you weak fellow have some ideas."

   This process was seen by the old man Saqier, it was constantly revolving around Black, and he said in amazement:

   "An evil ritual that I haven't seen before, it should be a 'special product' of your world, with an aura of savage power, it should be a product of witchcraft or shamanism.

   Is it used to extract power?

   What are you going to do with this dreadlord's lord? I heard you say the word 'heart demon' just now? This reminds me of the demon hunters who afflicted the Legion 10,000 years ago.

   But you're not a demon hunter, so what does the word stand for? "

   "As a devastated person, your thirst for knowledge is really strong."

  Black flicked his fingers and said to the suspended skull beside him:

   "Well, I allow you to watch my secret ceremony, and you also have to tell me some secrets. If you are willing to serve me for a while, I can 'borrow' this mark of enlightenment for you.

   This deal is fair, right? "

   "Lend it to me? What a shameless statement!"

  The Skull of Thakiel screamed in dissatisfaction:

   "That was my thing!

   That is one-third of the crown of Argus, the identity mark representing the highest controller of the Enlightenment Academy, and the most important magical treasure in the Argus world.

   I don't know how you got it back from Archimonde, but you're not qualified to hold it!

  You don’t even know what it stands for”

   "What if I knew?"

  Black tossed the purple gemstone in the other hand marked as "Artifact of Argus" by the character card. He glanced at the chattering skull beside him, and said in a very cunning tone:

"The Mark of Enlightenment, the Laureate of Knowledge, and the Eye of the Prophet, the combination of three gems can form a thing called the 'Crown of the Ruler', which represents the weight of the ancient history and civilization of the Eredar and Argus worlds .

   The mark of enlightenment was indeed once in your hands.

I am also very clear about your identity. You are the leader of the great Enlightenment Academy, the best arcanist in the world of Argus, the first eredar to come into contact with demons and fel energy, and the top among the stars. The Summoning Master of No.

   Of course, the most important identity is naturally the mentor of Archimonde the Polluter.

   His Excellency Thatcher.

  I also know that you once formed a triumvirate with Prophet Velen and Vindicator Lord Kil'jaeden to manage and rule the thriving world of Argus.

Until you were exploring endless knowledge, delving into the dark realms, hearing the call from the fallen titan, abandoning the arcane way, and devoting yourself to the power of fel and demons, you were the representative of the wisdom and reason of the world of Argus. By.

  I even know that you are powerful enough to convince young Archimonde. "

   Having said that, Blake paused for a while and glanced at the magic power extraction ceremony that the little murloc had completed. The weird-looking little guy was very playful and made a "please" action for his owner.

   Black Shi Shiran stepped forward, drew out the legendary long sword, and made a stroke in his palm.

  As the blood dripped, the bound Mephistopheles let out a tragic scream, and it could feel that its core strength was being drawn away.

   In front of the translucent character card, the familiar text is beating:

   High-level divine power is being extracted. Power attributes: Fel, Shadow. Power path: The third lord Mephistos Higher power path: Dark Titan Sargeras.

  This third lord actually has two core divine powers. In addition to the fel energy attributes that high-level demons have, there is also a power of shadows.

   In the face of such "deliciousness", Blake devoured it without hesitation.

  The evil power was not used, so it was thrown into the power column to form a thing called "Mephistos Blue Evil Wing", and the power of shadow was directly absorbed by the pirates and transformed into his body.

   In the waves of rising shadows, Blake let out a soothing moan as if soaked in warmth.

  In the talent column of the character card, there is also a new talent called "Shadow Creep", which gives the pirate the most advanced shadow affinity, making his shadow magic more destructive and accurate.

  As Mephistos became weaker and weaker, the third lord could only curse the arrogant and weird guy in front of him in demonic language, but Black turned a deaf ear to it.

   He continued to "chat" with Uncle Thacher, constantly revealing its dark history:

   "More than one person has warned you secretly about how Archimonde coveted your power and influence, but arrogant you stubbornly thought it was nothing.

   You dismiss these life-saving warnings.

  In your eyes, the apprentice named 'Archimonde' is very well-behaved and loyal, and he can speak very well.

   In order to please you, the young polluter went to great lengths to customize a crown of enlightenment for you, and it is said that he personally measured your head circumference.

   Then, being blinded by arrogance and having a bitter fruit, unfortunate uncle Thacher, where is your beautiful crown now?

   hehehe.

  Your former companion Velen is the wisest prophet in the Argus world, and I am the pirate prophet in my world, so don't say the word 'qualification' in front of me.

  I can see you, I can use you, it is your honor, not mine.

  After all, you lost to Archimonde's backstab.

   And I won it heads! "

   After he finished speaking, Blake tore off his robe, and his upper body was covered with delicate and arrogant evil tattoos. On his skin, the slightly empty tattoos had been filled.

   This set of enhanced magic patterns has not yet been completed, but it is enough to bind a weak third lord.

   "Come on, the dreadlord with beautiful blue wings, merge with me, become the demon in my heart, and serve me."

  Black stretched out his hand and placed the handsome blue demon horn of Mephistos, who was already weak enough to lie on the ground.

As the magic lines on its body lit up one by one, in the screams of Nasrezim, its body was burned and dissipated from the material world with shadows, and under the forced formation of the bound magic lines, it was Imprisoned in the "spirit cage" of the smelly pirates.

  The handwriting appeared on the character card again:

   You have once again imprisoned a powerful and evil creature with your own hands, and you are worthy of the oath and code of the watchman.

  [Junior Prison Officer] was promoted to [Elite Prison Officer].

   When wearing this title, the lethality of all chaos side creatures is increased.

   There is a high chance of [Deterrence] weak chaotic creatures, causing [panic effect] to them, but it will also provoke powerful chaotic creatures and let them take the initiative to attack you.

   When wearing this title, the war skill effect of the watcher will be improved, the effect of [Blade of Imprisonment] will be strengthened, and the time that the enemy loses vision will be extended to a maximum of 10 seconds.

  “Shu”

   Above the Warlock Tower, Black used this familiar power, and when the demon incarnation was activated, a pair of beautiful navy blue wings wrapped around the billowing smoke of shadows suddenly opened behind the pirate.

   On top of his twisted and pale cheeks, there were also two extra blue crystal horns.

   He looked at his comrades and subordinates with the twisted and elongated demon face, clasped the suspended Sakir's skull with his right hand, and picked up the smoky Skull of Gul'dan with his left.

   Holding two dark skulls in his hands, he flapped his wings and asked in a hoarse voice:

   "Everyone, are my 'new clothes' beautiful?"

   (end of this chapter)