Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 693 24. Cypress, Mazefak

   "Ow"

  The body was covered with scars from the magic shock, and the red dragon young dragon with two arrows in his eyes fell down with a wailing, like the collapse of a hill.

   Its dragon claws have been shattered by sharp blades.

   At the dragon scales on the neck, there is also a Goron bone war spear inserted two-thirds of the way.

This is a sad birth, and it is sad to die, but the noble life could have let out the last wailing, its head hit the ground, and the last scene seen in the splash of dragon blood was a young man with a heavy blade and surrounded by anger. Jumping over from the front, the long sword that broke the wind and screamed in his hand stabbed fiercely into the wound between its eyes.

   Lionheart holy sword is roaring.

  The weapon made by the dwarf mountain king pierced through the scales of the dragon, and was pushed into the keel by Arthas amid the scorching hot blood.

   is like a toothpick inserted into the brain, taking the last breath of the red dragonfly.

   "Puff"

   When he saw the light in the big eyes of the red young dragon shattered in front of him, Arthas, panting, sat on the young dragon's head.

   He even ignored the dragon blood flowing around him, reached out and took off his battle helmet, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

   It's not just nervousness.

   Instead, he just squatted behind Farek's heavy shield and ate a dragon's breath, which made him so hot that he was just as embarrassed as being fished out of the water.

   But the joy in my heart cannot be concealed.

  Today, he killed a dragon and accomplished something that 99% of the warriors in this world could not do! Even if it was just a wounded young dragon, that was enough for the young prince to be proud of.

  This victory also fully proved the power of the "Deathwing's Compendium of Dragon Slaying", and the forbidden knowledge described in it is really very useful.

   "The head of this red dragon will be taken back as a testament to His Royal Highness's bravery, which will give His Highness a higher prestige among the people."

  The royal attendant, Mavien, strode forward, took out the sword to cut off the young dragon's head, but was stopped by Maris. He took out a pocket watch and looked at the time, saying:

   "We don't have so much time to pack up our loot. The Orc Overseers are still waiting for us to hunt, rest for a few minutes, and then we'll set off immediately."

  “Oooo”

   As soon as General Ranger finished speaking, he heard a fierce and noisy dragon roar from the dragon's nest in the cave below the city. The movement seemed to be that many young dragons were stimulated to roar.

   It was even mixed with one or two roars of a low, violent adult dragon.

   Something must have happened below!

—

   Something really happened below.

  In the tunnel leading to the dragon's nest under the city, the stinky pirate will have transformed into the form of a dreadlord.

   He was pulling his sharp claws out of the heart of a hapless young dragon, along with the broken scales and the tangled heart.

   There were also several young dragons howling and rushing around, but the Dreadlord carried the Sinner's Ridge Scythe and grinned into the shadows.

   Mephistos's proud trick "Shadow Creep" is activated.

  The two big bat phantoms rush wildly on the left and the right. Everywhere they go, they will trigger fierce shadow explosions. This corrosive and powerful vicious magic turns those young dragons upside down.

   The point is that they can't even fight back.

   There is no way to force Black out of the shadows, the magic bombardment of this shadow creep will not stop, they are red dragons, and they do not have the super resistance to shadow magic like black dragons.

   These repeated bursts of Shadow Blast weaken their bodies each time, making the next blast more destructive.

   But they couldn't retreat.

  Because Duke Jorazzi was holding the Dragon Soul and ordered them to kill Black.

   They cannot disobey the order of the evil artifact, whether the artifact is in the hands of an orc or a human being.

   "Don't think about running, you poor bastard!"

  The released Sakir's skull was surrounding the beating Duke Jorazy, constantly attacking the Duke who wanted to escape with his vicious torture spells.

   The vicious old man screamed in eredar, which the Duke did not understand:

   "Sad bug, you must think of a way out before doing things. This is my painful lesson, but you are destined to not learn this lesson, die! Die!"

   The dark flying skull roared and used the most vicious curses to take turns. In just one minute, the Duke was covered with seven curses with different effects, which caused the legendary master assassin to have an unbearable headache.

   Heck!

   Don't talk about fighting Black, he can't even deal with Black's evil and crazy dark magic weapon!

   This is a desperate and regrettable truth.

   But even though he was embarrassed, the Duke did not think he would lose.

   Although he is not a spellcaster, in the rough connection with the dragon's soul, he still feels that a huge will is responding to him.

   is not the red dragon queen Alexstrasza, but the powerful consort of the red dragon queen who is also imprisoned in the dragon's lair.

   "Mortal, my name is Taranisterz, the Queen's **** and lover, and I sense the changing hands of the dragon soul. You may not be the same as those fallen orcs.

  Release us and you will be thanked by the Red Dragon Army. "

  An old and low voice echoed in the Duke's spirit, this must be a powerful red dragon prince, which made the Duke's eyes bright, and he immediately responded:

"Of course, great red dragons, I am here to save you, I have reached an agreement with Lord Krasus, I will take the dragon's soul away from Grim Batol, and I will give your queen freedom .

   But I am now being attacked by an evil one.

   He is an associate of the orcs, he is preventing me from taking this evil artifact, come and help me! Mighty dragon, help me kill him, and I will fulfill my oath at once! "

   responded to the Duke with a moment of silence.

   But then a lower and grander dragon roar sounded from the dragon's lair.

   A gigantic behemoth flapped its wings and took off. Its might was so powerful that Black in the form of a frightened dreadlord jumped out of hiding and began to attack the duke.

   "Ha, you're scared!"

  The Duke did not choose to fight Blake in melee. The pirates in the form of the Dread Demon King are not easy to mess with at first sight. The Duke has enough wisdom to distinguish what kind of measures are most beneficial to him at the moment.

   He chose cunning delaying tactics.

   As long as the red dragon prince below rushes into the tunnel, no matter how powerful Black is, he will return with hatred.

   Holding the dragon's soul, he ordered the red young dragons in the tunnel to come to him, almost using his body as a human shield to **** the duke.

   The young dragons were forced to use the dragon's breath to spit indiscriminately, and the old man Thakiel was temporarily repelled.

   This made the vicious skull very dissatisfied, and it was ready to absorb the surrounding vitality and use a devour of Thalkiel to completely smash that cockroach-like bug.

   But this dangerous move was stopped by Black.

   He threw out the group's sleeping psychic magic, bound the young dragons in place, and once again flickered and jumped over a long distance, dodged to the Duke's side, waved his claws, and hit the legendary assassin master.

   looked at the hit, but was dodged by Duke Jorazzi with a weird evasion method.

The Duke    laughed and jumped into the shadows, and reappeared at the exit of the tunnel, where he was greeted by a series of shadow throwing knives thrown by Black and two swirling moon blades.

   But these deadly attacks were all dodged by the Duke with superb skills.

   And behind him, a huge old red dragon prince has flapped his wings and hovered there.

   It stood behind the duke like a terrifying shadow.

  Two groups of flaming eyes stared at the Dread Demon King in front of him, the terrifying dragon might spread out, pressing down heavily in the entire tunnel, escorting the Duke's victory.

   "You lose, greedy bastard."

   Duke Jorazzi let out a long, stylish laugh, without too much sarcasm, he looked at Blake Shaw in a state of demon transformation, and said:

   "But I also have to admit that you have enough power to start a new era of darkness, and I have no intention of going against you, Blake. That's all for this discussion.

  I'm leaving, don't chase after me! "

   "Well, the old man is still amazing."

  Blake coughed and moved from demon form to human form. He seemed to be rubbing his head in disappointment and said to Duke Jorazzi:

   "Then you're going to take the dragon's soul away so that the red dragons can get rid of their weakness, right? Didn't you think about destroying it right here?"

   "Of course we discussed it, but even existences like Archmage Krasus and Spellweavers can't destroy artifacts like the Dragon Soul.

  It was forged ten thousand years ago and has the power to control dragons. I heard that the Burning Legion failed because the power of the dragon soul shattered the demon's portal. "

  Duke is already winning this meeting.

   He spared Blake generously on the surface, but in his heart he had already ordered Taranisterz, the red dragon prince suspended behind him, to bury Black completely here with a deep breath of dragon fire.

   In order to paralyze the smelly pirate, he also answered Black's question in a gentle tone, chuckled again, and said:

   "It saved the world, how could such an artifact be destroyed by a humble mortal like me?"

   "Really? Do you think this artifact cannot be destroyed?"

  The pirate shook his head, he coughed and said:

   "Then can you explain to me what is that thing stuck on the surface of the dragon soul in your hand?"

   "Huh? How can there be this!"

  The Duke heard the words and lowered his head, looking at the golden plate-like artifact in his hand. It was supposed to be a smooth and extremely sturdy surface of the artifact, and in the center of it was a black thing like a dagger.

   It looked like a small broken dragon scale.

   It's stuck on the surface of the Dragon Soul, like the only flaw in a perfect treasure.

   But what made the Duke feel horrified was that around the dragon scales inserted into the surface of the divine artifact, there were already fragmented spider web cracks extending and beating.

   "Let me tell you a secret."

  Blake's sinister voice sounded in front of him as the Duke's mood rose, and there was a kind of joy in seeing people's unfortunate luck in the business.

He says:

   "Dragon Soul is so strong that no blast from the Well of Eternity can destroy it. But it's also fragile, just need to find the right 'weapon' to destroy it with a single stroke.

   Fortunately, I have collected enough of these 'weapons' from the destruction of the Worldbreaker in the destruction of Dalaran. "

  The smelly pirate Shi Shiran raised his left hand and flicked it like magic.

  The five broken dragon scales polished into a flying knife-like shape were caught between his fingers like a fan opened, and they were closed and disappeared in the next moment.

   "You ordered the red dragon to deal with me with the dragon's soul?"

  Blake clutched his stomach and laughed.

   The evil happiness that has been smothered in my heart is flowing freely in the tunnel of this moment.

   He pointed to the duke who was dumbfounded in front of him, and smiled, as if he saw the funniest performance in the world. He said:

   "You claim that you are here to save the Red Dragon, but what is the difference between what you have done and Nekros Skullbreaker? You have made a terrible mistake, my dear Lord Duke.

   And this mistake will ruin you completely.

   I didn't even need to get my hands on it.

   I just need to stand here and admire you being pushed into **** by your own hands. "

"Do not!"

   Duke turned around suddenly.

   Looking at the old red dragon prince behind him who had begun to accumulate dragon fire in his huge mouth, he just thought that the anger in the red dragon's eyes was aimed at Blake.

   But at this moment, he realized that the anger was born of him.

   The dragon fire that made him horrified, compressed and rolled in the mouth of the old red dragon.

The damage of the    Dragon Soul makes it impossible to control these noble, powerful and indifferent, and at the same time, countless legendary creatures of pain and anger have accumulated in their hearts.

   The red dragons are going for revenge!

"Do not!"

The Duke    raised the dragon soul that was shattering in his hand, and he shouted:

   "I'm here to help you! I have an agreement with Krasus! I'm your friend, I'm not the dragonmaw orc who enslaves you!"

   "In our eyes, trying to manipulate us is no different from a fallen orc!"

   This is the response of the Red Dragon Prince Taranisterz to the Duke's defense.

   Along with the response, there was also a scorching dragon's breath, which imposed all the humiliation and pain that the Red Dragon Legion had suffered in the past few years on the hateful human being in front of him.

   "Boom"

   The dragon's soul, which had already begun to shatter, made a crisp sound of glass shattering under the attack of the dragon fire. It was also so sweet in the Duke's wailing and the red dragon's roar.

  Black raised his hand to cover the scorching fire waves rolling in front of him.

   His ethereal lord rushed out of the shadows and used a dark sacrifice magic to turn himself into a thick shadow shield, covering the pirate's body so that he would not be hurt by the aftermath of the dragon fire.

   In Blake's fingers, he saw the Duke's final struggle submerged in the dragon fire, like a lit stake, causing the **** to suffer a terrible torture he never imagined.

"Ha ha."

  The pirate let out a pleasant nasal sound, admiring the "cremation" in front of him, and said:

   "This is the end of provoking the dark wisdom, my dear lord. I forgive you for using my plans to your advantage, just as Anduin Lothar forgives you for your infidelity and double-mindedness.

  You don't have to bear my wrath for this.

  Be careful in your next life.

  You poor old and rotten **** who just hides in the dark and poses. "

   (end of this chapter)