Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 694 25. Arthas Justice Execution!

   "Damn, I don't know what happened to that guy Black to make all the dragons bred by the Dragonmaw clan riot. He needs our help!"

   General Maris, above the city, felt the riots of the dragons.

   He quickly weighed the pros and cons, and decided to give up his chosen target and help Black instead.

   He quickly rushed to the edge of a cliff in the abandoned dwarf city and looked down, seeing the scorching dazzling dragon breath illuminating the tunnel below as bright as a lava hell.

   With the keen vision of the Ranger General, he could even clearly see that each and everyone behemoths were taking off from the lowest nest and rushing towards a tunnel leading to the dragon's nest.

   "Ronin! Come here!"

  Maris called out, and the red-haired and bearded mage who was preparing the magic gem ran over when he saw the general ranger pointing at the buildings on the edge of the city and said to him:

   "Blow it up! Let the gravel go down and block the entrance to the tunnel, we have to buy him some time."

   "There are formations carrying high platforms! General."

  Luoning carefully distinguished the trend of the rock wall above with the strictness that a mage should have. He swallowed and said in a difficult tone:

   "If we blow up there, the route the Wildhammers told us to evacuate will be cut off, and we'll be trapped here, surrounded by furious orcs and killed.

   There are thousands of orcs here, and they all hate us.

   This is not a good choice. "

   "Listen to me, yes."

  Marris patted Ronin on the shoulder and explained:

"The crux of the problem is the dragon's soul, don't you understand? As long as we destroy the evil artifact, not only will the three giant dragon legions come to support immediately, but the Red Dragon Queen who is imprisoned below the city will also be freed. .

   Think of the anger she accumulated after being imprisoned by the orcs for many years, and then watching her sons become playthings of the orcs.

   We don't need to evacuate at all, Ronin.

   We just have to wait here and watch the Dragonmaw clan be devoured by the mad revenge of the dragons. "

   "But that evil artifact certainly won't be destroyed so easily."

  Ronin was persuaded.

   While crushing the magic gem in his hand, he began to release the most powerful destruction spell he had mastered, and whispered in the magic shock:

   "We still have to get it out of this place."

   "No, I believe in Black's dark wisdom."

  Marris coughed and said:

   "He dares to take us here to risk his life and promise us victory, and he must have a way to destroy that evil artifact, although I don't know what he should do to accomplish this feat.

   But I am sure he can do it!

   Think about his actions in Dalaran and the northern border. For him, the current situation is not even a challenge. Well, he is such an amazing man.

  Hands on!

quick! "

"Oh."

   At Nathanos' urging, Ronin hesitated to answer. He looked back at Arthas. The little prince looked serious and nodded to him.

   "Cast it, what are you doing?"

   Vereesa shouted beside Ronin:

   "My eldest and second sisters both told me not to underestimate Blake Shaw's dark wisdom. I will also believe him at this time. Quickly cast spells!"

   "Don't rush, you woman, magic is not your arrow, magic needs to be sung."

  Ronin complained.

   He took a deep breath. The mage was under the special heavy pressure when a huge amount of magic power was manipulated. He used the staff in his hand as a medium for casting spells and raised it high.

  The two magic formulas of   Arcane Enhancement and Presence of Mind were activated one after another, and dazzling lightning bolts wrapped around Luo Ning's body, causing the young mage's robe to sway.

   He stared at the target point above, and in the roar of the staff hitting the ground, an excessive arcane impact magic ball as big as a rolling marshmallow was thrown by Ronin to the upper mountain wall on the edge of losing control.

  Behind the magic ball, there were two elf sniper blast arrows fired by Nathanos and Vereesa at the same time.

   followed by a loud roar.

   "Unfortunate" Ronin is a very low-key guy who usually looks miserable. Anyone who knows his "reputation" will be attracted by his bizarre doom story.

   But people often overlook the talent and strength hidden under Ronin's bad luck.

   It is impossible for a hapless and foolish mage to be accepted as an apprentice by a red dragon prince disguised as a human being, and to be picked by Archmage Krasus’s eyes, it has already shown that the low-key Ronin is actually a very talented guy.

   He has his own understanding of the use of magic.

   Just like now, a large and excessive arcane impact accurately shattered the connection point of the rock wall above, causing large pieces of gravel to rain down on the dragon nest below.

   In the piercing explosion of the following two explosive arrows, more boulders were peeled off, and the dwarf city platform above Grim Batol was broken by a third.

  The giant rock smashed down the mountain walls on both sides, almost involving the weak Ronin, but fortunately, the quick-witted Win Leisala gave him a hand.

   Let the weak mage and Miss Ranger tumble together, dodging the shot of the gravel.

   This wave of "big" bombardments immediately stopped the young dragons in the dragon's nest from jumping into the tunnel, and also gave Black, who was fighting Jorazy Ravenholdt in the tunnel, plenty of time.

  Although Black will be able to face the siege of the dragons with ease, he does not need their help.

   But those falling rocks smashed into the dragon's nest, and it did prevent more dragons from rushing into the tunnel to disrupt the confrontation between the pirates and the duke, which was also a brilliant assist.

   However, as Luo Ning said, this violent explosion immediately attracted the attention of the dragonmaw orcs wandering around. Under the roar of several warlords, more violent orcs rushed towards this direction.

   "Prepare for battle! Hold our ground! Right here, we cannot retreat!"

   Nathanos pulled out his Goron Bone War Spear from the corpse of the young dragon beside him with a swipe, then turned his head and said to Arthas, who was clenching his weapon behind him;

   "Your Highness, you can go down now."

"Um?"

   The little prince, who had just finished an exciting battle, blinked and asked:

   "What? What are you going to do?"

   "Jorazie Ravenholdt is down there."

  Nathanos pointed to his feet with a serious expression and said:

   "Black should have stopped him. Didn't you claim to personally solve the rebellious master who did bad things? Before leaving, Black told me that if your performance is good, then he is willing to give you this opportunity to execute justice with your own hands.

   Plus the upcoming battle may be dangerous, I can't keep you here.

  Come on down, there is more need for you there. "

"it is good!"

   Hearing Jorazzi Ravenholdt's name, Arthas's eyes rolled with anger.

   He left the team without hesitation and groped for the dragon's nest below the city alone. The two royal guards wanted to follow to protect them, but were stopped by Maris.

General   The Ranger turned his head to look at the low-key ship doctor Ms. Selin who was holding the Perfect Recovery Scepter. He took another look at the young but fearless Priest of Light beside him, Paltrice, and said:

   "Patris's healing skills are quite superb. She alone is enough to heal our pain. Why don't Ms. Natalie go to protect the little prince?"

   "He doesn't need protection."

   Natalie Selling reached out and pulled her hood, her eyes hidden in the shadows with an eerie purple glow, and said:

   "His Royal Highness Arthas has a beast roaring in his heart. He has killed the boy in his heart with his own hands. He can also hurt people wantonly instead of letting himself be hurt by darkness."

   "That's what it says."

  Maris shrugged and whispered:

   "But after all, this is His Royal Highness's first actual battle, it's always good to have one more person to take care of. To be honest, I'm not very at ease to let Blake take care of His Highness Arthas.

  God knows what the **** the bad guy is going to feed him.

  His Royal Highness Prince is in a period of change of mind, I don't want to see a fallen prince with a dark heart appear. "

   "Do you believe me that much? General Maris."

   The ship doctor gave a strange chuckle and said:

   "I'm a shadow priest. When it comes to the darkness in my heart, I'm no match for the captain."

   "You are at least a priest."

  Marris ended the conversation with a gesture, saying:

   "Protect him for us."

   "Shall I go?"

   Holding a holy staff and wearing a priest's robe, but unable to hide the surprising curves of his legs, the young priest Paltrice whispered with some lack of confidence:

   "If Mentor Natalie doesn't want to go, I can"

   "No, child."

   Natalie sighed.

   She patted Parrice on the shoulder and said earnestly to the young man who was once her own disciple:

   "A holy priest with no offensive power can't handle this kind of situation, you just need to protect yourself and others. Isen Lien taught you well, and you didn't waste your talent."

   After she finished speaking, she leaned on her angel-shaped staff and strode into the dark tunnel behind.

   After Natalie left, she had been acting cautiously just now, and the bunny-like Miss Partrice sighed with relief. She kept drawing religious symbols on her chest and praying in a low voice.

   This gesture caught the attention of the mage, Ronin, who asked curiously:

   "Miss Reverend, I think you seem to be afraid of Ms. Natalie, why? She is very nice, and she is also a priest of the Holy Light, why do you feel afraid?"

   "You don't understand anything! Shut up, ignorant mage."

  Miss Partrice was caught in her mind, and she scolded her face with a reddish face, and then she pursed her lips again, with a hint of fear, and said in a low voice:

   "None of you can feel it, but I can, I feel like a light on my back when I'm around her, mentor Natalie has gone too far on that forbidden road.

   Teacher Ethan Lien is right.

   It's not the orcs that I should be worried about during this trip, but her.

   None of us would be able to leave this cursed city alive if she suddenly went mad.

  This is her home.

  The dark spells hidden deep in the earth are actively helping her. "

"No way?"

  The shield-wielding warrior Farek looked worriedly at the direction where the prince disappeared, and he asked in a low voice:

   "Is Ms. Natalie Selling that powerful?"

   "She's more powerful than you think, warrior."

   Maris, who was holding a **** beast bone war spear in his hand, coughed and looked at the violent orcs rushing around in front of him, he said:

   "The reason why the dragon's response was so slow just now was because Ms. Selin was constantly disrupting its spirit with psychic magic. Without her assistance, our victory would not have been so easy.

   But now is not the time to say that.

   Vereesa! Ronin! How long are you two going to hug?

  Come here!

   Orcs want to kill us, everyone, get ready to fight! "

   Soon, everyone was ready.

The number of    orcs far exceeded their expectations, and an expected difficult battle was about to begin, but at the moment when the orcs roared and rushed over, Maris, who had already drawn his bow, suddenly snorted in confusion.

   He felt that the situation was slightly more delicate.

   A wind that should not have been blowing in the abandoned city of dwarves suddenly blew next to everyone. This chilly wind was very similar to Alterac's wind, and it represented the power of an extremely cold place.

   "Om"

  A huge portal suddenly opened above the crowd without warning, and the energetic blue dragon warrior, His Highness Little Xingxing, jumped out of it with a gold-trimmed blue dragon battle flag.

   She landed in front of everyone, turned her head and made a grimace at them.

   Then he turned his head, and with a serious expression, he threw the golden blue battle flag forward in his hand.

   shouted in dragon language:

   "Blue Dragonflight! Heed my orders! The dragon's soul has been destroyed by my human servants! There is nothing to bind us! Strike! Kill the orcs!"

   For the majesty of the weaver! To protect the glory of the Dragon Legion!

  Kill it! "

Under the roar of her waving the battle flag, several adult blue dragons flapped their wings and flew out from the dragon language magic portal that bloomed in the back. With only one round of breathing, the streets of the abandoned dwarf city and some of them were taken away. Hundreds of violent orcs were frozen into ice cubes.

   is not just blue dragons.

  The green dragons also appeared from the dream.

   However, there are not many of them, mainly because Grim Batol is a small mountain city, and there is no way to let more dragons enter here to fight.

   But that's enough.

   "Hey, you guys, don't rush out for a while!"

   The little star carrying the battle flag put on a proud gesture of "this is all my credit", and said to the group of people behind Maris:

   "The Spell Weavers and Awakeners have given orders, you should go to the Dragon Sleep Temple to accept the gratitude of the Dragon Legion. This is the supreme honor that few mortals can get.

   Then, if any other dragon asks, you say you are my human servants, you know?

   When this is over, I will give you a favor in private.

   By the way, what about my senior?

  Why didn't you see him? "

—

   "Ouch, it's really miserable."

  In the underground tunnel that was almost melted by the dragon fire, Blake dragged a pitch-black "humanoid" that had been burned with a hook and lock, and walked out of the big pit burned by the dragon fire.

   As he walked forward, he turned around and said to the poor **** behind whom the burnt mother did not know:

   "Fortunately, the fire of the red dragon is not fatal. Even if these life-loving guys are extremely hated, they will not use their own flames to burn you to ashes.

   But if you think this is a kind of luck, then you are very wrong, my dear lord the duke. "

   "Kill me!"

   Duke Jorazzi, whose life was sealed by the fire of the red dragon, no longer has the concept of skin. With difficulty, he opened his blinded eyes on his black face, and said to Blake like a prayer:

   "Kill me, give me one. Decent! You have won, let me die. It hurts and hurts!"

   "It's not up to me to let you go, and I said just now that I've forgiven you, poor bastard."

  Blake curled his lips and glanced at Arthas Menethil, who was rushing from the other end of the tunnel. He whistled and said to Duke Jorazie:

   "Look, the real sufferer is here, and you should pray for him to do something quicker, not me."

After speaking, the pirate bent down, pulled out the weird dagger held in Duke Jorazzi's left hand and the seal on his finger, took a step back, and made a "please" gesture to the little prince who was standing dazedly behind him. .

   He patted Arthas on the shoulder and said:

   "Don't say I don't take care of you in the future, little prince, go ahead."

   "Do your justice."

   (end of this chapter)