Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 820 151. This is a new race of ships that you have never played before

   In the Furnace of Storms in the style of the evil gods, the Paladins, the Uncrowned and the Royal Knights of Kul Tiras have already assembled in the rear, advancing slowly.

   The five people who were looking for Daelin also turned to another road filled with the remains of various void creatures.

  Looking at the appearance of those strange void creatures dead without all their corpses, their filthy flesh and blood forming a skeleton road, you know that Dai Lin, who has incarnated as the "Vikul Cut King", is running rampant all the way.

  The brutal guy even cut a "hole" in the flesh and blood wall of the Storm Furnace.

   is like a fiery giant thrown into a labyrinth, choosing the most "direct" way to kill the minions of N'Zoth hiding in the furnace.

  Having such a violent guy leading the way, made the stinky pirate feel a little at ease.

   "Titan Creation" Daelin coupled with the super destructive power of the abyss trident, as long as N'Zoth didn't act in person in this storm furnace, the strength of its hidden creations is estimated to really be unable to stop the frenzied admiral.

   This was a pleasant surprise, leaving enough time for Black's side to find the captured watchers.

   Black and the Watchers were moving fast.

   They didn't jump directly from the heart of the **** stairs in the furnace. That would be too reckless. Who knows what kind of monsters at the bottom are waiting for them to throw themselves into the trap?

   A group of top assassins shuttled back and forth in the shadows, with Blake at the front, the other Watchers scattered to find traces of their compatriots.

  For these elites, stepping into a furnace of flesh and blood like the stomach of a monster does not make them feel intimidated, but the nausea is sure.

   In fact, it's not just them, even the well-informed Blake looks disgusted at this meeting.

  The ground that was stepped on was covered with a layer of viscous flesh and blood, resembling the legendary "creep".

   Every step of walking will produce a strange feeling of pulling, coupled with this aisle in the style of ancient gods and cults, it is really like stepping into someone's stomach.

  The smelly pirate even had to put on Hemet's trap boots to ensure that he could move fast in this passage.

  The watchmen don't have this trouble.

   Their moonlight armor is blessed with the power of magic, so that their movement speed is not slowed down by this corruption.

  The sight is enough to challenge the physiological bottom line, not to mention the interference at the olfactory level. Pirates can be sure that even the smell of the most chaotic garbage dump in the whole world is far more comfortable than this ghost place.

   The rotten smell escaping in all directions made Blake want to roll his eyes, and Old Gani wanted to kill himself on the spot.

   "Look, as I surmised, the Storm Forge itself looks to me like a twisted creature, it's not just N'Zoth's secret bastion in the material world.

   It also bears the arrogant illusion of the ancient gods trying to devour the world. "

  The pirate stood on the edge of the "Flesh Corridor" covered with disgusting horns and gray barbs, pointed to the wreckage of the ship below, and said to the people behind him:

   "Look at these things under your feet, which perfectly confirms my description of their evil nature. I am now really worried about the fate of your poor brethren."

   The Watcher and Arch Druid followed Black's fingers, and on the rubbish-like remnants below, there were only some rotten hulls and keels.

   And the tattered sails tell the final fate of these unfortunate and innocent people.

   Those ships seemed to be swallowed alive by this huge mouth of flesh and blood on the island, and most of them were digested in this evil "stomach".

  The saddest thing is that those sailor traders who were swallowed here could not find even a single corpse. They were sacrificed to this crazy place as the past sacrifices of the cultists of the Church of the Storms.

   As the pirates put it bluntly.

   The entire storm furnace is like a living "organ" composed of flesh and blood.

   is like the malignant tumor of the world, constantly devouring nutrients from the material world, constantly eating the existence foundation of this world, and constantly swallowing the hope of the world.

Then convert these invisible and tangible things into nourishment, supply the thousand-bearded demon N'Zoth sealed in the titan cage, and restore it to its strength, so that the ancient **** who is the source of corrosion has the power to get rid of the ancient gods. captivity.

   "If you think your fellow hapless fellows have stayed in such a dark place for almost a month and can still maintain their sanity, I can only say that you have full confidence in your fellow watchmen."

  Black said to the silent Windrunner mother and Lady Nassa beside him:

   "If I were you, I would now be vigilant about anything that appears in front of my eyes, you have to be careful of those 'companions' who may jump out in a while.

   Although I don't want to say that either.

   But under their unchanging bodies, it is likely that there is no longer a soul you are familiar with.

   Maybe you should be more decisive when you start. After losing your faith, losing your soul, and being tortured, you should at least give them a good time.

   This is what those poor people deserve. "

   "I now hope you're just making some bad jokes"

   The veteran prison officer was silent for a while. She replied in a sad tone. She reached out and gestured to the companions behind her, and made a new tactical arrangement.

  Nasa was reluctant to accept Black's reminder, but her thoughts had changed a bit after she really saw the true face of the Furnace of Storms.

   She is very confident in the firm will of her companions.

   But when she walks here, she will feel uncomfortable all over her body. Elune's power has been a warning, and after she walked into this area, her connection with Luna was severely severed by some dark existence.

   She can't even feel the presence of moonlight, which is a terrible situation for the watchers.

   This made Nasa's mind quiet for a while.

   "This is the enemy of the world, the enemy of all things. It has the same origin as the ancient darkness buried deep in the great desert of Silithus, they are corrupt things that should not exist in any world."

   Arch Druid Shaun Moonpaw gave a more precise description.

   He looked at everything around him with a look of disgust. As an arch druid who maintains the balance of nature, he has never been so eager for destruction as he is now.

   The last time the same emotion appeared was in the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago.

The kaldorei, who had been bruised by that battle, have not recovered to their full prosperity to this day, but compared to the uncomfortable and ugly scene in front of them, the almost endless stream of people pouring out from the desert and trying to devour the world. Desert worms don't seem so unacceptable anymore.

   "There is something ahead! Be alert."

  Blake raised his hand and jumped into the shadows first, because Xalatas's Void Divine Power in his body allowed him to walk in the Furnace of Storms without suffering any spiritual shock.

   Of course, if the "visual pollution" in front of him is also counted as a mental shock, then Blake is indeed under a lot of psychological pressure.

   He would be very fortunate that he was wearing a blindfold, so he didn't have to see these things with his own eyes.

   Therefore, the "resolution" of the Eye of Kilrogg was deliberately lowered, so that all the disgusting things in front of him seemed to be "mosaic", which made the pirates' bad mood finally a little better.

   His reminder came just right, the group quickly hid in the shadows, and the great druid Shaun Moonclaw also quietly entered the hiding in the form of a powerful cheetah incarnated by nature.

   A few seconds later, a group of noisy flesh-and-blood beasts howled like alien reptiles and crawled over the "ground" in front of them, as if they were patrolling.

   Leading them are two huge twisted faceless ones, and two watchmen wearing moonlight armor!

   Judging from the style of their armor, they should still be veterans of the watchmen.

   They didn't have the rigid feeling of being controlled when they walked, and they seemed to maintain their rationality, but as watchmen, they walked with such evil creatures, and it seemed that they were appointed as "Squad Leaders".

   This in itself says a lot.

   The terrible discovery in front of him made the hearts of Nasa and the watchmen sink to the valley. Even if they hurry up, they are still late

   "That's not right, little master."

   Black, who was also watching the outrageous scene in front of him, shook his head, grabbed the dagger and long sword and prepared to attack, but suddenly heard Xalatas' voice again.

   Needless to say, it must be because she is in a place where the void power is unprecedentedly large, and the "special contact channel" of Xalatas has been activated, allowing her to complete cross-world communication again.

  The Essence of the Void whispered to the pirates who were ready to attack:

   "The spirits of those watchmen were suppressed, but they were not completely degraded to the level of void creatures, and their souls were still resisting in the cages of their bodies.

   There must be someone who has a deep understanding of dark corrosion to help them!

  They are still alive.

  Although the magic power in their bodies has been emptied, they can still be reawakened. Well, I think they are on the verge of depravity but they still seem to be saved. It should be more appropriate to call them 'Void Spirits'.

   Of course, their current link with the void is too unstable and can only be regarded as a 'semi-finished product'. "

   "The beta version of 'Rondore'?"

  Black said a special noun in Saras, Saratas was silent for a while, and asked back:

   "Why are you not surprised, little master? Did you predict the birth of such a void elves?"

   "Of course, judging from the elves' super adaptability to various energies and their bizarre 'family tree', the birth of the void elf Rondorei is only a matter of time.

   Not only did I predict Ron'dorei, but I also predicted that the blood elf Sallein might also appear in the next few years. "

  The pirate approached the Void Creation in front of him and said in his heart:

"But I used to think that the Void Elves that are all black after being cut should be born among the Quel'dorei Elves who like to accept various energies indiscriminately. Get a head start'.

   can only say that things are impermanent.

   Instead, you came just in time, help me look at it, Xalatas. If N'Zoth wants to give me a 'little surprise', be sure to let me know in advance. "

   "Don't worry, little master."

   Xal'atas let out a seductive chuckle and said:

   "I get the feeling that N'Zoth is going to be busy, the kind of scrambled. Your raid has disrupted all its plans, and it is now trying to make up for it, and is full of anger trying to take advantage of the situation.

   It is seeking this void to open the gates of Ny'alotha, turning all the warriors united into its servants.

   But it is a pity that the Void Heralds that guard the gate are being slaughtered by a titan-like berserk lifeform.

   Well, the way he fights reminds me of the brave and fearless Iron Vrykul warriors of the Dominion War. Did you ask Odin for support? little Master.

  When did the miserly king of war become so generous? He also specially sent Lei Zhu Yingling to help you? When did the relationship between the undead fleet and Valhalla Sky Fortress become so good? "

   "Uh, the specific situation is more complicated."

   Black pouted and said:

   "I'll tell you when I'm free, and help me guard."

After finishing speaking, the pirate appeared in the center of the void creation group with a whistle, and started to smash an oversized shadowy fury in all directions. The confinement effect is doubled.

The   watchers follow him on the attack, like a perfect coordination of wolves hunting.

  While Shadow Fury stunned the Void Abnormality, more than four elite wardens and Black himself were spinning their bodies at the same time, and five sharp-blade storms swept in all directions.

   Those weak flesh and blood beasts were cleared by one blow, and the powerful Faceless One just recovered from the stun of the Shadow Fury, and was repeatedly brought into the forced imprisonment of the loss of perspective by the prison officers' [Blade of Imprisonment].

  Three seconds later, the two elite faceless men couldn't even counterattack, and they were slashed into filthy flesh and waste under the continuous, perfect coordination, and ignoring defenses of shadow raids.

   It's as smooth as Paoding Jie Niu.

   And the two Fallen Watchers were also trapped in place by the natural magic of the Great Druid Moonclaw, which was imprisoned by the roots. Their minds were infected by the void, but their fighting power was not affected.

  The moment they were imprisoned, they had to jump out of the confinement with a watchman flip. As a result, the black arrows that flew in accurately blocked their space, and then a high-level prison officer like Nasa personally took action to capture them.

After the    bang bang, the Fallen Watchers were neatly disarmed, and they lost their ability to counterattack in an instant under the sap of Blake, who was holding the tidal scepter.

   "The good news is that they are still alive."

Blake pushed aside the owl helmets of the two fallen watchers who were being held in place by others, and opened their black eyes very playfully, and looked at the others in a serious tone. Say:

   "The bad news is you have to get them out of here.

   Put them in your cage! It takes at least a hundred years for them to purify the void power in their bodies and no longer be disturbed by the thoughts of the ancient gods.

   At that time, they will become "partners of justice" again, holding the power of corruption, but still loyal to the moon god. "

   "They have been infected by the ancient gods."

  The Arch Druid frowned and said to Black:

   "Why do you think they can recover? There is no precedent for this before."

   "Because I am a prophet, all those who do not obey my prophecy have already eaten the bitter fruit. You may be the next one, but I am not very concerned about your ending."

  Blake emphasized:

   "As for the source of my confidence, you can't understand it because I talk too much. You just need to know that the ancient **** is the ancient god, and the void is the void. These are two completely different concepts, and you should not confuse them.

  If you don't believe me, then kill them, I have nothing to lose anyway.

  I have fulfilled my promise to you, I have brought you to find them.

   There are more Fallen Watchers lingering in front, maybe Sera Moonguard and Maiev the stinky woman are there too. Now, whether to kill or stay, you quickly make a decision.

   The main purpose of my coming here is to find that stinky woman and kill her majesty.

  I don't have time to listen to your bullshit. "

   (end of this chapter)