Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 825 156. I would like to call you the first reckless man of Kul Tiras

The    general attack has been launched, and the righteous people have approached the middle and lower parts of the Storm Furnace. As the fastest group of people, Fenna could even hear the weird roar mixed with the symphony of steel from the lower floor.

   Big Daddy Dailin in the form of "Vyku Knives King" also went crazy below.

  He has hacked to death the "Sleepless Secret Party" stationed here, and this will be fighting against the general guard sent by N'Zoth to the Furnace of Storms, the Void Herald.

In the hidden path leading to the lower level of the Furnace of Storms, Daelin's good comrade Gene, who had been low-key until he had been "fishing and paddling", suddenly "transformed" and cut off the heads of two Kethil assassins neatly. The sudden change in this scene made several people beside him step aside.

  Especially Mrs. Golden Sword who is maintaining spellcasting.

   She herself was bewildered by this bizarre change. Seeing Jean's hideous face that had completely turned into a werewolf, Madam flashed and teleported to her daughter.

   Fenna Jinjian, who chopped down the last faceless attacker with a flying axe, also carried "Ursoc's Wisdom" and the phase barrier, turned around to face Jean and made a shield block action.

   "Hey, were you bitten by those Void Creatures?"

   Fina exclaimed:

   "Do they still have this ability? Can they turn a normal person into a werewolf? No way?"

  Gene himself didn't say much.

He didn't even pay attention to the vigilance and suspicion of the four people in front of him, but raised his head, the nostrils at the front of his mouth protruding like a wolf moved lightly, the bloodshot eyes tangled in those gray eyes, and the uncontrollable wild aura on his body, as well as that The canine teeth poking out from the corners of the mouth are really frightening.

   A second later, Jean suddenly raised his left claw and slashed the accessory blade towards the place where no one was around him.

   "Bang" with a crisp sound, and the broken blade swirled out, stabbing on the fleshy ground beside Jean's dewclaws-torn boots.

   At the place where he swung his sword, Black, who appeared with the moon blade, made a pause.

   The stinky pirate said exaggeratedly:

   "Well, my noble and wild King Jean, how does it feel to be a werewolf under the moonlight? Do you feel that you are full of power now?"

   The magic eyeballs floating on his shoulders turned up and down, as if scrutinizing, and asked again:

"I'm curious, which lucky werewolf bit you? Or are you actively pursuing this kind of power? After seeing the majesty of the pack of wolves with your own eyes, you tried to assimilate and control it by sacrificing yourself. Those crazy werewolves, make them your people again?

  You really intend to become the king of wolves. It seems that you have understood my 'hard work', which is really gratifying. But I still have to ask, are you sure you are here to help, not to cause trouble?

   I suggest you hold your ground and quit now.

  Werewolves' sanity issues are already a headache, and I really don't want to see you go crazy in N'Zoth's turf. The rest of you look at him too, though the werewolf curse doesn't infect the elves

   Uh, I forgot. "

  Blake patted his forehead and looked at the four strange-looking people beside him as if he had suddenly realized.

   He said meaningfully:

   "The curse of the werewolf can be transmitted to the night elves. The original werewolf was the Kaldorei. As for whether the Quel'dorei elves are immune to being bitten by the mad werewolf

   I don't know.

   So, good luck, friends with werewolves. "

   "Can you say something nice!"

  Fina moved her shoulders uncomfortable, screaming and scolding.

   He thought that Black was just making a disgusting joke, but he didn't realize that under Black's "reminder", the expressions of Mrs. Golden Sword and the Elf Sword Saint Dawn Seeker became vigilant at the same time.

   These three words were also heard by the Moonclaw Grand Druid who came from behind. He blinked and turned back to the watcher Nasa who was shaking his head beside him:

   "He said that to deliberately isolate the werewolf king named Jean, right? Why did he do that?"

   "Gene is his enemy, and he doesn't want Gene to get too close to other people to form an alliance against him, and it is an understandable move to sow discord.

  Black is very good at using words to stir up this distrust factor in others. "

   Nasa explained in a low voice:

   "But in this case, I think it's more likely that he's just casually provoking a conflict, maybe it's just for fun, or he's provoking Gene to make him angry and lose his mind.

   In short, Arch Druid, don't believe any of Blake's words, and don't think he is our friend just because he maintains a good relationship with the Wilderness Demigod.

   He is not anyone's friend!

   Keep this in mind.

  Although I followed him out of frustration and for a short time, I have seen through his essence.

  The cunning and viciousness of this pirate is beyond your imagination. He relies on his precise prophecy to fan the flames, spread chaos and hatred. Compared with him, the ancestor Saatsavis is as pure as a child. "

   The Watcher's explanation made the Moonclaw Druid nodded slightly.

   But the two did not intervene in the conversation between Black and Jean in front of them.

  After Black finished speaking, he saw Jean jumping over with a swoosh, like the wildness of a werewolf hunting, his claws fluttering in the air to bring out afterimages, and each claws slashed towards Black's vitals, killing him with every move.

   But the pirates dodged in place, evading Genn's attacks lightly every time, making the enraged werewolf look like he was fighting his own shadow.

   After Gene turned into a werewolf, his temper was really outrageous.

  The great knight Uther hurriedly stepped forward to hold the angry Jean, not afraid that the mad werewolf would turn back to him.

   There is no "special medicine" for the Werewolf Curse, no matter how elegant and easy-going before the transformation, after the transformation of the werewolf, it is a mad dog who will lose his mind at any time.

   But the adventure of the Great Knight is also justified.

   This general attack is going well now, and it is about to reach the final gate of the evil land. When the victory is about to be won, you can't let your own people start fighting.

  So, Brother Ji, forget it, for the time being, I’m all my own, so be patient first.

   While breathing heavily, Jean scolded the stinky pirate with his arms in front of him in a low voice:

   "You evil pirate, if it weren't for the urgent situation now, I would kill you even if I died here! Because of your mischief, my people have suffered greatly.

  After the disaster in Gilneas, you came to Kul Tiras again to make trouble.

   It's all your fault! "

   "Hey, although I am wearing a blindfold, I think you are truly blind. Anyone with normal vision should understand that I am here as a 'savior'.

  You blame me for all your problems and make me feel like you're a pretty incompetent king.

   Or, do you think I'm causing trouble for you by breaking through the Dark Veil of Kul Tiras with one hand? Did you sacrifice your brain for strength? Jean.

   Do you really think that if I don't do all this, the Church of the Storm and N'Zoth will honestly hide and respect the people of Kul Tiras?

   When something happens, you don't want to solve it, but blame the 'bell ringer' who picks up the trouble. Your idea is really interesting, no wonder Gilneas is in such a mess. "

  Blake took out his ears and said casually:

   "Besides, are you sure you can kill me if you try your best? It seems that some people really think that they can turn curses into power, but it's good that you hide it.

   Even those mad druids of the Rende Society have been deceived by you. "

  Gene's wolf teeth rubbed together to make a dangerous sound, his ears pricked up, and a pair of beast pupils stared at Black, as if he was ready to rush out to fight at any time.

   But the pirates are not at all intimidated by this crazy wild killing intent.

   He even approached Jean very playfully, sniffed beside the gray-haired werewolf king, and waved his hands very regretfully and said:

   "I've also dabbled in alchemy, look at the strong herbal smell on you.

   But the potions you have prepared are about to be unable to suppress your continuous burst of animal nature. My poor majesty, every 'transformation' consumes your few human natures.

   Maybe after two or three more times, you can no longer be forced back into human form by the power of the potion.

   Judging from your current appearance, you should have obtained the secret herbal medicine of the Worship Cult, which allows you to maintain a part of your mind even in the werewolf form, but listen to my persuasion.

  If only the potion can't solve the problem, the power of the curse is like an invisible hunter, following you like a shadow, it will take everything from you sooner or later.

The    werewolves are monsters created by the druids, and the key to solving the problem is also there.

   But druids are a bunch of bad guys!

   They know where the breakthrough is to solve the problem, but they are unwilling to hand over that vital natural treasure to you. Those nature worshippers who live in the den are a bunch of bad guys, and you have to be careful with them as friends. "

   "cough cough"

   Before Black's words were finished, the great druid Shaun Moonclaw behind him coughed. The old elf froze his face and said in a cold tone:

"Is this the way you humans behave? Talking bad about us in front of me? Your pirate, you may have seen the Warden's Vault, but I don't think you've heard of the Cenarion Order's Tree Hole. cage.

  I mean, if you provoke hatred like this again, then when I go back to Val'sharah, I'll have to take a half-dead pirate prisoner with me. "

   "Okay, I was wrong, but I'm not talking nonsense, right?"

  Black spread his arms and said to the Moonclaw Arch Druid:

   "Even an ignorant alien pirate like me knows that the Luna Scythe, lost for more than 9,000 years, is hidden in an abandoned temple in Ashenvale.

  You old druids who have lived for more than 10,000 years must not know? "

  “.”

   The expression on the face of the Great Druid of the Moonclaw was quite wonderful at this moment.

After a few seconds of    silence, he took a deep look at Blake and said:

  "We really don't know this. If we knew the whereabouts of the Luna Scythe, we would have used it to appease the intensifying werewolf plague in Gilneas.

   I heard you are an omniscient prophet, maybe you can help us find the Luna Scythe and solve the disaster in Gilneas? "

   "The prophet doesn't know everything either."

  Blake made a "helpless" action. He glanced around, then glanced at the rapidly advancing front, and finally listened to the battle cry from the lower level of the Storm Furnace.

   Thaksin said nonsense:

   "I only know that the thing is in Ashenvale from watching past images, but its exact location cannot be predicted by prophecy, and the power of the demigods is interfering with the accuracy of prophecy.

   Maybe you can find it yourself, Ashenvale is your territory after all.

  If I go there, I have to face the pursuit of the entire Silverwing Sentinel Corps. I don't think I can escape safely under the sniping of so many sharpshooters. "

   "You really have self-knowledge."

  The old Druid glanced at Black and said:

   "It seems that you have always been keen to cause trouble, but you don't want to find a way to bridge the conflict. Do you like the feeling of being hated and the pleasure of being hunted?"

   "Who doesn't like to be hated? That kind of excitement that you're going to die if you're not careful, and you'll lose everything if you take a wrong step is simply addictive and addicting."

  The pirate said with a smile, but the choked Arch Druid was speechless.

He turned around and smashed the flesh-and-blood stone wall in front of him with a sword, opened an "observation port", and looked down at the scene in the final hall. Everyone leaned over and looked down along the observation port opened by Blake, and was suddenly horrified. shock.

   In the center of the "Void Sanctuary" below, Daelin in the form of a steel vrykul held an abyss trident like a giant in a furious battle, and fought with the Void Great Naga who was seriously alienated in front of him.

   There are also two corpses of abyss generals behind him, a red faceless one, and a gloomy Keshir.

   These are all generals under N'Zoth's command, who call themselves the Sleepless Secret Party. They have been secretly manipulating the Church of Storms for countless hours in the future, and it is they who have completed the complete corruption of the Stormsong family.

   But even such a powerful guy was ruthlessly hacked to death by Dai Lin.

   As for the Void Herald, which still basically maintains the Naga body, but has been covered with eyeball tentacles, it looks amazing, but Daelin has poked many wounds on his body with a trident that hurt.

   It's basically useless.

   With Dai Lin's exaggerated power far exceeding that of ordinary legends at this time, the tragic death of this naga is only a matter of time.

  It's counterattack is very ferocious, and all kinds of void magic like sky-shattering and earth-shattering are constantly bombarding, but the problem is that Dai Lin's body at this time is already the body of a Titan creation.

   There is no weak flesh on pure steel to exploit.

   The anger entangled in the frenzied admiral has truly condensed into substance, and a fiery red anger battle suit is shaped outside his body, like a burning half-giant.

   He chopped all the way from the entrance to the final hall, leaving no scratches on his body. In the true sense of the word, the King Kong is not broken, and it will never fall.

   "Dai Lin is about to win, but he is about to lose too."

  The pirate shook his head and said:

   "The trident in his hand gave him near-invincible destructive and defensive power, but its evil power came into effect when he couldn't crush his enemies with one hit.

   Even if he has the fragments of Odin's shield and his steel will to survive the mental shock, it is a pity that the battle has come to this point. No matter how firm Daelin is, his mind is already shaky under the impact of the void.

   His failure was predictable as he took hold of that trident for revenge.

   He must be brought out of the Furnace of Storms at once, or we shall witness the birth of the most feared sea daemon under N'Zoth's command.

   This was the conspiracy of the Church of the Storm, and Dai Lin stepped in.

   He may have eradicated the cancer with his own hands, but he will also pay himself in. I would like to call him a peerless reckless man, but he shouldn't have come at all!

   What did this have to do with him?

   I have planned everything, but he has to come to show his presence!

   In short, everyone, hurry down.

  N'Zoth's Void Herald died tragically at the hands of Daelin, and the ancient gods of the Furnace of Storms were swept away. Today has been a big victory, and I will finish the rest. "

  The stinky pirate spread his hands, turned around and said to the others:

   "Fenna, what are you still doing, hurry down and congratulate your old father on defeating the void, this is a great achievement that most mortals can't achieve.

   He washed away his shame and won back the adoration in the eyes of the children.

   Even I would applaud him for what he did today. But since I have a little grudge with His Excellency the Admiral, I won't go down and 'congratulate' him.

  Be sure to send my congratulations for me. "

   (end of this chapter)