Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 871 201. What tactics do you want? Pull together A

  Black isn't bragging when he says he's been to Molten Core.

   In addition to the memory of the route that everyone knows how to go with their eyes closed, pirates have indeed visited this holy place of fire elements during their wandering career in Azeroth.

   It was still during the Orc War. Black, who was drinking at the Dark Iron Bar, drove a dilapidated Dark Iron drilling machine, carrying a group of Union soldiers captured by the Orcs, and staged a magical version of a hangover.

   In that crazy night, the smelly pirates were almost swallowed by the lava dogs in the Molten Core.

   At that time he was weak after all, but now it is different.

   In the rumbling ground shaking, several reinforced dark iron drilling rigs transformed by the Thorium Brotherhood rushed out of the solid mountain at the entrance to the Molten Core.

   basically followed the tunnel that Blake opened accidentally when he was drunk last time, and after jumping out of the drilling machine, the stinky pirate also sweated for his original luck.

The narrowest part of the tunnel he opened when he was drunk was less than ten meters away from the underground magma layer. At that time, if the hand holding the steering wheel of the drilling machine was tilted, he would be buried in the magma. .

   How can there be these latter stories?

   Sure enough, the stinky pirates who love to drink will not be too bad.

   "Well, what a strong flame magic."

   A look of surprise appeared on the handsome face of Prince Kael'thas, who walked out from behind Black. The moment he entered here, the magic in his body showed signs of boiling.

   is not uncontrollable, but the magic of the flame attribute interacts autonomously with the surrounding rich elemental power.

   The power of any fire magic released here will be greatly enhanced, this is the real fire holy place. But the bad news is that the creatures living here are in a state of flame blessing all the year round, which makes them extremely resistant to fire magic.

   Kael'thas was undoubtedly strengthened.

   He felt stronger.

   But a few minutes later, as a wave of fire elements and rolling stone elements attracted by the earthquake were cleaned up by the old Lich Merry, Prince Kael'thas had to face a terrible fact:

   His magic hits those elements, as if buffing them.

   Any little monster in this broken place is almost immune to flames, which basically seals Kael'thas' magical destructive power. His Royal Highness really did not expect that one day he would become a "trash" in the eyes of others.

   Didn't you see that the contempt in the eyes of the old orc was already undisguised? This is an embarrassing encounter that he has not experienced since his birth. It can only be said that fate is so impermanent.

   Fortunately, the multi-talented Sunstrider family is not only proficient in flames, but also skilled in arcane magic.

   It can only be said that a genius is a genius.

   "Wow, burning giant!"

  Black was assigning tactics and tasks. The bouncing little star walked a few steps deep into the scorching big cave, and soon saw a huge lava giant guarding the gate of the Holy Fire Holy Land.

   The two "door god" giants are nearly ten meters tall, and their bodies are composed of hot boulders. There will be magma flowing at the joints of the stones, shining orange streamers, and they look really majestic.

   They stood on the left and right on the stone bridge leading to the big cave of the Molten Core. From the shape of the bridge, it could be seen that this place should also be part of the dark iron dwarf city.

   is just occupied by these **** elementals.

Little Xingxing holds a "selfie artifact" type mechanical camera bought from a gnome in her hand. She uses magic to fly into the air, raises the camera in her left hand, and incorporates the two fierce lava giants into the camera lens, and selects a good one. angle.

   Then he grinned and tilted his head and gestured with a scissors hand.

   "click"

  The camera freezes this moment.

This photo is the most suitable to be published together with Xiao Xing's "His Royal Highness Travel Diary". This photo will be the most powerful response to those ignorant young dragon fans who question the authenticity of the legendary experience of Xiao Xingxing. evidence!

   As we all know, photos cannot be edited, so this must be true!

   But the others are not as comfortable and leisurely as Little Xingxing, and they are discussing tactics nervously.

   "Warchief Reid of Blackrock Spire and Warlord Fenris are leading the wolf cavalry into the Searing Gorge, forging the illusion that the Orcs will seize the Great Dark Iron Mine.

   This is enough to attract the troops of Darkforge to dispatch, and it will give us precious time to attack this holy place of flames. "

  Blake glanced at the pocket calculator on his wrist, there was a bright red countdown on it beating second by second, he said to the people around him:

"But once there is a riot in Molten Core, Ragnaros' 'good sons' will certainly not sit idly by. Emperor Thaurissan will lead his army to support the flaming creatures here, so today's action is essentially Race against time.

   is a 'race race'. "

  The pirate coughed and said:

   "So we have to use unconventional tactics"

   "What the **** are you thinking?"

  The old Lich Merry, leaning on the Staff of the Guardian of Etiies, looked at Black with icy eyes. He looked around and said:

   "You also deliberately gathered so many spellcasters together, are you going to bomb all the way with magic?"

   "That's right, that's what I thought, but the details are a little bit different."

  Black doesn't give a **** either.

   He stretched out his hand in the air to roughly outline a map of Molten Core with the light spots of shadow magic, and marked the location of the fire demon commander under the King of Flames everywhere, and then drew a line on the map.

   He pointed to the line and said to the crowd:

   "I'm going to bring out all the low-level members of the Flame Legion in the Molten Core at one time, and you will set up a line of defense at the cave at the entrance.

   When they are all alerted and chase me here, you will throw out the most powerful ice or arcane magic you have mastered.

  We need to artificially create a wave of 'magic tides' to clean up these 'mobs' who are in the way.

  This is my plan, what do you think? "

   "Good plan!"

   "Old Man" Khadgar praised, then turned around and opened a portal to Tirisfal Castle, turned his head and rolled his eyes, and said to Black:

   "The only problem is that it's a bit of cannon fodder, and I'm not going to be the cannon fodder for your crazy plan, so I'll go first."

   "Poof"

  The portal was cut by the pirates with a precise shadow throwing knife in the next instant, and it dissipated in place like a balloon explosion.

   "Hey, so timid you can't win the favor of the wild female orc and have **** with her!"

  Blake spit out:

"Besides, I didn't come up with this with a slap on the forehead. I calculated it carefully. Elder Drek'Tal first placed the trembling totem and the deceleration totem, and then Prince Kael'thas released the 'Gravity Out of Control', and finally Let Merry control the field with three bursts of Ice Meteor and Death and Decay.

   We also have two blue dragons whose icy breath has a freezing effect.

   Finally, my legendary warriors have this in their hands! "

  The pirate gestured to Fina, who took out the Tide Stone that Little Star had given her, and a sound of ocean waves surged out of it.

  Black pointed to the stone and said:

   "The magic of this thing is released at one time, and a great tidal barrier can be created here. Although the duration is very short, it is enough to protect you and complete the release of the restraint magic.

  Once you control the field, the rest is easy.

   Unleashes an overloaded magical attack on those elemental creatures, with your magical powers controlling the level, at most two rounds of bombardment are enough to make them collapse and dissipate. "

   "Well, I'm almost convinced."

  The old lich said quietly:

   "But dealing with nearly a thousand flaming creatures at one time, no one has ever implemented such an action in the past three thousand years, and no one even dared to imagine it.

  Blake, I always admire your whimsy, but this time.

   Even a lich like me thinks you are a little too optimistic.

   The tactics you emphasized are too focused on the coordination of magic, as long as we make a little omission here, or one or two flaming creatures break through the control.”

   "We'll handle it!"

   Fenna, who was full of weapons, patted her chest and said:

   "We warriors are here to deal with this situation. You just need to blast magic and we'll deal with the fish that slip through the net.

   Before we fall, no elemental creatures will come out to interfere with your spellcasting. "

   Orc Maim also nodded, buckled his helmet with a bang, pulled out two weapons in his backhand and held it in his hands, the Whirlwind Belt around his waist shone brightly.

  The old orc warrior Brox Saurfang who came with Drek'Thar first glanced at Black and then at the old shaman.

   Finally, the orc warlord shrugged and took off the flaming battle axe with obvious shatter marks from behind.

   This action represents his attitude.

  “Shu”

   Something was thrown by the pirates to the old lich, who took it in his hand and found it to be a spellcaster's crown.

  The old lich is not an unskilled person. He was startled when he saw the Stormcaller's Crown in his hand, and threw the thing back to Black.

He says:

   "I don't need this evil thing. I'm not like you, I can ignore the impact and infestation of the void."

   "Hey, coward Merry, with a little mental loss, you can gain terrifying magical control."

  Black complained and put the Stormcaller Crown on his head.

He says:

   "I originally wanted to give you the chance to be in the limelight. Since you don't want it, I'll do it myself. Are there any other questions?

  Everyone, please be prepared. "

   "Wait a minute, I have one last question, Mr. Black."

  The handsome Prince Kael'thas stared at the stinky pirate with a face down, and asked faintly:

   "How did you know that I just mastered the 'Gravitational Runaway' magic not long ago? Even my father didn't know this fact, did you plant your Uncrowned beside me?"

   "No no no, the answer is not as complicated as you think."

   Wearing the crown of the Stormcaller, the pirate who was covered with flowing wind and thunder and lightning stretched out a finger and shook it, and said very cleverly:

   "I'm just an ordinary prophet. The secrets I want to know only need to be seen with my eyes. Valeera, come with me, today I teach you the first lesson of the Uncrowned's combat skills."

   Black called out, and the silent and low-key elf assassin stepped forward and disappeared from everyone's sight along with his master.

   "Hey, are you really going to carry out that plan to die?"

   Khadgar looked at the old shaman and the old lich who started to set up positions with a headache, he said:

   "I really think we should retreat now."

   "You should trust him, you cowardly little old man."

   After taking the photo, His Highness Little Xingxing corrected seriously:

"I assure you as the second mate of the Nagfar that my captain is a prophet, didn't you hear him just now? He must have seen the future of our victory, otherwise he would not have used this risky scheme. ."

   "I don't generally believe in prophetic magic."

   Kael'thas hesitated and opened his luggage.

   Handed his treasured legendary staff to the squire officer Lanna Sel behind him, and he himself took out a torrent staff of the Great Magister and began to release magic power.

He says:

   "But for Mr. Black, who can always create miracles, I am willing to believe him. After all, as spellcasters, we can withdraw at any time under unfavorable circumstances."

   "Well, that's true. I'll open a door and stay there. If something goes wrong, we'll withdraw."

Khadgar nodded, took out his staff, and began to prepare according to the predetermined tactics. At the entrance of the cave in front of him, thirty orc shamans had already inserted dense trembling totems and totems for deceleration. .

The    warriors are also ready to charge at any time. As the two blue dragons flew to the wider sky outside the cave to complete the hidden transformation, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

   On the other side, on the only fork bridge in the route of attracting monsters, Black in the shadow said to Valeera Sangunar, who was clenching his weapon:

   "Don't be so nervous, my apprentice, this method is not as dangerous as you think.

  There is only one thing you have to do, wait here, rush into the cave behind you when you sense the monster rioting, throw a throwing knife at the largest lava dog in the depths of the cave, and then turn around and run fast.

  Proficiently use shadow cloak, shadow step and vanishing skills, keep a safe distance from the monster behind you, and then go back to the position.

   As long as you run fast enough, they can't bite you.

  Well, in order to increase your fault tolerance rate, this is for you temporarily. "

  The pirates took the masterpiece of Zavarik from his neck and put it on Valeera's white neck.

  As soon as she got this magic necklace, Valeera immediately felt an invisible shield wrapping her body, making her feel more secure.

   "If you survive, remember to give it back to me."

  Blake patted Valeera on the shoulder, smiled and said something that made the female assassin extremely stressed. When he turned to leave, he was like a real mentor and said to Valeera:

   "Don't be afraid of death, the more you are afraid of it, the sooner it will come.

   Forget all the prudence that your family taught you, get used to the dance of the blade, and enjoy the tension of falling at any time is your first step to becoming a top assassin.

  I am waiting for you at the finish line, apprentice.

   Win or die. "

After    finished speaking, Black flashed out with a whistle, leaving a nervous Valeera standing on the bridge surrounded by flaming creatures, watching the master leave, and Valeera had a big doubt in her heart.

   Is Blake Shaw really as fearless as rumored? Is it really a necessary quality to be a top assassin by enjoying such a dangerous trait?

  Why does it feel like he is talking nonsense?

   Ah, what an unpredictable man.

   (end of this chapter)