Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 902 232. Legend, I'm here--Last month's monthly ticket plus update [1225]

   "The first priority in entering the void is."

   "Exclude your emotions, stick to your mind, go with questions, come back with answers, distinguish the true from the false, and if you feel that your progress is too smooth, immediately cut off the echo of the void.

   No matter how much you stay in the face, you must leave firmly. "

   "Very well, the criterion for distinguishing between true and false Void Whispers is."

   "Listen only to the answers related to the question, don't try to get more, and resist all kinds of temptations about power."

   "This is difficult to do, but I have confidence in you. The third question, how do you confirm that the answer you got from the void is correct?"

   "It's very simple, choose the most neutral and fair answer, the void is a mirror, and it requires absolute calmness from the reader. Anything that goes with your heart or goes against your heart is the temptation of the dark side of the void.

  This 'library' only welcomes absolutely calm seekers. "

   "That's right, it looks like you've done a solid review."

  In the bottom cabin of the Nagfar, Black sat cross-legged by the pool of the little murlocs, and was answering questions with Xalatas.

   This is the day of the first void knowledge assessment, and it is also the day when Black will leave Tol Barad for a long journey.

   But before he leaves, he must complete this assessment.

  Xalatas was harsh before, but she was not too tricky when she asked her questions. Her questions were all selected from the knowledge of the void she described.

   After all, Black was just taking his first steps into the void, so these questions couldn’t be that difficult.

   Obviously, the mentor sister of Xalatas is very concerned about the safety of cultivating stinky pirates to acquire knowledge in the void. One question after another was asked, and Black answered fluently.

   fully demonstrated his super learning ability trained by Dean Lanyue.

   "If I were really a mentor, I would also like students like you, but no matter how solid the basic knowledge is, you will still encounter various problems when facing the void."

   Xal'atas said softly:

   "So, the last item is to fight. Right in front of me, ask the void for an answer to a question. Be careful, I won't shelter your spirit this time.

   But as soon as you waver, I'll pull you out of the Void Wrap immediately.

   Now, tell me, what question would you choose? "

   "Of course it's the question I want to know the most."

  Blake with the blindfold stood up, moved his body, and said:

   "I'll do a test by the way."

   After he finished speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the little murloc guarding the cabin door immediately walked into the bottom cabin with a few of his loyal subordinates pushing a box.

   That box contains a full set of Luna armor.

  Black quickly put on all the armor in the dark, leaving only an owl helmet buckled in his hand.

   "You want to test whether this armor can protect you in the void? Well, a good try, but I don't have much hope for it."

   Xalatas said quietly:

   "It's not on a physical level, it may be hard to protect your mind."

   "Don't be so pessimistic."

  The pirate flicked his helmet and said:

   "I have confidence in Lady Elune's supreme power."

   After he finished speaking, he sat on the box in front of him. Under the curious gazes of several murloc pirates, Black pushed his blindfold and began to use the divine power of Xalatas to connect to the void.

   The process is not difficult.

  Because everything has two sides, it is easy to understand from the relative light and dark. The way to enter the void is hidden in the reflection of the world.

   He stretched out his hand to shape an ice surface suspended in front of his eyes, as if standing between mirrors, reflecting his own image at this time. Touching the resonance of the divine power of the void again, the next moment, in Blake's perception, the world in the mirror suddenly turned over.

   He seemed to be enveloped by the endless dark stars.

   His mind stepped into the void world, like a singularity in the material world, and began to spread out pure void power. Several murloc pirates immediately hugged their heads and screamed, and were chased out one by one by the Pembers holding the "dung fork".

  These weak fellows, what a shame to the great pirates!

Isn't    the void?

   As for being afraid of this?

   The little murloc angrily reprimanded his incompetent subordinates in murloc language, while he also guarded the entrance of the bilge with horror on his face, watching his beloved pool also covered with a layer of dark matter.

   That is not a shadow.

   That is something deeper than a shadow.

  The pirate stood in the dead darkness. Without Xal'atas's defense of the mind, he felt like the ink melted into the water when he was exposed to the will of the void.

   He felt that his existence was actively merging into the will of the void, as if he was about to collapse.

   This is San value dropping.

  Once the will to maintain the spirit drops to a dangerous level, he will lose his mind. Every time he enters and leaves the void, it is extremely dangerous. He has to find the answer he needs before he is "engulfed" by the void.

   But before that, he had to ask questions.

   "I want to ask"

As soon as    the will of the pirate opened his mouth, echoes echoed in the hearts of this deadly dark group.

   I didn't feel that I was being protected by Xalatas before, but this time Miss Sister didn't come, and the moment Blake spoke, he felt the pressure immediately.

   Before he asked his question, various answers appeared in his ears in various tones.

  Some tried to tell him that he could find the treasure of the Void within a few steps, some tempted him to close his eyes and gave him eternal pleasure, and some warned him that his ship was plotting a rebellion.

  The most outrageous one is telling him the route into Ulduar and the secret of taking the power of the gods.

LOL.

   These knowledge still use you to tell me?

  Do you want me to teach you how to turn on the zero light, Yogg Saron?

   I'm not blowing it, I'm familiar with it.

  Black dismissed those answers.

   he asked softly:

   "In what way does the transformation of the superior and inferior powers of shadow, shadow and void work? Tell me!"

   This question is critical.

  Black's warlock profession uses shadows, while assassin professions walk shadows. These two powers belong to the lower ranks of the void in the six power systems. The stinky pirates have pushed the power of the two professions to the extreme.

  Theoretically, he can already condense legendary power.

   But it is clear that the greedy stinky pirates are not satisfied.

  Since it is the power of the upper and lower ranks, it can definitely be transformed into each other. Instead of creating two legendary powers of the lower powers, it is better to use the power of the void to transform the legendary power of warlocks and assassins into one step.

   He wasn't sure if it was a huge benefit, but he was sure it was definitely not bad.

   And after the pirate asked the question, ten times more voices than the previous answers echoed in his ears, as if thousands of people were trying to answer him at the same time.

   And everyone was assuring him that their answer was correct.

   I believe you ghosts!

   The bad old men of the dark side of the void are the worst.

  Shut up for Lao Tzu!

   In the roar of the pirates, he suddenly put on the helmet of the Moonlight Battle Armor in the material world, and at the moment when the eight pieces of armor were complete, the moonwing accessories belonging to the warden appeared behind the pirate's shoulders.

   The noise that his mind felt in the void was also reduced by 80% in an instant.

  Although those noisy whispers are still unbearable, like a thousand mice hiding in the wall whispering, which makes people disgusted, but at least it will no longer interfere with Black's heart to listen to the answer given by the will of the void.

   That was not the knowledge relayed in words, it was more like being "thrown" directly into Blake's mind.

   He seemed to understand a lot for a moment, but he didn't seem to understand anything, but it didn't matter! In the moment of getting the answer, the pirate cut off the connection between himself and the will of the void.

   Stay in this ghost place for a while, and your San value will return to zero.

   It's no wonder that the ancient gods are so arrogant. Anyone who grows up in such an environment, that arrogance or something is simply the purest "hometown dialect".

   "Breathe! Yes, take a deep breath, don't forget to breathe, this is important for fragile flesh creatures."

  Xalatas continued to guide him in his ear, like soothing a baby.

  Smelly pirates are as good as they are.

   After taking a few deep breaths, the weird black lines in the field of vision in front of him also dispersed little by little.

  Blake has noticed that pure void does not induce eyeballs, tentacles, such disgusting illusions, only those polluted voids of the ancient gods will leave such a mark.

   This knowledge point, Xalatas teacher has already explained it in the first lesson.

   The will of the void contains endless dark truths that are irresistible temptations for seekers of knowledge, but most of the void truths are incomprehensible directly.

  To understand their mysteries, you must grow a unique thinking organ, at least for weak mortals. For example, three-dimensional creatures cannot understand four-dimensional or higher-dimensional worlds, and you have to grow several heads to digest that knowledge.

   And the pollution of flesh and blood by the ancient gods is based on this principle.

   Eyeballs represent vision, auditory hallucinations represent hearing, tentacles represent touch, proliferating mouths represent taste, and dissipated nostrils are extensions of smell.

  Mortals perceive the world with their five senses, and the pollution of the void naturally begins with the five senses.

The advantage of   Black is that he has Xalatas as a mentor, who can take him to skip the lower level of the five senses and directly perceive the purity of the void with his mind.

   As long as they do not actively grab pollution, pirates will not have any discomfort.

   "You are doing well, my disciple, my little master."

   Xalatas reassured:

   "The first time you entered the void by yourself, facing the void will not be driven crazy, you have already passed the test, I know you didn't get the knowledge you need, but it doesn't matter.

  I will teach you patiently in the future, you will always be my little baby"

   "But I got it."

  Black took off his helmet and took up the dwarf pipe. He pointed to his brain and said:

   "The Will of the Void gave me the answer, I just need to read it and the hardest process is over. I have learned to communicate with the Void, Xal'atath.

   Your course is great, but I don't think I need it in the future. "

  “.You are lying to me!”

   Xalatas said suspiciously:

   "Even the psychic warriors among the Aldrachi, who are a hundred times stronger than humans, cannot get an accurate answer the first time they enter the void.

   Their Astral Whisperers need ten years of training to escape the torchlight and walk alone in the void world.

  Little Master, failure is not a shame, especially if you are facing the will of the void.

   You don't have to pretend to be strong, I won't laugh at you for that. "

   "But I really learned, you see."

  Black raised his hand and summoned his own shadow magic.

   Under the stunned gaze of Xal'atas, the stinky pirate transformed the lower shadows into the darkness of pure void little by little in a clumsy but effective way.

"This!"

   Xalatas exclaimed.

   After a while, she said in a tone that could not hide her jealousy and dissatisfaction:

   "Even the void loves you so much, it's not fair! If you were born in the void world, you may also have the talent to become a dark god."

   "It doesn't have to be, dear Xal'atas, I am you, you are me, we are one, and I am strong means you are strong."

   Black laughed and said:

   "Calm down, don't show such a lemon-like expression in front of me, this will be regarded as your black material, and now, I have passed your assessment.

   We should go. "

His figure disappeared into the bottom layer, and soon came to the steering wheel of the Nagfar. He patted the steering wheel lightly to signal the Nagfar to get ready, and ignored the autistic void that was frantically complaining in his heart. mother.

  While the ghost ship was slowly changing its direction on the bottom of the sea, Sefir, who had rested for several days, appeared behind Black with a swoosh and said energetically:

   "Report to you, Your Excellency, Captain, all preparations for the Nagfar have been completed, and we can set sail at any time! The weak second mate and the stupid sailor are temporarily on vacation, and I will assist you in this trip.

   Please give an order. "

   "Well, aren't you afraid anymore? Did you figure it out?"

  Blake asked a question with a pipe in his mouth and a battle helmet, Sefir showed a sweet smile, squinted his eyes and said:

   "It's useless to worry. Besides, don't I still have you here? You promised to protect me."

   "Yes, I promised."

  The pirate threw his owl helmet to Sefir to hold.

   turned the steering wheel by himself to help the Nagfar complete the fine-tuning of the direction, and a large group of ghost sailors floated up from under the cabin and entered their respective jobs.

   As they sang the sob of sailor songs in gloomy tones, the whole ghost ship slowly dived to the bottom of the sea and began to sail fast in the direction of the Broken Isles.

   As the ghost ship was advancing, Blake held the hilt of the Salameni war sword at his waist. He looked ahead and said to the first mate behind him:

   "As long as that bronze dragon dares to come, we will kill her! This is my timeline, which round will get her to be arrogant?"

"Uh-huh."

  Sefir looked at her captain with a gentle gaze, she hugged Black's helmet, and whispered:

   "I never doubted that."

   (end of this chapter)