Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 949 45. I feel the taste of fun - Spring Festival Plus, Happy New Year [815]

   "bass"

The   silver-grey command knife was unsheathed with the crisp sound of sliding blades.

   was like a ray of cold light waving in the hands of the warrior, and was placed in front of Dai Lin in the sharp sound of breaking wind. The admiral stretched out his fingers and stroked the icy blade.

   Its shape is very similar to the Kul Tiras Navy Command Knife.

  The blade is narrow and slender with an arc, and the long blood grooves on both sides of the blade reduce its weight and enhance its lethality.

  The hilt made from the broken sword of the legendary Leap Cutter is a green cross, and the blade is dotted with fragments of Voidstone, and the blade is made of fragments of Odin's shield.

   There is also a beautifully shaped handguard attached to the handle.

  Dai Lin is very satisfied with its simple and direct shape. As an old sailor who is fighting the sea, he does not like too exaggerated decoration, but can appreciate the deep beauty.

   The knife in front of him fits all his desires for weapons.

   "The blade is made of source steel, making it unparalleled in its sturdiness and sharpness. I also mixed the pile of junk you gave me, so that when it remains strong, it can give the opponent more deadly magic damage."

   The dwarf Muradin, who was sitting on a wine barrel drinking wine, proudly introduced:

   "Because of the characteristics of the void stone, this knife has a strong resistance to the power of the void.

   This is also one of your requests. I know that the Church of Storms has cast a shadow on you, so I specially strengthened it with the magic of the Sunwell.

   In addition, this knife is mixed with the Odin fetish, which makes it very suitable for carrying rage, and has some additional effects, but this requires you to explore slowly in the battle. "

   "Not bad! I'm very satisfied."

  Dalin held the command knife in his hand and said to the dwarf:

   "Didn't you also say that you want to add some new skills to it? You also said that it will increase its destructive power or something."

"Yes, I have."

   Mentioned this Muradin became interested. He reached out to take Dai Lin's command knife, blinked his eyes and said mysteriously:

   "The next time is to show the miracle, watch it!"

   The dwarf blacksmith took a deep breath, and he whispered a word to the command knife. As the sharp blades chirped, Muradin's hands spread out. In the admiral's stunned eyes, the command knife was split like a split.

   became two identical sailor knives.

   "Look, amazing, right?

  The two knives are equally strong, and in the dual knives form, there will be a mysterious connection between them, which will make your attack faster and stronger, and the defense will be airtight.

   is also great for sneak attacks. "

  Muradin laughed and waved his sharp blade forward, bringing the power of the whirlwind slash, then combined the two knives and threw it to Dai Lin.

   He grabbed his jug and said with a little regret:

   "I've got the hang of that forging technique. Sadly, I'm still a little short of mastering it. It's a magic weapon, my friend.

  I tried to make it have the characteristics of Salameni, which can be freely separated and unified according to the user's thoughts, but I can't do it to that extent, so I can only settle for the next best thing.

   Remember, its wake name is 'Proudmoore'!

   Speak in Dwarven. "

"sharp!"

   Warriors like Dai Lin can of course understand the enhancement brought by this "small special effect" in actual combat. He gestured to Muradin with a thumbs up and said:

   "It's far beyond my imagination, I knew it was absolutely right to ask you to do this. However, you said before, you want to make yourself a suit of armor?

   Is it done? "

Admiral    inserted his new weapon into the scabbard and put it on his waist, stroked his beard, and said:

   "We must set off immediately, my mark is calling, Odin has advanced the trial of strength."

"We have already done."

  Muradin also became serious.

   He patted his pocket and said:

   "I'm also ready, I can leave at any time, a grand event of warrior glory, it sounds very suitable for my appetite. Let's go, let's go by boat?"

   "We can."

   Dai Lin was about to finish speaking, but when he heard the door open, he turned around and saw his wife, Mrs. Jinjian, came in angrily.

   This made the admiral look puzzled.

   he asked:

   "Gina, you're not supposed to be hosting on Kul Tiras."

   "Daelin! Go and bring Fenna back! Immediately!"

   Mrs. Jinjian screamed and interrupted Dai Lin's inquiry. She stared at her husband and shouted loudly:

"That little **** lied to me. I received a letter from Your Excellency Dawn Seeker to find out that she had sneaked over to Kul Tiras, and invited the Elf Sword Saint to join her in a power test in my name. .

   She left Quel'Thalas two days ago and should be in Stormheim in the Broken Isles by now.

   Go and bring her back! "

  “?”

  Delin raised her brows when she heard the word "Trial of Strength". He looked back at Muradin, and the dwarf shrugged, not intending to express his opinion on this matter.

   But from the way Muradin laughed, he knew that this **** dwarf was planning to have fun.

   There can only be one winner of that test of strength, that is to say, if fate is so arranged, Dai Lin will fight with his daughter after fighting with his son.

  Tsk tsk, what's wrong with this family?

   However, this is too exciting.

   "I'm going, my Gina, I swear I'll bring her back safely."

  Dailyn soothed her restless wife.

   Mrs. Jinjian also had a shadow on the Church of the Storm, and now that she heard that her daughter had sneaked away, she was anxious and angry.

   But when the child is older and has her own ideas, what can she do?

   "I'll go by boat with Muradin."

Admiral    promises to:

   "I'll let her go home as soon as I find her."

   "By boat?"

   Mrs. Jinjian frowned and said angrily:

   "When you float to the Broken Isles by boat, that crazy girl from Fenna doesn't know where to go! Come with me, I have a faster way to send you there.

   But you can't wear this navy suit. Change it. Keep a low profile. Muradin also change it.

   When you arrive at Tol Barad, you two are not allowed to speak.

  Catherine's side has already arranged, the elven mages over there will send you to the wilderness of Suramar, and it will only take you a day to set off from there to Stormheim. "

   "Tol Ballard?"

   Dai Lin hesitated for a while.

   Isn't that Black's home base? Let

  He is an admiral who secretly infiltrated the base of the pirates to seek help, which brought a great shock to Daelin's self-esteem.

and

   "Blake isn't there now, you don't have to worry about meeting awkwardly."

   Mrs. Jinjian pinched Dai Lin's shoulder, and said in a low voice:

   "Put away your machismo, come on! There's no time to waste."

—

   Blackrock Mountain, on Blackrock Tower.

  The old warrior Brocks put on his armor and picked up the battle axe that he had "picked up".

   This broken elven battle axe has been reforged by the great blacksmiths of the Thorium Brotherhood.

   It was reshaped into the brutal form of the skull battle axe preferred by the orcs, but the burning effects and shatter marks on the blade were preserved.

  The Great Blacksmith believes that such a design can effectively enhance the lethality of the weapon, and give it a broken and withered beauty.

  Brocks has no problem with this.

   He doesn't pick weapons.

  When necessary, he can still easily take down opponents with a pitchfork.

  The old orc is not too keen on the sturdiness of the armor, but the trial he is going to participate in this time is extraordinary after all. Although he is very confident, confidence does not mean recklessness.

  Since you want to fight for the title of the strongest warrior in this world, you must be prepared.

   It's not just for him, it's for the orcs' bad reputation on Azeroth, which he must save.

   Therefore, Brox put on a rare set of finely crafted armor made by dark iron dwarves, and after wearing a thick battle helmet, it made him look like a real killing machine.

"boom"

  The old orc pushed open the door.

   Outside the door, his younger brother, Varok Saurfang, was also ready to travel. Varok was leaning on a black and blood-red cast iron skull battle axe in his hand.

   That is a powerful weapon specially made by the Thorium Brotherhood for Warlock after the Great Chief Reid learned about the trial of strength. The dwarves call it "Night," which symbolizes the moment of eternity after the slaughter.

  The Frostwolf Shaman Drek'Thar also made an elemental enchantment for this axe to enhance its destructive power.

   Now, when the Saurfang brothers were about to leave, both Red and Drek'Thar came to see them off, and the warchief wore his very "bloated" black plate armor and carried his dark hand warhammer on his back.

   He stood at the door and said to the two orc warriors in front of him:

   "This battle is not only to show the power of our orcs, but also to earn glory for us in front of other races. This is not just a major event for the orthodox tribe, it is more about the glory of Draenor.

  I have prepared a portal to the Suramar Wilds for the two of you, from there you can go to Stormheim.

and this. "

  Red coughed, took off the Dark Hand warhammer behind him, and threw it to Varok Saurfang, he said:

   "I think the dwarves are overstating it. This axe may be powerful, but in a real battle of the strong, it's not enough.

  The Blackrock clan's relic is temporarily lent to you.

  If we orcs want to win, we must use orc weapons to win! "

  Walok took over the hand of darkness, he glanced at Reid, who had never been very fond of him, and finally nodded instead of rejecting it.

   "Brocks, and Warlock, I got the message."

   Blind Prophet Drek'Thar warned:

   "The Warsong Clan reported that Grom was missing a week ago.

   I doubt that guy was invited by Odin too. You all know about Grom's stinky stinking, and he'll probably take the opportunity to start a big fight to satisfy his shameful desire to fight.

   Try to avoid fighting with Grom to affect your combat effectiveness.

   If possible, lead him to pour out his rage on the other warriors. "

"I know."

  Brocks nodded.

  Although Grom Hellscream's always-on-going aggressiveness is a headache, a warrior battle involving this guy will never be dull.

   And Grom has always ridiculed Blox as a gutless old guy. Although the old orc didn't care much about this kind of boring taunt, he would always feel a little uncomfortable when he heard it a lot.

  If that stinky **** wants to relive the feeling of being taught by him when he was young, then the old orc will not let him down.

Twenty minutes later, through the teleportation of the Nightborn mages who came to Blackrock Mountain in advance, the Saurfang brothers crossed most of the world in a disgusting dizziness and were sent outside the city of Suramar. on the wilderness.

  The scenery of the ruins of the elven empire and the huge white city in the distance made the orc brothers stop and look at it. The civilization of the world of Azeroth is too developed, and it is difficult for the world of Draenor to compete with them in this regard.

   But no matter how prosperous civilization will come to an end, the ruins in front of you are the best proof.

  War is equally brutal and extremely destructive no matter which world it is in.

   The orcs have suffered greatly.

   "Let's go."

  Walok carried the battle axe and said to his brother who was deeply moved:

   "We have to leave soon, the mark on the wrist is urging, it seems that Odin can't wait."

   "Hahaha, something must have happened."

  Brocks said with a smile:

   "It's definitely not easy to make the King of War start the trial ahead of time, but I have a feeling that this may be the same as. Shh! Did you hear the voice?"

   The expression of the old orc suddenly turned serious.

   Varok also buckled his helmet and grabbed his battle axe.

   On this land of elven ruins, they actually heard human laughter, and how did that voice feel so familiar?

  Two heavily armed orcs lurked towards the place where the laughter came from. Outside a ruin, they saw Daelin and Muradin who had just walked out of the portal.

  Brocks narrowed his eyes, and he made a gesture to signal his brother and him to retreat temporarily.

   Those two guys must have also come to participate in the power trial.

   With Daelin's character of hating green-skinned orcs, if the two sides met, they would have to fight in this wilderness, and it was definitely the kind that would never die.

   As for Muradin Bronzebeard.

   The previous battle on the walls of Lordaeron made Brox know that this dwarf is also a difficult type to deal with. Although he was very confident in the fighting strength of his brothers, he fought hard before the trial started.

   "Did you smell it?"

   Dai Lin moved her nose, he held the command knife at his waist, and said to Muradin:

   "There's something ambush us around. The smell of greenskin!"

  “?”

   The dwarf threw the wine bottle away with a swoosh, took out the battle axe and the warhammer, and slammed into each other a few times. Amidst the sparks, the dwarf also showed a smile full of fighting intent.

   "It's a surprise as soon as you come here, come on, Dai Lin, let's kill a few greenskins and warm up."

   "Discovered!"

  Brocks narrowed his eyes and glanced at Varok, who was holding the battle axe next to him.

   He nodded, and in the next instant, two warriors charged forward, and Daelin and Muradin also roared to engage.

   For a while, the entire Suramar wilderness was lively.

   This trial organized by director Odin was really a hot scene from the beginning.

   Awesome!

   (end of this chapter)