Azeroth’s Death Track

In the magic system of the world of Azeroth, there is a special branch called confusion magic, which includes spirit induction, mind control, and illusion, which can be used to confuse opponents or set up traps.

In Dalaran's confusing magic teaching, there is a very important concept:

The most important criterion for using confusion magic is to make the opponent think that he is in a state of absolute freedom all the time, and let him think that he is in control of everything. In actual combat, when facing these strange opponents, when you think they are When you suddenly become weak, or when you are lucky, you are often hit.

Although the assassins don't use magic, the basic principles of this confusing magic can actually be applied to them... Just when they thought everything was going well, they had already fallen into the trap carefully prepared by the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency.

Surprise! (surprise!)

Accompanied by the sneering laughter of the dwarf agent disguised as the mission target, the unlucky female assassin fell limply to the ground under the stimulation of the strong electric current, and there was a hideous wound on her abdomen, even in this Under the extreme disadvantage, she still wanted to fight back, but the next moment, the sharp power knife of the dwarf agent was placed on her neck, and it cut open her skin without hesitation, making her dare not take any other actions .

And this is just the beginning...

Groups of abrupt shadows sprang out from all directions of the room, and amidst the entanglement of the dark red ominous halo, a slender figure wearing a white mask, red leather jacket, black uniform and high boots appeared in Thailand. In front of Erles, she swung her gloved left hand outwards, and a long whip with black barbed thorns whizzed around an assassin's neck, dragging the unfortunate guy to her feet.

do not move!

Shadow impatiently said something to the human assassin at his feet, but the guy did not admit defeat and pulled out his dagger, wanting to fight back, but the next moment...

boom

Blue gunpowder smoke drifted out from the muzzle of the black pistol in Shadow's hand, and at her feet, there was already a black blood hole on the forehead of the unlucky guy who was trying to fight back.

A life is lost just like that...

I hate saying the same sentence twice...

Shadow flicked the pistol in her hand, she looked at the shocked Thales, behind the mask, a cold smile appeared on that beautiful face:

Is it the League of Assassins? It is said that it is the world's self-proclaimed oldest intelligence organization?

Hehe, that's all...

Seeing himself and his companions surrounded by the blood maids of Salein appearing in the shadows, the assassin master Thales echoed two words in his heart.

It's over...

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Use holy fire oil!

Mr. Lone Wolf Winston didn't know what happened in the basement below. He and the Master Assassins of the Assassin League were still in the bunker-like building, fighting to the death with the death knights who rushed out.

However, in this territory of the undead, the assassins are not helpless. Under the command of Winston, this group of strong master assassins grabbed bottles filled with red liquid and smashed them at the dead in front of them. The spirit, the liquid splashed out after the bottle was broken, seemed to start burning as soon as it touched the breath of the undead.

Moreover, these flames are very strange, their adhesion is extremely strong, on the bodies of a few death knights who were cut down, this flame continuously absorbs the death energy in the body of the death knight, as if using that cold energy as fuel , igniting the death knight as a whole, burning like a torch.

There is no doubt that this so-called sacred oil must be some kind of new product aimed at the undead that the empire has just recently produced.

Aha!

A dwarf assassin next to Winston grabbed two one-handed axes, jumped up like cannonballs, and knocked a death knight to the ground from behind. The battle axes in his hands slashed into the body of the undead , logically speaking, this kind of slashing cold weapon should not pose too much threat to the death knight, but when the two silver battle axes cut into the death knight's body, it was strengthened by the death energy. There were two huge scars on the body that had passed.

And the death knight, who was very insensitive to pain, also struggled frantically, as if the ax had some kind of weird magic attached to it, which would make him feel very painful.

This ax is for Khaz Modan!

This dwarf assassin is like a berserker, wielding the two axes like a meat-chopping axe. Between the icy blood splashing, the death knight's struggle becomes weaker and weaker, but an assassin is an assassin after all, learn from a berserker The same crazy raid is definitely not enough. The dwarves who fell into the war frenzy roared wantonly, and soon attracted the attacks of other death knights.

The death knights stationed in the Black Iron District will not lack long-range weapons. Four siren shotguns that were handed down to the high-ranking knights aimed at the sadistic dwarves and fired wildly. Torn to shreds by the howling bullets.

And as a result of these extremely destructive firearms joining the battle, less than 5 minutes later, there was not even a single intact stone brick in the entire battlefield of the bunker, and there were brick and stone residues blasted away by high-explosive bullets everywhere. After realizing that the assassins had special weapons against the undead, the death knights gave up the idea of ​​fighting these martial arts masters in close combat. They seemed to intend to completely drown these assassins with a storm of bullets.

Oh, damn it!

A dwarf assassin was blocked in the shooting blind spot. He looked at the lone wolf Winston hiding on the other side. The dwarf shouted loudly amidst the hail of bullets with his own sharp voice:

Damn it! Winston, it's time we got out! Get out of here while we can!

Can't go!

Winston gritted his teeth and used shadow steps to reach the dwarf. On their side, the master assassins did not suffer too much damage in the hail of bullets. After all, assassins who reached the master level can use the high-level weapons in the shadow cloak. It is difficult for simple gunpowder bullets to break through their shadow protection, but this is only temporary.

Once the army of the undead returns to help, facing the real metal storm, no matter how powerful the assassin is, it is impossible to break through head-on.

Thales and the others are still below! And X!

Winston said to the rest of the team: We have to wait for them to come out!

To hell with your X!

Seeing that the death knights were about to start a new round of covering shots, the dwarf assassin gritted his teeth and threw the imperial emblem on his chest aside. He screamed at Winston:

This is clearly a trap, you idiot! I quit! Here is my resignation!

After finishing speaking, the figure of the dwarf jumped into the shadows, and rushed towards the entrance of the bunker quickly. The bullets exploded on the ground behind him, but in the end, they still failed to catch up with the dwarf's footsteps.

Hahahaha! I'm the fiercest! I'm the strongest! I'm leaving!

No one can stop the great... ah!

In the maniacal laughter of the master dwarf assassin and the last shriek, he swiftly passed through the gate of the bunker. However, the moment he appeared outside the bunker, a line of people greeted him. The dense formation of the undead army, shaking in front of his eyes, is the collective shooting of a total of 350 axes and guns.

Bang bang bang bang

In the frantic gunshots like tearing cloth, amid the flashes of flames, the short body of the hapless dwarf rushed back into the hall of the bunker in an inverted posture, and then landed in 27 different places... .

Sadly, until death came, this confident dwarf master assassin couldn't fully say his name...He died like the humblest ant, no matter whether it was his own or his opponent, no one thought about it To remember him.

boom

The next moment, the gate of the bunker was pushed open, and under the leadership of several high-ranking knights, hundreds of heavily armed undead infantry rushed into the hall of the bunker, surrounding the stubborn assassins.

When Winston saw this scene, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley. Obviously, their rescue operation was not as smooth as they imagined.

hum

At the moment when the assassins were holding their weapons tightly and wanting to kill them, the shadow of the 9th-level agent of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau appeared in the messy hall of the bunker amidst the bloody halo. The moment she appeared, She raised her hand, and Thales' bloody body, whose legs and arms had been broken, was thrown at Winston's feet.

It's like a demonstration, and it's like announcing to them that some terrible end is coming.

If you spare the lives of you and your brothers... Mister Lone Wolf.

Shadow raised his left hand, and all the Dark Blade soldiers in the entire bunker raised their guns, aiming at the black-clothed assassins at the edge of the hall, the indifferent voice of this agent leader dressed like a female warlord was silent here echoed in the halls:

Put down your weapons, spies of the empire! You have fully demonstrated your extraordinary abilities by being able to do this... You are considered warriors, and the lives of warriors should not be wasted like this.

The shadow moved her fingers, and there was nothing on her white mask, and in those blood-red eyes, there was an undisguised malice:

Although I really don't want to say this, but according to the boss's intention...we give preferential treatment to the prisoners!

Give you 5 seconds, if you don't put down your weapons, then you won't be able to enjoy this preferential treatment...

5

4

Kaka

The sound of high-ranking knights changing magazines made these desperate assassins unable to help but look left and right. Some of them were unsteady and even surrendered, while others were not reconciled. Secretly calling for the shadows, it seemed that they wanted to hide in the shadows at the moment when the undead shot.

Winston half-kneeled on the ground, hugging Thales, who seemed delirious in the great pain, no one could see his expression, and Thales, whose face was covered in blood, said with difficulty to his superior :

This...is a trap...we...betrayed...

It's okay, rest, Thales, it's okay.

The lone wolf comforted his subordinates in a low voice, but his blood-stained fist was clenched tightly, and the veins were bulging, which represented the unsettled heart of this master assassin.

The shadow's indifferent countdown continues... like a bell calling for death.

3

2

etc!

Winston took a deep breath. At this moment, he made a difficult decision.

dang lang

The short sword cast with holy silver was thrown on the ground, which was like a signal. Behind him, the master assassins looked at their leader with unbelievable eyes. In their memory, Wen Although Stein is cunning and dark, he has never been a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

Some of the grumpy ones were even ready to yell.

However, Winston's hoarse voice sounded at the next moment:

Enough is enough, brothers...enough is enough.

If you still believe me, lay down your arms...our mission...is over.

After finishing speaking, Lone Wolf raised his head and looked at the shadow in front of him. A strange smile flashed across his embarrassed face. He looked at the shadow and said in a deep voice:

I didn't understand at first, why the Duke would give us a death-like mission...but now I understand...

Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau...you are very powerful, I admit that I lost, I admit that I was defeated, but...you shouldn't transfer X.

The moment the Lone Wolf's voice fell, the shadow of the winner who had always been holding her hands was behind the white mask, and her beautiful face was already covered with frost. Not only Winston understood, but she also understood...

Cordana! Marais! Is X safe and sound? Answer... Cordana! Answer!

Shadow started quickly calling another team of agents in charge of relocating Mr. X in the mental link, but got no response at all...like a muddy cow.

Damn it!