Shadow Trails in Azeroth

When Blake found Fenner after midnight, the stupid warrior was still sweating in the bilge.

Fenner held the Troll Divine Sword Susas and swung her sword at the carefully crafted training dummy in front of her. She used the enemy-breaker swordsmanship. The open and close movements were mixed with the voodoo power of the Troll Divine Sword that was frequently triggered. Paired with Fenner's slender and petite body, it looks very impactful.

Behind the idiot sister, there were several chopped up training dummies lying in a mess.

It can be seen from the scars on the steel dummies that Fenner has not rested since returning to the ship and has been training her sword skills here.

This job is quite boring.

A tired guy like Blake would never choose to practice like this. He prefers the practice mode of real PK to a dummy that has no sense of counterattack.

But Fenner was content with swinging her sword thousands of times.

According to her, she spent a lot of time practicing swordsmanship every day after she decided to give up her career as a spellcaster under great pressure.

If Fenner wasn't bragging, then she really put a lot of effort into improving the strength of the warrior profession.

At least I put in some sweat.

This thing may not be able to reverse the gap caused by talent, but with the same talent, people who sweat more are obviously more likely to climb to high places.

"boom"

After Fenner's violent forward slashing attacks three times in a row, the last advanced training dummy made by the third-mate robot Pascal was severed from the body amidst the harsh sound of metal tearing.

If it had life, it would be time to mourn and celebrate the end of its "suffering".

Panting, Fenner sheathed her sword and picked up a towel to wipe the sweat from her body.

She was wearing a warrior vest, her short blond hair was loose after exercising, and the scars on her waist were exposed, giving her the wild beauty of a warrior.

"I said, didn't you turn violent? Why did you start practicing the skills of a weapon master again?"

Blake, who was sitting on the steps of the cabin, threw a bottle of wine, and Fenna took it in her hand without looking back. The bold female warrior bit open the cork and drank a few gulps.

The taste is sweet and the wine taste is very light.

Apparently, the smelly brother took care of her poor drinking capacity and specially selected the fruit wine for her.

The pirate himself also took out a bottle of golden rum, took a few sips into his mouth, and heard Fenna replying while shaking her hair:

"I have chosen the path of a violent warrior, but that doesn't mean I have to give up the path of a weapons master. I learned some things from the battle with the smelly old man in Hades.

A good warrior should not be limited to fighting styles. Recently, Heya and I were learning how to fight as a shield warrior.

Although I am not as powerful as you, and can cross the three paths of power to improve myself, but I can't be too far behind you. After all, if you tell me about having a weak sister, it will make our great pirate sir feel bad. To the point of losing face.

Right? "

"well said!"

Blake gave a thumbs up and said with admiration:

"If little Jaina and Tanred are as ambitious as you, it will be enough for them to do great things. I originally wanted to have a sword fight with you, and show you a big treasure by the way.

But now that you are so tired, just go and rest, we will talk about it tomorrow. "

"Huh? You want to spar with me?"

Fenna suddenly turned around, drank the fruit wine in her hand with shining eyes, rubbed her hands and said:

"Why did you change your temper today? You usually ignore me when I approach you."

"Isn't it because a hard-working fool has a special charm?"

Blake waved his hand and said in a very annoyed tone:

"It's hard for a genius like me to understand the meaning of diligence, so every time I see your clumsy practice, I'm curious about what it feels like?

You have worked so hard, I guess you must be very strong, right? "

"You just deserve a beating, right?"

Fenner put on a straight face, drew out the Troll Sword from behind, and said:

"I'm going to hit you hard with this thing! I'm serious."

"Then let's go."

The stinky pirate stood up, waved his hand and said:

"It can't be used here, and I don't want to damage my precious ship. The storm outside has stopped, let's go to the beach, and by the way, we will go to Gadgetzan early tomorrow morning.

I heard that Cairn Bloodhoof also went there, and that old cow was probably going to be brutally slaughtered by the goblins, which is not what I want to see. "

"Are you trying to win over him?"

Fenna carried the Troll Sword and followed in the footsteps of her stinky brother. She asked while walking in the cabin. Blake shook his head and said:

"It's not about co-optation, it's about cooperation."

"Oh, I want to trick him. I understand this."

The clever Fenna snapped her fingers and expressed her understanding, leaving the pirate helpless.

Blake turned around and said:

“This time I’m not tricking him, I really want to cooperate.

My fleet also needs a homeport on the continent of Kalimdor. I originally wanted to locate it in the Tanaris Desert, but I suddenly realized that this might not be a good place.

I decided to change places.

The Bloodhoof Tauren can help us. Although they have no tradition of exploring the sea, they can defend our property on land. This is called a win-win situation. "

"I don't understand these things. You can do whatever you want. If you need to kill someone, just call me."

Fenna shook her hair and helped her brother throw a small boat into the water on the deck. She didn't need to do this job at all, so she could quickly finish it by asking Nagfar.

But Miss Chuan Ling is still studying now.

Blake didn't want to give his baby a reason to avoid studying.

Learning knowledge may be a beautiful thing.

He and Fenner jumped out of the boat, each holding an oar, as if admiring the scenery, gliding towards the distant desert coast under the calm sea after the storm and the moonlight.

The two were chatting and laughing. When they were near the beach, Blake glanced at Fenner, took out the Angry Heart from his bag, threw it to her, and said:

"You'll use this later. I'm afraid you'll lose too badly and have some damn psychological shadow."

"Hey, who do you look down on?"

Fenna said unhappily:

"I can't beat you, but I'm not to the point of being crushed by you, right? Don't look down on people so much."

"That was true before last night."

The pirate sighed and said with a look of Versailles sadness:

"But a friend of mine gave me something very powerful. If I fight with all my strength, you, Fenna, will probably be defeated within ten moves."

"I do not believe!"

Fenner snorted and said:

"Isn't it just void? Others are afraid of it, but I'm not afraid. You can use your void magic at will!"

"That's what you said."

Blake breathed at the blood-red seal on his finger, picked up the handkerchief, wiped it, and said in a long voice:

"Don't cry when you lose."

"snort"

Fenner didn't answer either.

He just took out Quel'Sera and Ashbringer from the bag, carried them behind his back, and held the Troll Divine Sword Susas in his hand. She had already made up her mind. Once Blake dared to use void magic, she would give him a severe blow with Ashbringer.

Ashbringer is as restrained as a natural enemy against these evil forces!

Even Hela couldn't escape such restraint.

Just Black, haha.

Soon, the ship docked at the coast, and the two of them walked on the moist sand onto the beach under the moonlight. Blake did not use the moonlight enhancement of the watcher to bully Fenner.

He wasn't even wearing the Luna armor.

It is still far from a complete fighting posture.

Salamani held the sword at his waist without taking it out of its sheath. He just raised his left hand and hooked his fingers at Fenna, who was twenty steps away, signaling the start of the battle.

Fenna was not polite, waved her hand, picked up Susus and launched an angry charge.

The idiot warrior is no longer what he used to be.

Proudmoore's bloodline was activated near the sea, and the anger of the sea wave lingered and blew on the sea surface, making her body covered with a thick layer of angry armor, and her furious eyes looked particularly breathtaking.

Black asked her to attack with all her strength, but she didn't hold back at all. Her heart of anger was also activated, allowing Fenner to activate all her destructive power at the moment of charging.

It is no exaggeration to say that it already has some of Grom's style.

The charge that seemed like a raging flame came in the blink of an eye. Under Susus's chop with voodoo power, the pirate waved and threw out a void-shaped Shadow Fury. The impact of the shadow that was compressed and exploded in place was so powerful that it instantly offset Fenn. Na's super kinetic energy forced her to stop.

"Ha, I was fooled!"

At the moment when the void power bombarded him, the idiot warrior's Tyr power was activated, completely exempting him from the mental impact of the void.

Susas in his hand was replaced by a fragmentation throw and thrown at almost zero distance. The burning Ashbringer was also lifted in his hand, and the Blade Storm was activated in an instant.

The confinement of Shadowfury was shattered, and the roaring Sussus also shattered the shadow phantoms left by the pirates.

Blake appeared ten steps away, and Fenner slashed at him with the Burning Storm of the Ashbringer, leaving him at most one second to react.

But, enough is enough.

"There was more than just void in the magic just now, idiot Fenner."

Blake chuckled.

In his eyes, Fenna's body has been marked with a clear mark of sin. Venthyr's warlock's anima enhancement has given Fenna an almost permanent curse of sin.

This is not the point.

The point is that the appearance of the sin symbol means that the pirates can "play wanton" with the warrior in front of them, and Fenna doesn't know that she has fallen into a trap.

She saw Blake Shihran taking out his crossbow and aiming it at her, which made Fenner feel angry again.

Who do you look down on?

With such a weak attack?

"Whoosh"

A magic-breaking arrow popped out of the crossbow arm, and Fenna did not dodge at all. Under the storm of high-speed rotating blades, such a weak attack could not hurt it at all.

"boom"

A loud noise interrupted all Fenna's thoughts.

In the blood-red energy explosion, a burst of pain instantly erupted on the spiritual level, ignoring the protective effect of Tyr's divine power, causing the stupid warrior to instantly lose all his strength.

She fell to her knees with a dull face, her whole body twitching.

She had no idea what had knocked her down. She was obviously not aware of the danger, and her warrior instinct didn't give her any warning.

She wasn't even bleeding.

But she failed.

"Who would have thought that such a vigorous girl warrior could also be guilty of sins? But I know that it is definitely not because you have committed the crime called 'idiot'.

Otherwise the destructive power shouldn't be so small. "

Blake put down the crossbow and watched the two dissipating blood-red sins erupt on Fenna's body.

He said helplessly:

"Arrogance and blind obedience. That's you. If it were another elf here, just the detonation of the 'Sin of Pride' would be enough to make him unconscious instantly."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Finna thought Blake was mocking her, but he wasn't.

There was still a hint of worry in the pirate's eyes.

Judging from the power of the sinful shot just now, according to the Venthyr punishment standards, a soul like Fenna will definitely spend an unpleasant time after death until she pays off her sins of arrogance and blind obedience. .

The good news is that there are not many sins of pride.

The bad news is that Fenna's crime of blind obedience was enough for her to be punished by the Arbitrator and sent to Revendreth, where she would spend no less than a hundred years.

Finna probably definitely didn't think she was arrogant, and Blake didn't think the stupid warrior was an arrogant fool.

But here's the problem.

The standard for judging sins in the Shadow Realm is different from that of mortals, and this standard of judgment was set by the firstborn of the world of the dead. Even Black has no way to appeal to the arbiters of the Shadow Realm.

It's a complete overlord clause. No matter how unhappy you are, you can only endure it.

"What power is that? Is it some kind of strange magic?"

The severe pain came and went quickly. It took the stupid warrior a few seconds to regain some energy. She stood up with her sword and looked at her stinky brother with an unhappy expression.

This guy always does weird things.

"I'll explain it to you in a moment, but then you have to listen to my suggestions for a while and change your lifestyle."

Blake shrugged and warned:

"This is a small warning. I don't want you to be visited by those nasty vampires one day."

"What vampire? Sarain?"

Fenna felt that tonight's stinky brother was very strange, saying some words that she didn't understand.

But when she saw Blake coming to help her, Fenna's eyes flashed with a mischievous light. When Blake stretched out his hand, she pretended to be unable to hold it and burst out with strength. With a scream, she turned over and pressed her stinky brother down on the beach.

"Don't hurt her!"

Before Fenner, who was riding on the stinky pirate, could declare victory, she heard a scolding from her stinky brother. She thought it was meant for her, but it wasn't.

The next moment, with the sound of the sharp blade coming out of its sheath, she was pressed against her neck by the black and white swords rising up one after another.

The fatal coldness made Fenner calm down all of a sudden.

The white sword glowing with moonlight in front of him was fine, as it was just symbolically held against his neck, but the black sword behind him was nothing special.

She had cut Fenner's skin.

If the pirate's scolding had not been timely, Finna's neck would have been cut into one third. With her legendary warrior's physical fitness, her neck would definitely not be cut off easily.

But that meant more pain for her.

That's it, Black Sword is not satisfied yet.

Fenna could feel that the black sword behind her was eager to continue cutting into her flesh and blood, but due to the order of her stinky brother, she was not allowed to hurt her.

An ordinary person would have been frightened in this situation.

But is Fenna Jinjian an ordinary person?

Regardless of her neck injury, she just looked at the two swords floating in front of and behind her with gleaming eyes. They could kill the enemy on their own without anyone holding them.

And it’s so destructive?

Can actually cut through his own anger armor?

Fenna lowered her head, licked her lips on the moonlit beach, looked into her brother's gentle eyes, raised her left hand, clenched it into a fist and waved it in front of Blake's eyes.

The threat said:

"This is so cool!"

"Hurry up and teach me! Otherwise I'll beat you up."