Shadow Trails in Azeroth

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An MI7 assassin who jumped up high and tried to attack was pierced through the chest by a flying magic arrow. His whole body seemed to be hit by a cannonball. He flew backwards without a word and hit the wall of the Lion's Pride Hotel. .

As the wall was shattered, green blood spurted out from the hapless assassin's shattered body.

Well, it's green.

Shocking green.

Xiao, who was fighting silently, looked back.

The corpse of his loyal subordinate fell to the ground and quickly turned into a Dread Lord with his head blown apart. His corpse quickly "weathered" in the blood, leaving only a pair of dull armor.

This made Xiao feel more helpless.

He knew he was going to be laughed at by a bastard soon.

However, compared to the result of being laughed at, Xiao's anger grew stronger.

He stared at the assassins walking in the shadows around him. He watched the agents of MI7 engaged in a desperate confrontation with the Uncrowded in the darkness.

The battle was even at the beginning, with each side having its own victory or defeat.

MI7 is not a freeloader. On their own territory, these kingdom spies will never allow bastard organizations like the Uncrowned to carry out conspiracy to subvert the country.

They are determined to protect their hometown.

They even planted explosives outside Goldsmith Town, intending to use dense minefields to prevent the undead from passing and advancing, but the Uncrowned Ones arrived too quickly, and a battle broke out without any communication between the two sides.

However, after the first hidden Nasrezim's true identity was revealed, the situation at Department Seven immediately took a turn for the worse.

Kingdom spies not only have to battle wits and courage with the Uncrowned Ones, but they also have to be constantly on guard against the disguised demons around them.

On the other hand, the Uncrowned Ones were still a little unmotivated at the beginning of the battle, and seemed to be somewhat resistant to fighting with their peers. However, after seeing that there were demons hiding in MI7, the offensive of these Creed Assassins became more and more fierce. stand up.

They seemed to have found a reason to fight that supported their beliefs.

These MI7 colleagues are shamelessly hanging out with the devils.

There is no doubt that these bastards have "fallen"!

In the name of the Assassin's Way, they must be punished!

"Let me tell you, didn't I tell you the last time we met that MI7 has been infiltrated into a sieve? Why don't you change at all?"

Blake's figure emerged from Shore's shadow and he sneered in a long voice.

He gestured behind him.

Valeera and Tao Ya, who were summoned here, each led a group of uncrowned ones to spread out to both sides.

These Uncrowned Ones all have special grenades hanging from their waists, made by Mechagon's mechanical gnomes. When they land and explode, they will emit a compressed, high-bright light.

In addition to blinding dogs, it can also destroy the camouflage magic of low-level Nasrezim.

On the side deck of the Death "ship" that rumbled past at high altitude, the first batch of monks recruited to join the Uncrowned Ones also joined the battlefield in an airborne manner.

The assassins used flash bombs to blow out the hidden demons, and then the monks commanded by Feixue and Xiang Lian came forward to harvest them. These melee masters who wielded the true energy were not afraid of the sharp teeth of these demons.

The punching assassins are extremely powerful and can often knock those hateful demons to the ground with just a few punches and kicks.

"I thought the 'infiltration' you were talking about came from the Uncrowned One. Who would have thought that you were talking about the devil?"

Shore and Black stood back to back in the chaotic Lion's Pride Hotel. The shadows around the two brothers were flying and spinning. It was obvious that a "big guy" was eyeing them.

The master assassin of MI7 held his dragon-wing dagger in his hand and whispered:

"So, you bastard, can you speak clearly next time? Also, why do these demons hiding among us want to be exposed at this time?

Tell the truth!

Are they coming for you?

We at MI7 were just implicated by you, right? "

"How do you want me to explain this?"

Blake grabbed the Solidar Void Apostle battle bow. He felt the looming demonic aura from left to right, and he whispered:

"Instigating relationships and causing chaos is the Dread Lord's specialty. After today, no matter the reason or the process, MI7, which has suffered heavy losses, will definitely put this account on the head of our uncrowned one.

Yes, they are coming for me.

But they know they can't do anything to me, so they plan to completely destroy my good reputation in Azeroth.

Make me a lackey of the Burning Legion in the eyes of the world, so that I will never be able to stand up again. "

"good reputation?"

Xiao twitched his mouth and complained:

"Are you sure you have that?"

"I didn't."

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"So the revenge actions of the Dread Lords were ineffective against me from the beginning. This is because as long as I have no bottom line, no one can threaten me with the bottom line.

Close your eyes!

I want a big one! "

Shore immediately closed his eyes, extremely obedient and trusting, not worried at all that the pirate would insert a knife into his heart when he closed his eyes.

At the same time, the stinky pirate raised his war bow to the sky.

The divine power of the void in Solidar's battle bow was quickly absorbed, and instead, the bright divine power of the moon was poured into the battle bow.

The originally gloomy war bow that looked like ghost claws was quickly shaped into a bright white moon arc war bow in the moonlight, with sacred crescent moon patterns emblazoned on both sides of the bow.

As the pirates opened their bows and fired arrows, a divine arrow filled with moonlight was pierced into the sky, completely illuminating the dark and cold surroundings of Shining Gold Town. At the same time, it sprinkled scattered hot moonlight like a meteor shower, like a flash of light a hundred times brighter. Bullets swept across the chaotic battlefield around them.

All the beings of order who were attacked were knocked to the ground, covering their blinded eyes and howling indiscriminately.

But those hidden dreadlords are in dire straits.

In this storm of extreme order, these guys screamed and burned one by one as if they had been poured acid, and were quickly swarmed and killed by the surrounding assassins.

The "big guy" who had been floating around and blocking Shore and Blake was also forced out of hiding by the moonlight, revealing its cunning and vicious body.

"Hey~ Who did I think it was?"

Blake put away his bow and looked at Nasrezim, who was wearing green armor and having gray-red wings. He sneered and said:

"It turns out to be Master Tichondrius, what? Did Jin Tesha send you to create a little trouble for me? Did that bitch lose the bet to me and have no face to see anyone?"

Doesn't she even dare to appear in front of me? "

"Stop being so arrogant, Blake."

The first lord of the Dread Council, Tichondrius, the strong man among the Nathrezim, moved his sharp claws inlaid with corrupted gems. He sneered and scratched Black's neck.

it says:

"You played a trick to make our plan fail, and you cheater still expect us to surrender to you? This game is not over yet, Black!

We haven't lost yet.

All of this is just to say hello to you. Lothar will never become the master of Frostmourne!

Let's wait and see! "

After saying that, Tichondrius ignored the low-level Nasrezim who were dying miserably. It retreated and disappeared into the shadows. As it left, the pirate shouted to it:

"Go back and tell Jin Taisha that I prepared a beautiful dog leash for her. Let her wash her neck and wait. I will not spare a guy with such a bad character so easily.

And you, Tichondrius, you dare to talk to your future leader so arrogantly, I think you don’t want to be around anymore. But don’t worry, we will have plenty of opportunities to ‘play slowly’ in the future. "

No one responded to the harsh words the pirate dropped.

But Black knew that these fear demons were not as confident as they appeared.

These guys are willing to expose their identities as a means to prevent Black from resurrecting Lothar. It can be seen that they are at the end of their rope and have nothing to do.

For the best hiders and pretenders, this kind of desperate fighting is a real shame.

"What are you looking at?"

The pirate put away the Solidar Moon Warblade in his hand, looked back at Shaw who was staring at him, and said rudely:

"Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

"What game are you playing with the Dread Lords?"

Shore made a gesture and told the assassins from MI7 to withdraw from the battlefield. He looked at the devastated Goldsmith Town in front of him during the battle between the assassins and the demons. He whispered:

"It seems that there is something behind the resurrection of Marshal Lothar?"

"Yes, there are many hidden stories, but I can't tell you."

Blake picked up his pipe, blew out a smoke ring, turned around and straightened Shore's collar, and said:

"Go back and give your child the king a truthful report. Ignore the conversation between the demon and me, and then take a good look at the demon spies hidden in the Kingdom of Stormwind and other human kingdoms.

I heard that many devil worshipers have appeared in northern Xinjiang recently, which is not a good thing. "

"These demons run deep."

Shore frowned and said:

"We don't have a good way to find them, what can you do?"

"I would like to recommend to you the warlock apprentices from our Nathalas Academy."

Blake grinned, patted Shore on the shoulder and said:

"Those apprentices are not good at fighting, and they are all picky. But the knowledge we have instilled in them is enough for them to use some magic to discover the low-level demons hidden in the crowd.

This is also the monthly exam question I plan to assign to my apprentices. They must discover enough demon pretenders during the one-week monthly exam, otherwise they will face the risk of having their credits deducted.

Believe me, they will work hard to complete the question.

But don't expect them to discover the disguises of those high-level demons. That's something even demon hunters can't do. If traces of demons of this level are found somewhere, then you should be careful.

Those places are likely to be the focus areas of future Burning Legion attacks. "

After saying that, the pirate looked out the window. Under the cold night, a silent army had emerged from the Elwynn Forest. Under the moonlight, Yrel was riding a majestic undead war horse, holding a cold frost in his hand. The sadness.

Behind her, the death knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood followed closely, holding the old Lothar battle flag. They were getting closer and closer to Lothar's holy coffin.

"Go back, Shore."

Black said:

"Tell your children, King, don't worry. I have no interest in plundering Stormwind City. I'm here for Lothar. It's that simple. If you want to fight me in North County, I am absolutely welcome."

Friendly reminder, it’s best to find more people. "

The pirate blinked and said:

"This is a king's enthronement ceremony. There must be many spectators with sufficient status to attend."

"Enough people are coming over."

Xiaoer pulled on his crane feather cloak and said:

"It seems your father is coming too, with his shield."

"Wouldn't that be better?"

Blake grinned and said in a long voice:

"Once the Shield of Aggramar, the sacred object of order, is opened, the first ones to suffer will be the Dread Lords who are secretly causing trouble. I really hope that Dailin will come over soon to clear the way for His Majesty Lothar to come to the throne.

A 'loyal minister' like him will definitely receive the highest praise from the Lich King.

It would be best to be stabbed to death by Lothar on the spot and transformed into an immortal admiral. Wow, this script is interesting enough. "

"Um."

Shore said no more, he turned around and prepared to leave. Behind him, Blake asked in a low voice:

"Just leaving like this? I thought you were going to scold me a few more times. Don't you think I'm crazy? Isn't it something only a big bad guy would do to transform a giant of mankind into the king of the dead or something? ?

Aren't you disappointed in me yet? Shore. "

“I have learned to set my sights on a higher level and observe the nature of the problem.”

Xiaoer said without looking back:

"Rather than Marshal Lothar becoming the King of the Dead, I am now more worried about the evil eyes hidden in the Eastern Continent. That is my battlefield.

And I have full confidence in Marshal Lothar's integrity and will. I don't think a magic sword can turn him from a great man into a lowly butcher.

Finally, I have great faith in you, Blake.

Not because you are so noble, but because I know you never do business at a loss, and I don't see what benefit you can bring to you by helping the devil destroy this world.

You wouldn't do something that would cost you money. "

"clever!"

Blake whistled and snapped his fingers and said:

"Before taking action, you'd better go to Pandaria and ask Zhuhe Tianzun to give you some power. I'll be honest, his blazing divine power of hope is like a natural enemy to the Dread Lord born in darkness.

With his blessing, I don't have to worry about you being replaced by a Dreadlord at some point. "

"Um."

Shaw nodded, and before leaving, he asked again:

"Those whose identities have been replaced."

"The lucky ones should still be locked up in the dungeons nearby where the demons live, extracting some valuable information. The demon hunters can help you find them. They may need some psychological treatment.

But the unfortunate ones were killed when they were replaced. The Nasrezim were always very rigorous in doing things, and they rarely left any clues. "

Blake whispered:

“So, a moment of silence in advance for those poor guys, you’re getting a big pension.

I know that there must be demonic pretenders among the Uncrowned, and they have begun to incite my followers to defect from the organization. What a bunch of bastards.

Fortunately, Master Garona has always been reliable and I can leave this matter to her. "

The pirate glanced at the empty hotel behind him, curled his lips, and said to himself that Shaw didn't learn from this good thing, but this kind of Batman behavior is better learned from him.

He walked to the window and shouted to Yrel, who was near Goldshire:

"Hey, stay here for four hours. There is a cemetery nearby to summon the dead, and then, move through the town towards North County! At noon tomorrow, we will start the final attack.

May the Holy Light bless us with everything going well."

"If the Holy Light hears your prayer, it will want to rain down fire from heaven to burn you to death, my poor little master."

Xal'atath complained in Black's ear:

"I just came back from a tour of Stormwind City. The good news is that the Dread Lord's chaos in Stormwind Fortress greatly embarrassed the righteous people.

The bad news is, they think it's all your fault, so they're determined to beat you up in North County.

Oh, by the way, the Great Knight Alexandros Mograine was replaced by the Dread Lord. I hid in the consciousness of that little bitch Nasa and overheard that the captured Dread Lord said that Mog Lenny was sent to a far away place.

The time of their movement coincides with our passage through the Dark Portal to Draenor.

I don't think this is normal. "

"Of course it's not normal!"

Black frowned when he heard the news. He thought about it, his eyes stayed on Frostmourne in Yrel's hand for a moment, and said:

"Send the news to Draenor and ask Illidan to help check whether there is anyone suspected of Mograine appearing in the world of Argus."

"Um?"

Xal'atath snorted in confusion and said:

"Do you think this is the Dread Lords trying to save a future in which they may fail? Are they making double preparations?"

"Yes, I do think so. Leaving a comeback chip in advance before victory or defeat is also in line with the style of the Dread Lords."

The pirate flexed his fingers and said:

"After all, Frostmourne is just the starting point for becoming a qualified Lich King, and another crucial thing is still in the hands of Emperor Denathrius.

Although the Nathrezim lost control of Frostmourne, they still had a chance to make a comeback. They are really determined to fight against the loyal me under the emperor's command. What a bunch of arrogant bastards.

If I were not a prophet, I would really be fooled by them. "