Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1575 208. Brave NPC, the toilet at home is blocked, please

"Do you know you're wrong?"

The pirate grabbed a stick fiercely and stared at the frightened little fishman in front of him, whose body was still shaking.

The latter nodded obediently, and flatteringly presented the good things he had just picked up from the ruins on the top of the swirling cloud to Blake as if he were offering them treasures with both hands.

Yes.

The beautiful and majestic Whirlpool Peak has been completely destroyed in a few minutes by the 777 crazy magics of the Mystery Box.

Probably the only thing that can make the wind elements who were buried with this disaster feel relieved is that they were not shot by the most terrifying 999 magics.

This probably means that their luck is not extremely bad yet?

In short, the little fishman who was teleported to pick up the Mystery Box witnessed with his own eyes the whole process of the broken top of the swirling cloud falling from the sky.

Fortunately, the pirates had the Scepter of Sargeras, which ignored the teleportation rules. Otherwise, with the scale of the explosion, at least one-fifth of the buildings in Ulduar, which had just calmed down, would have been destroyed.

By then, no matter how tolerant the guardians are to Black, the stinky pirate will have to seriously consider how to escape smoothly.

"Oh, it's so miserable."

He looked at the wind core of the elemental lord that the little fish man held in his hands. He picked up this treasure like the most beautiful sky gem with some melancholy and put it in front of his eyes to look at it. He said with a "crocodile tears" attitude:

"A good elemental lord died so inexplicably in an unreasonable disaster caused by a stupid fishman. Maybe I should grant you the title of 'Wind Elemental Destroyer'

You have done something in these few minutes that the other three elemental realms have not been able to do in millions of years. Well, the Wind Rider will definitely spend a lot of money to reward you.

You are also famous, Captain Benbolba of the Guala Guala pirate group. "

Blake "praised" the little fish man in a sinister manner, and then glanced at the Mystery Box held in the little fish man's arms. The thing had returned to its original state.

Probably because its three unlocks are not stacked, but calculated times.

"I'll wait until I go to Argus next time to do this, do you understand?"

Blake warned angrily:

"Next time you open it for no reason, I'll throw you in and blow you up!"

"Quack!"

Benbolba immediately straightened his back and swore to the "lucky compass" hanging around his neck with a scared look on his face that it would definitely abide by Black's warning.

The scene just now really almost scared the fishman to death.

Doesn't it mean that the mystery lock on this thing is difficult to open?

Why did I just turn it around a dozen times and then open it?

Could it be that he is a one-of-a-kind magic prodigy?

The little murloc shook his head and walked out of the military camp with his baby in his arms. He was seriously considering whether to enroll himself in a magic class at Nathalas Academy or something?

The pirate watched the little fishman leave. He shook his head and thought, this bastard is really lucky.

Being able to open the Mystery Box was definitely not because of the little fish man's talent. This idiot simply used the "exhaustive method" to roughly open the delicate Mystery Lock.

This wave can only be said to be that no matter how dark the wisdom is, it cannot compare to the gift of the goddess of luck.

While Blake shook his head and lamented the misery of the wind element, he took out the anima that had been released after the death of Yogg-Saron from his arms.

Not surprisingly, this is another powerful legendary anima, just like the ancient god anima left to the pirates by C'Thun and Y'Shaarj, it has very sharp but also very dangerous effects:

Title: Whispers of Death by Yogg-Saron

Quality: Legend

Item effects:

1. Mental destruction:

Trampling and trampling the minds of all life is the specialty of "Psychic Tyrant" Yogg-Saron. The Thousand-Mawed Demon is very good at mobilizing the fear in the hearts of others to achieve his own goals.

This anima will give the user the [Mind Trample·Fear Aura] effect.

Any being with mental activity who is close to the user will be mentally ravaged by Yogg-Saron every second until they lose all will to resist or die.

After the enemy's mind is destroyed, they will receive Void infusion and be transformed into faceless thugs to serve the user in battle.

There is no upper limit on the number of this conversion effect.

Notice:

[Mind Trample·Fear Aura] can be superimposed with the [Seven-Headed Behemoth·Psychic Aura] currently owned by the user.

2. Whisper of Death:

Yogg-Saron can masterfully mobilize the fear in others' hearts and weave it into the illusion of sound, thereby drowning the vulnerable enemies in his own despair and taking pleasure in doing so.

This anima will grant the user the [Whisper of the Void] ability.

Allows the user to project void corrosion into the target's mind without restraint in the form of sound or spiritual voice, thereby achieving the effect of toying with the target's mind and creating fearful illusions.

Notice:

The speed and release effect of this ability only depend on the user's [eloquence], so it is not recommended for mutes or patients with social phobia to use this anima, as it may have counterproductive effects.

"Cool! It's a perfect match for me!"

Blake grinned and patted the ball of anima on the shoulder pads of his armor, and a gray-black halo spread around him.

The pirate looked at his eight-piece set of anima armor with a proud look. Now only the slots of the arm armor and leg armor were empty.

Other parts are inlaid with legendary anima, which brings Elune's endless weapons to a new level of power. It is already the most frequently used artifact by pirates.

"Both the Wind Rider and the Fire Demon King will generously leave their 'legacy' to me."

Blake patted his armor and proudly said to himself:

"In this way, the eight anima slots are all full, and I don't know if the slot rewards will be activated. Speaking of which, I always feel that the 'Tide Walker' anima on the boots can no longer keep up with mine. Strength has developed.

Should I replace it?

Well, if I think about it carefully, N'Zoth might be able to provide me with a ball of ancient god's anima after the queen takes action. Since I want to follow the path of the ancient god, I should stand on the bones of my outstanding 'comrades' Come on.

Well, let’s arrange it! "

But when it came to N'Zoth, the pirate remembered what happened when Drake fed back the void power extracted from Yogg-Saron to himself, which upgraded his Ancient God profession from level 1 to level 2.

This made him take some time to check the description of the mythical profession on his character card. In the past, there was not much emphasis on the promotion of ordinary professions and legendary professions. Just gain experience and level up.

But the mythical profession seems a little different.

On the character card in front of the pirate, he saw special instructions for the mythical profession. Apart from those complicated and obscure concepts, a simple description is:

Demigods are special existences between mortals and gods.

They broke away from the mortal power and explored the realm of the Force. Direct contact with the stars gave them a part of their divinity, giving them dual characteristics between humans and gods. Therefore, they are called "demigods" .

The power of demigods is displayed based on the mythical profession that directly leads to the field of force. The power division of this profession is not obvious, so it is not as clear-cut as the level 60 of the ordinary profession and the level 12 of the legendary profession.

There are three levels of mythical professions in total.

Based on what the pirates have learned so far, they are called weak, medium and strong divine powers, but this is only a description of the rank rather than the power.

The simplest example is that the third-level Loa is definitely no match for the third-level Titan Guardian. The latter can easily press the former to the ground and rub it.

The direct reason for this different power at the same level is the different degree of connection between demigods and the mysteries of each force.

Looking at the priesthood of Gaboa, the pirate god, we know that he is a Loa, but he can only be a "miscellaneous demigod" in the field of life force. He needs permission to even enter and leave the Emerald Dream.

But it was different for wilderness demigods like Goldrinn who were also in the realm of the Force of Life.

It is very closely connected to the Force. Entering the Emerald Dream is as easy as returning home. It does not require faith to connect believers and can turn its divinity into blessings for them.

Loa can't do it so lightly. They need to rely on "crooked" things like faith sacrifice to do the same thing.

In other words, from the perspective of pirates, once you enter the realm of demigods, what you need to get closer is not just hard work, but finding ways to win the favor of the mysteries of the Force.

As for the upgrade of mythical professions, pirates have finally understood that promotion when approaching the field of force no longer requires experience or anima, but the amount of the same source of divine power.

Or sincerely pray to the Force to explore and get more infusion from the Force.

Or use Drake's previous ferocious fighting style to kill the demigods of the same origin and devour their divinity to strengthen themselves.

This sounds cruel, and it is indeed cruel if you think about it carefully, but it is destined to be cruel, because in order for the six forces of the stars to maintain balance, it is destined that the infusion of blessings that each force can give to the demigods is limited.

If you want to keep climbing, in addition to strengthening the exploration of the mysteries of the Force, the only way left is to plunder each other.

In areas of order such as Holy Light, Life and Arcane, such a situation is definitely not allowed to occur. But for the three chaotic realms of death, evil energy and void, killing each other is probably an everyday thing.

There are many bastards in the Burning Legion who are scheming for fellow demons. The Old Gods also have a tradition of devouring each other. In the Shadow Realm of the Lord of Death, the Eternals are also striving to cause trouble for the sake of anima.

This proved Blake's suspicion.

Perhaps the future where the Force is about to become unbalanced, which Emperor Denathrius spent countless epochs trying to bring about, is just to break this shackles?

After all, only in a universe where death engulfs everything and completely dominates the stars, can the limited power of the Death Eternals be infinitely extended.

But these illusory things are not the focus of the pirates' current considerations.

When Blake's mythical profession reached level 2, he gained two magical new skills from the upgrade, namely "God's Descendance" and "Blessing".

According to the description of the skill, he can mobilize his divinity to project the illusion of his power in front of individuals who know his name and existence and have interacted with him.

As for blessing, it is easier to understand. Blake can bestow his divinity on individuals he favors.

But because the pirate's current life form is slowly transforming into a demigod, before the transformation is completed, the divinity he can bestow on others is limited.

There is no mention of faith at all here, which shows that Blake is very favored by the Void Force, and he does not need to rely on faith to help him obtain a "priesthood".

He is a genuine, officially certified demigod by the Will of the Void.

After understanding this, the pirate became excited almost immediately.

He instantly thought of countless interesting ways to play with these two abilities, so Blake decided to give it a try. Anyway, there was still some time before the Star Saint Observer arrived, so he could "relax" for a while.

The pirate sat in this deserted military camp, rubbing his chin, squinting his eyes, thinking about who should he start this game from?

Soon, Blake had a target.

——

In the distant Stormwind City, in the old city, little secret agent Amber Gilny, who had just completed a full day of training as night fell, was preparing to clock out.

I don’t know what considerations Master Mathias Shore had in installing punch-card identification machines made by dwarfs in various departments of MI7.

This new measure has made the entire MI7 civil service complain. They have to clock in and out every day, which makes it completely impossible for some veteran officers to skip work and fish.

But Amber didn't care. She thought this rule was quite good. As a young girl who aspired to become the Ranger General of the Kingdom of Stormwind in the future, she had lofty ideals and never resisted actions to maintain order.

But An Bo's training today seemed to be a bit too much. As a result, after checking in, she changed into ordinary girl's clothes and just walked out of the MI7 office. She felt dizzy and sat down on the ground.

"Oh my, little girl, you should pay attention to your health. How can you be so weak and shoulder your lofty ideals?"

A strange voice sounded in front of An Bo's eyes.

The little spy raised his head warily and saw a strange guy standing in front of him.

He wore an elf-style hunting suit and carried a very cool war bow, but he wore a dark hood so that no one could see his face.

That's not just the effect of concealment. There is darkness under the hood, as if it wants to absorb all the light.

This looks like it is not a job that normal people can do!

"Who are you?"

Anbo quietly placed her hand on the dagger hidden in her boots. Although she was young, she had enough ability to protect herself after years of training.

She looked at the strange man who suddenly appeared in front of her with vigilance. She thought that this might be the legendary "gold fish guy monster" who would deceive children.

"Aha, who are you asking me? Then listen up, little girl."

Blake deliberately shaped his power incarnation into the image of a hunter. He crossed his belt and introduced himself in a proud tone:

"Standing in front of you is the endless hunter, the chaser of light and darkness, the hunting master renowned among the stars, the fearful death knell of all beasts and bad guys, the wanderer of the star sea, and the nemesis of demons. If you want to listen, I can continue to talk like this. Keep talking for another ten minutes, but I think you may not have that much time, little girl."

The pirate snorted and said:

"So just call me 'Lord of the Hunt'. I am attracted by your ideals and your will, and I project my illusion here just to give you a rare test, little girl.

If you pass this test, I will reward you as appropriate and give you the power of a hunter. "

As he spoke, Black took out an anima ball that shone with blue light and waved it in front of Amber's eyes. He said:

"You know, nasty demons have been hiding in your city recently, and the stupid Black Shaw and the equally stupid Shore hired warlocks and demon hunters to eradicate them.

But the amateurs were too slow to eradicate the demonic presence in the city, so I decided to pick a 'Hunting Eye'.

You look just right. "

Blake bent down and placed his hand on Amber's forehead, temporarily giving his hunting sense to this little girl who had a chance encounter with him and was destined to do great things in the future.

He said:

"I gave you my hunting eye, but you only have 24 hours. Go and hunt to your heart's content. To get the reward of this hunting, you have to kill at least ten demons.

You have to understand that hunting is never about strength vs. strength, but about setting traps with wisdom. If you can't understand this, then you are not the kind of deadly hunter I need.

Now

It's time to wake up. "

The pirate flicked Amber Gilney's smooth forehead hard.

Amidst the little girl's screams, she opened her eyes suddenly, and looked confused at several "colleagues" around her who rushed over to help her up.

Amidst their chatter, little Anbo knew that she suddenly fainted here just now. She thought she had a strange dream, so she wanted to thank the people around her who helped him.

But the next moment.

In Anbo's field of vision, she saw a sister who was smiling at her, covered with a layer of dark green light, which shocked Anbo.

She realized that it was not a dream.

There really was a mysterious hunting lord who conveyed the "oracle" to her and gave her a pair of "hunting eyes".

Ten!

Little Anbo bit her lip. She stared at the obviously abnormal big sister in front of her. She was thinking about what the Lord of Hunting had just said. She must kill ten disguised demons within 24 hours.

At least ten to get the reward.

This is not a task that a little girl can complete alone. It seems that she must use her brain.