Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

The violent explosion shattered part of the top of Blackstone Mountain. The fire and vibrations from the explosion were immediately observed by the Alliance outpost, and the news was quickly sent to the Alliance camp, which was already on the verge of war.

He also immediately received personal intervention from Marshal Lothar.

The marshal summoned the head of MI7, who was in charge of frontline intelligence.

But unexpectedly, it was not Ms. Pasonia Shore, whom the marshal was familiar with, but her grandson, the young assassin Mathias Shore.

"Where's your grandmother?"

Marshal Lothar was currently coordinating the attack plans of all parties. When he saw Xiao coming over, he asked.

The young assassin replied in a calm and calm tone:

"My grandmother was unfortunately ambushed while hunting down several orc warlords, and has now been sent back to the rear to recuperate. Your Excellency, Marshal, I am currently in charge of frontline intelligence work."

"A legendary assassin was ambushed and injured?"

Lothar immediately tasted something strange.

But he did not delve into this issue. He knew very well that behind the intelligence provided by MI7 was Ravenholdt, a huge organization.

If that organization didn't respond to this, it proved that nothing happened that needed him, the commander-in-chief, to worry about.

The marshal glanced at Shaw and asked:

"What happened to that explosion just now?"

"It should be the dead soldiers we sent into Blackstone Tower who successfully blew up the orcs' grain depot."

Shore replied seriously:

“This work had already begun before the arrival of the army, but we lost many elite assassins. Blackrock Tower was originally an area controlled by the Dark Iron Dwarves.

The craftsmanship of their fortifications was as strong as that of the Bronzebeard dwarves, and our assassins were unfamiliar with the internal conditions, and the connection failed several times.

But today, we succeeded.

The orcs' grain depot has been destroyed, Your Majesty Marshal.

They no longer have the confidence to defend the city. In the battle tomorrow, they will all come out and be defeated by you and the alliance marshals head-on! "

"good!"

Hearing Xiaor say that the grain depot in Blackstone Tower was destroyed, the marshal stood up excitedly.

This is no icing on the cake.

This is a timely help!

The Blackstone Tower guarded by the orcs is hidden in the Blackstone Mountain. The terrain is extremely high and protected by the mountain. Even the dwarves' artillery can't break through the defense. It is also protected by a heavy gate forged by the Dark Iron dwarves.

Originally, Lothar was prepared to make great sacrifices to seize the door, but now, the orcs must come out of the tower for a decisive battle, otherwise they will starve to death in the Blackstone Mountain.

The siege, which resulted in huge casualties, turned into a field battle in which one's own side had an absolute advantage.

How could this not make Marshal Lothar ecstatic?

"Those dead soldiers."

The marshal clenched his fists, slightly suppressing the joy in his heart. He looked at Xiaoer and asked:

"Can those heroes come back?"

Shaw shook his head regretfully.

How could it be possible to come back?

He himself almost despaired of this action.

The explosion just now made Xiao Er ecstatic. He had no idea what kind of bad luck the soldiers he sent out had to accomplish this great feat.

But when the grain depot was blown up while surrounded by so many orcs, and the gates on both sides of Blackstone Mountain were closed, it would be difficult for the assassins, no matter how powerful they were, to come back alive.

"Then remember their names! Everyone's name must be registered. They are the heroes of this battle and must be remembered forever."

Marshal Lothar gave a heavy-toned command, and Shaw nodded and turned to leave.

But when he returned to the camp of the frontline intelligence office, he unexpectedly discovered that all the dead soldiers sent into the Black Rock Tower this time had returned intact.

"you."

Xiao Er looked at the intact men and women in the tent in astonishment.

He suddenly realized something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it passed quickly. He looked at his men and said:

"Who helped you?"

“That Your Excellency calls himself ‘The Uncrowned One’, my lord.”

The captain of the dead soldiers on a demolition mission would be drinking hard liquor.

Although he had made up his mind before setting off, whether he would die or not, being able to come back alive was indeed beyond all his imagination. It was like experiencing a fantasy story, and he had to use strong alcohol to numb his wildly beating heart.

Facing Xiao Er's question, the captain said in a respectful tone:

"He is like a ghost in the night, like the god of death demanding life from the orcs. He flickers and walks in the shadows, leading us around the orc sentries in a familiar way.

That Excellency is more familiar with the maze-like Black Stone Tower than those orcs.

He led us from the huge iron chain hanging inside the mountain to the orcs' grain depot through another road that had never been discovered before. After detonating the explosives, he led us into the Darkforge City of the Dark Iron Dwarves.

I changed my route and left Blackstone Mountain. "

"Yes."

Another female assassin also said in a strange tone:

"If we hadn't known that he was an assassin from the Alliance, we would have thought he was born in Blackstone Mountain. The way he led us around to avoid the orcs and infiltrate us was as familiar as returning home."

"Well, things related to him are always so magical."

Xiaoer smiled and asked again:

"Did he ask you to bring the news?"

"have!"

The captain of the dead soldiers immediately said:

"The Excellency asked us to bring you something back. He said, don't think that he is helping you, he is just settling a 'personal grudge' with the orcs.

He also said that if he was killed by an orc once, he would be charged some interest.

My lord, do you know that lord? "

"Of course, I know him."

Xiao moved his fingers, glanced at the dead soldiers in front of him, and said calmly:

"You should call him 'Master', his name is Black Shaw, remember this name, remember your savior. He is not a friend of MI7.

But they will definitely not be enemies.

Have a night's rest, everyone. Tomorrow morning, we will go into battle to kill the enemy! "

——

"puff"

In the early morning, a handful of blood spurted out from the Blackstone Fortress in the southeast of Blackstone Mountain. Under the dark sky, the owner of this blood struggled to cover his slit throat, trying to escape from the death that was chasing behind him.

But he threw away the heavy battle ax and fell to the ground after only taking three steps.

The pursuer behind him was not in a hurry to step forward and kill the orc who had difficulty breathing because his throat was cut. On the contrary, he was still in the mood to wipe the blood on the dagger.

And he took out the evil skull flask from his waist and poured a sip of wine into his mouth.

Instead, a jumping and screaming fishman rushed over with a sharp dagger and stabbed the twitching orc in the heart.

Completely ending his suffering.

"I have no experience at all."

Blake looked regretfully at the breathless Blackstone Orc in front of him, and then at the dozens of orc corpses lying scattered behind him.

It took him some time to create this scene.

But apart from a pile of rags, he got nothing.

This Blackstone Clan's fortress had been breached by the Alliance before.

There is only a burning ruin here. These orcs are probably warriors who were sent out of Blackstone Tower, or simply deserters, hiding here.

But they didn't contribute anything to the pirates, which made Black very dissatisfied.

However, all the dissatisfaction in Black's heart was swept away when he saw the brand new sapphire seal on his left hand. This thing was delivered to him by the assassins of Ravenholdt Manor yesterday afternoon.

The Seal of the Master Assassin specially customized for him.

Not only does it have Blake's initials, but the gemstones are also changed to his favorite blue, which is really thoughtful. This thing is more than just a symbol.

It is also powerful.

This can be seen from its equipment entry:

Seal of the Master Assassin

Legendary quality [Magic Binding. Black Shaw]

Extraordinary endurance. Extraordinary perception. Extraordinary fatal blow.

Comes with special effects:

1. Cast by shadow:

The craftsmanship of this seal comes from the magic craftsmen of the high elves. When they made the seal, they added the power of shadow to it.

When wearing the seal, any assassin-type skills will cause shadow impact to nearby enemies within fifteen yards.

The deeper the wearer dives into the mysteries of the shadows, the more destructive the shadow blasts are.

2. Master’s certificate:

The Seal of the Master Assassin will only be awarded to those shadowwalkers who have demonstrated amazing shadow skills and fought for Ravenholdt through life and death.

When you wear it, you will gain the respect of all members of Ravenholdt.

It may also attract some greedy and malicious looks, but every master can handle this little trouble well.

"I heard that Ravenholdt Manor still contains many armors left by past assassin masters."

Blake breathed at his master's seal, rubbed the perfectly polished sapphire ring, rubbed his chin, and looked at the dim sky that was about to usher in dawn.

Thoughts in mind:

"Perhaps we should ask the Duke how we can get those armors without having to steal them, right? Alas, this set of Stonemasons Brotherhood armor was completely destroyed by Granny Shore.

What a shame, I kinda liked it. "

With this in mind, Blake glanced at the character card again. The serious injury in the status bar had changed to a minor injury after several days of recuperation.

Maybe it will be completely healed tomorrow.

He took the little fishman and threw the hook lock beside the ruins of the burned fortress, climbed up with dexterity, and finally reached the highest point of the orc fortress.

From a height of more than thirty meters here, looking towards the direction of Blackstone Mountain, we can just see the war that is about to start tomorrow from a distance.

The pirate took out a few bottles of wine, some fruits, bread, bacon and other things from the magic bag, and spread a blanket on the observation deck.

I also thoughtfully got myself a parasol.

He sat on it, leaning against the wall, planning to take a nap.

When you wake up, you can appreciate this battle that is destined to happen, and the people whose fate will be changed because of you.

The process of intervening in the timeline this time is much easier than the last time. With Seifer "complicit", the small seeds he has planted before will take root and sprout smoothly tomorrow.

Through this, two points form a line, and the world in front of us, this timeline, will be freed from the established path leading to "absolute victory." Like a long river that is about to change its course.

At the node of tomorrow, it will break through the original shackles and flow all the way to the unknown direction.

The pirates sat in the darkness, silently sizing up the Alliance military camp under the distant night sky. Several lights lit up inside, forming a faint band of light in the huge camp.

There are already knights getting ready, warriors sharpening their swords, spellcasters still meditating, and assassins ready to step out of the shadows and fight head-on.

They are full of confidence, they will definitely win!

Just like being chosen by fate, you will charge into battle fearlessly.

“It makes the chosen person feel so self-important that they can’t help but act as pawns and promoters, trying their best to push everything to that critical moment.

But the seeds that determine those moments of glory or despair were planted in the past. "

Blake closed his eyes and muttered to himself about the sad youth literature he had read from nowhere in his memory. At this moment, he sighed like a philosopher:

"That's the cunning way of fate."

"Destiny? Haha, I don't believe in that! Let the threads of your destiny wrap around me, and I will cut them off one by one. I will be patient and prepare a surprise for you, starting from

Let's start tomorrow. "