Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"boom"

Kilrogg Deadeye no longer has the magic eyes to scan the battlefield, but his sense of being a hunter is still there.

He turned around and knocked away the flying ax thrown by Maris with a stick, but another thing, like a naughty fish, passed through the block of his hunting stick and stabbed into his waist and abdomen with a pop.

The bone flying knife he used to assassinate Fenner Golden Sword.

After throwing the throwing ax, the disgraced human ranger threw the throwing knife out with the other hand.

It is covered with blood ring toxin that he personally prepared, which can not only paralyze prey instantly, but also make them suffer mental pain.

He named this vicious weapon "Heart-Putting Throwing Knife".

He now personally tasted the pain he inflicted on his prey.

"Plop"

Paralyzed by the intense toxin, Lao Shiyan's body suddenly became very heavy. He could no longer hold the heavy hunting stick and fell to his knees in dizziness.

The pirate kicked him from behind.

Looking condescendingly at the old hunter who was tortured by old age, weakness, demonic blood and toxins, he stared at Kilrogg's left eye and pulled out the Devil's Strike from his waist.

explain:

"I want to make this eye of yours into a magic item. I've already given it a name, so I'll call it 'Eye of Kilrogg'."

"not like this"

The old orc was about to die, but he was struggling with another thing.

He looked at the indifferent pirate and shouted loudly with difficulty:

"What I saw was my death, not here! Not now! Not like this."

"Ha, I heard that the Death Eye Ceremony of the Blood Ring Clan can indeed allow you to see the scene of your own death."

Black reached out to hold down the struggling Kilrogg, and put the dagger close to his left eye.

He said:

“When you were young, it was precisely because you saw that death was far away from you and knew that you would survive the disaster that you chose to indulge yourself and do whatever you wanted.

You disrespect death.

Death is angry about this and decides to teach you a lesson.

You seem to be a little too close to the person I swore to protect, and you made her bleed.

I'm also very angry.

Come on, be patient.

I want you to relive the feeling of gouging out your own eyes before you die. That time you were trying to predict your death date, but this time, you have to face it with the same pain.

I know this is going to hurt.

I also know that I will enjoy your screams, friend. "

The pirate grabbed Kilrogg's elegant single ponytail and lifted his head. The devil's strike pierced his eyes with a pop, his movements were cold and merciless.

This action made Nathanos, who stood up behind him, feel his eyes hurt.

"Come here, hold him down for me. This is a delicate operation. Dr. Black needs the patient to stay quiet."

Black didn't mind the blood staining his sleeves. He shouted to Nathanos:

"You useless ranger, come here and help."

Maris was furious for a while, but he still walked over with his head turned away, and helped the pirate hold down Kilrogg Deadeye, who was severely paralyzed. The little murloc next to him rode the old Bonegnasher and landed on the stone.

Glancing at the bloody process here, Ben Bolba was so frightened that he immediately covered his cute big eyes with his paws.

"Didn't you say that you have grown a lot? How come you can't even beat an old man?"

The pirate just asked without politeness.

Maris opened his mouth to speak again, but in the end he only responded briefly:

"He's a legend"

"so what?"

Blake snorted and said:

"Kilrogg is at least seventy years old, and now he is suffering from demonic blood. He probably has to wake up two or three times to sleep. He was a powerful legend when he was young, but now he is just a weak old man.

Not me talking about you, Nathanos.

Your performance is a disgrace to your talent as a genius ranger.

Look at me, I have killed two legends at a young age, and counting this one, there are three.

As for you, you are the only one. "

"Okay, okay, you're right."

Seeing Blake refer to his past achievements, Maris had nothing to say and could only nod his head.

After the pirate took off his bloody "trophy", he pointed to Kilrogg, who was twitching and shaking at his feet, and said to the ranger:

"It's yours, take your military honors. His head can probably give you the rank of general in Lordaeron. Remember to keep his soul for me."

He threw an exquisite and perfect soul stone to Nathanos, put away his dead eyeballs, took his ghost wolf and fishman pet, and strode to the unconscious Fenna Golden Sword.

He knelt down and, without being polite, swung his dagger and cut off the poisonous arrow stuck in Fenner's back. He then removed her badly damaged armor and looked at the wound on her back.

This poisonous arrow must have been shot by Kilrogg himself, otherwise there would be no way to penetrate the secret armor made by Finna, a high-level elf magic craftsman.

The wound on my sister's fair back, near her heart, was no longer bleeding.

But that's not a good thing.

The toxin surged in the blood vessels around her wound, causing the scar to bulge with veins. It had infected less than half of her back. If left untreated, the toxin would seriously damage her body.

Even with Dai Lin's powerful bloodline, it will be of no help at that time.

"Send her to the priest quickly or send her to Ms. Alleria."

After executing Kilrogg, Maris ran over and handed the heavy soul crystal in his hand to Black. He looked at Fenna's injury and said with a serious face:

"The Windrunner family has the elf secret medicine, which should be able to stabilize her injury."

"I have a better way."

Blake looked around, his left hand held the broken arrow shaft outside Fenner's wound, and his right hand pressed on the half-elf's forehead.

He pursed his lips to Marius and said:

"Hold her down."

"You're crazy!"

As soon as the ranger saw this formation, he knew what Black was going to do, and he immediately stopped him:

"The arrow is too close to the heart. If you pull it out like this, she will die. Even if she barely survives, she will be disabled. She is your sister!"

"It's just because she's my sister that I do this."

The pirate said to the ranger:

"I can't always stay with her to protect her, and she clearly refuses to go with me. I can only give her something to make her stronger.

At least you won't encounter this kind of life danger again.

I very much doubt that her appearance in the Burning Plains has caused people to notice the connection between her and Dai Lin. A blind old orc can notice her extraordinaryness.

In the future, she will inevitably face such open and covert attacks.

As for possible risks.

Don't worry, Dai Lin's daughter will not die in this 'minor operation' in a daze.

Hold her down! "

Maris looked into Black's eyes. After confirming that the pirates really had a way, he stretched out his hands to control the unconscious Fenna.

Blake took a deep breath over there.

He extracted the divine power from Tyr that he couldn't use in the character card, poured it into Fenna's body through his right hand, and in the next moment, he fiercely pulled out the broken arrow from her back.

"puff"

The smelly, toxin-laden blood spurted out, and the painful Fenna woke up from her coma. Her body kept twitching, and she didn't know where such strength came from in this slender body.

Blake and Maris, two grown men, couldn't hold her down.

Blood continued to pour out of the wound on her back. Fenner's eyes widened and she looked at Blake in front of her, looking at the sea-blue eyes that were very similar to her own.

She looked at him with pain.

Blake held her shoulders and whispered to her:

"Be patient, you will be fine in a while. You are also a daughter of the sea, and you are born to withstand the baptism of strong winds and waves. Be patient, I know you can survive it."

"Blake, her wounds are healing! It's amazing."

Over there, Maris held a healing potion in his hand. He planned to use this potion to help Fenna recover, but after cleaning up the blood from the wound, he was shocked to find that the wound pierced by the sharp arrow had begun to heal itself. .

It was as if there was some kind of magical power helping Fenna survive this disaster.

The speed of self-healing was so fast that the flesh and blood near her wound even became scorching, and golden fragments of light shone around Fenner's wound.

"Is this the Holy Light?"

The ranger exclaimed, but saw Black shake his head and said:

"This is much more powerful than the Holy Light. It looks like it, but it's completely different inside. Don't go into details, such a small amount of power will probably dissipate after curing her.

It will make her stronger.

But it won't be ridiculously strong, the dose is too small after all.

Don't look at me with that look. I have nothing here for you to use. But you can bring Kilrogg's hunting stick. If I'm not mistaken, that thing is made of Gronn's animal bones.

Go back and polish it, and then let the elves enchant you. It will be much easier to use than ordinary weapons. "

"What is a Goron?"

Maris picked up Kilrogg's hunting stick and waved it in his hand. It was heavy and perfectly balanced. Although it was animal bone, it was harder than ordinary steel.

In Blake's eyes, the thing shone purple, almost orange, but he had no intention of taking it for himself.

Pirates are still very generous to their own people.

But he was really not in the mood right now. He gave the curious baby Mariskop a lesson on what a Goron was, and then said casually:

"Just think of it as a legendary creature like a giant dragon. It is unique to the orc world. It is estimated that most of them have been killed by the giant hunters of the Warsong clan."

He took care of Finna, who had endured the pain and was exhausted, and fell asleep on the spot. He took out a cloak and wrapped her up. Finally, he took out the soul stone containing Kilrogg's soul and tossed it up and down in his hand. .

Now there is no way for the three professions to continue to incorporate anima.

Moreover, Kilrogg is too old. The gold content of his legendary soul cannot be compared with Ogrim, or even with the weak old Dal.

He should be considered relatively weak among the orc legends.

After all, he is already a figure from the previous generation.

But the pirates didn't want to give this soul to Ursales. The war scythe was a good weapon, but the soul of the Dread Lord inside it was really disturbing.

After thinking about it, it seemed that this soul would not be of much use, until he saw the ghost wolf Frostclaw squatting next to him, staring intently at the soul stone in his hand.

"Ha, you want this?"

Blake threw the purple-black soul stone in his hand and said to Frostclaw:

"You want it, right? Come on, dance and let me see."

"Ouch"

Frostpaw bared his teeth at Black very unceremoniously, but the pirate put the soul stone next to its nostrils, seducing him in a cheap way, making Frostpaw, the soul beast, make an obvious swallowing motion.

But it has its own dignity.

He did not choose to dance, but lowered his head and let out a whimpering cry, as if he was pretending to be pitiful.

"Are you like this at Orgrim? Hey, you look like this, it's a bit embarrassing for the wargs."

The pirate laughed and threw the soul stone in his hand to Frostclaw. The latter quickly pounced and took the soul stone into his mouth, biting off a small piece with a snap like a bone.

Given its size, it would probably take some time to devour and digest this soul.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Blake held Fenna in his arms, and Marris found a group of Wildhammer Sky Knights flying over the battlefield nearby. He handed Fenna to the dwarves and asked them to bring the golden sword back to the headquarters. go.

When the dwarves saw Kilrogg's body and head, they all immediately respected Black and Marris and called them heroes.

The dwarf sky knights agreed to the hero's request without hesitation.

A griffin was specially assigned to fix Fenna on the griffin's saddle and escort her to the command camp.

"What's wrong? What are you looking for?"

Blake watched Fenna being escorted away by the dwarves and felt relieved. He looked back at Maris and found that the ranger was looking around for something.

"It's Desolate. I just asked Desolate to find support, but it never came back. This is wrong!"

Nathanos said in a serious tone:

"Desolation will not make such a stupid mistake. If it can't find an ally nearby, it will definitely come back to join me immediately. Something must have happened to Desolation."

"What? The dog is lost?"

When Blake, who was in the process of developing a relationship with Frostpaw, heard this, he suddenly felt an anger that only a hunter could feel.

He drew out the hilt of the flaming sword with a swipe, whistled, summoned a hell horse, got on his horse, and said to Maris:

"Let's go! Find the dog.

Let's see who dares to capture Hunter's pet after eating the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard! A legendary hunter from another world taught us that whoever dares to harm our dogs will kill his entire family! "