Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 426 135. This is the fate of being a dog licker - more updates for Huo Zhengting’s good brother [25]

"Ouch!!"

The violent northern bear roared and charged towards Blake.

The bear's eyes, which had been tame by "Mad Dog" Yona all year round, were red. It was probably because he had eaten too much human meat recently, which gave this guy a ferocious aura all over his body.

There is also a spiked collar hanging around its neck, which almost tightens its flesh, and its claws are covered with rusty claw sheaths. It looks like a vicious thing that has been enchanted with advanced "tetanus".

If you are scratched by this claw, it is not certain whether you will die or not, but you will definitely suffer from the disease.

The pirate did not dodge the attack of this giant beast. He was even in the mood to give it a reconnaissance. The feedback information made Black frown greatly:

"Man-Eating Bear" Huo Ze

voodoo beast

Level 60 Beast Elite/Level 4 Zombie Beast

special power:

voodoo infection

Note:

Crazy Jonah used the knowledge from Hades to transform his beloved pet. Don't be fooled by its appearance. This bear contains power far beyond that of living creatures.

Don't get scratched by it.

"Stupid wolf, it's time for you to show off, come on!"

When Black saw this reminder, he took a step back and kicked Frostpaw's butt under his feet, causing the ghost wolf to glare at him with bared teeth.

Fortunately, after such a long period of running-in, this soul beast finally reached the fifth level of intimacy with Blake, the hunter. Under the "trustworthy" intimacy, facing the situation in front of him, Frostclaw would not abandon him. A weak pirate master.

But if it could talk, it would definitely say:

You stupid pirate! Don’t you even have the ability to fight on your own?

"Ouch"

Dissatisfied, he saw Yona's zombie bear roaring and rushing towards him. Frostclaw also let out a harsh wolf howl. The huge warg backed up and used all his strength to pounce towards the zombie bear that was two times bigger than it in front of him.

The latter's big claws swung up and smashed down on Frostpaw's head.

The ghost wolf pounced without dodge.

Entering the soul walk in mid-air, the body disappeared and Zombie Bear Huoze's big claws were knocked into the air. His thick fleshy palms hit the ground and scattered the bricks and stones from the stone steps.

Before the cunning warg became a soul beast, he followed Orgrim in battles in the north and south. Its combat experience was infinitely stronger than the zombie beast in front of him who only had brute strength.

Appearing behind the giant bear, it pounces with its sharp claws and tears apart the zombie bear's thick fur. The wolf's kiss is like an iron pincer, biting the bear's neck. It bites the vital part and won't let go.

The zombie beast screamed in pain, rolled back and forth on the ground, and shook its head and slammed into it. It was with great difficulty that the ghost wolf was thrown out.

Frostpaw turned over lightly in the air, landed on all four paws, flicked his mouth, and spit out a large piece of smelly meat that he had bitten into his mouth.

Its ferocious eyes stared at the zombie bear in front of it. The latter's neck was mostly broken open by it, and disgusting blood flowed down the torn wound.

The disgusting smell was like a corpse that had been dead for a long time, which the clean-loving ghost wolf could not spit out.

With such an injury, an ordinary beast would have died long ago, but the violent bear didn't seem to notice that a large piece of its neck was missing. It shook its neck with its spine exposed and rushed towards Frostclaw again.

A trace of disgust and suspicion flashed in the warg's eyes. When the giant bear pounced, it jumped to the side, luring the stupid bear to hit the wall with its head, and then pounced towards it.

But this time I didn't bite.

The rotten flesh and blood inside this guy is so disgusting, it's almost a biochemical attack.

The ghost wolf adopted a smarter strategy. It uses its claws to continuously tear open the wounds on the opponent's neck, and then seizes the opportunity to use its special ability as a soul beast.

Soul shock!

It was like a hammer was swung up and struck hard on the chaotic consciousness of this zombie beast, causing it to let out a painful whimper. Its attack speed and reaction speed were disrupted, and it became more clumsy in the face of the ghost wolf's attack.

While the two beasts were fighting, Blake and his "enthusiastic fans" were also wrestling with each other.

To say it was a scuffle would be an exaggeration.

Because at the beginning of the battle, the pirates escaped into stealth. Jonah in front of him was holding a musket and a bayonet in his hands, retreating vigilantly and looking around.

He should be a mixed profession of pirate and hunter, and was given some strange abilities by Hela.

Facing the assassin Blake, he had his own way of dealing with it. After pushing into the narrower hall of the fighting venue, Jonah raised his hand and threw forward several homemade flares.

It's more like the incendiary bombs used by pirates, but the effect is pretty good. Throw three or four of them together to quickly disperse the surrounding shadows.

But he couldn't force Blake out of the shadows.

Do not make jokes.

If a master assassin was brought out by a flare, Blake could kill himself by wiping a knife on his neck right now.

"Come out! Fight like a man upright! In the name of Queen Hela, come on."

Jonah was defiant.

But this guy was obviously "fascinated" by Hela and was a little delirious. As a pirate, he actually said the word "upright".

Love brain is really harmful.

Hiding in the shadows, Blake, who was squatting on the Vrykul-style chandelier above the hall, shook his head.

He raised the Shadow Moon Blade in his hand, and in a light turn, threw it downwards.

"boom"

Jonah fired a shot with the musket in his hand, knocking away the flying moon blade.

This reaction speed made the pirate blink his eyes. He used a shadow step to land on the wall next to him, took the moon blade and turned around again.

The speed of the moon blade's rotation doubled, and it hit Yona faster.

The latter's response this time was more difficult, and he barely parried the moon blade's attack with his bayonet, but the moon blade that flew out was caught by Black for the third time, and then was thrown back again.

It's like juggling.

The third acceleration of the moon blade was faster, buzzing like a chainsaw, making the mad dog pirate's scalp numb. He rolled on the ground for a week, but still the corner of the pirate hat on his head was cut off by the rapidly flying moon blade. .

"Hey, your behavior will make your Queen Hela very disappointed."

Blake's voice sounded in front of Jonah.

The Mad Dog Pirate raised his gun and was about to shoot, but Black appeared in the shadows and spun his body, the serrated watcher's cape spinning like a cutting storm.

Warm blood splashed out between the two of them.

Two bloody fingers flew up.

The musket in Jonah's hand was also slashed diagonally from the front end.

The terrible pain came silently, and like thunder, like a bolt of lightning hitting the mad dog pirate, making his face turn pale, and he immediately realized something very bad:

Can't beat it!

Totally impossible to beat!

The strength of the guy in front of him was like a monster compared to Jonah. Even with Hela's gift, he still had no chance.

But this guy was still a human being. Under such circumstances, he did not choose to cry meaninglessly. Instead, he rolled on the ground holding his wounds for several weeks before standing up again.

"Come help me!"

The mad dog shouted sadly.

The fog that Blake was extremely familiar with immediately surged around the hall, and several huge Vrykul zombies walked out of the fog with heavy steps.

Blocking between Blake and Jonah.

The pirate ignored these soldiers. He stretched out his hand, picked up the strange telescope that Jonah had dropped from the pool of blood on the ground, and tossed it up and down in his hand.

"Hela gave this to you?"

Blake looked up and asked:

"What else did she give you? Take it out and take a look."

"The Queen has given me a lot. But land is not a battlefield for pirates like us, Black Shaw. That's it for this time. Let's fight it out on the sea next time."

Jonah's voice trembled with pain.

He glanced at the door and saw that Huo Ze, the zombie beast he had carefully cultivated, was about to be bitten to death by Blake's ghost wolf that could change reality and reality.

He had just realized that he was far from Black Shaw's opponent. No wonder the Queen asked him to accumulate strength.

But who would have expected that Blake would take the initiative to kill him?

Mad Dog covered his bleeding palms, backed away to his Vrykul throne, kicked the edge of the wooden chair, and knocked it down, revealing a tunnel leading underground.

He glared at Black fiercely, as if he wanted to remember the pirate's face and figure firmly in his heart.

"kill him!"

He gave orders to several undead Vrykuls, and he jumped down into the hole without hesitation, following the escape route left by the Vrykul who once lived on the island to complete a failed turn.

For pirates, there is no shame in running away from a fight; it is simply a sound tactical choice.

He hasn't lost yet.

The pirate fleet under his command is still destroying the Walrus people in Kamagu. As long as he escapes, he can make a comeback.

They already know that they are no match for Black Shaw, but they still want to fight to the death here. That is not the style of the pirates. But the question is, when facing a master assassin, can you run away if you want to?

"Buzz"

The moment Jonah jumped down into the cave desperately, the pirate also used a precise shadow step to cross the four dead Vrykuls blocking the way, and appeared next to the cave like a ghost.

With light steps, he dodged the war hammer struck by the dead Vrykul spirit behind him. He gently twitched his left hand on his waist, and hailstones shining with cold air fell into his hand.

The left hand bearing the master's seal reached forward, clasped Mad Dog Yona's collar, lifted him up from the hole, and pierced forward with the ice crystal sword in his right hand.

With extremely precise movements, he thrust the sword blade through the back of Jonah's heart and stabbed it out in his chest.

The shadow strike accompanying the piercing came next, shattering the heart of the mad dog pirate.

His body shook violently.

Like a balloon with a hole in it, life is rapidly draining from it.

Feeling that his master was about to die, the zombie beast Huo Ze, whose body was bitten by frost claws and was in tatters, also roared and abandoned the ghost wolf and rushed towards the pirates.

However, the frost claw bit its hind paw tightly, preventing it from coming to save its master.

Black flicked the blade in his hand and threw Jonah's body aside. The four Vrykul undead behind him surrounded him at this moment.

The figure of the pirate also disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had reached the top of the hall. The hailstones in his hands were stabbed from high in the sky. As his figure rotated rapidly, he gathered into the shadow of a sharp blade storm, mixed with the burst of cold air, and danced in the pirate hall into a line of death falling from the sky.

The heads of the four Vrykul undead summoned by Jonah were all chopped off. The moment Blake landed lightly, the four headless corpses behind him exploded into gray mist at the same time.

He stretched out his hand, wiped the blood on the hailstone blade, and looked at the wide eyes of "Mad Dog" Jonah who was standing at his feet.

"Hela really has a very bad taste in looking at people."

He shrugged and said:

"Since you have to choose someone to replace my spare tire, then choose a better one carefully. There are so many pirates in Azeroth, why would they choose a guy like you?

Is Hela trying to humiliate me in this way? Or is this the image I have in the eyes of the 'Great Queen'?

This is too hurtful. "

He bent down and picked up the other musket that Jonah had dropped.

Without looking, he fired a shot behind him. The flying lead bullet was wrapped in a liquid shadow and accurately hit the left eye of the scarred zombie beast, turning its shrunken brain into a pot of porridge.

The giant bear, which was furious because its master died, was also sent to the world of death.

"You're not a good pirate, and you're not a good hunter either."

Blake threw the smoky musket beside Jonah's dead body and said:

"A good hunter would not turn his pet into a monster like this. It sucks for you to treat your loyal beast companions like this."

After saying that, Blake turned around and walked out of the hall, whistling for Stupid Wolf to follow.

But just as he was about to walk out of the hall door, he and his dog stopped at the same time. One person and the other dog looked back, and a pale light lit up in the pirate hall behind.

A huge Val'kyr holding a war spear slowly fell from the light, flapping its wings.

Her whole body exudes an ominous white light, wearing gray-black armor, holding a ceremonial shadow spear, and wearing a half-covered black lightning wing helmet on her face.

The heroic figure exudes pride and elegance while flying.

She landed on top of Jonah's body, raised her war spear, and shouted loudly in the ancient vrykul language as if announcing some ancient punishment ritual:

"Jonah Sterling! You have failed Hela's trust and expectations. Your shameful failure will serve as a warning to all servants of Hades. Now, accept the curse of this punishment!

stand up!

Fulfill your oath of fealty to the Queen! The enemy is right ahead, kill him! "

"Ouch"

As the large Val'kyr pronounced his sentence, a biting wind of death blew in the hall, causing Black to raise his hands in front of him, and the ghost wolf also roared and made an attack gesture.

The corpse of the deceased Jonah Sterling was imbued with a large amount of death power by this Val'kyr.

In other words, Hela had already injected something wrong into Yona's body during the previous contact, and now it was quietly activated by Val'kyr.

At this moment, Blake came back to his senses.

Jonah Sterling is not just a "spare tire" prepared by Hela because of the loss of Black. If this miserable pirate grows up, Hela will not lose.

If killed accidentally, it can also be used as a trap set in advance.

The Queen of Hades is certain that Black will encounter North Sea pirates.

She had already planted the seeds.

The poor innocent old pirate is not even a "tool man" in Hela's eyes.

He was just a sword used to hurt Black, or in other words, Hela just used Jonah Sterling's miserable life to remind Black that the grudge between the two was not over yet.

Worthy of being the God of Death.

Such skillful use of the currency of the soul.

Tsk, tsk, he was tricked around by the scheming girl, and he lost his life in the end. After death, he still has no peace.

Sure enough, this is the fate of dog lickers.