Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Tur Raging Claw said that a tree grew on the dark ground at the bottom of Greymaw Keep, and Black also vaguely remembered that there was a step to burn the tree in the original task chain.

But he glided to the ground in the shadows and searched for a long time on the dark ground where the moonlight could not shine before he found the tree.

It's just too small.

The saplings are very small, just over one meter tall and no more than three fingers thick. They are easily overlooked in the uneven and undulating shadows around them.

The main reason is that the hollow tree trunk of Vodrassil is too big, and the faint black mist lingering below is still actively protecting it.

If it weren't for the enhanced perception brought about by endless hunting, the pirates would definitely have to search below for much longer.

"I don't remember you being this young."

He stood in the shadows, with his hands on his hips, looking at the saplings that seemed to be trembling in front of him. He then reached out and took off the fragment of Azzinoth from his waist, and injected magic power into it to make the dagger burn.

But soon, he realized the reason, tilted his head and said:

"Ah, is it because I came here more than twenty years ago?

It is really cruel to burn this little sapling of yours. If the lunatics from Rendehui see it again, they will definitely make a wanted notice for me. "

As he spoke, the pirate looked towards the heights of Graymaw Castle.

In the middle and lower part of the ring-shaped Ursine spiral city, on the node passage leading to the bottom, Tuul Raging Claw is "unparalleled" there.

After regaining his freedom, this black bear warrior began to unleash his rage.

Its blessed body began to heal after being rescued, and the rage given by Ursoc allowed it to dare to challenge the entire city's fallen furbolgs.

It waved its black claws tirelessly, and every blow could cut down the fallen bear-men rushing in front of it. Looking at its posture covered in red rage, it must have activated its active rage.

And it's smart.

In the endless rage, he still maintained a rare sense of reason. He did not take the initiative to rush towards the fallen bears in the entire city to die, but got stuck on the side of the road leading to the lower level.

This place is very narrow and only allows two bears to walk side by side, which greatly limits the attack efficiency of the fallen bears.

No matter how many they were, they could only charge at two bear-men at a time, and then they would be chopped down like melons and vegetables by Raging Claws. There were also violent bear-men who sensed the call of the tree below Gray Maw Castle.

But if they want to rush over to protect their "sacred tree", they must first pass the level of the Bear Warrior.

As for jumping directly from a high place

Do not make jokes.

These bear-men were just infected by the void, and they did not become immortal directly. They were not stupid either. They would fall to death if they jumped from such a high place.

"This Ursine is so fierce. It is worthy of being Ursoc's lair guard. But it is injured and will be fighting desperately. It will not last long with its bloody courage."

The pirate admired the wild fighting posture of his "new bodyguard", and he couldn't help but cheer for it when Tur cut off the big head of a fallen bearman with one claw and then roared in the sky as the blood was spilled.

I thought that if the orcs passed through the Dark Portal and attacked the first Ursine tribe they encountered in Azeroth, they would probably pack up their bags and go back to Draenor that night.

There are really many lives that can be defeated in Azeroth, and humans are just the bottom of the biological chain in Azeroth.

But it's a pity that most of these big guys who can fight live in some strange places. This is really a pity.

"puff"

The pirate swung the dagger burning with evil flames and struck the lush sapling in front of him.

With the injection of magic power, a dark green Ember of Azzinoth that looked like a fire element was summoned.

As soon as the evil fire element appeared, it waved its claws under the pirate's order and sprayed out scorching evil flames towards the poor and weak sapling, instantly burning the branches and leaves extending out of the sapling, leaving it in It swayed even more violently in the scorching firelight.

This tree is not innocent.

It grew from the roots of Vordrassil, a giant tree tainted by the Old Gods.

It was born by absorbing the terrifying malice under this land. The bear people have moved into Greymaw Keep for thousands of years, but they suddenly went crazy in the past ten years. It is definitely inseparable from its growth.

It will be burned by evil flames that are hotter than ordinary flames, but it can also persist in the fire without being scorched, which also proves that it is extraordinary.

But as Black summoned the second Ember of Azzinoth, the tree also felt a crisis under the raging fire elements of two large evil fire elements.

It swayed in the fire, and the pirates vaguely heard a strange sound, like a howl or a stronger call.

The fallen bear-men who were blocked by Tuul Raging Claw became more and more anxious. Under the roars of several bear-men elders holding rotten wooden staffs and covered with strange tentacles, some fallen bear-men began to jump towards the ground. .

In front of the burning evil fire, the pirate watched the bears jumping down like dumplings, and his expression under the helmet also became serious.

With a slight twitch of his other hand, the cold hail sword also jumped into his hand.

These werebears weren't just looking for death.

As the first few dozen bear-men jumped down and smashed themselves to the ground, some of the bear-men who jumped down later began to survive. The remains of those forerunners formed a "meat pad" on the ground, helping them absorb some of the impact. .

Coupled with the fact that the bears themselves were rough-skinned and fleshy, and now had extra vitality blessed by void corrosion, in less than five minutes, a bear-man fell down, only to get up again with a limp.

They used this suicidal and crazy fighting method to bypass the obstruction of the divine warrior Tur Raging Claw, howling and rushing towards the burning saplings.

But there seems to be an invisible line standing in front of them.

The first bear-man who crossed the invisible line was still roaring. The cold sword penetrated his brain like a needle, and was withdrawn in the next moment. The pirate's burning dagger pierced outward and penetrated into the second bear-man's mouth.

The magic infusion caused the evil fire element to be born in the bear man's throat, and the scorching flame burned his head in an instant. The evil fire element with its teeth and claws wanted to help the pirates fight.

But he was commanded by the pirates to pounce on the saplings behind him.

More and more Ursines jumped down, but they were still unable to cross the invisible line. Blake shuttled in the shadows, killing each time with a crisp blow.

Although the rising black mist prevented the moonlight from falling and there was no moonlight to strengthen it, it was enough to hide in this dark place.

Those violent bear-men couldn't catch his breath at all, let alone find the pirate's figure rolling in the shadows. Black threw the long sword in his hand, and the roaring hail pierced the heart of a bear-man.

The accumulated cold air exploded outward like a shock wave, covering all the bears within twenty yards with a layer of ice, slowing down their impact.

The pirate's figure appeared on the bear man's corpse in the next moment, and while pulling out the hailstone, his figure spun around.

The thick watcher's cloak rolled up, the jagged blades on the edge danced into a whirlwind of knives, and the shadow strike attached to the Assassin Master's Seal cut into pieces the six fallen Ursines around him.

He glanced around, took a few steps forward, stepped on the head of a fallen bearman, and flew into the air with the force of the impact. He waved his palms outward, and the shadow was shaped into a four-cornered dart, heading towards the pirates like a hidden sword storm. Like rain.

These small, light attacks are not enough to break through the bearman's tough hide.

But it can be used to activate the Imprisoned Blade.

All the Ursines in the area where the pirates dropped the darts were forcibly imprisoned, losing their vision and being stunned. The pirates in mid-air fell on top of them with a flicker.

Holding the dagger of hail and evil fire, he opened his arms, shadows gathered, flames and cold air entangled, dancing into an elegant and deadly death falling from the sky while rotating his body.

The tiny shadow blades spinning around Black pierced the flesh and blood. When the pirate landed, they bloomed like a scarlet flower on the spot, and the headless bodies of the bears swayed and fell.

But more fallen bears are still attacking.

Black could block one side, but he couldn't block the surrounding area behind him. Gray Maw Castle was round, and bears were also attacking from the other side, and the demon portal opened in front of their eyes.

The crazy demon guards rushed out with a large group of roaring evil dogs, and the big-eyed demon Glazer used the magic beams shot from his seven eyes as support.

It's a pity that there is only one handsome pirate who can kill bears like mowing grass.

Blake's pathetic and crazy demon servant was torn to pieces by the furious werebears within five minutes of rushing out of the portal.

Clinfran is worthy of the title of crazy demon guardian,

The last moment it was torn apart, it was still slashing at the bear-men, but in the end it was just an elite demon, and it really had no advantage in terms of strength when facing the siege of the bear-men.

As for those low-level demons, they are even worse.

As Clifland was torn apart, the low-level evil dogs whined and fled back into the twisted void.

"Pathetic bastard, stand up! Keep killing!"

The pirate's roar echoed with the werebear's roar.

He felt the pain of Clifran being torn to pieces, so he pulled the Skull of Gul'dan from his chest, extracted the evil energy from it, and rebuilt the body of his demon servant in the material world.

As the flames burned, Cliflan's soul that had returned to the Twisting Void was forcibly summoned back.

It felt its rebirth, and without having time to thank its master, it picked up the magic steel battle ax at hand and charged towards the bear-man in front of it.

Blake also threw a Shadow Fury between battles, knocking out the bears in a large area, allowing his demon servants to pick up their axes and create a massacre and destruction storm on the spot.

"For Ursoc!"

Tur Raging Claw from above saw the tense battlefield below, and saw that the evil tree was already crumbling under the burning fire of the four evil fire elements.

At this moment, he didn't care about the danger, turned around, shouted Ursok's name, and jumped down.

The corpses of the fallen bearmen also absorbed the impact for it, allowing it to limp towards the fallen bearmen surrounded on all sides. When the war was critical, the bearman did not care about his own consumption.

It galloped on the ground like a primitive wild bear, then jumped up and smashed into the fallen bearmen with a terrifying impact, shattering the ground together with the fallen bearmen inside.

In the primitive and wild roar, Ursok's divine power transformed into a giant black bear covered in wooden armor. Two huge palms waved left and right in front of his eyes, barely blocking the bear-man who was not afraid of death. charge.

"This piece of shit of yours is really resistant to burning."

The pirate swung the moon blade forward, and the thing chopped down one werebear like a tree, then cut into the spine of the second werebear while jumping, and jumped again to the third werebear.

Blake looked back at the burning sapling in the center of the battlefield. The burning of the four evil fire elements failed to burn it to ashes.

This ancient god's creation is indeed strange.

or

Just cut it off first, right?

Thinking of this, the pirate picked up the Flame Blade Sankesu and rushed towards the sapling.

He dodged past, raised the knife in his hand, and slashed down with the legendary blade like the Falling Cherry God's Axe. It failed to cut off, and instead became embedded in the slender tree trunk.

Black liquid flowed out from the wound on the tree trunk, stained the blade, and turned into black mist, rushing towards Blake with teeth and claws.

This cunning thing has persisted until now, but it is just waiting for this moment.

It will draw Blake into Yogg-Saron's nightmare!

"You're already dead, it's just your heart that doesn't know it yet."

Weird chaos, as if a thousand mouths were speaking at the same time, overlapping and overlapping, and sounds in various languages ​​filled the pirate's ears. Among the phantom sounds, a dark illusion unfolded before his eyes.

He saw himself standing in a sea of ​​skulls, laughing wildly, and it was Dai Lin's head that still had fear left under his feet.

And what he was holding in his hand was Jaina's little head.

The blond hair was dyed red, and the pale and painful eyes on the head were filled with blood and tears.

"Brother, it hurts so much"

The weird sound turned into Jaina's cry of pain, slapping the pirate's hard-hearted mind. Then the scene changed, and he himself seemed to be sinking into the cold, dark sea amidst the sky full of gunpowder smoke.

Behind him was the Nagfar that was falling apart in the water, and under him was the mouth of an abyss that was opening.

"In that dark forest, there is a lost little lamb. Haha, you have the same dream again."

"Blake, wake up! Now is not the time to sleep. Take out your damn shield! Yogg-Saron has made a trap for you."

Xalatath's scream sounded in the pirate's chaotic mind, like a beacon shaking the pirate awake. Blake shook his head and reached out to take out the Shield of Odin.

But from the evil tree that was finally ignited in the flames in front of him, the last fallen divine power it possessed whipped over, causing Blake's swift movements in the shadows to slow down.

"Roar"

At the most critical moment, a childish dragon roar sounded from the night sky, and the little star transformed into a dragon shape bravely rushed down from the tree trunk.

She overcame her inner fear, let out a sharp dragon's throat, and lowered her head as she flew over the ground of Greymaw Keep.

Sprinkle the biting ice breath on the fallen Ursines surging around, creating a wall of ice full of spikes of coldness, temporarily blocking the Ursines' charge.

In the deformation and rolling like diving, it transformed into a human form and landed in front of the pirates.

Little Xingxing, who still had a slap mark on her face, had a malicious light in her eyes. She raised her palm and drew it down towards Blake in the cold air.

"Hey! Don't listen, you bastard!"

Judging from her excited look, this petty blue dragon must have come here specifically to avenge the slap just now.

"Snapped"

Blake grabbed her wrist.

In the pirate's other hand, the Shield of Odin had also been taken out, and the corrupted divine power that Yogg-Saron had been trying to stop was dispelled. Blake glanced at the embarrassed little Xingxing, then at the sapling that had completely fallen into the flames, and said:

"Well, I almost got you, just a little bit closer. Try harder next time."