Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake put aside his bold words and said that he would take off Lexa's "Batman battle mask."

As a result, this statement slightly angered the silent legendary orc hunter in front of him, not because of the arrogance of the smelly pirate, but because this wolfskin helmet had a very special meaning to Rexxar Rema.

The orcs of the Moknasa clan have been learning hunting skills since childhood, and catching and taming wild beasts has been a compulsory course for them since childhood.

In that small village full of powerful hunters, each orc hunter's war beasts were different. There were lynxes, birds of prey, and rare leaping beasts, or powerful thunder elephants, and violent clefthoof cows.

Rexxar chose a more "traditional" fighting beast when he was a boy.

He tamed a dire wolf.

Although the dire wolf also has "wolf" in its name, it is different from the warg.

They are slightly larger than worgs, their teeth can easily tear through light armor, and their claws can shatter rocks. They are deadly hunters that can hunt large creatures like thunder elephants on their own.

Lexa loved his wolf.

He affectionately named it "Ha LS". The dire wolf was Rexxar's first war beast. As we all know, the first time of anything is very memorable.

In short, Lexa and HaLS grew up together, hunted together, and developed an extremely deep friendship.

Originally, their story was supposed to be about hunting the evil ogre warlords with their tribesmen on the barren and desolate land of their hometown, maintaining the security of Gorgrond, and living a difficult and miserable life.

But the founding of the Horde and the contamination of evil energy forever affected Rexxar's life.

However, although Rexxar was silent, he was not stupid. As the evil infection spread, he quickly realized that there was no future for him and his people in the world of Draenor.

Especially after the orcs of the old tribe established the Dark Portal, Rexxar realized that the opportunity had come!

He felt that the Moknatha clan, which had been fighting against the ogres for hundreds of years on the land of Gorgrond, would be able to follow the forerunners and open up a new world for habitation.

Unfortunately, Mok'Nathal orcs are notoriously stubborn and stubborn. Their tempers are as smelly and hard as their bone dice, and their xenophobia is as well-known as their strength.

From the perspective of Rexxar's father, Leorox, the leader of the Mok'Nathal clan, his cowardly son just wanted comfort and life in the big city, rather than staying in the barren land of his birth.

I don't even want to devote my strength to protecting my hometown and people.

Therefore, although Rexxar and his father had the same purpose, both for their own people, in the end, he was silent and unable to convince his father.

He could only go against his father's wishes and leave the clan with his dire wolf one night.

He joined the Orc Expeditionary Force and came to Azeroth without looking back.

But Rexxar, who was obsessed with finding a new hometown for his people, soon discovered that his "new friends" were not as "just" as he imagined. The cruelty and ruthlessness of the old tribe soon aroused Rexxar's disgust.

He realized that he and his compatriots had been deceived by Gul'dan's rhetoric.

The once noble orcs have been reduced to bloodthirsty and violent war criminals, and Rexxar's beloved wolf LS was killed by a warlock of the Shadow Council in an accident.

This made Rexxar completely lose faith in the old tribe.

This silent hunter collected the body of his beloved pet and made its fur into a wolf head helmet which he never took off again. In this way, he tried to express his memory for Ha LS.

The wolf tooth pendant that Blake had stolen from a group of complicit Mok'Nathal hunters in the Hillsbrad Hills was made from the teeth that Hal LS lost when he died in battle.

It is precisely for this reason that Lexa, a guy who is very wary of strangers, accepts Blake's "request to study" so easily.

But accept it, accept it, there is no hope for Lexa to be merciful.

Ten minutes later, the double moon blades in Blake's hand were knocked away by Rexxar's double blades for the sixth time. The pirate did not continue the attack and made a "pause" gesture.

"Okay, let's stop here."

He rubbed his aching wrist and said to the big orc in front of him:

"You have a really deep understanding of yourself. Your strength is astonishing. I don't think Varok Saurfang may be your opponent in terms of pure strength.

He is a legendary warrior. "

Black's wrist was almost broken by multiple weapon impacts, but Lexa acted very relaxedly, looking at him as if he had just "warmed up."

Faced with Blake’s complaints, the legendary hunter shrugged and said:

"I'm an orc

I have half the blood of an ogre flowing in my body, so it is natural for me to be strong. But if you want me to fight against Varok Saurfang, I am certainly no match for him.

Hunters and warriors have different understandings of combat.

If I were to end up in a melee fight with Saurfang, I would be cornered. "

"That's true."

Blake nodded in deep understanding.

Saurfang's legendary power of executing executions regardless of the opponent's health and status was like a meat grinder when it came to close combat.

How many people die.

The only thing that can limit the number of kills Saurfang can do is his own stamina and weapon durability.

The pirate rubbed his wrist and looked at the translucent character card in front of him. There was a long list of battle records on it, as well as tips for learning new skills:

[Slaughter] Completed learning, current proficiency: Beginner.

[Meerkat Bite] Completed learning, current proficiency level: Beginner.

[Raptor Strike] Completed learning, current proficiency level: Beginner.

[Mok'Nasa Flying Ax Technique] has been learned and is highly compatible with the assassin skill [Fatal Throwing]. The skill has been integrated into [Flying Blade]. Current proficiency level: Mastery.

[Mok'Nathal Hunting Skills] After initial learning, your connection with the wild nature will be deeper.

This series of skill learning made Blake very excited.

It made him want to hold the silent orc in front of him and kiss him twice. The learning of these melee hunting skills effectively strengthened Blake's destructive power in frontal combat after the assassination failed.

It’s not that Windrunner’s mother doesn’t know these things.

But as an elf ranger, she focused more on family archery. In terms of close combat, except for the Farstrider Blade Dance, she couldn't teach Black more.

Not to mention the old dwarf Hemet.

The old guy is a pure sniper master, and distance is his life.

Unless you are forced into a desperate situation or want to lure your opponent into a trap, you cannot pick up an ax and confront the enemy.

Lexa's appearance was an unexpected surprise. Today's little learning made Black more confident in completing his wilderness trial.

But if it's just these, it's not enough to satisfy the greedy Black.

The stinky pirate picked up his moon blade and glanced back. Rexxar's big bear Misha was sleeping soundly next to a tree. The porcupine had gone somewhere to look for food.

As for the eagle Spire, he was standing on the branch, folding his wings, staring at Black with his sharp eyes, seemingly looking for Black's weakness so that it could catch the stinky pirate's fatal wound with one claw.

But when he saw the strip of cloth on Blake's eyes, this smart eagle showed a trace of human "sadness".

All right.

This is a blind man in front of me.

Its best eye-gouging tactic was of no use to this blind man.

"I said that it is already very difficult for other hunters to tame one or two war beasts. For example, as a talented hunter like me, after having two beast covenants, I feel a little confused when fighting."

Black sat on the stone next to Lexa and handed the wine bottle on his waist to the silent orc. The latter took it in his hand, twisted it under his nostrils, sniffed, and then took a sip into his mouth.

He listened silently to Blake's question.

The pirate explained:

"I asked my hunting instructor. She is a very powerful ranger, but she is not proficient in animal taming. She also couldn't solve the problem that I can only focus on commanding one war beast to move accurately at a time.

The 'soul link' that allows me to connect with them can only be linked to one beast at a time. I'm curious, how do you achieve perfect coordination and coordinated combat with the three-headed war beasts?

There must be some trick to this kind of thing, right? "

"Well, this is the secret inheritance of the Moknasa clan."

Lexa hesitated for a moment, and then said to Blake in the rumbling tone that was characteristic of such a big man:

"But it's not that I can't teach you. I just doubt whether you can learn it or whether you can do it."

"Just say it."

Blake took out his dwarf pipe, held it in his mouth, lit it, and said:

"Maybe I'm gifted?"

"Haha, let me tell you about my experience."

Rexxa looked at his beasts with gentle eyes, and said with a nostalgic tone:

"When I left the old tribe a few years ago, I was very weak. Like you at that time, I applied the soul link between the beast and its master to my wolf LS.

After Ha LS died, I felt the pain, despair and loneliness it felt before its death.

It had called me to save it.

I failed to do it, I let it down.

During that time, I was immersed in pain and almost completely lost the ability to communicate with nature.

This is a problem that all hunters who follow the path of the beast king will encounter. For us, war beasts are definitely not just tools for combat, but machines for killing.

Those are our brothers and sisters.

Their lives are equivalent to our lives.

I headed north in despair. Before the Horde captured Khaz Modan, I had already crossed the snowy mountain alone. I wandered in the jungles of the Hinterlands, and even came close to Quel'Thalas. border.

I was like an abandoned ghost.

Until, I met Misha. "

Under the black wolf mask, this big man showed a smile that was hard for Blake to describe. It was a little ugly, a little ferocious, but very pure and warm.

Blake knew that he would probably never be able to smile like this.

He continued to listen to Lexa and Misha's story.

This story is not long.

"When I met Misha, she was still a little bear. At the edge of the forest in Quel'Thalas, her and her mother's lair were attacked by a group of lynxes, and her mother died fighting to protect her.

Misha was left lying next to her mother's body, screaming in fear and stubbornness.

It's trying to scare away predators with that trembling cry.

Her mother seemed to be the product of magical experiments conducted by elves, which gave Misha a blessing from magic after she was born. Unfortunately, this power did not make Misha luckier.

When I found her, she was finishing a fight with a lone wolf. She was covered in blood and was about to starve to death.

I adopted her.

I gave her my mother's name.

It was just out of pity and sympathy. Like me, she had lost everything important in her life.

I raised Misha. She grew up very fast. I didn't need her to help me fight, but soon she had the power to protect herself and me.

I always thought I saved Misha.

But one day I suddenly woke up and found that I could feel the power of the natural wilderness again.

Actually it was Misha who saved me.

What I want to tell you is, Blake, I have never regarded Misha as a war beast. She is my child, my sister, and my family.

Same goes for Hofer and Spire.

They were all family members I met on my travels, and we were a bunch of poor bastards clinging to each other for warmth. "

Lexa drank the wine from the flask in one gulp.

He wiped his mouth decorated with big fangs and said to the smelly pirate:

"You said that you can't command your wolf and bear to fight with you at the same time using Beast Covenant. In my opinion, this idea itself is wrong.

Are you curious why I can order three war beasts to fight with me at the same time?

the reason is simple.

I didn't 'order' them. "

The orc hunter patted Black on the shoulder and said:

“I just tell them what I think and I ask them to hunt with me.

The soul link can only communicate with one beast at a time. This is a restriction of power, but if you don't use this power, you will naturally not be restricted by it.

My soul link can no longer be activated with the death of Ha LS.

But I don't need it anymore, my peers.

I am the leader of this ‘herd’!

Misha, Hofer and Spire are my wolves. They follow the instructions of the alpha wolf and hunt with the leader. Do we need orders for this kind of thing? "

Lexa noticed Black's hesitation, and the suspicious look on the pirate's face made the orc shake his head. Indeed, his statement was a bit idealistic.

"You don't believe it, right?

Come!

Just think of it as you retrieving the relics of Ha LS for me, and let me show you my legendary power. "

He stood up drunkenly and roared around him.

It's like the roar of the beast king in the wilderness.

As Blake watched in astonishment, not only did Misha wake up and run to Lexa to beg for "touch", Spire also raised his wings and landed on the orc's shoulders, and the porcupine Hofer, who was looking for food in the distance, hummed. Rush over and circle around Lexa.

Not just them.

All the beasts in the cedar forest seemed to be summoned by the king of beasts at this moment, including the cold and dangerous snow leopard, the moose with big horns, a group of snow-white wild wolves, and a few confused big brown bears.

These native beasts also come out from all over.

They sat in a circle around Lexa and Black.

They looked at Lexa in the center.

They are waiting for orders from the Beast King.

As long as the Beast King gives an order, they will crush all enemies that stand in his way.

Surrounded by the beasts, Rexxa let out a loud burp. He stroked the head of Misha next to him. With the pride of a son of the wilderness, he lowered his head and said to the thoughtful stinky pirate:

"Look, I am the king of the herd, I am the leader of the predators, and all the hunting wilderness is my domain. Maybe, it can be yours too."