Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"You guys! Why are you running around?"

As soon as Blake and his party jumped out of the deep-sea whirlpool and were washed by the tumbling currents and fell into the strange undersea land below, they were startled by a sharp scolding in Salas language.

But those who came on this trip were all elites. Even Kou Qiao, who didn't have much fighting ability, was a well-informed turtle man.

Therefore, they were not in a hurry to draw their swords.

Through the cracks in the "biological mask" on his face, everyone could see a Naga slave owner who tied many fishmen with chains, carrying a trident, swimming like a snake on the wet and weird ground, coming towards them.

"Hey, it turns out to be a new slave. It scared me. I thought foreign enemies had invaded this holy land."

Naga came over and took a quick glance.

The vicious snake eyes saw the nearly twenty people in front of them with dark and ruthless faces, and the tentacles were beating from time to time, and they were completely relieved.

No matter how powerful you were before being "hugged in the face" by the Heartless, as long as you wear the Heartless on your head, you can no longer escape the control of the Nagas.

This dark and evil gadget is Queen Azshara's "proud work".

In the past ten thousand years, the Nagas relied on this thing to capture a large group of slaves that was enough to make the empire prosper.

Absolutely foolproof!

"Come with me, Ms. Naz'shar is about to evacuate, and there are a lot of things you need to carry! Alas, there are not enough slaves in this poor place.

The Queen doesn’t allow us to go ashore to capture vulnerable humans.”

The Naga slave owner complained, wagging his tail, and led his fishman servants to walk towards the underwater temple in front of him, which was defended by large groups of elite Naga thugs and sea witches.

Blake quietly made a tactical gesture, and a group of people followed him, making a swaying and controlled posture, following the slave owner like zombies, and swaggering past several lines of defense.

Don’t blame the Nagas for being careless.

The situation was really bad at the moment. After entering the palace, which was completely different from the land style, Blake noticed that there were low-level Naga soldiers everywhere carrying some valuable-looking things.

The surrounding scenery made this group of people feel "dazzled".

This temple should not have been built by the Nagas. It has reliefs and embellishments of ocean fish and monsters everywhere, as well as some traces of elemental magic.

It was also built in a very large and majestic style, completely different from the architectural style of Azeroth.

"A typical elemental construction style. This should be part of the intersection between the Throat of the Abyss and reality. The Nagas have just occupied this palace belonging to the Tide Hunters."

Blake thought:

"No wonder the Tide Hunter agreed so readily to my second invitation. It must be that it also feels the threat from the Naga, so it is eager to return to the material world and teach these bastards a lesson."

"You lazy guys! What are you doing standing there! Come here and move things!"

The Naga slave master who brought them into this throne waved his whip and yelled to show his authority. Blake shrugged and stepped forward to lift a wooden box as a "disguise tool".

As soon as he lifted it up, Blake immediately felt a strange magic power pouring out of the box.

When the slave owner wasn't paying attention, he quietly opened the box and took a look.

Good guy!

A box was filled with elemental crystals floating like sea water. After seeing these crystals that could only grow in the deep sea and in places full of water elemental magic, the stinky pirate immediately understood.

The Nagas have not yet opened the barriers to the elemental realms, and they have no intention of opening them safely.

These cunning guys know very well that once the elemental barrier is fully opened, the powerful Tidehunter can break away from the cage set by the Titan Guardians and freely enter and exit the Throat of the Abyss and the material world.

By then, they will face a powerful elemental army.

The Nagas' plan is very cunning. They want to use elemental crystals to build a "passage" from the material world to the elemental realm in the palace of the water element.

In this way, the right of access is in their hands.

They can plunder the power of the water element wantonly to strengthen the power of the Deep Sea Empire, while the tide hunters trapped in the elemental territory can only watch helplessly, but cannot make any counterattack.

Wonderful!

Blake blinked.

If he were a naga, he would definitely praise Her Majesty the Queen's evil wisdom at this time.

But the problem is, he's not.

Therefore, what we have to do now is to think about how to make good use of the foundation laid by the Nagas to seek benefits for ourselves.

"Ahem"

The pirate coughed, made a gesture behind his back, picked up the box and followed the slave owner outside. The others also followed closely behind him holding the box.

While passing by a hidden area, Black stepped forward, pulled out a stick, and hit the Naga slave owner on the back of the head with a bang.

The perfect sap technique stunned the slave master, but then he was awakened by Black's painful stimulation. It was greeted by a burst of psychic magic from Nathrezim.

"Welcome to my world, my servant."

Blake let out a low laugh and said to the dizzy Naga in front of him:

"Ms. Naz'jar, the Sea Witch, hasn't run away yet? She has the Tide Scepter in her hand, right?"

"Madam. Madam is casting spells in the tide hall at the back. She cannot be disturbed."

The Naga slave owner struggled to say a word, and then heard Blake gently persuading him in Salas:

"I'm not going to disturb her, I'm going to help her. Don't you want to open the elemental realm? I'm here to help. Believe me, I'm professional in this area.

With my help, you can open an opening in the elemental territory today, and the power of Hydraxia's water elemental army will be used by you.

Her Majesty the Queen will reward you for it.

Go ahead and take my subordinates to serve the Naga Empire. "

The smelly pirate turned around and said to the group of people behind him:

"You! Follow it and get those elemental crystals. The more the better, send them outside the Tide Hall, and then wait for my news."

After saying that, Blake pulled off the dirty Heartless mask on his face, jumped into the shadows, and disappeared.

He doesn't need anyone to guide him.

No one knows the structure of this underwater throne better than him. Even the Nagas who have just occupied this place may not be more familiar with it than Blake.

He shuttled through the shadows with ease, avoiding the patrolling Naga thugs and several Naga royal guards who were not easy to mess with at first glance, and took the classic "jellyfish elevator".

As this weird and light transparent large jellyfish floats up, you can enjoy the bright underwater scenery outside the surrounding palace. Even through that weird light, you can still see a few rays of the strange scenery of the Throat of the Abyss.

"No matter how powerful the Tide Hunter is, at least his level of aesthetic appreciation is absolutely top-notch. Look how elegant and graceful he has made his palace without losing the great demeanor of being the master of the sea."

Blake stood behind the floating jellyfish, applying deadly hand-shattering poison to his sword blade while sighing in amazement.

Ten seconds later, the big jellyfish floated to the upper level of the palace.

Compared to the lower levels, which are tightly guarded, stationed with troops, and extremely busy, the upper levels are obviously much deserted.

Walking into the palace corridor that is turned with coral carvings, you will see the core area of ​​the palace, the Tide Hall, which is located at the border of the material world and the elemental realm.

The smelly pirate crossed the corridor in a flash and hid in the shadow outside the door. He stuck his head out and looked inside, and saw a sea witch wearing gold and silver and a sea witch armor casting a spell.

This guy is several times larger than the average naga, and her purple snake tail is embellished with layers of golden gem rings.

The strange thing is that there is no hair on her head. Instead, there are many small snakes with snake messages on them. They have six arms and make-up on their faces covered with fish scales.

At first glance, he looks like a soft-skinned snake who loves beauty.

Just like the legendary Medusa.

In front of the sea witch, the evoked torrent energy created a waterfall-like water splash on the spot, with an exquisite one-handed scepter suspended in the center.

It is a typical elf-style weapon, and all the exquisite outer contours are just to restrain the turquoise eternal living water on the head of the staff that is constantly rolling and moving.

That is the source of the power of this scepter, and it is also the remaining essence of the Well of Eternity that was destroyed ten thousand years ago.

Therefore, for the Nagas, this scepter is not only a symbol of strength, but also a beautiful memory of the old times and hometown that can never be returned.

Queen Azshara is too powerful.

She no longer needs this scepter as a weapon, but she still keeps the Tide Scepter by her side. Perhaps Her Majesty the Queen will occasionally recall the good old days with loss.

When the Queen needs her war maids to serve her, this scepter will be given as the Queen's command and her supreme spokesperson.

Blake didn't rush forward to seize it.

He waited there patiently, watching the sea witch Ms. Naz'shar in front of him, who was mumbling to herself, using the Tide Scepter to cast spells.

That's right.

This shameless guy Black is secretly learning the strange magic of Nagas.

Just stealing the scepter is of no use.

The way this thing works is completely different from the mainstream magic system 10,000 years later. Azshara has given it complicated magic enhancements to ensure that only Naga can use this artifact.

To use it either learn it from a naga.

Or skip the category of magic and directly use elemental power to invoke the supreme power of this scepter.

But Black is not a shaman

So he had to use the "old ways".

But this meant that he had to endure the nagging of this loudmouthed sea witch who liked to talk to himself, which made Black feel very sad.

Because what the other party said was really not nutritious at all.

"Her Majesty the Queen will see my abilities because of this victory, and she will reward me generously. I will become the head maid as trusted as Ms. Vashchi!"

The Great Sea Witch who commanded the naga here stared closely at the tidal scepter in front of her. She chattered in an obsessed and hallucinatory tone:

"One month at most! I will truly establish a one-way passage to the world of water elements, and the power of the powerful and mysterious water element of Hydrasia will belong to me.

I will have my own army!

I will be the Queen's general! "

Black curled his lips when he heard this, thinking that the "dream" of the Broken Mouth Sea Witch seemed so humble. It seemed that doing bad things frequently was really detrimental to his intelligence.

He thought for a while and decided to "add some spice" to this poor guy's dream.

"Haha, it was a stroke of luck that came from heaven. Those ignorant people who ridiculed me for being 'exiled' to this fringe place will soon know that they are totally wrong.

As for the ancestral turtles and their weird demigod that invaded the Shimmering Seabed, well, there is nothing to be afraid of!

As long as I master the power of the Throat of the Abyss, all creatures living in the ocean will be controlled by me!

Even the Queen.

Azshara turned to the cowardly N'Zoth, and she made a deal with the Old Gods, turning us into what we are today.

She might.

She may not be qualified to command us at all!

Yes!

This is the right idea. The Naga Empire needs a wiser leader, that is me, then wait! wrong! How could I have such blasphemous thoughts?

ah!

Someone is disturbing my mind! come out! asshole! come out! "

The sea witch is very alert.

Although for a moment, her mind was guided in a very dangerous direction by the quietly seeping spiritual magic, she was a legendary spellcaster after all.

After realizing something was wrong, she quickly closed her mind, grabbed the tidal scepter surrounded by the rapids in front of her, and activated the scepter in the direction where the inner magic dissipated.

At this moment, Blake felt that the blood in his body was boiling.

This vicious sea witch wants to use the power of the scepter to evaporate all the water in his body!

"Oh, if I weren't so powerful, I would really be hurt by you."

With the stimulation of the demon's transformation, the blue bat wings opened behind the pirate in the explosion of shadow flow. The huge shadow magic was exerted on himself, cooling the boiling blood.

The smelly pirate replied in a very authentic Salas language, and at the same time threw out the Skull of Tha'kiel in his hand.

The weird skull clicked and collided with the upper and lower jaw bones, and flashed to the side of the sea witch. In an instant, he imposed six curses with different effects on her, and then sneered loudly in the Salas language it had just learned:

"You creatures called Nagas are really a degenerate race! Look at you, you obviously have magic power, but you lack the natural acumen of my people.

You don't know how to use your power at all.

You need to be taught a lesson! "

"boom"

The magic energy beam blasted by Old Man Sachiel was easily blocked by the Sea Witch with a tidal shield. With the tidal scepter in hand, and in the realm of the sea, she was not afraid to fight any spellcaster.

With these six hands, the eldest sister with a water snake's waist sneered and waved the scepter, and a tidal fist composed entirely of torrent struck Sakir's head from top to bottom.

Let the crazy old man scream.

But the sea witch ignored one thing.

Although Blake appeared to her as a spellcaster, this stinky pirate's "job" was as an assassin!

"puff"

The weird bone dagger easily tore through Ms. Naz'jar's tidal shield and hit her neck like a dragonfly touching water.

The demonized Black emerged from the shadow.

The original plan was just to make the sea witch feel pain and enter the close combat mode, but unexpectedly, the moment the polluter fragment pierced the sea witch's scales, a black light flashed on the dagger.

In an instant, most of the shadow magic in Blake's body was drained away.

He swore he heard Archimonde's wild laughter, and then, as he watched in surprise, the Great Sea Witch, who had been "full of energy" and had the upper hand just now, lost his breath the moment he was hit by the black light.

She didn't even let out a scream, her whole body was as gray as a ball of mud, and she hit the ground without saying a word.

Blake, who was about to fight, widened his eyes. The battle record in front of him explained this bizarre scene:

You hit Lady Naz'jar.

The special effects of the Defiler Fragment are activated, and the Finger of Death is ready to be released.

Plenty of magic.

Your finger of death struck Lady Naz'jar.

Ms. Nazjar suffered a magical impact that far exceeded the limits of life forms.

Lady Naz'jar's soul was shattered.

Lady Naz'jar is dead.

"Hit the first shot? Is my 'shooting' so accurate?"

Blake dispelled his demon form and looked at the dead sea witch at his feet. He reached out and picked up the tidal scepter that had fallen to the side. He said with a strange expression:

"How unlucky are you today? Have you gone out to read the almanac? Or am I lucky today? How about I go to the Turtle Man's place to pick up a blind box later?

Well, forget it, it’s not easy to make money, but you can win if you don’t gamble. "