Shadow Trails in Azeroth

According to legend, there is an invisible river Styx in the material world leading to the paradise of the dead. No one can see it with their own eyes unless death comes.

The River Styx is everywhere, flowing under the material world. Every dead person will cross this river all the way down, and finally reach the other side of life.

Places such as the Hall of Valor, Hades, the Emerald Dream, and Lao Bangsandi's Hades Palace are all "toll stations" on the Styx. They cannot interfere with the flow of the Styx, but they can use their "authority" to detain Some souls who were supposed to go to the world of death.

Use it as a reward or as a punishment.

Death will not have a real master, so Hela and the other so-called "gods of death" only have the power given by death and perform the duties of the gods of death.

As long as you see through this, you can naturally expose the weakness of those bastards who call themselves the God of Death.

They are not as powerful as they claim to be, and they are definitely not invincible.

Of course, the most troublesome thing about the Death Gods is that their existence is bound to the Shadow Realm, and they will not die in the material world, which creates an illusory feeling of "Death Gods are immortal".

Make them feel like they can do anything.

But in fact, the God of Death also has his own troubles, such as now.

"ah!"

When Hela went upstream along the River Styx and returned to her Hell plane, what she saw was a miserable scene. Her fleet burns at the edge of the Hades Sea, and the handpicked Reaver captains have been slain aboard their own warships.

Her Hylajar army is falling apart.

Even though the invaders had retreated to the border of the entrance to Hades, the cowardly undead bastards were still unable to harm them, and were even blocked by them and massacred at the door.

Her beloved place smelled rancid, every puddle had a nest of drowned ghosts carefully placed, there were will-o'-the-wisps floating everywhere, and the bone-filled mud swamp was broken to pieces.

The headless corpse of her favorite watchdog, Gorm, lay bleakly on the road to her throne.

The poor dog's stomach was cut open, and the smelly internal organs and intestines flowed all over the floor. Even the undead seamers with excellent skills in Maldraxxus could not sew it back up.

Gaom's soul was taken away, and his beloved dog left him forever.

It will never be able to wake itself up while enjoying its slumber, and it will never be able to destroy the souls it has carefully selected because of its clumsiness, and it will never be able to eat the souls it sent to the Abyss because of its greed.

Well, thinking about it this way, Gaom's death doesn't seem to be a bad thing.

After all, it had already given birth to a litter of pups in the abyss. It had completed its mission and had enough time to cultivate a group of dogs that were better behaved and more ferocious.

But what Hela couldn't stand the most was the Odin battle flag planted in the center of the eternal battlefield.

That thing emitted golden light, illuminating the dark and gloomy Hades, as if announcing that Odin's servants had won a great victory in the world of death.

The existence of this thing is no longer a so-called shame.

It was more like grabbing Hela's face and firing her bow left and right to teach her what it means to face-mounted output.

asshole!

asshole!

Everyone deserves to die!

What does this mess in front of me look like? Give me back my cold, cruel, extremely evil, death hell that is feared by all living beings!

"Gail! Kill them all!"

Hela, who appeared in the underworld outside her throne, roared crazily, the black wings behind her flapping, and her cold face full of murderous intent.

Under her scolding, the mysterious giant that tore apart the eternal battlefield and emerged from under the rift roared and charged.

It has a huge body composed entirely of cold gray armor. The armor is dotted with ferocious skulls and sharp horned crowns as decorative traces. It is also wrapped in a layer of black chain mail to protect the body. soul.

The recurved sheep's hoof-shaped steel legs shook the earth with every step, and there were three sharp claw-like blades on the back.

The most peculiar thing is its head.

There was no head supporting the helmet at all, only a death face made of steel with black horns like a demon.

Blake recognized it immediately.

This is not a creation of the material world. It comes from the Maw of the Shadow Realm. It is a death beast forged with the fire of hell in the Soul-Eating Forge using the knowledge of death.

It looks very bluffing, but in front of the powerful Abyss Walker, it is just a piece of cake. It only needs twenty-five well-equipped Abyss Walkers who can follow the command easily.

Uh, is there only Blake here?

Forget it.

If you can't beat him, run away.

It would be terrible if this thing rushed over, a fog of death would be enough to kill everyone instantly.

"You go!"

Black clenched her weapon behind her, and the Supreme Shield Girl, who was full of fighting spirit, curled her lips and said:

"If you can't beat it, there's no need to try. This thing can't be killed in the material world, but the soul energy that drives it is terrifying.

Hela chose to use it here, which means you won't encounter it the next time you come. "

"next time?"

Heya's eyes widened, she didn't quite understand what the pirate meant.

Blake was very awesome and said:

"Yes, next time, it will be soon, don't worry. I have seen that you have received a glorious invitation, and you will compete with the most powerful warriors in the world.

I know how much you want to win, but I know you can't win.

You are too immature. "

"I"

Heya wanted to retort, but finally kept her mouth shut.

"Go and take your people back to rest. You are tired enough today."

The smelly pirate moved his hands and said to the Supreme Shield Girl:

"If you lose next time, it means you need to find some opportunities to increase your knowledge and horizons. I just need a bad boxer on my ship. Do you want to come?"

"You want me to be your slave?"

Heya's eyes became dangerous and she said:

"You want me to serve you, a man?"

"up to you."

Blake shrugged and said:

"You won't know how vast this world is until you are beaten to the ground by another group of violent men. Then I will welcome you on my ship, Shield Girl.

Want strength?

Or do you want a small amount of dignity? It’s your choice.

Go quickly, don't stay here, I want to say goodbye to my dear Queen Hela. "

Under the urging of the pirates and the oppression of the giant death beast in front of them, the shield girls quickly withdrew from Hades. Hela wanted to block the gate of Hades, but there were obviously rune wizards from the Hall of Valor outside keeping the gate open.

Although the Shield Maidens won a great victory, they themselves also suffered heavy losses. Although Hela's subordinates were both good and bad, there were some who could really fight.

However, thanks to Blake's advance arrangements and Queen Addisiel's personal operation, no shield maiden was seriously injured to death, and the most serious ones only required amputation or paralysis.

But it doesn't matter.

Today's glorious victory in hell makes these shield girls eligible to enter the Hall of Valor. As long as they don't make mistakes in the rest of their lives, they will be able to be connected to the Rainbow Bridge after death based on today's fighting achievements.

But whether they can directly join the high-level Val'kyr after entering depends on their subsequent performance in life.

Even in the Halls of Valor, class exists.

For those warriors who long for glory, entering the Hall of Valor is just the starting point.

All the shield maidens quickly left.

Heya was the last one to leave. She took one last look at the pale Hell, and inserted the broken spear in her hand into the weapon at her waist.

She's definitely coming back!

She absolutely wanted to wash away her shame. She was determined to get that warrior holy sword!

Blake stood on the high ground at the exit of Hades. He did not carry any weapons. He just put his hands on his hips and yelled and mocked Hela in the ocean at the end of Hades:

"Hela, I broke into your home, I killed your dog, and I played with your subordinates to applause! This is the trap you set for me, expecting me to kneel before you like a defeated dog. under the tentacles.

A good plan, but it sucked.

Now, tell me!

Great Queen, who is the loser? Who should kneel down and beg for mercy? Didn't you curse me? Where is your curse power? Why don't you cast a spell on me now.

can you do it? "

"Ah! Damn Blake! I curse you, Drake! I curse you!"

Hela was so angry that she almost ascended to heaven on the spot.

She waved her terrifying claws and wrapped her black tentacles around the pillars. She roared like crazy:

"Kill him! Go ahead! Kill him!"

Under her command, nine pairs of pitch-black wings spread out in unison. Led by their leader, Summoner Anhild, the nine fearsome Martial Gods flew over the head of the heavy but slow-moving death beast, heading towards Blake. Coming for assassination.

Facing the Nine Martial Gods' assassination, Blake stretched out his fingers and snapped them.

The next moment, on the sky and ground in front of him, a magnificent spear of thunder and lightning fell from the sky, and Odin's ghost father laughed heartily. Obviously, this was what Black wanted Odin to help.

The flying Nine Martial Gods were completely caught off guard. In an instant, three of them were hit by the Gungnir spears thrown by Odin, and flew backwards with their whole bodies burning.

This is Odin's full blow.

Even if there is the obstruction of the Sky Fortress seal and the interference of the Hades plane, this shot is powerful enough and is no weaker than the shot that pierced the Death Wing.

Although they couldn't kill the Nine Martial Gods instantly, it was enough to make them feel heartbroken.

"Hela's bastards!"

Black took off his gauntlet leisurely and activated the artifact extraction ritual that had been arranged long ago. When the blood dripped on the spear of light that dissipated in front of him, he said sarcastically to the nine warrior gods who retreated:

"Wash your neck and wait. I don't need to give it away when I come to play with you next time. Don't be so polite. We will have to deal with each other often in the future.

Of course, if you feel that there is no future in following Hela, the Nagfar will always be your warm home.

Oh, right.

Queen Hela, the Nagfar asked me to say hello to you. The ghost ship betrayed and abandoned by you will one day return to Hades with its wrath. Please wait patiently. "

After saying that, the pirate stood up, took out his Titan Lucky Dice, and threw a ball of Odin's power into the dice.

Its entry immediately changes:

Name: Black's Titan Lucky Dice

Quality: Unfinished【2/12】

Item effects:

1. Justice:

Flip the dice, and there is a 1/12 chance of obtaining the [Tyr Power of Justice] effect. After the effect takes effect, you will be strengthened by Tyr's divine power.

Each of your attacks will be accompanied by the additional damage of [Divinity of Justice], applying the effect of [Righteous Condemnation] to the opponent.

The destructive power of this effect is greatly enhanced against chaotic camp creatures.

2. War:

Flip the dice, and there is a 1/12 chance of getting the [Odin·Power of War] effect. After the effect takes effect, you will be strengthened by Odin's divine power.

Each of your attacks will trigger [War Shackles], which will impose a [Duel] state on the opponent. Before the end of the battle, the opponent will be unable to use all means of escape. Any retreat or escape behavior will trigger the [Coward] effect.

Reduce defense, magic resistance, attack speed and movement speed, increase the chance of being broken, and increase the damage received.

This effect stacks multiple times.

Against the chaotic camp, this effect is greatly improved.

Item Description:

slightly

"cool"

The pirate stood up and tossed the dice up and down. Unfortunately, he was unlucky and failed to trigger the special effect.

Amid Hela's screams and the speechless gazes of the Nine Martial Gods, the pirate swaggered towards the exit of Hades. The moment he entered the portal, he turned back and said to the world behind him:

"I have recorded all the sufferings my little cuties have suffered here in my little notebook. Just wait for me. Next time I come, I will definitely give you a big 'surprise'.

But remember, everyone, the benevolent pirates will always give you a chance to surrender.

Surrender and lose half, this is the rule.

Bye now.

I'm gone, don't give it away.

It's bad luck to see you. "

After saying that, his figure disappeared into the rotating portal, leaving only the dead world of Hades.

Hela must be very unhappy.

But what the heck, who cares what she thinks.

"Come on! That minotaur is going to die."

The moment Blake came out of Hades and returned to the material world, the black-feathered falcon flew over and landed on his shoulder, saying something to him.

The pirate shook his head and corrected:

"He is already dead. Now he just wants to accept the call from the Shadow Realm and go to another world. He has been stranded in the material world for a long time. Look, the little blue people are here."

Miss Hisali Black Crow followed the pirate's gaze in confusion, but there was nothing in the air.

But Blake saw it.

A blue Kyrian angel is floating above the soul of Narmus Highmountain, taking him to the world of the dead.

"not like this."

The pirate whispered.

He walked quickly towards Narmus. Surrounded by a group of Vrykul women, he saw the pirate approaching and immediately smiled and handed him the greatly changed eagle claw in his hand.

Black nodded, he would fulfill his promise to return this thing to Thunder Totem in Highmountain.

Narmus seemed to have fulfilled all his wishes. He stretched out his hand to the little blue man Grian in front of him, indicating that he could be taken away, but Blake blocked the eagle's claws between Narmus and the little blue man with a whoosh. between.

He said to the tauren:

"That's not the case. Do you still remember how Huon Gaoling left this world?"

"Oenhara."

Narmus Gaoling's eyes widened and he said:

"It was the great wings of hunting that carried him into the sky, to the fairyland after death, where he ran eternally and hunted eternally, but at that time only the heroes of the Gaoling clan had it."

"Don't you think you're a hero?"

The pirate glanced at the gentle little blue man. He was wearing a helmet so that the little blue man could not see his expression. He listened attentively, then looked at the sky on the other side and said:

"Look, here it comes."

Amidst the loud roar of the eagle, the giant white eagle rode the wind and descended from the sky.

This is the first time that Black has seen the appearance of the Hunting Wing Ornhara with his own eyes. It may have been fighting corrosive monsters with Ursoc in the Emerald Dream before.

The claws were still stained with blood.

But it came anyway.

Narmus stared blankly at the hunting wings flying towards him. They were the protectors of all hunters. Only the greatest hunters were qualified to be seen off by it when they died.

"Go ahead."

Blake patted Narmus on the shoulder, put a folded letter into his hand, and whispered:

"After you pass, remember to bring a message to Huon Gaoling for me. I need him to do me a favor."