Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 94 4. Shadow Warlock Black

  Merry Winterwind left the cabin, and Blake stayed there, stroking the head of Gul'dan wrapped in magic.

  In the cabin swaying with the waves, he glanced at his translucent character card, the last vacant class was very dazzling.

  I hesitated for too long.

   Now you have to make up your mind.

   "The old mage said it very clearly, if you are determined to take the path of the warlock."

  The voice of the legendary assassin who was elusive suddenly sounded in the cabin behind him, and Garona emerged from the shadows and sat on the wooden barrel on the edge of the cabin.

   She played with the Kingslayer's dagger in her hand and said to Blake, who had his back turned to her:

   "Then when I hunted down Gul'dan in the tomb of the gods, I saw something that might help you, it's a handful."

   "Staff!"

  The pirate looked up and interrupted the legendary assassin, he said softly:

  "It's called the Scepter of Sargeras, it's the dark **** worshipped by the demons of the Burning Legion, the shadow artifact left in Azeroth, I know it.

  I also know what else is hidden in that tomb, as I told you before, I know better than Gul'dan what his so-called path to godhood is.

   Forget it, Garona.

   Buried in that tomb, there is nothing but despair.

   As for the staff, now is not the time to ask for it. In the future, there will be some guys in the shadow of death who claim to oppress all living beings, and they will send the staff to me with their own hands.

but not now."

   Black grinned.

   He listened to the changes of the waves on the sea, and after the activation of the Proudmoore bloodline, he was more sensitive to the changes of the water in the depths of the sea.

   He heard the waves crashing against the hull, and felt the rudder breaking the current, Red was steering the steering wheel, and the current was driving the ship in the direction Black had set.

Everything is going smooth.

   And under the surrounding sea water, there is no **** power emerging, Hablon and Nagfar are definitely chasing him, but they are still a long way from getting close to him.

   He said to Garona:

   "Look at Red and the orcs under his command for me, and if they are not honest, create a few 'accidents' for me, and remind them that there is a legendary assassin staring at them on this ship.

  I won't let you do it for nothing, ma'am.

   Count me hiring you.

  I will give you the priority to choose all the loot you get along the way on this voyage. "

   "I don't need those, I'm an assassin, and it's enough to have my weapon with me."

  Garona threw the dagger in her hand and took the Kingslayer at her fingertips in a very dangerous way. She said to Black:

   "The old master's practice is worth learning! I want you to owe me a favor, a big favor. The knowledge in your mind is more important to me than wealth and treasure.

   If I get into trouble in the future and need 'advice', you can't refuse me. "

   "Okay."

  The pirate waved his hand and agreed generously.

  The Legendary Assassin laughed, and his figure quietly disappeared into the shadows.

   She is very relaxed now.

  Even though she was driving along with Black in an unfamiliar sea, with a group of dangerous **** undead chasing her, she still behaved very relaxed.

   Probably stems from the long-term hatred hunting finally over, the shackles imposed by the Shadow Council on her have been lifted, and freedom has come, although she is a little confused about the future.

   But the legendary assassin can't wait to enjoy a new life.

   She has done a lot of wrong things.

   Although he was driven by Gul'dan behind the scenes, it was an indisputable fact that his hands were stained with blood. Those heavy blood debts borne in the past will one day be repaid.

   She knew this, and was not afraid to welcome the moment of reckoning.

   But before that, there is still a lot of hatred in her heart that has not been released.

  Black felt the flow of shadows behind him. On the sea, he had a comprehensive +1 of Proudmoore's bloodline, which made his perception very sharp.

   casually lit a flare with fire and threw it out. After confirming that Garona really left, he reached out and pushed the blindfold of his right eye, the left eye was meaningful.

   "She thought she was alone, poor Garona, she thought she was no longer concerned. But she didn't know that she still had relatives alive.

   A very powerful, more powerful than her, but walking on the completely opposite path.

   She didn't know.

   The strong man has been looking for her.

  You said, should I tell her this news? She also wants to take my favor, really big heart. With just such a piece of news, I can trick her into working for me for several years.

   I can also hang her appetite and let her help me kill those who are malicious to me, just as she did when she served Gul'dan, and she absolutely, will not refuse.

   But she's a friend, so there's no need to do it in such a bad way. I will tell her when necessary. "

   "You mean Vindicator Maraad?"

   It has been very silent for the past two days. The voice of the bronze young dragon Sefir rang in Black's ear. Miss Long asked:

   "Also, are you sure you want the power of shadow?"

   "I'm sure that things like Gul'dan's Skull have already fallen into my hands, and it would be a waste if not used properly. As for the mighty Holy Light Walker Maraad."

  The pirate put Gul'dan's skull in front of his eyes, and looked at the dark eye sockets of the skull that shone with dark green spots.

   After looking at it for a long time, the light in the eye socket seems to be a vortex.

   In engulfing Black's thoughts, he probably felt that he was about to be used, and the dark magic power that was viscous like a liquid inside the skull was also active.

   is like a throbbing black silk, swallowing Black's right hand.

He says:

   "The draenei have not yet entered Azeroth, in the words of your bronze dragons, the moment of fate has not yet come, and I have no intention of changing this.

   Now is not the best time.

  Garona's mind is not as old as it was ten years later. She has always been a lonely assassin, and she is also longing for friendship in the shadows.

  I don't want to destroy this purity, she helped me after all.

   As for her relationship with Maraad, that is a hole card that can be used. Since it is in her hand, it must be played at the right time. "

  The pirate shrugged and said something, the bronze young dragon did not respond to this sentence, she said with a tired look:

   "I helped you once in the form of a ghost on the Broken Shore, which caused my soul to escape the protection of the soul stone. It was very tired and painful to be torn apart.

   Next I may need to sleep for a while.

  You have bathed in my dragon's blood. As long as you don't make a big deal, the bronze dragon will not be able to observe you. I will help you intervene in Gul'dan's death. Your destiny and mine are bound together.

   So, before I wake up, try to keep a low profile. "

   "call"

  The voice of the bronze dragon disappeared, and the cabin became quiet.

  The pirate took a deep breath, and in the cabin that was floating up and down, shaking from side to side, he took off the glove of his right hand and put his finger on Gul'dan's skull.

   Almost immediately felt the shadow magic floating in it.

   It is like an active weapon, waiting for the user to summon it.

   Closing his eyes, Black felt the call from the dark magic, and he answered it, letting go of the shadows that wrapped around him, letting the magic of the shadow flow from Gul'dan's skull to his fingers.

   But rejected the more violent fel infestation.

   He didn't want to be involved in the slightest bit of this violent force that originated from the devil.

   "Om"

The    magic power is shaking, and the dark magic power seeps into the body little by little. Even if you close your eyes, you can still see the text changes on the character card:

  Activate Class Inscription. Warlock Shadow Magic Infusion. Warlock Class is on!

A line of    appears at the top of the character card.

   In Blake's gaze, his empty third class finally emerged:

  Character Card: Drake Proudmoore (Blake Shaw)

   Class: Pirate 35 / Ranger 30 / Warlock 1

   Added talents: Demonology, Soul Stone Crafting, Magic Tome Crafting (Beginner)

   Successfully light up the class.

   But Black didn't stop drawing shadow magic from Gul'dan's skull. As the dark magic continued to flow into his body, there was another magic bar under Black's character card's health bar.

   and his original shadow affinity talent also jumped from intermediate level to advanced level, making Black's perception of the surrounding shadow power more delicate in an instant.

  Merry. Winter's suggestion is correct!

  Shadow and shadow come from the same source, but the expression is different. The warlock class and the pirate class can complement each other!

   At least in the shadow power, it can be complementary.

   And under Blake's stunned gaze, as he absorbed more and more shadow magic, the experience bar below the Warlock class actually began to rise.

   "Can you still draw magic power like this to level up?"

  The pirates seemed to be pushed open the door to a new world at this moment.

   His eyes lit up, and he sucked the magic from Gul'dan's skull more greedily, until a certain point came a few minutes later.

   There is no more magic power in his body, and the warlock class has also risen from level 1 to level 5. A part of his soul seems to be connected to a mysterious dimension.

   As a result, there is an additional skill, Devil Summoning.

   "Probably the call of the Twisting Void?"

  The pirate pouted and threw Gul'dan's skull, which was still full of magic power, up and down.

   "Very good, the upgrade at the early stage of the Warlock class doesn't seem to require the experience gained from hunting."

  Blake crossed his hips, feeling relieved.

   He remembered another thing, reached out and touched it from his pocket, and put the perfect soul stone from Gul'dan in front of him.

  Before, he had no warlock knowledge and no magic power, so he had no way to detect the secrets in the soul stone. Now that he knows a little bit, he can finally figure out who the "guest" in the soul stone is.

  Blake closed his eyes, and awkwardly mobilized the dark magic in his body and infiltrated it into the soul stone in his hand. He saw a locked soul cage composed of fel energy.

   In that cage, a tall female soul was bound. Blake noticed that this soul had a pair of sharp ears, and the appearance still maintained the state of being extracted from the soul when she died in battle.

   Gul'dan must have used some method to keep this powerful soul in a state of deep sleep, making it difficult to wake up.

   But, is this a high elf?

   also wears the battle chain mail of the Legion of Farstriders, and the shirt on his body seems to have seen it once in Maris, which is the family crest of the Windrunner family

  The pirates are bright.

   He knew who this spirit was that Gul'dan had imprisoned and carried with him.

  This is Lileza Windrunner!

   Quel'Thalas High Elf Ranger General!

  The mother of the three Windrunner sisters, the leader of the Farstrider Legion, at this point in time, is almost one of the most powerful rangers in the whole of Azeroth.

   "I'm sorry I said you were a miser, my dear Gul'dan, I take back my slander against you, you are so generous."

  The pirate withdrew his magic power, opened his eyes, and rubbed the perfect soul stone in his hand.

   He looked at the sea and said with admiration:

   "I even regret giving you as a gift to that vicious talker in Bwonsamdi.

   I pretended, hahahaha.

   Such a terrifying and powerful grandmother.

  I saved her.

   helped her escape the sad future of being used by evil warlocks to consume souls and summon demons.

   She wants to reciprocate. After I wake her up, she wants to teach me the best ranger combat skills, as well as the trials of the ranger class.

   Don't worry!

   Oops, today is really a day full of harvest.

I made a decision!

  From now on, today is Azeroth's 'Pirate Day'! I will celebrate the most important day of my life year after year.

   The premise is that I can escape from Hela's clutches.

  嘁, really bad luck.

  Wait, Hela, when I have the ability to get in touch with that ** of Odin.

   Have hello fruit to eat! "

   (end of this chapter)