Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 96 6. First Summon

   Wearing an eye patch, a hooded cloak, and a black leather armor, Black walked in the slightly dim cabin, with scary scars on his exposed cheeks.

   There is a decoration of Gul'dan's skull hanging on his chest, and the magic of shadows will wrap around while walking.

   He was followed by a few big and three thick, carrying weapons, and the whole body was full of violent predatory orcs as guards, and there was a one-eyed orc warlock with a gloomy face leaning on a bone staff as a "magic advisor".

   This style already has the temperament of a big villain.

   "Back to the topic just now, since high-level warlocks have their own tome, which is a symbol of status. What about Gul'dan's tome?"

  Black kicked open the hatch next to him and made a casual gesture.

The tyrannical orcs behind    immediately rushed in like wolves and tigers, grabbed the two black-toothed orcs who were resting among them, threw them aside, and punched and kicked them to get out!

  This cabin has been requisitioned by the captain!

  The pirates don't even look at the two unlucky bastards.

   He strode into the cabin and asked casually:

   "A great warlock like him must have his own magic book, right? When I killed him, I didn't find any loot similar to the magic book on him."

   "Probably not with me."

  Evil Eye carefully glanced at Gul'dan's Skull hanging on Black's chest with an extremely evil aura, and he replied:

   "Captain, you have to understand that for a powerful warlock like Gul'dan, whether or not there is a magic tome augmentation when casting spells is of little significance to him. He created the way of warlocks.

   All the sorcerer spells circulating now have his traces in them.

   But Gul'dan does have a tome.

   I have seen it with my own eyes, and it contains countless secrets of fel and shadow, and it is also the precious knowledge that all the warlocks of the Shadow Council are eager to borrow.

   That tome may now be in Tarongol's or Cho'gall's hands.

   The two of them were Gul'dan's apprentices and his most trusted subordinates. "

"yes?"

  Black shook his head regretfully.

  Talon. Gorefiend will be hunted down by Lothar's coalition forces in the eastern continent.

   Chogall went to Kalimdor Continent again under the call of the old and ancient gods of this world.

   He is still facing the pursuit of Hell, and he will have no time to find those two guys in a plot to find Gul'dan's tome for a while, so he can only temporarily let go of this thought.

   The human pirate looked at the little devil's mark in his hand, and asked the orc warlock who was standing beside him hunched over:

   "The first time I summon a demon, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

  Evil Eye shook his head and said:

   "The Demon Imp is just the weakest of all demons, and it is safe to summon it.

   Even if you get out of control, it will not cause damage. With such a powerful assassin as Captain, you can take down those cunning and crazy little demons with just one knife.

   Use the magic seal with a weak soul to summon the kid from the Twisting Void

Right, that is it!

   Captain, control the magic infusion.

   Ah, your magic control skills are perfect, you will surely become a powerful warlock like Gul'dan in the future, no, you will surely surpass that loser.

  You will become the Warlock King of Azeroth! "

   In the vulgar flattery of the orc warlock, Black injected the magic power in his body into the little devil's mark, and took a fragment of the soul stone from the evil eye.

   Among them are broken souls.

  This thing is like a piece of cold scorching, and even stronger demons don't like it, but it is enough to lure demons.

   "Om"

   The dark green fire of fel energy quickly ignited from the black magic seal and spread to the entire edge of the magic seal. Blake felt the magic seal melting.

   As soon as he threw it, the burning magic mark flew out, fell on the ground, and burned into a small oval portal.

   with a faint fel scorching stench.

   The next moment, a short guy jumped out of the portal.

   It's only less than half a meter tall, about the same height as Black's little murloc Pemberba, but it's much thinner than the well-fed Pemberba bathed in dragon blood.

   is like a hemp.

   The body is green skin, thin and skinny, with claws and legs. The legs are the same as other demons, and they are all recurved and sheep's hoofs.

   also has a slender tail that wags around.

   This guy has the same, no, slender ears as the elf, a pair of green eyes, and two distorted devil horns on the top of his head.

   The sharp-mouthed monkey cheeks are similar to those of a goblin.

As soon as    appeared, there was a high-pitched and gloomy laugh, and the small body had green fel fire beating, which proved its identity.

   This is a real devil.

  Although Black could stomp it with a single kick, he was indeed a demon.

After it jumped out, it let out a cheer, grabbed the soul stone fragment in front of the magic seal, held it in its claws, and planned to eat it, but soon found that there was a hunched orc and a blindfold, face The human with the burns left on it and the hood still looking at it.

   This made the kid take a step back immediately, still holding the soul stone fragment in his arms, with a vigilant look on his ugly face, after seeing that neither of these two guys attacked, he flexibly turned over in place.

   waved a strange contract paper wrapped in blood in his claws, and in a sharp, deliberately low and fierce voice, he shouted in a pretentious manner:

   "I, Daglop, the hypocrite, the tyrant, and the most evil, come to make a contract! Who are you warlocks who call me! Sign a blood pact with me, with me"

   "Mrgllllglrmgl!!"

   Its pretentious voice was interrupted by a loud scream, and the brat, awakened by the kid, stuck his head out of the skin on Blake's waist.

   I saw the smelly kid in front of me at a glance.

  Murlocs are very personal.

  After being adopted by Black and strengthened by dragon blood, its personality became more and more obvious.

   It hated the stench of demons, and that scorching made the amphibians very unrestrained, screaming and jumping out of Black's arms.

   brandished his "Murloc Devil's Strike" dagger, and scratched a few scars on the devil's body, which caused the latter to scream, but aroused the murloc's more manic attacking desire.

   It punched the kid fiercely in the face, turned the kid over on the spot, and was ridden by the violent murloc, beating frantically.

  The kid also screamed and threw out the only demon spell he mastered.

   But the scorching, small fel arrows hit Pumbolba, and it was difficult to even break the skin.

   Black, who was pecking at each other, was full of interest, while Evil Eye picked up the **** contract that the kid just waved from the ground, took a look in front of him, and was startled.

   He turned to Black and shouted:

   "Quick! Captain! Expel that kid! It's not the first time he made a contract. It has signed a contract with a powerful demon before. This cunning **** will attract that big guy!"

"Um?"

  Black frowned immediately, about to cut off the supply of magic power and expel this kid back to the Twisting Void.

   But the next moment, the door of this cabin was pushed open.

  Merry Dongfeng, who was leaning on a pine stick, frowned and walked in with weak steps. He glanced at the demon summoning scene in front of him with rotten eyes.

   The next moment, the old mage let out a disdainful hum.

   "Maintain the summons! How did Gul'dan teach you warlocks? You don't even have the eyesight! The contract between this kid and the high-level demon has clearly been broken.

   should have been actively destroyed by high-level demons. "

  Merry Winterwind flicked his fingers and threw a light shield shining arcane arc in front of his eyes, trapping the kid and the little murlocs in it, like a downgraded version of the beast cage.

   He observed with interest the little murloc who was beaten up by the little murloc, and the little murloc who had been strengthened by dragon blood.

   After a few seconds, he said:

   "Surely summon, cut the magic line, Black, leave this kid in the material world. I'm curious about it, a kid who can be contracted by high-level demons.

  It must have an extraordinary story on it. "

   "Okay, Master!"

  Black did so immediately.

   As the infusion of magic power stabilized, the fel energy portal formed by the burning of the little devil's imprint was solidified, and Black's first warlock summoning ended.

   But the kid he summoned had a contract.

   This is not normal.

  Theoretically, after the little demons in the Twisting Void signed a contract with other summoners, they would not respond to the second summon.

   Their weak souls cannot carry multiple contracts.

   This is an established rule.

   Of course, this rule does not work for powerful demons, and there are even some "black-eyed" bad demons who will deliberately respond to the call of warlocks after signing a contract.

   Through the summoning ceremony, he came to the material world, and then devoured the reckless summoner with flesh and soul.

   They will wander around in the real world for a while, and finally be sent back to the Twisting Nether by warriors or whatever, to prepare for the next bad thing.

  Because the "morality" level of powerful demons is generally low, there is a high probability of such a summoning out of control.

   This is also an important reason why the survival rate of new surgeons in the first three years is basically around 30%.

   And the real old surgeon knows that before summoning a demon, you must make all preparations for protection, at least to ensure that when the demon is out of control, it can be expelled back to the Twisting Void as soon as possible.

   But the problem is that the profession of warlock is not as "noble" as the mages, so there are many aspects, especially in the context of the current orc invasion, the warlocks of Azeroth are rats crossing the street, and everyone shouts and beats them.

   There is no orthodox inheritance at all, and most of the warlocks are born in the wild.

   And the moral standards of most old surgeons are as high as their demon pets, so few old warlocks take the initiative to teach these experiences to newbies.

   This is the second reason why new surgeons rarely survive the first three years of their careers.

   But Blake, a rookie warlock, still prefers this kind of "surprise" in front of him.

   He was even happy to see this little devil with a contract, and pulled the big guy behind it too.

   Now there are two legends on this ship!

   As long as the big devil dares to show up, he will definitely be torn apart by a legendary magic from Merry Dongfeng, unless the devil contracted by this kid is a legendary devil.

   But the question is, how can a legendary demon sign with such an ordinary, weak kid?

"give me."

  The pirate completed the summoning ceremony and stretched out his hand towards the evil eye beside him.

   The orc warlock who was very afraid of Merry Winterwind hid behind the captain and handed the old, **** little ghost contract to his captain.

  Black opened it in his hand.

  This thing is written in demonic language, and thanks to the demonic knowledge gifted by Black's warlock class, he can read these strange words fluently.

   But the more Blake looked at this contract, the weirder the expression on his face.

   "This guy is such a talent that making lies is an art."

   This contract was entertained by the pirates, and he couldn't hold back his laughter, and handed it to the legendary half-lich beside him.

  Merry Winter Wind took it in his hand, and after a few glances, he also laughed softly.

  The eyes of the two of them quickly fell on the weird kid in front of him who was about to be beaten down by the little fishman.

   They were all attracted by this blood pact.

   This demon kid who calls himself "The Evil One" is unexpectedly interesting.

   (end of this chapter)