Azeroth Trail of Light

It takes courage to sail into a sea shrouded in mist.

It didn't feel like riding on a Pegasus before, but after actually sitting in a slower boat and entering it, the hearts of everyone else on the whole boat, except for the heartless and dozing vrykul Couldn't help mentioning it.

Imagine that the surrounding area with a visibility of less than 2 meters is full of thick white and cyan intertwined fog. The thick fog hangs down from the sky like a curtain, and it is so thick that it almost weighs on everyone’s heart. The boat is like It was driving into a place where time was frozen, and there was no sound except for the sound of the oars sliding.

This is just a shallow scene.

Three hours later, everyone had entered the real core of the fog. During this period of time, the fog and the surrounding sea seemed to have lost their gentle veil, revealing their dangerous and naked side to everyone.

The sailboat that sank at an unknown time was quietly lying on the bottom of the water. The sea surface here is surprisingly clear, and the bottom of the sea can be seen at a glance, but it is precisely because of this that it makes everyone's hair stand on end.

The paladin looked down and saw a white bone wearing a military uniform connected by chains and bound in the cabin of the sunken ship below. In the fluctuations of the sea water, this washed white bone fluttered strangely in the water. Old Chen just looked at it. With a glance, his claws tightly grasped the side of the ship, and the hard wood was crunched by him.

Dick turned his head and saw that Lao Chen's eyes were tightly closed, as if he didn't dare to look carefully at the bone decoration, and with the shaking of the ship, the body of the pandaren monk also began to shake strangely, as if he might fall off at any time. into the sea.

"Old Chen!"

Dick yelled, and at the same time put his left hand on Lao Chen's shoulder. The power of order was slightly stimulated, and the eyes of the pandaren monk immediately opened, and the whole person gasped heavily, as if he had just passed away. As if waking up from a nightmare, he took a step back and sat down in the middle of the boat. His hurried body didn't look like an epic monk at all.

Regardless of the surprise of others, Dick half-kneeled in front of the distraught panda man, and slapped the panda man on the face. This blow made Lao Chen's cheeks swell immediately, but he also felt a little bit resentful. looking blankly at Dick, who grabbed him by the shoulder and said loudly,

"Old Chen, tell me, what did you see?"

"I, I, I saw Lili, she is in the sea. She."

There was a flash of clarity in Lao Chen's eyes, he shook his head vigorously, then rubbed his forehead,

"Uh, some kind of power has affected me, sorry."

Dick patted Old Chen on the shoulder, then looked at the others,

"See? This is our first difficulty!"

The other people sitting on the boat felt that the surrounding air was a bit chilly. In this quiet mist, there seemed to be some kind of weird thing peeping at them.

"what is that?"

Valeira seemed to be playing with the dagger in her hand indifferently, but it could be seen from her body slightly approaching the bearskin that the assassin was also afraid.

Dick glanced at her,

"Use your emotions to influence your opponents, the mysterious sha, the filth left by the ancient gods on this land, cheer up, brothers."

As soon as Dick finished speaking, the eyes of the Vrykul Gavincent opened. This beast, which had been dozing all the time, raised its head and gestured a silence gesture towards the others. He listened for a few seconds. The clock, pointing in the direction of the east,

"There! There are people fighting there! There are a lot of them!"

Dick's eyes lit up, and without him saying a word, Das the Dragonman grabbed the oars, changed direction, and drove towards the direction Gavincent was gesturing.

At this time, in the mist, there is indeed a crazy fight taking place.

The opposing sides are a human navy with a completely chaotic organization, and some trolls.

On this not-so-big island, the fog had rarely dissipated, and the beach had been soaked in blood. It seemed that this fight had been going on for a long time, but what was surprising was that the supposedly brutal giant Demons, under the current circumstances, put on a defensive form, while humans, who were supposed to be weak, actually gained the upper hand.

But it seems that the actions of those humans are not so normal. A dozen people are kneeling by the sea and weeping heartbrokenly, while the other 20 guys are red-eyed, holding weapons and rushing towards the troll. Behind them, there was blood and stumps, and the smell of blood made people sick.

And this whole scene makes one's scalp tingle inexplicably.

"Master Sacrifice, those humans are attacking! Do we want to kill them?"

The sturdy troll warrior twitched the spear in his hand, as if he was suppressing his bloodthirsty desire. Facing the old troll sitting peacefully on the stone and wearing a strange and cumbersome priestly robe, this oil-painted The samurai looked respectful.

The old troll was already getting old, and his thin arms, which were exposed outside his robes from time to time, were engraved with complex and mysterious magic lines, which looked mysterious and unusual. He raised his head slightly, and glanced at those evil spirits. The human soldier sighed softly,

"Don't get entangled with them, join Jarak, God of War as soon as possible, we have more important things to do, these soldiers once fought against Qiraji with me in Silithus, they shouldn't die here, let alone at our hands .Just wait."

"But Lord Priest, if they attack like this, we will suffer losses!"

The troll warrior was a little dazed, he didn't understand the meaning of sacrifice, until a few seconds later, those human sailors who were more than ten meters away from the troll's position made strange screams and started killing each other. The trolls watching this scene The samurai was horrified, it wasn't to lure the enemy, he saw with his own eyes a sailor pierced another guy's abdomen with his waist knife, and the guy who was stabbed, as if he couldn't feel the pain, was still waving the sword in his hand. The halberd slashed and killed.

It's like a group of guys whose minds are controlled!

"bass"

A blade of light pierced through the fog and appeared beside the troll priest. Valeera was almost clinging to the shadow of the troll warrior, knocking him unconscious with the handle of the knife. Her sinister voice sounded behind the old troll,

"What did you do to them? Troll, break your wicked spell!"

The sudden noise made the troll warriors who were defending in front of them realize that something was wrong, and they rushed towards Valeira immediately. These trolls are bigger and stronger than the trolls in other places on the land of Azeroth. , and they wear wooden armor, not as poorly equipped as other trolls.

"Back off!"

"Come back, Valeera!"

An old scold and a deep order sounded almost at the same time. Dick led the others out of the mist, and the high elf assassin let go of the old troll with some reluctance. In time, she had discovered the weirdness of those human sailors.

Doesn't look like a troll spell.

However, the high elves' aversion to trolls made Valela not intend to apologize. In fact, under the current situation, there was no need to apologize.

The old troll stood up tremblingly. His bright eyes looked at Dick, and Dick also looked at him. The latter had a weird expression on his face. He waved his hand, and the other people behind him walked around the troll and looked at him. As those human sailors who were killing each other rushed over, the troll could not care about the life and death of these humans, but Dick and others could not.

The paladin himself walked towards the old troll, hesitated for a moment, and gently embraced the old troll.

Goraya rolled his eyes at Dick, smiled and said,

"Your companion looks very grumpy, and grumpiness will kill her in this place, so you have to watch her."

Dick showed no expression, but whispered,

"I know that to deal with Elder Goraya, it is not possible to use Valeira's dagger. To be honest, Elders of Zandalar, I am very curious. Why do you appear here? The troll council held every six years, It seems that the meeting is about to be held, people like you shouldn’t appear here, who do you represent? King Rastakhan? Or the dark prophet Zul?”

Goraya didn't even lift his eyelids, as if nothing could wake him from this drowsy state,

"Is it appropriate to say this in this place?"

Dick took a step back, glanced at the human sailors who had been forcibly separated by Darth and Gavincent, or directly hit the ground, and nodded.

"Then, Elder Goraya, you owe me an answer."

After finishing speaking, Dick quickly walked towards those sailors who were absolutely abnormal. Anveena sat on his shoulder and made a face at Golaya. Although she was an elemental creature, she had lived countless lives in Quel'Thalas For thousands of years, they also inherited some habits of the high elves.

For example, hate trolls.

The old troll didn't care either. He sat down on the rock again and entered that special state of meditation. The troll warrior was closely guarding him. Where Dick didn't notice, Goraya looked at Gavincent's eyes were full of guard.

The will of God Loa told him that the human being, no, it is not a human being, that creature can definitely kill him before his soul leaves the body. In the absence of Jalak, who is better at hand-to-hand combat, Goraya knows, not now Perfect for a head-on confrontation with Dick.

And maybe there's no need for conflict.

A smile appeared on the corner of the old troll's mouth, he closed his eyes, and continued to communicate with God Loa.

"What's wrong with them? It's like being controlled by some kind of malice!"

Dick walked into the battlefield, and the strong smell of blood made his brows furrowed. Lao Chen suppressed the crazy General Taylor on the ground with a bamboo pole in his hand, turned his head to look at Dick, and everyone's eyes were on him. Looking at the paladin, the latter took off the leather glove on his left hand, rolled up the sleeve, revealing the silver fist.

"They are just like you, but you are much luckier than them."

Dick glanced at Old Chen, and then at the beach that had been occupied by the laughing death around him, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, but fortunately, there was no figure of Anduin or Lili among them, it seemed that they It was gone before disaster struck.

"Back!"

The paladin said something, and everyone except Lao Chen took a step back silently. Although they don't know what is going on with this weird and scalp-numbing situation, but listening to Dick now, it is definitely the most good way.

When Dick's silver shimmering left hand was pressed against the forehead of the beast-like Brigadier General Taylor, the resolute soldier let out a horrific wail. The silver light seemed to have a will of its own. After a slight vibration, Black smoke sprayed out from Taylor's ears, nostrils, and mouth. Amidst the squealing sound, it gathered in the air above Taylor's head to form an indescribable monster.

The black smoke didn't stop rolling, but it gathered into a solid body. It was a chaotic monster covered with disgusting black and white bone spurs, with tentacles of the same color floating above its head. There were 7 monsters on its face. Eyes full of anger, and a mouth full of sharp teeth.

Under the head, there are two big claws that are also made of black smoke, shaking, but at the moment it took shape, a silver lightsaber slashed down, and the black smoke creature had no time to let out a roar , under the shining of the silver light, it quickly melted into the sky like a summer snowflake.

Dick looked into a coma, with a peaceful face, happy as General Taylor who had just crawled out of hell, and under his eyelids was an extremely complicated gaze.

"The Sha of Rage."

And not far from him, the scene that happened just now completely fell into Goraya's eyes. Although the old troll's face was still calm, deep in his eyes, a touch of horror had exposed his idea.

Dick, a mysterious guy, can melt the Sha Demon so easily!

Oh oh oh~ Thanks for the reminder from the first Mao family and the second Mao brothers~ I really feel that something is missing, yes, the anti-riding artifact is a pair: the oath performer and the truth guardian~ The "truth" long sword is my memory. Already~ It should be called an oath performer~ Sorry, the rest have been changed!