Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 712 43. Don't Panic! Small scene! Watch me show you a big show

In the first actual battle since he got the Defiler fragments, Laike has played a "dominant" amazing performance, and the death finger of the black light that kills his life is amazing.

Killed the legendary sea witch Nazjar in one blow. This weapon was so easy to use that the stinky pirate himself felt a burst of horror.

He was even more stunned by the old man Sakir who was floating next to him and was always in a noisy state.

"That was the finger of death just now, right? That is definitely Archimonde's most proud finger of death!"

The maddened eredar skull whizzed by, hanging beside the Defiler shard, watching the weapon from its own perspective.

A few seconds later, Grandpa Sakir let out a pleasant whistle.

it says:

"Didn't notice it before, it's a splinter from Archimonde's body. Yes you, my evil apprentice Bo Laike, this weapon pleases me.

But the pieces are too small.

If I can cut off the entire palm of my apprentice who has been damned ten thousand times, and let me hear its screams of pain, then I am absolutely willing to serve you loyally for a hundred years!

But you have to pay attention.

Archimonde is a monster covered in deadly venom all over his body.

Everything on it is highly poisonous. Although this fragment can stimulate the residual power of the defiler, there must be a price for it to take effect!

In your current life form, use it with care. "

After saying this warning, Sakir paused again, and said in a strange tone:

"But it doesn't matter if you are killed by it. I used my knowledge of phrenology to measure the circumference of your head while you were resting these few days.

I found that your skull is also very consistent with some classic structures in phrenology.

So, if you die, can I help you with your skull?

I will definitely make your skull beautiful, and then find a qualified owner for it, so that your evil wisdom can continue. "

"Don't even think about it."

Bu Laike tossed the Defiler shards from his hands, and said with a grin:

"There are a lot of people who have reserved my corpse, you have to wait in line for at least ten or eight years. Well, I admit that what you said is right, this dagger scares me a bit.

The finger of death drained two-thirds of my magic power just now. Fortunately, I only hit it once. If the magic power is not enough for the second trigger, it will drain my life force to supplement it. "

"This consumption is necessary."

Sakir laughed and circled around Bo Laike, and it said triumphantly:

"When Archimonde became my apprentice, he has been trying to develop a super magic that can instantly kill any enemy, but it is impossible for him to complete such a magic with his feeble wisdom.

As far as I know, it wasn't until he was blessed by the Dark Titan and completed the strengthening of life forms that he was able to truly complete the finger of death.

That shard merely simulates the Defiler's deadly magic.

What it sends out is just a severely shrunken finger of death, but the consumption of its magic power is still not something an ordinary life like you can bear. "

"But it's really powerful."

Bu Laike kicked the dead body of the sea witch that was cold under his feet, and he said:

"Hit these crispy mages one by one!

A legendary fighter with rough skin and thick flesh may not be able to lose in a second, but he can definitely be beaten to the brink of death. I love this wicked weapon, and while it does need to be used sparingly, I need something this powerful as a deterrent.

Ok.

It seems that we need to find an alternative weapon, and we can't just use this kind of 'instant killing artifact' to fight casually.

This is too bullying. "

The stinky pirate coughed, inserted the Defiler Shard back into his waist, and played with the Sharadar Tidal Scepter in his hand.

After losing the user's activation and maintenance, this scepter with the essence of eternal water as its core strength is like a light out, no longer surrounded by cool torrents.

But when Bu Laike lifted it up, the living water essence wrapped in the branches of the huge staff was still exuding light blue and green intertwined.

From the beating light, the pirate could even see the reflection of the entire endless sea in a trance.

"That's how she seemed to use it just now."

Bu Laike recalled the little fur knowledge he had just learned from the naga sea witch, injected his own shadow magic power into it, and let the tidal scepter float in front of his eyes.

He used his own magic to communicate with this ocean artifact. Although he was not skilled in using it, the pirate still felt the wonderful touch of being surrounded by the sea when the magic power converged.

With the magnification of the Tidal Rod's perception, Laike felt as if he had merged into a drop of water in the endless ocean, constantly going back and forth in the ocean currents of the whole world.

"Take back your will! My evil apprentice, you can't fight against the whole sea, and don't try to blend into it and control it instead of being controlled by it!"

Sakir's serious and cold scolding voice sounded in the ears of the wandering Bu Laike. As a summoning master who has lived for tens of thousands of years, he can see the current state of the pirates at a glance.

And Bu Laike is as good as others.

Under Sakir's scolding, he quickly withdrew his will from the scepter, and began to mobilize the power of the scepter itself with difficulty.

With the help of a drop of Eternal Water essence sealed in the scepter by Queen Azshara, this thing is connected to the entire sea.

However, Laike knows some secrets about the Well of Eternity. The origin of the well is definitely not as simple as a magic well. Every drop of living water essence in the well can be regarded as the "blood of the world".

Therefore, when holding this scepter, the pirate even had a faint feeling.

He can communicate with the whole world!

However, it is probably because there is only one drop of the essence of the eternal water, the amount is too small, the pirate can only perceive the sleeping will of the world but is completely unable to wake up this "ultimate slacker".

He didn't dare to forcibly collide with the world consciousness.

He is like an ant spying on the sleeping titan. If he really wakes up the titan, maybe the other party has no malicious intentions, but any random movement when he "wakes up" can make him die without a place to bury him.

"No, this thing works differently than any magic item I've ever seen."

A few minutes later, Bu Laike gave up trying to fully manipulate the scepter. He opened his eyes and said to the old man Sakir who was watching him:

"It is very likely that Azshara transformed the scepter with her excellent magic knowledge. I must first unlock Azshara's magic to detect the core power of the scepter."

The old man Saqier also abandoned his usual madness, and it seemed to temporarily regain the rationality and wisdom of being the enlightener of Argus.

It observed the tidal scepter, and said to Bo Laike in a cautious tone with an exclamation:

"Although I don't want to admit it, the masters of these fallen naga's magical attainments are even higher than my damn apprentice. You are right, the naga queen put a complicated 'lock' on this artifact, This is to ensure that this artifact will only belong to her forever.

These naga sea witches can't unlock the lock, they are only given temporary permission to use it.

It seems that the queen must like this thing very much, and she is a very possessive woman.

Well, you messed with her, now it's fun.

Jie Jie Jie. "

"This represents the wonderful old days of Her Majesty Azshara, a past that can never go back, but can never be forgotten. If I were her, I would like it too."

Under Sakir's weird sneer, Bu Laike shrugged his shoulders, reached out and held the Tidal Scepter suspended in the torrent in front of him again, and he held this priceless thing like a one-handed warhammer.

Say:

"Fortunately, we don't need to unlock this magic lock here. I just need to mobilize its power roughly to cooperate with my tide stone.

Coupled with the large amount of elemental crystals that the naga have hoarded in this throne, I can easily achieve my goal.

As for how to make it work for me.

Let's finish the vote in front of us first. "

The pirate did not leave the tide hall immediately, he waited patiently.

A few minutes later, the mind-controlled naga slave owner led a group of guys with "ruthless masks" on their faces, carrying a large box full of elemental crystals, into the hall.

"I just measured it, and this hall is the node of the entire Vashj'ir's underwater magic net! Xieyan, Zarak, and Kanrethad, the three of you stay here, and the elemental crystals are placed here so that they are most likely to lose control. Burst form.

Others keep moving!

To explode the elemental territory, such a few crystals are not enough.

Hurry up! "

Bu Laike kicked over the box next to his feet, poured out a large number of irregularly shaped crystals from it, squeezed one to play with in his hands, and turned back to give orders to his temporary subordinates.

Kou Qiao, the first turtle, glanced at Laike worriedly, and followed the mind-controlled naga to carry the elemental crystal.

The naga planned to build this place into a permanent elemental channel, so they hoarded a huge amount of elemental crystals here, and now those things have become the best explosives that can be used by Laike.

But the thing is, the naga aren't stupid either.

After not receiving any orders from the Great Sea Witch for nearly 30 minutes, the Naga warlords entrenched here immediately sensed that something was wrong, and they sent a large number of soldiers to the tide hall to investigate.

Bu Laike procrastinated for another nearly ten minutes with Nathrezim's Mass Sleep, and then couldn't go any further.

"Lord Bu Laike! The naga outside are ready to storm the hall!"

A wave-blade ankoan sword master limped into the hall with a coral greatsword stained with green blood, and reported bad news to Laike.

The brave swordfish gasped and said:

"We will do our best to fight, but we don't think it will last long. How long will your ceremony take?"

"Twenty minutes."

The magic eyeball on Laike's shoulder glanced behind him. The scattered crystals were being quickly piled up by three warlocks. A destructive magic circle for detonating the magic net on the seabed has been formed, but it is still far from being completely completed.

"Snapped"

The pirate snapped his fingers, and several fel energy portals opened in the hall.

The brutal and crazy demon guard Clin Fran was the first to rush out of the portal with two magic steel battle axes. Because he had been strengthened by pirates with dominance spells many times before, the size of the demon guard had changed.

It is "evolving" into the form of the Wrath Guard.

Glazer the Big Eye and Daglop the Imp followed, and finally Zuramat the Obliterator jumped out of the shadow vortex, and all four of Bu Laike's contract demons were there.

As a result, the old man Sakir sneered wildly:

"Do you want to find a creature from the Twisting Nether? Or catch a beast from the void? Ah. Look at you, you just want to summon some friends. Such a summoning effect is not worthy of your status as a master warlock, pathetic apprentice Bu Laike.

Want me to show you a hand?

Let you see what a real summoning master is. "

"I was originally a 'destroy' warlock."

Bu Laike rolled his eyes at Grandpa Sakir and said:

"From the very beginning, I didn't intend to take the career path of 'Devil Tyrant'. It's already amazing to be able to summon four elite demons at once, okay?"

"But four demons can't cope with the current situation."

The crazy Sakir said with a sneer:

"There are several legions of naga entrenched here, and your little devil can't even make a splash when you smash it in. What you need is not some elite demons, what you need is a berserk army with a numerical advantage.

I can help you.

I am happy to help you, my wicked apprentice, but I have my conditions."

"Save it."

The pirate pouted and said:

"I don't think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me, and this is not a moment of despair. Sigh, you haven't seen my peak before, so you probably have a little 'misunderstanding' about my destructive power.

I'd be happy to show you what I can do.

So that when you chat with me in the future, you can clearly grasp my behavior style. "

After finishing speaking, Laike ignored the chattering mad Sarkier, he took out the elemental emblem from his luggage, and rubbed it on his palm a few times with wretched movements.

The breeze was blowing on the bottom of the sea, and the elemental merchant Al Abbas quietly appeared, still greeted by a strange elemental etiquette, and turned his head to look at the seabed scenery in all directions.

Your Excellency the Genie said with a sigh of emotion:

"Ah, my best customer, every time you call you can open my eyes. You have come to the junction of the material world and the throat of the abyss. It seems that you are ready to fulfill the agreement with the tide hunter.

Millions of years later, the elemental army will set foot on the land of the material world again. Today is destined to be a day that will make all the elements cheer and please.

I am honored to be on the sidelines of this great event.

Speak, my dear friend, what do you need help from the humble Al Abbas? "

"Be a messenger of victory, my elemental friend."

Bu Laike laughed just like the fox who stole the chicken. He threw out a bunch of air coins to pay the reward, and said to the shaking Djinn:

"Please pass the news here to His Majesty the Tidehunter."

"The naga of vicious ignorance, arrogance and obscenity have raised their armies against me in an attempt to undermine my loyal move to release my great majesty into the material world.

These bastards who despise the element Wang Quan need to be taught a lesson!

So that they can clearly know who is the real master of this sea!

I believe that Your Excellency the Tidehunter, who has been imprisoned in the elemental realm for millions of years, urgently needs a brilliant victory to announce the return of the ancient and glorious Hydraxian Legion to the whole world."

The smelly pirate shrugged and said to Al Abbas:

"So, let the elemental warriors have a grand 'war carnival', as a tidal celebration for His Majesty the Tidehunter's return to the king.

I and my incompetent servants, volunteered to be Your Majesty's vanguard in war.

Of course, our supreme loyalty also needs to be praised.

I believe His Majesty the wise Tidehunter should be able to understand this."

(end of this chapter)