Vol 2 Chapter 1637 5. Ha! Be silly, Blake Shaw! cunning as

   Chapter 1637 5. Ha! Be silly, Blake Shaw! As cunning as you are, you will die here today!

   “What the **** did you do? Make those Kroko so angry?”

   On the way to the Anniheran molten pool, the old Fordring, who was riding the fel Tabu sheep, said curiously to Black beside him:

   “I saw how they roared and wanted to hack you to death on the spot, thinking something was wrong. If Akama hadn’t stopped them, we would have been expelled from their camp.”

   “No, I’m measured.”

   Black pouted and said:

“The Kroku Breakers in the Krokuun region followed Illidan to the Burning Throne, their greatest victory in 25,000 years. Rano lives.

   They therefore worshiped Illidan, and joined the Illidari with the Greytongue clan as servants.

   Even in the face of my egg, they wouldn’t treat us like that.

   Besides, the Krokus are not stupid.

   Especially Chief Hatton, the old boy as old as Velen is cunning.

Its people have taken a new life in Draenor, and it knows that it is tied to us. Although it is still very doubtful about our fighting ability and our will to fight, Kroku will never find a better cooperation than us. the person.

   So even if I break their holy relic, they won’t give up their cooperation. ”

   “In that short time, you broke other people’s sacred objects?”

   Uther on the other side shook his head and said:

   “Why haven’t you been beaten to death? If they want to beat you, we will never stop you. You are so bad.”

   “How to speak?”

  The pirate said unhappily:

   “I broke the stones for their own good.

  Although the stone can still protect them now, once the thing opposite the stone ‘breaks out’, these already miserable Kroku may be buried overnight for the final corruption of this world.

  If they have a conscience, they should thank me. ”

   “Well, I’m familiar with this plot.”

  Old Fording put the jerky in his hand into his mouth, looked at the uncomfortable fel energy wilderness around him, and said suddenly:

“Just as you tricked us into going to the great desert of Silithus to do your best for you, and we have to thank you afterwards, you are always so cunning and able to wrap your own private interests in a glorious banner. Under the circumstances, people can’t even complain.”

   “Very good, it seems that you are already familiar with my style of doing things, and there is a future, old Fording.”

  Blake was not ashamed and praised:

   “You will definitely become the pillar of the Church of the Holy Light in the future. I have seen that bright future. Maybe the Empire of Humanity will erect a statue of a great man for you in the future.”

   “The Illidari is in place!”

   Just as Black was bickering with the two great knights, General Maraad skillfully rode the Tabu sheep and rushed over from the rift in front of him. The serious Draenei vigilante said to the paladins and pirates in front of him:

   “Illidan himself took them and ambushed around the molten pool of Anihilan, ready to attack at any time, and the Kroku Mountain hunters and assassins were already in place.

   But the demons in that place have set up three lines of defense. It is difficult for us to rush in quickly, and the bad news is that in addition to the dreadlords patrolling, there are several brutal abyss lords sitting in town.

   That’s a tough bone to chew on. ”

   “Nonsense, that place is called Annihilan Molten Pool. You can tell from the name that it is the place where the big-ass abyss lords bathe in magma. Isn’t it normal for a few abyss lords to sit there?

how?

  As the commander-in-chief of the Vindicator, haven’t you single-handedly killed an abyss lord before? ”

  Black rolled his eyes, then glanced at the Grom Hellscream who followed behind, coughing constantly on the Tabu sheep but endured the pain.

He says:

   “That’s why I have to bring Chief Grom here. I hope he can seize the time to practice with ordinary abyss lords, find the feel of a giant killer, and review Gorehowl’s headshot skills by the way.

   I might need it later. ”

   “I don’t mind cutting off two big **** demons to find feelings, ahem, I just doubt that you can keep up with my ahem killing. Ahem.”

  Grom is still as bad-tempered as ever.

   However, he was so thin that it was difficult for him to even utter a complete sarcasm.

  If it wasn’t for seeing how powerful Grom’s Elimination Blade was before, even old Fordring and Uther, who had fought with the greenskins for many years, would have thought that this guy was not far from death.

   He was like a torch that was about to burn out.

   Even if there is not enough fuel, he is still doing his best to burn himself, while scalding others.

   “You’d better say a few words less, save your strength.”

  Blake made a sigh, covered his face and said:

   “I’m really afraid that you are too excited and accidentally coughed up your lungs. You should know that in this situation, you can actually recover to the strongest state immediately after drinking a mouthful of demon blood?”

  “Shu”

   The blood-red skeleton battle axe swung like a whirlwind and hit the pirate’s eyes. The explosive murderous aura made Tabu sheep, who was infected with fel energy and very irritable, softened their hoofs.

  Black’s words seemed to touch on Grom’s taboo, the orc chief stared at him under a mess of hair, and said viciously:

   “I won’t drink that thing again and don’t mention it in front of me!”

“I hope so.”

  The pirate squeezed his eyes and stopped irritating Grom. Then, he glanced at the molten pool of Anniheran not far ahead, and gestured to everyone, saying:

   “Okay, put away your weapons, I’ll take you in.”

After    finished speaking, Blake opened his mouth and shouted towards the vicinity.

   It was obvious that there was a movement to speak, but no sound was made. Only the sin monuments on the backs of a few people shone a little, which meant that the power of the void had hit them just now.

   At the call of the pirate, a group of lower-level demons whose minds had been controlled by him before gathered quickly from the surrounding areas, maintaining a fierce attitude but very meekly beside the pirate.

  Black took out a chain and clasped his wrist with a squeak, then threw the chain to the demon beside him, and then squeezed the dirt on the ground and wiped it on his face and body, making a miserable and embarrassed prisoner.

   His action made everyone else understand what he was thinking.

   So everyone followed suit.

   Soon, a group of flamboyant lower-level demons shoved a group of caught disgraced intruder prisoners into the outermost position of the Anniheran molten pool.

   Several demons wanted to take over this group of prisoners, but were beaten up by the demon guards beside him under the command of the arrogant angry guards.

  The lucky **** shouted in the envious eyes of other demons that he wanted to send these spies of the Holy Light Legion to the Abyss Lord as food and to receive a reward.

   The demons in the haunted place of Krokuun always deal with the weak Krokuun, and they rarely get a chance to make real achievements.

  These **** don’t know where they caught these genuine paladins. Depending on their merits, they may be transferred to the Antoran wasteland to participate in the real war of destruction.

   For the ruthless and chaotic demons, only participating in war can satisfy their frenzied desire for destruction, and only by plundering their souls in war can they grow in strength faster.

   Therefore, in the Burning Legion, the demons who were dispatched to the fringes of idleness were the unlucky ones who offended their superiors, and those cannon fodders who could be dispatched to the cruel front lines were the ones who were favored by their superiors.

   These brutal things are the exact opposite of the war pattern in the mortal world, which can only be said to be a rather terrifying cultural difference.

“Front.”

Uther, who was escorted to the inside of the position under the greedy gaze of a group of demons who deliberately made various strange noises to scare people, raised his head. It was found that there were several lower-level Dread Demon Kings patrolling the second position ahead.

   He whispered a warning to Black, and the pirate winked his eyes, motioning not to be afraid and moving on.

   When approaching a few lower-level dreadlords who came forward to check, Blake raised his head, looked at those dreadlords with his eyes flowing with purple light, and easily pulled them into the temptation of the phantom sound.

   Nathrezim is indeed almost immune to spiritual magic, but the resistance of the lower-level dreadlords has a limit.

   In the face of an Old God who can get all the way in but insists on playing a bad game of Metal Gear Solid, it’s a bit difficult for them to discover that Black’s disguise is a bit strong.

   This is equivalent to letting the wheelchair and Ferrari race. Let’s not say whether we can win or not. Do you think this matchup intensity is appropriate?

   “We take over prisoners!”

   Several Nasrezim shook their heads on the spot, and then decisively took over the control of several prisoners with bad voices, and even clashed with the demon guards who were unwilling to be robbed.

   In the howls of a group of chaotic demons watching the fun, the two sides fought on the spot.

This little chaos spread quickly, and after nearly a hundred demons of various kinds were swept in to form a sizable chaos, Black and his party were taken into the security by the lower-level fear demon king almost all the way. The deepest part of the Nehran molten pool.

After avoiding the magma pool bathed by several abyss lords, the pirates and paladins walked into the fortress deep in the demon defense line. When approaching here, even without the perception of the death knight, they all clearly felt a A gloomy death breath hit their sanity.

   The Helm of Dominion is above this fort!

   “It’s too easy, isn’t it?”

  After entering this demon fortress, old Fording already felt that something was wrong, he easily broke free from the chains in his hand, and said to several other Paladins very depressed:

   “It seems that we were really unlucky and jumped into the trap.”

   “No, we jumped into the trap on our own initiative, it has nothing to do with bad luck.”

   Uther pulled out the Silver Hand warhammer with his backhand, Maraad silently put on his immobility ring, and the other Paladins drew their weapons one after another.

   They were ready for battle.

  Black made a gesture, and let several lower-level dreadlords guard the door. They went up the empty stairs and quickly came to the second floor of this quiet fortress.

   There are black demon cages all over the place, each cage holds a Kroku Shatter, and there are several strange-looking draenei lying in several cages.

   When he saw them, Marrade’s eyes widened, and he exclaimed:

   “Pure eredars. Each one is light forged, this is the legendary warrior of the Legion of the Light! They are literally imprisoned here!”

   But the eyes of old Fordring and Uther and Black have been attracted by something else.

   A battle helmet.

  A full-coverage helmet forged with strange gray-black steel, with seven spikes on the top, symmetrically shaped into a crown of thorns, and surrounded by strange demon horns.

  A demon spike carving with sharp double horns is artistically shaped in front of the top of the helmet.

  The front part of this helmet is shaped into a weird skeleton shape, and there is an inscription of the ruling rune on the forehead and a drop-shaped gemstone inlaid.

That thing shone with alternating blue and green light. Although it was not worn, it was only placed on a platform exuding cold air, but when looking directly at the dark eye sockets of this battle helmet, it would feel like it was Reflection in the abyss looking directly at death.

   makes people shudder.

   “Helm of Dominion!”

   Uther let out a cry, clenched his holy hammer and was about to step forward, but was caught by Black, and the pirate drew out the Salameni sword and said:

   “Not just that thing. Hey! I see you guys, get out!”

  The roar of the pirates carried a strong void impact, and in the collision of invisible forces, the aftermath of the corrupted mind “exploded” the three Nathrezim fear lords hidden around the Helm of Dominance.

   These three guys are all Blake’s “old acquaintances”.

   The frontmost one is Balnazar with his arms crossed and a gloomy expression on his face.

   On the left is Tichondrius, who is stroking the Helm of Dominion and laughing weirdly, and on the right is Mal’Ganis, who is staring at Black with fire-breathing eyes.

  The three dread lords of the Burning Legion who can be invited appeared together to “gift” Blake, especially the “noble status” of the stinky pirates in the eyes of the Nathrezim group.

   “I knew that you stinky fish and rotten shrimps were not willing to fail.”

  Blake leaned on Salamaine and said in a very bored tone as if he hated brown sugar:

   “What? Are you going to fight me in Argus? Are you sure you have the strength? Maybe I should remind you that the last fiasco made you lose your queen to me!”

  The pirate made a provocative gesture. He rubbed his fingers and said in a weird tone:

   “Hehe, I have to say, Jin Taisha is really moist.”

   “You just blow it.”

  Banazar will say with disdain:

   “If you had really slept with that crazy woman, you wouldn’t have made such childish provocations. From what I know about Jin Taisha, she can eat you in one bite on the bed.

  The woman had teeth in every mouth. ”

   “Hehehe”

   This nasty Nathrezim joke made Tichondrius laugh back and forth as the cunning thing rubbed its paws and sent sparks in the air.

   It looked at Blake with its pale cheeks, and said with a wicked smile:

   “Stop talking nonsense with him, Banazar, this **** doesn’t know what he’s facing yet, he foolishly stepped into our ridiculous trap, I thought he was always sane.

   is nothing but a fool in the end.

  Come on, summon the Garothi Legion of Kingaroth and destroy these ridiculous alien warriors. You are too far from home, little ones, you will die here, and your identities and names.

  We are welcome!

  Hahaha, don’t worry.

  We will take good care of your family. ”

   “Blake, we also know you’ve sued you, you bastard!”

   Mal’Ganis yells:

   “As long as you can get out of here alive, then we will admit defeat! We will deliver the Helm of Domination as promised.”

   “Om”

   In the cunning laughter of the three dread kings, their figures turned into bats flying in the sky and disappeared together with the helmet of dominance.

The pirates looked up and saw that the dome of the demon fortress was quickly burned by the flames falling from the sky, followed by a terrifying red enhanced version of the magic mecha falling from the sky, punching the fortress with both fists and hitting the demon fortress with one blow. Collapsed most of it.

   This is just the beginning.

When the Paladins rushed out of the collapsed fortress with the weak captives of the Holy Light Legion and Kroku captives, there were already a dozen Fel Mechas and Seven pit lords and thousands of demons were besieging them.

   In terms of numbers, on average, Black and the others had to kill more than a thousand demons before they could escape.

   Or they could just do nothing and pray to the Light in the midst of a horde of demons who are going to eat them, expecting a miracle to happen.

   “What exactly is your plan?”

   Seeing the demons crowding up in darkness, Uther grabbed the warhammer and said to Black beside him:

   “It’s all this time, don’t hide it if you have any means, don’t you say that stepping into the trap is respect for the trap? We have enough respect for it now, what’s next?”

   “Pray to the Light that we can escape today.”

  Black rolled his eyes and said something.

  This **** even put away his weapon, and it seems that he has no intention of fighting the demons at all.

“You are kidding?”

  Old Fording scolded and roared.

   Then he saw Black kneeling on one knee and praying like the Paladins did. This **** didn’t even know where to find a string of Holy Light Rosary beads.

“Codes!”

  The paladin was forced to swear, he felt that he was dizzy putting all his hopes on a mad pirate, and Black wouldn’t die, but they wouldn’t be.

   So several Paladins immediately prepared for a decisive battle. Before the fight, Old Fordring routinely prayed to Holy Light for victory in his heart and complained about Black’s unreliability.

   This is just a process.

The    Paladins also didn’t expect a response from the Holy Light, but today was different.

   At the moment when Old Fordring finished praying, he clearly heard a voice that seemed to sound from the light, a very familiar voice.

   “Back!”

“Um?”

  Old Fording looked at the sky in surprise. He saw a little golden light shining in the dim sky, and he exclaimed:

   “Mograine?”

“Do not!”

  Blake grinned, put aside the disguise in his hand, and said:

   “I think at this time, you should call him ‘Archbishop’ respectfully.”

   (end of this chapter)