Azeroth Trail of Light

Dick walked through the low forest. The closer he was to the hillside, the clearer the sound of fighting. He could see clearly that under the hillside was a mine, and the sound of fighting came from there.

The Paladin shook his left hand. He didn't think there was a guy in the Twilight Forest that could threaten him, but the weird aura from the mine made him a little familiar. It was during the Battle of Mount Hyjal. The breath of those moon priests when they cast spells is exactly the same!

Is there a moon sacrifice in the twilight forest?

What a joke!

"Dick, I feel the magic of darkness!"

The boy following the paladin was full of excitement. His yellow face was flushed with a hint of flushing. It was obviously stimulated by the upcoming battle. No matter what kind of boy, he actually has a violent factor advocating battle in his bones, McGrady. Ann is the same.

Dick nodded and whispered to Medien.

"Protect yourself and follow me!"

Two people, one large and one small, touched into the pit. It was obviously still working here. The corners were piled with rough ore, and dim chandeliers hung overhead.

The paladin stretched out his hand to bless himself and Median with a blessing of wisdom. This is the second blessing spell he mastered. It can effectively increase the recovery speed of mana or holy energy, and can weakly increase the spell damage.

The disciplinary aura was also activated, and a golden arc was also condensed on the axe blade of Gorehowl.

Meri taught Medien very well. At least in combat, the boy already has the demeanor of an orthodox mage. The three-layer magic shield was blessed on him by him, but the tension made him tightly hold the wand and the short. Sword, breathing became heavy.

The twisty mine is very difficult to walk, but when turning the third bend, the scene of the deepest part of this small mine appeared in front of Dick and Medien.

Three unlucky miners have fallen in a pool of blood. Under the dim light, four people stood up, wearing leather armor, waving sharp claws, and a monster with a wild wolf head was besieging a monster frantically. Female elf.

Dick saw the foundation of this female elf at a glance. She wore the standard leather armor of the sentinel, and carried the bat-shaped faceplate that only elite huntresses would wear. This is the dress that the elves often choose when going out. It is very convenient. Acting and hiding, the female elf was holding a long sickle in her hand, and was struggling against the siege of the four roaring werewolves.

There were already a lot of scratches on her body, and her left leg was also injured. At the moment Dick and Madion appeared, a werewolf was taking his paws off the neck of the elf, with the paw still in it. With flesh and blood... she is dying!

This blow had already scratched her throat!

"This kind of monster! I saw it in the book! This is..."

"This is a werewolf! Child, a beast with a mixture of druids and dark power! You still can't deal with these guys, stay away!"

Dick opened his left hand, and the exquisite Holy Light flail was thrown at the head of a werewolf who jumped in the air to attack. The paladin fit into the battlefield, like a tiger descending from the mountain!

At this moment, the dazzling sacred light completely burst out, illuminating the dim mines like daylight, and the werewolves wailed and covered their eyes. From dim to extremely bright, this hasty change caused these hunters. Caught off guard!

But Dick’s axe blade has already passed through the neck of the werewolf closest to him. The hot holy light should have cut off this guy’s neck completely, but his superb hunting instinct made this werewolf unable to defend. At that time, he flinched strangely, and escaped death!

"Give me an opponent! Dick! Give me one!"

Mediian was stimulated by Dick's heroic fighting posture, he yelled, the Paladin smiled, and kicked the badly wounded werewolf in Median's direction.

"Okay! Give you an opponent!"

On the other side, the three-headed werewolf felt Dick’s threat. They abandoned the elf, howling from the ground, from the top of their heads, and from the air, and rushed towards the Paladin, but the other Flail of Light was already held by Dick. Inside, he took a step back, and the flail that had accumulated his power hit the face of the werewolf who was rushing forward, the Holy Light shattered, and the werewolf whose half of his face was smashed and howled and flew upside down.

Gorehowl lay on his side, blocking the werewolf who leaped from the air. Behind Dick, the werewolf who leaped on the wall, and the sharp claws were caught by the sudden appearance of the light just before Dick’s neck was touched. Blocked by the barrier, the battle axe in the paladin's hand followed the force of the body's rotation, and hit the werewolf's chest where there was nowhere to dodge with the back of the axe.

In a blink of an eye, the siege was eliminated. After a fierce fight with the devil, Dick's martial arts have reached a higher level. These three werewolves can no longer pose a threat to him!

However, from the deadly injuries of the huntress and Mediian, who is struggling with the severely wounded werewolves, it can be seen that it is not that these four werewolves are not strong enough. In fact, if they are really crazy, they can completely kill more than 20 people. Ordinary soldiers, their hunting instinct and super agility, gave them terrible hunting skills.

The reason why I was beaten so badly was just because Dick was too strong, that's all!

The last werewolf saw that the situation was not good and was ready to escape, but as he sprinted into the mine tunnel, Dick's left hand flicked, and the clash of chains sounded. The werewolf who rushed out was black, the watchman Our standard chains entangled his neck tightly, and Dick flicked his left hand, and the werewolf fell to his feet in the clouds.

The secret chain made by the watchmen replaced the dragon hook that Dick lost when he fought the green dragon, and this chain was given to Dick by Merlin. It is an absolute top product, the purple quality "thorn hook lock", Dick It's very easy to use.

The paladin raised his axe, and made up for the two wailing werewolves. There is really nothing to say about this kind of guy who has lost his sanity.

Dick raised his hand, and a warm and mellow holy light fell on the huntress who was leaning on the wall, her breathing weakened, but at this time, the holy light could only barely keep her passing life, but could not To save her, Dick came a little late.

The Paladin looked at the huntress who was propped up with a scythe. He walked over and said,

"Elf? Wake up! Are you here... wait, this sickle, this is... this is the Moon God's sickle?"

Dick's gaze stayed on the sickle held by the huntress. The shape of this sickle was too ordinary, but it wasn't until the fire of justice on Dick's wrist began to tremble that Dick suddenly thought of it. Kind of possibility.

In addition to the two large-scale mission lines "Vengeance of the Hidden" and "The Fall of Stavin", Twilight Forest once had a famous mission line "Moon God Scythe" that allowed players to run around the world. At that time, the players only knew that this sickle had a strange power, and the ending of this mission was also very nonsense.

So not many people know, but Dick is one of the experiencers of that mission, and when the game is in the middle and late stages, the Moon God Scythe reappears in front of the player. It is indeed the four of Druids. One of the artifacts, a powerful artifact made from the teeth of the wild demigod Goldrinn and the branches of the World Tree.

In the War of the Ancients, Archdruid Lelar used this scythe to turn himself and other druids into "werewolves" and furiously repelled Sartre, but their wildness was beyond his control. In the end, it could only be sealed by Malfurion into the deep space of the Emerald Dream.

When the devil invaded Felwood, the priestess Villinde-Starsong, who wanted to save her companion, found the record of this sickle from the dusty history. She prayed to Elune for a clue to her sickle, and finally succeeded. After getting this artifact, she became increasingly unable to control the werewolves summoned by the scythe, so after hearing that the great mage Arugal of the Eastern Continent had also summoned the werewolves, she decided to seek Arugal’s help.

But in the end, when Velind walked into the Twilight Forest with the Moon God Scythe, she never came out again, and the scythe was also lost.

This is the story of the Moon God Scythe! But Dick really didn't expect that in the real world, he could actually see Verinde Starsong, this reckless and brave priestess, but now she was going to die.

"The fire of justice... I... saw you, sickle... bury it, this is... this is darkness... cough cough cough."

Verinde’s throat was scratched. She was talking with difficulty, but was soon blocked by blood. Seeing her painful look, Dick couldn’t bear it. He took it from Verinde. Passed the sickle, and then recalled some legends about this sickle.

"D... the plot character, Villinde-Star Song, is seriously injured and dying. If he meets the requirements of a follower, will he transform?"

Dick pursed the corner of his mouth. From Quel'Thalas to Mount Hyjal, after so many crazy adventures, he only got a follower of Liadrin, and even the green dragon Delia. Sera failed to meet the conditions of transformation, especially the low probability of this kind, and he couldn't allow him to hesitate at this time!

Looking at the painful Moon Sacrifice trying to breathe hard, and looking at the Moon God Scythe in his hand, Dick gritted his teeth and moved his head close to Velinde, took off her bat faceplate, and looked at The elf's painful face said softly,

"Priest Verinde, your fate has been combined with this sickle, and I can't just watch you die, so I will use another method to save you!"

After saying this, the elf’s weak and feeble palm grabbed Dick’s arm, and her eyes contained pleading. Obviously, after using the Moon God’s sickle for a while, she could probably guess Dick’s “method”. "What is it.

"No... don't... let me... let me return to the moon god... don't!"

"I'm sorry, it's too far from Mount Hyjal. If you die here, your soul will never go back to your hometown!"

Dick stood up, put his left hand on his chest and recited a few words of the Holy Light, then he held the sickle in both hands, closed his eyes, aimed at Velinde's heart, and stabbed forward!

"Uh...I...I hate you!!"

"Dick! What did you do! You killed her!"

Mediian, who had just pierced the dagger into the werewolf's heart by himself, saw this scene, and the hair was exploded. He ran over and just wanted to reach out and pull out the sickle that pierced the elf's heart, but Dick stopped it.

"Take a good look, Mediian, there are many forces in this world that we don't understand. What's happening before your eyes is one of these forces. Learn to respect them! You know?"

Mediian saw that the body of the elven who had lost his breath suddenly moved, and he was startled. Then he saw that Villinde's body was manipulated by a certain will, standing on the ground, her whole body The wound was healing quickly, the mysterious power tore the priestess's clothes to pieces, the smooth and perfect body appeared in front of Madian, causing the boy to let out an exclamation, and then his face blushed and covered his eyes.

In fact, there is no benefit to see, because a pale red moonlight enveloped her at this moment.

The boy did not see the creepy scene. A large amount of hair, like a beast-like mane, grew out of the priestess's body. Her beautiful and beautiful face was also distorted, eventually forming a gray and white face. The wolf head, her body changed rapidly in the light red moonlight of the abnormal change. At the moment that the sickle was caught in her hand, a werewolf was born under Dick's gaze!

The newly reborn Vilind opened her eyes, her pupils had turned into wolf-like eyes, she stared at Dick viciously, and the teeth in the wolf's kiss came out.

"I curse you! Paladin, you turned me into this ghost look! I hate you! I hate you!"

The priestess screamed and rushed towards Dick, but a second later, she flew back at a faster speed, and the paladin took out a robe of his own from the rucksack and threw it over.

"The form of the werewolf changed by the Moon God Scythe is very special. Ms. Villinde, as long as you find a herb called Moonlight Grass, you can change it back to its original form, so if you want to go back to your hometown, it is not a problem at all, but it is best Learn to suppress your anger first! I still have important things to do now, and I don’t have time to entangle these things with you!"

The paladin’s face was as usual, without the embarrassment of beating a woman at all.

"If you want revenge, it's up to you! But remember, you found the Moon God's sickle, and everything was caused by you, so you have to take this responsibility, understand?"

Dick glanced at the Moon God's sickle held by Velinde for the last time. After the priestess truly transformed into the form of a werewolf, the sickle finally recognized her.

The ugly shape that was originally gray and miserable has disappeared, and turned to glow with his own glory.

The slightly curved trunk of the world is wrapped with mysterious patterns, and an exaggerated arc-shaped blade stands out on the tip of the sickle rod. The sharp blade is completely made of metal, rather than a wild demigod. On the back of the sickle’s teeth, there is a gorgeous decoration, and behind the blade, there is a wooden meniscus emblem.

The wooden emblem looked like the most perfect jade, exuding a mysterious luster in the dim mine.

One of the 6 forms of the Luna Scythe--Goldrin's messenger!

Now, whether Villinde wants to admit it or not, she is already a user of one of the 36 artifacts.