Azeroth Trail of Light

There is still some time before the war begins, but the war has actually begun.

However, just like the wars of other civilizations, in the initial period, they always started in another form of warfare.

The node prince Haramad has been very busy recently. The Astral Consortium has been allowed to join the transaction with Shakan. Although it must follow Azeroth-Shakan’s trading rules, for the consortium itself, any civilized planet’s Business will be reflected in its due value. Yes, any item made by intelligent life will not be worth zero. This is what a real business boss said in a distant star field.

Haramad thinks it makes sense.

But if you get some, you have to pay some. This truth is also very clear to Haramad. However, what he needs to pay for this transaction is some contraband, which is powerful and extremely deadly. Fortunately, he does not need to operate these things himself. .

And they have been sent out. It is said that they were sent to the world called Argus. The Ethereal knew that Azeroth was about to start an expedition, but as a businessman who had already bet on the treasure, he naturally hoped that Azeroth Sis won, of course, they lost, and he didn't lose much.

"I hope those guys can use them properly... Hey, war, I hate war."

The Prince Node sighed, and set off for the next star field. He is very busy, and the fun of making money is the only thing he can enjoy after turning into an energy creature, not much fun.

The world of Argus, the wasteland of Antoran, the Duke of Chorazzi is walking slowly in the shadows, surrounded by the elite legions of the Burning Legion, as long as one mistake, he will be picked out of the shadows, in this amount In front of the devil, he did not have any chance of escape.

As a tycoon in the dark world, Duke Jorazz didn’t need to participate in this desperate infiltration operation. His life was very valuable. In the world of Azeroth, he has become a symbol. He has the status that countless assassins dream of. And power, but he still came, madly came to this world how far away the ghost of Azeroth knew, and carried out a long investigation that could die at any time.

As for the reason why he came here, apart from being personally invited by Ulduar's big shots, it is more, probably, fear of some more terrifying creature. Yes, Qorazzi has participated in the Demon War, he knows very well. Once the Burning Legion came to attack, the current Azeroth was absolutely irresistible.

As the top assassin, Qorazzi has no concept of justice in his mind, but he knows one thing, the world is destroyed, he will not survive, and he knows very well that a true assassin cannot have fear in his heart. It will completely destroy him, so he is here, he wants to defeat himself here, and when necessary, pull the world.

That is my hometown after all.

But until the infiltration really started, Qiao Lacy didn’t know how dangerous this was. They had been active here for 2 months. The 232 people who had come together had killed and injured a third. The demons were not easy to deal with, even Azer. Lars's most powerful assassins, even a little careless, will be buried in this sinful land.

This reminded Qiao Lazzi of the scene when he first entered the industry. At that time, he was very weak and needed 24 hours a day to survive. It was like dancing on a blade. At first, he was a little bit uncomfortable. Adapted, but after really adapting to the feeling of life and death in an instant, the silent assassin's blood in Qorazzi's body was awakened.

He even felt that he was getting younger again. In the assassinations of the demon warlords, when the dagger and dagger in his hand cut through the veins of the powerful demons, watching them struggle and wailing in his carefully arranged trap. The kind of sting that splashed on the body with slightly corrosive blood.

Yes... he likes this feeling. This is the life that an assassin should really live, not just staying in Ravenholdt Manor like a dog, enjoying the worship from the weak, and the assassin should live. In the shadows, harvest life and wave death to pursue inner peace!

"It's not that bad anymore."

Qorazzi grumbled, and walked against the wall into the most central room of the large demon camp in front of him. A powerful doomsday lord was patrolling its camp. The Assassin Duke smiled and took out a crystal from the storage ring. Some awkwardly scratched a few strokes on the crystal surface, and then stuck it in the corner of the room.

Set the time, and when the silly big guy whose whereabouts has been figured out comes back, this gadget from the Star Boundary Consortium will send it to the sky with a quarter of the camp.

It’s not the first time that he has done this kind of thing, but every time he sees the huge flame storm rising in the camp and feels the end of those ugly lives, he will have a kind of satisfaction from the bottom of his heart. This TM is an assassin. What to do!

Five minutes later, Qorazzi stood on a hidden hillside outside the camp, counting the disappearance of time in his heart, holding a telescope in his hand, carefully observing the camp in the distance, muttering in his mouth. Talk to yourself.

"The sword in the dark, the destruction in the dream... Salute the great Jorazzi, idiots!"

"boom!"

As soon as the Assassin Duke’s words fell, a crimson fire storm erupted from the center of the camp. The pillars of fire and flames that rose up into the sky almost shredded half of the sky, and the ground was shaking like a real earthquake. , Even the hidden place of Chorazzi was torn apart, Argus's earth was not harder than Delano, and the instruction manual for that kind of crystal made it clear.

That thing is a blasting device for starships. Unless there are special circumstances, it cannot be used inside the ecological planet. It has a high probability of causing a stratum rupture and vibration that reaches the bottom of the earth.

But... who cares?

"This is Argus... the enemy's territory, who cares."

Qiao Laqi put away the telescope with satisfaction, and when the continuous vibration was slightly relieved, he re-entered the shadow and planned to leave quietly, but at this moment!

"boom"

A spark exploded from the abdomen of the Assassin Duke, and his entire body that had escaped into the shadow was smashed directly out of the shadow, as if he was blown away by an invisible fist, if it weren’t for Uldu The leather armor issued by Er, mixed with the armor of the starship, this blow was enough to completely shred his body!

But it's still not getting better...

Qiao Laqi rolled on the ground several times in embarrassment, and then he stood up, clutching his abdomen, which had almost cracked an open wound. The power of the shadow covered his body, and he held a golden hand in his left hand. The short sword, hideous and heavy, doesn't look like something that assassins would use.

This one-handed sword decorated in the shape of a dragon is called "Ravencrest's Legacy". It is said to be the hand-held weapon of Ravencrest, the first elf lord who stood up to resist the devil during the War of the Ancients. It is a real treasure. It was only one step away from the legendary weapon, and it was completely worthy of Qorazzi's identity.

Even the skin of the most powerful demon could not stop the slash of this sharp blade.

But now, the Duke of Assassin obviously met his opponent. His figure was quickly wrapped by the active shadow energy, which looked like a shaky shadow, and 200 meters in front of him, a brown, 4 meters high. The guy slowly walked out of the empty air like a magic trick.

Not sneaking!

Qiao Laqi reacted immediately, there was no fluctuation of shadow energy, and the guy in front of him must have used some special method to achieve his breath blocking.

This guy looks like a human, but his brown skin and hoof-like feet reveal his identity. This is also a demon, but it is not the kind of demon that Qorazzi has seen. He is dressed in gray metal. His armor, with a brown belt around his waist, filled with big shiny bullets, each of them as thick as a baby’s arm, and three oval gadgets with rope wrapped around the belt. It looked like a stone, but Qorazzi felt a strong threat from it.

He was wearing a crimson shirt and one-piece hood, with only a pair of eyes exposed under the hood, shining, obviously wearing some special equipment, similar to glasses, and the most eye-catching thing is that his chest is slanted. The tangled brown belt had three void bombs full of dark green spikes fixed on it.

He carried a weird-looking gun in his strong left hand. It was huge, full of technological sense, and gray gun. It was this murder weapon that attacked Qorazzi just now, and behind him, there were three more tied up. The gray throwing gun was constantly beating with fine sparks and vibrating thunder and lightning at the point of the gun.

He walked to a position 100 meters in front of Qorazzi and raised his free arm. Some data seemed to be beating on it. He glanced at Qorazzi again, and then said in a deep devilish voice. ,

"The 27th mouse...you are really difficult, weird shadow sneak, superb killing skills, but it's more interesting, isn't it? It's more interesting than the soft **** I hunted before."

Qiao Lazi can only understand simple devilish words, but this does not prevent him from understanding the meaning of the guy in front of him with a dangerous aura all over his body.

"Who are you! You killed all the manpower we lost before?"

A savvy hunter shouldn't disclose too much information to his prey, but the guy in front of him seemed certain that Qiao Lacy could not escape his palm. He chuckled, his ugly face showed a trace of cruel pride.

"Of course it is me! Besides me, who else can pull you out of the shadows? You are good hunters, but I am stronger!"

"My name is Imonar, a bounty hunter. They hired me to get rid of those difficult guys in the expedition. They gave me another name... Soul hunter, you will be a good prey. , I can smell blood and death from you, are you the strongest among you?"

Qiao Laqi’s body drifted outwards at this moment. At almost the same time, a sharp spear pierced out of the air where he was standing, and the body of Imonar, who was still talking, was in front of him. This moment disappeared in place in the form of distorted data.

This cruel and shrewd guy, talking to Qorazzi before was just a projection, the real him has been hidden in the air.

"Huh"

"boom"

Qiao Laqi waved a one-handed sword with one hand and collided with the throwing spear for a moment, then was staggered by the strong vibration attached to the throwing spear, and then another spear pierced his body and injured him. The Duke of Assassins couldn't escape the blow, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes.

His figure was completely fused with the shadow at this moment, and then fourteen figures sprang out quickly, attacking the soul hunter who jumped out of the air in different poses and directions. Fourteen attacks were completed at the same time. , In theory, this trick can kill 14 opponents at the same time, the assassin's supreme stunt-a feast of killing.

but...

"Dangdangdangdang"

The sound of weapon collisions like rain hitting plantains sounded on this hidden hillside, representing the failure of this fatal attack. Imonar wielded two guns of magnitude in both hands, like two waves of throbbing storms. All the shadows of most of the attacks were scattered, but 3 attacks still fell on him.

The soul hunter looked down at the pierced bone wound on his arms. The wound was dark green, obviously smeared with deadly toxins. He took a step back with a grinning grin, retracted the spear, and took out one from his belt. A crystal was broken, and then the stubble was pierced into the chest.

This weird method of treatment allows the toxins to be quickly removed. The soul hunter turned the gun of the magnitude behind his back, holding the heavy gun full of science and technology in both hands, looking at Jora, who had escaped far in the shadows. Qi, his deep forked, snake-like tongue, licked his lips.

In the special field of vision, the blood shed by Qorazzi in the shadows is so conspicuous.

"Hehe, run away, run away... the harder the guy is, the more excited I will be when hunted... run away! I will pull you out one by one..."

The soul hunter’s cold laughter accompanied his body to re-enter that special state of concealment. A string of bone rosary was wrapped around his wrist. It was a cruel ornament made of secretly processed heads. No more, no less, exactly 27.

Joe Lacy...he will be the 28th!