Chapter 009: Invitation to Hell
This is an impolite behavior, therefore, I specifically came to pick you up
A few seconds later, the fastest Naga was less than ten meters away from Black, and that guy had already raised the war spear in his hand, making a throwing motion
The soul guide in front of me nodded in agreement, expressing a hint of dissatisfaction as he said
For example, I also know of a powerful sorcerer in the distant southern frontier, who has been possessed by demons since childhood, and manipulating souls is merely child's play to him
Moreover, in this era, the act of extracting souls has become quite common; one can easily find an orc warlock capable of doing so. It is not worth your astonishment, is it
The estimated distance is definitely enough at 30 yards
Yet he himself is quite fortunate; even when all his teammates perish, he remains unscathed
It seems that there is something dangerous in the mist, as if it is about to rush out.
Just like when he used this spell in the game, this talisman can, under any circumstances and regardless of level, force everyone around to fall into a coma for three seconds, with an extremely low chance of exemption
Can you draw upon the soul
Is this ... ... a death sentence
"Pat, pat"
Blake does not quite understand whether Tidal Surge is considered the orthodox magic of wizards
But calculating the time, it should be soon
Once again, the twisting of Black's wrist stirred his not-so-large mind into a complete mess
He couldn't help but rub his hands together, feeling a surge of impulse in his heart. With the three seconds of forced unconsciousness, given his current skills, it would be easy for him to kill an elite orc.
He gave a vague answer, and to show goodwill, he sheathed his weapon back at his waist, as he could not win anyway, so it was better to present himself with a bit of style
I will smash your head open with a single punch
Blake's deep memory of this thing is due to the fact that he was once one of those middlemen.
bang
The little fishman in his arms was restless, likely sensing the murderous intent of the naga behind him, causing the little creature to clench its claws and emit a piercing scream
The face is completely indistinguishable, only a pale beard can be seen.
You ... ... you are ... ...
You may attempt to hunt the elite orcs
Fist of the Tide
Hurry up! Hurry up!
It is probably a kind of talent
Perhaps in the future, I should find someone who understands magic to help take a look. Speaking of magic, who could be more suitable than Drake's little sister, Jaina?
However, I have not seen you in the recent wars
The entire person jumped up, having just drunk the fresh blood of the Naga, and the leg of White was already drawn into the palm.
A few seconds later, he nodded and said
Blake asked a rhetorical question
Since the orc invasion of Azeroth, the souls that the Shadowlands should have harvested have been continuously decreasing. Those detestable warlocks, who indiscriminately siphon souls, trade with demons using a 'currency' that does not belong to them
bang
Approached
A heavy punch struck the soft, scaly forehead, leaving the newly awakened Naga dazed once again
Blake remembered that the cooldown time for this item was fifteen minutes, very well, now he had a "life-saving artifact" that could be used once every fifteen minutes
Blake noticed that when this mysterious figure appeared, a mist began to rise on the beach, resembling the moisture that spreads over the sea surface in the early morning
Can you draw upon the soul
But how to put it, a bit more somber
What a good thing
A person quietly appeared behind him on the beach
At this distance, with the brute strength of a male naga, as long as the thrown war spear hits, Blake would meet a fate of being impaled through the heart.
This ... ...
Its quality is not high; it is merely of excellent quality, lacking any attribute modifiers. It appears somewhat useless, but the only magic it possesses transforms it completely.
However, Blake would not use such an evil expression
Especially the black lantern at his waist
The severed war spear became soft and limp, easily dodged by Blake
The ominous pale light that emanated from it seemed to be ... ...
They will eventually be punished
This powerful punch sent the large Naga staggering back a step, followed immediately by White's leg delivering a crushing blow to the skull, along with the frenzied stabbing of a poisoned dagger aimed at the heart.
The last male naga, filled with unwilling anger, collapsed on the beach, only to be kicked by Blake, turning over like a dead snake
Blake chuckled, hanging the tide talisman around his neck and keeping it close to his body. Even when it was kept close, he could feel a faint power being drawn from the surrounding water.
With wet feet running on the beach, Blake was still adorned with a disguise of seaweed, while the little fish person hid in his embrace, chirping in panic.
Under normal circumstances, Blake would certainly not be a match for the three-headed brute force of the Naga, which is no less than that of the Orcs
Blake clutched the unremarkable tidal talisman in his hand, his eyes fixed on the equipment slot of the character card, reciting incantations as he ran
Boom
The Kul Tiran people's unique skills
Roar
The person looked at Blake without answering, and then asked again, the voice peculiar, as if murmuring, emanating from the throat, with a dry and hoarse tone, certainly not a sound that a living person would make
Blake cast a glance at the corpse of the three-headed Naga beside him, and he roughly guessed what the Soul Reaper of the Queen of the Underworld meant by "drawing souls".
The running rib man came to a sudden stop, his body swaying slightly. Utilizing the momentum from his rapid dash, he charged back in the opposite direction, momentarily startling the three Naga behind him
wrlgmmglglgm ! ! ''
The person had a pale horse lantern hanging from their waist, resembling those used by knights in the Middle Ages. In broad daylight, the lantern was still lit, but its ghastly white light would likely struggle to illuminate the darkness
In a one against three scenario, Blake emerged victorious without sustaining any injuries, his eyes shining with unreserved delight
The souls that perished beneath the waters of Kaz Modan continuously call out your name; even in death, they still yearn to be led by their noble prince
Blake holds the weapon, and in his undead form, he does not sweat
Still urging incessantly, as if this would hasten the cooldown time of the magical items
Yet he felt a long-lost sense of tension
He stared intently at the entry of the tide charm, the prompt "Cooling Down" remained unchanged.
Hmph, as long as I wait for the cooldown of my 'little artifact' to finish, your doomsday will come!
He thought of
I indeed come from the Abyss of the Underworld, guiding souls to the Shadow Realm. Tell me, mortal, how have you accomplished this? How can you, in your mortal form, draw upon souls?
You have evaded the invitation of death
After the Great Naga was ambushed and eliminated by Blake, they have been relentlessly pursuing the Rib Man
He spread his hands in front of the soul guide and said
It is likely that the talisman is autonomously absorbing magical energy
Behind Blake, the little fishman Benboerba, who was kicking the Naga corpse with its legs, was also startled by the sudden appearance of this person, and it squawked as it hid behind Blake's calf
Upon careful consideration, it is reasonable to conclude that a piece of jewelry with excellent quality should not possess such powerful effects. Could it be that this small artifact can still be repaired
This caused the gray eyes of the mysterious figure under the hood to raise slightly, as he began to reassess the obviously cursed weak human before him
Similarly, the thoughts of Blake, who was rushing back in the opposite direction, were also in turmoil.
The left hand of the soul guide rested upon the pale lamp at his waist
This is absolutely a trustworthy family member
They have disrupted the precious balance of life and death
In that moment, a tremendous sound of the tides crashing against the shore echoed in my ears, and a surge of magic erupted from the talisman in my palm, resembling the roaring sea waves rushing down upon me with a howling force.
It is getting closer
Blake stroked his chin, observing the status associated with the Tidal Charm entry in the character's equipment bar. The damaged wording caught his attention and piqued his curiosity.
It can only bring more uncertainty
But a person who has died and come back to life, a person who is not a sorcerer, can still achieve this, which is quite intriguing. You should have boarded my Naglfar at the moment of your death
It is evident that revenge is to be taken for the leader
White's leg struck fiercely against the nearest Naga's eye, and as blood spurted forth, Blake drew the short sword from his waist, leaped up, and delivered a direct thrust, the blade piercing through the Naga's eye and into its brain
But he now has a "secret weapon"
He stroked the charm in his hand. To be honest, it was somewhat unremarkable, just a white circular stone, somewhat resembling a pebble, but very smooth
A ray of light flashed across the tidal charm
It is said.
bang
This world will always give rise to many anomalies, for instance, I know of a cursed mage in Dalaran; wherever he goes, disaster will ensue there
The mist behind him grew increasingly thick, and he spoke in that mumbling voice:
He only claims that he has gained valuable "experience" after killing the enemy
In the next moment, two weapons were drawn, both hands raised simultaneously, launching a brutal attack against the third Naga. Three seconds later, the last Naga regained consciousness
He scrutinized the three-meter-tall half-giant before him, his gaze filled with suspicion. He couldn't shake the feeling that this fellow looked very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere before
Of course, the rib man was not impulsive to that extent, but his left hand was already gripping the leg of the Viter at his waist
Peeking out, blinking its big eyes, trembling with fear, it looked at the half-giant before it with terror
Prince Drake Prodermore, the deceased, follow me to the underworld beneath the shadow of Hoswald, where the esteemed Queen Hela awaits your arrival as her distinguished guest
Blake was thinking to himself.
Those fellows wield heavy war tridents, each one larger than Blake, and they are the guards of the great Naga Tidal Prince.
It seems to be encouraging Blake to turn back and eliminate the pursuers
I saw Blake's right fist clench tightly, rapidly magnifying in front of its eyes
A bold idea emerged in the thief's mind
Abyss of the Underworld
Just as Blake crouched down to rummage through the belongings carried by the three-headed Naga, a deep and murky voice suddenly sounded behind him
The three-headed naga beside me seemed to be struck by an invisible heavy fist, violently pounding on its head, while simultaneously swaying its body as if intoxicated, becoming all crooked and disheveled
Join me on a direct voyage to the Underworld, to become a Wraith Warrior under the command of Queen Hela
There is also a blue inscription on the surface
Blake's right hand grasped the tide talisman, while his left hand lifted White's leg. At the moment when the Naga's war spear descended before him, he activated the magical talisman
It is very much like the color of the sea
Behind him, three fierce Naga surged out of the water, swaying their serpentine tails and roaring as they chased after him
He resembled an old man, yet his stature was imposing, at least 3 meters tall! Like a half-giant, he wore a heavy deep red robe and a gray hood.
The discerning eye of a noble player is indeed quite high; this unremarkable Tidal Charm has once been driven up to an extremely high price, even giving rise to a group of speculators who specifically wait for opportunities.
He intends to kill the three Naga before him to verify the power of the newly acquired "small artifact"
However, he has already personally experienced the powerful effects of this magic
swish
However, what does this 'damaged' mean
Blake managed to shake off a few pursuers with stealth, but while escaping the water area, he was discovered by three male Naga behind him, which led to this chase
The ribs startled the person
After finishing his words, he paused for a moment, then turned his gaze back to Blake and said
It is thus referred to by various players as the "PK Artifact"
The three-headed Naga roared, with venomous light gleaming in their serpent-like eyes. They raised their weapons, intent on slaying the despicable ambusher, the rib man, to avenge Prince Nazgak.