Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 335: 31. Shore VS Black Shore

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The ancient nobles of human civilization always have their own secrets.

The Countess Caterina revealed the secrets of the Presto family today, and the blood of the Black Dragon ran in their bodies, which is enough to be a talk for the nobility of the entire kingdom, but to be honest, this is not a big news. .

The well-known family of Torbain, the royal family of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, there are some blood of trolls in every bloodline of Torbain, and there are rumors that the origin of the Torbain family and some giants The evil spirit of the devil has a relationship, and Medivh, the guardian who has long passed away, is said to have blood of elves in his bloodline.

In short, in the current human civilization, this kind of adventure is not a shame. The only thing that makes people wonder is that it has always been kind, and the prestigious Countess Katrina among the civilians can actually command the Black Dragon to fight for her. This makes the image of the countess more mysterious in the eyes of the common people.

The scene three days ago has been known to everyone, and the streets and alleys of Stormwind City are full of legends.

The civilians also knew the threat of the undead. They knew the sad news of the death of the honorable archbishop Benedictus under the assassination of the undead. In the face of the threat of the undead, between the panic of the people, I suddenly heard that the kingdom would be powerful. The help of the dragon, for civilians, is definitely a straightforward stabilizer.

They don't care about the bad reputation of Black Dragon, they don't care about the evil things that Black Dragon did in the past, they only care about the present... only care about their lives.

The protagonist of the story is obviously not happy these days.

"Caterina, wait for me."

Following the footsteps of the Countess, the wounded Duke of Bauer stretched out his hand and wanted to hold Caterina’s wrist, but was sternly thrown away by the other party. The Countess looked back at her past “lover” in three days. In the previous disaster, the feelings of the two who already had a skin kiss began to alienate.

"Don't apologize to me, Boval."

There was a bit of pain in the Countess's voice, which she said softly:

"I saw your eyes, that day, I saw that kind of aversion to aliens, maybe in your eyes, I am just a sad monster, sorry, but this is not something I can choose, I was born in the body With this blood flowing, I'm sorry...Bovar, I lied to you, I let you down."

"I'm not talking about this!"

Some anxious Duke is like an angry lion. He took a step forward and said:

"I want to say, I don't care what kind of blood flows in your body, I don't care!"

"But can you deceive yourself? Boval..."

The countess shook her head, took a step back, and boarded the carriage with the help of the maid. She looked at the duke in the spot, and shook her head:

"Borval, you deserve a better lover, not me... Prestow's curse spread on me, maybe not long before, I will be completely swallowed by the blood of the revived black dragon in my body, mine Father is not missing, he chose to commit suicide when he was about to become a monster...maybe that is also my destiny, don’t come to see me again, Boval, there is no future between us."

The carriage moved forward slowly, and soon disappeared into the Duke's sight. The powerful paladin stood in place. He silently opened the uninjured hand. In his hand, a ring was placed for a moment. After that, he gritted his teeth, turned to board the carriage, and left the Presto family house.

"call..."

On the carriage, the countess breathed a sigh of relief, a flash of relief flashed in her eyes.

All things are done. Now, even if someone accuses her of being a black dragon, it doesn’t matter. Anyway, the legends of the dragon descent in this world are mostly strange, and no one has seen the real dragon descent, but as a dragon. The Countess who was born is very clear that there is no dragon-like creature in this world. It is difficult to produce offspring between dragons and humans. Because the blood of dragons is too domineering, human blood cannot coexist with them.

"But now, the legend of the Dragonborn has been confirmed... The Presto family can also be integrated into humans... No wonder my father always said that every danger is actually an opportunity, and you can only grasp it. "

The countess took out a bottle of wine from the dark compartment of the carriage. While drinking, she looked at the silent priest on the opposite side. Her beautiful eyes picked her hand and handed the glass in her hand to the Chaldean chaplain. In their hands, the eyes of the two collided, and a moment later, the wine glasses of the two collided together.

"Happy cooperation!"

The two said in unison, and then laughed like two villains who were embarrassed.

"Well"

After drinking a glass of wine, Ms. Presto looked at the pastor with a strange look. She asked softly:

"Mr. Benedict's exposure is your hands and feet, right?"

"not me."

Chaldean shook his head. He looked at the scenery outside the window. He said:

"That was a decision made by fate. I just pushed him gently."

"Shore is a trouble! I feel that things between us can't hide him."

The Countess Catalina put down the glass in her hand and said to Pastor Chaldean: "Do you want to find a way..."

"Do not!"

Chaldean's fingers slid on the dagger around his waist. He narrowed his eyes and whispered:

"Someone wants to get rid of him more than we do, we just have to wait... Speaking of it, you are proposing to move the Kingdom of Stormwind north, which is not actually a joke, right? You already know some definite news, now we are friends , Is it time to tell me?"

"I can only say that this country can't stop the undead, it can't stop Terion, that's all."

The countess seemed unwilling to discuss too much on this issue. She leaned back on the black velvet seat, closing her eyes and resting her mind, and said softly:

"For now, my interests are consistent with those of the Kingdom of Stormwind. I will not bury it, at least not now."

"Ok."

Chaplain Chad nodded, and at the moment the carriage stopped, he said:

"Then it seems that we are indeed preparing for the evacuation of the whole country. It's... really a disaster, but speaking of it, Duke of Berval is really infatuated with you. Are you really not going to forgive him? Oh, no, He didn’t do anything wrong at all...how long do you plan to play with his feelings?"

"Let's talk about it."

The Countess Katerina shrugged: "This is the first time I have experienced this feeling of being pursued. Seriously, the romance that people always hang on their lips feels really good."

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On the other side, while the shocked nobles are discussing the future of the country in the garden area, in the dark alleys of the old city, Madias Shore is hiding in the shadows, slowly moving towards the Pig and Whistle Inn.

Three days ago, with the help of the Black Dragons, Stormwind City expelled Benedict after a difficult battle. Note that it is not a kill! It’s an expulsion. The power used by the archbishop was too weird. When he first encountered such an opponent, it was difficult to really hurt him. After the archbishop had killed three black dragons, for unknown reasons, he himself Evacuation was selected.

Allowing a cultist to control the Kingdom’s faith center for decades has undoubtedly been a shame for MI7, but for now, the entire MI7 has more important things to do than Xue Shao.

The countess who had become more mysterious in the eyes of Shore revealed a message before that in the old city of Stormwind, the power of infiltration of the undead was hidden, although it is still unclear whether she and her black dragons are enemies or friends, But the Black Dragons did protect the nobility and protect the city during the attack of the Archbishop Twilight, and they also sacrificed.

The bodies of the three dead black dragons were converged by the countess, and their sacrifice made the nobles willing to try to contact the black dragon, as Tyrion often said... sacrifice is the basis of cooperation.

The Seventh Military Intelligence is located in the old city. It stands to reason that everything that happened in this city can’t hide Shaw’s eyes, but since three days ago, Shore discovered that there are more and more hidden secrets in this city. The assassins he sent disappeared in these dark alleys strangely. This city is like an open mouth of a giant beast, ruthlessly devouring any life that dares to step into it.

There is a problem here!

This is also the reason why Shoal went out personally today. He must figure out what happened in this strange city.

But at the moment when Shoal stepped on the dark alley around the Pig and Whistle Inn, the surrounding air suddenly became quiet. The strange quietness made the assassin's neck hair stand upright, that feeling, like his first When performing the assassination mission once, the Stranglethorn Vale was as quiet as **** late at night.

He was stared at! There is no doubt that he was stared at.

"call"

Shore made his breath lighter, two sharp daggers fell into his palm, he watched the shadows around him cautiously, and he could feel a pair of cold eyes hiding in a corner. He looked at him with the gaze of his prey.

For Master Assassin, keeping stealth is the basic ability. He is like a cat, walking quietly in this dark alley. With the strength of Shore, even if he stands behind the assassinated target, The target may not be able to find him. In the assassin line, Shore is the real genius. He was trained by his grandmother since he was a child. Throughout the storm kingdom, Shore dared to boast the Haikou, but he could not find the hidden state. he.

But now, Shore is feeling threatened.

"Swoosh"

In the quiet wait, the other party seemed unable to breathe. At the moment when Shore turned his head, a cold flying knife pierced his back precisely, but was concealed by Shore in a strange movement. In the past, the sharp flying knife pierced the wall behind him, a splash of sparks, but also exposed the opponent's position.

The next moment, Shore's body disappeared in place. He passed through the shadow that shrouded the body and appeared directly behind the attacker. The two daggers staggered towards the neck of each other.

"clang"

The collision of the dagger and the dagger made a clear sound. The two assassins in the hidden state exposed their bodies at the same time. At the moment of confrontation with each other, Shore saw his opponent.

A guy who exists like a ghost, his whole body seems to have no entity, the pale mist is wrapped around the body, between the virtual and the real, looks very strange, but what surprised Sholl most is That face.

Every day when he is awake from his deep sleep, he can see that face in the mirror... that is his face, exactly the same, even the small scars in the corners of his eyes, and the iconic small beard are exactly the same, except that The eyes, the blood-red eyes, are full of hatred and anger, and the twisted hate is almost not concealed.

"Snapped"

Shore's figure leaped to the rear. He lowered his body, holding a weapon, and watched the ghost on the opposite side with caution. The latter was very relaxed and playing with the dagger in his hand. The sharp double-edged blades like borneol shone with an unknown .

"You stepped back... No, you failed this body!"

The ghost said in a wind-slow voice: "It is resisting you, it is resisting a strange soul, because it does not belong to you, it never belongs to you!"

The ghost's figure slowly disappeared into the darkness. The next moment, the sharp knife light bloomed again in front of Shore's eyes, and the deep darkness wrapped around the ghost, making it almost merge with the shadow. At the moment of appearance, behind Shaw, on both sides of his body, four phantoms appeared at the same time, with the same action, stab the weapon to Shaw's body.

"Return my body... to me!"

"Dang Dang Dang Dang"

Master Assassin was very calm in this deadly moment. He quickly rotated his body, and between the rotations, he threw the flying knife on the belt in four directions, like a wave of darkness. The same as the Blade Storm.

But this counterattack was not completely successful. When the ghost appeared again about 5 meters in front of his eyes, Shore felt a tingling in his arm and he was cut.

The wound was frozen, and no blood shed, but Shore could feel that a strange toxin was flowing in his veins, and the borneol-like blade was poisoned!

"Your body?"

Shore threw an antidote into his mouth. While regaining energy, he looked at the strange, ghost-like ghost in front of him. He asked softly:

"How to say?"

The ghost did not seem to be in a hurry to kill Shore, he played with the dagger in his hand, with a twisted smile, he asked:

"What is your name?"

This question made Shore stunned. He narrowed his eyes and replied:

"Shore...Madias Shore!"

"What a coincidence, a despicable thief who stole my body."

The ghost assassin burst out with a piercing laughter, his phantom figure suddenly disappeared into the darkness, Shore's scalp tingled, he turned subconsciously, stab the dagger in his hand to the back, but... pierced an empty space.

At the same time, the cold voice of the ghost sounded behind his back. In the pain of the sharp blade, he heard the ghost gritted his teeth and said:

"Madias Shore...this is mine, too!"

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