Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1121 217. I'm such a genius——Monthly ticket plus update [1320]

"It's unbelievable!"

In a house in Evernight Harbor, Hamuul Runetotem, the wise cow of the Bloodhoof Clan, stared wide-eyed at the dark green light lingering in his hands.

He held a magic tree seed in his hand, and under the guidance of the Moonclaw Archdruid next to him, he called for the power of nature to be poured into the seed in a slightly unfamiliar way.

The tree seed slowly grew saplings between Hamuer's hands, and then grew branches under the continuous catalysis of natural energy, and finally turned into a small branch with emerald green leaves.

It looks very small and beautiful.

For a skilled shaman, Hamuul showed qualified spellcasting ability, but he was able to complete the awakening of the tree species when he first came into contact with natural magic, which really made the moon claw next to him Rui screamed again and again.

"You are a genius who practices natural magic! Hamuul."

The Moonclaw Archdruid sighed:

"Your talent shouldn't be used for illusory elemental power, that's a waste of your potential, you should be a druid by nature!

If you wish, I can serve as your referrer and invite you to join the Cenarion Order. "

"But but why are you making me try this?"

Wisdom Bull didn't immediately answer the invitation from Archdruid Moonpaw. He flicked his tail and asked in a strange tone:

"Did you discover my talent in natural magic from the very beginning? No way, do druids master some kind of secret method, and they can see a person's potential with their eyes?"

"Well, that's not it."

The Moonclaw Archdruid, summoned from Val'sharah to Moonglade, shook his head.

The old man never liked to lie. Facing Hamuul's doubts, he said honestly:

"It's Laike, who prophesied the last time I saw him that the reconciliation of the Tauren and the Forest Lord would not only bring peace to Desolace, but also bring a Can become a pillar-like genius.

I thought he was talking about Warchief Kane.

But after meeting you, I realized that you are the genius druid prophesied by Braike. "

Moonpaw pointed to the sapling in Hamuul's hand and said:

"This is a natural awakening ceremony that can only be completed by high-level druids. It can make magic seeds enter a growth state within a few minutes, which represents the high affinity between the caster and natural forces.

You have never systematically studied natural magic before, Hamuul, you did it with talent.

That's amazing potential.

The last one to do such a thing was Malfurion Stormrage's disciple Fandral Staghelmet. You have proved that you are as talented as Staghelmet. The Cenarion Order will get a Tauren Grand Drew Yi.

This will be the new blood of the forces of nature!

Your joining will usher in a new era for the Cenarion Order. After you, the young people of the Bloodhoof Clan will also have a choice of strength.

This is not a bad thing for you and us, don't you think? "

"Personally, I'd love to."

Wisdom Bull glanced at the sapling in his hand.

To be honest, when he himself experienced the power of nature just now, he really felt smoother and more satisfying than he had ever experienced before manipulating elements.

As if this is his innate ability, the response of natural forces to him is more than ten times that of elements.

The praise of the Moonpaw Archdruid is correct. Perhaps Hamuul, an old cow, was born to belong to the natural camp.

"But I have to discuss it with Kane."

Hamuul wagged his tail and said to Archdruid Moonpaw:

"I am the tauren of the Bloodhoof clan first, and then I am qualified for the natural force. My personal pursuit must be placed after the clan's needs. Please give me a little time to think, Archdruid.

I will give you an answer eventually. "

"Of course, I am waiting for your reply, maybe this is what the King of the Forest wants to see.

We share the power of nature with the tauren, and together we guard the natural order, which will dilute the complicated past between you and the Lord of the Forest.

When we become true partners, the memories of suffering will be healed. "

The Archdruid of the Moon Claw smiled and nodded. He was about to say a few more words to Hamuur when he saw an unbelievably tall figure squeeze into the room with difficulty.

After the bang, Bo Laike's bodyguard, the legendary bear warrior Tur Wrathpaw looked at the doorframe accidentally squeezed by himself in embarrassment. He grinned a simple and honest smile, and said to the Moonpaw Archdruid:

"Well, Your Excellency the Archdruid, the captain asked me to inform you that he is ready to enter the seal of the Nian Beast, and he wants to seek the demigod's blessing for the Wolf's Front Halberd in his hand. The power of that weapon.

He said that you personally promised him that you would help him complete this matter. "

"Oh, I almost forgot about that."

The Moonpaw Archdruid patted his forehead, he stood up, and said to Warrior Bear:

"This matter has been approved by the king of the forest. My companions and I need a little time to undo the seal of the Luna Lake. Where is Laike now?

He may have to wait a while. "

"The captain is enjoying the night view by the Luna Lake."

Warrior Xiong said honestly:

"He asked me to tell you not to worry, take your time, and he will meet you on Luna Lake after you are unblocked. In addition, he hopes you to be careful, if you accidentally release the Nian beast completely, it will cause disaster If so, he is not in charge of fighting wild demigods.

The captain also said that his asking price was too high, you tree-dwelling wild elves probably couldn't afford it. Well, I forgot he asked me to put it mildly.

You are not angry, are you? "

"Of others, but I'm not angry at all with Laike, I've known for a long time that he will never have good things to say! Just because I have low enough demands on him, I won't get any disappointment from him. "

The Archdruid Moonpaw shook his head and made a complaint.

But he still got up and left the room, summoned several arch druid companions, and sailed to the center of the vast Luna Lake on a boat with a Luna lantern hanging on it.

The Spirit of the Wild, born from the seal of the pale, two-headed dog-year beast of fire and waves, lies beneath Luna Lake.

It is a very cumbersome thing to unpack it.

But helpless, they had already promised Bu Laike before, and the druids couldn't do the thing of reneging on their promises. At the same time, at the lakeside at the south end of Luna Lake, Bu Laike, who was playing with rocks on the lake, suddenly blinked.

He felt that the endless lake in front of him began to heat up slowly.

"They're breaking the seal, cool."

The pirate grinned, and threw the six stones in his hand at the same time, making water drift marks on the lake like a goddess scattered flowers. The bad guy didn't stop for a moment, turned around and rushed towards the druids' den area.

"The divine power vibration emitted by the opening of the demigod seal can cover up most of the energy vibration that may be caused when I sneak into the beast den. The opening of the seal will take at least an hour, and such a long time is enough for me to turn Stormrage beast den over. The bottom is up.

Both Cenarius and Remulos have left, and no one in this land can perceive the rhythm of my movement.

The archdruids were all concentrated in Evernight Harbor, and the defense of the den area was extremely loose. "

The stinky pirate put a black hood on his face while reviewing his arrangement in his mind. Stealing things in the druids' stronghold is a very, very risky thing, but fortunately he has already put everything together. Calculated.

He couldn't think of a reason why he would fail.

"The only question now is, will the great Lady Elune allow my unjust actions?"

Bu Laike blinked and looked at the character card in front of him.

As long as there was any suggestion of stopping Lady Elune there, he would immediately abandon the operation, but he didn't see any warning until the stinky pirates slipped into the foothills of the druids' lair.

"Thanks ma'am for your permission!"

The pirate bowed to the moonlit sky.

With deep laughter, he rushed into the foothills full of dens.

The druids call the place where they live a "beast den", not because they really regard themselves as beasts, but because the mission of a den is not just for the druids to rest.

The den is a very complicated special terrain, and it is definitely not just a hole in the ground.

A qualified lair needs to be built in a place where natural forces gather, and at the same time, it must go deep underground. This is convenient for druids to perceive the natural power of animal nature in the form of beasts, and at the same time ensures that once druids lose control in animal nature, they will not hurt other people.

It was never easy to turn a man into a beast to fight.

It is unlikely that the Druids will lose control in the wildness, but it is definitely not as small as others imagined. In this case, the existence of the lair is very necessary.

In addition, the den is also a place to store supplies.

Druids are also spellcasters, and they also have life occupations similar to alchemy and enchantment. Druids occasionally cultivate magic seeds with various functions by themselves.

Just like human spellcasters doing experiments, when doing these tasks, they need a quiet environment that will not be disturbed.

Therefore, in addition to being the druids' home and training ground, the lair is also their laboratory.

To carry so many tasks, the scale of digging down the animal dens is far beyond the imagination of ordinary people, and each animal den can be called an underground labyrinth.

Especially those animal dens that existed in ancient times are even more exaggerated.

The ancient druids contributed their dens to the later apprentices, and the apprentices continued to dig out their own dens in the depths of the ancient dens.

Such continuous "matryoshka" will create a super large den comparable to "underground city".

Moreover, druids have a tradition of faction inheritance, such as the factions of raptor druids and feral druids. Large and small factions often have a large den shared by everyone.

It is like a combination of student dormitory and teaching building.

If an ignorant thief sneaks into such a den to steal something, the biggest problem he faces is not whether he can get out, but whether he can find the right way in the maze-like underground tunnel.

If he was unlucky, he might not be able to meet even a living druid before he died of starvation or thirst, wandering around like a headless chicken.

With the lazy and slow pace of life of the elves, it is very likely that the dried body of the unlucky thief will not be found in a corner until a certain "cleaning of the den" hundreds of years later.

It's not like something this tragic has never happened before.

But fortunately, the lair that Laike is going to steal this time is not the kind of super big lair. The place he is going to is the lair of Malfurion Stormrage.

That's right!

That bastard Illidan actually hid the last Eternal Well water in his big brother's lair!

Uh, no!

According to Laike's previous thoughts, it is very likely that he himself hid here 10,000 years ago, or he told Illidan to hide the well water bottle here on purpose.

What kind of thoughts did I have at the time to make such a judgment?

While Laike was thinking about this, he used the Shadow Portal to teleport himself into the underground area of ​​Stormrage Den, without disturbing the Cenarion Guardians guarding the large den at all.

He wandered around in the empty den like a ghost, relying on the watcher's endless hunting perception to find traces of Illidan's buried well water bottle.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, Illidan's hiding the well water here is really foolproof."

Bu Laike said to Xal'atath in his heart:

"Malfurion has been sleeping here for nearly 10,000 years, during which he only stayed awake for a very short time. Anyone who wants to enter the den to steal things will risk being discovered by the archdruid and expelled and killed." risk.

Tyrande would come here to see her husband from time to time.

With the protection of these two 'treasure protectors', the well water will never be taken away. "

"Yes, the most important thing is that no one would believe that Illidan could entrust his treasure to his big brother and sister-in-law with such confidence."

Xalatas also felt:

"The distorted relationship between them is a taboo of the Kaldorei elves, and those watchmen who watch over Illidan don't think about it at all. This wave can be regarded as the perfect embodiment of Illidan's fel wisdom.

He's found the perfect hiding place for his treasure.

But Malfurion has slept here for ten thousand years, didn't he notice the clue? Things like Eternal Well Water, even if they are buried in the ground, will cause energy fluctuations, right? "

The figure of Bu Laike appeared in the very center of the Stormrage lair. In front of him was a pool full of natural energy, with a "bed" of trees and vines on it.

This is where Malfurion's body fell asleep when he entered the dream state.

The decoration here is extremely simple, without any exaggerated or extravagant embellishments, the surrounding walls are covered with vines, and there is a shimmering "spore lamp" on the top.

There is nothing to hide here.

"Do you think it is possible that Malfurion has always known that there is an eternal water bottle hidden in his den?"

Bo Laike rubbed his chin and asked.

Xalatas hesitated for a second and said:

"Impossible? Perhaps Malfurion would like to keep his brother a secret, but Tyrande is a sincere Moon Priest, leader of the Sisterhood of Elune.

That organization has always loathed arcane magic and the use of all magic. If Tyrande found out that Malfurion was hiding the water of the Eternal Well, their marriage would not last ten thousand years.

With Malfurion's sincere affection for Tyrande, he wouldn't risk losing his wife's trust to hide something like that.

I prefer that Malfurion doesn't know about it. "

"Well, it makes sense."

Bu Laike nodded, he looked around and said:

"Then, Illidan must have used other methods to cleverly hide the magic waves brought by the eternal well water. If I hid such a thing in this place, I would definitely set it as a part of the existence of this den.

Let it become a link in the defense system of this den, and let its existence be adapted from the beginning, only in this way will it not be discovered by the owner of the den.

so.

it's hidden in"

The pirate blinked. He observed the invisible magic lines around him, and used the theory taught by Dean Lanyue to distinguish those complicated and delicate energy distributions.

After a minute, Bo Laike jumped up in place.

He grabbed the very beautiful "spore lamp" on the top of Malfurion's sleeping place, and plucked it from the vine.

This thing is used by druids for lighting. It is also often used in the defensive circles set up by natural magic. It has good magic adaptability and will be lit when it encounters energy injection.

"Snapped"

The full spore lamp was crushed.

Amidst the fragrant juice splashing, a beautiful crystal bottle fell into the pirate's hand.

Laike put the bottle in front of his eyes, and looked up. In the darkness brought by the spore lamp extinguished, the crystal in his hand exuded crystal clear light, like the most elegant light source in the darkness.

The fist-sized crystal bottle was filled with four-fifths of the bottle's capacity. The pirate looked at the light spots it emitted, as if seeing a galaxy reflected in the dark.

Before his eyes, a bright red light danced.

This means that he has finally grasped the power from the heart of this world.

"Illidan, Illidan, you are really a bold bastard for putting such an important thing in front of Malfurion and Tyrande."

Bu Laike stroked the eternal water bottle in his hand in the dark, and he said narcissistically:

"Putting treasures under the noses of others for ten thousand years and enjoying the taboo danger of being discovered at any time is simply in line with my style perfectly. Wow, I really am a genius."

(end of this chapter)