Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 228 29. Negotiation【99100】

The reconstruction of Stormwind City has been going on for more than 3 years, and two-thirds of it has been completed so far. On the ruins of the original city, craftsmen of the Brotherhood of Masons with superb craftsmanship have rebuilt a pure white city, and at the king's request Next, a second guard wall was built outside the original city.

This has also greatly increased the construction period and difficulty, but under the leadership of the excellent architect Mr. Alex and the chief foreman Mr. Van Cleef, the plan to recast Stormwind City is being completed little by little.

At this time, a group of heavily armed paladins and cavalry rode on horses and rushed out of Stormwind City along the wide avenue, which made the workers who were building the city's guard wall a little confused.

These knights are truly mighty!

Wearing a white shirt and black trousers, wearing glasses and holding blueprints, the architect Alex looked curiously at the knights who left the city. He said to the foreman beside him who was measuring the blueprints:

VanCleef, what do you say they went to do?

How do I know? I'm not those noble lords.

Van Cleef, the foreman of the Brotherhood of Masons, smiled. He rolled up the finished drawings and turned his head to look at the large city wall that was taking shape. A trace of satisfaction and relief flashed in his eyes. Rebuilding Stormwind City is a great achievement for any craftsman. It was an unforgettable experience, but in Van Cleef's eyes, there was a trace of anxiety that could not be concealed.

The remuneration paid to the workers and craftsmen has been delayed for a month. Although he still has confidence in the country ruled by the Wrynn family, Van Cleef, who used to be a veteran and scout, knows that those nobles will be really stingy. How crazy.

I wish I was just thinking wildly.

Van Cleef shook his head, pushed his worries out of his mind, and began to conceive the sculptures inside the guard wall. It is said that King Varian wanted to build several sculptures to commemorate the heroes who died in the war, so he had to do it. The exquisiteness and majesty of it make people feel solemn and solemn, so we have to think about it.

And just when Van Cleef was thinking about how to carve the sculpture, a burst of exclamation sounded from the scaffolding outside the tall city wall. In the bright sky of the forest, a large flock of rare ravens flew from the direction of the Dusk Forest, gliding towards the southern sky.

Those ravens are very big, and there is no such huge crow in the local area. In the folk, superstitious people always regard crows passing the sky as an ominous omen, but now there are more than 20 crows. The queue was seen by them, it was like poking a hornet's nest, the workers were not even working, they all gathered together and whispered.

Go back to work!

VanCleef hurried out of the shed, calling out to the unsightly-looking workmen:

It's just a bunch of big crows, no need to be nervous, listen to me, work hard guys, for the money we can make, and the glory of the Brotherhood of Masons... get to work, I beg you .”

The big foreman had a high reputation in the Mason Brotherhood. Seeing Van Cleef's anxious expression, the workers stopped discussing the ominous situation and returned to their jobs.

Van Cleef, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead. The next moment, he suddenly turned his head to look at the city gate avenue behind him. He felt that there seemed to be a figure looking at him.

But there was nothing there!

Van Cleef, who watched it several times repeatedly, shook his head. As a scout and assassin veteran who participated in the Battle of the Burning Plains, he knew very well that even the best assassin in the human kingdom could no longer completely hide himself in broad daylight. , not to mention those cumbersome orc assassins.

It seems that I have been too tired recently. After work, I must go to the pride of the Lion King for a few drinks.

The big foreman rubbed his forehead and returned to the work shed, but what he didn't know was that not far from where he was standing just now, Maiev Shadowsong was standing there scattered with a dozen watchers, and The warden also looked at Van Cleef, who was back to work, with a scrutinizing gaze.

This is a very talented human... He can actually sense the watcher who is in the shadows a little bit. Unfortunately, he is not an elf, and he is also a dirty male.

Maiev commented in a low voice, then turned her head. Under the emerald green owl helmet, she looked at the watcher behind her with stern eyes:

Maileen Blade Wing! You were almost spotted by a human. Do you want to be a disgrace to the Watcher?

The watchman who was reprimanded lowered his head and didn't dare to answer. The lady's sternness is well-known in the entire watchman organization, but fortunately, the watchmen sneaked into Stormwind City for more important things, so the next moment, Ma Wei let Mai Lin go, and she said to the other watchmen:

Our pursuit on the Booty Coast did not end without a problem. The last place where the breath of the fallen compatriots disappeared is around this human city... Go, sisters, spread out, and find her!

Maiev clenched the thorn knife wheel in her hand, she said in a deep voice:

This time, we must bring our sisters back!

swish

The inaudible sound of breaking through the air resounded on the avenue at the gate of Stormwind City, and a dozen watchmen spread out and marched towards every corner of the city. These assassins who dedicated everything to the moon god Elune have The supreme blessing of darkness, compared with their human counterparts' rough stealth and concealment skills, even Mathias Shaw, the most powerful master assassin in Stormwind City, is just a fledgling in front of the watchmen kid.

Let's put it this way, if Maiev came to Stormwind this time for the sake of King Varian Wrynn's life, then the young king probably wouldn't survive tonight.

At the same time that the Wardens began their operations, the druids who had passed through the portal of the Emerald Dream and traveled across the distant endless sea also flew into the gloomy sky above the Swamp of Sorrows.

The crows scattered, looking for some kind of omen in this wet swamp. Don't underestimate this swamp. A few years ago, even the cursed land was part of this swamp, but after the tribe opened the gate of darkness , The evil energy soaked into the ground of this land, causing the area of ​​the swamp to shrink rapidly, until today, there is only such a small piece left.

But the druids are still very careful, because in this swamp, there are hidden secrets that mortals don't know... There is a sealed evil place here, and the dragon is guarding it, and there are a lot of guards , in fact, if the footsteps of the orcs were wilder when they invaded and touched the evil seal, maybe the orc war would not have broken out at all, and those reckless orcs might have been killed by the giant dragons hidden in this swamp Easily shredded.

But fate doesn't have what if...

So, where the hell are you?

Archdruid Malfurion spread his wings and flew in the gray sky. He stayed too long in the perfect environment of the Emerald Dream and Mount Hyjal. He was very unaccustomed to the air in the eastern continent, especially this kind of people Disgusting dampness, the power of life has been distorted into another form here, it seems to be very prosperous, but in fact it has gone into the wrong path.

ga

A fragile hiss made the arch druid suddenly stop his flapping wings. He turned around in the air and rushed to the place where the hiss came from. If he heard correctly, it was a druid who was killed The scream of being defeated.

But this time, those who followed him were extremely powerful warriors among the druids. They all experienced the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago. In this place, who can defeat a powerful druid so easily? What about Rui?

Could it be... the demigod hiding here?

Malfurion quickly jumped over the entangled vines in the swamp. When the druid approached, these natural plants would actively make way for him. It was an absolutely magical scene, but for the druid, this It's just an insignificant manifestation of the forces of nature.

Soon, the archdruid felt a lingering shadow at the foot of the mountain in front of him. It was a naturally formed cave, but it was hidden invisible by the power of shadow.

Malfurion stood at the entrance of the cave, calling silently, and soon, several druids landed beside him.

Be careful, brothers, maybe that demigod is right in front of you, and it looks like its power is different from the wilderness demigods we've seen.

The arch druid reminded solemnly:

Even the most violent wolf god, Goldrinn, doesn't have such a dark side.

hum

He stretched out his hand, and the light green force of nature wrapped around his fingers, tearing away the darkness in front of him. The druids stepped into the cave, and soon smelled the smell of blood, which made Mafari Ao's face changed, and he quickened his pace. After bypassing a mountain wall, he saw the huge creature lying in the depths of the cave with difficulty.

It looked like a crow, but it was more than 7 meters long. It was covered with dark blue dull feathers, and there were exquisite pendants hanging between its necks. The most dazzling thing was the wide and beautiful tail feathers. Like a work of art.

And beside the huge crow, which had obviously suffered heavy injuries, their missing partner, the best scout, and one of the best druids of raptors, Hisaly Black Crow was squatting beside the huge crow, she The power of green life lingers in the hands, which is healing the crow's injuries.

When the druids broke into the crypt, the calm crow suddenly raised its head, a trace of vigilance flashed in its dangerous eyes, and the force of the howling wind imprisoned the druids in an instant. Standing in place, the sharp wind blades slashed towards the druids along with the black feathers.

Intruder! Die!

No! Mighty Anzu, they are not enemies!

The moment the Winged Wind Blade appeared, the druid girl with the battle pattern on her face screamed hastily, the sound made Ansu's violent wind quickly subside, and seeing that the arch druid was ready Attacking, the raptor druid Crow hurriedly stood up and said to his companions:

Don't be nervous, brothers, Anzu is very weak now. It helped humans in the previous war between humans and undead, but the price is that it is now on the verge of death.

Seeing that his companion was not harmed, Malfurion's eyes flashed a trace of relief, but the next moment, he set his sights on the really weak crow demigod. With a deep understanding of power, he can easily see that the crow in front of him is a genuine demigod, but it is already very old, so its power has declined seriously.

Ansu's black eyes stared vigilantly at Malfurion. The latter stretched out his hands, indicating that he was not malicious. He stepped forward and squatted on the ground. While waving his hands, a ball of spells lingering with the power of life It landed on Ansu's body, causing the vigilant Crow God to let out a comfortable groan.

Gah!

The hideous wounds on Ansu's body recovered little by little under the joint treatment of the druids. After ten minutes, he stood up with difficulty, and looked at the druid in front of him with a scrutinizing gaze. Guys, its hoarse voice also rang in the hearts of druids.

A group of elves who use the strange shapeshifting technique and the power of life to fight... In Draenor, I have never seen such an existence. Who are you? What are you looking for me for? Elves!

We're here to help you.

Malfurion said that the result provoked Anzu's jeers, and the demigod made no secret of its vigilance, screaming:

Quack! I've come to this point. Even my family members were killed, I lost my homeland, and fled to another world in embarrassment, because 2 years ago, an elf who also came from Azeroth told me I...he came to help me! Croak!

I won't be so stupid as to be fooled twice! For the sake of healing me, get out!

Ansu waved his wings, black feathers mixed in the whistling wind, and drove the druids out of his cave without any explanation. However, at the moment when the power of shadow reunited, a delicate statue of a crow appeared in the wind. It fell into the hands of the raptor druid girl who was the first to contact Ansu and expressed selfless kindness.

I don't owe you any favors! Kind little girl, there is my power in the sculpture, absorb it, you should have a pair of stronger wings if you are kind.

As for you! The elves who came here with a certain purpose... don't bother me anymore.

Let me step into the realm of death alone quietly.