Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 265 28. The Disaster in the Gulf --- Adding more [830] to the Silver Lord Crow 1131

The discovery of Twilight Forest is very important, it is related to an artifact that can easily cause various disasters, if Tyrion hadn't had more important things to do at this time, he would definitely personally supervise the whole process of searching for the artifact.

But there is so much time to do and so little time to be used that sometimes you have to make choices.

Aurelia, it seems that you have to stay here.

Between the foothills at the entrance of Stranglethorn Vale, Lord Darkblade held his wife's hand and whispered to her:

The potential threat of Xalatas is too strong, there must be someone strong enough to lead Nasa and the watchmen, remember one thing, no matter at any time, don't touch it! That dagger is not like It looks so weak on the surface.

certainly.

Alleria nodded, pulled up the black hood on her back, and covered her hair, she said:

I will design a trap. After the Chaldean priest touches the dagger, I will leave the Kingdom of Stormwind immediately. I will wait for you at the Portal of Darkness. I know my husband is going to do something dangerous, but Don't make me wait too long, and, no matter what happens, be safe.

She took a step forward, put her arms around Tyrion, and whispered in his ear:

Little Dornan is still waiting for us to go back.

At the mention of this name, Tyrion's mouth twitched:

Okay, our daughter, I'll have a good talk with her when I get back...

A flash of yellow flashed between the dense forest behind them. Tyrion glanced back, reached out and patted Alleria's shoulder, then got on his horse, and waved to his wife:

I should go, goodbye at the Dark Portal.

goodbye.

Watching Tyrion disappear into the foothills of Stranglethorn Vale, Alleria took a deep breath. Behind her, Nasa's figure emerged from the darkness, and she whispered:

The whereabouts of Natalie Serling and her cultists have been determined, Mistress, it's time for us to start working.

very good!

After Tyrion left, the voice of Mistress Blood also became icy. She rode on her disguised skeleton warhorse, turned her head and said to Nasa:

Go ahead, then, and drive them to Northshire Abbey . . . I hope our Chaldean priests are ready.

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I have never seen such a sweet relationship between two dead people.

Chromie and Sefiel sat on a yellow magic carpet, followed Tyrion, and moved quickly through the dense forest of Stranglethorn Vale. Chromie, who was wearing two buns, rolled her eyes furtively Turning around, she looked at Tyrion's back and shouted loudly:

Dude, you and Aurelia are a perfect match. Even death can't stop you, which is really enviable.

Nothing to envy.

The Great Lord Dark Blade said without looking back:

We just made choices and made sacrifices, so it's what we deserve, that's it.

Seeing Tyrion fall into silence again, Chromie pouted, and said to Sefiel, who was a little uneasy beside him:

Well, a quiet dead person is really not a good chat partner.

In the strange silence, the scenery between the jungles passed by the group of people quickly, the skeleton horses were tireless, and the magic carpet driven by magic did not need to rest, so they moved forward very fast, and Sefiel would also My own breath spread around, and the majesty from the dragon made those mindless beasts shiver in the forest, and would not jump out to block their footsteps.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. When the sun's rays intertwined with the mottled leaves of the dense forest and shone into the earth, a magnificent stone building appeared in front of the eyes of the three people. The thing seemed to have collapsed a bit, and the surrounding It is also covered by huge trees, and it is even difficult to find the way to it, but even so, this huge stone building still has its own majesty.

The Gurubashi Arena, it is said that thousands of years ago, this place was one of the wonders of the Zandalari Troll Empire. Every year, troll warriors would challenge wild beasts or fight each other in this arena. Unfortunately, that grand scene has disappeared. no longer exists.

Safiel knelt on the magic carpet, she looked at the big arena in the distance, and said softly:

Now this place has been occupied by the blood ring orcs. The orcs regard this place as a warehouse and residence, and the nearby blood cap troll clan is planning to take back the big arena. Soon, a fierce battle will take place here gone.

Chromie blinked her eyes, and leaned lazily on Sefiel's body in a very unladylike manner. Her head was held in Sefiel's arms. In the increasingly hot weather, this The dwarf, who had been full of life, was now limp, and she said:

The Gurubashi Grand Arena divides the north and south of Stranglethorn Valley, and further on is the territory controlled by the goblins, as well as those nasty rude pirates, but the goblins have built a big and stable road in the jungle, so the next The journey will probably end soon, and we will take a boat from Booty Bay to Steamwheedle Port, which will take about 3 days.

I'm even more curious why you guys don't use some magical magic.

Tyrion was riding on a war horse, looking at the Gurubashi Arena by the sea, he looked back at Chromie and Sefiel, and said:

Send us straight to the Caverns of Time in the blink of an eye, I know you can do it!

Because we have guests waiting for us in Steamwheedle.

Safiel raised his head, glanced at Tyrion, then quickly lowered his head and said:

It's a powerful guardian of time, Kairoz, the one you told us. His attitude is currently very ambiguous. He didn't directly say whether he would help. He just said that he wanted to meet you and us. The place is at Steamwheedle Port, and when the Guardian of Time has already appeared, it is undoubtedly a bad signal to bring a dead spirit to the Cavern of Time...

Perhaps those old-fashioned people will think that we abuse the power of time because of this.

Chromie curled her lips in disdain:

That's a very serious crime in the Bronze Dragon Legion, so we have to go by boat honestly, hoping to leave a good impression on him before we meet.

Well, well, I can understand.

Tyrion thought for a moment and nodded. He reined in the horse and continued to gallop forward. Just as Chromie said, the goblins who controlled Southern Stranglethorn built a road between the jungles to let the skeleton warhorse run It is more stable, and the scenery of the dense forest along the way has disappeared a lot, replaced by the strange engineering equipment arranged by the goblins between the foothills.

These electric-driven equipment rattled, like metal and mechanical monsters, greedily absorbing the crude oil that the goblins needed from the ground to power their unique steam merchant ships. Another reason for the rapid development of Booty Bay is that the rich man Rivegazi was convinced that crude oil was stored in this bay, so he ventured from Kezan to the southern part of the mainland.

Those are little oil pumps designed by the goblins.

Chromie saw Tyrion looking at the machines from time to time, she sat up from Sefiel's arms, and said to the death knight with great interest:

I snuck a few years ago from the goblins' warehouse and put them on the beach near the Caverns of Time. Guess what I found? Oil! Black oil, those engineering devices are real It’s very interesting, their internal structure is amazing, I resold crude oil in Steamwheedle Port in those years, and I also made a fortune in the hands of those cunning goblins.”

Um?

Tyrion turned his head to look at Chromie, he asked suspiciously:

What do you want money for?

I'm a dragon, man.

Chromie patted his chest, and said proudly:

In human legends, we all sleep on piles of treasures, golden coins, gorgeous jewels, I want to be worthy of my identity...

The blond dwarf was drooling and telling Tyrion the story of his past, chatting happily about how he tricked those cunning goblins and made money from them, but the ending of this story was not very happy.

I originally planned to expand my crude oil business, but unfortunately, Queen Solidomi found out, and the queen reprimanded me for polluting the environment of the Cavern of Time, so I had to send those gadgets back to the warehouse of the goblins .”

Chromi said resentfully, but soon, she was in high spirits again:

But when I went to the oil pump, I accidentally discovered the treasure trove of the goblins... So I found another more effective way to make money.

The dwarf bronze dragon raised his finger, and a huge, black, ice crystal-like jewelry ring was worn on her finger. She stroked her ring fascinatedly. When the death knight saw this scene, he was a little inexplicable. I wanted to laugh, so I said solemnly:

Yes, is there a more profitable business than robbery in this world?

Hey! Don't speak so harshly.

Chromie rolled her eyes and stared at Tyrion, she said seriously:

I didn't take it for nothing. The owner of the treasure house, the rich man Rivegazi, was lucky enough to escape the assassination of pirates several times in my timeline. I have already paid for it.

Booty Bay is here!

Seifel pointed to the harbor entrance ahead, and said to the others:

However, there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere...

The death knight looked up and saw the largest commercial city of the goblins in the southern part of the mainland. Booty Bay was built in a ring-shaped valley by the sea. Apart from the ocean, the only way to it was the cave opened by the goblins. .

Every time I see it, I think goblins have really bad taste.

Chromie stood on the magic carpet, spit out a little, and the death knight nodded. I don't know which architectural geek designed the entrance of this city. They decorated it with the head of a huge shark. Cave entrance.

The severed head of the shark seems to have been magically processed so that it will not decay, and its wide open mouth, the sharp and interlaced teeth are like the gate of a cave. In case of emergency, the sharp teeth of this shark gate will mate , it can guarantee that no one can pass.

But for ordinary people, it is still a test of courage to walk into the city through the teeth of a shark.

The death knight steered the horse and took a few steps forward, his brows furrowed:

It smells like blood...it's strong, wait...I can feel Buddy's breath.

Who's Buddy?

Chromie asked curiously, but Tyrion didn't answer, but got off his horse and rushed into the passage of the shark's sharp teeth. After spending 2 minutes passing through the dark cave, the death knight and the two bronze heads Ms. Long stood at the upper entrance of Booty Bay. From their perspective, they could overlook most of the city.

As a commercial port, the planning of the city by the goblins is very similar to those ports in the Age of Discovery. The bustling shops, hotels and taverns are surrounded by the inner side of the crater, and they are built layer by layer between the different walls of the crater. Crowded and full of vitality, all kinds of weird flags are flying above the small houses, and there are nearly a hundred ships of all sizes docked in the harbor inside the crater.

This place should have been a prosperous and noisy scene, but now, it is dead silent. Around those ships, the surface of the sea, which should have been light blue, has now been soaked in blood and turned into a smear of red, exuding a strong bloody smell. smell, that is the smell of death.

The city has been enveloped by death.

Here...here, there are no living people here.

Safiel's eyes swept across the whole city, she hardly found the breath of life, she stared at Tyrion next to her, she clenched her fists:

What the hell did you do? Everyone here... was killed!

Buddy, come see me!

Tyrion didn't answer Sefiel's question, he just called out the names of his subordinates in the spiritual link, and soon, Buddy Moore, a death goblin dressed as a pirate, appeared in front of Tyrion, he respectfully Kneeling half-kneeling at the feet of the Great Lord Dark Blade, he opened his arms and said in an exaggerated voice:

Great master, this is my gift to you...

A pointless city?

Tyrion asked coldly:

Or the wealth accumulated by the goblins? I'm a dead man, Buddy, and it's no use asking for money!

But what about the army? Master, your knights are invincible on the land, but they are not good at fighting at sea. During these three years, I have dedicated my strength to our great cause all the time. This is my result !

The goblin pointed to the huge ghost ships in the mist beyond the bay. He rubbed his hands and whispered:

I ransacked the city and killed everyone. I formed an army for you that can run across the sea! Before you, the sea must surrender!

Tyrion's eyes narrowed. He could definitely guess that this was clearly a trick of the cunning goblin to divert the problem, but what he said seemed to make sense, so a moment later, a smile appeared on the corner of the mouth of the Lord Darkblade:

Very good, very good...You did a good job, Buddy, it seems that I really underestimated you before.

But only a few ships are not enough! I want you to continue to form the sea force of Dark Blade in the future. As you said, I need a legion that runs across the sea, and a real admiral, not you !

Well... I think I've got the perfect candidate.