Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the next two days, Cenarion Fortress in the center of the Silithus Desert was very busy.

This is a war zone, and the transportation of supplies is very difficult. You even have to rely on unscrupulous goblin traders to transport supplies. In fact, the fortress itself was built on the ruins of an elven empire.

Its greatest use is to station troops.

And when necessary, use this fortress as the center and the strongholds near the insect nest to launch a defense line to stop the insect people. Carrying such a mission determines that the living conditions of Cenarion Fortress are definitely not good.

The druids and sentinels stationed here have not received many official visits from outsiders in the past thousand years, so they are very busy facing the constant arrival of big shots.

Especially when they heard that His Holiness the Pope of the Holy Light Church would arrive in person, the entire fortress immediately became nervous.

The commander of the fortress also suggested to General Shandis Feathermoon, who had just arrived, whether to move the meeting place of the leaders to Feralas, which is safer.

It is true that Silithus is too close to the core area of ​​the Qiraji Empire.

Although the beetle wall is still strong now, if the silithid can sneak out and build a nest, people will arrange assassins to raid Cenarion Fortress to protect the Qiraji.

If it hurts someone personally, the problem will be serious.

No one understands the threat of the bugs better than these soldiers who have been stationed in the desert for thousands of years.

Shandris also considered this question carefully, but when she sent to contact the initiator of this meeting, the notorious pirate Black Shaw, she received an answer that did not need to be changed.

The pirate seemed confident in his arrangement.

Judging from Shandis Feathermoon's rich war experience, she doubted that what Black wanted to launch was not an all-out war against the bugs.

Because the forces he was trying to muster were a bit small.

Except for the two orc warriors who came to fight to make up for the loss, the real forces were Kaldorei, Black Crow Castle and the Church of the Holy Light. At most, a mysterious organization on the human side called the Tirisfal Council.

Although both the Silver Wings Sentinel and the Holy Light Church have a large amount of military power, they cannot complete a large-scale assembly in a short period of time. Judging from Black's leisurely behavior these days, it seems that he has never wanted to go to war.

So Shandis guessed that the tactic chosen by Black should be a small group surprise beheading operation.

This made Shandris, who had fought in the Battle of Quicksand, very curious. How could that pirate, who was rumored to be magical, deal with the Qiraji Empire's insect sea tactics that were mind-numbing to think about?

On the third day after Black sent the message, the people from the Holy Light Church finally appeared belatedly.

In the core area of ​​Cenarion Fortress, a portal opened by Merry Winterwind himself rotated open, and several mysterious people in white cloaks filed out of it.

The number of people was very small, and there were no more than thirty people including the accompanying knights and priests.

But the quality is very high.

The old man Faao personally led the team. Four knights commanded two teams of high-level paladins, plus a team of high-level priests. They brought two holy objects alone.

Such a team of holy light power is completely enough to purify a demigod evil creature.

Not to mention that in addition to the paladins and priests, there was also a lich accompanying his disciples, and little Gianna, whom he had not seen for a long time, was also brought here.

The little girl was growing taller, and after not seeing her for more than a month, her size had grown.

As soon as I came out of the portal, I didn't even remember to take a look at the desert scenery. I was hugged by enthusiastic arms. I picked her up and waved her around, making the little princess scream loudly.

"Put me down quickly, Fenner! I'm wearing a dress! You idiot!"

Gianna screamed a few times before she asked Sister Fenner to put her down. Although she was a little frightened, after the little girl arranged her clothes, she still smiled and threw herself into her sister's arms.

The relationship between the two of them is very good.

However, the meeting between the two groups on the other side was a bit awkward. When the people from the Holy Light Church came over, they just caught up with the death knights' inspection tour ending today.

As soon as a group of people using the power of light walked out of the hall, they saw a group of undead majesticly riding ghost leopards passing in front of them. It was like Neptulon went out for a visit. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a Rag standing in front of him. Same as Narrows.

Awkward!

Grand Duke Mograine subconsciously raised his true silver holy sword, and several younger paladins and priests also showed expressions of resistance and disgust.

However, in the face of their hostility, the Black Crow Knights turned a blind eye. They seemed not to care about these Holy Light Walkers at all and continued to patrol around the entire fortress in ice-like silence.

As cold as a soulless golem.

"Where did these resurrected elves come from?"

Mograine glanced at Merry Winterwind beside him. The Lich did not answer, but just distinguished the badge on the Black Crow Knight. After a few seconds, he spoke:

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the noble badge from the Elf Empire period. The last time I met my friend Alya, she told me that her disciples had formed a death force in areas outside of civilization.

It should be these people in front of me.

They call themselves Death Knights, and like lichs like me, they are the embodiment of the power of death in the material world, one of the six Forces. They are well-trained, Grand Dukes.

We are on the territory of the elves again. Suppress your inner desire for purification and don't act rashly. "

"I am sincere and not stupid, Master."

Mograine shook his head and said:

"As long as those dead don't come to provoke, as long as they don't enter our human territory, I will not take the initiative to stir up trouble before defeating the fallen god."

"Why don't you see Blake?"

Old Fording looked around and found no familiar person among the elves walking around. He whispered:

"Isn't this the meeting he called?"

"He's in front."

Fa'ao Mian, who was leaning on the priest's holy staff, suddenly replied:

"I feel his aura, just in the room ahead. Well, he is really going further and further on that dark road. Let's go, Dathrohan and Fording follow me to see him.

Uther and Mograine took our companions to settle down first, and the elves should have prepared a resting place for us. "

After being cast in light, Faao Mianxia has become a little younger, but his posture and tone of voice are still as gentle as before, which makes people feel good, but there are some changes.

For example, as soon as Faao opened his mouth, a golden light appeared around him. This scene made some of the elves carrying things around him scream in surprise, and also made me feel helpless.

He didn't want to be so high-profile.

But after the light casting ceremony was completed, there was a process of adaptation. Before the surge of holy light power was completely healed, such a vision was beyond his control.

This little commotion immediately attracted the attention of others.

General Shandris Feathermoon personally went to the door of the reception room to greet Faol. She put away her arrogance as the leader of the Silver Winged Sentinels and greeted Faol very gently.

she says:

"Hello, Your Majesty Fao, your contribution to driving away the darkness in Kul Tiras has spread throughout the Moon Goddess Kingdom along with our rescued compatriots.

The Sisters of Elune appreciate your noble actions, and my Mindo has been looking forward to meeting you.

Although Moon God and Holy Light have different beliefs, we believe that a sincere person like you can bring us more insights when interpreting the beliefs. "

"No need to be so polite, Lord Shandris. I felt very honored when I received the personal letter from His Majesty Tyrande."

The old man Fa'ao gently drew a symbol on his chest and said:

“I have been trying my best to promote contact between the Holy Light Church and the Church of the Moon, and I also welcome the priests of the Sisters of Elune to travel to the realm of mankind.

I heard that Your Majesty Tyrande is also paying attention to this operation? "

"Yes."

Shandris looked at Faol and replied:

"But Mindo is busy with affairs. Although she is very interested in Lord Black's proposal, Mindo will not get too involved until I confirm that Lord Pirate's plan is feasible.

This is not because Mindo is arrogant or rude.

It's just that we Kaldorei are very aware of the power and threat of the Qiraji. I myself participated in the entire battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago.

I don't think that relying on some strategies can change the balance of power between the two sides.

The insect problem has not yet been solved. Even if it is solved, it will take a long and large-scale war to end this dark story. "

"Then maybe Blake's whims will change your mind."

Fao blinked, chuckled and said:

"We also thought that things in Kul Tiras would have to go to war to see the results, but it turns out that some wonderful wisdom can defeat thousands of troops at some point.

Blake was such an amazing person, which is why we call him a ‘prophet’. "

"Do you, a leader who leads the faith like you, also believe in the words of a 'prophet'?"

Shandis frowned and said:

"I thought you would be more realistic."

"I am very realistic, Ms. Shandis, and I know very well that most things in this world must be done down-to-earth to see results, especially matters related to faith.

We must choose carefully. "

As old man Faao walked into the house, he said to Shandis:

“But my being realistic doesn’t conflict with my having faith in certain people.

Miracles are called miracles because they are difficult to achieve, but this does not prevent us from always expecting miracles to happen when we hear bad news.

Let's go.

Let me see what wonderful ideas Blake has brought us. "

General Yuyue nodded.

Although she did not believe that the stinky pirate was as magical as the legend, the words of the old man Faao in front of her seemed to have a magical power. The natural radiance of holy light revealed in him made it easier for people to accept him. suggestions.

When the two arrived at the second floor of the house, several people were already sitting here.

Lord Culotas Ravencrest was sitting at the front. When he saw Faol coming, the lord frowned inaudibly. Obviously, the holy light on Faol made him very uncomfortable.

But the etiquette of the high elf nobles is absolutely first-rate.

With a reserved, gentle and distanced smile, he nodded to Fao.

The two orcs sitting behind Lord Ravencrest were not so polite. The Saurfang brothers pretended not to see the old man Faol, and His Majesty the Pope also snorted at the two greenskins.

He is right to desire peace.

But he will not forget the sins committed by the orcs when they invaded the human kingdom.

Old Fording and Dathrohan, who were following behind the Pope, were even more direct. The two of them glared at the orc warriors. As long as the latter was slightly disrespectful, they were willing to use the weapons in their hands to teach these two bastards a lesson.

After Fa'ao sat down, a stream of teleportation light lit up in the room. Merry Dongfeng appeared next to Fa'ao holding the staff of the guardian. The two old men sat together and whispered a few words.

Lord Ravencrest also noticed the unique power of Merry Winterwind, and a light of interest immediately appeared in the eyes of the grand leader of the Black Crow Chapter.

There are currently only two lichs in Azeroth.

One Elya Blue Moon and one Meri Winterwind.

Dean Lanyue has to manage Nathalas Academy and has no time to help the Black Crow Chapter build an army. If he can win the human lich in front of him into his camp, the Black Crow Chapter will definitely become stronger soon.

"Everyone, are you all here?"

After the Lich also entered the house, Black suddenly appeared on the front steps. The stinky pirate was wearing a classic pirate costume and looked at everyone in front of him with his hands on his hips.

He said with regret:

"Thank you for your compliments. I found that my appeal is actually quite good, although there are still many people who pretend not to have received my letter.

For example, Rastakhan, the Golden King of Zandalari, Elisande, the Grand Magister of Suramar, and His Majesty Anastarian, the Sun King of Quel'Thalas.

But that's okay.

Even without them, we can independently complete the war against the worms in the Silithus Desert.

The premise is that you must follow my guidance.

Ahem. "

Black coughed a few times and pretended not to see Shandis Yuyue's questioning look. He took out a piece of paper from his arms, threw it in the air with his hand and let it unfold, and then picked up a stick he had just picked up casually.

Point to the bottom of the map, where there is a red circle.

The stinky pirate looked at the people below, and as soon as he opened his mouth, there was a big news:

"I know that all of you have been exposed to information about the Quicksand War to some extent. Even if you haven't heard of it before, you will definitely find some information to read after receiving my letter.

You should all know that at the end of the War of Quicksand a thousand years ago, it was the great Aspect Dragon who sacrificed himself to build the seal of the Beetle Wall, making the insectoids unable to break through the blockade of Silithus.

As long as the Beetle Wall remains, the Bugmen cannot wage war.

And one day, when the outside world is ready, using the quicksand scepter left by the dragons, you can reopen the Beetle Wall and annihilate the Insect Empire in one fell swoop.

Very good plan.

But the only problem is, this damn wall can't be opened now. "

Blake spread his hands and told the bad news to the people with different expressions below.

He said:

"My men went to the Cave of Time to confirm. I regret to tell you that the bronze dragons' move to evacuate this timeline was very thorough. They packed up all their belongings and took them away.

Among them was the quicksand scepter that Fandral Staghelm smashed in anger, which was part of the bronze dragon's custody.

Therefore, in the current world, we can no longer recast the scepter, so naturally we cannot even think of opening the Beetle Wall through normal means. "

"Shua"

Shandis Yuyue, who had completely experienced the Quicksand War, stood up suddenly. Her eyes widened and she asked in a voice:

"If we can't turn it on, doesn't that mean"

"The seal has failed."

The smelly pirate said calmly:

"From the day the Bronze Dragon left the timeline, that is, more than a year ago, the seal of the Quicksand Empire began to fail. It could take anywhere from a few years to more than ten years before the seal would be completely broken.

The current situation is that the bugs have begun to prepare for war, but you are completely unaware of this.

But fortunately, you still have me.

So don't despair.

Come on, everyone, take a few seconds to accept the bad news, collect yourself, and then let the amazing Blake Shaw tell you what to do next.

I've got a great plan.

As long as you obey the command and don't mess around, and add a little bit of luck, we won't need a large army to fight, and we can solve the trouble caused by the Qiraji once and for all.

If you have doubts in your mind, don’t say it now. I will leave time for questioning later.

Are you ready? Everyone.

I'm going to start. "