Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1115 211. The Desolate Land Debt Collection Team sets out - monthly ticket plus updates [720]

On the sixth day after the three centaur clans were defeated, the fighting in the northern part of Desolace was still chaotic, but the number of battles was obviously much less than in the previous days.

On the one hand, this is because most of the middle and low-level commanders who can lead the centaur clan have been hunted down by the Kaldorei rangers, and the fleeing centaurs have completely become stragglers.

On the other hand, it is because the Holy Land of all centaurs, the Valley of Spears, has issued a call to all centaurs in Desolation.

The Malodi clan guarding the Holy Land declared to their barbarian compatriots that the Centaur Father had returned from death, and that the benevolent father would protect the children whose lives were endangered by the war.

As long as the centaurs outside put down their weapons and enter the territory of the Malodi clan, they can be protected.

If the savage bastards don't listen, they will soon be punished for offending the land.

In the past, such calls were simply ignored.

The War Khans of the three powerful clans have always looked down upon the weak Malodi clan, and even the brave warriors under their command despised the wisdom of those prophets.

They believe that the Malodi clan is an alien and a disgrace to the centaurs. They are only worthy of guarding the tombs of their ancestors and are not worthy of galloping on the battlefield of warriors.

But things are different now.

The tauren, who had always been at a disadvantage in the war between the two sides, suddenly rose up with strength, and their feat of destroying the tents of three khans in one day and night shocked all the centaurs.

Even the stupidest guys realize that the most dangerous moment has arrived.

Especially after the Kaldorei elves, who had always stayed out of the disputes in Desolace, also appeared on the battlefield, the centaurs with a little bit of brains had already realized the seriousness of the problem.

The high-intensity strangulation that lasted for four days and three nights gave the centaurs a rare experience of the terrible feeling of fleeing. Although there are still many guys who are accustomed to barbarism and are unwilling to admit defeat, so far, there are already centaurs with their families. The warriors sneaked across the battlefield and headed toward the Valley of Spears.

Centaurs are just savage, they are not without feelings, especially when it comes to treating their families, and they are no different from tauren and other races.

Without a strong clan to protect these individuals, life will always find its own way.

This is the development that everyone hopes to see, and the so-called "punishment of the earth" is not groundless. The vanguard sand elements of the Earth Rock Legion from Deep Rock Continent have already gathered in the Holy Land of Marathon.

In three days at most, they can gather into a big sandstorm that sweeps across the Desolate Land. By then, the centaurs who have not surrendered will become miserable prisoners.

Although the Stone Mother recognized the centaur bloodline.

But this elemental monarch has no interest in teaching the huge number of "grandsons" one by one. She will use a terrifying offensive that will be remembered by all centaurs for at least three hundred years to force them into the process of naturalizing civilization.

This will definitely kill a lot of people.

But it doesn't matter, centaurs are also very fertile anyway.

These follow-up treatments have nothing to do with the centaur's eternal enemy, the tauren. Except for the sentries stationed in various places, the soldiers of the Bloodhoof clan have returned to their respective lands.

They will soon hold a meeting to decide whether the Bloodhoof clan will stay or go.

The war with the centaurs is just the beginning. As people of daily life, the tauren long for a peaceful life, but the barrenness of the Desolate Land cannot support their civilization needs. Although the Mogore grassland has material support, the area there is small. Once the tauren usher in the great With large-scale reproduction, that grassland will soon be overwhelmed.

The Bloodhoof clan must find a new home. As chief, Cairne can actually make the decision alone. With his current reputation among the tauren, no one will oppose him.

Magatha Grimtotem, the largest "opposition" in the Bloodhoof clan, was expelled.

However, Kane does not intend to be a dictator. He wants to convince the chiefs and shamans of other branch clans to agree to his migration plan. He does not want a figure like Magatha to appear again.

The tauren could no longer afford any losses.

But before the meeting, Kane had one last thing to do, something that had to be done.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Amidst the reverberation of the low and desolate tauren horn, Kane, wearing an ancient clan armor, strode onto the deck of the Nagfar, carrying a totem pole and a halberd on his back.

Behind him were Hamuul Runetotem, who was also wearing the traditional tauren costume, as well as the orc warlord chief, the Saurfang brothers and Grom Hellscream, and their cubs.

Lao Niu walked onto the black and gloomy ghost ship. He waved from the side of the ship to his tribesmen who were bidding farewell to him on the coast, and shouted:

"Dezco! Take good care of the clan while I'm away. Remember the dawn in three days. Don't let the clan members travel far. I will come back as soon as possible."

The chieftain of the Sunwalkers responded with a cry from the shore:

“Go, Kane, seek justice for us, I and the other chiefs will stabilize this place, we firmly believe that you will bring us justice and hope!

The sun god is watching you and will bless you and us. "

On the deck behind Lao Niu, the orcs were quarreling. It was very noisy, mainly Hellscream and his son were arguing, and other orcs were arguing and watching the show.

This is their "repertoire".

Grom mocked his son as a softie, and Garrosh scolded his father as a jerk.

The two guys' curse words were really poor, but although their quarrels were unskilled, they were full of emotion, and they often ended up exchanging fists.

Predictably, young Garrosh failed to gain the upper hand.

Hellscream seemed to be trying to establish his own authority in his son's heart in this way, but it obviously had the opposite effect and only made Shaoxia Howl more rebellious and provoke him.

But facts aside, the "bond" between father and son is indeed much deeper than before. The strong feelings of wanting to kill each other are also a kind of emotional connection and expression.

Who is not a model of fatherly kindness and filial piety?

"Hey, you two greenskins! If we go out and fight, can you afford to pay for damaging my ship?"

The pirate captain wandered out of the captain's cabin carrying a bottle of wine and stood by the railing on the second floor of the stern building, lying there and shouting down:

"Also, is Grom too weak to hold the blood roar? I have a little trick to deal with your disobedient son. Pick up your ax and hit him twice. I guarantee that he will shut up and be honest. Be obedient."

"you shut up!"

Hellscream raised his head.

While his black hair was swaying, his glowing red eyes stared at Blake. He kicked away the squirming Young Hero Ho, grabbed Blood Howl behind him, and said:

"I haven't fought you yet! Pirate, come on! Let's fight! Roar!"

The crazy Zhan Kuang burst into anger and threw himself upwards while everyone watched in astonishment.

The blood roar brought a fatal red light, which was the display of the power of Hellscream's third legendary power "Eliminator", and exploded around Grom in the form of evil spirit's anger.

No one expected that Hellscream would suddenly break out and choose to attack the Stinky Pirates on Black's ship, but the Stinky Pirates were obviously wary of this.

The moment Grom rushed over, Black suddenly threw a strange magic forward.

"boom"

A piercing loud noise exploded in the air, and the invisible air was compressed by magic power and exploded in an instant, like a cannonball exploding in front of Hellscream.

A strong driving force was exerted on the warrior who flew over. At the moment when Grom's elimination blade slash was destroyed, he was given a super kinetic energy to fly towards the sky.

So as others watched in stunned silence, the wild Grom let out bursts of roars, but was unable to control his body and was thrown diagonally to an altitude of at least 300 yards from the ground.

With a strange and angry roar, it pulled out a reverse arc in the sky and fell on the sea at least 800 yards away in front, causing a huge splash of water and standing tall, like a bird floating up to take a breath. The whale spouts water.

"Oh, this big green guy suddenly went crazy and wanted to chop me. It really scared me to death."

Blake, who was on the railing on the second floor, screamed in a panicked and artificial tone, wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead, spread his hands and said to the dead deck below:

"You all saw that it was Grom who hit me first, and I just fought back passively. If he accidentally drowns later, you must bear witness to me."

"What kind of evil magic is that of yours?"

The old orc shaman Drektar asked loudly:

"That's not like the magic of a warlock, but more like the power of the wind element. Have you changed your profession to a shaman?"

"It's just an ordinary qi blast, you ignorant shaman."

Blake waved his hands with a Versailles look on his face and said:

"It is an insignificant type of all the high-level magic mastered by the Great Demon Defiler. I just mastered it last night. I am not very skilled yet, but it is really useful for dealing with brainless warriors.

I warn you not to mess with me for the rest of your journey.

This air blast technique can be released in groups. If I am in a bad mood, I can launch all of you into the sky.

The best thing is that the air blast technique does not cause any additional damage to life. As long as you can avoid the fatal injuries caused by falling, we can 'play' it over and over again.

Okay, get ready, we're going sailing. "

The stinky pirate finished the wine in his hand, wiped his mouth happily, pointed to the sea to the north drunkenly, and shouted:

“We have to cross the sea of ​​Stonetalon Mountains, land on the Zoram Coast of Ashenvale, then walk through Ashenvale and Felwood, then pass the evil Ursine Fortress, and finally reach the holy land of the druids.

You are going to the King of the Forest to demand justice, but I am going to enjoy the scenery on this trip. After all, it is also my first time to go to the country of Kaldorei. Maybe I can hook up two elf ladies to go to sea with me. Where are the pirates?

Everyone will have a pleasant journey.

I order, go! "

As Blake waved his hand and shouted, the huge Nagfar flexibly changed its direction on the sea, and then raised its sails without being controlled by anyone.

After leaving the shallow water, the black ghost ship plunged into the sea and quickly disappeared from the sight of the tauren on the coast.

Grom Hellscream, who fell into the water, was dragged back to the deck by the murlocs after drinking a full stomach of cold seawater. He was so angry that he yelled to find Black to fight, but he was beaten by several other orcs. The warlord stopped him firmly.

do not go!

This is on his boat, you can't outplay him!

Blake didn't care about Grom's provocation. Having mastered the air blast technique, he already had absolute initiative in the battle.

He is currently thinking about some evil plans in the quiet captain's cabin. It is great to think without the interruption of idiot Fenner and Little Star.

Those two guys were not interested in the tauren's debt collection operation and the journey to Moonglade. They had already set off to the Macoriel Dragon's Lair in Winterspring Valley last night.

He also pulled in the reluctant Supreme Shield Girl Heya.

Winterspring has the best hot spring in Azeroth, and it is occupied by the blue dragons who have lived there for a long time.

There are their own families there, where the girls need to take care of themselves and wash away their fatigue. They will meet up with the smelly pirates on the coast of Azshara, which is the last stop of Black's Kalimdor tour.

Accompanying him are the panda man Chen and his niece Lili.

Old Brian, who couldn't take any time off, also went there.

It is said that there is a relatively complete ruin of the upper elf preserved in the mountains of Winterspring Valley. The old dwarf plans to go to the ruins to practice his skills before going to Pandaria. He may find other interesting things.

"It's very difficult to get what you want this time."

In the quiet captain's cabin, Xal'atath whispered in Blake's ear:

"If the location Illidan gave you is correct, it means that you have to steal the bottle of water from the Well of Eternity under the watchful eyes of countless druids.

Speaking of which, why did he hide the well water? "

"Do you really think he hid it?"

The pirate shook his head for a while, put down the dwarf pipe in his hand, leaned on the chair, rubbed his forehead and said:

"As far as I know, most of the water from the Well of Eternity that Illidan stole was used on the top of Mount Hyjal to serve as a sacred pool for the roots of Nordrassil, the world tree, to provide nutrients for the world tree.

The remaining half was stolen by the cunning Dath'Remar Sunstrider when he was imprisoned by the Watch, and used to build the Sunwell in Quel'Thalas.

Illidan may still have water from the Well of Eternity, but the amount is definitely not as much as he said.

I now doubt that the water from the Eternal Well hidden in Moonglade was not stolen by Illidan at all."

Blake opened his eyes in the darkness and whispered:

"I stole it ten thousand years ago and put it there. Illidan just sent a message to me.

To be honest, Xal'atath, I have a wonderful hunch that I should have hid more than a few bottles of Eternal Well water ten thousand years ago.

I'm probably hiding something else.

That's my 'treasure' left to myself.

But the problem now is that I don't know where to get them. It's as embarrassing as holding a Goblin Gold Card with hundreds of millions of gold coins but can't remember the password. "

"Don't think too much, little master."

Xal'atath advised:

“With the way you behaved, if you did leave something behind 10,000 years ago, you would certainly have left messages for yourself in various ways.

But so far, you have only received news about the water from the Well of Eternity from Illidan, so I have reason to suspect that you have no intention of interfering with the future in the past.

Even if you do leave something behind, it's definitely not as much as you think.

If you think about it carefully, even if you really leave a pile of treasures behind, what use would it be to you now? "

"Does it count to make me feel good?"

Blake grinned, touched his cheek and said:

"I am such an interesting person, I can definitely try my best to please myself. Maybe there will be surprises prepared for me when I go to Moonlight Grove this time?

Well, I am really looking forward to it more and more. "