Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1134 230. Yacorok’s wisdom in life is only two words.

"Contact Anares and ask her to return to Suramar as soon as possible and confirm with Lilith Yuejun about Elisande's recent movements.

Pay special attention to the connection between Suramar and the Nagas.

I want to confirm as soon as possible whether Elisande has rejected Azshara's call. "

Blake returned to the Nagfar and immediately gave his first mate new tasks. Sephiel nodded and heard Blake complain again:

"By the way, send a few people to Suramar to see what's going on with the Uncrowned One over there? Why was such important news not sent back to the headquarters as soon as possible, and why did I have to find out from the talkative and vicious Naga.

If they get tired, send them all to dig sand in Silithus!

Let them re-sharpen their will in the desert. "

"Well."

Sephiel hesitated and whispered:

"The branches of the Uncrowned are all over Suramar. This situation has not been the case for a day or two. The Sha'dorei have been tortured by magic addiction for too long. They rely too much on magic wine. They are all senior drunkards.

I don't think this is a problem that can be solved by sending those Nightborne assassins to the desert.

To be honest, I don’t even think it’s their fault.

For a group of guys with serious addictions, it is already impressive that they can maintain their system without being wiped out by Elisande. "

"Well, you're right."

The pirate shook his head and said:

"Perhaps I have too high demands on them? Forget it, let them confirm the news first. Only when the Tree of Akandor grows can these miserable guys be truly saved.

Tell me about those sea giants, Nagfar told me, they blocked our ship asking for holy objects? "

"Well, they should refer to the Tide Stone."

The first mate accompanied the pirate captain onto the deck and said to Blake:

“I had some conversations with the Sea Giant envoys, and they said that in recent decades, the Nagas’ activities in the local area have become more and more rampant, and many of the Sea Giants’ territories have been occupied by Nagas.

They cannot even move freely in the coral sea and can only migrate to the storm sea.

It is said that the Nagas also sent a terrible beast from the deep sea, which used deadly poison to harm the sea giant's demigod, forcing him to abandon the sea giant's temple on the coast of Azshara.

They were bullied miserably by the Nagas, probably because we attacked the Nagas, and these big guys had a pretty good attitude towards us. "

"But they want my Tidestone."

Blake curled his lips and said:

"The Nagas are not so hateful. These sea giants are really savage. If it weren't for my good temper, I would definitely beat them up with the Nagas today."

"Are you good-tempered?"

Sephiel's face dropped and he complained in a low voice:

"You have the nerve to say this? Who started a war against Naga because of a few barrels of wine?"

"Shh, be serious!"

Blake reached out and slapped Sephiel's butt hard and said:

"Didn't you see the sea giant's messenger just ahead?"

"whispering sound"

The first auxiliary dragon, with a blushing face, held his buttocks and took a few steps back, disappearing into the cabin. The next second, Xal'atas whispered in Black's ear:

"I'm really curious, how do you two get along? You have such a close relationship, why does Sephiel still blush every time you tease her? Does she have any special constitution?

Is this why you like her so much?

Actually, I can do it too."

"You can not."

Blake said in his heart:

"This shy girlish attitude is not suitable for you. To be honest, it's better for you to continue to follow your dark royal sister route. You must maintain your own style so that you can capture the hearts of men. Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand very well."

Xal'atath did not refute, she said in a long voice:

"Then when will you find me another piece of clothing? Although I don't hate this kind of 'spiritual love' between us, you know, I also want to feel your heat and warmth occasionally.

How about you find me some natural demigod flesh and blood, and I can 'create' a body for myself? "

"talk about it later."

Blake promptly ended the increasingly bizarre conversation.

He coughed, adjusted his clothes, and walked towards the end of the deck. On the sea shrouded in thick and cold sea fog, a blue-skinned sea giant was standing on the sea.

As Sephiel said, it is shorter than the average sea giant.

But there is no shortage of ethnic styles, such as the large rudder decorated around the waist, the "shipwreck shoulder pads" worn on the body, and the rugged skin covered with blue scales.

As well as the iconic big face plate, green hair and beard dotted with starfish.

The difference between this sea giant and other sea giants is that it does not hold a huge coral war hammer in its hand, but wears a surprisingly large black clam shell around its waist.

Just like a shield.

When he saw the closed clam shell and a ray of golden light emanating from it, the pirate blinked his eyes immediately. Even if he didn't throw the scout in front of the short sea giant in front of him, he already knew about this so-called "messenger" "identity of.

Blake took a few steps forward and stood on the bow of the ghost ship. He bowed forward in style and saluted, and also made the salute gesture of the water elemental army.

The smelly pirate said in a long voice:

"Ah, the great sea giant god, the 'Wave Treader' Yakorok who condenses the wisdom of thousands of oceans! What kind of wind blew a big man like you onto my ship?

What kind of reason would allow a powerful demigod to disguise himself as such a short man to test my sincerity?

Wasn't the war I started in the ruins of Azshara enough to prove my loyalty to my sea giant friends? "

After his identity was revealed, the short sea giant "Messenger" suddenly widened his eyes. He stretched out his hand to stroke the black clam shell around his waist, and stared at the pretentious pirate in front of him with a strange look.

After a few seconds of silence, the little giant spoke:

"First of all, we are not friends.

Secondly, I am not qualified to ask the servants of the moon god to devote their loyalty to me.

Finally, I am not here to test you, but I feel the breath of the holy object.

My kids and I are different.

I don't focus on the war with Naga. I know that we can't fight the Queen of the Deep Sea without help. "

The sea giant's demigod glanced at the foggy sea, shook his head and said:

"Seizing the ruins of Azshara and taking back our land will not change this desperate balance of power between ourselves and the enemy. You may be able to bring us a victory.

But we may have to respond to your 'goodwill' at the cost of annihilating the entire race.

You didn't start the war to help us, 'Pirate Prophet' Black Shaw, you just wanted to tie me and my children to your battleship.

You started the conflict.

If we don't work with you, we'll have to bear Azshara's wrath alone.

You are indeed as cunning and vicious as the rumors say.

I cannot understand why Lady Elune would choose you as her third spokesperson. "

"As expected, you are as full of wisdom as the legend says, and you are the demigod of the sea giant."

Blake pouted and said:

"But your wisdom seems to be sharp. This is not good. My friend, you should not expose other people's conspiracy so straightforwardly when they first meet.

This will make me hate you. "

"Buzz"

When Blake finished speaking, a portal opened accurately on the deck of the Nagfar, and Prince Farodis, wearing the robe of an elf caster, hurried onto the deck.

He immediately saw the sea giant standing in front of Blake. The magical prince of elves narrowed his eyes and said to Blake:

"Is this Y'akorok? The last blood descendant left in Azeroth by Golgonneth the Howler?"

"Well, he is."

Blake nodded and said:

"The lucky ones who inherited the Titan bloodline, or the unfortunate ones, our Lord Yakorok could have been stronger, but unfortunately his incompetent ancestors lost the holy objects given to the sea giants by the Titans, which caused his power to continue to decline. weak.

But when it comes to who knows the most about the Tide Stone in this world, it must be him.

Before the Tidestone fell into the hands of treasure hunters from the Elf Empire, the sacred object had been kept by his ancestors.

He is the man you are looking for, my dear Faroldis.

He may be able to help you lift the vicious curse on your clan, but it seems that he is not very willing to help. He was just complaining about the war that I brought destruction to his clan.

Not grateful at all. "

"Yeah?"

The magical prince of the elves drew out his flaming staff, coughed, and said to Black:

"Then let me 'talk' to him."

This murderous behavior immediately alerted the sea giant's demigod. He took off the black clam shell from his waist, and waves of torrents surged around him.

But Faroldis was undaunted.

This magical prince from Azsuna is full of determination to free his subjects from the curse. Now that he has finally found the key person, how can he let Yacorok remain silent?

Faroldis, who has always been elegant and well-mannered, no longer cares about the feelings of the sea giant demigod. He must get a way to lift Azshara's curse today!

Even if it requires violence that he dislikes very much to obtain it.

"Hey, no, don't fight, don't be so aggressive."

Black stood hypocritically between Farodis and Yacorok. He raised his hand to prevent the conflict between the two from deepening. He glanced at the sea giant demigod and said:

"Dear demigod, my friend is not usually so violent, he is just looking for a hope that only you can give him.

Let's put aside the war with the Nagas and discuss the issue of salvation.

I think a benevolent demigod like you wouldn’t reject us, right? "

As he spoke, under the arrangement of the First Parasaurus, several mechanical gnomes also pushed the Tide Stone to the deck with carts. Ms. Magatha Grimtotem, who had just been appointed as the "Tide Stone Controller", followed closely. A tight guard stands next to the sacred object.

The black cow stared at the sea giant on the bow of the ship with a look of hatred. Although the two had never crossed paths, Magatha believed that this guy was trying to take away the "power" she had just obtained.

Damn it!

Not even an hour after she got the Tide Stone, and the freshness and desire to explore in her heart were not yet satisfied, she encountered a bastard demigod who came to snatch the treasure.

Is life on this endless sea so exciting?

Magatha grabbed his black stone staff and touched the surface of the buzzing Tide Stone with his other hand, letting the blue energy wrap around his fingers and wrist.

She can feel that this holy object is giving her strength!

Holding it gives you the powerful feeling of controlling the sea.

Even if there is a sea giant demigod in front of her, she will never give up so easily! Anyone who wants to take the Tide Stone must step over her body first!

This is the hope for the tauren to rise on the sea.

"The sacred object of our clan! A gift from Lord Gorgonas, the power of the gods!"

The moment the Tide Stone was delivered to the deck, the sea giant's demigod Yacorok immediately gave up the confrontation with Prince Faroldis. His pair of huge bull's eyes stared at the dwarf placed on the deck. Broken boulders on cart.

The call originating from his bloodline made the sea giant demigod breathe heavily, and even felt a strong desire for possession.

He had the urge to release the power of the ocean now, destroy the ship and everyone in front of him, and bring the sacred objects back to the long-lost temple of Akolan to reunite the confused and savage sea giants.

But after seeing the huge Gazrilla slowly emerging from the mist, the black cow on the deck glaring at him, the indifferent Prince Faroldis, and the legend who maintained a smile and was playing with the bone dice in his hand. This urge from the bottom of my heart quickly cooled down when the great pirate Black Shaw was revealed.

The sea giant has been lonely and divided for tens of thousands of years, and he is just a low-level god.

It was difficult to maintain the rank of demigod amid the constant decline in power. The racial priesthood he was given for commanding the sea giant race was on the verge of being broken.

He is very weak.

There was no way he could be a match for these wolf-like guys on the ghost ship in front of him.

If you want to get the sacred object back, you have to find another way.

"The broken sacred objects are just like the fate of the sea giant family. This may be the roarer's punishment and warning to the unscrupulous descendants."

Yakorok sighed.

The demigod of the sea giant sat cross-legged on the side of the Nagfar ship. He looked at the radiant Tide Stone with a lost expression. In a deep voice, he said:

"I am willing to help you remove the curse of the holy object. My children and I are also willing to be your friends. We are willing to fight for your wars and your desires.

We will comply with all your requests.

You hold something we must get, not just the relic, but the sea giant's bleak future. "

The demigod of the ocean stroked the black clam shell in his hand and said to the pirate:

"I will be loyal to you, Black Shaw, but my loyalty must be rewarded! I do not expect to get back all the Tidestones. We lost them and we are unworthy of our mission and blood.

But you have to give me at least one piece of it.

In this way, I can rekindle the ocean fire of the Temple of Akolan.

In this way, I can re-spread the faith of the Howler among the people who have been ignorant due to division. "

"ha?"

Blake's eyes widened and he complained about this rude and excessive request:

"If I give you a piece, won't my Tide Stone never be complete? Hey, the allegiance of you sea giants is not that valuable."

"No! No, no, it won't lose its power just because it's missing."

Yacorok looked at the Tide Stone and said in a deep voice:

"As the last symbol of the Howler left in Azeroth, it is not as fragile as you think. You may think that you have mastered the power of the divine thing.

But I want to tell you, the way you use it is completely wrong and contemptible.

You are like a beast holding a war spear. You only know how to use the war spear to poke the enemy and are completely unable to show the true power of the weapon in the hands of warriors.

I would love to share this sacred knowledge with you

Since you've declared war on Azshara, I think you'll need it. "