Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake gave the order, and Brian and Zhou Zhuo, who were admiring the starlight dragon Eragon, were carried out of the laboratory one by one by the bear warrior.

The two anxious guys screamed and cursed and swore that they would never touch anything, but their oaths in this regard were as good as wipes.

Their minds may be able to control their eager hearts, but their hands clearly have their own ideas.

As the mechanical gnomes began to clear the area, a group of research forces headed by Prince Erazmin appeared, and Captain Trixie, who had been active on Mechagon Island recently, was also summoned.

She also had good news for Blake.

"The main construction progress of your aerospace battleship has reached 70%. Now my laboratory in Mechagon is working hard to transform our engines to adapt to their efficiency and propulsion speed when flying at high altitudes."

The mechanical dwarf pirate captain, chewing crude oil-flavored gum, proudly waved his newly modified prosthetic body and reported to his boss:

"According to your request, we designed two propulsion modes, technology and magic, for the 'Flying Pirate Man' battleship to ensure that it can complete combat missions excellently under any circumstances.

There is nothing to say in terms of technology. Mechagon Island’s technology accumulation is completely sufficient.

But we are unfamiliar with magic. "

Trixie pushed up the hardcore wasteland-style pirate hat she welded herself with scrap metal, and said to Blake:

"You have to ask your mages to take action on this."

"That's not urgent."

Blake held the wine bottle and said in a reserved tone:

"The sky is not our domain yet. The monarch of the sky is not friendly to us now. We need to kill it before we can set foot in the sky, so you can design and build it slowly. I am not in a hurry.

What about weapons systems?

Are the cool and dazzling black technologies I need installed? "

"have!"

Trixie patted her chest and said confidently:

"Three large-caliber flesh-purification cannons, twenty-four sets of high-energy laser emission matrices, and countless missile nests. We also designed several high-altitude torpedo launch tubes.

That thing is so exciting!

The target ship used in the previous test was about to sink with just one shot. The huge double deck could park two bomber flight formations at one time.

We have also used all the construction shares in recent months to build small-sized aircraft, and now we have assembled a cruise formation.

It is a fleet of destruction in its own right, my captain, and it was created for the sole purpose of sowing death! "

"Cool! That's what I want."

Blake gave a thumbs up with satisfaction, but soon his face dropped, he looked at Trixie, and said in a long voice:

"Generally speaking, when reports on such large projects say good things, it's time to talk about bad things. The fact that you brought me such good news shows that the troubles you encountered are also amazing.

Tell me, what do you need? "

"Money, my boss."

Trixie doesn't mince words either.

This captain, who was born in a mechanical gang, was born with a ruthless attitude. She spat to the side, spit out the chewing gum in her mouth, spread her hands and said to Blake:

"The money has run out. If you don't allocate funds, the construction progress will stop.

We mechanical gnomes are grateful for your help and are willing to work overtime 24 hours a day for free. It is nothing more than consuming more chips and spare prosthetics.

But Gnomeregan and the Goblin Consortium won't ship to us without money. Only they can produce many of the raw materials we need.

It's okay to say that the dwarfs can be dispatched with some advanced technology.

But the goblins are very greedy. They discovered our large-scale demand for materials and began to take advantage of the opportunity to increase prices. "

"I have given you 30% of Tol Barad's tax last year!"

Blake said with a headache:

"My mother won't give it to me if I ask for more money. She thinks it's not worth spending more money on a ship. I can't convince her, after all, she is the governor.

If this keeps up, I'm going to have to pay out of pocket.

I hate this consumption.

You just said that Goblin raised the price for us? Which goblin has increased its price? "

"Everyone except the Steamwheedle Consortium has gone up."

Trixie said helplessly:

"Those profiteers have calculated that only they can make those industrial standard parts, and they are targeting us."

"It's really embarrassing for them!"

Blake gritted his teeth, narrowed his eyes, and said:

"Don't worry. I'll talk to a few 'friends' about this. Maybe in a few days, those goblins will take the initiative to lower the price."

"you sure?"

The mechanical gnome said suspiciously:

"If you ask the goblins to take the initiative to lower prices and give up profits, it will cost them their lives."

“Either they lower the price or die!”

Blake snorted and said:

"I didn't do everything right, right? It's better to make less money than to have people and factories bombed to death for no reason, right?"

"We can't do this ourselves."

Trixie reminded:

"This can easily ruin our reputation. I know you don't care, boss, but our Mechagon only has such a big place, and we will have to buy materials from them in the future."

"Of course I won't do it myself, I'm not stupid."

The pirate rolled his eyes and turned to look at Mrs. Guo Ya who had been listening in front of Trixie. Before he could speak, Mrs. Guo Ya smiled and asked softly:

"It seems that Mr. Black's business is in trouble. The Yulian Gang is willing to help. You just need to tell us the strongholds of the 'goblins' and provide some round-trip support.

We are happy to deal with those greedy guys for our partners. Taking advantage of the situation is not the right attitude to do business. Such bad-hearted businessmen who compete maliciously need to be cleaned up. "

"Oh, madam, if you were a human or an elf, I would definitely marry such a considerate and gentle woman like you into my home. She is truly a perfect wife."

Black laughed and winked at Trixie. The mechanical gnome captain understood immediately, waved his hand and took out a map of the South China Sea and began to write and draw on it.

Mark out the locations of the goblin merchants who maliciously raised prices, and also mark out the residences of several stinking goblins who had been rude to me before.

This is called keeping both public and private affairs in check.

In this warm and friendly exchange, time passed by minute by second. The mechanical gnomes said that it would take six hours to take over the control system of this ancient hall, but it turned out that these little men were amazingly talented in this area.

It only took them more than four hours to break through the data defense of the Nalaksha Engine. Of course, this was also because no one had maintained and updated the system of this Titan treasure house for thousands of years.

With a low roar, the starlight dragon Eragon, who was hovering and guarding in the center of Nalak'sha's engine, was turned off the attack command.

Amidst the cheers of the mechanical gnomes, the astonishingly beautiful Starlight Dragon slowly flew away from the main body of the engine and coiled up at the other end of the hall. The three little stars jumped over in cheers and began to touch the stunningly beautiful starlight dragon up and down. creature.

However, the pirates did not pay attention to the Starlight Dragon. Instead, they said to Sunkeeper Talim who had been guarding the Titan engine:

"I promised you before that I would help you lift the weakening curse of flesh and blood. Now it's time for the promise to be fulfilled. Stand up, my friends.

With just a little bit of painful encouragement, you can return to your original and purest powerful posture. "

These words stunned the Tovir for a moment.

He took off his majestic jackal head mask, revealing a big cat's furry face, and said in a shocked tone:

"Is it really possible?"

"Of course, the Mogu used the power of this creation engine to reverse the curse of flesh and blood. Now you can also return to the myth.

This is my gift to my Tol'vir friends. "

Blake turned to the mechanical dwarf prince at his feet and said:

"Can the flesh and blood purification process be started?"

"Yes! The energy is complete, and the Titan engine is in excellent condition. The Mogu people's process of reversing the curse of flesh and blood is also perfect. We only need to copy it once."

The mechanical dwarf prince banged a few buttons in front of the Titan console, and the energy frequency that was constantly overflowing from the huge energy well in front of him suddenly changed from gentle to agitated.

But he also reminded:

"The records in the database show that this process of flesh and blood reversal is very painful, and only the most powerful warriors can endure it. However, this engine has a complete soul overload program.

Its reversal is controllable!

Even if it fails, the soul will not be hurt. This is much 'gentler' than our unstable mechanical origin bomb. "

"Is it so smart and advanced?"

Blake blinked and sighed. He looked at the powerful warriors of Tovir again. Sunkeeper Talim was obviously hesitant, but he did not hesitate for long.

He turned around and said a few words to his companions, then flapped his wings and landed in the energy well of Nalaksha's engine.

He said to Blake:

“As a warrior of Tovir, I have been following the footsteps of gods all my life. If this place can make my body pure to its original appearance in the mythical age, then I am willing to endure all the pain.

These are the offerings of the gods.

Come on, Lord Black, let's begin. In the name of God, let me become pure! "

"Well, Sir Captain, before I start the human transformation experiment, it is best to conduct preliminary experiments with secondary life forms."

Prince Erazmin whispered:

"It seems a bit contemptuous of the value of life to use fresh life at the beginning."

"That's what you don't understand, my dear prince."

Black snorted, gave Sunkeeper Talim a thumbs up, and then said to the Mechanical Prince:

"The Tol'vir are the life forms closest to the original appearance of Titan creation among all races. If they cannot reverse the Curse of Flesh through the Nalak'sha Engine, then no one except the mogu can really use it.

Listen to me, if you still insist on the ideal of bringing the whole world back to the ancient and pure mythical age, it is time to start this great work now.

I said, start! "

The Mechanical Prince hesitated for a moment. He glanced at the Tolvir warrior and emphasized:

"If he couldn't take it, I would terminate the process immediately."

"up to you."

Blake took a step back and said:

"But I don't think the Chosen Ones like the Tol'vir would give up this opportunity to return to purity. Their outlook on life is different from ours, Erazmin.

Just like you mechanical gnomes who can give up everything for the sake of science, the Tol'vir people's belief in and following the gods is their racial characteristic.

You can call it ignorance, that is your freedom.

But you cannot question their choice because of this. That is not the truth that science has taught you. Science is just a principle leading to the truth, not an absolute path.

At least that's how it is in this magical world. "

"What you said makes sense, Captain. I almost believed it."

Prince Erazmin snorted. He put his hand on the Titan console and began to increase the output energy. A ball of starlight poured out from the energy well, filling Talim's flesh and blood almost instantly.

Those starlight appearances "transparent" flesh and blood, instantly shaping the Sunkeeper into an "astral creature."

Then the reversal of flesh and blood began, and the Tolvir warrior felt his flesh and blood "melting" in an instant. The terrible pain made him roar in agony.

This roar startled the mechanical prince, and he was about to interrupt the reversal, but at the moment he raised his hand, the big cat's cry came from the starlight:

"No! Don't stop! Don't stop! This is a test from the gods, and I feel His presence! He is here! He has been here! The Tol'vir were also born here!

I saw!

do not stop!

Intensify!

I can bear it! ah! "

"You heard me."

Black put his hand on Prince Erazmin's shoulder and said:

"This is his choice, continue to transform! I believe Talim will not let us down."

The mechanical prince gritted his teeth and raised the energy output to a higher stage. Talim instantly collapsed in the scorching starlight, and he couldn't even scream.

Fortunately, the Titan Engine's curse was reversed very quickly, and after just a few seconds, the scorching starlight dimmed.

As the last ray of light dissipated, a strange creature appeared in the energy well in front of everyone, with huge wings made of obsidian-like rock folded together to cover his body.

While waiting for his strength to recover, he climbed up bit by bit with difficulty.

The whole process was filled with the harsh sound of rocks colliding and peeling off. At the moment when the huge and heavy wings were folded and retracted, a pair of sharp stone claws stepped on the ground, causing the laboratory to shake slightly.

Talim raised his head. His body, which was originally made of flesh and blood, had completely returned to the purest state of rock. The expression on his face was still lifelike, but it no longer had the fragility of flesh and blood.

His rock-shaped body still retains the strange lines shaped by the Titans, allowing him to light up with light as warm as the sun as he walks.

This is the power given to the Tol'vir by their god.

His body was at least five times heavier, but his strength was also increased several times due to the return of purity. This made it difficult for him to control the surge in strength for a while. After taking a few steps, he dug a small hole in the ground with his claws. .

If he was given some more time, maybe he could dig out an explosion crater in place.

"Messenger of the gods!"

Several Tolvirs who were watching knelt down in front of Talim in excitement, thinking that they had witnessed a miracle with their own eyes.

Talim twisted his majestic obsidian head and looked around. His eyes were shaped like the most beautiful sapphires, and there were still emotions flowing in them.

He reached out and took the sun warhammer handed over by his tribe, held it high, and announced loudly:

"The Engine of Nalak'sha belongs to the gods! The tol'vir will guard it forever for the great Master Raiden!"

"Papa pa pa"

In the silence, only the pirate raised his hands and clapped. He looked at the Tovir warrior's new powerful posture with great admiration. He whispered to the mechanical prince beside him:

"Do you know what this scene before you means?"

Prince Erazmin did not answer immediately. He just carefully looked at Talim, who had returned to purity without any sequelae. He whispered:

"This means that the key to the age of myth has fallen into our hands. As long as you are willing, humans, dwarves, gnomes, and all Titan creations in the world can regain their lost power.

This means that Azeroth will return to the mythical age of peak power.

certainly.

This all requires your permission. "