Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 399 108. Knowledge is priceless, but the owner of knowledge always has a price

Demon hunters are a bunch of miserable people.

They are all losers who lost everything in the ancient war. Each of them has experienced the shame of wanting revenge but being unable to do anything in the face of the demon army.

It was Illidan who brought them together.

It was that wild man who gave them a reason to live and the power of revenge.

The pirates once wondered, how did Illidan make these demon hunters so loyal?

The reason is actually very simple. In layman’s terms, it is:

The demon turned them into ghosts, and Illidan brought them back to earth.

Brother Dan is very reliable in his work, and there is no gender discrimination. There are both male and female demon hunters, and female demon hunters are generally better at fighting.

They are all a group of real ladies.

For example, right now, the demon hunter Maris Demonic Disaster, who had two slap marks on his face, was wearing a Nightborne-style robe and a hood to hide his messy cheeks.

He'd been beaten up by Elisana and was now wandering aimlessly through the streets of Suramar.

Of course, as a mature demon hunter, Marius, and since Altruis had previously explained to him the reasons for his decision, he was not an unreasonable person.

The reason why the "scolding and quarrel" happened was naturally arranged.

The gathering of a group of extremely united demon hunters would make the Archmage uneasy. If they had some friction, it would make Elisande relax her guard.

This little trick may not be able to hide from the Grand Magister, but there is no harm in doing it.

It can also test the authenticity of the Grand Magister's so-called "free movement" promise.

Facts have proved that Elisande is indeed a person who does big things. She is true to her word and no longer restricts the activities of the demon hunters in Suramar.

Maris Demon Calamity left the Night Fortress easily, and he was "touring" the city in his own way.

His hometown.

He was born here 10,000 years ago. He is very familiar with this place. Although he can't see it with his eyes, the scenery here will appear in his heart every time he goes.

The city seems to have been frozen in time for 10,000 years, and nothing has changed.

Except for the people around me who are tortured by addiction.

"Hey, that blind man over there! Come here and help."

Just when Maris wandered into the civilian area of ​​Yongyue, intending to see if his home was still there, he walked around a dark alley and suddenly heard a call.

This made him feel a little angry.

This city is so unfriendly!

Will you be called blind if you wear a blindfold? What kind of bastard logic is this? Although his eyes were burned by evil energy, his perception is sharper than most people. He can... huh?

Something's wrong!

The inner demon in his body is ready to stir up, and there is a smell of evil energy around here!

It's subtle, but it's real.

"Are you not only blind, but also deaf? I want you to come and help."

That annoying voice sounded again. Maris turned his head and twitched his nose.

The evil energy comes from the alley. He walked forward quickly and put his hands beside him. The war blade in the magic bag would be taken out in the next moment.

On the cheeks covered by his hood, there was also a hint of a hunter's ferocious smile.

"You laugh so horribly, be careful not to scare the children, you bastard!"

The voice sounded for the third time. When Maris approached, something was thrown over and he caught it in his hand.

A dagger-like dagger, made of magic steel, with a green evil crystal inlaid on the blade. It was sharp and had a smell that was very familiar to Maris.

"Lord Illidan's weapon? This dagger is unmistakable."

He was shocked.

When his senses dispersed, he felt that there was a child of the night sitting on the box in front of him, but there was obviously magic disguised on him. The latter was crossing his legs, lowering his head, holding a dwarf pipe in his mouth, and puffing away smoke.

"From the look of you, you are a new demon hunter recruit, right?"

Black blew out a smoke ring and looked at the hooded elf in front of him with the Eye of Kilrogg. He said:

"I want to convey a message to you from Illidan Stormrage. Can you make the decision? If you can't make the decision, find someone who can make the decision.

Tonight at midnight, I will wait for him at the Port of Astava. I will only wait for thirty minutes and will not wait until the expiration date.

Also, find someone stronger.

Don't stretch your hips like you do.

How dare you wander around with three 'tails' following behind you, you're so mean-spirited. "

After speaking, the pirate did not hesitate, stood up and jumped into the shadows, disappearing in front of Maris, without even asking for the fragments of Azzinoth he had thrown away.

As for Marius Demon Calamity.

He'll be a little dazed now.

He must have known about the monitor following him.

But the problem was that he only found two people hiding in the crowd. The guy who suddenly disappeared in front of him told him that three people were watching him.

Either this guy is bluffing.

Either they, the weak demon hunters, underestimated Elisande's control over the city.

As a demon hunter, he tends to think the worst.

Maris Demon Calamity quietly hid the dagger in his hand, covering its aura with his own evil energy fluctuations, then stretched out, picked up the magic wine at his feet from the dark alley, and headed to the other side Walked over.

The truth was as if he was helping me. I put the box of wine on the gondola on the opposite side of the city's waterway, then changed direction and continued wandering. I also tasted pastries from my childhood in a store I remembered.

The smell in his memory still made the demon hunter want to cry with happiness.

In the end, like a backpacker, I returned to the Dark Night Fortress with a box of pastries for my companions.

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At midnight, the port of Astava is being rebuilt.

Some Sons of the Night workers recruited from civilians set up a camp here, making the port a little noisy at night. Some city guards also gathered there to enjoy the autumn breeze and drink the magic wine specially allocated to the workers.

There are so many people gathering here, so naturally there is a mix of good and bad.

Delin, the leader of the gondola boat girls, will be driving his own boat and slowly rocking the oars. There is a night elf sitting on the boat, as if he is touring the city.

Delin was careful.

She was afraid that the "Master Assassin" behind her would be discovered by the big shots in the city.

But Blake behaved very leisurely. He blocked his breath, and had the special effect of the Watcher's cloak to reduce his presence. There was no way to spot him unless he got close.

"Didn't you see the guests waving over there?"

The pirate held a fishing rod in his hand and said to the boat girl next to him:

"You are not qualified as a 'taxi driver'. If you don't go there, be careful of people complaining that you refuse to take the taxi."

"I"

Delin, who has a cheerful personality, heard the pirates questioning her professionalism and immediately wanted to explain that she was worried about being discovered by others.

But immediately I heard Blake's voice saying:

"Don't be afraid, it's all agreed in advance."

Delin felt relieved now.

He shook the oars to bring this elegant leaf-shaped boat with a magic lamp on the bow to the shore, and boarded the guest who was wearing the robes of the Children of the Night, but was obviously a Kaldorei elf, and also wore a black cloth eye patch.

"Well, you should be a master."

The pirate holding the fishing rod said to the new passenger sitting next to him:

"Much better than that rookie at noon. No one is following you."

"It's very simple. Clearing traces is the basic skill of a hunter. Maris can do it too. The reason why he didn't do it is because I told him to."

"The Sufferer" Alturis replied in Thalassian with a slight accent, then took off the fragment of Azzinoth from the waist of his robe and gave it back to the pirate.

He said:

"What message does Lord Illidan want you to convey to us?"

"Can't you guess it? Commander Altruis."

Black knew the identity of the Kaldorei elf in front of him without even having to do any reconnaissance.

There's no way, I'm so impressed with this guy in the game.

This guy not only releases a series of difficult elite missions, but also chooses to "betray" Illidan in subsequent versions. Of course, this betrayal is not worth it in terms of loyalty.

He just had some ideological conflicts with Illidan, but his loyalty to the Illidari never changed.

The pirate revealed Altruis' identity, and the latter was not surprised. Foreigners who can be trusted by Lord Illidan should have the minimum ability.

He pursed his lips and said briefly:

"You want us to stay in Suramar with peace of mind?"

"Well, it's more than that."

Blake caught a fish. He whistled, threw the fish into the fish basket at hand, and said:

"He wants you to assist Elisande in accomplishing what she wants to do. Illidan Stormrage is currently engaged in something that requires covert operations, and he will call upon you at some point in the future.

And I was his partner.

When the time comes to assemble, I will be responsible for sending you to Him. I guess Elisande is asking you to help her train the demon hunters of Suramar? "

"It's more than that."

The sufferer sighed and said:

"She wants us to fight for her and go to a place called Ere'Thalas, where she said she can find a way to make us strong again. Do you think we should believe her?

Mr. Messenger. "

"Don't be so harsh, just call me Black."

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Go, why don't you go? I have heard about what happened in Elrethalas. It is indeed a good place for you.

But what I'm more curious about now is, has the Grand Mage found any way to make her subjects who are not determined to complete the terrible trial of the demon hunter?

She should know that it is easy to get started as a demon hunter, but it is very scary to go deep into the power. If one fails, Suramar will become the headquarters of the Burning Legion in Azeroth. "

"That's not our concern."

Ottolis shook his head and said calmly:

"This cursed path was chosen by Elisande for their people, and she will bear the consequences. If it really attracts demons, we will be very happy.

After all, a hunter without a target is nothing

What I want to know now is what happened in the city of Ere'Thalas? Elisande is sure that we will be very motivated to help her, so I guess there must be something related to demons there? "

"I know you all admire him, but please, don't imitate what he says. I've heard it so many times that I'm almost sick of hearing it."

The pirate grinned and remained silent for a few seconds before saying:

"Suramar and Elre'Thalas are both remaining upper elf cities, and both are inhabited by a group of elves who cannot survive without magic.

Suramar was lucky enough to find a Titan artifact and create the Night Well, which provided them with magic power for ten thousand years.

But Eresalas was not so lucky.

Those Sindra elves worked really hard to survive. Their efforts made me, a cold-blooded pirate, sigh.

Unfortunately, under the pressure of survival, they used less appropriate methods.

That city is about the same size as Suramar. Suramar now has millions of elves, but over there in Elrethalas, there are already five to six million.

There are not only demons there.

There are scarier and more terrifying things, and of course there are tons of treasures!

Elisande certainly didn't send you there for a good deed.

She needs those Sindra elves to serve her, and she also needs those powerful artifacts, which are necessary for the rise of Shal'dorei she will later achieve.

Speaking of which, let’s make a deal? "

The pirate snapped his fingers and said to Altruis:

"Many of Syndra's treasures cannot be transported through the portal. If Elisande wants to bring them back to Suramar, they must take the sea route.

As her vanguard, you have first-hand information.

I don't want more.

Just give me a ship's course once in a while.

My incompetent and useless subordinates will take care of the rest. Send the information to civilian areas and just find a garbage dump and throw it in it. "

"Um."

Ottolis nodded, stood up and was about to leave.

He has received the message from Lord Illidan, and his mind has settled down. The next thing to do is to carry out the task. He had no intention of communicating more with the foreign envoy in front of him.

Demon hunters almost always have such a withdrawn temperament.

"Don't leave in a hurry yet."

As soon as he got up, he was pulled back to the ship by the pirates. Black said to Oturis:

"You may not be able to tell, but I am actually a demon hunter fanatic, and I am interested in all your information. The most curious question is about your 'devil transformation'.

I am also a spellcaster and have the curiosity of a spellcaster.

So I want to know, how on earth did you complete the demon transformation?

Is it because of these colorful magic patterns on the body? Or is there any special way that allows you to transform into demons and fight in a short time? "

"What you are asking is knowledge that only the elite demon hunters are qualified to know."

The sufferer "looked" at Black.

He said:

"I can't leak it to you, pirate. You smell of evil energy. Although it's very faint, there is a connection between you and the devil."

"What are you talking about?"

Blake sneered and said:

"The number of hunters who betrayed you during the ancient war and took refuge with demons is small, but not non-existent. The demons should know, they have known it for a long time. Do you want me to list a few names for you?

If you can share your knowledge with Elisande, you can also share it with me.

If I wasn't trustworthy, why did Illidan choose me to deliver the message? Don't think too much, between me and Elisande, who should you believe? This is a very simple question. "

The pirate urged:

"Don't waste your time, tell me, I long for the dark knowledge.

Just as a humble caterpillar can transform into a butterfly, a weak demon hunter can instantly transform into a behemoth exuding destruction and chaos.

I need that knowledge, don't hold it back, tell me everything!

If you ask for reward, I will be happy to give it to you, provided that the knowledge you give me must be worthy of my generosity. "

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