Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"It seems that after we return, we have to ask the dean to immediately start strengthening the spiritual willpower course for Little Xingxing. He is indeed a child raised in a pampered manner, and he cannot bear even such a whisper in the void.

How to do big things in the future? "

Blake shook his head and complained in his mind.

The next moment, Xal'atath's lazy voice whispered in the pirate's ears, and she said:

"That cute and innocent little baby dragon is very weak, weak in every aspect. It's like a blank sheet of paper for you to draw on. You should make good use of this.

With your dark wisdom and just a little 'training', she can become your next loyal servant, willing to sacrifice everything for you.

A powerful dragon can become a powerful tool, and a weak dragon can make a great toy.

Ah, Galakrond's time is long over. "

"This is not something a senior should do to a junior girl. Please stop being so mean."

Blake said calmly:

"Will the concentration of void here affect me?"

"Haha, there is only scraps here, and Yogg-Saron was driven back to his cage before he could show his true power.

It was a shameful waste of a valuable opportunity.

You don't have to worry, my little master. You are now the lackey of the evil god Elune. Where her moonlight is, the weak Old God cannot affect you.

Besides, my loyal servant will also protect you. "

Xal'atath said in a sarcastic and comfortable tone:

“But, it feels very comfortable to be so close to the void.

I have sacrificed a large number of creatures in a similar place, and each of their deaths brings us closer to completely corrupting the world.

Look at these bear men.

Well, they must be delicious. I really envy the Thousand-Throated Demon. It must have had a feast here back then. I have to admit, I was jealous when I saw Yogg-Saron's Nightmare spread all over the place.

And a little proud.

You will never use me so wantonly, which severely limits your abilities, my little master. You just need to give me a chance and I will prove my loyalty to you. "

Blake didn't answer.

After Xal'atath's conversation turned to temptation, he gave up chatting with this young lady, and Xal'atath, who received no response, felt bored.

After a short nasal sound, her voice disappeared into the pirate's ears.

Blake continued to follow the footprints left by the ghost wolf.

With the Watcher's endless hunting talent, there is no need for pirates to actively search for them. The footprints left by Frostclaw are highlighted in his perception.

It's like a road sign in perception, and there are even different-colored warnings in the surrounding dangerous areas.

Pirates are generally familiar with new skills, while flashing forward.

He was still in the mood to complain and said:

"There was a joke before. Illidan Stormrage had been praising Maiev as the best hunter he had ever seen, but the blind man must not have known that he would leave things on the road he walked under the demon's transformation.

But now it seems that Illidan's praise is not unreasonable. No wonder the career introduction says that endless hunting is the core of the Warden career.

With this kind of terrifying hunting ability, the things being targeted can't even think of running away.

Um? "

While gliding all the way down from the upper level to the lower level of the bear's lair, the pirate quickly discovered the traces of his stupid wolf. The guy stayed in a cave on the lower level of Gray Maw Castle.

It seems to have found something interesting there, and it is guarding the door of the cave, waiting for the pirates to appear.

Black glided in the air and approached there, landing next to Frost Claw with a precise flash. The ghost wolf moved its nose and moved its head from side to side, clearly sensing Black coming.

But it was unable to detect the location of the pirates.

"You stupid wolf."

Black took the initiative to emerge from hiding and touched Frostpaw's head.

This time the ghost wolf did not refuse this intimate contact, but if you want it to lick its owner's fingers like a dog, don't even think about it!

It has its own dignity.

"Look what this is?"

The pirate took a few steps into the cave and saw what was inside. In a wooden cage, a severely injured bearman was trapped in a coma.

It's a black bear.

Judging from the Raging Claw amulet hanging around its neck, it should be an Ursoc priest who came from the Raging Claw Temple in Grizzly Hills, and judging from the exquisite claw sheaths on its arms, its status should be high.

How did it get caught here?

The pirate rolled his eyes, then turned back and gestured to Frostclaw. The ghost wolf immediately walked a few steps outside the cave and disappeared in the alternation of reality and reality.

Blake, on the other hand, was half-kneeling on the ground and took out a pack of green "Evil Candy" from his bag.

He had a feeling.

The bear priest in front of him should solve the mystery of the disappearance of the soul beast Arcturus, and perhaps bring him more surprises.

Ten minutes later, a whole pack of candies made by Blake himself, full of vitality, were stuffed into the bear-man's mouth. The life inside these healing stones exploded in the severely injured bear-man's body.

Although there is some evil energy infection mixed in, with the resistance of a strong life like the bear to evil energy, this pollution is not enough to drag the bear in front of him into the abyss of evil energy.

Those vitalities are very useful, just like when a dry sea surface comes into contact with the sea water, the life recovery of the body that has been exhausted is reactivated.

As the pirate watched, the wounds on the black bear-man whose belly had been cut open were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blake had to sigh with emotion at the terrifying advantages of these descendants of wilderness demigods in terms of life force.

The blood of demigods flows in their bodies, allowing them to easily possess super resilience that can compare with high-level warriors of other races. These guys are simply good punching bags that are born to withstand beatings.

The detection technique was also thrown on the bear-man, clarifying its identity:

Name: "Lair Guard" Tul Furyclaw

Race: Werebear/demigod bloodborn

Status: Mortal body (critical)·Recovering from serious injuries·Ursoc's power·Usol's wisdom·Herd leader

Occupation: Level 60 Bear Warrior/Level 60 Druid/Level 3 Divine Warrior

"Good guy, this is still a 'god's choice'!"

The pirate's brows raised.

He rubbed his chin and thought:

"It's Ursoc's chosen warrior. Can a long-dead wilderness demigod continue to give power to his descendants? Speaking of which, I seem to have seen it in a certain quest chain related to Ursoc in the game before.

This is not a nobody. "

"Hey, open your eyes when you wake up!"

The pirate coughed, straightened his tongue, and said to the black bear in the cage in front of him in a strange Ursine language:

"The sound of your breathing is like thunder in my ears. The job of pretending is really not suitable for you bear-men. You should be guarding Ursoc's Lair. Why did you come to Greymaw Keep?"

You were so seriously injured, why didn't those fallen bears kill you? Also, do you know where the local soul beast Arcturis has gone? "

"You speak our language?"

Seeing that his disguise was exposed, the weak bear man stopped pretending at all.

He opened his eyes, revealing a pair of sharp black eyes. Although they were still shining with pain, the animality in those eyes could definitely frighten ordinary people.

It said to the pirate in a puzzled tone:

"It's not surprising that Ursines can speak human language, but where did you learn to speak Ursine language? Your oral structure makes it difficult to produce our roars."

"I can even speak Snake Tongue, which can make ordinary people's vocal cords cripple. This kind of roaring Ursine Tongue isn't too difficult."

Blake smiled, swung the moon blade in his hand, and accurately cut the lock of the wooden cage. He moved his shoulders and said to the bear man in front of him, who was holding his abdomen and getting up with difficulty:

"I also know that your name is Tur Raging Claw and that you are Ursoc's chosen warrior. I even know that your god is in big trouble now, so answer my questions honestly.

Maybe if I'm in a good mood, I'll help you and your god. "

Tur Ragpaw was silent for a few seconds.

It glanced at the broken claw sheaths on both arms, and angrily took off the delicate broken weapon and threw it aside.

But he was shocked to see that the pirate picked up the broken weapons he left behind naturally, like a skilled and qualified scavenger, and threw them into his luggage.

Blake noticed the strange look from the bear man.

But he didn't bother to explain.

Old Garni will definitely like this pair of broken weapons, and only if Old Garni is happy can the pirate's intelligence system, which has just been put on the right track, function normally.

If it weren't for the name issue, Blake really wanted to be a "big scavenger" for Old Garni. With Old Garni's attitude towards his followers, pirates would definitely live a very prosperous life if they followed him.

There's very little downside, except that your ego needs to be thrown in the trash.

"I didn't come here by myself, I was captured by these fallen bear-men."

The black bear leaned against the stone wall of the cave, and with great difficulty cast a rejuvenation spell on himself from the Druid's natural magic system. Green light representing life wrapped around it, restoring its vitality.

Panting again, enduring the pain, he answered the question he just asked to the pirate.

It said in a painful tone:

"I failed to fulfill my sacred mission, I failed to prevent these fallen people from resurrecting our God.

They snatched the sacred object left by Ursoc from the Raging Claw Temple, used the sacred object to connect with the soul of the demigod, and forcibly summoned it from the Emerald Dream.

But these already crazy fallen ones simply did not have enough vitality to reshape the body for the gods. A few days ago, they held a terrible sacrifice in Ursoc's Lair.

They attempt to exchange their own lives for the rebirth of the gods.

But they are infected!

They had long been infected, Ursok came to life, but it also I tried to let it rest, but I was no match for the gods at all, I thought I was dead.

But when I woke up, I found that the group of degenerates had brought me back to this cursed place.

They tried to turn me into one of them. They tried to use my connection with the gods to awaken the gods in evil ways.

As for Arcturus."

The tone of the bearman Tul Raging Claw was even more painful, and he said with strong self-blame:

“I failed to protect it.

It was lured to Greymaw Keep by the Fallen long ago, and was sacrificed as the connection point between the material world and the Emerald Dream in the summoning ritual.

it.

That noble creature has become part of the fallen god. "

"So, what on earth do you bear people do!"

Hearing Tur's answer, the pirate's head began to hurt.

Things have obviously entered a worst-case scenario. Ursoc has indeed been resurrected as Black remembered, and this wrong resurrection was at least twenty years in advance.

Needless to say, this must be another ripple caused by the change of fate.

But Blake did not despair.

Because he knew very well the state of Ursock after being "resurrected". It was not a true resurrection of a demigod, otherwise the pirates would definitely run as far as they could.

That is just a false god, or a god infected by the void.

Ursok was tricked by his unscrupulous descendants.

It has not even woken up yet, and with the special existence form of the soul beast, it only needs to be purified before the void completely corrodes Ursoc's divine evil.

The big horn that was sacrificed could still be saved.

"You just said that the Fallen Ursine kidnapped you here in order to use the connection between you and Ursoc to awaken it?"

After thinking for a few minutes, the pirate looked at the bear warrior in front of him who had regained some strength, and said:

"How are they going to wake it up?"

"There is a tree at the bottom of Greythroat Castle, have you seen it?"

Tur Raging Claw was already at his wits end and looked desperate after being rescued by the pirates. Naturally, he would answer whatever Black asked.

This majestic bear warrior pointed outside the cave and said to the pirates:

"A new tree grew in the ruins of Vordrassil more than ten years ago, but it was corrupted. It was the dark power that polluted this sacred tree, and it appeared thousands of years later.

The fallen ones want to use that tree to make a staff. They attempt to replace life with void and completely transform our god into a dark form.

I won't let them succeed.

I want to destroy that tree. Warrior of mankind, please take the news that Ursoc's spirit is polluted and resurrected, and take it out of Northrend to find the druids of Cenarion.

Only they can end this nightmare for all the bears before everything is irreversible.

Once Ursoc is truly captured by the Void, its terrifying dark power will soon sweep across the entire world. The minions of the Void are trying to create another 'Deathwing'.

We cannot, absolutely cannot let them succeed! "

"Forget it, I have a conflict with the druids. If I go to deliver a message, they might 'plant a tree'. I don't want to become a youthful version of Xavius.

Only one unlucky guy like that comes out every ten thousand years. "

The pirate waved his hand. Under the Death Shadow Mask and under Sargeras' cursed vision, his eyes would be shining brightly.

He said to the desperate Ursine warrior in front of him:

"But it's not just druids who can solve your problems. Well, I think you and I are destined to be together, and you look like you can fight well.

I helped you end Ursok's misfortune. How about you becoming my bodyguard from now on?

Think about it.

I'm treated very well here. Look, this is the Druid set I "borrowed" from three big druids and a group of high-level druids last time.

They are all fine magical creations, and since I can’t use them, I’ll lend them to you. "

Black took out the Flame Blade Sanxu from his bag and placed it with a bang in front of Tuul Raging Claw along with the equipment. He said:

"The sapling below is going to be burned, right? I'll be responsible for burning it, and you help me stop those fallen bears. Then, let's go to Ursoc's Lair together.

Find that poor demigod and end its suffering.

Of course, all this is predicated.”

"do not talk!"

The black bear warrior grabbed the leather armor on the ground, put it on himself, and said in less authentic human language:

"If you can really end Ursoc's pain and help our gods return to rest, let alone a bodyguard. Even if you let me be your slave!"

This knife looks powerful, but I have no use for it.

I have the weapons Ursoc gave me. "

The Raging Claws Ursine raised its claws, and under Black's gaze, ten sharp black claws like daggers popped out of its flesh pads. It breathed heavily, like a war cry, and roared:

"My gods are in pain, and so am I. Now it's time for these fallen ones to suffer! I want them to witness the power of this angry bear!"