Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The camel beast that Little Star rides is provided by the Bearman Tribe.

Although the bear people themselves do not ride these tall moose that also live in the snowy mountains, they are children of nature after all. It is easy to tame some moose to transport things.

Not only were the pirates and Little Star walking towards Ursoc's Lair, there was also a large group of bear warriors escorting them.

The leader is Tur Furyclaw.

This Ursoc's lair guard has a transcendent status among several bear tribes in the local snowy mountains. It is a divine warrior blessed by the wilderness demigod. In the eyes of the bears, he is no different from Ursoc's messenger. .

Being able to guard the demigod's lair is a supreme honor for a bear.

Therefore, although Tuul Raging Claw does not live in the tribe in most cases, and it has been separated from the tribe for decades, it still easily gathered a large number of bearmen when it issued the summons and participated in the The purification of Greythroat Keep is in progress.

But that's all the bears can do.

Tur Furypaw frowned all the way, said nothing, and was worried.

It is also wearing the Druid armor "given" to it by Blake. It is a very exquisite set of clothes, especially the shoulder pads made of wood and green leaves on both shoulders, which have a very natural atmosphere.

If the pirate remembered correctly, this highly identifiable armor should be the "Cenario" vestments. After all, he had plundered them from an archdruid, so the quality was not too bad.

Compared to Furious Bear, who was preoccupied with worries, the pirate and his elementary school girl were very active along the way.

While bickering, they sorted out the supplies for combat.

Blake was playing with a burnt blackened wooden stick in his hand. This was the remains of the Nightmare Tree. After Xal'atath's verification and the pirate's divine power extraction, there was no void left in the wooden stick.

The entry given by the character card also proves this:

Purified Sky Staff

Epic quality·making materials

illustrate:

This wooden staff comes from the Broken Crown Vordrassil. It was once a twig of the world tree Nordrassil. It represents the supreme life of Azeroth, the power of purification and healing.

But now, it is just a remnant of a tragic past.

Maybe you can find a way to use it wisely, so that it can be reborn from the disaster that has ended.

"The method of reasonable use has been around for a long time."

The pirate grabbed the center of the stick and quickly rotated it in his hands, imitating a certain monkey's classic movements. The little star covered his mouth and laughed.

He also said that the captain's antics were well done and should continue.

But Black said little stars are rare and strange.

After all, all boys will subconsciously do this after getting a long and thin stick. This is an instinct and there is nothing surprising.

"My ship's doctor Natalie will need it. The size is right, the thickness is moderate, and it is so long. An excellent and ambitious woman like her will definitely be ecstatic when she sees this stick."

The pirate commented, earning a glare from Little Star.

He didn't understand why the school girl looked at him like a scumbag. The innocent pirate was very puzzled and threw the wooden stick into his backpack.

When the things at hand are finished, ask Old Garni to send this stick to Natalie, or ask Little Star to take her over to Grizzly Bear Hills. There are still things that need her to do here.

Blake lowered his head and looked at the few things he took out of the bag, including Senegos' dragon whistle, Akunda's favorite horn, and the Nethersea Water chain wrapped around his waist.

He thought for a moment and took out his long sword and dagger.

Behind the steady-moving camel beast, he took out some herbs collected along the way to the North, and tinkered with them with a few small bottles, seemingly making poison.

But since the pirates emerged from the weak stage, they have not bothered to study poisons, which are other dirty things that other assassins like very much. They will improvise and cannot come up with good toxins that can be used.

After several failures, he gave up.

Say to Xal'atath in your mind:

"My loyal servant, do you have an evil toxin formula specially used to deal with void creatures?"

"Of course, my little master, you have asked the right person."

Xal'atath promoted herself to Black in a joyful tone, saying:

"I have here not only toxins that are effective against void creatures, but also a series of deadly, poisonous and painful toxin formulas that are effective against life, elements, dragons, holy light creatures, etc.

I'm glad you've finally found a way to use my forbidden knowledge wisely.

I'd love to share them with you too.

As long as you share with me a trace of Yogg-Saron's divine power that you secretly extracted from the tree of the sky last night. I need to use it to study the current strength and situation of my 'old friend'.

Yogg-Saron, N'Zoth, C'Thun, and finally me, only one is destined to enjoy the joy of devouring the world.

They and I are both companions and opponents.

I must have all the information on them. "

"Well, I'm not going to do that, I'm not going to give you anything in exchange."

Blake looked at the three divine powers in the divine power column of his character card.

In addition to "Xalatath: Legacy of the Void", the other two are "Nine Martial Gods: Death's Allegiance" from the Val'kyr High Lord Anhild.

There is also a faint wisp of "The Thousand-Throated Demon·Nightmare Whisper" that was extracted from the Nightmare Tree last night.

The names of these divine powers are very nice, and their effects are different.

He admired his precious collection, took a look at the mountain where Ursoc's Nest was located, and said to Xal'atath:

“Let’s talk about what happened last night.

I don't believe you didn't feel the nightmare power in that tree, but you didn't remind me. You probably enjoyed seeing me in dire straits so that I could beg for your help.

But when you found that I could solve the problem by myself, you jumped out to increase your presence.

You are so cunning. "

"What does it mean to gain a sense of presence?"

Sataras said dissatisfied:

"I obviously helped last night. Without my help, you would have been lost in Yogg-Saron's nightmare."

"I am a watcher, my cunning servant."

The pirate snorted and said:

"When I'm lost in the night, Elune will guide my will. It's not like I'm facing the Thousand Maw Demon's true form. Without your help at the last moment, I could have escaped on my own.

You are just selling me a favor.

And don’t say I slandered you.

You have a criminal record! This is not the first time this kind of duplicity has occurred. Maybe I should find the moon well now and sacrifice you to my dear moon god.

Generous Lady Elune will reward me for this. "

"Reward you to become the Moon Night War God, and then watch you die?"

Xal'atath sneered.

explain:

"Don't scare me, little master.

You also have concerns about Elune, otherwise you wouldn't have to protect me the night you changed jobs. Well, it’s such a wonderful memory to think of that night when I shivered in your warm and strong chest.

never mind.

For the sake of this memory, I will be generous again.

For chaotic creatures, the most deadly poison is the power from order. I can teach you to add pure arcane magic to the poison to make a magical poison.

It can also teach you to secretly grab a trace of the power of the Holy Light, grind it up and smear it on your sharp blade. Every time it penetrates the body of a void creature, it will cause them to suffer terrible pain.

But the most deadly thing is the divine power from the side of order.

From your shield that belongs to Odin, gently scrape a layer of powder on the rune marks, then soak it with blood, and mix it with the ordinary ointments used by you assassins and hunters, it will be enough for you to use against the corrupted ones. Ursoc.

But, little master, don’t forget.

The path of shadow you walk will eventually lead to the power of the void, so when you wield this poison against void creatures wantonly, you may be hurt by it if you are not careful. "

You need to keep this secret carefully.

It is inevitable that your allies will use these forbidden knowledge against you once they learn of it.

just me.

Only I am your most trustworthy servant, and you will eventually understand this and embrace me. "

"There are too many things in this world that can hurt me."

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"It doesn't matter if you have more of the same or less of the same. If you can be less calculating and more sincere when you get along with me, believe me, I will definitely be willing to hug you.

It's a pity that your nature is such that it will not change for any man.

You tempted me again and again, but I could only push you away again and again.

This is really sad. "

Xal'atath did not respond to the pirate's words.

She knew that she would only get more hateful ridicule after responding, and she had already figured out the pirate's mind.

This is a real asshole.

Her voice disappeared in Blake's ears, who took out the Shield of Odin and followed Xalatath's teachings, carefully scraping a little bit of powder from the golden notches on the shield's surface.

Then he mixed them with the blood of the little murlocs, and then obtained the paralysis herbs they would use when hunting from the bear hunters. After a few operations, he got a ball of black stuff with golden spots shining in it.

Dip a little bit with your finger, and the character card gives instructions:

The Void Assassination Secret Potion of the Uncrowned One

epic quality

use:

Tempering weapons or arrows with poison, causing the attack to carry weak arcane divine damage, causing more serious damage to all void creations or users of void power.

The possible damage types of each hit include: entrapment, armor breaking, bleeding, poisoning, stun, and critical hit (low probability).

usage count:

【3/3】

Secret potion duration:

30 minutes

maker:

Black Shaw, leader of the Uncrowned

"cool"

The pirate whistled, put the black stuff into a slender bottle, and inserted it into his belt. He looked back at the little star.

I found that the latter was holding a diary and writing something.

Black controlled the Eye of Kilrogg, sneaked over and took a look, and found that the little star was recording her own "great" adventure career.

Written in dragon language, the handwriting is clear and beautiful.

But the content is quite interesting:

"Last night, I and my human pet, my crazy and cowardly senior, who is also the current captain of the ship where I am staying now, Blake Shaw, completed the crusade against the evil bearmen of Greymaw Castle.

It was an epic battle.

I dare to swear that no young dragon in the dragon army can experience such a terrifying scene like me.

I fought ten thousand angry fallen Ursines!

Then I defeated them easily with my magic and strength. I was in very good condition and wanted to completely annihilate the local fallen bear-men.

But my pet is so weak.

In order to save my weak and lagging senior Blake, I had to give up hunting the remaining bear-men.

Forget it, if those miserable lives can escape from my anger, then let them continue to live. Let them live in fear of me throughout their long lives until their end comes.

As for Blake.

What a mistake it was to take him on this adventure.

His weakness got me into a lot of trouble.

But his comic talent is what I need. After all, a powerful and determined dragon hero like me also needs to enjoy a flawless happy time from time to time.

He is like a talented clown who always makes me laugh at the right time.

In the process, we also encountered the Ursoc guard who was imprisoned by the evil bearmen. He was a loyal and powerful divine warrior who possessed the power and majesty granted by demigods.

I saved it.

The noble creature humbly expressed its gratitude to me and volunteered to become my follower.

But I was indifferent to fame and fortune, and had no need of his allegiance, so I assigned him to my human pet to protect him from the terrible battle that was to come.

Yes.

My epic adventure in Grizzly Hills is not over yet.

I will face the most dangerous battle since I was a dragon and left my hometown to travel around the world, second only to the battle where I single-handedly surrendered the terrible sea monster in the North Sea and saved the entire pirate fleet.

I'm going to fight a fallen demigod.

Frankly speaking, I feel fear and uneasiness in my heart, just like how I felt when I faced the siege of the legendary elven hero Maiev Shadowsong and the traitor Illidan Stormrage on Watch Island, one against two.

But for the sake of the local bear people and the future of humanity, I'm willing to take the risk.

My weak and cowardly pet Blackshaw tried to stop me, just as he had stopped me from challenging the insane ancient arcane elemental Aluneth.

It's so disappointing that he's so cowardly.

But I have made up my mind to complete this terrible battle of 'killing gods'!

No one can stop the powerful and just Lord Stellagosa from completing her rescue.

nobody!

I will return victorious."

When she was writing this, Little Xingxing frowned and held her pen, as if she felt that this word was not domineering enough. While she was thinking hard, a faint voice came from beside her:

"How about changing it to 'Returning triumphantly to the voices of the bear people shouting long live, teaching the incompetent and lagging Black a good lesson'?"

"Hey, this is good!"

Little Xingxing's eyes lit up and she immediately waved her hand to write.

Then, her movements stiffened, and she slowly turned her head, like a rusty gear. She looked at Blake, who had a wooden face next to her, and put away her diary with a swipe.

Her face turned red as if she was being roasted on a fire, and she immediately put her hands on her hips and screamed at the pirate:

"You, you, you, you! You hateful and shameless pirate! You actually peeked into the lady's diary! It's so unforgivable! I will sue you to the Dean and the Spellweaver!

Take you to the Demonic Center, hang you up and beat you!

dare you laugh!

I'm going to inform the Spellweaver now, I want."

"Show your diary to the Spellweaver and make it twitch with laughter in the Eye of Eternity. Can you cure the old blue dragon's autism? Alas, my poor school girl, I know everyone has a period The second period of time.

But you.

That's a bit too much. Don't you blush when you write those shameful words? Believe me, when you grow up, this thing will definitely become your "black history".

You will want to travel back in time to this moment, give yourself a hard slap, and tear this thing to pieces.

Trust me, you will definitely do that. "