Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The communication here was through the Soul Coin. When General Lilesa heard Black starting to talk nonsense again, he planned to disconnect the communication with this soul.

The communication that relies on the Nagfar ship ticket is not omnipotent. Blake can summon the undead trapped on the ghost ship through the soul coins, but the distance cannot be too far.

The current cross-continental communication also puts some pressure on General Windrunner's soul.

It can only be used at critical times.

I'm not here to talk on the phone! Stinky pirate.

Seeing that the communication of the Soul Coin was about to end, Blake also stopped joking. He coughed and said to Windrunner's mother in a serious tone:

"Tell the truth, mentor.

Have you really thought about how you would respond if your daughter and son discovered you? Ignore my previous joke, this is an internal matter of your Windrunner family and I don’t want to interfere.

I am only responsible for helping you dig your grave and using the power of death to help you resurrect.

As for your three daughters, none of them are fuel-efficient. They are all heroes among women, and the husbands they may find in the future are also big shots. I don't want to mess with them. "

"."

Windrunner's mother was silent for a moment and said in a bad tone:

"You mean, my son Lilas is not good enough?"

"It's not just that he's not good enough. I know women prefer younger sons, but don't mind if I speak directly."

Blake curled his lips and said frankly:

"Lilas Windrunner should have been dead. Master, had it not been for me, Gul'dan's stay in Quel'Thalas was much shorter than it should have been.

Then shortly after you died in the battle, your youngest son should have died in the Eversong Forest with you, and the seventeen other members of the Windrunner branch would also have died in that disaster.

I saved them.

Well, that's probably it, although I did it unintentionally. "

"Liras is also very good, he just"

Windrunner’s mother sighed and said:

"Growing up among a bunch of girls makes the kid lack some masculinity, but since he can survive, he will definitely be able to make a career."

"Yes, I believe it."

Blake squinted his eyes under the blindfold and rolled his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

He added:

"Do you need me to arrange in advance to recall Alleria Windrunner, who is still stationed in the Cursed Land, to the Windrunner Tower? Mentor, your family's battle bow is still in her hands.

Since we have to dig the grave, why not take one step at a time and help you get the family war bow back. "

"No need."

General Lilesa refused and said:

"Sarados is not a weapon that the dead should control. Using it forcefully will only affect the destructive power of my shots. Let Alleria keep it."

"Ahem, there is one more thing I have to tell you, but you may not be too happy."

Blake whispered with a bad expression:

“My subordinates went to Stormwind City not long ago, and they gave me some information there through Old Garni.

In one of them, a figure suspected to be Ms. Alleria appeared near Stormwind City. It was said that a tall and powerful paladin was accompanying her at that time.

The two of them acted very intimately.

Teacher, there is a pig raised by Holy Light that wants to eat your cabbage. Can you bear this? You have to hurry up and stop it, otherwise."

"Well, I understand."

Windrunner's mother's answer was quite calm. Just when the pirate thought that his mentor was not going to care about it and was a little disappointed, unable to watch a family ethics drama, he heard his mentor say coldly:

"Mobilize your intelligence system! Within three days! I want all the information on that man! In addition, make arrangements to recall Alleria to the Windrunner Tower!

immediately! "

"okay."

The pirate immediately grinned and accepted the instructor's instructions with malice.

He knew that the great nobles of Quel'Thalas, such as Windrunner, were not allowed to marry foreigners. This rule appeared even before the establishment of Quel'Thalas.

It's not just for pure blood.

But a long time ago, the elves realized that as long-lived species, their love with all short-lived species is destined to end in tragedy.

The deeper the love, the more intense the pain.

When you are still young and beautiful, but your lover is old and no longer beautiful, the cruelty of seeing your lover taken away by death and being powerless is enough to destroy the broken hearts of all elves.

It is not uncommon for someone to give up their long life and die for love.

Windrunner's mother is worried about her daughter's future, but she is really worried about her daughter's future.

Great!

Evil-hearted Blake's favorite family drama is about to take place.

Hehe, as the eldest sister, instead of setting a good example for the younger sisters, she actually took the lead in dating a human being. This is unforgivable! Do you really think that since your mother died in the battle, no one will care about you?

Alleria is in trouble now.

With this joyful feeling of seeing people's misfortunes, the pirates took the well-fed Bear and the angry Wolf back to Amber Pine Town, where they rested for the night.

At midnight that day, it was said that Natalie Serling, the ship's doctor who was preaching on Tol Barad Island, was sent here by the little star using teleportation.

She still has her original classic look.

Wearing a black coat, with a hood covering her head, hanging from her waist was the Void Scripture and the witchcraft dagger Blake had given her. After knocking on the captain's door, she was shocked to see Blake lying on the bed.

A bear and a wolf.

The two soul beasts lay on the bed and slept soundly, making a mess on Blake's bed. Their claws tore through the pillows and caused feathers to fly everywhere in the house.

Blake, on the other hand, was rubbing his eyes. On the floor behind him, there was a mat lying on the floor.

"this"

The ship's doctor hesitated for a moment and said earnestly:

"Captain, I have heard some stories about hunters before. I know that good hunters treat their war beasts like family members.

But you are going too far.

The pet sleeps on the bed and you sleep on the floor. If this continues, will the pet have to eat first when eating in the future? "

"The bed is so soft, you can almost sink into it."

The pirate waved his hand and explained:

"You know me, I stayed on the boat for too long, and I'm not used to it when I come to land. Sleeping on the ground is good. I like that sense of solidity.

And if some stupid assassin wants to assassinate me, the pets lying on the bed can give them a big surprise.

Let’s not talk about this anymore.

Come on, come in, I'll show you something good, it's a mighty and strong stick, you will definitely like it. "

"Well, if you say that, I won't dare to go in."

Natalie made a joke.

The ship's doctor looked around and followed Blake into the room. When she walked in, the ears of the bear and the wolf moved at the same time. The bear wanted to get up to protect his master, but was pushed back to the bed by the stupid wolf's paw.

That's an acquaintance!

Stupid bear, hurry up and sleep with you.

Right next to the burning warm fireplace in the room, Black, wearing armor, took out the purified Sky Wood and handed the burnt blackened wooden staff to Natalie.

The latter took it in his hand and stroked the wooden stick, which was straight and thick, moderate in length and well-proportioned in thickness.

A touch of holy light floated in the palm of her hand and poured into it, and the entire wooden stick shone with warm light.

The conductivity of the healing energy of the Holy Light is simply perfect.

Then, she induced a trace of shadow magic and injected it into it. The stick's adaptability to shadow was equally perfect.

"The Sacred Eye is already in your hands, and with the addition of this wooden staff made from the branches of the World Tree, now you have at least one eye of shadow, and you can recreate the priest's sacred object that conforms to the way of light and shadow."

The pirate held a wine flask and sipped while saying:

"But as far as I know, your sacred eye was destroyed during the War of the Ancients. In other words, the eye of shadow is probably in the hands of the devil now.

This is a bit difficult.

I'm driving my demonic servants to search for the remains of the holy object in the twisted void, but I don't know how long it will take. "

"There is no need to worry, my captain."

The ship's doctor stroked the wooden staff in her hand. She filled it with holy light, peeling off the charred appearance bit by bit. She said in a gentle tone:

"I heard the story of this staff from Dean Blue Moon. Reshaping it requires more than just the remains of the holy object. It also requires me to push my understanding of the way of light and shadow to a higher level.

Perhaps I should glean some knowledge from the Luna Priest.

I have also placed a reward for finding the Eye of Shadow in Ravenholdt in my own name. You don’t have to worry about this matter. Since it is related to my path to power, I should complete it myself.

You have helped me enough. "

"I don't have a problem with you confirming that you want to complete it yourself. I'm happy to see you solve your own troubles."

Blake shrugged, took a sip of wine, wiped his mouth, and said:

"Little Star should tell you the mission of this trip. Cooperate with a serious knight to purify Ursoc's fallen body. You have to be careful, Dathrohan is a very sincere paladin.

He might take the Silver Hand and destroy you, this hateful heretic. "

"Sedan Dathrohan"

Natalie whispered the name in the light of the fire, and she said:

"When I was still studying in the Holy Light Church, he was already a famous warrior from all over the world. He eventually returned to the embrace of the Holy Light and became a great knight. But he is still a warrior at heart.

During my time immersed in the void, I gained a lot of experience dealing with warriors.

The captain doesn't have to worry about my safety.

There are more troublesome things for you to worry about than me. Recently, the Gilneans have been harassing Tol Barad more and more frequently. Those guys seem to be planning to forcibly bring our island under their rule.

They even dispatched warships. Fortunately, there were sea giants guarding the nearby waters.

But if the Gilneans are determined, the eight-headed sea giants cannot stop them. I have also heard about the forest witches of Gilneas. They are a group of mysterious spellcasters who can summon some terrible things.

If they also choose to join Gilneas' fleet, Tol Barad will be under great pressure. "

"I'm already prepared for this."

Blake sneered twice, looked at the flames of the fireplace burning in front of him, and said:

"A legendary thing like a forest witch is more suitable for a werewolf. I hope Jean Greymane can restrain himself a little. If he really plans to start a fight, then I will definitely accompany him.

Okay, it's time for you to set off.

My hippogryph will send you to Ursoc's Nest. When you complete the purification there, I will almost return from Zul'Drak, and then we will return to the Eastern Continent together. "

"Okay, Captain."

Natalie stood up and stroked her black robe. She nodded very reservedly and said:

"Then I'll go."

As she spoke, she glanced at the two beasts on the bed and said to the pirate:

"Captain, you'd better restrain yourself. If you are so close to your beasts, you will inevitably make some weird and vicious remarks in the future."

"I'm a pirate, what do I care about?"

Blake curled his lips, raised his head, drank the wine in the flask, and said:

"It's also very interesting to listen to cowards make up my own bizarre stories."

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The next morning, Amber Pines ushered in another peaceful morning.

The local old sheriff rode his horse back to the town with a tired look on his face. In recent days, they had been setting fire to the trees in the Gray and White Hills.

The bishops of the Holy Light Church are very strict and require that the flame must be ignited in every corner of the giant tree.

The old sheriff never knew that setting a fire could be such a tiring job, mainly because the tree was so big that the flames burned for several days before he managed to finish the job.

And until the work was completed, he didn't know what secrets there were in that tree that could induce the priests to create such a big scene.

But a lifetime of experience told him that the secret behind this must not be simple. Maybe the seemingly peaceful Grizzly Bear Hills will usher in some bad things.

This made the old man hesitate, should he buy a boat ticket back to the Eastern Continent while he was still calm, go back to Andorhal, and spend the rest of his life in his hometown with his family.

But he is very tired now. He just wants to go home and lie down in bed to have a good sleep and relieve his fatigue.

The moment the old sheriff dismounted, he suddenly heard a bear's roar. It was vague, as if it was an hallucination, but it struck the old sheriff like a bolt of lightning.

At this moment, he seemed to have forgotten his fatigue, turned around and ran towards the river outside the town with staggering steps.

He was panting, his heart filled with a wave of ecstasy.

He rushed out of the town and went down the mountain road to the river. In the familiar sound of the river flowing, he saw the bear that had been lingering in his memory.

Still shining like stars, still so tall, like all the bears in Grizzly Hills, but more powerful than them all.

The bear was squatting by the river, holding a big bass he caught from the river in his paws.

It kept making low roars, seemingly rejoicing in a successful hunt. Under the trembling gaze of the old sheriff, Bighorn held the fish he caught in his mouth, got up and walked towards the forest by the river.

The moment it was about to enter the forest, it looked back at the old man with tears streaming down his face.

It seemed to remember this person.

He had frightened it with a musket back then, but the big horn was still the same big horn, and the old sheriff had changed from a young boy to the old man he is now.

Bears don't hold grudges.

It waved its paw, shook it towards the old man, then shook its body and disappeared into the forest.

"It's back."

The old sheriff knelt on the wet ground by the river. He watched the big horn disappear, and a sense of satisfaction that his regret was filled lingered in his heart.

He kissed the earth.

Ticket to TM.

Having lived here all his life, this has long been his hometown.

Not going back.

From now on, he will die on this land that he is familiar with and has protected for his whole life.