Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"puff"

In the Hinterlands at night, just as the orc captain was telling stories about the past, a splash of water suddenly burst out of the lake in front of him, attracting the attention of all the orcs.

As they watched in astonishment, a strange-looking little fish-man crawled out of the lake holding a large purple water mushroom.

It shook the water on its body, glanced at the green-skinned orcs in front of it, and smelled the fish soup in front of it, then rubbed its belly, swaggered forward, sat next to Thrall, and took out a Basin and cutlery.

Looking at the fragrant fish soup in front of me with bright eyes, I was waiting for the meal to start.

"This little thing, hahahaha"

The orc captain laughed and said to Thrall:

"There are no murlocs in our world, but we do have iguanas, which are much uglier than this guy. Let's get him some fish soup quickly. Look at how hungry the children are."

Sal also laughed and picked up a spoon to make a spoonful of fish soup for Benbolba. The little fish man croaked and drank with a small spoon.

But after taking a sip, it tasted terrible.

He whistled crisply, summoned his ugly alien dragon, and poured the fish soup in his hand into Shadwalker's big mouth.

Alien dragons are not picky eaters.

After drinking the fish soup, he stared at Thrall and a group of orcs holding weapons with his big ugly and fierce yellow eyes.

It seems that they are sizing up which one of them is more delicious.

"What the hell is this!"

Captain Galfan had been fighting for a lifetime and had never seen such an ugly thing before him. The other orcs also made strange screams after seeing the mental pollution, and wanted to come over with knives to chop this thing.

The little fish man croaked and defended himself in front of Shadwalk, who was also grinning.

It felt that these orcs were too barbaric, so it rolled its eyes, turned over, mounted its ugly dragon, and flew staggeringly into the forest.

It is going to play with Misha the big bear.

It already knows how to please Misha.

Isn't it just honey? I have a lot of it in my bag.

When such things were happening around him, in the forest, in the quiet forest for cultivation that the Frostwolf orcs had specially found for their leader, the Shaman, Elder Drek'Thar was also bidding farewell to Black.

The stinky pirate had been sleeping in the open for five days, and he no longer wanted to stay any longer.

Moreover, I have learned enough animal taming skills from Rexxa. It is time to leave here and continue my other important things, but before leaving, there are still some things that need to be said.

"Calculate the time, after you arrive at Wanghai Cliff, my fleet will come to pick you up within a day or two at most."

In a tent filled with the scent of shamanic incense, Black said to Drek'Thar and Varok Saurfang in front of him:

"They will go south along the coast of the Endless Sea and drop you off at the Goblin Dock in the Desolate Land. You can walk the rest of the way on your own.

Anyway, it's basically the edge of Red's power there now.

As for how you are going to get along with Lord Chief Red's orthodox tribe when you go to Blackstone Tower, that is your orcs' business, and I won't interfere. "

"I sincerely thank you for your help, Lord Black."

The legendary shaman who had recovered a lot sincerely thanked Black.

No matter what the purpose of this pirate was, he did provide very valuable help to the Frostwolf clan during their great migration.

It was he who prevented a war that would have caused heavy damage to the Frostwolf clan. Such assistance is worthy of the entire clan's memory.

"You owe him more than thanks, Elder Drek'Thar."

The legendary warrior who had dealt with Black several times before snorted and said to the Frostwolf Shaman:

"If you really want to make Mr. Black feel happy, then you should take the initiative to talk to him about the reward now. Believe me, all his assistance, all his love and hatred and disgust, are clearly marked with a price .”

"Yes, Lord Saurfang summed it up perfectly."

The stinking pirate is not ashamed.

He shrugged, and the magic eyeball on his shoulder rotated a few times, staring at Drek'Thar closely, and he said:

"I have my purpose for this assistance. Now that you are safe, I can tell you. I need Lord Drek'Thar to do me a favor at some point in the future.

This is something only a legendary shaman can do.

If I had other options, I wouldn't go to such great lengths to save the Frostwolf clan and sell you a favor. Alas, there are many things in the world of Azeroth, but there are few talents in the shaman profession.

Apart from Elder Drek'Thar, the only legendary shaman I can find at this point in time is a crazy tauren old woman, or the royal shaman of the Zandalari trolls.

Not only are those guys on other distant continents, but they are also much more difficult to deal with than you.

These Wildhammer dwarves are also unsatisfactory. They obviously still have the shaman heritage, but this generation actually went to become griffon knights, so that they can't find a powerful guy in the shaman way.

Otherwise, with the hatred of Wildhammer and Dark Iron, there is no need for me to do so many things. As long as I tell the dwarves what I want to do, they will take the initiative to help without any reward. "

"Is this related to the Dark Iron Dwarves? Or is it something that only the legendary shaman can do?"

Saurfang blinked, and the legendary warrior understood immediately.

He said in a deep voice:

"Are you going to the Molten Core?"

"bingo!"

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

"Who said warriors are stupid? Isn't this very smart? Yes, I just want to go to the Molten Core to challenge the Lord of Fire. Well, don't be afraid, I won't let Elder Drektal go To die.

He is just one part of my huge plan, there are other parts that I haven’t yet figured out.

In short, take the Frostwolf clan to Blackrock Tower to live a life of poverty but peace of mind.

When everything is ready, I will take the initiative to find you. In addition, the arrival of a legendary shaman will definitely allow the orthodox tribe to re-establish the shamanic heritage.

As for this matter, we will have more to talk about later. "

The smelly pirate made a weird laugh, and without saying much, he stood up and walked out of the hood, where the loyal hippogryph Sky was already waiting for him.

But today, the sky, which had always been so proud that it was unwilling to let anyone else touch it except Blake, stayed obediently beside Rexxa and allowed Rexxa to smooth its bright feathers.

"Sometimes I really wonder, is the ability of you legendary hunters to communicate with beasts a kind of magical magic? If it is, can I learn it?"

Blake asked.

Lexa glanced at him and said angrily:

"Isn't the knowledge you have learned from me in the past few days not enough to satisfy your appetite? I have taught you all the animal taming techniques of the Moknasa clan.

That is a secret skill that cannot be taught to others. "

"You won't suffer either."

Blake shrugged and said:

"Didn't I also tell you about the rare and exotic beasts on Azeroth? I'm just adding bricks and tiles to your 'zoo'. You orcs just don't thank me, but you still care about me. .

Alas, our relationship is with whom. Isn’t it just the art of taming animals? It’s just teaching.

Could your stubborn old father still be able to rush through the Dark Portal from Draenor and beat me up? "

"If he does come, then you have to be careful."

Lexa actually made a joke too. It seemed that he had been a little bit infected by Blake's "dark wisdom" these days. After he finished laughing, he said seriously to Blake:

"My father values ​​everything in the Mok'Nathal clan more than life, and he is the deadliest hunter in Draenor. I can tell you honestly that even now I am not sure that I can defeat him. .

If he really comes to Azeroth, then you, a human who does not belong to the Mok'Natha clan but has learned Mok'Natha's hunting tactics, will definitely become the target of his hunting.

You are the first and I am the second, or I am the first and you are the second.

But no one can escape. "

"Beast King Leorox."

Blake rubbed his chin and twitched his mouth and said:

"He is indeed a terrifying opponent. I heard that he will hunt ogres when he has nothing to do. Occasionally, when the mood comes, he will challenge the Gorrond beast of Gorgrond?

Like Grom Hellscream, he is a famous 'giant killer' among the orcs.

Tell me honestly, how many Gorons did your father hunt? "

"Before I left the clan, he had just finished hunting the fifth gronn."

Lexa whispered:

"What was once fun has now become a necessary killing to maintain the clan. Draenor is dying, and it's not just the orcs who are affected. The ogres and their Gronn are also affected.

I chose to leave when my tribe needed me most.

Maybe that's why my father was so angry. "

"That's just the old man's stubbornness. It seems that you and I became friends for a reason. We both face the same 'family problems'."

The stinky pirate curled his lips and said:

"You don't have to think too much. Your father is just too conservative. Even if he kills all the Gronn beasts in Draenor, what will happen? He can't save his world with the battle ax in his hand.

But you can.

If you have nothing to do, go to Black Rock Mountain for a walk.

Talk to Chief Red about his 'great cause in his heart', and maybe you, a confused hunter, can find a second goal in life besides hunting.

Okay, no more words, I'm leaving.

I happened to arrive in the Hinterlands, and I planned to visit a 'friend'. It was quite far away from here, so I had to set off immediately. "

After saying that, he whistled, and the hippogryph Sky jumped to Blake's side, touching the pirate's wrist with his antlers with a friendly look on his face.

"You're such a lucky guy."

Lexa watched the exchange between Blake and Qianqiong, and he suddenly said:

"You said that you have never been able to sense the thoughts of the beasts and can only use soul links to command them, but you didn't realize that you have actually found a way to understand the way of the beasts.

Didn’t you use your soul link to communicate with this majestic and mighty king of the sky?

It is not even your battle beast, but it is the one closest to you among your four beasts. It is willing to do everything for you and face all enemies for you.

Don't you think your relationship with it is similar to the relationship between me and Misha? "

"Yeah?"

Blake touched the hippogryph next to him in surprise and said:

"I thought it was because I rescued it from ten thousand years of lonely watching."

"Maybe that was true at first."

Lexa continued:

“But as it gets along with you, and it still chooses to trust you so much after getting to know you, it means that it really regards you as a person it can trust.

Keep taking it with you to travel around the world.

It may be the key to your understanding of the 'heart of the beast'. I have nothing to teach you about this. Everyone has a different understanding of how to tame beasts.

But one thing is for sure.

You cannot regard beasts as your tools of war, you must regard yourself as one of them, so that they can truly accept you. "

"Ah this."

Blake scratched his head and said:

“Should I eat and sleep with my birds, wolves and bears together?

I don't really care, I'm just afraid that my subordinates won't be able to bear it.

They have created many vicious rumors about my quirks, from fetishes to sexual preferences, from me and my ship, to me and my ghost dean. These vicious rumors have become more and more outrageous. .

I don't want to give them any more damn gossip about me and my beast. "

"If you're joking, then the joke isn't funny. If that's what you really mean, then I suggest you check your brain."

Lexa seemed offended by Blake's words.

He snorted and said:

“What’s wrong with eating and living with wild beasts?

In my opinion, wild beasts are much more trustworthy than those who claim to be wise and civilized. I just told you to master the beast's heart, I didn't tell you to turn into a beast.

These are two concepts. "

After saying that, the sociophobic Beast King turned around and entered the forest. The sleeping big bear Misha on the other side slowly walked out with a little fishman on her head.

"Hey, Misha, I think you must be a druid, right?"

Blake whispered to the lazy bear:

"Come, there is no one else here, stand up quickly and let me see what you look like. I suspect you are a female troll or a female elf.

come on.

Don't be shy, I won't tell Lexa. "

Hearing this, Misha rolled her eyes and glanced at Blake.

It seems to be saying, are you crazy?

Then, the brown and somewhat gray bear covered its eyes with its paws and began to fall asleep, no longer paying attention to Blake's harassment. The stinky pirate curled his lips, picked up the little murloc, turned over and mounted the uplifting Hippogryph Sky.

He pulled up the reins, thought for a moment, took the reins and bridle off Qianqiong's head, and threw them into the bag.

He patted the hippogryph on the neck and said:

"Let's go to Hearthglen. You don't know where that place is, right? It doesn't matter, brother, just follow my instructions. As long as I'm here, you won't get lost.

Walk!

take off! "