Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 905 2. Welcome to the greatest farmhouse in Azeroth, the Hunter’s Temple! -【1525】

The little murloc separated from Black after the encounter in the Blind Swamp. According to the reminder from the force of nature, Ben Bolba's "Wild Trial" should be on the coast just north of High Mountain.

It was exactly the opposite direction to Blake's destination.

The pirates were not worried about the little fish-man. Even if this cunning little thing failed the trial, he would definitely be able to escape with the help of the weird things in his bag.

Speaking of which, Blake's trip was considered "low-key."

It is rare for a person to travel alone, and he brings at most two war beasts to relieve his loneliness. He does not even bring his "honor guard" as the Ocean Earl of the Hydraxia Legion.

Speaking of which, the elemental core of the Lord of Fire has entrusted Little Star to send it as a "gift" to His Majesty the Tide Hunter, and I don't know what reward His generous Majesty will give him.

Black no longer needs the Tidal Blessing, and Proudmoore's bloodline has been strengthened. The power of the water element does not match his own strength, and it is useless to have it. On the contrary, it will affect the purity of the pirate's power.

After all, the elements in the Hydraxia Legion that Blake covets the most are the elements themselves.

He has always wanted a legendary Hydrasian warrior to be his bodyguard. The bodyguard Tuul Raging Claw found in Northrend has been "offline" for a long time.

Mainly because in the Battle of Dalaran, the Bear Warrior heroically released the wild bear god Nalorak who was imprisoned by the Amani trolls with evil magic, and was given power by the wild bear god.

After the Battle of Dalaran, Tuor entered a "hibernation of power" and is still sleeping in a cave in Tol Barad.

This operation was conducted so openly that even the pirates could not find fault.

But he knew that this was a good thing. Turben was stuck under the legend, because the bearmen were also considered immortal species. They were powerful in talent but their strength growth was always slow.

Tour is just unlucky.

He has absorbed the power of the Loa like Hisari Black Crow. Although he is a weak Loa, once he wakes up, Black will instantly have a powerful beater of a legendary druid/legendary bear warrior!

This wave, this wave is called investing in the future.

"With Little Star's bargaining skills, how can you get me a Hydraxian warrior this time?"

Black was riding behind the sky, flying towards the snowy peaks in the southwest of Highmountain, thinking at the same time:

"Perhaps His Majesty the Tidehunter saw the enemy's heart, lost his mind in excitement, and awarded me two elemental warriors in one go. That would make a lot of money.

With them commanding my elemental guards, the Nagfar's coastal defense capabilities will be instantly improved. "

"Ouch"

Just when he was indulging in his beautiful fantasy, the loyal and brave hippogryph suddenly let out a neigh, flapped its wings and stopped in place, no longer flying forward.

Ahead is the range of that strange snowy peak.

That mountain peak is very interesting. It looks like an eagle's claws thrust out of the ground in reverse. It is very powerful under the sunlight, but the sky does not dare to fly forward.

Although he has never tamed Sky into his own beast, thanks to Rexxar's guidance, Blake can now sense some of Sky's emotions without using the Beast Covenant.

This brave hippogryph is now scared.

The pirates felt that emotion of awe very clearly, as if the Eagle Claw Peak in front of them was protected by some powerful force, and no one could approach it without permission.

The magic eye on Blake's shoulder glanced outward.

Not only the sky, but his beloved black-feathered falcon "Swift Shadow", also known as Miss Hisali Black Crow, was also flying around the area at the moment, not daring to approach the snow-capped mountains in front of him rashly.

She also felt the natural power on the snowy peaks in front of her.

"Don't be afraid, fly forward, trust me, it won't hurt you or me."

Blake leaned down and spoke words of encouragement into Cangqiong's ear. The hippogryph neighed. It hesitated, but with the encouragement of its master, it still flapped its wings and moved forward slowly.

Just after flying less than a hundred meters, the pirate immediately felt a sharp and ruthless gaze coming from above, but there was nothing in the sky.

That gaze carries a stern warning, leave Eagle Claw Peak immediately, otherwise you will be forcibly expelled.

On Blake's character card, warning text also pulsed:

A powerful loa has its sights on you. This is its territory and it's best not to anger it.

The powerful Loa, this description is very accurate.

When he first met Akunda in the Wharton Desert, the character card also described him as a powerful Loa, while Old Garni was described as a weak Loa.

This shows that the mysterious Loa existing on the snowy peak in front of us is at least as powerful as the powerful Akunda.

But the pirates were undaunted.

He comforted the somewhat irritable hippogryph and shouted to the front in ancient Salas language:

“I am Black Shaw, the ‘Honorary Hunting Master’ of the Secret Path.

Although Miss Emeril did not officially grant me this title, I think she must have recognized my strength in her heart, and she must have told you my story and my help to them.

Great High Mountain Protector, Claw of the Sky, and Wing of the Hunt, On'hara, I came to Eagle Claw Peak not to blaspheme, but to seek a holy place where the power of nature exists.

As you can see, I am undergoing a trial in the wilderness, but I was ambushed and blocked by an evil force. I need to use your territory to chat with an 'old friend' in the Emerald Dream to prepare for a counterattack.

This matter is also about the corruption that exists in the dream world.

It is growing and peering maliciously into the material world.

You may be skeptical.

But I believe that you will eventually believe me and please give me the power to enter Eagle Claw Peak. In fact, as I am undergoing a wilderness trial, I have always wanted to obtain blessings in the hunting temple.

At least worship the statues of past hunting masters for good luck. "

Blake's explanation did not ease the vigilance of the mysterious Loa on Eagle Claw Peak, but the stern gaze became softer, and it seemed to be examining Blake.

After more than ten seconds, the stern gaze dissipated.

The hippogryph neighed with joy, and even as a beast it could understand that they were allowed to enter the territory of a Loa.

As for the black-feathered falcon Hisari Black Crow, she is still under great pressure at this time.

As a member of the Raptor Druids, she is familiar with the stories of all the winged Loa gods and wild demigods in the world of Azeroth, so she naturally knows about the existence of the Loa god Oun'hara.

But in the stories of the raptor druids, On'hara, the white falcon born in Highmountain, has always been known for his arrogance and indifference.

It can be regarded as the most powerful Sky Loa under Lady Avina, the Mother of Birds, but it only focuses on the race blessed by it, which is the Highmountain Tauren.

It does not even accept offerings from elves, nor does it require believers to worship it.

Because in addition to the natural priesthood, this peculiar Loa also has the priesthood of "hunting god". This priesthood originates from the worship and praise of the high mountain tauren. The important reason is that it is a secret passage and a high-level hunter. their protector.

Theoretically, all hunters who are promoted to high-level hunters are followers of Ounhara.

But this Loa is really indifferent to fame and fortune.

Except for the good hunters in the secret passage, hunters in other areas have not even heard of its name, but again, only the evil god needs the faith of believers to maintain his godhood. Do the real natural Loas have believers? it's the same.

They are symbols of greatness in themselves and do not need the recognition and praise of others to maintain their majesty.

In short, in the past many years, the attempts of the raptor druids to contact Orn'hara have failed, and Orn'hara may feel that the raptor druids are too weak, so they don't like them.

Now, Hisari Black Crow, the descendant of the raptor druid, has once again come to the territory of Ornhara, and she feels that she may be expelled. After all, the Loa has been watching her.

But in the end, it turned out that the stinky pirate's "face fruit" was quite powerful. Under his leadership, Miss Black Crow flew into the valley of Eagle Claw Peak without any danger.

This made her very excited.

She is definitely the first raptor druid in history to be allowed to enter the territory of Ornhara. This story will definitely make her mentor Skyroar crazy.

Once the Raptor Druids receive the blessing of the Hunting Wings, they can effectively strengthen the frontal combat effectiveness of the Raptor Druids and change their previous weak combat methods.

But Black Crow didn't think of a very important question.

Ornhara let her in, not because of her druid status or because she was a stinky pirate's precious egg, but because of the power she possessed that belonged to the Amani Falcon God Ekilson.

As both eagles, Hunting Wings must give some face to their weaker compatriots.

Perhaps he also felt that Hisari Black Crow and the Loa power in her were so perfectly integrated. After a long period of growth, this elf would become a real Loa sooner or later.

This can be regarded as a good relationship between the Loa God and the reserve Loa God in advance.

Of course, it is also possible that the powerful Hunting Wings are also wondering why a druid would appear disguised as a hunter's war beast. This is a "wonder" that it has never seen in the thousands of years it has been the hunting god.

What all the secret hunting masters have never done before, what they dare not even think about, is actually done by a pirate?

How strange.

Well, it’s worth looking into.

Perhaps this deviant way of taming animals can be promoted among his fellow hunter followers? Anyway, I never liked Raptor Druid.

Being weak, they might as well become "accessories" for powerful hunters.

"Ah, Hunter Farmhouse, I'm back again."

The sky fell in the valley of the snow-capped Eagle Claw Peak. Blake jumped down from behind it, opened his arms outside the door of the hunter's temple, which was quite large but not majestic at all, and shouted in an exaggerated tone.

It's not Black talking nonsense or deliberately belittling the Hunter's Temple.

In fact, the secret base camp in front of us, this hunting holy land called the Marksman Camp, is too "close to nature". Not to mention compared with Dalaran, even compared with the destroyed Ravenholdt Manor, they are absolutely at a disadvantage.

There are almost no tall and majestic buildings here. There is only one hunter's cabin and some thatched houses built by the hunters themselves in the entire huge valley.

Needless to say, there is an orc-style bunker among them. Needless to say, it must be the house built by "apprentice" Rexxa for himself.

In addition to these thatched huts that affect the appearance of the city, the most common features in the entire sharpshooter camp are arrow targets, and there are also activity areas specially opened for the hunters' war beasts.

There are also several large pits similar to gladiatorial arenas.

Speaking of majesty, there is really nothing to say about it, but the statues displayed throughout the valley are worth a look. They are sculptures of previous hunting masters.

Although there is only one leader of the Secret Path, there are many masters of the hunt, with elves accounting for the majority, and the rest being highmountain tauren, as well as sculptures of vrykul, werebears, and quilboar.

But rarely.

Blake turned around in amazement and discovered an unfinished dwarf head. It seemed to be old Hemet. That shameful guy who was chased around by the Society of Benevolence was actually going to become a hunting master?

It is estimated that orc sculptures will also appear here in the future.

With Rexxar's talent, it's easy to get the title of Hunting Master.

But there was no one else in the hunter's farmhouse at this time, and the entire marksman camp was deserted. These highly capable hunters should have gone to the Silithus Desert.

My own Windrunner mother also joined as a non-staff member.

They are going to retrieve the remains of the last leader of the Hidden Passage, Ms. Namria Ringe. The hero died in the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago. Her soul is trapped in the evil place and cannot rest in peace. .

Blake was responsible for this.

The stinky pirate told the current leader Emeril Shadowguard that buried in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj were some hunting secrets that Ms. Lin Ge had not had time to teach her.

Those skills and strengths can help the Hidden Path, which has been in decline, become stronger again.

However, from Blake's point of view, if the Hidden Passage wants to rise again and restore the glorious status of the Hunter's Temple, the first thing to do is to quickly change the camp style of this farmhouse.

If you don't want to achieve the majestic and majestic style of Silver Moon City or Sky Fortress, you can't at least be worse than Holy Light Cathedral, right? What is needed is to create a "holy place" atmosphere so that the members can feel proud.

Look at this poor, remote place now. Which high-level hunter with some status is willing to suffer here? Life here is simply the original "savage" mode.

I just need to set up a few barbecue stalls.

Such a hunting holy land, the members of the Secret Path are too embarrassed to promote it when they go out. What can they brag to others about? Is the air quality there absolutely good?

Nonsense, this poor place doesn’t even have a decent house. With a completely transparent experience, how can the air quality be bad?

It should be noted that bragging is the greatest driving force for flesh and blood creatures to move forward.

But complaints are complaints, and Blake did not forget to get down to business.

He walked around the hunter's cabin that was open, and found a lot of finely crafted arrows from the armory in the secret passage, including war bows and short arrows for crossbows. He happily took these elf girls The arrows they made were swept away.

With this stock, I won’t have to worry about arrows for several years to come.

Moreover, they are all arrows made by high-level hunters using the traditional kaldorei craftsmanship and the finest materials provided by the high mountain tauren. They should be of epic quality no matter how you look at them.

This wave is not a loss!

Also, this is a reminder.

We must teach the savages in the Secret Passage a simple truth: they must lock their doors and windows when traveling far away, otherwise there will be bad, bad, smelly pirates to help them "clean up".

In short, after searching for a while and "tasting" several sets of hunter armors from Miss Emeril Shadowguard's private collection in her room, I got a satisfactory harvest, so Blake came looking calm and relaxed. Arrive in front of the shrine dedicated to Onhara, the Wing of Hunting.

He bowed to the sculpture in front of him and saluted, as a thank you to Hunting Wings for opening this place for him to settle down. He then waved and took out an ancient flute, spinning it a few times in his hand.

Next, it’s time to go to sleep.