Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1049 145. But it doesn't matter, I can be responsible for hacking!

"I'm active in the desert, but it doesn't mean I like deserts. Next time you ask me for help, it's better to find a place with a pleasant scenery, okay?

This at least puts me in a good mood. "

Outside the wall of beetles, Bo Laike collected some garbage and made a small garbage dump, and summoned old Garni.

As soon as the god of the slender jaw dragon appeared, he began to complain loudly.

It showed that it hated this barren desert, but Laike knew very well that the coward old Garni didn't hate Silithus, what he feared were the dark things behind the wall of beetles.

Staying here, separated by a wall from the territory of the Qiraji, made the god of trashmen very insecure, and naturally became a lot more anxious.

But don't tell me it's broken.

Old Ghani is a loa after all, face is still important.

So Bo Laike skipped the part of complaining about its cowardice, he took out a freshly written letter and stuffed it into the worn-out rucksack on the back of old Garni.

He patted its slender neck again and said to it:

"You send this letter to Ashenvale, where the elves are in the biggest city of Astrana, and give it to a little girl named Istria, and then you can play freely .”

"You bastard!"

The old Garney was furious and waved his paws to scratch Laike's clothes.

it yelled:

"Don't think I don't know the background of that little elf girl. Your letter is addressed to Fandral Staghelmet! I saw the signature! That old bastard is a rare hawk among druids.

He only believes in the demigods of the wilderness, and he doesn't take kindly to us Roarcos. If I'm unlucky, I'll be caught and beaten by the old staghelmet!

You're going to give me this kind of work that takes a beating, right? "

"I promise, he won't!"

Bu Laike comforted with a smooth tongue:

"Believe me, this time Lu Helmet read the letter, not only will he not expel you or beat you, but he will definitely reward you and thank you, and even hug you and kiss you hard.

I have this confidence.

But you have to keep it secret, you know?

I know you have always been very good at this, but this time is different. This letter cannot be read by anyone, let alone that you have been in contact with Staghelmet. "

"It's still very mysterious."

Old Garney rolled his eyes and said:

"Tell me honestly, what's the secret in this letter? What bad things are you planning?"

"I'm thinking of you, you idiot."

Bo Laike reached out and tapped old Garney on the forehead, and he said:

"I can't tell you the specifics, but I can reveal a little bit. This matter is related to the Blazing Blue Fairy Field, and it violates the Winter Queen's prohibition."

"Then I quit! I want to resign! I don't want this post of messenger either!"

Old Garney blew up when he heard this.

It roared and jumped up and down, complaining to Bo Laike:

"Blazing Fairy Field is our loa's last foothold. If I offend the Winter Queen, I will have nowhere to go. If I accidentally die in the future, I won't even have the chance to be reborn as a spirit seed.

You bastard is hurting me! "

"Be quiet."

It took a lot of effort for Bo Laike to hold the old Garni in place who was about to run away. He said:

"The Winter Queen's spirit-seed greenhouse has been abandoned for thousands of years. Even if you pass away as a spirit-seed, it will be difficult to be resurrected according to the normal process. You can't count on her in the first place.

She is now stuck with family relationship issues and is very dissatisfied with all the living beings in Azeroth.

Be good, and send the letter there quickly. If something happens in the future, I recommend you to go to Revendres or Madroxas. Isn’t that better than going to Blazing Blue Fairyland and being looked down upon by others?

The goblins in the royal court there even look down on Bwonsamdi, you weak chicken can still have good fruit to eat? "

"Are you serious?"

Old Ghani, who was holding a red-headed cloth, blinked his eyes, and the slender jawed dragon rolled on the sand turned over and said to Bo Laike:

"Can you really arrange it?"

"I have a relationship over there. Don't you think the treacherous Bwonsamdi also plays with me? It knows how to hedge its bets. I have used my relationship to help it regain the other world these days.

Do not believe you to ask it. "

Bu Laike laughed, and showed old Gani the mark of the King of Pain on his finger, and confidently said to the God of Echinococcus:

"There's no need to hang yourself from a tree in the Chilan Fairy Field. What's the relationship between us? As long as you do your best, do you think I'll treat you badly?

Take it easy and go deliver the letter.

We all have a bright future. "

Old Garni looked suspiciously at Bo Laike who was full of confidence, he hesitated for a while, and finally did not throw out the letter to Buckhelm.

But before leaving, the old Garni shook his head and threw a bunch of various tombstones. He said to Bo Laike:

"The Brotherhood of Masons has just completed the rebuilding of Stormwind City, and they are worried that there will be no business. They have accepted your big order, and they are very motivated. They have so many styles of tombstones as samples. Let me bring them to you. have a look.

If it's OK, they're going to mass-produce it. "

"Well, craftsman spirit, I like it."

The pirate groaned and squatted down, and picked up a gray-white tombstone. This thing was made very light according to his requirements, and it was also smaller than ordinary tombstones.

The most important thing is that chains are specially installed on the left and right sides of the tombstone, so that people can carry it behind their backs, just like carrying a "shield".

Bu Laike tried it himself.

Wrap the three chains around your chest and carry the tombstone behind your back.

Jumping and jumping on the spot, he also made a difficult move of splitting in the air. When he landed, the chain rattled, but the sin tablet was very stable, and there was no possibility of it falling.

"Yes, I'm satisfied! That's it."

The stinky pirate snapped his fingers, took off the tombstone in satisfaction, and said to Old Garni:

"You don't need to worry about this, the Uncrowned will take over in Stormwind City, this is a steady business, and Van Cleef will make a lot of money from it.

However, they built the city for the child king, didn't they encounter malicious wage arrears? Those aristocrats are very stingy and have no limit, so they will definitely be able to deduct wages. "

"Uh, this one doesn't seem to be there."

Old Garni shook his head and said:

"Isn't the child king of the Stormwind Kingdom a paladin? How could he do such a thing that violates the oath of fairness? I heard that the salary of the stonemasons is paid by the royal family themselves.

The city is about to be built, but there are still many masons who are reluctant to give up. "

"That's fine."

Bu Laike stroked his chin sadly and said:

"There will be no brotherhoods in Erwin Forest and Westfall. It's really boring to think about it. You go to work. Just as the materials for the sin monument have been delivered, I have to go back and do something."

The pirate bagged the pile of tombstones in front of him, waved to old Garni, and stopped crossing the desert on his slow hell steed.

He took a last look at the Scarab Wall under the moonlight, and a group of blue wings spread out behind him, carrying the pirates straight into the sky, and flew back towards Cenarion Hold.

A few hours later, he flapped his wings and landed on the highest tower of the fortress, turned over nimbly, and happened to see Lich Merry who was sitting by the tower and reading a book of elf history.

The old lich is an undead, and he has long since needed rest.

Seeing Meili's back reading under the moonlight, Braike's eyes lit up. He rummaged through his bag and took out an elegant tombstone. He walked over to Meili and put it next to the Lich's hand with a bang. .

He said:

"I want to give you a present, my dear friend, just see if you like it."

The Lich glanced at the tombstone beside him, then looked up at Bo Laike, and said:

"This tombstone is very beautiful. It should be the craftsmanship of the stonemasons in Storm City, right? They will write the name of the craftsman in the lower left corner of their work. It is really a lovely tradition.

But what about gifts?

Where is the gift? "

"This is it!"

The pirate caressed the tombstone in his hand, which was personally made by the master craftsman of the Masonry Brotherhood, and said to Old Meri with emotion:

"Look at how beautiful it is.

I can't help but think about its mighty posture when you carry it on your back. I know you like white. Look, I have specially prepared a white matching chain for you.

Are you moved? "

"I think you deserve a beating."

A twitch of anger twitched on Merry's dull face, and he said;

"Who did you learn etiquette from? Who taught you to give gifts like this? It's a miracle that you survived for so long without being beaten to death."

"What you said doesn't make sense."

Bu Laike looked left and right, took out the stele of stupid Fenner from the bag, handed it to the Lich, and said:

"I really want to give a gift. You are the first one. I also want to give it to Faol and his paladins. Don't say I don't take care of you."

Merry didn't answer.

He took Fenna's sin tablet and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes. Although there was nothing on the sin tablet, the Lich could feel some strange power lingering around it.

After several minutes, he stroked the cold monument in his hand and said:

"This is... anima?"

"You really know!"

The smelly pirate's eyes lit up, and he said:

"You and Dean Lanyue must have knowledge about anima in the knowledge of death that you and Dean Lanyue obtained from Madroxas. Since you know it, why didn't you tell me before?"

"Just because I know it doesn't mean I will use it."

Merry glanced at the somewhat disgruntled Laike, and he explained:

"That is the knowledge of the dead!

Ms. Blue Moon and I are liches, but we are in the physical world, and Maldraxxus has not opened up that kind of knowledge to us, unless we return to the Shadow Realm now.

Anima is forbidden knowledge that should not be present in the physical world.

But look at you, you've mastered it?

Is this tombstone to be given to me a strange object related to anima?

What is its effect? "

Bu Laike didn't hide any more, and told Meri the function of the sin tablet. The latter frowned more and more. After the pirate finished speaking, he coughed and said:

"So, it can help us resist the spiritual corruption of the ancient gods, give us the ability to face the fallen gods, and give us the possibility to defeat them.

But in exchange, we have to willingly hand over our sins to you, and we will all be like puppets on strings under your control? "

"Oh, your summary is too malicious! Hearing you say that, I seem to be a heinous bastard."

Bu Laike blew his beard and stared and said:

"Obviously I gave you the power to defeat the evil in the void and save the world, and what you have to pay is only a trivial thing. How come I became a big villain who caused troubles to the world when I came to you?

Yes, the Sin Tablet can be used to manipulate you.

But I won't do that.

After the sin tablets are inscribed, I will give them to you for your own safekeeping.

This is the weakness of the soul, and it must be in your own hands. Look, you hold your own insignia, even if I have all kinds of abilities, how can I manipulate you to do bad things? "

The lich was silent for a few seconds.

He said quietly:

"You mean, we have to hide the sin tablet he personally carved for us in front of the most powerful thief in the whole world to avoid falling into the hell manipulated by him?"

"Uh, don't tell anyone that."

Bu Laike hastily covered the mouth of the old lich, and he said:

"Indeed, the difficulty of stealing the stele back from you is no more difficult than snatching a lollipop from a child. But I promise, I won't do it when it's not necessary.

You have to trust my character and my oath. "

"I'm a big believer in vows and character, the only question is, do you have that thing?"

Merry sighed.

He returned Fenner's sin tablet to Bu Laike, touched the tombstone that was about to be given to him, and finally raised his head to look at the end of the yellow sand under the quiet night of the Silithus desert.

After half a minute of silence, the Lich said:

"Come on, just carve a monument for me here.

I want to see the whole process of making it, and finally experience its effect for myself.

If it does, as you say, give me the highest level of resistance to the power of the void, and the power to maintain combat despite the interference of the will of the void, then I will help you persuade others. "

Old Merri's words made Bo Laike blink.

The pirate asked in a low voice:

"Have you surrendered so simply and neatly? I thought you would resist a little bit, such as negotiating with me on a few conditions, stipulating a few contracts and so on."

"Is it meaningful? Even if you make a contract, will you abide by it? Your flexible moral bottom line prevents any contract from taking effect on you.

So why should I waste my time? "

The old lich said calmly:

"The devil is about to enter the material world, the ancient gods are plotting to devour reality in the dark, and all kinds of bad news from afar confirm the coming of an era of chaos.

The War of the Ancients from 10,000 years ago will recur, and we're not ready for it.

If we lose, all the familiar reality will cease to exist, so we can't lose, we need to give everything to win.

If the power to fight the void and demons can be gained just by risking being manipulated, then I'm willing to take the risk.

I believe that those true warriors and heroes will also make the same choice as me.

victory

But it's never something that can be obtained casually. "

"Insightful! Seeing thoroughly, he is indeed the leader of the Tirisfal Council, a high-quality human mage!"

Bu Laike gave Meili a thumbs up, and he said with sincere emotion:

"Even a bastard like me will be touched."

After saying this, he picked up his notebook, made a gesture of a recorder, and looked at the Lich under the moonlight.

He coughed, put on a solemn expression, and said in a drawn out voice:

"Then, Your Excellency Meri Dongfeng, who aspires to maintain world order and peace, in order to gain the power to defeat the ancient evil gods, you have made a noble choice.

You will give and you will receive.

Secrets can't be kept in your heart, it will make you toss and turn every night.

Sin cannot be hidden in the heart, it is a poisonous thing that will only corrode your heart, I will give you the goodness of the sin monument, and bless you through every night that is infested by nightmares.

Come, confess your sins to me.

I am listening. "

(end of this chapter)