Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1131 227. Beautiful scenery, beautiful ruins, beautiful Naga. Gan, it's Naga again!

"We must warn Goldrinn!"

In the forest on the edge of Howling Vale, Ursoc's Chosen Warrior Tull heard the words of Bo Laike.

He was stunned.

The followers of the wolf god nine thousand years ago actually planned to pollute Goldrinn's power and induce it to degenerate into a dark demigod. This kind of thing immediately reminded Turr of the depravity of the bear god Ursoc.

Tur Rageclaw suddenly felt angry, and he said to the pirates in a rough voice:

"We must stop that wolf shepherd and Jinn who was bewitched by him. After my beloved Ursoc suffered a disaster, I swear that such a thing will never happen again!"

"I can understand your feelings, but I think Goldrinn might already know."

The smelly pirate waved his hand and said:

"This can also explain why that dead Jiaoao suddenly summoned me, but don't worry, even with the Luna Scythe in hand, it will take time for Jean to release the sickle claw druids.

Scythe claw druids will need more time to pollute Goldrinn.

The wildness of the wolf god is not so easy to control, and they may be severely retaliated by Goldrinn.

And although this matter is serious, it hasn't reached the point where we need to disrupt our original plan. There are also big things I need to do on the coast of Azshara.

We need to get that done first.

In the end, old Jean's stubborn temper can't believe my kindness. Since he hates me to death, let him continue to play with fire. "

Bu Laike shrugged and said to his bear warriors:

"When he gets burned, I'll help solve the trouble, but it's definitely not free of charge, well, it's in our interest.

let's go.

There's not much to see here.

We can drop by Felwood for a while, and see your northern kin in Kalimdor before my ship calls us.

Maybe they will have a banquet to entertain you, and I can also have a meal or something. The Winterspring fire wine brewed by the local bears is the best wine in Azeroth.

I've been wanting to try it for a long time.

Let's go, for your sake, let's go buy some wine from the bear tribe in Felwood. "

The pirate turned and left, and the bear warrior followed without much hesitation, and shared with Bu Laike their grievances and hatred between the bears of the Northland and the bears of Felwood.

Only an ancient werewolf was left huddled in the dark jungle with a battered nose and swollen face. It stared dumbfounded as the pirate and bear warrior disappeared from its field of vision.

Its mind was in turmoil.

What the hell?

Just let me go?

After you said so many horrible things in front of me, don't you plan to kill me to silence me?

Hey, how unprofessional!

And it sounds scary that the wolf god is polluted. Could it be that their wolf herders have really betrayed Goldrinn's power? No way

The ancient werewolf who had been let off trembled and got up while covering his swollen mouth. He looked around, then quickly slipped out of the jungle and ran towards the Howling Valley.

It's unclear if the things Boo Laike said were true.

But it felt that it was necessary to tell the werewolf leader in Howling Valley. Although the wolves were wild, they also had strict class divisions.

if

It means that if, if the wolf shepherds really intend to pollute Goldrinn, then their followers who have accepted the wild power of the wolf god will have to face a difficult choice.

These scythe claw druids hate those traditional druids who betrayed them. They think that their contributions have not been understood by the tribe and have been cruelly abandoned, and all meaning of existence has been erased.

They want revenge on their former partners.

But revenge is one thing, destroying the kingdom of elves is one thing, and betraying and twisting Goldrinn who gave them power at the most critical moment is another.

That is the source of their faith.

Could it be that the wolf pack, which has always been united, is about to usher in the day of division?

——

"hum"

On the deck of the Naglfar, the black Summoning Ritual Stone received an echo in the vibrations. With the infusion of magic power by the warlock trio, Bo Laike, who was far away in Felwood Forest, broke through the space and returned to his ship.

He was followed by Tur, the bear warrior.

The latter's huge body was full of bearman's wine barrels, and he was carrying four barrels in his hand.

These are all Winterspring fire wine bought from the bearmen in Timbermaw Fortress. Braike really loves this mysterious wine that is as cold as ice in the mouth, but bursts like fire and burns the whole body after drinking, so refreshing. .

In fact, even though Winterspring Fire Brew has the word "wine" in its name, it itself is a secret alchemy potion made by the Woodmaw furbolgs in Winterspring Valley.

This thing can stimulate the strength of the fighters in a short period of time, and it will also stimulate the muscles of the body to expand, so that the drinker will grow bigger when the potion takes effect.

The Timbermaw furbolgs regard it as a strategic material and will not show it to outsiders who are not trusted by them.

To be honest, if it wasn't for Tur Ragpaw, the "old cousin" bear man from Northrend, who had a big face, Braike could only rely on the "traditional arts" of thieves to get the wine he wanted to taste .

"How do you ask Tur to help you carry these wines?"

The first mate, Sephiel, appeared beside the beaming Bo Laike. She looked curiously at the bear warrior who was taking down the wine barrel and placed it on the deck, and then whispered to Bo Laike:

"Isn't it more convenient to pack it in a bag?"

"How do you know I don't have wine in my bag?"

The smelly pirate grinned.

He took his pirate hat from his good daughter Chuan Ling who suddenly appeared, and put it on his head. Looking back at the surrounding scenery of Azshara Coast, he said:

"If it wasn't for my luggage, I wouldn't bother Tull. His name as Ursoc's chosen warrior is really useful to the Timbermaw furbolg.

They treated him as an honored guest and greeted him into the Woodmaw Stronghold with whistling noises, including me. "

"What? The bag is full?"

Seifel stared wide-eyed, looking at the five magic bags on Laike's waist, she put her hips on her hips, and screamed in an angry tone that a shopkeeper should have:

"Your luggage is the biggest luggage that mages can make! Each has the capacity of a small warehouse. How much wine did you buy from the bears?

Is it easy for the pirates under your command to rob houses and make money? You don't feel sorry for your precious wealth being wasted like this! The wine cabinet on the ship is full of all kinds of wine you have found. Have you finished drinking it? "

"It didn't cost much."

Seeing that Seifel was so angry, Bu Laike suddenly felt a little guilty.

He said vaguely:

"The bear monsters gave me a discount for Tur's sake, and I bought too much, so they lowered the price for me. This is the precious alchemy wine of the bear monsters, and others don't know how to buy it Woolen cloth."

"Yes."

Bear Warrior, who had unloaded his wine, passed by here, and when he heard what Bu Laike said, he nodded violently and said:

"The captain bought all the Winterspring fire wine that the furbolgs had accumulated for thirty years at one time, and four of their five wine cellars were emptied, and the remaining fire wine in the one was reserved for the furbolg warriors to use in battle. of.

In the next few years, even if you have money, you will not be able to buy it. "

It's okay if Tull doesn't explain it, but once he explained it, Safir's anger soared again. Seeing that the first mate dragon was about to go crazy, Captain Scatter hurriedly took out a rolled up paper from his arms and stuffed it into Safir's hand .

He earnestly exhorted:

"This is the recipe of Dongquan fire wine I bought from the furbolg. In the future, we don't need to spend money to buy wine, and we can make good wine and sell it to others to make money.

This is my darling, and I will leave it to you to keep it for me.

You are the person I trust the most, and I don't feel at ease entrusting it to others. "

"Humph."

These words dissipated Sefiel's anger a little bit. She glanced at the formula in her hand and put it in her pocket. But soon, Seifel realized another thing.

She stared back at the stinky pirate who was bragging to the three warlocks about how powerful the wine she bought was. While he was rewarding the three warlocks with a barrel of wine to taste, Sefiel asked in a low voice:

"Can't you steal? You can steal things from Moonglade, how can a small Timbermaw Fortress stop you? Why spend money on wine recipes?

Are you drinking too much and seeping into your head? "

"I wanted to steal it too."

Bu Laike rubbed his cheeks and sighed and said:

"But that place is blessed by Ursoc and Usor's divine power, I don't want to offend my 'iron buddies', and it's not worth fighting against Ursoc for a formula.

I only spent 50,000 gold coins, plus 'renting' three orc warriors, Brother Saurfang and Grom Hellscream, to the Timbermaw Ursars to drive out the evil satyrs that plagued their territory, and I got the deal done. "

"wait!"

Seifel's eyes widened when she heard this, and she said:

"I'll talk about the money later, how can you still lease the orcs to the furbolgs to fight? I understand that Red obeys your orders, but Brother Saurfang doesn't listen to you.

Unless you use the sin tablet, how can they listen to you? "

"That's right, they won't listen, these bastards are obedient to the orthodox chief of the orcs."

Bo Laike rolled his eyes, grinned and said:

"But the furbolgs don't know about this. I gave the furbolg the letter of commission signed by Reid, which is equivalent to handing over the order of the great chief to them, who are simple and honest.

As for whether they can use this order to mobilize three orcs to fight for them, that's not my concern.

Are you right? "

"Ah this."

Seifel's eyes widened, and after a long while, he could only sigh with powerlessness and helplessness:

"I can only say that it is indeed you."

"Haha, is this captain's dark wisdom worthless?"

Bu Laike was not ashamed to stand on the side of the ship with his hips akimbo, laughing and looking at the coast of Azshara Peninsula in front of him.

The desolate scenery of this weird peninsula land in the east of Ashenvale was exactly the same as he remembered.

It’s like a terrifying monster biting this piece of land fiercely, thus shaping the strange landscape of the north and south sides of the Azshara Peninsula and the depression in the central area. From the sea where Braike is located, you can clearly see the top of the peninsula Sprawling elf ruins.

That is the capital of the Elven Empire, the last ruins left on the earth after the collapse of the world in the War of the Ancients. Just from these ruins of the city that have been weathered and lost for thousands of years, it can be seen that the capital of the Elven Empire in its heyday should have What a beauty.

The cliffs that break off at the edge of the ruins are more like bread that has been violently torn apart, and they are like towering ribbons wrapped around the ivory-white beach.

In the Inner Sea of ​​Azshara, which borders the Great Sea, the sea known as the "Storm Coast" has continuous waves washing the sandy beach, jagged reefs emerge from the water at low tide, and winding and rugged Together, the reefs form a coral maze beneath the sea.

Such a weird terrain is the last "gift" left to this land by the big bang.

It creates an extremely dangerous seabed, making it impossible for even a strange warship like the Naglfar to safely cross this ocean.

Therefore, Bu Laike's ghost ship can only float on the sea like other ships, and berth in the water near the storm coast according to Bu Laike's previous order.

"Have you found the temple of the sea titan?"

Bu Laike asked Sefiel beside him:

"What about Little Xingxing and the others? Don't you plan to come back to work on the ship?"

"The second mate and the bosun have returned."

Safiel brushed his hair and replied:

"They went to Lu Xun in Azshara this morning to look for the blue dragon stationed on this desolate peninsula, and the little star said that she should be able to get some secret news on the land of Azshara from that blue dragon.

The temple of the sea titans has not been found yet, but Prince Farondis, who came to the ship a few days ago, has been personally tracking the sea titan tribe on the coast of Azshara.

He should also be able to find some useful information. "

"very good."

Bu Laike nodded in satisfaction and said:

"The ghostly place of Azshara has always been the base camp of the Naga in Kalimdor, those vicious soft-skinned snakes occupy the ruins of the ancient capital, and do not allow other life to approach.

They are very powerful here, and it is said that they have a direct connection with Nazjatar. Don't provoke them, let's leave after finishing our business.

You go get the Tidal Stone ready.

As long as we find that sea titan demigod, we can

Ok? "

Before the stinky pirate finished speaking, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the sea beside him.

It seems that something is about to rush out from under the sea, and it seems that the local overlord naga have discovered the strange ghost ship Nagfar.

The vortex on the sea surface rapidly swelled into a beating sea tide, and a group of probing naga were mixed in the sea tide. They seemed to think that this lonely ship that dared to break into their territory was easy to bully.

Just as he was about to come over and strike the bold intruders hard, he would use the special skills of the naga pirates by the way.

"boom"

The flying waves hit the side of the ghost ship like a heavy fist, shaking the whole ship.

In the heartbroken and shocked gaze of Braike, just now placed on the deck by the bear warrior, the barrel of the precious wine he bought with a lot of money jumped violently, and then rolled down into the rolled up sea water with a gurgling sound. Spin disappeared.

The entire deck fell silent at this moment. The trio of warlocks who were pretending to taste wine with wine glasses were at a loss. Seifel glanced at Bo Laike and covered his eyes in despair.

"No! My wine!!! That was bought at a great price!"

In the next moment, Bu Laike's heart-piercing roar echoed in the sound of the waves, and then the anger of the stolen treasure swept the entire ghost ship.

"The shameful naga have launched a despicable and unforgivable attack on us! This is a declaration of war!"

While the dark green eyes of death light danced and smashed into the waves, the roar of the scrap pirate brandishing a sharp blade was like thunder, and his killing intent was unstoppable.

"Everyone!"

"Swords out! Kill them all!"

(end of this chapter)