Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 116 26. The Foxman and the Caravan

The sun was slanting to the west, and the temperature outside the temple was dropping.

The desert, which is still hot to death at noon, will already have a tinge of coolness. According to the rate of temperature drop, when night comes, the extreme heat will turn into extreme cold.

The temperature difference between day and night is so large, no wonder this desert is so barren.

It is difficult for ordinary life to reproduce here.

The shadow of the temple also stretched in the desert. The orcs who were ready were hiding in the ruins of the temple. They lowered their bodies as low as possible, acting like thieves on tiptoe.

But these guys are really bad at it, as if tauren couldn't have stalkers.

Seeing the clumsy gestures of the orcs, Laike shook his head, and the pirate was sitting in the center of the temple, next to a bonfire that was raised.

The alpaca was tethered next to it.

This little thing is not afraid.

Probably because Bo Laike brought it back from the lost in the desert, it was very close to Bo Laike, and even stretched out his hand to lick Bo Laike's fingers.

Although the alpaca does not have a saddle, it wears a dried garland under its furry neck, and it is not afraid of people, which proves that it is domesticated.

That's why the pirates took it back to their camp.

Garona was nowhere to be seen, but she was probably hiding somewhere in the temple's shadows.

The old mage Meili Dongfeng, leaning on his own pine stick, was looking at those strange murals in the half-weathered desert ruins.

The old mage was probably the most at ease of all.

He died three thousand years ago, and he didn't care about the temperature at all. In addition, he was a legendary spellcaster, and the ice shield on his body was almost constant and permanent.

He was very interested in the murals in the ruined temple.

After looking at it for a long time, the mural shows a strange creature that he has never seen before. It has a body like a snake, but it has legs and hands.

And the scene described in the mural seems to be a battle of myths.

A huge snake man with a halo of light on his back was fighting against a group of dark things whose shape could not be seen clearly.

The murals are very original.

But the old mage seemed to be able to understand the meaning, the more he looked at it, the more dignified his expression became. He had already taken out his own letter and used a flying quill to write and draw on it.

"Actually, you can ask me directly, Master."

Bu Laike teased the vicuna beside him, he said:

"As long as you open your mouth, I will tell you everything I know. The story about the war between the gods of the Wharton snake people and the monsters in the abyss happened thousands of years ago, before human civilization was born."

"I don't ask. As we said last night, you're just exploiting the curiosity of a spellcaster who's lived three thousand years."

The old mage said without looking back:

"You showed me this on purpose, but who do you want me to tell the secrets I have seen and recorded? Is this a hidden warning to human civilization?"

"You spellcasters like to think too much. I just want to be a person who is willing to share, and I don't want to appear like a disrespectful idiot, and it turns out to be wrong in your opinion."

Bu Laike pouted, pretending to be aggrieved and said:

"I just want you, an old man who has a reputation in Dalaran and has enough vision and wisdom, to see my value. I'm just preparing for some things that may happen in the future.

For example, when the entire human kingdom is preaching that I am a heinous villain, when everyone is accusing me, I hope you, Master, will remember our journey.

Don't forget these things I show you so you don't say no to some of my little 'requests'.

Because you know I can afford anything you ask.

And if you are troubled by similar things in the future.

Don't forget, you also have a pirate friend who knows a lot.

This is my purpose.

Mages respect knowledge, so I'll show you what I have, so we can be friends, or at least not enemies. "

"Shouldn't the basis for judging friends and enemies be based on behavior?"

Meili Dongfeng said softly:

"Just like me, I don't want to be friends with a person who is knowledgeable but wants to destroy the world. That's too dangerous."

"No, no, you still don't understand."

The pirate shook his head and said:

"I mean, you've seen the dark power that hides outside civilization, you've been exposed to it, you know how dangerous it is, it sees all living beings as an enemy.

The distinction between friend and foe is all the more ludicrous as they emerge from their old seal.

Like I never thought orcs had to die.

Because I know that at some point, human beings will also need orcs, and as comrades-in-arms, I will set foot on the battlefield with them.

It's only when you face them that you realize that you need to let go of those old grudges and unite all of you to have any chance of a small victory.

But why wait until the future is hopeless before you think of being friends with me?

Under such a system, the meaning of my existence is not to prevent you from falling into a desperate situation?

You see, what I said is very clear.

It's not that I necessarily need you to be my friend, but you and the people behind you need me more than I need you. Shall I tell you another secret?

For example, you may not know the dark secrets hidden under the Tirisfal region, but the entire human civilization was born and developed under its nose.

For another example, in my hometown, in the territory of Kul Tiras, the seeds of the abyss have already taken root.

Some time ago, when I was serving in the Union military, many people questioned why I didn't seek out my comrades.

Alas, no wonder they are too blunt.

They just didn't see the whole thing.

Hush. Here they come! "

The pirate's ears moved suddenly, and he looked at the sand dunes outside the temple for a moment. He waved his hand backwards, and the orcs in the temple immediately cheered up and held their breath.

Outside the sand dunes at dusk, there are crisp bells coming from afar, and the calls are exactly the same as those of vicuna, as if there are many cars running in the sand.

There are also some very strange and inhuman beasts running and screaming in the desert.

There are many people here.

Bu Laike's keen hearing allows him to hear things that the orcs can't hear, such as running and walking on the desert with many feet, such as some strange language communication.

Outside the sand dunes, there is a fairly large team scattered among dozens of people.

They surround the ruins.

And the shadows are still fluctuating, and there are stalkers coming towards the temple.

"whoosh"

The pirate made a decisive decision and threw a flare with his hands.

Without a gun, this thing can't go far.

But it was more accurate to be thrown by the pirates with a deadly throwing technique, and it hit the place where the sand dunes and the ruins of the temple blended for a moment, shining brilliantly.

Drive a few little people out of the shadows.

These guys were about the same height as the dwarfs that Bo Laike had seen, about 1.23 meters, very short, but with long hands and feet, fluffy bodies, and big fluffy tails behind them.

Two sharp protruding ears turned around, and a pair of charming eyes were filled with astonishment.

There is also the animal snout protruding from the furry face, which is the same as that of a wolf, but shorter, with canine teeth protruding from the mouth. This is exactly a bipedal fox.

It's still that kind of desert fox, it's cute just by looking at its face.

But the sharp weapons they held in their hands represented that their intention of coming was not so peaceful.

"Go! Remember what I said!"

The pirate waved his left hand, and the orcs hiding in the temple rushed out roaring.

As for the few vixen thieves that were illuminated by the flares, before they had time to display their nimble steps, they were all stunned within a second by Garona who emerged from the shadows and held two wooden sticks.

The half-orc assassin who had never seen a vixen touched the big fluffy tails of these little guys curiously.

Hmm, it feels really good.

It is no different from a real fox tail.

Bu Laike led the restless vicuna, and walked out of the ruins of the temple slowly. On the hill, the fox people came in groups, and they didn't expect the orcs to charge back.

They appear to be here to negotiate.

But being caught off guard, I thought about using their own unique "caravan tactics" to resist, but compared with the orcs attacking directly, these small guys really don't have an advantage.

In less than half a minute, they were easily broken through by the orcs with the help of a strange caravan formation.

It's not their fault either.

There are no such things as orcs in the Wharton Desert.

The vicious green man rushed into the vixen's car formation, and knocked down all the vixen who dared to resist with one punch, and the situation suddenly became more chaotic.

The vixen leader standing on the caravan and commanding saw that the situation was not good, so he picked up a bone whistle and blew it hard.

Those desert hyenas who were tamed by the vulpes as mounts immediately gathered from all around. They were indeed fierce and attacked under the command of the vulpe leader just like the pack of wolves.

But in the world of Dellano, the orcs regard the war wolf as their partner. The green skins have a lot of experience dealing with these canine creatures.

Some younger vixen were frightened silly.

Seeing that the orcs had gained the upper hand, they dropped the dart-like weapons in their hands, and ran behind the dunes screaming with their big ears in their hands. These little furry guys are small, but they can run pretty fast.

Their big feet are really good for moving fast in desert terrain.

But those adult fox people are very fierce and determined.

These cunning warriors, using the caravan as an obstacle, kept taking out all kinds of strange things from their large and small packages while dodging quickly, and threw them at the orcs.

There are fire bottles that burn when thrown on the ground, poison that emits poisonous gas, and some simple explosives.

In this fancy way, they also took down a few reckless orcs.

But soon, the chaotic battle came to an end.

"swish"

The figure of Bu Laike appeared in the shadow brought by the shadow step. He jumped to the top of the caravan. The leader of the vulpe who was directing the battle reacted quickly and was about to jump under the car with his big tail.

But as soon as the little female fox jumped up, the pirate grabbed the big fluffy tail, lifted it up, took out another thing from his pocket, and tied the little fox tightly with his hands and feet.

"Hey, let your group of little foxes stop, if you continue to fight, they will kill you."

The pirate held the fox leader in front of him, and he said to the fox in the troll language:

"We just want to ask for your help to cross the desert."

"What are you? What are those bad green things? We never saw you in the Vol'dun Desert! But you stole our llamas!

We came to get our llamas back, and you attacked us!

You are a bunch of big bad guys!

Worse than those unbelievers snake people! Worse than those Zandalari outcast trolls! "

The leader of the vulture spoke in a sharp voice, she looked like a female, she kept struggling and screaming, she didn't intend to catch her without a fight, but the thing that bound her was not ordinary.

That's Sefiel's juvenile tendon, just like snake tendons.

It looks inconspicuous, but it is extremely tough.

"I picked up that alpaca in the desert. The poor little thing got lost. I saved it."

Bu Laike retorted, and quickly avoided the vulpera's open mouth like a beast. He shrugged and said:

"But that's not the point. Listen to me, vulpe, you have multiplied in the Voldun Desert for thousands of years. You must have heard of the legendary treasure of the Zandalari pirate king Zemlan, right?"

The pirate blinked at the fox leader who suddenly became quiet in front of him and started to wag his tail. He said:

"We came for that thing, and I've found the treasure map, now I just have to lead my stupid and incompetent men across the desert.

But without the help of you desert natives, we couldn't travel quickly through the endless quicksands of Vol'dun.

So I'll just say, want a piece of the action? "

(end of this chapter)