Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1146 242. Very Bad Demons Are Invading Qinglong Temple

It took Bu Laike and his hozen men a whole day to get from the heart of the dragon to the foot of the mountain where the Qinglong Temple is located, and the distance of this straight line is quite short.

But there are mountains all the way.

Even for the naturally agile hozen, walking is difficult.

What's more, the monkeys had to carry Bu Laike's sliders in batches, carrying their bad new boss over the mountains, which once made the stubborn hozen very dissatisfied.

They gathered together at breakfast to chat about the issue of "rebellion", and some more vicious guys suggested that when they were walking on the mountain road, they deliberately fell and threw the bad boss off the cliff to die.

They even have concrete plans for mutiny ready.

But when it was close to lunch time, this group of hozen who were heading towards Qinglong Temple accidentally encountered a group of Jinyu people who came to make a pilgrimage. These two races have a deep hatred.

As soon as the two sides met, they began to fight.

The loud fighting sound woke up Bu Laike, who was taking a nap, and then the hozens saw that their bad boss, in a state of getting up, quickly and neatly killed a whole team of jinyu in less than a minute. People beat down.

Thus, the monkeys' idea of ​​rebellion dissipated as the last jinyu who was beaten and swollen was taken prisoner.

They began to cheer for Bu Laike honestly again.

Probably seeing the power of the bad boss, the group of hozen felt that they had a great advantage, so they became more irritable and stubborn in the second half of the journey.

They took steps that they didn't recognize their relatives, yelled and climbed up and down the trees, so arrogant that they wanted to catch all the little raccoons looking for food in the forest by the roadside and slap them.

This pretense made Bo Laike more convinced that these unruly hozens were born pirates.

They are impulsive, irritable, accustomed to large groups and are very united. When their own side has the upper hand, they can burst out with 300% combat power, and they can sense that the situation is not right and collapse very slickly.

They are good at sneaking, they are stubborn, they don't change after repeated admonitions, they like to fight in the nest, and they are very particular about fairness within the group.

Their intellect allows them to use crude stratagems, but not so high as to give them lofty ideals and firm wills.

All their personality flaws are perfect professional advantages in the pirate industry. They don't need to study and train, as long as they get on the ship, they are qualified pirates.

"Leave those Jinyu people behind, what are you doing with them? As military rations? The meat of these Jinyu people is sour!"

Bu Laike lay comfortably on his sliding pole. He scolded the hozen who tried to take the Jinyu captives away, cursing:

"The next bad thing we're going to do is terrible. We can't take the captives and throw them into the water. The rope doesn't need to be untied, and the fish won't drown anyway."

Under the orders of the pirates, the hozen reluctantly threw a group of tall jinyu captives into the nearby Pearlfin River, but they inevitably beat and kicked the murlocs before dropping the captives.

This made Ben Boerba very dissatisfied.

Even though it was a small murloc, and these were jinyu, it was hard to say that the two were the same species.

But we are all murlocs after all, and we cannot just watch murlocs being bullied by monkeys.

So the little murloc ran over and waved the salted fish hammer to drive away those annoying monkeys, and pushed the bullied jinyu people into the river.

These murlocs from Pandaria are distantly related to the sword fishmen they met in Vashj'ir back then. They were a common ethnic group 10,000 years ago, and it is said that they once established a brilliant multi-ethnic civilization in Pandaria.

But the Jinyu people's empire died because of the hozen's betrayal, which made the two clans have a very deep enmity.

However, in the special place of Pandaria, the Supreme God does not allow the two races to fight to avoid dire consequences. The murlocs live by the water, and the hozen live in the mountains, and they usually don't meet each other.

"Don't be envious of them. The Jinyu people were the upper-class nobles of Pandaria in ancient times. Their inherent elegance and nobility are engraved in their souls."

When the little murloc returned to the slider, the stinky pirate said to it:

"No matter how hard you try, a lowly bluegill murloc born in the wetlands, you can't have the elegant temperament of a Jinyu who begs for mercy.

This is the art of reincarnation, do not envy. "

"quack quack"

Bomburba ignored the stinky pirate's malice, it made a face at Bo Laike, and turned its head away from him.

Propping his chin with his paws, he began to fantasize about murlocs again.

If it was a handsome and heroic Jinyu or Swordfish when it was born, how could it still look like this?

If it has such a great background and such a high starting point, it must have made a great career no less than the stinky pirates by now.

Bo Laike watched the little murloc make a fantasy gesture.

He suddenly felt that this vain little guy was hopeless, and this little murloc with a broken mind couldn't be had.

When it first saw the mighty Jianyu people, it was envious, but now it sees the noble and generous Jinyu people.

But this is all here, do you want to find a jinyu wife for your loyal little murloc? Hey, isn't this Wu Dalang playing with Pan Jinlian, and the little dwarf playing with a big ocean horse?

What a beauty!

Thinking of this, the stinky pirate couldn't help but let out a weird laugh, which made the hozens who carried his sliding poles feel uncomfortable all over. His bad boss is really evil.

"stop!"

When walking to a dense forest at the foot of Qinglong Temple Mountain, Bu Laike suddenly called out, and the chirping hozen immediately fell silent, scratching their ears and looking at their bad boss.

The boss promised them that today they can rob Gungun's temple.

Hand over two-thirds of the looted things, and the rest will belong to them.

This kind of promise made the hozens look forward to it very much, and grabbing anything was secondary, mainly because the robbery of Qinglong Temple itself sounded lively enough.

However, the hozen's eagerness to be lively in their bones made them unable to refuse this temptation at all.

In the past, they didn't dare to provoke Qinglong Temple. In this grand temple, there is a very powerful Bad Gun, one can beat ten of them, but now with a powerful Bad Boss taking the lead, the stubborn hozen are full of courage.

All the hozens in Pandaria will call them heroes if this hilarious big bad thing is done!

"I want to arrange some things here, I need your help, come, take a few for each person!"

Bu Laike got up from the sliding pole, grabbed a large handful of purple soul stones from his bag and threw them on the ground. He shouted to the hozens in front of him:

"You take these stones and sprinkle them in this mountain forest. The more you sprinkle, the better, and the closer you are to the Qinglong Temple, the better, but don't be discovered. If you are caught by the pandaren, I will not rescue you."

The smart and cunning hozen Kenken ran up first, grabbed a handful of soul stones and nodded to Laike. This little hozen, who was beaten by the little murlocs before, was very good at doing things.

With its leadership, other hozens ran over to grab the soul stone, and a few idiots tried to put the soul stone in their mouths and bite it to taste.

Bu Laike has never been short of these things.

For tonight's matter, he almost threw out all the soul stones in his luggage, and drove the hozens to work quickly.

After all the hozens ran away, the stinky pirate took out a large bag of spell-casting materials used by warlocks, and pouted at the little murloc, who then followed Laike into the depths of the jungle.

It has been helping the pirates make the divine power extraction ceremony before, and it is already a qualified assistant.

And a great magician like Bu Laike personally came out, and a large demon summoning ceremony was naturally arranged with ease.

As night fell toward midnight, he stuck the last pale candle made of naga fish oil in the corner of the great pentagram circle on the ground, and looked back again.

After repeatedly confirming that there was no problem, the pirate rubbed his hands, glanced at the looming Qinglong Temple in the dark night, gave a smirk, and was about to start casting spells.

"Who are you going to summon this time?"

Xalatas asked quietly:

"The demon you're looking at must be extraordinary, right? Maybe it's the lord of a small demon world. If an army of demons comes in full force, will Qinglong Temple be able to withstand it?"

"Look at the stupid question you asked, it looks like a layman who doesn't know anything about the Pandaren's force system."

Bu Laike sneered and said:

"In the Qinglong Temple alone, there are two legendary monks and a legendary murloc prophet, as well as Dharma protectors from the Golden Lotus Sect, Shado-Pan masters, and nearly a thousand high-ranking monks.

Add to this the strong men of the Cloud Serpent Knights stationed nearby.

The Baimu Garden and Chenfang Garden on the other side of the mountain lived three famous Pandaren Jiuxian families. This place is also the dojo of Yulong Tianzun, enshrining a lady who can fight most in the demigod world of Azeroth. .

As long as the Qinglong Temple issued a call, the overseas Linfeng Island could immediately recruit more than 300 cloud dragons to help in the battle. Therefore, the correct question is not whether the Qinglong Temple can survive, but how much time the invading demons can buy me.

Let me put it this way.

Unless Kil'jaeden came in person, or the demons chose to launch a full-scale invasion here, the demon lords under its command would never even think about breaking through the temple in a short time. "

The pirate raised his hands, calling out the power of fel energy, and in the dark magic entanglement, he whispered:

"And I have always felt that the 10,000-year blockade of the Mist Continent not only protected the panda people from outside influence, but also protected the inferior civilization of the outside world from being invaded by the bad guys.

Don't be fooled by the pandaren's naive appearance, my lady, they were a huge civilization on the same level as Azshara's elf empire more than 10,000 years ago.

A queen as proud as Azshara would call Shaohao's father the emperor.

Now the elf empire is long overdue, but the pandaren civilization not only relied on itself to resist the destruction of the world, but also developed for ten thousand years without being influenced by the outside world.

This civilization is indeed restrained, but once they are not affected by the Sha, how big is the potential for war that will break out.

Do you dare to think about it?

Anyway, I dare not.

Believe me, no king in the outside world would want to think about this. "

"So, why did you come to Pandaria?"

Xal'atath said softly:

"Are you going to free the pandaren from the shackles of self-restraint?"

"If I can successfully find the dark heart of Y'Shaarj, why not?"

Bu Laike smiled veiledly, he said:

"Why do such powerful Gunners use the prison as a prison? They are born to make their voices heard in this chaotic world, and they have enough qualifications and strength to do so.

They should set an example for other immature civilizations with their peaceful nature.

They should also use their hearts and fists to help this world suppress the turmoil that has always existed.

They should become Azeroth's "spirit of calming the sea", and they should do the same. After all, fighting the strong and helping the weak, and maintaining stability have always been the traditional virtues of pandaren.

I believe that the appearance of Pandaren will make this world more lively. "

"Snapped"

The pirate swung the shadow and fel entangled in his hands forward.

The thirteen fish oil candles on the magic circle under his feet were lit at the same time, and when the green fire light illuminated the dim jungle, a revolving door of evil energy opened in this quiet place.

With the coordinates of the demon world given by Meng Faithtos before, Bu Laike skillfully communicated with the twisted void. As the door of evil energy in front of him rotated, it became larger and larger, a "wormhole" leading from the material world to the demon star field. " is turned on.

A fel kid riding on the back of the Cerberus poked its head out of the summoning door furtively, but was imprisoned in place by the pirate's magic the next moment.

The kid was terrified, it thought he was going to die here soon.

"Hey, do you recognize me?"

Bu Laike knelt down and beat the frightened kid on the head, saying:

"My reputation should have spread to the Twisting Nether, right? After all, I defeated the mighty polluter Archimonde in Dalaran."

"Are you Bo Laike Shaw?"

The kid froze for a moment, then screamed:

"The Defiler issued a reward, any demon who can find Braike Shaw will be rewarded, the demon who can provide accurate information will be infused with power, and the demon who can bring your head back to Argus will be given a whole world !"

"Fine, that's what I want to hear."

With a flick of Laike's finger, the Initiator's mark flipped in his palm, and the light from the relic of Argus blinded the eyes of the fel imp in front of him.

"I will give you good luck today. I will give you praise and strength, but a demon world that belongs to you is fine. After all, the ultimate goal of life is to be achieved by your own hands to make sense."

The stinky pirate kicked the brat and scolded:

"Go ahead.

Go back to your world.

Tell your officer and your lord the news of my presence.

Tell the master of your little world, tell the mighty eredar twins, tell the two eredar whores loyal to the Trickster.

I have the artifact of Argus that the polluters lost, and if they want the artifact or my head, come here in person!

I'm not going anywhere today, just waiting for them here.

But they better bring more people over! "

Bu Laike pointed to the outline of the Qinglong Temple, which was as huge as a giant beast in the reflection of the night, and said to the little ghost in front of him:

"My new friends are amazing.

They are already eager to kill a few demons to show their strength. To be honest, if you can't even deal with me and my friends, don't expect to invade Azeroth.

The world will eat you pathetic demons like snacks. What are you doing?

Wait until I roll out the red carpet for you to see you off?

Why are the demons this year so stupid! What else can Lord Sargeras expect from you scumbags?

Get out! "

The stinky pirate kicked up, kicking the screaming evil kid back into the portal like a national football kick, and passed through the portal amidst the howling of the kid crying for his father and mother, splashing ripples.

Bu Laike threw the Initiator's Mark in his hand and said to Xal'atath:

"The bait is done, now it's up to the fish to bite the bait, let us wait patiently, and sincerely pray to the moon god that there will be no air force today, that would be too shameful.

Come on, come on, the hot twin sisters and the empty-hearted warlock are waiting for your company. "

(end of this chapter)