Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1397 30. Goldring: Although I wish I could bite you to death, I still want to give you a good review

The Luna Scythe shattered before Jin's eyes.

This scene made everyone present widen their eyes.

Especially those werewolves who were summoned by the herd, they surrounded the platform, their ears pricked up, their dog eyes widened, and some even stuck out their tongues.

This is not as simple as a weapon breaking down.

At the moment when the Luna Scythe was broken, whether it was the werewolves hiding in the Gilneas King City, or Lord Darius and his werewolf soldiers who beat up Lord Godfrey on the northern border, as long as they were in Gilneas At this moment, all the werewolves in the country clearly heard the sound of broken souls.

That is not a destruction that hurts the soul and will, but more like the breakdown of the shackles. To put it more vulgarly, it is like the dog chain around the neck being taken away.

No one can rely on a weapon to control their thoughts and their will, and no one can ignore the resistance of the werewolf and gather them into a dark army.

But freedom is something that not everyone pursues, so the werewolves can only accept the reality that they are finally free for a while.

Except for some brainy guys who have started screaming and cheering, other werewolves are still savoring the unique taste of being unrestrained.

And Gene.

He thinks more, and more thoughts bring more pain.

"I think you are sensible enough after suffering so many failures. I think you can bear more losses after losing so many times. But it seems that you are not as strong as I thought.

Look at your face, old Gene, you're like a loser who's lost everything.

Even the last mind is on the verge of collapse. "

Bo Laike's voice sounded behind Old Genn, and he put his hand on the gray werewolf's shoulder and whispered:

"Don't you like the ending I've created for your country and people? Maybe rather than a real wolf country, you want a caste kingdom consisting of a few free werewolf classes and the vast majority of 'untouchable werewolves' ?”

Old Jean did not answer this pungent question.

It's like his spine is broken.

He curled up, ignoring the injuries on his body at all, just lying there dazedly grabbing the scythe with his broken face on the ground, as if he wanted to put them back together.

He could feel the cursed life force rapidly expanding on the body that had been cut open, and the scars left by the pirates had scabbed over and would become a scar on his body again.

A man's medal.

But he is not proud of it.

"Say something, Gene."

the pirate asked again.

The old werewolf shook his body, his voice was extremely tired at this moment, it seemed that all hatred and grievances had become meaningless at this moment.

"I have fully recognized the cruel reality that there is no solution to the werewolf curse.

I've been searching, but I can't find the power to purify it from the outside world. My people and I have to live with this curse forever, and pass it on to our descendants.

That's what I thought, I was in despair, until I found this scythe in that abandoned temple.

I thought I could lead the werewolves to rebuild Gilneas with this scythe. I thought I could shape the werewolves from unruly wildness to qualified citizens with this scythe.

It created the werewolf, and it is the scepter of the wolf king.

It is my last hope.

It is the last hope of this fallen nation"

Jin's claws clasped a fragment of the sickle, and the sharp fragments cut his skin, and blood flowed down Jin's claws and dripped to the ground.

The gray-haired werewolf shook his body, as if suppressing his emotions about to erupt like a volcano, he said:

"Now, there is nothing! Hope, the future, this country... It is you who spread the curse of the werewolf to this land, and you are the one who destroyed our last hope towards the light

Boo Laike Shaw!

How evil do you have to be to do such a thing without changing your face? "

"I really want to explain to you why I did this, but I think if I said this, you would think I was sophistry."

Bo Laike snorted, exhaled the smoke ring, and glanced at Malfurion Archdruid Stormrage striding towards him amidst everyone's gaze.

He made a "please" gesture to the archdruid with antlers and bird wings on his arms.

He said:

"So, let a trustworthy, respectable person explain all this to you, and perhaps Lord Stormrage can make you truly realize your biggest mistake.

But trust me, Gene, I mean no harm this time.

I'm just being ordered to finish the work I've been doing long ago, and this time it's not a personal grudge.

Use your werewolf brain and think about it. "

The pirate whispered in Genn's ear:

"That is a demigod's divine tooth. If the master does not allow it, how can I smash it with mortal strength? Goldrinn's blessing, and this Luna sickle that can manipulate werewolves?

Do you think the two are one?

No no no.

You can't be so greedy.

You can only choose one of them! "

Bu Laike patted Gene on the shoulder as farewell and said:

"I know that under the mighty werewolf appearance, you have an indecisive heart, so I made a choice for you. When you hold your wife and children and enjoy your life when you finally get back on track.

you are welcome. "

After speaking, Bo Laike laughed and walked away with a pipe in his mouth.

He walked towards Goldrinn lying prone in the moonlight, with the Uncrowned and the werewolves making way for him with reverence and awe.

This month the wolf god stared at Bo Laike with a very unkind look, but until the pirate came to him, Goldrinn didn't attack and bit the damned bastard to death.

On the contrary, the lone wolf god even acquiesced when Bo Laike raised his hand to touch its mane.

This seems to represent Goldrinn's dislike for Boo Laike, but also his satisfaction that he has completed the task he asked him to do well.

"So, Lord Goldrinn."

The pirate stroked the handsome and mighty silver mane of the wolf god in front of him. He took off his luna helmet, flicked his long golden hair and looked at Goldrinn. He said:

"I've already finished my work. You said before that it would be good for me. Seeing that my work is so well completed, and I saved your dog cough cough and a wolf life today, you don't want to give it too much." It’s going to be hard to end this.”

"Aw!"

Goldrinn shot Bo Laike a hard look in disgust.

After a few seconds, it glanced at the bright moonlight in the sky, and then made a resting posture of a dog, resting its head on its interlaced paws.

Even closed his eyes.

This seems to be an intention to renege on the debt, but Laike has already fully understood what Goldrinn meant: the benefits owed to you by the wolf god will be paid to you by the moon god.

Well.

The bastard who was taken care of by Bai Fumei is tough when he speaks.

——

"When you took this scythe, I just woke up from years of sleep, I didn't have time to stop you, and I didn't have time to tell you everything about it.

Perhaps a share of the responsibility for the tragedy of Gilneas belongs to me. "

In the ruins that were about to welcome the dawn sun, Malfurion Stormrage Archdruid, who had rushed all the way from Mount Hyjal, half-kneeled in front of the lonely and desperate Jinn.

The archdruid held the branch of the mother tree, Ganir, and flicked it on his fingertips with healing power, helping Jean recover from his injuries. The kind-hearted archdruid said to Gene in a guilty tone:

"I exiled Ralaar Flame and his sickle claw druid back then, and I sealed them in the deepest part of the Emerald Dream, and I hope they can sleep forever.

But we ultimately failed to contain the darkness and evil that was born within us, and we failed to fulfill our duty as caretakers to allow them to rise again in your nation nine thousand years later.

What the druids of the Scytheclaw do to your people, the Cenarion Order will not sit idly by, and we will do everything in our power to heal the land and the life on it. "

"Lailar told me that as long as the Luna Scythe is there, the werewolves still have hope."

Genn looked at the scythe shard in his hand.

He whispered:

"I have personally experienced the impact of this scythe on werewolves. It can indeed manipulate werewolves to do cruel things, but it can also be used as a key to leadership and enlightenment."

"No! Liral was just lying to you, Gene."

Malfurion said with a serious expression:

"Although Bo Laike was very rude, I must tell you that he was right in this matter! It is not for nothing that we sealed the scythe back then, Your Majesty Jean.

Don't believe any glorification of the Scythe by Scytheclaw Druids, this weapon should never have appeared in the first place! "

Malfurion pointed to the shattered Luna Scythe on the ground, and he said to Genn:

"This weapon not only represents the sanctity of wild nature, but also embodies the out-of-control brutality of animal nature. It is a combination of tranquility and fury. It is not only a weapon, but also a symbol.

Unfortunately, it can never be held by mortals.

The story of Ralaar is the beginning of its catastrophe, and the story of Gilneas is the end of its existence.

To be honest, after seeing the Moon God's sickle shatter with my own eyes, I finally settled one of my worries. Bu Laike did what we always wanted to do, but couldn't.

For that, we should all be grateful to him. "

"I'm not going to thank him and I don't want to listen to anything that comes out of his mouth, it's not believable.

But he said you could answer these questions for me, go ahead, Archdruid, I'm listening, I'm a complete loser and I have nothing else to do anyway. "

Gene raised his head and looked in front of him. Queen Mia with disheveled hair was walking towards him. Gene showed a bad smile and held out his hand to his wife.

After seeing Jean finally sober, the queen almost burst into tears. She ran over and hugged her furry husband tightly, and Jean also embraced his lost and recovered wife in his arms.

This scene made the archdruid smile.

Although he came late and didn't catch up with any battles, the scene in front of him was quite satisfactory, making His Excellency Stormrage feel the warmth brought by the good things in his heart.

He said softly:

"B Laike is a prophet, he has a code of conduct as a prophet, they are very good at pretending to be ghosts, and always hide their true thoughts in those words that are not clear.

Talking around the corner is their 'fine tradition'.

In fact, as long as you are familiar with Bo Laike's way of speaking, you will realize that he, a lying pirate, almost never lies when it comes to matters of the future.

This is one of his few remaining strengths. "

"Ok?"

Genn looked sideways at the archdruid.

He said suspiciously:

"You seem to know him well, and you don't seem to dislike him? Why would a figure of legend like you get close to such a villain?

You've heard about what he did in Stormwind, haven't you? I heard he wounded His Majesty Tyrande, isn't that your wife, aren't you angry?

In my eyes, Bo Laike, the bastard who caused pain in Gilneas, is crazy, he is immersed in his own dark fantasies, and his dark prophecies are completely out of touch with the real world. "

Malfurion smiled and did not answer this question. He picked up a fragment of the Luna Scythe from the ground and put it in his hand. Looking at the shattered demigod's tooth, he said softly:

"I am the last druid who handled the Luna Scythe, and I sealed the sickle in a secret place with my own hands. I did this in the hope that it and the power it represented would be forgotten by time.

I actually have my own little secret, His Majesty Jean, and Queen Mia.

I, the archdruid who is loved by nature, actually studied Goldrinn's wild power in depth before the Battle of Satyr. It was during the War of the Ancients that we had sacrificed a lot to fight against demons.

I once thought of using this wild power for the war of protection, so in theory, I, Malfurion Stormrage, am the first true scytheclaw druid in this world.

I was one step away from being in your and Ralaer's realm, I was so close to being a werewolf.

It's just that I'm very rational and lucky. At the last moment, I was rescued by an 'old friend'. After realizing that Goldrinn's wildness could not be controlled, I resolutely gave up this power.

But I know a lot about the dark secrets of werewolves.

This is why I finally made up my mind to use the power of nature to exile Ralaar and his scythe claw druid.

I.

Ben is one of you.

I'm just not as crazy as other werewolves. Or rather, I learned to balance the bestiality on my own. "

"swish"

Hearing Malfurion's "decryption", Jin's eyes suddenly changed.

He moved his fingers and stared at Malfurion in front of him. The next moment, Malfurion in front of him smiled at him, and the elf's face suddenly changed, turning into a human being surrounded by natural forces. A wolf head very similar to Genn.

This scene made Jin and Queen Mia in his arms stare wide-eyed at the same time, but before they could seriously watch, Malfurion returned from the werewolf posture to the elf form.

"this"

Gene burst into ecstasy, and the depression and despair in his heart were dispelled in an instant. With a tone of mixed anxiety and expectation, he whispered:

"You can maintain the human form for a long time without being affected by the wildness of the werewolf? This is what the growler used to lure us, saying that it can give us such an ability.

I know it's presumptuous, but can you teach us? "

"Of course, Your Majesty Jean."

Malfurion let out a long breath.

He glanced back at Bo Laike, who was talking to Lord Goldrinn, and said to Genn:

"That's why I came here. The ancient debt of favor can finally be repaid today, which also makes me feel relieved. But Your Majesty Jin, you must be prepared to perform this 'wild appeasement' ceremony.

In addition, even if the ceremony is successful, you and your people will not be able to return to the peaceful old days in an instant.

I am a druid.

It has taken me thousands of years to perfectly harness my bestiality, and my condition cannot be considered ordinary.

I can give you a chance to restore human beings, but the wildness of werewolves will always haunt you, and you need to find that balance in your soul by yourself. "

"That's enough! It's enough to become a human again, Arch Druid, let's start now, please tell me, what preparations do I need?

What has this long-suffering nation paid for this precious ceremony? "

Gene asked hurriedly.

The archdruid glanced at him and said softly:

"There is no need for any pressure, Your Majesty, someone has already paid for you."

(end of this chapter)