Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1512

Lothar is busy.

After being embraced by death, he gained almost eternal life, but he felt that time was running out, so His Majesty the Lich King became an active and introverted dog.

He leads by example, unwilling to waste a minute on useless things.

Therefore, after gathering the death navy that he was very satisfied with in this Quel'Thalas sea area, His Majesty Lothar handed over control of the fleet to his admiral.

He himself took his three Apocalypse Knights and the Death Knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood to the coast of Quel'Thalas, preparing for his "Northern Border Parade".

He didn't even get around to meeting Bo Laike, and the pirate didn't seem to have anything to say to Lothardo.

After having a simple but gunpowder-flavored supper with little Jaina and her family on Finner's ship "Golden Sword Queen", this annoying guy quietly disappeared under the night of the Elven Kingdom .

His "The Evil of the World" has left this sea area before, returning to the home port of Mechagon for various repairs and enhancements.

Although this voyage has achieved a lot of victories, the ship still has "billion points" minor problems that need to be adjusted.

The mechanical gnomes are very obsessed with the perfect shape of this ship, and they regard it as an epoch-making work of engineering. This group of ingenious mechanics does not allow any flaws in the Evil of the World.

Of course, there was also a shameless troll pirate god who followed them back.

Gaboya seemed to be afraid that Bo Laike would go back on his word, and the stalker wanted to push the transformation process of his Reaper to the front of the Mechagon production line.

For this, he even wanted to bribe Prince Erazmin with money.

Of course, this damn request was rejected by the upright dwarf prince.

However, Mechagon still reached a "cooperation agreement" with the old troll. There are few mechanical gnomes, and many of the materials they need are monopolized by the goblin consortium.

Therefore, the mechanical prince asked Gaboya to teach those goblins who kept raising prices maliciously "a little lesson".

For this job, Gaboya said that it would be a piece of cake, anyway, he is in need of money to complete the transformation of the Reaper, isn't this a sleepy pillow?

As we all know, the goblins are the richest!

Moreover, the goblins are generally rich and heartless, and they can all be killed!

Of course, Gaboa sent his ship to Mechagon for modification, also with the intention of avoiding disaster.

In this sea battle, he completely stood on the opposite side of the sky wall, helping the Hydraxia water elementals to drive away the wind elemental army.

With the wind rider's neurotic state and narrow-mindedness, if Gaboya doesn't find a place to hide, maybe tomorrow he will be directly "send warmth" by the Legion of the Endless Wind.

Anyway, a naval battle changed many things, and its influence took time to spread.

During the night in Quel'Thalas, Dai Lin, who was standing on the coast, watched with mixed emotions that her Wang Quan was being driven away from the sea area by a group of excited pirates called by Fenner.

The bear girl in her family even couldn't wait to write the name of the "Golden Sword Queen" on the sail, declaring that she had defeated Dai Lin's great cause.

"My daughter has grown up."

Beside Dai Lin, Mrs. Jin Jian said embarrassingly:

"Don't take it to heart, I still have some money from my own house. When we go back to Kul Tiras, I will pay to build you a ship that is exactly the same."

"There is no second offshore Wang Quan in the world."

Dai Lin glanced at the piece of mast that belonged to Wang Quan at sea in his hand. He smiled and said in a low voice:

"My ship was taken away, and my career as a seaman was over. My sons and daughters joined hands to send me out of the battlefield of this sea. They hoped that I would stay in my hometown and become a good king. Don't interfere with the next era. great cause.

so be it.

I'm really old anyway."

"It's better to be cruel and become a dead spirit, Dai Lin."

The voice of the old Marshal Barry came from the night. Dai Lin looked back, and the death admiral who was wearing the old Kul Tiras military uniform and a worn-out three-cornered hat was walking towards him.

He seems to be full of energy.

Except for those eyes that burned with blue flames, he was almost the same as when he was alive.

"It is only after death that you understand the generosity and kindness of death to us old men."

Marshal Barry said in his hollow voice:

"When I was still alive, I had to go to the toilet twice a night, and I had to control my food intake every time to avoid embarrassing situations. You may not know it. In a certain meeting, I almost lost control of my damn bladder.

The injury from that year caused my legs to ache every rainy day, my teeth were falling out, my left eye could no longer see anything, and my heart would stop for a few seconds at some point in the night.

Death is not hell, and I was already suffering in hell before then.

But old age is a punishment, Dai Lin, a punishment that can be truly experienced and felt.

Especially for people like us.

When you are so old that you can't even control your own urine, you will realize that death is so insignificant compared with this cruel torture.

We can't die on a bed covered in excrement.

Even at the end of our lives, we have to pursue our decency

So I advise you, before you suffer from insomnia and hair loss all night, before you can't even chase your enemies, you should end yourself as soon as possible, and then you will be like me, seemingly returning to the energetic twenty years old.

In addition to being troubled by those cold memories, the period after my death is the most comfortable time I have lived in the past ten years. "

As he spoke, Marshal Barry let out a weird and cold laugh. He pulled out a cold ice crystal dagger from his waist and stuffed it into Dai Lin's hand.

He patted Dai Lin's shoulder as before, and said softly:

"When you feel that you are about to lose your dignity and decency, use this thing to hit your heart hard, so that you can embrace death as a mighty warrior, not as an old man.

Don't be afraid, let me who has been here tell you.

It doesn't hurt as much as you think. "

"You old dog!"

Dai Lin was not angry either. He laughed and threw the dagger into his bag, saying:

"I've only heard of people being advised to live well, but I've never seen people being advised to die. What kind of dog can say such damn words? I'm not like you, you poor lonely person.

I have my wife, I have my children, I have my family.

I haven't lived enough! "

"Tsk tsk, it's hard to imagine that this is what a man who was just beaten to the ground by his own daughter would say."

The old Marshal Barry sneered:

"I heard that your son is not even interested in beating you. How can you have the face to continue living like a failure like you? I think you should just die.

Be kind to yourself, Dailin.

I'm curious, how did you convince yourself to accept such humiliation? "

"If you don't take the burden of your family as a humiliation."

Dai Lin shrugged and said:

"Besides, I am willing. Can you control it? Go and bring your death navy. I want to see what you, an old dog, can train this death fleet?"

"You'll see."

Old Marshal Barry snorted, turned and walked into the darkness, saying:

"At your funeral, I will take my fleet to mourn you. Your son will not allow your soul to fall into our hands. He may arrange a happy ending for you in the world of the dead.

But we will continue to watch in this world until the day when the eternal garrison ends.

farewell.

Daelin Proudmoore.

farewell.

my admiral. "

"We'll see you again in that world of war, old Barry."

Dai Lin shouted into the darkness:

"At that time, let's fight again to see who will be the general and who will be the adjutant! I'm sorry, I didn't give you a chance to decide the outcome. Although I gave you the same result, at least it will let you Be more respectful when talking to me."

"Hehe, what's the name of a loser's dog?"

Old Barry's hollow voice came from afar, saying:

"You're doomed. I won't show mercy next time."

"Hahaha"

The laughter of the two old men echoed in the bleak night almost at the same time. After the night was quiet, Dai Lin coughed twice and said to Madam Jinjian:

"Go to your manor and rest for a night. Since Lothar wants to meet the kings, I have to attend too."

——

"What? Marshal Lothar has entered the northern border, and King Terenas is inviting all the kings to Stratholme?"

In the distant city of the Stormwind Kingdom, Grand Duke Bolvar Fordragon was walking in his manor with his daughter in his arms, when he received a piece of news that was not good news.

He frowned suddenly, thinking of King Varian's recent bad situation, he felt that it was best not to let Varian participate in this meeting.

But in the next moment, the guards who sent the news told the Grand Duke a worse news.

"Your Majesty, he...he has already set off! He didn't disturb anyone and set off alone."

"what!"

The Grand Duke instantly raised his voice several times, frightening the little girl in his arms to cry, making the Duke scramble to coax the child, then lowered his voice and said to the guard:

"Quick! Let Archmage Marin lead someone to chase him back immediately. His Majesty's current state of mind sees that Marshal Lothar has designated an accident! Let Xiao follow along, and be sure to bring him back!"

"Obey!"

The royal guards immediately turned around and rushed out of the manor. Within ten minutes, the leader of SI:7 and the Archmage of Stormwind arrived in Stratholme through the portal.

They want to bring His Majesty Varian, who is in poor condition, back home.

But what was unexpected was that Varian Wrynn, who had set off before, did not reach the northern border. The teleportation mages in Stratholme did not perceive the portal of Stormwind City to open in the city at all.

In other words, His Majesty Varian must have encountered an accident during the teleportation process, which made everyone including Shaw feel numb.

hell!

Their king is missing! Or disappearing in a teleportation accident, which has happened many times in the past, and what happens to those who get lost in space is, well, not very healthy.

But where is Varian Wrynn now?

"Wow, wow"

The icy sea water washed against the young man's arms and legs at night, causing the haggard young man with a messy beard and hair that hadn't been combed for a long time to suddenly open his eyes at a certain cold touch.

The action of being forcibly interrupted by the teleportation and abruptly changing the location of the teleportation by the unstoppable magic made his mind full of dizziness at this moment.

It was like being hit on the forehead with a stick.

If Varian Wrynn was not also a very talented paladin, the sequelae of this teleportation trek alone would be enough to make him lie in bed for a week.

Although this period of time has been terrible and his mentality has collapsed, Varian still has the instinct to fight when he encounters danger. The moment he woke up, he reached out to touch the sword at his waist.

But it was empty.

"Are you looking for this?"

A familiar voice full of ridicule and ridicule rang from the rocks on the beach not far from Varian, making the young king grit his teeth with hatred, and stood up from the sea all of a sudden.

He called for the Holy Light to descend, and the golden flame evaporated the water stains on his clothes in an instant, making him look like an angry avenger.

He stared at Bo Laike, who was leaning against the odd stone, toying with Varian's royal sword, the blade tipped with a large lobster, which was being roasted over the campfire.

Regardless of this guy's identity, this scene really looks like a picnic at night.

And the surrounding environment is also very strange.

Varian saw the forest in front of the coast. It was a tree that did not exist in the Stormwind Kingdom, like maple leaves. There was only one place in the eastern continent where such a large-scale maple leaf forest existed.

Is this some remote shore in Quel'Thalas?

"You must be wondering why you passed out on the desolate coast of Quel'Thalas when you clearly stepped into the portal from the Kingdom of Stormwind to Stratholme?"

Bo Laike didn't turn his head to look at Varian Wrynn who was walking towards him angrily, he took some seasoning from his hand and sprinkled it on the grilled lobster, so that the delicacy would exude a better aroma.

He said:

"I did it, I got a new wonderful staff, I can ignore any teleportation rules and forcibly pull you to any place in the world.

You should thank me for not sending you straight into the deep ocean or into a volcano

But speaking of it, as a king, why do you always like to act alone?

This is not a good habit.

Do you think you are great?

Do you think you can handle all the dangers that exist in this world with a dwarf-forged sword? My lovely child king who can't even protect his adoptive father and his own biological father. "

"Shut up!"

Boo Laike's words definitely angered Varian, and the guy definitely did it on purpose.

The angry young king called out the holy light with his bare hands and smashed at Bo Laike, but the latter just tore open the lobster legs that were roasted and smelt, savoring the delicacy and ignoring the attack behind him.

As Varian's fists approached the pirates, General Carl, who was hiding next to Laike and disguised as a stone, suddenly struck with his fists.

The demigod Stoneborn's punch directly shattered the holy light around Varian, knocking him flying, and fell into the icy sea in embarrassment.

The stoneborn had fought the naaru in Revendreth, and no one was better at dealing with creatures of the light than them.

"See, as I said, the world is dangerous, my poor boy king, and you obviously don't realize it."

Bo Laike stood up grabbing the delicious lobster legs. While eating, he said to Varian who rushed up from the water roaring:

"Okay, stop playing childish temper, calm down, descendant of the Wrynn family."

"I want to talk to you about one thing, er, to be precise, my majesty wants to talk to you about one thing, about the long-lost emperor's sword, Stromkar Warbreaker."

The pirate looked at the angry wet king in front of him, he took a bite of the big lobster, blinked and said:

"Tell me, Varian Wrynn, do you want to be Emperor? Or, to put it another way, do you want to be High King of the Alliance? Don't be shy, just say so.

I will help you realize your wish.

I'm going to impress everyone, and it's been the last time I've been this generous, so seriously, think about it. "

(end of this chapter)