Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 154 62. Do you occasionally pick up garbage and eat it? That thing tastes good-add more for all brothers [35]

"If you want us to go with you, you have to do one thing for us first."

After thinking for half an hour, the old snake man seemed to have finally made up his mind. He raised his head and looked at Bu Laike, who was sure of winning, with his snake-like head.

It spat out the letter and said:

"The reason you said may persuade my people to find more allies who can fight against the darkness for the oracle left by the gods.

But that's not enough.

If you want my stubborn people to accept the fate of joining a pirate, you have to show your generosity and strength. After all, what we are discussing is about the belief and inheritance of the snake people for thousands of years! "

"Well, this is the start of the Allied Races quest line."

The pirate murmured in a low voice.

He looked at the Snake-Man Prophet and said:

"Then just be more straightforward. Tell me where to go? Who to kill? How much?"

"It's not killing! It's saving."

Warwick sighed, looked north, and said:

"The Faithless Snakes have been attacking us and plundering our compatriots. Their leader, my former brother, Kotaek, the former Guardian of Courage, has become more and more brutal after abandoning his faith.

It ordered the plundered pious snake people to be imprisoned on the gravel coast in the north, and our people were hung in the ruins to accept the scorching sun.

Let the people's pain howl, as the end of resistance against its conquest.

Many of our compatriots are detained there, there are hundreds of them, and if we want to leave, we must take them with us! I have lost too many of my fellow human beings, and I cannot afford to lose them again.

And my people and I want to protect the Temple of the Pious, and we can't spare the power to save them.

if

If your group of wild warriors with Bwonsamdi's blessing can bring back my poor people, I think it will be easier for the guardians in the temple to convince themselves to accept being your warriors fate. "

"no problem!"

Bu Laike readily agreed to this condition.

He is worried that there is nowhere to find more souls, and they will be devoured and restored by the Naglfar.

He thought for a while, and said to the old prophet:

"It's not too late, let's go now, you send a few brave warriors as our guides, and I will be able to bring your people back before dawn."

"It's far away!"

The old prophet said in a surprised tone:

"If you go overland in the desert, it will take at least two days!"

"We are pirates, and the sea is our battlefield. How do you think we quietly bypassed your guards outside the temple tonight?"

The pirate snorted and walked to the edge of the second floor of the temple. Under the gaze of the old snake man, he whistled towards the sea, as if calling for something.

A few seconds later, under the shocked gaze of the old snake man, a dilapidated keel warship exuding a gloomy and evil spirit parted the sea under the night, and floated above the sea surface amidst the tumbling and shaking of the waves.

On the ghost ship with awe-inspiring aura, the deck still had some damage, and the mast was also broken, and there was no sailor manipulating it at all.

"Let me introduce you, my friend."

Bu Laike stretched out his hand to stop the old prophet's thin and strange shoulders emitting electric arcs, pointed to the gloomy keel battleship under the sea cliff, and said in a triumphant tone:

"That's my flagship, the Naglfar, the soul-inducing ship of hell.

It's very hungry.

Hungry for the corrupted and delicious souls for food.

I think, we 'borrow' some souls from the servants of Emperor Kotaek to satisfy his hunger and thirst, shouldn't it violate the teachings of you snake people?

After all, they already call themselves unbelievers.

This is a blasphemy against the gods, and should be sentenced to the death penalty!

What do you say? "

Seeing the shock in the eyes of the old snake man made the pirate feel a little dark inside.

Using the Naglfar, imposing and full of dark power, to break out of the sea as a means of displaying its own power is really tried and tested.

Every life that sees it will be shocked by the breath from hell.

Pretend power +100%

Deterrence +200%

Trendy value +10000%

It's a pity that my family knows my own family affairs, and the intimacy between Laike and the ship spirit can only summon it to emerge from the bottom of the sea and order it to sail in one direction.

Pirates still have a long way to go to achieve the maneuvering power that is almost integrated with the Naglfar like Hablon.

But for pretend, it couldn't be better!

"Let Red and Maim gather their hands! I know that their desire to fight tonight has not been vented, so it's okay. When we arrive at the gravel pier in the middle of the night, I will let them go."

Bu Laike waved his hand and said to Garona:

"At that time, give me as much chop as you want! Don't let go of an unbelieving snake man! Tell Xieyan again, prepare enough soul stones, and not a single soul is allowed to slip away!

If anyone messes up, I'll hang him on the mast till we get back to the Eastern Continent! "

This commanding tone made the Legendary Assassin somewhat dissatisfied.

But considering that if Laike wants to deter these snake people now, there is still necessary pomp and circumstance, so Garona endured it and became an errand runner.

"My men lack weapons."

The pirates looked at the undead pirates who were noisily advancing under the sea cliff in the distance. The things held by the cannon fodder of the troll exiles were still taken from the pirates of Zemlan.

It's almost weathered.

Then he told the old serpent man prophet:

"I think the weapons you snake people use are pretty good. They all have lightning special effects. Can you prepare a batch for us? My pirate group needs a little 'specialty'."

"no problem."

Snakeman seer Warwick said in a mournful tone:

"During the past hundred years, due to continuous wars, too many warriors of the pious have died, and their weapons are stored under the temple. I can give them to you.

As long as you can bring back our people.

But the keystone."

It looked back at the blue keystone shining with thunder, and said softly:

"We want it to leave Wharton. Maybe this can really stop Kotaek from doing stupid things, but you also promised that you will find a safe enough place for the sacred object."

"certainly!"

The pirate looked at the soul of the old mage Meri Dongfeng floating on the soul lamp, and said:

"Master, you already know the fate and inheritance of the Snakeman, and you also know the importance of this keystone, can I store it in the magic treasury of Dalaran through your relationship?

That's the safest hiding place on the Eastern Continent as far as I know. "

"Can."

Merry's soul closed his eyes, and he said:

"But it is not easy to convince Antonidas and the Council of Six, Bo Laike, you said earlier that there is a dark thing under the Tirisfal region as well.

I must see it!

If what you say is true, Dalaran, including all members of the Tirisfal Council, will do everything possible to protect the sacred relics of the snake people!

However, why should we look far away? "

The old mage was indeed a wise man, he soon discovered the problem of this plan, he said to Bu Laike:

"The Zandalari Golden Dynasty is powerful, and those trolls rule Zandalar, and they are powerful enough to protect this relic from the unbelievers.

And the seal is in the Wharton Desert. Once the seal is lifted, the homeland of the trolls will also be threatened.

They also have good reason to protect this sacred object.

Perhaps it was right to give them the Keystone. "

"Well, that's the problem, both of you."

The pirate made a regretful expression, and said:

"You still remember what I said just now, there are three Titan Guardians arranged on the island of Zandalar to seal the sixth ancient god G'huun, right?

Wharton, the second seal, Atu Aman, had been destroyed thousands of years ago.

Its destruction caused the power of G'huun to leak out, and the blood troll barbarians of Nazmir were infected by the power of the god of the deep, including the bloodstone you picked up in the jungle, master.

It was also a shard of G'huun's power.

The blood trolls have been in the Heart of Darkness area day after day, corroding the first seal there, Artunazman, and it has lost its effect now.

Guess, where is the only remaining third seal, Zuldazar? "

"Zuldazar? The name"

The old mage said in a surprised tone:

"The capital of the Zandalari trolls, the city of gold, is called Zuldazar, right? This...isn't it a coincidence?"

"Snapped"

The pirate snapped his fingers and said in a low tone:

"You guessed it, Master.

The golden city of the Zandalari trolls, the center of the Zandalari Mountains, the throne of the Zandalari kings, the third golden pyramid named after the ancestor king Dasa.

The holy place common to all trolls, the capital of the Zandalari Dynasty, is the seat of the Third Seal.

Once there is also destroyed, the sixth ancient god G'huun will break out of the nest

So, do you really think it's the right choice to put the keystone that will unleash G'huun's most powerful servant of destruction alongside G'huun's final seal? "

The old mage fell silent.

He nodded, agreeing with Laike, and then asked:

"The Zandalari trolls are known as the oldest civilization, and they have been recording history since before the birth of history, so it is impossible for them not to know the story of G'huun?

I can't believe they let the serpent people scramble for so long. "

"Well, they know, but it doesn't mean they care, Master.

No matter how ancient the Zandalari trolls are, they are still a mortal civilization. When they heard the story of G'huun, they reacted the same way you did when you first heard the name.

Those are myths and legends.

It's too far away from the world of mortals.

not to mention."

Bu Laike shrugged regretfully, and said to Meili Dongfeng:

"The Zandalari dynasty is not monolithic. On the court of King Rastakhan, there is the Prophet Zul who is dedicated to contributing to the prosperity of the Zandalari civilization.

There are also bad guys vying for power.

But this is their business and has nothing to do with us. As long as the keystone is taken away from Wharton, at least the dark things under the desert will not be released temporarily.

Although I do it for my own benefit.

But master, you have to admit that I did this for the good of the world.

All right.

I'm leaving for the Gravel Coast. "

The pirate raised the soul lamp and said to the old snake man prophet behind him:

"Pack up your things, after we bring your people back, we will leave this ghostly place and go to the tortoise's stronghold in the north to receive the ships.

Then

Get out of here and go far away.

I've been away from civilization for so long, it's time to go back and see my friends. "

——

"Gulululu"

Ten minutes later, the Naglfar carrying the undead pirate and the snakeman guide slowly sank under the sea under the order of Bu Laike in the same posture as when it appeared.

When the icy sea water flooded the deck, a thin layer of water emerged from around the hull, covering the deck with a group of pirates who couldn't breathe in the water and rather curious snake people.

Like a monster that sank into the bottom of the sea, it quietly moved towards the gravel coast under the dark sea.

Wearing a pirate hat, a pirate trench coat, and a blindfold, Cloth Laike grabs the decaying rudder wheel and pretends to be driving a ship.

In fact, the Naglfar bird didn't even bird him.

People are "autopilot".

He didn't want to obey Bu Laike's instructions and walk around.

"Hello, Garona."

Bu Laike grabbed the skull wine jug on his waist, drank the foxman desert-flavored fruit wine he poured into his mouth before, moistened his throat, and said to the legendary assassin hiding in the shadows beside him:

"I asked you to prepare, are you ready?"

"It's done, but"

Garona said in a strange tone:

"Are you sure that if you bring a pile of rubbish to meet a loa, you won't be kicked out? Are there really loas who like rubbish in this world?"

"Yes, you're going to see that strange thing soon."

The pirate pouted and said:

"It doesn't just like trash. If picking up trash has a rank, the one we are going to meet is basically the god of trash in Azeroth.

But don't worry, relax.

This trash guy Loa is very talkative. "

(end of this chapter)