Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1636 4. What should I do if I destroy someone else's sacred object on their territory? waiting online

The pirates soon came across their sacred stone in the Krokul Breaker's "House".

But before observing and touching the holy stone, the pirate looked at the treasure house built in the deepest cave in the rift valley with a very strange look.

This is where all the "treasures" that the Kroku Breakers have collected over twenty thousand years are stored.

But this is probably the first time a pirate entered a certain "treasure house" and didn't have any itchy hands, not because he changed his temper, but because of the things in this treasure house

how to say?

Not quite in line with Boo Laike's "aesthetic".

The first is a few blood-stained rusty shackles hanging on the rock wall.

According to Hatton, it was the weapon used by the first Krokul slaves to escape their demonic cages, using chains to strangle the lesser demons that pursued them.

This is a symbol of Kroku's rebellious spirit.

There are also several pots of strange flowers that are still blooming in this dark place full of fel energy and emit faint fluorescence. The chief said that this is the only plant that can grow on the land of Krokuun.

Not only is it Krokul's staple food, but it's the only natural light source the Broken can find in this post-apocalyptic world.

They regard this flower as a symbol of light in darkness, and endow it with many beautiful meanings.

Next to the flowerpot were several dried demon skulls, among them was a very "fresh" skull of the Doomsday Valkyrie, which was a "good thing" that Garona had just hunted with the Dark Templar assassins.

These skulls were the only "collection" that Curry could have pleased Boo Laike with, but the crokul's poor workmanship made these supposedly valuable trophies worthless.

The pirate looked straight and shook his head.

"Your treasury is really good"

The pirate said to Chief Hatton against his will:

"A friend of mine would absolutely love it here."

"It doesn't have to be, Lord Bu Laike."

Chief Krochow shook his head, and it laughed strangely, saying:

"I have been to Dellano, I have seen Velen and his cowardly people build the Temple of Karabor after Mac'Aree's palace, I have also been the consul of the Eredar civilization, I know that the real treasure house should be what does it look like.

Laugh if you want.

I don't take this as a kind of sarcasm and ridicule.

You're not Krokul, you can't really understand us.

These things may seem worthless to you, but they are the only things we have left. We have spent 25,000 years in darkness and despair, and we always have to find something to commemorate for ourselves. things. "

"Huh? You think I'm talking against my will?"

The pirate blinked, shook his head and said:

"My friend, your suspicion really makes me feel sad. I really appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. Uh, forget it, let's explain it with practical actions."

Bo Laike took out a sculpture of old Garni from his arms, and rubbed it vigorously in his hands a few times, but there was no response.

The pirate said awkwardly to Hatton:

"Well, the distance is too far, it may take some time to respond across the stars, the weak bastard is like this, always loses the chain when I need it, just wait patiently.

Well, here we come! "

As Bu Laike threw the lifelike wood-carved Elastognathus on the ground, in the scattered smoke, the "cool" and illusory figure of Old Ghani appeared in the cave with great difficulty.

As soon as it appeared, it jumped up and cursed at Bo Laike:

"Where the hell did you call me again, you bastard? I used up a third of my divine power in response to your **** call! You bastard! Every time I meet you, it's no good

Hey, the garbage here is so weird! "

As expected of the God of Trash, he was immediately attracted by the various "treasures" in Kroku's treasury.

Under Chief Hatton's astonished gaze, Old Ghani's weak phantom walked around the cave shaking its head, and it let out a weird laugh, saying:

"They are all strange garbage. Although they are not outstanding on the outside, they are very rich on the inside. I even feel the weight of civilization from these unattractive collections. The wisdom of the humble people condensed in the long years of suffering makes me marvel.

quick!

Cloth Laike!

my buddy! Introduce me to the owner here, I have a hunch that I can harvest another outstanding scavenger today! "

"Hey, look, I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Bo Laike was finally satisfied. He picked up the Balrog pipe that was burning and constantly emitting high-temperature smoke, and patted the stunned Chief Hatton next to him and said:

"Introduce to you, before you is the patron saint of the lowly, the fire bearer of the scavengers, the king of destiny of all the garbage heaps of the stars, the high sanctuary of petty theft, the god of secrets and communications for pirates and lowly.

His Majesty the wise and classy old Garni is also. "

"That's right, that's right, it's me!"

Wrapped in a broken red turban, wearing a dilapidated luggage, and wearing tattered boots, Old Ghani shook his head and tail with a shattered eyeball magic weapon floating beside him, with his hips akimbo, and proudly said to Chief Hatton:

"Hey, big man of the Broken, you look very similar to Akama. I'm already the patron saint of the Ashtongue clan in Akama. Would you like to sign a god contract with me and become my great scavenger?" ?

Not that I'm bragging!

I'm not afraid of those horrible demons, if you mess with me, I will cover you and your people in the future, and I will definitely let you live a life without worrying about food and clothing.

Look at your miserable and humble looks, you look really good for me. "

Old Ghany scratched his cool red turban, winked and said:

"Besides, I still lack a god-chosen trash guy here. Seeing how stylish you are, I think you can try to win it. It will be beneficial to you."

"this"

Chief Krokul lived almost 30,000 years like Velen, but he had never experienced a scene like this before.

A strange god from another planet wants to recruit him for no reason.

Although it is indeed a great honor to be valued by a god, the old Gani in front of him seems to be unreliable no matter how he looks at it.

"You've got to show them your powers, my dear old Garni."

Bu Laike reminds:

"Horrible years have passed for the Kroku, which have given them a habit of being suspicious and wary, and they are indifferent to all kindness.

They are very realistic, you have to let them know that you are useful, go ahead, show your power in the corners, guide them to pick up good things in the trash, so that they will be convinced by you! "

"I want to, too, but it's too far away from me."

Old Garney complained:

"Projecting illusions across the stars has consumed a lot of my divine power, and I can't show them more, but I can consume the remaining power of this illusion and give them a temporary mark so that they can use some of my blessings ability."

"That's a good feeling!"

Bu Laike snapped his fingers and said to Chief Hatton:

"I know that some of your people are enslaved by demons, and you have been trying to free them, so let old Ghani help you, Chief Hatton, and get some elite Kroku assassins, let old Ghani help them bless.

Then let them act with us, we will grab the helmet of domination, and you will rescue your people, so that no matter whether we win or lose, you will not lose. "

"it is good!"

Hatton agreed without hesitation.

It fully demonstrates the realistic characters of these Kroku, but it is not their fault. Put any race in Kroku's situation, they will do whatever it takes to survive.

After arranging Krokul's initial contact with Old Ghani, Bo Laike finally had time to observe the "sacred stone" kept by the Krokul Breakers.

This thing is huge.

There is one person tall.

It looks like a very irregular fluorescent boulder that looks like it was dug out of the ground. It emits a faint light in the dark, and it is not as gorgeous as the sacred objects that Laike has seen before.

The pirate took off his gloves and put his hand on the surface of the sacred stone.

As expected, there was no response.

It seems that Hatton didn't lie to him. Only the Kroku shaman can communicate with this thing, and no one else can establish any contact with it.

But Bo Laike came prepared.

He used Old Ghani's blessing as an excuse to dismiss Chief Hatton.

When Bao Curry was left alone, he took out the Ornament of the Prophet's Eye that Velen gave him as a "reward" before departure, and took out the Enlightenment Mark that he had kept all along.

These two things are two-thirds of the Argus world artifact "Crown of the Regents", which is said to be a sacred object held by the consuls to communicate with the world during the prosperity of the Argus world.

The pirate holds the two gem-like relics in his right hand and touches the stones again with his left hand.

This time the reaction was violent, and at the moment of contact, Laike's will seemed to be pulled into a burning shattered illusion.

He seemed to be integrated with the ground under his feet, and experienced the pain of the entire Argus world falling apart in just a moment. The pain was so real that the pirate even felt his body split apart for a moment.

He could hear the real sobbing from the holy stone, like a big man crying when he was dying. Although there was no verbal communication, the sad feelings were interlinked.

If a more emotional guy were here, he must have been in tears because of this emotional exchange, but the pirate is a hard-hearted guy for the most part.

He was not disturbed by this strong sad thought.

He maintained the link with a strong will, until he survived the weird thoughts of the earth shattering that day, and then he vaguely saw a titan wrapped in blue and red light.

He seemed to be asleep, but it was more like the weakness after being punched to the ground.

"Hey!"

Bu Laike shouted at the guy at the level of will:

"Can you hear me? Don't pretend to be dead. I know you can still hear me. Others think you are dead and corrupted by the power of Sargeras, but I know that you are still resisting.

It can be seen from the fact that you have quietly sheltered Krokul on Argus for more than 20,000 years, and you are still trying to save these last lives born of you.

Give me some answers, okay?"

"They. They're listening. He's listening. Hush."

A weak but thick voice quietly surfaced in the pirate's ears, and it could be judged from the sound alone that this guy was indeed very, very tired.

The sound was like the last breath from the shriveled lungs of a dying body.

"Then let me make a long story short, you don't have to respond."

The pirate let out a sigh of relief.

The worst outcome he expected was that this guy could no longer respond to him, and now it seemed that he still had a little consciousness left, which couldn't be better.

"First of all, I'm not here to save you, I'm here to kill you."

Bu Laike cut to the chase, saying without hiding anything:

"You should be very aware of your current situation. Lord Argus, the star soul of this broken world, and the destructive witches and elders under Sargeras have poured the evil energy into your once pure heart of the world.

The corrosion of more than 20,000 years has left you with no possibility of recovery.

Once you wake up from your cold, dark rage, you will become Lord Sargeras's "Ulifier", with no possibility of escape like Lord Aggramar.

But you actually have a glimmer of hope.

I'm not kidding you.

I'm serious, although I can no longer be born in the noble form of an Arcane Titan, but I can provide you with a "race transfer" service.

All the six major forces have vacant thrones for you, a naturally powerful and noble life. I can help you arrange this business, and I even arranged everything for you in the other world.

The untrustworthy ruthless monarch I serve is gearing up for your arrival, and of course he is trying to use you as much as he uses me.

But that's okay, being used means that we are all valuable, and it's a compliment to us.

I know it's hard for you to believe the kindness of a jerk who shows up out of the blue, so I decided to serve you first, to show my kindness, and to prove that I can be trusted.

Then, we find a time to talk slowly about the next thing. "

The pirate paused and said:

"You don't have to answer, and I won't take the risk of contacting you again, remember, I will send you a signal at the right time, and just do what you want when the time comes.

I'll take care of the rest!

I'm sure you don't want to be the Destroyer of Stars either, it's not in line with your duties as beings of order, and most importantly, I'm your last straw.

You don't have to trust me.

but you need me"

After finishing speaking, the pirate will remove the link of will.

Argus' world star soul is being corrupted by evil energy. Just now Lord Argus also reminded him that someone is listening, and the pirates must make a long story short. At the moment of pulling away from the will, Laike reminded again:

"Remember, my dear Lord Argus, don't believe anyone's words after you go there, even if they are sincere, don't listen to slander.

I'm the only friend you can trust.

especially after you feel my kindness

I will help you take good care of your last children, oh yes, I am from Azeroth, from your unborn 'sister' who may suffer the same pain and despair as you.

I am a child of Azeroth.

I came here to prevent your relatives from repeating the same mistakes. If you also have a desire to be kind and protect your little sister who has never seen her face, then please cooperate with me.

It's all for the family.

Yep, logging tiredness is what counts, right? "

The pirate pulled out of consciousness with an eerie laugh.

He wasn't sure if Argus' current state of mind could distinguish the message he sent, but this was basically his only chance to establish contact with the world's star soul.

As Bu Laike's hand left the holy stone of the Kroku Breakers, as he opened his eyes, the holy stone in front of him suddenly exploded into several cracks, and the fluorescence on it also quickly dissipated.

It can no longer relate to the will of the world.

Perhaps the holy stone had exhausted its energy, or Argus, who was in pain but still had a sense of reason, took the initiative to destroy the last beacon he left for the Kroku, so as to ensure that the upper demons could not find the whereabouts of Bu Laike.

In short, under the pitiful gaze of the pirates, this precious holy stone collapsed quickly before his eyes.

Amidst the dust, he looked back at the bewildered Chief Hatton and the outraged Broken Assassins.

The pirate scratched his head in embarrassment, shrugged his shoulders, glanced at the broken holy stone under his feet, and said somewhat embarrassingly:

"Sorry, I used too much force and broke your sacred object, but I will make compensation. Your new god, Old Ghani, will give you enough compensation for me, I promise!"

(end of this chapter)