Azeroth Shadow Trail

213 Chapter 32. Time for a little ghost story

Braike left Dalaran, went to Lordaeron, and formed a four-member team with the Pope of the Holy Light, a grand knight, and a lich, and went to the border of Tirisfal Forest, the heart of human civilization, to explore ".

The place they were going to was actually not far from the city of Lordaeron.

If you ride a horse, you can reach it in a straight line in only three days, and it is faster to ride a griffin, but because of the stealthy action and the need to go into the mountains, the actual speed must be much slower than the estimate.

For this "expedition", Pope Fao made preparations in advance.

According to the Pope's itinerary issued by the Church of the Holy Light, he should pray for five days at the Holy Light's Hope Chapel in the Stratholme area for the frontline war.

Therefore, no matter what secrets Laike and Merry the Lich intend to reveal to the Pope, they must complete it within five days.

Otherwise, unnecessary waves will be caused.

The pirates here don't know that there is an ignorant girl in Dalaran who is planning to track him down. But he knew, and probably wouldn't have any special reaction.

Because he has a headache now.

Someone was trying to "save" his soul.

"You're on the wrong track."

When Laike was watching the Warlock Grimoire that he just got, sitting beside him, wearing a long hood to cover his body, and holding the rein with both hands, the great Dathrohan knight said in a calm tone:

"Everything you pursue can be found in the Holy Light. Whether it is knowledge, power, or peace of soul."

"I am a Proudmoore, Grand Knight."

Bu Laike said without looking up:

"The afterglow of the Holy Light has never flowed in the blood vessels of this family. Although I was blessed by the Pope when I was born, the first scripture I came into contact with since I was a child was the 'Sacred Book of Sea Tide'.

do you understand me? "

"It's not too late."

Dathrohan said in his trademark husky voice:

"I fought alongside your father and we trusted each other.

If you want, I can baptize you and lead you on the road of knighthood. I think His Majesty the Pope will also be willing to bring your soul back from darkness to sunshine. "

"What if I say no?"

The pirate was so annoyed by the great knight that he couldn't concentrate, so he closed the magic book and said to Dathrohan:

"Will you pick up your sword, beat me up here, and preach to me in a physical way?"

"I will continue to persuade you as I have persuaded others."

The great knight raised the reins to make the carriage go faster. In the forest leading to the mountainous area on the border of Lordaeron, he said in a calm tone:

"You are not my enemy, and my blade will not be aimed at you. I will persuade you until you embrace the Holy Light."

"That's the stubbornness of a missionary."

The pirate grinned, looked around, and said:

"But what if the other me says no?"

"Ok?"

This rhetorical question stunned the big knight for a moment.

He didn't understand what Bo Laike meant.

It wasn't until he saw Bu Laike take out the domineering and evil Urshalus scythe in the form of the hand of death from the bag that the great knight reacted.

"Evil thing!"

He immediately clasped the hilt of the heavy sword beside him with his left hand, and shouted loudly:

"Derek Proudmoore! How dare you show such evil in front of holy and noble people!"

No wonder the big knight overreacted.

It's because the appearance of this cursed holy object is too terrifying.

When Laike held it in his hand, the purple soul shards howled fiercely and spun frantically around the pirate.

The soul shock brought about by it created a noisy and dark place around the galloping carriage, which was as cold as hell.

Among them was a dreadlord lord who dared to challenge Sargeras, shaped by the power of darkness, specially used to provoke the evil impact of the holy light.

The moment it appeared, the holy light on the great knight instinctively counterattacked, turning gentleness into scorching heat, just like a newborn sun, the brilliance cannot be looked directly at.

And in the carriage behind the two, His Majesty the Pope, who was chatting with the Lich, also raised his finger solemnly, and a golden halo like a waterfall splashed out with him as the center.

When Usales' evil impact on the soul level was about to reach its peak, the legendary priest, with his own strength, forcibly pressed the malice of the dread demon king back into the scythe.

"This is my answer to all kind salvation, Grand Knight."

Bu Laike did not continue to provoke, and before the chains shaped by the holy light were about to bind him, he threw the scythe back into the magic bag.

He said to the glaring knight:

"Don't do useless work, my fate with the Holy Light is long gone, and the best time for you to save my soul should be in the fire of the red dragon in Khaz Modan.

But you are not there.

Your Light is not there either.

I begged it, but it didn't answer.

The silence at that time was a kind of rejection, and it clearly believed that I was lacking. But at the same time it rejected me, the shadow generously opened its arms and hugged me.

Your holy light is a bitch who watches people eat.

It is the shadow that gives me a place to hide, the shadow teaches me to grow, the shadow allows me to take it, it shapes the ladder under my feet, and lifts me into my heaven. "

Speaking of this, Bu Laike shrugged, and he said briskly:

"Also, it's up to you to have a good relationship with Dai Lin. I'd be happy to see my father gain friends, but don't try to talk to me in that elder tone.

He is him and I am me. "

"Drake!"

The pope's voice came from the carriage, rarely filled with anger.

The pirates immediately relented.

He raised his hands, glanced at the big knight whose eyes had become cold, whistled, and said:

"I was wrong, I was just preaching about it, it was a little bit aggressive. I just wanted some personal space, I just didn't want to be told what to do and what not to do.

I hate when people teach me to live my life.

You preach like this, if I obey, it means that my past life is just a joke that can be changed at will. If I don't obey, you'll call me a rebel again.

You see, there's always someone who's going to be sad about it, so why did you stick with it in the first place?

I appreciate your efforts, but I don't need your help. "

"Let's talk about something interesting."

The voice of the old mage came from the carriage again, as if trying to mediate, saying:

"For example, about the ancient stories that happened on the land of Tirisfal. Tell Your Majesty, Your Excellency the Great Knight, and me a little story to relieve the tense atmosphere.

Your stories are always interesting and this one will not disappoint. "

"Okay, then let's tell a story to get through this boring journey."

Bo Laike put the grimoire aside, took out the pipe on the bumpy carriage, and slowly put in the shredded tobacco.

He thought for a while, then said softly:

"Let's talk about the birth of Tirisfal. You may think you understand this very well, but in fact, most people don't understand what happened to the land under their feet."

"According to the official records of the Church of the Holy Light, the birth of human civilization was 2,800 years ago. At that time, under the guidance of Emperor Thoradin, our ancestors united the barbarian tribes and established a true empire.

However, this statement is not rigorous.

In fact, the first human beings appeared 7,000 to 8,000 years ago.

Of course, the ancestors at that time still maintained the form of the Vrykul, and they were in the process of degenerating flesh and blood. Therefore, to be honest, the ancestors at that time were a group of real primitive people.

But they already had their own clan civilization.

Although the number is small, it has multiplied in the Tirisfal region. Back then, the water and grass were luxuriant, the environment was excellent, and there were no dangerous beasts. It was truly a heaven-sent place.

It is the cradle of human civilization in the true sense.

7,300 years ago, our ancestors made first contact with the high elves of Quel'Thalas.

Don't be surprised, three.

Although the high elves have hidden the records of this period, the time we have been in contact with them is indeed much longer than the 2800 node. "

The pirate lit his pipe, and said:

"The high elves at that time, under the leadership of their first Sun King Dath'Remar Sunstrider, traveled across the ocean to the eastern continent.

During the period, it was also plundered by Zandalari pirates, and lost some of its people when they crossed the sea.

Guess where the group of high elves who were half-exiled by their compatriots set foot on the eastern continent for the first time?

Yes, right under our feet.

They landed in the Tirisfal region and lived here for a hundred or two hundred years.

They were friendly to our ancestors, lived next to each other, and looked at us at that time with the eyes of primitive people.

But they stay here, in addition to the good natural environment, there are actually other reasons.

From our ancestors, they heard the legend about the god Tyr in the Tirisfal region, and that legend has been passed down to the present.

Still as a bedtime story in the human kingdom, told by mothers to children.

The high elves stayed here because they felt the power that existed under this land, and they tried to study it, understand it, and control it.

At last.

steal it.

Steal the untouchable, undiscovered power left by the god Tyr. "

Bu Laike paused, exhaled the smoke ring, and said to the other three who patiently listened to the story:

"Don't look at the high elves who are glamorous now, but they were miserable when they migrated here. It is understandable to have this kind of thought that they shouldn't have.

After all, our ancestors already regarded Tire as a legendary god at that time, and our ancestors were unable to find the artifact left by Tire.

This gave the high elves an opportunity.

It's a pity that it probably stemmed from the bad intention of wanting to take it without warning, which instead brought bad luck and trouble to the high elves. Many high elf spellcasters have gone mad as they study the powers that lie beneath the land. "

"go Ape?"

Faol, who was originally spinning the rosary in the carriage and listening to the story, suddenly stopped spinning and asked:

"What kind of madness?"

"Losing his mind, yelling, claiming to hear voices from the gods, frenzied and insane, irritable, irritable, having nightmares until he turned his weapon on his fellows.

Until he completely lost his will and became a body filled with darkness. "

Boo Laike described the symptoms of madness in detail. The face of the Pope in the carriage became even more ugly, the Pope was silent for a few seconds, and asked again:

"So, those ancestors of the high elves chose to leave in the end?"

"Yes, they gave up their research on the myth of Tyr, perhaps because they felt fear, or maybe they sensed a threat."

The pirate said loudly:

"As far as I know, during that time, many high elves believed that the reason for the people's madness was that the local vrykul clan did not tell them the correct information.

Those crazy guys once planned to destroy our ancestral clan, so as to press for the real clues of Tyr's artifact.

But this proposal was rejected by Dath'Remar Sunstrider.

The first Sun King was indeed a true great man no matter in terms of strength or personal morality. He ordered his clansmen not to harm the local Vrykul clan, and stopped the research on mysterious power.

In a certain morning, the high elves abandoned most of their homeland, and under the leadership of Sunstrider, they left Tirisfal forever and headed north.

They eventually reached Quel'Thalas.

There, they would rather face the harassment of forest trolls thousands of times their number than return to the Tirisfal region.

Because they know that there are disturbing dark forces hidden under this land.

They made a mistake once, and they'll never come back for it again. "

Bu Laike chuckled lightly, looked at the big knight playfully, and said:

"Then here comes the question, three.

The high elves knew Tirisfal was not a good place seven thousand years ago. But now, seven thousand years later, we humans still don't know the crisis hidden in the heart of our civilization.

His Majesty Faol, who is the leader of the Church of the Holy Light, and His Excellency Meri, the wisest spellcaster in Dalaran, can only understand all this through the narration of a stinky pirate.

Do you think that the high elves forgot to remind our ancestors to stay away from the Tirisfal region and not to stay here.

Or did they deliberately conceal the news? "

The three people inside and outside the carriage fell silent. Only the pirate picked up his Warlock Grimoire again, flipped through it, and said:

"Be careful with those pointed ears. They are not as silly and sweet as they appear on the surface. Their close relatives, the night elves who occupy the entire Kalimdor continent, exile them for no reason."

"In addition, every human being who knows the history of the empire will ask a question after reading the general history.

Why did the only emperor in the history of mankind, the wise and mighty Emperor Thoradin establish the empire, and after he abdicated at an advanced age, he mysteriously disappeared overnight with his portable sword, Stromkar?

Where did Emperor Thoradin go? What happened to him?

Take it easy, three.

The answer to the mystery will be revealed soon. "

(end of this chapter)