Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 228 47. Stop fighting! This is invincible

"So, you were disfigured by the fire of the red dragon, and you were killed by the god of death from hell, so you had to hide your name? Go outside the borders of civilization and seek the help of the god of death from a different race, and the curse was lifted, so that you can return to the world."

By the small garden of Maris Farm.

Nathanos, who was rubbing his forehead, raised his hand and interrupted Bo Laike's description. He frowned and said:

"That doesn't sound like much of a lie, but what does that have to do with your decision to be a pirate?"

"I've said it all, the reasons are quite complicated."

Bo Laike pulled out his very evil skull flagon from his arms, and twisted the lid off.

First glanced left and right, then poured a sip into his mouth.

In his vision, not far away under the morning sun, farmers hired from Darrow County were working together to plant seeds for this fertile land.

And when the sun shines down, the dewdrops on the leaves of the farm plants will emit crystal light, which is pleasing to the eye.

The cloud of war seems to have moved away from this area.

In other words, even when the war was the most intense, the violent orcs could not set foot here. After all, this is the hinterland of the kingdom and the most elite area in northern Xinjiang.

The terrain is flat, the land is fertile, suitable for farming, and there are large areas of forest cover, which makes this land rich in materials and can support many people.

As long as the war on the front line is completely over and the soldiers are disarmed and return to the fields, within a year or two, this place will return to its former prosperity.

This is probably the taste of peace, fascinating.

But it made Bo Laike feel uncomfortable all over.

It was too quiet.

He relaxed his whole body in a very unseemly gesture, slumped on the chair, turned his head and said to Nathanos:

"The reason, I can't tell you now, but you will understand after we finish this hunt together. In fact, I found you an errand with Pope Faol.

Now, this is for you. "

He pulled out a rolled-up commission from his sleeve and placed it on the table in front of Nathanos.

The latter picked it up and looked at it, his eyes became strange.

"You wrote it yourself, didn't you?"

"Yes, I wrote it myself.

But the signature was indeed Alonsus Faol, signed by the Pope himself, with his holy light attached, and any priest in any church could tell the authenticity from the false. "

Bu Laike breathed a sigh of relief and whispered:

"However, the Pope is a cheapskate. He repeatedly told us not to reveal our identities to priests below the bishop unless there is a real crisis.

Once you are exposed, you lose this identity.

Really cautious.

I'm afraid that we will use his authorization to misbehave. "

"It says 'Temple Assassin' on it, and it also says to walk in the darkness and serve the light, which doesn't sound serious."

Maris was playing with the card-like commission in his hand, and he asked:

"So, who are these assassins who serve the Holy Light going after? Is your choice to become a pirate who is destined to be spurned also related to these forces?"

"shh"

The pirate made a silence, and said:

"Don't use words to ask, I hope you see it with your own eyes, and I will give Xiaoer a copy of this thing. To be honest, there are not many people I can trust.

I believe in the brutal notion that friendships are only trustworthy if they have been exchanged for their lives.

Currently eligible, just the two of you.

Well, I won't say anything redundant.

I'm going back to Andorhal this afternoon, where I'll ride the griffin to Khaz Modan, will you come with me? "

"Aren't you afraid that I'll hold you back?"

Nathanos said playfully:

"After all, you are about to start the Master Assassin Trial now, you are already very strong, and I am still a cripple who needs a cane to walk."

"no kidding."

The pirate waved his hand and said in a dispirited way:

"For geniuses like you, it only takes one or two battles to win these false names. In this world, there are always some guys who cannot be judged by common sense.

you are.

So did Shore.

Go and pack your clothes, you can't go to the battlefield in this pajamas. "

At his urging, Nathanos entered the house leaning on his cane.

The pirate watched him leave, and whispered:

"Who doesn't know that this NPC's strength is a mystery from the beginning to the end. It only takes a cutscene to jump from level 1 to level 60. Maybe in a few years, I think you will be a question mark level.

Alas, I really envy this kind of 'ding' service. "

"Wow woof"

While Laike was complaining, he suddenly heard the loyal and well-behaved hound barren barking like crazy, so he stood up and took a look at the lawn of the farm.

The little murloc, who found it uncomfortable not to seek death, did not know what method he used, but actually rode on Huang Wu's neck, holding onto Huang Wu's collar tightly with his two paws.

The hound kept jumping and rolling, trying to throw the little murloc off its back.

But Benbo Erba held on tight.

While croaking, it moved its body along with the beating of the hound.

He was really like a dog rider, being led by Desolation to run around on the grass, most of his body was flying in the air, but he still enjoyed it.

It caused the farmers working around to whisper one by one.

This little idiot is really getting skinnier——

Gryphons are fast, and it's comfortable to ride this furry beast across great distances.

The Wildhammer dwarves have made pretty good saddles for the Gryphon. This clever beast of the sky is well trained to take care of its vulnerable riders without sudden acceleration or flying very high. .

Braike and Nathanos set off from Andorhal, the most prosperous city in East Weald, and flew all the way south, crossing the hills of Hillsbrad, the Arathi Highlands, and the wetlands that pirates miss. .

Carefully avoiding the abandoned dwarven city of Grim Batol, which is currently occupied by Dragonmaw orcs, instead of taking the snowy Khaz Modan, he took a detour and took the dwarven territory of Locke Modan.

Finally, they arrived at the current logistics base camp of the alliance army, a place called the Valley of the Kings.

The trip took a day and a half.

If you ride a horse, it will take at least half a month to cross the small half of the eastern continent.

When Braike jumped off the tired Griffin, he really missed the convenient and quick teleportation of the old lich. Unfortunately, in the current city of Dalaran, the teleportation can be used to send the two of them for a while. There are also very few high-level spellcasters on this continent.

As for the permanent portal, don't even think about it.

During the war, those permanent portals that cost a lot of mana have long since stopped. Antonidas brought most of the mages to support the front line. Dalaran city lacked manpower to maintain the portal.

"I think we should find a mage as a permanent teammate."

Bu Laike changed into more low-key clothes, covered his body with a long hood, and said to the ranger who was also wearing a hood beside him:

"If you don't ask him to fight, at least it's much more convenient to hurry."

"You have the nerve to say it."

Nathanos, who was also feeling tired after a long flight, said to Bo Laike:

"Didn't you brag that you had a fleet and a ghost ship? Wouldn't it be more comfortable to go by sea? Where's your ship?"

"Ahem, griffins are pretty good too."

Bo Laike coughed and said:

"At least don't worry about being shot down by naval guns while flying, right? You heartless bastard! Poor little bird has been flying you for more than a day, and you still complain about this and that.

Not a word of thanks.

The birds should have dropped you from the sky! "

"You complained first."

Maris snorted. After walking out of the griffin fence, he looked left and right. The wide valley in front of him was full of tents. Looking down from this height, the tents were well-arranged.

According to different functions, they are also separated, like a noisy big military camp.

On the mountain road behind, there are continuous dwarf goat convoys carrying all kinds of supplies.

It is worth mentioning that the reason why this valley is called the Valley of the Kings is because the dwarves carved statues of two dwarf kings on the ridges on both sides with very exaggerated and exquisite carvings at the entrance of the valley. .

The two statues are at least one hundred meters high.

One left and one right guarded the entrance of the Valley of the Kings, holding a warhammer and a war helmet, roaring towards the barren land outside the other exit of the Valley of the Kings.

"Madolan Bronzebeard and Caderos Wildhammer, the two kings of the dwarven clans in the War of the Three Hammers."

Bu Laike turned his head to admire the mighty and exaggerated statue, and then followed the direction they were facing to the other side. He said to Nathanos beside him:

"When the dwarves carved the statues of heroes here more than two hundred years ago, they must have never imagined that more than two hundred years later, the decisive battle between humans and orcs will also be fought on the old battlefield of the War of the Three Hammers .

I'm glad the orcs don't know how to engage in diplomacy

If they rush all the way and pull the Dark Iron Dwarves who live in the Blackrock Mountain in the Burning Plain as allies, we will definitely not win so easily. "

"I think there are two things to look at."

Marius stroked his chin and said to Bo Laike:

"If the Dark Iron Dwarves and the Orcs join forces, then when they invade the northern border, the Wildhammer Dwarves, the Black Iron Dwarves' deadly rivals, will definitely join the alliance immediately.

With the help of the griffins of the children of the sky, the red dragons of the orcs will not be so rampant.

Maybe you didn't have to experience that 'death' before. "

"Huh? You think this is a good thing?"

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"If I hadn't experienced that disaster, I would still be His Royal Highness, commanding the fleet to roam the sea all day. You are a little ranger, and you still want to curry favor with His Royal Highness?

Oh wishful thinking. "

"It is true, my lord."

Nathanos made an exaggerated audience salute, raising his finger and saying:

"So, Your Highness, can we set out now to find our friends?"

"Well, of course, my Chief Ranger-General."

The pirate put on a haughty aristocratic air, put his hands behind his back, and said to the ranger:

"Let's open the way ahead! Let the idlers get out of the way quickly, and don't block the way of His Highness."

"Have you ever been so embarrassed when you spoke before?"

Maris groaned.

Bu Laike retorted:

"You've been with the high elves who are the best at posturing for so long, and you still feel that I'm not good at talking? This is already the kind tone of His Highness when he was young and frivolous, okay?"

The two guys just bickered all the way into the noisy and busy army camp in front of them.

Both of them have military ranks, and they are not low.

Therefore, under the leadership of the guards, they quickly found the tent camp of the Military Intelligence Department of the Stormwind Kingdom. This is a part of the Military Intelligence Department, so there are more guards on the outside.

Many people are busy in it, constantly sending and receiving carrier pigeons, collecting news, and some little mages serve them, sending information to the front line with magic, or sending it back to the rear.

"Shor!"

In the deepest tent, Bu Laike saw his old friend who was sitting at the desk and working hard. He whistled and shouted.

Xiao Er raised his head when he heard a familiar voice, and frowned the moment he saw Bu Laike.

The figure disappeared into the shadows. Bu Laike reacted very quickly and pushed Nathanos away from him.

When the light of the sharp blade flashed in front of his eyes, the pirate also entered the shadow cloak. He didn't draw his sword, like two dancing shadows, he fought Shaw several times within a few seconds.

When the two approached, it was not easy to disarm the dagger in Xiaoer's hand and fly it away.

But Xiao Er did not stop attacking, and continued to fight with his fists in silence.

At the same time, in a whisper, said to Bu Laike:

"There are a lot of people here, understand?"

Bu Laike knew it in a flash.

A slap was a slap on Xiao Er's face, which seemed to anger Xiao Er, making his attack more fierce, and the pirates responded back.

Maris, who was watching this scene, looked puzzled, and then he saw Bu Laike wink at him, and the guy shouted in a drawn-out voice the next moment:

"Hey, you two stop fighting! If you want to fight, you can find a spacious place!"

"It's easy to accidentally hurt, you bastard!"

(end of this chapter)