Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 261 80. Everyone Stand Up! I declare this place to be called Old Garni Forest

After a little resupply in the army camp in Lakeside Town, Laike and Nathanos embarked on a journey to Duskwood, where they would fulfill the entrustment of the Pope.

"This is my first mission as a Templar Assassin, I don't want to end up with a bad failure and leave a bad mark on my resume.

So, you better take me seriously too, my Chief Ranger-General Nathanos. "

The pirate rode on his hell horse, and while throwing a piece of cheese to the little murloc, he said to the ranger who was riding an alliance horse beside him:

"By the way, this may also be my last trip on the Eastern Continent. After that, I will return to the sea that belongs to me. Do you want to follow me around the endless sea? Marius.

I'm planning an exploration outside the civilized area, it's great, and I can also meet Miss Elf. "

"I am seasick."

The human ranger with the golden phoenix bow on his back turned his head and made a poor excuse.

Of course it was a joke.

He's going to be busy.

Since entering this dark forest, the ranger spread out his senses, vigilantly observing every wind and grass, his pet dog was barren, and kept running, not letting go of every bush.

That is to drive away possible "prey" for the owner.

Of course Bo Laike knew what Nathanos was doing, he yawned and said with little interest:

"You can't find it like this, the perception of the spirit beast is several times stronger than that of ordinary beasts, and it has already noticed you before you see it or hear it.

This creature alternates form between reality and reality, like the most skilled stalker.

You can't find it if it doesn't want you to see it. "

"You have a way?"

Maris asked.

The pirate squeezed his eyes, showing a controlled smile, and said in a sinister tone:

"Get down to business first, I have a way in this dark forest. After we save Archbishop Natalie Selin from the corruption and darkness, I will ask the eyes in the darkness to help you.

Believe me, there is nothing in this place that it cannot perceive. "

"it?"

Nathanos whistled, summoning back the desolation that was running around in the bushes, and asked in a low voice:

"A beast?"

"Uh, maybe 'he' is a more appropriate description."

The pirate changed his name, which made the ranger shrink his eyes.

He immediately looked around vigilantly and said:

"I've never heard of any indigenous gods in the Stormwind Kingdom, and there are no trolls here. There are many in Stranglethorn Vale, but they are separated by a whole mountain range.

I have read "The General History of the Stormwind Kingdom". Since King Baratheon beat the gnolls and wiped out several troll clans more than 80 years ago, the barbarians from Stranglethorn Vale have never harassed the border of the Stormwind Kingdom. up. "

"So, you are all mortal wisdom."

Bu Laike snorted and said triumphantly:

"So it didn't, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist now. Speaking of which, the last time I came here was more than a month ago, and I don't know how my friends are doing here."

"Hush!"

Nathanos suddenly made a silence on his horse, his ears moved, and he said in a whisper:

"There was movement in the forest. Some people were approaching. Fifty yards away, about five or six people, hiding behind trees, were watching us. They were not wearing armor or carrying weapons."

"Your perception."

The pirate frowned for a moment.

This Nathanos is amazing, his perception is almost catching up with the humanoid radar.

In other words, when he hunted the Burning Blade Sword Master in the Hillsbrad Hills, he seemed to be the first to discover the orcs hiding in the windwalk.

"Everyone has something they are good at."

The ranger smiled, and held the bow with his backhand, but the pirate held down his wrist.

Laike didn't intend to hide the surprise attack, but was very straightforward, and took out a pistol specially used to fire flares from his arms.

This is what he got from the dwarf in the Valley of the Kings.

Well, I came here for nothing, and I didn't give any money.

He raised his hand and pulled the trigger in the direction indicated by the ranger. A flare specially made by the dwarf roared into the darkness, and then blazed brightly in the next moment.

It illuminated the dark woods dozens of yards away, and also startled a few humans in tattered cloaks hiding there.

The ranger whistled, and Desolate roared and rushed towards the group of people, but faster than the good dog was the ghost wolf Frostclaw who appeared from the edge of the light and darkness of the flare.

Two canine creatures, one in front of the other, blocked the escape route of the five or six people, forcing them to stop in place, not daring to move.

"There's some sort of feeble power in them."

Nathanos dismounted from his steed and followed Bu Laike towards the group, with his left hand on the battle-axe at his waist, he whispered:

"The sound of their footsteps and breathing was weakened in the darkness, as if they were covered with a layer of gauze. If they hadn't whispered just now, it would be difficult for me to spot them at this distance."

"Ok."

Bu Laike nodded and didn't say much. As he approached the group of people, he noticed an old man dressed in shabby clothes, holding an apparently carved cane.

The carving on the top of the wooden staff is obviously a crappy image of old Garney.

When the two approached, although the old man was also very scared, he still opened his arms and bravely protected the companions behind him. The pirate also noticed that these people made holy symbols for themselves out of wood.

It is very rough, like a round badge, with different advice engraved on it, and it is pinned on the broken clothes on the chest, and placed in the most conspicuous position-this means that they are proud of it.

"Old Ghani has developed well. He really deserves to be the poor man's Loa."

"Don't be afraid, it's a friendly army."

Bu Laike beckoned to call back the ghost wolf, Frostclaw took a few steps back, and the virtual and real body disappeared into the darkness like the light gradually changing.

The pirate took something out of his bag, put it in his hand, and showed it to those few people. It was an authentic old Ghani statue, brought from the island of Zandalar.

The carving technique alone is much more exquisite than the handmade things of these old Ghani believers.

Of course, the old Ghani hated luxury goods, so this idol was made of a piece of rotten wood. Although it was exquisite and could be called a work of art, it was still garbage.

"Ah, the companion of the God of the Poor! Our companions."

The old man at the head immediately breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the statue, and the fearful people behind him also chanted one of the long list of shameful priesthoods of old Ghani in a low voice.

"Yes, I'm old Garni's companion."

Bu Laike gestured and said:

"It also said before that it would give me the honorary title of 'Great Trash Scavenger', but as you can see, I am a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune, so I declined this honor.

Are you all believers in Old Garney? "

"No, we are lowly beings sheltered by the God of the Poor."

Leaning on his badly carved cane, the old man corrected him seriously:

"Lord Ghani does not need believers to serve him. He is a benevolent and kind god. It protects us, and we praise Lord Gani's kindness."

While talking, the old man was also looking at Bo Laike's attire.

When he noticed the pirate hat on his head, the blindfold on his left eye, and the evil-looking skull jug on his waist, the old man bowed and said:

"Your Excellency the Great Scavenger, I heard from that kid Morgan the story of the kind pirate who led him to find Lord Garni.

You should be the good man in that inspired story.

Please allow me to express my most sincere thanks to you on behalf of all the refugees in the Duskwood. "

"I accept your thanks, but as I said, I am a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune."

Bu Laike also corrected very seriously:

"So just call me a pirate, or Bu Laike, and don't use the honorable title of 'Great Scavenger'. My deeds are not worthy of such praise."

"You are as gentle and approachable as Morgan said. You are indeed a warrior praised by Mr. Gani, and you are the guardian and guide of all the poor."

The old man praised it again, and the pirate nodded with a smile.

This hellish conversation left the Ranger next to him dumbfounded.

It is surprising enough that the refugees in the Twilight Forest have a new faith. This is the traditional parish of the Church of the Holy Light.

Strangest of all, this group of refugees worships a devious-sounding god of the poor. And according to them, the god of the poor, and Bu Laike are still very good friends.

A mortal friend of a god?

Nathanos looked at Boo Laike strangely, and a strange idea came to his mind: Boo Laike was friends with the God of the Poor, and he and Boo Laike were friends.

So rounding it up, it is equivalent to that he is also a friend of the God of the Poor?

Emmmm

Although it's nice to have a relationship with a god.

But when I think about it carefully, I always feel that this matter itself is a bit weird, and it doesn't seem to be something to be happy about.

During the time Maris was thinking, Bu Laike had reached a consensus with the humble people sheltered by Ghani, and they invited Bu Laike and Nathanos to rest in their "Scavenger Sanctuary".

By the way, call old Garni there to inquire about the current situation in Twilight Forest.

"This is all the blessing of Lord Togani. We searched for garbage for it in the forest as a tribute, and Lord Gani accepted the tribute and then guided us to obtain the materials."

The old man with a poorly shaped wooden stick enthusiastically introduced to Laike what happened in the Twilight Forest during this month.

He said in a joyful and relieved tone:

"Lord Ghani has divided the forest into a dangerous area, where terrible things are entrenched, it guides us away from danger, and established three prosperous settlements in Crow Ridge, Rotten Orchard and here.

Ah, we have lived in the dark and starved for years since the orcs invaded the land, but the pain is over.

For the first time in years, we had enough to eat, and in the forest that had become dangerous, we found a bountiful supply that could be used.

Our children no longer need to fear the dark, and we no longer have to endure displacement. "

"everything will get better."

Nathanos looked at the haggard and miserable appearance of these refugees, and comforted him warmly:

"The orcs have been defeated by the Alliance. King Varian Wrynn will soon return to the Kingdom of Stormwind, and the lords of this place will return. You will be safe, your lands will be returned, and you will live in peace .”

You Xia's words came from good intentions.

But after he finished speaking, he found that there was a cold scene in front of him.

Whether it was the pirates or the lowly people under Ghani's protection, they were all looking at him with strange eyes. Bo Laike even stretched out his hands in despair, covering his eyes.

Probably felt that Nathanos said something stupid and stupid.

"What's wrong?"

The ranger asked without knowing it:

"Did I say something wrong? Isn't it a good thing for the king and the lord to come back?"

"Hehe, it's a good thing, it's all a good thing."

The old man with the stick smiled perfunctorily.

The moment they turned their heads, both Laike and Nathanos could clearly hear the old man scolding a local "local dialect" softly.

On the way, these refugees did not say a word until they came to their "Holy Land".

In the ruins of the manor that had been burned by the flames, a rough prototype of the village has been built with wood. The most striking thing is that there is a large garbage dump in the center of the village.

Although there are piles of rubbish of various colors, there is no smell.

In front of the garbage dump, there is also a dilapidated shrine made of sawn wood.

Bu Laike stepped forward, took out a large bag of gray garbage that he had stolen from the Dark Iron dwarves in Darkforge City, and summoned Old Garni with ease.

Amidst that familiar yet eerie, drawn-out cheer, old Garni appeared on the garbage heap, raised his paws, and greeted the pirates:

"Hey, my most powerful scavenger is here again, and this time he brought such a strange sparkle to old Garni, um, it smells like burning, it seems that you have been exploring the volcano recently lock up.

Ok?

How did you bring in newcomers?

Look at the gorgeous things on his body, look at the confidence and pride exuding from his face and heart, and look at the silly curiosity in his eyes.

He's not like you, he's not the same old Garney

He does not belong to this holy land of the humble. "

(end of this chapter)