Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 313 22. Plant trees, how can you save people without planting trees? ——【2740】

(Add more [2/15] for the prisoner brothers on the throne)

The atmosphere in the valley below the elven ruins of Tel'anor was very stagnant.

Bo Laike uttered wild words, asking Liresa Windrunner to be his retainer.

That's a pretty scary request.

The loyalty of the Windrunner family to Quel'Thalas has long been spread throughout the northern borders. Everyone in this family will only be loyal to their own king and country.

From the appearance of the first Windranger Ranger General to the present, this loyal tradition has never changed in thousands of years.

But if the stinky pirate dares to make a request, he must be sure.

"You're done."

Bu Laike looked at the same shocked mother mother in front of him.

"From the moment Dath'Remar Sunstrider poured the water from the Well of Eternity into the Sunwell, you have no future.

The glorious history shaped by magic has lasted for 6,800 years, and all the civilizations in the eastern continent believe that you will continue to prosper in the brilliance of the Sunwell.

The banner of the Phoenix Dynasty will always stand on the land of our ancestors.

But today, in this far-away land of civilization, you have seen the end of the dream, the wake of the false dream of prosperity.

Quel'Thalas is powerful, I admit.

But that is in exchange for your future.

I know how much you love your people, Master.

So, it's for them. "

The pirate took out the skull flagon, twisted off the lid, glanced at Windrunner's mother, and said in a melodious tone:

"The opportunity to change back to the future is right in front of you, you only need to reach out and touch it, and all you have to pay is to change the object of allegiance.

Don't be so stressed.

You are dead, right?

You have given everything to your people and country in life, why not try a new option after death?

I'm going to be a great monarch in the future, more than one person has said so.

The human emperor Thoradin personally canonized me as the throne. Such orthodoxy, even if you think about it, will not insult your noble origin.

Just retainers.

It's not asking you to do weird things. "

He's talking to Windrunner's mother.

But what General Liresa was thinking about was not personal honor or disgrace at all, what she was suspecting was another thing.

"You, really have a way to cure the addiction?"

General Windrunner looked at the pirate in front of him. This guy exudes an unreliable aura from head to toe. Windrunner has been teaching Bu Laike how to hunt during this time, and she knows how cunning her "apprentice" is.

Bu Laike does have some abilities that are different from ordinary people.

But addiction.

As he said, is it really possible to get rid of this stubborn disease that has penetrated into the bone marrow and soul of the high elves, this shadow that hangs over an entire race and civilization?

"Well, your eyes are full of distrust and suspicion, just like looking at a clown who speaks wild words. Mentor, mentor, your eyes really hurt my heart."

The pirate pouted, pointed to the ground under his feet, and said:

"When I come to Suramar, there are three main things."

"First, grab a few Nightborne mages and go back to be my 'personal teleporter'.

The second is to show you the future of the high elves through the matter of Suramar, dispel the unrealistic illusions in your heart, and let you understand what kind of future your tribe and country are facing.

The third thing is to find a big treasure here.

A treasure that can cure magic addiction"

"Here? Under the eyes of the Son of the Night?"

Mother Windrunner was even more suspicious.

Like a housewife who encountered a liar, she took a few steps back suspiciously and said:

"If that thing really exists, since the Sons of Night have existed in Suramar for 10,000 years, how could it be your turn to look for it? Laike, I don't believe you.

It's just that if you want my loyalty, you promised to bring back the future to my country, you have to let me see it first. "

"You just don't believe me."

The pirate took a sip of his wine, turned his head and shot a signal flare into the sky, summoned the goblin flying machine to pick them up, and then turned back to Windrunner's mother and said in a low tone:

"Come with me. Let me show you something that you haven't seen in thousands of years."

"But as long as you keep up, I will consider you to be loyal to me, ma'am. When the time comes, I will let you do something, don't let it go."

——

"Connie!"

"Mother!"

It took seven wobbly goblin flying machines to take all the people in the valley back to the outskirts of the Suramar wilderness.

After the vulper pilot who was driving the helicopter landed, a group of night children covering their ears walked off the plane with a novel feeling of flying.

As a result, a call was heard immediately.

Among the children, Connie, a little girl with long hair, turned her head and saw her mother running towards her supported by a young human who was two heads shorter than her.

The little girl also cried and threw herself into her mother's arms.

She had been kidnapped by the bad elves of the city guard for several days, and the bad guys were threatening to throw them to the withered for food.

"Look, here comes your daughter."

Nat Pagle, who was holding a fishing rod, whispered maliciously to the helpless Hal beside him:

"Congratulations, Hal, your dream has come true, and it has doubled, hahahaha."

Hal made a bitter face, not knowing how to respond to his friend's teasing.

The wish that was originally thought impossible to come true suddenly came true, making the fisherman from Nanhai Town somewhat at a loss. With a dazed look on his face, the captain arranged a marriage, but now he can't even talk to his "wife".

The complicated and cumbersome Salas language, which is comparable to the devil's language, can be learned by ordinary people?

How can I live after this day?

And this little girl of the Nightborn, I heard from the captain that the Nightchild can live for a long time, and I am afraid that Connie may not be able to live independently as an adult by the day she enters the grave.

Without themselves, their mothers will be alone again.

Alas, I am so worried.

The mother and daughter hugged each other, weeping in the eyes of the pirates who were lighting torches and looking for treasure in the ruins, which made some emotional stinky pirates shed tears of emotion

Bah, of course it's impossible!

What a foolish idea it would be to expect the pirates to be kind.

Under the leadership of Sir Attumen, these pirates tracked the Fal'dorei tree demon all the way from the Meridian ruins to the super-large elf ruins.

Next to the ruins, there is also a strange big pit.

It seems to be a broken tunnel where the elf temple collapsed into the ground, like a tiankeng created after a shocking explosion.

Its underground was at least fifty meters above the ground, and in the darkness around the tunnel, as the night was getting late, these pirates could still hear weird roars from the underground ruins.

There is something around!

And there are a lot of them.

They are all life-saving guys, so the farther away from that dangerous pit, the better.

Several goblin engineers, serving Bo Laike, are waiting by the large pit, with a few bright red detonators at their feet.

"Is the explosive buried?"

Laike glanced around and knew that the withered wandering in the ruins near the pit had been alarmed. While patrolling left and right, he said to the leaders around him who were waiting for orders:

"Have you found anything?"

"Both Big Bad Wolf and Attumen led people to search in the ruins."

Meme in heavy armor replied:

"But the ruins are huge and everyone has been sent out.

According to your instructions, look for the seed in the surrounding temple ruins. The burial of the explosives went smoothly. When the goblins buried the gunpowder barrels, it was very quiet under the pit, and no nerubians came out to disturb them. "

"There is no one now, and there will be trouble when we find the seeds."

Bu Laike sneered and said:

"Don't underestimate the group of spider elves, they are very cunning, they must have discovered us, and now they are playing the idea of ​​fishing for profit.

Let the goblins bury more explosives, the best way to blow up this pit.

You bring some more people to catch the withered around the ruins, and take off the magical things on their bodies as bait, and the withered will take the initiative to run out of their hiding places.

Those guys' eyesight has deteriorated, and they can't see you at all in the dark, so they use fishing nets and ropes to catch them, and two or three hundred people are enough to catch them.

Then take them to the Meridian Ruins and wait there for my orders. "

"Ok."

Maim nodded, turned around and walked towards the pirates behind him.

Bu Laike glanced at the quiet pit next to him, and then looked back at the mother Windrunner, who was carrying a bow behind her back and exuding a murderous look. Just as she was about to speak, she heard a surprised voice from the ruins in the distance.

"Found it!"

It was Xieyan's roar, this guy's voice was very recognizable.

The pirate got up at once and headed that way, followed by Mother Windrunner.

The two quickly rushed into the huge ruins, and saw the evil eye arguing with Kanrethad in front of a very hidden, half-collapsed elf temple.

"Obviously I found this first!"

There was a vicious hellhound lying under the skinny boy's feet, and his kid was riding on the hellhound, bared his teeth and yelled at the shameless orc warlock in front of him in devil language.

"Who said that, I saw something in this temple from a distance, but my legs and feet are not very good. When I ran over, I was snatched by you. You cunning little guy."

Xieyan pointed to the interior of the temple and said plausibly:

"Look, my eyes of Kier Rogge are here, and the credit is mine."

"That's what you put in just now, you're shameless!"

Kanresad was so angry that he grabbed his staff and was about to swing it out. Xieyan also pulled out his magic wand with a gloomy expression. It seemed that he wanted to fight among himself to win the credit.

Bu Laike has already said before that whoever finds the seeds will be rewarded heavily.

"Captain, you come to judge."

When the orc saw Bu Laike walking quickly, he immediately wanted to show his merits, but Bu Laike gave him a stare and said:

"I'm ashamed to bully a child, I really underestimate you."

"Hey, Captain, I am a warlock, and he is also a warlock."

Xieyan raised his head without shame and said:

"There is no distinction between warlocks, old and young, let's not talk about this, we found that seed, look! It's there!"

The orc pointed to the inside of the collapsed temple, where the door had been violently demolished, and the paw prints should have been made by Kanrethad's hellhounds.

There is nothing in this temple, as if it has been looted, it is clean, only the dusty shrine in the center has weird things.

The six metal shells are like closed petals, shaped into a rather artistic flower-bone shape.

The pirate stepped forward, glanced behind him, and gestured to Xieyan, and the warlock immediately ran out to convey the order to get the goblin engineers ready to detonate.

The dozen or so goblin flying machines parked around also buzzed and took off, each with a few barrels of gunpowder hanging from fishing nets.

As they flew above the large pit, Bo Laike also reached out and roughly tore the metal sheet covering the shell, revealing the contents of the shrine.

a seed.

A rather peculiar seed, half of which is plant material, and the other half is like a magic crystal. The two different materials are fused together in a weird way.

Not counting from that direction, it is very symmetrical.

When the pirates tore open the shell and took the weird seed out of the shrine, there was an ear-piercing and weird scream from the elf ruins under the entire night.

It was like some kind of order that made the ground vibrate, as if thousands of troops were rushing out of the ground.

"Acandor, the tree of magic power."

Bu Laike tossed the seeds the size of a human head up and down in his hand, and said to the stunned mother of the windrunner beside him:

"Now, here is the hope of saving your people, my mentor."

"So, the salvation you gave was to plant trees?"

Liresa Windrunner said in a strange tone:

"If this is the case, then why don't we go to the Kaldorei night elves? They are the best at planting trees in Azeroth, and all tree species can be found there."

"Ha, the 'high' elves are willing to bow their heads to the night elves you despise? That's the funniest joke I've heard this year."

The pirate whistled, proudly raised the tree seed in his hand, and said:

"Besides, the kind of tree planted by the druids is not good. Whether it is the world tree or the tree of the sky, they can't save you. You Quel'dorei are ignorant!

Look at Fadoredo's foresight.

This time, the whole family will be dispatched to kill us, grab the seeds of Alcandor, and complete our own salvation. Only smart elves like them know how powerful this kind of seed is.

Without further ado, the Fadorei rushed forward.

Where's the bomb I paid so much for?

Detonate!

What are you waiting for? "

(end of this chapter)