Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 396 105. Be careful, don't get caught in the zoo, I will have to buy a ticket to see you then

Old Ghani's request made the pirate raise his eyebrows, and he said suspiciously:

"What's going on? Why did the conflict break out so soon? The reconstruction of Stormwind City should not be completed yet? Why did the little king send the priest to the Dusk Forest so soon?"

"Not from the little king."

Old Garni sighed, and the whole brightly colored dragon withered.

It flicked its tail and said with a look of displeasure:

"The old prince brought it back.

Those priests are a group of apprentices, but they are very fanatical about their faith, and they are all newly baptized. It is said that because the little king is about to be baptized and become a paladin, these people who came back from northern Xinjiang have no respect for the Holy Light. Very fanatical. "

"Well, it turns out that's the case, then you are really unlucky."

The pirate pretended to comfort him.

Just as he was about to speak, his brain suddenly trembled. He raised his voice several times and asked:

"What did you just say? Who is going to become a paladin?"

"That little king, the one in Stormwind City, Varian Wrynn, the adopted son of Old Lothar, is said to be a kind-hearted man.

He just announced last month that this year's tax will be halved, which made the whole kingdom cheer. "

Old Garney replied in a strange tone:

"What's the matter? Is there any problem with this? Isn't the holy light of your humanity favoring these good people? This is much easier than the selection criteria for the paladins of the Zandalari trolls.

Although in my opinion, they all use the power from the same source. "

"What is the nature of the Holy Light, I don't want to mention it, but the fact that Varian Wrynn will become a paladin is enough to shock me for a whole year!"

Bu Laike's head is hurting now, he said:

"I knew from the beginning that there would be consequences for doing those things, but I didn't expect the retribution to come so quickly. I lost a future warrior god

Now with the Holy Light Bodyguard, the entire plot of Stormwind Kingdom will be deleted. "

"What are you talking about?"

Old Garney said, wagging his tail:

"Let me tell you, the refugees in the Twilight Forest are still innocent now, and they are still listening to me to avoid conflicts. But I have seen too many religious fanatics.

Once the Church of the Holy Light becomes stronger, there will be a rebound immediately.

The refugees were very dissatisfied with the lord's abandonment of them a few years ago, and the old duke wanted to recruit people to rebuild Nightshade Town as soon as he came back, which was nothing in itself.

But if he asks refugees to serve him without pay, then .

In short, the wars of religion began as soon as the first casualty appeared.

You quickly think of a way. "

"This is easy."

Bu Laike took out a piece of paper, wrote a few words on it, rolled it up, and handed it to Old Garni, saying:

"Send it to Keel Harbor and give it to Red Jack. He will know how to do it. The old pope only wants the human kingdom to recuperate after the war. He will not ignore such things."

"This is treating the symptoms, not the root cause!"

Old Garney's tone also became serious, and said:

"The words of religious leaders can be temporarily suppressed, but the conflict has not been eliminated, and it will break out in the future."

"Let's talk about the future."

The pirate pushed his helmet and said:

"I'm a little confused by the news you just brought, give me some time to think about it. Also, can you get through your relationship and contact Pa'ku on Zandalar Island?

Don't I have a group of troll pirates under my command? I want them to believe in Pa'ku in exchange for the blessing of the Loa God, and get the shape-shifting ability similar to that of a druid. "

"You're overthinking. Paku, Lord of the Wind, is one of the royal loa!"

Old Ghani chuckled a few times, as if mocking Bo Laike's whims, and said:

"Do you know what a 'royal loa' is?

People have their own temples under the palace of King Rastakhan.

It has no shortage of believers at all, and such things as blessing and transformation will only select the most sincere and talented ones to give. The war druids of trolls and the druids of kaldorei elves are not the same concept.

Do you really think that just any troll who offers faith can get Pa'ku's blessing? "

"But I really need a group of men who can fly."

Bu Laike spread his hands and said:

"All my treasures have been donated to my college, and now I'm a poor man, and the goblins need money to buy rotorcraft, and those green-skinned dwarves are famous for only looking at money and not people.

Isn't this just thinking of rubbing the Air Force from Loa's side.

Anyway, it's nothing more than faith, and it doesn't cost money.

If Paku can't do it, you can introduce me to some more 'enlightened' flying loa. "

"this."

Old Ghany glanced at the letter held in his claws. The pirate had just done him a favor. It would be a shame to shirk his face, so he shook his head with his nimble claws and said:

"There are many loa who can fly, but there are very few loa who are poor and crazy and only want to believe. But, there are still a few who meet the conditions.

You can try to find Sirik! "

Blinking and whispering gossip about the other loa, the stylognath said:

"Sirik is notoriously careless in the circle of our loa gods. He won't refuse even the savage blood trolls of Nazmir. A group of pirate trolls, he probably won't dislike them either. .

However, it is a bit difficult for Sirik to bless the transformation.

That guy is only interested in sleeping, multiplying, and blood. If your men can regularly feed it a lot of high-quality blood, then it's not a big problem to exchange for some low-level war druids blessed with transformation. "

"Yeah, that's good, what else?"

Bu Laike quickly wrote it down and asked again.

Old Garni clasped his chin with his paws, made a movement of a human stroking his chin, and said:

"There are also bird loa, Zandalari trolls and trolls from other clans. They always think that bird trolls are weak, impermanent, and difficult to serve, so they rarely believe in bird loa.

There are still Amani clans dedicated to Galea, the god of dragonfalcons, and Ekilson, the god of eagles. They are weak loa, just like me.

If you can find shrines, they shouldn't be too refusal.

At last."

The God of Scavengers obviously hesitated when he said this.

It looked around and said in a lower voice:

"I know you don't care about beliefs, good and evil, so if you really have no choice, you can think about it with the wind snake Loa. But if someone else finds out, don't say I told you.

Because of Haka, the trolls, together with the loa, now have a lot of opinions on the wind snake loa.

It just so happens that the Drakkari troll in Northrend has two shrines for the wind serpents Loa Salonga and Quesrun. "

"Okay, I see."

The pirate was satisfied with this answer.

He patted Gani's illusory body, and said:

"Then please help me send a message to Sirik, the Night Lord, and bring me some idols from it, and also, please greet my good brother Akunda for me.

By the way, would Akunda mind having more priests?

If it is still willing to transform the blessing, that would be great. "

"Ha, I knew that you would definitely bully Akunda."

The old Ghani stared, showing an extremely unbeatable expression, grinning and said:

"Akunda has known you, it has been unlucky for several lifetimes! But don't think about blessings or anything, Akunda is too weak. Although the group of fox people took good care of him, he still needs several years to recover.

Oh, and one last thing.

The Snakeman Empire got mixed up with the goblins.

Now there are a lot of goblins in the gravel docks in the Vol'dun desert, and they have built noisy factories there, saying that they are going to build steamships for the snake people's faithless empire.

Also, Kotek, the Great Emperor of the Unbelievers, sent someone to leave Zandalar mysteriously, as if he was going to the eastern continent. "

"Really? Snake people are very good."

The pirate gave a thumbs up and said:

"Give ten likes to Emperor Kotek, and do it if you recognize it. What is the demeanor of a king? Human kings really need to learn it. Then, I will leave the matter of Suramar to you?"

"I don't promise to do well."

Old Garney said with a straight face:

"The situation here is different. You have to understand that I have to act secretly. The fortress full of terrible magic by the city's seaside makes me tremble with fear.

I will only be active in this city full of humble people. "

"No, no, your area of ​​activity is very large."

The pirates came prepared. Hearing what Old Ghani said, he immediately took out a not-so-precise, but basically accurate topographical map of Suramar from his bag.

He spread out the simple map in front of old Gani and the four night children beside him, pointed to the eleven red crossed nodes on it, and said to them:

"These eleven places are all over the entire Suramar wilderness. If you search carefully in these places, you can find the underground buildings left over from the period of the Elven Empire.

There are magic devices that can directly lead to Suramar City, as well as underground magic net charging, so you don't need to bring your own magic power to go in.

This knowledge has been neglected for more than 10,000 years, causing those underground facilities to be hidden in inaccessible places, and there is a lot of ancient magic power that no one has mined.

The space is also quite large, enough for you to hide a huge amount of supplies, and use it as a backup base when necessary.

It is said that the cunning rabbit has three kilns.

I have now given you eleven candidates!

If you still can't accomplish anything like this, then I can only give up you trash. "

The other elves couldn't understand the meaning of the map, but the old Gani, who was very good at hiding and running away, saw his eyes light up. He waved his claws and grabbed the map in his hand.

Now confidently say:

"With this, I can stay in Suramar with peace of mind.

The first thing to do is to find them, make garbage dumps in all eleven crypts, I can't appear frequently in the city, this will attract attention.

and also

I just wanted to say that! "

Old Ghani stepped on the small garbage dump under his feet very dissatisfied, and said:

"Who piled this up? It's so badly piled, can't even pile up the garbage?

The perfect garbage dump should be messy and clean, full of random and unpredictable mysterious temptations, and no one knows what kind of sparkle can be found in such a garbage dump.

I like garbage dumps full of unknowns.

Next time I see this neat one, it doesn't deserve to be called a garbage dump, it's called a flea market!

If it happens again next time, I won't come.

One last thing, you have to find a place in the city for my heirs to live and hunt, I hate this city, it's full of magic, but there's so little left for nature. "

"This is easy."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said to old Garney:

"There is a zoo on the outer ring of the city's great promenade, which is large enough for your offspring to reproduce in it. There is also an 'animal star' named Yi Laike.

It is an Iron Devilsaur with enhanced magic power, and its lethality is astonishing!

I don't know where the Nightborne got it back from. "

Having said that, Bo Laike grinned, and looked up and down the old Garni maliciously.

He said:

"With your beautiful and bright appearance, if you are unlucky and caught by Elisande, she will definitely throw you into the zoo and become the next 'animal star'.

I hope you don't do this, you know how stingy I am, if I have to buy a ticket to see you next time, I can only reluctantly give up on you as a good friend.

But with your wit, you can definitely live well in Elisande's zoo without having to look for food. Every day, the children of the night will come here to feed you all kinds of delicious food.

It's nothing more than facial damage, but you're an animal who cares what this thing does, right? "

"Pooh!"

Old Ghani spat, shook his head and cursed:

"You can't say something good, you bad-mouthed stinking pirate, the worst."

"Wait, don't leave yet, send something back for me."

Bo Laike pulled out a set of sword-scarred, Nightborne-style metal armor from his bag, one of the few things that Maiev didn't snatch.

He touched the strong but very light armor in his hand, and said to the disgusted old Gani:

"This is Suramar's greatest Spellblade genius, lady armor made of metal smelted from the Nightwell, I can't use it, but someone does.

Take it to Nathanos for me, he knows who to give it to. "

"I'm a loa god, not a god who delivers couriers to you!"

Old Garney complained.

He pinched his nose again, as if he couldn't bear the smell of the treasure, he picked up the dark lady's armor with the tip of his tail, and gave Laike a hard look.

it says:

"Next time let me give you a baby, I will send the little raptors to bite your ass! Chase and bite! I will do what I say."

With this complaint, old Garney slipped into the smoke and disappeared.

After the smoke in the basement cleared, the pirate looked back at the four Nightbornes behind him and said:

"You follow it in the future, I mean, you can continue to do what you are doing, but what it teaches you, you have to learn it by heart.

In the future, if I have orders, I will also pass them on.

It is called Ghani, the god of the poor and lowly.

It's one of my favorite loa, don't despise it just because it likes trash. If I were far away and learned that you disrespected my loa friends, I would gladly punish you.

Finally, the most important point of getting along with it must be remembered!

Don't offer it treasures, let alone money, it will make it feel that you are humiliating it. It only likes one thing, garbage.

Clean, novelty junk that can be reused by the lowly.

Remember to leave the garbage to it, and leave the treasure and money to me.

In this way, both I and it will be happy, and you will live a very comfortable life because of our happiness. Don't make trouble for yourself, and don't make trouble for me.

understand?

Do things when you understand!

What are you nodding here for?

Could it be that if you nod your head well, things will be done by themselves? Hurry up! Move all the magic wine you smuggled here, and it will be sent to my fleet in a while.

Don't they all say elves are smart? A little wink, okay? "

(end of this chapter)