Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 502

The "long-awaited" treasure fair finally kicked off on the Alpaca.

But the imaginary battle between dragons and tigers did not appear. The performance of the Academy of Relics, which was regarded as the enemy by the dwarves, was astonishing this time. Those elf archaeologists just bought some powerful magic items casually and left early .

The whole process seemed hasty and absent-minded.

This once made old Brian suspect that these elves must have evil intentions, maybe planning to launch an attack when they transported the precious cultural relics back to Ironforge.

Don't suspect the evil that hides behind the good looks of those elves, they have done this more than once.

When the dwarves excavated the ruins of Uldaman in the barren land, every time there was a major discovery, several excavators would be inexplicably missing. Although there was no evidence, Brian suspected that these elves did a "good thing".

They are eyeing all the relics with great power.

The most cunning thing is that they will allow the dwarves to complete the early excavation smoothly, and then rely on their own magical power to snatch the fruits of victory.

Of course, the League of Explorers is occasionally pushed into a hurry and will do the same.

However, today the Society of Sacred Relics does not intend to disrupt the situation, which is a really good thing, which means that the dwarves can smoothly collect the precious cultural relics exhibited by the pirates.

"Look at this cabinet, Brian, I have just tested it, and it has a history of at least seven thousand years. But this is the first time I have seen a gold cabinet of this shape.

Do you know which civilization it belongs to? "

Anthropological archaeologist Harrison Jones, wearing a monocle, is holding a magnifying glass and wearing gloves, observing a large gold chest.

Scholars like him don't care about the price of gold.

What he valued was the humanistic value contained in this cabinet. He would see many cultural relics that he had never seen before at the pirate exhibition, and he was delighted for a while, so he entered the research state on the spot.

He also dragged the old dwarf who was also a little blind, and studied the cabinet with him.

Brian is worthy of being a well-informed explorer. He carefully looked at the cabinet in front of him with a magnifying glass, and put the end point on the snake-like mighty sculpture created by exaggerated and gorgeous techniques on the top cover of the cabinet.

After flipping through his notes for a few minutes, he came to a conclusion.

"This should be an ancient relic of the legendary continent of Pandaria, which is said to be hidden in the perennial mist in the South China Sea.

It's a pity that all the exploration of the foggy continent failed. "

The old dwarf blew his beard and stared and said:

"During a trip more than a hundred years ago, I came across some weird 'bearmen' at sea, and the utensils they carried had such giant beast patterns on them.

They called it the 'Cloud Serpent', and in their culture, it was a creature that represented justice and holiness.

And Harrison, probably your archaeological skills have regressed due to staying in the library a lot. You can tell by the color of these golds that it has existed for at least 10,000 years!

This is the most valuable of these cultural relics. Unfortunately, we know too little about that mysterious civilization. "

"Ten thousand years! That's amazing."

After the old dwarf finished speaking, a greasy voice suddenly came from the crowd behind him. It was a man in his thirties, wearing an aristocratic hunting suit, and hugging a lady with heavy makeup and as seductive as a fox.

He stared at Harrison, and exclaimed in a defiant voice:

"Thank you Master Brian for your on-site explanation. With your 'certification', the price of this cultural relic can be sold at least three times higher. Those who have too much money and nowhere to spend it will definitely be willing to pay a high price for it.

I want this Xianglong cabinet! "

"Bud!"

Harrison obviously knew the high-profile guy in front of him. He raised his arms suddenly, blocked the front of the golden cabinet, and said in a disgusted tone:

"You are not allowed to take it away! Such a treasure must be displayed in a museum! It has extremely high artistic and research value, and it is completely ruined to be taken away by people like you."

"Huh? Is the righteous Dr. Harrison coming to punish me, a bloody black market dealer?"

Bud Nedlake straightened his collar with his hand, and said provocatively:

"But this is not the market in Stormwind City. Our pirate friends have already made it clear that today's fair is for the highest bidder.

I brought a lot of money, my friend.

Best of all, I only want things that fetch a high price, while you and your dwarven mentor, blessed with a 'divine' mission, want it all.

These things really should be put in a museum, provided you bring enough money. "

After finishing speaking, the damn cultural relic dealer laughed and kissed the lady in his arms hard on the lips.

Miss Eldara, the trembling lover with a smile in her arms, gave Harrison a provocative look, and led a group of her accomplices to continue searching for those valuable treasures.

This scene also made the pirates who were in charge of security around them laugh out loud.

They hope that these archaeologists will fight with the cultural relic dealers, which means they can make more money tonight.

The undead pirates retrieved all of Zem'lan's treasures from Treasure Island, where art and antiquities that could not be directly exchanged for gold coins were placed.

It is no exaggeration to say that everything present has a history of at least 7,000 years and is well preserved.

Coupled with the embellishment of the funerary objects they dug from the ruins of Narsalas College and Zuldak, the Alpaca tonight has become a "paradise" for all archaeologists.

The tortoises who are responsible for appraising the quotations have also been agreed in advance.

They'll charge an above-par price, but not too much so as not to scare the guys away.

Seriously, if it wasn't for Laike's urgent need for money now, and the tortoises couldn't afford enough gold coins to buy these things for a while, where would there be anything about the Explorers' Association and the cultural relic dealers?

The turtles who can best distinguish good things have already rounded up these things!

But even so, the treasures displayed here are the ones left over by the tortoises. In the entire world of Azeroth, if you really want to talk about archaeology, who is more capable than the tortoises?

Those who know appraisal, have a wide network of contacts, and live a long time are the real uncrowned kings in the archaeological circle.

However, although the Alpaca tonight is lively, some guys are not keen to go to see the treasures, but start a "small business" on the deck outside the venue.

"Come, come, pirates, come and take a look at old Griftah's good things. They are all real treasures. They are so much better than the things you put in the venue."

On the top deck of the Alpaca, a treacherous troll dressed in colorful and "rich" clothes set up a stall there. He carried a huge rucksack with him and put up a sign next to it .

It says "Peerless Treasure Merchant".

This troll has a good mouth job, can blow and speak nice words, and within ten minutes, some drunken pirates were attracted to pick and choose at his stall.

I really got a lot of business done by this eloquent troll.

"Hey, this guest is here to take a look. The treasures here are all peerless treasures! If you miss them, there will be no next time."

Seeing another drunkard wearing shabby pirate clothes and a black captain's cap walk over step by step, the happy old troll who was counting the gold coins brightened.

He likes such "guests".

Or call it a big mistake.

Alcohol will seriously affect their judgment. Relying on their eloquence, they only need to fool around to sell their products.

The most wonderful thing is that these wines are not afraid of them coming to make trouble after they wake up.

The treasure trade fair will end tonight, and he will run away early tomorrow morning. Can these pirates chase after them for dozens or hundreds of gold coins?

"Ah? Peerless treasure?"

Bu Laike, who was drinking and planning to go to Eudora to ask about the results of the trade fair, immediately became interested when he heard the shout. Drunken, he shook his body, and moved the little murloc to the old troll's booth.

Casually picked up a golden amulet with many unidentifiable patterns engraved on it, and heard the troll in front of him say eloquently:

"Oh, what a discerning guest!

The thing you took is the most valuable treasure in my booth. If it wasn't for the fact that my eldest brother's aunt's third child's daughter was sick and needed money urgently, I wouldn't have put it on display.

Those people before were all blind, they couldn't understand the mystery and power of this treasure, but you are different.

Old Griftah could tell at a glance that you were no ordinary man!

You will do great things, and my talisman can give you the most powerful help. "

"Huh? You can tell I'm extraordinary at a glance?"

Drunk Bo Laike laughed and said:

"I knew that there would always be someone with a pair of discerning eyes who can spot the strong, and there is only one free and unrestrained pirate like me in the whole of Azeroth.

But you troll is very good at talking, what is this thing called? What powerful effect does it have? "

"Hey, this man is really shameless."

Old Griftah complained fiercely in his heart, how could anyone praise himself so much in front of strangers? He is the only one in Azeroth.

This guy is really narcissistic and hopeless.

But business still has to be done.

The old troll snorted, and said in a mysteriously low voice:

"This is a talisman personally blessed by Lord Zul, the dark prophet of Zandalar. Do you know about Zandalar? Well, it's okay if you don't know, it's very powerful anyway.

It's called 'Authentic Treasure Hunting Talisman', as long as you bring it, you can find the most valuable treasures on your enemies.

You are lucky today. Originally, I wanted to sell it for 10,000 gold coins, but seeing that you are so unrestrained, handsome and suave, I consider it a strong investment in the future.

Give you a discount, and sell it to you for one hundred gold coins. "

"Well, so powerful?"

Bu Laike took another sip of wine, and tossed the authentic treasure hunting amulet up and down in his hands. Amidst the croaking laughter of the little murloc next to him, he asked back:

"Since you can find a valuable treasure, why don't you use it yourself? Take it and kill a few people casually, won't you be able to get money for the treatment of your relative?"

"Ah, I think so too."

The old troll made a helpless gesture of old age and frailty, and said:

"But look at how weak I am, how can I still hold a knife? Such a treasure should only be used by a young man like you."

"Well, it makes sense."

Bu Laike nodded approvingly, picked up another stone with a strange shape, looked at it in front of his eyes, hiccupped, and said:

"What kind of name is this thing?"

"This is even more powerful. How about you, a handsome pirate, have a good eye?"

The old troll rubbed his hands, and said in a more mysterious tone:

"This thing is said to be the biggest secret of King Rastakhan's ability to live for thousands of years. It is a strange treasure from the world of death. No one knows its original name.

But I call it the 'incredibly extraordinary stone'.

Its effect is very simple, but very powerful. It can bind your soul in this world through powerful magic. When you die, your soul can return to the corpse and be resurrected.

In order to avoid the fate of eternal doom. "

"Running corpses? So powerful?"

The pirate was taken aback when he heard that.

The little murloc next to him even took out a small notebook to write down the shameless words that the troll profiteer just said, and use it later when he deceives other silly murlocs.

"Of course it's amazing! This is a rare treasure!"

Old Griftah talked more and more vigorously, and he continued to say:

"It doesn't look like much on the surface, but believe me, after you've had a disaster, you know how valuable it is.

Although this miraculous effect can only be triggered after you die, but believe that old Griftah, the person who bought this stone from me, said that it is good to use it!

So far no one has come to accuse me of cheating, which is a guarantee of my good reputation.

Let me tell you, just now there was an elf chick on your side who bought two from me, saying that she would use one for herself and one for her younger brother.

You see, the noble and wise elves buy this treasure. You don't believe me, don't you trust the wise elves?

They always find a way to find something good. "

"what?"

Bu Laike rolled his eyes when he heard that.

It's not because of how clever the troll's tricks are, but he probably guessed who the "smart elf" the troll was talking about. He finished the wine in his hand and asked in a bad tone:

"How much else did that idiot elf buy from you?"

"Uh"

The old troll felt that something was wrong. Wasn't the guy in front of him drunk just now?

Why did you wake up all of a sudden?

He stammered and pointed to the booth in front of him, and said:

"Well, she bought two or three of each item, and she spent a lot of money, saying that because her younger brother is rich, she can spend whatever she wants."

"Oh, the family is unlucky. No matter how much money you have, can you afford her to spend so much?"

Bu Laike said something in pain while clutching his forehead.

Then he threw the "Unbelievable Extraordinary Stone" in his hand to the old troll who was about to run away, but was surrounded by a group of vulture pirates.

He took a loaded short-barreled musket from the hand of Eudora, who jumped out of the shadow, and said to the troll in front of him:

"Hold that stone in your hand! I will buy your peerless treasure, but only if you prove the effect to me first. Doesn't it mean that you won't be afraid of death after using it?

Come on, show me one live.

You did a great job, I'll give each of my scumbags one for each, it's big business, get it, Griftah! You old bastard cheated and tricked me.

Get that rock, I'm going to shoot. "

"No! I confess, I"

"boom"

(end of this chapter)