Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 531 84. But without vision is a disaster

Early morning was approaching, and the Hillsbrad Downs were in their darkest hour of the day.

In the depths of the forest a little distance from Durnholde Castle, outside a camp guarded by Stormgard soldiers, there is a bonfire burning in the quiet forest.

Laike was sitting by the flame, holding his blank grimoire, and using the magic quill to record his first spell worth recording on it.

That is the mystery of the transformation of the devil.

The magic book, the magic book, only when precious knowledge is recorded, can this book sent by Dean Lanyue qualify to be called the magic book. If there is no knowledge hidden in it, this thing is at best a luxuriously decorated notebook.

On the other side of the campfire, Taretha Foxton, dressed as a maid, was snoozing like a chicken pecking rice, hugging her old clothes and her magic broom.

Tonight's experience was exciting enough for this little girl with little experience.

After getting out of danger, she desperately needed a rest.

Against the backdrop of the flames, at the feet of the pirates, the always "rebellious" wolf Frostclaw lay beside its master like a loyal hound.

It stacked its paws staggered, resting its head on them, its tail wagging from time to time behind it.

Just now, when Bo Laike was talking with General Bo Laike Moore, Frostpaw had sneaked into the depths of the castle and saw Thrall living in the underground cage of the castle with his own eyes.

It was going to rescue Thrall directly, even without the help of Laike, the soldiers in Durnholde Castle couldn't stop the killing of a spirit beast.

But the pirates prevented its reckless plan.

Because there is a very real problem in front of the big wolf wolf. Now that Sal is rescued, where will he send this little orc who was raised by humans?

Should he be left to fend for himself in the hills of Hillsbrad?

That's not what the old master ordered.

The Big Wolf is cunning and vicious, the best of all beasts.

But it's just a beast after all. Its beast mind cannot think of the answer to this complex question, so it can only wait for the master's "evil wisdom" to take effect.

"Ah, praise to my wicked master, here comes the evil eye."

As the green flames tumbling, Daglop, the demonic imp who escaped the fatal disaster and became active again, appeared in the phase change.

It is extremely flattering, and said to its master in a shrill tone:

"Your useless subordinate has been severely repaired, and his remaining eyes are about to be blinded! His nose is bruised and his face is swollen, like a hellhound with a broken spine after a failed courtship.

Do you want to summon him? "

"Let him come here."

Bu Laike, who was writing the grimoire, said something without raising his head.

With a sly smile, the little ghost summoned a very weak hell hound, turned over and rode on it, as if driving a "war horse" and ran towards the outside of the forest.

A few minutes later, the orc Xieyan riding on the back of a hell horse and Moros riding the undead horse both arrived.

The evil eye is really bad.

In the previous sewer chaos, he, an orc who had just stepped into Dalaran, was severely beaten by the mages, and those bastards rushed to kill him.

If it wasn't for Xieyan's two skills, he had also participated in many pirate fights during his time with the captain, and with his rich experience in melees and beatings, it would have been difficult for him to survive that night.

He even had one of the orc's iconic fangs knocked out, which made it a little leaky to speak. Originally, I wanted to say a few words of flattery, but considering how embarrassed I am now, it's better not to provoke the captain.

"How are the living conditions in Violet Prison?"

The pirate asked casually.

Xieyan shrugged and said in a low voice:

"It's okay. In order to show respect for Nazaras College, those mages arranged a single room for everyone here. Their own mages were locked in several large cells, and their lives were miserable."

"Are there many evil things locked there?"

Bu Laike asked again.

The orc warlock will taste something, he replied cautiously:

"a lot of!

And most of them don't look like creatures from the Eastern Continent. I also saw the fallen arakkoa and some weird spirit creatures in the world of Dellano.

I really don't know how those mages caught them.

Captain, are you planning to rob the prison? "

"Don't guess what I'm thinking. Prison robbery is against the law. Spellcasters like us can't do this kind of thing. Do you understand?"

Bu Laike glanced at the evil eye, changed the subject and said:

"It's too dangerous for you to stay in Dalaran. Go and help me in a while. It's a bit far away, so I will lend you the sky."

"It's all right, Captain."

Xieyan quickly refused and said:

"I can summon the big mephit by myself. That thing can fly no slower than your baby hippogryph. Tell me, where do you want me to serve you? You know my loyalty.

Whether it's in front of the gates of hell, or any other ghostly place, I have nothing to say! "

"Go to the Badlands."

The pirate put down the pen in his hand, closed the magic tome that was half written, and hung it around his waist with a chain.

He stood up and said to Xieyan:

"According to Ravenholdt's internal information, after the orc war ended, there was another wave of elite orcs hiding there. They were very cunning and tactically literate. The dwarves organized several rounds up, and they were detected in advance.

It's disappointing that Reid, who is worthless, has never been able to get online with this group of elite orcs.

I know it's hard for you, but it's up to you now. "

Bu Laike whispered to the bowed evil eye:

"Many people have speculated about the purpose of that strange orc army, but they can't guess right! I know what your fellow fighters who are good at fighting are staying there.

Go find them and tell them Goel is at Dunholde Castle! And he was about to be successfully brainwashed by a human careerist, so they should hurry up and send someone to take that kid back.

If they acted fast enough, the cub might be saved. "

Xieyan was taken aback when he heard that, he scratched his head and asked:

"Who is Goel?"

"You don't need to know, just bring the words with you."

Bu Laike gave a treacherous laugh and said:

"Then tell your compatriots the current situation in northern Xinjiang, and tell them not to send large troops to act, but to pick some elites to come over, quietly enter the village, and don't shoot guns.

In addition, tell them again, just say don't just look for places to wander.

As long as they dare to rob Goyle, there is only one choice left for them, go to Black Rock Mountain and seek refuge with Red. Help my useless 'Albatross' No. 3 to stabilize the situation, resist the black dragon's solicitation, and then secretly accumulate strength. "

"Will they listen?"

Xieyan seriously expressed doubts, he said:

"Captain, I'm not questioning your dark wisdom, but the leader of an elite clan that can create such a scene in the barren land must be a guy with a lot of background.

No one knows my warlike brethren better than I do.

I'm not afraid of being hacked to death by them, but they won't listen to a human being's arrangement. "

"It doesn't matter whether you listen or not, as long as they have brains and can judge the situation."

Bu Laike narrowed his eyes and said:

"What do you think my Uncrowned are doing in Alterac during this time? Not only the elite clan is going to Blackrock Mountain, but the Frostwolf clan that has been hiding for many years has to go to Blackrock Mountain .

When I said that Red can be the great chief, I didn't just say it casually. You don't have to worry about these things, as long as you bring the words to you.

Remember to deal with them in the name of the Undead Fleet. As a reward for giving valuable information to those orcs, I only have one request for them.

I want Laike Moore alive!

Don't let those orcs hurt him. Well, he can be crippled, that's okay, but he has to be alive, and his mind has to be clear, and I need his brains.

That's all, come back as soon as you're done. "

"Okay, Captain, I'm off now."

Xieyan nodded, he was already very clear about the captain's requirements for his subordinates, and the executive power must be sufficient to win the favor of the captain, so he started to summon the big mephit without saying a word.

Soon it disappeared into the night sky.

Bu Laike turned back to Moros and said:

"My butler, I need you to go to Alterac immediately and take over from Jack to direct the Uncrowned to continue searching the Frostwolf Clan, causing trouble for them and training soldiers.

I need Jack, who is more familiar with Dalaran, to come back and assist me.

Then send a letter to my No. 2 'Albatross', asking him to find a chance to come to Dalaran to meet me. "

"Ok"

Moros' execution ability is also super strong, and after receiving the order, he rode the undead horse and disappeared into the forest. At this time, Taresa, who was dozing on the other side of the campfire, had woken up.

She watched Mr. Bo Laike give orders to a big orc with strange eyes, and vaguely heard the name "Guiel".

She knew that was another name for Sal.

"Are you looking for orcs to rescue Thrall, Captain."

The little maid Taresa said timidly:

"But Thrall has almost no contact with other orcs. He was instilled by the general in the idea that orcs are villains since he was a child. He may regard them as enemies."

"It doesn't matter, he is still young, he has enough time to blend in with his compatriots. He is so smart, and he has enough ability to learn his original culture and understand the civilization he was born in."

Bu Laike glanced at the sky, took out his longbow and a bundle of void spikes shining with magic light, adjusted his state, and said to Taresa:

"You don't want me to take Thrall by my side and continue to raise him as a double-faced 'beast-skinned man' do you? Believe me, Taresa, both real orcs and humans will never accept that Sal.

He should return to his civilization and return to his world instead of staying in Azeroth and bringing more conflicts and contradictions to this world.

The wheel of hatred will not stop, the only way is to bring everything back to the original state. Since you have your own home to return to, why do you have to stay in someone else's home?

Are you right? "

Taresa pursed her lips, she wanted to say that she didn't care what Sal would become in the future, she just wanted Sal to stay by her side as a younger brother. But the clever little girl soon realized that it was too selfish for her to do so.

The captain was right.

Thrall should go back to his people, use the knowledge and wisdom he has learned to lead his people, and bring these brutal invaders who have brought terrible disasters to mankind back to their own world.

That might be Thrall's true mission.

"It's almost dawn, let's go."

Bu Laike stood up, and the big wolf at his feet also stood up. The pirate hooked Taresa, pointed to the camp in the distant forest, and said:

"I don't know that 'cutter', but you must have seen him. Show me the identity of that damn baby carriage driver."

"It's all right, Captain."

Taretha felt warm when she heard Mr. Bo Laike ask her to help identify the master assassin who had been her nightmare for the past three days.

In her short life, no one would do such a thing for such a humble child like her. Except for Sal and his mother, few people even cared about her feelings after being wronged.

Such is the life of the common people.

There are not so many well-meaning people, and it is unlikely that they will encounter a conspiracy specifically against them. If you are really wronged, you have to swallow it yourself. Even if you want revenge, it is impossible.

Neither money nor power.

Patience is their virtue, and silence is their label. They have built up kingdoms and empires, but few people really pay attention to what they think in their hearts.

Lothar might do that.

It's a pity that there is only one Lothar, and he is too old, whether he can survive the next half month is a question.

The little maid bowed her head and said to Bo Laike with a sense of apology:

"You don't need to provoke a powerful enemy for me. Your Excellency the General has to do his best to establish a good relationship with him. He must have a great background. After all, he didn't hurt me."

"Hey, little girl, have you always been so narcissistic?"

The pirate picked up a void spike that shone with a shadowy luster, and amidst Xal'atath's grotesque laughter, he said to the little maid Taretha:

"I didn't do these things for you, although I do owe you a favor. But neither you nor McCloss himself may know how valuable his head is now.

Exchange that money for the silver card that Bo Laike Moore gave you, enough to crush you to death three times.

Alas, I've been very tight lately, and all my money has been spent on boats. But there is still a large family to support. Whether my Uncrowned faction can grow rapidly depends on these 'walking gold mines'.

So, stop talking nonsense, grab your magic broom and follow me.

I must catch him today. "

(end of this chapter)