Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 749 80. The two deer are in pairs, look at you again!

Thisalie Crow was dissatisfied.

Probably because he stayed with Braike for too long, which made the high-ranking druid unknowingly let down his vigilance against pirates, or the speed of the pirates' actions was too fast, far exceeding his level of power. There are limits.

In short, before Miss Black Crow could react, Bo Laike had already clasped the ring carrying the divine power of the Falcon God on Black Crow's left paw.

It's like the mark that the owner of the pet puts on the claws of the bird pet, which is used to show the identity and make decorations at the same time.

To be honest, this ring is not ugly.

On the simple form, there are dragon soul fragments shining elegantly as decorations. The dark golden interface is unpretentious and reveals a dignified atmosphere.

But the problem is not the shape of this ring, but the power that this ring represents.

Among the six power systems, Wilderness Demigod and Loa Shendu belong to the extension of life force, the difference between the two is not very obvious, and sometimes even their believers can't figure it out.

For example, the civilized trolls of Zandalari will also call the wild demigod revered by the night elf druids the mighty loa.

In turn, night elf druids will respect the naturally born loa as they travel the world, and learn from them the power of nature.

There is a saying that loa gods are generally weaker than wilderness demigods in terms of strength.

It's not that they are not talented enough, but that they are not lucky enough. In ancient times, they didn't have the good luck to be favored and included by the Titan guardians, and naturally they were not taught some Titan mysteries.

In Bu Laike's understanding, the Loa God is a wild demigod without "official certification", and the wild demigod is a "regular army" under the Titan power system.

There is not much difference between the two, and they are even quite consistent in terms of power expression: a soul that transcends life and death, a body that is far beyond the mundane, has various magical animal powers, and can bestow its own power on believers.

This last point is quite important.

After Xilisa Black Crow was forcibly put on Akilson's Ring of Resurrection, Miss Raptor Druid, who was originally blessed by Aviana, the demigod mother of all birds, was killed by the God of Falcons. The power of the forcibly transformed into a loa carrier.

That doesn't mean Hisalie's faith has been deflected.

She remains a loyal follower of Aviana, but her power attributes have been forcibly channeled into Akilson's realm.

Among the trolls, the God of Falcon is only believed by the Amani clan, and it cannot be regarded as a strong one among the loa gods, let alone be compared with the real demigod of the wilderness, Aviana.

But the problem is, Aviana had already fallen in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago.

Although her soul is still perched on the remnant branch of Garnier, the mother tree of the Emerald Dream, it is not certain who is better between a wilderness demigod who has been dead for ten thousand years and a loa who has just lost her body.

And just because Aviana is strong doesn't mean that her followers are also strong.

In short, the moment she put on the ring, Hisaly Crow was "forcibly converted". In her mind, she could hear the eagle screaming in the sky, and she could see the huge wings soaring into the sky.

She even felt that the body of her trade wind crow was being reshaped by divine power.

She knew something was wrong.

She was forcibly dragged from Aviana's realm into an unknown place by this damn vicious pirate, where she was forcibly instilled with some strange and unwanted powers.

But the addition of divine power forced her into weakness, so that she could only passively bear the humiliation without being able to resist.

Her heart is still loyal to Aviana, Mother of Birds, but her body is no longer clean.

And at this most fatal moment, the first thought of the best lurker and scout of the Cenarion Cult was to try hard to maintain his beast transformation!

She tried her best to control her weak and trembling body.

Try to keep yourself from entering human form, thus sabotaging your "latent mission".

"This time, I really 'bear the burden of humiliation'."

Before his eyes went dark and he fell into a coma due to the ravages of Ekilson's divine power, Hisalie Crow's last thoughts lingered in his heart:

"This can be regarded as a real 'work injury'!

Hopefully, when I go back to Moonglade, I'll be accepted by my fellow druids of the raptor instead of being scolded as a traitor to the sky like the fallen harpy.

Ah, Aviana, please save your faithful believer.

Please send down a gust of wind, summon a burst of lightning, and kill this damned stinking pirate. "

"Coo, coo"

Under the gaze of the magic eyeball on Laike's shoulder, the trade wind crow, which was being transformed in his hand, turned its neck and let out a cry of pain, then rolled its eyes and fell into the pirate's arms trembling.

"Huh~ It's all like this, haven't transformed yet? This Druid has good self-control!"

Bo Laike also felt a burst of surprise.

He was already prepared to witness the scene where Theasalie Crow had to "stand up" and return to the night elf body due to the raging divine power.

He has even rehearsed in his heart the "shock", "disappointment" and "anger" that will appear on his face when the elf girl transforms, and he is also ready to ask Miss Black Crow to pay him a smart and brave little bird.

Use this demand to force Thisaly Crow to owe him a favor!

The plan was just perfect!

But unexpectedly, the tenacity of Miss Sirissa Crow was far beyond Laike's imagination.

In order not to expose herself, she forcibly held back the discomfort of Loa's reincarnation.

"What a strong will, in order to complete the work at all costs, the Cenarion Council can get a member like you, it is really a treasure.

I don't have such a qualified spy under my command, which is really enviable.

If it wasn't for me, I would have known your identity in advance."

The stinky pirate pouted, and wrapped Miss Hisaly, who was "fading" in her arms, with a black cloth, just like wrapping a baby.

Miss Druid here is "ugly", like a bald chicken.

This is because of the changes in the druid's internal power, causing her trade wind crow form to transform into a falcon form. She must first drop the crow feathers on her body, and then re-grow the falcon feathers.

This process can take several days.

"Oh, girls love beauty. If I see her ugly posture now, I'm afraid I'm going to commit suicide in shame."

Bu Laike made complaints while swiftly collecting the crow feathers dropped by Hisaly.

At his feet, the little murloc was also swiftly collecting those gray-black crow feathers. It seemed that it planned to use the feathers from the druid to weave a bird feather crown for itself.

Or use it as an embellishment for your clothes.

What a little bastard.

"Let's go, let's go to the mountains to find the demigods of the wilderness and the Drusts to play."

Bo Laike tied the unconscious druid wrapped in black cloth around his waist, like carrying a weird little pannier, he opened the window of the clock tower of Arom's Tower, and jumped out nimbly.

He also summoned the Hippogryph Sky Sky, which flew in the sky, and grabbed Sky Sky's front paws when the wind vulture roared past.

The little murloc also howled and grabbed the pirate's trouser leg.

Just like that, they were carried into the sky by the Hippogryph, without disturbing any soldiers patrolling nearby, they flew towards the Drustvar Mountains in the east.

The terrain of this mountain range is high in the middle and low on both sides. The towering mountains are covered with perennial frost and ice. black forest.

Drustvar is the least developed area of ​​Kul Tiras, but it is also the area with the best environmental protection. It is conservatively estimated that the forest coverage rate of this mountainous area can reach more than half.

Several towns of local mountain people are distributed among these forests.

Under the command of the sky under the command of Bu Laike, in the process of descending towards the lake at the source of the river directly east of Arom's Terrace, Bu Laike can clearly see the distant coast and the "Butcher's Harbor" from a high place. "Inland Sea Wharf.

That pier is the shipping hub for Neptune Bay on the edge of the Drustvar Mountains and Tiragarde Sound, and is also the most common way for locals to travel to the capital.

This is Kul Tiras, and no matter what you do here, you have to take a boat.

"The sausages produced in Butcher's Harbor and the nearby Xiaowan Town are the delicacy that Kul Tiras enjoys throughout the South China Sea and the Eastern Continent. During the Orc War, these two towns wanted to provide sausages to the Kul Tiras army. Army food and make a lot of money.

I still remember that when I went to Lordaeron's palace to receive the reward as an 'orc killer', the main course of the banquet held by those nobles was sausage from Butcher Harbor.

The flavor is really good. "

Bu Laike introduced the local specialties to the little murloc in his arms, but it was a pity that Benboerba was only interested in the sausage itself, and it croaked and waved its paws there.

Seems to want to rush over now and grab some sausage for lunch.

"Hehe, I advise you not to go."

Bu Laike's tone became sinister again, he said to the little murloc as if telling a ghost story:

"Some time ago, the local 'dark forces' poisonous witches made a lot of noise in several nearby towns, and they were suppressed only after the Vik Reiss family vigorously suppressed them.

Do you know what the most evil methods of those witches who are not mentioned are the best?

They would use black magic to turn men who offended them, or who were simply unlucky, into fat pigs, and sneak them into the pig farm at night.

In the early morning of the next day, careless butchers would not check carefully when they were slaughtering, and would often send those 'pigs' that screamed fiercely to the slaughtering stand.

Some witches who have a fine grasp of black magic can guarantee that such 'pigs' will not show their original shape in a short time after they are slaughtered. It is not until they are made into sausages that people will find that some men are missing in the village.

But there are also bastard witches who are 'not good at learning', who are careless, or deliberately playing cheap.

They control the timing of the magic, so that those unlucky ones will immediately turn back into human form after being disembowelled by the butcher. How about it?

Still want to eat sausage? "

"Quack!"

The little murloc waved his fists angrily to protest against the malicious pirates, and his ghost story successfully dispelled the little murloc's desire for lunch.

"Haha, it's actually not as serious as I said."

Bu Laike waved his hand and said;

"I've read the secret report written by the Albatross Chamber of Commerce on this matter, because the witches' messing around once caused a devastating blow to the sausage industry in Butcher Harbor and Xiaowan Town.

The butchers there were paranoid all day long and were driven a lot crazy.

However, the Vic Reiss family responded quickly, destroying all the sausages stored there at one time while blocking the news, and resumed the production of sausages only after the witches were completely wiped out.

So, in theory, the Kul Tiran sausages we eat now are all safe, well, at least in theory. "

"Gah!"

Angrily, the little fish took out a piece of croissant from his luggage and stuffed it into his mouth. He made up his mind that he would never touch any kind of sausage until he forgot about this damn story.

"Well, are you scared? You are a murloc. You are omnivorous, and you can eat people in theory."

Bu Laike whispered meanly:

"Besides, the supernatural stories in the Drustvar Mountains are not limited to meat sausages, do you want me to tell you another story of 'Little Girl's Afternoon Tea'?

It is said that in this mountainous area, occasionally someone can see a cute little girl asking you to play the afternoon tea game with her, and she will ask you to help find something.

Well!

look! I saw it, it is really as beautiful as in the legend, come down, the sky, come down, let's pay homage to the demigod of the wilderness. "

Under Bu Laike's command, the Hippogryph descended rapidly.

Landing on the edge of the river very close to the source of the local river, Bu Laike jumped down quickly and chased after the white shadow he had just seen in the forest.

Hippogryph was looking down from the sky to guide, while the little murloc was going to jump into the water and go upstream, but when Benbo Erba was about to jump into the water, it suddenly heard a very nice little girl's voice:

"Hey, what a cute baby murloc, still wearing beautiful clothes, do you want to have afternoon tea with me?"

The first half of the voice was gentle and lovely, but the second half became sinister, like a terrifying invitation, which made Ben Bo Erba shudder.

The murloc didn't dare to look back.

It croaked and jumped into the water, like a "turbo duck", stepping on the water and chasing after its owner.

It is really frightened by this seemingly ordinary Drustvar Black Forest, which is actually not ordinary at all

This bloody place, it will never come again!

In the forest ahead, Bu Laike is like a ghost jumping in the shadows, flashing back and forth in the forest with swift movements, always following the agile white light.

As it climbed over mountains, jumped over rivers, and finally came to a secret river valley.

Just below the source of the river, there is a hidden waterfall splashing water.

Probably because he saw that he couldn't get rid of the annoying pursuer, the white light finally stopped.

It swings its head with huge antlers gracefully, moves its front hooves a little anxiously, and lowers its head towards the direction where Bu Laike jumped down.

It looks like it's about to launch a powerful reindeer charge.

"Oh oh oh! Don't worry! Don't be angry, the great, brave and noble 'Heart of the Forest' Asar, I have no malicious intentions, I just came here for a 'pilgrimage'."

Laike spread out his hands, facing the hostility of the tall white reindeer in front of him, he tried his best to express his non-malicious gesture.

When the pirate took a step back, he felt the shadow floating behind him again, and a doe surrounded by shadowy starlight also walked out of the forest gracefully.

One after another with the big horned deer in front, the road that Bu Laike left was completely blocked.

"I salute you, Altaïr's consort, the mysterious and powerful 'Woodland Secret Guard' Atene."

The pirate didn't panic either, and turned his head to pay respects to the star doe behind him.

He explained to the two holy creatures staring at him:

"I have come to ask for your blessings on behalf of the sons of Arom Vik Reiss. You two remember Arom, don't you? You made a pact with him to protect his blood and his domain forever.

I'm really just a messenger.

Look, I still have the blessing of Akunda, the simple and noble loa god, on my body, which is enough to prove that I am not a bad guy.

I have maintained a good relationship with many Loa, or I summoned the old Garni to prove my identity? You must have heard the name of old Garney, right?

The one who calls himself 'The King of the Trash Heap'

Ah, you know it, that's really good. "

(end of this chapter)