Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 793 124. What did you summon?

"Going out to work tonight, I need to eat well, Moros, can you make me a local specialty? And find me a bottle of secret mead from Mildenhall Farm.

This is a delicacy only locals know.

The Mildenhall family over there has kept bees for generations, and they are the best beekeeper family in Kul Tiras and even the entire world. Although their family is low-key, they sent a batch of mead to the palace every year in the past few years.

That was the heart of the Proudmoore family.

Unfortunately, I heard that this generation of Mildenhall family is starting to lose. Their bees have problems, and the mead they make is not as mellow as it used to be.

There's absolutely no way it's the Mildenhall family's beekeeping recipe other than the problem.

It's definitely the darkness that surrounds the land that affects the poor family's business. "

In the temporary stronghold of the Uncrowned, Bo Laike is ordering his own lunch to his butler, and babbling local stories.

The undead butler listened to his master's orders with a terrifying smile. He put a towel on his wrist, poured a glass of sailor's stout for his greedy master to moisten his throat, and then turned away to prepare lunch.

After Moros left, Bo Laike lay back in a chair, took a sip of wine, and continued the story of the Mildenhall family to the two brothers who were leaning on the desk and standing by the window in front of them.

It's like telling a bad country legend.

"When I left Kul Tiras, I heard that there was a problem with the stored honey at Mildenhall Honey Farm, that the nutrient-rich and expensive liquid was showing signs of elementalization.

Can you believe it?

A dollop of elemental honey, man, the world is getting crazy, isn't it? "

Bu Laike laughed and drank a small half of the beer in his hand in one gulp, took a drink break, and said:

"I'm sure that the nutritional value of those honey elements is absolutely comparable to that of dragon eggs. If you two are preparing supplies for the next battle, why don't you go to the farm I mentioned?

Help me bring back some mellow honey, not only can I eat it, but also feed my greedy bear. Speaking of which, Nathanos, you've met Rexxar, haven't you?

How are his bears, pigs and falcons? "

"Very good."

Maris, who was standing by the window, looked at the bustling town outside the window, and said without looking back:

"It's not just Misha, Hofer and Sibiley. When I was training in the marksman camp, I saw that Rexxar also brought a male lion he caught somewhere. He affectionately called it 'Samba' S'.

The guy was a man of few words.

I suspected at one point that he couldn't talk, but I sneaked a peek to see if he would talk to his beast.

Hell, I even woke up one morning and saw him talking to Desolation.

Can you believe it?

The loyal Gilnean Royal Hound, who only knew one master in his life, would jump around in front of a green-skinned orc.

I was absolutely right.

Desolation is definitely 'chatting' with that Rexxar!

I can't imagine what a dog and a greenskin have to talk about? "

"Well, maybe that son of a bitch, Desolate, who can't control his mouth, is telling Rexxar a gossip about you and Ms. Cirvanas."

Bu Laike frowned seriously, and said something that made Maris glared, and then grinned with Shaw.

But after laughing, he waved his hands and said:

"That guy is a little weird, but he is definitely capable.

You should let go of your hatred for the orc, learn from him humbly, and finally use the hunting skills you learned from him to sneak into his house one night and strangle him to death. "

"Well, that's a good suggestion."

Nathanos turned his head and replied, he swore:

"I decided to learn from you first, Bo Laike, my brother. When I have learned your skills, I will surely suffocate you with a pillow and cut off your tongue before killing you.

I swear. "

"Wait a minute, don't argue, gentlemen.

Let me ask, do you mean Rexxar Rema when you say Rexxar? That orc hunter known as the 'Wanderer' who wandered around the entire Eastern Continent? "

Shaw shook the wine glass in his hand and asked a question.

The guy was carrying the glass for show, he was an old-school assassin who didn't drink before he acted, and both Nathanos and Boo Laike knew that.

"Is there a second Rexxar in this world that the two of us can discuss so seriously?"

Bu Laike snorted and said:

"What? You also know about that low-key guy from SI7?"

"SI:7 is not interested in a peaceful orc with great strength and peace of mind, but my Majesty the King is interested in him."

Xiao Er looked at the wine shaking in his hand, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly:

"In the city of Lordaeron, it was thanks to Marshal Lothar that he was able to be safely sent to the palace. My king told me privately that if Rexxar hadn't intervened that day, he and Marshal Lothar would probably have died in Kaga In the hands of S Bladefist.

That orc is a mystery.

Not only his origin is a mystery, but also his formal style and philosophy of doing things are also a mystery. "

Having said that, Shaw glanced at Bo Laike, who was drinking, and said:

"Blade Fist is with you now?"

"No, Kargath Bladefist, who drifted with the flow, is dead, and was killed by me."

Bu Laike said nonsense:

"I have only one stupid gladiator who calls himself the 'Champion' and has an entire arena's worth of treasure that he's willing to give away to anyone who beats him in the arena.

He is willing to act as my personal executioner.

And there is only one sentence he can make, and that is the punishment of gladiatorial combat!

He has to wrestle with thirty men every day, regardless of race, regardless of age, and only when his inner desire to fight is satisfied can he calm down.

He is a beast!

Especially when he showed his power in the arena, even the ten dwarves were no match for him.

He broke the bridge of my sea titan, and I had to get him a bunch of vrykul prisoners from Northrend to hold him.

However, the depletion rate of prisoners of war is still a bit fast.

Oh, what a worry. "

The smelly pirate burped.

Glancing at the lunch pushed into the room by Moros, he smelled the aroma of the food, immediately rubbed his hands, quickly tied a napkin around his neck, and picked up the knife and fork.

"Looking" at Shaw and Nathanos, he said:

"Shall we have some? There's work to do tonight. Seriously, why don't you go down to Mildenhall Farm this afternoon and get us some elemental honey?

That thing is also a very good material for quenching poison.

I know a recipe that can configure a toxin that has additional damage to void creatures. Considering our next mission, it should be very useful.

I can share it with you for free. "

"You don't want us to go with you to the tidesage's stronghold?"

Shaw put down his glass and said:

"Do you have so little confidence in us?"

"No, no, I have confidence in the two of you."

Bo Laike cut the beef on the plate, chewed it in his mouth, and said with a blank face:

"I just don't want to go through the trouble of explaining to a powerful old woman and a cold-faced female villain why their grandson and rumored boyfriend died inexplicably in the backwoods of Kul Tiras.

I also don't want to pay two additional pensions.

OK, just kidding.

Of course we can go together, bad men also need ugly partners.

But let me tell you in advance that you are just standing guard outside, and you are not allowed to cross the walls of the Sage Fortress in one step. I'm not kidding you this time

I suspect there are you in that fortress, something even I can't deal with.

This is a reconnaissance operation, not an assassination, let alone sabotage.

Waiting in the dark, ready to pick me up, ok? "

Shaw and Nathanos glanced at each other.

Since the three of them had known each other, it was rare for them to see Laike so serious. After a few seconds, the two nodded and sat down at the table to share a sumptuous meal with the stinky pirate.

Moros was an excellent steward, and he prepared three servings of all the dishes.

After eating, the three of them rode the Hippogryph and the Griffin and headed towards the mountainous area northeast of Brennadam City in the evening, and when the night was completely dark, they reached the area outside the Sage Fortress. In the valley forest.

This fortress was built on a mountain depression, just across the sea from the Temple of Storms on the island on the other side of the strait.

Compared with the Temple of Storms, which is dedicated to rituals and teachings and the study of tidal forces, the Fortress of the Sages is the place where the sea sages of the Church of the Storm live their daily lives.

The water system here is also very developed. There is a river connected to the bay, and boats are docked on the pier as a tool for the daily commuting of sea sages.

In the forest under the night, Bu Laike looked towards the fortress, and he could see that the valley was brightly lit, as if a large ceremony was being held all night.

"There is indeed something ominous blocking the shadows in the dark night ahead."

The pirate stretched out his hand, felt the night ahead for a few seconds, turned around and said to Shaw and Nathanos:

"Shor's perception is fine. Ordinary assassins who dare to sneak here will immediately fall under the gaze of the dark thing. Your caution is correct."

"how about you?"

Shaw asked.

Bu Laike pointed to the dim moonlight in the sky, pushed the blindfold again, and said:

"I don't need to sneak, my poor brother, under the protection of the moonlight, I just need to 'walk' across."

After speaking, he grinned and jumped down towards the valley cliff in front of him. His figure was enveloped by moonlight in the air for a moment, and then disappeared as if "melted" in the light.

"I had my doubts before."

After watching Bu Laike disappear, Nathanos held his bow and said to Shaw beside him:

"But I'm basically sure now that Bu Laike is a Warden, and his posture in the shadow of the moonlight is exactly the same as that of the veterans of the Warden I have observed along the way.

It's really strange, he doesn't know where he found this strange inheritance. I've heard that no man has been allowed to join the Watchmen since its inception.

Bu Laike may be the first, and most likely the only, male Watcher.

Don't you consider begging him to take you into this mysterious organization? "

Hearing this, Shaw shrugged and said:

"That's not for me. If my grandma knew that I gave up her path as a shadow warrior, she would definitely poison me and kill me. As for the inheritance of the black moon, it is indeed very attractive, but I don't think it is the only way to the way of the shadow of the highest.

There is no distinction between strong and weak in the road of strength, and every road can reach the end.

If I can't get to the end, it's not a matter of the road.

It's my problem. "

On the other side, Bu Laike was moving fast under the moonlight. When he was walking in the shadow escape, he did not forget to turn the void power left by Xalatath into a "cloak" and put it on himself.

While blocking the breath, he disguised his existence as a creeping thing in the void.

The moment he stepped over the walls of the Sage's Keep, he immediately felt a gaze from the depths of the shadows, like a light sweeping across his consciousness on a spiritual level.

A reminder was immediately given on the translucent character card in front of him:

You are watched by something from the abyss.

You are given the effect of [Spiritual Stimulation], your mental toughness is weakened, your connection with the shadow is also weakened, and every move you make will irritate the other party.

Your void camouflage takes effect.

The other party looked away.

[Spiritual Stimulation] effect removed.

This record made the pirates frown.

He nimbly jumped onto the edge of the city wall, without disturbing anyone, and did not advance towards the ceremony site inside the fortress, but looked out from the highest point of the city wall.

Soon, on one side of the fort's flank, Laike's "Endless Hunt" passive sense detected a strange creature.

Its appearance is very similar to the cleansed and weak monster under the Tirisfal Glades, with an octopus face, lobster claws, and two thick legs of twisted flesh.

But its skin is not dark black or dark green, but a very strange purple-gray. There are even disgusting pink spots and blue crystallized scars beyond the thick carapace.

That's a shaped Krasis!

Compared with ordinary Krasis, this guy also has a horny fleshy shell in the shape of a starfish and a hermit crab on top of his head, making it look more like a creature that exists in the deep sea.

But it is not in the physical world.

Its figure is illusory, as if it is caught between two planes, and it is entering the material world from another world.

The pirate throws a scout at the thing at a distance.

The next moment, the feedback made Laike blink his eyes:

Name: "Warbringer" Yenakiz

Race: Incomplete Krasis [Abyssal Distortion]

state:

Projection from the Abyss: Being summoned from Ny'alotha, the Sleeping City, into the material world.

Estimated completion time of the ceremony: three days.

Notice!

The ability of the summoned object to enter the material world will depend on the strength and number of sacrifices in the abyss ritual. The upper limit is [Demigod], and the lower limit is [Legendary].

"Wait, is this the 'gift' you Hai Xian want to give Dai Lin? It doesn't look very friendly."

Bu Laike, who was squatting upstairs like a spider, complained:

"Based on what I know about Dai Lin, I don't think he would like such a 'pet'. To please him, you might as well kidnap a few elves and stuff them into his bed."

"Quack!"

Just when the pirate was about to observe for a while, the little murloc's head popped out from the chest of his clothes. The sleepy guy rubbed his eyes, but kept moving his nostrils.

It seemed to smell something strange, and waved its hands like sleepwalking, gesturing blindly towards the inside of the fortress.

It means, there's a baby in there! Really big baby! It is a peerless secret treasure that makes it smell its fragrance even in sleep, it must not be missed.

"Ha, the real gift is actually there, right? It must be something related to the power of the sea. Let me, the 'Baron of Torrent', help him hold the eye."

Bo Laike grinned.

He glanced at Krasis who was in the gap between the planes, and then dexterously jumped off the city wall like cos Spiderman, and touched the inside of the fortress.

He will inherit Dai Lin's throne in the future.

Any gift given to Dai Lin will fall into his hands in the future, and it is better to give it to him directly than to waste time passing it on.

He wants to see what these tide sages are planning after making such a big battle.

(end of this chapter)