Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 896 226. Drop! There is a new order, please check it--Add updates for all the brothers who voted monthly【625】

Bo Laike left Ironforge the next afternoon with his idiot sister and his disciples.

The pirate originally planned to take time to visit his "old friend" Hemet Nesingwary, but he went to the old dwarf's ancestral house and found out that Hemet had not been in Ironforge two months earlier.

The old man took his son and his expedition team to Northrend.

It is said that he went to hunt the terrifying beasts there, but in fact, the pirates speculated maliciously that Old Hemet should have been frightened by the recent rapid expansion of the Rende Society.

He ran to the barren northern continent to hide from the limelight.

After all, getting into trouble with a group of extreme animal protection is really a headache. If it weren't for the fact that the Dark Portal can't be opened at present, the old dwarf probably has the heart to go to Dellano world to hide.

Failure to visit old friends made the pirates lack of interest, and when the map he submitted was not approved by the Explorers' Association, he left with Finner and Valeera.

The road back to Tol Barad from Khaz Modan is very short. They first took the Griffin to Menethil Harbor, and then transferred to the Nagfar waiting there, relying on the speed of the ghost ship , and returned to the pirate island at midnight that day.

But while Bo Laike, Fenner, and Lady Catherine are enjoying a family supper, in faraway Kul Tiras, something closely related to Bo Laike is going on.

"It's hard work for you."

In the forge room of Proudmoore Fortress, Muradin Bronzebeard, who lingered in the style of Sailor Street and drank himself drunk, knocked on his head while saying to Dai Lin, who was like a titan beside him:

"Old man, you want me to help you forge a saber. This request is very simple. For the sake of our friendship, I can even take out my own treasures and use source quality steel to forge the best saber for you.

But you insist that I smelt all these things into your new weapon. "

The old dwarf looked at the pile of "trash" piled up on the forging table in front of him, and said with a headache:

"Shards of Odin's Shield, broken blades of Elven's Legendary Longsword, and remnants of the Voidstone, heck, those are all real goodies, and one alone would make me very happy.

But now they appear in front of my eyes all at once, but it makes me feel like I have nowhere to start.

Speaking of which, where did you find all this junk?

I heard that there is a new "Untouchable Sect" formed by a group of trash guys in the Kingdom of Stormwind. They are very good at finding wisdom in useless things. Are you one of those people who call themselves untouchables but are actually very powerful? "

"No, I am not."

Dailin Proudmoore, who finally got a new suit that fit, rubbed her chin, and the admiral laughed and said:

"The rags in your eyes were all found by me after a lot of effort.

Especially the Broken Blade of this legendary longsword, I won it back from the Cult of Tides by playing a full ten games of turtle shell with that damn cunning turtle man.

I paid a lot to get it.

But I know it's worth it. "

Dai Lin reached for the Warp Cutter's hilt.

He looked at this thing, thinking about how his "good son" used it to beat him during the "Father's Kindness and Son Filial Piety Ceremony" that day.

He was silent for a few seconds, looked at Muradin, and said:

"And if this job is easy to do, I won't come here specifically for you, will I?"

"Don't say good things, and don't think that if you flatter me, I will help you."

Muradin curled his lips, blowing his beard and staring again and said:

"I'm not asking you for more rewards, Dai Lin, you know I'm not that kind of person, your request is really difficult to meet. The power attributes of these things are completely different, and they even conflict with each other.

Trying to smelt them together and make them match each other perfectly without destroying the essence of each other is almost challenging the basic rules of forging.

unless

You can find me a source of power stronger than them and forcibly smelt them with the help of external force, but the problem is that such things are rare in the whole of Azeroth. "

"Will the Sunwell work?"

Dai Lin stroked her beard and asked.

"Of course the Sunwell is fine."

Muradin said angrily:

"But I don't have the face to ask the Quel'dorei pointy ears to lend me their relics."

"Well, that's the benefit of having an elf wife."

Dai Lin grinned, took out a letter from her arms, handed it to Muradin, and said:

"I've arranged it all for you, my friend.

Take it to Silvermoon City, and someone will lead you into the Sunwell. But you can only stay there for half a month, so you must complete the forging of this saber within half a month. "

"Wow, you are really playing!"

The old dwarf was really surprised now.

He looked at the letter in his hand, and while flipping through it with an expression of disbelief, he said suspiciously:

"It's not that I look down on you, Dai Lin, but you human kings don't have much respect for the proud pointed-eared elves, why would the Sun King agree to such an outrageous request?

The Sunstrider family regards the Sunwell as their lifeblood. "

"I told you, I have an elf wife."

Dai Lin waved her hands and said:

"And Quel'Thalas owes a huge favor to the Proudmoore family, so don't ask too many questions, just go to the Sunwell to complete the forging.

Set off tonight, I have prepared the portal to Silvermoon City for you.

After the weapon is forged, you return to Boralus and wait for me. "

The admiral adjusted his clothes, raised his eyebrows and said to Muradin:

"I'm going to sail to the South Seas in a moment, get my soldiers back, and catch those damned pirates. When I get back, my dwarf brother, if you have time, I will take you to' see See the world'.

I just need a companion who is powerful enough to complete that test of strength. "

"What test of strength?"

Muradin said suspiciously:

"Why didn't I know there was such a saying? Tell me carefully."

"I don't know more about the specific situation."

Dai Lin shook her head and said:

"But I know that it is a 'feast of power' that brings together the most powerful warriors in the entire Azeroth, and I have already been invited. We will fight each other for the sacred objects left by the gods under the watchful eyes of the heroic spirits.

There is only one winner.

And he will be honored supremely. "

"It's not fair!"

Muradin immediately roared:

"Why have you been invited, but I am unknown? I am obviously a powerful fighter!"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Dai Lin looked at Muradin with strange eyes. In his vision, the strange rune was also shining on this bewildered dwarf. He said:

"Are you drunk? You've obviously been invited, otherwise why would I have to bring you with me?"

"Eh? Why didn't I know?"

The old dwarf patted himself on the cheek, recalling his wanderings in the tavern in the past few days when he came to Kul Tiras. After a few seconds, Muradin's eyes became subtle.

He said:

"Speaking of which, I do seem to remember.

In a tavern on Sailor Street, I was having a drink with a strange old man. He praised me for having the capacity to drink like a titan, and said that my strength is not inferior to my capacity for drinking.

But he quickly disappeared in the light, and I thought I was hallucinating from drinking too much.

Let me ask you, is the old man blind in one eye?

There are also two eccentric crows who are also fond of drinking. "

"That's right."

Dai Lin patted Muradin on the shoulder and said:

"That's him, Odin.

He sent his avatars to roam the world, picking out mighty warriors to feast with. We're not the only ones invited, old man.

I suspect that group of greenskins are also invited, this is a good chance! "

The general's tone became cold, and he said:

"We can use this opportunity to kill them all and accomplish what we should have done long ago."

"OK."

Muradin suddenly became interested. He found a box, swept all the rags on the table into it, and threw it into his bag. He said:

"I'm going to the site of the sharp ears. After you return from the South Sea, I will go with you. I just want to go to the Sunwell. I will borrow the magic well to complete the forging of the armor I have always wanted. .

Speaking of which, I have watched a lot of powerful weapons recently, and I also have some experience, and my hands are itchy.

Want to do something new with your pre-ordered saber? "

"Will this make my weapon stronger?"

Dai Lin asked.

The old dwarf nodded, and said with a guilty conscience:

"At least not worse."

"Then let it go!"

Admiral said:

"I believe in your forging skills, just as I believe in your strength."

After finishing speaking, Dai Lin took out his pocket watch to check the time, and said to Muradin:

"I'm going to sail, wish me all the best."

The old dwarf wanted to say his blessings, but suddenly remembered something that upset him, so he said to Dai Lin:

"Are you going to the South China Sea, will you pass Booty Bay?"

"meeting."

There was a murderous look in the general's eyes, and he said:

"The goblin city is being besieged by Bloodsail pirates, and their own fleet has been wiped out. Those little greenskins have sent me a plea for help, and I will rescue them.

They still owe me a lot of war reparations. "

"That's fine."

Muradin nodded and said:

"My brother, well, that's Brian, you met him, he got stuck in Booty Bay because of something. I hope you bring him back when you go.

It would be even better if it could be delivered to Ironforge.

But be careful, don't let him jump ship and run away, that guy has been a little crazy recently, and has been obsessed with going to the territory of the Zandalari trolls to complete his so-called 'great cause'.

I wonder if those trolls put a curse on him.

In short, please do us this favor, don't spread it out, the reputation of the Bronzebeard family is also very important. If he doesn't cooperate, tie him back with chains. "

Hearing this, Dai Lin looked at the expression on Muradin's face that was more sorrowful than heartbroken. He immediately felt the same, sighed, patted the dwarf's shoulder, and said:

"Every family has scriptures that are difficult to recite, don't worry, I will take him back, and I will ensure his safety."

"That's good, please."

Muradin was assured by Dai Lin, and he felt a little more relaxed. He left Proudmoore Fortress with his toolbox, and went to the Silver Gate of Quel'Thalas through the portal set by Lady Golden Sword herself. moon city.

And Dai Lin also boarded her own ship, and sailed in the deep sea at midnight, the huge and majestic Wang Quan on the sea moved forward with full sail.

Behind this ship, more than 30 warships of the Kul Tiras Third Fleet were brightly lit, but in the center of the fleet full of artillery and sailors, there was a strange looking ship.

Much like the big ships of the trolls.

It is full of carrier planes "borrowed" from the gnomes of Gnomeregan, which are quite different from the gyroplanes of the goblins. These aircraft are more like the biplanes that Braike remembers.

A large group of hired gnomes are doing maintenance around the plane, which is very noisy.

But without the drive of the tide sages, the speed of this fleet cannot be compared with the past, but even without the tide sages, the admiral quickly found a new "substitute".

"Oh, leave this work to our Tidal Religion, just watch it, Your Excellency the Admiral."

Kou Qiao, the tortoise sage, waved the battle flag of the Hydraxian Legion, patted the expressionless Dai Lin on the opposite side of his chest and said:

"Our Tidal Order is professional in controlling the sea, and unlike those black-hearted sea sages, we are 100% pure natural ocean power, which can be used even by delicate naval warships.

Absolutely no side effects. "

"Yeah, I saw it."

Dai Lin felt the waves formed when the surrounding sea water was driven. As an old sea dog, he could accurately feel the waves pushing his warship to accelerate.

Not as "smooth" as the tidesage, but the acceleration effect is not weak.

"It would be even better if your 'appearance fee' could be a little cheaper."

The admiral rubbed his forehead and said to the tortoise sage who was trying to preach to him:

"So, while there is still time, let's talk about the things we didn't talk about last time. How much will it cost to monopolize your marine support? How much will it cost you not to help those pirates?"

"Oh, this is in installments, my respected general."

Kou Qiao smiled like the fox who stole the chicken, he said:

"Why don't you buy a one-year right to use it first? Seeing that His Majesty the Tide Hunter also favors you, we can give you and the powerful Kul Tiras fleet a discount.

But be forewarned.

Even if you monopolize our support, we will not participate in the confrontation between Kul Tiras and the undead pirates. Their priority is much higher than yours.

Don't look at me like that, Your Majesty.

It's not about the money.

The leader of the undead pirates is the most popular fried chicken under the command of the tide hunters. It is estimated that he will be promoted to the Earl of the Ocean in a few days. He is the real "one of us".

In addition, in addition to providing ocean support services, our Tidal Order also has additional services, such as summoning sea monsters to attack your enemies, or calling our "Supreme Saint" to destroy a force for you .

Anyway, there is always one that suits you.

Want to try it out? "

(end of this chapter)