Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 939 36. There Are Bad Guys Among the Druids

Shaun Moonpaw Archdruid is not the first to deal with Bo Laike.

He is well aware of the cunning and changeable of the person in front of him. When he was a friend, he was already very troublesome, but once he became an enemy, his troubles would rise to fear.

Although the legendary great pirate Braike Shaw has a bad reputation in the druid community because of the "mispropaganda" of the Rende Society, many young people who have been induced by misinformation think that the stinky pirate is a big bastard who provokes anger and hatred .

In fact though it does.

But a group of sane factions headed by Shaun Moonclaw have always been unwilling to place the Cenarion Order on the opposite side of the Undead Fleet.

Hastily deepening the conflict is not in line with the teachings of the natural way, let alone in the interests of the druids.

What's more, although the demigods of the wilderness apparently led the operation to purify the Corrupted Tree this time, in fact, the simple and honest Ursoc did not hide the real promoter of this matter from the archdruids.

Therefore, whether they like it or not, the druids have already owed the pirates a huge favor.

The smelly pirate now also claims that he has a way to wake up Lord Malfurion who has been sleeping for a long time, which has caused many changes in Shane Moonpaw's mentality.

The old druids who had experienced the War of the Ancients knew that Bu Laike would not give this news to the druids for free. It was like a poisonous bait, and after eating it, he would definitely have a stomachache.

But druids have no better way.

They had to eat this bait, and then let Bu Laike Shaw cut them severely.

Typical stinky pirate-style scheming.

Let you know that there is a problem, but you have to jump into the hole he dug.

"Say it."

Shane Moonpaw leaned on his staff, looking at the Luna armor on Bu Laike with complicated eyes.

Although the druids believed in the way of nature and were not believers of the moon god, as Kaldorei's national belief, the old druids also had a deep understanding of the wisdom of the moon god.

He really couldn't think of what it was about this stinky pirate in front of him that attracted Ms. Elune's attention, and was able to give him such a god-given item.

Pirates and moon gods, even if these two words are put together, it is a kind of blasphemy against Elune's beliefs.

"Say your answer, and we'll do what you want."

The old druid gave up struggling.

He said:

"Until the issue of the tree of Saradrassil is resolved, the entire druid holy land is under martial law. We will send a team of druids to block the border with Suramar, and Elisande's army cannot pass through here.

In fact, not to mention them, even the Kaldorei pilgrims have been refused to come here. "

"Well, so refreshing?"

The pirate said in surprise:

"You don't want to bargain? Such a smooth promise makes me feel very unfulfilled, Your Excellency Moonpaw, you know, I have come up with three arguments to persuade you on the way here.

They are reasoning, temptation of interests and threat of force.

Anyway, give me some room to play. "

"what's the point?"

The arch druid of the moon claw rolled his eyes, and the old druid with a good personality said calmly:

"You have the news we urgently need, you just forced us to owe you a huge favor, but we don't have any means to check and balance you.

It was an unfair conversation. "

"Don't say that, you can try to catch me, torture me, torture me, and force me to reveal those important information."

The pirate spread his hands and said:

"Look, I'm only here alone. As long as there are three powerful archdruids like you, I will never be able to escape. Not to mention that it's so close to the Temple of the Moon God. I heard that Ms. Tyrande will be here in person. It sits there.

If a white tiger sister like her also joins the battle."

"Stop kidding, it's not funny."

Moon Claw glared at him, and said expressionlessly:

"Miss Maiev has just submitted a report to the Sisterhood of Elune and the Order of Druids, and she asserts that Laike Shaw's fighting power is far beyond what a Legendary should be capable of.

When encountering him, if the number of legends on your side is less than five, you must avoid fighting. To complete a hunt, at least ten legends are required to participate together.

Look, we are well aware of your threat, Lord Laike, we are not your enemies, nor do we want to be your enemies, there is no irreconcilable conflict between us. "

"Smelly woman!"

The pirate cursed under his breath.

He lost interest in an instant, and took off his owl helmet, revealing eyes that he no longer concealed.

The cursed horizon of Sargeras was cut off by Maiev before, and Bo Laike was very distressed, but he couldn't repair it, so he could only dedicate it to Old Garni as a tribute, as a witness of mutual friendship.

The God of Trash Guys has made a lot of money this time.

He stared at Archdruid Moonclaw with his sea-blue eyes, took out the jug and unscrewed the lid, without wasting any time, said very straightforwardly:

"How much do you know about the strange plant 'morning wheat'?"

"Morning wheat?"

Shawn frowned suddenly.

As an archdruid who is deeply immersed in the way of nature, he certainly knows the information about this rare plant. He recalled the knowledge in his mind and said:

"Morninggrain was first discovered 6,300 years ago.

At that time, one of our members was ordered to go to Feralas jungle to investigate the reproduction of faerie dragons. She accidentally strayed into an extremely mysterious crater bordering Feralas, where there is a surprisingly strange ecology.

It was also at that time that we first came into contact with the magical morning light wheat.

It can only grow in the peculiar terrain we call Un'Goro Crater. To be precise, only the fertile soil there can provide the nutrients needed for the growth of Morning Glory.

That plant has high medicinal value.

The most peculiar thing is that under the catalysis of natural magic, it will produce a confusing gas, which cannot even be dispelled by natural magic.

It can make it easier for low-level druids to establish a connection with the dream world. For high-level druids, inhaling the gas of morning light will also allow them to prolong the time they reside in the dream world.

But frankly, we don't know enough about this amazing plant.

It also has many magical properties. "

"Yes, I agree with you. You are indeed professional in this respect, but not professional enough."

Bu Laike took a sip of his wine and said:

"When I was traveling in the endless sea, I happened to know an interesting little knowledge about morning light wheat from a friend. Do you want to hear it?"

Although the stinking pirate said it lightly, the Moonclaw Archdruid clearly felt that he was getting closer to the truth.

So he nodded.

"If you want to listen, you can pay! What are you waiting for?"

Bu Laike curled his lips and shouted:

"You don't really think that I will just tell you such important information so casually, do you? But since you have already promised to help, I will charge less this time."

The pirate rubbed his fingers, thought for a while, took out the Wolf's Edge halberd from his luggage, and said to the angry archdruid:

"Look, I got a nice weapon the other day, but if it's going to be powerful, it needs to be re-blessed by the wild gods who blessed it.

Everything else is easy to talk about, except that the Nian Beast in it blesses it, so I have to go to Moonlight Grove.

I know that this is the base camp of druids, and you rarely welcome outsiders there, but I have to go there, who told you to seal the year beast in Luna Lake, and let it be unsealed only once a year.

I can't help it either. "

"You even know this?"

When he heard Bo Laike's request to go to Moonglade instead of the lion asking for other excessive conditions, the face of the Moonpaw Archdruid immediately eased.

He reached out and touched the wild wolf's front, and indeed felt the scorching power from the wild gods Nian Beast.

The pirate wasn't lying, this weapon does have the blessing of the Nian beast.

But the fact that Nian Beast was sealed in Luna Lake was a secret that even druids rarely knew, but this stinky pirate in front of him yelled it out.

The old druid felt the magic of Bo Laike again.

He sighed and said:

"I can promise you this request. When your time is right, I will personally take you into Moonlight Glade. But you have to go by yourself to enter the place where Nian Beast is sealed.

That wild demigod never pretends to the druids who sealed it"

The old Druid gave a wry smile and said:

"But there is no way, who can't let himself be able to suppress his wild desire to destroy?"

"Understand, understand."

Bu Laike laughed, rolled his eyes again, and asked:

"But I heard that Nian Beast has a bloodline descendant in exile? You exiled it on a small island, right? It's in the sea of ​​mist."

"Well, Kuken."

The Archdruid of the Moonpaw has given up on asking Laike about the source of these strange news, and he replied frankly:

"Nian Beast actually has many blood descendants, but most of them have inherited the wild nature of demigods and cannot communicate with each other. The only exception is Little Kuken, who has not shown the same aggressiveness as its brothers and sisters.

We thought it could grow up safely, so we took it away from the sealed land and raised it on an uninhabited island.

You are a hunter.

It's normal for you to be interested in these exotic beasts, but what I want to tell you is that although Kuken is peaceful, he is also of the blood of a demigod, and it is difficult to tame. "

"I don't tame it."

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"Such a big white dog with two heads and fire-breathing. It looks delicious. I can't afford it. But this news will definitely excite other hunters.

A descendant of a demigod.

A naturally powerful life, it takes off immediately when it meets a good master.

I'll just collect the tickets then. "

"It's up to you, as long as you can find the island."

The Moonpaw Archdruid is already very Buddhist. He looked at the pirates and said:

"Now, tell me a fun little fact about morningglow wheat."

"It's very simple."

The stinky pirate picked up the dwarven pipe, rubbed a ball of void fire in his hands to light the tobacco leaves, covered his face while puffing, and said softly to Shaun:

"After the combination of Dawngrain and Nightmare power, it can also release a confusing gas, but at this time, the function of Dawngrain is no longer to help druids fall asleep, but to make them have nightmares.

The most peculiar thing is that this kind of nightmare cannot be awakened until the morning light wheat's gas is exhausted, and the existence of corrosion cannot be detected.

Because its power does not come from the Emerald Dream, but instead draws power from the void.

Your nature magic can't wake up those victims of morning light, not because nature magic is not powerful enough, but because you don't know anything about the mysterious void lore.

Malfurion was not only trapped in a nightmare, but was also tortured by the will of the void. Perhaps this could explain the various changes in his body.

He tried to understand the knowledge, but he couldn't understand it, so he turned to the natural force, which loved him, but accidentally gave him too much power.

Let him transform from elf to beast

Speaking of which, I'm also curious, did you check the burning incense in Malfurion Stormrage's den when you found out that he couldn't wake up? "

"I understand."

Shaun nodded.

But immediately, his expression became very ugly.

He hesitated for a moment, looked left and right, and asked in a very small voice:

"Do you know who did it?"

"Of course I know. I know everything, my friend."

The pirate rubbed his fingers, and just when the archdruid thought that Laike was still going to ask for a price, he found that the pirate put on the owl helmet with a bang, and jumped into the shadow rhythm guided by the void without looking back.

Before the hour, he left the last words that lingered in Moonpaw's ear:

"I won't tell you who it is, I don't want to get involved in anything to do with that poor guy. There are bad people in the Cenarion Order, there's no question about that.

But if I were you, I would choose not to pursue it.

Believe me, it would be better for all to forget about it.

After all, Malfurion was trapped, not hurt. Moreover, the source of disaster has disappeared, and that person has already repented if he thought about it.

People, you have to learn to look forward, right? "

Shawn Moonpaw froze in place at this message.

Bu Laike didn't seem to say anything, but he did give a suggestion, which was a suggestion from a prophet, and people had to think carefully.

He hesitated for a few minutes, and finally turned into a storm crow and left. He must rush back to Moonglade immediately to wake Malfurion back.

At the same time, in a certain lair on Mount Hyjal, Archdruid Fandral Buckhelm knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, with the corpse of a nightmare aberration beside him.

It was torn to pieces by the angry and desperate Archdruid himself.

It is rare to see a druid walking in the natural way so violent, but it did happen, and the aberration died so badly that it was almost torn out of every bone by Staghelm's own hands.

But before this cruel thing happened, Deer Helmet called it "son" with affection.

Unfortunately, as the soul of the ancestor Satyr, Nightmare King Xavius, was brought into hell, the disguise he released by himself was finally broken.

It's like a beautiful dream.

It's a pity that the more perfect the dream is, the more painful it will be when waking up.

"what!"

The archdruid staghelmet knelt on the ground and let out a desperate roar like a dying beast. He pounded the ground with both fists until his hands were bloodied, but he didn't realize it.

"Grandpa. Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

A little shadow elf girl heard the painful roar from the den, and she anxiously tried to come in to check on her grandfather's situation, but at this moment, the deer helmet, who was in pain like a beast, suddenly woke up when he heard the sound.

He looked at the corpse at his feet, suppressing nausea, hatred and pain, trying to calm down his tone.

He said:

"My dear Yi Sitalia, don't come in! I'm fine, I just had a nightmare, it's okay, I've woken up. It's a bit of a mess here, I'll clean it up.

You wait for me outside, I'll be right out. "

Lu Helmet spoke soft words to his granddaughter.

However, he waved his bloody left hand, summoned the brutal piranha with natural magic, swallowed the disgusting nightmare aberrant corpse, and sneaked into the ground.

While doing the most ruthless thing, he said to his little granddaughter in the most gentle tone:

"In a while, grandpa will take you to play in Moonlight Grove, okay?

Let's go see Malfurion, don't you admire him the most? I think maybe he will wake up today, and then you can say hello to him personally. "

"Yeah! Grandpa is the best."

(end of this chapter)