Azeroth Trail of Light

Chapter 170 1. Music Festival in Scorching Canyon --- Gagen Fourteen

Starting from Ironforge, go west along the snow-capped Dun Morogh. It takes about two days to reach the edge of this snowy land surrounded by mountains. There are guard posts built by the dwarves along the way. According to the trail According to the news, there is also a mysterious airport in the back mountain of Ironforge.

It is said that it was a laboratory for the flying machines built by the dwarves who fled to Ironforge for refuge. The accompanying knights took it as a ridiculous joke. , besides the dreaded giant dragon, what else can fly in the sky.

But Dick knew that it was true. It was not a secret among the players that there was an airport with simple wooden aircraft on the mountain behind Ironforge. At the beginning of the game, players who were keen to explore this strange continent had already discovered Those look a lot like another World War I wooden plane.

Those are the creations of gnome engineering.

Dick also wanted to study engineering, but unfortunately, he only started a sub-profession now. After all kinds of balances, he had no choice but to go to the big forge in Ironforge, and the best blacksmith of the Shenshan Mining Company, Introduced the introductory skills of forging.

Of course, this is just a formality. When the forging hammer was finished, Dick heard the sound of the sub-profession opening. In his vision, there was an additional forging option. Of course, it was still blank. Dick He was not lucky enough to carry all the blueprints in the game, but fortunately, he had more than a dozen blueprints in his backpack, which were gifts given to him by the blacksmith of Ironforge in his own name.

The most precious of them is the blueprint of purple quality called "True Silver Holy Sword". Dick is quite satisfied with this gift.

He only brought less than 40 paladins with him this time. These people's hometowns are in the Kingdom of Stormwind, and it is very convenient to take them with them. Apart from these paladins, only Liadrin and Velinde accompanied him. around. After a year, Dick had the feeling of wandering freely in northern Xinjiang when he was a sheriff.

They quickly crossed the beautiful Ice Spring Lake. At this time of year, the Black Iron Dwarves were not yet rampant enough to send assassins to Dun Moluoli, so the Ice Spring Lake was like the most beautiful gemstone on this snow field. The quiet and nostalgic scenery remains deeply in everyone's memory.

At noon on the second day after departure, Dick and his party passed through the south gate post and arrived at another large gathering point for dwarves besides Dun Morogh, the dwarf town of Selsamar on the shore of Lake Rock, but the paladins did not After staying in this town for a long time, replenishing fresh water and food, and inviting the paladins to taste the famous delicacy of Thersama - blood sausage made of bear meat and wild boar, the group set off again and bid farewell to this peaceful and beautiful place. , a town full of exotic customs, passed through the secret passage of the Valley of the Kings, and entered the scorching canyon.

When Dick walked out of the passage built by the dwarf and passed through the mountains, a scorching heat that was completely different from the wind in Dun Morogh and Thelsama hit his face, which made him unable to react for a while. There are two worlds separated by mountains!

Dick had never been active in deserts and volcanoes before. Whether it was northern border, Quel'Thalas or Mount Hyjal, they were all beautiful and livable places, so when he brought the paladins Within 10 minutes of walking out, all felt terribly hot and thirsty.

The face of the high elf was covered with sweat, and Velinde, who had just taken the potion and turned back into the form of a night elf, looked unrequited, leaning on the luna sickle with difficulty, gasping for breath, Sticking out his tongue, as if he was about to fall to the ground in a second.

"take a break!"

Dick is also out of breath. It is said that after becoming a high-ranking lord, the influence of the external environment on himself is almost negligible, but unfortunately, Dick is only a lord now. Although he has the strength comparable to a high-ranking lord, he still cannot Immune to the distress that this environment brings.

The paladins gulped down the water, and some experienced veteran knights even went to the shade to form a wall around them. Everyone took turns changing their armor and putting it in their horse pockets. , and wearing armor is simply an unbearable torture.

Naturally, Dick didn't need to shy away from Liadrin, and Velinde, who had turned back into a night elf, was very lazy about everything now, and she didn't care about that. After a few minutes, both of them changed into casual clothes , it feels much better

The paladin took out a special firework from his rucksack, pulled it away, and a group of conspicuous red flames exploded in the sky. He picked up the engineering telescope, and after pulling it out, he continued to search left and right toward the northeast. Wherever you look, there are all black and scorched land, barren stones, and you can't even see a trace of green on the ground. Occasionally, there are two crooked neck trees, which are also half-dead by the scorching temperature here.

Here is no different from the Gobi!

No, it's worse than the barren Gobi! Nothing but hot stones and scorched earth!

Half a minute later, in the bright sky, a silent figure appeared in Dick's field of vision. He closed the binoculars, nodded to Liadrin, then turned his head and shouted to the knights resting in the shade,

"The whole team! Knights, our scouts are back! Ready to go!"

In less than 10 seconds, Demeter in dragon form flapped his wings and descended from the sky. When he landed, Das dressed like an Arab jumped off the dragon's back. Mittel emerged from his body, and immediately became what he was before.

"You guys are really slow in coming!"

Das caressed the white hood on his head, and took a vicious glance at the sun hanging in the sky like a fireball. Then he said in a low voice, with a smirk on his face,

"Fortunately, you didn't go to the barren land. Demi and I secretly kicked all their dragon eggs yesterday. The black dragon over there is now crazy!"

Dick gave Demitir a strange look. It was not surprising that the bad guy Das did such a thing, but Demitir, who has always been very organized, got involved in this matter?

"Black dragons are evil, Commander!"

Demeter made a "please" gesture, and while leading the way forward, he explained in a low voice, "Since the fall of Deathwing, all newborn black dragons have actually been infected by the power of chaos. For ten thousand years, we have tried all the methods, but we can't eradicate this corruption, so destroying all the black dragon eggs we see has become a tradition!"

"Didn't the black dragon entrenched in the Burning Plain hunt you down?"

The paladin asked again, and Demeter shrugged, "I don't know why, but no stronger black dragon appeared to stop us. In fact, all the young dragons and The young dragon is very weak."

Dick rubbed his chin and pondered for a moment, then asked again, "Then what about the news I asked you to inquire about?"

Darth, who was carrying a brand-new steel spear, took over the conversation and said quickly, "I contacted some old "friends" from the past, and they provided very little information, but I can confirm that there are indeed Twilight Cultists in the Burning Plains and The scorching canyon activities, it is said that the mysterious black iron dwarves began to shelter these cultists a year ago, and even the black stone orcs began to accept them."

"That is to say, they are all in Blackrock Spire?"

Liadrin remembered the letters she had read, and she looked at Darth, "Where is the Blackrock Tower, have you found it?"

When this question was mentioned, Das had a strange expression on his face. He glanced at Demeter hesitantly before saying,

"Actually, we not only found it, but also went in! Just three days ago."

"What? Then how did you get out of your body?"

The high elves were also surprised, "I heard that there are hundreds of thousands of black iron dwarves, the same number of black stone orcs, and black dragons. They won't send you out of the country as gifts, right?"

"Uh... almost, the owner of the Black Iron Bar, that enthusiastic dwarf also gave five tickets to the performance of the "Tauren Chieftain" band. You may not believe it, but we really made it all the way! "

Das scratched his head, and handed the five tickets to Dick, his tone was also somewhat disbelieving, "Actually, as long as you say you're going to the Black Iron Bar, those Black Iron dwarves won't stop you! I even saw a lot of alien races there, such as druids and tauren, even high elves and human nobles! It's a hell!"

"They'll even provide bodyguards if you have some extra gold coins!"

Demeter interjected, his voice utterly aggrieved, "But to be honest, the bodyguard service of those Dark Iron dwarves sucks!"

Dick held five well-made admission tickets in his hand, on which was printed the head of a tauren with a cowboy hat, and the emblem of "Ray Pi", paladins and high elves, and Vivian with wide-eyed eyes. Linde looked at each other. He had a feeling that this adventure might have an unusual start.

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"boom!"

The heavy gate was pushed open. It was a gate completely made of black iron, the size of an ordinary city gate. Outside the gate, the black iron dwarf casting masters who were as ingenious as the copperbeard dwarves were standing outside the gate. Outer made a delicate dwarf face.

That should be the common king of the once dwarf kingdom, the great King of Warhammer Anvilmar.

This door is so heavy that the dark iron dwarf guards inside have to drive away the stupid ogres to push the mechanism hidden inside the tall and dark corridor to slowly open the door. .

Dick was sure that if this door was closed, even if two epic heroes came, they wouldn't be able to open it easily! When the weight reaches a certain level, it is an invincible defense.

When the door opened, Dick, who was wearing a straight black dress, a bow tie, and a mask on his face, walked into the gap first. He stretched out a hand very gentlemanly, and pulled the beauty behind him away. Come in.

That was Liadrin. The high elf put on a beautiful blue dress, completely outlining her perfect figure. There were at least four layers of lace flowers on the edge and upper part of the skirt, and white long hair on her slender arms. Gloves, earrings and a silver necklace, the white hill on the chest has a clear gap, coupled with the long orange hair and the half mask on the face, it looks like the most beautiful court lady people.

Behind the two people dressed in costumes is Velinde dressed as a maid. Whether it was during the month priest or after becoming a werewolf, Velinde has no experience in wearing palace dresses. They are also slim, but The most popular prom dress that Liadrin brought from Quel'Thalas obviously made the conservative Velinde a little uncomfortable. From time to time, she stretched out her hand to pull her tight chest and buttocks. Her skirt was black. Yes, because it is a maid outfit, so there are no accessories, but Miss Werewolf's human figure is still very good, and it can even be said to be not inferior to Liadrin. It is worth mentioning that this Miss Werewolf holds a A black cat, looking very cute.

But she doesn't have Liadrin's hostess-like temperament. When two people stand together, even if they have a face that is not inferior to the high elves, they will always be ignored by others.

Darth and Demitir were wearing the hunting suits that noble guards often wear, and they also looked majestic. Their faces were tense, and with the shining weapons behind them, they looked like no one should enter.

This kind of attire is not ordinary people at first glance, coupled with the 40 soldiers standing behind the five of them, it seems that they are elites who have been battle-tested.

This scene made the black iron dwarf guards guarding the passage a little at a loss. They hurriedly invited the defense officer of the passage. It was a black iron old man wearing a black robe, glasses and a white beard. dwarf.

"Where are you from?"

"My humble servant is the Earl of the North from the Kingdom of Theramore. You can call me Sir Onyx. This is my lady. My servant told me that there is a music festival here, so I am here!"

"Damn it! Another goddamn jazz! Are the goddamn tauren bands really that famous?"

The old dwarf lowered his voice, cursed, and then reluctantly raised his face, and stretched out his hand towards the haughty Dick,

"Old rules, tolls are 5 silver coins per person, plus 5 gold coins, we will provide bodyguard services and be responsible for leading the way for you, but don't exceed the central area of ​​Blackrock Spire, which is the territory of the orcs and is not under our control. !By the way, if you leave from the south, you have to pay the orcs, they have a bad temper, especially a human noble with a female companion like you!"

"So this damned Sir, I suggest that you choose to return the same way after listening to that damned concert!"