Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake thought that the matter with Miss Emeril was over.

But it turns out that although he is cunning, he is still too young and cannot compare with the real Lao Jianghu in some things. The shadow guard sister in front of him brought him more than just this "surprise".

With the swelling on his face reduced, Emeril was about to leave with the support of the Shieldmaiden, when Windrunner's mother beside the pirate suddenly asked:

"My disciple just told me that you were able to resist after being captured by the evil god of the insect people, but you were quickly pulled into the realm of the void due to external factors.

I want to ask you, it shouldn’t be done by the insect caster, right?

On the way here, I read some autobiographies left by those who witnessed the Quicksand War, and the content in them proved a point that the number of spellcasters in the Insect Empire was not many.

This is probably their weakest point.

If the number of insect spellcasters increases greatly in this thousand years, it will be almost a disaster for our next actions. "

The question of Windrunner’s mother is indeed crucial.

But Blake wanted to tell her that the inherent notion that bugmen lacked spellcasters was completely wrong.

The reason why the Qiraji lack spellcasters is because the Qiraji itself was a miserable "untouchable" in the Aqir Empire that was forcibly brought down by the Troll Empire.

Although after the collapse of the Yaqir Empire more than 14,000 years ago, the Qiraji found the loyalty of the Thousand-Eyed Demon C'Thun and were given the power of the void to rise again little by little from the edge of annihilation over a long period of time.

But the glory of the present cannot conceal the abjection of the past.

The records in the Golden Dynasty Library on Zandalar Island clearly stated that when the Troll Empire went on an expedition against the Insect Empire, the first batch of expeditionary legions were completely wiped out because they were surrounded and killed by the Aqir insect casters.

It's just that after the empire split, those high-caste bugs moved to other places, and during the ancient war that shattered the earth, they were permanently trapped under the frozen soil of Northrend.

Those noble bug people also established an empire in the frozen soil of Northrend that was no weaker than the Qiraji.

Therefore, it’s not like the bugmen don’t have spellcasters!

It's just that their warrior empire and mage empire have long been disconnected. If the two had never split, the Qiraji wouldn't have lost so miserably even if they faced the giant dragon in the Quicksand Battle.

However, this is not the crux of the problem, and it is very troublesome to explain, so the stinky pirate did not complain. He was also very interested in the "evil fall story" that Emeril staged in the insect nest.

"It was not a psychic attack on me by the Insect Soul Slayer. You can rest assured of this, Ms. Lyresa."

With the swelling on his face reduced, Emeril finally returned to the elegant state of the hunting "goddess" she once was.

She stroked her cheek with lingering fear, probably recalling the truth about how she had been seduced and fallen. The elf ranger also had an expression of anger and embarrassment on his face.

She took a deep breath and said:

"Actually, it was not an accident that the bugs suddenly attacked our camp that night, but someone deliberately arranged it because we took in people we shouldn't take in.

The female orc named Garona is the target of the insect attack!

We are just implicated.

The driving forces behind those bug-men are those hidden bitches from the Twilight's Hammer!

When I chased him out, I almost succeeded in trying to tame a weak elite mutant, but at the most critical moment, the cultists hiding in the dark attacked me.

When I was taken into the insect nest, I met their leader in the incubator, a rare two-headed ogre named Cho'gall!

His chest is covered with depraved eyes.

The silithid originally wanted to sacrifice me to their dark god, but Cho'gall stopped them and said that I could be used as a bait to lure my companions into the insect nest and catch them all in one fell swoop.

He is an extremely cunning and vicious guy, and he has a deep understanding of the power of corruption. No wonder Garona, a legendary assassin who is so good and so determined, has repeatedly failed to assassinate him. "

Emeril said in a hateful tone:

"It was his will to help that insect nest that corrupted me. He personally released the law of corruption on me, causing my will to crumble in a short period of time.

Fortunately

Fortunately, Mr. Black and you stopped it before it got worst, otherwise the secret passage established by the mentor might have been completely destroyed today under my leadership.

I.

I'm really not cut out to be a leader. "

Ms. Shadow Guard lowered her head and said sadly:

"Facts have proven this. I almost became a shame to Kaldorei. I almost destroyed the last dignity of the Hunter's Temple."

"Don't think so, Emeril."

After General Lilesa listened to Shadow Guard's self-narration, she patted Shadow Guard on the shoulder and said with a comforting tone from an elder:

"No one is destined to do great things from the beginning. Even a big bastard like my disciple Blake Shaw, I believe he was still a pure baby when he was born, but darkness shaped him.

Destiny will also shape you, Emeril. Lin Ge and I have been friends for many years. I know how proud she is and how high-minded she is. The fact that she can pass on her mantle to you has proven that you have a secret way to command. potential.

I believe you can do it. "

"Hey, just keep talking and don't involve me, okay?"

Blake put his hands on his hips and said dissatisfiedly:

"What does it mean that darkness has shaped me? What does it mean to be born a pure baby? It sounds like I am dirty now. Can I take a shower every day?"

I am cleaner than 99% of the people in this world!

And mentor, don’t talk about these bad chicken soups. According to my standards, Ms. Emeril is indeed not a qualified leader.

Whether it is from the diplomatic perspective of accumulating contacts and developing a circle, or from the internal affairs perspective of selecting talents and training warriors, or from the perspective of personal charm, she has many shortcomings.

Perhaps it was because Ms. Lin Ge died early and only taught her how to be a good hunter, but not how to be a good leader. "

Blake glanced at Miss Shadow Guard and shook his head. He crossed his arms and said:

"Teacher, did you really not understand what Emeril meant? Or are you pretending to be stupid? She wants to give you the position of leader of the Secret Path!

And I don’t think it’s a bad idea.

No matter in terms of family background, strength or thinking, personal charm and strength, you are the perfect candidate to become the master of the secret path hunting.

If I were you, in order to save the soul of my old friend and save the legacy she left behind from disappearing in time, I would definitely take over this important task. "

The smelly pirate snorted and said:

"And you are my chief retainer. When I need help, I also hope to see you leading the secret way to save my dog's life.

There is absolutely no reason to refuse. "

Blake probably wanted to retaliate against Windrunner's mother for saying bad things about him, so he deliberately made the "encrypted communication" between the two in front of him clear, putting the problem on the table, and making General Lyresa who wanted to decline suddenly become embarrassed.

She glared hard at her disciple who never suffered, and then looked at Emeril.

Probably because the experience of the past few days was too overwhelming, the failure at the burial place of her mentor also hit Emeril hard. Although she still tried her best to maintain her once proud posture, the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed. But Mother Windrunner.

He wandered between life and death, and almost suffered a more tragic end than falling into death.

The experience of brushing against the evil god was really terrifying, and the girl in front of her, who was still very young by elven standards, was really overwhelmed.

She may not be afraid of death.

However, due to her own reasons, the Hidden Path was almost destroyed, which was obviously an unacceptable outcome for this girl who valued the inheritance of the Hidden Path more than her own life.

The more responsible a person is, the harder it is to maintain his or her state of mind in the face of such things.

Windrunner's mother sighed. Emeril Shadowguard really needs some time to recover. If the shadow in his heart cannot be eliminated, this genius ranger may disappear from everyone.

Seeing Windrunner's mother hesitating, the stinky pirate immediately sent an assist:

"Moreover, mentor, look carefully at Emeril's eyes. The purple in her pupils represents a terrible hidden danger. Before C'Thun is eliminated, she is not suitable to lead the secret passage.

Even if the ancient god who pushed her to fall died, she would have to go through a long period of solitude or practice before she could completely get rid of the influence of the power of the void on her.

The secret passage cannot be leaderless, right?

Go and lead them, mentor.

Teach them as you taught me. "

"Okay, I can temporarily act as the hunting master of the Secret Passage."

Windrunner's mother nodded.

But before Emeril and Black could smile, General Lilesa said expressionlessly:

“But when it comes to the person who knows the most about void knowledge in the world and hasn’t gone crazy yet, I can’t think of any other choice besides you.

You said yourself that Emeril needs to learn to resist the temptation of the void, so while I am temporarily acting as the Hunting Master, Emeril Shadow Guard will accept your guidance as an apprentice, my disciple.

this

Just think of it as an exchange for increasing the pressure on me. What's your answer? "

The smiles on the faces of the stinky pirate and Miss Emeril froze at the same time.

Damn it!

Eat melon and eat it on your own head.

Sigh, I said, mentor, why don’t you follow the routine?

"She is at least two thousand years older than me!"

Blake complained:

"I really am."

"Are you sure you want to tell the elf about your age?"

Windrunner’s mother squinted her eyes and said:

"Have you done what you told me to do?"

"Well, I've been quite busy lately."

The pirate responded awkwardly:

"But I have already sent a letter to the Eastern Continent. With Nathanos's licking character, your second son-in-law will leave for Northrend in a few days."

"snort."

Windrunner's mother snorted coldly, put on a "take care of yourself" expression, patted Blake on the shoulder, turned and walked towards her tent.

She is undead and is not afraid of injuries.

But she had also been struck by C'Thun's depraved gaze before. She wanted to take a break and have a good "chat" with the increasingly untamed Demon Blade Apocalypse in her hand.

"well"

Watching his mentor disappear, the stinky pirate touched his chin depressedly. Looking back, he saw the embarrassed look on Emeril Shadow Guard's face. He sighed again, waved his hands and said:

"Look at how uncomfortable you are, tell me what you have to say.

There is no need to call me mentor. I just teach you some simple ways to deal with the void and give you some self-protection. This is not a formal master-disciple relationship.

When I accept a disciple, I have to report it to my dean in advance. After Valeera's incident, she became even more strict about her apprenticeship.

Your talent may do it, but your mind

I guess she might not like it. "

"Well?"

Emeril Shadowguard's eyes widened, and he was about to explain that his mind was very powerful, when he heard Black say faintly:

"After all, that is a lich that has lived for more than 10,000 years. He is an outstanding disciple of His Excellency 'Hermit' Maitri, and was once a distinguished guest of Queen Azshara."

The shadow guard immediately shut his mouth.

All right.

In front of such a big boss, even if Teacher Lin Ge is resurrected, he still has to be honest.

There is no shame in being looked down upon by others.

"Go and rest. Your mind is already overwhelmed. You desperately need to rest, poor little thing."

Blake pointed to a small tent on the edge of the camp and said to Emeril:

"That's where my ship's doctor lives. If you follow her these days, she will sort out the remaining void power in your body. If you see phantoms or hear phantom sounds, tell her immediately.

I will teach you some more after your first session of treatment is over. "

After saying that, the pirate drank wine and walked melancholy to his tent. As soon as he got in, he saw Khadgar sharpening a knife inside with an angry look on his face.

It’s really sharpening the knife!

A red magic sword was being sharpened, and Khadgar's old face was full of murderous intent. Seeing Black standing there, Khadgar raised his head and said:

"I heard everything you said. If you want to keep it a secret next time, remember to release the sound barrier in advance. Then, eat something and gather your troops. I will hire you to accompany me to rescue Garona!

Cho'gall must die!

Just today! "

"Hey, although we have some friendship, you can't treat me as a person who doesn't distinguish between public and private affairs!"

Blake put his hands on his hips and said:

"I'll help you if you ask me to help? I'm here to do business this time, and I still want it"

Khadgar pointed to the magic box next to him and pushed it away. The golden-orange light illuminated the pirate's eyes, interrupting his excuse.

The next moment, Black moved his throat, gave a thumbs up, and said to Khadgar:

"You're a good judge of people, man! From now on, your business is my business, and your wife is my business. Just understand.

Cho'gall, right?

Believe me, he will die today!

Thinking about it carefully, he and I actually have some unresolved "personal grudges". The weather is so nice today, so let's take advantage of today to kill that bitch who is jumping up and down. "

After saying that, Blake opened the tent curtain and shouted outside:

"Fenna! Little Star! And Heya, gather together, we are about to fight. Bring water and weapons, we will set off in ten minutes!"

The pirate's voice instantly caused chaos in the small camp.

But he didn't care. Instead, he turned around and returned to the tent, put away Khadgar's box of gold and silver treasures, rubbed his fingers, and said to Khadgar, who had a murderous look on his face:

"Okay, we still have ten minutes, let's talk about remuneration."

The smelly pirate looked at Khadgar and said in a long voice:

"We are friends, so I'll tell you the truth. It's hard for me to help you with such a small amount of money. What I mean is that Medivh left a lot of good things, but not all of them are in Karazhan.

As his only apprentice, my dear Khadgar, please give more for your wife.

If you don't tell secrets, who of us will follow whom? Let me tell you the truth. I have already arranged an spy in Twilight's Hammer. If your bid is high enough, I can use this important spy for your love. The hidden line.

Not only can it save Garona, but it can also help her fulfill her wish, make up for all her regrets and pain, and let her stay with you without any psychological pressure.

Men, always have a long-term plan.

You see, I've said it all, so don't hesitate.

If the baby is gone, you can find it again. Given the terrible conditions where you will be extinguished if you go on a blind date, if your only wife is gone, you will just cry. "