Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake re-signed an elemental contract with the Djinn.

It is not about the level of strength, but the power of contract is used to draw the relationship between the two parties into a more intimate cooperation system.

But it's not that easy for them to release Prince Sunderland from the Imprisoned Skull and return him to the throne of the Prince of Wind Elemental.

This powerful prince of the elements has been imprisoned for millions of years, his weakness etched into his core.

The first step is to regain its power.

"I will collect enough wind essence on the Sky Wall as soon as possible. This bottle of resurrection is prepared for this."

The Djinn looked at the bottle of resurrection in his hand, and then at the body of the cultist lying in a pool of blood at his feet.

It said in a disdainful tone:

"These greedy mortals are also trying to control the power of the elements, but they have learned the lesson they deserve for not overestimating their own abilities. Some powers are simply beyond their reach."

"How are you going to collect it?"

Blake asked:

"Are you going to hunt down the servants who are loyal to the Lord of the Four Winds in order to absorb their elemental essence?"

"Well, that's what I thought."

The djinn did not conceal its ruthless intentions. It said:

"The Wind Rider has no longer cared about the governance of his own domain since he was sealed in the Wall of the Sky. The power of the sky kingdom has been given to its four wind lords.

But those four guys only wanted to fight for power and were noisy with each other, leaving the sky wall in chaos.

In the Battle of the Lord, His Highness Sunderland's defeat was directly related to their inaction and conspiracy. I must weaken them, starting with cutting off their servants. "

"It doesn't have to be like this, friend. As I said just now, His Highness Sunderland needs the respect and love of his subjects, not fear. As a loyal minister of His Highness, you must maintain a positive image.

After all, after His Highness Sunderland is crowned as the God of Wind, you will also have to come forward to rule the kingdom of the sky for him. "

Blake waved his hands and said:

"This kind of fratricide will destroy your majesty. I have a better idea. Just now, a group of vicious pirates are sailing here.

Their goal is to unblock the Sky Wall, just as I unblocked the Throat of the Abyss.

They plan to follow my methods to win the favor of the Elemental Lord, and they have a sacred artifact from the Skywall that will allow them to complete their wild ideas.

You know, people who have strong goals and won't give up until they achieve their goals are the easiest to take advantage of.

You just need to give them a little kindness, and they can become a knife in your hand. You may not be good at this, but I can help you.

My dear friend, it's simple. "

The pirate told his thoughts to the Djinn, who nodded, feeling that Black's plan did make sense and was much easier than going into battle himself.

After settling the matter of the Essence of Wind, there was still a second question waiting for them.

"His Royal Highness Sunderland's elemental body has been destroyed by the Lord of Fire. The essence of wind can reshape its body, but its will must be temporarily awakened by other carriers."

The djinn swayed his body and said:

"In the Wall of the Sky, each wind lord has his own elemental artifact, which is the condensation of their powerful power and the means by which they control the authority of the wind.

His Royal Highness the Wind Chaser's Elemental War Sword has long been lost in the Chaos of Heaven and Earth. We need to forge a new sacred object for it.

I'll find the materials, you find the craftsmen. "

"This is simple."

Blake snapped his fingers and said:

"I have a friend who is good at making these things. I can also find my magical little mother and ask her to have some connections to use the Sunwell in Quel'Thalas as a smelting place for elemental sacred objects.

As long as the materials are available, it can be completed within ten days.

But I have a request! "

The pirate pushed Fenner, the idiot whistling next to him, to the djinn and said:

"My sister is a warrior. She hopes to receive the gift from His Highness the Wind Chaser and share the power of the Wind Chaser. While forging the Elemental Sacred Blade for His Highness, I will also forge a Sacred Blade for my sister.

His Highness will give her the power of his wind.

This is my promise to her. I think that as I help His Highness the Wind Chaser conquer the Sky Wall, I should also receive a reasonable reward as a loyal servant. "

"Your Highness is certainly willing. He is a wise and generous ruler."

The djinn looked Fenna up and down with a scrutinizing gaze, and said:

"But I doubt your sister can withstand the power given by His Highness. The power of the Wind Chaser at its peak is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary demigods. It is the strongest wind element under the Wind Controller and is our God of War. !”

"Who are you looking down on?"

Fenner put her hands on her hips and said:

"I'm very powerful, okay? I'm... Oops!"

Before he finished speaking, the stupid warrior covered his forehead and screamed.

The curse of sin was in effect upon her, for the sin of pride.

"Be humble, idiot."

Blake hit Fenner on the head and said:

"Haven't you learned yet?"

"I was wrong, it's all your fault!"

The miserable Fenna covered her face and wailed, hiding in her brother's arms and rubbing her head while crying.

This excessive intimacy made the djinn a little surprised, but the elemental demigod ignored it and said:

"Then let's split up and complete this matter as soon as possible. His Highness the Wind Chaser has been absent from the changes in this world for too long, and it cannot miss the next era."

"Don't worry!"

Black blocked to:

"You don't plan to resurrect the Wind Chaser immediately, do you? Once the sky wall is opened, it will take time for the Wind Chaser to destroy and occupy the material world.

It also takes time to arouse the hatred of the material world due to its uncertainty, and the accumulation and counterattack of those hatreds also need to be brewed.

Now that we have a plan, let's act on it, my friend.

A story about killing a father and becoming a king is hard to be more shocking than a prince returning to his motherland with hope in a turbulent era.

The subjects of the Sky Wall need to feel despair and chaos before they can give absolute support and expectation to the return of the Wind Chaser.

do you understand me?

It needs to complete its ‘Return of the King’ according to the script we wrote for it! This may not be in line with the tradition of your elemental creatures, but believe me, there is absolutely no harm in His Highness Sunderland. "

The djinn was convinced.

In terms of intrigue, a hundred of them wouldn't even be enough to carry a pirate's shoes. After finishing talking about the business, Blake thought of another thing. He said to the Djinn:

"Are you still involved in the affairs of Draenor? I heard that the Shadowmoon orcs over there are regaining the way of the elements. Although the elemental spirits of Draenor have not yet been awakened, Ner'zhul has recently His actions became more and more abnormal.

Did he make any agreement with you? "

"Well, my trader in the other world is very generous! He is as good as you."

Mentioning this matter, the djinn immediately became happy.

It seemed to be very satisfied with the deal between it and Ner'zhul. It took out a dark energy fragment, showed it to Blake and said:

"Look, this is the trade item he gave me, a fragment of a dark naaru, full of power, and an excellent dark evil thing. My trader from another world is ready.

He exchanged the cores of four elemental lords from me to strengthen the power of the weak elements in his world, so that my weak compatriots can have the ability to heal and stabilize the world.

But this life is difficult.

Especially when the elements of their little world have converged into an angry spirit of vengeance without being appeased, the old orc is planning to release the sealed angry elements.

Because of the contract, I can't tell you what he thinks.

All I can say is that it was a very creative plan that even surprised an element like me. He was indeed the most powerful shaman in that world.

He understands the relationship between the shaman and the elements too well.

Unfortunately, the sudden arrival of the devil interrupts his plans, and he may be in need of a little help. "

"Well, yes, it sounds like he really needs a hero who happens to be passing by but doesn't want to be named."

Blake rubbed his chin and said.

He didn't say much more to the djinn.

Both guys have strong execution ability. After agreeing on the time, the djinn went to work.

Blake also left the cave with Fenna who kept asking.

Soon, under the double wash of ice breath and shadow flame dragon breath falling from the sky, the entire filthy Crystal Valley was covered by this purifying power.

It may take a long time for it to return to a clean state, but what happened here today is destined not to be known to too many people.

As for Twilight's Hammer

They may continue to exist, but without Cho'gall, these cultists are in disarray. It will no longer be as easy as before to reunite and cause trouble.

Half an hour later, in the ruins of Uldaman in the deserted land of the far eastern continent, Muradin Bronzebeard, who was presiding over the excavation work here, was about to take the time to catch a fish.

But as soon as the dwarf prince took out his wine bottle, he heard a noise behind him.

He looked back warily.

A strange Lesognathosaurus with a red turban and an illusory body is jumping out of a pile of garbage.

The guy looked Muradin Bronzebeard up and down with his nimble eyes, and finally confirmed that his beard was exactly what Black had described.

So, Old Garni's spiritual clone took out a letter from his worn-out backpack, threw it to the dwarf who was fishing, and then let out a stinky fart in this small space full of malice.

With a happy and vicious laugh, he disappeared into the mist of the garbage dump.

Muradin shouted and cursed as he rushed out of the place where the stench rose to the sky.

The dwarf angrily opened the letter in his hand, unfolded it and found a very strange weapon design drawing, with specific requirements and parameters below the drawing.

On the back of the letter was the message Blake left for him.

"Asshole! What do you think I am?"

Muradin drank heavily and looked at the weapon design in his hand with bright eyes. He cursed and said:

"I'm a very powerful warrior. Forging is just my hobby. I'm still busy right now. How can I have time to go to the elves to forge two more elemental blades?

What an asshole, he didn't even agree on his compensation in advance.

Haha, do you really think I will give you free work? "

"Muradin! Where are you? Come here, we found a secret room that we didn't find before. There are some interesting things in it. Come here!"

A thick voice sounded from under the dim excavation site, calling Muradin for help.

The dwarf prince drank all the wine in his hand, burped, and shouted behind him:

"I have something urgent and I need to go to Quel'Thalas. You guys should be busy first. I'll be back in a week at most. Don't rush to open those secret rooms before I come back.

I heard there's something dangerous in this ruins.

Did you hear that? "

——

Aboard the Naqfar, in Khadgar's cabin.

The black-robed ship doctor Natalie was treating the unconscious Garona. The female orc assassin's injuries were so serious that it took Natalie a long time to stop her loss of life force.

Behind Natalie, Khadgar looked at his beloved female orc with a worried look.

The concern and warmth in his eyes could not be faked, which made Natalie, who was packing the medicine box, shake her head. In the current relationship between orcs and humans, Khadgar's love was destined not to be blessed by others.

But she didn't say much, just gave a few instructions, and then left here with the medicine box.

Khadgar sat on the edge of the bed, stroking Garona's cheek, which had regained some color. He recalled in his mind his encounter with this female orc. The first time the two met, he was almost impaled by Garona. heart.

Orcs at that time were very violent.

She was under Gul'dan's control and was not an easy person to deal with.

The two lived together in Medivh's mage tower, faced the threats posed by the moody astral mages together, were sometimes beaten together, and endured the evil experiments when the Dark Titan dominated Medivh's body.

The peculiar feelings were cultivated at that time.

They are people from two different worlds, but they are brought together by fate.

The female orc on the bed coughed hard. She probably wanted to drink water. Khadgar immediately got up to find a water glass for her, and went outside the cabin to get some hot water. But when the mage came back, there was another The guy sat in his original seat.

"What are you here for?"

Khadgar said in a dissatisfied tone:

"She needs to rest."

"Tsk, tsk, you haven't confirmed the relationship yet, but you are talking like a boyfriend. You are really a man with a strong desire for dominance. Don't you allow other men to get close to your wild girlfriend?"

The stinky pirate raised his head and teased in a weird tone, which made Khadgar lose his temper at all.

But then, Black took out a delicate small bottle from his hand, which contained some strange pink liquid. The smelly pirate winked and said to Khadgar:

"We are friends, right? Look, I'm here to sell you this good thing. It's called love potion. Just by the name, you'll know what it's used for.

For the sake of our good friendship, I decided to sell it to you cheaply.

Ten thousand gold coins, and it's yours. "

"I don't want such evil things!"

Khadgar sternly refused:

“I am an upright person, I disdain to use such things, and I don’t want to destroy the past between me and Garona and our relationship.

Don't pollute me with your evil thoughts, you evil pirate! "

"Okay, if you don't want it, then you don't want it. Why are you still scolding me?"

Black stood up unhappily and put the love potion on the bedside. He walked out of the cabin with a pipe in his mouth and turned back to Khadgar and said:

"But you don't want it anymore. It has been opened, so you can't return it! Don't you want to know who I gave the half bottle of potion to?

Hehehe, are you the only one who still wants to fight me?

If you can still walk tomorrow morning, just be obedient and bring the money!

Did you hear that? "

With a bang, the hatch closed.

Khadgar felt something was wrong, but before he could turn around, a pair of strong green arms hugged his waist from behind.

Then there was warm breath coming from behind the ears.

"Garona, lie down, you are still a wounded person."

The mage gritted his teeth and said something.

As for the wild female orc's response, she bit the mage's ear and muttered:

"Khadgar, you never know how much I miss you."

"boom"

The reason he was so proud of completely collapsed in front of this sentence.

People.

After all, you can't fight yourself.