Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Staghelm returns to the physical world.

Before his eyes, the glow of Elune's Tears dimmed little by little.

This is the unique power of this Pillar of Creation, which can communicate between the worlds of the living and the dead.

This power is meaningless to most lives, but in the hands of those who know the secret, it can achieve many strange uses.

"my son."

Old Staghelm looked at his empty hands blankly.

He felt as if he had been in a dream, but the unique aura of Arden Fairyland still seemed to remain on his body.

After several minutes, the old druid took a deep breath, and he half-knelt in front of the Tears of Elune sincerely. He sincerely thanked the Moon God for his kindness.

Although his tired heart was still empty, the fragmented soul had been healed by the brief warmth.

Confused, he already knew that one day he would see his son again in the future, and he would have a home again outside the world of the living.

The prophecy that this would happen in the future was enough for Staghelm to make many decisions.

He walked out of the Moon Temple calmly, reached out to take his little granddaughter from his daughter-in-law, held her in his arms, and kissed her hard on the face.

Old Deer Helmet looked at his daughter-in-law, he showed a warm smile and said:

"Come, Leyana. We have accepted the dark kindness, and it is time to go to Silithus to fulfill our duty."

"Father?"

Leyana's face was full of surprise. She looked at her father. Staghelm smiled at her, nodded to her, and said:

"He is there, he has not forgotten us, he is waiting for us as we miss him. It is a wonderful heaven and our loved ones have a place in it."

Leyana's tears burst out instantly, and she cried with joy.

Just as a father loves his son deeply, she also loves her husband deeply, and now the thousand years of waiting have finally paid off. But compared to Old Staghelm who had already made his choice, Lyana was still a little worried.

She looked at her father and said:

"If. If the darkness requires us to join in the evil"

"Then fall."

Old Deer Helm held his granddaughter in his arms and looked at the green forest under the moonlight outside the Moon Temple. His tone was gentle and he said indifferently:

"Is this seemingly bright world good to us?"

——

"boom"

The door of Pope Fao's room was pushed open.

In this quiet desert night, Grand Duke Mograine walked into the room.

He saw His Majesty the Pope praying. The latter did not change his living habits after becoming a Lightcaster, and daily prayer was a must.

The Grand Duke did not interrupt His Majesty's prayers.

He stood quietly behind the Pope, also reciting sacred scriptures silently.

The golden shimmer emitted from the Pope's body enveloped him, quickly calming down the Grand Duke's slightly anxious heart, allowing him to think more comprehensively.

Half an hour later, the Pope stopped reciting scriptures. He stood up and ended today's chanting with a standard papal symbol. He looked back at Mograine and said:

"You are supposed to be carving the monument of sin, Alessandro. Is there anything important that comes at this time?"

"Yes, and it's important."

The Grand Duke took a deep breath and asked:

"Has Your Majesty read the battle plan sent by Black Shaw?"

"Well, I've seen it. It's a very risky plan, which is in line with his usual style, but he took the initiative to take on the most dangerous tasks, which is enough to block any doubts."

The old man Faao said in a serious tone:

"Do you have any objection to this plan?"

"There are no opinions. But there are many worries."

The Grand Duke did not hide his sorrow. He said to Fao:

"Especially regarding the post-war distribution of Qiraji, please forgive me for thinking so utilitarian, Your Majesty, but in addition to being a Paladin, I am also a noble of the human kingdom.

I have to look at this plan from the perspective of racial interests.

Her Majesty Tyrande took on the responsibility of taming the Queen of the Swarm to ensure the separation of the Silithids and the Bugmen. This is a great choice, and she deserves our admiration.

The hunters of the Secret Passage will also be responsible for capturing and capturing the secondary swarm lords to break up the Qiraji organization.

This is a great idea, but we have to consider the consequences.

Under the crown, the worms fought a quicksand war with the Kaldorei a thousand years ago. Even with the participation of the dragons, they still caused terrible damage to the Kaldorei.

This is enough to prove the destructive power of the swarm as a weapon of war.

We are separated from the elves by the endless sea, and the swarms of insects controlled by the elves pose no threat to us, but I have learned that the green-skinned orcs seem to be making the same plan! "

"Um?"

Faao's eyes suddenly became cautious.

He looked at Mograine and asked:

"Where did you get the news?"

"Just now, when I was discussing tactical arrangements with Her Excellency Lilesa Windrunner, I accidentally learned this information from her Elf Ranger adjutant, Her Excellency Lane Wolfwalker."

The Grand Duke whispered in a serious tone:

“According to what the Elf Ranger said, after the Saurfang brothers received the battle plan, they secretly found Rexxar Remar, who was also an orc.

They entrusted and persuaded Rexxar to follow Tyrande's crown prince's battle plan, requiring him to capture at least one swarm lord in the battle.

obviously.

The orcs also long for their own insect swarm.

The orcs are now entrenched in Blackstone Mountain, which is very close to the Kingdom of Stormwind. Once the greenskins have evil intentions, with the reproduction speed and destructive power of the insect swarm, they can create a terrifying catastrophe within a few days. massacre.

I asked Ms. Windrunner for confirmation.

She told me that Rexxar was a very good hunter, especially good at leading a herd into battle. If it weren't for Tyrande's crown jewel, Black would probably have entrusted the greenskin with the task of taming the Queen of the Swarm. "

The Grand Duke shook his head and said in a slightly cold tone:

"While the orcs promise to fight alongside us when the daemons come, I have no faith in the credibility of the greenskins. This threat of war is real and we must deal with it.

We cannot let the Kingdom of Stormwind and Varian, who are isolated in the southern border of the continent, face this threat alone! "

"Lexxa Rema, I've heard of that name."

Fa'ao thought seriously for a moment and said:

"It is said that he was the one who saved Lothar and Varian from Kargath Bladefist during the Battle of Dalaran. He was not a warlike orc.

There is a great difference between him and his compatriots.

He may not be a threat. "

"No! Your Majesty."

Mograine shook his head and said:

"We cannot place our hopes on the integrity of an orc. Seven years of war should make us wary of these greenskins. As you can see, I am not a warmonger.

But being fully prepared before a possible crisis is a wise virtue.

After all, we are responsible for our own people.

We will not take the initiative to provoke a war, but we must be prepared for it. This is a painful lesson brought by the orc war, and we will not be fooled by the greenskins again. "

Mograine's words made Fao nodded.

The old pope walked back and forth in the room several times, and he said with some embarrassment:

"I can mobilize Lord Leopold, the legendary hunter who serves the church, to come to Silithus to compete with the orc hunters. But as far as I know, Lord Leopold is not good at taming animals.

We humans are not rich in excellent hunters. In this regard, it is difficult for us to find a wilderness warrior who can rival Lexa Rema.

Perhaps we should ask the Farstrider rangers of Quel'Thalas for help? "

"No, Your Majesty, we have an excellent hunter. He is better than most elves. He studied under Windrunner and is outstanding, but he is too low-key.

Although Nathanos Marris, the Ranger General of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, is young, according to Ms. Lylessa, he has enough potential to rival Rexxar Remar.

He will be our best hunting warrior. "

The Grand Duke said in a deep voice:

"What's more, according to Black's description, there are not many hive lords in the Qiraji Empire who can carry the will of the swarm. If they are regarded as a special strategic resource, then rashly introducing competitors will not be beneficial to the interests of mankind. benefit.

The elves may not come either.

As far as I know, they are recently integrating their navy and seem to be planning to flex their muscles in the frozen sea. "

Mograine's suggestion made Fao frown.

He has never been very fond of such political considerations, but the sad thing is that even if he is the pope and the leader of human civilization and faith, he cannot change all this.

Mograine was right to be concerned.

If the Grand Duke tells the other Grand Knights his thoughts, there is a high probability that he will gain their support.

Hatred and stance are often unreasonable.

After a minute, Fao nodded and said no more.

He acquiesced to Mograine's arrangement. The Grand Duke obtained the Pope's permission and immediately went to find the old lich Merry to implement his plan.

And all of this was visible to Black, who was hidden in Cenarion Fortress.

In the smelly pirate's room, he happily shared the vision with the Black Feather Falcon and watched Mograine walk out of the Pope's room. The happy face was full of a feeling that everything was under control. A hateful smile.

“I just know that these guys can do what you tell them to do, but if you introduce a little bit of competition, they’re going to do their best to do a 100-point job and make it 120-point perfect.

Haha, want a reward?

Just work hard for me! "

In the dark room, Blake leaned on his chair, holding a dwarf pipe in his mouth with great satisfaction, and looked at the dilapidated and dim beams above his head.

He thought:

"Subjective initiative is a really good thing, so go ahead and grab it! Treat it as a gift from God and snatch those bugs back to your own territory.

They make you stronger, and they make me stronger.

You may make a small profit, but how can I lose? "

A few seconds later, the door to the pirate room was pushed open, and Windrunner's mother walked into the room with an indifferent expression. She looked at Blake, who had his feet on the table, and said:

"I'm busy, why did you ask me to come?"

"Teacher, your battle pet now only has Minnie, right?"

Blake asked:

"Are you interested in catching another powerful beast?"

"I am a dark ranger, not good at taming animals."

Lilesa decisively refused:

"What's more, it's quite troublesome to tame a creature like the silithid. Even hunters like Tyrande and Rexxar can't guarantee success in one go, so I don't have to try."

"What if I arrange help for you?"

Blake blinked and said:

"With the full assistance of a senior archdruid, are you confident that you can tame at least one swarm lord?"

"I don't think Malfurion Stormrage will help me."

Windrunner's mother curled her lips and said with a hint of teasing:

"The Stormrage family is rich in love affairs, and he is deeply in love with Tyrande. How could he abandon his wife?"

"It's not Malfurion, it's another guy."

Blake shook his head mysteriously and said:

"Counting the time, he should be rushing to Silithus now. He will do his best to cooperate with you, but there is one requirement. His existence must be kept secret and cannot be known to anyone.

Your taming process must also be kept secret.

Don't tell others that you tamed the Swarm Princess until the critical moment.

No one can know but me. "

"Wait! What did you just say?"

Windrunner’s mother’s eyes widened and she said:

"Princess of the Swarm? Haholan? Isn't that what Ms. Tyrande is trying to achieve?"

"Who said there is only one princess of the swarm? As far as I know, the Qiraji generation is very lucky. They have two princesses. In addition to Hahoran, there is also Princess Yalki.

It is inferior to its 'sister' in every aspect.

But it has a noble status and also has the bloodline suppression of other insect swarm lords.

Ms. Tyrande can get the best, but we can also get the same excellence, and perhaps at some point in the future, it will create a surprise for the world.

Who says that only hunters can control war beasts?

In some extreme cases, hunters may be kidnapped by war beasts. "

The pirate snapped his fingers.

In the darkness, his eyes bloomed with lavender light, and he said softly:

“It was me who proposed this extremely creative plan, who wanted to distribute the power of the swarm to my companions, and who took the initiative to take on the most difficult work.

That being the case, why can't I take the most tempting gift?

I can't do it myself, many people are staring at me, but you can, mentor, under the shadow of the big scene I create, you can move freely and get me the rewards I deserve.

Tutor, you don’t have to worry too much.

I won't drive you to drive the swarm to destroy the world. That would do me no good. I just... How should I put it?

Get yourself an insurance policy.

You also know that as a pirate, you will always encounter a lot of inexplicable malice. This is my professional risk. I don’t know when I will fall into the situation of betrayal and alienation. What if I fall into despair in the future?

I have to prepare some escape route for myself.

My dear mentor.

As my chief retainer, you will definitely help me, right? In addition, I just got some not-so-good news about your second daughter.

Our Lady Sylvanas is really very naughty. "

Blake rubbed his forehead and said to Windrunner's mother:

"I have warned her, but she still insists on working for the Sun King of Quel'Thalas, traveling around Northrend, collecting intelligence for her country about the various strongholds of my North Sea Fleet in Northrend. .

My people found her, but it's hard to track her, and I can't get away from her now.

I really don't want to hurt her.

It's not because of how powerful she is, but I don't want to ruin the good relationship between you and me, so after this incident is over, I can trouble you to go to the Northland.

Would you like to persuade her for me? "

"Where's Nathanos?"

Windrunner’s mother raised her eyebrows and asked:

"Didn't you leave this matter to him?"

"well."

When Blake heard this, he was upset and complained:

"My brother is a lover. Tell me, what can I expect from a lover? I would rather trade one lover for twenty dogs. They will definitely be more useful than him.

But what can I do?

After all, he is your chosen son-in-law.

He has true love in hand and is confident. Maybe I should teach him a lesson? what do you think? "