Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1128 224. Oh, you stinky pirate, Goldrinn calls you to return the favor - additional updates with monthly tickets [2020]

In the treehouse at the top of the Astrana residential area, in the dappled sunlight shining through the intertwined leaves, the white-haired Staghelm sends the guests out of the temporary house he carefully selected.

Black, who was wearing an elf-style sunhat, took a few steps, turned back to the gentle old elf behind him and said:

"Wait patiently. I will take the initiative to contact you when the time comes. It shouldn't be too late. You can use this time to deal with family matters in up to a month.

I know that you are a person who values ​​your family more than anything else.

Before embarking on an adventurous trip with unknown results, at least let your family prepare for the possibility that you may never return. I know that it is unlucky to say such words to a grandfather with a lovely granddaughter.

But there is no way, this is what we are going to do. "

The stinky pirate glanced down.

At a height of nearly two hundred yards, he could also see Istaria Staghelm, the "eldest sister" who was leading a group of elf children around to act as the Sentinel Legion of the Satyr War.

He said softly:

"I have no danger in mentioning this to you. I know you don't care about it. People who have goals are the happiest. They don't have to think about anything else.

But bad guys like me always like to overthink things.

Suppose we fail miserably.

If you and I both died in that place far away from home, you should at least guarantee that when your granddaughter grows up, she won't blame you for leaving without saying goodbye. "

"Is the legendary great pirate so sentimental?"

Old Staghelm leaned on the bramble staff and chuckled. The former leader of the Cenarion Order whispered in the same tone:

"This is so different from the rumored you that I even wonder if the Black Shaw who appears in front of me is a fake."

"Do you want me to prove my identity to you? Or do you want me to prove my evil?"

Blake sneered and said:

"I also guessed that a crazy old father would imprison me during today's meeting and use all terrible methods to force me to find the answer to entering the Shadow Realm.

I knew very well how destructive and determined the mad Staghelm was, so I prepared in advance.

I gave these kids some candy.

I mean, eating too much sugar is not a good thing. "

Staghelm's expression changed color.

He jumped off the tree trunk with a whoosh, turned into a storm crow and flew to the ground in the breeze. He accurately landed next to his granddaughter and held the Gnomeregan gummy bag in her hand.

The archdruid put the candies under his nostrils and sniffed them, but did not smell any toxins or energy pollution from them.

At this moment he realized that he had been deceived.

He raised his head and looked at the tree trunk. Black was no longer there. As the Stinky Pirate said, he broke through Staghelm's defense with just one sentence, proving his cunning and evil.

The most damning thing is that what he told was not a lie, but the truth that was used to deceive and lure.

After all, he was the one who exposed his weakness first.

"Cunning bastard!"

Staghelm cursed under his breath.

"Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Istaria raised her head and looked at her grandfather. She said curiously and warily:

"Is there something wrong with the candies that kind uncle gave us?"

"No, there's nothing wrong with Candy. It's that uncle who has a big problem."

Old Staghelm patted his granddaughter on the head.

He glanced at the colorful candies in his hand and said softly:

"Stay away from strangers like that in the future. Also, eating too much sugar is not good for your teeth. I can only eat two more today."

On the other side, in the largest elf city in Ashenvale, Blake kept running along the eaves of the elegant wooden buildings of the elves like parkour, leaving the residential area at an extremely fast speed.

The black-feathered falcon spread its wings and hung above Blake's shoulders, maintaining a relatively stable flying attitude with him.

In the soul link, Miss Black Crow reported:

"You'd better not go to the coast of Azshara by land. I just exchanged information with the local druids. They told me that the Ashenvale forest is not peaceful recently.

Especially in the past week, strange things have happened in the forest. "

"Um?"

Blake asked in surprise:

"The local defense general Lion Wolfwalker has returned. There are also hermits like Old Staghelm in the city. The Astrana city defense also has ancient trees of war and a full army of elven bird-winged ballistae.

The headquarters of the Silver Sentinels is on the other side of the forest. I can't think of anything naturally occurring that could threaten the security of this city.

Could it be that the devil is coming?

No, even if they come from Felwood, which is close to Ashenvale, they still have to pass through the tree-dwelling defense line in the forest defended by dryads and jungle guardians.

Those demigod descendants are not easy to mess with in their forest home. "

"Of course not a demon."

Hisari Black Crow explains:

"The wolves in the forest are very restless, over there in the Howling Wolf Valley to be precise. A sentry patrolling there discovered traces that were suspected to be left by a large number of werewolves hunting.

This discovery caused the sentries stationed in most areas of the Ashen Valley to increase their combat readiness levels, and the Howling Wolf Valley was also included in the area that was temporarily closed to traffic.

My people are organizing sentries and hunters to search the area. "

Speaking of this, Black Crow hesitated for a moment, and she guessed softly:

"But judging by the time, I very much suspect that your human king Genn Greymane and his general Darius successfully found and took away the Scythe of the Moon in Ashenvale, which triggered the abnormal activities of the werewolves. .

This news has been announced to Moonglade before.

The Archdruids gathered in Evernight Harbor not only to protect the King of the Forest, but also to check whether the ancient werewolves sealed in the Emerald Dream were safe. "

"I see."

The figure of the stinky pirate jumped up lightly on the purple eaves of the last row of houses. It flickered in the air and grabbed Hesali Black Crow's claws to use his strength, and flipped several times nimbly.

Finally, he landed firmly on the sentinel tree house at the outermost edge of Astrana.

He squatted there, like an assassin about to take a leap of faith, looking at the looming peaks in the forest to the northeast of the city.

That's the direction of Howling Wolf Valley. Just by hearing the name, you know it's a dangerous place.

It is said that that valley was the place where the druids who transformed into wolves sniped at the Satyr army during the Satyr War nine thousand years ago. It was also the last place where the wolf druids stayed in the material world.

Because it was once contaminated by the blood of demons, that valley is slightly barren compared to other areas of Ashenvale. Except for experienced hunters, few people go there.

That place is a "restricted area" in Ashvale itself.

After thinking for a few seconds, Blake quickly made a decision. He raised his arm and said to the fallen Miss Black Crow:

"Calculating the time it takes to rendezvous with the fleet, it should be enough for me to 'waste' another day on other things, so before leaving Ashenvale, let's help General Wolfwalker solve the local defense problem.

After all, they are all our own people who are on the secret path.

If by chance, I'm going to 'visit' old Jean again, I suddenly remember that before we left Hades last time, I still had a few 'evil little secrets' about the Luna Scythe that I didn't tell him.

Maybe he can give me a surprise during this meeting? "

"You really feel uncomfortable all day long if you don't cause trouble, right?"

Miss Black Crow complained, and she warned:

"According to the records of our Cenarion Order, the Scythe of the Moon can enhance the power of werewolves in all aspects. If Jean really finds the Scythe of the Moon and masters its power, his strength will instantly jump to a new level. level.

With his hatred for you, once you meet he will definitely fight to the death.

Why do you need to cause trouble for yourself? "

"I know very well the power of the Scythe of the Moon, and I also know very well what will happen to old Jean after he gets it."

Blake moved his shoulders, took out the Moon Night Armor and put it aside. While tying the cloak on himself, he said to Hisari Black Crow:

"You don't really think that a natural sacred object like the Luna Scythe will be inexplicably 'lost' by your seniors, do you?"

The pirate let out a deep laugh, shook his head and said:

"If I were Jean, when I saw the Luna Scythe, I would touch it cautiously instead of holding it happily in my hand.

The previous user of that scythe is still alive. But I think if Gene really gained strength from this, he must be eager to see me and beat me up.

See, he expected something from me.

How could I let him go home disappointed?

Go ahead.

Go to Howling Wolf Valley to investigate. It would be best if you can find them directly. Remember to keep in touch at all times and don't get too close to the group of werewolves.

They were cursed by something more dangerous than Goldrinn's wild will.

They are more dangerous than the average werewolf. "

"Ouch"

Miss Black Crow let out a raptor's buzz, spread her wings and flew high into the sky. Blake changed into the Moon God Armor and prepared to go outside the city to join his bodyguard Tur Raging Claw.

But just as he jumped off the eaves of the sentinel hut, his spiritual world suddenly shook.

"Ouch!!!"

The distant howl of a wolf suddenly sounded in the mind of the stinky pirate. Blake, who was sneaking, felt a supernatural force "kick" him.

While shattering the shadow curtain on the pirate, a strange text was written on the translucent character card in front of him:

Goldrinn is calling you.

"Huh? Why is that proud wolf god looking for me when he has nothing to do?"

Blake turned his body and landed on the ground outside the city in a slightly embarrassed state. He looked around, and after making sure that no one noticed his embarrassing landing, he took out the Wolf's Edge.

On the barrel of this hunting relic, the wild emblem belonging to Goldrinn shines.

The smelly pirate held the rune, and the next moment he felt that the things around him were blurred, as if the feeling of falling into a dream pulled his will to a strange place.

A silver-gray giant wolf was lying in front of him in a prone position, with its tail still wagging, making it look powerful but also a little leisurely.

"So, aloof Goldrinn, for what purpose have you summoned me?"

Blake leaned slightly in front of the silver-gray giant wolf in front of him.

Because he was able to understand the heart of the beast with the help of Goldrinn during the Wilderness Trial, the pirates were still very friendly to Goldrinn.

He owed a favor to the wolf god in front of him.

That must be repaid.

Facing Black's polite inquiry, Goldrinn, who was lying there with his eyes squinted to rest, opened a slit in his left eye and glanced at Black with a contemptuous look.

Like a big dog, it opened its mouth wide, yawned, and whimpered a few words.

That's the wolf's cry.

But Blake could understand.

"You owe me a favor, Black Shaw."

Goldrin said in a low tone:

"I didn't care about this at first, but I happened to have something bothering me, and you happened to be in Ashenvale, so please help me deal with it during your future travels.

Just think of it as you repaying my favor. "

"Of course, I'd love to."

The smelly pirate did not refuse. He spread his hands and said in a relaxed tone:

"Favor debts are the most troublesome. Even the most despicable villain will feel uneasy because he owes a favor. It is also an honor for me to help such a powerful demigod like you.

In fact, you may not know it, but you are my second favorite wilderness demigod!

Well, if Ursok and I weren't already close buddies, you would be number one. After all, who doesn’t like a handsome big wolf that’s both majestic and capable of fighting? "

"Hey, your likes or dislikes are meaningless to me. Those things will only make me feel bored."

The aloof Goldrinn did not accept this trick.

The giant silver wolf closed its eyes and did not waste time chatting with Blake. It said in a bored whimpering voice:

"My cursed relic, the Scythe of the Moon as you call it, the weapon I hate so much has been discovered in a new era. This is an outright tragedy.

I'd rather it never happened! "

Goldrinn rested his big head on his crossed paws and said to Black in a nonchalant tone:

"Those stupid druids tried to combine my wildness with the healing and purification of that bitch of Elune, and they failed of course.

They paid the price for their recklessness.

I thought this bad thing would end nine thousand years ago when Malfurion sealed the Scythe of the Moon, but I didn't expect that it would be dug up by an ignorant fool again.

That weapon has my power in it after all.

Recently, I have been disturbed by its echoes and cannot sleep.

It's really annoying. "

When the Wolf God said this, he bared his teeth with anger.

It said to Blake:

"You! You are a barely decent guy. Your performance in Hell satisfied me. Your animality makes you far superior to your weak compatriots.

You go help me destroy the damn Scythe of Luna, let my power return, and return Elune's power to her.

I don't want to have anything to do with that goddess who talks all day long.

This is not difficult for you, right? "

"Well, it's difficult. It's really not that difficult."

Black looked at Goldrinn with strange eyes and whispered:

"But I don't want to do it. After all, this is a conflict between you and Ms. Elune. Don't involve me, a wage earner who is currently serving the Moon God, okay?

How about I recommend a suitable person to you?

It's not my fault.

I just happened to be able to connect with a few very powerful warriors who could eat Genn Greymane like a sandwich bread with a goodnight drink! "

"no!"

Goldring refused.

The giant silver wolf opened its eyes and stared at Black. It bared its teeth and said:

"You have to do it. Others don't owe me any favors, and I'm too lazy to examine those boring bugs. Anyway, the matter is left to you, so just do it."

"I really am."

Black still didn't plan to take this job. Precisely because he knew some secrets between the White Wolf God Goldrinn and the Moon Goddess Elune, he didn't plan to get involved in the affairs between these two bosses.

But Goldrinn suddenly blinked, and a cunning flash appeared in the wolf's eyes, and he said:

"I have something for you."

"Then you should have told me earlier. You are really discerning. My dear Goldrinn, you can tell at a glance that I am a heroic figure who does what I say.

Thanks to your respect, I took this job. "

The stinky pirate snapped his fingers, patted his chest and said:

"The Scythe of the Moon, right? Leave it to me. I'll make sure it's done properly for you. I promise, that thing won't bother you in the future."