Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Ah, I will never do such a stupid thing as wiping my neck again!"

In the picturesque green bamboo forest, Blake, wearing underwear, wrapped a bandage around his neck and cursed unhappily:

"Whoever commits suicide again is a dog! Look at this rotten place, it almost knocked me to death."

"Quack"

Beside the pirate, the little fishman, who was bruised and swollen from the fall, was also grabbing a bandage and wrapping it around his arm with grinning teeth.

The unlucky pair of master and servant were thrown high into the sky by the random teleportation of the cloth of destiny, and then fell into the high bamboo forest in free fall.

If Blake hadn't been as light as a swallow, that fall alone would have been enough to kill him.

The fight with Azshara made the stinky pirate enter a rare and extremely weak state, and now the character card in front of him clearly had more than a dozen negative statuses hanging on it.

From [Broken Bones] and [Bleeding] to [Concussion] and [Staggering], the health bar of the character card has been maintained at one-tenth of the critical injury, and the health value is restored as fast as a turtle crawling.

This was obviously an "internal injury."

The feeling of extreme weakness after leaving the animalistic rage, as if being drained dry, makes it difficult for the current pirate to even stand up.

The result of his struggling to get up was that he vomited next to him with a sound of vomiting. Although he didn't produce anything like a rainbow, it still made the little fishman next to him cover his nose and jump away in disdain.

"No, no, I feel dizzy when I stand up. I need to rest again."

The pirate staggered and sat back on the ground, leaning on the bamboo and breathing heavily. He took out a bottle of Winter Spring Fire Wine from his luggage with difficulty, threw it to the little fishman, and said:

"Go and look around, get your bearings, and see where we are. I think we should have landed on a hilltop in the Emerald Forest. It's best not to appear near Qinglong Temple.

Those Qinglong monks are very fierce. I can't deal with them in my current state. "

Blake raised his hand with difficulty, used the power of the Ocean Earl to get a piece of ice, wrapped it in tattered clothes, and placed it on his forehead.

Under his command, the little fishman stretched out his broken arm, drank a sip of Winter Spring Fire Wine, and expanded his size. He picked up his salted fish hammer and walked towards the cliff outside the bamboo forest, shaking his head.

Blake, who stayed where he was, looked pale, looking at the blue sky above his head, and said in a bad tone:

"I said I was coming to Pandaria before, and now I'm here out of nowhere. This cloth of destiny also says it's a random teleportation? Bah, you really think I'm a fool.

I am now beginning to suspect that there was something wrong with the scroll of destiny we picked up from the Ancestral Turtle. Perhaps, it was also a gift I left for myself ten thousand years ago?

Maybe the so-called Loa forgotten by fate is myself in the future? "

"Stop complaining, little master. It's already good that you escaped from Azshara's hands. Your current state is not suitable for thinking about these complicated issues. Look at the bloodshot eyes in your eyes.

You'd better have a good rest.

Now you are as weak as an ant, and any powerful character can kill you. "

Xalatath's voice rang in Black, and she whispered:

"But the mist barrier here is really troublesome. It isolates internal and external transmissions. Even your pets can't be summoned. We have to find a way to contact the outside world.

This land looks picturesque, but it gives me a strange feeling."

Void Essence said in a low tone:

"There is a very strange power buried here. It reminds me of Y'Shaarj, the most powerful demon among us. In the legend of the void creatures, Y'Shaarj was not completely dead when he was dragged out of the earth by Aman'Thul. .

Its dark power may be hidden in this foggy place.

Right at our feet. "

"No doubt, it's here."

The pirate put an ice pack on his forehead and wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief. He said:

"The heart of darkness in Y'Shaarj is still beating. I once thought about capturing it, but now this start is obviously not what I want. Not only is there the power of the void, but also...

Um?

Did you hear it? "

"The stupid little fish man is in trouble."

Xal'atath said.

Black grinned, he pulled out Salamani with difficulty, threw it in the air, and made a gesture.

The black and white swords that had been messed up by Azshara's magic flew out with a roar. Fortunately, they were there, which prevented the weak pirates from actually encountering a fatal situation.

On the cliff outside the bamboo forest, the little fishman with his arms hunched was croaking and waving the salted fish hammer in his hand, hitting a strange giant monkey that was trying to sneak attack it.

This monkey is very big.

He also wears clothes made of grass leaves and rattan armor, can use weapons and can talk. Benbolba has never seen such a monkey in other worlds.

This must be a cunning native species.

Just now, this guy was hiding in the bamboo forest and shot an arrow at the little fish man standing on the cliff looking around. The wary fish man dodged it, and then the two sides got into a fight.

"Hairless stupid fish!"

The big horse monkey jumped up and down and stabbed with the war spear, while shouting:

"I'm going to take you back for meat! Roast and eat you!"

"Quack!"

Not to be outdone, the little fish man howled twice.

It's a pity that this stupid big monkey can't understand its taunt, but it doesn't matter. The little fish man, who is already a high-level hunter, dodges the monkey's attack quickly, jumps over and slams the big monkey's face with the salted fish hammer swinging left and right. plate.

He beat it three times until it started to growl and scream.

Seeing how brave the fish-man was, the monkey dropped his spear in fear, swung his tail and scampered back into the forest, barking wildly as he ran.

Taking advantage of the victory, the little fish man chased into the forest with his salted fish hammer, intending to knock this annoying monkey down.

But within a few seconds, Benbolba ran out again with a frightened look on his big feet.

Behind it followed a large group of howling monkeys, as if they had stabbed a monkey nest.

Those guys were swinging around in the bamboo forest, attacking Benbolba with stones, rough spears, and even their own excrement, chasing him everywhere.

Obviously, the bamboo forest where the pirates and fishmen fell was not a "Borderless Land".

It was these two outsiders who broke into the big horse monkey's territory.

But these monkeys in Pandaria are really ferocious, much more powerful than their compatriots in other parts of Azeroth. Just look at their organized hunting and you will know that these guys must have formed their own unique civilization.

"Whizzing"

Just when the weak little fish man was chased by the noisy and annoying monkeys and had nowhere to go, two black and white sword lights flew out of the forest.

The Salameni sisters vented their anger at being defeated by Azshara on these stupid monkeys. They screamed in the air and drew deadly trajectories, piercing the bodies of several monkeys in two or three strokes.

After forcing the monkey group back with blood splattering everywhere, the little fishman suddenly became proud again when he saw the help coming.

It hung the salted fish hammer on its waist, took out the crossbow from its bag and set it up, shooting at the panicked monkeys, and soon drove them back into the bamboo forest.

"Snapped"

The little fish man raised his foot and kicked the strange big white face of a monkey pretending to be dead at his feet.

The latter jumped up with a grin on his face, and was pressed against his neck by the black and white swords. The monkey was frightened and forced by the little fishman to walk towards the place where Blake rested.

This guy can talk. Although he looks stupid and grumpy, he can communicate. Maybe the stinky pirate can learn more local news from this monkey.

"Hey, hozen?"

When the little fish man and the Salamani sisters escorted the big monkey to Blake, the smelly pirate who was leaning against the tree and sipping a drink immediately widened his eyes.

He looked at the big monkey, which was covered in fur and wearing grass-leaf and vine armor. It scratched its ears and head and was beaten until its nose was bruised and its face was swollen. He said in a strange tone:

"There are hozens here. It seems to be the Emerald Forest without a doubt, but I don't know where exactly it is. Hey, monkey, come here, let me ask you a few things."

Blake shouted something in Hozen language, and the monkey who was rubbing his big face suddenly raised his head and looked at the injured idiot with golden hair in front of him in surprise.

It hesitated for a moment and chirped:

"Why do you idiot say what we say? Those Yuan Guanggun people don't know how to say what we say."

"It calls you a fool, little master."

Xal'atath poked fire in Blake's ear:

"This monkey is very brave. It seems he needs to be taught a lesson."

"You just don't understand."

Blake curled his lips, put the ice pack on his forehead again, and explained:

"Hozens call everyone but themselves a fool, and at most they add weird adjectives based on your characteristics, such as 'hairless fool' and 'big-assed female fool'.

This is a bad tradition of these savage and violent guys. These monkeys have never been a life that people like. Probably because their demigods disappeared ten thousand years ago, these guys are very uneducated.

But it’s not their fault. "

The stinky pirate stared at the hozen in front of him, which was full of fear and curiosity. He said to Xal'atath:

"The life of a hozen is extremely short. Most of them generally live less than 20 years, which makes their tribe lack inheritance. However, these savage and clumsy bastards are very united, which is one of their few advantages.

They live happily and are truly carefree optimists.

Whether they are playing or quarreling, they have to live together until all the hozens of the same generation die. To be honest, I don't hate them.

They have the intelligence to be driven by me.

And their well-known bad temper makes them go out in groups at every turn, wreaking havoc, fighting, or ravaging enemies outside their territory.

They like conflict and excitement. They can only fight with the wind and are very aggressive. They are perfect materials for being pirates.

Let me ask you, Hozen, where is this place? "

Blake asked the monkey squatting in front of him. The hozen scratched his head and scratched his head and thought about it. He waved his arms and said in an exaggerated tone:

"This forest has no name. We haven't had time to give it a name. We just moved here not long ago. We stole food and were kicked out of Guru Golden Monkey Mountain by the king.

Those nasty fat guys won't take us in either.

In front of them is their village, with big, big houses and lots and lots of wine. "

"Oh, so the front is Potong Village?"

Blake blinked and said the name of the largest pandaren village in the southern part of the Emerald Forest, making the stupid hozen nod for a while. It quacked and said:

"That's right, that's the name. You golden-haired idiot is different from those bad guys. Are you from outside? From outside the mist?

The king often tells us stories. He said that not long ago he encountered idiots from outside. They were all idiots with no hair or tails like you! "

"Did anyone from outside come to the Jade Forest not long ago?"

Blake immediately narrowed his eyes,

He probably guessed who the stupid hozen was talking about.

It seems that the second fleet of Kul Tiras that disappeared on the Endless Sea has really been sent to Pandaria. Thinking along this line of thinking, the pirate immediately had a plan. He said to the hozen:

"Has anything happened in the Jade Forest recently? Have the monks from Qinglong Temple and Tianchan Temple been dispatched?"

"Yes, those bad guys are crazy!"

When this lively incident was mentioned, the hozen with a bruised nose and swollen face immediately became interested. It jumped up and down and said with a gossipy face:

"Those who can beat people, Gungun, are patrolling all the mountains and forests. They are looking for those hairless idiots. The elders in Monkey Mountain drank too much monkey wine and cursed that those outside idiots will bring us disaster.

But no one could understand the elder’s drunken words.

Many idiots from outside were captured and taken back to Azure Dragon Temple, but some others escaped and went to Kun-Lai Summit. Those hairless idiots are awesome, they have big, big boats!

Loaded with the terrifying Rumble!

The king wants to buy those things with them. The food in Monkey Mountain has been transported away. We are so hungry that we steal things. It’s all because of those idiots from outside!

They need to be tied up and fed to the buffalo people and the Mushan beasts! "

"Okay, okay, stop talking, I probably know what's going on here."

Blake waved his hand to stop the hozen in front of him from talking incoherently. He thought for a moment, took out a piece of dried meat from his bag and threw it to the hozen, saying:

"I have a lot of food here, and you are very hungry, so you come and be my subordinates. You go back and discuss it with your compatriots. If you are willing, I can take you to rob those bad villages.

Don't you like this very much?

I can help you build a big hozen tribe here, but you must obey my orders! Those who disobey will be hung up and beaten!

If you don't obey, you will be thrown to the tiger.

I know there are many tigers in the mountains of Emerald Forest. "

The stinky pirate put an ice pack on his forehead and threatened the hozen chewing dried meat in front of him:

"As you can see, I have a very powerful sword. I can lead you to do great things and have a great time. By the way, do you still remember your great god, the Monkey King?"

"Remember to remember!"

The hozen bit the meat, scratched its ears, swung its tail and shouted:

“The Monkey King is the most powerful!

When he was still there, no one in Pandaria dared to bully us hozens, but now that he is gone, he disappeared, and we began to be bullied by bad guys, buffalo people and land elves. "

"I can lead you to him."

Blake grinned and said:

"As long as you are obedient and do your job well, I can help you find your god, and let you run rampant in Pandaria from now on, robbing whoever you want! Beat whoever you want!

is it good? "

"Okay, okay, this is great! You golden-haired idiot is a great guy!"

The stupid hozen howled and jumped around Blake. It took a lot of dried meat from the pirates and ran back to the woods to find its scattered companions.

Watching it leave, Xal'atath said to Black in confusion:

"Why do you value this group of hozens so much? They are all a group of half-orcs who have not evolved fully. Even if they have their own demigods, they are not worthy of your win over, right?"

"No, no, my dear Xal'atath, the hozens are much more powerful than you think."

Blake turned to look at the sky on the other side of the bamboo forest.

He looked at the looming buildings on the picturesque mountains in the distance, and said:

"If you and I want to find the dark heart of Y'Shaarj, we must get the help of these monkeys, who are always happy and know no sorrow.

They are the only creatures in the world that are not disturbed by dark emotions, and that is where their value lies.

Therefore, it is sometimes beneficial to have an empty mind full of water.

Well, from this point of view, my idiot sister Fenna should also be highly resistant to Y'Shaarj's power, right? Alas, I just left them and I started to miss them.

Xal'atath, tell me, am I too emotional and too fragile?

Only when I was alone thousands of miles away did I realize that I was also a pirate baby who longed for care and warmth. "

"Please stop talking, I'm sick."