Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1162 258. What the hell did I do ten thousand years ago? -There is no reason to add updates【13】

The conversation with the Yulian Gang and Mrs. Guo Ya, who has great powers in Pandaria, went as smoothly as Black expected.

For the Yulian Gang, who has many information channels, they know that the opening of the Mist is only a matter of time. As the most ambitious group of evil gangsters on the peaceful continent of Pandaria, they naturally began to prepare for entering Ai early. Xerath prepares.

Initially they chose the servants of the Corruptor.

It's not because those cultists are so good, it's purely because Mrs. Guo Ya has no choice.

After the more advantageous and "sincere" Black Shaw appeared, the Yulian Gang naturally did not hesitate to abandon those evil cultists.

Mrs. Guo Ya's "family business" is just bad, and those cultists are hopelessly depraved. The two forces are not on the same path.

Since they were never friends, there can be no betrayal.

The enthusiastic Yulian Gang executives even invited Blake to have a sumptuous lunch with Zhou Zhuo, who had seen the world.

As expected of a local snake in Pandaria, Mrs. Guo Ya prepared thirty-two dishes for this distinguished guest!

This was because the stinky pirates arrived in a hurry and did not leave much preparation time for Mrs. Guo Ya. The steady and mature Mrs. Pandaren kept urging her to drink and apologize, saying it was not decent.

He also promised to prepare a one hundred and eight-course "Emperor's Feast" for Mr. Black next time.

All in all, both Blake and Zhou Zhuo were extremely satisfied with this meal.

After eating and drinking, Mrs. Guo Ya sent her cousin Mrs. Guo Su to personally lead the team and serve as Blake's guide to find the Yongchuntai Palace that was shrouded and protected by the fog in the valley of the Mist Wine Shop.

The palace of Emperor Shaohao has not changed its position in ten thousand years, but the fog in the mountains changes like a maze because it is close to the source.

If the Yulian Gang hadn't been rooted here for many years, they might not have been able to collect the patterns of changes in the fog.

While waiting for the fog to change, Mrs. Guo Su, who had offended Black before, also chatted with the stinky pirate to get closer.

Although she and Mrs. Guo Ya are cousins, they are so different in age that they are almost the same as mother and daughter.

And because her cousin is the patriarch of the family and is very dignified, Mrs. Guo Su has always been obedient in front of her cousin. Seeing that Blake can chat and laugh with her always sinister cousin, Mrs. Guo Su naturally does not dare to look down on the stinky pirates and considers herself a junior.

“Our family has been making war colossi for mogu emperors and warlords for as long as recorded history, and are true craftsmen.

It is said that my ancestors mastered the art of making sapphire colossi before the pandaren were freed from the mogu and were still slaves. "

At the foothills of the Misty Mountains on the Misty Veil Plank Road, Mrs. Guo Su was observing the changes in the fog while bragging about her family origins to Blake.

My cousin indicated that she could tell her "partners" all this, so the panda lady who likes to wear red clothes said it without any pressure.

Zhou Zhuo next to him was also very interested. He had already taken a pen and paper to record. He was using a new scroll with the title "Yulian Zhi" written on it. It was obviously a note dedicated to recording information about the mysterious Yulian Gang.

"When the first generation leader of the pandaren, the great 'Fist of the Dawn' Kang led the slaves to revolt, my ancestors also resolutely gave up their comfortable life and secretly took the mogu war colossus with them to join the battle. "

Mrs. Guo Su said proudly:

"Because of this feat, my family prospered during the last millennia of the Pandaren dynasty until Emperor Shaohao came to the throne and the Jinyu Waterspeaker prophet foretold the catastrophe.

His Majesty the Emperor swore to protect his people, and my ancestors also tried their best to help. Later, His Majesty Shaohao sacrificed himself to save this continent. The panda people no longer had an emperor and nobles, and my family was defeated.

But the family legacy has survived.

My cousin and I inherited the knowledge of making sapphire golems. Later, due to some changes, we had to live in hiding in the darkness.

The Shado-Pan and the Golden Lotus are all connected to our family, and anything that is inconvenient for them to do will be done by us.

Don't say that we, the Yulian Gang, are all bad people. Although what we do is indeed shady, the panda people mostly want to be protected by us when they are afraid of the activities in the wasteland and the Mantis Plateau.

We occasionally served as 'messengers' between the yaungol, mantid, and pandaren, and over time, the major forces in Pandaria acquiesced in our existence.

But although it sounds majestic, alas, life is actually not that easy. "

The female Pandaren shook her head. She looked at the fog floating in front of her eyes and whispered:

"Especially after my cousin's husband died due to a lizard attack many years ago, it was very difficult for my cousin to support the Yulian Gang alone. We were almost unable to survive, but outsiders outside the fog gave us a chance.

Only in chaos can dark things find opportunities to thrive.

Peaceful Pandaria does not have so many shadows for us to hide, but according to outsiders, the cunning world outside seems to be more suitable for us to survive. "

Zhou Zhuo also felt a little emotional that scholars are always so emotional.

But Blake scoffed.

The smelly pirate drank wine and said:

"Your cousin taught you these words, right? It doesn't have to be like this. You deliberately showing weakness will not make me relax my guard. We are all the same kind, so there is no need to perform such a show.

I know very well how much potential the Yulian Gang has. You are indeed very suitable to survive outside. You only need to survive the initial adaptation period. I believe that your smuggling business will definitely become more and more prosperous.

I actually also have the intention to set up a pirate black market in Azeroth.

That lucrative business has always been controlled by the goblins in the past. The 'Trade Prince' under my command also had to run a ship, so he couldn't find the energy to get involved in those things.

Perhaps the Yulian Gang can help me relieve my worries? "

"As expected of a world-famous pirate!"

Mrs. Guo Su immediately gave a thumbs up and said to Blake with a smile:

"My cousin's praise for you is indeed not groundless. You can see at a glance what our Yulian Gang is best at. We are the most familiar with the black market trade and will never let our partners down."

"You better not let me down, seriously."

The pirate snorted and said:

"There are many people who want to have a good relationship with me. Your existence is not irreplaceable to me, but I am different to you."

Mrs. Guo Su did not answer, she just looked forward. After a few minutes, she waved her paw and said:

"The fog has dispersed! There is only this quarter of an hour in a day to travel through. Do you see the stone lion in front of you? That is the royal corridor leading to Yongchun Terrace.

Our family has sworn to guard the mausoleum for Emperor Shaohao, and that is not a place for us ministers to set foot.

Lord Black, go ahead! Even if you can't enter Yongchun Terrace, it's okay. You can come out safely by waiting here until this time tomorrow. "

"You unlucky kid, you really can't speak!"

The stinky pirate angrily waved his hand and struck Mrs. Guo Su on the head, saying:

"What does it mean to be less than? This is not in my pirate dictionary. Little idiot, Kenken, and Zhou Zhuo, follow us!"

Blake rushed forward with a lunge, rushing through the rolling clouds and mist that opened a gap, with the little fishman Hozen and Zhou Zhuo following closely behind.

Out of trust in the pirates, they almost did not consider the possibility that the Yulian Gang deliberately pointed the wrong way.

But it turned out that the pirates were very reliable in their work. After running along the cracks in the fog for three minutes, the four people finally saw the huge vermilion palace gate carved from an entire mountain wall.

Its appearance is not in the Pandaren style, but in another more majestic and domineering style, like an architectural style prepared for giants. It is very gorgeous, with gold and red as the main decoration, and is full of a kind of glorious power.

"This is the architectural style of the Mogu people. They like this kind of imposing building. Look at the Quilin statue at the door! That is the royal Quilin, a magical beast that has become extinct in Pandaria.

As majestic as a lion, as ferocious as a tiger, as loyal as a hound, these quilin stone beasts are the mogu people's favorite pets. It is said that they were shaped by gods whose names have been forgotten in the rocks together with them. "

Zhou Zhuo looked at the palace in front of him and sighed:

"Look, this is Yongchun Terrace, which once belonged to the palace of the Mogu tyrant Thunder God. It was later regarded by the panda people as a symbol of freedom and victory. It was the favorite palace of emperors of all ages.

It is said that there is a magical fountain of youth here, which can wash away all filth and heal all wounds after soaking for a while, although it is not as good as the legendary fountain of youth.

But it is also a magical thing that Pandaria can breed.

I never thought that I would have the honor to set foot on the place where Emperor Shaohao rested, and that other wanderers would envy me. "

"Before you enjoy the envy of your peers, you have to prevent them from beating you to death for making peace with the bad guys and following the pirates to clean up the house."

Blake complained, took a step forward, put his hand on the huge ten-meter-high palace door of Yongchun Terrace, and pushed forward hard. With a low sound, the ancient palace that had been closed to the outside world for ten thousand years was revealed to him. The eyes slowly opened.

What came into view was the Royal Garden Palace with the entire huge golden valley as the main body. But before the pirates could take a good look, a group of heavily armed silver-gray Jinyu people rushed over with murderous intent.

These Jinyu people are still wearing royal armor from 10,000 years ago. Their majestic faces are full of mission-like advice. They are led by three particularly tall Jinyu people elders.

They glared at the "invaders."

"This is not the place you should be! Get out! You rude ones!"

The Jinyu elder shouted:

"Emperor Shaohao's final holy place cannot be disturbed!"

The pirate blinked his eyes. The three legendary Jinyu and a group of palace guards who were not easy to deal with were already difficult enough. There was also golden light shining above the Yongchun Terrace Palace, and there was a line above the sky that was bigger than the Yulong Tianzun. The golden auspicious dragon, which was not much smaller, was roaring down.

That's the candle dragon.

It is said that he is the mount and flying dragon companion of Emperor Shaohao. He has guarded the emperor's tomb here for ten thousand years. With such a long lifespan, you can tell that he must be a demigod.

Ordinary Xianglong does not have such strong vitality.

It is also here to repel intruders.

"I even respect the messengers of the gods and guardians."

Blake calmly escaped from the seal given by Yulong Tianzun, raised the sapphire seal high, and instantly calmed down the murderous Shaohao Imperial Guards in front of him.

He shouted loudly:

"The Supreme God has exchanged prophecies of destiny with the great prophet outside the mist. Emperor Shaohao's heavy mission will end today, and his ten thousand years of protection will usher in freedom!

The enemy from thousands of years ago has returned, and Pandaria should be lifted from the blockade today and re-enter the world!

I'm not here to disturb the emperor!

I came to see him off.

Step aside!

Loyal guardians, no one knows better than you the pain and fatigue that His Majesty Shaohao has endured for ten thousand years. His great dedication should come to an end, and he deserves to rest and be relieved.

This is his right, you can't be so selfish. "

The guards were extremely silent after these words, and Zhou Zhuo behind the pirate was stunned. The traveler thought of a possibility, and his whole body trembled with excitement.

Blake glanced back at him and said:

"Be honored, my friend, you will be the last Pandaren to see Emperor Shaohao in person. Get your bearings together, we are going to meet the Emperor.

Don't embarrass me, okay? "

Zhou Zhuo was so excited that he immediately took out his best clothes from his bag and put them on on the spot. The little fish man also lent his suit of clothes to the hozen Kenken.

Black didn't need to tidy up, he had already put on a chic Kul Tiran-style half-hunting outfit.

Under the escort and gaze of the surrounding Jinyu Imperial Guards and the candle dragons flying in the sky, the group stepped into Yongchun Taichung and climbed all the way up the luxurious stone steps in the center.

Soon, they arrived at the deepest platform of the palace.

It was a huge, clear blue spring, with a beautiful Pandaren water spirit playing in it, letting out a clear and lovely laugh like a girl.

In front of Blake and Zhou Zhuo, an old Pandaren man wearing a simple black and white robe and a crown was holding a strange fog staff in front of the spring.

His body has weathered over thousands of years, and his existence here is just the reflection of his soul.

The last emperor of the pandaren merged his power with the entire land of Pandaria before the War of the Ancients, creating a barrier of mist that shrouded the continent, allowing Pandaria to successfully avoid the disaster of falling apart.

He single-handedly protected all living creatures on this land.

This emperor has never enjoyed a day of glory and wealth. He has been working for his hometown from the day he ascended the throne. Such integrity and great dedication alone are worthy of Blake's salute with full respect.

He is an emperor.

Azshara is also an emperor.

The Troll Dynasty at that time also had a Golden King, but what the other two emperors did in the War of the Ancients was really not worthy of Shaohao licking his shoes.

"You came earlier than I expected."

Shaohao's last phantom left in the world looked at Blake with a smile and said:

"At least thirty years too early"

"This is normal, Your Majesty."

Blake replied softly:

"If I, as a prophet, intervene and make you suffer for another thirty years, then I really might as well wipe my neck and commit suicide. I have changed the fate of many people, and not all of those changes have made me happy. Feel happy.

But today this really made me feel better.

You see, I have bought you thirty more years. Maybe you can use these thirty years to wander around your hometown and see the changes in the world to make up for the ten thousand years of loneliness.

I'm just a human being.

This is all I can do for you. "

"But you owe me, Black Shaw, Black Seer."

Emperor Shaohao suddenly lowered his voice and said rudely:

"I haven't settled the score with you for that shitty thing ten thousand years ago, but it doesn't matter. Let's meet again ten thousand years ago. Remember the black prophet! You still owe me an answer."

"!!!"

Blake's eyes widened for a moment, and a bolt of lightning flashed through his soul. But before he could ask any more questions, the figure of Emperor Shaohao in front of him disappeared amid laughter.

Amidst the clouds of mist, only a deep and long chant of vicissitudes of life is left:

"Why do wars burn and why do autumn leaves fall?"

"Nature cannot be taken away?"

"Haha, we still have doubts in our hearts."