Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Fenghua Oasis is small in area, but full of vitality.

It is in sharp contrast to the surrounding Wharton Desert, which is barren of any grass. For so many years, no matter how the desert stirs up wind and sand, it has never been able to swallow up this oasis.

And the oasis never grows bigger, let alone shrinks.

It stays that big.

It was so big thousands of years ago, but its area has not changed even an inch after thousands of years. This is of course not normal. It seems that some kind of force is protecting this oasis.

The reason why there is so much life in the Wharton Desert is inseparable from the existence of the Windflower Oasis.

It's not like there are no people trying to take over this oasis, but those who dare to have bad intentions towards the oasis will die inexplicably, and it seems like there is a curse entrenched here.

The one who could settle in such a weird place must be an equally weird troll.

In this golden tooth "hotel" hidden in the cave, the pirate, his friends, and his new henchman were watching the crazy old troll "perform" in front of them.

He really welcomes guests.

After busying around in the messy cave, I took some weird materials and took them out in my hands. I also took out three quite clean skull cups from the bucket next to them.

A cup made from a troll's skull.

If you don't take into account the weird atmosphere, if you look closely, this thing really looks like an exquisite handicraft.

He took out a dark cauldron and placed it on the bonfire in the cave. He poured some water into it and sprinkled some strange dried powder into it.

Like making soup.

But this posture is more like pharmacists making magic potion.

The weirdest thing is that while doing this work, the old troll has been chatting with three people who can't be seen in the cave.

"Glenjia, stop playing the drums! I appreciate your music very much, but you keep playing the drums and I can't chat with the guests. Warnie! Come and help, okay?"

Stop being angry and stop lying, Warnie.

I know you like the hat I gave you. "

The old troll Larnka curled his lips, and while stirring the water in the pot that had changed a suspicious color with a stick, he turned around and shouted:

"Admit it. I won't take it away until you admit it. Hehe, you know how stubborn I am."

He was talking to himself like a complete lunatic. He turned his head while speaking, and with a sincere apology, said to the three people standing in front of him:

"Sorry, guests, you came so suddenly. I didn't even have time to clean up the place, you see it's a mess.

Alas, business has been very difficult recently.

Ever since the lost little fox man stayed in my hotel for one night and ran away the next day as if he had seen a ghost, I haven't welcomed a new guest for several months.

Maybe Manzur scared the poor vixen.

Among our Golden Tooth Gang, Manzoor is the smartest, but he is also the worst, always likes to scare people. Well, look at this ‘Scorpion King Gift Pack’, it’s almost ready.

Just need to add some more sand scorpion blood.

Yes, that's it, purple, a beautiful color, right? "

While the old troll was talking to himself, he took out a small water bag from his pocket and dropped a few drops of purple viscous blood into the boiling water in front of him.

The thing fell into the water and splashed out a few white smoke, causing Garona behind Blake to take a step back immediately.

The legendary assassin reminded in a whisper:

"Venomous, no doubt about it. Also, who on earth is he talking to?"

Blake shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he stretched out his finger and pointed into the shadow inside the cave. Garona followed his gaze and found something strange in the shadow.

Three clean troll skulls were placed on the stone platform deep in the cave like decorations. One of the skulls did have a "hat" on it.

A broken bucket was placed on the skull, looking like a weird hat.

The legendary assassin's eyes suddenly became weird.

She suspiciously switched her gaze between the old troll mumbling something and the three skulls. After a few seconds, she said:

"Those three skulls are obviously not magic items. I can't feel any magic fluctuations on them. They are just three ordinary skulls. This troll looks crazy.

He is of no use to you.

Let's go now. I feel uncomfortable staying here. "

"Be patient, ma'am."

The pirate waved his hand. He looked at the "Scorpion King Gift Package" that the old troll was cooking in front of him.

"He's here, right? Let's see what he can come up with in the end."

"Well, it's almost done, it's almost done, friends."

Larnka stirred the suspicious liquid in the pot. After the sand scorpion's poison dripped in, the thing began to emit purple smoke. He used a bone spoon to fish out a drop of it, put it in his mouth and sipped it.

First he frowned and whispered:

"Oh, this tastes wrong. Did I forget to put it in? By the way, it's this! Honey, the sweetest honey in the entire Wharton Desert, can effectively neutralize this bitter taste."

He muttered something, and took out a piece of sweet and smoky honey from the pocket on his side.

Under the strange gazes of the other three people, the old troll took out the bee corpses mixed in the honey block, and then threw the whole block of honey aside.

He held the handful of bees covered with nectar in his hand, like squeezing a fruit, and squeezed hard, and a few drops of black liquid mixed with bee sting venom dripped into the pot.

The purple liquid that was already boiling was like a frying pan, making a low explosion.

Weird liquids splashed everywhere, and they fell to the ground, corroding the stone floor around the cave into hissing white smoke.

Its effect is almost the same as that of concentrated sulfuric acid.

The three of them quickly dodged, but the old troll laughed loudly, as if he heard his invisible companion telling a joke. He covered his mouth and responded in a low voice:

"Hey, Manzur, don't be so mean. They don't know much and have never seen me mixing potions. This is a normal reaction."

After a few minutes, less than one-tenth of the water in the pot was boiled. The liquid inside was extremely viscous and exuded an unpleasant stench.

"Okay, the Scorpion King gift package is ready."

Larnka opened his arms and cheered to the three people with different looks. He took out three troll skull cups from his hand, took three cups from the liquid in the pot, and placed them in front of him.

Say to the three guests in front of you:

"Try the signature drink of our Golden Teeth Hotel. As long as you buy our Scorpion King gift pack, you can drink this delicious scorpion blood drink freely from now on, free of charge.

come on.

Give it a try and don’t be afraid. "

"What's wrong with these crazy trolls?"

Garona behind Blake said in a deep voice:

"You don't really want to drink something that can kill someone at the first sight, do you? Are you crazy? Everything he puts in here is extremely poisonous. This thing can probably poison a dead person again.

I won't drink it. "

"You don't understand, madam, this is a characteristic of the voodoo magic that trolls are good at. The more powerful the troll priest is, the crazier he looks.

Probably because they have been exposed to voodoo for too long, they generally have brain problems. "

Blake also had a headache.

He patiently explained to Garona:

"But if you are unwilling to drink any of the weird stuff a troll priest hands you, then you are destined to have no way to have a troll priest as a friend.

I can guarantee that the guy in front of me is already considered normal.

If I have the opportunity to go to Stranglethorn Valley in the future, I will introduce you to another even crazier troll. The thing he created is the kind that can really bring dead people to life with poison. "

He said this, saying he was trying to persuade Garona, but it was more like self-persuasion.

Under the gaze of the legendary assassin, Blake took a step forward, held the hot skull cup, and took another look at the bubbling purple-black viscous liquid in the cup.

He swallowed, looked at the old troll Rahnka with a silly smile in front of him, and then looked back at the evasive bitch Zalak.

He said in a commanding tone:

"Come here and drink this."

"ah?"

The noble Akunda did not expect that this was his own business.

Even though he had sold himself to join him, he would be ordered by the captain to test the poison, which made him feel numb for a while.

He took a step forward with a trembling body, and was about to reach for the skull cup, when the old troll Rahnka suddenly waved his hand and hit Zarak's hand.

He shouted:

"Old Larnka recognized you! You are the sneaky guy from the Akunda Temple. He came to me to help you prepare medicine before. You are a bad guy who wants to harm others!

I won’t drink this ‘Scorpion King Gift Pack’ for you!

go!

Go aside. "

Zarak was scolded by Rahnka, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he took a few steps back like a rabbit as if he had escaped disaster, which aroused Black's dissatisfaction.

But then, he grinned and put the suspicious thing to his mouth.

Before drinking, he asked:

"After drinking this, you will become a member of the Gold Teeth Gang, right? Larnka. I really like your gang. It is very troll-style. To be honest, I came here just because I want to join it. Woolen cloth."

"Really? This is the first time someone has asked to join our Golden Teeth Gang. It's really strange! But the Golden Teeth Gang is democratic, and I can't make decisions alone.

I have to discuss it with my brothers and sisters. "

The old troll crossed his arms and showed a proud expression. It seemed that even outsiders had heard of the name "Golden Tooth Gang", which made him feel very satisfied.

He turned his head and whispered to the air, nodding and shaking his head from time to time. After a few minutes, Larnka turned back, coughed slightly, and said to Black:

"My brothers told me that you are a dangerous person, but they think that our Golden Teeth Gang really needs to improve our level of force.

So, we decided to accept you.

The premise is that you have to help us find Zulsan who likes to run around!

He has been out for three or four days.

There is so much chaos in this desert, we are really worried. "

"no problem."

Blake smiled and said:

"I'll go look for you after I finish drinking this. Also, do you mind if I take a closer look at your outfit?"

"I don't mind, just take a look."

Larnka waved six fingers and stood up straight again, letting Blake see his "fashionable dress" with a very "desert style", and the pirate took advantage of the situation and passed by for detection.

The information he received made him narrow his eyes:

The chief pharmacist and hotel owner of the "Golden Teeth Gang". Bwonsamdi's betrayer. Rahnka

Mortal body (weakness). Confusion. Shared life. Divine excommunication.

Level 60 Apothecary/Level 4 Shadow Hunter

"This guy"

Blake's heart was filled with excitement. The identity of the troll in front of him was unusual. He was actually a believer of old Bwonsamdi, and he had also become Bwonsamdi's shadow hunter.

That is a legendary class unique to trolls.

Although he is called a hunter, he actually has a status similar to that of a high-level priest, but now he has been excommunicated from his divine power, and only the pharmacist's rank is still in effect.

No wonder he was able to create this eerie Golden Tooth Hotel.

No wonder he was able to form this weird Gold Teeth Gang.

"A shadow hunter who betrayed Bwonsamdi will definitely be able to bring me a lot of black information about Bwonsamdi. This trip is right."

The next moment, the pirate, who was confident, raised his head and drank the liquid in the skull cup in his hand.

Well.

a bit sweet.

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