Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Archdruid Ms. Hissari Black Crow rejected the third Draenei male who came to invite her to dance. Counting the four humans who came to "try their luck" before, this was the third time she refused. Seven people.

This seems to be enough to prove the coldness of this Arch Druid lady.

He is indeed a teleporting elf.

But in fact, Miss Black Crow, who was sitting at the table drinking alone, was not a cold-blooded person, nor was she prejudiced against men other than elves.

She was simply too lazy to pay attention to these ordinary and confident guys.

In addition, Miss Black Crow is not in a good mood right now, and she is not in the mood to compromise with these stinky men.

This female elf with beautiful long flaming hair held her chin with her left hand and held a glass of wine in her right hand. She was already half drunk, and her eyes were a little wandering.

She is thinking about a very serious question.

Do you want to go find Black Shaw tonight and talk about the bad things between the two of you?

In the past, Miss Black Crow would definitely not be so proactive. The Kaldorei elves are the most conservative group of all elves, and Black Crow is essentially a more conservative elf.

As a genius druid, she had already learned to control her emotions when she tamed her beastly nature. After being in a place like the Cenarion Order for a long time, suppressing emotions has become a habit for them.

But there are always times when people can’t hold back.

For example, in the Peaks of Arak, the long conversation between Sisali and Ms. Shadowsong made her feel deeply uncomfortable. She felt that she should secretly tell Black about Ms. Shadowsong's thoughts.

If a woman feels that she is in danger in the future, then Black, as a partner, should better protect her.

This is the responsibility of men.

As for the trouble between himself and Blake, we can definitely go back a little bit.

Anyway, she is an elf, so she can live for a long time, and the stinky pirate who does evil things, but the moon god chooses it, he can probably live a long life beyond that of humans.

For the Kaldorei elves, feelings need to pass the test of time before they can tell whether it is true love or temporary passion.

What they worship is a pure and simple love relationship.

For example, the famous scandalous figure in Kaldorei, Ms. Tyrande, and her druid "pet", well, that is, Lord Malfurion, the leader of all druids.

The relationship between this couple is in line with the Kaldorei elves' interpretation of "love". It is estimated that the two people have been shy no more than ten times in ten thousand years.

But so what?

The relationship between Ms. Tyrande and Lord Malfurion is still so good that all elves are moved by it.

That's true soulmate.

However, Ms. Maiev also asked Thessaly not to pass on the information about their conversation to Black, which made the archdruid a little embarrassed. She didn't want to see Ms. Shadowsong die at some point in the future, but she couldn't. Against the will of the Warden of the Watch.

Having said that, Ms. Maiev is still very scary when she is angry.

In this entanglement, Black Crow drank too much as expected.

By the time she felt some dangerous thoughts starting to appear in her mind, she had already drank three barrels of Winterspring fire wine by herself, which was completely beyond the amount of alcohol a normal elf should have.

Um. Drunk.

Miss Black Crow stood up unsteadily, preparing to find a place to rest, but she staggered and almost fell, but a Draenei Hoof Girl who was passing by on the sidelines stretched out her hand to support her.

"Thanks."

Hisari thanked the other party politely, but she saw a panicked expression on the latter's face, as if something big had happened.

"What's wrong?"

She asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Something terrible happened in the inner sanctum."

The Draenei Hooves guard shook his tail in fear and said to the Archdruid:

"Someone killed the guardians among them, wounded your great druid, Mr. Staghelm, and took away the dangerous Frostmourne! I was about to report the news."

"Um?"

The drunken black crow's eyes suddenly widened.

An astonishing idea suddenly popped into her dizzy mind, and all the causes and consequences were connected at this moment like lightning.

She almost immediately pushed away the Draenei beside her, walked a few steps crookedly, and amidst everyone's exclamations, she turned into a fire eagle and flew into the sky with flying flames, galloping towards the Dark Portal. .

She didn't even have to guess, she knew who had done such a terrible thing.

Watching the drunk Archdruid fly away, the female guard who came to report the news grinned.

She looked around, and as her body shape changed, she transformed into a pale old elf, who looked exactly like the miserable old Staghelm.

She also very playfully drew blood from the corners of her mouth, smeared blood on her face, created a magic mirror and looked around. After everything was perfectly dressed, she staggered into the drinking hall.

"Oops, Black Shaw stole Frostmourne! Hurry! He wants to bring the magic sword back to Azeroth. Hurry! Stop him!"

Miserable screams echoed in the hall.

Within a few minutes, the entire dark temple, which was in a happy atmosphere, exploded.

But because everyone was drunk now, the Spirit Dragon Knights could not take off to fight at all. Even the Paladins dispersed to have fun and have fun. As a result, it was impossible to gather everyone when the incident happened.

In the end, it was up to the ever-vigilant death knights to drive the bone dragons, carrying the archmages and knights, the orc chiefs and the draenei garrison commanders to pursue them.

Illidan also said that demon hunters can help.

But as expected, this offer of assistance was rejected by everyone. You Illidari and stinky pirates are so good that you have to wear a pair of trousers. If you were to chase them, Black would definitely not be able to catch them.

But in fact, even those who participated in the pursuit were not sure whether they could capture Black who had done evil things.

Now they can only do their best to slow down the pirates and set up a blocking net for the compatriots in Azeroth to buy some time.

On the other side, above the sky of the Hellfire Peninsula, the stinky pirates were riding on the saddle of the sky, humming happily and drinking wine high in the sky.

He was in a very happy mood.

The work was very comfortable, and no one was disturbed. Probably no one would find out about his evil deeds when he returned to the North County Abbey.

Well, old Lothar is going to be awesome now.

While Black took a swig of wine, he imagined what kind of majestic and domineering posture the "Lich King" pulled up by him would look like.

And since there is a Lich King, the natural disasters of the undead that sweep across all things must also be arranged.

"Isn't there a war going on over there in Beihai?"

The smelly pirate drunkenly said to Xal'atath, who was resting in his soul:

"What a good cannon fodder. Old Lothar only needs to walk along the frozen sea with his sword. Tsk tsk, isn't there a natural disaster of the undead? Unfortunately, Frostmourne alone is not enough.

This sword can pull up enough undead, but if you want to command and control them like an arm and a finger, you need another helmet of command.

With the "two-piece natural disaster set" of the helmet and the magic sword, old Lothar can transform into the real Lich King. Tsk, I don't know when our dear Emperor Denathrius is going to hand over that good thing to the one I choose. Where's the bad old man? "

"The trolls in Northrend are planning to steal the house from behind."

Dark Xalatath also said enthusiastically;

"Frost King Malak doesn't believe the 'god-killing' prophecy you gave him back then, little master. I think it's time to put some 'pressure' on him.

With the number of frost trolls in Zul'Drak, as long as they are all killed, the main force of the Undead Scourge will be there.

There are also news coming from the secret passage.

Your Windrunner mother has found the entrance to the nerubian empire in the underground city of Azjol Nerub, but she's having a bad time talking to the nerubian Anhaka priests.

It is said that those crypt lords plan to eat Ms. Lylessa. That is your still-charming Windrunner mother. Can you let her suffer such injustice?

Old Lothar shouldn't be allowed to carry Frostmourne all the way through?

Kill the stronger ones and become generals of death, and throw the weak ones to my insect swarm as food. As long as the insect swarm obtains the magical power controlled by those priests, the Yaqir Empire will be reborn in my hands! "

"And those elves!"

Blake drank up the wine in his hand and dropped the bottle from the sky. Fortunately or unfortunately, the falling object killed an evil orc who was out for a walk.

But the pirates didn't care.

He took a long breath, looked at the dark door in front of him, and said:

"I have promised to find a lich for the Black Crow Knights, and I have also promised my supreme Queen Azshara to defeat the rebellious Elisande for her.

Our magic well should not only refer to the Well of the Sun, but also the Sha'dorei's Nightwell as a blueprint.

The most important thing is that we have to create an opportunity for the three Windrunner sisters to sneak into the Sunwell. What do you think about starting an elven civil war when I go back?

It is a beautiful thing to see the Kaldorei who have prepared their troops for war, the arrogant and weak Shadorei, and the Quel'dorei who dare to send troops to attack me and do not know whether to live or die in a ball.

Well.

I have a great idea that can make those damn kings in Northern Xinjiang eager to join this battle.

Anyway, the demons are coming soon, so let's give them a war as a drill. "

"Sounds good."

Xal'atath expressed great enthusiasm for this "hilarious" idea, and the Dark Essence and her handsome little boy pet both let out strange, scalp-numbing laughter in the next moment.

So a very bad conspiracy was put on the agenda again.

But the next moment was filled with joy and sorrow. Just when the sky was about to use a handsome acceleration to pass through the Dark Portal and return to Azeroth, a wild and majestic flame fell from the sky.

In the roar of the fire eagle, Hisari Black Crow flapped its wings and fell from the sky, almost hitting the sky head first.

This sudden impact caused the bodies of the two flame creatures, hers and Qianqiong, to "shatter" in an instant, throwing the smelly pirate from the sky.

But Blake didn't panic at all.

He also has wings now, and there is no way he can be hit to death from such a height.

You can't even embarrass him!

"Shua"

The huge doom guard's bat wings spread out behind the pirate, supporting him as he slowly landed on the large platform below the Dark Portal. The Draenei guarding here didn't know what had happened.

When they saw Lord Black coming, they came forward to say hello with smiles on their faces.

As a result, the pirate grinned, took out a large mallet specially used for sap and waved it in his hand, in response to the goodwill of the Draenei people.

The next moment, the killing feast started.

The stinky pirate turned into a flying shadow and jumped back and forth between the draenei defenders and rangers stationed here.

The bang's banging sounded endlessly, turning into a weird rhythm ballad, those unlucky eggs were quickly stunned, and the stink pirates were packed.

When Miss Black Crow landed, there was already a pile of Draenei-style wallets at Black's feet.

He also pinched the most bulging ones among them, intending to make a little fortune.

"Don't go there!"

Miss Black Crow, smelling of alcohol, stood between Black and the Dark Door.

She crossed her arms and grabbed Black Crow's flaming scythe. The rolling fire of Savras was beating, like a monster composed of energy escaping from Miss Black Crow's body and turning into a falcon with open wings. , arrogantly showing off his teeth and claws at Black.

"What did you do?"

The pirate comforted the little bird Qianqiong that rested on his shoulder and responded with an angry cry to Hisari. He tilted his head and looked at the menacing Black Crow lady in front of him.

He said:

"Why are you drinking so much when you have nothing to do? You dare to fly so far alone after drinking. Do you know that you are a drunk driver, you bastard? This is illegal and you can't do it.

Moreover, are you sure you can still fight like this? "

"Don't worry about me. Hiccup~"

Black Crow shouted menacingly.

She planned to show her majesty and determination to stop the pirates from bringing the magic sword into Azeroth, but an unbearable belch caused her to lose all her efforts.

The platform filled with knocked-out Draenei instantly became very awkward.

Miss Black Crow's cheeks were red and she covered her eyes in despair.

"In my plan, you shouldn't come here."

Blake looked back at the sky behind him, rubbed his chin, and said with a gloomy look:

"Since you are here, those bastards must have followed. I guess it was the evil-minded Dread Lords who told you the news?

Hey, a bunch of bastards who only know how to play tricks, it's really impossible to support the wall with mud! Even doing bad things is like playing house, which is really a shame among bad guys. "

"Why are you doing this!"

The black crow shouted:

"You have obviously become a savior hero, why?"

"Because I'm here just for her."

Black patted the living wooden sword box behind him and said to the black crow seriously;

"If possible, I don't want to get involved in these troublesome things like saving the world. I should run away as soon as I get this sword. You have to understand, my dear little black crow, that a magical man like me also has many qualities. When you can't help yourself.

There are always things we don’t want to do but have to do.

Based on your past experience, I think you should believe me instead of believing the drunken nonsense of those righteous people. Get out of the way!

I'm in a hurry.

There was an old man who had been sleeping for a long time. If he didn't get up, his whole body would rot. "

"No! I refuse!"

The black crow controlled the flames around her body to block the door of darkness, and she shouted:

"I can't just watch you become a demon king who is cursed, despised and feared by everyone. I can't let you bring this damn thing into our world.

For this reason, I even dare to fight you! "

"No, you don't dare."

The pirate shook his head and said:

"Just because you know me, you know that you are just chasing a moth into a flame. As for what other people say about me, I don't care at all.

Caring too much about other people's opinions will make you lose yourself. People, it is better to live purely. "

"Shua"

Black took a step forward and the moment his figure disappeared, he appeared in front of the black crow in a flash. The archdruid roared, grabbed the scythe and was about to slash at it.

But in the next moment, the pirate grabbed her collar and pulled her towards him.

As Hisari looked at her with wide eyes, the stinky pirate kissed her gently on the lips. This simple action made Miss Black Crow lose all her fighting power.

She may have had too much to drink.

But the sudden burst of emotion caused all her determination and will to collapse in less than a second. She wanted to push the bastard away, but her outstretched hand was wrapped around Blake's neck like a lover.

What started as a passive attitude quickly turned into an active one.

It wasn't until several minutes later that she was panting and pushed away gently by Blake who looked helpless. The pirate pointed at the lipstick mark on her face and whispered:

"Look, I said, you are no match for me. You little baby is just a weak enemy that can be defeated with a kiss. But I'm sorry, I have no plans to have another lover for the time being."

"get out."

The elf druid turned his head, covering his hot face and cursing in his mind that he must be crazy.

She scolded in a cold tone:

"I don't intend to have any further development with you at all. Stop being so sentimental. It's just because I drank too much tonight! You must forget!

I will never forget the ugly things you did to me, you bastard who tried to tame me! "

"Ha, be good."

Blake wiped the lipstick mark on the corner of his mouth, whistled and walked towards the door of darkness. The moment he stepped into the rotating light curtain, Hisari suddenly whispered:

"Take good care of Ms. Maiev and use your 200% determination to protect her, otherwise you will regret it for the rest of your life."

"Well, I know, although I don't know what she said to you, but that woman should never leave me again."

The pirate nodded and then disappeared into the light curtain.