Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1379 12. Therefore, our new doctrine is: let the fire purify all poachers! 【1320】

Black demanded that the Order of the Benevolent be disbanded on the spot and join the Fire Druid of Hisari Blackcrow.

This request is of course excessive.

The naive tree demon Zaza wanted to use the poisonous spear in his hand to give the stinky pirate a righteous backstab from behind! But after weighing the strength gap between the two sides, Dryad Zaza finally rationally did not do so.

Of course it's not because I'm a coward, but because I have a partner who needs treatment.

"She's really hurt."

With the help of a group of Rendehui Druid apprentices who had been rescued by Xisali, the Cowman Druid who had been tortured miserably by the werewolves was lifted from Zaza's back and placed on the This secret forest glade.

Hisari treated her personally.

But soon after checking the injury, Miss Black Crow frowned.

She looked at Zaza, who looked worried, and then at Mugamuga, who was wearing a fish-man suit. She raised her eyebrows, looked up and down at this strange fellow, and said:

"You are the legendary M'ga M'ga, right? I have been hearing legends about you since I joined the Cenarion Order. It is said that you have been paying attention to the living conditions of the fish people.

Have you been trying to train a true Murloc Druid? "

"What's wrong with the fishmen? Can't the fishmen produce excellent druids? I think you are being racist!"

Hisari's question seemed to offend Mugamuga. This strange guy in every aspect snorted and assumed a haughty posture.

But it's a pity that he doesn't have any majesty in that fish-man suit.

"Murlocs are also very smart creatures, and there are very, very many of them!"

Mugamuga emphasized in a very academic tone:

"Think about it carefully, my compatriots, if we can spread the way of nature among the fishmen, then the number of druid professionals can increase at least five times in ten years!

This is the best way to spread the way of nature.

But unfortunately, you and other compatriots' unreasonable discrimination against fish people has blinded your eyes, preventing you from seeing the advantages of my plan.

Based on my nearly thousand years of research on fishman customs, I only need to find a qualified and smart fishman apprentice before I can really start my big plan! "

"Ahem"

Hearing Mugamuga's "big ambition", Blake suddenly coughed a few times, stretched out his hand to wake up the sleeping little fishman Benbolba in his arms and threw it to the ground.

The little idiot who was suddenly disturbed yawned and stretched, just about to say hello to his idiot master, when he suddenly felt a strange burning gaze.

It turned around warily and grabbed the salted fish hammer at its waist. As a result, it saw a stupid elf wearing a weird fish-man suit trying to get close to it.

"Quack!"

Benbolba waved his "Village Hammer" to threaten Mugamuga not to get close to it.

It is a little fish-man who loves to be clean, and this damn elf in a fish-man suit in front of him doesn't look serious at first glance.

But what I didn't expect was that Mugamuga not only understood the language of the little fishman, but also croaked in extremely skilled fishman language to prove that he had no ill intentions.

I just want to teach the talented little fish people to learn the ways of nature.

This request made the little fishman doubtful. It looked back at Black, and the pirate winked at him wildly.

What a great opportunity for free whoring!

Although this Mugamuga has been hiding his strength and pretending to be low-key, Black is basically sure that this guy has great magical powers, and maybe he is a "murloc lover" who is not very smart. Maybe he is an archdruid.

Anyway, in the Druid profession, there will always be some "gifted" guys because of too frequent contact with animal nature. The symptoms of Mugamuga are considered to be very mild among the deviant druids.

While the little fish man and Mugamuga had a 'friendly exchange', Hisari Black Crow also focused on business.

She reached out and took off the clothes of the Cowman Druid in front of her. When she saw the bite marks on her body, she immediately became angry. The black crow looked at Zaza who was in silence and asked:

"It is impossible for such injuries to occur in a normal battle. What did those werewolves do to her?"

"Those bastards."

The simple tree demon clenched her fists, gritted her teeth and said to the black crow:

"They said they had never tasted the taste of a tauren. They bit Senis, who had already put down her weapons, just to tell the difference between the taste of tauren meat and steak.

Senise was miserable.

But she was very strong and did not beg for mercy from the tormentors, which made the werewolves bite her even more crazily. I wanted to help but they broke my leg.

Mugamuga used charm magic to quiet them down.

But at that time, more werewolves rushed over, and Mugamuga had no choice but to stay in the cage and treat the two of us, thus saving Senis' life. "

"What a bunch of beasts!"

The injury of the tauren druid in front of her made Hisali's impression of werewolves even worse.

After Blake watched the werewolves' beastly behavior, he actually wanted to ask Zaza, what do those werewolves think of the taste of tauren and steak?

But considering the need to take care of Hisari's feelings and the need to appear that he was not so cold-blooded, the question was not asked in the end.

But looking at the horrific scars left on the body of the tauren Senis, we can tell that in the eyes of werewolves, tauren are more delicious than steak.

Gee, what a terrifying gourmet, Hannibal would give a thumbs up when he saw it and call him an expert.

"This kind of injury to tendons and internal organs cannot be cured by ordinary treatments."

The pirate quickly commented from his "professional perspective":

"If you just want to save her life, you can send her back to rest slowly, but she will no longer be able to continue fighting as a druid. If you want to restore her to her original state, you have to use some 'abnormal' treatment methods .”

Miss Black Crow heard the implication of the pirate's words. She glanced at Black, then at the cowman's injury in front of her, and said with some tangle:

"But we no longer have the Fire of Savras in our hands."

"This brain circuit of yours."

The pirate felt a lump in his throat and felt uncomfortable. He tapped the black crow's head with his fingers and said:

"The Fire of Savras is such a precious thing. Do you plan to use the original fire to reshape the body of every Flame Druid? This is too extravagant!

If you are not pursuing the ultimate purity of fire at the symbolic level like you, then ordinary elemental fire can be used for the Flame Reincarnation Ceremony.

Ordinary druids do not have divine power to protect their bodies, and their flesh and blood bodies cannot withstand the raging fire of Savras.

Get started now without delay.

This cow-man was miserable enough. One-fifth of her flesh was bitten off by a group of werewolves. Such injuries made it difficult for her to survive, but that was fine. "

Blake took out a bag of flame reincarnation materials from his bag, threw it to Hisari Black Crow, and said:

"With all the suffering she has suffered, it is enough to make her devoted to you after she wakes up, and it is also enough to make her full of hatred and revenge for the werewolves under Yanya's command.

This burst of revenge perfectly complies with the justice of "burning everything with flames", and she will become the best flame punisher.

But, can you do it alone? "

the pirate asked.

Miss Black Crow asked while arranging the ceremony on the spot:

"What? Do you have anything else to do?"

"If you and your followers can take down the worgen plague in Gilneas on your own, then I'll have nothing else to do."

Blake leaned against a strange-shaped tree, holding the wine bottle and said:

"If you think you can't handle it, then I will have to suffer further to find reinforcements or something. I just received news that His Majesty Fao has returned to Stratholme.

If you just made someone angry, you have to apologize in person and try to restore the relationship.

I'm still thinking about my share of the honorary allowance given to me by the Holy Light Church. Don't tell me, it's still a lot of money, so I feel a little sad to give it up like this. "

"Speaking of Pope Faou."

Miss Sisali, who was preparing for the ceremony, suddenly had an idea. She raised her head and looked at Blake with her long flaming hair flying, and whispered:

"Can you ask your 'Your Majesty' to come to Gilneas with the magic sword? If he can help, I think we can all rest."

"Ah, why did the Gilneans offend you? Archdruid, do you deserve to be so cruel?"

Blake was so frightened that he almost dropped the wine bottle in his hand. He widened his eyes and said:

"Yanfang and Jean just wanted to give something as precious as the Werewolf Curse to neighboring countries to taste. At most, they chose the wrong route, and you are directly asking Gilneas to destroy the country!

The current level of development of the werewolf scourge is far from the point where Frostmourne can be used to deal with it.

take it easy.

Can you have some determination? "

Black Crow also realized that his speech was somewhat whimsical.

If something like Frostmourne really appeared in Gilneas, perhaps all social problems in the country, including werewolves, could be eliminated within a week.

But it would also turn Gilneas into an undead wasteland.

It’s really not worth the gain.

"What on earth are you talking about?"

Zaza, a simple frost tree demon, looked around with big eyes, first at Black Crow, then at Black. She could understand every word of the conversation between these two guys, but she just couldn't understand the meaning of their words. .

This kind of face-to-face encrypted communication is so annoying! I feel like a primitive person who has blended into the scene where the boss is talking.

I can only scratch my head and scratch my head.

"It's nothing, it's just some bad stuff that children shouldn't listen to, be good."

Blake used a child-friendly tone, reached out and patted Zaza's little head, and then said to her:

"Your Black Crow sister is going to change a spell for you. Watch and listen carefully, and then decide for yourself whether you want to join her Flame Druid faction. By the way, didn't you say that there is a cave guard, Kellinger, in the Black Forest on the way? Wandering around?

Summon him too.

After all, it was a major matter concerning the survival of Rende Society, and he was qualified to express his opinion. "

"oh."

Zaza knew that Black was not a good person, but now Mugamuga, who was worthy of her trust, had been attracted all the attention by the little fish man, and no one could help her make up her mind.

He could only follow Blake's suggestion, find a strange tree species, run to the edge of the forest and plant it, which was equivalent to sending a message to Kellinger, asking him to bring his apprentices to meet here.

When Zaza turned around, Hisari Black Crow had already prepared the ritual of flame reincarnation.

Under the gaze of the dryad, the mysterious Flame Archdruid waved his hand and pulled out a burning sickle made of flames and branches from the scorching air beside him. of elemental fire.

Zaza was surprised to see that the seriously injured body of the tauren druid Senis placed in the center of the ceremony was ignited in an instant like dry wood meeting a raging fire.

She could even hear Senise's screams of pain as she was burned.

This made the dryad take a few steps back in fear, covering his eyes with his hands, and also made the surrounding Rendehui apprentices who were rescued by Hisari panic.

They really thought that Hisari Black Crow, the mysterious Druid of Fire, was going to perform a ruthless job of "roasting a tauren" for them.

But they soon discovered they were wrong.

Because after the first few screams, the life breath of the severely injured tauren that was wrapped and burned by the flames not only did not dissipate, but instead recovered quickly and became stronger as if it had been infused with power by the flames.

Even the crazy druid Mugamuga who was having a heated discussion with the little fishman about "the way of nature in the eyes of the fishman" was attracted by this scene.

As an old druid who participated in the Satyr War nine thousand years ago, Mugamuga may be a little inferior in strength, but he definitely has a good vision.

From the flame rebirth ceremony in front of him, which was hosted by Black Crow himself, he felt full of life energy bursting out with the enthusiasm of flames.

Its healing effect is so good that it even far exceeds the effect of the most powerful healing spell mastered by the druids, "Tranquility Rain".

The most peculiar thing is that this ritual also involves the transformation of life forms.

In Mugamuga's perception, the seriously injured Senis was being changed from a flesh-and-blood form to a half-flame elemental form, and this process was not as painful as the legendary elemental transformation that was enough to destroy the soul.

It should be that Hisari Black Crow Archdruid has mastered the essence of the fire element, so that he can use the power of flames to protect Senis's soul from being impacted by the unruly elements.

This strange process lasted several minutes.

When Hisali Black Crow was out of breath, the ceremony finally ended.

Amidst the surprise cheers of Dryad Zaza, the tauren druid Senis, who was on the verge of death just now, has been "resurrected with full health".

This cow-man half-knelt in the burning flames with her tall body. The ground under her feet was filled with sparks like lava, but she could not feel the slightest burning.

She raised her head.

The horns that were broken by the werewolf's abuse were also wrapped in flames and filled into complete horns, which made Senis look like she was wearing a crown of flames.

She opened her hands to Hisari Black Crow with a fanatical attitude and said in a low voice:

"Thank you for your blessing, Lord of Fire and Nature! I have seen the true meaning of the integration of flames and nature in the enthusiasm you have shown. The truth of natural punishment and burning fascinates me.

Please allow me to be your follower and walk this burning path with you.

certainly

I still need to release the darkness and hatred within me before I can devote myself wholeheartedly to the service of the new truth."

The burning cow man stood up, clenched her fists, and balls of dancing flames surrounded this fanatical believer who was almost resurrected from the dead. She shouted:

"I will return to them ten times the pain that the dark fallen werewolves inflicted on me and nature! I will curse them to die in humiliation in the flames!

I will initiate this disciplinary cremation!

Their annihilation into ashes is just the beginning. Mother Nature and Father Fire have given me the power to defend the order of nature and fire. I will burn all poachers to death with fire!

Yes, this is my new path. "

The burning cow looked back at Zaza, and gave her friend a friendly smile with a blazing smile that reached a thousand-degree temperature. She stretched out her hand, wagging her tail and said:

"Come on, Zaza, embrace the flames with me, let us burn those poachers to death, and let the flames purify all darkness."

Facing this "enthusiastic" invitation, Zaza waved her hands calmly and said in a stick-reading tone:

"no thank you."

"I am a frost tree demon. If I get close to the flames, I will melt."