Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the peripheral palace of the Sunwell, the situation at this time was extremely chaotic.

There were crazy Nightborne and Quel'dorei elves all around who were fighting each other, but Black was walking back and forth between the palaces like an old man walking around.

He was holding a large bag in his hand, which already contained some exquisite and luxurious works of art. They were all treasures from the sunwell that were in line with Blake's aesthetics.

While searching for treasures, the stinky pirate also continued to use the overlooking perspective shared by the sky and him to observe the trend of the entire battlefield.

"Well, the one commanding the Paladins over there is Turalyon, the great love saint. I looked left and right and I couldn't see the figure of Dathrohan. It seems that he must have been seconded to capture the demon.

Alleria is indeed an excellent general.

All she needs is a created opportunity to realize all my ideas. Gee, what a good woman. Why is she qualified for that bastard Turalyon? "

The stinky pirate complained and glanced back.

Behind him, the Nightborne pirates who were following the Nightborne army had also slipped into the luxurious palace with its outer wall broken.

There are also some unscrupulous North Sea pirates mixed in among them.

These idiots have very poor artistic taste. Naturally, they cannot compare with the commander-in-chief who has no shortage of money. They always put whatever good things they see into their pockets.

That poor eating appearance made Black feel quite pessimistic about the development of the overall quality of the undead pirates.

But don’t blame the pirates.

After all, rushing into the Sunwell to plunder something like this happens only once in three lifetimes. If you don't get more this time, you won't be able to get anything later.

"Quack"

The noisy cry of the little fish man sounded at Black's feet. When the pirate looked back, he saw the little fish man running out of the palace in front of him, dragging a lot of things with a sly look.

There are many murloc pirates summoned by it, looting everywhere.

The old blind man put a large pure gold jar on his head as a helmet, and proudly waved an elf-style majestic war spear to knock down the dragon eagle that attacked him from the sky.

This group of savage and vulgar little pirates have been trained by Ben Bol, and they are the most discerning among all the pirates who rushed into the Sunwell.

They don't bother to take any gold coins, only the most valuable things.

Three or two murlocs ran very fast carrying the bulging bags. They piled the bags together and then turned around to "get" them again.

Not long after, a lot of robbed treasures appeared on the spot. At this time, Feng Ling, who felt the rapid growth of wealth and was very happy, cast a spell to remotely send these treasures to the treasure house of the Nagfar.

It's almost like a "robbery assembly line".

Watching Blake was pleasing to the eye and full of satisfaction in his heart.

But happy times are always short-lived.

The pirate kicked open the door of a closed mage tower, ready to indulge in the plundering addiction himself. Just as he stepped into the mage tower, a voice rang in his ears.

"My captain of the guard, your leave time has come, come back and serve me. I am now on the beach outside the Sunwell, and I witnessed the civil war between the Nightborne and the Quel'dorei.

It's so cruel.

My conscience cannot allow me to sit back and watch my people consume their lives in such a way that they should devote their loyalty to me and then remain useful in the service of their Queen.

Come quickly.

I feel like I arrived at just the right time.

I need you to help me prepare for my grand entrance. Compared with your wisdom and wisdom, this servant named Dar'khan Drasil is really stupid.

Even his compliments are so cliche that it makes people lose their spirits.

Oops, I can't leave you anymore. "

Queen Azshara's lazy voice made Black's face instantly fall.

The pirate glanced at the mage tower in front of him, whose magic power was out of control and almost allowed him to take the treasure, and could only sigh helplessly.

He turned around and gave two instructions to the little murloc, and then summoned the blind hunter Xiaoyi who was wreaking havoc on the front line. With the help of the sky, he quickly left the front line and went to serve the queen who had many things to do but was generous.

Just as Blake left the battlefield, on the inner tower of the Sunwell, everyone who was ordered to clean up the hidden dangers of demons was also ready.

The busy spellcasters in this tower were temporarily asked not to leave their posts. Ms. Alleria and Baron Sangunar were guarding the upper floor of the Tower of the Sun, while Fenna and Sir Salorian were on the middle floor.

No one was left at the lower level.

That is where the magic well itself is located and has been sealed all year round. Any life that is not allowed to enter will trigger a magic alarm. Even the Dread Lords who are best at hiding cannot sneak into the magic well body at this time.

Moreover, there is thick arcane energy all over there. If you step into it without the permission of the Sun Chaser family, you will definitely be torn apart by the magic tide in an instant.

At the highest level of the Tower of the Sun, Lord Saidan Dathrohan clutched his shield.

He was calling for the holy light to gather on the mirror-like shield like a game of reflected light. When the knight turned the shield, a golden light curtain exposing all darkness swept across the Tower of the Sun.

This light curtain will not be blocked by buildings or shadows, and it does not cause any harm at all. It is like an invisible veil sweeping over the spellcasters and guards at their respective posts.

They don't even feel it.

But within a few seconds, the first "victim" appeared, a female elf mage hiding in the crowd who wanted to avoid the light of the Guardian of Truth by moving her feet.

But she obviously misjudged the scope of this light. In addition to the visible golden halo, there was also an invisible halo dotting the periphery, and the female elf let out a scream.

The light beam, which was completely insensitive to others, was like sulfuric acid being poured down on her. Amidst the shrill howling, a female fear devil was caught out of the crowd.

"Whoosh"

The flying wind arrows flew out of Alleria's bow and instantly pierced the wings of the Dread Lord. Baron Sangunar jumped out of the shadows, two emerald daggers flying up and down, and demon blood everywhere. With the help of the surrounding mages, he suppressed the demon among them to death.

It turns out that the Ranger General is not playing tricks on everyone in an original way.

After seeing the Dread Lord beside them, even the most arrogant Silver Moon Councilors honestly began to accept the inspection of the Guardian of Truth.

"It's running away! Stop it!"

At this moment, Fenner's excited shout came from the middle level of the tower.

It was a fear devil that was about to run away when it couldn't hide. Before the light of the guardian of truth shone on it, it turned into a flying little bat and tried to escape through the window.

But it's obviously moving a bit slowly.

At least a bit slower than Fenner.

The idiot warrior drew out the double blades from his back and disappeared in a swish. Under Sir Salorian's surprised gaze, Fenna disappeared like the best assassin and appeared in front of the group of bats in the next moment.

The female warrior roared angrily, swung her double blades into a blade storm of destruction, and activated her divine power in the flash of courage and divine power, drawing those little bats flying in the sky into the blade and smashing them to pieces.

In less than two seconds, the escaping demon was forced back to the battlefield by Fenner. It waved its wings and wanted to smash a large rancid bee swarm onto the stupid warrior.

But it ignores that Fenner didn’t come alone.

"puff"

The snow-white elf holy sword Quel'Delar was greeted like the most elegant gentleman. With Sir Salorian's light swing, he pierced the arm of the Dread Lord and cut off half of his left arm with a cleave. Come down.

Fenner also charged.

When he got close, he swung both blades at the same time to launch a powerful and heavy execution, and chopped off the demon's head with a sword.

The coordination between the two Elf Sword Masters was so perfect that the Phoenix Guards who came next to them couldn't help but cheer for them.

But Sir Salorian has always kept a low profile, and Finna doesn't care much about the praise of others. After completing this killing, the two of them followed the light of the Guardian of Truth and moved to other places.

Two hidden demons have been discovered in the tower, and the situation has become more serious. There should be other hidden people here. For the safety of the Sunwell, they must all be caught!

"The 'Wind Step' that you just used is only used by the orc sword masters?"

Sir Salorian, carrying Quel'Delar on his back, looked at Fenna beside him with a pleased look as if he saw his disciple excelling at his best, and asked:

"Did you learn that while traveling in Draenor?"

"Yes, I learned it from Samuro when I visited Havalor, the Fire Blade Holy Land, the hometown of the Orc Sword Master."

Fenner had told Black very early on that she had a father-daughter relationship with Sir Salorian, and her martial arts skills were taught by the Phoenix Sword Master when she was a child.

So when faced with Jazz's inquiry, Fenner did not hide anything and said carelessly:

"But I haven't fully learned it yet. The orc sword master told me that the true secret of Wind Step can only be understood by warriors who have followed the path of the sword master. But that is not the path I want to take, so I can only learn this little fur.

What I actually want to learn the most is the mirror image of the sword master's power. Unfortunately, to understand that requires passing the Fire Blade Trial. It's not that I'm afraid of the trial, but mainly because I don't have the time.

After I finish my work, I will go to Draenor again. Speaking of which, Lord Salorian, do you want to go with me? "

"You young people, go ahead, I'm already old and can't walk anymore."

Phoenix Sword Master laughed, shook his head and sighed:

"I've been feeling low on energy recently. Maybe it's time to put down the responsibility of the Dragonforged Blade and return to the countryside. I've always wanted to pass this sword on to you, Fenna.

Not only are you my only disciple in this life, you are also the purest warrior I have ever known. Entrusting this holy sword to you, you will definitely live up to the mission of its birth. "

"OK."

Fenner was not polite either. She winked at the old knight and said:

"When I take your sword, it is equivalent to liberating you from the heavy guard. Do you want to arrange for you to go to Kul Tiras to live in seclusion? My mother's mage tower there is quite big.

But she lives alone."

"Snapped"

The old knight raised his finger and tapped Fenner's forehead, and said:

"As I said last time, you are not allowed to talk about the matter between me and your mother. I know what you think and what you mean, Fenna, but I have told you since you were a child. only friends.

She has her lover"

"Hey, Dai Lin is almost fifty this year."

Fenna curled her lips and said:

"And my mother can live for at least another thirteen hundred years. I ask you, can you bear it?"

The old knight fell silent.

Fenner saw that she had the upper hand, and asked endlessly:

"Outsiders say that elves will only love one person in their life, but I know this is false! Because there are two men living in my mother's heart. Dai Lin is just luckier than you, he is just one step ahead of you.

My mother has always said that if Dai Lin dies, she will also die for love with Dai Lin. Every time I hear this, it scares me.

I can't allow myself to lose her, that's not an outcome I can accept, and I don't think Dai Lin, who I call my father, would want to see his beloved wife go with him.

I know that the only person in the world who can persuade her is neither me nor Dai Lin.

But you.

My mother has a terrible disease. Maybe you are the only one in the world who can save her. Even in the name of a friend, you can't just sit back and do nothing, right? "

"You have had too much contact with your brother, Fenna, and you have become sharp-tongued. But stop talking, this is not what I want to hear."

Sir Salorian bluntly rejected Fenna's proposal. Seeing Fenna continue to speak, the old Sir frowned, changed the subject and said:

"Compared with your mother, Fenna, I'm more worried about you right now. Tell me honestly, what are you doing with General Alleria and Baron Sangunar?"

"Ehhhhh?"

Fenner's eyes widened at this question. She seemed to want to blurt out and ask how Sir knew, but she resisted the question.

Seeing Fenner shut her mouth, the old jazz's original guess became a reality.

He sighed and said:

"I have watched you grow up, Fenna, and I know that your character means that you have no secrets in front of those close to you, and I don't believe that you will do bad things.

Still doing bad things with Windrunner and the Sangunar family.

I think you are planning some secret operations that you think are beneficial to the country and the people. Tell me, Fenna, what exactly are you going to do? "

"Did not say!"

Fenna scratched her neck and said:

"I won't betray my friends, you taught me this."

"Did not say?"

The old knight narrowed his eyes and put his hand on the hilt of the sword behind his back.

Not only did his actions not frighten Fenna, but instead made the stupid warrior lick his lips and eagerly reach out to grab the hilts of the two swords behind his back.

She stared at Ser Salorian and said in a low voice:

"You know? When I was a child, I always thought you were my father. Until now, I have always felt that if my mother had chosen you, she would have been happier.

In terms of the life scale of humans and elves, no matter how passionate their love is, Daelin Proudmoore can only be an eternal and unforgettable passerby in the long life of Gina Golden Sword.

But Salorian Morningseeker can accompany the Lady of the Golden Sword to the end.

Humans and elves, short-lived species and long-lived species are not meant to be together. That is the curse called love. "

"Do you know how sad Mr. Dai Lin will be if he hears what you said?"

Ser Salorian said in a deep voice:

"I can see that Mr. Dai Lin is a truly qualified father. You are lucky to have such a father by your side. Fenna, you can't be so naughty, let alone plan the future for your mother so domineeringly.

I didn't teach you this. "

"You have never been taught, I am self-taught."

Fenner tilted her head.

The idiot warrior's anger began to gather around her. Her eyes were bloodshot for a moment. She stared at the old knight in front of her and said seriously:

"I will not let you ruin our plan, Lord Salorian, just as I will never let my mother die for my father. Yes, I did accept Dailin as my father.

I felt both his love for my mother and his clumsy care for me.

I am really touched.

Just because I have accepted him as my father does not mean that I will alienate you.

You know, I have a very stubborn temper, and I have thought of you as my dad since I was a child. It was you who played the role of father when I was growing up.

I still remember that when I was a child, every time you picked me up from school, I would hide that title in my heart. I was afraid not because I was timid, but because I knew you would not accept it.

Sometimes you are so gentlemanly that you are almost cowardly.

But that doesn't matter.

I have decided.

After my father ends his brief human life, the rest of my mother's life will be entrusted to you, Salorian Morningseeker, and you must shoulder your responsibilities to my mother when that time comes. "

The atmosphere fell silent.

A few seconds later, the old knight drew out the holy sword from his back with a whoosh, and performed an elf phoenix swordsmanship stance. He looked at Fenna in front of him and said:

"What if I say no?"

"No, you won't."

Fenner moved her shoulders and said:

"Because I will beat you until you want! Let me tell you a secret, Salorian. Father, my greatest strength comes only when I am determined to protect what I hold dear.

And you are blessed today.

This is a power that even my beloved little brother has never seen before.

But don't be afraid, if I really hurt you, I will personally send you to your mother's mage tower. I believe she will be very happy to see you. "

"You can't be so domineering, Fenner."

The old knight sighed and said:

"You can't arrange other people's lives so arbitrarily."

"But that's not what my brother said."

Fenna's rising anger began to merge with her courage and divine power into a strange silver light. In that light, Fenna's size began to expand, and she said:

"My brother taught me with his practical actions that fate can be arranged! If the stubborn fate refuses to obey."

"Just beat it!"