Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 152 60. Buried in Thousand Years of Sand (Part 1) - Additional update for all brothers [15]

Snake people, these are a group of very strange creatures.

Like the fox people, they originated from the Wharton Desert, and they can only survive and reproduce in this desert. However, compared to the fox people who have been in decline for thousands of years, the snake people are a prosperous race. .

According to Manzur, the unfaithful serpent people who gathered in the north of the desert and occupied the Temple of Setaris had established their own empire.

Their leader is called Kotek, who calls himself the Great Emperor.

No one knows how many snakemen there are under his command, but even the Zandalari military guards deployed on the border between Vol'dun and Nazmir will never take the initiative to provoke them.

And Kotek is a very powerful ruler.

It trains the snake men under its command extremely well. They fight bravely and crazyly, and they are very organized. Not only are they good at fighting, but they are also good at business.

The Faithless Empire is the largest slave trader on the Zandalar islands.

They will regularly capture various creatures in the Great Desert of Vol'dun as slaves. Most of the slaves will serve the Serpent Empire, and a small number will be sold to Nazmir's barbarian blood trolls for sacrifice.

According to rumors, the Zandalari Empire occasionally buys slaves from snakemen through unofficial channels as servants to serve the troll nobles.

In short, the most powerful force on the Zandalari Island is naturally the Zandalari Golden Dynasty, but the second place is not the blood trolls of Nazmir, but these unfaithful snake people living in the Vol'dun Desert.

The unbelieving snake-men are deliberately isolating their pious cousins. Any force that comes close to the pious snake-men will be regarded as enemies and attack crazily.

Even the foxes who traveled around the desert in caravans would actively avoid the temple of the pious. This resulted in the pious people trapped in the temple unable to find any reliable allies in the desert.

The attacks day after day, year after year, caused heavy injuries to the snake-men in the Temple of the Devout. As for the snake-men warriors Blake saw in the temple so far, almost all of them were injured.

But this in turn proves that these snake people who have not been defeated under such extreme conditions are all elites in every battle.

Snake people are inherently cruel and ruthless in appearance.

Surrounded by such a group of invincible hobs, the aura of silence added up, making the atmosphere in the temple tense for a moment.

"Um?"

The attitude of the pious snake people made Black a little dissatisfied. He pressed the devil's blow in his hand against the neck of the snake prophet and said:

"Are you really going to fight to the death? Prophet Warwick, calm down. You still have a chance before you do something stupid."

"You speak terrible snake language, tailless outsider. I have never seen creatures like you. Are you some kind of troll too?"

The snake-man prophet, who was held hostage by Black and Garona, vomited bright red blood. There was still green blood on its flat face, but its tone was not panicked at all.

She was also in the mood to joke with Blake.

"Of course, I'm a human. I don't have the special vocal organs like you snake people. Every time I say a word, my vocal cords vibrate. My voice will be broken after one night."

The pirate shook the dagger in his hand and said:

"So, don't waste your time, okay?

My subordinates are a bit rough, not very friendly, no way, they are all a bunch of thugs, but if you look closely, you will find the kindness behind their violence.

For example, the war has been going on for so long and no one has died yet.

This is enough to prove that I am really here to help. "

"You put a knife on my neck, your soldiers were brutally beating my people unconscious and locking them up like slaves. Your warlike men surrounded our temple, clamoring to burn this sacred place. place."

The old snake prophet stared at Black with his dark green snake eyes.

it says:

"Then you told me that you came with good intentions? This is not the same as my understanding of 'goodwill'."

"Yes, we are indeed a bit unique. It's not a big problem."

Black nodded shamelessly, raised his hand, and gestured to Maimu and Xieyan who were approaching the entrance of the temple. The orc warrior immediately put away his swords.

The warlock also crushed the evil flames wrapped in his palms.

The two guys with green faces and fangs raised their hands in a pretentious manner and showed "friendly" smiles to the snake people around them.

"You see, we also laugh, and our laughter is genuine."

The pirate glanced at Garona, and the legendary assassin also removed the regicide dagger from the snake prophet's neck. This action made the Warwick prophet spit out the snake letter again.

This movement seems to represent the changes in the snake people's psychological emotions.

"Get your men out! Let go of my people."

The old prophet said hoarsely:

"We devout people only have this temple left. This sacred place must not allow foreigners to enter! If we can't do this, there will be no talk."

"Simple."

The pirate went to Maimu and shouted loudly in human language:

"Ask your brother to lead the people out and stop outside the temple. I want to talk to this qualified prophet. Once I am attacked, you will rush in.

Slaughter cleanly! Leave no one behind!

Using the heads of these pious people, we can definitely exchange many slaves from the unbelieving emperor Kotek. There is also the seal key stone on the second floor of their temple, so be sure to bring it with you. "

Having said this, Blake glanced at the snake prophet and said meaningfully:

"Emperor Kotek will definitely pay a big price for the keystone that can release the dark monster buried under the yellow sands of Wharton for thousands of years."

Maimu made an OK gesture and led his orc brothers to drive away the group of exiled cannon fodder who had begun to plunder the temple of the pious. Under Red's unhappy scolding, he retreated outside the temple. .

Although the snake prophets cannot understand human language.

But it tasted something bad and worried from the look in Blake's eyes just now.

After the orcs and trolls left behind the knocked-out elite snake-men and exited the temple, the other snake-men came towards Black and Garona with malicious intent, carrying weapons wrapped with lightning.

Obviously, they didn't intend to let the intruder go.

But the next moment, the old prophet grabbed his broken snake staff and waved his claws at his tribe, signaling them to withdraw, take care of the injured, and clean up their positions.

This old prophet's prestige among the snake people was extremely high. Seeing him speak, the other temple guards put away their weapons and headed out of the temple.

Of course, malicious looks are inevitable.

"I don't know whether these snake people are bad or good, but their gaze is really uncomfortable."

Garona watched the last snake man leave the temple and said to Black:

"Being stared directly at by them was like being stared at by a pack of real venomous snakes."

"Don't be so racist, ma'am."

Blake shrugged and said to Garona:

"There are many strange creatures in the world of Azeroth. The snakemen are already pretty, so you'll be fine if you get used to them."

"follow me."

The snake-man old prophet took off the broken scales on his arm and threw them aside. He walked toward the second floor of the temple with his broken snake staff, limping.

It is very old and has many old injuries, and it is no longer as brave as it once was.

Black and Garona's attack tonight was really a sneak attack on an old man, without any sense of martial ethics.

It led the two intruders to the second floor of the temple. Without avoiding them, it opened the secret room on the second floor, revealing a strange stone.

The appearance is like a randomly found blue rock, as rough as Wharton's yellow sand, but very large, as tall as half an adult. There are very retro priest carvings on the rock.

There is also a blue arc dancing on it from time to time.

The old prophet stared at the stone in front of him. Its snake tail was shaking and making a sound like a rattlesnake, which meant that its mood was not calm at this time.

After a minute of silence, it reached out and touched the stone in front of it, changed to troll language, and said to the two people behind it:

"You just said that you know what is buried under the ruins of Atuaman. Is that true?"

"Why should I lie to you?"

Blake put his hands on his hips and said to the old prophet:

"If you really care about that place, you should know that a few days ago, my people looted the place and wiped out all the Sandfury bandits there.

But I ordered my men not to destroy anything suspicious in the ruins.

We didn’t dig down, either.

I really know what is buried under that ruin. I even know that the ruins of Atu Aman were the main city of you snake people thousands of years ago.

You buried a terrifying creation of the abyss there, and allowed the city and Volton to weather into what it is today.

Mythrax the Deconstructor"

In the last sentence, the pirate changed into a strange language and said a name. The language was extremely difficult to pronounce, like a meaningless murmur or a weird roar.

It seemed like I couldn't speak in a normal tone.

When the name was spoken, a cold wind suddenly rose in the entire temple, causing Garona to look around suddenly. She seemed to notice it.

"That's enough! Don't say that blasphemous name in this sacred place!"

The reaction of the old snake-man prophet was even greater.

Thousands of years later, when it heard the name again, it turned around and threw a bolt of lightning at Black, not to hurt him, but to prevent him from using that weird void language to speak more taboos.

"You're crazy!"

Warwick's voice became dangerously low. Like a real snake, it stared at Black and kept spitting out snake messages, saying:

"You call its name and it hears you!"

"Calm down."

The pirate didn't care. He waved his hand and said to the old snake man:

"I will set sail and leave Zandalar soon, and I will probably not come back for a long time. I sincerely invite you devout snakemen to leave with me and take your holy objects with you.

I will find you a completely safe place to store your sacred objects.

I will help you find enough supplies and allies to help you become stronger until you are able to return to your homeland and execute those faithless traitors.

I will even help you resurrect your gods by helping each other, instead of letting the unbelievers do what they want to do and resurrect the beloved Seitaris as a dark loa.

This is something that would be beneficial to both of us, think about it, Prophet. "

The old snake man spits out snake letters.

It was thinking about Blake's invitation and seemed to be a little moved. After more than ten seconds, it looked at Blake and said:

"Outsider, you seem to know the history of Wharton very well, even better than us natives. If you are willing to answer a question for me, then we will be happy to leave this desert that raised us with you."

"Say it."

Blake opened his arms and said generously:

"I would be happy to answer all my friends' questions."

“Our fallen god, the beloved mysterious mistress Setalis, left us a mission. He told us that to protect Wodun is to protect the entire world.

My people have adhered to this creed for thousands of years.

They are proud of this, live on this, and fight on this. "

The old snake man said slowly:

"My question is, what reasons do you think I should use to convince my determined people to give up the great mission of protecting the world and serve a pirate?"

"this"

Garona's expression became strange.

This is obviously the old snake man's tactful expression of rejection.

She glanced at Blake, but found that the latter's expression did not change at all, and the movement of his eyes meant that the pirate captain was about to do bad things.

Blake snorted and said to the old snake man:

"This is very simple.

Because you have misunderstood the final oracular decree of the mysterious mistress Setaris from the very beginning, you believers will disappoint her very much.

Therefore, she sent me to guide you in the dark.

Don't think I'm lying to you. Calm down and listen to me tell you the truth. Snake Prophet, your ignorance makes Seitaris cry. "

PS:

The initial order was 1500, but it failed to reach 2000. It’s a pity that I can’t add ten more updates. I’ll add five more updates. I love you all.