Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Lothar is very busy.

After being embraced by death, he gained near-eternal life, but he felt that time was running out, so His Majesty the Lich King became a dog that took the initiative to get involved.

He leads by example and is not willing to waste a minute on useless things.

Therefore, after gathering the death navy in the waters of Quel'Thalas that he was very satisfied with, His Majesty Lothar handed over control of the fleet to his admiral.

He himself took his three Apocalypse Knights and the Death Knights of the Iron Horse Brotherhood to the coast of Quel'Thalas, preparing for his "Northern Border Patrol."

He couldn't even get around to meeting Black, and the pirate didn't seem to have any intention of saying anything to Losado.

After having a simple but gunpowder-smelling dinner with little Gianna and her family on Fenner's ship "Queen of the Golden Sword", this annoying guy quietly disappeared under the night of the Elf Kingdom. .

His "The Evil of the World" had already left this sea area before and returned to Mechagon's home port for repairs and reinforcements in all aspects.

Although this voyage was fruitful, the ship still had "a few hundred million" minor problems that needed to be adjusted.

The mechanical gnomes are very obsessed with the perfect form of this ship. They regard it as an epoch-making work of engineering. This group of ingenious mechanics will not allow any flaws in the evil ship of this world.

Of course, following them back was a shameless troll pirate god.

Garboa seems to be afraid that Black will regret it, so he insists on pushing the transformation process of his Reaper to the front end of the Mechagon production line.

To this end, he even wanted to bribe Prince Erazmin with money.

Of course, this damn request was rejected by the upright dwarf prince.

However, Mechagon still reached a "cooperation agreement" with the old troll. There were few mechanical gnomes, and many of the materials they needed were monopolized by the goblin consortium.

Therefore, the Mechanical Prince asked Gaboya to teach "a lesson" to those goblins who kept maliciously raising prices.

For this job, Gaboa said it was a piece of cake. Anyway, he needed money to complete the renovation of the Reaper. Isn't this a sleepy pillow?

As we all know, goblins are the richest!

Moreover, goblins are generally rich and unkind, and they can all be killed!

Of course, Gaboa also wanted to avoid disaster by sending his ship to Mechagon for renovation.

In this great sea battle, he stood completely on the opposite side of the Sky Wall, helping the Hydraxia water elementals to defeat the wind elemental army.

With the Wind Rider's insane state and pettiness, if Gaboa doesn't find a place to hide, he might be directly visited by the Eternal Wind Legion to "give him warmth" tomorrow.

Anyway, a naval battle changes a lot of things, and its influence takes time to spread.

At night in Quel'Thalas, Dailin, who was standing on the coast, watched with complicated emotions as her Sea King was driven away from the sea by a group of excited pirates called by Fenna.

The naughty daughter of her family even couldn't wait to write the name of the "Golden Sword Queen" on the sail to declare her great cause of defeating Dai Lin.

"My daughter has grown up."

Next to Dai Lin, Mrs. Jin Jian said awkwardly:

"Don't take it too seriously. I still have some personal money. When we return to Kul Tiras, I will pay to build you an identical ship."

"There will never be another King of the Seas in the world."

Dai Lin glanced at the mast fragments belonging to the King of the Sea that he held in his hand. He smiled and whispered:

"My ship was taken away, and my career as a seaman was over. My sons and daughters worked together to send me out of the battlefield of this sea. They hoped that I would stay in my hometown and become a good king, and not interfere with the next era. great cause.

so be it.

Anyway, I am indeed old.”

"It's better to be cruel and become an undead, Dai Lin."

The voice of the old Marshal Bali came from the dark night. Dailin looked back and saw Admiral Death, wearing an old Kul Tiras military uniform and a worn-out three-cornered hat, walking towards him.

He seemed full of energy.

Apart from his eyes that burned with blue flames, he was almost the same as he had been when he was alive.

"Only after death will you understand the generosity and kindness of death to us old men."

Marshal Barre said in his hollow voice:

"When I was still alive, I had to go to the toilet twice a night, and I had to control my food intake every time I ate to avoid embarrassing situations. Maybe you don't know, but I almost couldn't control my damn bladder during a certain meeting.

The injury I suffered back then caused severe pain in my legs every rainy day, my teeth were almost gone, I could no longer see anything in my left eye, and my heart would stop for a few seconds at some point in the night.

Death is not hell, I was already suffering in hell before that.

But old age is a kind of punishment, Dai Lin, a punishment that can truly be experienced and felt.

Especially for people like us.

When you are so old that you can't even control your own urine, you will realize that death is nothing compared to this cruel torture.

We can't die in a bed full of excrement.

Even to the end of our lives, we must pursue our dignity

So I advise you, before you suffer from insomnia and hair loss all night long, and you can't even chase the enemy, end it yourself as soon as possible, and then you will be like me, and you will seem to be back to the age of twenty with endless energy.

Apart from being troubled by those tepid memories, the period after my death was the most comfortable time I have lived in the past ten years. "

As he spoke, Marshal Barry let out a weird and cold laugh. He pulled out a cold ice crystal dagger from his waist and stuffed it into Dai Lin's hand.

He patted Dai Lin on the shoulder as before and said softly:

"When you feel that you are about to lose your dignity and dignity, use this thing to hit your heart hard, so that you can embrace death as a mighty warrior instead of an old and decrepit person.

Don't be afraid, let me, someone who has experienced it, tell you.

It doesn't hurt as much as you think. "

"You old dog!"

Dai Lin was not angry either. He laughed and threw the dagger into his bag. He said:

"I've only heard of people being advised to live a good life, but I've never seen people being advised to die. What kind of dog can say such damn words? I'm different from you, you lonely wretch.

I have my wife, I have my kids, I have my family.

I haven't lived enough yet! "

"Tsk, tsk, it's hard to imagine that this is what a man who has just been beaten to the ground by his own daughter would say."

Old Marshal Barry said sarcastically:

"I heard that your son is not even interested in beating you. How can you have the nerve to continue living when you are a failure? I think you should just die.

Be kind to yourself, Dai Lin.

I'm curious, how did you convince yourself to accept such humiliation? "

"If you don't regard the burden of your family as a humiliation."

Dai Lin shrugged and said:

"Besides, I am willing, do you care? Go and lead your death fleet. I want to see what you, an old dog, can do with this death fleet?"

"You'll see."

Old Marshal Barry snorted, turned and walked into the darkness. He said:

"During your funeral, I will take my fleet to mourn you. Your son will not allow your soul to fall into our hands. He may arrange a happy ending for you in the world of the dead.

But we will continue to wait in this world until the day when the eternal garrison ends.

farewell.

Daelin Proudmoore.

farewell.

My admiral. "

"We will meet again in that world full of war, old Barry."

Dai Lin shouted into the darkness:

"At that time, let's fight again to see who will be the general and who will be the adjutant! I'm sorry, I didn't give you a chance to decide the outcome. Although I gave it a sure result, the result would be the same, but at least it would make you Be more respectful when you talk to me.”

"Haha, what is the name of a loser dog?"

Old Barry's hollow voice came from afar, he said:

"You will definitely lose. I won't show mercy next time."

"Hahaha"

The laughter of the two old men echoed in the desolate night almost at the same time. After the night was quiet, Dai Lin coughed twice and said to Mrs. Jinjian:

"Go to your manor and rest for a night. Since Lothar is going to meet the kings, I have to attend too."

——

"What? Marshal Lothar has entered Northern Territory, and King Terenas is inviting all the kings to go to Stratholme?"

In the distant city of the Kingdom of Stormwind, Grand Duke Bolvar Fordragon was walking in his manor with his daughter in his arms, when he received a piece of news that was not good news.

He suddenly frowned, thinking of King Varian's recent bad situation, he felt that it was best not to let Varian participate in this meeting.

But the next moment, the guard sent to report the news told the Grand Duke even worse news.

"Your Majesty the King, he. He has already set off! He did not alert anyone and set off alone."

"What!"

The grand duke raised his voice several times in an instant, frightening the little girl in his arms to cry. The duke was in a hurry to coax the child, and then lowered his voice and said to the guard:

"Quick! Let Archmage Marin lead people to chase him back immediately. Your Majesty's current state of mind will see that something will happen to Marshal Lothar! Let Xiao follow him and be sure to bring him back!"

"As you command!"

The royal guards immediately turned around and rushed out of the manor. In less than ten minutes, the leader of MI7 and the Archmage of Stormwind arrived in Stratholme through the portal.

They want to bring His Majesty Varian back to the country, who is in poor condition.

But what was unexpected was that Varian Wrynn, who had clearly set out before, did not arrive in Northern Xinjiang. The teleportation mages in Stratholme did not sense that the teleportation gate of Stormwind City was opening in the city.

In other words, His Majesty Varian must have encountered an accident during the teleportation process. This situation made everyone, including Shaw, paralyzed.

Damn it!

Their king is missing! Or disappeared in the teleportation accident. This situation has happened many times in the past, and the fate of those who were lost in space, well, it can only be said that it is not very healthy.

But, where is Varian Wrynn now?

"Wow, wow"

The cold sea water washed over the young man's arms and legs at night, causing this haggard young man with a disheveled beard and hair that had not been taken care of for a long time to suddenly open his eyes at a certain cold touch.

The act of forcibly interrupting the teleportation and having the teleportation point abruptly changed by the unstoppable magic made his mind still filled with a dizzy feeling at this time.

It was like being hit on the head with a stick.

If Varian Wrynn wasn't also a very talented paladin, the sequelae of this teleportation trek alone would be enough to keep him in bed for a week.

Although he had a bad time and his mentality collapsed, Varian still had the instinct to fight when he encountered danger. The moment he came to his senses, he reached for the sword at his waist.

But it came up empty.

"Are you looking for this?"

A familiar voice, full of ridicule and ridicule, sounded from the rocks on the beach not far from Varian. The young king was so angry that he stood up from the sea.

He called for the Holy Light to come, and the golden flames instantly evaporated the water stains on his clothes, making him look like an angry avenger.

He stared at Black, who was leaning against the strange stone. The latter was playing with Varian's royal sword. There was a large lobster stuck on the top of the blade, which was being roasted on the bonfire.

Regardless of this guy's identity, this scene really looks like a picnic at night.

And the surrounding environment is also very strange.

Varian saw the forest in front of the coast. They were trees that did not exist in the Kingdom of Stormwind. They looked like maple leaves. There was only one place in the eastern continent where such a large-scale maple leaf forest existed.

Is this some remote coast in Quel'Thalas?

"You must be wondering why you could end up unconscious on the desolate coast of Quel'Thalas when you step into the portal from the Kingdom of Stormwind to Stratholme?"

Black did not look back at Varian Wrynn, who was walking toward him angrily. He picked up some seasonings from his hand and sprinkled them on the barbecued lobster to make the delicious food exude a better aroma.

He said:

"I did it. I got a great new staff. I can forcefully pull you to any place in the world regardless of any teleportation rules.

You should be grateful that I didn't send you directly into the deep sea or into a volcano

But speaking of it, as a king, why do you always like to act alone?

This is not a good habit.

Do you think you are awesome?

Do you think you can deal with all the dangers in this world with a sword made by a dwarf? My lovely child king who cannot even protect his adoptive father and biological father. "

"Shut up!"

Black's words undoubtedly angered Varian, and the guy definitely did it on purpose.

The angry young king called for the Holy Light to hit Black with his bare hands, but the latter just tore open the roasted lobster legs that were making noise and tasted the delicious food without paying any attention to the attack from behind.

When Varian's fist approached the pirate, General Carl, who was hiding next to Black and disguised as a stone, suddenly attacked with a fist.

The demigod stoneborn's punch directly shattered the holy light around Varian, sending him flying out and falling into the cold sea water.

The Stoneborn had competed with the Naaru in Revendreth, and no one was better at dealing with creatures of the Holy Light than them.

"Look, I said, this world is very dangerous, my poor child King, you obviously haven't realized this yet."

Blake grabbed the fragrant lobster legs and stood up. While eating, he said to Varian, who rushed up from the water with a roar:

"Okay, stop acting like a child and calm down, descendant of the Wrynn family."

"I want to talk to you about something, uh, to be precise, my Majesty wants to talk to you about something, about the long-lost sword of the Emperor, Stromkar War Destroyer."

The pirate looked at the angry wet king in front of him. He took a big bite of the big lobster, blinked and said:

"Tell me, Varian Wrynn, do you want to be Emperor? Or let me put it another way, do you want to be High King of the Alliance? Don't be reserved, just say it.

I will help you realize your wish.

I'm going to impress everyone with the last time I was this generous, so seriously, think about it. "