Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Now, we agreed."

On the outskirts of Silverpine Forest, Black spread his hands and said to the hooded old orc Ner'zhul with a pensive look on his face:

"Before you leave Azeroth, give me what I need, and I will fulfill my promise. If everything in the world goes forward as I predicted, you will have enough time to see me fulfill my promise.

If I break my promise, you're welcome to beat me up. "

"Why do you think I will agree to you? This condition seems to me to be too harsh."

The old orc was leaning on his staff and riding on his old warg whose hair was almost falling out. He said hesitantly:

"I have to give my last thing first, but what I get in exchange is an agreement that I don't know whether it can be fulfilled, and even if you fulfill it, I won't see any benefit.

If you dare to make such a request, it means that you are sure that you can get away with it even in the worst case scenario.

I don't trust you. "

"This is simple. Don't you mean to find a supervisor who can make both of us feel at ease?"

The pirate laughed, stretched out his hand, and the djinn's elemental emblem fell into his hand.

He grabbed a handful of air coins from his bag and threw it on the emblem. The next moment, as the breeze blew, the djinn god Al Abbas dressed as Asan appeared in front of the two of them.

When the elemental demigod, who was still weak before, reappeared, his aura was much stronger. It seemed that the air coins sent by Blackman World had indeed brought a lot of elemental magic to Al Abbas to restore his strength.

"Well, my dear trader Black, what else do you need from the humble Al Abbas?"

The djinn was in a good mood when he was summoned.

It closed its paws and made a strange courtesy, then looked at the old orc Ner'zhul next to Blake. Before this guy was crippled, he was a master shaman. His sense of elements was clearer and more accurate than that of a pirate. .

When Al Abbas appeared, the old orc immediately straightened his back and used a complex and ancient etiquette to pay his highest respect to the ancient elemental lord in front of him.

"I ask you to be a witness."

The pirate told the story again, and the djinn nodded. He was not dissatisfied with this small service. Instead, he stretched out his paw, placed it in front of Black and Ner'zhul, and said businesslikely:

"To witness this important contract, I need to allocate some energy to pay attention to Black at all times. This is an unfair treatment to my other traders, so I have to charge an extra amount of 'occupancy fee'.

Each person who witnesses the contract will receive 10,000 air coins, and the occupation fee will be calculated ten years from now, and the total amount of Chenghui will be 50,000 air coins."

"Hey, you agreed to give me a discount last time."

The pirate held his bag specially used to store air coins distressedly and muttered:

"We are all so familiar, can't we accept less?"

"That's not okay. Public is public and private is private."

The djinn god Al Abbas shook the free lower body unique to elemental creatures, folded his arms and said:

"I have been seeking the priesthood of 'trading', so I must be fair. I'll give you a discount and give me a total of 55,000 air coins."

After saying that, it looked at Ner'zhul again and said:

"Within ten years after the contract is established, if my transaction partner Black Shaw cannot fulfill his promise, I will take his life as agreed and transform him into an elemental creature to serve as my attendant.

Before you leave Azeroth, if you cannot give all the knowledge about the aura of death to my traders, I will also transform you into an elemental creature and stay in this world forever.

Do you have any objection? "

"Fair enough, I have no objection."

Ner'zhul nodded, looked at Black again, hesitated, and said awkwardly:

"This. I don't have the air coins used for transactions. Can I."

"Of course, I can advance the payment for you."

The pirate snorted, threw an air coin to Ner'zhul, pointed at Dalaran, and said:

"But you have to pay it back later. I'll lend you 30,000 pieces. If you can't pay it back within seven days, I'll give you a third. There are a lot of good things in there, so remember to grab more.

Oh, right.

Don’t forget to pay me the ‘handling fee’ when you pay back the money.

Also, this is only the first phase of the contract. If we both think it’s okay later, I still have a ‘big business’ to discuss with you. "

As he spoke, Black simply threw his bag of air coins to the djinn, pointed behind him, and said:

"I haven't counted the money, but it's definitely enough, and it's a lot more. I'm going to buy another service. There are two guys chasing me, help me delay them.

Also, bring me back that woman’s magic bag and full body armor, leaving only her underwear! No, don’t leave your underwear on either! I want Maiev to be a good subordinate and experience the ‘refreshing’ feeling of being robbed!

Ha, if I can’t cure Maiev, I can’t cure you? "

"Well, the money you gave us can only buy them thirty minutes of delay. If we need to get additional equipment, we only have fifteen minutes left."

The Djinn shook the magic bag up and down and said in a pleasant tone:

"Don't you think about asking me to help you kill someone?

My wonderful client Blake Shaw, all you have to do is write me an IOU and I'll be happy to help you get rid of those two little bugs. Of course, according to what you just said that won my heart, if the money is not paid within seven days, I will charge 'a little more'.

But since your ability to make money is so terrifying, this IOU is no threat to you, so think about it. "

"It's not necessary for now, fifteen minutes is enough."

The empty-pocketed pirate shrugged and said:

"There is still use in keeping them. Stop talking nonsense, cunning and shrewd djinn, let's get to work."

"okay."

Al Abbas was not angry because Black said it was treacherous. For a powerful creature seeking to seize the priesthood of trade, "treacherous" and "shrewd" were clearly complimentary words.

It laughed and turned into a breeze and disappeared.

Ten seconds later, a woman's frightened and shy scream came from the forest, as if a good girl had encountered a big pervert blocking the road in an alley at night.

At the same moment, a war-scarred Warden Moon Night Armor, along with a Warden cloak, two Shadow Moon Blades, and a four-month cloth backpack appeared at Blake's feet with a bang.

"Hahaha"

The unscrupulous pirate laughed and held two moon blades in his hands. He whistled proudly and said:

"Isn't this back in my hands? You have maintained the weapon so well and delivered it to me again. Should I say thank you to you? My dear Ms. Nasa.

Hahaha, today is really a happy day where I have done all the bad things. "

As he spoke, Black threw all the Warden suits into his bag, made a "bye bye" gesture to the stunned old orc Ner'zhul, threw out his hook and jumped towards Dalaran.

At the same time, he did not forget to leave a message and said:

"I know what you are thinking, my new friend, but when making a deal with the djinn, you must be cautious and cautious, lest you lose yourself."

Watching Black disappear, the old orc went deeper into the forest to sense where a strange whirlwind was winding and blowing, trapping the two legends and unable to escape.

This scene made Ner'zhul squint his eyes, and a glimmer of light shone in his cloudy eyes. After a few seconds, he placed the air coin given by Black into his palm and rubbed it gently.

"Buzz"

Al Abbas, who had returned, appeared again and greeted in Orc language:

"So, my 763rd trader, what kind of deal do you want to do with me when you summon the humble Al Abbas?"

"I'd like to make an inquiry."

The old orc gritted his teeth and said:

"How much does the core of the Four Element Lord cost?"

"Well, what a terrible deal. If I hadn't escaped from the sky wall, elemental creatures like me would be frightened when they heard this request."

The djinn shook his body made of wind and made a joke that was not funny.

It raised its paw, pointed at the divine elemental evil that was raging outside Dalaran, and said businesslikely:

"That level, two million air coins per piece. I can't get anything less than one million, even if the quality is higher. This is a lot of money. I advise you to consider it carefully. one time.

The price of making a deal with me is terrible if you can't pay it. "

"My second question is, in addition to being able to shape air coins by extracting enchanted items, can they also be generated using pure energy?

Are there any requirements for the properties of energy? "

The old orc asked again.

The genie hesitated this time and said:

"I feel that you are thinking about something very scary, which makes even an elemental creature like me feel scared. But I will tell you, yes!

The production of air coins has no special requirements for energy properties.

But you need to create a replica of my lamp first.

The more advanced the energy extraction, the more sophisticated the replica lamps required. When an energy creature of demigod or above is transformed, my original baby lamp needs to be extracted personally. "

Hearing this answer, Ner'zhul laughed twice.

He nodded with satisfaction and said:

"I understand. I will prepare the payment in advance. In addition, I need to make an appointment for a service with you. I will contact you later."

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"The dead have entered the city! The orcs have entered! Defend quickly! Find the Archmage!"

At this moment, Dalaran has become a mess. The buildings at the city gate were set on fire, and black smoke rose in the afternoon sky. Trolls, snakes, and black knights entered the city and each went to do his or her own thing. "Big Event", even though they didn't merge, they didn't cause more chaos in the city.

But the death knights and orc warlocks who then rushed into the city were not so "peaceful".

The deep hatred between humans and orcs was also vividly reflected at this moment. When they saw that the orcs were also trying to "take advantage of the situation," the assembled battle mages gave up their pursuit of the snakemen and trolls almost instantly, and came over in droves. Fuck the orcs.

A large-scale fierce battle broke out between the two sides in the Fountain Square, but the mage soon fell into a disadvantage.

Because orcs can resurrect the dead!

It's not a temporary resurrection like a death knight, but under the urging of some weird force that they don't understand at all, the recently dead enemies and their own people are resurrected into almost permanent undead.

Some high-level mages can skillfully use magic to counterattack the moment they are resurrected. Under such circumstances, the mages are quickly overwhelmed and defeated.

This was even when Ner'zhul almost never fought in person, but only used the aura of death to support the front line.

In just ten minutes, the mages saw the ultimate power of the orcs' spiritualism, which they had dismissed as evil.

The more we fight on our side, the less we fight, and the more we fight on the enemy's side, the more we fight.

Who can withstand this?

Things are bad enough in the city, but outside the city things are not getting better at all.

The evil god Galva'zt released by the snake people has dragged the archmage Ansrem Ruinvivor and the archmage Vargas outside the city. Kael'thas went to support him, but he didn't get a good response. results.

The main reason is that this guy is an elemental creature, naturally rough-skinned and thick-bodied, and extremely resistant to magic. It itself is derived from the powerful Loa, the mysterious mistress Setaris, who died thousands of years ago.

The powerful Loa controlled the thunder of the entire Zandalari. The divine power that could not be dissipated after her death, regret and resentment condensed into such a monster.

It has a body as rough and ruthless as the Great Desert of Vodun, like a giant shaped by yellow sand.

Only the quicksand on the upper body is suspended in the air, as if it is constantly in a cycle of condensation and dissipation, constantly making weird roars like thunder, and every time its black and blue claws are raised, it will trigger thunder.

It has no sanity.

After being released by the snake people, it has been pouring power towards Dalaran. The release of this power created chaotic hurricanes and thunderstorms, completely changing the climate near Dalaran City and a small half of Lake Lordaemir.

If it is not stopped and this monster is allowed to continue to release its divine power, Dalaran, which may not be able to hold up the barrier due to the magic blockage, will really be razed to the ground in the thunderstorm.

"Wow, another divine monster, I like it."

Blake's figure appeared on the damaged city wall of Dalaran. He looked forward at the fierce battle between the mages and the elemental gods. The Eye of Kilrogg on his shoulder blinked, hesitated for a few seconds, and then blew. whistle.

He put the elemental emblem in the palm of his hand and rubbed it. Al Abbas appeared for the third time today. Before the djinn could speak, Blake pointed at the evil element in front of him and said:

"I can only offer 50,000 air coins. This is all I have in stock. I don't ask you to kill that evil creature. My demand is very simple. Just wait here.

When that godly evil is weakened to the point where it is equivalent to the services that can be purchased with 50,000 air coins, you help me kill it and bring me its elemental heart. "

"No, this is opportunistic!"

The Djinn sternly rejected Black's trade request.

But then, it shook its head again and said:

"But because you are an old customer and the best customer I have at present. Therefore, I will give you some privileges. If you make an IOU with me and promise to give me one hundred thousand air coins, I will be willing to spend my time. Wait a minute."

"IOU, right?"

The pirate had a dull face, took out a piece of paper and scrawled an IOU for 50,000 air coins, threw it to the djinn, and said:

"You wait here, I will pay off the IOU tomorrow. Don't even think of becoming my creditor, and don't even think of selling me favors. Who in this world doesn't know that debts of favor are the hardest to repay."

After saying that, Blake turned and left.

But after taking a few steps, he ran back and snatched the IOU from the hand of the Djinn God. He modified a few arrears figures and handed it back to the Deng God and said:

"Anyway, I've already borrowed it, so let's buy a tailwind service by the way. My ship is still a little far away from the coast of Silver Pine Forest. Help it and let it arrive within twenty minutes, okay?"