Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"It's so lively here. Are the locals preparing for a celebration?"

Early the next morning, Ms. Emeril Shadowguard, who had just had breakfast at the temporary residence of the Uncrowned One, stood by the window and looked at the bustling town streets in front of her.

She saw locals on the street preparing for a large ceremony.

Strong men arranged colorful ribbons on the trees on both sides of the road, while women used carts to push carts of ritual supplies. Under the leadership of priests in robes, they piled the supplies in a fresh place. Next to the built high platform.

Even the children were beaming, following behind the nuns and helping them carry some incense and candles.

The whole town was mobilized, and some small vendors who were doing business even closed their stalls and came to help. The most peculiar thing was that everyone's faces were filled with expectations and smiles.

It's like a grand festival is coming.

"Is it an important holiday for the Kul Tiran people recently?"

Ms. Shadow Guard turned to look at Nathanos, who was sitting by the window repairing his bow. The latter curled his lips and said:

"I don't know, mentor, I am from Lordaeron, and this is also my first time coming to Kul Tiras."

"No, they're not celebrating a holiday."

A cold voice came from above.

Windrunner's mother, wearing a mask, strolled down the stairs and explained to her former close disciple:

"Three days later, His Majesty the Pope of the Holy Light Church Alonsos Fao will come to Brennadan and hold a grand Holy Light sermon in this small city.

Four days later, a princess title ceremony will be held in this city. The eldest daughter of the Proudmoore family, who has just returned recently, will be awarded a title by her king father in this city.

Five days later, the doctrinal debate between the Holy Light Church and the Church of the Storm will also be held here.

For the simple and tough people on this land, these three days will be much more lively than any festival. They are starting to decorate the venue now, and there will probably be many outsiders coming tomorrow. "

"So that's it, then I can understand it."

Ms. Shadow Guard nodded and said:

"The Lunar Festival that we hold every ten years is also so lively. At that time, Mount Hyjal will welcome countless pilgrims, and the Moon Priests will also make the celebration solemn and grand.

However, last night I heard you briefly describe the current situation in this land. I don't think there is the atmosphere for such a grand ceremony here. "

"Those threats are catastrophic to us."

General Lilesa reached out and touched the window in front of her. She looked at the beaming people outside the window and said:

"Ordinary people don't see shadows in the sun. They don't know anything about these threats. They shouldn't know. It does nothing but panic."

The shadow guard lady beside her nodded with deep understanding.

She clearly agreed.

After a few seconds, Windrunner's mother retracted her finger and whispered to Emeril:

"Can you please help me warn your companions? Especially the Moon Priest. She sneaked into my room last night and tried to purify me. I was merciful and knocked her unconscious and sent her out.

But it won't happen next time. "

"Well, you have to understand, religious fanatics are like that."

Emeril immediately felt embarrassed.

She whispered:

"Not everyone can accept an undead as a companion. Your resurrection from the dead with a dark aura is a taboo and blasphemous in the eyes of the Moon God Priests."

"That's their problem, not mine!"

Windrunner’s mother said coldly:

"If they bother me again, I will turn them into my kind. You may not know it, but the college where I work has already produced preliminary results in research on the transformation of undead.

I might be able to 'borrow' it.

Believe me, the corpse of a fresh Luna Priest will become the most desired 'material' for those madmen, and they will pay me a high reward for it. "

"Okay, I'll warn her."

Emeril didn't think Mother Windrunner was joking.

She made a serious promise, and just as the two were about to leave, a watcher's figure suddenly appeared next to the shadow guard.

The watcher glanced at Windrunner's mother with a wary look, and whispered something in Emeril's ear, causing the ranger's expression to change immediately.

"What's wrong?"

Windrunner's mother noticed the change in Shadow Guard's expression and asked.

"Ryan is missing."

Emeril grabbed his war bow and said in a serious tone:

"She left a message an hour ago saying that she noticed someone peering into the camp and went out to search alone. But she hasn't come back yet."

"Lin Ge has only been dead for a thousand years! Has the Secret Path fallen from the Hunter's Temple to an undisciplined third-rate organization?"

Lilesa's expression also became serious.

She scolded:

"I informed you of Stormsong's terrifying shadow last night. How dare she act alone? Perhaps it would be more appropriate to let her die outside, so as not to become a drag in the upcoming war."

"No, Ms. Lane Wolfwalker is a pretty powerful member of us."

Shadow Guard explained:

“She has long been the spokesperson and sentinel leader of the Secret Path in Kaldorei society, and is also an elite veteran of the Silver Winged Sentinels. She could have been awarded the rank of general, but she declined that honor.

She is a natural guardian from Ashenvale and would never be so reckless.

If it is really the dark aura that is causing trouble, she will definitely tell us in advance. The fact that she can go and track it alone shows that she believes that the guy spying on us is not one of those dark ones. "

"Ah, this is even worse."

Windrunner’s mother covered her eyes with a headache and said:

"If it's Blake.

Damn it!

My naughty disciple has a strange desire to play tricks on all elves, and as a master assassin, he hates the active pursuit of others.

That would be considered a provocation by him.

I hope he will be gentle this time! Maris! What are you doing standing there in a daze? Call Xiaoer, put on your magic disguise, and come with me quickly! "

Half an hour later, in the depths of Briarback Swamp outside the hills southeast of Brennadan, Mother Windrunner led Shore, Nathanos, and Emeril Shadowguard to kill ten people. Several wild boars blocking the road finally followed the "mark" deliberately dropped by the evil-minded Black and chased them all the way here.

This swamp is huge and surrounded by several hills. It is the biggest scourge of the local area - the wild land occupied by the wild boar people. The locals will never come here to play.

"Hey, mentor, and my two brothers, you responded quickly. It seems that you received my message, and you are still as sharp as before.

This is really touching. "

Deep in the Briarback Swamp, in a large cave that was supposed to be reserved for the wild boar leader to live, Black, who was sitting on a stone and drinking wine, saw everyone walking in and immediately cheered and opened his arms towards them.

Extremely enthusiastic.

If you ignore the elf ranger behind him who was knocked unconscious and hanging in the cave, still spinning, this enthusiasm would be even more touching.

Ms. Lane Wolfwalker's armor was pulled off, and her war spear and war bow were thrown to the ground, leaving only her close-fitting clothing.

Her two war beasts, a gray valley wolf and a white-spotted tiger, were both weakened by Blake's now mysterious trapping skills, and locked into the wooden cage where the wild boar people kept their captives.

Obviously, this legendary ranger, who was in a miserable posture and looked humiliated even in a coma, had failed.

Complete defeat.

The smelly pirate didn't even have any traces of battle on his body, let alone any injuries.

Beside him, two strange dwarfs followed, making Maris' eyes widen.

This was the first time he saw the mechanical gnome, and Shore, who was shadowed by the "black technology" of the mechanical gnome, took an inaudible step back. The last time he suffered a loss at the hands of these dwarfs with strange technologies was enough for Shore to learn to be cautious.

"Put her down! She's a companion! What a look."

Windrunner's mother scolded.

Blake shrugged, and the magic eyeball on his shoulder glanced at Ryan Wolfwalker who was hanging there above, and he curled his lips and said:

"But that's not what she said.

She didn't listen to my explanation when we met. She said that I had committed a crime against the Kaldorei and was planning to arrest me. She also said that after the trial, she would guide me to join the secret passage.

Haha, what a joke.

Can a small secret passage accommodate a 'big shot' like me?

Especially after Ms. Nymuria Ringe died in the Battle of Quicksand, this organization has been on a downward path for a thousand years.

Am I right?

Miss Shadow Guard, don't pout, I'm not mocking you.

I'm just telling the truth. "

The stinky pirate sat back on his rock, spread his hands and said:

"A thousand years ago, even General Shandris Feathermoon was an honorary member of the Secret Path, but what about now? There is not even a single outstanding elf hunter by name.

Old Hemet was one, but he was a dwarf.

The 'Batman' I gave him is considered one, but unfortunately he is an orc.

There is nothing else.

And this lady, Lane Wolfwalker, probably stayed in the continent of Kalimdor for too long, causing her to be ignorant of the technological power of the new era. "

Blake picked up a small electric disk from his hand, threw it in his hand, and said:

"I didn't even hold on to the bow, I just used a jetpack and an electric shock trap to subdue her. Wow, you elf hunters are really tired of learning this aspect."

"Hey, Captain, the number of electric shock traps you just sprinkled is enough to paralyze a giant dragon."

Trixie whispered next to her:

"This elf is just in a coma, which is powerful enough."

"Shh, I'm talking, shut up!"

Blake gave her a stern look, but unfortunately he had an eyepatch on so Trixie couldn't catch his expression.

"Okay, Blake, let's get down to business, time is of the essence."

Windrunner's mother shook her head and said something in a serious tone. The magic eyeball on Black's shoulder glanced at Miss Shadow Guard, who was holding the bow and saying nothing.

He shrugged.

Okay, what I just said was indeed a bit hurtful.

This "little girl" among the elves took over the inheritance from her mentor, single-handedly supported the entire organization, and sought to bring the lonely secret passage back to its peak. She was already considered a very powerful person.

This girl actually has a good personality and has a wide range of friends. She helped players a lot during her gaming career.

"I was wrong, and I apologize. There is a lot to be done in the secret way."

Blake stood up and said something, then threw out a shadow flying knife and broke the vines binding Ryan Wolfwalker.

"Stop pretending, Mr. Wolfwalker, you woke up five minutes ago, holding a skinning knife in your hand and preparing to sneak attack me, but your 'faking death' skill is really amazing."

The smelly pirate took a sip of wine, pointed to his ear, and said:

"If it weren't for my keen hearing, I would have been deceived by you."

"It's better not to apologize. It's not sincere at all."

Nathanos complained.

Windrunner's mother ignored these things and looked around.

This place is very secluded, and Blake certainly didn't choose it randomly. There are no tide sages stationed nearby, and there are wild boar people outside to cover it. It is a good place to talk.

"Let's take a look at this map first."

General Lilesa handed a map he drew by himself to Blake. The latter took it in his hand and opened it, and his expression turned ugly. He said:

"It's only been more than a year, but the situation has already gotten this bad?"

"It's worse than you think."

Shore was playing with a small throwing knife and said:

“The Church of Storms seems to have sensed that a storm is coming, and since ten days ago, they have been sending their members out for various reasons.

Judging from the information collected by the Uncrowned One's informants, the number of high-level sea sages remaining in the Temple of Storms is less than two-thirds of what it was at its peak, and those who were sent the farthest away are now estimated to have reached the South China Sea.

Even so, their local control has not been weakened at all.

Among the mountains north of Brennadan, the defense of the Sage Fortress has been greatly strengthened in recent days. Many sea sages come and go there. The power of the sea protects it and our people cannot get in at all.

I can only guess that they are planning a conspiracy.

Finally, here it is. "

Shore threw over a letter.

Blake opened it and took a look. It seemed like it was just a normal greeting, but when he saw that the recipient of the letter was "Duke" Farrewell, the largest maritime merchant in Kul Tiras, the pirate immediately raised his eyebrows.

He said:

"Are you planning to make a desperate move? Or are you trying to jump over the wall? I have always known that Hai Xian has secret connections with some big merchants, but to take this step is a bit too much, right?

This is naked treason!

Dai Lin will not let this behavior go. "

"Unless the Haixians are sure to turn Dai Lin into one of their own before this terrible thing breaks out."

Windrunner's mother said in a faint tone:

“Or maybe get rid of him ruthlessly and support the coronation of a new king who is easier to control.

Anyway, the system of the Kul Tiras navy and sea sages has been perfected for a long time. Whether or not Dai Lin is there will not affect the combat effectiveness of the fleet too much. Dai Lin is too strong, so he is not the best candidate for a puppet.

Based on the investigation conducted by Shaw and me during this period, it is obvious that the Church of Storms feels some kind of threat.

Perhaps it was the threat from you that made them prepare.

If they cannot completely control Kul Tiras in one fell swoop, it would be in their interests to stir up chaos in the sea and create a situation more favorable to them.

The Church of Storms is not a fool, my disciple.

You secretly promoted the oppression of the Holy Light Church and released the water elemental monarch Neptulon. All of this made them feel the malice directed against them.

They've already started taking action. "

"It's a very good response. Unfortunately, it's too late. They should have been faster."

Blake flicked the letter in his hand and said with a sneer:

"Well, the storm has blown, right here on this land, and I want to give them a gift to 'repay' those rats for everything they have done for me and this country.

They should pray.

All prayers to their evil master to survive the storm I have created. But unfortunately, they can't escape.

As autumn approaches, Stormsong Valley is destined to gain a few new graves. "