Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"I previously learned an unconfirmed piece of intelligence through my 'eyes' that penetrated the Church of Storms."

In the Briarback Swamp in Stormsong Valley, a group of people from the "Dove Occupying Magpie's Nest" were hiding in the cave of a quilboar leader, exchanging information.

Blake first listened to the summary of Windrunner's mother and Xiao in detail, then rubbed his chin and said:

"My friend lurked in the Church of Storms with great perseverance and brought me valuable news. He told me that the sea sages of the Church of Storms were preparing a gift to Dai Lin not long ago. one's gift.

He also said that possessing that gift will make Dai Lin the real king of the sea. Combined with the information you have gathered, the gift should be presented in one of the three ceremonies in the next three days. Dai Lin.

Although I can't be 100% sure, I guess it should be an evil thing related to the power of the void.

They are likely to use this dangerous attempt to corrupt Dailin's will and turn him into a puppet of the Church of Storms. Those three items should be in the Sage's Fortress or the Temple of Storms now. "

Blake flexed his fingers and said:

"I plan to go to the Sage Fortress to check it out in person before the Holy Light Parade begins."

"Too dangerous!"

Windrunner’s mother shook her head to stop:

"The entire Stormsong Valley is filled with a dark atmosphere, and the quilboar people in Briarback Swamp where we are located, who have become more and more manic in recent months, seem to be affected.

As far as the seaside, the small village of Millstone also has traces of strange forces.

A few months ago, a tide washed out a dead shoal in the heart of the valley. Many people rumored that there was an inexplicable treasure there. The sea sages did not stop those who were greedy for treasure from hunting.

They even maintained order there.

I suspect those treasure hunters are also the targets of the sea sages.

But the dangers in the above places are nothing compared to the Sage Fortress. I personally went there twice to investigate, but I couldn't even enter their fortress gates. "

"General Lilesa is right. Not only are there a large number of sea sages and sea knights in that fortress, but the shadows in it seem to have been filtered out."

Shore stroked the dagger at his waist and said seriously to Blake:

“I went there in the darkest midnight to try to get in and see, but even in the darkest night, my connection with the shadows was disturbed.

Something dangerous lurks in the darkness of that fortress.

It waits in the shadows and is hungry. Everything that passes through the shadows will be regarded as food by it. It was a place shrouded and polluted by a deeper darkness, like the deepest, most chaotic abyss of the sea.

It not only tests your stealth skills, it also tortures your mind all the time.

I believe in your latent ability.

But Black, you'd better not take any chances, especially when the reinforcements you're looking for everywhere are about to arrive. It's not a good thing to alert the enemy. "

"I just went to see the 'gifts' they prepared."

pirate said:

"I am not so reckless as to disrupt all the steps I have prepared by carrying out a chaotic assassination before the war of my choice begins.

Don't worry, I'm just going to take a look.

As for the things lurking in the shadows in the fortress, I'm not bragging, but so far in this world, I'm afraid I'm the only one who can get in and out of there safely. "

Blake shrugged and said to the ranger mentor and assassin brothers in front of him:

"I always come prepared, you should trust me."

Windrunner's mother, Shore, and Nathanos looked at each other, and they made no attempt to stop Black. Shore and Nathanos whispered a few words.

He said:

"We'll go with you! What do you mean by that disgusted expression? Do you think the two of us will hold you back? You bastard!"

We will not go into the fortress with you.

But if your affairs go wrong, someone will help you and you can at least evacuate unharmed.

That `s a deal! "

"It's up to you."

The pirate blew out a smoke ring, spread his hands and said to his two brothers:

"I hope you two can keep up with my current pace. I'm not bragging, but I'm so much better now than before. Ordinary legends can't even punch me.

Oops, I'm so powerful now, it's hard to imagine how strong I will be once I enter the realm of legend?

The most powerful person among demigods?

Well, this name is a bit too grandiose, but there are so many benefits to laying a solid foundation."

Blake "glanced" at Shore and Nathanos in front of him and said:

"You two understand what I mean, right? Instead of rushing to cross the transcendental level before you are fully prepared, it is better to be patient and polish your skills.

After summing up the legendary power, try to break through more powerful life forms.

Weak people will always envy the power of legendary people, but in fact, the gap between legends is much wider than that between humans and dogs. "

This is a suggestion and perhaps a reminder.

Both Shore and Nathanos have reached this point.

Like Blake, they have touched the boundary of using the way of power to shape more powerful life forms, which is enough to advance from mortal power to the level of legend.

That is the derivation of the form transformation of inner power on the material level.

In Blake's view, it is more like an "evolution", growing from a sapling to a towering tree, and then from a towering tree to an entire forest.

That is the primary summary of the Path of Power and the starting point for the next stage. It is also the final form of most practitioners of the Path of Power.

After all, promotion from legend to demigod is not just a goal that can be achieved through self-effort.

The pirate turned to look at Miss Emeril Shadowguard who was helping Ryan Wolfwalker up next to him. He coughed and said softly:

"I apologize for the unpleasant words I just said, Ms. Shadow Guard. I didn't mean to disparage the Secret Path. I just...well, compared to a thousand years ago, you are indeed much weaker."

"It's true that the Watchers wanted to arrest you. You are really a nuisance!"

The tall legendary ranger Emeril Shadowguard shook his braid and said unhappily:

"I don't know where you learned about our story, but the weakness of the Secret Path is relative. Although I am not as wise and powerful as my mentor, we have never been lazy in our mission."

"Yes, yes, you are very responsible."

Blake pouted and said:

"When Quel'Thalas was at war with the Amani trolls thousands of years ago, you were all there. You didn't divide the camps based on the grievances between the Kaldorei and the Quel'dorei. Instead, you did your best to help the elves fight back. Troll attack.

You are a group of peacekeepers across races and factions.

Wherever the world needs you, you will be there.

From this point of view alone, it is enough to be admired. I can't do it anyway, and I will never do such a thankless thing.

But I’m very curious. During the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago, the last Hunting Master of the Secret Passage, your mentor, the legendary Sentinel Namulia Ringe, died in the Temple of Ahn’Qiraj. What did you do for her? Have you ever restrained your remains? "

“I really want my mentor to return home and be buried, but the place where she died in battle is too deep into the evil land, and her soul is trapped there and cannot return to the World Tree.

For the elves, it was simply the most horrific torture. "

Emeril pursed his lips and said:

"I have also gone there to check. But the seal left by the dragon separates the darkness from reality. That is not a place I can enter."

"Well, then I suggest you gather your troops and return to the Silithus Desert."

Blake flicked his fingers and said arrogantly:

"When your mentor died in battle, he did not have time to leave the supreme inheritance of the secret passage to you. Poor Miss Shadow Guard, you have been fighting in an incomplete hunting form.

No wonder I always feel like you're missing something.

Relying on your tireless efforts, you can preserve the inheritance of the Secret Path, but if you want to make it great again, you must complete the 'trial' left by Ms. Lin Ge.

Forged by fate by mistake, it is a trial for all hunters!

Believe me, I am a prophet. The reward you will get after completing this journey is definitely not just a set of armor or weapons. "

"Speak clearly!"

Emeril's expression became serious. She looked at the weak Ryan in her arms, reached out and grabbed Blake's wrist, and asked:

"Do you know what is hidden in the ruins of Ahn'Qiraj under the Silithus Desert?"

"I know, I know, and I understand the dangers of those things, but I still think you need to go there."

Blake rubbed his fingers gently and said:

"But if you want to get answers from me, then you have to show some sincerity. After all, it is very torturous for me, a prophet, to predict the future or the past.

It’s just that I have to be rewarded for my efforts, right? "

After saying that, he shook off the legendary ranger's hand, hummed a pirate song, and walked out of the cave talking and laughing with his two brothers.

After her disciple left, Windrunner's mother whispered to her old friend's disciple who was standing beside her in deep thought:

"You don't have to doubt the identity of my disciple. He is indeed a less serious prophet. I believe that the reminder he gave you must have its own truth.

But you'd better not act recklessly alone. No one knows my disciples better than me.

His predictions were accurate.

But every time it will be accompanied by his purpose. He will use prophecy to drive others to become his tools to achieve the results he wants to achieve.

You may not like being taken advantage of.

But I really recommend that you go to Silithus after you are ready. Even if there is no reward in his prophecy, freeing Lin Ge's soul will save you a worry. "

Having said this, Windrunner’s mother thought for a while and said:

"If I have time then, I will go with you. Lin Ge is my friend. She has helped my family and my country. I owe her a favor."

"Thank you, General Lyresa."

Emeril Shadowguard nodded, and she said:

"But I have to think carefully about this matter before I can make a decision. You should understand that Silithus and the Battle of Quicksand a thousand years ago are of great significance to Kaldorei.

That has even become a taboo.

If I want to uncover this scar, I must be fully prepared. As for Blake's sarcastic remarks, it is not a big problem.

The Secret Path is indeed in decline, and what he said is true, even though the tone of his voice really makes you want to punch him.

But we don't cover our eyes and pretend everything is fine.

We are not that vulnerable. "

Windrunner's mother nodded.

She didn't say anything more. She just apologized to Ms. Lane Wolfwalker on behalf of her disciple. The legendary ranger released his war beast. She didn't pursue the matter too much.

She got today's failure because she underestimated Blake.

It's a shame, but it's also a warning.

——

On the other side, while Blake and Windrunner's mother and others were exchanging information, another "work report" was about to begin at the temporary residence of the Uncrowded in the small town of Brennadan.

Among the druids who followed the secret passage to Stormsong Valley, a very inconspicuous elf was preparing materials for the natural ritual in his room.

The window of the room was open, and a black falcon flew across the sky quietly and landed on the edge of the window.

Miss Hilisa Black Crow stood by the window sill, looking around cautiously, and finally looked at the low-key druid in front of her who showed her age.

She pounced forward, and the natural magic floated in Shenjun's falcon form. In the entanglement of the aura and smoke, the falcon transformed into a tall and slender young elf with short hair and war patterns on his face.

Miss Black Crow is still Miss Black Crow.

However, her dress has changed compared to before. The most eye-catching change is that she wears a few beautiful falcon feathers as embellishments around her chic short hair.

Avina's holy emblem that originally hung on her chest was also moved to her waist, replaced by a sky emblem decorated with eagle feathers. On the middle finger of her right hand, there was also a simple seal shining with the light of the storm.

Miss Black Crow saluted the old Druid in the room with a bit of shame and a bit of eagerness. She whispered:

"Lord Moonclaw, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be watching over those Nightmare Walkers under the holy tree in Val'sharah?"

"If I don't come, Raptor Druid will lose a future legend."

The old druid replied with a smile.

He looked up and down at Miss Black Crow's form. After a few seconds, he said in surprise:

"How could the divine power of a Sky Loa be reborn in your body so meekly? How did you do it, little black crow? This almost impossible thing has happened to you.

There must be some trick to this, right?

Can you teach me? "

"Oh, what time has this happened? Lord Yuezhao, stop joking, I'm almost dying of anxiety."

Miss Hisali Black Crow covered her face and said in a shameful tone:

"During this period, I didn't dare to have any contact with other Raptor Druids. I have been hiding from the messengers from Moonglade. I was afraid that they would discover my abnormality and be scolded as Ms. Avina's rebellion.

I.

I have been tainted by the power of Ekilson, I am no longer pure. "

"No, no, no, this is not pollution, my poor child."

Shaun Moonclaw Archdruid, who was very senior in the Cenarion Order and even the generation of Malfurion Stormrage, shook his head. This legendary Archdruid pretended to be unusually low-key. Say softly:

"You can regard it as a blessing from nature. Although situations like yours are rare, they are not rare. Ten thousand years ago, a tauren hunter in the High Mountains was even more extreme than you.

He has divine powers bestowed upon him by at least seven different Loa.

I think you've heard of his name

Huon High Ridge.

A powerful hunter who blocks portals and kills demons, he is the most powerful warrior Azeroth can produce. Compared to Huon, your situation is weird, but it's not a big problem.

I am more curious about another thing than the pure power of the Falcon God in your body. "

Shaun Moonclaw put down the herbs in his hand, looked at Hisari Black Crow in front of him, and said in a serious tone:

"What is the relationship between you and that pirate? What is your current relationship with Black Shaw?"