Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Please send him back."

Blake looked at Dailin at his feet who was struck by the sleeping magic out of exhaustion. He pursed his lips, turned back to Baku, who was straightening his head behind him, spitting out a snake letter and staring at him, and said:

"Just take it to the seaside of Stormsong Valley. If it's too much trouble, you can throw it into the sea. Anyway, no one from the Proudmoore family will drown."

"You humans are really interesting."

This guy Baku can speak human words. He is a demigod after all, so talking is a piece of cake. But it prefers to play tricks, relying on its strong mental power to play tricks of reflecting words in the mind.

It coiled up its huge body, almost occupying half of the bottom floor of the Storm Furnace, and spit out a faint green fluorescent snake message, saying to Blake:

"Is he really your father? Are you really his son?"

"What? Don't we look alike?"

Blake asked unhappily while holding his pipe in his mouth.

"You humans all look the same to me. How do I know if you look alike? But the eyes are very similar."

Baku shook his head, circled his body around Black, cast his shadow on the pirate, and said:

"But since they are father and son, why are they fighting again? Is there any deep hatred between you?"

"The relationship between us is very complicated, and you, a snake, can't understand it."

The stinky pirate waved his hand, not wanting to talk too much about this issue, so he took the initiative to change the topic and said:

"Are you satisfied with the new home I found for you?"

"Satisfied, that's quite satisfactory, it couldn't be better."

When this question was mentioned, the snake's eyes immediately lit up and it said:

"As you said, this place is full of the aura of the void, and it is in the deep sea. It is just the right place for me to recover from my injuries. After you leave, I will seal the entrance to the island, and then seal the Vashjir end. The cowardly sea snake called over to guard the door for me.

Let him sleep comfortably for hundreds of years first.

You don’t know that in my world, even when sleeping, I have to be vigilant at all times not to be swallowed by foreign objects in the void. I haven’t had a good rest in many years. "

"You still want to sleep? You can't just give up."

Blake picked up the Abyss Trident on the ground, curled his lips and said:

"Didn't the Human Tide Order make an agreement with you? You want to serve as a platform for the Holy Beast in the Endless Sea, and behind that are the Hydrasian Legion and the Tide Hunters.

If you mess up, just show the elemental monarch's temper, and you can sleep peacefully in the future. "

"Hey, with your mortal wisdom, do you think I can't even think of this?"

Baku opened his mouth triumphantly and sprayed out a ball of green poisonous fire towards the other end. As Blake watched in astonishment, the green flame floated and flipped in the air, quickly forming a clone of Baku's power.

Similar to the magic clone summoned by the ancient blue dragon Senegos using the Dragon Whistle for his granddaughter Xiaoxing to defend herself, they all have a certain degree of combat effectiveness.

It is much more powerful than the magical illusions of the Illusion School.

"I was too weak before to use these natural powers, but now I have recovered a lot."

Moon Eater snorted, flicked his tail and said:

"Just let these power clones do the little things of pretending to be powerful. I'll sleep with you, and I'll come forward when I encounter troubles that they can't solve.

I am a noble demigod! He's not a tide hunter. "

"Then you are really good at it."

The pirate gave a thumbs up, waved to Baku, praised him, and then stepped forward to pick up Mavera, who was resting against the wall, and take him away.

This is my biggest "gain" from this trip.

As a prison warden, he finally has a serious prisoner.

But before leaving, Blake paused. He looked back at Dai Lin, who was lying there sleeping peacefully. After thinking about it, he took something out of his bag and threw it away.

"Are you sure you don't want to say a few more words to him?"

Moon Eater shook his head and said:

"That guy must have a lot to say to you. Even if I'm just a snake, I can feel the things hidden in his heart. It must be very heavy."

"You still know that you are a snake?"

Blake said angrily:

"Then be your snake and stay out of the business of us humans!"

After saying that, he took the prisoner Maiev, who was weak enough to walk and had to be supported by him, towards the "back door" of Baku's lair, which was the wall that Baku had knocked open before.

On the way out of the Flesh Temple, Blake looked at the shattered elf sword in his hand with distress. Only the hilt and less than a third of the sword that was chopped into pieces by Dai Lin with the trident were left. blade.

The remaining shattered blades are difficult to find.

This is a legendary weapon, and he uses it very smoothly. Even in Azeroth, which has a vast land and abundant resources, it is not something that can be found casually. Although the goal was perfectly achieved in this battle, the loss of the weapon also made the stingy pirate Extremely distressed.

Maybe we should go back and take advantage of Dai Lin's deep sleep to slash him twice to vent our anger?

Just when Blake was thinking about something that would make people "explode like thunder", Maiev, who was being pulled by his hand, suddenly said:

"You just let him go, do you think he will be grateful? For a soldier, your behavior is simply insulting him."

"It's not the turn of a prisoner to take care of my affairs."

The pirate said without looking back:

"Instead of worrying about Dai Lin, you should worry about yourself. I have a bad temper. I will whip you as soon as I get back to the ship.

Hang it up and smoke it! "

"hehe"

Maiev was not afraid, as if she heard a little boy bragging, she said:

"You're scared, right?"

"What am I afraid of?"

Blake looked at the flesh and blood cave in front of him that had been completely flooded with sea water, and he said in a cold tone:

"I defeated the admiral who made countless pirates fearful. I can proudly boast that Daelin begged for mercy in front of me. I have done what countless people wanted to do but couldn't. I faced N'zoth and captured the useless man. Watcher Warden.

You said I would be afraid?

You sure know how to tell a joke, Ms. Maiev. "

"I have lived for more than ten thousand years, pirate. I have seen all kinds of characters, including some villains who are very similar to you. They can laugh heartily in the face of mortal danger, but they cannot disguise themselves in front of their friends.

They can kill countless people and have blood on their hands without fear, but they are unwilling to admit their sins in front of their families. "

Ms. Shadowsong said calmly:

"In my experience, the more someone claims to be fearless, the more fearful he is of something. Are you really dismissive of what Dailin wants to give you?

Or are you deliberately alienating them?

Are you protecting your weakness?

Or are you afraid that once you set foot on your way home, you will lose control of your future? Are you unwilling to accept them? Or are you afraid of the warmth they exude? "

"Hey, I didn't know that the Warden combat skills actually teach psychology?"

Black looked back at Maiev. He took out Sargeras' cursed vision, wrapped the red eyepatch over his eyes, and tied a bow on the back of his head.

At this moment, he returned to the role of the stinky pirate.

After covering his eyes so that he did not have to look at Maiev, he said confidently:

"It's not as complicated as you think? I just hate things that others take the initiative to give to me. I like the loot after plundering. I like the things that I snatched with my own hands the most.

I can't get enough of that stuff.

for example"

The pirate reached out and grabbed Maiev's armor collar, pulling the weak girl in front of him.

Maiev is an elf, and she is taller than Black. It should have been a very threatening move, but it made the pirates look a bit weak.

He didn't care much about this, he just said with full of malice:

"Like you!

Dear Lord Warden, you will be the best and greatest ‘trophy’ I have ever obtained in the first twenty years of my life. Do you know how much of a psychological shadow your actions have left on me?

I'll give it back to you tenfold! "

Facing the threat of the smelly pirates, Maiev showed no fear. With a hint of arrogance and a hint of sarcasm on her fair face, she said:

"just you?"

That’s the tone!

That’s the expression!

That’s the attitude!

The pirates were so angry that they wanted to hang this annoying woman up and beat her on the spot.

But just when Blake was flexing his fingers and preparing to "take action", in the flesh and blood cave behind him that was filled with seawater, there was suddenly the sound of ripples of water.

Blake retracted his hand like a thief, straightened his back and coughed, then turned the magic eyeball on his shoulder and looked back.

The little fish-man wearing a small sailor suit was peeking out of the water in a sneaky way, covering his eyes with his paws, peeking at his owner bullying the fair and tall elf.

"Why are you running here? Come up here, what do you look like hiding there!"

Blake cursed.

The mean little fishman jumped out of the water in a hurry. It held something in its claws, held it up high, and offered it to Blake with a flattering look on its face. The pirate raised his eyebrows, picked up the thing in the fishman's claws and looked at it.

A flute.

To be precise, it is an elven-style flute that is obviously very ancient at first glance. It is made of some kind of wood and jade. It is a typical elven flute. The aperture and internal pronunciation method are the same as those used by human bards. The flute is completely different.

This thing looks very ordinary, with no features other than simplicity.

But Blake knew that something that Ben Boer Ben could give so solemnly was definitely extraordinary. This little fish man was definitely serious when he offered the treasure.

So the pirate put it in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Soon, the character card gave a specific entry:

Name: Xavaric's Flute

Quality: natural wonders

Producer: Savarik

Item effects:

Play the flute to open the way to the Emerald Dream.

Notice:

The Emerald Dream is different from the material world. The dream dimension contains multiple planes. The level of planes that the flute can access depends on the user's musical attainments.

Item description:

Before Savarik became a satyr, he was a famous jeweler in the Elf Empire. The two most proud works he made in his life both had very special abilities.

The masterpiece jewelry that Xavaric made for Queen Azshara had been lost in the War of the Ancients, so he carried the flute with him as a memory of the good old days.

"Did you fish this out of the water?"

Blake played with the flute in his hand and said something to the little fishman. Benbolba pointed to the sea water next to him, made a searching motion, and patted his bulging little backpack.

This means that it found many things in the place where the previous group of satyrs were destroyed, but the flute in Blake's hand is the most precious.

"Yes, this thing is very interesting, I like it."

The pirate laughed, picked up the little murloc and put it on his shoulder. He turned back and glared at Maiev Shadowsong. He led his prisoner into the water and quickly disappeared into the cold water of the Storm Furnace.

——

"Cheer up, everyone, and don't fish. The captain may still need our help."

Outside the Furnace of Storms, on the sea at dusk, everyone else had retreated to the Mariner's Beach Pier on the other side of the strait under Baku's warning, but the Nagfar was still cruising near these waters.

The extremely loyal first mate Sephiel was standing at the rudder of the ghost ship, looking towards the increasingly foggy Storm Furnace. The mechanical gnomes beside her were also inspecting that side with various instruments. .

It's so quiet over there.

The void creations that had been pouring out just now have stopped. There are still many red dragons flying over the sea, breathing dragon breath to purify the sea water.

The dragon breath of the red dragons has a very positive power of order and is very effective for purifying pollution.

Little Star also stood beside Sephiel, looking worriedly at the furnace.

The flesh-purifying cannon on the bow of the ghost ship is ready to fire at any time. The Star Throne aircraft is also patrolling at high altitude. The high-energy charging pile behind the stern is activated, and dazzling currents are flying on the coil.

As long as the void creation appears again, the flesh and blood purification ray can be emitted.

Although it is not a direct ray, with the guidance of the Eye of Invention, this ray can complete a less scientific projectile bombardment mode.

After all, it is Mechagon’s black technology.

"Why don't they come out yet?"

Little Star complained:

"How long has this been going on? Hey, Sephiel, do you think the stinky captain is gone?"

"No nonsense."

The first mate glared at the little Xingxing who spoke so freely, and she said seriously:

"Be careful if the Nagfar throws you out. She is loyal to the captain now, and she and the captain are bound together. Even if the captain is really unlucky,

His soul will also return to the ghost ship.

We haven't seen a dead man Black yet, which means he's safe. "

"Hey, I just came back and I heard you guys discussing my life and death. We had such a pleasant conversation. Can you help me choose the cemetery?"

Blake's drawn-out disgruntled voice suddenly sounded above the ship.

The two giant dragons suddenly turned back with surprise on their faces, but when they saw Blake climbing onto the deck with another woman in his arms, Sephiel and Little Star's expressions became strange.

I thought you were going to fight, but I didn’t expect you to kidnap a girl and come back?

Look at this face, look at this head, look at this figure

Punish you!

"Who is that?"

Little Xingxing looked at the female elf in a cloak warily and said fiercely;

"No strangers are allowed on board, this is your rule!"

"This is no stranger."

Blake lowered his voice and whispered something to Little Star. The blue dragon jumped up in shock. With a whoosh, he flashed behind Sephiel and hid. He looked at Maiev with her hands tied up by the pirates in shock and anger. She yelled. arrive:

"Why did you bring such a dangerous person here? Throw her away quickly and throw her into the water. She will get up in the middle of the night and cut all our necks!

We can't afford to mess with her. "

"What a fuss!"

The pirate curled his lips, handed over his prisoner to the loyal Knights of the Immortal Sea, and ordered them to lock Maiev in the lower cabin. Then he moved his arms and walked to the rudder of the ship, patting the rudder.

The Nagfar began to turn lightly on the sea. As the ship's spirit, she already knew Blake's destination.

Seifer, on the other hand, is more stable.

The first mate stepped forward and stood side by side with the captain. Under the dusk of the setting sun in Stormsong Valley, she asked softly:

"Has Dai Lin dealt with it?"

"Everyone who hears what you say is hairy all over."

The pirate rolled his eyes, picked up the wine bottle, opened the lid, took a small sip to moisten his throat, and said:

"That's my father, how can you call it a deal? But he did win, he won in an upright manner, and he will be my loser from now on!"

"Congratulations."

The first parasaurus said perfunctorily, and then asked:

"Then our feud with Kul Tiras is over?"

"How can this be possible?"

Blake rolled his eyes again, feeling the fresh sea breeze blowing in front of him, and said:

"Everyone in Azeroth knows that fights always result in two wins out of three. Now we have one draw and one win. There is still a decisive battle, but that will happen in the future."