Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 851 181. You are a good little guy, you can handle it--Additional update for Huo Zhengting’s good brother【1120】

"We are about to leave the waters of Kul Tiras, captain. If we go northwest, we will enter the scope of the maelstrom ocean current. According to the ambush location you gave us, it will take about two days to sail.

But it was an uninhabited land with few islands.

It's impossible to hide on the surface, and the monitoring range at the bottom of the sea is too large. "

On the deck of the Nagfar, which was moving quickly under the sun, the loyal first mate Seifer was holding a chart and distinguishing the location of the ship through the sextant.

While she was playing with the delicate instrument, she said to the fishing pirate who was sitting on the side of the ship drinking wine:

"Is there a way to track the target accurately? Otherwise, the success rate of rushing in to ambush is a bit too low. Moreover, that is the active area of ​​​​Naga, and we might be entangled by those soft-skinned snakes.

Although there is not enough evidence, I still feel that those guys hate us to the core. "

"Be confident, my first mate."

Blake took a sip of wine and basked in the sun with a lazy posture.

He leaned against a coiled cable as if he had no bones, and babbled like a drunkard who was about to die:

"There is no one in this world who doesn't hate us. There are too many people who want my head, so calm down, it doesn't matter whether it's a Naga or an Elf.

As for the treasure ship, it's easy to find.

That's the Nightborne's ship.

Think about the flamboyant children of the night in our fleet. They are just a group of pirates who have lost everything, but they are eager to fill their ships with fancy lights at night to show their unique taste and high-class blood.

The orthodox Nightborne will only be more exaggerated. It's not like you haven't been to Suramar to see the world.

When you arrive at the ambush site, you only need to monitor the nearby magic power fluctuations and find the most active and conspicuous one to pounce on and kill them. They are definitely right. "

"That's what I said."

Seifer put away the chart, squatted next to the captain, handed a bottle of wine to Blake in a sensible manner, and whispered:

"But what if we can't defeat it? We only have one ship now, and Windrunner's mother left the town again, and Little Xingxing and Seianni are not here."

"Huh? Can't beat him?"

Blake bit open the stopper, took a few sips, groaned happily and wiped his mouth. He opened the bottle and said in a strange tone:

"Why do you think we can't defeat it? Didn't I tell you that there was one of our moles on that ship? Who do you think I am? The second and fifth boys have already been in place.

As long as we can catch it, as long as we keep up with the ship, we'll be fine.

Put your heart back in your stomach, and instead of worrying about making mistakes in your actions, it is better to prepare a few more boxes for treasures.

Where are the masters in the Son of Night?

Unless Elisande or the great astrologer escorts him personally.

But I don’t think there’s anything in the city of Elre’Thalas worthy of making their Grand Duke fight, eh? Am I dazzled? Why do I feel like something is falling from the sky? "

The drunken pirate rubbed his eyepatch, and his magic eyeballs were shaking in the air as if he had drunk too much, unable to see clearly the birds of prey flying overhead.

But Seifer's eyesight was very good. When she raised her head, her eyes became strange. She poked at the drunken pirate and said:

"Captain, your 'bird' is back."

"ah?"

Blake looked up blankly and felt a strong gust of wind blowing against his face, causing his golden hair to flutter in the wind, and then a smooth tail swept around his face.

Bang bang bang, the beating made the drunken pirate sober up.

"Oh, my precious egg is really back."

The stinking pirate let out a cheer.

He raised his left hand to let the black-feathered falcon stand on his arm. After not seeing her for a few days, she seemed to be a little more powerful, her body was bigger, and the feathers on her wings shone like metal feathers.

Those sharp eyes are chilling, while the slightly barbed mouth and strong claws give it the look of a real raptor.

As the resurrected creature of Ekilsund, the black-feathered falcon has several straight feathers on the back of its head, which looks like a crown and is exceptionally majestic.

The stinky pirate who was a showman lovingly rubbed his falcon against his cheek, causing the clean falcon to jump around and try to get away.

I heard the pirate's crying performance again:

"Uuuuuuuuah, you heartless little bastard, you followed me into the Storm Furnace and disappeared. I thought you were eaten by some shameless Faceless Man.

I haven't been able to think about food or food these past few days. Woo hoo hoo, it's great to have you back. "

"Ahem"

Sephiel coughed beside him and reminded:

"Captain, please restrain yourself. Many people are watching. There are too many boring rumors about your private life. Although you may not care, please consider me, okay?

Serving as first mate for a sleazy captain who is suspected of being a Freikon would cause serious trouble to my reputation.

I mean, stop holding it.

The poor little bird is almost knocked out by the smell of alcohol on your body. "

"You know this is the tip of my heart."

Black scolded Sephiel fiercely:

"She is much better than my two lazy wolves and bears. Those two guys have magic whistles with them and no longer know where to wander.

I haven’t shown up in almost a month!

I am afraid that I am no longer the master of my little bird. She will only feel sorry for me. "

As the stinky pirate spoke, he was ready to kiss Black Feather Falcon on the forehead.

This action frightened Miss Hisali Black Crow. She squealed and got rid of the smelly pirate, and used her powerful wings to thump Blackface twice.

The drunken pirate was pushed violently, and he fell off the side of the ship while dancing, and fell into the sea with a thud.

"Someone is coming! The captain is drunk and fell into the water."

Seifer, who was not too concerned about the excitement, immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

Immediately, several ghost sailors who were fishing nearby and had a sharp eye rushed out "desperately" and jumped into the water. It took a long time to get Blake, who had already swallowed several mouthfuls of water, onto the deck.

The drunk guy fell into the water. No matter how good the water quality is, it is still dangerous. This complete scene fell into the eyes of Hisari Black Crow, which made the black-feathered falcon standing on the cable embarrassed.

It seems like I really did something wrong.

The meeting between Black and the Tide Hunter and the blessing he received were not witnessed by Hisari Black Crow and she really thought that the stinky pirate was going to be drowned by her.

And this scene completely fell into the eyes of Sephiel who was hiding and observing silently.

The first auxiliary dragon sneered in his heart.

It seems that this Druid girl was really trained by the stinky pirates. She had been given a perfect opportunity to escape and left justifiably, but she came back on her own.

I don’t know if the captain revealed too many secrets to attract the Druid’s appetite, or if Black really fulfilled the ultimate dream of all hunters and tamed a Druid as a pet.

But no matter what the reason is, this Druid lady has been "trapped".

"Is there really a duck that flew away and returned to the plate on its own initiative?"

Sephiel whispered:

"What did you say you were planning?"

As for Blake, this guy who is addicted to drama is lying on the deck with a few ghost sailors pressing his chest and sipping water from his mouth.

This guy can drink better than a fish, how can he be truly drunk?

He has unlimited underwater breathing, so it is impossible for him to drown.

Well, there is only one answer. This is acting to make the simple druid feel guilty and further strengthen his control.

Wow, what a vicious and smelly pirate.

"But it's a good thing you little bird is back."

Sephiel coughed and showed off his dramatic nature. He approached Miss Hisali Black Crow who was standing on the cable. She put her hands on her hips and said:

"The patrol at sea in the next few days will depend on you. With your eyes, our treasures that have grown legs and can run away will definitely be able to return to the ship.

Hahahaha, you are really lucky. "

——

On the other side, the capital of Kul Tiras, Proudmoore Fortress at night.

Dailin had just secretly met with the old earl of the Waycrest family and exchanged some news with him about the Ashvane family's trade with the Drustvar Mountains in recent years.

Although the old earl had handed over the family to his son, he basically did not care about anything. He also took the initiative to become a supernumerary honorary priest of the Holy Light Church to spread the truth of the Holy Light in his hometown.

But after being summoned by Dai Lin, he immediately came to Boralus.

This made the admiral sigh with emotion.

Sure enough, true loyalty can only be shown at critical moments of crisis.

Two of the four major families in Kul Tiras have separated from each other. The next era of this island nation will be jointly presided over by the Proudmoore and Waycrest families.

In fact, this is good, as it can avoid the dispersion of state power.

The long conversation did not make Dai Lin feel tired. His half-Vrykul physique gave him almost endless energy. He left the living room while thinking about how to deal with domestic disputes.

There was some silence in the fortress, and it was no longer as lively as it was some time ago.

Little Jaina has returned to the Eastern Continent to continue studying with her Lich mentor, while Tanred has officially become a sailor of the Kul Tiras fleet and is now sleeping on a ship in the port.

Mrs. Golden Sword has also returned to Quel'Thalas in the past two days. She wants to recruit several members of the Silver Moon Parliament as her political advisers, so the king is the only one left here.

Under the moonlight, Dai Lin planned to take a walk in the underground weapons depot.

He wants to choose some suitable weapons for himself. He will take the fleet to the South China Sea in a while to support the two long-distance fleets there. The admiral feels that he should seize the time to familiarize himself with the power.

But while walking through the garden, Dai Lin suddenly moved his ears, and he noticed a breath that didn't belong here.

"Click"

The admiral clenched his fists. Although the injuries on both arms had not yet recovered, the moment he clenched his fists completely, a trace of steely light mixed with anger still wrapped around Dai Lin's arms.

He doesn't actually need a weapon at all.

After experiencing the legendary madness of facing N'Zoth, he has forged himself into a weapon with the help of his "good son".

Dai Lin turned around, and what he saw was not an assassin, nor was it something incomprehensible.

It was just an ordinary old man wearing a white robe inlaid with gold, leaning on a wooden staff, standing in the darkness and looking at him with a smile.

There is nothing difficult to understand about this scene.

Except for three special points.

First, this old man is a pure Vrykul. He is over five meters tall, so his friendly smile becomes quite intimidating in Dai Lin's eyes.

Second, this old man is blind. To be precise, he is blind in his right eye and wears a peculiar platinum eyepatch.

Third, there was a raven standing on the left shoulder of the old man, and there was another raven floating beside him. Not only was the old man looking at him, but the two ravens were also looking at him.

And it was not Dai Lin's illusion. The eyes of the two ravens shone with a light of wisdom that was no weaker than that of humans.

"Is this power still useful?"

When Dai Lin was stunned, the old man Weiku who ran from nowhere looked at the steel anger wrapped around Dai Lin's arms and said slowly:

"Although you have transformed from steel to flesh, your power has not weakened at all. It has always been hidden in every piece of your flesh. You just need a key to reopen it.

And the key is already in your hand, but you are hesitant. "

"I just don't want to be that monster again."

Dai Lin obviously knew what kind of riddle the old man was playing. He said straightforwardly:

"I think it's good to be a normal person."

“Alas, the era of Titans has indeed come to an end, and today’s young people no longer regard the pure form given by the Creator as an honor.

Is the world changing too fast?

Or am I too stubborn and refuse to change? "

The old man Weiku chuckled.

He said to Dai Lin mysteriously:

"But some things are not yours to decide, Daelin Proudmoore. Ever since the first humans came to Vala'har, my home has suddenly become lively.

I realized that my former arrogance had limited my vision, so after so many years, I once again returned to the mortal world and used my eyes to select the real warriors.

I no longer despise you.

You did not disappoint me. N'Zoth's defeat gave me the greatest joy in millions of years.

And you

You are the first warrior I have met who is more to my liking, so I extend an invitation to you. Have you seen the Tidestone in the hands of your rebellious son?

Do you know its power? "

Faced with this question, Dai Lin nodded, and then heard the old man opposite say:

"I also have such a weapon in my treasure house, and it is more powerful than the broken Tidestone in your son's hand. If you get it, Kul Tiras' fleet will be able to return to its peak in an instant, even far beyond Heyday.

The best part is, I know how to convince you. "

"Are you so confident?"

Dai Lin asked back, and the old man Weiku shrugged his shoulders. Amidst the cries of his two ravens, he said with a smile:

“Win two out of three!

You have only one last chance to save your father's dignity. Of course, if you are willing to surrender to your 'good son', then just pretend that I didn't say anything.

Let’s go to the South China Sea first.

Your fleet is in bad shape and they need you.

After you return victoriously, after you sharpen your minions and awaken your strength, if you are still interested in my invitation, then come to the Broken Isles and Stormheim. I have arranged a grand party for you. A trial of strength.

All the heroic spirits are waiting eagerly.

Including Thoradin! "

"us?"

Dai Lin keenly captured the key, he said:

"Who else but me?"

"Well, I can't tell you this, Dai Lin, you are just one of the candidates."

The old man Weiku laughed and disappeared in a rainbow of light that illuminated the night. He left his name:

"In the name of Odin and the Legion of Heroes, the world needs the most powerful warrior to hold the shield of the gods! To blow the horn of the destined Ragnarok! To guard the legacy of the Titan and the world.

You will receive the greatest reward a warrior can win.

You will save this world with your own hands.

As soldiers, who would refuse such an honor? "