Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"What? He actually fell into a coma and made me worry for so many days."

Blake, who had two slap marks on his face, was holding a dwarf pipe in his mouth, pointing at the dissipating bruises on his face, and complained to Natalie, who was snickering behind him:

"Look at your bad idea!"

"I'm just asking you to order as long as you want. Who told you to touch others and you're addicted to touching them?"

Natalie saw Blake throwing the pot on her. She quickly threw the pot back and said calmly, "I have nothing to lose." She said:

"Speaking of which, Captain, you seem to have an abnormal concern for Ms. Maiev. For example, just now, with your perception, it is impossible not to feel that Sera Moon Guard is approaching.

Either you're trying to get slapped on purpose.

Either you are too focused on Maiev and ignore the changes in the environment around you. "

"It's just because Moon Guard is a watcher, hiding has become an instinct, and he walks silently."

Blake argued forcefully.

Natalie showed an expression of "I won't expose you", and Shi Shiran walked to his cabin and started his daily routine of prayer.

After the ship's doctor left, the pirate stood by the cabin window and puffed away while looking at his left hand. The feeling from before still seemed to remain on his fingers.

"Don't you see it, Maiev, as a priest of the moon, you also have a body born for corruption."

The pirate grumbled under his breath.

After blowing out a smoke ring, he was about to put his fingers under his nostrils, but was shocked that his posture at this time was too obscene, so he immediately put down his left hand, coughed a few times, and left with his pipe in his mouth.

He didn't notice.

At the corner of the cabin, Maiev, wearing a single suit, was holding a fork and staring at him with a murderous gaze.

Ms. Warden's cheeks turned red. She really didn't expect that this stinky pirate could come up with such a nasty way to test whether she was faking it.

Fortunately, I have already resigned from the position of Priest of the Moon and no longer have to abide by those dogmas, otherwise I would really be turned upside down by this bastard.

No, I can't stay here anymore!

Maiev thought as she watched Blake leave.

What should I do if one day this guy gets a whim and does something even more obscene?

Fortunately, the Moon Guard is here.

The weak warden sighed, walked like a ghost in the shadow of the cabin, and returned to his cabin.

As she walked, she took out a soul stone full of evil souls from the crescent pendant-style storage container on her wrist, and threw it at the shadows gathering behind her.

As a Ten Thousand Years Warden, she never lacks similar things.

There was a "click" sound.

The invisible thing swallowed up the delicious soul stone, and the cold power gathered around Maiev quietly dissipated.

"Shhh"

The warden lady made a silent movement to the invisible thing behind her, and said:

"Your consciousness will take shape, and this will require soul replenishment. Help me hide it, and I will give you more 'little snacks' like this, and I will not hurt him.

I made that commitment the first day I got on board.

good. "

The ship spirits gathered on the hull of the ghost ship did not respond.

But its silence represents its attitude.

The ship spirit is generally not so tolerant to strangers, but even Natalie can feel Blake's strange attention to Maiev. How could the ship spirit, who is connected to Blake's mind, not feel it?

Her consciousness is about to take shape. As a personality modeled after the black dragon princess Onyxia, Ship Spirit certainly cannot be a fool.

She is also very interested in the strange relationship between Maiev and Black.

And besides watching the show, you can also get delicious "snacks", so why not?

The hatch behind Maiev slowly closed.

Ms. Warden leaned against the hatch, her loose white hair wrapped around her shoulders. She closed her eyes and gently wiped her chest. There seemed to be traces of the smelly pirate's touch just now on her skin.

This made her cheeks feel hot again.

"asshole!"

She cursed under her breath and lay back on the bed with a swish.

The next moment, the hatch opened, and Sera Moon Guard walked in holding a bottle of fruit juice.

Time to hydrate ladies.

Fortunately, I came back early, otherwise I would not have known what pirate Black was going to do to the lady. Although the ship doctor later explained the reason, this kind of blasphemy against the lady was still unforgivable.

If there is another time and my soul is destroyed due to fighting, I will give it to that bastard.

Sera shook her head and began to seriously re-examine the feasibility of serving under Blake.

She picked up a delicate spoon, scooped up the fruit juice carefully squeezed by the chef in the ghost ship, and fed it to the lady's mouth.

She didn't care where the ship was going or who she was going to fight next, she was willing to stay here as long as the lady could be revived safely.

A few days later, the ghost ship parked slowly under the water at the Goblin Dock.

On this trip, the Nagfar was not in a hurry. It completed the journey in a very leisurely manner. After sending Blake and his party to land, it continued southward under the command of Seifer. .

You must sail all the way to the coast of the cursed land, where you will wait for the return of another world.

Blake did not bring any more people ashore.

He took Fenner, Maim and several of his lieutenants along the deserted land toward the Searing Canyon, leaving Fenner waiting here, and entered Blackstone Mountain that night.

"You go find your brother first, and I'll go to Shadowforge City for a tour."

In the shadow of Blackstone Mountain, Black warned Maim:

"Try not to alarm too many people. Let Red prepare the report materials. I will read them after I go there. He has been the chief for so long. If he can't even produce a piece of information, I will be very disappointed."

"Um."

Maimu nodded and led his adjutant up the mountain without saying a word.

As for Blake's safety, don't be kidding, he doesn't have to worry about a person who can freely travel back and forth in the realm of the Ancient Gods.

"Black Iron Bar, here I come."

Blake rubbed his hands, unable to restrain his good mood, and entered Shadowforge City as easily as if he were strolling around.

Wandering along the streets and alleys of this Dark Iron Dwarf city.

His original intention was to go to the most popular chaotic tavern in the Eastern Continent to drink heavily. There was also a tavern in Tol Barad, but how could the pirates there dare to drink and fight with the legendary pirates?

Blake felt very boring when I came back and forth.

But in a chaotic place like the Black Iron Bar, you can have fun freely, and perhaps triggering an epic tavern brawl can become the wonderful music of the night.

But before going to the tavern to have fun, Black first went to His Majesty Thaurissan's Black Iron Treasure House.

The royal treasury of Darkforge City is not the same as the palace of the Dark Iron Emperor, because it stores not only the treasures of the Dark Iron royal family, but also the treasures of the rich men and slave owners of Darkforge City.

Therefore, it was built in the safest place in the maze-like Darkhearth City.

It's called the Black Treasure House, and its defense force is even tighter than that of King Thaurissan's palace, not to mention the heavily armed black dwarf dragoons patrolling the outside.

The treasure house is surrounded by golem puppets made by the Dark Iron dwarves. There are also large groups of Dark Iron Shamans patrolling, and there are Dark Iron Assassins secretly.

This is not the end.

In the deepest part of this treasure house, there are forty-eight large luxurious safes cast in one piece of arcane, which are legendary treasures in the entire dwarf world.

It is said that each large safe contains enough treasure to make a family rich overnight.

But each treasure chest has its own unique magic lock. There are forty-eight different unlocking methods for the forty-eight safes, and only one can be unlocked every day. No matter how powerful the thief is, he can only steal the treasures in one safe, and then try to open the second safe. An alarm will be triggered.

That is simply the most secure treasure trove in the entire world.

According to rumors, even some goblin trade princes hide their treasures in black vaults, for which they pay exorbitant insurance premiums.

But it's definitely worth it.

In the early years, when Ravenholdt still existed, there was a challenge specially prepared for the master within his organization, which was to steal something from the Arcanite safe in the Black Vault without alerting the guards.

When Ravenholdt fell, there were still only a few masters who could complete this challenge.

Black very much suspected that Ravenholdt and the managers of the Black Treasure House colluded to boost each other's reputation and business, because he was now standing in the deepest part of the Black Treasure House.

He did not alert any of the guards, and stole all their wallets along the way. He was now standing in this giant treasure house, rubbing his chin and looking at the forty-eight Arcanite safes located on three walls in front of him.

"It's not difficult at all."

Blake complained:

"It must be that those guys released the news to raise their status, but the magic design of this treasure house is really interesting."

The pirate stood there and did not act rashly. Instead, he relied on his own perception of magic to find the meeting point of the magic locks in the treasure house bit by bit, trying to unlock the magic locks of the forty-eight treasure houses at once.

But after a few minutes, Blake gave up on the bold idea.

He couldn't untie it.

Forty-eight top-level magic locks are mixed together to form a chaotic interlacing of magic threads with regularity, like a bomb with a complex internal structure that will detonate with just one thread.

Blake only had one chance to try, but he couldn't find a clue in a short time.

But it doesn't matter.

Just because he can't solve it doesn't mean that others can't solve it.

The pirate recorded the fusion magic lock that he perceived, and planned to take it back to Nathalas Academy, use it as a "Magic Olympics test", and publicly search for the optimal solution in the magic academy.

Once he gets the optimal solution, Azeroth's strongest treasure trove will be open to him!

The entire black treasure trove will become his personal safe, and he can take as much as he wants, and when he wants.

"Knowledge is power, knowledge is wealth!"

The pirate spread his hands and admired the empty safe, but he would not return empty-handed tonight. He could open one of the forty-eight safes.

This is gambling on luck.

Well, it's not just luck, because pirates come prepared.

He cannot confirm the treasure behind the safe through perception, but he can use other things to assist his detection, such as his eyepatch. Sargeras' cursed vision can ignore all obstacles and help him "see" the flow of evil energy.

The moment Blake closed his eyes, dark green sight lines in the air were dyed like invisible spider webs. Guided by the demon hunter's unique "ghost vision", he quickly locked onto his target.

The third safe in the third row on the left!

Blake snapped his fingers and took out the magic version of the thief's lockpicking tool. After a few minutes of work, the pirate gently twisted the lever of the large safe, and the door of the safe opened with a sound.

There were only three items in the huge safe.

An orc heart crystallized by evil energy, a dark dwarf warhammer with a square head and a square head, and an exquisite burning crown.

"cool"

Blake whistled.

This is what he wants, especially the heart, which he took out from Gul'dan. He first gave it to Red in exchange for Red's loyalty.

It was presented to Orgrim Doomhammer by Red as a trophy, and later handed over to Emperor Dagran Thaurissan by Red in the name of "peaceful sincerity".

But after all, this thing is Blake's trophy!

Tonight's operation was not stealing at all, it was just returning the property to its original owner, with a little "thief's special effects" added at most.

As soon as the Heart of Gul'dan was obtained, orange light bloomed in front of Blake's eyes. This legendary production material could be handed over to Dean Blue Moon to make a sacred object of the Warlock School.

The Warlock School is about to recruit students, and it won't be impressive without a sacred object to support the scene.

Blake threw it into his luggage, then stretched out his hand to hold the warhammer with a square head and a square head. The attributes of the entry immediately jumped in front of him:

Name: Persuader

Quality: Excellent·Epic [Unfinished]

Attributes: slightly

Item effects:

1. If he listens to your explanation:

Each persuasion by the hammer wielder will reduce the enemy's attack speed and movement speed, and there is a chance that the target will [Calm Down] for three seconds, making it easier for you to continue persuading.

2. If he doesn’t listen to your explanation:

After multiple attempts at persuasion fail, the persuader will activate [Persuader's Wrath], which will greatly enhance the hammer wielder's persuasion speed, destructive power and movement speed.

Item Description:

1. Please automatically replace "persuasion" in the entry with "attack".

2. There have been rumors among the Dark Iron Dwarves that the Thaurissan family's heirloom is not only the war hammer "Opposer" that scares the enemy, but also a matching treasure Holy Hammer.

There are also rumors that these two warhammers are weapons forged for the Dark Iron Royal Family by the legendary builder and forger of the Dark Iron Dwarves, Frankron Castiron.

This blacksmith master was also the designer and builder of Shadowforge City, but he died in a despicable political struggle.

But this rumor is actually wrong.

Frank Roan Cast Iron only forged the Opponent and a Gut Hammer.

The persuasion is the drawings he left behind, but it is said that Frank Ron Ironcastle poured all his forging wisdom into the unfinished warhammer.

For a warrior, this might be a pretty powerful weapon, but for a blacksmith, it's much more than that.

Only a true forge master can understand the message he left in the warhammer.

"This shit is quite interesting."

Blake complained and threw the persuader into his bag.

He is too high-minded to look down on this thing at all. The coquettish and hot little girl Salamani can satisfy all Blake's fantasies and needs for melee weapons. How could he need other weapons to occupy it? Where is the place?

As for the last crown, there is something worth complaining about:

Name: Ring of Flame

Quality: Excellent·Epic [Decoration]

Attributes: slightly

Item Description:

This luxurious Crown of Fire was a flattering work created by Dagran Thaurissan to collect the essence minerals from Blackrock Mountain and use his skills as a legendary blacksmith to create it specifically for Ragnaros, the Lord of Fire.

He hoped to use this crown in exchange for the Fire King's favor. However, Ragnaros felt that the flaming crown was too cold, so he abandoned it.

This made Emperor Thaurissan very sad. He felt that his forging skills had been humiliated, so the crown could only be stored in a dark place as the emperor's humiliation.

Emperor Thaurissan wanted to give it to the girl he fell in love with at first sight, but it had been sitting here for almost a hundred years.

It seems that for a picky emperor, choosing a queen is no easier than pleasing Ragnaros.

"Oh, poor Thaurissan, his burning heart must be broken."

Blake took the scorching crown in his hand and admired it, and said:

"It's always difficult for singles to understand the changing thoughts of girls. It's not your fault, poor emperor, you just haven't met the girl who can make you happy.

But I know where she is.

Since you know how to put together the treasures I want, I will help you. "