Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Hey, it's finally out."

Outside the Black Stone Tower, Her Highness Little Star looked up at the sky. The dim light made her feel happy, and she couldn't help but complain:

"Every time I go to a dwarf city, I feel depressed. It's really hard to understand whether dwarves will suffer from depression if they live underground all year round without seeing the sun."

"Then why do you think the Dark Iron dwarves are so violent?"

Blake patted the dust on his armor and the black traces of gunpowder explosion, and said casually:

"Do you really think they are born crazy?"

"Your statement makes no sense!"

Little Xingxing glared at the nonsense pirate. She happily took out her "Throne Key" and pressed it. The "Star Throne" that was cruising around the sky in the scorching canyon immediately turned around and flew towards Little Xingxing's position. .

The blue dragon stretched out, exposing his elegant figure.

She yawned and said:

"This battle is so tiring. I need to find a place to take a good rest and revise my diary. There is also the last article of His Highness Little Star, who was in danger and commanded his incompetent human and orc servants to defeat thousands of dwarves. There is a story to write.

Captain Stinky, do you want to come with me? "

"I won't go."

Blake waved his hand and said:

"I want to go to Blackwing Lair and see the arrangement of the black dragons in Blackstone Mountain. Do you want to come with me?"

"No! Black dragons are all cunning villains!"

Little Xingxing crossed her arms to express her rejection, and she shouted:

"I don't want to play with them. Where are we waiting for you?"

"Thelsama."

Blake glanced at the northern sky and said to the blue dragon:

"Wait for me in the beautiful Loch Modan. I'll be there in three days at most. It's a good place to rest. The blood sausage in Thelsama Tavern is a must-have in dwarven cuisine. I highly recommend it.

There is also a little fox called "Blue Tail" there. It is said that he is a very smart and beautiful little guy, which is very suitable for girls to keep as pets.

When I'm done here, we'll go to Ironforge. "

"Yes, we are going to Ironforge!"

Fenna rubbed her hands excitedly and said:

"My Elven Divine Sword is still there, and it should be almost repaired based on time. Blake, remember to bring back some of the Dragon King's blood.

I'll pay you. "

"Hey, Fenna has also learned how to assign tasks, not bad."

Blake laughed, waved to the chattering girls, turned around, jumped into the shadows, and disappeared under the Black Stone Mountain.

He headed all the way to the gathering place he had agreed with Valeela, which was on a black iron sentry tower on the edge of a cliff under Blackstone Mountain. From here, he could still see the orcs led by Red from a distance and were fighting with Black Stone on the other side of the canyon. The iron dwarves engage in a "sit-down war."

The variety of mineral veins in this canyon is the highest in all of Azeroth. A quarter of the annual mineral consumption in the eastern continent is produced here.

Moreover, the Dark Iron dwarves have not dug out the minerals here for three hundred years. The amount of mineral veins contained under this earth soaked by magma is still astronomical.

This is the most important strategic area for the dwarves, and it is also a good place for the orcs to keep peeking. The reason why the Burning Plains and Searing Gorge are so rich in minerals is due to Ragnaros' "change of world" three hundred years ago.

From this point of view, it is not entirely a bad thing for the Fire Lord to enter the material world.

The pirate easily cleared away the dwarf sentry on the watch tower. He sat by the watch tower drinking wine, took off his owl war helmet, and took out the grimoire to pass the time.

It was not until two hours later that Valeela belatedly appeared under the guard tower.

The female elf assassin was limping, and she seemed to have been injured in the dwarf's pursuit. However, her mental state was very exciting, probably due to the sense of accomplishment brought by sneaking into the Black Iron Palace and stealing good things.

Assassins throughout the eastern continent know that there are countless good things in Thaurissan's palace, but there are only a handful of assassins who can sneak in without being discovered.

Valila Sangunal, who followed the tuba to gain experience today, can be considered a moderate achievement.

"What took you so long?"

Blake was not satisfied with this.

He frowned and looked at Valeela, whose face was covered with gray and gray, and said:

"You shouldn't be doing it at your speed. Why are you still in such a mess?"

"I'm lost."

Valeela lowered her head in embarrassment and said:

"Shadowforge City is simply a maze. I almost ran into the Arena of Order, and was entangled by a group of fire elements when I left. But fortunately, I lived up to my fate, Master!"

The Elf Assassin presented his trophies with both hands, feeling proud of completing his mission.

It was a silver one-handed war hammer.

It has a square head and a square head, with the crest of the Thaurissan family engraved on it. The handle of the hammer is thinly wrapped with smoked dragon leather. The entire warhammer is simple and unpretentious, not fancy at all.

But the occasional flash of magic arc on the silver hammer head represents its extraordinaryness.

Blake stretched out his hand and touched the surface of the warhammer. The character card immediately gave the entry:

Name: Thaurissan's Power: Opponent

Quality: Excellent·Epic [Unfinished]

Attributes: slightly

Item effects:

1. Opponents:

Every attack by the hammer wielder has a certain probability of triggering the [Opposition] special effect, giving the next attack two additional attack opportunities. The destructive power is related to the strength of the war hammer user.

Opponent effects cannot be dodged, blocked, or countered in any way.

2. The power of Thaurissan:

This warhammer is forged using secret techniques and can be regarded as a spellcasting prop of the same quality, and can increase the destructive power of flame and shadow magic by 50%.

3. Unfinished things:

The Opponent Warhammer was produced by the legendary black iron forger Frankron Castiron. It was his most proud work in his life besides designing and building Shadowforge City.

It is said that the legendary forger integrated all his forging wisdom into this war hammer. For a warrior, this might be a pretty powerful weapon, but for a blacksmith, it's much more than that.

Only a true Master of the Forge can decipher the message he left within the Warhammer.

Item Description:

The smoke above Blackrock Mountain is the regret exhaled by the Dark Iron dwarves, and the hatred flows in the veins of House Thaurissan. When their ancient wounds bleed again, the fire that flows out will eventually consume everything.

Blake stared at the opponents in front of him. He took out the Persuader warhammer from his bag, put the two warhammers from the same origin together, and said to Valeela:

"Can you see the connection between these two warhammers?"

“They should have been designed by the same craftsman.”

The elf carefully observed the two warhammers, and she said with some uncertainty:

"But other than that, they don't seem to have any deeper connection. Even the magic attached to them doesn't seem to be more integrated."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Blake shook his head and said:

"But I'm told that these two warhammers contain the wisdom of the Dark Iron dwarves' greatest forges and architects, and they may even save the long-lost Dark Iron clan.

However, this is the internal affairs of the dwarves. Perhaps the blacksmiths of the Bronzebeard dwarves can see what we cannot see.

These Riddlers are the most annoying. "

The pirate stood up, put away the grimoire, pointed to the two warhammers at his feet, and said to Valeela:

"You take them to rest at the Thorium Brotherhood's outpost in the Searing Gorge Mountains, show them to Hansel Heavy Fist, and he will entertain you with the etiquette of a distinguished guest, and perhaps open the Thorium Brotherhood's treasure trove. for you.

You're welcome, pick up a few more when the time comes.

Recuperate and rest in peace there, give this letter to the great blacksmith of the Thorium Brotherhood, and then join me in Dun Morogh. But if the dwarves of the Thorium Brotherhood do not respect martial ethics and try to take away the war hammer,

Kill them! "

"As you command, Master."

Valeela grabbed the two warhammers with some difficulty.

This thing is a weapon forged for warriors, not suitable for assassins.

But if she is desperate, relying on the magical special effects of the two warhammers, Valeera can kill all the dwarves in the Thorium Brotherhood with them.

Those guys are a group of craftsmen, very intelligent, but the failure of resistance for three hundred years also shows that they really lack the power to physically convince others.

Blake watched Valeera leave, feeling very satisfied with this disciple's execution.

The genius assassin trained by the big family is indeed extraordinary. If Black hadn't been able to cheat, his growth rate would never be comparable to that of a genius like Valeela Sangunar.

But fortunately he knows how to cheat.

The stinky pirate shrugged, showing no shame in his heart.

It's not his fault for cheating, right?

He is also a victim.

Blake whistled, summoning the sky that had been flying around the Searing Gorge in the past few days, turned over and mounted the hippogryph, and put the little murloc in his backpack into the hippogryph's horse pocket.

This guy looked sickly.

Probably it was almost roasted by the scorching environment in the Molten Core before, which made it very uncomfortable even with the blessing of the Hydrasian Legion.

He was spitting bubbles, complaining in fishman language, cursing and swearing that he would never come to this ghost place again.

However, the little fishman's trip is not in vain.

It also got what it had always wanted: a real trident!

That was stolen from the Fire Demon Lord.

The old orc Brox didn't like this weak weapon, so he took advantage of the little murlocs who followed him to pick up the missed ones.

Its name is as domineering as its appearance, called Shadow Strike, and its effect is unique. As an elemental weapon, it can be re-summoned by the user into a thunder strike that wraps wind and thunder.

It was probably snatched from a certain wind elemental warrior during the Elemental War.

And as an elemental weapon, the size of this thing can be reduced and enlarged just like the elemental creatures. It is also suitable for a small fish man to hold in his hand.

It cherishes its trophies and plans to bring Tol Barad back and ask Dean Blue Moon to enchant its weapons or something.

Probably because the fish people have been enslaved by the Nagas a long time ago, and the Nagas regard the trident as a symbol of power and strength. This understanding also extends to the racial culture of the fish people.

Therefore, the little fishman has always wanted a trident of his own since he followed Black around the world.

It finally got its wish now.

"Get your shit fork."

Black rode on the hippogryph saddle, letting the sky fly towards the highest peak of Blackstone Mountain, and scolded the little murloc in his horse pocket:

"That thing is very sharp, don't stab my sky. You, a hopeless survival hunter, will have a beautiful story in the future where the harpoon arrives first, and then both humans and pets die."

I'm really worried about your future. "

"Quack"

The little fish man protested dissatisfiedly.

It felt that Black's words were full of malice, but it didn't have the energy to argue with Black now, so it just lay in Qiong Qiong's horse pocket, and soon fell asleep holding its precious trident.

The sky went all the way up, and soon we arrived at the top of Black Rock Mountain. Behind an inconspicuous rock, there was the "Grand Observation Deck" of Black Wing Lair hidden.

This is the favorite place for the black dragon prince Nefarian. According to the gossip among the black dragons in Blackwing Lair, Nefarian likes to watch the scenery of the entire Blackstone Mountain here to satisfy his "king's desire".

"Shua"

The pirate jumped lightly onto the throne platform on the top of the mountain and waved his hand to the sky. The smart hippogryph immediately turned around and flew away, quickly disappearing into the gloomy clouds and mists near Blackstone Mountain.

"Where to go first?"

Black walked quickly in the shadows, climbing up to Nefarian's throne silently and as nimbly as a monkey. He reached out and touched the wall behind him.

He knew there was a secret hall behind this wall.

But without the key, he couldn't open the magic lock out of thin air, unless he forced it to move in. This would not be a problem for Black, but it also meant that he would expose his actions.

"Forget it, let's go to the Black Wing Lair first."

The pirate turned around and jumped off the throne, strolling towards the giant black iron door in the lobby of Black Wing Lair. In addition to seeing the current situation of the Black Dragon Legion, he also wanted to get Fenner a set of powerful armor.

By the way, let's take a look at what good things the black dragons have hidden that can be taken away by him.

Speaking of which, ever since Dragon Mother Sinestra took some of the black dragons to the world of Draenor, the black dragon army here in Blackstone Mountain has been keeping a low profile.

So low-key that Blake forgot they existed.

If the black dragon hadn't tempted the orcs to fight with the human forwards this time, almost causing a "diplomatic accident", the busy pirates wouldn't even spend more time on them.

But Nefarian deliberately provoked a war between orcs and humans, which meant that the black dragon prince wanted to use war to cover up something, which made Black very curious.

What is the Black Dragon Prince planning?

Blackwing Lair is also part of the Dark Iron Dwarves' Darkforge City. It inherits the characteristics of the Dark Iron Dwarf buildings, and the interior is complex and cumbersome like a maze.

But this doesn't bother the pirate. He can walk all the way here with his eyes closed. Coming here is really like going home.

Blake slipped into Nefarian's dragon lair with ease and found the Black Dragon Prince's treasure. He rummaged through Nefarian's "treasure closet" and quickly found a set of mighty plate armor. .

But he was particularly dissatisfied and continued to look for more valuable things. Just when the pirate threw a rune sword from the Black Dragon Legion into his bag, he suddenly heard a conversation between two humanoid black dragons not far away.

"His Royal Highness the Prince has disappeared again. Why has he been so elusive recently? And he has been asking us to prepare a banquet, but no guests have ever arrived."

"Shh, keep your voice down. His Highness the Prince must have his own plans. We just have to follow the rules. Speaking of which, that 'invisible guest' is really a mouthful.

It actually wants to eat the heart of the fire dragon and the legs of the lava spider. What kind of taste is this?

Hell, I still have to take a trip to the Searing Gorge. "

"Can't we just send the dragon people? Why run away by ourselves?"

"Those orcs are powerful, and several dragon-men have died inexplicably. I'd better go there by myself, just to relax. Hey, sooner or later, all those orcs will be burned to death!"