Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Outside Deathwing's lair in Highmountain, Blackhorn was stunned for a moment by Black's question. Black Ox Dragon, who had always shown that he had everything under control, suddenly laughed and said seriously:

"Your joke is funny, Mr. Pirate, but don't you think this question is too weird? How could Huon know about you? You two lived ten thousand years apart.

Unless you are hiding under the human appearance, a legendary soul like me.

But even black dragons grow old.

As you can see, I'm very old.

For thousands of years, I only long for a peaceful life. "

"I am indeed a human, or an artificial half-elf, I can be sure of that."

Blake played with the treasure house key in his hand and said:

“But I also know that there are many ways in this magical world that could lead to my encounter with Huon and those strange guys ten thousand years ago.

I was just skeptical before.

After all, the reminder of my villainous brother Illidan's departure from Azeroth was a little too weird, and I'm not an idiot, right? I can always guess something.

Tell me, Noire, should I go back and live ten thousand years ago?

Did I participate in the War of the Ancients?

And Maiev"

"I have no idea."

Black Point gave an answer that made the pirates angry, but Soul Walker then explained:

"Huon doesn't tell me everything either.

He just told me some things that seemed inexplicable at the time before he died. I once suspected that Hu En was hallucinating, until today

You don’t have to ask anymore, Lord Black.

I cannot tell you what I know because you are a prophet and you know that disturbing the past is more terrible than disturbing the future. "

"So Hoon does know me?"

Blake blinked. He had already received a satisfactory answer, so he waved his hand and said:

"Okay, I won't ask anymore. This answer is enough. I just asked why you were so generous when I borrowed the Holy Hammer. I thought you were just perfunctory with me.

But now I'm not worried.

It turns out that we have been friends for a long time, but I didn’t know it yet. "

After saying that, the stinky pirate whistled, stretched out his hand to push the Magic Mask of the Son of the Night on his face, and swaggered through the narrow mountain road in front of him with his three-headed war beast, towards the lair of the Black Dragon King.

Black Horn watched him leave, then mounted his big-horned deer and slowly headed back to the Thunder Totem.

When he was going down the mountain to take a rest, a cold thorn blade quietly appeared on the back of his neck. Ms. Maiev Shadowsong, who was almost integrated with the shadow, said coldly:

"You really shouldn't talk too much, Lord Black Horn."

"Hello, Ms. Shadowsong."

Black Corner hesitated for a moment, raised his hands, and said:

"Huon told me the story of you and Mr. Black. He was still blessing you before he died. I didn't tell any information about this."

"Facing someone like Blake, it's already bad for you to make just one more expression, not to mention you said so many things you shouldn't have said."

Maiev said very dissatisfied:

"You Highlanders will never really learn to shut up."

"But I'm not the first one to leak it."

Black Point said innocently:

"You should have heard just now that it was Lord Illidan who showed his mistakes first, and you should teach him a lesson. And as you said, with Mr. Black's wisdom, he would know all this even if I didn't tell him.

He had begun to doubt.

He is a prophet, and I think this is also caused by you having too much contact with him.

Ah, love.

It always makes people fly like moths to the flame, regardless of their own safety. "

"Shut up!"

Maiev scolded, took back the knife wheel, and said:

"You are not allowed to say any more, Blake's critical moment is coming, and although he has never revealed it, I know it will be a huge turning point in his life.

You can't interfere with his path to greatness.

No one can! "

"Then I should give you a piece of advice, ma'am."

Black Point sighed and said:

"Leave him alone for the time being. If you want to ensure that fate happens as it is, I really don't know much about what happened ten thousand years ago, only Hu En's nonsense when he was drunk."

"I just came to say goodbye to him."

Maiev dropped a word and disappeared into the shadows.

Black Horn shrugged. The ten thousand-year-old dragon touched his neck, which was still a little chilly, curled his lips, led his big-horned deer, and slowly disappeared on the mountain road to Thunder Totem.

On the other side, in Deathwing's lair.

The pirate used the stone emblem to open the hidden magic cover. The moment he entered this large natural cave located in the High Mountains, he was shocked by the shining golden light in front of him.

Under the light emitted by the magma surrounding the huge cave, the "golden mountains" piled up throughout the cave reflect attractive light. Looking down from the height where Blake is, there is almost an "ocean" piled with gold coins and various treasures below.

The pirate whistled happily and took a few steps forward.

He opened his arms like a flying bird, and fell into the ocean of gold coins like a dive, causing flying "splashes".

"I like here!"

Blake emerged from the pile of gold coins, with a large pearl crown inlaid with gold hanging diagonally on his head. He picked up an irregular gold bar that could kill someone, put it to his mouth with blurred eyes and kissed it fiercely. .

Black hadn't been so excited for a long time since finding the Pirate King's treasure in Zandalar.

Deathwing seems to love this golden feeling. This is what the dragon's lair in mortal legends should look like.

The combined wealth of the entire bejeweled cave was enough for Black to gain formal ownership of Tol Barad through diplomatic channels.

Of course, Blake will definitely not use the money to buy the island. He will use it in a more reasonable place.

No matter how many resources he has now, no matter how much tax money Beihai can provide him, the feeling of getting rich overnight is always much more comfortable than making money through hard work.

There is no doubt that today is his lucky day.

He would like to sincerely thank Lord Deathwing for his generous gift.

However, after getting over his eye addiction, Blake quickly calmed down. He slid down the mountain of gold coins with a feeling of pleasure, and looked at the huge mountain of gold in front of him with his hands on his hips, feeling a little confused.

With so much money, he couldn't even put 1% of it in the several large bags he carried with him. There was also a strange magic in Deathwing's lair that made it impossible to open any kind of portal here.

It seems that a group of people will have to be specially arranged to travel between Highmountain and Tol Barad in the future, and the money will be given to... Wait! Why must it be sent out?

The pirate's eyes lit up and he discovered his misunderstanding.

There is absolutely no need to send it away!

Blake bent down, picked up a fist-sized sapphire from the pile of gold coins at his feet, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

He thought:

"I wanted to find a legendary pirate's treasure trove for myself before. I originally planned to find an unknown island on the sea, but that was not safe and would be noticed by interested people.

Instead of searching for a possible treasure trove in the vast sea, it is better to turn the place in front of you into your own treasure trove.

What a genius idea! "

The pirate was quickly convinced by himself.

But having said that, this place is really good.

It is hidden inside the central mountain range of High Mountain, protected by the magic left by Deathwing. Without the stone emblem in the hands of the pirates, it would be difficult for others to even find it, let alone open it.

This place is near the Thunder Totem Mountains. The tauren of Highmountain have guarded it for more than 10,000 years. Their dedicated work attitude ensures that no treasure is lost in the treasury.

And the Highmountain tauren have no interest in money at all.

Also because of Blake's status as "Eagle Claw Defender", anyone who covets pirate treasures must first pass the level of the Kaolin Ox and the Soul Walker Black Horn.

The Gaoling Cows also have things like the Holy Hammer of Kazgoros in their hands.

Let alone a legend, even a few demigods wouldn't be able to break through easily.

When you think about it, Deathwing's lair is the most perfect treasure trove Black could find in Azeroth.

"Have Khadgar go back to Karazhan in a while, bring the curator here to guard the door for me, and then ask the Children of the Night to smuggle a few war golems here."

Blake rubbed his chin, looked at the surrounding terrain, and thought in his mind:

"It just so happens that Dean Blue Moon is in Val'sharah. After she finishes her work, I will ask her to come over and set up a few more magic locks for my treasure house. From now on, the Great Horn and Frostclaw will be placed in the mountains of Highmountain to serve as my treasure house. alert.

Perfect!

When this is over now, I will exchange all the treasures I hid in the dark forest of Tol Barad and my deposits in the Goblin Bank and pile them all here.

That is my private wealth, and I cannot take advantage of those goblins. "

"Little master, I feel something strange in the pile of gold on your left. It smells like void corrosion. Please be careful.

It should be something left behind when Deathwing was expelled by Huon Highmountain. "

Xal'atath sneered at Black's thoughts at this time. In her opinion, these vulgar money treasures were meaningless.

But her reminder came just in time.

Blake woke up from his fantasy of treasure places and legends of pirate treasures. He coughed and said:

"Don't tell me where it is, I'll try to look for it myself, just to train my sense of the void."

"Okay, you have the final say, my little baby."

Xal'atath laughed angrily.

The pirate raised his finger and released the void energy that had been transforming from the shadow magic in his body. In conjunction with his watcher's endless hunting ability, he quickly captured the faint trace of corrosive aura.

As he climbed the golden mountain on his left, Xal'atath asked again:

"Little master, after you successfully hunted Gaom, your hunting power has reached perfection. The three paths of power are all critical, and you are only one thought away from condensing legendary power.

When do you plan to be promoted? "

"Tonight."

Blake threw a Shadow Fury forward, exploding the golden treasure, and said:

"After finishing the things here, go to Eagle Claw Peak to complete the gathering of legendary power and advance to the legendary realm. By the way, I will finish the last thing in High Mountain.

That lingering guy must be in a state of distress now. Unfortunately, I don’t plan to let it go so easily. Well, I found it!

I knew it must be this thing! "

The pirate cheered with joy, stretched out his hand to grab the thing buried in the gold mountain, and pulled it out from the pile of gold coins with a hard pull.

It was a huge scale.

It looks like a black dragon lin, but its edges are wrapped and fused with molten elemental steel. The scales are huge, and the surrounding contours are not smooth at all. Instead, they are full of a fragmented sense of power.

The irregularly jagged edges seemed to be cast from flaming magma, and in the center of the scales there were traces of Deathwing's blood that had not yet cooled down.

"It can be made into a shield. The corrosive power contained within it has been washed away by time and is no longer a threat, but it can provide the user with effective protection against the void."

Blake knocked on the surface of the scales of the World Destroyer, and a crisp sound came out.

He knew that this thing in the game was a mission item that unlocked the appearance of the warrior's artifact.

But just like the relationship between the Raven Guard and the Windrunner relic, in this real world, this thing itself is a rare thing.

The entry on the character card also proves this:

Name: Blazing Armor of the World Destroyer

Quality: Excellence·Legendary/Forging Materials

Item effects:

1. Things that cannot be shaken:

After the item is made into armor or a shield, it must include terms such as the highest level of physical protection, the highest level of fire resistance, and the highest level of corrosion resistance.

If the forger's craftsmanship is superb, there is a very high chance that the entry "Never Wear" will appear.

2. Scales of the World Destroyer:

This item is tainted with Deathwing's original corruption, and washed away by time, making it no longer possess the terrible infestation of the Void, and can provide the user with additional resistance to the power of the Void.

After being made into a weapon, there is a chance that the entry [Dragon Breath Counterattack] will appear.

Item Description:

Neltharion's black lava blood spurted from its back, smoldering in its former lair for countless years, awaiting the arrival of its next master.

"Alas, I have worked so hard for so long, and in the end I still made the wedding dress for stupid Fenner."

The pirate sadly stroked the sturdy but not heavy World Destroyer dragon scale armor in his hand, and said:

"It's great to have a good brother. I also want to do nothing, and all kinds of good things fall into my hands from the sky. Unfortunately, Tanred is destined not to be the good brother I imagined.

Speaking of which, I gave Fenna so many good things, and I don’t know if I will give the pig a discount in the future. "

"Feel reluctant to part with it?"

Miss Xalatas said cowardly:

"Actually, you know what I'm going to say. Their elves are serious on the surface, but they are very nasty in private.

She had grown up in Quel'Thalas and had seen many such things. In order to maintain the purity of their bloodline, those thousand-year-old nobles would often acquiesce in this kind of thing happening.

And from the perspective of the immortal species, this is not a big deal.

Morality has always been invented by the weak to restrain the strong, but in fact, people like you can do whatever you want, so think about it, my little master.

In addition, I have secretly read Fenner's heart. You will never imagine who your idiot sister will bring into the world when she reads those ridiculous books.

With her brain circuit"

"Okay, stop telling these hellish jokes."

The stinky pirate stretched out a finger, interrupted Xal'atath, and said:

"Don't you want to see me promoted to legend? Leave now. The only requirement is that you shut up. Please."