Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1039 135. Ravenkeys: I'm just an emotionless gossip machine

  Black has a big thing to do in Silithus.

   He was ready to dismantle the Qiraji menace by his own plan, a temporary plan, whose completion depended on the secrets about the taming of the silithids obtained from Emeril Shadowguard.

Although   Qiraji and Qiraji are related by blood, they can be regarded as two species. The worm has its own civilization, while the social posture of the xenogeneic insect is completely a swarm structure.

  If the pirates were able to split the Qiraji and the Qiraji into two factions, the Zerg empire would collapse in an instant.

After all, compared to the massive qiraji, the number of high-level worms is really not much. If the swarms that are mobilized by them and rely on war machines are pulled away, then the Qiraji Empire will instantly be reduced to a third-rate small. power.

   Such an adventure is extremely risky.

   But the benefits and risks are directly proportional. Once Black can accomplish this, he can not only eliminate the threat, but also get a violent army of xenomorphs in an instant.

  This will greatly strengthen the strength of the undead fleet, and make the influence of pirates reach a peak in Kalimdor in an instant.

   But to accomplish this, it is impossible to rely on Black's own power.

   He must get help from other forces.

  By the way, pirates also have a lot of "good things" to show their allies and potential allies with the help of this war started by him.

  His letter had been sent to the forces he had chosen carefully, and as he had expected, it had caused a stir among those forces.

   In the wilderness of Feralas, not far from the Silithus desert, in a huge and ancient city of ten thousand years deep in the lush jungle, a portal is slowly opening.

Wearing a black battle armor and carrying a rune greatsword, Lord Kutalos Ravenkes strode out of the portal. The moment he set foot in Erethalas City, the death knights in front of him brushed together. raised his arms in salute.

   This action is neat and tidy without any noise interference, just like a group of ruthless war machines under unified command, no one speaks but outlines the cold aggression of the dead in the dead silence.

   The daunting ruthlessness spread out to the surroundings along with the chilling aura of the death knights, declaring to the living that this place is the Jedi of living creatures, and only the dead can set foot on it.

   This also made the two demon hunters, Ilisana and Maris, who followed Lord Ravencrest once again feel the majesty of the death knights.

   They are veterans who fought with Illidan in the War of the Ancients.

   They couldn't help but think, if such a battle group forged by death appeared on the battlefield 10,000 years ago, would those demons be so arrogant?

   The answer seems to be yes.

   The Black Crows were born out of time, but it doesn't matter, everyone knows that soon, this sword of death will shine in the confrontation of the old enemy.

   That will be the light that shakes the world.

   "Eresalas"

Lord Ravencrest raised his head and looked at the city in front of him that had withered away in time. He could still remember the magnificent scenery of this city that had hidden countless secrets and treasures 10,000 years ago when the world had not yet been divided. .

  This was once the pride of the Elf Empire, just like Xin Azali.

   But now, there is nothing here but cold death and crippled desolation. The era that belongs to you is finally over.

   "Your Majesty, the Syndra Front Army has been preliminarily formed, please review it!"

   Ten thousand years ago, the adjutant carried the rune-engraved war bow and halberd, strode to Ravencase, and reported to his lord with a neat military salute:

   "Our compatriots are lining up in the Colosseum, and they are waiting for your commander."

   "The review is unnecessary."

  Ravencase waved his hand and said:

   "I trust your military ability, and I didn't come here today to check the military construction here, I have one more important thing to do.

  You get ready, follow me to the great desert of Silithus in an hour, our friend Blake Shaw invited us to join a war, which is exactly what I want.

   The combat effectiveness of the Black Crow Chapter can only be tested through real battles. "

   "Silithus?"

   The general in front of him was stunned for a moment, and he quickly said to the lord with the neatness unique to the undead:

   "After entering Feralas, I had a conversation with the Silverwing Sentinels, and I got some information about that desert from them. It is said that a thousand years ago, a large war broke out there.

  Kaldorei paid a heavy price to defeat the enemy named Qiraji, Your Lord, we are going there. Could it be that our enemies are those bugs?

   Won't they be sealed?

   Is this actively provoking war? "

   "According to Blake, the war of a thousand years ago was not over, and the building of the Beetle Wall was but the beginning of a long truce."

Behind    Lord Ravencrest, Miss Ilysana explained:

"That wall was built by the self-sacrifice of the dragons, but it's not permanent. In fact, according to the information we've gathered in the Illidari, the Qiraji have been crossing the beetles for over a thousand years. Walls multiply throughout Silithus.

  There are countless insect nests in the great desert, and those are the vanguard of the insect people.

   It is clear that the failure of a thousand years ago did not teach the Qiraji empire a lesson, and they have been ready for a long time to start again.

   Lord Black did not start a war.

   He was just responding to the maliciousness of the bug people. Even without his intervention, after ten or twenty years at the most, the sealing effect of the Beetle Wall would be reduced to a precarious level.

   Until then, we still have to face this war.

   Instead of waiting until the worms take the initiative in the war, it is better to complete this counterattack in our way when they are not prepared. "

   "And from what I know about Blake, he's pushing things forward so aggressively that he must have had his own ideas."

   Maris Bane also added:

   "There are rumors about Black's 'dark wisdom' in the outside world. It seems that in the eyes of others, the so-called dark wisdom is a kind of joke used to mock the big pirates.

   But only those who have actually come into contact with Blake Shaw will realize that the dark wisdom is real, and its power is amazing. "

The two demon hunters are considered the "own people" of the Black Ravens because of their relationship with Ilisana. Lord Ravencrest also values ​​these two very highly. In addition to the father-daughter relationship, Ilisana and Maris Capable indeed.

   After all, they are the dark walkers favored by Illidan, and they have their own "fel wisdom".

   After hearing the explanations of the two, although the General Undead was still a little hesitant, he no longer refuted this argument, but immediately turned around and went to prepare the Hippogryph for the long journey.

   But just as Lord Ravencrest was about to set off, an unexpected visitor knocked on the gate of the city of Erethalas, which had been taken over by the Black Ravens.

   There was only one person who came, wearing a green elf cloak, carrying a bow and a pot of arrows, and was very low-key.

   But as the city gate opened, faced with the questioning of the death knight who was vigilant and resistant to the living, the low-key visitor said in the ancient Salas language:

   "Please tell Lord Kutalos Ravencrest that an old friend came to visit. I need to take up a little of his time to discuss the invitation from the great desert of Silithus."

   "Show your identity!"

  The death knight at the gate of the city said indifferently:

   "The Lord is very busy."

   "Oh? You undead still maintain the disgusting arrogance of the Elf Empire after 10,000 years?"

   The low-key guest said something with a sarcastic smile. She raised her head, removed the hood from the top of her head, tossed her indigo hair, and said:

   "The name of the visitor is Shandris Feathermoon.

   Ranger-General of the Silverwing Sentinel, High Priest of the Sisterhood of Elune. I fought with your lord ten thousand years ago, and maybe you fought under me back then.

Soldier!

   Deliver orders!

immediately! "

   The awe-inspiring aura from the slender elf in front of him made the death knight hesitate for a moment. He didn't refute any more, turned around and rode the ghost night saber back to the city.

   A few minutes later, Elisana Ravencrest came to the city gate in person and welcomed General Feathermoon into the city.

   This sentry general looked very young.

   But for elves, appearance and age are not directly related.

  Ilisana maintained a very respectful attitude along the way. It could be seen that even the demon hunters who followed Illidan to develop a habit of arrogance had great admiration for Shandris Feathermoon.

   If Fandral Deerhelm is the **** of war of the Druids, then this General Shandris is the **** of war of the Silver Wing Sentinel.

   She has participated in all the wars since the War of the Ancients. Her high reputation is not only derived from her superb strength and war art, but also from the true or false legends about her.

   and part of it came from her adoptive mother, Tyrande Windwhisper, who is currently the leader of the faith in the kingdom of the Kaldorei Moon God.

In other words, if the night elves are a royal society, then Shandris is the princess of the country. Since Tyrande and Malfurion have no children, Shandris still has a strong sense of the night elves ruling the throne. claim.

   Of course, the elves are a loose country based on faith, so it is difficult for Shandris to become the ruler of the elves, but this does not prevent the sentinel general from being loved by the people.

   She is indeed qualified to be on an equal footing with legendary heroes like Kurtalos Ravencrest, and she is indeed an old friend of Lord Ravencrest.

  The two meet on the flying platform in the city of Erresalas.

   The Hippogryphs are ready to go to Silithus. Lord Ravencrest doesn’t seem to plan to spend too much time catching up with his old friends, so he didn’t have any greetings when they met, so he asked directly:

   "Did the Silver Wing Sentinel also get an invitation from Blake Shaw?"

   "It's not just us. That hateful pirate even sent his letter full of foul language and arrogant fantasies to Mount Hyjal and to my Mindo."

General    Shandris looked at the Lord, who had not seen for ten thousand years, with a look of nostalgia and emotion. She said:

   "Personally, I don't believe the words of a notorious grand pirate, but Mindo seems interested in this whimsical plan.

   The Sisterhood of Elune is even holding a meeting to discuss its feasibility.

  I will go to Silithus as a representative of the Sisterhood and the Silver Wing Sentinels to meet him and ask him in detail about his plans.

  The Great Desert of Silithus is also the area of ​​control for the Southern War Zone of the Silver Wing Sentinel, and if you plan to fight there, I will have to know everything before I can make a decision whether to support you or not. "

  The "Mindo" in Shandris's words was the honorific title of the Kaldorei for their mothers.

   It can be seen from her attitude that she really loves Tyrande from the bottom of her heart.

  After so many stories of fathers and sons and filial piety have been born in Azeroth, there is actually a princess who truly supports her mother. This is really inexplicably moving.

   "Come with me then, Shandris."

   Lord Ravencrest nodded and said:

   "On the way, we can discuss the wars that I have missed, and describe the changes of the Kaldorei in the past ten thousand years for me from the perspective of your witness.

   Also, are you still single? "

The lord    glanced at Shandris's hunting face pattern. According to the tradition of the elves, if you get married, this pattern will also change slightly.

   He said suspiciously:

   "Are you and Jarod?"

   "Lord Lord!"

   General Shandris, who had a dignified expression just now, immediately waved his hands and said:

   "Please don't discuss my personal affairs in front of so many people. Garrod he. He has married Sarah Hill and is a secluded."

   "Ah, it's unimaginable."

   Lord Ravencrest shook his head and said in a regretful tone:

"That stinky boy gave up such a good you and chose to spend his life with a stupid girl from the countryside. This is his loss. As I said back then, if I have a son, I will definitely let him do his best. pursue you.

  Any man who can get your favor is a lucky darling.

what a pity. "

   "Lord Lord!"

   Shandris lowered his head, gritted his teeth and said:

   "Please don't discuss my personal affairs any more, don't you say that the undead are indifferent? Why are you"

   "I just sigh, Shandris."

The lord    let out a cold laugh. He mounted the ghost hippogryph, pulled the reins, and said:

   "So many things happened after my death that it was hard for me to comprehend.

  Tyrande chose Malfurion instead of Illidan, who was deeply in love with her, and Jarod chose Sarah Hill instead of you, who was clearly more affectionate with him.

   You should know that with the prestige of Jarod at that time, he is fully qualified to inherit Azshara's throne.

   Shandris, little girl.

  You almost became the queen of elves.

  You girl is still the same as 10,000 years ago. She is very good but not proactive enough. I guess that's why you miss the most beautiful love.

  Go, follow me to the great desert.

  Things you can’t say to others, you can say to my elder. "

  PS:

   Indeed, there has been a lot of Shishi wisdom recently.

   I wrote it too. Now I admit my mistakes, and I will not pay attention to this aspect in the future. It is not just because of everyone's suggestions, but I found that if I write too much wisdom, I will not be able to write normal chapters.

   This is a problem that must be resolved.

   Several brothers privately messaged me to ask about the progress of the plot. Now I will reply in a unified manner. The plot is basically in the second half, but it is still a little far from the battle of the ancients.

   is not deliberately to whet your appetite, but the plot must be arranged in this way.

   You will know the reason later.

   As for the question of the heroine. I really want to write a harem, but unfortunately the current review scale does not allow it. And I have a bottom line for the ethics that I won't touch, although because it has been corrupted by Slaanesh, there are really not many left.

   I know there will be people wondering why I got corrupted by Slaanesh

   The reason is simple.

  Anyone who has become a father knows that, alas, men are so hard.

   (end of this chapter)