Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1070 166. The Last Night of Silithus

  After the last two lord bugs of the ruins of Qiraji were also tamed by the hunters arranged by the smelly pirates, at the darkest hour before dawn, tonight's war has entered a real garbage time.

The    swarm has receded.

   They even brought back those companions who died in the chaos under the new order. They were extremely docile, and even knew how to make way for the soldiers in front of them.

   Such a change is difficult for many people to accept.

   The old cow, leaning on the totem, looked at the swarm of insects at the ebb in front of him with a complex look. Beside this powerful warrior, the bodies of various alien insects and insect people were already piled up.

  If the xenomorphs can think the most basic, when they see the corpses of the worms piled up by the mountains around Kane, they should also regard him as the enemy they will never forget.

  Cairne Bloodhoof almost single-handedly defended the path to the temple battlefield for the death knights after the line collapsed.

   He slaughtered wildly tonight, unleashing his destructive power.

In the wild battle, Kane also fell into desperation. At the fatal moment surrounded by the swarm, he was also forced to release a rebirth of the earth, and killed Kane at a great price in the swarm. When moving on, the tenacious old cow gave the swarm a big surprise with his full blood resurrection.

  Especially in the big bunker in front of Kane, there is a xenomorph lord very similar to the tenacious Van Cress, who should be the craziest swarm general under General Rajax.

The sandworm predator named Kulinnax died tragically by smashing his head with a totem by Kane, and in order to kill it, Kane even smashed the supreme gift given to him by Ulan Gaoling. Ridge Rune Spear.

   Now the top half of the spear is stuck in the smashed brain of Kulinax.

   "What are you thinking?"

  Blox's exhausted voice sounded from behind Kane, and the old cow flicked his tail and stepped forward to pull his broken spear from the broken brain of the predatory lord.

   He said in a loud voice to the old orc who was also a warrior:

   "I'm just sighing.

   Maybe because of the experience of the clan, my understanding of night elves is full of prejudice.

  It wasn't until I really saw the rampant destruction of the Qiraji swarm that I realized what those tall, thin people I didn't like were doing thousands of years ago.

  If the kaldorei failed to stop these qiraji in the battle of quicksand

The    Bloodhoof Clan would not even have a chance to exist.

   I shouldn't hate them.

  In the long past that we don't know, before my grandfather was born, we owed the night elves an undeniable favor. "

   "You're a good fighter, Kane, but you always think too much.

   The favor of the past and the hatred of the present do not conflict, and you cannot turn a blind eye to the suffering of the night elves that their gods have inflicted on you because they have protected you in the past.

   This is not what a chief should think. "

  The old orc found a stone and sat down, and dug out an exquisite tauren pipe from his bag, which was given to him by Ulan Gaoling after the Great Warrior War.

He lit the tobacco leaves with flint, and regardless of the corrosion and scratches left by the worm's limbs on the armor, Brox threw the dragon-slaying axe in his hand to Kai while enjoying the tranquility after the war. kindness.

Say:

   "That bug's carapace must be good for armor. We will give you five or five points for the good things you collect."

   "But I do all the work, and I think I should take more."

   Lao Niu laughed and used a sharp axe to cut open the solid shell of the predatory lord in front of him, and cut off six sharp worm limbs.

   With Kane's vision, it is not difficult to find that these black claws as sharp as knives only need a little polishing to become a good spear material. As he was working, he said to the old orc sitting next to him resting:

   "You orcs are also clan-based in Draenor. I've heard a lot of stories of great chieftains from Grom, and to be honest, I'm a little confused now about how to deal with the relationship between the tauren and the Kaldorei.

  I know that you served a great and wise chief.

   Can you maybe give me some advice? "

   "Advice? I don't think you need a loser's advice. You should probably ask Blake Shaw a question like that. For a small price, his dark wisdom will serve you."

  Brocks sat on the stone in the sitting position of a big boss, watching the death knights silently clearing the battlefield in front of him, he exhaled a breath of smoke and said to Kane:

   "But if you think Blake's dark suggestion is too 'stimulating,' I might as well have a chat with you.

  You are tossing between kindness and hatred, which is actually a very simple choice.

   In our orc way, the Kaldorei do indeed shelter this continent, they protected you during the Battle of the Quicksands, and it is a kindness that needs to be repaid.

   So when they need help, you can command your clan to fight for their existence to the death.

   But the pain their gods have given you is also real.

   This is hatred and must be reckoned with.

   So when you go to confront that Cenarius, you don't need to give him too much face, the bad things are formed by his indulgence of his heirs, and this is his fault.

   Can't because the kaldorei are kind to you, so you tauren deserve to suffer? "

   The old orc coughed twice, shrugged his shoulders and said to Kane:

   "A lot of idiots think that the balance of grievances is the truth, but how can it be so easy to eliminate hatred? We orcs know this best.

  You must release the anger in your heart so that you can seek peace with peace of mind.

   It is impossible for people with hatred in their hearts to think calmly, and it is even more impossible to persuade the people behind you to be as calm as you. If you have to choose between kindness and hatred, you must put your own people first.

   You may have many friends you can rely on, but your people can only rely on you.

   You can't let them down.

  Once they are disappointed, you are out of luck.

   I don't think the kaldorei will lend a helping hand when you're down. These night elves are indeed humbler than their brethren, but they are still elves.

   Pride and arrogance are their original sins. "

   "Ugh, who said orcs are not wise?"

  Kane felt that what the old orc said was reasonable. He threw the Dragon Slaying Axe back to Brox, and divided half of the materials he had collected and threw them at the feet of the old orc.

   Lao Niu waved his hand dashingly and said:

   "The ones that are too much are paid to you for your green-skinned wisdom. Besides, you've already come, why don't you go to Desolace with me? Help me fight a dozen centaurs, and I'll invite you to drink after the battle."

   "You're starting to follow Blake's way too."

  Brocks glared at Kane and said:

   "You old cow looks simple and honest, and you learn to be bad faster than us. But if you want to hire fighters like me and my brother, this amount of materials is not enough.

   Can you be as generous as Blake and get the money? "

"I do not have money."

   Lao Niu wagged his tail, spread his hands and said:

   "My ancestral armor is sold to goblins to exchange food for my people."

   "No money to talk about."

  Brocks sneered and said:

   "We in Blackrock Mountain still have a lot of troubles to solve. How can we be like that lunatic Grom, leaving the family business and working for others?"

   "Don't worry, I haven't finished speaking yet."

   Lao Niu squeezed his eyes and showed a sly smile. He patted the old orc on the shoulder and said:

   "But centaurs are predatory, and I have heard that in their ancestral land, the Valley of the Spears, there are tombs of their five great khans, which are full of gold and silver treasures.

  It is useless for us tauren to ask for money.

  Don't worry, it won't let you do it in vain. "

   "It's okay to hire a killer to kill someone with someone else's money."

   The old orc spit out a smoke ring, hammered the old ox **** the broad waist, and said:

   "You **** really learned a lot of cunning wisdom from Blake, you can't go on like this, you don't have Blake's ability, so don't learn his bad way of thinking.

   I took the job.

  I also want to go and learn from the centaur war khans who can suppress warriors like you for decades. Anyway, our shaman is going, just take it as a distraction in the past.

  Er, what is that? "

  Brocks stood up, lifted the worm shell material under his feet, and was about to leave here with Kane, but looked back at the sky behind him with a feeling.

  In the depths of the distant desert, there is a golden light shining in the night.

   "Holy Light?"

   The old orc glanced at the paladins behind him in surprise, and said to Kane:

   "How many people have come from the Church of the Holy Light? Can they still assign people to help the hunters who are fighting in the desert?"

   "Well, that's not someone from the Church of the Holy Light."

   Kane, who lived on the Nagfar all this time, shook his head and explained:

   "Before the battle, I saw that Blake sent a black-robed lady to follow the hunters to the large insect nest in the desert, which should be the holy light released by that lady.

  The others on the ship respected her, she was said to be a light heretic? "

   "Ah, I know who it is."

  The old orc pouted and said:

"'Shadow of Oblivion' Natalie Seelin is a true ruthless character, the orc warriors who died at the hands of her and her lunatic followers could form a small clan during our years at war with humans .

   I hunted her down myself under Orgrim's orders.

how to say?

   That woman was terrible, she was one of the few people who survived being cut by me. "

   "So powerful?"

  Kane widened his eyes and said:

   "I think she's very talkative. She's a very low-key person, and she doesn't have much sense of presence on the boat."

   "Aha, another guy who was tricked by Ms. Natalie."

   Stupid Fina, who happened to pass by here, heard Kane's words. She rolled her eyes and said to Kane:

   "The most evil person on that ship is my stinky brother, but in terms of the level of evil, Ms. Natalie can at least rank in the top five, and everyone respects her not just because she is a ship doctor.

   By the time you really **** her off, you'll know how scary a Shadow Priest can be when he steps into the void on his own while still being loved by the Light.

   She can easily drive you crazy with just one look, I'm not bragging, I've seen it with my own eyes

   more than once. "

—

   "Ah!"

   Outside the Regal Insect Nest in the Silithus desert, Natalie Selin, leaning on a gorgeous staff that overflowed with light, suddenly sneezed.

   She thought it must be someone talking bad about her behind her back.

   Of course, it is also possible that he is too weak now.

  Behind Natalie, Emeril Shadowguard was looking at the low-key black-robed ship doctor and the young long-legged goddess beside her with a look of respect and fear.

   In fact, when Black assigned the two ladies to follow the hidden path hunters to rush into the hive to tame the low-level swarm lords, Emeril refused.

   She would rather have battle-hardened Cenarion Druids as healers for her squad, rather than two human priestesses who don't seem to be at all intimidating.

   But Black refuses her replacement request, and tells her that ten druids are not as good as one Natalie.

   At that time Emeril did not believe it.

   But now she believes.

   She didn't know what happened to the teams that went deep into the other two worm nests.

   But her team started with fifteen people, and now she has experienced a fight with a terrifying insect in a worm nest, and after the difficult task of taming it, it is still fifteen people.

   This is nothing short of a miracle!

   They fought for several hours in a large worm nest with at least tens of thousands of bugs, but none of them died, and there were few serious injuries. This terrifying healing efficiency was comparable to the Moon Sacrifice of the Sisters of Elune.

   What is even more rare is that Ms. Natalie will not only use holy light to heal, but when the team encounters the risk of being besieged and destroyed by a swarm of insects, the void magic of Ms. Selin, who switches to the shadow form, is also deadly.

   After seeing Natalie frighten more than a dozen vicious bugs to death with a psychic scream, Emeriel no longer dared to show any contempt for this low-key priest.

   She realized that Blake's admiration wasn't bragging.

   As long as the black-robed priest thinks, she can easily destroy the enemy in this worm nest and her team of fifteen people.

  With the help of the long-legged goddess beside her, Natalie Selin wouldn't even be hurt after killing them and the bugs.

   Natalie felt the awe-inspiring gaze of the elf ranger behind her.

   But she didn't care.

   She stroked the Legendary Priest Scepter she had managed to make in her hand. In the beating of the golden streamer, Natalie, who was a little weak, looked at Partrice, who was chanting with her head bowed beside her.

   She said with a sure compliment:

   "Isen Lien taught you well, little girl, you have all the conditions to become a legendary priest of the Holy Light, you are the most talented healer I have ever seen.

   What is even more commendable is that you will not only heal, but you will also use the power of the Holy Light to fight.

   Do you plan to become a discipliner in the future? "

   "Well, yes, mentor Natalie."

  Although Natalie left the Church of the Holy Light a long time ago and was accused of heresy by many priests, the silver priest Partrice still called this senior who taught her first aid in the past.

   She looked at Natalie's shining "Blessing" staff with a little envy, and said softly:

   "It was the advice given to me by His Majesty Fao. He said that the Holy Light had arranged my destiny, and he also said that I could take over the position of Ethan Lien's mentor and become a Grand Inquisitor.

   But compared to fighting, I still.

   prefers the feeling of healing. "

   "If you have talent, you can't waste it. Her Majesty Fao's vision is still very accurate."

   Natalie noticed the gaze of her former little disciple, and she raised the staff in her hand.

  Under the transformation of the power of the void, the shining golden staff instantly turned from a holy and incomparable healing artifact into a spooky evil staff.

   With a gentle wave, it can bring out a purple-black void streamer, but just a glance will make Partrice shudder.

   "Would you like a weapon that understands your power like this, and can change its form according to your heart?"

   Natalie whispered to Partrice:

   "In front of a shadow priest, you don't have to hide your desires. You just saw with your own eyes how I passed the test of light and shadow and made my own 'Blessing and Cursing'.

  I can tell you that there is more than one such weapon in this world, and the Sisters of Elune also have many similar Divine Eyes and Shadow Eyes in their collection.

  You can have it, too, Partrice.

   This is the best reward for a pastor.

   Or, you can pursue the greater power of divine discipline and strive to become an outstanding discipliner

   The evil Blake I serve may be able to help you find the power you need.

   But heed my warning, don't believe any of his words, especially when he asks you to pay for the information you need.

   A little girl like you is his favorite prey.

   His relationship life has been very bad recently, so there is a high probability that he will not eat you. "

  Natalie reached out and patted Parrice on the head, like slapping a kitten, and said softly in a playful tone:

   "But he'll enjoy 'taming' you."

   "So, stay away from him, stay away from dangerous dirty things, and be good."

   (end of this chapter)