Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1103 199. Although I started a war, I just want to make the centaurs great again

   Black's words silenced the entire tent.

   The three centaur prophet elders who were lying on the ground like war horses instantly widened their eyes. Under the persuasion of the soul walker Black Horn, they have been looking forward to the legendary dark wisdom since last night.

   And Black did not let them down.

Look!

   is indeed a world-renowned villain!

   This opening was really extraordinary, and it broke through the imagination limit of the three elder prophets of the Malodi tribe at once.

   They thought that they would be thankful that they could leave a complete clan after the war, but they didn't think so. The stinky pirates started by integrating the entire centaur society and establishing a unified civilization.

  What is a pattern?

   These words made the three elders not know what expression or language to respond with, and they felt a sense of shame in their hearts.

   He is a centaur tribe known for his wisdom, but he never dared to think of such a great cause.

   But precisely because they never dared to think about it, the three of them fell into a kind of sluggishness after hearing Blake's words, which made Blake shake his head helplessly.

   He burned the apple core in his hand with the fire of the void, and said to the three old centaur prophets in front of him:

   "I understand that you need some time to think about this important thing, after all, this is a feat that has never been done before in Centaur history.

  I know you will be surprised or unbelievable, but as long as you nod your head, I can help you resolve the grievances between you and the tauren of your old enemy.

   even helps you connect with the kaldorei elves.

  Desolace is still yours. As long as you are willing to help restore life to this land that has been poisoned by you for a thousand years, I think the most demanding druids will also accept you.

   As you can see, I have indeed waged a war on your land against your fellow men, but trust me, I have no ill will against the centaurs.

  I'm just using this war to destroy the blood feud of the old age, and use the skulls of those barbarians to lay a stronger foundation for the centaur civilization.

   I just want you children of the earth and nature to be great again.

  You have the dual bloodlines of nature demigods and earth princesses. On the day you were born, you were qualified to become a decisive force in this world.

  You have the foundation for the noble and the great.

  You just went the wrong way, it's not your fault that you are what you are now, you just lack guidance.

   No one helped you before.

   But now, I am willing to do it for you. "

   In the eyes of everyone in the tent, Blake grinned flawlessly.

  Eight white teeth gleamed at this moment, this smile dispelled the gloomy temperament of the pirate, making him look sunny and credible.

   Soul Walker Heijiao pouted, and he said in his heart that it is fortunate that this guy didn't stay in the Supreme Mountain for a long time, otherwise the wisdom of Wulan Gaoling would really not be able to fight him.

  Look at what he's saying to the centaurs now.

  Tsk tsk, what a perfect piece of crap.

As for Elder Drektal, he is now very glad that he is blind, and he doesn't need to pay attention to Blake Shaw's evil performance. He can pretend that he didn't see or hear these terrible temptations with extreme nationalism. speech.

  The old shaman almost didn't have to think about what a terrible and hopeless future it would bring to the centaurs once the centaurs of the Malodi clan listened to Black's words.

   Yes, the centaurs may indeed be united with the help of pirates.

   But at what cost?

  The day when they lost the right to freely choose their future forever, they could only run wild according to the script Blake gave them, and even the soul would not be freed from it.

This is how the devils in the    story lie.

   They will only outline a perfect future and guide them with words to convince the seduced that it is all a choice they made according to their own heart.

   But that's not it!

  The freedom to be guided is illusory, and the decision to be tempted is just the devil's trick.

   As for the last spectator, Magatha Grimtotem from the Bloodhoof clan, the legendary shaman who hated and detested outsiders like Black in his heart seemed to understand the evil tricks of pirates.

   She felt that such behavior was too evil.

   But considering that the target was a centaur, Magatha did not say anything to stop it, but watched the "performance" of the smelly pirate with a happy look.

   She even had some pity on these barbarians.

   They have never been in contact with civilization. The first time they met with the wisdom of the outside world was a heavyweight opponent like Blake Shaw. It was really too difficult for these centaurs.

   But the pirates didn't care about the thoughts and actions of the three behind him.

   He stood up and said to the three half-believing centaur prophets who also got up:

   "I will prove my sincerity with practical actions, I will release your mother, I will persuade your father to forgive you for your terrible sins, and I will show your origin before you.

  The centaurs don't have their own gods, which may be the main reason why you fall into barbarism, but it doesn't matter, you will soon have a **** who can protect you and bless you.

   You should probably call her 'grandmother'.

   But unfortunately, you may need to share her glory with others. "

   The centaur prophet in front of him was about to speak, but Black reached out his hand to stop him. He said:

   "Don't give me the answer now, I will let you see with your own eyes everything I promised, I will pay my remuneration in advance, and then it will be your turn to show your sincerity.

  The civilized world is doing this, and you may be able to learn from now.

I believe.

  I will be the best teacher for the centaurs. "

   After he finished speaking, he looked left and right, coughed, and said to the three prophets and elders in front of him:

"If you have no objection, then find a quiet place and let's talk about the details. It will take a day or two before the war on the outside world comes to an end. I believe we can discuss a solution that will satisfy both parties. Program.

   That is a plan for you to decide, and you can choose your own future. "

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  The war in Desolace is chaotic.

  Although victorious on all three battlefields, the centaurs who were killed or captured on the spot were very few. Most of the centaurs fled the battlefield and began to wander around the entire Desolace.

  The tauren and the orcs allied to carry out a brutal hunt.

   Their target is the centaur nobles who hold the leadership in the centaur society, as for the large number of pariahs and warriors, they are selectively spared.

   With the help of the portals provided by the Shaldorei pirates who have a good level of magic, tauren hunters and orc warriors can always accurately lock on the target and launch strikes.

   On the third day, the night elves who had been motionless all along seemed to have received orders from the upper echelons, and a team of silver-wing sentry hunters dispatched from Feralas also joined this cruel and precise hunt.

   It seems that the Kaldorei has finally made up his mind to take this opportunity to completely solve the centaur problem in Desolace.

This piece of land lies between the Stonetalon Mountains and the Feralas Wilds. This is the traditional sphere of influence of the night elves. Against the backdrop that the demons are about to return to the world, the unsettling factor of being able to solve the hinterland ahead of time is not for the Kaldorei. harm.

   After a brief exchange between Cairne Bloodhoof and the current leader of the Vanguard of the Silverwing Sentinels, the tauren withdrew from the battlefield and returned to their fortress, representing the continued hunt for the centaur nobles in the hands of the elves.

  The tauren can finally free up their hands to advance more important things.

   Three days have passed since the start of the war.

In the early hours of the fourth day, with the victorious joy of the winner, the beautiful and beautiful old cow finally brought his think tank and friend Hamuul Runetotem, and the very capable Sunwalker Chief Dezko. Riding the tauren's huge kodo mount, he came to the source of disaster in the desolate land.

   is also in the Valley of Spears, a holy place for the centaurs.

  Old Niu originally thought that when the other three tribes were attacked, the fourth tribe, the Malodi tribe, who was stuck in the Valley of the Spears, should also enter a state of war.

   But unexpectedly, when he entered the Valley of the Spears, he saw a very quiet situation.

  Though the savage centaur mausoleum guards were still as rude and unruly as before, they uncharacteristically gave way to the visiting tauren.

   also sent centaur shamans to "escort" them to the depths of the sacred Valley of Spears.

   The centaurs along the way glared at these old enemies, the tauren, but no one took the initiative to take the initiative, even slobbering and other behaviors. It can be seen that the centaurs of the Malodi tribe are not friendly.

   But they seem to have orders.

   All this surprised Old Cow Kane, and they didn't understand what was going on until they were escorted into the sacred tombs hollowed out by a whole mountain beneath the towering Maraudon hills.

   "Why are you so surprised?"

  The great pirate Black Shaw leaned comfortably against the gilded tent that only the prophets of the Malodi tribe were entitled to in this dark and crystal-covered ancient tomb.

  Besides him, besides his "evil servants", there are three old but peaceful centaur prophets.

   That is the commander of the Malodi tribe.

   But now, the three prophetic leaders are guarding the evil great pirate Black Shaw with a respectful attitude, and looking at the tauren who set foot on the Holy Land with a look of disgust but patience.

   "You tamed them? It only took three days, no, two days?"

  Although Lao Niu has seen many big scenes, when he saw this scene in front of him, he was still shocked by Blake's "omnipotence".

   Hamuul and Sunwalker behind him also showed shocked expressions, they could not imagine that the savage centaur could show such a submissive servant temperament.

   "Don't say it so badly, what is 'tame'?

The word    is so bad, it brings back a lot of bad memories, some really unkind comments, and some really bad radical ideas.

   Don't use this word in the future. "

  Black sat cross-legged in the golden tent. He spread his hands and explained to the old cow:

   "We know too little about our centaur friends, who are not all beings cursed by savagery and violence, who occasionally follow the guidance of wisdom.

   This made me see the hope of centaur union.

  I described my thoughts to my three friends, and I told them that with wisdom, they could lead the centaur to greatness again. They felt that what I said was very reasonable, and they were willing to help me accomplish the cause of appeasing the earth.

  My new friends are really warm and honest and very studious.

  I even plan to prepare some apprenticeship seats for the centaurs of the Malodi clan in my Warlock Academy, and I will share not only wisdom but also power with them.

   Such sharing is the foundation of our long-term cooperation. "

   The smelly pirate stroked the ancient centaur-style pendant exuding power in his hands, and he laughed and said:

   "The Malodi clan felt my sincerity, and they were honest and grateful, and they even elected me as the 'Chan of the Chosen One', and my dark wisdom led the centaur to rise.

   But you all know that I am a person who is indifferent to fame and fortune.

   Such exaggerated glory should not belong to me.

  I persuaded my friends to let you set foot on the Centaur sanctuary, but in exchange, you and I will cleanse the sanctuary for our friends from the Malodi tribe.

   They say evil satyrs have slipped into the Holy Land, stole their holy relics, sealed the tomb, and spread curses and darkness there, making a mess of their Holy Land.

   This is intolerable for any person of justice. I have sent my friends to investigate, are you ready?

  We're going into Maraudon together to clean up the darkness for our centaur friends. "

   "That's what we're here for."

  Kane touched his desert halberd, he looked left and right, and said:

   "But if the relic that opened the Holy Land was stolen by Satyr, then how do we get in?"

   "Simple, didn't we bring cheating?"

  Black laughed and snapped his fingers. Behind him, Blackhorn, a spirit walker in priestly robes, took out the Hammer of Khaz'gross, the holy artifact of the High Mountain Clan.

  Black Horn stroked the simple stone hammer and chanted the incantation in a low voice.

   In the next instant, the ground where everyone was standing shook.

   In Kane's exclamation, everyone was instantly "engulfed" by the earth, like melting, pulled into the ground, and walked along the thick ground in an indescribable posture.

   After more than ten seconds, they were sent to the depths of the Marathon Holy Land. In a huge cave filled with fluorescent vines and spar of various colors, the group was "vomited" by the earth again.

   This kind of experience is a bit exciting for flesh and blood creatures, and the pressure of walking through the earth is not something that anyone can bear. After being sent into the ground by the Holy Hammer, the old centaur prophets can't stand it.

   Covered his mouth and rushed to the side to vomit.

   Lao Niu and his brothers were strong, but slightly dizzy.

   But their expressions were also not very good-looking, because in front of them, Magatha Grimtotem, who had been banished from the Bloodhoof clan, was staring at them with a look of disgust and hatred.

Beside Magatha, there is also a white-haired orc old shaman with black cloth strips in his eyes and an elemental double axe around his waist, which can make Magatha, a war old woman who has always been rebellious, willing to serve as a servant Follow along, proving the power of this old orc shaman.

   He should be the "blind prophet" respected by the orcs.

   "Did Grom and Brother Saurfang not come?"

  Kane looked around and asked:

   "He shouldn't miss the opportunity to challenge a powerful enemy like this, right?"

   "Grom says he's not interested in weak elementals, and he's walking around Desolace with his Warsong clan, hunting down the centaur nobles."

  The old shaman said helplessly:

   "You also know the stinky temper of the Hellscream family. He doesn't want to come and no one can force him. As for the Saurfangs, they are taking their juniors to enjoy the joy of war.

   That's part of homeschooling that they all lack."

  “Shu”

   Before the old orc could finish speaking, a shadow bloomed in front of Black's eyes.

   Void Watcher Sera Moonguard in purple-black armor strode out with graceful cat-like steps.

   There is also a dark satyr's head in her hand. This guy must be in pain before dying. Its eyes are wide and full of fear, and filthy blood is still dripping from under the head.

   "The satyr lord Velitarn is dead, and his satyrs are being hunted, give us a moment, captain, the dark filth they spread is about to end."

  Black nodded with satisfaction, and the efficiency of the watchmen was as always appreciated.

   He threw the head of the satyr lord who had polluted the Holy Land to the three centaur prophets behind him, making the centaurs who had been suffering from being unable to purify the Holy Land ecstatic.

   If they had been skeptical of Black's remarks before, then after seeing the substantive proof given by the pirates, they no longer had any doubts about Black's wisdom and strength.

  Looking at the respect of the three old centaurs to Black, Soulwalker Ebonhorn, Magatha Grimtotem and the old orc Drek'Thar shook their heads at the same time.

The centaurs of   Desolace have willingly stepped into the beautiful blueprint that Black has carefully prepared for them, and they are determined to make the centaur civilization great again.

   The more steadfast they are, the tighter they will be bound by the dark threads, and they will shout glory, and then become the best marionettes in Black's hands.

   Fighting desperately for the ambition of pirates, taking the ideal of pirates as the ultimate pursuit of his civilization.

   Unless Blake acts kindly, they are completely helpless.

   (end of this chapter)