Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1533 166. You can't disturb Heilong's seclusion life, otherwise she will eat you - Jiagen [2025]

  Surama's long night had nothing to love.

  Black went back to the boat and enjoyed the night fishing with Maiev. Although the two of them could not catch a fish until dawn, the pirates did not continue to complain.

   In the early morning of the next day, at the same time as the Suramar Kingdom Council meeting that was reopened in the Dark Night Fortress, the Nagfar also left this ancient and mysterious coast with Black, Maiev and Sefir.

  Xalatas did not come forward to say goodbye or walk with Black. The arrogant Elder sent himself back to Northrend with mysterious magic.

   She's there to get ready to enter the titan city of Ulduar with Blake and a bunch of her most hated titan keepers.

   For others, this journey may be rescue or awakening, but for the vengeful Xal'atas, the purpose of this journey is very clear.

   The enemy, Yogg Saron, who did terrible and terrible things to her at the beginning, is there, and she must return all the anger and all the pain she has suffered in her heart to that bad old god.

  Only this kind of revenge can make Xal'atas's inner anger completely dissipate, and then embrace his new life as the supreme lord of the swarm empire and start his new life in another world.

   Well, those who are burdened with the past cannot enjoy the present and look forward to the future.

   But for Black, before he can return to Tol Barad with the harvest, he must go to another place and collect his own reward.

   If you do the math, this deal has dragged on for too long.

   "So, our destination is Highmountain."

  The pirate said to Sefir, who had put on his first mate's uniform and stayed behind him:

   "It's up to you to take over the Nagfar, by the way, to appease the stupid little Xingxing. She was demoted to second mate because of your return, which makes her feel that her increasingly successful pirate career has suffered a major blow."

   "Huh? Does Little Star have any successful pirate career?"

  Sefir pushed his top hat and said solemnly:

   "Isn't she just hanging around behind you all the time?

  Speaking of which, during the time I left, how many autobiographies did she publish? Others write autobiographies by condensing their life, our little star writes autobiography as a diary

   Is this really good? "

   "Anyway, her fans all over the world said yes, I heard that the sales of the new version of the autobiography have reached a new high because of the very exciting side stories."

  Black pouted and said:

   "That guy is really lawless. He used my story as a material, and he didn't know how much money I made from writing the book. Damn! I heard that she will sign a book sale in Ironforge in a few days.

   Am I going to go to her book club meeting and pull up a banner to ask for her salary? Do you want to go with me? "

   "Don't go, it's a shame."

  Sefir snorted and said:

   "You still do this by yourself, remember to wear a mask when you pull up the banner to ask for wages, our now-famous undead pirates can't afford to lose this person.

   But speaking of it, you want to stop at the High Mountain, are you going to Thunder Totem? "

   The first mate asked curiously:

   "I remember that after the Highmountain tauren and the Bloodhoof tauren formed an alliance, they were also forming their own fleet to open up the sea route from the Broken Isles to the Barrens.

   Are you here for this? "

   "That's right."

  Blake breathed out his smoke ring and leaned back in his vulgar and ornate golden chair, and said:

   "Eudora's trading company has been helping Kane train sailors, but the tauren seem to be born to the earth, and they become very clumsy when they enter the sea.

  Except for the Tide Totem Tauren of Magatha, who were able to adapt to the sea after receiving the blessing of the water element, other tauren clans are not very suitable for voyages.

   But they do play well.

It is said that Eudora is considering recruiting a group of tauren sailors to serve as the guards of the merchant ships. This suggestion has been agreed by Kane and Ulan. They also hope that the young people of their tribe will go outside more and see outside the tauren society. world.

  It's great, the Tauren civilization has also shown signs of rising.

   However, this time aside from this, there is another very important thing to deal with. "

  The pirate stood up, moved his wrist, and said:

   "I have a treasure trove in Highmountain, go and see what's going on there. I don't have to stay on the coast for long, I'll be back in half a day at most."

   After finishing speaking, Blake stepped forward and pushed open the door of the captain's room. Soon, a crisp cry from the sky sounded in the sky, and as a firelight streaked across the sky, the pirates disappeared in this sea area.

  Sefir watched the captain leave, and the shrewd and capable chief mate turned to give instructions to the ghost sailors to turn the ship to the Highmountain coast, where they were to make a temporary stop.

   Then, the first officer went to the cabin to comfort the little star who was said to be lost.

   But when he opened the door, he saw the idiot Little Xingxing lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. In the cabin full of food scraps and scraps, there were several cases of rum that had been emptied.

   Little Xingxing had a half-bottle of wine in his hand while snoring like a giant dragon.

This guy.

  Sefir frowned tightly, looking at the little star who looked lost in her dreams, she thought, this guy won't be demoted to this point because of his first deputy position, right?

   Hey, she has so many prestigious identities, but is she the only one who cares so much about the title of Nagfar?

"Um"

  Seifer rubbed her chin and looked at the little star that smelled of alcohol. She thought, it seems that she has to find a way to refresh this guy.

   It's been more than a day, and Little Xingxing didn't even write a single word of the new book. This is not her style.

   If it goes on like this, the famous dragon belt writer in Azeroth will be doomed.

Ugh.

   The captain seemed to have said just now that a qualified and excellent first mate is needed on the wreck of this world, right?

   First Officer Long looked up and down the drunk Little Xingxing, she whispered a little against her will:

   "This guy does look very qualified and excellent. Her carefree temperament can probably get along with those strange mechanical gnomes, right?"

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   On the other hand, Black didn't know that his first mate was going to give up his new position to the stupid little Xingxing, but he also felt guilty about it.

   Because he just cheated on Sefir.

  He didn't come to Highmountain to see his pirate treasury, where Fengling, Frostclaw and Great Horn guarded, and there were layers of protection from various killing agencies from Mechagon, so there would be no problem at all.

   And the treasure house hidden in the mountains of the High Mountains is already full. Black is planning to borrow the Hammer of Khaz'gross, the sacred object of the High Mountain cattle, to completely seal the treasure house underground.

   Just leave Fengling to guard.

   Frostpaw and Bighorn are ready for training and are heading to Northrend with them.

  The real purpose of his coming to the highest mountain this time is to meet an "old friend".

   "Not over there! Not that huge tauren city, we're not going there, you idiot, follow my instructions."

  Black took out a unique dragon scale exuding a dark luster from his luggage. According to the vibrations from the dragon scale, he rode the sky to wander around in the mountains of the High Mountain.

It took    more than ten minutes to find a tauren cave that looked like a seclusion on the top of the highest snow-capped peak in this piece of land.

   It seems that there are people who have been active for a long time here. Although it is a cave, it is very warmly arranged. There are also fields in the snow valley, which are full of various fruits and vegetables.

   There is a river not far from the side, and salted fish are also dried on the racks outside the cave.

  Although this place is hard to find, and the altitude is so high that ordinary people will be deprived of oxygen, it does feel like a secluded place.

  The pirate jumped off the active firebird, gestured to it, and let it go to Frostpaw and Bighorn to play with, and he would call it when he needed to return.

  The sky screamed and took off and disappeared into the clouds. It also liked this place full of natural atmosphere.

  Blake walked into the tauren vegetable garden in front of him. He picked a fruit that looked like a cucumber from the vine next to him, rubbed it in his hand, and put the juice in his mouth.

   Then, like a melon-stealer, he looked around for something delicious.

   "The melon thief! It's time to fight!"

   The moment he reached out and touched the vegetable garden again, a rock whistled and flew over, hitting Blake precisely on the forehead.

   shattered the pirate's phantom into black smoke, and made the real Black appear on the edge of the orchard with several large purple berries in his hand.

   While rubbing the fruit, which looked delicious, he looked back at the "Sneak Attacker".

   It was a cow man with a basket of herbs and dressed in local traditional clothes

  Uh, a female antler tauren, with dark skin, but with curved horns, black braids hanging over her chest, and holding an herbalist's pathfinder stick in her hand.

   Judging by the standards of the Tauren, this is a proper beauty.

   Although he had never seen her before, Blake waved his hand very familiarly and greeted the cow man in front of him, winking his eyes and saying:

"Hello, Countess, is it interesting to play the game of seclusion here? If Your Excellency Deathwing knows that his wife is hiding here and playing love games with a tauren, even if it is crazy, it will immediately rush from Deep Rock. Come out and swallow your sweetheart in one bite."

"To shut up!"

   The cow man in front of him scolded.

   She sensed her surroundings, and after confirming that no one was there, did she change her disguise with dark magic power flowing all over her body, and turned herself back into the attitude of a mature and cold elf lady.

   is still the set of bright red combat leather armor, still has long gray hair, still has ruthless eyes, and the skin under the neck has terrible scars.

   This is Lady Sinestra, the mother of black dragons, who had a relationship with Black in the Spires of Arak in the world of Draenor before.

   At an unknown moment, she actually sneaked back to Azeroth, and even went to the inaccessible place of Highmountain in the Broken Isles, playing the game of seclusion.

   But obviously, as the original dragon queen of Deathwing, it is impossible for Lady Sinestra to come to this remote place without any purpose and disguise as a Tauren with antlers.

   "Then, judging from your appearance, you should have already found him."

  Blake put the berries in his hand into his mouth, and when he bit the peel, the delicious juice flowed into his mouth, and the sweet taste made his whole face happy.

   Of course, it wasn't just the sweetness of the fruit itself that made him smile, but also the story that made him laugh at first glance.

   He winked at the countess and said:

   "Look at this warm vegetable garden and seclusion, have you turned poor Noire into your servant with your amazing charm?

   Are you really going to disobey Deathwing's orders for him? "

   "You don't know anything, you wicked pirate watching the fun!"

  Dragon Mother said with a look of disgust:

  "This is not out of my personal desire, this is for the continuation of the orthodox Black Dragon Legion

I must confirm that the Black Horn or Ibizian must have the ability to rebuild the Black Dragon Legion. From my contact with him during this period of time, this guy is lucky not to be polluted by the madness of Deathwing, but he has been with the bullhead all the year round. Being together makes his character too weak and kind.

   He was so gentle that he didn't look like a naturally cunning black dragon.

   Frankly speaking, this disappointed me a bit. "

   "But his pure blood is valuable, my majesty."

  Blake showed a "knowing" expression, he stretched his voice and said:

   "It's been several months, are you ready to lay a batch of pure black dragon eggs? Do you need me to help you find a place to hide them?

   You should know that now is not a good time to rebuild the Black Dragonflight, and the Black Dragonflight cannot be properly rebuilt until Deathwing is dead.

   The other dragons will not allow it either. "

   "Put that sleazy smile away, Blake!"

  Dragon Mother scolded:

   "I've said it all, this is not due to my personal desires, but... I am indeed ready to give birth to a batch of pure black dragon eggs."

   Having said this, Countess Sinestra stroked her flat belly in a gentle gesture that made Blake feel creepy, and she said:

   "I don't need your help, I'll take them back to the wilds of Draenor, and I'll find a safe place for them to hatch.

  The pure black dragonflight will rise again in that world, as for Azeroth

   If my fellow countrymen who hate us welcome us back, then we shall return, and if they do not, we shall bid farewell to this unworthy world forever.

   For this matter alone, I really should thank you, pirate, for your precise predictions that have given me hope.

   But I also know that sooner or later you and my crazy husband will have a fight, don't worry, I'll keep my promise when necessary, and I'll come to your aid. "

   "Uh, what about Noire?"

  The pirate coughed and said:

   "You can't leave a 'little fresh meat' here after you've had enough. Once Deathwing detects the new black dragon, it will definitely search the world, and the black horn will be dangerous.

   I mean, for what he did for you, you have to settle this matter properly, right? "

   "I've cast a hidden spell on him."

The countess    looked at the secluded place in the valley with some nostalgia. She said:

   "As long as he doesn't take the initiative to show his black dragon form in front of Deathwing, no one will find his peculiarity. To be honest, I still enjoy the peaceful life here.

   But I also know that this peace is not mine.

  The blood of the Prestor family is full of intrigue and darkness, not the result of Deathwing's shaping, but our nature.

   Calm, never belong to a black dragon.

   But Noire is an exception.

   Help me destroy this place, pirate, I'm leaving. "

   "Wait, Countess."

  Black stretched out his hand to stop Sinestra from leaving. He leaned against the wooden frame of the orchard with a pipe in his mouth, and said with a smoke ring:

"I need your help with something, and that's what I'm here for. This is a favor that only a powerful black dragon can do for me. You don't think I've helped me so much. You can offset everything by saying thank you. ?"

   (end of this chapter)