Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1560 193. Get out of the way! waste! This is a big problem that your father can solve! -【Seeking Monthly Pass 13】

  Blake is busy with his own promotion, which is a real major event. Although he has only taken up the mythical profession at present, he may need some strength before stepping into the demigod realm.

   But everything is difficult at the beginning.

   Obtaining two professions at this time is of great significance to pirates.

   This means that he already has two paths leading to the Six Forces, and he has almost achieved an unprecedented feat in Azeroth. Of course, such a cause is nothing on the scale of stars.

For example, Lord Sargeras, who is most admired by stinky pirates, was born from the arcane force, and then jumped to the fel force, and it is not a slow upgrade like a pirate, but a step-by-step, from the arcane force. Jumped to the Fel Force as a handle.

   is a completely smooth gaming experience like kryptonite.

   As for the stinky pirate, he is at most a micro-krypton player, and he can't experience the joy of starting the game at full level.

   But it doesn't matter, Blake said he likes "leveling".

   That would give him a sense of accomplishment.

   But at the same time as this happened, the disputes in other parts of Ulduar did not subside, and the Legion of Heroes and their servants were still fighting against various existences in the city.

However, because the pirates tricked Mimiron to shut down the Iron Legion beacons throughout Ulduar, the heroic spirits did not need to waste too much time on cleaning up the miscellaneous soldiers, which made their logging experience much better. .

   In the abandoned garden temple of Freya, the guardian of life, the roar of the giant wolf in the distance shook the once prosperous "Biological Museum".

   That is Goldrinn trying to save his mother, who was trapped in the nightmare of the void, in his own way.

This battle probably belongs to the rescue of the creator by the demigods of the wilderness, so the heroic spirits respect the opinions of the demigods and did not participate in it. The warlike warriors are not disappointed that this battle is missing, because there are many other Strong enemies are waiting for them to challenge.

  Today’s war is just like the Chinese New Year for Heroic Spirits. There are many opponents in this city that were hard to find in the past, and they can finally fight to their heart’s content without suppressing their own combat power that is too powerful for the mortal world.

   Of course, the speed of sacrifice in this battle is also quite terrifying.

In just a few hours, the golden Valkyries in the Hall of Valor have recovered more than thousands of heroic spirits. As the undefeated warriors carefully crafted by Odin for Ragnarok, their thunder-forged bodies lost their souls after being damaged. It will return to the holy arsenal of Valhalla, where it will be re-matched with a new body, and you can join the battle again after a short rest.

  Odin did not just watch the world change through his own crows during the hundreds of thousands of years he was sealed.

   This is enough to make his warriors enjoy fighting to the fullest.

   "Look here, in my memory Freya's garden is always like spring all year round, where every kind of plant from every corner of the world is planted here, and every kind of creature that has been and is in this world has been domesticated.

  This is the biological sample bank of the Creation Land, which undertakes the important task of re-sowing the seeds of life after the restart of the desperate world. This place was once a sacred place of nature. "

  Lyden squatted on the ground, stroking the weeds in this abandoned garden with his huge fingers, beneath which were white dead bones.

   This adds a bleak gloom that cannot be ignored in this gigantic garden.

   Even the living wood guards who were awakened by the power of nature have become dry and evil under the erosion of the void, full of black corruption.

   They also joined the fight in Freya's call, trying to stop Goldrinn's awakening of Freya.

   But the wolf of the moon **** had already been reborn. Facing the siege, it just jumped and dodged in place, and a bright and hot moonlight meteorite fell from the sky, smashing those dark things down and burning them.

   This scene gave Ryden a more intuitive understanding of Goldrinn's combat power.

   In fact, I am afraid that Goldrinn himself has forgotten, but when it was a picked wolf pup, Lydon also hand-feed it in this garden.

   "It's really touching that Freya's children have grown up too."

  The Great Guardian stood up and said with emotion to the Holy Mother of Purity who was pulling out various types of wrenches and craniotomy saws, preparing for the Guardian's emergency surgery and rescue:

   "When we Guardians were forced to give up our mission, these children who were picked up by Freya and raised with heart helped us shoulder our responsibility to protect the world.

   They even chose to sacrifice themselves for the world.

   Freya is the most qualified guardian among us, she left the best hope for this world. "

   "Initiate Rebuttal Protocol: But that's not the story I've heard from Loams."

  The Holy Mother picked up an oversized mechanical syringe and filled it with various unknown liquids. While she was busy, she said:

   "During my time in Uldir, I occasionally observed the loams of Nazmir in my spare time, and heard some interesting things about Freya, the guardian of life, from their complaints and rants.

   It is said that although Ms. Freya is very caring, she is a very awkward "face value party".

   She will walk on the ancient land and help all the distressed lives she sees.

   But she will only take away those small animals with outstanding appearance and nurture them carefully. As for those who are uglier, they will be released into nature after being helped.

   It is said that some ancient Loa were not favored by the force of life because of this, and could not become a real demigod of the wilderness, and could only choose to become a second-class Loa.

  Although, in my opinion, even being a loa is a very good gift for these natural beings, it is a bit unfair to judge a creature's potential by its appearance. "

"Uh"

   Facing the sharp complaints from the Pure Mother, Leiden froze for a moment. He shrugged and looked at the fading battlefield ahead. He whispered:

   "Don't you allow everyone to have some personal hobbies?"

   "Start Taunt Protocol: Hehe"

  The Holy Mother picked up the oversized syringe in her hand, pouted at Raiden, and said:

   "Bring those tools, I need your help to complete this operation, I want to judge the condition of the other Guardians through the test of Freya, so as to formulate a treatment plan."

   "If it's a treatment, I can't use this, right?"

  Ryden picked up a terrifying craniotomy saw, blinked his one eye, and said:

   "Are you sure this isn't a chance for your favorite Loa to vent?"

   "Initiate the quibble pact: who doesn't have a personal hobby yet?"

Madonna of Purity said something casually, and then strode towards the messy battlefield in front of her. Goldrinn, the silver wolf under the moon, injured himself all over, and was licking beside Freya who was knocked out. paw.

   It didn't have to be so embarrassing.

  With the blessing of Elune, if it is a death fight, it can end the battle very quickly. After all, Freya, as the guardian of life, has never been known for its fighting power among the guardians.

   But the lonely wolf **** is not willing to hurt his mother, even if he is the only child of the mother's children who left home voluntarily.

   When he saw Madonna of Purity walking with a large needle, Goldrinn glanced at Freya, let out a low growl, and then got up and limped towards the open dream gate.

   "Activate the retention agreement: Hey, giant wolf, aren't you going to guard your mother here?

   It may take a while for her to recover, and I feel comfortable seeing her child by her side after she wakes up from a long nightmare. "

   Our Lady of Purity called out to Goldrinn.

   But the wolf **** did not look back, just as always, under the moonlight, he walked alone into the gate of the Emerald Dream.

  Wolf has no and should not have a home.

   Its help is only when the family suffers, and the beauty of the reunion is left to the weak brothers and sisters.

   "What a bad boy."

   Our Lady of Purity shook her head.

   She squatted beside Freya and stabbed the big needle into Freya's rock body. She seemed to begin to understand why this guardian of life would love some special life.

   Compared with the lonely Goldrinn, those Loa who only complained behind their back that they were ugly and unlucky were really lacking.

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   "Get our state-of-the-art calculator! The prince needs help!"

   "How many questions has the prince solved? Mimiron-sama's wisdom is really terrifying. I can't even solve the third question."

   "Huh? The third question? You are so rude, I have already solved the fifth question."

   "But Mekkatorque, the bald-headed artisan of Gnomeregan, has solved the ninth problem, and His Royal Highness has solved the last problem. That problem is terrible.

   I don’t even think about the answer, I can’t even understand the question!

  Come on, I copied it down, everyone come and see! "

Outside Ulduar's Shrine of the Spark of Wisdom, a crowd of noisy little men chattered together, usually with drawing pens and problem-solving papers in their hands, and some mechanical gnomes with slightly cumbersome punch-card calculations. device.

At this time, they were enthusiastically discussing some topics that the heroic spirits responsible for protecting them could not understand at all, such as the equivalent formula of Titan energy conversion, and the law of mechanical three-effect loss. The words are just like the scriptures.

   It even made several Heroic Spirits with big arms and round waists fall asleep.

Of course, it's not that the gnomes got nervous and came to Aldurli to hold a math conference, mainly because they were responsible for opening the gate of the Temple of Wisdom Sparks closed by Mimiron, in order to try to stop the terrible "doomsday" that would blow up the continental shelf. Battle" system.

   But as a guardian of wisdom, this fellow Mimiron chose to self-exile in a very different way than other guardians of the void.

   It did not use violence, but took intelligent means.

   It leaves twelve engineering-related questions on the energy node gate of the spark of wisdom, and as long as all the correct answers are entered, the laboratory gate can be opened.

   It sounds very simple, but at present all the gates of the temple except the spark of wisdom have been broken by Odin and his heroic spirits, except here that it is still impregnable.

   It is said that the King of War ran to take a look at those questions, and then he directly chose to give up the attack, and recruited gnomes to solve this trouble.

   is euphemistically called "Trial of Wisdom".

   As a result, the gnomes and mechanical gnomes did not disappoint the king of war. They sent their smartest group to challenge and solved eleven problems in less than two hours.

   But whether it was for the bald master craftsman Gelbyn Mekkatorque or Prince Erazmin who had completed the mechanical transformation, they were all stumped by the last question.

The mechanical gnome pirate Trixie, who was in charge of assisting His Royal Highness, ran out with her wasteland captain's hat and asked the mechanical gnomes to quickly bring the super-high-speed calculator that Mechagon was developing to help the prince solve the problem, and then she copied herself. The title of the last question is announced to all gnomes present.

   His Royal Highness is obviously hoping for the help of the heroes.

   But the problem is that after this topic was announced, the front hall of the spark of wisdom that was still noisy just now suddenly became silent.

   Kelsey Steelspark, the gnome agent commander and senior engineer of Gnomeregan with a pen and paper in his hand, stared at the question in front of his eyes.

   After a few seconds, she covered her eyes in frustration and despair and said:

   "What the **** is this? Am I playing with guns so much that I'm so stupid that I can't even read the title?"

   Her Tucao quickly won the approval of the other gnomes, and soon someone shouted:

   "That thing looks like a bunch of gibberish to me, hey, Trixie, are you sure you copied it right? It's completely impossible to solve anyway."

   The dwarf became noisy again, and this noise soon attracted a group of mortal warriors who had just defeated a guardian lady with a big stone cat.

  Old Dai Lin leaned over and took a look. He looked at the question hanging in front of the dwarfs. After a few seconds, the admiral rubbed his chin and showed a very professional attitude. He said to Muradin beside him:

   "This knitted pattern is very beautiful. I heard from my youngest son, who is studying art, that this pattern seems to be called 'Salas traditional abstract style'."

"yes?"

   The old dwarf who was drinking glanced at it and nodded in agreement:

   "It's really pretty. It should look good in a sweater."

   The words of these two ignorant old fellows immediately caused a group of dwarfs to cast a contemptuous look.

   But contempt is contempt, and the dwarfs have no good way to do it now. This is a question, not slashing people with swords. There is no explosion in the face of mathematics.

  You won't just won't.

  The cruel reality made the gnomes fall into an unprecedented silence. At the darkest moment of this intellectual contest, a mechanical gnome who was hiding on the edge of the crowd suddenly raised his head and sneered twice.

   He pushed his transformed mechanical brain, stood up, and roughly pushed away the idiots who were blocking the road in front of him. He said loudly in a cold voice that made the mechanical gnomes very scared:

   "Waste! It's all waste! This question is not solved like this! You don't understand the meaning of Mimiron at all. The title of this question needs to be converted to the seventh twelfth power to get the correct answer.

The essence of    is nothing more than a comprehensive test of the introductory knowledge of Titan Engineering. Hehe, it seems that after I left, the technological development of the entire Mechagon has come to a standstill.

   What a disappointment! "

"you!"

The sound of    made Trixie jump up from the spot in fright. She took out the electric coil gun around her waist and pointed it at the strange mechanical gnome, shouting:

   "Are you Mechagon?"

   "Yes, that's me, you should call me 'Your Majesty', rude fellow!"

   "Mechanical Ghost" King Mechagon didn't pay any attention to the stun gun that stood up. He sneered and walked to the blocked problem solving room in front of him, sarcastically saying as he walked:

   "Your boat is really nice, but that's about it.

   Stupid and mediocre wisdom does not deserve to appear in this sacred place of origin, and you inferior wisdom are not qualified for a mechanical pilgrimage.

   Now, go away!

  Idiots, it seems that I will open this last door, O Ulduar, the holy place of machinery, the eternal home of all the wise, here I come! "

   In the piercing laughter, King Mechagon strode into the closed cabin in front of him. After ten minutes of suffocation, the gate of the spark of wisdom that had been closed for hundreds of thousands of years suddenly opened.

  The dwarfs look at me for a while, I look at you.

  The wisdom of mortals has passed the test of the guardians of wisdom, but they don't know if they should cheer.

   (end of this chapter)