Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 313 22. Plant trees, how can you save people without planting trees? --【2740】

   (addition to the prisoner brother on the throne [2/15])

The atmosphere in the valley below    the elven ruins of Tianno was very stagnant.

   Black uttered wild words, asking Lilesa Windrunner to be his retainer.

   That's a pretty scary request.

  The loyalty of the Windrunner family to Quel'Thalas has long been spread throughout the northern borders, and everyone in this family will only serve their own king and country.

   From the appearance of the first Windrunner Ranger General to the present, this loyal tradition has never changed for thousands of years.

   But if the stinky pirate dares to ask, he must be sure.

   "You're done."

Black looked at the same shocked mother's mother in front of him.

   "Ever since Dath'Remar Sunstrider poured his own bottle of water from the Well of Eternity into the Sunwell, you had no future to speak of.

  The glorious history of magic has lasted 6,800 years, and all civilizations of the Eastern Continent believe that you will continue to prosper in the light of the Sunwell.

  The banner of the Phoenix Dynasty will always stand on the land of our ancestors.

   But today, in this land far from the homeland of civilization, you have seen the end of the dream with your own eyes, and it is time to wake up to the false dream of prosperity.

  Quel'Thalas is powerful, I admit.

   But that was in exchange for your future.

   I know how much you love your people, Master.

   So, it is for them. "

  The pirate took out the skull flask, twisted the lid, glanced at Windrunner's mother, and said in a melodious tone:

   "The opportunity to exchange for the future is right in front of you, and you only need to reach out and touch it, and what you have to pay is to change your allegiance.

   Don't be so stressed.

   You are dead, right?

  You gave everything for your people and country while you were alive, why not try something new after you die?

   I will be a great monarch in the future, more than one person has said so.

  The human emperor Thoradin himself conferred the throne on me. Such orthodoxy would not humiliate such a noble birth as you.

   is just a retainer.

   is not asking you to do weird things. "

   He was persuading Windrunner's mother.

   But General Lireza was not thinking about personal honor and shame at all, she would be suspecting something else.

   "You, do you really have a way to cure magic addiction?"

General    Windrunner looked at the pirate in front of him. This guy exuded an unreliable aura from head to toe. Windrunner was teaching Black's way of hunting during this time, and she knew very well how cunning her "apprentice" was.

  Black does have some abilities that are different from ordinary people.

   But magic addiction.

  As he said, this kind of stubborn disease that penetrates into the marrow and soul of high elves, this kind of shadow that covers an entire race and civilization, is it really possible to get rid of it just by relying on him?

   "Well, your eyes are full of distrust and doubt, just like looking at a clown who utters wild words. Teacher, teacher, your eyes really hurt my heart."

  The pirate pouted, he pointed to the ground under his feet, and said:

   "I came to Suramar for three main things."

   "First, catch a few Nightborn mages and go back to be my 'personal teleporter'.

  Second, it is to show you the future of the high elves through the affairs of Suramar, to dispel the unrealistic illusions in your heart, and to let you understand what kind of future your tribe and country are facing.

  The third thing is to find a big treasure here.

  A baby that can cure addiction”

   "Here? Under the nose of the Nightborne?"

   Windrunner's mother was even more suspicious.

   Like a housewife who met a liar, she took a few steps back suspiciously and said:

   "If that thing really exists, with the children of the night in Suramar for 10,000 years, where would it be your turn to look for it? Black, it's not that I don't believe you.

   It's just that if you want my loyalty and you promise to bring my country back to the future, you have to show me first. "

   "You just don't believe me."

  The pirate took a sip of wine, turned his head and fired a signal flare into the sky, summoned the goblin aircraft to pick them up, and then turned back to Windrunner's mother and said in a low voice:

   "Come with me. Let me show you something good that you haven't seen in thousands of years of your life."

   "But as long as you follow, I think you're loyal to me, ma'am. Don't renege on your bills when I ask you to do something."

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   "Connie!"

"Mother!"

   The wobbly goblin flying machines went to seven units before they took everyone in the valley back to the periphery of the Suramar Wilderness.

   After the fox pilot who flew the helicopter landed, a group of nightchildren who covered their ears got off the plane with a novel feeling of flying.

   As a result, a call was immediately heard.

  Connie, a little girl with long hair among the children, turned around and saw that her mother was running towards her, supported by a young human being two heads shorter than her.

   The little girl also cried and threw herself into her mother's arms.

   It had been several days since she had been kidnapped by the city guard's villain elves, and the villains were terrifying them to throw them to the withered as food.

   "Look, your daughter is here."

   Nat Pagle, who was holding a fishing rod, whispered maliciously to Hal, who was at a loss beside him:

   "Congratulations, Hal, the dream has come true, and it's doubled, hahahaha."

  Hal had a bitter face, not knowing how to respond to his friend's teasing.

   The wish that he thought was impossible to come true suddenly came true, making this fisherman from Nanhai Town somewhat at a loss. With a confused look, the captain arranged the marriage, but now he can't even talk to his "wife".

   The complex and cumbersome Sarasian language is comparable to the devil language. Is that something that ordinary people can learn?

  How will you live after this day?

   There is also this little girl of the child of the night. According to the captain, the child of the night can live for a long time. I am afraid that the day when I enter the grave, Connie may not be able to live independently as an adult.

   Without themselves, their mothers will be alone again.

   Alas, I am so sad.

  The mother and daughter hugged each other and cried endlessly under the watchful eyes of the pirates who were burning torches and searching for treasures in the ruins, which made some sensual stinky pirates shed tears.

  Bah, of course it is impossible!

   Counting on the kindness of the pirates, what a foolish idea.

   Before, under the leadership of Ser Artumen, these pirates tracked the Faldore Dryad all the way from the ruins of Meridel to the ruins of this super-large elf.

   There is a weird big pit next to this ruin.

   It seems to be a broken tunnel where the elf temple collapsed to the ground, like a sinkhole created after a huge explosion.

  The underground is at least 50 meters above the ground, and in the darkness around the tunnel, as the night gets dark, these pirates can still hear strange roars in the underground ruins.

  There is something around!

   And there are many.

   They are all people who cherish their lives. Naturally, the farther away from that dangerous pit, the better.

   Several goblin engineers serving Black were waiting beside the big pit, with some big red detonators at their feet.

   "Is the explosives buried?"

  Black swept around, and knew that the withered roaming in the ruins near the sinkhole were alarmed. While patrolling left and right, he said to the leaders who were waiting for orders:

   "Have you found something?"

   "The big bad wolf and Atumen both took people to find them in the ruins."

   Maim in heavy armor replied:

   "But the ruins were huge, and everyone was sent out.

  According to your instructions, look for the seed in the surrounding temple ruins. The burial of the explosives went very smoothly. When the goblins buried the powder keg, it was very quiet under the pit, and no nerubians came out to disturb them. "

   "Not now, there will be trouble finding seeds soon."

   Black sneered and said:

   "Don't underestimate the group of spider elves, they are very cunning, they must have discovered us, and now it is the fisherman's idea of ​​profit.

   Let the goblins bury more explosives, and it is best to blow up this pit.

   Take some more people and go around the ruins to catch the withered ones, and take down the magical things on their bodies as bait, and the withered ones will take the initiative to run out of their hiding places.

  Those guys have degraded eyesight and can't see you at all in the dark, so just use fishing nets and ropes to catch them, and it's enough to catch two or three hundred people.

   Then take them to the ruins of Meridel, where they will wait for my order. "

"Um."

   Maim nodded, turned around and walked towards the pirates behind him.

  Blake glanced at the quiet pit beside him, then looked back at Windrunner's mother who was carrying a war bow behind him, exuding murderous aura. Just as he was about to speak, he heard a surprised voice from the distant ruins.

   "Found it!"

   is the roar of the evil eye, this guy's voice is very recognizable.

  The pirate immediately got up and went over there, followed by Mama Windrunner.

   The two quickly rushed into this huge area of ​​ruins. In front of a very hidden elf temple, most of which had collapsed, they saw the evil eye who was arguing with Kanrisad.

   "I found this first!"

   A ferocious hellhound lay on the skinny boy's feet, and his little devil rode on the hellhound, grinning and yelling at the shameless orc warlock in front of him in demon language.

   "Who said that, I saw something in this temple from a distance, but my legs were not very good. When I ran over, I was snatched by you. You sly little guy."

  Evil eye pointed to the inside of the temple, and said plausibly:

   "Look, my eyes of Kilrogg are here, and the credit is mine."

   "That's what you put in just now, shameless!"

   Kanrisad was so angry that he grabbed his wand and was about to wave it out. Evil Eye also pulled out his wand with a gloomy expression, and it seemed that he wanted to fight infighting to claim the credit.

  Black has already said before, whoever finds the seeds will be rewarded heavily.

   "Captain, you come to judge."

   The orc saw Black hurried over, and immediately wanted to show his merit, but Black glared at him and said:

   "I'm so embarrassed to bully a child, I really underestimate you."

   "Hey, Captain, I'm a warlock, and he's a warlock too."

  Evil Eye raised his head ashamed and said:

   "Warlocks are old and young, let's not talk about this, we found that kind, look! It's there!"

  The orc pointed to the inside of the collapsed temple, where the door had been violently demolished, and the paw prints should have been made by the hellhounds of Canrisad.

  There is nothing in this shrine, as if it was plundered and clean, except for the dusty shrine in the center, there are strange things.

  The six metal shells are like closed petals, which are shaped into quite artistic flower bones.

  The pirate stepped forward, glanced behind him, gestured to the evil eye, and the warlock immediately ran out to convey the order, so that the goblin engineers were ready to detonate.

   The dozen or so goblin flying machines parked around also buzzed and took off, with several barrels of gunpowder hanging from fishing nets below each.

  When they flew above the big pit, Blake also stretched out his hand and roughly tore open the metal sheet covering the outer casing, revealing the contents of the shrine.

   A seed.

   A rather peculiar seed, half of which is a plant material, and the other half is like a magic crystal. The two different materials are fused together in a weird way.

   Not counting from that direction, they are all very symmetrical.

  When the pirates tore open the shell and took the weird seed from the shrine, a piercing and weird scream suddenly came from the elf ruins under the dark night.

   is like some kind of order, making the ground shake, as if thousands of troops are rushing out of the ground.

   "Arcandor, the tree of magic."

  Blake threw the seeds the size of a human head up and down in his hand, and said to the stunned Windrunner mother beside him:

   "Now, this is the hope of saving your people, my teacher."

   "So, your salvation is to plant trees?"

  Lyreza Windrunner said in a strange tone:

   "If that's the case, then why don't we go to the Kaldorei night elves? They're the best at planting trees in Azeroth, and you can find all kinds of trees there."

   "Ha, the 'higher' elves are willing to bow their heads to the night elves you despise? This is the funniest joke I've heard this year."

  The pirate whistled, proudly raised the tree seed in his hand, and said:

   "Besides, the kind of tree that the Druids planted can't work. Whether it's the World Tree or the Sky Tree, it can't save you. You Quel'dorei are just ignorant!

   Look at Faldoredo's vision.

  The entire clan will be dispatched to kill us, grab the seeds of Arcandor, and complete their own salvation. Only the elves who know goods like them know how powerful this kind of seed is.

   Without further ado, the Faldorei rushed forward.

  Where is the bomb I paid so much for?

   Detonate!

   What are you waiting for? "

   (end of this chapter)