Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 418 127. Can you add me to the Black Dragon Legion tea party?

   Dragonblight is a well-known place throughout Azeroth.

  This wilderness is located in the middle of the Northrend continent. The temperature is very cold. Except for some low cedars and native plants, the entire wilderness is a desolate snowfield. Few creatures can survive in this barren place.

   But it is also the holy place of the five-color dragon army.

   In addition to the Dragon Sleeping Temple where the Dragon Kings discussed their affairs, the Dragon Bone Wilderness is also littered with the holy places of the five-colored dragon army, which is the cemetery where the dragons will die.

  The dragons who perceive that their life is dying will return to their respective holy places and wait quietly for the arrival of death.

   This also gave the land the name "Dragonblight Wilderness".

   Of course, the reason why this land is called the Dragonblight Wilderness, there is another story, is the story of the prehistoric ancestor, the dragon king Galakrond.

   That's a very old thing. It doesn't need to say much about the content. It's probably an old-fashioned story about a big bad guy being defeated by heroes. Today's five-color dragon army was born because of that.

   After Galakrond's death, its corpse was scattered across the barren wasteland, and eventually weathered bones filled every part of the land.

   Now you can still see the skeleton of the prehistoric dragon towering in the glacier.

   But those things are no different from rocks and cannot be used to cast the keel of the Nagfar.

  The king of hippogryphs, Cang Qiong, carried his master to the northwest of the wilderness in a blizzard. The white space between the sky and the earth made the pirates in the sky covered with snow.

   Fortunately, there is a watchman's cloak covering the whole body, so that it will not freeze in the sky.

   The Eye of Kilrogg suspended beside him turned a few times, allowing Blake to see the tower standing in the middle of the wilderness amid a snowstorm from a distance in such bad weather.

   can only see a shadow, but it is still shocking.

   That is the Temple of Wyrmrest, a holy place common to all dragons in Azeroth. Anyone who approaches without permission will be mercilessly shot down by the dragons flying around.

   In Blake's field of vision, he could also see a blue-blue young dragon flying in the direction of Longmian Temple under the snow.

   That's a little star.

   She set off with Blake, and went to the Temple of Wyrmrest to visit the Holy Land. By the way, she covered Blake, so that the dragons patrolling the wilderness today were attracted to the temple.

   This is not a pirate's plan.

   But with the assistance of Xiaoxing, the action to steal the keel today will definitely go smoothly.

  “呱呱呱”

The cry of    murlocs sounded high in the sky. Although the little idiot, Pember Ba, was strengthened by dragon blood, it still followed the laws of life. The environment of the Dragonblight Wilderness was a bit too harsh for it.

   This would hide in the arms of the pirate, with his head huddled and shivering with cold.

   "You said, it must be good to use this wilderness as a cemetery, right?"

  Black said maliciously:

   "It is a great honor to give you the little traitor, the deceiver, the treasure thief, and the liar murloc a chance to sleep with the dragon.

After    is passed on, all murlocs throughout Azeroth will remember your name and your 'legend'.

   They will say that the cunning and vicious legendary murloc Pumbolba died on his way to the dragon cemetery to steal the keel. It fought heroically with the dragon before dying, and was sprayed into **** by a dragon's breath.

   Do you like this story? "

  Bumper shook his head violently.

   It shrank its head and let out a weak cry.

  “呱~呱”

   "Now you know you're wrong? It's too late!"

  The pirate snorted and pointed in another direction, continuing to intimidate the little murloc, saying:

   "You don't like the ending of the dragon killing you with its breath? Then I'll arrange another for you.

   See the mountain over there?

   Beneath that mountain range, there is an underground city built by the Nerubians. You don’t know what a Nerubian is, right?

   You don't actually need to know, you just need to know that the kings of the nerubians are called crypt lords, and they are a kind of bug powerful enough to compete with dragons.

   Just seeing that the entrance to the kingdom of the Nerubians is located in the Dragonblight Wilderness, but has not been leveled by the arrogant dragons, we know that they are on the land and can be on an equal footing with the dragons.

   In fact, what the violent and powerful Nerubian kings like to do the most is to ambush a foolish young dragon like Xiaoxing in such a icy world.

   Attack them from underground, pierce their necks with exaggerated and powerful forelimbs, and take their corpses back to their lair to enjoy slowly.

  I will arrange such a story for you. "

  Black cleared his throat, organized the language, and continued:

   "The great legendary murloc Pumbolba was a daring creature who could not resist the greed of his own heart and stole the treasure of his wicked master.

   After being discovered, he was banished to Dragonblight by vicious pirates.

  Bumbolba knew he was wrong, so he wanted to go to the underground kingdom of Naiyou Nerubians and steal the treasures of the Nerubians for his master, in exchange for the forgiveness of the evil pirates.

   But its good luck eventually ran out.

  In that underground city far from civilization, it was caught by a group of terrifying spiders, used to make a container for adult eggs, and finally after the little spider hatched, it was eaten by those vicious creatures as the first delicious meal.

  It died horribly.

   Its corpse is still in the **** heap in the city of Naiyou Nervus. Do you like the ending of this story? "

   The little murloc stopped talking.

   just kept shaking his head and let out a soft cry, begging for Blake's forgiveness.

   It is really scared,

   It now thinks that Black brought it to Dragonblight really to execute it,

   "Huh? You are so demanding, you don't like such a good story?"

  Black grabbed the reins of the Hippogryph, and in the heavy snow flying in the sky, Yin Yang said strangely:

   "Then why don't we arrange a more tragic one for you? Do you know that besides dragons and nerubians, there are other beasts living in the Dragonblight?

   Mammoth!

   That is a specialty of Northrend, a legendary creature that can control the kobolds of the North, and the elites among them can even compare their strength with dragons.

   Of course, whether the mammoths are beasts or intelligent beings is still in doubt.

   But one thing is for sure.

  They never tasted murlocs"

Black's Kilrogg's Eye floated into his arms and landed in front of the shivering little murloc. The pupil of the magic eyeball spun around, and finally locked on the cute little murloc, full of in fearful eyes.

   "Look, I have three endings for your 'Legend', I really hope you don't use them.

  I hope we can go back to the days when we lived together on the Eastern Continent.

   I have survived the misery in the past, and now things are better, but you have become a little stranger to me, my little idiot. What exactly changed you?

   Is there a saying that murlocs are also greedy?

   Or are you unable to shake off the savageness of the murlocs within you? "

  The pirate took the reins of the Hippogryph and let it land in a cedar-forest wasteland in a blizzard. He jumped off the saddle of the sky and took a shovel from his bag.

  Two or three times, he dug a hole in the hard frozen soil. He found a stone from the side, pulled out a fragment of Azzinoth, carved a line on the stone, and inserted it into the small hole.

   He looked at the little murloc who was shivering with cold, grabbed the corner of his cloak and dared not let go, pointed to the "tombstone", and said in a low voice:

   "This is the cemetery I prepared for you. Seeing how considerate I am to you, no one has prepared a cemetery for me.

   Booty or something, even if you take a few pieces in your hand, but your claws are all reaching me.

   This is not right.

   In pirate tradition, this is a 'rebellion'! I can't shake this out, because if I let you go in public, I'll let other pirates learn to get away with it.

   So I chose to handle this privately. "

  Blake took the little murloc who covered his eyes with his claws and didn't dare to look at the tombstone in his hand, held it in his arms as before, and reached out and tapped on its cold head.

He says:

   "Let this graveyard be empty for now, but next time it will come in handy.

  Relax, I will definitely put a beautiful white flower in front of your tombstone to symbolize my longing for you.

   But sadness will always be smoothed out. After time dispels the bad news of your death, I will find another murloc who is as smart and lucky as you as a pet.

   It may take a while, but with so many murlocs in Azeroth, I can always find one like yours.

   I have always been patient when it comes to finding and taming small pets.

  In a certain dream, I tamed more than 400 small pets, plus 400 mounts, and took them to the people who swaggered across Azeroth all day long.

   Don't give me this chance, okay?

   Got it wrong? "

  Bumblebee nodded frantically.

   Today's encounter was too grassy for the murloc, it was really frightened.

   It was cold from the soles of my feet to my heart.

   I was afraid that Black would stab himself with the burning knife and bury himself in this broken place.

   He actually dug up the cemetery.

   Do you think this scare murlocs?

   It made a curse and swearing action, croaked and croaked to show its loyalty, and ensured that it would never be confused in the future.

   "Very well, this is my good-looking murloc baby. I'll just say these words once. You're so smart, you can definitely understand that I'm not joking with you."

  Blake laughed, threw the murloc into the wrapped cloak, mounted the hippogryph again, and flew northwest of the Dragon Sleep Temple in the snow-filled sky.

   "Yo, my little master has a knack for taming beasts. It really impresses me."

   In the cold wind, Xal'atas whispered in the pirate's ear:

   "Look at what you have scared the poor little murloc into, it will definitely leave a psychological shadow in the future, and I will definitely not dare to do those little things that will make me feel happy.

what a pity. "

"yes?"

  Blake pouted and said:

   "I suspect that it has become such a worry-free bad boy. You taught it. You are destroying my family relationship. You better not participate in it."

   "How can there be, little master, please don't slander me."

   Xalatas gave a short laugh, and said:

   "Who knows what it will do strange dreams belonging to murlocs, and then learn it by yourself, what does it have to do with me, who is loyal to you? Speaking of which, on the Dragonblight Wasteland, the closest to the coastline is the Green Dragon Holy Land.

   I have been here many years ago, there is a half-open bay, there are many keels you can take, with your stealth level, as long as you are careful, the green dragon who only sleeps will not be able to find you.

  Why do you want to go to the Black Dragon Holy Land? There aren't many keels left for you there. "

   "Because the big bad black dragons have been removed from the Dragon Legion, their holy places are basically in a situation where no one is paying attention. I can go there and get them."

  Blake looked at the obsidian holy place emitting black smoke in the wind and snow ahead, and replied softly:

   "Besides, do you think I don't know what's in the Green Dragon Sanctuary? You old gods are so bad, you're a pitiful and innocent pirate by changing the law.

   If I hadn't known that the madness in my dreams had begun to come to reality, I would have been deceived by you. "

   "Very well, then keep that vigilance."

   Xalatas said quietly:

   "Continue to doubt everyone around you, be careful of them, be wary of them, only me, the person you can trust most, just like now, I will tell you.

   Let's land.

  Someone is active in the Obsidian Holy Land.

  I felt it, it was a secret meeting from the Black Dragon Legion, my little master, you came at the right time. Go down and use your ecstatic skills to spy on their exchanges.

  Perhaps, we can get useful information. "

  The pirate narrowed his eyes, he patted the hippogryph on the neck, said something in the ear of the psychic beast, and then fell from the wind and snow in the sky in a falling posture.

   The Watcher's cloak behind him turned into a wing-like glide, dragged him into the shadows, and slipped silently towards the scorching obsidian holy ground below.

  The Hippogryph turned its head and flew into the vast snowstorm. This clever beast knew that its master needed stealth, and its hovering here would interfere with the stealth of pirates.

  As the pirate fell on the edge of a black obsidian holy place that was charred like the volcanic eruption and cooled magma, he looked left and right, and quickly approached the holy place that was shaped into a dragon's mouth and connected to the magma at the center of the earth.

   When rushing into the big dragon's nest and going deep into the magma pool along the twisted road, Black, who was hiding in the shadows, stuck his head out and glanced at the bright magma pool below.

   There are more than a dozen figures standing there, secretly talking about something in the dragon language, and then look at the figures and appearances of those guys.

  Ho, good guy!

   They are all old acquaintances.

  Speaking of which, Miss Katerina Prestor, what are you doing when you are not in a relationship with my dog-legged son, Alliden Perenold, in Alterac, and you sneak into the Dragonblight?

   The handsome black-haired guy next to you is your brother Nefarios, right?

   I really admire the name for a long time.

  The body of my chief mate is still with you, when will it be back?

   (end of this chapter)