Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 420 129. The black dragon is full of treasures

   The obsidian sanctuary is an extra-large dragon's nest.

   It is not like other dragon holy places, there are special dragon guards patrolling the periphery, it is like a deserted place.

There is a reason why    is so dilapidated and desolate, because in the ancient battle 10,000 years ago, Neltharion, the king of black dragons, played a "big one".

   Its defection and the Dragon Soul, a special attack weapon against giant dragons in its hands, caused heavy losses to the five-color dragon army in a very short period of time.

   The Blue Dragons have a say in this.

   More than 10,000 years ago, although the Blue Dragon Legion was small in number, it was not cherished to the extent that it is now on the verge of extinction. It was because of Nesario's wave of beating his teammates that it almost raised the entire Blue Dragon Legion on the spot.

The psychological shadow that    caused Malygos that day has continued to this day.

  If there is no sudden return of the little star and the blue habitat blue dragon, after at most 20 years, Malygos will go crazy due to psychological pressure, and almost cause a major event that destroys the world.

   From this point of view, no matter how much treasure the pirates ask for from the Magic Legion, it should be reasonable!

   is the little star he found and sent back, saving the precarious mind of the spell weaver.

   And because of Nesario, the king of black dragons, his "saucy operation" caused his Black Dragon Legion to belong to the traitors of the Dragon Legion for the next 10,000 years.

   had to live incognito.

   As long as you do something in the mortal world, you don't need anyone else to do it, and the blue dragons who hate the black dragons are absolutely willing to eliminate the evil themselves.

   But it is precisely because of this attitude of "do everything to get rid of evil and kill everything", after ten thousand years, the black dragon has become the dragon that is most closely related to the mortal world.

   They need to hide their tracks with the help of the development of the mortal world and civilization.

   And under the background of Deathwing's big incident, which led to the black dragon army being hunted and killed, the black dragons have given up living in groups and turned to their own affairs.

   The scene where a dozen adult black dragons get together to hold a meeting is absolutely rare in today's era.

   The things they discuss are really important.

   At least let Black know the action plan of the black dragons, so he can prepare in advance. At this moment, he is sitting cross-legged beside the big magma pool in the holy place of the obsidian dragon, frowning and thinking about how to use this matter.

  Then the job of collecting the keels is naturally left to his servants to do.

   Fortunately, there are actually quite a few servants of Black.

The little fish man was terribly intimidated by the pirates just now. It will work very hard to prove his loyalty. It dragged a magic bag and wandered around the Black Dragon Holy Land, throwing some good-looking black dragon keels. in the luggage.

   is like a scavenger.

   And the large keel, which can't be handled by the pirates, was handed over to the pirate's demon servant Clynflan to do it.

   This large elite demon guard also carried a specially brought magic bag, and specially selected those large keels that had not been weathered and threw them into the bag.

   While searching, he complained.

   is in demonic language, as noisy as a reversed tape.

   is probably scolding his master for his lack of vision, and letting such a fierce warrior do what any scavenger can do.

   And the best quality and freshest keel, you need to get it in the big magma pool in the Obsidian Holy Land.

  The way the black dragons die naturally is to immerse themselves in the magma in the core of the earth, let the magma melt their flesh and blood, and leave the purest keel to burn in the flames.

   They send their essence back to the world in this way.

   However, in the past ten thousand years, few black dragons died naturally, so most of the keels in the magma pool of the Obsidian Dragon Holy Land were left over ten thousand years ago.

   It can only be said that it is barely usable, and it cannot be said that it is very good, but with the current strength of pirates, there is no way to slaughter a few black dragons for my beloved ship.

   The "technical work" of extracting keels from the magma pool is naturally left to professionals.

"Black-Eyed" Glazer, a big-eyed demon who is good at magic, is hovering on the magma pool, using his seven eyes to shoot out magic beams that can make objects and objects, and from the scorching magma, take out the bathing magma one by one, thousands of years. Unmelted keel.

   There are also several hideous black dragon faucets, which were also extracted from the bottom of the magma pool, put aside, allowed to cool down, and then stored.

   "These keels have been soaked in lava for too long, and they have lost their powerful essence of power. These keels can only complete the most basic strengthening of your ship.

  You want the Nagfar to be the 'disaster star' of the endless sea, and you can't rely on these things. "

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

"And different keels have different power essences. You have to set the direction of growth for your ghost ship. Just like you are pursuing the triple power of shadow, life and shadow, your ship also needs to go in a specific direction. strengthen.

   Want me to give you some advice? little Master. "

"unnecessary."

  Black was awakened by Xal'atath from his thoughts.

   He glanced at the progress of the work of his three servants, then took out a bottle of rum from his suitcase, bit the stopper, and said to Xalatas casually:

   "No matter how good the advice you give, it is in the future. Now I can find the keels that can be used with great fanfare and only those of the black dragons.

   Do you think I don't know the bad condition of these keels?

  Isn’t there no way? I have to eat one bite at a time, so now I can only make do with it. "

   "But there are a lot of dragons who died unexpectedly."

   Xalatas ignored the pirates' complaints, saying:

   "I know that the dead places of several famous dragons are in very remote places. You can take them without disturbing the dragon army."

   "What you know, I don't know?"

  The pirate pouted, took a sip of wine, and said:

   "Isn't the Ice Queen Sindragosa powerful enough? Her bones are now in Icecrown Glacier. I know where they are hiding better than you, but do I dare to get them?

   As long as I get close, the weavers can swallow me in one bite.

   The keels of several other giant dragons that died unexpectedly are the same, no one cares, but as long as I dare to touch it, it will immediately lead to disaster. These giant dragons are very good.

  Don't give me blind ideas, I understand your little thoughts very well.

   But at this stage, I have to be steady. "

   "Huh? Little master, what do you mean, risking being discovered by Longmian Temple, the behavior of running to the Dragon Holy Land to steal the keel is called 'Wan'? Tsk tsk, your brain circuit is really different from that of ordinary people."

   Xalatas sneered:

   "I think you're a coward."

   "This is called wisdom, you don't understand."

  Black didn't care about Miss Blackheart's sarcasm, he rubbed his chin and said:

   "I don't know if my good friend Merry Winterwind's adventure in the Temple of Atal'Hakkar is over? Since he has gone there, he will inevitably encounter the corrupted green dragon guarding there.

  Although there are only four young dragons, their keels can also be used by the Nagfar. That is a live dragon that has just been slaughtered, and the essence of life must be very full and abundant.

   If the green dragon keel used by the Nagfar is enough, it may have the ability of dream projection in the future.

   A ghost ship in a nightmare, cool! "

   "But do you dare to use it?"

   Xalatas said quietly:

"Once those keels corrupted by nightmares are installed on the Nagfar, they will expose everyone on your ship to the infestation of nightmares. You don't have to be afraid, you are my favorite little master, and I will protect you from Seduced by that **** of N'Zoth.

   but others

   There is nothing I can do.

   But harvesting a bunch of Void-corrupted minion pirates isn't a bad thing.

   I can teach you how to strengthen them, my little master. As long as you give up the appearance of mortals, the incompetent pirates under your command will be several times stronger at once. "

   "A group of pirates with big faces and big eyes?"

  Blake thought about that picture, shuddered suddenly, shook his head and said:

   "Forget it, it **** San. I remember you said before, can you make a half-dragon?"

   "Yes."

   Xalatas gave a short laugh and said:

   "Just some essence of dragon blood, and a little mysterious ritual, can make your pirates get the effect of dragon blood strengthening. As far as I know, black dragons also have a tradition of making dragon blood servants.

   They distribute their power among their human pets to win the allegiance of the ignorant. "

   "This can be."

  Black snapped his fingers, a great plan formed in his mind, he reached out and stroked the cooled lava keel next to him, saying:

   "The black dragons are going to do things in the northern border, they are going to assassinate Lothar, if I can intervene, take the opportunity to kill a few, slaughtered and then peel off the cramps, the fresh keel will definitely make my ghost ship extremely satisfied.

   And those dragon blood can bring me a group of subordinates who are not so wasteful.

   And the two legendary hand crossbows I'm about to make need dragon tendons, so I can get them.

  Wow, thinking about it like this, the whole body of the black dragon is full of treasures! "

  “呱呱呱”

   Just as the pirates and Xalatas were discussing the evil, the little fish-man croaked and ran back, flatteringly offering a treasure, holding a gray gem in his claws and offering it to his evil master.

  Black took the thing in his hand and blew.

  After the petrified dust dissipated, the irregular gem revealed a shadow-colored light, it was held by the pirate, and the entry was projected on the translucent character card:

   Unpolished Elementium Gem

  Legendary quality and crafting materials

  Item Description:

  This is a strange gem that can only be born in the deep rock continent of the elemental frontier, where Deathwing and its tribe live. It contains the essence of the black dragon and is also a symbol of the power of the earth guardian.

  Because it was born in the realm of the elements, it has the power to manipulate the elements.

   Black dragons see it as a unique crafting material.

   They will use Originium Gems to make unique Black Dragon Sacred Artifacts and infuse their power into them, but the use of this gemstone is only circulated among the elite members of the Black Dragon Legion.

   "Yo, nice stuff."

After   Blake saw the gem that had lost all power, a fleeting light flashed in his eyes. The Originium gemstone in his hand reminded him of an artifact related to the end of the Black Dragon Legion that he had left behind.

   "I repeat, the black dragon is full of treasures!"

   The pirate gave a sinister smile, tossed the Originium Gem in his hand, and threw it into his magic bag. He looked down at the little murloc who stared at him with wide eyes.

   said to it:

   "You walk around the Obsidian Holy Land to find this gem, I need 333, um, that's the number, not even one less."

   "Quack?"

   Hearing this exaggerated number of demands, the little murloc was dumbfounded. It spread its claws and yelled a few times at Blake.

  I see that you stinky pirate is embarrassing my treasure hunter murloc!

   As the Black Dragon Holy Land is now withered and broken, it is a lucky thing to find one or two. You need three hundred and thirty-three if you speak, and there are still parts.

  What do you want to do?

   "Haha, just kidding, try to find it."

  Black shook the wine bottle in his hand, waved to the little fishman and said:

   "This kind of thing must be stolen from the black dragons. I haven't expected to dig a grave to dig it out. Go, go, go and find it. If you find a few more, I will not pursue the past.

I'm serious. "

   He drove the little murlocs away, and looked back at the lava pool behind him.

  The Big Beholder has stirred this large magma pool into a pot of boiling keel soup, and almost all the keels that can be used have been fished out.

   "What do you want that gem for?"

  Xalatas was puzzled and said quietly:

   "The Origin Gem is a sacred relic of the black dragon. They call it the gift of the earth. Except for the black dragon, other races cannot use it. The power contained in it cannot be extracted and shaped by mortals."

"I have my own usage, and I will use them to create a pair of legendary weapons that only belong to me. I have come across a lot of legendary weapons, and the weapons left by others are good, but there are always such and such problems. .

   This kind of thing for your own use, it is best to tailor it yourself. "

  The pirates did not hide, and said to Xalatas:

   "My two warblades, which will be forged in the despair of Deathwing, will be born by drinking the blood of the Dragon King, and they will be the most suitable Assassin relics for me.

   It will be my symbol and the nightmare of my enemies.

   I even thought of their names. "

   "You always have so many strange ideas, and each one is beyond the imagination of ordinary people."

   Xalatas spit out:

   "Everyone thinks about how to get as far away from Deathwing as possible, but you have to take the initiative to approach it. What a fascinating man, I really want to swallow you up more and more."

   "You don't have to praise me like this again and again."

  The pirate waved his hand modestly and said:

   "You would make me feel proud of your praise."

   He turned around, snapped his fingers to his servant, and said:

   "Come on, pack up all the keels we've collected, we should go. Any longer, and the Nagfar will not let me on board because I'm too eager to wait.

   The water in the Endless Sea is cold, so, I really don't want to annoy it any more. "

   (end of this chapter)