Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 450 3. Manic Depressed Bear

   "The Great War of the Ancients has changed a lot of things. What you know is only what the Kaldorei want you to know. There are also many things that happened in the shadows of history that they concealed."

  In the forest outside the city with the huge hollow tree trunk, Blake held a delicate jug and said to the little star and the little fishman sitting in front of him:

   "Of course, the kaldorei hide these things out of goodwill.

   There are many things in this world that cannot be advertised. There are some powers that a young blue dragon like you can’t imagine hidden under this world.

   Just uttering a name, or a scripture with fallen divine power, is enough to turn a small town into **** overnight.

  The most dangerous of those taboos, even the dragons shy away from their depraved majesty.

   The tree in front of us is related to one of the most dangerous forces. "

   After taking a sip of wine, he didn't need the glance of Kilrogg's eye to feel a trace of unease in Little Xingxing, so he laughed again and comforted:

   "Don't be afraid, we are still a long way from contacting the fallen god, what is shown here is only one ten thousandth of its divine power.

Although    has been cleaned up by the Druids with natural magic, the residues left are already dangerous enough.

  I'll keep it short. "

  Blake put down the jug in his hand and said in a succinct tone:

   "The rift affected the cage of the ancient gods who were sealed in the underground of Northrend, and its fallen powers began to emerge around the world, which was 4,500 years ago.

   This matter was quickly noticed by the kaldorei elves, and after a brief discussion, the druids began to act.

  Inspired by the deeds of the world tree Nordrassil purifying and stabilizing the entire Kalimdor continent, they took six branches from the world tree and planted them in six places in the world.

   Eliminate those evil iron disasters caused by the power of the fallen gods.

  Things are going well here, but soon, bad things will come.

  On the land under our feet, this tree named 'Crown of Ice' Andrassil by the druids is the most prosperous tree growing among the six branches of the world.

   It is highly expected by Druids.

   The guardians of nature hope that it will protect Northrend with its power of nature, as Nordrassil shelters Kalimdor.

   The first few decades were fine.

   Until the roots of the tree spread too far down, and finally touched the edge of the cage of the Old God, overnight, it was infected and transformed.

   When the druids felt bad and came to Northrend to check, this tree had become a battlefield. "

  The pirate pointed to the ground under his feet, whose color didn't look right, he said in a penetrating, ghost story tone:

   "All the creatures in the entire Grizzly Hills, including but not limited to the silent and fierce yak people, the dryads who guard the nature, the powerful and brave bearmen, and even the mammoths and northern kobolds on the Dragonblight.

  All the creatures you can think of, and all the creatures you can't think of, gathered under this fallen tree, and blood flowed into rivers overnight.

The reason why   Grey Hill is called Grey Hill is the result of burning almost all the surrounding forests when the druids burned the bones of innocent people thousands of years ago.

   After that night, Andrassil, the Crown of Frost, died.

The great druids headed by Fandral Deerhelm knew that they had done something wrong with their good intentions. When they regretted, they had to call on the power of the savage nature and planted them with their own hands to defend Northrend. tree destroyed.

  Andashir's collapsed torso smashed into the forest of Grizzly Hills. It took 4,000 years to die. Today, you can still see the remains of that tree everywhere in this forest.

  It was also from that day that the Frost Crown became the Broken Crown, and Andrassil became Vodrassil.

  This is the sad place of the druids.

  Here taught the druids a lot of things, and since then, they have stopped planting trees recklessly.

In fact, speaking carefully, the world tree Nordrassil on the top of Mount Hyjal can grow up healthily, in addition to the blessings of the dragon kings, the main reason is that the world tree was planted in Illidan. Inside the small Well of Eternity made by Stormrage. "

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "The magic of the Well of Eternity protects the World Tree. Without Illidan's reckless behavior, the world tree of the night elves would not have grown into the shape of Voldrassil.

   After all, the underground Kalimdor continent is also sealed with an ancient god. "

   His narration came to an end.

  Little Xingxing immediately raised her hand, like a good student asking a question, she looked at Blake, blinked and asked:

   "What is the ancient god?"

   "Uh, didn't your grandfather tell you? A blue dragon like it should know this very well."

The question of    the little blue dragon princess made the pirates choked.

   He glanced at the silly white sweet little blue dragon with a weird expression, shook his head and said:

   "It's hard for me to explain their existence to you, and I can't even tell you their names here, because although the roots of Voldrassil have been severed, there is still a fallen power in the tree.

   But I can tell you that your Blue Dragon Legion has fallen into this state, and you cannot avoid the relationship with the ancient gods.

  The reason why Neltharion, the black dragon king, degenerates into Deathwing, is because he has heard too many voices of depravity in his sleep, and the demigods of the Void lured him with voices, nightmares and visions.

  Its depravity is the biggest victory that the Void forces have achieved after the end of the Dark Empire era, no one. "

"That"

   Hearing the name of Deathwing, there was a trace of anger and hatred in Xiaoxing's eyes, she clenched her fists and asked again:

   "Then how strong are these ancient gods? Are you their enemy?"

   "Ha, you got the idea."

  Blake chuckled and glanced at the darkening sky. He drank his last sip and explained:

   "They have been hiding in the back of history, their existence is little known, but the entire world of Azeroth 10,000 years later developed under their noses.

   They know all our weaknesses, they know what to do with us.

   But we also have our advantages.

  If you want to know more, go to Dalaran in the future, I will take you to meet some of my friends, they are all very powerful people, and they will be willing to accept excellent members like you.

   Well, Eldagosa is one of them.

  I think that the reason why the Spellweaver was so kind to me in the Nexus and let me take the Scepter of Aluneth should be because of this. Wise spellweavers will not be fooled by my evil and charming appearance.

  It knows that I have a common enemy with it.

   This should be one of the reasons why it will let you follow me away.

  The rest, after you join the organization that fights against the Void, old Merry will tell you, now come with me, let's go around the Greymaw Citadel in Voldrassil.

   I'm going there to find something.

   By the way, find out where the little cutie of Grizzly Hills has gone all these years.

  My stupid wolf has already slipped in. It seems that he knows that he is about to have a competitor, which will put a lot of pressure on him. He has been very active in the past few days, and he finally has the appearance of a war beast.

   Well, sure enough, healthy competition is always needed. "

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   As the night fell, most of the bears in Greythroat Fort had entered a never-ending nightmare, and there were a few "night owls" who were wandering back and forth in the hollow city of big tree trunks.

   These bearmen look really good.

   All are about three meters tall, and their heads are like bears, but their bodies are like humans, maintaining upright walks, and their thick fur is full of flaring muscles.

  Claws are hidden in the pads of the palms. When threatened, these claws can be stabbed like a wolf's claws.

   Bearman's claws are their main weapons for hunting and fighting. They will continue to harden with age, and some simple natural magic will be attached to the claws of some old bearmen who have been blessed with life.

   In addition, don’t look at the naive walk of bearmen, but they have spellcasters.

   There is a heritage of shaman priests in the bear tribe, who can learn to master powerful natural and elemental magic. The bear shaman in some ancient clans can even call lightning hurricane, or summon tree people to fight with the power of nature.

  Since there are shamans, the bears will definitely know the iconic shamanic bloodthirsty spell.

   Some powerful and talented bearmen warriors can even learn the unscientific skill of "autonomous berserk", which makes all the warriors burst into tears.

  These fierce bears, whose brute force can compete with the vrykul, will become unstoppable when they are blessed with a wide range of bloodlust.

   Ten thousand years ago, in the Battle of the Ancients, at least ten demon legions were smashed by the bears from the front.

  Well, it is worth mentioning that the most powerful hunter in history, the legendary Huon Gaoling, also became famous in this battle.

   That crazy tauren hunter, with his legendary war beast Elote, blocked the demon portal and carried out a brutal massacre, even making demons like the demon guards, who are notoriously brainless, scared to pass through the portal.

   So, to sum up, these bears are not easy to mess with.

   In Grizzly Hills, they are the real overlords. Frost trolls, human colonists, all have to stand aside.

   Whether the Grizzly Hills are chaotic or not, the bears have the final say!

but.

   The pirate who was trotting fast in the tree ring of Greymaw Hold raised his head and glanced at the hollow tree trunk of Verdrassil as the moonlight fell from above his head.

   Holding the moon blade, he couldn't help but have a very inflated idea.

   Maybe he can kill all these fallen bears in the infinite shadow enhanced by the moonlight. Well, as long as your physical strength can hold up, it shouldn't be difficult.

   The little star with magic concealment on her body followed the captain step by step. Compared with the professional silence of pirates, she was much worse.

   But in the dead of night, as long as you don't make too much noise, there will be no trouble.

   And the little star's attention has always been peculiar.

   When she passed by a bear man tree house, she looked inside, and an unspeakable stench came to her face, causing Little Xingxing to pinch her nose and complain:

   "Something must have died here."

   "I advise you not to look at it. For the sake of your breakfast tomorrow, hold back your curiosity."

   Black persuaded quietly.

   But Little Star's curiosity is the size of a whale shark.

   A young blue dragon like her was always interested in everything, so instead of listening to Blake's advice, he took a peek inside the bear man's hut.

   The sight she saw almost sent her away on the spot.

   "Hey, it's disgusting. How did these bears become like this? Look at them, their skins are festering, this smell. Vomiting."

   The physical limit of the little princess was broken.

   Her San value was all gone, she covered her mouth and made a retching motion. Emigosa, the plump hatchling flying on her shoulders, also covered her eyes in fear.

   Don't blame her for making a fuss, it's really a bear man here, some too

   Their once smooth skin is now full of corroded sores and gangrene, and some have disgusting sarcomas on their bodies, like a heart outside the body, constantly wriggling.

   One by one is like a zombie bear infected with Resident Evil.

  Some of the eye sockets were ulcerated, disgusting liquid flowed out of the dark eye sockets, all teeth fell out, and even weird small tentacles grew out of the wounds on the body.

  Black knew this for a long time.

   He has dealt with the void too much, and he knew very well what kind of disgusting things could be made where the power of the void remained, so he closed Kilrogg's Eye in advance.

   came a "see no evil", so as not to affect his mood.

   "Do you think Void Infection is any fun? Now you have seen the power of the Old Gods with your own eyes."

  The pirate walked forward along the paw prints left by his ghost wolf, while covering his eyes behind him, the shivering little star said:

   "They don't even need to be in front of you, a whisper, a vision, a nightmare is enough to twist normal life into a depraved state that Mom doesn't even know.

   But the saddest thing is that this is not the end.

   All things brought to ashes by the Burning Legion are so benevolent compared to the means of the Void.

  Before your body is twisted, your soul will rot, and your consciousness will be infused with knowledge that you cannot understand.

  You are awake and confused.

  You will do anything for the will that is implanted in your mind.

   strangling your children with your own hands, killing all your siblings, stabbing the most poisonous blade in your parents' hearts. They didn't even make you do it on purpose, they didn't appreciate tragedy.

   They don't even think much.

   But the madness of falling into the void will make you keep making such tragedies and serve the void with it.

   The Burning Legion is simply the enemy of order.

   But the void, this is the enemy of all life, beware of the corruption of the void, it always comes quietly, I said it, don't listen! "

"Snapped"

  Blake didn't get an answer, and when he turned around, the silly blue dragon's eyes were a little blurry. When he turned around, he slapped Little Xingxing on the face.

   Such a rude method would wake up Stellagosa, who was seduced by the faint phantom sound in his ears.

   This slap alarmed several sleeping Void-infected bears around, but before they opened their eyes, the moonblade swung in a shadow attack way staggered back and forth among the bearmen.

   Ignoring the true damage of any armor defenses, severing their spines with precision and lethality, plus the burst of Shadow Strike, churning their shrunken brains into a mosaic.

  Black returned to the place in the next second, and threw the dirty blood on the moon blade outward.

   And Xiaoxing covered her face blankly.

   Feeling the chill emanating from the captain in front of him, only then did he realize what happened just now, which also made the little blue dragon, who had encountered the power of the void for the first time, break out into a cold sweat, and began to tremble with his arms folded.

   "Woooo, I don't play anymore."

   She said something with a crying voice and shaking her body.

   "Then go out! Wait for my signal outside, don't cry! You're not a child anymore, hold back your tears and show me a decent way, or I'll beat you up."

  The pirate pointed out to her, this time Little Xingxing did not refute, just wiped his eyes honestly, and left here with a teleportation technique.

   She was really frightened.

   Alas, considering the age of the giant dragon, he is still a child after all.

   Tonight's "really hell" encounter is expected to leave a psychological shadow on her.

   (end of this chapter)