Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 458 11. Big Claw Claw

  Blake, the bad guy, used threatening words in order to strengthen his persuasion, but the beautiful bear lying in front of him just thought he didn't hear it.

LOL.

   As a demigod of the wilderness, Ursoc has lived for countless years since the Titan creation era. What big scene has he not seen? The Burning Legion was all killed by their gang, and they saw so much that they were maddened.

  Although he has been sleeping in the Emerald Dream for the past ten thousand years, but now a little human being opens his mouth and shuts his mouth to destroy the world, how can he scare the big bear?

   After all, these are empty words.

   If you don't show evidence, the demigods won't believe it.

   "Hey, give me some reaction."

   Seeing that the "jelly bear" in front of him was still sleeping soundly, the pirate immediately crossed his hips in disappointment and said to the pretty bear in front of him:

   "Aren't you still angry? I'm talking to you about business. And I just killed you just to save you, shouldn't the dignified demigod be so careful?

   Let me tell you quietly, besides being a pirate, I am also a powerful prophet.

   I have seen your future.

  My second favorite wild demigod, Ursoc. "

  The eyeballs under the pirate battle helmet and the blindfold rolled, and he stretched out his hand and poked the illusory body of the jelly bear in front of him. When wearing the title of spirit hunter, he could touch the spirit body.

   And Ursoc's spirit body felt soft and warm to the touch.

  It must be very comfortable to hold in your arms in winter.

  Blake put on a stupid posture, and said softly while Rua looked at the sleepy big bear:

   "If you continue to go back to the Emerald Dream to sleep, and don't care about anything, you will usher in your third death in thirty years at most.

  At that time, the power of the Emerald Dream will be weakened by the corrosive attack of the Void Nightmare, the guardian of life Freya will extract the dreams of all beings, and the Emerald Dream will be shattered under the attack of the enemy of life.

   Then your frail soul will no longer be able to dwell in Azeroth, and you will be forced to accept a miserable fate of exile. "

   He paused and said in a serious tone:

"You will be sent to the Shadow Realm, enter the Blazing Blue Immortal Field as a dead god, and enter the realm of death from the realm of life. As the ultimate creature of life force, you must know what it means to go to that place, right? "

  The pirate keenly noticed that Ursoc, who was in a sleeping posture, moved his ears.

   He smiled treacherously and said:

   "That's not the end of your disaster. You will turn into a spirit seed, slowly absorb your heart energy and try to become stronger again, and then wait for the opportunity to return to your beloved Azeroth.

   However, I have predicted it.

  There you meet a very bad, bad woman who has some small family 'contradictions' with Elune.

  You will die at her hands.

   The 'death' I said this time is not the game we played today, but a real ashes, a cold death that comes after life ends.

  After dying three times in a row, you will finally meet the fourth death that is hopeless and cannot escape.

   Well, my poor Ursoc, fate has been so unfair to you, valiant guardian of nature!

  I was filled with righteous indignation when I saw that prophecy, and I wish I could rush into the shadow world right now to teach you that pretentious Bitter Winter Queen harshly.

  I doubt that the reason she wants to operate on you is because you are so popular with Elune.

   Elune is very fond of you guardians of the wilderness.

   She even chose a lover for her among you, and she has a child, which shows that Elune's hobbies are somewhat strange, and she is worthy of being a **** of fraternity.

   In short, you will fall victim to the ancient feud between the sisters Elune and the Winter Queen.

   Of course, this may be my wild thinking.

   After all, I am just a mortal prophet, and I can only pick up a silhouette in the uncertain future that I don’t know if it is true or false. I can’t use my eyes to understand the secrets of the gods.

  I can only choose to tell you exactly what I saw.

   But if you cooperate with me, maybe you cute and brave big bear can escape that sad future and save the Emerald Dream before the crisis.

Believe me.

  I really want to help you. "

  The pirate even took off his helmet and blindfold in order to show his sincerity, so that Ursoc could see the anticipation in his sparkling eyes.

   But Ursoc, who finally raised his head from his weak and slumber, could only see the meaning of "use" and "bewitchment" in his eyes.

  People who can become "prophets" are either saints who are dedicated to the public, or villains as cunning as foxes. What they have in common is that they are all smart and know how to use prophecy to achieve their own good or evil purposes.

   Ordinary people cannot do this job.

   "Jelly Bear" Ursoc, who had shrunk his body, shook his body in place, first got up from his sleeping position, then swayed weakly twice, and squatted there instead.

   It stared at the pirate with its bright eyes, as if examining the little fellow and his hyperbole.

  Blake winked and handed a jar of Kul Tiras queen honey that had been prepared earlier, which was brought directly from the Stormsong Valley in Kul Tiras from Thorojani.

   is the best quality honey in the whole of Azeroth, and it is a popular product sold by the sea merchants of Kul Tiras.

   In the face of the "tribute" handed over by the pirates, Ursoc, who had just experienced a death, moved his nose, but he did not refuse. It stretched out its claws and probed into the jar skillfully.

   Soak the paws with delicious honey, and lick it with the tongue.

The mellow sweetness of    made Jelly Bear show a satisfied expression.

   But it still didn't make a sound, and it didn't say whether to cooperate with this little human in front of him to avoid future crises. To put it bluntly, Ursoc didn't believe in Black.

  This is just their first meeting.

   And human beings were born in Ursoc's 10,000 years of slumber. It has never seen human beings. If there is a night elf prophet in front of him, then maybe the big bear will believe it.

   Pirates of course understand the meaning of this silence.

   He didn't expect a word, so he let the wilderness demigod bow his head and leaned over, as if whispering, and said in a low voice:

   "I know that I have to prove that I am a prophet first and that my prophecy is accurate before you can believe me. So I will give you another prophecy.

   You can see for yourself.

   When you were sleeping, the work of the Green Dragon Army, which was in charge of managing the dream, made a terrible mistake, and the druids of the night elves were not able to discover the crisis brewing in the calm.

   Their vigilance has been worn away by 10,000 years of peace.

   But I have seen it. My eyes that can see the crisis have discovered the source of the disaster. After you go back to the Emerald Dream, you can go to the "Holy Land" of another demigod, Aviana, in the Emerald Dream.

   That's right, the ruins of the mother tree, Garnier.

   Don't just look at it on the surface, go deep into it, and then, you will find something very 'interesting', and then you will believe my prophecy about the pollution of the Emerald Dream. "

   He reached out and wiped the jelly bear's fur and said:

   "That's not the first old dream tree to be corroded.

  I know that there are many ancient trees in the Emerald Dream that were planted when it appeared, and under a certain ancient tree, the Corruption of Nightmare has been planted.

   That's not what Yogg-Saron did.

  The Demon of the Thousand Maw just opened the way to the dream, and the other ancient gods keenly sensed the opportunity, you must hurry up.

   Don't put too much trust in those druids, my Ursoc.

   They also have emotions and desires, and will do terrible things under the impetus of emotions. Those who look reliable are not necessarily loyal.

  Only ordinary people like me who can’t get involved in dreams can be your trusted friends.

  Finally, don't tell the druids about my existence, I have some "small conflicts" with them.

go Go.

   Go back to the Emerald Dream for a little sleep, and then set off to confirm my prophecy. After you confirm the problem, you will know how to contact me. "

After   , Black took a step back.

   watched Big Bear walk weakly into the dream dimension of the dream of all beings. The green light turned into dancing butterflies, and the demigod disappeared in front of Black's eyes.

  The gluttonous guy took the good honey prepared by the pirates, but left him a "return gift".

   On the ground where the jelly bear was lying, there was a pair of large and exquisitely shaped claws.

   Well, the style of the gloves made by imitating the bear claws, the craftsmanship is exquisite, not like the creation of ordinary life at all.

  Its appearance also exudes an air of simplicity, as if it has been washed over time in the years, but the deadly cold light shining on the claw blade is still visible.

  The pirate stretched out his hand and placed it on the big claw, and the entry of the character card jumped out a dazzling orange light in the next instant, illuminating Blake's eyes:

   Name: Claw of Ursoc

  Quality: Legendary Excellence·Titan Creation [Druid Exclusive]

   Attribute: Sealed, need Druid-related inheritance occupation to open

  Special effect: The user gains the related power of [Wrath of Ursoc]

  Item Description:

  This is one of the weapons that the Guardian of the Titans, Freya, the mother of all beasts, prepared for her beloved children, the guardian of life who predicted that she and her children would encounter terrible challenges in the future.

   So she asked Mimiron, the wise man who is also the guardian of the Titans, to prepare delicate and powerful gifts for her children.

  Some wild demigods are too stubborn to pay attention to exploring the potential of these weapons, but the brothers Ursoc and Ursol have always kept their mother's teaching in mind.

   They sharpen their own weapons to the extreme, unleashing its full potential.

  Finally, when the War of the Ancients came, all of Ursoc's preparations came in handy. Countless demons died under these claws, and no tough evil body could resist its violent brute force.

   Ursoc gave everything for the world he loved, and after his death, the pair of legendary weapons were left to his bloodskins and worshipped by the bears as relics.

   But no bear warrior could harness its wild power.

  You should be glad that the fallen bears used this sacred object as a tool to call the soul of Ursoc, not as a weapon for the fallen demigods, otherwise your victory would not come so easily.

Notice:

  Although you are not a Druid, you cannot exert the true power of this claw blade, but its designer Mimiron has also designed a variety of attack modes for this weapon.

   It can be used as Assassin equipment.

  Although it cannot exert real destructive power, it is difficult to find a sacred relic that can rival Ursoc's claws with solidity and sharpness in the material world.

   Black blinked.

   He stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and put them on the weapon left by the demigod, and the force of nature rolled over it, shrinking its shape to fit perfectly into the size of the pirate's hands.

  As Black moved his fingers, ten cold claws popped out from the front of the glove, making the pirates feel as if they had really grown claws.

   He learned the attacking style of the bear warrior, grabbed a few times forward, and then shrugged helplessly.

   is full of momentum, and it is estimated that it is sharp and strong enough to tear dragon scales, but after all, this is not a weapon specially made for assassins, it is too heavy.

   and cannot coexist properly with the shadow, the natural forces on it are resisting the shadow cover of the pirates.

   "Black-hearted xiongxiong deliberately left this thing, definitely not for me."

  The pirate took off the glove and threw it in the bag, maliciously guessing:

   "It is estimated that he knew about the 'employment' relationship between Tur Angry Claw and me, so he lent my hand to the bear warrior who was favored by it. What a cunning bear, he deceived me with a large jar of honey."

  “呱呱呱”

  While he was thinking like this, the voice of a murloc sounded not far away.

  Black glanced back, and Bumblebee was standing on Ursoc's fallen body, whistling the fisherman to his owner, beckoning him over.

   Apparently, the little murloc had already set up the divine power extraction ceremony, just waiting for Black to "eat".

   "Come on."

  The pirate turned back, flashed twice in a row, and jumped onto Ursoc's body. He took off his gloves, pulled out the Azzinoth fragment, and stroked his palm lightly.

   Blood dripping on the divine power extraction ceremony in front of him is a familiar operation and a familiar feeling.

   However, when the divine power extraction ceremony started, Black turned his head and threw the scroll of destiny in his hand to the little murloc who was humbly learning the process.

   He commanded:

   "Prepare another magic circle. One is also drawn, and two are taken. Today, I will also take this divine nature. Hey, what's the matter with your eager eyes?

  I warn you, little idiot.

  This divine power extraction ceremony is very dangerous. You don’t want to do things in private and try it casually. With your small body, something really goes wrong, and I can’t save you in time. "

   (end of this chapter)