Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 467 20. Evil pirates are going to do something bad

  Blake was full of confidence in the temple of the snow leopard goddess Hakya.

   But anyone who is actually familiar with the pirate style knows that this guy must be playing tricks on his old tricks now.

   That's what Blake is like when he does bad things and deceives people.

   The more confident he shows, the closer his conspiracy is to come true.

   The louder his voice, the more true his lies.

   Not to mention anything else, let’s just say that the soul-inducing lamp that he held in his hand is still sealed with a dread demon king that is about to rot and mold.

   There is simply no room for another Loa.

   And with Black's current ability, it's really just bragging.

   He needs to do a lot of elaborate arrangements, and he has to have a lot of powerful people as cannon fodder, so that it is possible to bind a weaker Loa like Haqya.

  The difference between the upper and lower limits of Loa's strength is huge.

A powerful loa, like Rezan, the **** of power of the royal family of the Zandalar trolls, can fight Ursoc head-on without falling behind, but weaker ones like old Ghani, Ursoc sucks. Can blow them away.

  The snow leopard goddess Hakya belongs to the kind of last-class character who is a little more powerful than the old Gani, but not much.

   This can be discerned only by the number of believers.

   But even the weakest Loa, they have the divinity of self and are detached and immortal. They have such strange powers that no mortals can resist.

   But the problem is, this Hakya will be the same "victim" of many previous pirate conspiracies.

   She was bluffed by Black.

   She really heard the screams of Gudelia, the soul beast she favored and blessed, outside the temple, and the pirate just now accurately said the name of her spouse and the current hiding place.

   The two weak points were held in the hands of the pirates, and there was the lamp in Black's hand that made her feel frightened by the breath. That thing was indeed made by Hela himself, and it was barely considered a Titan creation.

   Therefore, even if she has an absolute power advantage, she will have to reappear in the temple under the coercion of Black.

   "You! Evil one! What the **** are you doing?"

  The Snow Leopard Goddess appeared on the stone statue with a bad tone, like a faint white phantom.

   She looked at Blake condescendingly, she had already made a pounce, and her sharp claws popped out of her palms. She only needed a light pounce, and she could.

   But, as Loa, how long has it been since she was forced into such embarrassment?

   She has been so comfortable in Zul'Drak that she has lost even the most basic of vigilance since she escaped the hideous and vile conspiracy of her priests in Zandalar.

   The moment the pirate stepped into her temple just now, she should have been prepared, but she has been bewitched by this guy's rhetoric, so that things have come to this point.

   "I don't want to do anything."

   Seeing Hakya reappearing, the pirate's face suddenly showed a victor's expression.

   He shook his body, burped a wine burp, and threw the lantern in his hand back into his suitcase. He spread out his hands again, grabbed the jug, and said to the snow leopard goddess who could kill him at any time in front of him:

   "Like all the believers who came to see you, I just want to ask for a holy emblem from you, and humbly ask you to bless my incompetent subordinates.

   Let them have the power to fight as a snow leopard.

real.

   Just a little bit.

   In return, my subordinates will regularly sacrifice enough meat to you, if you need a soul, it is not non-negotiable. "

   This made the Snow Leopard goddess laugh angrily.

   She wagged her tail and said:

   "If you had said this just now when we were having a good conversation, maybe I would have agreed.

   Living in the barren land of Zul'Drak, I wish I had a group of devotees who could feed for me outside Northrend, and that's not a bad thing for me.

   But the War Druid

  I will not give this blessing to your subordinates casually. Every war druid is very important to a weak Loa like me. I don’t think a group of pirates can take on such a heavy responsibility.

   Especially with a leader like you!

  Well, but think about it, it is because of an evil and cunning leader like you, maybe they can give me a surprise. But for this matter, as for the trouble to this point?

  Looking at your posture, I thought you were here to kill God. "

   "Well, I'm just proving one thing."

  Blake poured the last bit of wine into his mouth, threw the bottle on the ground and shattered it. He said to the snow leopard goddess in front of him:

   "When I want to do something bad, I can do terrible things, that's all. Finally, can you generously give me a chance to tame your spouse, or your deity?

  You two soul beasts are so beautiful, I'm a hunter, I really am"

"boom"

Before the pirate could finish speaking, a black and white striped tail swept over and hit him, knocking him out of the temple.

   Let the drunk pirate smash the snow outside the temple in disgrace. There was also a sacred emblem of the snow leopard goddess in front of him, and a warning from Hakya:

   "Don't come back to my temple! And don't step into my hunting ground! I hate you, you shameless scumbag."

   "It's really a wild kitten, it's hard to put it down, ah, I'm such a greedy bastard, I already have bears and wolves, but I still think about more soul beasts.

   But there is no way, who made you really too.”

  Blake got up from the snow and held the Snow Leopard Sacred Emblem in his hand. He glanced back at the Temple of Hakoya, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   said softly:

   "Hate me to the fullest, in the future, there will be times when the two of you beg me.

  Hey, stop bullying it, you two, look what happened to our poor Gudelia who were beaten by you two bad guys? Come on, little pitiful, do you want to travel the world with me?

   Come and pretend to me, don't run away, I haven't finished speaking yet.

  嘁, these beautiful big leopards, one by one, it's rude! "

  The pirate moved his neck, and while complaining, he swept the other directions of Zuldak under the night, and there was only a bleak night.

   Counting the Lennok Emblem taken from Tur Ragepaw, Black has come into contact with three loa. From their contact with them, the pirates already had a general understanding of the current situation in Zu'Drak.

  Therefore, he did not intend to visit the remaining four temples.

   is still the same sentence, the time is up, these local Loa are not doing well, but they have not yet reached the point where they cannot survive.

   After all, what Black wants is more than just a group of war druids.

   "Well, it's time to put some pressure on these country loa."

  The pirate stood up from the snowdrift and patted the snowflakes on his body. He looked back to the farther north of the Temple of Hakya, on the edge of the extreme north, where the Drakkari troll's palace was located.

   There is the palace of the most powerful Frost troll, Malak the Frost King, the legendary hero of the trolls.

  The pirate raised his hand, touched the head of the giant bear sitting at his feet, and said:

   "Let's do this last thing, then, set off for home. When I come next time, this barren land, the pathetic loa of this land, will be at my disposal!"

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   Zul'Drak is not the largest area in Northrend.

   But the number of lives on this earth is definitely the most.

  The Drakkari trolls fought each other in this area that belonged to them. They migrated here from ancient times, and the internal disputes have never ceased.

  If these frost trolls can unanimously conquer the entire Northrend continent with their numbers and fighting power, it is still impossible.

   First of all, don't think about the Grizzly Hills of the Bearman.

   There are also a lot of bear people, and they are more united than trolls. The single power trolls are not dominant, and the bear people are blessed by gods, which makes the trolls take the head?

   Secondly, Howling Fjord and Icecrown Glacier and Storm Peaks are the ancestral land of the vrykul. As far as the terrifying combat power of the vrykul is concerned, as long as the trolls are a little sensible, they will not dare to mess with them.

   As for Dragonblight?

  What a joke, did the trolls run to feed the dragons?

   And the natural environment of the Dragonblight Wilderness is even worse than Zudrak.

   The only places left to conquer are Solaza Basin, Borean Tundra and Wintergrasp Lake.

   However, there is no land road to reach the Solaza Basin, and it can only be passed by flying mounts, and there are mysterious titan devices in operation. The number of big bats domesticated by the Drakkari trolls is insufficient, and going there is also courting death.

   The Borean Tundra had blue dragons, yakmen and mammoths.

  The terrain on the other side of Wintergrasp Lake is too high, and it is said that there is some connection with the underground Nerubian kingdom. The scouts sent by the trolls found the real giant there.

   After walking around like this, the reason why the territory of the Drakkari trolls has been unable to expand has been found.

  The trolls are strong.

   Unfortunately, there is no fuel-efficient lamp in the neighborhood around the broken place. They are really sorted by combat power, and the trolls are probably at the bottom.

   And Northrend is probably the most powerful place in Azeroth.

   is about to break through the sky.

  Since there is no way to expand outwards, the Drakkari trolls can only fall into a sad involution link, and the more they roll, the more crazy they become, until they become the bears they are now.

   In addition, the Drakkari trolls themselves are not good enough.

   They are probably the only group of trolls in Azeroth that have not yet been civilized, maintaining the tradition of cannibalism and headhunting.

   At the troll clan meeting on Zandalar every six years, civilized Zandalar priests have always wanted to lead Drakkari trolls into the troll family.

   Helpless, these frost trolls have no interest in their preaching, only those Zandalar trolls themselves, don't think about it, they just want to taste the taste of Zandalar troll meat.

   Therefore, the external environment is harsh, and the internal struggle is not good enough, so that the power of the frost trolls has actually been weakening.

   Even if they have the most Loa gods in all troll clans except Zandalar, they still have to rank at the bottom of the major troll clans.

   And the fact that the Drakkari trolls live in Zul'Drak as clans doesn't mean they don't have royalty.

   It’s just that the royal family of these frost trolls is rather peculiar. They do not rely on bloodline inheritance, but must be obtained by force. Only those powerful clans can aspire to the throne and live in the ancient capital of Gudak.

   Only the most powerful troll leader in the big clan can be called the "Frost King".

  The existence of this system has led to frequent changes in the dynasties of the Drakkari trolls, and almost no Frost King can unify the entire Zuldak before he dies in war or assassinates himself.

  According to the gossip, the reason behind the frequent replacement of the throne of the Frost King is likely to be related to the local gods of Loa.

   After all, once the Drakkari trolls have a stable regime, the situation will become similar to that of the Zandalar Empire, and only one loa may ultimately benefit.

There is only one   Frost King, and there must be only one Royal Loa.

   That means that the other six Loa have to rely on the royal family Loa and bow down, so it is better to maintain the current chaotic infighting, at least everyone can have their own territory and believers, and they can also take a sip of soup to drink.

   It is not that the Frost King has resisted, but almost no one has succeeded.

   The relationship between trolls and loa is too complicated.

Except that the Zandalari trolls established the kingdom before the power of the loa gods, and set Rezan as the royal loa from the beginning, and Rezan was also strong enough to overwhelm the other loa, thus avoiding the loa. In addition to the infighting between them, the mortal kingship of other trolls almost falls under the divine power.

   The reason why the ancient troll empire Gurubashi declined rapidly after the collapse of the earth is inseparable from the fact that theocratic power has completely emptied the kingship.

   And this kind of contradiction and conflict is particularly evident in the savage and dark Zul'Drak and the Drakkari troll civilization.

  If the Frost King wants to unify the Frost Trolls, he must first get rid of the Loa who are in the way, but once all the Loa are eliminated, even if the Drakkari trolls are unified, their strength will decline rapidly.

   This is an almost unsolvable problem.

   The current Frost King Malak is the most powerful, wise, most vicious and ruthless troll warrior in Zu'Drak, but he can't think of the answer to this question.

   until today

   In the King's Sacrificial Hall of Gudak, the splendid ancient capital of Dakkari, the Frost King Malak, who had just completed his meditation and sacrifice, raised his head from the burning incense shrine.

  The strong troll in the winter armor opened his eyes, he clenched the two ice-blade tomahawks in his hand, and when he turned around, he saw the figure quietly walking out of the darkness.

  The man was wearing a tattered black robe, the edges were torn like the wings of a bat, and merged with the shadow behind him, as if the entire shadow was his cloak.

   In his hand he held a black sickle that radiated cold light, and in the other hand he held a soul-inducing lamp that emitted a pale light. The light on the lamp did not dispel the darkness in the quiet sacrificial hall, but made the surroundings appear more gloomy.

   "I am the crow of mourning, the shadow of doom, the bell of death."

   "I am the eye of prophecy, the apostle who brings the end, the prophet who interprets disaster."

   "I have emerged from the shadows to bring you news of the far future. Malak, the destined king of the Drakkari trolls! Son of Prophecy, Man of Destiny, Godslayer.

   Are you ready to meet your destiny? "

   (end of this chapter)