Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 479 32. Even seduction can't be done well! You licking dog can't be saved

  The Tower of Windrunner was quiet in the night. The eldest hand of Windrunner, who returned to his hometown today, asked all the civilians in the manor to evacuate to the windrunner village in the north.

   At this moment, in the entire manor, Alleria alone and the elite family guards patrolling everywhere.

  Although they are a long-standing ranger family, the Windrunners are not hostile to the power of magic. The magic shield of the manor has been opened, and foreign enemies can be isolated or trapped in it at any time.

  Alleria didn't tell anyone who the "guests" were tonight. Obviously, she didn't intend to let other Windrunners except herself intervene in the situation tonight.

   She is not worried about Sylvanas' safety, her sister has enough strength to protect herself.

   Little sister Vereesa, this will be Dalaran.

   What worried Alleria more was her younger brother Lilas, so she sent two teams of elite rangers to find Lilas and escorted him to the military camp to spend the night.

  The two teams of elite rangers are able to deal with ordinary robbers, and it is not worthwhile to face orcs head-on. Form formations, use pair tactics, and even escape from a dragon.

   However, when they faced an elite pirate and a master assassin who could escape infinitely in the dark night and act like a ghost, they did not show their bravery.

   All of them were knocked unconscious in less than five minutes. All the equipment and weapons on their bodies were swept away. They were all wearing only underwear, with their own socks in their mouths, and were hung from the big tree in Yongsong Forest.

  The worst thing is that the ropes used to bind them are all brought by them.

  In the forest outside the Windrunner Tower, in the Windrunner family cemetery, Blake is holding a shovel in his hand and is doing "grave robbing" work.

   To be precise, it is a supervisor.

   He symbolically shoveled a shovel of soil, and left the rest to the murloc pirates.

   In the sound of quack la qua la, the murlocs numbered fifty or sixty had dug up Lireza Windrunner's tomb under the command of Burmbolba.

   There is also the stupid wolf frost claw, which also exerts the soil digging skills that all canids can, like a biological excavator, digging the soil hard.

   Big Bear and Big Horn disdain to play with stupid wolf.

  It will be an honest bear sitting next to its owner, enjoying Blake's "massage".

   "You elves are really good-looking, men and women are the same, except for the breasts, you can't tell them apart at all. Are you right, little brother Liras?"

  The pirate had a pipe in his mouth, and while beating the fat bear's broad back, he spoke to Lyras Windrunner who was sitting beside him.

   The latter will have his hands and feet bound, with a piece of cloth stuffed in his mouth, and the large bruise on his left eye was punched out by a pirate punch, looking very embarrassed.

   His natural handsomeness was completely destroyed by this panda eye.

   His face is full of anger, and he can only watch the dirty murloc destroy his mother's cemetery, but he is powerless because of his weakness.

   "woo woo woo"

   He let out an angry roar, wanting to reprimand the stinky pirate for his rudeness.

   But with the cloth in his mouth, his reprimand could only turn into a whimper.

   "You may not know, in addition to being a pirate and a hunter, I'm also a warlock. I can summon terrifying demons to dig graves as coolies, which is faster.

   But you Quel'Thalas, the Leno Bandir barrier, is really troublesome. "

  Blake spit out a smoke ring and whispered:

   "As soon as I entered here, I was suppressed by magic, and I felt sick all over.

   Summoning demons here may also attract the attention of nearby mages. No wonder Gul'dan had to dismantle this thing in order to make a large-scale march.

   Well, speaking of Gul'dan.

   See my collection? "

   He picked up Gul'dan's skull, which was pale white on the chest, mixed with golden patches, and shook it in front of Lilas, saying:

   "This is Gul'dan's head, I cut it off with my own hands, so I kind of avenged your mother and the entire Windrunner family. From this point of view, you and your sisters owe me.

   and your little life.

   Of course you may not understand, after all, it is something that never happened, and it is not worthy of praise. But little brother, listen to me, I am your savior. "

  The pirate pointed to the Windrunner cemetery full of tombstones in front of him, and he spit the next smoke ring on the cheek of the angry little brother of the Windrunner family.

Say:

   "Without me, you would have a beautiful, simple and warm 'new home' here."

"boom"

   At the same time that he caused Lilas both physical and psychological torment, the sound of a shovel hitting a real object suddenly sounded from the murloc excavation team.

   A group of murlocs suddenly made a noise.

  Pumbolba with a pirate hat jumped down, poked the soil with his claws, made sure that they had dug into the coffin, and croaked twice towards it.

   Soon, several ropes were dropped.

In the pulling of a group of murloc warriors led by the old blind man shouting murloc chants, the black coffin covered with the Phoenix flag of Quel'Thalas and the battle flag of the Windrunner family was lifted from the tomb bit by bit. came out.

   The little murloc stood on the coffin, constantly waving his claws and shouting, giving command to the other murlocs.

  In the end, under the satisfied gaze of the pirates, the unheavy coffin was pulled to the ground by the fish people.

   "Since everyone has come, why only take this one?"

  Xalatas's seductive voice whispered in Blake's ear, and she said:

   "Look around, little master.

  Here are the corpses of the sleeper’s previous Windrunner Patriarchs and former Ranger Generals, even across this death-filled cemetery, I can feel the precious anima buried in the ground.

   You should take them all away.

  Only need to study the magic book of basic spiritism, and you will have an additional hunting group composed of ranger generals. Think about it, the whole eastern continent will tremble in your shadow under the ravages of their arrows and swords.

   Don't worry about Lyretha Windrunner's loyalty.

   She can be persuaded by you.

   She is a very weak person, you have realized that. "

   "Well, this proposal is unexpectedly tempting."

  The pirates looked around. The words on the tombstones told the glorious lives of the elves sleeping here. To be honest, Blake was a little moved.

   But in the end he shook his head.

Say:

"When my career is in its infancy, I have to find a way to turn enemies into friends, not friends into enemies. If I do, I will always be careful if Windrunner's mother will give me an arrow.

   Compared with a group of undead generals who cannot be used well, I hope my retainers can maintain their precious loyalty to me.

   Besides, if it's all dug up, then this matter is no longer the internal affairs of the Windrunner family. I don't want to be on the Sun King's royal assassination list, at least not now. "

   "Well, the little master maintains some precious qualities of being a human being, which is really touching."

   Xalatas said sarcastically:

   "But as a pirate, your actions at this point are stupid, and you should know that even if you don't use them, they will eventually be used by your enemies.

   Your enemies are not good men and women. "

   "Wouldn't that be better?"

  Black stepped forward, clasped the edge of the black coffin, and said softly to Xalatas:

   "That means my troubles will be their troubles too, and they will make themselves mortal enemies of the extreme elves like Quel'Thalas.

   I would love to see my enemies burn in the fire of the phoenix.

   Actually, I was looking forward to it. "

"boom"

   The black coffin was opened by the pirates at the next moment.

   Surprisingly, there was no rotten breath of death coming from the coffin, and even a strange, floral fragrance gushed out from Blake's surprised perception.

   In the coffin in front of him, lay the corpse of Lireza Windrunner, who died in the battle of the orc invasion, nearly a year has passed since now.

   But the corpse in front of him showed no signs of decay.

  Windrunner's mother was wearing the battle armor of a ranger general, with her hands folded on her stomach and her eyes tightly closed. Except for her abnormally pale face, she did not have any obvious wounds on her body.

  It is said that Windrunner's mother died in battle because she was hit by Gul'dan with a soul fire, which extracted her soul from her body.

   The elves must have also dealt with the remains, but

   "Elves are too clever at preserving corpses, aren't they?"

  Blake rubbed his chin and said suspiciously:

   "Although it is a legendary body, it is not so lifelike. When you look at her face, I feel that she is just asleep, it is not like she is dead at all."

   "Not right."

   Xalatas's tone also became solemn, she said:

   "She has something odd in her hand, pick it up and see."

"Um?"

  Black put his hand on Windrunner's mother's hand armor, which was staggered and folded around her abdomen, and with a flick of a flip, a strange object was picked up.

   That is a frozen flower.

   is not a precious flower. The pirates glanced around with the Eye of Kilrogg and found many identical flowers, which were picked at random near the cemetery.

   But the strange thing about this flower is that it is completely wrapped in a layer of blue ice, maintaining the posture when it blooms.

  I don't know where the ice came from. It was held in the hands of the pirates, with a refreshing coldness, but it was not offensive.

   "Perhaps it was made by elf mages who came to see them off."

  The pirate admired the little blue flowers in front of him, he pouted and said:

   "The elves like to do these very artistic things, but the birds use things that they don't have."

   "No! This flower has a strand of ice."

   Sataras saw the strangeness of this art-like flower, but before she could finish speaking, the small frozen flower in Black's hand shattered quickly like snow in the sun.

  Like ground gem powder, it burst open in an instant, and the powder of light swirls and falls on the cheeks of the windrunner mother in the coffin.

   is like a tender farewell kiss.

   "You just said, what's on the flower?"

   Black asked.

  Xalatas was silent for a few seconds, then whispered:

   "Nothing, maybe I feel wrong."

After    finished speaking, Xal'atas's voice disappeared, presumably because he lost interest in talking.

   But in fact, Miss Void did feel the abnormality of the flower just now, and it had an aura that made her look directly at death.

   But the power of death of that level is impossible to appear in the material world.

   If it were true, a single flower would be enough to drag the whole of Azeroth into eternal death. As before, Miss Xalatas once again felt that something was wrong, but she had no clue.

  Everything related to this stinky pirate is so unreasonable, which is really annoying and fascinating.

"boom"

  Although Blake was amazed at the high elves' "corpse preservation" technology, he made up his mind that if he died unfortunately, he must contact a high elves corpse collector in advance to sort out his remains.

   But what would he be doing, he closed the coffin again and threw it into the magic bag.

   He then mentioned Lyras Windrunner, who had already burst into tears from the humiliation, whistled, mounted the Hippogryph, and quickly evacuated to the coast.

   Fish people, he doesn't have to worry.

  Bumper always has a way to take its men out of danger, but the little murloc seems to be in no hurry to leave. After watching the pirates disappear, it blows a murloc whistle.

   Let his men jump into the depths of Windrunner's mother's tomb to search for the grave goods.

   This little murloc is too bad.

   At the same time, in a quiet, moonlit woodland on the edge of Windward Village, by the spread out picnic basket, Nathanos was tenderly embracing the goddess in his heart, and he would be filled with happiness.

   Although he didn't do anything "bad".

   was just holding Lady Sylvanas in his arms, but for a suitor, it was already a huge improvement.

   But tonight's Ranger General, there is an indescribable melancholy, she drank a lot of alcohol uncharacteristically, and she was drunk when she spoke.

   "How did you know that Zul'Drak in Northrend must be haunted by spirit beasts? You also got such detailed information."

   Sister Windrunner closed her eyes slightly and leaned against Maris's chest, listening to this man's wild heartbeat, she asked softly.

   "Well, it was told to me by one of my amazing friends."

  Maris really couldn't lie in front of the goddess, he replied in a very vague way:

   "He himself has a lot of research on soul beasts, and he just finished his travels in Northrend, so he shared the news with me and asked me to find a good enough hunter to try my luck there."

   "Hmm, a wonderful friend?"

   Sylvanas chuckled and said:

   "Your fox, too?"

   "Well, he also helped me find it. He is my best friend. We used to form a brotherly alliance."

   Nathanos said in a relaxed tone:

   "If it's you, Tutor, I think you can."

   "Don't call me 'Tutor' at this time, you idiot."

   Sylvanas shook his head.

   She stood up and looked at Maris, her beautiful eyes blinked, and she moved slightly closer to him. Maris's heartbeat became even more intense, and her head was full of blood, but she still maintained a very gentleman's attitude and lowered her head.

   But just as their lips were about to touch, Sylvanas suddenly covered her heart and let out a painful moan, her face turning pale.

"What's wrong?"

  Nathanos hurriedly supported the crumbling Sylvanas, who shivered and looked in the direction of Windrunner Tower, she said:

"The mark I put on my mother's coffin has been activated! Someone. Someone took her, there's no mistake, that was when the last time the tomb robbers disturbed the manor, I asked Prince Kael'thas to put it on me himself. imprint.

   Damn!

   What the **** is Alleria doing! How could she allow it. No, she must have been entangled.

  I'm going after them, Maris, bring your beasts and weapons and come with me.

   These haunted bastards!

  They must pay for their ugly deeds! "

   After saying that, General Ranger got up quickly, put aside his children's personal affairs, and returned to his usual killing and decisive look, and his whole body was full of murderous aura.

   Maris's heart sank.

   is over.

  Today this is worse.

   Black's crow-mouthed **** is a prophecy. If something goes wrong, tonight I really have to choose between a brother and a woman.

  Alas, I hope he has enough courage not to die of grief when he abandons Lady Sylvanas.

   Although his brother Blake is powerful, he can't possibly be an opponent of a legendary ranger, right?

   (end of this chapter)