Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 502 55. The family is unfortunate

   "The much-anticipated" treasure fair finally kicked off on the Alpaca.

But the imaginary battle between dragons and tigers did not appear. The Sacred Relic Society, regarded as the enemy by the dwarves, performed this time as pulling the crotch. Those elf archaeologists just bought some powerful magic items and left early. .

   The whole process seems to be hasty and absent-minded.

   This time, Old Brian suspected that these elves must be holding bad intentions, maybe they were preparing to launch an attack and **** when they transported the precious cultural relics back to Ironforge.

   Don't doubt the evil hidden behind the beautiful appearance of those elves, they have done this more than once.

  When the dwarves excavated the ruins of Uldaman in the barren land, every time they made a major discovery, a few diggers would disappear for no apparent reason. Although there was no evidence, Brian suspected that it was the "good thing" that these elves did.

   They are eyeing all the relics with great power.

  The most cunning thing is that they will let the dwarves successfully complete the early excavation, and then rely on their own magical power to **** the fruits of victory.

   Of course, the Explorers Association will occasionally do the same thing when pressed.

   But today, the Society of Sacred Relics does not intend to disrupt the situation, it is a real good thing, which means that the dwarves can smoothly collect the precious cultural relics displayed by the pirates.

   "Look at this cabinet, Brian, I have just tested it, it has a history of at least 7,000 years. But this type of gold cabinet is the first time I have seen it.

   Do you know which civilization it belongs to? "

   Monocle-wearing human archaeologist Harrison Jones, holding a magnifying glass and gloves, looking at a large gold box.

   Scholars like him don't care about the price of gold.

   What he valued was the humanistic value contained in this cabinet. He would see many cultural relics that he had never seen before at the pirate exhibition.

   also dragged the old dwarf, who was also a bit dazzling, to study the cabinet with him.

  Bryan is indeed a well-informed explorer. He used a magnifying glass to carefully examine the cabinet in front of him, and placed the end point on the mighty snake-like sculpture on the top of the cabinet using exaggerated and gorgeous techniques.

   After a few minutes of frantically flipping through his notes, he came to a conclusion.

   "This should be an ancient relic of the legendary Pandaria continent, that continent is said to be hidden in the mist that persists all year round in the South China Sea.

  Unfortunately, all the exploration of the foggy continent failed. "

   The old dwarf blew his beard and said:

   "During a trip more than a hundred years ago, I came across some weird 'bear men' at sea, and the utensils they carried had such beast patterns on them.

   They call it the 'Cloud Serpent', a creature that represents justice and holiness in their culture.

   And Harrison, presumably your archaeological skills have been degraded by spending a lot of time in the library. Looking at the color of these golds, you can tell that it has existed for at least 10,000 years!

   This is the most valuable of these cultural relics. Unfortunately, we know too little about that mysterious civilization. "

   "Ten thousand years! That's amazing."

   After the old dwarf finished speaking, an oily voice suddenly came from the crowd behind him. It was a man in his thirties, dressed in an aristocratic hunting outfit, holding a lady with heavy makeup who was as charming as a fox.

   He stared at Harrison, and exclaimed in a defiant voice:

   "Thanks to Master Brian for his on-site explanation. With your 'certification', this relic can be sold for at least three times the price. Those who have a lot of money and nowhere to spend will definitely be willing to pay a high price for it.

  I want this Xianglong cabinet! "

   "Bud!"

  Harrison obviously knew the high-profile guy in front of him. He raised his arms suddenly, stood in front of the golden cabinet, and said in a disgusting tone:

   "You are not allowed to take it away! Such a treasure must be displayed in a museum! It has extremely high artistic and research value, and being taken away by people like you is a complete waste of it."

   "Huh? The righteous Dr. Harrison is going to punish me, the **** black market businessman?"

  Bud Nedrek stretched out his hand to straighten his collar, and said in a provocative tone:

   "But this is not the market in Stormwind City. Our pirate friends have already made it clear that today's trade fair is for the highest bidder.

  I brought a lot of money here, my friend.

  The best part is that I only want those things that can sell at a high price, and you and your dwarven mentor, under the blessing of the "sacred" mission, want everything.

  These things really should be put in the museum, provided you bring enough money. "

   After saying that, the damned cultural relic dealer laughed and kissed the lady in his arms **** the lips.

   hugged the laughing and trembling lover, Miss Eldara, gave Harrison a provocative look, and continued to search for those valuable treasures with his gang of accomplices.

   This scene also caused the surrounding pirates in charge of security to laugh.

   They wish these archaeologists would fight the antiquities dealers, which means they can make more money tonight.

  The undead pirates retrieved all the treasures of Zemlan from Treasure Island, where art and antiquities that cannot be directly exchanged for gold coins are kept.

   It is no exaggeration to say that everything present has a history of at least seven thousand years, and it is extremely well preserved.

  , along with the burial objects they excavated from the ruins of Nar'Thalas College and Zu'Drak, make tonight's Alpaca a "paradise" for all archaeologists.

   The ancestral tortoises who were responsible for appraising the quotation were also agreed in advance.

   They'll give an above-par price, but not too much, so as not to scare the guys away.

  Seriously, if it wasn't for Black's urgent need for money now, and the Ancestral Turtles couldn't get enough gold coins to buy these things, where would there be anything about the Explorers' Association and cultural relic dealers?

  The turtles who can best distinguish good things have already wrapped these things around!

   But even so, the treasures that are displayed here are the ones left by the tortoises. In this whole world of Azeroth, if we really want to talk about archaeology, who can do the ancestor turtles?

   They know identification, they have a wide network of contacts, and they are still alive. They are the real uncrowned kings in the archaeological circle.

   However, although the Alpaca was lively tonight, some guys were not keen to go to see the treasures, but started a "small business" on the deck outside the venue.

   "Come, come, pirates, come and see the good things of old Griffota, they are all real treasures, more powerful than the things you put in the venue, I don't know where they are."

On the top deck of the Alpaca, a treacherous troll dressed in colorful and "rich" clothes set up a stall there. He carried a huge rucksack with him and put up a sign beside him. .

   It says "Peerless Treasure Merchant".

  This troll has a good mouth, can blow and say nice things. In less than ten minutes, some drunken pirates were attracted to pick and choose at his stall.

   Really made a lot of business by this eloquent troll.

   "Hey, this guest came to see, I have all the treasures here! If you miss it, there will be no next time."

   Seeing another alcoholic in tattered pirate clothes and a black captain's hat walking over, the happy old troll who was counting the gold coins lit up in front of his eyes.

   He likes such "guests".

   or called a big head.

  Alcohol will seriously affect their judgment. Relying on their own eloquence, they only need a flick to sell their products.

  The best thing is that these people are not afraid of them coming to find trouble when they sober up.

  The treasure fair will end tonight. He will run away early tomorrow morning. Can these pirates chase after them for dozens and hundreds of gold coins?

   "Ah? A peerless treasure?"

   was drinking and was going to go to Eudora to ask about the results of the trade fair, and Blake suddenly became interested when he heard this shout. Drunk, he shook his body, and moved the little murloc to the old troll's booth.

   picked up a golden amulet with a bluffing appearance engraved with many obscure patterns, and heard the troll in front of him say eloquently:

   "Oh, the guests are really insightful!

  This item you took is the most valuable treasure in my booth. If it wasn't for my eldest brother's aunt's third-child daughter who was ill and needed money urgently, I would not have reluctantly put it out.

   Those people before were blind, they could not understand the mystery and power of this treasure, but you are different.

  Old Griffota knew at a glance that you were not an ordinary person!

  You will do great things, and my talisman can give you the most powerful help. "

   "Huh? You can tell at a glance that I am outstanding?"

   Drunk Blake laughed and said:

   "I know that there will always be someone with a pair of eyes that can spot the strong. I am such a free and unrestrained pirate, and there is only one in the whole of Azeroth.

   But you troll can talk very well, what is this thing called? What is the powerful effect? "

   "Bah, this person is really shameless."

  Old Griffota groaned fiercely in his heart, how could anyone compliment him like this in front of a stranger? He is the only one in Azeroth.

  This person is really narcissistic and hopeless.

   But the business still has to be done.

   The old troll snorted and said in a mysterious low voice:

   "This is a talisman blessed by the Dark Prophet Zul of Zandalar himself, do you know Zandalar? Well, it's okay if you don't know, anyway, it's very powerful.

  It's called the 'Authentic Treasure Hunt Amulet', as long as you wear it, you can find the most valuable treasure on your enemies.

  You are lucky today. I originally wanted to sell it for 10,000 gold coins, but seeing you so unrestrained, handsome and suave, I will be a strong investor in the future.

   I'll give you a discount and sell you a hundred gold coins. "

   "Hmm, so powerful?"

  Black took another sip of wine and tossed the genuine treasure-hunting amulet in his hand. Amidst the croaking laughter of the little murlocs next to him, he asked back:

   "Since you can find a valuable treasure, why don't you use it yourself? Bring it to kill a few people, can't you get money to treat your relatives?"

   "Ah, I think so too."

  The old troll made a helpless gesture of old age and frailty and said:

   "But look at how weak I am, how can I still use a knife? This kind of treasure should be used by a young man like you."

   "Well, that makes sense."

  Blake nodded in agreement, picked up another stone with a very strange shape, put it in front of his eyes, burped, and said:

   "What's the name of this thing?"

   "This is even more powerful. How about you, a handsome pirate, have a good eye?"

  The old troll rubbed his hands and said in a more mysterious tone:

   "This thing is said to be the biggest secret of King Rastakhan's ability to live for thousands of years. It is a strange treasure from the world of death, and no one knows its original name.

   But I call it 'The Incredible Stone of Extraordinary'.

   Its effect is very simple, but it is very powerful. It can bind your soul to this world through powerful magic. When you die, your soul can return to the corpse and be resurrected.

   Use this to avoid a doomed fate. "

   "Running a corpse? So powerful?"

  The pirates were taken aback for a moment.

The little murloc next to    even took out a small notebook, and wrote down the shameless words the troll profiteer just said, and used it when deceiving other silly murlocs in the future.

   "Of course it's amazing! This is a rare treasure!"

   Old Grievta spoke more and more vigorously, and he said incessantly:

   "It doesn't look great on the surface, but trust me, after you've had a disaster, you'll know how valuable it is.

  Although this magical effect can only be triggered after you die, I believe that old Griffota, who bought this stone from me, said it would be good to use it!

   So far, no one has come to accuse me of cheating. This is the guarantee of my good reputation.

   Let me tell you, just now there was an elf **** your side who bought two from me, saying that one is for herself and the other is for her brother.

  Look, noble and wise elves buy this treasure, you don't believe me, don't you believe in wise elves?

   They always find a way to find something good. "

"what?"

  Blake rolled his eyes.

   It's not because of how clever the troll's tricks are, but he probably guessed who the "wise elf" the troll was talking about. After drinking the wine in his hand, he asked in a bad tone:

   "How much else did that idiot elf buy from you?"

"Uh"

  The old troll felt that the situation was not right. Wasn't this guy in front of him drunk just now?

   How did you wake up all of a sudden?

   He stammered and pointed to the stall in front of him and said:

   "Well, she bought two or three of everything, and she was very generous, saying that because her brother was rich, she could spend whatever she wanted."

   "Hey, the family is unfortunate, how much money can she afford to spend so much?"

  Blake clutched his forehead and said in pain.

   Then he threw the "Inconceivable Extraordinary Stone" in his hand to the old troll who was about to run away, but was surrounded by a group of fox pirates.

   He took a loaded short-barreled musket from Eudora, who jumped out of the shadow beside him, and said to the troll in front of him:

   "Hold that stone in your hand! I will buy your peerless treasure, but the premise is that you have to prove the effect to me first. Don't you say you won't be afraid of death after using it?

   Come, show me one live.

  You did a great job, I'll give each of the **** under my command one, this is big business, take it, Griffota! You old **** got kidnapped and lied to me.

   Get that rock, I'm going to shoot. "

   "No! I confess, I"

"boom"

   (end of this chapter)