Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 690 21. "Black's Compendium of Dragon Slaying Deathwing Revised Edition"

   Wetlands, this is a place that Blake feels nostalgic for.

   He still hasn't forgotten how he struggled to survive in this ghostly place full of muddy ponds when he was reborn in embarrassment, especially the big swamp across from Palatine Bay.

   even made Blake, who was standing on the city wall of Menethil Harbor, deeply moved.

  His "journey" started from there, eating moldy bread in the muddy pond and fighting with stinky fishmen allowed him to save enough "the first pot of gold".

  “呱呱呱”

   The little murloc sitting on Black's shoulder was also very excited.

   Wearing a hunting suit today, it waved its claws and pointed to the blue-gill swamp on the other side of the sea, constantly making murloc calls.

   It recognized there, and that was its home.

  If it weren't for this weird guy like Black, Pemberpa would probably still be hanging out with a bunch of stupid murlocs in the Bluegill Swamp, living a carefree life as a fisherman.

   But considering this little guy's very useful brain, it may have become a "strong force" on the side of the wetland murlocs, and it may already have its own murloc clan.

   But more likely he died in a murloc fight.

   After all, its small physique is not dominant in the savage fights of the fish people. For a group of savage bastards, wisdom is the most meaningless thing.

   is not even as useful as a piece of moldy bread.

   "Don't show this nostalgic expression, you little idiot."

   The eyeball on the pirate's shoulder glanced at the murloc and said:

   "Now I throw you back into that slushy swamp, can you still adapt to the environment there? Let you eat rotten meat and bread, and you can still eat it?

Do not be silly.

   We can’t go back to the carefree days we imagined, beautified by memories. "

   The little fishman nodded in agreement.

   He glanced at his pet clothes with exquisite texture. How could such a beautiful clothes be stained with mud? Going to the swamp to fight savagely with the stupid fish over a fish bone?

  Tsk tsk, it makes me shudder to think about it.

   The little murloc pouted, shook his body, stood up on Black's shoulder, grabbed the pirate's ear and rubbed it, his big cute eyes full of flattering intimacy.

   "Ha, that's right, you have some conscience."

  Black laughed, took the dwarf pipe to his mouth, lit the flame, and exhaled a puff of smoke.

  Behind him, Ms. Natalie Selin, who was wearing a black hood and covering her body, was walking slowly with a staff.

  The shape of that staff is very interesting.

  It uses sacred wood to carve the holy posture of a winged angel at the head of the staff, and it looks like an eagle is about to fly. The whole body is white, which makes this staff full of sacred feeling.

  This weapon called "The Scepter of Perfect Restoration" was a loot that Red looted in the palace of Lordaeron.

   was passed on by the winking warchief to the ship doctor lady as a gift through his younger brother.

  Reid is very scheming to maintain a good relationship with every important person around the captain in this way, so that after he does stupid things in the future, there will be no one to intercede for him.

   Well, Reid is very self-aware.

   He felt that he was likely to do stupid things, so he kept all the "back roads" in advance. This has to be said to be "wisdom" in another sense.

   "I just saw you go to the slums in the city to give free treatment to those patients, which attracted some people with limited money."

  Blake supported the bricks of the city wall and said to the black-robed ship doctor behind him:

   "We talked about this when we arrived here yesterday, and you yourself said that you don't want to be too conspicuous, after all, your identity is sensitive."

   "It's just a matter of habit."

  Mrs. Selin pulled the hood on her forehead down again, she stroked the Void Codex on her waist, and said softly:

   "I often did this kind of free clinic when I was in Stormwind Kingdom. After a long time at sea, I almost forgot that there are so many people on this continent who need help.

  The war has just passed, and the land is in shambles.

  I'm sorry to trouble you, Captain, I'm just"

   "No explanation needed."

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "I don't blame you.

   I just thought that if we were going to do it, why should we do it in the name of the Church of the Holy Light? With your current understanding of the way of light and shadow, you have the ability to build your own sect.

   Of course, it’s best not to call it a second-class name like ‘Forgotten Shadow’ and ‘Twilight’s Hammer’, and keep a low profile, otherwise it will attract the attention of those who care. "

   "It's a little bit worse."

   Natalie laughed, she stroked her long black hair, and said:

   "My understanding of light and shadow is still a bottleneck in the last step. I have never been able to perfectly integrate light and shadow. This may be the inspiration of holy light and shadow to me.

   and dull I have never been able to understand their meaning.

   I will not consider teaching my incomplete teachings to others until this step of theological study is complete. "

   Having said that, the ship doctor touched her abdomen, where she could feel a hideous scar through her clothes.

   she said softly:

   "After all, I've learned the lessons of recklessness and loss. There's something wrong, and it's enough to do it once. Look, here comes your carefully crafted team, my captain."

  The ship doctor raised his finger and pointed to the sky.

  Black looked up and saw a group of majestic griffins carrying a team of nearly ten people, circling above Menethil Harbor, preparing to land.

   "Hey, he really found a priest."

  The pupil of the magic eye on the pirate's shoulder zoomed several times, and he could clearly see a female priest with a holy staff on the griffin in the sky, and she looked not too old.

   He noticed the slight change in Ms. Selin's mood behind him.

   he asked:

   "What? Is that your acquaintance?"

   "Well, fate is probably so impermanent."

   Natalie was silent for a few seconds, then sighed and said:

   "That was Partrice, a very gifted young pastor whom I had been teaching for a period of time when I was still at Holy Light.

   After I left, I heard she switched to Ethan Lien.

   I hope she wasn't brainwashed into a religious lunatic by that mad believer in Ethan Lien. "

"Will not."

  Blake's tone was suddenly firm, and he said:

   "I have seen the future of Miss Partrices, who will become a great priest of glory and faith in the way of the Light, and I have predicted that she will be honored as the 'Silver Priest'.

   I have also predicted that this young lady with a body like a washboard will become a calamity and beauty that will captivate millions of men in the future.”

   "The more you talk, the less serious you are, Captain!"

   The black-robed ship doctor said dissatisfiedly:

   "How can there be such an outrageous prediction as you."

   "You don't believe it?"

  Blake laughed twice and said:

   "After ten years of unbelief, let's wait and see.

   Well, don't let them waste time landing, we will also take off to join them, and fly to the peak of Grim Batol before resting. We don't have much time, and I don't want that **** Jorazzy to get in first. "

"Um."

  The ship doctor nodded. She followed Blake to the gryphon bar in Menethil Harbor. On the way, she suddenly asked in a low voice:

   "Captain, do you want to capture the dragon's soul?"

   "Huh? Why do you have such thoughts?"

  Blake asked in surprise:

   "Do you think I look like a lunatic? Dragon Soul just looks powerful, but it will not affect any other life in the slightest except for the pressure on the dragon.

   When using that thing as a weapon, it also needs to gather the power of a giant dragon to perfectly exert its outstanding destructive power.

   I didn't plan to go to war with the Dragon Legion.

   I want that thing for nothing.

   I will follow my agreement with the Magic Legion and destroy it after I get it. Those dragon soul fragments are really useful to me. "

"Ah That's good."

   Natalie let out a long breath and whispered:

   "Actually, this question was not asked by me, but was asked by First Mate Sefir.

   She is worried that you will take the dragon soul in pursuit of power. According to her, that thing will only bring endless misfortune to the user, and even Deathwing can't avoid the ascension of that misfortune. "

   "Well, this statement is indeed true. In the countless endings in the future, Deathwing will most likely die under the artifacts forged by it.

   But not now. "

   Black rubbed his chin and said:

   "Our dear Wings, there may be an ingenious and unique way to die."

   A few minutes later, the Hippogryph and a rented griffin lifted off, and Blake approached a group of people who had traveled a long way in the griffin and made several gestures to them.

   A group of people, led by him, flew over the wet wet land and towering mountains, and flew towards Grim Batol Peak near Khaz Modan Snow Mountain in the southeast.

   This journey is very long by land, but it is very fast when flying.

   It took less than two hours to go straight all the way, and we reached the top of this dark mountain.

   "It was here that our Wildhammer clan defeated the evil Dark Iron clan, and our Wildhammer Prince Kadros killed the vicious Dark Iron Witch with his legendary warhammer.

   We drove the Dark Iron dwarves from our home on our own. "

  A wildhammer dwarf warrior Rom riding a griffin brought the crowd close to Grim Batol in the mountains, while introducing them to the history of the city.

   He shouted in his signature loud voice:

   "But the evil witch queen cursed our glorious city with her own life, and after the collapse of the Dark Iron dwarves, we find that the power of darkness is everywhere here.

  This land is deeply cursed, and it will viciously absorb the essence of all life that enters it.

   The longer you stay here, the weaker you get.

  In desperation, we could only give up our city, rejected the fake invitations of the Bronzebeards, and went to the Hinterlands, where we built Wildhammer Castle.

   This is actually a good thing.

   We found our mates there and these brave griffins became our friends. But we always have feelings for Grim Batol.

   Even if it is no longer suitable for life.

   But we won't allow a swarm of filthy orcs to occupy this place either. "

   The dwarf with blue war marks on his face touched the horn on his waist, turned his head and said to the group of people behind him:

   "If you can really expel the dragonmaw orcs here, you will receive the supreme respect of the Wildhammer dwarves, and you will become friends of the children of the sky!"

   "We are honored."

   Wearing a black armor with a helmet and a lion heart holy sword, he asked the dwarf who led the way in the wind slapping his face in front of him:

   "How do we get into your city? Are there any trails?"

   "Hehe, of course there are paths, Your Royal Highness. Every dwarven city has emergency tunnels for evacuation. Of course, if you're not a dwarf, you can't find it."

The    dwarf laughed. He pointed to a mountain in front of him and said:

   "The entrance is right there, I'll send you in, and wait for your news with the griffins in the nearby mountains. Send a signal when you're in trouble, and I'll pick you up right away.

   Lord Falstad has already set off from Eagle's Nest Mountain, and he will be there tomorrow at the latest, so if you want to fight the orcs, you'd better choose tomorrow!

   With the aid of the mighty Wildhammer Sky Knight, those orcs will never be your match.

   Finally, be sure to watch out for their dragons!

   I know you are here to save those dragons.

   But we actually tried to save them before, there are many poor dragons that have been driven mad by evil orcs. They don't care who you are, they just greet you with sharp teeth. "

   The dwarf's reminder came from the heart, but it made the people in the team worry for a while.

   Indeed, they had only considered the issue of dragon-mawed orcs before, but not the issue of dragons. Even if it was just a group of young dragons, it was difficult for mortals to fight.

   "Don't be afraid, don't listen to the nonsense of the dwarf who drinks too much."

  The smelly pirate who is different from the others, riding on his hippogryph saddle, said to the people beside him:

   "Dragon is not scary at all!

  As long as you master their weaknesses, you will find that slaughtering dragons is so easy. Here, this book is ready, everyone should take the time to read it again.

   Focus on the Red Dragon chapter!

   contains thirteen tips for dealing with red dragons, and four best tactics to use when deciding to hunt a dragon. You have one night to memorize this knowledge.

   Might be useful later.

  Only allowed to read, not to transcribe, and not to be taken away! "

  Black took out a large black thick leather book from his luggage and handed it to Nathanos beside him. The Ranger General took it in his hand and was immediately stunned by the famous author of this book.

   "Daval Prestor?"

   He widened his eyes and said:

   "This book was written by Deathwing? It also contains the Achilles' heel of the dragons? Are you kidding me? Can you believe it?"

   "That part of the description of the weakness of the black dragon is indeed bullshit. Whoever believes it is finished."

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "But the descriptions of other dragons' weaknesses are true.

   is even a bit too real. This is completely a 'Dragon Slaying Compendium' that Deathwing teaches you to slay dragons. It is a taboo for the dragon army.

  With it in hand, as long as you prepare in advance, hunting down a few young dragons is almost a breeze.

  Unfortunately, only this one is left in the world, and the others have been destroyed.

  If the giant dragon forces you to ask you where you learned these forbidden knowledge in the future, don't tell me, unless you think I'm easier to deal with than the giant dragon."

  The eyes on Blake's shoulders stared at Grim Batol, who was getting closer, and he said meaningfully:

   "I think after the Dalaran incident, you shouldn't have this nonsense idea?"

   (end of this chapter)