Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 749 80. The two deer are in pairs, look at you again!

   Hisari Crow was dissatisfied.

Probably because he stayed by Black's side for too long, this high-ranking Druid unknowingly relaxed his vigilance against the pirates, or maybe the pirates were moving too fast, far exceeding what he should have at this level of power. limit.

   In short, before Miss Black Crow could react, Black had already buckled the ring carrying the divine power of the Falcon God on Black Crow's left claw.

   is like the mark that the owner of the pet puts on the paw of the bird pet, which is used to indicate the identity and make decorations.

   To be honest, this ring is not ugly.

  The quaint form is also decorated with shards of the dragon's soul shining with elegance. The dark golden interface is simple and unpretentious, and reveals a dignified atmosphere.

   But the problem is not the shape of this ring, but the power this ring represents.

   Among the six power systems, the Wilderness Demigods and the Loa Gods are both extensions of the life force. The difference between the two is not very obvious, and sometimes even their believers are confused.

  For example, the civilized trolls of Zandalar will also call the wild demigod revered by the night elf druids the mighty loa.

   Conversely, as night elf druids travel the world, they respect the naturally born loa and learn from them the power of nature.

  There is a saying that the Loa gods are generally weaker than the wilderness demigods in terms of strength.

   It is not that they are not talented enough, but they are not lucky enough. In ancient times, they were not so lucky to be favored by the Titan guardians, and naturally they were not taught some Titan mysteries.

   In Black's understanding, Loa is a wild demigod without "official certification", while the wild demigod is a "regular army" under the Titan power system.

   The difference between the two is not big, and they are even quite the same in terms of power performance: a soul that transcends life and death, a body that is far stronger than the mundane, has various magical animal powers, and can bestow its own power on believers.

   The last point is quite important.

After Silitha Black Crow was forcibly put on Egilsson's Ring of Resurrection, Miss Druid of the Raptor, who was originally blessed by Aviana, the mother of wild demigods and birds, was killed by the God of Falcon. The force forcibly transformed into a loa vector.

   This does not mean that Hisari's beliefs have been deflected.

   She is still a loyal follower of Aviana, but her strength attribute is forcibly channeled into Egilson's realm.

  The God of Falcon is only believed by the Amani clan among the trolls, and it cannot be considered a strong one among the Loa gods, let alone compared with the real demigod Aviana.

   But the problem is, Aviana has fallen as early as 10,000 years ago in the War of the Ancients.

   Even though her soul still perches on the remnants of Garnier, the mother tree of the Emerald Dream, who is stronger between a demigod of the wilderness who has been dead for 10,000 years and a Loa who has just lost her body is really uncertain.

   And just because Aviana is strong, doesn't mean her followers are just as strong.

   In short, the moment she put on the ring, Thesari Black Crow was "forced to convert", she could hear the eagle neighing in the sky in her mind, and she could see the huge wings soaring in the sky.

   She even felt her own trade wind crow's body being reshaped by divine power.

  She knew that something was wrong.

   She was forcibly dragged from Aviana's realm into an unknown realm by this **** wicked pirate, where she was forcibly injected with some power she was unfamiliar with and did not want.

   And the divine power was added to her body, forcing her into weakness, so that she could only passively bear the humiliation and was powerless to resist.

   Her heart is still loyal to Aviana, the mother of birds, but her body is no longer clean.

   And at this most terrible moment, the first thought of the best lurkers and scouts of the Cenarion Order was to work hard to maintain their beast transformation!

   She tried her best to control her weak, trembling body.

   Try to keep yourself from entering human form, thereby sabotaging your "hidden mission".

   "This time, it's really 'bearing humiliation'."

   Before his eyes darkened, and before he was completely unconscious due to the raging power of Egilsson, Thesari Black Crow had the last thoughts in his heart:

   "This is a real 'work injury'!

   I hope that when I go back to Moonglade in the future, I can still be accepted by my fellow raptor Druids, instead of being reprimanded as a traitor to the sky like a fallen harpy.

   O Aviana, please save your faithful believers.

   Please bring down a gust of wind and call a bolt of lightning to kill this **** stinky pirate. "

   "goo, goo"

   Under the gaze of the magic eyeball on Blake's shoulder, the trade wind crow in his hand, which was being transformed, turned his neck, let out a painful cry, and then fell into the pirate's arms with trembling eyes.

   "Hey~ it's all like this, haven't transformed yet? This Druid's self-control is good!"

  Blake also felt a burst of surprise.

   He had already prepared the scene of witnessing Thesari Crow had to "stand up" and return to the night elf body due to the raging power of the gods.

He had even rehearsed the "surprised", "lost" and "anger" on his face when the elf girl was transformed, and he also planned to let Miss Black Crow pay him a smart and brave one. bird.

   Use this request to force Hisari Crow to owe him a favor!

The    plan is simply perfect!

   But it didn't happen, Miss Hillissa Crow's tenacity far exceeded Black's imagination.

   In order not to expose herself, she forcibly resisted the discomfort of Loa's reincarnation.

   "What a strong will, to get the job done at all costs, the Cenarion Circle is really a treasure to have a member like you.

   There is no such qualified spy under my command, which is really enviable.

  If it wasn't for me, I would have known your identity in advance."

  The smelly pirate pouted and wrapped Miss Hisari, who was "shedding hair" in his arms, with black cloth, just like wrapping a baby.

   Miss Druid at this meeting is very "ugly", like a bald chicken.

   This is because of the change in the Druid's internal strength, which makes her trade wind crow form change to the falcon form. She must first drop the crow feathers on her body, and then grow the falcon's feathers again.

   This process can take several days.

   "Oh, all girls love beauty. If she sees her ugly appearance now, I'm afraid she will commit suicide in shame."

  Black quickly put away the crow feathers dropped by Hisari, while complaining.

   At his feet, the little murloc was also swiftly collecting those gray-black crow feathers. It seemed to plan to use the feathers from the Druid to weave a bird feather crest for himself.

   Or used to embellish your clothes.

   What a stubborn little villain.

   "Let's go, let's go to the mountains to play with the Wilderness Demigods and the Drusts."

  Black tied the unconscious Druid wrapped in black cloth around his waist, as if he was carrying a weird little backpack, he opened the window of the clock tower of Arom's Stand, and jumped out with agile movements.

   summoned the sky-flying Hippogryph, the sky, and grabbed the sky's front paws when the wind eagle whistled and flew by.

   The little murlocs also screamed and grabbed the pirate's trouser legs.

   They were led by Hippogryphs and flew into the sky, and without alerting any soldiers patrolling nearby, they flew towards the Drusvar Mountains in the east.

The terrain of this mountain range is high in the middle and low on both sides. The top of the towering mountains is covered with frost and ice that does not melt for a long time. black forest.

  Drusva is the least developed area of ​​Kul Tiras, but it is also the most environmentally friendly area. The forest coverage rate of this mountainous area is conservatively estimated to reach more than half.

   Several towns of the local mountain people are scattered around these forests.

Under the command of Blake, the sky descended towards the lake at the headwaters of the river just east of Arom's Platform. Blake looked from a high place and could clearly see the distant coast and the port called "Butcher's Harbor". Inland pier.

   That wharf is the shipping hub for the Drustwa Mountains and Neptune Bay on the edge of the Tiragarde Strait, and is the most common way for locals to travel to the capital.

  This is Kul Tiras, and here you go by boat no matter what you do.

"The meat sausages produced in Butcher Harbor and the nearby Xiaowan Town, but Kul Tiras is famous throughout the South China Sea and the eastern continent. During the Orc War, these two towns had to provide meat sausages to the Kul Tiras army. Military rations and make a lot of money.

  I still remember when I went to Lordaeron's palace to receive my reward as an 'orc killer', the main course of those nobles' banquets was meat sausages from Butcher's Harbor.

  The flavor is really good. "

  Black introduced the local specialties to the little murloc in his arms, but unfortunately, the Pumbleba was only interested in the sausage itself, and it croaked and waved its claws there.

   seems to want to rush over to grab some flavor sausages for lunch now.

   "Hehe, I advise you not to go."

  Blake's tone changed again, and he said to the little fishman as if he was telling a ghost story:

   "Some time ago, the local 'dark forces' poisonous witches were very violent in several nearby towns. Later, they were suppressed after the Waycrest family vigorously eliminated them.

  Do you know what evil means those witches who are not on the stage are best at?

   They will turn men who offend them, or are simply unlucky, into fat pigs with black magic, and sneak them into the pig farm at night.

   In the early morning of the next day, careless butchers would not look carefully when they slaughtered, and often sent those 'pigs' who made extremely violent screams to the slaughtering table.

  Some witches who have a good grasp of black magic can ensure that such "pigs" will not show their true shape for a short time after they are slaughtered. It is not until they are made into sausages that people will find that some men are missing in the village.

   But there are also "inexperienced" **** witches who are careless, or deliberately play cheap.

   They control the time of magic, so that after those unlucky **** are disemboweled by the butcher, they will immediately return to human form. How about it?

   Do you still want to eat sausages? "

   "Crack!"

   The little murloc angrily waved his fists in protest to the wicked pirate. His ghost story successfully dispelled the murloc's desire for lunch.

   "Haha, it's actually not as serious as I said."

  Black waved his hand and said;

   "I have read the secret report written by the Albatross Chamber of Commerce on this matter, because the witches' nonsense once caused the meat sausage industry in Butcher Harbor and Xiaowan Town to suffer a devastating blow.

  The butchers there were paranoid all day long and were driven crazy.

  However, the Waycrest family responded quickly, destroying all the sausages stored there at one time while blocking the news, and only resumed the production of sausages after the witches were completely wiped out.

  So, in theory, all the Kul Tiras sausages we eat now are safe, well, at least in theory. "

   "Cuck!"

  Xiao Yuren took out a piece of croissant from his suitcase and stuffed it into his mouth. He made up his mind that he would never touch any form of sausage until he forgot this **** story.

   "Well, are you afraid? You are a murloc, you are omnivorous, and in theory can eat people."

   Black said in a low voice:

   "And there are more supernatural stories in the Drustwa Mountains than sausages, do you want me to tell you another story about 'the little girl's afternoon tea'?

  It is said that in this mountain, occasionally someone can see a cute little girl asking you to play the afternoon tea game with her, and she will ask you to help find something.

Well!

  Look! I have seen it, it is really as beautiful as the legend, it descends, the sky, descends, and we go to pay homage to the Lord of the Demigods of the Wilderness. "

   Under Black's command, the Hippogryph quickly descended.

   landed on the edge of the river very close to the source of the local river, Blake jumped down quickly, and chased after the flashing white shadow he saw in the forest just now.

  The Hippogryph was looking down at the sky for guidance, while the little murloc was going to jump into the water and go upstream. As a result, when Pemberba was about to jump into the water, it suddenly heard a very nice little girl's voice:

   "Hey, what a cute murloc baby, wearing beautiful clothes, do you want to have afternoon tea with me?"

   That voice was gentle and lovely in the first half, but it became dark in the second half, like a terrifying invitation, which made Pumbleba shudder violently.

   Murloc dare not look back.

  呱呱 jumped into the water, like a "turbo duck", swishly stepped on the water and chased his owner.

   It was really frightened by this seemingly ordinary, but actually not ordinary Drustvar Black Forest

   This **** place, it will never come again!

   And in the forest ahead, Blake was like a ghost dancing in the shadows, swiftly flashing back and forth in the forest, always following the bright white light.

  As it climbed over mountains, jumped rivers, and finally came to a secret valley.

   Just below the headwaters of the river, there is a hidden waterfall splashing water.

   Probably seeing that he couldn't get rid of the annoying stalker, the white light finally stopped.

  It gracefully swayed its head with huge antlers, moved its front hooves a little anxiously, and lowered its head in the direction where Black jumped off.

   looks like he is going to launch a powerful reindeer charge.

   "Oh oh oh! Don't worry! Don't be angry, the great, brave and noble 'Heart of the Forest' Asar, I have no malice, I just came for a 'pilgrimage'."

  Blake spread his hands, facing the hostility of the tall white reindeer in front of him, he tried his best to express that he was not malicious.

  When the pirate took a step back, he felt the shadow floating behind him again, and a doe with shadows and stars all over his body also walked out of the forest gracefully.

   and the big horned deer in front of him completely blocked the road that Blake left.

   "Salute to you, Altaïr's consort, the mysterious and powerful 'Woodland Guard' Arteni."

  The pirate did not panic, and turned his head to pay tribute to the star doe behind him.

   He explained to the two holy creatures staring at him:

"I'm here to ask your blessings for the heirs of Arom Waycrest. You two remember Arom, don't you? You made a pact with him to protect his bloodline and his realm forever. .

  I'm really just a messenger.

  Look, I still have the blessings of the simple, honest and noble Loa **** Akunda, which is enough to prove that I am not a bad guy.

  I have a good relationship with many loa, or should I summon old Ghani to prove my identity? You must have heard the name of the old Ghani, right?

   is the one who calls himself the 'King of the Garbage Pile'

   Oh, you know it, that's great. "

   (end of this chapter)