Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 789 120. The return of the son-in-law

   "Thank you for everything you did for the mechanical gnomes and Gnomeregan, Lord Black. Although you are a notorious pirate, I think the Council of Craftsmen must give you a big medal."

On the coast of Rustbolt, a group of gnomes packed up and boarded the deck of the Nagfar. The leader of the gnome expedition, Oversback, used his high-pitched voice to stand on the stone and shout to Black. thank.

   The gnome craftsman with red goggles said emotionally:

   "Prince Erazmin said he would take a delegation to visit our city of Gnomeregan in person after his tour of Stormsong Valley, to visit the Council of Tinkerers to talk about the diplomatic relations between gnomes and mechanical gnomes.

   Our ancient brethren are likely to return to the big family of gnomes in the form of a federation, all because of you.

   This is a great contribution, which proves your noble sentiments.

   You are really a good friend of gnomes!

  No, you are our hero! Tall hero! "

   "Well, I am indeed a very loyal person to my friends. People who know me will praise my sentiments. I am glad that you also have a pair of beautiful eyes.

   Glad that you were so candid and sincere about me when others were stigmatizing me. "

  Black was satisfied with Overspark's words.

   He hugged the dwarf great inventor very warmly, patted his shoulder and said:

   "But our journey is not over yet, although you have successfully discovered Mechagon and found the mechanical gnomes, and won their trust and friendship through a rescue.

   But this is the last leg of this expedition and I hope you will be part of it too.

   is in Stormsong Valley, it won't waste your time, it can be done in a few days, and then I will send you back to the Eastern Continent as safely as I sent you here.

  The scenery of Stormsong Valley is very good, Master Overspark, just take it as a wonderful ending to this publicly-funded expedition, let’s go out and relax.

   What do you say? "

   "Well, time is a bit tight, I've been away from my lab for too long, and I have a few projects that are seriously delayed."

  The gnome engineer hesitated.

  According to the original plan, they should now return to Tol Barad through the portal established by Black's teleporter, Eucles, on Mechagon Island, and from there to Khaz Modan.

   Black felt the dwarf's hesitation and whispered to him:

   "Prince Erazmin is going to Stormsong Valley with us too, this is a good opportunity for you to have a good relationship with him.

   The return of the mechanical gnome to the gnome civilization is a big event. I think the Artisan Council will definitely send a heavyweight member to deal with the mechanical gnome.

   Didn't you just join the Artisan Council?

   I know you dwarfs don't like to fight for power, but the question of identity and qualifications has to be carefully considered, right?

  Once you and His Royal Highness have become good friends, isn't it natural for you to be the gnome diplomat stationed in Mechagon for a long time?

   There are so many technologies here, do you have to hand them over to other peach pickers? You've only found Mechagon after a near-death.

   Learning these precious mechanical knowledge, shouldn't it be the privilege that you people should enjoy first? Anyway, it's only a few days, and it won't affect the overall situation. "

   "Uh, I'll think about it again."

   The dwarf was hesitant, he didn't give Black an answer right away, but this hesitation has proved that the great inventor is moved, which is good, this is what Black wants to see.

   "Captain! Everything is ready, we can go."

   First Officer Seifer stood on the **** and called out to Black. The pirate raised his hand and gave her a "wait a minute" gesture.

  He looked back towards Rustbolt.

  The mechanical gnomes here have all moved back to their beloved Mechagon dungeon, leaving only a few sentries to patrol here. This punk-filled town has become the first place for undead pirates here.

   Goblin Fuslager is directing his apprentices to clean up the space in the town. He is eager to build a goblin laboratory here and do a good job.

   The rotorcraft and various equipment brought by this operation were left here.

   There were also a group of orc pirates pulled over from Tol Barad, driving wheelbarrows and spider tanks outside the town, ready to set off to slay the restless cavemen nearby.

   Farther away, Bando's courtyard is being "demolition".

   Several clockwork giants are destroying those chaotic buildings, and that flat area will be the future airfield of the undead fleet.

   Black's mechanical adjutant, Trixie, was walking towards the coast with a group of dejected mechanical gnome gang members, carrying large bags of parts and machinery.

The mechanical gnome headed by    carried a flag made of scrap iron pipes and tarpaulin.

The    above is the pirate logo of the undead fleet, but the dagger next to the crow and the skull has been replaced by a wrench wrapped in a gear, which represents the identity of this new faction of undead pirates.

   They are mechanical gnome pirates.

   or abbreviated, mechanical pirate.

   After the riots in the city, these guys followed Bondo on the surface as kings, looting and looting. Their chaotic and madness has become a factor of instability in Mechagon.

  Prince Erazmin didn't want these guys to return to the city where he was in ruins. Their logic circuits were all modified into robber mode, and it was difficult to modify them back to work for the race in a down-to-earth manner.

   So the prince simply pretended not to see the fact that the pirates took them away.

   Anyway, the gangsters and the dwarfs they rescued have already been absorbed back into Mechagon City. The number of the remaining diehards is actually not many, just over a hundred people, and it will not affect the overall situation of Mechagon.

   "I thought you killed her."

   After Trixie on the wheelbike approached, the magic eyeball on Blake's shoulder rolled over, pointing to one of the dwarfs in the team who was **** and gagged with a rag, and said to her:

   "Don't you hate long shots?"

   "I hate her, this guy is a bitch."

   Trixie pouted and said:

   "But her bad character doesn't prevent her from being really capable. Didn't I also become a pirate captain? There must always be a capable first mate to help command the commander.

  Long Shot This **** is very good at reckoning, and can fight well. The most rare thing is that she can manipulate and repair clockwork giants, and is very good at gambling and cheating.

  Look, Captain, she has all the qualities a pirate should have. It would be a waste not to bring such a person on board. "

   "Yes, but what about Bondo?"

  Black nodded in agreement, he asked again:

   "You recruited long-range shots under your command. It stands to reason that your former boss, Bondo, is also someone who can be 'saved', right? Why not bring him as well?"

   "Forget it, Bondo ran away."

   Trixie said sullenly:

   "Just as we recaptured Mechagon, Bondo knocked down the mechanical gnome guards guarding him, grabbed a jetpack and a crate of batteries and flew away.

   No one knows where he went, but he must be no longer on Mechagon Island. "

   "Well, that's really a pity, it really is a scourge that lasts for thousands of years, right?"

  Blake blinked and said regretfully:

   "But just a lost little guy, don't bother. Let's go, the Mechagon thing is over, and the warm-up is over. It's time for us to go back to Kul Tiras and deal with the real trouble.

   Ah, this land of technology and hope is fascinating, luckily I discovered it before anyone else.

   I am a prophet really competent. "

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While Black's ghost ship set off from Mechagon with a group of strange crew members, at the southwest corner of Stormsong Valley, on the hills near the small village of Millstone on the coast, there was also a group of "guests" from afar. Just set foot on this land.

  Just at the edge of the hilly woodland, a group of rabbits ran around in shock from the energy activity in the forest. One of the black rabbits ran slower, but was bitten in the neck by the Royal Hound of Gilneas who suddenly jumped out.

   was fast and ruthless, killing the hapless rabbit instantly.

  The loyal and sturdy hound held his prey in his mouth. He stood by the forest and looked left and right. He found no sign of anyone else approaching, so he turned and rushed back into the forest.

   "Desolate, come here."

   General Nathanos Maris, rubbing his head, was leaning against a tree in the forest.

   He greeted his pet and glanced behind him again. In the green dream gate that opened in the center of the forest, a team of watchers and several druids were maintaining there.

   There was also a priest of the moon wearing a white robe of the moon, holding a moon scepter, and two rangers wearing green chain armor and carrying elven bows.

   These are the support Madam Nassar requested from Mount Hyjal.

Although the number of    is not large, but the configuration is complete, and each of them is a powerful generation, which also makes Maris really sigh about the power of the mysterious Moon God Kingdom.

   The number of legends in a support army can be compared to the number of strong men in a human kingdom.

Although    is reluctant to admit it, the two civilizations are indeed not on the same level.

   "Maris, we've arrived here, but what about your partner?"

   The braided elf ranger Emeril Shadowguard asked softly, and Nathanos replied with a respectful tone:

   "They will be here soon, perhaps already, Master Shadowguard. My companion is a powerful assassin, and he may be watching us from hiding in the woods.

   That guy likes this, hiding in the dark and peeping a little bit, it's a bad habit. "

   "Oh, is that Blake Shaw?"

   Ms. Yingwei asked with interest.

   Nathanos shrugged and said:

   "Probably not, otherwise we should have been tricked by him. I'm talking about another companion."

   "Shhh!"

  The Elf Ranger suddenly stretched out her finger and made a silent motion. She raised her head, and a huge white falcon flashed by in the sky.

she says:

   "Xueyu is warning me that someone is coming. Ryan, can you see them?"

   Ms. Shadowguard asked another elf female ranger wearing silver-winged sentry chain armor beside her. The latter activated the Beast Covenant to sense it, shook her head, and said:

   "Very powerful guy, neither Korla nor Dagory tracked them down, but there should be two of them, one of them is an assassin, and the other. Well, they are our counterparts.

   A Quel'dorei ranger, but Korra told me her breath was strange and dangerous. "

   "Whoosh"

As soon as the female ranger named Ryan finished speaking, an arrow shining with black light came through the forest. Ms. Shadowguard didn't look back at all, but in a split second, a dagger flew out of her hand, just in time for the The arrow fell to the ground.

   The others clenched their weapons.

   In the low roar of the beast, Minnie, the magic saber leopard in battle armor, rushed out of the forest with her master, and the windrunner mother in a black mask sat on the mount with a war bow on her back.

   She looked at the group of people in front of her, ignoring the weapons aimed at her, and said to Emeril Shadowguard:

   "We haven't seen you for a thousand years. The secret passage skills are still so deadly, but I heard that Ms. Lin Ge died in battle? It's a pity that the Lions lost their leader."

   "You're still as speechless as ever, Ms. Lyresa."

   Ms. Shadowguard stepped forward and looked up and down Windrunner's mother, she said:

"My mentor died in the war in Silithus. She died like a hero, and I inherited her legacy. I also wanted to invite you to join this hunter's sanctuary, but I was shocked to hear that you died. news.

   You were killed by orcs.

  So, you lost your mind at that time? Still really old? "

   "Maybe it's bad luck. Women who are too good at archery are not very lucky, such as your mentor, my dear friend Lin Ge."

   Windrunner's mother shook her head and laughed. She looked at the elves around and said:

   "The situation here is very, very bad, 10,000 times worse than you thought, but with your help, maybe our job will be a lot easier.

  Come with me and go to the camp to rest first.

   The host will arrive here early tomorrow morning at the latest to join us. "

   "So, instead of serving the Sun King now, you're serving a pirate instead?"

   Ms. Shadowguard complained:

   "I didn't say it, but your career plan should really be revised."

   "How do you know I'm not serving the king?"

   Windrunner's mother said something casually, completely ignoring the druids and moon priests who looked at her with a strange mixture of anger and disgust.

   Her gaze glanced at the straight standing next to him. Nathanos, who was being inspected, let out another icy nasal sound, touched the Demon Sabre beside him, turned and walked out of the woods.

   Looking at her back, Maris sighed and moved his shoulders.

   "I said, it's really stressful to have such a strict 'future mother', right?"

  Shore's voice sounded faintly behind Nathanos, and the MI7 leader patted the stinking Maris on the shoulder with a gesture of pity.

He says:

   "Don't worry, Ms. Liresa is just like that, and doesn't mean to ignore you. When you really get to know her, you'll know that she's not just cold.

   She is very, very vicious towards those who have hurt her family. "

   "How can I hurt her family?"

  Maris slapped Shaw's hand off and looked up and down at his friend. He looked at the weird dagger on Shaw's waist and said:

   "Don't think you can talk nonsense if you have a powerful weapon."

   "Yes, you didn't hurt them."

  Shore shrugged and pouted:

   "But you broke the heart of a certain Windrunner lady, tsk tsk, the pain in your heart is difficult to heal, you are finished, my poor brother, no matter what you do these days, be careful behind you.

   Maybe a deadly black arrow is aimed at you. "

   (end of this chapter)