Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 839 170. Old Fao's future is also doomed

  Black didn't know that he was rewarded with a peace by the "generous" Queen Azshara, let alone that he was "Jane in the heart of the emperor", if he knew, he would definitely be very happy.

  After all, who doesn't want to have a water snake waist tentacle girl who can fight, noble and glamorous as a friend?

   But the pirate doesn't have the heart to guess what luck has happened to him, he still has quite important things to deal with. The Naglfar moved forward in the sea under the finally calm moonlit night, sailing all the way from the Temple of the Storms to the Sailors' Shore Pier.

   That's Black's next stop.

   was also his last stop in Kul Tiras.

   Once this is over, the pirates will sail back to Tol Barad, and then go to the Eastern Continent to do things while the human kingdoms are all attracted by the changes in Kul Tiras.

   The next Kul Tiras has a lot of fun to watch, but Black doesn't care about that anymore.

   His "personal grievance" has been resolved, and he does not intend to contact his family now. Even though his vest was about to fall off, he still wanted to keep a little bit of mystery.

   Besides, Kul Tiras's good things have been swept away by him, so what are you still doing here?

   "Old Fao and the elves are over there."

   As it approached the pier of Sailor's Shore, the Nagfar quietly floated up. On the deck, Sefir said to the captain with his hips on his shoulders:

   "Before Baku rushed out of the Furnace of Storms to warn them to stay away, and they retreated here. Daelin is probably here too, and your mother Queen Catherine is also here."

   Having said this, the First Officer Long hesitated for a while, and whispered to Black:

   "I said, you've already met Dai Lin, why don't you make time to meet your mother? Now that you know your identity, it's not interesting to hide it, right?"

   "Dai Lin can protect herself, but the queen is just an ordinary person."

  Black replied, and Sefir shrugged, the captain's reason was really irrefutable.

   With the current number of enemies the stinky pirates have, and the moment N'Zoth remembers, it's really not a good thing to involve an ordinary person.

   "I just saw that Windrunner's mother was packing her luggage, as if she was going to travel far, are you provoking her?"

  Sefir changed the subject and asked:

   "She is an important air defense force for the Nagfar. After she leaves, my ship and I feel insecure."

   "You two cowards."

   The magic eyeball on Black's shoulder glared at the first mate and said:

   "Two fully equipped aircraft are here, and the flesh and blood purification cannon swept away all dissatisfaction, the tide stone is placed in the cabin, and thousands of wraith sailors are at your disposal.

   There are also two blue dragons sitting in town.

  It’s all like this, do you still feel insecure? Do you have to ask me to invite the weavers to stay on the ship, so you have the courage to set sail? "

   "Don't blame me, what are you yelling at?"

  Sefir confidently retorted:

   "Look at what people you've messed with! Demons, naga, cultists, and ancient gods, how can you make me feel at ease in the face of those enemies?

   I'm not as heartless as you."

  Under the glare of the magic eyeballs, the voice of the first mate dragon sank little by little, and finally turned into a whisper.

   She also felt that her words were a bit embarrassing for the status of the adjutant of a legendary pirate, so she simply glared at the pirate and disappeared on the deck with a swoosh.

   Sailor's Shore was getting closer and closer, Blake called the sky to prepare to go ashore, but soon saw the windrunner mother in black armor walking out of the cabin.

   As Sefir said, General Lireza was wearing a hood, carrying a bow and quiver, and was ready for a long journey.

   This master and apprentice have long known the bottom line, so Windrunner's mother didn't talk nonsense, and said very briefly:

"After a short rest in the hidden passage, the little girl Emeril plans to follow your suggestion and go to Silithus to find the remains of Lin Ge and the sages. Lin Ge and I are friends, and I want to join it as a non-staff. .

  It may take a while to complete this, so try to keep a low profile when I'm not around. "

   "Take this."

Without a word, the pirate took out the longbow of the spiritual string and the quiver specially designed for carrying the Void Spike, and took off the Azzinoth fragment from his waist. Finally, he gritted his teeth and chained the water of the Nether Sea wrapped around his wrist. Also taken off.

   This pile of things was stuffed into Windrunner's mother, he smiled and said:

   "My chief retainer goes out, and he must have a face! You are now the ranger general of the undead pirates, and you cannot lose face in front of the Kaldorei.

  You can go there with peace of mind, just take it as an annual leave.

  If time is enough, the Nagfar and I may personally go to the Great Desert of Silithus to pick you up and go home. If you really fight the Qiraji bug, don't charge ahead!

  I want those elves to be cannon fodder, and they are doing things for them anyway, so it’s already a shame for us not to get paid. "

"This"

   Windrunner's mother saw the pile of precious equipment in front of her, she hesitated, and said to her disciple:

   "You are about to have a trial in the wilderness, you are still in Hela's territory, you need it more than I do."

   "I'll have better soon."

  The pirate snapped his fingers and said proudly:

   "You can't stuff old Garni with these discarded equipment, right? It's not accepted either. So, don't have any psychological burden, my chief retainer, I can always find something better."

   "Well, yes."

   The Ranger General nodded in agreement. She absolutely believed in her disciples' ability to plunder and hunt for treasures, so she no longer refused, and put in a pile of good equipment that would kill any warrior.

   "Lilas has made good progress recently. He has overcome his own mental obstacles. Maybe you can bring him with you in the operation of the Eastern Continent. It should be an eye-opener for the children and gain insights."

  The Dark Ranger glanced back at the silent sea behind her. After a while, she looked back at Blake with her soul-firing eyes, and said seriously:

   "Nathanos Maris is not bad, a reassuring young man. Do you know what I mean?"

"Understand!"

  Black snapped his fingers and said excitedly:

"I'll just find a random reason to 'exile' him to Northrend. I'm the best at this kind of thing, so don't worry, Master. Besides, go to Silithus and help me find my friend by the way. .

  Garona has been there for more than half a year, and I don't know how her pursuit of the Twilight's Hammer is going. I'm quite worried about her. "

   "Well, if you come across it, I'll help you out."

  Windrunner's mother didn't say anything more, as if letting go of a big thing in her heart, she waved goodbye to Black, turned and jumped below the deck.

   Of course he didn't fall into the water.

In the sound of Blake's proper whistle, the silver-white sea horse Poseidon jumped out from the bottom of the sea, caught his driver like a warhorse and shouted a few times to the pirates, and then carried the windrunner mother to the bright lights. the coast galloped away.

   "Let's go too."

  Blake patted the Hippogryph Sky next to him. The latter put his antlers on the pirate's wrist with nostalgia, and then flew him into the dark night sky towards Sailor's Beach.

  Behind the pirates, the Nagfar evacuated the water like a ghost and entered a state of submersion.

  Meanwhile, in a two-story house on the Mariners' Beach Pier, the frail Pope Fao was carrying out his daily prayers, but tonight's prayers were especially long.

   is mainly to report the details and victory of this battle to Holy Light, and to attribute this glory and humility to the protection of Holy Light.

   Believers are like this.

   But when the old man prayed, his expression was not relaxed, because although the cancer of the Church of the Storms had been eradicated, the follow-up had only just begun.

   And in this battle, the Church of the Holy Light also got a rather thorny evil thing, and Fao didn't know what to do with it.

   Prayer cannot be interrupted.

   This is the process of communication between believers and the source of faith. It is not only a ritual, but also a necessary practice for them to soothe their minds. Therefore, after the pirates crept through the window and came in, they did not make a sound for the first time.

   He patiently waited for the Pope to finish his prayers.

   But the old man's steadfast chanting is very hypnotic, and Blake is also a little tired, so he actually fell asleep while waiting.

   It was not until midnight when the sound of Fao chanting the scriptures came to an end.

  He got up weakly, looked back at Blake who was sleeping soundly on the chair, shook his head, picked up a ball of holy light and threw it on the pirate.

  “Shu”

  Blake didn't even open his eyes, he disappeared in place and reappeared behind the Pope with an instinctive action, almost stabbing a dagger into Fao's neck.

   "Don't scare me like that, Your Holiness, I'm very timid."

  The smelly pirate rubbed his eyes and complained:

   "It's fortunate that I don't have a weapon in my hand. If I'm charged with assassinating the Pope, I'll be finished."

   "You won't do this, you have a heart that chases the light."

   The old man said with a smile.

He put the scripture in his hand on the table, and invited Blake to sit at the table. Before the conversation between the two began, His Majesty picked up a sealed box with the Holy Light seal from his hand and put it on Blake. in front of you.

He says:

   "This is the evil thing that Uther and Dathohan brought back personally. You have to take it away from Kul Tiras, and then deal with it, don't let anyone know about it."

  Black opened the box and glanced.

The    Stormcaller's Crown was lying quietly in it, and the dirty blood on it had not been wiped off. On the other side of the box, there were several dark Void Stone fragments.

   "Although such a high-grade artifact is stained with darkness, it is not unusable to wash it with holy light."

  The pirate stroked the Stormcaller's crown, feeling the thunder and storm contained in it, he "looked" at the Pope and said:

   "Are you sure not? Your Majesty, these things can save lives at critical moments. I mean, if they fall into the hands of good people, only one person needs to be sacrificed, and even a city or even a country can be saved."

   "But its salvation requires paying the price of the fall of the good. This is not the will of the Holy Light."

   The old Pope said mildly and firmly:

   "The Light has never taught us to measure life, much less to use souls as currency. They were never meant to be born, and the power over them is only temptation.

   I might be able to resist this temptation.

   But I can't guess, let alone test people's hearts.

  The blade of the Dark Empire sealed under the Light's Hope Chapel has made me feel a great responsibility. I cannot allow these two equally dangerous things to fall into the human kingdom again.

  What to do with them is up to you, Blake, I don't ask.

   I have only this request to keep these abyss away from our civilization. "

   "Okay, I'll take this job."

  Blake closed the box, locked it, and threw it back into his suitcase. He looked at the Pope in front of him and asked seriously:

   "So, what are you going to do next?"

   "I need to return to the Eastern Continent to preside over the church, but I will leave some Light Walkers to stay in Kul Tiras."

   His Majesty replied earnestly:

   "We fought hard to recapture this place from the shadows of darkness, and we will no longer surrender this land and its people.

Although the    Church of the Storms has been eradicated, its poison has spread to the entire South China Sea, and there are still hidden fallen ones on this land. You helped us win the most difficult battle, and it is time for us to perform a long-term garrison of faith.

   But, Blake, I want you to realize this, the realm of the Light is on the continents, and we can't walk in the boundaries of the ocean.

   Those fallen remnants will move the battlefield to the chaotic South China Sea, a place that is hard to reach. "

"I know."

  Black nodded and said:

   "I will find a way over there, your majesty, put your energy on the war of faith. We have broken through the darkness of reality, but the darkness in the hearts of the people cannot be broken with swords.

  The tide of darkness has only subsided temporarily. Two-thirds of the people in this country have recited the Holy Tide, and the Kul Tiras fleet is the worst hit.

   You are experts in this area, so I will not interfere. "

After   , he got up and was about to leave, but was stopped by the Pope.

  Fao looked up at him and said:

   "Dai Lin floated back to the coast with the tide at dusk, and is now receiving treatment in the house next to her, won't you go take a look?"

   "All that needs to be said."

  Black waved his hand proudly and said:

   "I've never been interested in talking to the defeated general, but if Dai Lin is still stubborn after going through such a thing, you can write to me, and I'll take time to come back and beat him up again.

  This stubborn old man is just like a bear child, reasoning can't make sense.

   How to arrange the Kul Tiras fleet next, hehe, he still has a headache. "

   After finishing speaking, the pirate pushed open the door generously and left. Before leaving, the magic eyeball on his shoulder glanced back at the old Pope. The latter's weakness was almost visible to the naked eye, and facing the void demigod exhausted the old man's energy.

  Tsk tsk, the speed of the Draenor expedition of the Holy Light Church is estimated to be a little faster.

   Now he won't be able to accept the Lightcasting Ceremony.

   Wonderful.

   (end of this chapter)