Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 851 181. You are a good little guy, you can deal with it -- add more updates for Huo Zheng's good brother [1120]

   "We are about to leave the waters of Kul Tiras, Captain, and then to the northwest, we will enter the range of the Maelstrom Current. According to the ambush location you gave, it will take about two days.

   But it is a no-man’s land, and there are few islands.

   It is impossible to hide on the surface, and the monitoring range of staying on the seabed is too large. "

   On the deck of the Nagfar, which was moving fast in the sun, the loyal first mate Longsefer was clutching a chart and using a sextant to distinguish the position of the ship.

  While fiddling with the delicate instrument, she said to the pirate who was sitting on the side of the boat drinking wine:

   "Is there any way to accurately track the target, otherwise, the success rate is a bit too low to stab at the ambush. And there is an active area of ​​the naga, maybe we will be entangled by the group of soft-skinned snakes.

  Although there is not enough evidence, I still think those guys hate us to the core. "

   "Be confident, my first mate."

  Blake took a sip of wine and basked in the sun comfortably in a lazy posture.

   He leaned against the coiled rope as if he had no bones, like a drunkard who was about to die, and said in a squeak:

   "There are no people in this world who don't hate us. There are too many people who want my head, so calm down, it doesn't matter whether it's a naga or an elves.

   As for that treasure ship, it is too hard to find.

   That is the ship of the Nightborne.

  Think of the flamboyant Nightborne in our fleet, they are just a bunch of pirates who have lost everything, but at night they want to fill their ships with fancy lights to show their unique taste and high bloodlines.

  The orthodox Nightborne will only be more exaggerated, and it's not that you haven't seen the world in Suramar.

   When the ambush location is reached, as long as you monitor the nearby magic power fluctuations and find the most active and conspicuous one to rush over and do it, they are definitely right. "

   "That's what it says."

  Sefir put away the chart, squatted beside the captain, handed a bottle of wine to Black sensible, and whispered:

   "But what if we can't beat it? We only have one boat now, and the Windrunner's mother in the town has left again, and Little Xingxing and Seanne are not here."

   "Huh? Can't beat it?"

  Blake bit off the stopper, took a few mouthfuls, groaned comfortably, and wiped his mouth. After a break, he said in a strange tone:

   "Why do you think we can't beat us? Didn't I tell you that there is our inner ghost on that ship? Who do you think I am? Erwuzi has already arrived.

   As long as we can catch it, as long as we keep up with that ship, everything will be ok.

   Put your heart back in your belly, instead of worrying about making mistakes, you might as well prepare more boxes for your treasures.

   Where is the master of the night child?

  Unless Elisande or the great astrologer personally **** them.

   But I don't think there's anything in Erezalas that's worthy of their grand duke's fight, eh? Am I dazzled? How do I feel like something is falling from the sky. "

   The drunk stinky pirate rubbed his blindfold, and his magic eyeballs seemed to be too drunk, swaying in the air, unable to see the birds of prey flying overhead.

   But Sefir has good eyesight. As soon as she raised her head, her eyes became strange. She poked the alcoholic pirate and said:

   "Captain, your 'bird' is back."

"what?"

  Blake looked up blankly, and felt a strong wind blowing towards his face, blowing his golden hair fluttering in the wind, and then a smooth tail swept around his cheeks.

  The drunken pirate sobered up.

   "Yo, really my baby egg is back."

   The smelly pirate let out a cheer.

   She raised her left hand and let the Black Feather Falcon stand on her arm. After a few days, she seemed to have grown a little more powerful, and her body was bigger, and the feathers on her wings were shining like metal feathers.

   Those piercing eyes are chilling, while the slightly barbed mouth and strong claws give it a true bird of prey demeanor.

   As the resurrection of Egilsson, the Black Feather Falcon has several upright feathers on the back of his head, which looks like a crown and is extraordinarily majestic.

   The stinky pirate of the show is very precious and rubs his falcon against his cheek, provoking the clean falcon to jump away and want to stay away.

   Heard the pirate's cry again:

   "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, you followed me into the storm furnace and disappeared, I thought you were eaten by some shameless faceless person.

   I haven’t thought about eating and drinking these past few days, woo woo woo, it’s great that you’re back. "

   "cough cough"

  Sefir coughed and reminded:

   "Captain, calm down a bit, many people are watching, there are too many boring rumors about your private life. Although you may not care, consider me, okay?

  Being the first mate for a sleazy captain who is suspected to be Furuikong will cause serious trouble to my reputation.

   I mean, stop holding it.

  The poor bird is about to faint from the smell of alcohol on you. "

   "You know this is the tip of my heart."

  Black scolded Sefir fiercely:

   "She's so much better than my two lazy wolves and bears, who have magic whistles on them and don't know where to hang out.

   It's been almost a month since I showed up!

   I am afraid that I have long since lost my master, which is comparable to my little bird, she will only feel bad for me. "

  The stinky pirate was talking, and he was about to kiss the Black Feather Falcon on the forehead.

   The action terrified Miss Hisari Crow, who clucked away from the stinky pirate and slapped Black's cheek twice with her mighty wings.

   The drunken stinky pirate was shoved violently, and as a result, danced and fell off the side of the ship, and fell into the sea with a thud.

   "Someone is coming! The captain is drunk and fell into the water."

  Sefir, who was watching the fun and didn't think it was a big deal, immediately shouted a few times.

   Immediately, a few ghost sailors who were catching fish and winking rushed out "recklessly" and jumped into the water. It took a long time to get Blake, who had swallowed several mouthfuls of water, onto the deck.

  The drunk guy fell into the water, even if the water is good, it is dangerous. This complete scene fell in the eyes of Hisari Black Crow, which made the Black Feather Falcon standing on the cable embarrassed.

   As if he really did something wrong.

  Blake's meeting with the Tidehunter and being blessed were both unknown to Hisaly Black Crow. She really thought that the stinky pirate was going to be drowned by herself.

   And this scene completely fell into the eyes of Sefir who was hiding silently beside him.

   Chief Mate Long sneered in his heart.

   It seems that this druid girl was really trained by the stinky pirates. She had a perfect chance to escape and left justifiably, but she ran back by herself.

   I don't know if the captain leaked too many secrets, enough to catch the Druid's appetite, or if Black really fulfilled the ultimate dream of all hunters and tamed a Druid as a pet.

   But no matter what the reason is, this Miss Druid has already been "stuck".

   "Is there really a duck that flew away and returned to the plate?"

   Sefir whispered:

   "What did you say you were drawing?"

  As for Blake, this play-addicted guy is lying on the deck being played with water from his mouth by some ghost sailors with his chest pressed.

   This guy can drink better than fish, how could he really get drunk?

   He has infinite underwater breathing, and it is impossible for him to drown.

   Well, there is only one answer, this is acting to make the simple Druid feel guilty and further strengthen his control.

   Wow, what a vicious smelly pirate.

   "However, it's good that you little bird is back."

  Sefir coughed, and also showed his true play. He approached Miss Hisaly Black Crow who was standing on the cable. She put on her hips and said:

   "It's up to you for the maritime inspection in a few days. With your eyes, our treasures that have long legs and can run will definitely be able to return to the ship obediently.

  Pinch hahaha, really lucky. "

—

   On the other side, the capital of Kul Tiras, in the Proudmoore fortress at night.

  Daelin had just secretly met with the old Earl of the Waycrest family, and exchanged some news with him about the trade between the Ashvane family and the Drustvar Mountains in recent years.

  Although the old earl has handed over the family to his son, he basically doesn't care about anything, and he took the initiative to become a non-staff honorary priest of the Holy Light Church, spreading the truth of the Holy Light in his hometown.

   But after being summoned by Daelin, he immediately came to Boralus.

   This made the Admiral sigh with emotion.

   Sure enough, true loyalty can only be shown at critical and critical moments.

   Two of the four major families of Kul Tiras have separated from each other. The next era of this island nation will surely be co-chaired by the two families, Proudmoore and Waycrest.

   In fact, this is also good, to avoid the dispersion of national power.

   The long conversation didn't make Daelin feel tired. His half-vrykul physique gave him almost endless energy. He left the parlor while thinking about how to deal with domestic disputes.

The    fortress was a little quiet, not as lively as it was some time ago.

  Little Jaina has returned to the Eastern Continent to continue her studies with her lich tutor, while Tan Reid has officially become a sailor of the Kul Tiras fleet and has now slept on a ship in the port.

   Lady Golden Sword also went back to Quel'Thalas these two days. She wanted to recruit several members of the Silvermoon Council as her political advisors, so there was only the king left here.

   Under the moonlight, Dai Lin planned to go to the underground arsenal for a walk.

   He wants to choose some weapons for himself, and he will take the fleet to the South China Sea in a while to support the two voyage fleets there. The admiral feels that he should take the time to familiarize himself with the power.

   But when she was walking through the garden, Dai Lin suddenly moved her ears, and he noticed a smell that didn't belong here.

   "click"

Admiral    clenched his fists. Although the injuries on his arms had not recovered, at the moment when he completely clenched his fists, a stream of steel was still mixed with anger and wrapped around Dai Lin's arms.

   He doesn't actually need weapons at all.

   Having gone through the legendary madness of confronting N'Zoth, he has forged himself into a weapon with the help of "Good Son".

   Dai Lin turned around, what he saw was not an assassin, let alone something incomprehensible.

   is just an ordinary old man in a white robe inlaid with gold, leaning on a wooden staff, standing in the dark looking at him with a smile.

   There is nothing hard to understand about this scene.

   Except for three special points.

   First, this old man is a pure vrykul. He is more than five meters tall, so the smile that wants to show friendliness has become quite deterrent in Dai Lin's eyes.

   Second, the old man was blind, to be precise, he was blind in his right eye and wore a peculiar white-gold blindfold.

   Third, a raven stood on the left shoulder of the old man, and a raven was suspended beside him. Not only the old man looked at him, but two ravens also looked at him.

   And it wasn't Dai Lin's illusion, the eyes of those two crows shone with the light of wisdom no weaker than humans.

   "Is this power still useful?"

  When Dai Lin was stunned, the old Vykul who ran from nowhere looked at the steel anger wrapped around Dai Lin's arms, and said slowly:

   "Although you have been reincarnated from steel to flesh, your power has not diminished in the slightest, it has been hidden in every piece of your flesh, and you just need a key to reopen it.

   And the key is already in your hand, but you hesitate. "

   "I just don't want to be that monster again."

  Daelin obviously knew what kind of riddle the old man was playing, and he said bluntly:

   "I think it's good to be an ordinary person."

   "Alas, the era of Titans has indeed come to an end, and today's young people no longer regard the pure form given by the Creator as a kind of glory.

   Is the world changing too fast?

   Or am I too stubborn to refuse to change? "

   Old Vykul chuckled.

   He mysteriously said to Dai Lin:

   "But some things are not up to you, Dalene Proudmoore, since the first humans came to Valahalli, my house has been buzzing all of a sudden.

  I realized that the arrogance of the past had limited my vision, so after so many years, I once again returned to the world of mortals and used my eyes to select real warriors.

  I no longer despise you.

  You didn't let me down either, the defeat of N'Zoth made me taste the most joyous joy in millions of years.

   and you

  You're the first warrior I've ever seen that suits my taste, so I'm sending you an invitation. Have you seen the Tidestone in the hands of your rebellious son?

  Do you know its power? "

   Faced with this question, Dai Lin nodded, and then heard the old man on the opposite side say:

"I also have such a weapon in my treasury, and it is more powerful than the shattered Tide Stone in your son's hand. If you get it, the fleet of Kul Tiras can instantly return to its prosperity, even far beyond heyday.

The best thing about    is that I know how to convince you. "

   "Are you so confident?"

  Daelin asked back, and the old Vrykul shrugged. In the chirping of his two ravens, he said with a smile:

   "Two wins in three games!

  You only have one last chance to save your father's dignity. Of course, if you are willing to surrender to your 'good son', then take it as if I didn't say it.

   Let’s go to the South China Sea first.

   Your fleet is in bad shape and they need you.

After you come back victorious, after you have sharpened your minions and awakened your strength, if you are still interested in my invitation, then come to the Broken Isles, to Stormheim, I have arranged a grand event for you Trial of strength.

   All Heroic Spirits are waiting eagerly.

   Including Thoradin! "

"us?"

  Dai Lin keenly captured the key, he said:

   "Who else but me?"

   "Well, I can't tell you this, Dai Lin, you are only one of the candidates."

   Old Vykul laughed and disappeared in a rainbow of lights that illuminated the night, leaving his name:

   "In the name of Odin and the Legion of Heroes, the world needs the most powerful warriors to command the shield of the gods! Come and sound the horn of the doomed Ragnarok! Come guard the titan's legacy and this world.

  You will be rewarded with the greatest rewards you can win as warriors.

  You will save the world with your own hands.

  As warriors, who would refuse such honor? "

   (end of this chapter)