Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 895 225. Crazy Evan joins the package—adding updates for Brother Shuangyanyu [525]

   "What are you doing? Did you find time to go around Argus while I was busy with business?"

When    contented Blake returned to the Stone Fire Hotel where he was staying, he was startled by Fina, who was lying on the bed and wailing as soon as he opened the door.

   The stinky pirate, who was still holding dwarf spirits, stared at Fina in front of him, who was lying on the bed wearing only close-fitting clothes, but he didn't feel a little bit.

   Because her whole body is wounded.

   Valeera was applying medicine to her bruised wounds, and every time she applied it, Fenna let out a whimper.

   "Did you run to rob the dwarf vault and get beaten up?"

  Black closed the door, leaned against the wall, and said, while drinking:

   "How do you do this?"

   "Oops, got beat up."

   Although Fina was in bad shape, her mental state was very good. She grimaced at her stinky brother, trying to make him not worry. But how funny that pair of panda eyes look.

   She said with a disheveled hair:

   "I fought with Magni, and I lost, that old dwarf was really outrageous, and he didn't know how to let me. But don't look at me so embarrassed, the old dwarf didn't get anything good.

   He was almost shaved by me, and finally he was so embarrassed that he took a heavy hand, hahaha, tap it, Valeera, that's the chest! Not stone.

lighter. "

   "Are you okay to fight with him?"

  The smelly pirate said:

   "Do you always like to compete with people you can't beat? You call it actively looking for a beating."

   As he spoke, he walked to Fina's side, took out the special healing potion specially made by Dean Lanyue from his luggage, pinched Fenna's chin, and poured the potion into it.

  The bad taste made the whole face of the wolf elf wrinkle, as if it was just a lime.

   "Do you need me to help you out?"

  Blake put the wine glass in Fina's hand, poured her some wine, and said softly:

   "I'm going to beat him right now. Although it might be a tie at most, it's still possible to poke a few holes in him. If you absolutely want him to die, that's fine."

The    Defiler Fragment was pulled out by the pirates. He played with the cold sharp blade and said to the stupid warrior:

   "Do you want a reward? My Highness."

   "No need, just learn from each other."

  Fina was lying on the bed, while drinking wine, she rolled her eyes and said:

   "I didn't lose, hehe, I learned it, Blake, I learned it after just watching it once, I'm such a genius!"

   "What have you learned?"

  Black noticed the new weapon Fenna had placed beside the bed, so he took the reforged Querceira in his hand, and while playing, he asked:

   "Have you learned Storm Hammer?"

   "Hey, what does that thing learn? Is my self-created shattering throw better than it?"

   Fenna, with a bruised nose and a swollen face, looked left and right, and quietly stretched out her hand and placed it in front of the pirate's eyes. As she clenched her fingers tightly, a silver-gray light with a steel sheen spread out on her fist.

   This scene made Black suddenly get up.

He says:

   "God descends to earth! How did you learn it? Except for the royal dwarves with earth spirit blood, other warriors can't even read it. It is more like the racial talent of royal dwarves rather than a skill."

   "Well, you seem to know a lot about it."

  Fina blinked and said:

   "Tell me the principle quickly. I only learned a little bit from memory. If you explain it to me clearly, maybe I can learn it completely."

   "The principle? It's very simple."

  The pirate sat back on the edge of the bed, grabbed Fenna's seemingly metal fingers, and said:

   "Do you remember when we faced the Mad King in Mechagon when he said 'Titan Gene'?"

   "Well, remember a little bit."

  Fina nodded.

   "The dwarves have more titan genes in their bodies than other races, especially the blood descendants of the mountain kings, they have more titan genes."

  Blake let go of Fenna's finger and explained:

   "It's like Daelin was hit by the Origin Bomb and turned into an Iron Vrykul. That's what happens after the Titan's genes are fully activated, and it's also how the Origin Bomb works.

  The body shape mutation of the dwarves is also based on this reason.

  The titan genes awakened in their bodies are inherently more than our human beings, so they do not need to go through the scrubbing of the return bomb, and they can also complete the transformation of the ancestors in a short time.

  God descends to earth is such an 'atavistic' effect.

  Because they have more Titan genes in their bodies, the dwarves somehow think that they were born with a great mission, but they have forgotten that mission. "

   Having said this, the pirate shook his head and said:

   "If Mechagon really washes the world with homing bombs, then believe me, the dwarves are definitely the largest number of dwarves surviving except for the gnomes."

   "Then do they really have a great mission?"

   Fina lying on the bed with her arms resting on her back, as if listening to a story, she asked Blake:

   "Are they really the darlings of the Titans?"

   "The darling, not really. But their ancestors are indeed the first life that the Guardians of the Titans successfully created. From this point of view, they are indeed the 'eldest sons of the Titans'."

  Black explains conclusively:

   "But there is nothing to be proud of, if you can master the descent of the gods, then your throwback form should be the same as Daelin, a steel vrykul.

   The power in that form will crush the gods of the dwarves.

  I think this should be the result of the wisp of Tyr's divine power I gave you taking effect, but you gave me a surprise, keep working hard, master it, and you will be qualified to pursue those legendary artifacts. "

"it is good!"

   Fina nodded and yawned again.

   The poor little guy was beaten by Magni, and he was exhausted, so he squinted and fell asleep without saying a word.

  Blake shook his head, picked up a handkerchief and wiped Fina's face, and told Valeera:

   "Take care of her.

  Well, actually, I think my sister really needs a smart person to help her, Valeera, if you don't refuse, I would like to ask you to be my sister's squire. "

   "I will, Master."

   Valeera laughed, brushed her hair, and said:

   "Fina and I are both from Quel'Thalas. We have many topics in common, and Her Royal Highness Fina is very loyal. She will be a very good princess."

   "Then I'll trouble you, Valeera."

  Black took Querceira to his feet, he thought about it, and said to Valeera:

   "When you go back to Tol Barad, you can learn hunting skills from the snake people."

"Um?"

   Valeera was stunned for a moment and said:

   "I think it's better for me to specialize in the Assassin's Path."

"Do not."

  Black shook his head and said:

   "You learn from me, but I can't teach you much on the Assassin's Path, and I don't think my understanding of the shadows can compare to the thousands of years of exploration by the Sangunar family.

   So, I will teach you something else.

   The one that I am best at requires you to be a good hunter in addition to being an assassin. Also, do you have any psychological burden on believing in Lady Elune? "

   Although the stinky pirate didn't say it clearly, Valeera's heart began to beat violently at this moment.

   She guessed the answer.

  Master Black is going to take her into the Way of the Black Moon of the Watchers!

   "I will study hard, Master."

   Valeera nodded and answered seriously. The pirate smiled at this, turned and left the room.

   At the moment when the door was closed, Black lowered his head and "looked" at the elven holy sword in his hand, which was different from the Querceira in his memory.

   There are many variations on the details of the blade and body.

The beating of the    item entry also proves this:

   Name: Quel'Sera Killing Remnant

  Quality: Excellent·Legendary【Rage Enhancement】

   Attribute: Unable to view [Soul Binding-Fina·Golden Sword]

  Item Effects:

   1. Remnants of killing:

   Every time you swing your sword, there is a chance to trigger the [Destruction] effect, causing true damage that ignores any defense. The damage is based on the strength and skill of the sword bearer, and there is a small chance of causing a [Instant Death] effect when hitting a critical strike.

   2. Querceira:

When    is attacked, there is a chance to trigger [Ancient Elf's Asylum], which doubles all the protection effects of the sword bearer, and has a chance to completely save the next three attacks.

  Three. Twin Swords:

  Quel'Serra and Quel'Delar have a mysterious connection. When using these two twin swords at the same time, the trigger chance of all special effects of the two holy swords is increased.

  Item Description:

   The day when the broken sword is rebuilt, when the elves return to glory.

"oops."

  The pirate whispered:

   "This is the decision that Salorian Dawnseeker must be defeated by Fina, it's almost a fateful duel, it seems that I have to arrange for my stupid sister in advance.

   I hope the Sun King of Quel'Thalas doesn't issue a wanted order for Finna because of this. Even if he does, there is nothing to fear.

   But if I remember correctly, the Quel'Delar form activated by Salorian should be the 'Mind Mirror', which is really the most troublesome holy sword form.

   Fenna is suffering. "

   With such a slightly gloating mentality, Blake put the holy sword behind him, pretended to be a swordsman, walked a few steps on the second floor of the hotel, pushed open a door and walked in.

  Two hours later, the noisy Ironforge also quieted down and was about to fall asleep.

   Hansel Chongquan, who had been arguing with the stubborn Bronzebeard dwarves all day, was exhausted, and with a few bottles of fine wine sent by Magni, he scolded the door open.

   As a result, as soon as he walked in in the dark, a cold blade touched his neck.

   "Hey, hey, as a dark iron dwarf who is about to live in Ironforge, your vigilance is really a headache. Do you know how many dwarves in this city want you to die?"

  The mocking voice of the pirates came from the darkness, and the dark iron dwarf pouted and threw the bottle of wine in his hand to the pirates. The latter flipped the blade in his hand and scratched lightly.

With a    bang, the cork of the wine bottle was blown away.

   "The good news is that that stubborn idiot at Magni has finally agreed to let the Thorium Brotherhood join the forging of the Hammer. The bad news is that he heard a funny rumor out of nowhere."

  Hansel Heavy Punch didn't pay attention to sitting by the fireplace in the room, throwing a flint into the fireplace and letting the flames burn.

   He was drinking and said to Blake:

   "That idiot thought that in order for the hammer to be perfect, it was necessary to find the hammer left by the **** Khaz'goros to forge it, and to find a titan forge that was said to exist in the lost city of the gods.

   is nothing to do! "

   The Dark Iron Dwarf cursed:

   "Obviously, as long as you bring two embryos of warhammers to the black iron station, they can be forged with the help of the power of lava. The elemental flame there fits perfectly with the Eye of Sulfuras in his hand."

   "Well, it seems that Magni really is a person who pursues perfection. I am relieved to hear this news."

  Blake pulled over a chair, put it in front of the fireplace, sat comfortably on it, and said:

   "Of course you can make a decent hammer in a simple way, but ask yourself, Hansel, my fiery dark iron friend.

   Can such a casual hammer be able to unite the three dwarves?

Do not be silly.

The forging of the    God Hammer is just an introduction. This is something that can only be accomplished with the concerted efforts of your three clans. The difficulty it represents is the real content of bridging the Three Hammers. "

   "I understand, the big blacksmith told me the same, but he has the same heart as you."

  Hansel said in a pessimistic tone:

   "But you have to understand, my pirate friends, the Thorium Brotherhood doesn't represent the Dark Iron dwarves, we're just a bunch of outcasts, and there's absolutely no way that **** Thaurissan can support this.

   He values ​​power more than life, and the Dark Iron dwarves want to kill Bronzebeard just like the Bronzebeards in this city want to kill me. "

   "Not necessarily."

  Blake said very cleverly:

   "Perhaps soon, there will be a little change in the mindset of His Majesty Thaurissan. You have to understand, Hansel, that sad bachelors and winners in life will never think the same.

  For love, many impossible things can become reality.

   Of course, I'm not going to tell you this tonight, I'm leaving Ironforge and won't be back for a long time, so those things that haven't been made clear should be made clear now. "

  The pirate took a sip and said to Hansel Heavy:

   "The Thorium Brotherhood will send at least five people to live in Tol Barad, and I want those skilled blacksmiths to serve as blacksmiths for the quarters of the undead pirates.

   At the same time, the blueprints in your hands should also be shared with me. The senior members of my fleet have always been eager to have their own weapons and armor. As the leader, how can I let them down?

  Secondly, I want the Thorium Brotherhood to recruit a group of dark iron sappers for me in Darkforge, those lunatics who play with explosives.

   The number of people does not need to be too many, just twenty or thirty per month.

   Finally, the black iron drilling machine is very useful. I want 30 units, and you can pay for them within half a year.

  Any objection? "

"No."

  Hansel Punch said honestly:

   "When the great blacksmith learned that Ragnaros was expelled, he ecstatically asked us to meet all your needs, and regarded you as the savior of the dark iron dwarves.

   I thought you would ask for more.

   After all, you are said to be an insatiable greedy person. "

   "Oh, it's just a baseless thing. You still have to believe it, and you have to spread it again. If there is a mistake in the propaganda in the future, you will have to apologize."

  Blake snorted and drank the dwarf wine in one gulp, and threw the bottle into the burning fireplace in front of him. He moved his fingers and said:

   "My outstretched hand can reward a friend or terrify an enemy, but the real point is, are you my friend or my enemy?

   Only those who do not know me slander and fear me.

  My dark iron brother, when you really get to know me, you will be surprised to find that when you really face me, only rumors and fears are not enough. "

   (end of this chapter)