Azeroth Shadow Trail

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  Black left Ironforge with his stupid sister and his disciples the next afternoon.

  The pirate originally planned to take time to visit his "old friend" Hemet Nesingwary, but he went to the old dwarf's ancestral home to find out that Hemet was no longer in Ironforge two months earlier.

  The old man took his son and his expedition to Northrend.

   is said to be hunting the terrifying beasts there, but in fact, the pirates are full of malicious speculation that old Hemet should be frightened by the recent rapid expansion of Rendehui.

   ran to the barren northern continent to hide from the limelight.

   After all, it's a headache to get into a group of extreme animal protection. If it wasn't for the fact that the Dark Portal could not be opened, the old dwarf would probably have the heart to go to the world of Draenor to hide for leisure.

   Failure to visit old friends made the pirates less interested, and left with Fenna and Valeera when he was not approved by the Explorers Association for the map he handed in.

The road from Khaz Modan back to Tol Barad was very close. They took the Griffin to Menethil Harbor, and then transferred to the Nagfar waiting there, relying on the speed of the ghost ship. , returned to Pirate Island at midnight that day.

   But while Blake, Finna, and Lady Catherine are enjoying a family supper, in far-off Kul Tiras, something closely related to Blake is also going on.

   "Your job is hard to do."

  In the forging room of Proudmoore Fortress, Muradin Bronzebeard, who was drunk in the style of Sailor Street and drunk himself, said to Daelin, who looked like a giant beside him, while beating his head:

   "Old man, you want me to help you build a saber, this request is very simple. For the sake of our friendship, I can even take out my own collection and use source steel to help you forge the best saber.

   But you insisted that I smelt all these things into your new weapon, which is hard for a strongman. "

   The old dwarf looked at the pile of "rubbish" stacked on the forging table in front of him, he said with a headache:

   "The shard of Odin's shield, the broken blade of the elven legendary longsword, and the remnants of the void stone, hell, these are all really good things, and taking them out alone is enough to make me very happy.

   But now they are all in front of my eyes, but I feel like I have nowhere to start.

  Speaking of which, where did you get so much junk?

  I heard that there is a new group of "untouchables" in Stormwind Kingdom. They are very good at finding wisdom in useless things. Are you one of those people who call themselves untouchables but are actually very powerful? "

"No, I am not."

  Dailene Proudmoore, who finally got her new suit, rubbed her chin, and the admiral laughed and said:

   "These **** in your eyes, I have spent a lot of effort to find them.

  Especially the broken blade of this legendary longsword, it took me a full ten tortoise shell games with the **** cunning Turtle Man to win it back from the Tide Cult.

   I paid a lot to get it.

   But I know it's worth it. "

  Daelin reached out and picked up the hilt of the Shift Cleaver.

   He looked at this thing, thinking in his mind how his "good son" used it to beat him in the "filial piety ceremony" that day.

   He was silent for a few seconds, looked at Muradin, and said:

   "And if this job is easy to do, I won't come to you specifically, right?"

   "Don't say nice things, and don't think you flatter me, I'll help you."

   Muradin curled his lips, and then blew his beard and said:

   "I'm not asking you for more money, Dai Lin, you know I'm not that kind of person, your request is really difficult to achieve. The power attributes of these things are completely different, and they even conflict with each other.

   Want to smelt them together without destroying the essence of each other and make them match each other perfectly, which is almost challenging the basic rules of forging.

unless

  You can find me a source of power stronger than them, and use external force to forcibly smelt them, but the problem is, such things are rare in Azeroth. "

   "Can the Sunwell work?"

   Dai Lin stroked her beard and asked.

   "Of course the sunwell is fine."

   Muradin said angrily:

   "But I don't have the honor to let the Quel'dorei Sharp Ears lend me their relics."

   "Well, that's the benefit of having an elf wife."

   Dai Lin grinned, took out a letter from her bosom, handed it to Muradin, and said:

   "I've arranged everything for you, my friend.

   Take it to Silvermoon City, someone will take you into the Sunwell. But you can only stay there for half a month, so you must finish the forging of this saber within half a month. "

   "Wow, you're really playing!"

   The old dwarf was really surprised.

   He looked at the letter in his hand, and while he was flipping through the pages in disbelief, he said suspiciously:

   "It's not that I look down on you, Daelin, but you human kings have nothing to do with the arrogant pointed-eared elves. Why would the Sun King agree to such an outrageous request?

  The Sunstrider family regard the Sunwell as their lifeblood. "

   "As I said, I have an elf wife."

   Dai Lin waved her hand and said:

   "And Quel'Thalas owes the Proudmoore family a huge favor, don't ask more, just go to the Sunwell to complete the forging.

  Let's go tonight, I have prepared the portal to Silvermoon City for you.

  After the weapons are forged, you return to Boralus and wait for me. "

  Admiral adjusted his clothes, raised his eyebrows at Muradin and said:

"I'm going to set sail for the South China Sea in a minute, and bring my soldiers back, and catch all those **** pirates. When I'm back, my dwarf brother, if you have time, I'll take you there.' See you. see the world'.

   I just need a companion who is powerful enough to complete that test of strength. "

   "Trial of what power?"

   Muradin said suspiciously:

   "Why didn't I know there was such a saying? Tell me about it carefully."

   "I don't know more about the specific situation."

   Dai Lin shook her head and said:

   "But I know it's a 'feast of power' that gathers the most powerful warriors in all of Azeroth, and I've been invited. We'll fight each other for the sacred relics left by the gods under the watchful eyes of the heroic spirits.

   There is only one winner.

   And he will be rewarded beyond measure. "

   "It's not fair!"

   Muradin roared:

   "Why are you all invited, but I am unknown? I am also a powerful warrior!"

   "What nonsense are you talking about?"

  Daelin looked at Muradin strangely. In his vision, the confused dwarf also shone with that strange rune. He said:

   "Are you drunk? You obviously got an invitation, otherwise why would I have to bring you with me?"

   "Huh? Why didn't I know?"

The    old dwarf patted his cheek. He recalled the days he spent in the tavern when he came to Kul Tiras. After a few seconds, Muradin's eyes became subtle.

He says:

   "Speaking of which, I do seem to remember.

  In a pub on Sailor Street, I was drinking with a weird old man. He complimented me on my titans of drinking, and said that my strength was as good as mine.

   But he quickly disappeared in the light, and I thought I was hallucinating from drinking too much.

  I ask you, is the old man blind in one eye?

   is accompanied by two eccentric crows who also like to drink too much. "

   "That's right."

  Dailyn patted Muradin on the shoulder and said:

   "It's him, Odin.

   He sent his avatar to travel around the world, picking powerful warriors to feast with. It's not just us who are invited, old man.

   I suspect that the group of greenskins are also invited, this is a good opportunity! "

Admiral   's tone became cold, he said:

   "We can take this opportunity to kill them all and do what we should have done long ago."

"OK."

  Muradin was immediately interested. He found a box, swept all the **** on the table into it, and threw it into his luggage. He said:

"I'll go to the site of the sharp ears, and when you return from the South China Sea, I'll go with you. Just in time to go to the Sun Well, I'll borrow the magic well by the way to complete the forging of the armor I've always wanted. .

  Speaking of which, I have observed a lot of powerful weapons recently, and I have some experience and some itching.

  Want to play something new on your pre-ordered saber? "

   "Will this make my weapon stronger?"

   Dai Lin asked.

  The old dwarf nodded, and said with some guilty conscience:

   "At least no worse."

   "Then let it go!"

Admiral    said:

   "I believe in your forging skills as much as I believe in your strength."

After   , Dai Lin took out her pocket watch to check the time and said to Muradin:

   "I'm about to set sail, wish me all the best."

  The old dwarf wanted to speak his blessing, but suddenly remembered something that bothered him, and said to Daelin:

   "You are going to the South China Sea, will you pass by Booty Bay?"

"meeting."

Admiral    had a murderous look in his eyes, and he said:

   "The city of the goblins is being besieged by bloodsail pirates, and their own fleet has been wiped out. The little greenskins sent me a letter of help, and I will rescue them.

   They still owe me a lot of war reparations. "

   "That's right."

   Muradin nodded and said:

   "My brother, it's Brian, you've seen him before. He was trapped in Booty Bay for some reason. I hope you bring him back when you go there.

   It would be even better if it could be delivered to Ironforge.

   But be careful, don't let him jump off the boat, the guy has been a little crazy lately, and has been obsessed with going to the Zandalari trolls and accomplishing what he calls his 'great cause'.

   I wonder if the trolls had cursed him.

   In short, please do us a favor and don't spread the word, the reputation of the Bronzebeard family is also very important. If he doesn't cooperate, tie him back with chains. "

   Hearing this, Dai Lin looked at the expression on Muradin's face that was more grief than death. He felt the same, sighed, patted the dwarf on the shoulder, and said:

   "Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, don't worry, I will take him back, and I will ensure his safety."

   "That's good, I'll trouble you."

Muradin was assured by Daelin and felt a little more relaxed. He left Proudmoore Fortress with his toolbox and went to Quel'Thalas' silver through the portal set up by Mrs. Golden Sword herself. Moon City.

   And Dai Lin also boarded her own ship, sailing in the deep sea at midnight, the huge and majestic Sea Kingship is full of sails.

   Behind this ship, more than thirty battleships of the Kul Tiras Third Fleet were brightly lit, but in the center of these fleets filled with artillery and sailor's conventional battleships, there was a strange-looking ship.

   is very similar to the trolls' ship.

The    was full of carrier-based aircraft "borrowed" from the gnomes of Gnomeregan, quite different from the gyrocopters of the goblins, which were more like the biplanes in Black's memory.

   A large group of hired gnomes were surrounding the plane for maintenance, and it was very noisy.

   But without the drive of the tide sages, the speed of this fleet cannot be compared with the past, but although there is no tide sage, the admiral quickly found a new "replacement".

   "Oops, leave this job to our Tide Religion, and you'll see, Your Excellency."

   The ancestor turtle sage Ko Qiao held the battle flag of the Hydraxian Legion and patted the expressionless Dai Lin across the chest and said:

   "Our Tide Religion is professional in controlling the sea, and unlike those black-hearted sea sages, we are 100% pure natural power of the sea, which can be used by even delicate naval warships.

   No side effects. "

   "Yeah, I saw it."

  Dai Lin felt the waves formed when the surrounding sea water was driven. As an old fur seal, he could accurately feel the waves pushing his battleship to accelerate.

   is not as "smooth" as Tide Sage, but the acceleration effect is not weak.

   "It would be better if your 'appearance fee' could be a little cheaper."

Admiral    rubbed his forehead and said to the ancestor turtle sage who was trying to preach to him:

   "Then, while we still have time, let's talk about what we didn't talk about last time. How much does it cost to monopolize your marine support? How much does it cost you not to help those pirates?"

   "Oh, this is in installments, my respected admiral."

   Kojo laughed like the fox who stole the chicken, he said:

   "Why don't you buy a one-year license first? For the sake of His Majesty the Tidehunter, we can give you and the mighty Kul Tiras fleet a discount.

   But beforehand.

  Even if you monopolize our support, we will not participate in the confrontation between Kul Tiras and the undead pirates. Their priority is much higher than yours.

  Don't look at me like that, Your Majesty.

   It's not about money.

  The leader of the undead pirates is the most popular fried chicken under the tide hunters. It is estimated that he will be promoted to the Earl of the Ocean in a few days.

In addition, in addition to providing marine support services, our tidal order also has additional services, such as calling sea monsters to attack your enemies, or calling our 'Supreme Saints' to destroy a force for you. .

   There is always one for you anyway.

   Want to experience it? "

   (end of this chapter)