Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 904 1. The Mysterious Tortoise Killing Incident in the High Mountains - Monthly Pass Plus Update [1425]

  To Highmountain, the highest mountain in the Broken Isles.

   It is located in the center of the island or small land outside this civilization, with amazing terrain from hills to swamps, from rifts to snow-capped mountains.

The materials here are not barren, there are many mineral veins and a variety of herbs grow. There are also valleys that can be used for planting between the cliffs. The most important thing is that the area is sparsely populated. For the local aboriginal people, it is not There is not much pressure to survive.

  This is the hometown of the Highmountain tribe, where there lives a group of tauren with antlers. When Black sacked Suramar, he also caught an expedition of a Highmountain cattle along the coastline.

  To this day, those prisoners have been eating and drinking in the North Sea Fleet of the undead pirates. It is said that they have been mixed up as the personal guards of the North Sea Pirate King Lady Anne Bonn, and they have made many military exploits.

  From this point, we know that the so-called tauren are simple and honest rumors are bullshit.

   They didn't become bad guys just because there was no environment to do bad things.

   But in general, this area of ​​Highmountain is a rare "land of peace" in Azeroth, where four tauren clans plus a Drokbar clan share the land of Highmountain.

It is said that in the 10,000 years since the War of the Ancients, the Highmountain cattle have never fought infighting. This is probably because they face a common enemy, the aggressiveness of the adjacent Stormheim region. the vrykul people.

   But the smelly pirates who have just set foot on this land are very clear that although the number of Gaoling cattle is small and not belligerent, they are not easy to deal with, because the Gaoling cattle hold an artifact of creation in their hands.

   The holy hammer of Khaz'gross is a holy relic of the same level as the Tidestone of Gogonas, the latter is in charge of the power of the sea and the sky, and the holy hammer is in charge of the power of the earth.

   The most famous deed of this herd of high mountain cattle in the past 10,000 years is to use this holy hammer to drive out Deathwing.

   That's right, the World Destroyer who was shot three times in Dalaran and almost destroyed the Eastern Continent with a cataclysm. Wings has a dragon's nest in the High Mountains.

   It is said that before he goes crazy, he likes to stay in the dragon's nest full of treasures and enjoy the leisurely dragon life.

   There is also one of Blake's destinations.

   Although it is a forbidden place in the local area, if the pirate can get the treasure of the dragon's lair of Deathwing, he will not be troubled by money for a long time.

   That is a hidden treasure house comparable to the Zandalar Pirate King's treasure. Only a race like the Gaoling Bull, which is closed and self-sufficient, and there is almost no currency exchange, can turn a blind eye to it.

   It would be a waste to allow those ancient treasures to be hidden here without seeing the light of day.

   "They should be used in more reasonable places. Money has value once it is born. With those treasures, I can declare early retirement."

   In the low-lying swamp area below the western mountains of the High Mountains, Black rode behind the sky, looking down and complaining:

   "The honest Kaolin beef people have absolutely no idea how rich they are, if they can learn to spend money, they can even use the money left by Deathwing to buy a kingdom on the Eastern Continent.

   No king can resist the temptation of real money. "

   "They still use money to buy it? Little master, what you said doesn't make sense."

  Xalatas whispered in Black's ear:

"People have the Holy Hammer of Kazgros in their hands, just send someone to talk about which land they see, and a kingdom that dares to resist only needs a wave of the Great Chief of Gao Ling Niu, any army or fortress can be done within ten minutes. Flatten within.

  The Gaoling cattle are self-enclosed in the highest mountain, which is a good thing for any civilization in this world.

   Once they learn to invade, the tauren can have their own empire within a year. "

   "That's right, why do you need to deal hard with a gun in your hand?"

  Blake said enviously:

   "If the Tide Stone in my hand is intact, I don't have to work hard to run my business. A big flood swept away all the Gilnean people, wouldn't that place belong to me?"

   "How did you get into a fight with the Gilneas?"

  Void Essence spit out:

   "Be a person, change the target to bully, old Jean will be bullied by you and cry."

  Black did not respond to this rant.

   Because he found something strange below. The pirate patted the hippogryph on the neck, and the clever sky gliding down to the ground. When there was still ten meters away from the ground, the pirate jumped down and landed lightly.

   He looked at the pale mist permeating the edge of the swamp in front of him, put on Hemet's trap boots, and advanced a dozen steps in the swamp unaffected.

   "The Ancestral Turtle's camp is here, but what about their people?"

  The pirate looked at the camp in front of him that was stationed in the water. The things inside were neatly arranged, and there were even a few unfinished story scrolls. At first glance, it was the handwriting of the ancestor turtle.

   But the camp was empty.

  Black came to the High Mountains to do the trial in the wilderness. He reached an agreement in advance with the Ancestral Turtle, who had the news. The Turtles have their own subordinate branches in the Broken Isles, and they will take on the responsibility of helping the pirates lead out the **** monsters.

  If you can complete the wild trial in the material world, the stinky pirates definitely don’t want to go to Hela’s territory.

   He didn't even want to imagine how the mad Queen of Death would treat him, a "former employee" who "deleted the library and ran away" and also passed away "the important property of the company".

   A vengeful woman is tough enough.

   Not to mention that this woman has an army of undead, and she is a crazy demigod herself. She was abused by **** when she was young, bravely resisted the patriarchy, and successfully became a pivotal person in her own business.

  Good guy, this is like BUFF stacking up and taking off. You don't need to canvass when running for president. Now the president has to kneel on the spot for her.

   "These ancestor turtles are really unreliable."

   Black cursed in a low voice.

   He circled around the camp, and after a few seconds he noticed something was wrong. There were footprints extending into the depths of this great swamp called the Blind Swamp by the local tauren.

  The footsteps of those turtle people were chaotic, as if they were frightened.

  The pirate's endless hunting characteristics are stimulated, and the external environment dims in perception, and those details that he pays attention to are highlighted. He doesn't even need to track, and follows the turtle man's trade to the depths of the swamp.

   "Be careful, the fog around here smells of nightmares."

   Xal'atas vaguely reminded:

   "You have already started the wilderness trial when you came to the High Mountain. The power of nature in this land is watching you. I can't intervene too much, otherwise your trial will fail.

   But if you smell this weird mist, you should know who you are targeting. "

   "Well, I understand, just rest well."

  Black replied in his heart:

"Go back to the Nagfar, put on your 'work clothes', and help Dean Blue Moon complete the attack on Black Rook Castle, but keep a low profile. I found that your wonderful brother may still have active collaborators. Don't let them find out."

"I understand."

   Xalatas responded with a sullen goodbye kiss in the heart of the pirate, and she said softly:

   "Since the bronze dragon appeared beside him, I knew it was time to hide. I wish you all the best, little master, I'll wait for you to come back in bed."

   "You mean 'boat', right?"

  Blake spit out:

   "Next time, be clearer, you will be misunderstood."

  “嘁”

   Miss Void Essence made a disdainful nasal sound, despising her little master's duplicity, her voice quickly dissipated, and the pirate's mind also calmed down.

   He let out a long breath and continued to search for the traces of the missing ancestor turtle in the depths of the swamp.

  Xalatas said that the fog smelled like a nightmare, not a metaphor, but a description of the facts.

  After the Void Essence left, without her to protect his mind, the pirate immediately felt a strange force in the surrounding fog pulling his mind.

   Drowsy, yet with a dark allure.

   But for a pirate who has already faced the will of the void, such a little trick can't help him. It is protected by Luna armor, and the shadow magic power in the body circulates, turning into pure void darkness lingering on the pirate's gauntlet.

   As Black tapped on both sides of his forehead, a shadow protection enchantment, er, it should be called a void protection enchantment, was applied to him.

   All the power derived from the source of the void was isolated, allowing Blake's slightly tired mind to return to normal in an instant.

   At this moment, he heard a malicious chuckle in a trance.

   "Xavius"

   Black spoke out the source of this power, saying:

   "You're really a diehard loyalist of N'Zoth, and Queen Azshara didn't show up. You **** jumped out first. When I'm done with business, I'll show you a good look.

   Your master has been raised, and you are a slave with three surnames. "

   In fact, Black blamed the ancestor Satter Xavius ​​by mistake.

   Isn't this because Queen Azshara ignored it, so it could only choose to do it herself? It is also forced to be helpless. The revenge KPI issued by Enzos is there, and it will be uncomfortable if it cannot be completed.

  Who doesn't want to fish happily? Isn't it really impossible?

  If there is a tentacle who is charming, powerful and noble, Black still wants to reach the highest mountain safely?

  I want to fart.

   Soon, the pirates found the three missing proto-tortoises lying in the deep swampy water nearly a thousand yards from the camp.

   You can tell from their outfits that these are three Scroll Sages.

   It can be seen that the Ancestral Turtles are still very concerned about helping Black. They sent their smartest and wisest sages to help, and strive to be perfect, so that the user experience of pirates can be maximized.

  Unfortunately, he died before his apprenticeship.

   All three ancestor turtles died.

   They died horribly, but their bodies hadn't rotted yet. The pirates squatted down and touched the neck of a female ancestral tortoise. The skin was still elastic, and it seemed that they were killed at midnight at most.

   Just under two hours ago.

   The two ancestral tortoise sages who fell on their backs widened their eyes. There was no brilliance in their eyes, but there were still images of fear. They opened their mouths and seemed to be crying for help or howling.

   Judging from the twitching of the corpses, they were frightened to death.

   And the death method of the last ancestor tortoise sage was rather strange, he was lying on his back in the puddle of the swamp.

   was drowned.

   heck

   drowned sea turtle

   is really a dead method full of slots in every sense.

   This is a provocation, no doubt about it.

   The other party knew that Black was coming, and used this death as a "welcome" to declare that everything Black wanted to do in High Mountain was useless.

   They won't make it easier for him, it's a sign of war.

   "Okay."

  Blake looked at the three corpses under his feet. He moved his neck and stretched out his hand into the swamp water. The power from the Ocean Earl caused the water in the swamp to surge and squeeze out a big hole.

  These three ancestral tortoises were involved in his grievances and were killed. If they can't save people, at least they have to be buried in the ground.

  “呱呱呱”

   After the fog, the warning roar of the little murloc sounded, and there was the sound of electric current surging. Something grew out of the fog and was rushing towards the pirates.

  Black ignored it. He pushed the corpses of the three tortoises into the pit, and collected their identification plates to return to Kojo.

  Although the Turtles didn't help, the pirates didn't plan to chastise them.

   "Whoosh"

  Black found a few pieces of rotten wood in the swamp to make a simple tombstone.

   He picked up two weird whistles and blew them, Frostclaw and Big Horn, who had not been with him for a long time, appeared beside the pirates in the teleportation technique attached to the magic whistle, as if they were summoned.

   The two scoundrels circled their masters, especially Frostpaw jumping up and down like a loyal dog.

   "Go, go, get rid of the things around you."

  The smelly pirate patted Xiong Xiong and Lang Lang on the heads, and gestured with a thumbs up behind him. Wolf Wolf and Xiong Xiong screamed and rushed out, and soon the beast roar and the sound of battle sounded in the fog.

  Black didn't care whether it was Xavius' servant or Hela's subordinate. Those two guys were probably united, and they were going to strangle the pirates here, so there's no need to be polite.

   Just to see how the "stocking" effect of Frostpaw and Big Horn during this time.

   This is also the advice Rexxar gave him. War beasts need to stay wild to maintain their hunter instincts, and following hunters for a long time can easily make beasts tired.

   And stocking them makes them happy.

   The Mok'Natha clan has an inherited secret skill that can summon beasts from a distance. That Blake can't learn it, but he solved this problem with a magic whistle made by Dean Blue Moon.

  Bighorn is stocked in the mountains of Grizzly Hills, and Frostpaw is placed in the Storm Peaks. Just blow a whistle when you need them. As long as you don't get banned, the magic whistle is safe.

  Two minutes later, Big Horn returned to the pirate with a rusted helmet in his mouth, put his "trophy" at his master's feet, and slapped Black with his big head.

  The pirate glanced at the rusted helmet in the style of Vrykul under his feet, he pouted, and said:

   "It seems that Hela is very angry with me. It's just the beginning, and Helagar was sent to hunt me down. But these soldiers are sent, are you planning to use the gourd doll tactics?"

   There are also wolf howls echoing in the mist.

   Obviously, Frostpaw is mad and is chasing down the fleeing **** warriors.

  Black did not summon it, but looked up at the looming snow peaks in the south of the swamp, he thought for a few seconds, snapped his fingers, and said:

   "Find a place to spend the night first, I'm going to contact an old friend."

   (end of this chapter)