Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 924 21. Warriors have no return

  On the first day without the company of the sky, the smelly pirate had to complete the long journey from Horswald City back to Highmountain.

   Considering the peculiar terrain of High Mountain and the equally strange hilly terrain of Stormheim, it is conservatively estimated that it will take three days to complete the trip by land.

   The stinky pirate who has been spoiled for a long time is no longer the hard-working orc killer he used to be, and letting him spend three days on the road is as uncomfortable as killing him.

   Fortunately, Hell and his party gained some very rude "female friends". Black didn't have much energy, so he borrowed the Storm Dragon from the Skald Asil clan.

   Although the wurm that rides wind and thunder is smaller, its flight speed is no slower than that of a giant dragon.

   It set off from Stormheim with the smelly pirates, and arrived at the Thunder Totem of Highmountain, which is the main city of the Highmountain clan, in the afternoon of the same day.

   As I said before, the Tauren people of the High Mountains are divided into four large clans, living in various regions of the High Mountains, and shouldering different missions of the same race.

   The Gaoling Clan, who sits in Thunder Totem, is the largest among them, and is also in charge of the artifacts of the Gaoling Tauren, responsible for fighting against any foreign enemies and worshipping ancestors.

   When Black rode a storm dragon near this huge city built on the mountain, with natural caves and nomadic tauren-style tents and wood, he was almost regarded as an intruder.

   If he hadn't shouted a few more words in the Tauren language, he would definitely have been shot down by the vigilant beef man guards with defensive ballistas.

   After all, the Thunder Totem is very close to the border of Highmountain and Stormheim. Over the past thousand years, the relationship between the Highmountain cattle and the vrykul has not been very good.

   And he rides a Stormtrooper unique to the vrykul.

   Pulling the wind is pulling the wind, but the recognition is too high.

   This is why he has always been reluctant to become a "Dragon Knight".

   Fortunately, the pirates raised the eagle's claws behind them and waved them in the air. The frightened guards immediately rushed to report to their great chief.

   Soon a tall, strong-looking tauren wearing a clan battle armor and a crown of eagle feathers walked out surrounded by a group of tail-flicking bulls.

   He is holding a halberd in his hand, which is very similar to the original eagle's claws, but the biggest feature of this chief is that he carries a huge totem pole behind him.

   That thing looked very heavy, almost as tall as the Tauren who was nearly three meters tall. It was like a pillar of a house, full of a heavy majesty that belonged to a brute force warrior.

   And the totem of the Tauren Chieftain in front of him also used exquisite techniques to carve the head sculptures of eagles, bulls and moose, dyed with dyes into bright colors, looking very ancient and very powerful.

  The pirate keenly noticed that the shape of his totem and thunder totem erected in the center of the city facing the sky, the carving features and the order of the beast heads are almost exactly the same.

   This seems to represent the identity of the tauren in front of him.

  Black also knows that totems are considered decorations in most cases.

   But when necessary, the tauren will take them down as a handy and ritual weapon, roaring and smashing every ignorant who dares to provoke them.

   It’s not just the tradition of Kaolin cattle with totems on their backs.

  The pirates know that in the Desolace of Kalimdor this tradition is shared by the few but mighty Bloodhoof tauren.

   But not every tauren can have his own totem.

   This thing is like the medal of the human army. Although it looks almost the same to outsiders, the Tauren clan has its own cumbersome and detailed system for the award and classification of totems.

   In a word, if you encounter a tauren warrior traveling with a totem in the wild, for the sake of your life, don't go up to provoke it.

  If you dare to provoke the bull, you will have to pay the price!

   Of course, in the area of ​​High Mountain, the fate of daring to provoke a cow is even worse.

   is usually mixed doubles by the cow and the angry bull she summons. Unless your name is Marcus, it is not recommended to provoke these guys with horns on their heads and tails on their backs.

   "Outlander, are you holding the eagle's claw?"

  The old tauren walked ten paces away from Blake, and he asked angrily, using the accented Sarasian language, which is the "innate skill" of the Gaoling cattle.

   As a powerful race that fought side by side with the Kaldorei in the War of the Ancients, they were able to speak the tongue-in-cheek language of Thalassian proficiently.

   "Yes, but not quite."

  The pirate put the Alpha Wolf on the ground and replied to the tauren chief in front of him. His pure Hashulu language made the chief in front of him wide-eyed.

   He also changed into the language of the tauren and asked:

   "This morning, I felt the neigh of Oun'Hara's joy, and the Hunting Wings spread across the sky of Highmountain, sending a message to the Highmountain clan.

  The shamans are still communicating with their ancestors, who told us that today is the day of glory.

   But we didn't understand the joy of our ancestors until you appeared.

   Highmountain has lost it for too long."

   "Okay, stop being polite, Chief Ulan."

  Blake reached out and interrupted the polite words of the high-level chief of diplomacy in front of him. He patted the eagle's claws in his hand and said:

   "I came here to give it back to you, and I promised a brave and fearless soul to bring his story back to his homeland.

   Have your lineage high priest come over and I will tell him this story. "

   "Can only he listen?"

   Chief Ulan Gaoling laughed and looked very honest. He glanced at the eagle's talon in Black's hand and said:

   "I guess that's a great story, and as the High Chieftain of Highmountain, I would also like to hear the legend describe the legend from the witnesses of that story."

   "Of course, Warchief."

  The smelly pirate was not dissatisfied, he picked up the jug and said:

   "Not only can you listen to it, you can even bring your little daughter to listen to it, and if you can bring the Hammer of Khaz'Gross for me to watch, I'll be happy to tell you the story from start to finish.

   Of course, after the story is told, I’m going to have a private chat with your elder Noire.

  I think he will. "

   "The Holy Hammer cannot be shown to outsiders."

  The tauren chief shook his head stubbornly and said:

   "That is a great power used to resist disasters, not a collection for people to enjoy. I will send someone to ask Elder Blackhorn to come over and record this story.

  Please wait a moment. "

After    finished speaking, Ulan Gaoling summoned a tauren shaman and whispered a few words.

  The shaman nodded, turned around and called the power of the elements to turn himself into an illusory moose, and quickly rushed towards the upper layer of the city of Thunder Totem.

   A few minutes later, an old tauren with pure black skin, huge antlers, wearing a simple robe, and holding a soul lantern was carried over by the moose.

   The moment he appeared, Xalatas exclaimed in Blake's ear:

   "A black dragon disguised as a tauren? Or a pure-blooded black dragon that hasn't been corrupted by Deathwing's corruption? My God! I knew you would be an eye-opener with the little master all the time.

  I thought there were no pure-blooded black dragons in this world for a long time.

   But why does it mix with the tauren?

   Is this awakening some peculiar habit? "

   "Shh."

  The pirate hissed silently in his heart, and said:

   "I'll tell you this story later, let me finish my promise to Narmus first."

   After finishing speaking, Black took a step forward, held up the Alpha Wolf in his hands with a sense of ritual, and took a few steps towards the Great Chief and Elder Blackhorn.

   As he walked, he said:

   "This hunting artifact returns to its homeland today, to its people.

But what you have to remember is not me, the outsider who sent back the relic, and remember the last guardian of the eagle's claw, Narmus Highmountain, and stop treating him as a loser, but tell your heirs that it was A great warrior!

   In the past, he made a big mistake due to recklessness, lost his life, and also let the great legacy of High Mountain fade away and fade away.

   His soul has been tormented by his own failures, and he has lived a long life in self-pity and regret.

   But the children of Huon Highling will never be defeated by tribulation.

  The loser Narmus Highmountain also ushered in his moment of atonement after a long wait. He joined the servants of Odin, the king of war, and stepped into **** full of courage.

  He fought those **** souls under the coercion of Hell Queen Hela.

  He killed the evil general Hylagar with his own hands, and used his lost holy relic and his anger as a knife, leaving his own legend on that cursed land.

   He was mediocre when he was alive, but after his death he did great things.

   He washed away his own shame with his own hands, and he brought the longed glory to his brethren and posterity, as witnessed by Oun'hara and the gods of the wilderness.

   I also witnessed everything.

   He has enough qualifications to be recorded in the long history of Highmountain, and every child of the Highmountain clan must listen to his story to draw strength and courage.

   He has been blessed by Oun'Hara, and he has returned to the ranks of the ancestors, running with the glorious warriors in the endless wilderness and hunting for eternity.

I tell you this story with my own mouth today, about failure and persistence, full of warriors who can be killed but not defeated, and I want you to continue after the story of Narmus Highmountain is over. his ending.

   That is why I am here today. "

  Blake's rare seriousness.

   He handed the Alpha Wolf's Edge in his hand to the inheritance elder of the highest mountain, and said solemnly:

   "Choose a good owner for it.

   Never forget the story of the last Guardian of Eagle Claws.

   The shield girls of Skald Asil can testify to this story, as can Oun'Hara, the Huntwing.

   Cheers, tauren.

  After countless hours of countless heroic stories, you have given birth to a legendary warrior. "

   The pure-blooded black dragon disguised as a tauren blinked.

   He hung the soul lantern in his hand around his waist, and took the eagle's claws with the same solemn gesture.

   At the moment when this hunting relic returned to the hands of the people of the High Mountains, the eagle roar in its war spear and the roar of the three-headed dog shook the entire Thunder Totem.

Visions like    proved that what the pirates said was true, and the black dragon, the high priest of the inheritance, could naturally feel the changes in the hunting sacred objects in his hands.

  Although the shape is completely different from the eagle's claw in memory, and although its strength is much worse than when it was in its heyday, the inside is exactly the same.

   Elder Blackhorn also noticed that on this fierce hunting spear, the name of Narmus has been engraved in the words of the tauren.

   This is the tradition of the Eagle's Claw.

  The names of those glorious guardians were engraved on the hunting sacred objects of the past, but now the newly reborn eagle's talons have only this name, but it is like reborn from ashes and recast from broken swords.

  After losing its former power and glory, it has abandoned the past and ushered in a new beginning.

   "This may be an inspiration."

  Black Horn stroked the front of the alpha wolf in his hand, and he said in a tauren tone:

   "Thank you, Traveler, we will not fail Narmus Highmountain's efforts. The story of failure with him as a warning should be rewritten and we will finish it soon.

   But I sense in this spear your mysterious connection to it.

   Maybe we shouldn't choose the owner for it, it already has its own owner. "

   The tauren showed a smile, and returned the Eagle's spear to Black, he said with a flick of his tail:

"For such a relic, it is never the user who chooses it, but the user. Thank you for returning the relic to Highmountain, but if this is the choice of Eagle's Claw, then we will also bring Accept it with awe.

   It should not be left here, but should enjoy endless hunting with its owner.

   It is calling you.

   Mighty hunter, accept it, and become the Eagle Claw Defender of Highmountain. "

"This"

  Black hesitated, then said:

   "This is against the rules, right? This is your heritage after all."

   "How can a truly great inheritance be placed on a weapon? How can the inheritance of Gao Ling be such an inconvenient thing?"

  Black corner asked:

   "If it doesn't want to, then we forcibly keep it will only dishonor the legend left by Huon Highmountain, and the Highmountain clan has never been stingy in sharing our glory with others, Traveler.

   Your legend will also be part of the Highmountain legend through the Eagle's Claw.

   This is all good for us. "

After    finished speaking, Heijiao looked at Chief Ulan Gaoling, who was obviously hesitant, but after seeing Heijiao insist so much, he also nodded and said:

   "Accept it! Receive the blessing of Highmountain, great hunter, and we shall sing the hunting song for you."

  The pirate was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly asked:

   "Wait, I feel like there's some trap hidden in your words.

  If I take this spear and I become the eagle's claw guardian of Highmountain, then when you are in danger and turn to me for help, will I have to come and fight for you? "

   Blackhorn and the Great Chief looked at each other, and the two simple and honest tauren nodded at the same time.

  The Great Chief said plausibly:

   "Being a Guardian of Eagle Claws means that the entire Highmountain is your hunting ground, and defending your hunting ground is the duty of every good hunter, and protecting the Highmountain clan is also the duty of the Guardian of Eagle Claws."

   And Blackhorn was a little more tactful, and the rotten tauren said softly:

   "But don't worry too much, Lord Guardian, we can solve most of the troubles ourselves, only the most terrifying ones need you to fight with us.

for example

   The treasure house that we have guarded for tens of thousands of years. "

   The words made the pirates wink.

   He glanced at the Alpha Wolf's Edge in Black Horn's hand, and after hesitating for a few seconds, he reached out and picked it up, saying:

   "Okay, I accept it, but as the guardian of Eagle Claws, I also have the right to recruit tauren boys eager for adventure to go to the endless sea to preach the majesty of the High Mountains?

   I don't want much either.

   Let’s get together 200 people first.

   In addition, Lord Ebony, since you mentioned the treasure house of Deathwing, then I would like to ask you to take me there personally, no matter what trouble there is over there, I will solve it.

  As you said, this is the duty of the Eagle Claw Defender.

  I think, with such a little power, as the defender of Eagle Claw, I should still have it, right? "

   (end of this chapter)