Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 939 36. There are bad guys in the Druids

   Shaun Moonclaw Archdruid wasn't the first to deal with Black.

   He is well aware of the cunning and fickleness of the person in front of him. When he was a friend, he was already annoying, but once he became an enemy, his anxiety would rise to fear.

  Although the legendary pirate Black Shaw has a bad reputation among the Druid community due to the "misinformation" of the Rende Society, many young people induced by the misinformation think that the stinky pirate is a big **** who provokes anger and resentment.

   In fact it is.

   But a group of rationalists, led by Shaun Moonclaw, were always reluctant to put the Cenarion Order on the opposite side of the undead fleet.

   It is not in the teachings of the way of nature, let alone the interests of the druids, to rashly deepen the conflict.

   What's more, although the action of purifying the Corrupted Tree was apparently led by the demigods of the wilderness, in fact, the simple and honest Ursoc did not hide the real promoter of this matter from the great druids.

   So, whether they like it or not, the Druids already owe the pirates a huge favor.

  The smelly pirate now claims that he has a way to wake up the long-sleep Lord Malfurion, which has caused a lot of changes in Shaun Moonpaw's mentality.

  The old druid who has experienced the ancient war knows that Black will not give this news to the druids for free.

   But the druids have no better way.

   They must eat this bait, and then let Blake Shaw cut them fiercely.

   Typical stinky pirate-style plot.

   makes you know that there is a problem, but you have to jump into the hole he dug.

   "Tell me."

  Shaun Moonpaw leaned on his staff and looked at the Luna armor on Black with complicated eyes.

  Although the Druids believe in the way of nature and are not followers of the Moon God, as the national belief of the Kaldorei, the old Druids also have a deep understanding of the wisdom of the Moon God.

   He really couldn't think of what the stinky pirate in front of him attracted the attention of Lady Elune, so he could give him such a divine gift.

  Pirate and Luna, even taken together, are a blasphemy against Elune's beliefs.

   "Say your answer and we'll follow your request."

  The old Druid gave up the struggle.

He says:

"The entire Druid Holy Land is under martial law until the problem with the Tree of Saradasil is resolved. We will send a team of druids to seal the border with Suramar, and Elisande's army will not be able to pass through. here.

   In fact, let alone them, even the pilgrims of the Kaldorei have been denied access. "

   "Well, so refreshing?"

  The pirate said in surprise:

   "Why don't you bargain? Such a smooth promise makes me feel very unfulfilled, Your Excellency Moonpaw, you know, I have come up with three words to persuade you on the way here.

   is reasoning, interest inducement and force threat.

  You give me some space to play. "

"what's the point?"

  The Great Druid of the Moonclaw rolled his eyes, the old Druid with a good personality said calmly:

   "You have the news we desperately need, you just forced us to owe you a huge favor, and we don't have any means to check and balance you.

   This was an unfair conversation. "

   "Don't say that, you can try to catch me, torture me, torture me, and force me to tell those important information."

  The pirate spread his hands and said:

"Look, I'm the only one here, and if you have three of your great archdruids, I'll never be able to run away. Not to mention it's so close to the Temple of the Moon, I heard that Lady Tyrande will be there in person. Sitting there.

  If a white tiger sister like her also joins the fight."

   "Stop kidding, it's not funny."

   Moonpaw glared at him and said expressionlessly:

   "Ms. Maiev has just submitted a report to the Sisterhood of Elune and the Druid Order, and she asserts that Black Shaw's combat prowess is far beyond the power of a Legendary.

   When encountering him, if the number of legendary players on your side is less than five, you must avoid fighting. To complete a hunt, a minimum of ten Legendaries are required to participate.

  Look, we are well aware of your threat, Lord Black, we are not your enemy, nor do we want to be your enemy, and there is no irreconcilable conflict between us. "

   "Smelly woman!"

  The pirate cursed in a low voice.

  In an instant, his interest became lacking, so he took off his owl battle helmet, revealing eyes that he no longer concealed.

  The Cursed Vision of Sargeras was cut off by Maiev before. Blake was very distressed, but he couldn't repair it. He could only dedicate it to the old Gani as a tribute as a testimony of their friendship.

   This wave of trash guys has made a lot of money.

   He stared at the Moonclaw Great Druid with his navy blue eyes, took out the jug and twisted the lid, without wasting time, he said bluntly:

   "How much do you know about the peculiar plant 'morning wheat'?"

   "Morning wheat?"

  Shaon's brows furrowed all of a sudden.

   As an Arch Druid who is deeply immersed in the way of nature, he certainly knows the information about this rare plant. He recalled the knowledge in his mind and said:

   "The morning light wheat was first discovered 6,300 years ago.

   At that time one of our members was ordered to go to Feralas Jungle to investigate the reproduction of Faerie Dragons. She accidentally strayed into an extremely mysterious crater bordering Feralas, where there is a surprisingly strange ecology.

  It was also at that time that we first came into contact with the magical morning light wheat.

  It can only grow in that strange terrain we call Un'Goro Crater, to be precise, only the fertile soil there can provide the nutrients needed for the growth of Morrow Wheat.

   That plant has high medicinal value.

   The most peculiar thing is that under the catalysis of natural magic, it will produce a deceptive gas, which cannot even be dispelled by natural magic.

   It can make it easier for low-level druids to establish a connection with the dream, and for high-level druids, inhaling the gas of the morning wheat will also prolong the time they stay in the dream.

   But let’s be honest, we don’t know enough about this amazing plant.

   It also has many amazing properties. "

   "Yes, I agree with your statement. You are indeed professional in this respect, but not professional enough."

   Black took a sip of wine and said:

   "When I was traveling in the endless sea, I happened to know an interesting little knowledge about morning light wheat from a friend. Do you want to hear it?"

  Although the smelly pirate said it was an understatement, the Moonclaw Grand Druid clearly felt that he was approaching the truth.

   So he nodded.

   "Pay if you want to hear it! What are you waiting for?"

   Black pouted and shouted:

   "You don't really think that I would just casually tell you such important information? But since you have already promised to help, I will accept a little less this time."

  The pirate rubbed his fingers, thought about it, and took out the Alphard's Halberd from his luggage, and the angry Great Druid said:

   "Look, I got a good weapon the other day, but if this thing wants to be strong, it has to be re-blessed by the wild gods who have blessed it.

  The rest are easy to say, but the blessing of the beast of the year inside has to go to the Moonlight Woodland.

  I know that there is the base camp of the Druids, you rarely welcome outsiders to enter there, but I have to go there, who told you to seal the Nian beast in the Lake of the Moon God, and only let it unsealed once a year.

   I can't help it either. "

   "You actually know this?"

   When he heard Black's request to go to the Moonlight Woodland, instead of the lion's opening request for other excessive conditions, the face of the Moonclaw Arch Druid suddenly softened.

   He reached out and touched the wild head wolf's front, and he really felt the scorching power from the wild gods.

  The pirates are not lying, this weapon does have blessings from the Nian beast.

   But the matter of the Nian beast being sealed in the Lake of the Moon God is a secret that even Druids rarely know, but it was broken by the smelly pirate in front of him.

  The old Druid felt the magic of Black again.

   He sighed and said:

   "I can grant you this request. When your time is right, I will personally take you into the Moonlight Woodland. But you have to go to the place where the Nian beast is sealed.

   That wild demigod has always been fair to the Druids who sealed it.”

   The old Druid gave a wry smile and said:

   "But there's nothing you can do about it, who can't suppress his wild and destructive desire?"

   "Understand, can understand."

  Blake laughed, rolled his eyes again, and asked:

   "But I heard that Nian has bloodline descendants in exile? You exiled it on a small island, right? It's in the sea of ​​mist."

   "Well, Keuken."

  The Great Druid of the Moonclaw has given up asking Blake the source of these strange and strange news, and he answered calmly:

   "The Nian Beast actually has many blood descendants, but most of them inherit the wild nature of the demigods and cannot communicate with each other. Only the little Kuken is an exception, and it does not show the same strong aggression as its brothers and sisters.

  We thought it could grow up safely, so we took it away from the seal and put it on an uninhabited island.

   You are a hunter.

   It's normal for you to be interested in these exotic beasts, but what I'm telling you is that although the Kuken is peaceful, it's also a demigod, and it's very difficult to tame. "

   "I won't tame it."

   Black pouted and said:

   "Such a big white dog with two heads, and can breathe fire. It's very edible at first sight. I can't afford it. But this news will definitely make other hunters excited.

   A descendant of a demigod.

   Born with a powerful life, it will take off immediately when it encounters a good master.

   I'll just collect the tickets then. "

   "As long as you can find the island."

  The Great Druid of the Moonclaw was already very Buddhist. He looked at the pirates and said:

   "Now, tell me an interesting little tidbit about Chenguang Mai."

   "It's easy."

  The smelly pirate picked up the dwarf pipe, lit the tobacco leaves with a mass of void fire in his hand, covered his cheeks in the mist, and said softly to Shao En:

   "After the combination of the morning light wheat and the power of the nightmare, it can also release a deceptive gas, but at this time the function of the morning light wheat is no longer to help the druids sleep, but to make them have nightmares.

   The most peculiar thing is that such a nightmare cannot be awakened before the gas in the morning light wheat is exhausted, and the existence of corrosion cannot be detected.

   Because its power does not come from the Emerald Dream, but instead draws power from the void.

   Your natural magic can't wake up the victims of the morning light wheat, not because the natural magic is not powerful enough, but because you have no knowledge of the mysterious void.

   Malfurion was not only trapped in nightmares, but also tortured by Void Will, which may explain the various changes in his body.

   He tried to understand that knowledge, but he couldn't understand it, so he could only turn to the power of nature, which loved him, but accidentally gave him too much power.

   Let him transform from elf to beast

  Speaking of which, I'm also curious, when you found out that Malfurion Stormrage couldn't wake up, did you check the burning incense in his lair? "

"I understand."

   Shawn nodded.

   But then, his expression became very ugly.

   He hesitated, looked left and right, and asked in a very small voice:

   "You know, who did it?"

   "Of course I know, I know everything, friend."

  The pirate rubbed his fingers. Just when the Arch Druid thought that Black was still going to ask for a price, he found that the pirate slammed on the owl helmet and jumped into the shadow rhythm guided by the void without looking back.

   Hours ago, he left the last words that lingered in Moonpaw's ears:

   "I'm not going to tell you who it is, I don't want to get involved in anything with that poor guy. There are bad guys in the Cenarion Order, no doubt about that.

   But if I were you, I would choose not to pursue it.

  Trust me, forgetting this is a good thing for everyone.

   In the end, Malfurion was just trapped and not hurt. Moreover, the source of the disaster has disappeared, and that person has already felt remorse after thinking about it.

  Man, you always have to learn to look forward, right? "

   This message made Shaun Moonpaw stunned in place.

  Black didn't seem to say anything, but he did give a suggestion, which was from a prophet, and it had to be carefully considered.

   He hesitated for a few minutes, and finally turned into a storm crow and left. He must rush back to Moonglade immediately to wake Malfurion back.

   At the same time, in a den in the distant Mount Hyjal, the archdruid Fandral Deerhelm knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, with the corpse of a Nightmare Aberration left beside him.

   It was torn to shreds by the angry and desperate Arch Druid himself.

   It is rare to see a druid who walks nature's way so violent, but it did happen, the aberration died so tragically, it was almost torn off every bone by Deerhelm himself.

   Before this cruel thing happened, the deer helmet still called it "son" with emotion.

  Unfortunately, as the soul of the ancestor Satyr Nightmare King Xavius ​​was brought into hell, the disguise it released by himself was finally broken.

   is like a beautiful dream.

  Unfortunately, the more perfect the dream is, the more painful it is to wake up from the dream.

"what!"

  The Great Druid Deerhelm knelt on the ground and let out a desperate roar like a dying beast. He slammed the ground with his fists until his hands were bloodied, but he didn't realize it.

   "Grandpa. Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

   A little shadow elf girl heard the scream of pain from the beast den. She anxiously tried to come in to check on her grandfather's condition, but the deer helmet, who was in pain like a beast, heard the sound and suddenly woke up.

   He looked at the corpse at his feet, suppressing nausea, hatred and pain, trying to calm his tone.

He says:

   "My dear Istalia, don't come in! I'm fine, I just had a nightmare, it's okay, I'm awake. It's a little messy here, I'll clean up.

  You wait for me outside, I'll be out right away. "

  Deer helmet said gentle words to his granddaughter.

   But he waved his **** left hand, summoned the brutal piranha with natural magic, swallowed the corpse of the disgusting Nightmare Aberration, and dived into the ground.

   While doing the most ruthless thing, he said to his little granddaughter in the gentlest tone:

   "After a while, Grandpa will take you to play in Moonlight Woodland, okay?

   Let's go see Malfurion, don't you admire him the most? I think maybe he will wake up today, and then you can say hello to him in person. "

   "Okay! Grandpa is the best."

   (end of this chapter)