Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 942 39. You finally appeared, the love of my life - adding more updates to Brother Yiyan Silo [115]

   "So, that war that belonged to me, what you call the 'Battle of the Ancients', we finally won? The demons were driven back to their evil home, but the empire fell apart?"

   In the halls of Black Rook Hold, several death knights were picking up the fragments of Lord Ravencrest's sarcophagus, and a huge tactical table had been placed there before the lord's throne.

  Blake kindly provided his own "world map" and spread it out on the tactical table. Dean Blue Moon personally described the current form of the world for the newly awakened Lord Ravencrest.

It can only be said that it is worthy of being the last light of courage of the elf empire. Although Lord Ravencrest is still unable to adapt to the outrageous thing that he "slept for 10,000 years in one night", his thinking has begun to work, and he has begun to Embrace this new change.

   He changed into a neater set of armor, put the rune sword exuding the aura of death beside his legs, and rubbed the world map in front of him with his fingers.

   While reminiscing about the past, ask about the present, and perhaps imagine the future.

   Facing his question, Dean Lanyue explained:

   "The War of the Ancients was indeed won, but it seemed to me more like a desperate gamble, our brethren banishing demons at the cost of the destruction of the Well of Eternity, and shattering the continents that were once connected.

   The luxurious and noble Xin Azali in your memory no longer exists.

   It sank to the bottom of the sea and is now called Nazjatar.

   Azshara, the mad tyrant and her subjects made a deal with the power of evil in order to survive in the sea, and were transformed into ugly creatures named Naga.

  They built a huge deep-sea empire under the sea, spying on the land under the sun.

  The Queen of Wisdom, to whom we once allegiance, has now become one of the destabilizing factors in this world.

   As for the others. You may be able to meet a few 'acquaintances' on Mount Hyjal, but those of our contemporaries are almost dead.

   Some of them were engraved into history and remembered by future generations.

   But more, he died silently in the big explosion, with no bones left. "

  Ravencase nodded silently.

   As soon as he woke up, he appeared in a completely unfamiliar era, just like traveling through time. The feeling that those he loves and those he hates are no longer in this world is somewhat unacceptable.

   is like being cut off from all connections in the past and turned into a lonely boat on the vast sea, not knowing where to go.

   For this dazedness, Blake, who was on the sidelines, was very clear.

He also felt the same way when he woke up in the Khaz Modan Sea Area. The so-called expectation was actually nothing at all. His first thought was to quickly find the things that brought him around and send him back to the environment he was familiar with. inside.

   In that case, even the fear of the unknown can be put aside.

   The most difficult thing is being dazed.

   Without a direction, without a goal, I don’t know what to do, where to go, let alone what connection I have with this strange world in front of me.

   Therefore, as a "come here", Blake felt compelled to help the veteran in front of him.

   After all, he came all the way to Val'sharah to wake up these elves, not to watch them perform and fall into depression and then kill himself.

  The pirate coughed and interrupted Dean Lan Yue's description of the current era. He took out another map from his luggage and placed it on the big map in front of him.

   picked up the quill next to him again, drew a circle on the cursed land of the Eastern Kingdom, and said to Lord Ravencrest:

   "Here, there is a building called the 'Dark Gate'. Seven years ago, it was opened by a spellcaster of our human beings, attracting invaders from another world.

   The person who opened the Dark Portal can be understood as the 'low-profile' Queen Azshara. His behavior is no different from that when the Queen opened the portal to summon demons into Azeroth.

  The orcs who poured in from the world called 'Draenor' opposite the Dark Portal invaded the territory of human civilization. We fought them for seven years before we defeated them.

   We thought this was the end, but it turned out that the seven-year war was just the beginning of a turbulent era.

   Just like the war 10,000 years ago, the curtain started.

   History is cyclical, I am sure of that. "

  The pirate emphasized his tone, pointed to the map of the Draenor world on the big map, and said:

   "I've got the exact news that the Burning Legion has landed in the world of the orcs. That world is small, only about a continent in Azeroth, and it will only take a few months at most for the demons to completely occupy it.

   Then pass the Dark Portal, and they will be able to enter Azeroth in large numbers.

  The Burning Legion has obviously learned from the failure 10,000 years ago, and this time they will choose to play steadily and overwhelm everyone in this world with absolute quantitative and qualitative advantages.

   They won't stop destroying until they kill Azeroth's last baby. "

   "Can the Dark Portal be closed?"

   Sure enough, when it comes to the war related to demons, Lord Ravencase, who seemed a little melancholy just now, became active in an instant, his tone was indifferent, without any emotion, and dry.

   But his visceral disgust and resistance to demons made the dazed undead in front of him seem to be "alive" all of a sudden.

really.

   Friends and relatives, it doesn't matter if the familiar era is gone, as long as the former enemy is still there. For a soldier, this is enough.

   "A rerun of the Well of Eternity fight back? Nice idea, the only problem is that it's a bit tricky."

  Black shrugged, drinking and said:

"The gate of darkness in the world of Azeroth has actually been blown up, but there is still a gate of darkness in Draenor. I know at least two forces that have crossed the world rift brought by the gate of darkness, Go to Delano.

   And based on their experience going back and forth, even if we risked blowing up the Dark Portal on Draenor, it would be useless.

  When the door opened, the two worlds were connected spatially, and the fates of the two worlds were bound together. I think you should be well aware that demons are masters of space.

   This situation is not difficult for them.

  The resources of the Burning Legion are almost limitless, they can rebuild the Dark Portal overnight, the ancient experience will not work. "

   "Then, the only option left is war, right?"

   Lord Ravencrest asked softly.

Although    is a question, he does not need anyone else to answer him.

   And this slightly desperate answer did not make the elf lord feel afraid.

   Instead, he began to study the world map more closely.

   Obviously, he had already planned in his mind how to fight this war.

   That's good!

   Dean Lanyue threw an admiring glance at his disciple. He was indeed a stinky pirate who played tricks on people's hearts. With just a few words, Kurotas Ravencase had a new goal.

  Black blinked his eyes proudly, what is this?

  If the Dean is willing to let him go and do it, he can convince Lord Ravencrest to bring the Black Raven Chapter to fight the Nightborne of Suramar tonight.

   This is not difficult at all.

It only needs to use the experience of Elisana Ravencase as a medium to stir up hatred a little bit. With the stubbornness of the undead, after hearing that the baby daughter was almost killed by Elisander, Ravencase. The lord will definitely have murderous intentions.

  Blake is familiar with this.

   "We're leaving Val'sharah in a few days."

   After a few minutes Black said to Lord Ravencrest:

   "I will keep my subordinates of Saraiin, as a caster of the Black Raven Chapter, to support the reconstruction of your Chapter, Lord Lord, the Blood Mistress will also be the link between our two sides.

   There are still several months before the demon invasion is conservatively estimated. Perhaps you can take advantage of this time to go to Mount Hyjal and discuss with the High Priest of Tyrande and the Grand Druid of Malfurion.

   If you really want to fight the demons, it is doomed to fail without the support of the Kaldorei.

   And the Sunstrider family of Quel'Thalas.

   is your former comrades-in-arms, the descendants of Dath Remar Sunstrider, they built a kingdom, although they only imitated the essence of the political infighting of the elf empire, but the others were also so-so. "

   "Huh? Has Tyrande become the leader of the Kaldorei?"

  Lord Ravencrest heard the familiar name, he raised his head and said doubtfully:

   "She and Malfurion got together? I thought she would choose Illidan, the passionate, always fierce man.

   That kid looks like a lover.

  Although he has done a lot of wrong things under my command, I am sure he can become a hero Where is Illidan? Maybe I should ask him to come back as commander of the Moon Guard again. "

   "Uh, this one."

  Black glanced at the silent Ilysana, and whispered:

   "Illidan is awesome now. He is your daughter's mentor. There is a small faction called Illidari, who has some conflicts with his brother and sister-in-law, probably because he has always liked his sister-in-law.

   In short, this is a family affair, and I can't comment on it.

  Speaking of which, you and Ms. Elisande should have something in common. "

  The stinky pirate took a sip of wine and quietly said:

   "After all, before we came, Ms. Elisande tried to use her third-rate magic to revive you and your Chapter, as her subordinate, to help her gain an advantage in the confrontation with the Kaldorei."

"Um?"

   Lord Ravencrest's gray-white eyes narrowed immediately.

He says:

   "Although ten thousand years have changed a lot, they can't change some things, such as Elisande's stupid ambition"

   "Actually, she's okay with the Ravencasse family. She's thinking of some old feelings."

  Black added:

   "She also helped take care of your daughter during your absence.

   She loves her so much, she tries to be her adoptive mother, trains her to succeed Illidan as the leader of the demon hunters, and sends her to the magical city of humans to find some psychic books, and wants to resurrect you.

  It's a pity that something went wrong. If it wasn't for me, Miss Elisana would have been buried there. "

   "Really? Then I really want to 'thank' her."

   Lord Ravencrest took his daughter's hand.

   He grinned indifferently on his stiff face and said:

   "The two of you go to rest first, I will command my chapter well, and the Black Raven Knights will not be absent on the battlefield against the demons! In the name of the Ravencrest family, I swear!"

   was assured by the lord, and the pirates returned with satisfaction.

   When leaving Black Rook Castle, Dean Lanyue seemed to want to say something, but in the end kept silent.

   She knew that she could train Blake to be a studious person, but she couldn't change the chaotic nature in the smelly pirate's heart.

   "Dean, you said, if the Black Ravens and Suramar's Magic Swordsmen Corps face off against each other, how long can the Magic Swordsmen under Elisande last?"

  Blake looked at the stars above his head and asked casually.

   The Lich Dean thought for a while and said:

   "Two hours?"

   "No, I think it might be an hour to decide the winner."

  The pirate looked back at the lord's hall, which was still lit, and said:

   "If the Black Raven Knights are familiar with the tactics of death knights, and they have enough Sarin blood elves as spellcasters, this time can be shortened again.

   Well, it just so happens that the upgrade of the Nagfar can no longer use ordinary keels, so let’s donate a few black dragon corpses from the World Destroyer’s lair to the Black Raven Knights to make the Ice Bone Dragon.

  Although theoretically, bone dragons are best made from blue dragon corpses.

   But I don't want to scare the little stars.

   So, let’s make do with the black dragon first. "

   "Don't mess around."

   Dean warned:

   "Suramar also has the support of the Magic Legion. Once the war really starts, the blue dragons will intervene."

   "No, the weavers don't care about these things."

  Blake said in a firm tone:

   "Even if the Blue Dragon intervenes, it will definitely be on our side. Its little stars are the second mates on my ship. We and the Magic Legion are the real people.

  The dean will stay here for a few days, and I will have a good time with Lord Ravencrest, so I will not stay here.

   I'm going to Stormheim. "

  The pirate stretched a lot, winked at Dean Lanyue and said:

   "There's a big guy over there who wants to invite me to a very exciting and hot performance. Do you want me to get a ticket for you, Dean?"

   "No, I'm busy."

  The lich shyly dropped a sentence and left here in the light of the teleportation technique. The pirate shrugged and hurried back to his ghost ship.

   But as soon as he got on the boat, Black sensed something was wrong.

  Tonight's Nagfar was exceptionally silent. The whole ship was dead silent, as if it was swept by some force. He pulled out Salameni with a swoosh and was about to buckle his helmet when suddenly the world was spinning.

   In a slight vertigo, Black found himself sitting in his captain's cabin, sitting on his vulgar and expensive gold chair.

   In front of him, Onyxia was looking at him with an indifferent gaze.

   "Enough, Xal'atas!"

  The pirate scolded:

   "I don't like it. Wait, you're not Xal'atath! You are."

   "Nagfar!"

   A mysterious girl who looked exactly like Onyxia with no expression in front of her eyes floated up.

   She came to Blake, stretched out her hand and pressed his chest, approached his neck like a puppy, moved her nose and sniffed a few times.

   she whispered:

   "My name is Nagfar, are you my father? Blake Shaw? Or Derek Proudmoore?"

   "Well, you finally gave birth to your own consciousness, my little baby."

  The pirates were ecstatic for a moment.

The   Nagfar's ship spirit finally showed consciousness.

   is a strange name.

   He picked up the sheet from the side and put it on the body of the boat spirit in front of him. It was like talking to a child, and he corrected:

   "You can't call me father, you are my ship, not my daughter, you should call me captain, or master."

   "But I was born to this point under your care."

  The ship spirit girl Nagfar tilted her head and said:

   "It's all recorded in the books in your closet. If you gave birth to me, then you would be my father. I also want to ask you, where did that silver-haired elf go?

   She sneaks over to sleep with you every night when she's on the boat. "

   The newly born ship spirit blinked, as if he didn’t understand anything, and asked in a low voice:

   "Is she my mother?"

"No, she is not."

  The pirate replied with a stinky face, and the ship spirit blinked again and said timidly:

   "Mama Sefir?"

   (end of this chapter)