Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 945 42. This is definitely not retaliation, Ms. Elisande, just a normal military mobilization 【415】

   (add more for Brother Yiyan Silo)

  Black ran to Stormheim to wait for the start of Odin's trial of strength. At this time, there were still a few days before the start, and the stinky pirate decided to go to the vrykul.

   He wants to see if he can trick some shield girls into the boat as thugs.

   In the battle of Hell, the powerful fighting power of these Odin's she-wolves left a deep impression on the pirates, and he felt that his marines were in urgent need of strengthening.

   At the same time that Black went to visit the Shield Maiden's tribe, in Val'sharah, something related to him was also happening.

  After Lord Ravencrest returned to his loyal territory, the Black Ravens under his command underwent a terrifying qualitative change overnight, just as a warrior's body finally had its own soul.

   The entire Black Rook Castle seemed to "live" in an instant.

  The Sarines who have been officially assigned to the Black Raven Legion have been given a new task. They wake up all the dead in the entire Black Rook Castle at the fastest speed, even the rotten bones are not spared.

   This allowed Lord Ravencrest to have barely enough manpower overnight.

Therefore, when the archdruid Malfurion Stormrage, who had just woken up from the beast den, and his wife, Tyrande Windspeaker, the high priest of the moon, were invited to visit the old man, what they saw was Several death knights are commanding the skeleton soldiers to rebuild the collapsed arrow tower.

   The dilapidated city gate of Black Rook Castle has been temporarily repaired, although it is still very poor compared to the glorious Black Rook Castle in the memory of Malfurion and his wife.

   But considering that Lord Ravencrest has been awake for less than a week, this work efficiency is already very fast.

   When the two disguised distinguished guests were introduced into Black Rook Keep by the Ranger General of the Black Rook Legion, everything they saw made the two Kaldorei leaders feel surprised and uncomfortable.

   Silent undead are at work everywhere.

   They are still performing their duties according to the establishment ten thousand years ago. Even in the huge animal pen, there are undead beastmasters who use soul fragments that they don't know where to feed those ghostly leopards.

   And the Hippogryph knights in the sky are also patrolling in formation.

   They patrolled from Black Rook Keep to the east to the Blind Swamp of Highmountain and west to the edge of the Val'sharah coast.

  The southern end did not send additional patrollers because of the relationship between the Moon Temple and the Druid Sleeping Woodland, probably because the undead did not want to conflict with the worshipers of nature at this time.

   This is also the main reason why Malfurion and Tyrande were invited over today.

   Lord Ravencrest wanted to talk to them about the relationship between the Black Ravens and the Kaldorei Moon God Kingdom, how to get along and how to conduct diplomacy.

   But what is certain is that they were invited to visit the lord, not the lord taking the initiative to visit them, which means that Lord Ravencrest and his Black Raven Legion obviously do not intend to become vassals of the Kaldorei.

   This is a bit of a headache.

   "Malfurion, I'm very uncomfortable here."

   Lady Tyrande Windspeaker was not wearing her signature moon-white sacrificial dress today, but rather like a night elf ranger, dressed in hunting gear and carrying a war bow.

The    coat and cloak covered her body, but it didn't detract from her amazing beauty.

  The Priest of the Moon is of Kaldorei origin, and like other kaldorei her skin is a mysterious lavender.

   But she is fairer, with eyes that are as bright as moonlight dotted on her shatterable cheeks, and plump and **** lips under her upturned nose.

   As the priest of the moon, she has face lines on the skin above and below the eyes, but this does not detract from the shocking beauty brought by this face, but adds a touch of wildness to her.

   The long eyebrows that are unique to elves are indigo green, which is the same color as her long hair, which will show a more beautiful faint blue under the moonlight.

   On the forehead of the sacrifice of the moon, there is a crescent moon symbol.

   is not an ordinary decoration, but an emblem unique to the chosen people of the Moon God.

   If Maiev Shadowsong is the Dark Moon God's choice, then Tyrande Windspeaker represents the bright and holy side of the Moon God.

Also selected by the Moon God, Ms. Tyrande's frontal combat power may not be as strong as Maiev's, but once she distances herself and uses magic and powerful archery against the enemy, any enemy will feel the brutal force crushing her. pressure.

   Tyrande is definitely the combination of the most powerful priest and hunter in Azeroth. She is not a demigod, but like Maiev, she is not far from a demigod.

   At this time, the priestess of the moon looked at the working undead left and right, she frowned and said:

   "This is not in line with the will of the moon god, we should not treat the dead like this, they should rest in peace at the end of their lives."

   "They are not kaldorei, my beloved."

  The archdruid Malfurion Stormrage next to Tyrande sighed, his tone was still a little weak, after all, he had just woken up from a long nightmare.

   If things weren't so serious today, Malfurion wouldn't have come here with his wife.

   He also looked at the situation in Black Rook Keep and said:

   "Lord Ravencrest and this Black Rook Keep were never the domain of the Moon God, they believed in the principles of the Highborne.

  Although you and I both know that Lord Ravencrest is not one of those fallen ones, we can't be too harsh on matters of faith.

   After all, without him back then, there would not be this world today.

   The world owes him a favor that will never be taken lightly. The will of nature has not expressed more anger. Has the moon **** issued a will to you? "

   Tyrande shook his head.

she says:

   "The moonlight is calm, and Elune has acquiesced in their existence."

   "Then let us finish this conversation today as leaders of the Kaldorei, not as believers."

   Malfurion reached out and patted his wife on the shoulder, giving her an encouraging smile, and Tyrande nodded.

   But the way she looked at her husband was somewhat odd.

   It's not that the loyal priest of the moon is empathetic or something, mainly because Malfurion's current posture is a little strange.

   That face is still the gentle face in my memory, the long green hair and beard are also well repaired, and the natural battle lines on the face are as vivid as I remembered.

   Although the Stormrage brothers were from civilians, their appearances belonged to the "handsome" category among night elves, but their temperaments were quite different.

  Malfurion is more calm as an older brother, revealing a sense of security that people can rely on.

   And Illidan is more wild and free. In Black's words, Illidan is a handsome ruffian who does things recklessly and disdains to explain to others.

   But now, Malfurion, who has returned from a nightmare, has some strange "decorations" on him.

   Two sword-like antlers extend from his hair, and wings covered with white feathers grow behind his arms. This beastlike feature makes him look very different from ordinary elves.

   And in Malfurion's beard representing wisdom, there are flowers that bloom and bloom.

   These are all manifestations of the power of nature loving a life, but the problem is that nature seems to love the great Druid too much, so that he has begun to leave the human form.

   Of course, the pirates have already explained this situation to the Moonclaw Arch Druid.

   This is because Malfurion fought against the void in the nightmare and needed natural assistance. Under the long-term confrontation, his body had undergone a mutation.

   Mutations like this made Malfurion stronger.

   But unfortunately, it is irreversible.

   In other words, Ms. Tyrande has to accept that she has a "Birdman" husband from now on, uh, it's actually not a bad thing.

   After all, it is a very novel experience in every way.

  The couple walked into the main castle of Black Rook Castle. The death knights along the way kept their eyes open. They were the elite of the anti-magic coalition in their lifetime, and they will only become more loyal to their duties after death.

   It's just that the dead are silent, making the huge Black Rook Castle look like a no-man's land.

   To be honest, it’s a bit intimidating.

   "Kakaka"

  The heavy door of the lord's hall was slowly pushed open by the death knight. As the arch druid and the high priest entered the hall, they saw Lord Kurtalos Ravenches sitting on the lord's throne at a glance.

   On his left is his daughter, and on his right is Dean Lanyue holding a staff.

   Several commanders of the Black Raven Legion and Blood Mistress and her adjutant Fandos are lined up on both sides of the hall, and the undead servants of the Ravencrest family are busy at the reception table in the hall.

   They placed the freshly picked fruits and drinks that had been stored in the cellar for 10,000 years, and took out the precious utensils in their collection, trying their best to create a scene for the distinguished guests.

   This scene made the two kaldorei return to ten thousand years ago in a trance.

   The last time they came to Black Rook Castle, it was almost exactly the same as the scene before them.

   The only difference is that the elf empire has perished in time, and the old people in front of you have become a different form of life.

   "Welcome to the two of you, the dilapidated Black Rook Castle is flourishing today."

  Lord Ravencrest was wearing his own black armor, and his long sword, which was full of cold light and adorned with rune lights, was placed beside his legs.

   In the tone of a host welcoming his guests, he expressed his delight at the arrival of the two kaldorei leaders.

   He tried very hard to show his kindness, but unfortunately, the addition of death made his every move, even his smile, full of a cold sense of chill.

  It is difficult for the dead to make the living feel happy.

  No matter what they do, the living will feel threatened.

  The atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

   "As I said, Ravencrest, we necromancers aren't good at hosting banquets."

   Dean Blue Moon sighed, and she said to Ravencase:

  "You make them feel uncomfortable and make us feel at a loss. Just as I said, don't do these rituals in life again, and don't try to find the past again.

   Let's finish today's conversation in the undead's straightforward way. "

   "Well, indeed."

The Lord    also sighed deeply.

  The biggest problem with being an undead is here. They still have memories of the past, but it is difficult for them to have any emotional fluctuations about those memories.

   Remembering the past is like looking at another person's life. It is difficult for them to be moved by sadness or joy.

  Lord Ravencrest is pretty good.

   He has at least one biological daughter by his side, which can bring some warmth to his memories, but the other undead in Black Rook Castle are not so lucky.

   Everyone's temperament has changed greatly, everyone is confused, and everyone is longing for a war with the devil.

   It's not that they are naturally belligerent, it's just that they don't know what to do other than war. That was the only "main quest" after they woke up in this era.

   "Then, I'll just say it straight."

   Lord Ravencrest, who was sitting on the throne, put his hands on the armrests and said to Malfurion and Tyrande in a calm and indifferent tone:

   "The Burning Legion is returning to this world, you two.

   The war 10,000 years ago was not over, it was just a truce halfway through. That's why we the dead are called to this age that is not mine, and we have no intention of colliding with the living.

   Our sharp blade was not drawn to fight you.

  The mission of the Black Ravens here is only made clear on the battlefield. I invite the two of you today to reiterate this view.

   We will not seek expansion in the realms of Val'sharah or the Kaldorei, nor will we violate the taboos of your faith by converting the dead of night elves into our members.

   We can both pretend that the other does not exist and do our own thing.

   We are also happy to help if you need it.

   As long as your people can accept the aid of the dead. "

   After Ravencrest finished speaking his thoughts, Malfurion and Tyrande breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

   The biggest problem of the dead is that they cannot reproduce naturally.

   If they want to expand their power, they must seek the dead to wake them up.

   Such actions are terrifying blasphemy in Luna beliefs or natural tomes. Once Lord Ravencrest decides to expand his power, then the war between the Kaldorei and the Black Ravens is inevitable.

   Now, the Lord has taken the lead in setting an example, which makes the hidden danger of conflict between the two instantly disappear.

  The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became peaceful.

   "This is also our idea, Lord."

   High Priest Tyranid said mildly:

   "It is with this thought in mind that we came to Black Rook Castle to meet our old man from ten thousand years ago. I am very happy to see that you are still as wise as you were ten thousand years ago, and death has not weakened your wisdom."

   "In addition, in the battle of the ancients 10,000 years ago, we received full support from Black Rook Castle. If you and your soldiers were not on the front line to resist the demons, we would never have hoped to win the war."

   Malfurion also said sincerely:

   "We, and even the whole world, owe you a debt. We are here today to express our 10,000-year overdue thanks and respect."

   "There is no need to say these polite words, Malfurion, and Tyrande, you are all my juniors, I should protect you and your friends.

   I chose to fight to protect this world.

   It belongs not only to me, but also to my daughter, to all who have peace in their hearts. My only regret is that I failed to keep Illidan and persuade him to give up that horrible idea. "

   Lord Ravencrest replied:

   "I have learned from my daughter what happened to Illidan after he left Black Rook Hold, and I am sorry, Malfurion, that I have not been able to take care of your brother.

  I, as his mentor, failed to stop him from taking that path of curse. "

   When the lord mentioned his apprentice Illidan, the expressions of Malfurion and Tyrande became sad, and the relationship between these three people was too chaotic.

   There is also a hint of taboo in the chaos.

   If the Lord Ravencrest in front of him is not a real elder and their benefactor, others would say that he would be stopped by the Great Druid immediately.

   "Ravencrest, you really can't speak."

   Dean Lanyue shook her head. She felt the embarrassment of the two in front of her, so she took over the conversation and talked about the second thing.

she says:

   "Now that the misunderstanding between the two sides has been resolved, I will make a request to the Kaldorei on behalf of the Black Ravens. We will not develop our forces in the Kaldorei's territory.

   But other sprites are not protected by this.

   In the hinterland of the Kaldorei kingdom, in the wilds of Feralas, there is the city of Elethras, the home of the elves of Syndra.

   Now they've all been accepted by Elisande, but a huge number of dead are buried in that city."

   Dean pushed her crystal glasses, she said:

   "The Black Ravens will be training there!

  The City of Ten Thousand Years will be our barracks and boot camp, and the Black Raven Legion will expand with at least one Forward Legion and one Spellcaster Legion in the coming months.

   This is all to ward off the threat of demons.

  I think the Wardens should have also reported the situation on Draenor to the Sisterhood of Elune.

  So, in the face of the immediate crisis, the wise Lady Tyrande and Lord Malfurion should not stop our actions, right? "

   "Isn't that place already occupied by Shaldorei?"

   Tyrande asked suspiciously.

  Lord Ravencrest glanced at his silent daughter, and he said implicitly:

   "It is now, but as long as the two nod, it will soon be gone. Counting the time for mobilization, transportation, and preparations for battle, it may take twenty days to a month or so.

   Well, the transport forces don't have to bother the Kaldorei's fleet to provide support.

  We have enough capacity.

  We also have a less reassuring but pleasant ally. You two, you can go back and see you on the battlefield. "

   (end of this chapter)