Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Black played two rounds of the "blind box" game with Kojo, the Scroll Sage of the Ancestral Turtle, and the old Ancestral Turtle saw through his tactics, but he did not point out Black's little trick.

Instead, he decisively chose to admit defeat.

This is the wisdom of giving up.

He gained a story worth recording, and Blake got a useful magic sword, a magic ornament that explained weirdness, and a magic ring.

This thing is made of bones and is carved to look like a head.

It looks a bit penetrating, with a hint of coldness that goes deep into the bone marrow, especially when it reaches the little finger. The coldness stretches along the fingers and seems to be able to touch the soul.

Blake sat on a chair in the dock warehouse and reached out to caress it. The character card gave the entry for this equipment:

hand of the dead

epic quality

weak endurance

Comes with special effects:

When hit, there is a chance to anger the nameless ghost in the ring and release a ring of ice to enemies within 10 yards. Its effect is always high-level magic.

"Where did you find these good things?"

The pirate stroked the ring on his finger and glanced aside. Totaka was preparing his "blind box" there. He looked confident.

Blake was not in a hurry and did not interrupt the process. He looked at Collector Kojo standing aside and asked:

"Teach me the secret of treasure hunting?"

"There's no secret."

Kou Qiao grabbed a pen with his paw and wrote on the scroll he carried with him. He said without raising his head:

“As long as you live long enough.

As long as you remain curious about new stories and worlds and continue to collect them, I'm sure that when you live to my age, you will have many times more treasures than I do.

For example, the sword hilt I lost to you was one I found from a killed Deep Sea Naga when I was traveling in Nazjatar. It should be an ancient relic from the ancient Elf Empire.

And that ring was won by me in a bet with an old pirate who had quit in the tavern of Boralus.

As for the six magic bags.

It's been a long time since I got it.

I was still a young Ancestor Turtle at that time. When I followed my people to Mount Hyjal to meet the great Tortola, I passed by a forest in Ashenvale.

In one of the Broken Temples, I found a rotten wooden chest where I obtained this magical item.

They will always appear inadvertently, and then fall into my hands. Finally, I will lose them to you. Perhaps they will also undergo magical transmission and fall into the hands of the next person who owns them.

Maybe they will come back to me in the future.

Ah, when I think about it, it feels like a coincidence and a legend. "

"Um."

Blake nodded with deep understanding. He straightened his arm and put the ring on his little finger in front of his eyes to look at it. After a few seconds, he asked again:

“You ancestor tortoises call themselves Tortoran, and are descendants of the wild demigod Tortolla from Mount Hyjal, but why do you come all the way to Zandalar Island to make a pilgrimage to the Loa god Toga?

Although many people would say that the Wild Demigod and the Loa are the same thing.

But you and I both know that there is actually a slight difference between the two. "

"Well, it's rare for an outsider to tell the origin of our ancestor turtle so accurately, not to mention you are a human who can only live less than a hundred years.

Your knowledge is beyond your years. I even suspect that you may be only half human. Do you have the blood of other races in your body?

Or are you a spell caster who deliberately pretends to be a young man? I know you human spellcasters do this kind of thing. "

Kojo turned to look at Black. Seeing the pirate shaking his head, the turtle man said in a strange tone:

"In fact, even many Zandalari trolls think that we are descendants of the god Toga. As for why the ancestor turtles came to make a large-scale pilgrimage to Toga instead of going to Mount Hyjal to worship Tortola.

The reason is actually very simple.

First of all, our god Tortola is now sleeping in the night elves' sacred mountain. It has been sleeping for ten thousand years, and it plans to continue sleeping.

It doesn't like to be disturbed from its sweet dreams.

Secondly, the character of Toga, the Loa god, is actually more similar to that of our ancestor turtle. We learned the tradition of collecting stories from Toga.

Toga is also very willing to share his experiences and stories with us pilgrims, and he even prefers to listen to us tell him stories.

Therefore, pilgrimage to Toga has become a civilized tradition of the Ancestral Tortoise in the past thousands of years.

at last.

Tortola and Toga are both turtles.

The two gods crossed paths even before the War of the Ancients. "

Kou Qiao, the turtle man, laughed and said:

"Therefore, we, the ancestor turtles, who worship Toga as a god will not offend our original gods. But we must be careful not to be known by the night elves.

Those petty forest elves don't have a good relationship with the trolls. "

Speaking of this, Kou Qiao complained in a low voice:

"In order to prove that their birth has nothing to do with the troll civilization, the night elves used a very decisive method to completely regard the trolls as their old enemies.

But both Tortola and Toga secretly stated that the predecessors of the night elves were just a group of dark trolls who were lucky enough to be close to the Well of Eternity.

Under the nourishment of the eternal well water, the elves grew into lives that were completely different from the trolls.

But if you look closely, you will find that the ears of night elves are exactly the same as those of trolls, especially Zandalar trolls.

Shh! "

The old turtle man raised his paws and made a silent gesture to Blake. He reminded:

"These words must not be heard by the night elves. This is a taboo agreed upon by all elves."

"I'm ready."

While Black and Kodjo were happily discussing the grudges between the night elves and the trolls, Totaka, the leader of the ancient turtles, was finally ready.

He held ten turtle shells borrowed from Kojo and piled them in front of Blake's eyes. He also handed Blake a magic black cloth to cover his eyes and close his vision.

When the pirate was blindfolded, Totaka and Kodjo looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.

The next moment, Totaka took out another scroll with a treacherous look and tore it open in his claws. A wave of magic power shook out and enveloped the small room.

Black, who was blindfolded, immediately felt that the magic flow around him was dispersed, and a "temporary magic ban" status was added to the character card in his consciousness.

"cunning!"

The pirate moved his body on the chair and whispered something. Totaka grinned, feeling that he had a chance to win this time.

But Blake actually didn't care about the magic ban effect.

Detection is a skill given by the character card. It is a skill of the ranger profession. It does not require magic power to release. It is a manifestation of the keen perception of the ranger hunters.

Blake took a deep breath and let out his senses. Under the gaze of the two ancestral turtles, Blake's shadow was slightly distorted at this moment.

Shadows covered the table as Blake selected the positions of the ten turtle shells.

The next moment, the detectives were thrown out one after another.

The "light" felt in the consciousness is no different from when the eyes are not blindfolded. Skilled assassins and rangers must learn to act in the dark.

After covering his eyes, Blake even felt that his perception had become sharper.

"Counting from my left hand side, the sixth turtle shell!"

The pirate said softly with a smile on his face.

"boom"

The leader of the Ancestral Turtle across from him slapped his paw on the table and almost cursed.

Apparently, the Pirates picked again.

"Thank you boss for your generosity."

Blake laughed and took off the blindfold, reached for the turtle shell, put his fingers into it, and took out a half-human-high, elf-style hunting bow from the turtle shell that had the effect of a magic bag. .

Made of mahogany, the arms of the bow are carved into the shape of an eagle-horned bow and bent into a shape like a bright moon.

The bow is only as long as Blake's arm, so it is a short hunting bow. It is not a long war bow used in combat, but it has a very good balance when held in the hand.

Just weigh it in your hand and you will know it is a good bow.

In fact, its entry is indeed worthy of Blake's evaluation:

hurricane

epic quality

Extremely effective and precise. Extremely effective at freezing.

Comes with special effects:

Inject magic power to guide a frost arrow to freeze the enemy. [Cooling time: 5 minutes]

"Cool!"

Blake whistled.

He now needs such a long-range weapon that is strong enough and can withstand more force.

"Totaka, stop playing, you can't win."

Kou Qiao sighed and whispered to his compatriots:

“Our friend Captain Black obviously has a natural keen sense of treasure, which can only be described as a talent for treasure hunting.

If you continue playing, you will only be humiliating yourself. "

"No! I don't believe it! I don't believe his luck has always been so good!"

Totaka, the ancestor turtle, has a very stubborn character, which is in line with the characteristics of their race.

He was a little irritable, and regardless of Kojo's obstruction, he picked up the turtle shell again and prepared for the second round. Black whistled, and he felt a sense of emotion in his heart as he watched Totaka get stuck on his head.

I thought that gambling was really a bad habit!

How many rich people will lose all their wealth overnight like Totaka, so we should take this as a warning.

With this in mind, Black quickly made preparations to continue winning.

"Seventh from the left!"

"The third one from the right!"

"Well, this time it's more difficult. The fourth and ninth ones both smell like treasures. Which one should I choose? Well, it's the ninth one."

After three rounds of this, Blake had three more good things in his hands.

But no longer equipped with weapons.

Not every ancestral turtle has the habit of putting away weapons and armor.

He won three large ancestor turtle backpacks from Totaka, which are really good things.

Epic quality magic backpack.

It was made by the masters of the mooncloth tailors of the night elves. Its capacity is twice as large as the magic pattern backpack I am currently using. It is also blessed by God Toga and is very strong and stable.

There is no risk of damage due to puncture.

With these three large backpacks, Blake can carry a small warehouse's worth of stuff with him.

"Stop playing! Totaka! You're about to lose everything!"

Kojo couldn't stand it any longer, so he stood up to stop his compatriots who had red eyes, but was pushed away by the stubborn Totaka. The leader of the local ancestral turtles breathed out pillars of air.

He stared fiercely at Blake who was changing the backpack on his waist.

Both claws left claw marks on the table.

"Play it again!"

He said:

"One more play and it's over!"

"I advise you to stop playing."

Blake persuaded in a gentle tone:

"You don't have any more treasures in your hand that are as good as the collections I have."

"Who says I don't have one! Stop looking down on people, our ancestor tortoise's collection is unimaginable for a human like you."

The leader of the ancestral turtle snorted dissatisfiedly, picked up ten turtle shells and went to prepare again.

Seeing that this guy was already on his head, the pirate shrugged helplessly at Kojo. The collector also looked helpless and turned back to write his second story tonight.

About how an ancestor turtle who was addicted to gambling became destitute overnight.

Well, this would be a great story to educate children on the right path.

Soon, the last round of the blind box game between the pirates and Totaka began. Like many previous rounds, Black yawned and threw the scout out.

Then among the pile of blue, green and gray, he saw a faint purple light. Without much hesitation, Blake reached out and touched the turtle shell wrapped with purple light.

Going for another win.

But when he took the turtle shell in his hand, the irritable Totaka and the collector Kojo who had been quietly paying attention cheered at the same time.

The two ancestral turtles, who had been performing a "double act" just now, even hugged each other regardless of their previous grudges.

"He lost! We won! Yeah!"