Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 289 108. It’s a man-——[335]

(Additional update [3/5] for the brothers of "Spread your nose and get a nest")

"Old Garni, can you help me send something to Blake?"

In the twilight forest, Garona, who had put on Old Garni's "invisibility cloak", said to the Garbage God who was shaking his head in front of him and about to leave:

"I saw you disappearing from the garbage pile with tributes last time, so you can go back and forth between different garbage piles attached to your divine power, right?"

"Yes, all the garbage dumps in the world are old Garni's kingdom."

The God of Garbage stood on his own garbage pile, raised his head, and swung his body flexibly like a puppy soaked in water. He looked at the orc assassin and said:

"Old Garni is in Zandalar, and occasionally works as a 'postman'. The place where Black is now is far away from you. Fortunately, there is a garbage dump specially prepared for me.

Blake is my friend and you are my acquaintance, so I can help you.

But if you ask me to send you something, you need to pay extra tribute. "

"That's easy to say."

Garona breathed a sigh of relief, turned back and whispered to the sullen mage:

"Quickly, look for any rubbish on you, something useful and strange."

"I am an orthodox mage, how can I have something like that on my body!"

Khadgar was immediately unhappy.

He was about to express his attitude and emphasize his identity, but when he saw Garona's cold gaze, what he wanted to say was blocked in his throat.

He had no choice but to take out all the contents of his magic bag, place them on the ground in front of him, and let Old Garni choose the tributes he liked.

"Hey, this is good."

The Lesognath was picking through the pile of things, and quickly picked up a crystal ball the size of a human head that emitted a beautiful light, and tossed it up and down in his flexible claws.

It looked at this strange thing and asked:

"What is this? An arrogant mage."

"That's my 'ball of wisdom'!"

Seeing what the slender jaw dragon Loa was holding, Khadgar coughed and said proudly:

"It was the first magic item I made when I first entered Dalaran and was learning magic. My mentor at the time told me that as a mage, you must learn to listen to the wisdom of others, and you must also explore your own wisdom.

So I made it.

You can ask it questions and it will give you answers.

Of course, all the wisdom sealed in the crystal ball belongs to me. I will use my wisdom to help anyone holding that crystal ball in their time of need. "

After listening to Khadgar's words, Old Garni blinked his eyes and cheered in a voice that was both unbeatable and joyful:

"Well, this piece of garbage is so unique! This is probably the most fun shiny thing that Old Garni got this year. Let's use this as a tribute. I'm sorry that I was powerless to you before, mage.

You are really talented at making garbage. Do you want to consider becoming a 'big scavenger' like me? "

"you!!!"

Hearing the words of the Loa God in front of him, Khadgar's slightly old face, who was proud of himself, suddenly turned into the color of pig liver. If Garona hadn't stopped him, he would have really wanted to argue with the annoying god of garbage in front of him.

What is garbage?

That was a magic prop he made with great care.

Although it can only be a toy in many cases, it has important meaning to him!

"Don't be impulsive, you can't beat it!"

Garona held Khadgar's hand tightly and whispered:

"Don't think old Garni is unreliable, he is an authentic Loa, a demigod."

Of course Old Garni was deliberately teasing Khadgar, just like it was teasing Nathanos before. It really didn't like these noble heroes at all.

Seeing them down on their luck always put bad old Garni in a good mood.

"Okay, give me what you want to give to that stinky pirate."

Old Ghani has always been paid to do things.

The tribute was in place, so it was natural to do something. Under its gaze, Garona dropped a full magic bag on her waist at the feet of Old Garni.

Even though the bag was closed, the large number of treasures inside it still made Old Garni smell the treasure.

The result is like smelling the most horrible stench in the world

Old Gani was almost sent away on the spot.

"Oh my God!"

This ghostly and ghostly slender-jawed dragon Loa covered his eyes with his paws and took a few steps back in panic. From the looks of it, he wanted to stay as far away from the package at his feet as possible.

It made an exaggerated cry and shouted:

"Do I have any grudges against you, a half-orc? Or did I do something wrong that makes you hate me? Why do you put so many treasures in front of old Garni?

Heck, their jewels almost blinded old Garni!

enough!

That's enough!

Take these valuable treasures away! They are polluting my scavenger sanctuary, Black is right, you females are horrible. "

"Send it to Black, old Garni."

Garona, who wrapped her invisibility cloak tightly, pulled Khadgar and retreated into the forest. She waved goodbye and said:

"By the way, tell him that giving him these treasures means that I have repaid the favor I owe him. I will be very busy next, and he knows what I am going to do.

So next, if he has an emergency, he knows where to find me. "

After saying that, the two men, wearing shabby and patched cloaks, quickly disappeared into the dark forest.

Old Garni, on the other hand, stared angrily at the disgusting jeweled treasures at his feet. The God of Garbage was determined to kick these disgusting things away.

But considering that I have already promised to others.

In the end, he could only unluckily carry the magic suitcase with the tip of his tail, put it far away from himself, and pinch his nostrils with his claws in a humane manner.

As the smoke dissipated, he disappeared into his own shrine of scavengers.

Baby.

This is never something that humble people should be exposed to, let alone something that weak people should actively pursue.

It only brings terrible doom to the humble.

Just like when Old Garni was not the Loa God, he would never take the initiative to steal the food of the Devil Rex, which would bring death to it and its tribe.

Being cautious and prudent is the way for the humble to survive.

On the other side, Khadgar, who was running in the twilight forest, raised his head and looked at the night sky behind him after feeling a familiar scent. He saw the figure of Nightmare flying high in the sky.

The death creature cast an unsettling shadow in the forest, but as it flew over the twilight forest several times without launching an attack, it proved that Old Garni's "invisibility cloak" was unexpectedly reliable.

Even the Black Knight can no longer trace them.

You must know that the weird dragon crystal in his hand and the two weapons Garona currently hangs on her waist were both snatched from the Black Knight.

They couldn't escape the pursuit of those undead monsters.

"I'm sorry, Khadgar, I got you involved in these things."

Garona, who was silently heading towards Elwynn Forest in the darkness, was in much better condition than before. She was wrapped in a tattered cloak and whispered to the mage:

"You saved me again."

Fortunately, when he tried to purify the Kingslayer's twin blades in Karazhan, the dark spiritual power on the legendary weapon was inspired, directly attracting the attention of Kil'jaeden, the demon king of the Burning Legion.

Khadgar, who was a ray of guardian power, had a premonition that something was not going to happen and forcibly terminated the magic.

Although the two of them were seriously injured, at least they saved their lives. If Tou Tie really continues the purification ritual, I don't know how the powerful demon king will deal with them.

"At that time in Karazhan, I was still Medivh's apprentice, and when you were sent by Gul'dan as a messenger, you saved me several times."

Khadgar laughed and joked:

"So, just think that we are even?"

"How can it be even?"

Garona turned around. In the darkness, she reached out her hand, touched Khadgar's wrinkled face, and said in a guilty tone:

"When we assassinated Medivh, his curse was supposed to be placed on me. Look at you now, you are only twenty-two years old, but you have turned into a sixty-year-old man.

What I owe you can never be repaid. "

"Yeah, look at my face, no twenty-year-old girl will fall in love with me."

Khadgar's eyes changed.

He looked at Garona in front of him, at her face that had small fangs but was more delicate, mixed with Draenei blood, and her pair of blue eyes that were too big to look like those of an orc. Eye.

He held Garona's hand and said in a gentle tone:

"Look, you have caused me such a big loss and my life has become bleak. You have to compensate me, right?"

"you"

The half-orc assassin shook his head and said:

"I can't do this, you will be despised by your countrymen."

"When they sent a seventeen-year-old young apprentice who knew nothing but a little cleverness to Medivh's Mage Tower to be a spy, I no longer felt that I had any compatriots.

Before me, how many people they sent disappeared inexplicably?

I'm just a victim.

Fortunately, my sacrifice was not a loss. I met you in the dark tower that frightened me. "

Khadgar, who had shown a rather weak temperament along the way, took a step forward at this moment and hugged the incredible woman in front of him who called himself an orc but had a slender body.

He said softly:

"You said before that when you return this time, you will respond to Ravenholdt's invitation, participate in the Assassin Master Trial, and then form your own faction to go to the continent of Kalimdor to hunt down the remnants of the Shadow Council.

The spellcasters of Dalaran are going to build a town in the Cursed Land to monitor the Dark Portal. I will stay there and conduct my magic research.

I don't want to go back to that magic city.

We won't be able to see each other for a long time. And the Lesognathosaurus said that this invisibility cloak can last for a day, so why not"

"Ahem"

Garona wanted to break away from the warm embrace of the old man in front of her, but in the end, she did not do that. After a few seconds of silence, she whispered in Khadgar's ear:

"My friend, Black Shaw, made a very nasty joke on our way back to the Eastern Kingdom and made a bet with me.

I rejected him.

But actually, I also want to know one thing.”

"What?"

Khadgar let go of his arm and looked at the legendary assassin in his arms, who stretched out his hand with a strange expression.

She licked her lips, her eyes flashed with the wildness that an orc should have, and she said softly:

"I really want to know,

——

Tol Barad, beside the large garbage dump outside the village of Losberg, Black, who had just finished practicing ranger combat skills, causing muscle pain all over his body, was holding a bottle of beer in his hand.

In the midst of the smoke, the unscrupulous old Gani vividly described to him what happened in the twilight forest ten minutes ago.

This unruly Lesognathosaurus was letting out a rather lewd laugh, and it was clasping it with its flexible claws, making up and down movements. The stinky pirates were also beaming when they heard this.

"Ah? Thirty-seven seconds? Not bad."

Blake took a sip of wine, squatted down, took out a crimson one-handed sword with blue dots from the magic bag at his feet, and glanced at it in his hand.

Purple light shines in front of you:

Viscag the Bloodletter

epic quality

Extraordinary sharpness. Extraordinary tearing

Comes with special effects:

The target will be severely damaged when hit, causing continuous bleeding damage. .

He whistled and threw the domineering machete with good attributes to the ghost captain Grayson behind him. The latter was not polite and took it in his hand and waved it up and down a few times.

There are more than twenty items of this quality in the luggage in front of me.

The pirate picked up another golden, exquisite magic dagger with a tail pendant, looked at it in his hand, handed it to Ms. Natalie on the other side, and said:

"The Fang of the Mystery, a relic of the ancient Elf Empire, is definitely not as good as the Blade of the Dark Empire, but I'll make do with it for now. If I find a better one later, I'll give it to you first."

"OK."

The ship's doctor is also not polite.

Not to mention the dangers these gadgets would bring, I took them and put them on my belt.

"Garona has the potential to be a pirate. The poor Black Knight must have searched all over the place during this period to find such a small amount of treasures, but she ended up taking the pot again.

But this little thing”

Blake finally took out a complete eight-piece gray and black leather armor suit from his bag. He stroked the thing and whispered helplessly:

"Tsk, tsk, Night Killer suit."

"Forget it, let's just consider her returning the favor. Who makes me a good pirate who can't refuse a friend's request?"