Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Old Garni's request made the pirate raise his eyebrows, and he said in a suspicious tone:

"What's going on? Why did the conflict break out so quickly? The reconstruction of Stormwind City must not be completed yet, right? Why did the little king send a priest to Dusk Forest so quickly?"

"Not from that little king."

Old Garni sighed, and the brightly colored dragon shrank.

It swung its tail and said with a gloomy look:

"The old Duke brought it back.

Those priests were all apprentices, but they were very fanatical about their faith, and they were all newly baptized. It is said that it was because the little king was about to be baptized and become a Paladin, so these people who came back from northern Xinjiang had no interest in the Holy Light. Very fanatical. "

"Well, it turns out that's the case. Then you're really unlucky."

The pirate comforted him hypocritically.

Just as he was about to speak, his mind suddenly became excited. His voice rose several times and he asked:

"What did you just say? Who is going to become a Paladin?"

"That little king is the one in Stormwind City, Varian Wrynn, the adopted son of old Lothar. It is said that he is a kind-hearted person.

He just announced last month that this year's taxes would be halved, which made the entire kingdom cheer. "

Old Garni replied in a strange tone:

"What's wrong? Is there any problem with this? Don't you humans, the Holy Light, just prefer these kind people? This is much easier than the screening conditions of the Zandalari Trolls' paladins.

Although in my opinion, they all use the same power from the same source. "

"I won't mention the essence of the Holy Light, but the fact that Varian Wrynn is going to become a Paladin is enough to shock me for a whole year!"

Blake's head was hurting now, and he said:

"I knew from the beginning that there would be consequences for doing those things, but I didn't expect this retribution to come so quickly. I killed a future warrior god.

Now that the Holy Light Protector is in place, the entire plot of Stormwind Kingdom will be deleted. "

"What are you talking about?"

Old Garni swung his tail and said:

"Let me tell you, the refugees over there in the Twilight Forest are still naive and listen to my words to avoid conflicts. But I have seen too many religious fanaticisms.

Once the Holy Light Church becomes a little stronger, there will be a rebound here immediately.

The refugees were very dissatisfied with the lord's abandonment of them a few years ago, and the old Duke would recruit people to rebuild Night Town as soon as he returned, which was nothing in itself.

But if he requires the refugees to serve him for free, then...

In short, religious wars begin as soon as the first casualty occurs.

You quickly think of a solution. "

"This is simple."

Blake took out a piece of paper, scrawled a few words on it, rolled up the paper, handed it to Old Garni, and said:

"Send it to Dragonbone Harbor and give it to Red Jack. He will know how to do it. The old Pope only wants the human kingdom to rest and recuperate after the war. He will not ignore such a thing."

"This is treating the symptoms rather than the root cause!"

Old Gani's tone also became serious and he said:

"The religious leaders' words can temporarily suppress the conflict, but the conflict has not been eliminated and will break out in the future."

“We’ll talk about the rest later.”

The pirate pushed his helmet and said:

"I'm a little confused by the news you just brought. Give me some time to think about it. In addition, can you use your connections to contact Pa'ku on Zandalar Island?

Don't I have a group of troll pirates under my command? I want them to believe in Pa'ku in exchange for the blessing of the Loa, giving them the ability to shapeshift similar to a druid. "

"You are overthinking. Paku, the Lord of Winds, is one of the royal Loa!"

Old Garni chuckled a few times, seemingly mocking Blake's whims, and said:

“Do you know what a ‘Royal Loa’ is?

People have their own temples under King Rastakhan's palace.

It has no shortage of believers at all, and only the most sincere and talented ones will be given to blessings and transformations. The war druids of the trolls and the druids of the Kaldorei elves are not the same concept.

Do you really think that just any troll who gives you faith can get Paku's blessing? "

"But I really need a group of subordinates who can fly."

Blake spread his hands and said:

"All my treasures have been donated to my academy. Now I am a pauper. The goblins also need money to buy gyroplanes. Those green dwarves are famous for only looking at money and not people.

Isn't this just trying to get some leverage from Loa's Air Force?

Anyway, it’s nothing more than faith and it doesn’t cost anything.

If Paku can't do it, please introduce me to some more "enlightened" flying Loabai. "

"this."

Old Garni glanced at the letter clutched in his paws. The pirate had just done him a favor. It would not look good on his face if he tried to shirk the blame. He clasped his head with his flexible paws and said:

"There are many Loa who can fly, but there are very few Loa who are crazy and poor and just want faith. But, there are still a few who meet the conditions.

You can try to find Sirik! "

The Lesognathus blinked and whispered gossip about other loa, saying:

"Syric is famous for being careless in our circle of Loa gods. He even refuses Nazmir's group of savage blood trolls and a group of pirate trolls. It probably won't dislike them either. .

However, it is a bit difficult for Sirik to bless the transformation.

That guy is only interested in sleeping, reproduction, and blood. If your men can provide it with a lot of high-quality blood regularly, then it is not a big problem to exchange for some junior war druids who grant transformation. "

"Hmm, this is good, what else is there?"

Blake quickly wrote it down and asked again.

Old Garni clasped his chin with his paw, made a human gesture of rubbing his chin, and said:

"There is also the Bird Loa. The Zandalari trolls and other trolls from other clans have always believed that the Bird Trolls are weak, unpredictable, and difficult to maintain, so few of them believe in the Bird Loa.

There are still Amani clans that worship the dragon eagle god Galea and the eagle god Ekilson. They are all weak loa, just like me.

If you can find a shrine, they probably won't refuse.

at last."

The God of Scavengers was obviously hesitant when he said this.

It looked around and whispered:

"I know you don't care about belief in good and evil, so if you really can't help it, you can consider going to Wind Serpent Loa. But if others find out, don't say I told you.

Because of Hakkar, the trolls, as well as the Loa, now all have opinions on the Wind Serpent Loa.

It just so happens that the Drakkari trolls in Northrend have shrines to the two wind serpents, Roathalonya and Quesluen. "

"Okay, I get it."

The pirate was satisfied with this answer.

He patted Gani's illusory body and said:

"Then please help me bring a message to the Night Lord Sirik, get me some idols from him, and also say hello to my good brother Akunda for me.

By the way, would Akunda mind having more priests?

If it's still willing to bless and transform, that would be even better. "

"Ha, I knew you would definitely bully Akunda."

Old Garni's eyes widened, showing an extremely unbeatable expression, grinning and said:

"Akunda has been unlucky for many lifetimes to know you! But don't think about blessings or anything like that. Akunda is too weak. Although the group of fox people have taken care of him well, it will take several years to recover.

Oh, and one last thing.

The Snake Empire was mixed up with the goblins.

There are now many goblins at the gravel docks in the Vodun Desert. They have also built noisy factories there, saying they want to build steamships for the Serpent Empire of the Faithless.

Also, Kotek, the Great Unbeliever, had previously sent someone to mysteriously deliver some things and left Zandalar, seemingly heading to the eastern continent. "

"Really? Snake people are very wise."

The pirate gave a thumbs up and said:

"Ten thumbs up to Emperor Kotek. Just do it when you see it right. What is the demeanor of a king? Human kings really need to learn from it. Then, I will leave the matter of Suramar to you?"

"I don't guarantee I'll do a good job."

Old Gani said with a straight face:

"The situation here is different. You have to understand that I have to act secretly. The fortress full of terrible magic on the city's seaside makes me terrified.

I will only move around in this urban area full of lowly people. "

"No, no, no, your activity area is very large."

The pirates came well prepared. After hearing Old Garni's words, they immediately took out a not very precise but basically accurate topographic map of Suramar from their luggage.

He spread out the simple map in front of old Garni and the four children of the night beside him, pointed at the eleven red-crossed nodes on it, and said to them:

"These eleven places are spread throughout the Suramar Wilderness. If you search carefully in these places, you can find underground buildings left over from the Elf Empire.

There are magic devices inside that can lead directly to Suramar City, as well as underground magic network charging, so you don't need to bring your own magic power in.

This knowledge has been ignored for more than 10,000 years, resulting in those underground facilities being hidden in inaccessible places, and containing a large amount of ancient magic power that has not been mined.

The space is also quite large, enough for you to hide a huge amount of supplies, and it can be used as a backup base when necessary.

It is said that the cunning rabbit has three kilns.

I have now given you eleven candidate locations!

If you still can't make it happen, then I'll have to give up on you losers. "

The other elves were still unable to understand the significance of the map, but Old Garni, who was very good at hiding and escaping, was suddenly enlightened. He waved his paws and grabbed the map in his hand.

Now he said confidently:

"With this, I can stay in Suramar with peace of mind.

The first thing is to find them and make garbage dumps in the eleven caves. I can't appear frequently in the city, as this will attract attention.

besides

I just wanted to say it! "

Old Garni stepped on the small garbage pile under his feet very dissatisfied and said:

"Who piled this? Is it so bad that you can't even pile garbage?

A perfect garbage dump should be chaotic and clean, full of a random and uncertain mysterious temptation. No one knows what kind of sparkle can be found in such a garbage pile.

A garbage dump full of unknowns is what I like.

The next time you see something neat like this, it doesn’t deserve to be called a garbage dump. This is called a flea market!

If this happens next time, I won't come.

One last thing, you have to find a place for my heirs in the city where they can live and hunt. I hate this city. It is full of magic, but there are very few places left for nature. "

"This is simple."

The pirate snapped his fingers and said to Old Garni:

"There is a zoo outside the city promenade. It is large enough for your offspring to breed in it. There is also an 'animal star' named Elek.

It's an iron-skinned devil dragon with enhanced magic power, and its lethality is astonishing!

I really don’t know where the children of the night captured it from. "

Having said this, Blake grinned and looked up and down at Old Garni with malice.

He said:

"With your beautiful and bright appearance, if you are unlucky and caught by Elisande, she will definitely throw you into the zoo and become the next 'animal star'.

I hope it won’t be like this. You know how stingy I am. If I have to buy a ticket to see you next time, I will have no choice but to give up your good friend.

However, with your cleverness, you will definitely be able to live happily in Elisande's zoo. You don't have to forage for food. Children of the Night will come here every day and feed you all kinds of delicious food.

It's just a loss of face, but you're an animal and you don't care what this thing does, right? "

"Pooh!"

Old Gani spat, shook his head and cursed:

"You can't say anything nice, you stinking pirate with no moral integrity is the worst."

"Wait, don't leave yet, send something back for me."

Blake took out a set of Nightborne-style metal armor with sword marks from his bag. This was one of the few things that Maiev had not snatched away.

He put the strong but very light armor in his hand and touched it, and said to old Gani who looked disgusted:

"This is Suramar's most powerful magic swordsman genius. It's a lady's armor made of metal smelted from the Night Well. I can't use it, but someone can.

Send it to Nathanos for me, he knows who to give it to. "

"I am a Loa god, not a god who delivers express delivery to you!"

Old Garni complained.

He pinched his nose again, as if he couldn't stand the smell of the treasure, picked up the dark lady's armor with the tip of his tail, and glared at Black fiercely.

it says:

"Next time you ask me to give you a baby, I will send Microraptors to bite your ass! Chase and bite you! I will do what I say."

With this complaint, old Garni slipped into the smoke and disappeared.

After the smoke in the basement dissipated, the pirate looked back at the four children of the night behind him and said:

“You follow it from now on, I mean, you can continue to do what you are doing, but what it teaches you, you have to learn it carefully.

In the future, if I have orders, I will convey them through it.

It is called Gani, the god of the poor and lowly.

One of my favorite Loa, don't despise it just because it likes trash. If I were far away and learned that you were being disrespectful to my Loa friends, I would gladly punish you.

Finally, the most important point when getting along with it must be remembered!

Don't give it your baby, let alone give it money. That will make it feel like you are humiliating it. It only likes one thing, garbage.

That clean, novelty trash that can be used again by the humble.

Remember to leave your trash to it and your treasure and money to me.

In this way, both I and it will be happy, and you will also live a very comfortable life because of our happiness. Don't cause trouble for yourself, and don't cause trouble for me.

understand?

If you understand, do it!

Why are you nodding here?

Could it be that if you just nod your head, things will be done by yourself? Go quickly! Move all the magic wine you smuggled here and send it to my fleet later.

Don’t they all say that elves are smart? Would you like a little wink? "