Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The pirate who got the good stuff walked briskly.

He led the little murloc up to the ridge of the towering church from the shadows, and walked through most of Lordain Monastery like parkour, entering the outer forest without disturbing anyone.

A large group of fierce and well-trained hounds are being led by dog ​​handlers, searching almost inch by inch for anything suspicious near the forest.

The dog trainer in command was a young man wearing red armor, carrying a war bow, and holding a long whip.

He kept waving his fingers and whip, making the surrounding hounds search the surroundings more carefully.

"Quack!"

Blake was walking in the shadows, and the little fishman on his shoulder suddenly grabbed his hair. The fishman's nostrils twitched, pointed at the hound commander, waved his paw, and barked twice.

"Can that weakling who is putting on airs have a treasure in him? It doesn't seem like it."

The pirate curled his lips and changed the direction of travel. Even though the guy was surrounded by a circle of hounds, he still couldn't escape the pirate's "hands".

Just like a breeze blowing, a perfect theft is completed.

The pirate already had an animal skin wallet in his hand.

"Done."

Blake opened his wallet in the shadows and glanced at it. He took out a dozen gold coins, took out a simple and exquisite animal bone whistle, and put it in his hand to look at it.

The character card immediately gives the entry:

Roxy's Dog Whistle

Excellent quality

use:

Summons the spirit of an elite tracking dog to fight for you for ten minutes. It can be used again after recharging.

Item description:

This was a gift that the dog handler Roxy received from his brother when he joined the monastery of Lordain. It uses the magic of the wilderness to seal the soul of his brother's first war pet after his death.

Roxy's brother hopes that his loyal war beast can protect his younger brother as well as him.

As for who the brother of young hunter Roxy is, trust me, you don't want to take the initiative to explore this secret.

"So this is what you want."

Blake tossed the dog whistle up and down and threw it to the little fishman on his shoulder. The latter held it in his paws and looked back and forth with joy, his big eyes full of love.

It likes to collect these weird things, such as the toy Super Monkey Ball, which it likes very much, and the voodoo dolls it got from the Drakkari Troll. This guy has a whole row inserted into his waist.

However, this episode did not affect the rendezvous between the pirate and Shore, who was responsible for picking him up.

They met in a hidden woodland on the outskirts of the forest, and Shaw was holding his own water bag to feed the loyal hippogryph.

He also reached out to help this powerful and loyal Hippogryph smooth the hair on his neck. When he felt Blake jumping out of the shadows, Shore looked back at him. The latter made an OK gesture, shook his shoulders and said:

"It's still the familiar feeling from before. You beat me to the punch and I'll do the dirty trick. The coordination is perfect."

"Where's the stuff?"

Shore asked, and Blake took out the bone box and threw it to him.

He took it in his hand and opened it, squinting his eyes and looking at the irregular crystal with the light of shadow suspended in it.

This thing is really weird.

It looked like a petroleum-like liquid was flowing under the crystal surface, and there was also gloomy smoke suspended from the surroundings. If you stare at it for a long time, you may even feel like a dark vortex that attracts your spirit.

"It really matches the warlock."

Shore made a heartfelt comment. He looked up and found that the pirate was holding a ball of shadow to form a dart, as if he was always ready to throw it at him.

This action made Xiao burst into laughter. He threw the box back and said:

"Do you really think that I would touch these things that are of unknown origin at first glance?"

"Be prepared. There are a lot of cheap people in this world who want to touch anything they encounter. For example, I know three bastards that make people want to knock them to death."

The pirate tossed the box in his hand up and down, curled his lips and said:

"It is no exaggeration to tell you that I am the only one in the world who can touch this thing without any harm. Anyone else who touches it will be unlucky. It carries power that should not appear in the material world."

As he spoke, Blake put his fingers into the bone box.

The moment he touched the black crystal, Miss Xalatath in his body let out a weird moan, the kind of weird screams that would make a man imagine it all when he heard it.

After calling out, she said with emotion:

"Ah, that's it! It feels so good to be close to pure void, just like the feeling that your human-tamed kittens feel when they are basking in the sun."

"I said, next time you make such a weird sound, I will throw you out. Why is your void spirit so smelly? I didn't realize you had this problem before!"

The pirate complained harshly, earning a disdainful snort from Xal'atath.

He looked up at the character card, and there were entries jumping on it:

Blazer Crystal [Atama Crystal - Brilliant Star·Void (Shadow) Form]

Legendary Quality·Legacy of Naaru [Holy Light/Void Creation]

Casting/Crafting Materials

Item effects:

1. Twins of light and shadow:

Because of the particularity of Naaru's life form, its remains also possess a special homogeneity of light and shadow. Through the intervention of external forces, the crystal can be freely converted between the two power forms of holy light and void.

This switch does not affect the power release of the crystal itself.

2. Form extension:

Atama crystal is a highly compressed energy aggregate that is not bound by material form.

Through the special skills of the manufacturing masters, the shape of the crystal can be shaped into the form they need without affecting the power of the crystal.

3. Void Overload:

The void power that this crystal can currently store has reached its limit, putting it in an [Energy Overload] state, which will cause an indiscriminate [Dark Corrosion] effect to all lives that come into contact with it except for high-level void lives.

warn!

The effects of Dark Corrosion are extremely deadly and cannot be cured, resulting in semi-permanent disability. If the strength level reaches [Demigod], or the Brilliant Star can be re-converted into the form of holy light, it can be exempted from or cured of this effect.

Item description:

This once-dazzling crystal is one of the seven ancient crystals of the Draenei. It comes from the remains of the "Holy Naaru" Ture after he sacrificed his life against the Void Demigod for the survival of the world.

It itself is the most extreme incarnation of the source of Holy Light.

It was accidentally acquired by a high-ranking warlock in the Shadow Council during the war between the orcs and the draenei.

He contaminated this crystal in the temple of Karabor, a place of despair that was destroyed by war in Shadowmoon Valley, and transformed all its majestic power of holy light into the dark and shapeless power of the void.

But Warlock's dark pollution was too "successful", causing the shadow power of the Atama Crystal to be so powerful that he could not control it himself, and could only carry it with him as a dark artifact.

On the night when the orcs fled in the Burning Steppes, this lucky warlock unfortunately encountered Grand Duke Alexandros Mograine when he was out "hunting".

That's the whole story.

This item description made the pirate look happy.

He pinched the shadow crystal in his hand on his fingertips, gently extracted a trace of void magic power, and converted it into a weaker shadow magic power through Xalatath's void power, as if all five fingers were wrapped in dark light.

"What are you going to do with it?"

Shaw cautiously took a step back. He didn't want to have anything to do with the weird thing that looked like it was covered in "venom".

“I’m going to do a lot of things with it, it’s going to be put to good use in my hands, and when I’ve squeezed out the last bit of its value, I’m going to give it back.

Or pass it on to someone who needs it more. "

The pirate shrugged, looked at Xiao meaningfully, and said:

"If your paladin little king needs it then, remember to prepare money in advance. For your sake, I can give him a discount.

But I am also a person with status, so I will not even look at a transaction that is less than one million gold coins. "

He took out the Skull of Gul'dan from his bag, and as Shore watched, he stuffed the Shadow Crystal into the skull.

The moment the two came into contact, the alchemical symbols left on the surface of Gul'dan's Skull when it was repaired by Dean Blue Moon lit up like lights.

The skull that was "violently destroyed" by Illidan requires a lot of shadow magic to be repaired. Once the shadow crystal is obtained, it can be used as a "battery".

Blessed by the dark power of this shadow crystal, the Skull of Gul'dan quickly returned to legendary quality.

"I don't think my king, who is a paladin, would need such an evil thing that was born in the abyss at first sight."

Shore replied.

But although he didn't care on the surface, he secretly kept this matter in his heart. He knew that his pirate brothers would never target without aim, and there might be a day in the future when he would really need it.

"They're coming. Let's get there quickly. It's not good to arouse suspicion."

Blake threw the Skull of Gul'dan embedded in the Shadow Crystal back into his bag, and glanced at the mountains in front of the Lordaen Monastery behind him. The circling and hissing of the hippogryph above his head meant that the convoy was approaching its destination.

"One more thing."

Xiao took a step forward and seemed a little embarrassed, but after hesitating for a few seconds, he still whispered:

"Do me a favor."

"Just tell me."

Blake was amused by Shore's gesture. He put his arm around Shore's shoulder and said:

"Who among us is following whom? Why are we still acting like a little girl?"

"You really deserve a beating."

The leader of MI7 cursed in a low voice, took a deep breath, and stated his request:

"As my relationship with the shadows deepened, I began to understand your previous actions of constantly searching for good weapons. I consulted with the forge masters in Ironforge, and they told me that good weapons are not difficult to find.

But if you want a shadow blade that can improve as your strength increases and grow with you, you can only cast it yourself.

I hope."

"This is such a big deal. Looking at the way you are struggling, I thought you wanted me to help poison your grandma. I won't do such an unscrupulous thing."

Blake understood immediately.

He took out the broken source material crystal that he found in the Black Dragon Holy Land in Dragonblight from his luggage, threw it to Xiao, and said:

"Collect these gems from the members of the Black Dragon Legion. The first stage requires 333 gems, no more and no less. Come to me after you collect them all, and I will tell you how to create a real assassin artifact.

This is a good thing I originally wanted to keep for myself. "

Blake took out the wine bottle from his waist, took a sip into his mouth, patted Shore on the shoulder and said:

"But since you need it, just take it and use it."

"I took it, what do you do?"

Xiao Er touched the crystal in his hand and asked,

This question made the pirate laugh. He took out the warp cutter from his bag, waved it up and down in his hand, and said:

"Don't worry about me as a poor guy who doesn't have a single legend about you. You only have ten silver coins in your hand, and you can't understand my idea of ​​having tens of thousands of gold coins in your hand to squander.

I don't lack one or two of those. "

"Although what you said makes me want to punch you, thank you."

Xiao put away the discarded crystal in his hand, stretched out his hand to straighten the collar that was messed up by Blake, and said softly.

There was no one behind him.

A pirate's farewell is always like this, coming and going quietly.

——

Early on the first morning, Blake just stretched out of his room, beating his legs and complaining. Last night, I pretended to follow the Pope and prayed most of the night in the cathedral, which almost broke his legs.

I really don’t know how the old man persisted?

"Mr. Black!"

He had just taken a sip of wine when he heard a cry of joy.

Looking back, she saw little Gianna jumping towards her, with little Arthas following her like a follower.

"Don't play with me all the time, little girl. I know I'm popular, but I'm really not a good person."

The pirate took out the dwarf pipe and held it in his mouth. He made a stop motion towards Jaina and pointed at the four children playing on the lawn of the cathedral in front of him.

He said:

“Why not go play house with your friends around your age?

I think it's definitely interesting. Well, look at little Lisa, she attracted Renault's attention at such a young age, and she will definitely be a beauty when she grows up. "

"They're so stupid, still playing the Crusaders game at this age."

Jaina held on to the shiny hailstone hilt she was cleaning on her waist, raised her head and said to Black:

"My mentor asked me to learn magic knowledge from you these days. He said I can learn many excellent spellcaster qualities from you."

"Want to learn from me? Okay."

Blake blew out a smoke ring, took out a large pile of homework from his bag, handed it to little Gianna, whose face changed slightly, and said:

"Take it and write it. Bring it to me in three hours."

"Do all your tutors at Nathalas Academy only give homework?"

The little mage pouted dissatisfiedly and said:

"I see that little Xingxing wakes up early in the morning and is studying the test papers. Will this really not cultivate a group of question-answers with rich theoretical knowledge?"

"No, we have no concerns about that."

The pirate replied seriously:

"Each student at Nathalas Academy has four practical classes a week, two field trainings a month, and a small-scale magic war once every three months.

Trust me, little Gianna.

Students in our college do not have the opportunity to become ‘question writers’. Those idiots who only learn by cramming will basically not survive the first three months after entering school.

But it doesn't matter. Even if you become a ghost, you can still continue to complete your studies.

Oh, His Royal Highness Prince Alsace is frightened?

Do you want to come to our college for an on-site inspection and experience teaching? "

"You are taking human life lightly!"

Little Alsace raised his head and said something.

"No, the disclaimer signed when enrolling is used at this time."

The pirate waved his fingers, tilted his head, rubbed his fingers, and said:

“Little Gianna is going to the library to do her homework!

Since the little prince has doubts about the teaching model of Nathalas Academy, come here and I will explain it to you in detail and 'guide' your martial arts skills.

Is this scary?

Don't worry, little one, I'm only using one hand. "

"Who's afraid of you! Just come!"

Fifteen minutes later, Blake, who was in a particularly happy mood, took a relaxed pace and slipped into the armory area where high-ranking knights lived without anyone watching.

He pushed open a door and glanced inside. The next moment, the eyes of the four knights moved over at the same time.

"Hey, Lord Turalyon, I've been meaning to ask you before."

Blake looked at the youngest paladin with strange eyes, and he said with a gloating tone:

"Your riding posture was a bit awkward before. Were you beaten by some terrible woman in Dalaran? Don't stare at me so angrily.

I warned you before, I've done my best, right? "