Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the dense forest of the Hinterlands, Blake is confronting the legendary assassin.

The confrontation that just happened only lasted a few seconds, but it allowed the pirates to use up all their cards, but they also failed to gain anything from Garona. The orc assassin on the treetop covered part of her body with shadow, making her look like a shadow. Same as the package.

It doesn't look very real.

It's quiet in the forest.

From the burning troll ruins not far away, one could vaguely hear the roars of human infantry as they raided in groups and slaughtered the orcs and trolls who had lost their command.

Those sounds did not disturb the atmosphere in the forest, which was neither friendly nor tense.

Faced with Garona's previous inquiry, Blake stood up straight.

He said:

I am a Kul Tiran, and I have my own responsibility for this war, but avenging King Llane Wrynn is not in my plan.

My relationship with Ms. Pasonia is not as close as you think.

We just worked together.

And I think Ms. Shore will be very happy after confirming the news that you escaped from the tribe. Maybe she will soon bring the Avengers from MI7 to the Hinterlands to complete the hunt for you.

You really pissed her off.

Facing the malice in Blake's words, Garona didn't react much.

The legendary orc assassin looked Blake up and down. After a few seconds, the orc commented neutrally without a trace of emotion:

The fleet that the tribe tried its best to put together is like a helpless child in front of Daelin. We have never seen such a powerful fleet in Draenor.

You Kul Tirans have really caused a lot of trouble for Blackhand and Orgrim.

As a Kul Tiran, I am honored to do so.

Blake chuckled.

The two fell silent again at the same time. After a few seconds, Blake took the initiative and said:

Well, the pleasantries are over, Ms. Garona, let's go back to the previous question, why are you following me?

Because of Sanxu.

Garona replied calmly:

After I escaped from Treyig's custody, I saw military reports with the same content at the human and orc headquarters. I knew that the powerful old Dahl was dead, at the hands of human assassins.

But I didn't expect that I would be able to see Sanxu in the Hinterlands.

I'm just a little curious about the assassins who can get Sankesu from Old Dar. Maybe you used some tricks to kill Old Dar, but victory is victory.

My curiosity was now satisfied.

you can go now.

Don't go to Lake Varowen. If Saurfang knows that Sanxu is in your hands, that legendary warrior will actively join the hunt for you.

And with the fighting prowess you just showed, once he catches his eye, you will be dead.

“I have heard about Varok Saurfang of the Blackstone Clan and his famous ‘death killing’. His head is very valuable on Ravenholdt’s bounty list.

Thanks for the reminder, ma'am.

Blake shrugged and said:

But something happened suddenly. I am more interested in your next actions and plans than continuing to hunt orcs in the Hinterlands. Are you going to cause trouble with Gul'dan and the Shadow Council?

Are you going to Quel'Thalas?

Garona did not answer this question, her face was expressionless. It was obvious that she did not intend to reveal her itinerary to the human counterpart in front of her.

She seemed to have lost interest in talking and turned to leave.

You shouldn't go to Quel'Thalas. Gul'dan won't stay there long.

Blake looked at her back and continued:

You are the most powerful assassin in the Shadow Council, and you were trained by Gul'dan. You should have had a hunch that Gul'dan has long lost interest in this war.

Like all warlocks, he is looking for his own interests outside of big things. He is looking for something more terrifying.

Garona's steps into the shadows stopped.

She turned around, looked at Blake without saying a word, and said:

I know Ravenholdt is very powerful, but is your intelligence capability so strong? Are there your spies in the Shadow Council? Who betrayed Gul'dan and leaked such secrets to you?

I have my own channels of information.

Blake crossed his arms and said loudly to Garona who showed interest:

The bad warlock who single-handedly led the orcs to fall and killed the world of Draenor. He gave Orgrim advice and exaggerated the weakness of the high elves.

And you have found forest trolls as allies for your warchief.

But as a spellcaster, he knows better than anyone.

With just a few vanguards in Orgrim's hands, even with the help of Zul'jin, the leader of the Amani Trolls, they would not be able to capture Silvermoon City in a short time.

Gul'dan just wanted to draw the battlefield between the Alliance and the Horde there and create an opportunity for him to escape.

That's just a trick.

If you do go to Quel'Thalas, you'll lose your last chance, and I don't mean to piss you off, but with Gul'dan holding the Orb of Overmind.

As long as you dare to show up, you are finished.

Um?

Garona's eyes became dangerous. She stared at Blake and said:

You even know about the Dominion Orb?

I know a lot of things. As I said, I have my own information channels.

Blake waved his hand, as if to whet his appetite, and said half-heartedly, half-explicitly:

I also know that part of your soul was taken out by Gul'dan when you were a child and sealed in the Orb of Dominance. This is why you are unable to resist him at all.

Gul'dan trained you with his own hands. He knows better than anyone how dangerous you are. He doesn't dare to let go of the leash around your neck. Well, let me emphasize it again.

I don't mean to anger you.

I just speak more directly.

In fact, I think he has accurately calculated all your actions. He knows that Orgrim doesn't trust him at all.

So he deliberately handed you over to the care of Orgrim's loyal subordinates and let you be tortured by them. He also knew that you could escape as long as you were given a slight chance.

As long as you escape, you will do whatever it takes to assassinate him.

Then he was easily controlled by him again.

The knife thrown out will automatically return to the owner's hand.

This time, meddling Khadgar won't be able to help you escape his control, and you'll be thrown into his dangerous plans to buy him the time he needs.

Having said this, the pirate shook his head and said:

Don't go to Quel'Thalas, go to Southsea Town.

Blake waved his hand and said decisively:

Wait patiently there for up to a month, and Gul'dan will take the initiative to send himself to you. By then, I hope your double blades will be ready for revenge and freedom.

Of course, I'm just giving you a suggestion.

After saying that, the pirate ignored Garona's answer, turned around and jumped into the shadows. Under Garona's gaze, Black quickly threw out the hook lock and walked out of the dense forest.

He didn't seem to care at all whether Garona would take his advice.

It's like, it's really just a simple suggestion.

whispering sound

The legendary half-orc assassin disappeared in the shadow of the treetops. She made a snort of disdain, not that she despised the careful logic Black had just shown.

I just simply hate the conspiracy atmosphere in those words.

She was familiar with this tone and way of speaking.

The Shadow Council where she grew up was full of such conspirators, and those clever guys would never take the initiative to reveal their intentions.

They will only say that a certain plan is good for both parties, and they will try their best to exaggerate the future that is so real that it is unimaginable.

But once you follow their steps and take the first step.

You will become cannon fodder in their hands.

Garona and Black have no friendship at all.

She doesn't intend to follow Blake's thinking. She may adopt that suggestion, but it must be a decision made by herself based on the intelligence and thinking she has collected.

She had had enough of being manipulated into mindless killings.

If she wants to gain physical freedom, she must first gain mental freedom.

Fortunately, as a legendary assassin beloved by the shadows, she has many ways to easily get enough information she needs.

——

Are you planning to interfere with the world line again?

Sephiel's voice sounded from the soul-inducing lamp, carrying a hint of worry and a hint of warning.

she says:

You are planning something dangerous. You should know how important the outcome of the Second Orc War is to the world line. This is different from your previous petty quarrels.

As long as you dare to twist in it, you will directly attract the interference of the Quicksand Scale.

No, I don't have that plan.

Blake walked quickly in the shadows and said to Sephiel:

Before I grow up enough to protect myself, I won't be stupid enough to start a war with the Quicksand Scale directly. You bronze dragons are the most annoying. It's like brown sugar. Once you get it, you can't get rid of it.

I finally managed to deal with you, a newbie, and I haven’t planned to mess with someone more difficult yet.

I just.

Change it another way.

He said:

With the help of the tide of history, I draw the nutrients I need from it. You don't have to worry about me interfering in Gul'dan's defeat. I will even take the initiative to maintain it and ensure that this inevitable fate will happen.

This is the first step.

What first step?

Seifer asked:

What on earth are you going to do?

Garona is fighting for freedom, and I am actually doing the same thing.

In the shadows, Blake stroked the soul-inducing lamp on his waist and whispered:

“In order to survive my moment of weakness, I consigned myself to a cursed fate.

Now that I have my hands free, I have to quickly think about how to get out of this mud pit before the bastards of Hades eat me dry.

Hela is not a benevolent queen. Before she is driven by her madness to destroy my 'toy', I have to find other powers that I can rely on.

Are you going to find Odin?

The young bronze dragon said in surprise:

You should know that a shadow walker like you will never be able to enter the Hall of Valor, right?

No no no.

The pirate grinned and said:

To fight against a villain who is plotting against your soul, you don't necessarily have to find an upright hero. You can find a few worse villains and 'sell' your soul to them.

As long as your soul is evil enough, interesting enough, and attractive enough, every villain wants your soul.

But only one person can do so.

Therefore, before your soul is taken away, the villains who plot against you have to fight among themselves to decide the winner. But before they decide the winner, you are absolutely safe.

Since I have become a bitch of Hades, in the eyes of the heroes, I am also one of the heinous bastards.

So, that's my plan.

???

Sephiel was filled with questions by this statement.

At first, she felt that the Derek Proudmoore in front of her must be crazy, and perhaps his resurrection from the dead had wiped out part of his sanity.

But actually, if you think about it carefully, this deviant idea is actually very practical.

At this point in time, it is difficult to find heroic forces in Azeroth that can fight against Hela and Hades, but it is not that difficult to find villains and bastards who are as fierce and evil as Hela.

There is too much hidden darkness inside and outside this world.

How the hell did you come up with this damn idea?

Seifer asked:

Who taught you that?

Uh, let me think.

Blake pretended to think for a few seconds, and then said with a nostalgic tone:

It seems like a scumbag warlock named Constantine. But compared to his 'feat' of selling his soul more than a dozen times, I'm still too young.

Fortunately, I have enough time to study.

Now that your little trouble has been solved, it’s time to use your energy on the real trouble. Hela’s matter has been delayed for too long, and her ‘blessing’ is no longer valuable to me.

It's time to kick her away.