Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 753 84. You want to kill me? piece of cake! As long as you fight Hae Hyun, then we are friends

"Someone is coming, in the den."

On the road to Orfa's lair on the snow-capped mountains of Drustvar, Nasa, who was wearing moonlight armor, touched the snow under her feet with her hands, and turned to face the big man who was leaning on a wooden staff and carrying a bag full of herbs. Jing Whisperer said:

"Probably the enemy. Grand Druid, didn't you say that this is the territory of two demigods? Why didn't they issue a warning? Could it be that those cultists came after them?"

"No, those villains of the sea never enter Drustvar, they know this is not their domain."

The Great Jing Whisperer was hunched over, wearing a weird shiny wooden mask. His face and age could not be seen clearly, but from the feeling alone, he should be very old.

His tone of voice was quite calm, as if there was nothing in this world that he was afraid of or flinched from.

Facing Nasa's cautiousness, the old druid's tone remained unchanged. He said:

"The demigod didn't warn you, which means that the person who came was not an enemy. Please be quiet, Lord Watcher. This is my residence. I will talk to the guests who come."

Nasa was more than four times the age of this old druid, but at this moment in the snow in the Drustvar mountains, facing the request of the Great Thorn Whisperer, it was difficult for her to refute.

Not only because this human druid, who looked old, saved her and her subordinates on a stormy night, but also because Nasa had witnessed the sight of this druid driving the power of nature with her own eyes.

He's as good as any Archdruid of the Cenarion Order.

The scene when he activated the forest even reminded Nassa of the Archdruid Malfurion Stormrage during the War of the Ancients.

Most importantly, the way of nature that the Great Thorn Whisperer followed was different from the "natural harmony" that the druids of the Cenarion Order pursued. What they pursued was "the balance of life and death."

In other words, this druid does not regard killing as a sin.

What might seem like a mere doctrinal disagreement turns out to be terrifying.

Once he sees someone as a sinner who interferes with the balance of life and death, then he can use almost unlimited natural forces to complete the reshaping of the balance.

To put it simply, the old druid in front of him is a legendary grand druid who has unlocked the "natural limiter". His destructive power is several times that of ordinary druids.

"Well, this is your domain, and my subordinates and I are just guests under your care."

Nasa stood up, and under the gaze of the Great Thorn Whisperer, she put her Moonblade back on her waist, and said:

"I just want to ask you to protect the lives of my subordinates."

"They're fine, even better than when we left."

The thorn whisperer Orfa said something calmly, then leaned on his thorn wood cane, and carried a bag that smelled of herbs, and walked towards his den.

Nasa followed behind him, her walking posture was a bit awkward, and she seemed to be limping.

It should be that the waist and abdomen were injured and he didn't have a good rest.

When the two walked into the animal den one after the other, Nasa saw her apprentices who were tied to the vines inside the animal den at a glance.

All of them were stripped of their battle armor, with only their close-fitting clothing on, and their heads were lowered, as if they had been knocked out. The two apprentices who were still fighting were hung directly above the den.

There is no doubt that this is provocation.

Nasa's hands were immediately clenched into fists. The apprentices who had been stripped of their armor and weapons gave her a strong sense of déjà vu. This was simply a replica of her embarrassing encounter in the forest outside Dalaran.

Apart from that nasty bastard, there is absolutely no other force in this world who would dare to treat the Watchers like this.

"Bu Laike Shaw! Get out!"

Nasa gritted her teeth and shouted towards the empty den.

The Great Jing Whisperer was leaning on a wooden staff. He glanced back at Nasa and asked:

"You know me, the uninvited guest?"

"Well, I know."

The watchman adjutant gritted his teeth and said:

"Not only do we know each other, but we are very familiar with him. We have dealt with him several times. He is a prisoner wanted by the watchmen. He doesn't know how to escape from the lady's pursuit, and even ran to Kul Tiras to make trouble.

I hate to be suspicious now, this guy is hired by those evil ones to come after us who are wounded.

He is a despicable assassin.

There is no moral bottom line at all, only for money. "

"Hey! Doesn't your conscience hurt when you say that about me?"

Just after Nasa finished speaking, Laike stepped out from the shadow of the flames.

He originally wanted to ambush Nasa to say "hello", but now that Nasa is following the Great Thorn Whisperer, Bo Laike knows who is in charge here.

He didn't intend to provoke Alpha the Great Thorn Whisperer, so he put away his weapon and stood out from hiding.

Holding a dwarf remote control in his hand, he waved at Nasa like a demonstration, and said:

"Sorry! I would have detonated the bomb otherwise. I planted a midget bomb in the belly of one of your six apprentices, just press the button and she will."

The pirate made a blasting motion.

With a hideous smile on his face wearing a red eyepatch, he said:

"So you'd better not make me angry, Ms. Nasa, don't speak ill of me in front of the people I visit, and honestly tell all the achievements I have made for this world."

"Grandmaster."

Nasa looked at the Great Thorn Whisperer in front of her.

The latter stretched out his hand and pushed his weird wooden mask, and said to Bu Laike slowly:

"The vitality of these six elf ladies has not weakened, but has increased a little. Did you use some kind of treatment to get them out of their pain?"

"It's just a healing stone, Master Alpha, it's the evil magic of a warlock. It extracts the life force of others and stores it. It's an evil means to save lives at critical times."

Bo Laike respected Orfa's answer, at least on the surface.

He said to the old druid:

"I visited Lord Asar and Ms. Atene before. They liked me very much and pointed me to the direction to your lair. I came here specially to visit you. The two demigods also offered to Give me a ride.

But I didn't want to offend the great power of nature, so I chose to come on foot.

It's nothing important, it's just out of respect for the elders. But unexpectedly, these watchmen were found in your den, and they must not have told you their origins honestly.

These watchmen are the darkest and coldest group of night elves!

They are the kaldorei's knives hidden in the night, bleeding from their sheaths.

In the past 10,000 years, they have committed many brutal killings all over the world, and imprisoned many lives in their dark caves.

As far as I know, the most miserable one has been imprisoned by them for 10,000 years.

And they plan to keep it closed

voila.

Ms. Natha, I will also turn black and white like you, it is very simple, and I am better than you. "

The smelly pirate nodded his chin at Nasan, waved the controller in his hand again, and said:

"Quick, apologise, or I'll explode. As a commander, I think you should occasionally think about the lives of your subordinates, they are still very young."

"They don't have the bombs in their bodies as you claim, it's just a malicious joke. As you say, Mr. Bo Laike, I'm a lonely old man.

I'm used to living alone. "

Alpha the Great Thorn Whisperer shook his head. He took off the bag full of herbs on his back, and took out a cauldron for boiling medicine from the animal den, and put it on the campfire in the cave. .

While sorting the herbs, he said:

"I don't like noise, and I don't want to be involved in the confrontation between you, so if you want to fight, go out and fight, win and come back.

Now, please be quiet.

I'm going to heal these wounded. "

The old druid exposed Bo Laike's joke.

But the pirates weren't upset either.

He just smiled and pressed the controller in his hand hard. Under Nasa's speechless gaze, the ribbon ball tied to the waist of one of the apprentices who was hanging high in the cave was detonated.

Large pieces of colorful ribbons and flower crumbs are flying everywhere in the muffled sound.

"Nice trick, the kids will love it."

The old druid who sorted the medicinal materials glanced at the colorful ribbons and flower crumbs flying in the sky, and said in a gentle tone:

"When you leave, remember to clean up my animal den, don't leave even a scrap of paper, or you won't be able to get out of this forest alive."

"It is indeed the most powerful and last Jing Whisperer Druid in our human history."

Bu Laike gave a thumbs up, sincerely praised and said:

"Speaking such ruthless words in such a gentle tone, and treating killing as a crime is not a sin, you can see that you are a real strong man.

He is so much better than those hypocritical elf druids. "

Although the pirates are so flattering.

But behind him, the sneaky little murloc had already grabbed a broom that was about the same height as it, and began to clean up the things left by the owner honestly.

As a murloc, as a beast, Benbo Erba could more clearly feel the terrifying aura emanating from the masked old man in front of him.

That's the aura that makes its scalp tingle whenever it feels it, and it doesn't want to provoke such a person.

"I want to correct your statement. First of all, I am not human."

The thorn whisperer Alfa threw the medicinal materials into his pot, and said gently:

"According to the theory of origin that you humans have studied in the past few hundred years, I belong to the intermediate product of the transition from Vrykul to human degeneration, and I am a half-Vykul.

My race is called 'Drust'.

Secondly, I am not the last Jing Whisperer in human history. "

He coughed, pointed to the south of the lair, and said:

"In the town of Arrow Valley in the south and the ruins of the ancient Golkovar, there are also some of my human students. Descendants of people living together.

They have heard the call of the wild in their veins, and have come to learn from me the ancient ways of nature, which I have imparted to them.

Together with me, they guard the cycle of life in Drustvar.

Our lives are part of this piece of nature.

So is our death.

One day my mission will end, I will return to the land where I was born, and a new Thorn Whisperer will stand up to lead them, this is the rule that all things should renew.

But that day has not yet come. "

"But you have lived for at least three thousand years. You have witnessed the entire Drust step into the natural path under the guidance of Cenarius. You have witnessed the prosperity and decline of your race.

You watched as the Drust waged and lost war against humanity.

You have witnessed the founding, development and rise of Kul Tiras.

You record everything that happened on this land, and you guard it until today. "

Laike said in an emotional tone:

"If there is an observer and recorder in the history of Kul Tiras, it must be you. As a child born on this land, I regard you as an elder and ancestor, which is a matter of course.

I have informed the demigods Athar and Atene of the evil peeping of the land by your one-time brother, the Drust King Go Laike Tul.

I have come here today to warn you of one thing, and have sought help in another.

A terrible darkness has been brewing in Kul Tiras for too long, and I am determined to dispel it. I have contacted many forces to do this together.

But still I need help from you. "

Having said that, Bu Laike raised his head, looked at Nasa, and said:

"And you, Wardens, I have learned from your apprentices about the attacks you suffered in the seas of Kul Tiras, and I know who attacked you.

I also know who captured your sister Sira Moonwarden.

What I'm telling you is that, from what I know of them, you'll have to hurry to free Sira Moonwarden, those people wield seductive power.

That is not a power that can be resisted by will or faith, it is a power from the abyss of void.

If it drags on, maybe your sister Serra will join them and become a sharp knife for them to stab you and me, which I cannot allow. "

Bu Laike paused and said:

"Temporary truce, Nasa, you poor unlucky bastard, let's join hands to deal with the cultists who attacked you, which is the source of faith on this land, the Church of the Storm and the tidesages."

"wait!"

Nasa raised her hand and made a pause. She said in a low voice under the owl helmet:

"You said that the inhuman creatures that attacked us were sent by the tidesages? How is this possible? Isn't the Church of Storms one of the orthodox beliefs of your human society?"

"I didn't say those dark creatures were sent by the tidesages."

Bu Laike corrected:

"I mean, those creatures of the abyss named Kezier are the tidesages themselves.

Their corruption is worse than you can imagine, and they are my enemies, and I can't think of anyone in this land who can capture alive a Warden as powerful as Sera Moonguard. "

"Then how do I know that you are not using us to attack your enemies?"

Nasa cautiously asked:

"There are many conflicts between you and the watchman, you have secretly learned our inheritance, and this alone is enough to make you imprisoned in the watchman's burrow forever.

Even if I am willing to truce, can you trust me as you say? "

"Hey, there are only a few conflicts between us. These are small problems. Believe me, there are some things on this land that are more important than hatred."

The pirate waved his hands, put his hands on his hips and said:

"As for whether they are the cultists who attacked you at sea, as long as you are willing to see it, I can naturally produce evidence to prove it. I don't care if you regard me as a partner or a friend or not.

As long as you are determined to attack the tidesage together with me, not to mention you just want to catch me, even if you want to kill me, we can still cooperate!

I can even accept your trial with a smile, bow my head and confess to you, and if you want, I can even sing a song for you.

I mean it, look at my sincere eyes. "

Bu Laike pointed to his blindfolded eyes seriously, then spread his hands and said:

"Of course, all of this has a premise, that is, the Church of the Storm must die!"

(end of this chapter)