Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The evil captain, as always, ran away again after doing great things without attending the celebration banquet. Probably because Maiev has caused such a big psychological shadow on him, Blake is a little suspicious of getting good things now.

It's very much like Nekros holding the Dragon Soul.

But this time Black didn't get far.

After the ship's doctor Natalie and Arthas left, Blake confirmed that there was no one around and jumped out of the shadows.

Like a thief, he looked around in the same spot.

It didn't take long to find what I needed.

He actually didn't want to do this, but the thing he was looking for was a little more sensitive, so it was best not to let others know that it was in his hands.

Baby.

The pirate squatted alone in the darkness, picked up an irregular fragment of the dragon's soul that had been inserted into the ground with his hands, and looked at it carefully before his eyes.

This evil artifact was pierced by the broken scales of Deathwing and exploded under the attack of dragon fire. It has lost its original luster, but when you look at it carefully, you can feel a weak energy flowing in it.

It really fell apart.

But due to its original powerful power, it can still be regarded as an extremely high-quality manufacturing material after it is broken. This can be seen from its entry:

Dragon Soul Fragment

Legendary quality·Materials

Item effects:

Energy adaptation:

In the past 10,000 years, the Dragon Soul has carried the essence of the four dragon kings and part of the world authority they were given, which makes every part of this magic item possess strong energy adaptability.

Although broken, this adaptability is preserved, and it can be used as a perfect carrier of some powerful forces.

Item Description:

The true creator of Dragon Soul is still up for debate.

What is known so far is that the mysterious materials used to make the disc were found for it by its goblin servants. It is suspected that even the main body of this perfectly round artifact was made by ingenious evil goblins.

However, Deathwing did personally add evil yet beautiful rainbow magic to this disc, so it can be considered as it was made by himself.

This is exactly what I need.

Blake grinned.

He threw the small fragment of the dragon soul in his hand into his luggage, activated his endless hunting ability, and began to search for other fragments in the cave burned by dragon fire.

He hadn't forgotten to release the little fishman. This guy who was extremely good at treasure hunting looked for those scraps for him.

This live minnow is very good at it.

And the cunning Benbolba quickly figured out what Blake planned to use these scraps. It croaked and stuffed three small fragments into Blake's hand, and took out an unfinished master's seal from his luggage. Seal.

In front of Blake, he put a suitably shaped dragon soul fragment together with the seal without gems, and then handed it to Blake with a flattering look.

He also made a please help gesture to the pirate.

You are a stupid little fish-man, do you also want the Master's Seal?

The pirate sat on the stone and smoked his pipe and asked. The little fish man immediately nodded crazily, indicating that he wanted it very much. Black laughed, grinned at the little fish-man, and said:

“Put it there, and when the dean is free, ask her to make one for you.

But I don’t have much divine power poured into the ring, so if you want the full version of the Master’s Seal, you can either find something with divine power yourself, or buy it from me.

Don't worry, my dear stupid fishman, who among the two of us is following the other.

I'll give you a discount.

When Ben Bolba heard this, he stamped his feet in dissatisfaction.

It croaked and pointed at a large area behind it and retorted, meaning that it had been busy working for Blake, acting like a cow or a horse, and now it wants you to ask for divine power, but you are resisting.

Alas, there is really no sincerity at all.

But Blake no longer cared about bargaining with the little fish man, because he quickly noticed the change in the atmosphere at the entrance of the tunnel, and a guy was slowly walking over.

It was wearing a tattered bag, covering itself tightly, and moved here step by step. It looked very timid and cautious.

come over!

The pirates seemed to have anticipated this guy's appearance.

He blew out a smoke ring and shouted to the other side:

The red dragons are all rescuing their queen in the dragon's nest. The blue dragon and the green dragon are killing the orcs above. It's the safest place to go up or down. But after a while, either the orcs will withdraw, or the red dragon will send people here to patrol.

I can walk easily and no one can stop me.

But if you keep wasting your time, it’s not certain whether you can follow me. After all, I have to inspect the goods before I ‘receive’ them.

When the cautious guy heard this, he immediately threw away his disguise and ran over quickly, standing in front of Blake, rubbing his hands with a flattering look on his face.

It was grinning widely, showing a few gold-encrusted teeth, and there were not many hairs on its head. It looked really bad.

This appearance is actually quite normal.

Because this guy is a goblin. Ever since the goblin race appeared, there has been no good-looking individual.

Distinguished Lord Pirate, my name is Crisik, and I am a loyal servant of the Black Dragon Legion.

The goblin was a little uneasy and did not dare to raise his head to look at Blake, so he could only introduce himself in the most sincere voice;

Before the masters left this haunted city in the early hours of this morning, Master Onyxia told me to stay, and she said you would definitely come.

It is also said that the orc rule over this place will end today.

She said that they were going to a dangerous place, and a weak and humble servant like me couldn't go with them, but in recognition of my many years of service to the Black Dragon Legion, she introduced me to a 'new job'.

Master Onyxia says your fleet needs a Master Smelter.

Having said this, the goblin named Krishik raised his head again, blinked his eyes, straightened his back as hard as if he were applying for a job, and said with a hint of pride in his skills on his green face:

I am a smelting master myself, a distinguished pirate master.

I can smelt the best metal ingots for you, whether it is the lowest level bronze, rare adamantine mithril, or even saronite from Northrend, I will handle it.

Do you know the elemental steel armor worn by King Deathwing?

That is what we, the goblin servants of the Black Dragon Legion, are responsible for smelting, and a group of strange Drogbars are responsible for forging it.

Can you smelt source steel?

Black blinked, thinking that Xal'atas was reliable in his work.

However, he looked calm on the outside. He took out an unrefined source gemstone cluster from his bag and handed it to the goblin in front of him. He asked:

Can you handle this?

Of course, my lord.

The goblin rubbed his hands, took the gem cluster from Blake's hand, put it in front of his eyes professionally and played with it, then stretched out his fingers to tap it, and then confidently said to the pirate:

It only takes three days, my lord, I can purify all seven gems in this gem cluster for you. If you need, I can also help you change their form.

When the black dragon masters use these magical gems from the elemental realm, they will first extend their forms and then process them, so that they can be made into various forms.

Magic items, armor enchantments, and even craft powerful gem weapons!

Having said this, the goblin scratched his head and said with some regret:

But I only know how to smelt. The goblins responsible for forging weapons and storing armor blueprints are under the personal control of the dragon mother, Ms. Sinestra, and I am not familiar with them.

I also wanted to steal and borrow those precious drawings, but I was rejected by those arrogant guys.

It doesn't matter, as long as you know how to smelt.

Blake blew out a smoke ring with satisfaction and said:

I have ten boxes of Originium Ore there. You can start working on them after you go there and smelt them all into Originium Ingots. You don't have to worry about the rest.

Didn't Onyxia tell you where they were going before she left?

The master didn't say much.

Every time this goblin mentioned Onyxia, he showed a timidity. He said with some fear:

The master just said that this place is no longer safe, and they must leave before other dragons arrive. They also took away all the dragon eggs and all important things.

However, I accidentally heard the owner talking to another black dragon owner a few days ago that they might have to stay in Blackstone Mountain for a few days to rest.

Then go to a place called the Dark Portal.

It is also said that Azeroth has no place for the Black Dragon Legion. After the failure of King Deathwing, they will only die if they continue to stay here.

Are they going to Blackstone Mountain? To find Nefarian?

Blake raised his eyebrows and said:

I also want to drag the Black Dragon Prince to escape together. This will cost the whole family.

The goblin didn't answer.

It seemed to be used to being cautious and never took the initiative to discuss the affairs of its masters, but the magic eyeball on Black's shoulder flipped several times, and under the control of the pirate, it was suspended in front of the goblin.

Look up! Let me see your eyes.

Blake said something.

Krisik raised his head submissively and widened his eyes full of wisdom. Like other goblins, despite its ugly appearance, it also had a pair of eyes full of cunning.

The stinky pirate noticed a trace of confusion that could not be concealed in the depths of the eyes in front of him. There seemed to be some weird light in the depths of the goblin's pupils. If he looked carefully, there would be purple light spots dancing in them.

At first glance, it seems that the mind has been captured by void magic.

As expected of Xal'atath.

While doing things simply and crudely, he always uses the most direct method to achieve his goals. Blake doesn't have to worry about the goblin's loyalty.

A few minutes later, Black, who was enjoying dwarf tobacco in the dark, suddenly stood up. He moved his shoulders, waved to the murlocs and goblins busy in the cave, and said:

I won't look for what I can't find. The Red Dragon Queen is out of trouble. It's time for us to leave. You two come closer. I just had a new idea in the past few days. This will be a good time to test it out.

The murlocs and goblins ran over and stood next to Black. The stinking pirate radiated his connection with the shadows, just like he once led people to sneak. He opened the shadow cloak and wrapped the murlocs and goblins.

The next moment, the three guys disappeared into the cave with a whoosh.

Cool, I used to know this, but now the connection with the shadow has reached the highest level, and it is easier and more convenient to use. I decided to call it 'Shadow Curtain'.

Black stepped forward, followed closely by the fishman and goblin. The shadows within ten yards around him flowed as usual, without revealing the slightest ripple.

In the triumphant voices of the pirates, the three guys swaggered up the passage of this abandoned dwarf city and walked out of the city.

While they were leaving, the dragon's extermination of the Dragonmaw Orcs in the city continued.

The orcs were completely defeated, and coupled with the deaths of the old chief Zuluhid and the high-level warlock Nekros, they had no effective command at all.

Facing the dragon's unrestrained slaughter, these unlucky ones could only flee outside the city like headless flies, but only a small part could escape.

The rest will be buried forever in this cursed city.

Are you really not going?

Above the city, the little star carrying the blue dragon flag said to the hooded ship doctor Natalie Serling:

Being able to go to Wyrmrest Temple is a very honorable thing for mortals. Since the rise of you humans, except for Aegwynn, no one has been actively invited to attend the banquet of the dragons.

Very fun.

Thank you for the invitation, little star, but my identity is sensitive, and I don't like excitement.

Selin smiled and said:

Leave these glorious things to the young people to enjoy. Things here are over. Just send me back to Tol Barad.

That's okay too.

Little Xingxing shrugged with regret and opened a portal leading to Nathalas Academy on the spot.

When Selin was about to leave, Little Xingxing suddenly remembered something. She called out to Selin and asked her to wait a moment. She transformed into a dragon and flew to a big green dragon, chirping a few words.

A minute later, she flew back, changed back to her human form, and said to the ship's doctor:

It's done! I heard from the captain before that you have been looking for an 'Eye of Shadow' that appeared during the War of the Ancients, right? I just asked my green dragon friend to ask for it.

She said that she seemed to have seen similar things among the night elf druids. She would help you find them, and when I find them, I would send them to you.

Consider it the reward you deserve for your contribution to the Dragon Legion.

By the way, when I go back, I will tell the captain to clean up my dragon's nest in the dark forest. I am now a blue dragon hero, and neither grandpa nor the Spellweaver can control me.

After I've had enough fun at the party, I'll go back there and continue studying magic.

I haven't finished the course yet, and the exam is coming soon. I hope Dean Lanyue will make the questions simpler this time. For the sake of saving the world, I won't fail the exam this time.

Otherwise it would be embarrassing, and the bad captain would definitely laugh to death.