28. Disaster in the Gulf---Crow 1131 for the Silver Alliance [8/30]
The discovery of Dusk Forest is very important. It involves an "artifact" that can easily cause various disasters. If Tyrion didn't have more important things to do at this time, he would definitely supervise the entire process of searching for the artifact.
But there is too much time to do and too little time to use, so sometimes, you have to make some choices.
"Alleria, it seems that you have to stay here."
Among the foothills at the entrance to Stranglethorn Valley, Lord Darkblade held his wife's hand and whispered to her:
"The potential threat of Xal'atath is too strong. There must be someone strong enough to lead Nasa and the Watchers. Remember, don't touch it at any time! That dagger doesn't look like that.
It looks so weak on the surface."
"certainly."
Alleria nodded, pulled up the black hood behind her back and covered her hair, she said:
"I will design a trap. After the Chaldean priest comes into contact with the dagger, I will leave the Kingdom of Stormwind immediately. I will wait for you at the Dark Portal. I know that my husband is going to do a dangerous thing, but
Don’t keep me waiting too long, and no matter what happens, pay attention to safety.”
She took a step forward, hugged Tyrion, and said in his ear:
"Little Dornan is still waiting for us to go back."
At the mention of this name, Tyrion's mouth twitched:
"Okay, our daughter, I will have a good talk with her after I go back..."
A flash of yellow flashed through the dense forest behind the two of them. Tyrion looked back, reached out and patted Alleria on the shoulder, then got on his horse and waved to his wife:
"It's time for me to go, see you at the Dark Portal."
"goodbye."
Watching Tyrion disappear into the foothills of Thorn Valley, Alleria took a deep breath. Behind her, Nassa's figure emerged from the darkness, and she whispered:
"The whereabouts of Natalie Serling and her cultists have been determined. Mistress, it's time for us to start working."
"very good!"
After Tyrion left, the Blood Matron's voice became colder. She mounted her disguised skeleton horse, turned to Nasa and said:
"Then let's start driving them toward North County Abbey... I hope our Chaldean priest is ready."
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"I have never seen the relationship between two dead people be so sweet."
Chromie and Sephiel sat on a yellow magic carpet, following Tyrion, moving quickly through the dense forest of Stranglethorn Valley. Chromie, who had his hair tied in two buns, turned furtively.
Turning around, she looked at Tyrion's back and shouted loudly:
"Man, you and Alleria are a perfect match. Even death can't stop you. This is really enviable."
"There's nothing to envy."
Lord Dark Blade said without looking back:
"We just made a choice and made a sacrifice, so we deserve it, that's all."
Seeing Tyrion fall into silence again, Chromie curled his lips and said to Sephiel, who was a little uneasy next to him:
"Well, a quiet dead person is really not a good chat partner."
In the eerie silence, the scenery between the jungles flew by the group of people. The skeleton horses were tireless, and the magic carpet driven by magic did not need to rest. Therefore, they were moving very fast, and Sephiel would also
His breath spreads to the surroundings, and the majesty from the dragon makes those brainless beasts hide in the forest and tremble, and will not jump out to block their footsteps.
Half a day passed in the blink of an eye. When the sun's rays shone onto the earth along the mottled leaves of the dense forest, a magnificent stone building appeared in front of the three people. The thing seemed to have collapsed, and the surrounding
It is also shrouded in huge trees, and it is even difficult to find the road leading to it, but even so, this huge stone building still has its own majesty.
"The Gurubashi Arena is said to have been one of the wonders of the Zandalari Troll Empire thousands of years ago. Every year, troll warriors challenge beasts or fight each other in this arena. Unfortunately, that spectacle has faded.
It no longer exists.”
Sephiel knelt down on the magic carpet. She looked at the large arena in the distance and said softly:
"Now this place has been occupied by the Bleeding Ring Orcs. The orcs use this place as a warehouse and residence, and the nearby Bloodcap Troll clan is planning to take back the Arena. Soon, a fierce battle will take place here.
Already."
Chromie blinked and leaned lazily on Sephiel in a very unladylike manner. Her head was held in Sephiel's arms. In the increasingly hot weather, this
The once energetic dwarf now became weak, she said:
"The Gurubashi Arena divides the north and south of Stranglethorn Valley. Beyond that is the territory controlled by the goblins, as well as those annoying rude pirates. However, the goblins have built a large and stable road in the jungle, so next
The journey will probably end soon. We will take a boat in Booty Bay and go to Hotsand Port, which will take about 3 days."
"What I'm more curious about is why you don't use some magical magic."
Tyrion was riding on his war horse, looking at the Gurubashi Arena by the sea. He looked back at Chromie and Sephiel, and said:
"Send us directly to the Caverns of Time in the blink of an eye, I know you can do it!"
"Because there are guests waiting for us in Steamwheedle Port."
Sephiel raised his head, glanced at Tyrion, then quickly lowered his head and said:
"It's a powerful guardian of time, Kairoz, the one you told us about. His attitude is currently very ambiguous. He didn't directly say whether he would help. He just said that he wanted to meet you and us. The location is
Hotsand Port, and when the Guardian of Time has already appeared, directly appearing in the Cave of Time with an undead, this is undoubtedly a bad signal..."
"Perhaps those old-fashioned people will think that we are "abusing the power of time"."
Chromie curled his lips disdainfully:
"That is a very serious crime in the Bronze Dragon Legion, so we have to take a boat there honestly and hope to leave a good impression on him before we meet."
"Yeah, okay, I can understand."
Tyrion thought for a moment and nodded. He picked up the reins of the horse again and continued to gallop forward. Just as Chromie said, the goblins who controlled South Stranglethorn Valley built a road between the jungles and allowed the skeleton war horses to run.
The ride was smoother, and the scenery of the dense forests along the way also disappeared a lot, replaced by strange engineering equipment arranged by the goblins in the foothills.
These electrically driven equipment rattled like metal and mechanical monsters, greedily drawing the crude oil the goblins needed from the ground to power their unique steam merchant ships. These crude oil buried underground are also the source of Stranglethorn Vale.
Another reason for the rapid development of Booty Bay is that the rich man Levi Gaz was convinced that this bay contained crude oil, so he ventured from Cozan to the southern part of the mainland.
"Those are little oil pumps designed by goblins."
Chromie saw Tyrion looking at those machines from time to time, so she sat up from Sephiel's arms and said to the death knight enthusiastically:
"I secretly took a few away from the goblins' warehouses a few years ago and placed them on the beach near the Caverns of Time. Guess what I found? Oil! Black oil. Those engineering equipment are real.
They are very interesting, and their internal structure is very magical. In those years, I resold crude oil in Hotsand Port, and also made a fortune in the hands of those cunning goblins."
"Um?"
Tyrion turned to look at Chromie and asked doubtfully:
"What do you want the money for?"
"I'm a dragon, man."
Chromie patted his chest and said proudly:
"In human legends, we all sleep on piles of treasures, golden coins and gorgeous jewelry. I want to be worthy of my status..."
The blond dwarf was drooling and talking to Tyrion about his past stories, chatting enthusiastically about how he deceived those cunning goblins and made money from them, but the ending of this story was not very happy.
"I originally planned to expand my crude oil business, but unfortunately I was discovered by Queen Solidomi. The queen scolded me for polluting the environment of the Cave of Time, so I had to send those gadgets back to the goblins' warehouse.
.”
Chromie said angrily, but soon, she was in high spirits again:
"But when I went to deliver the oil pumps, I accidentally discovered the treasure house of the goblins... So I discovered another more effective way to make money."
The dwarf bronze dragon raised her finger and put a large, black, ice-crystal-like jewelry ring on her finger. She caressed her ring with fascination. When the death knight saw this scene, he felt a little inexplicable.
I wanted to laugh, so I said seriously:
"Yes, is there any business in the world more profitable than robbery?"
"Hey! Don't say it so harshly."
Chromie rolled her eyes, stared at Tyrion, and said seriously:
"I didn't get it for nothing. The owner of that treasure house, the rich man Levi Gatz, was lucky enough to escape several assassination attempts by pirates in my timeline. I have already paid for it."
"Booty Bay is here!"
Seifer pointed to the harbor entrance ahead and said to the others:
"However, there seems to be something wrong with the atmosphere..."
The death knight raised his head and saw the goblins' largest commercial city in the southern part of the continent. Treasure Bay was built in a circular valley by the sea. Apart from the ocean, the only road leading to it was the cave opened by the goblins.
.
"Every time I see it, I think the goblins have terrible taste."
Chromie stood on the magic carpet and vomited a little, and the death knight nodded. I don't know which architectural geek designed the entrance to this city. They decorated it with a huge shark's head.
Cave entrance.
The severed shark head seems to have been treated by magic and will not decay, and its wide open mouth and sharp interlocking teeth are like the door of a cave. In an emergency, the sharp teeth of this "shark door" intersect
, which ensures that no one can pass.
But for ordinary people, it is still a test of courage to walk into the city through the teeth of a shark.
The death knight took a few steps forward on his horse, his brows furrowed:
"It smells like blood... it's very strong, wait... I feel Buddy's breath."
"Who is Buddy?"
Chromie asked curiously, but Tyrion did not answer. Instead, he dismounted and quickly rushed into the passage of the shark's teeth. After spending 2 minutes walking through the dark cave, the death knight and the two bronze heads
Ms. Long stood at the upper entrance of Booty Bay. From their perspective, they could overlook most of the city.
As a commercial port, the goblins' city planning is very similar to those ports in the Age of Discovery. Bustling shops, hotels and taverns surround the inside of the crater, and are built layer by layer between the different walls of the crater.
It is crowded and vibrant, with all kinds of weird flags flying above the small houses. In the harbor inside the crater, there are nearly a hundred ships of various sizes docked.
This place should have been a prosperous and noisy scene, but now, there is a dead silence. Around those ships, the sea surface that should have been light blue has been soaked with blood and turned into a red color, exuding a rich blood.
Smell, that's the smell of death.
The city has been shrouded in death.
"Here...here, there is no one alive here."
Sephiel's eyes swept across the entire city, and she barely noticed the breath of life. She stared at Tyrion beside her, and she clenched her fists:
"What on earth did you do? Everyone here... was killed!"
"Buddy, come see me!"
Tyrion did not answer Sephiel's question. He just called his subordinate's name through the spiritual link. Soon, Buddy Moore, the death goblin dressed as a pirate, quickly appeared in front of Tyrion. He respectfully
Half-kneeling at the feet of Lord Dark Blade, he opened his arms and said in an exaggerated voice:
"Great Master, this is my gift to you..."
"A meaningless city?"
Tyrion asked coldly:
"Or is it the wealth accumulated by the goblins? I'm a dead man, Buddy, and it's no use asking for money!"
"But what about the army? Master, your knights are invincible on the land, but they are not good at sea combat. In these three years, I have been devoting myself to our great cause all the time. This is my result.
!”
The goblin stretched out his hand and pointed to several huge ghost ships in the mist outside the bay. He rubbed his hands and whispered:
"I sacked this city and killed everyone. I formed a legion for you that can march across the sea! In front of you, the sea must also surrender!"
Tyrion's eyes narrowed. He could definitely guess that this was clearly a cunning goblin trick to shift the problem, but what he said seemed to make sense, so after a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of Lord Darkblade's mouth:
"Very good, very good... You did very well, Buddy. It seems that I did underestimate you before."
"But these few ships are not enough! I want you to continue to build the Dark Blade's sea force in the future. As you said, I need a legion to roam the sea, and a real admiral, not you
