Chapter 1130 226. Werewolves are hard bones

   Chapter 1130 226. Werewolves are all hard bones

  Black is planning to go to the Howling Valley to see if he can meet old Jean and beat him by the way. But it turns out that Black’s luck is really bad without the murlocs around.

  After taking Goldrinn’s job and getting permission from Luna, the pirates were about to let go and get a piece of disappointing news from Thesari Crow.

   “Gene and Darius have left Ashenvale.”

   Miss Black Crow, who ran around the Howling Valley, quickly brought back the exact news.

   On the way to the place where the werewolves were chaotic, the Black Feather Falcon folded its wings and fell from the sky, landing precisely on the arm of the smelly pirate. She said to the pirate in her mind connection:

   “I found traces of their stay in the Howling Valley, but it was already several days ago.

  I stopped by the nearby Silverwing Sentinel’s outpost, and learned from my people that five days ago, some people suspected of Jean and Darius traveled south through Ashenvale Forest to the Barrens.

  According to their speed, this will probably have caught the goblin merchant ship going back to the Eastern Continent at Thorntooth City on the coast of the Barrens. ”

   Black Crow shook Falcon’s head and said to Black:

   “The Howling Valley now has nothing of value other than a pack of wandering ancient werewolves and the wolves summoned by them.

  Those werewolves should have been accidentally summoned by Gene after getting the Moon God Scythe.

  I have to send this news back to Moonglade, even if the Luna Scythe is gone, these werewolves still need to be dealt with immediately, or Ashenvale will repeat the disaster of Gilneas. ”

   “Go.”

  Black pouted in disappointment, and said to Hisaly Black Crow:

   “By the way, make sure that the seal of the werewolf in the Emerald Dream is still strong. Genn is a warrior, he doesn’t know how to cast spells, and it is impossible for the Luna Scythe to teach him the spell to summon a werewolf.

  I doubt that those ancient werewolves broke the seal and escaped by themselves.

  Gene just took the blame.

   This is a terrible thing.

   That means that the Scytheclaw Druids from nine thousand years ago will reappear in the material world, and that idiot Genn actually brought back the ‘key’ that guided them back to Gilneas.

   This old guy thinks that his country is not ‘lively’ enough, and plans to have a wave of ultimate gu raising? ”

  The stinky pirate showed a terrible expression that couldn’t help but laugh, and he said with a pair of teeth flowers:

   “The Gilnean people have had eight lifetimes of bad luck for such a king.”

   Miss Black Crow is a little dissatisfied with the stinky pirate’s mean evaluation.

   But she couldn’t deny the fact.

  Gene Greymane is indeed fulfilling his necessary obligations as a king to his subjects, and he is really trying very hard to eliminate the werewolf disaster.

   But his luck is also really bad, and he is a little ill to go to the doctor.

  The harder you try, the more chaotic Gilneas will slide to the brink of worse.

   “You go directly to the Azshara coast to join the Naglfar.”

  Blake stroked the beautiful feathers of the Black Feather Falcon and said to Hisari, who was about to fly:

   “If they have arrived at the predetermined location, remember to ask them to summon me. I will go to the Howling Valley to see the conditions of the ancient werewolves, and I will not bother to use my own legs to cross the great forest of Ashenvale.”

“Um.”

   Miss Black Crow responded, swooped into the sky, and flew in the direction of Moonlight Woodland.

Black took his bodyguard, Tur Fury Claw, and the two continued to climb the Howling Valley in front of them talking and laughing. They soon found many signs of monster activity in this increasingly quiet jungle. .

  These are indications that this enclosed valley in the middle of Ashenvale Forest bordering Felwood Forest is definitely “lively” these days.

  This forest is inaccessible, because it was contaminated by demon blood in the battle of Satyr, so no elves live here.

  This has always been a paradise for beasts.

  Black knew that the druids of the Cenarion Order had set up a camp not far from this woodland to observe the tracks of the native beasts of Ashenvale and some of the characteristics of natural changes.

   There is also the only way to get to Felwood, where the current situation is getting more and more dangerous. And as Black and Tour got closer to the Howling Valley, the pirates soon discovered that the information reported by Thesari Black Crow was somewhat incomplete.

   The mysterious werewolves and packs of wolves entrenched in the Howling Valley should not be the main “defense problem” for the Ashenvale Sentinels at present.

   “Look at these demon corpses. Hell, there must have been a massacre here.”

   Covering his nose, Black pointed to the charred Sartre body on the ground in an abandoned and burned camp in the forest, and said to Tur Furyclaw behind him:

   “It should be the local werewolf who attacked them. I hate it.”

  The bear warrior squatted on the ground and brushed the demon corpses on the ground. He quickly discovered that these satyrs had terrifying claw marks on their bodies before they were burned.

   This proves Black’s judgment.

  These large numbers of Satyr demons who flowed from Felwood and roiled around Ashenvale were killed by werewolves.

   As the pirates and bear warriors got closer to the peaks of the Howling Valley, the more precise their grasp of the whereabouts of these local wandering werewolves became.

  Black found that these warlike and crazy werewolves did not take the initiative to attack the nearby elves’ outposts.

   On the contrary, the first thing they did after breaking the seal from the Emerald Dream and returning to the material world was to clean up the camps of several satyrs squatting near the “Wolf Howling Valley”.

   also set fire to burn everything the devil left behind.

The    werewolves did not cooperate with the Sentinels, but they did take a “kill it” attitude against the local demons.

   Counting the ruins and corpses that Blake saw in the forest all the way, in just a few days, hundreds of satyrs have died under the claws of the werewolves.

   It is estimated that the abnormal activity of these werewolves has led to the absence of large-scale demon camps near this mountain.

The fight between    werewolves and demons greatly relieved the defense pressure of the Ashenvale Sentinels.

   Those satyrs came to this area from the depths of Felwood Forest, probably to block the Ashenvale Sentinel to support the battle in Felwood Forest.

  Unfortunately, the unfortunate demons died before they succeeded.

   They didn’t know that they would run into the dark werewolves who were “training” here, and they didn’t expect that they would be harvested by their old rivals nine thousand years ago.

   But no one cares how the satyrs feel.

   They deserve to die.

   “I’m going to grab some ‘tongues’ and come back, you don’t move around here.”

   On the edge of the mountain in the Howling Valley, Black spread his perceptions to observe the quiet and cold hill in front of him. He sensed a lot of wild powers moving in it.

   He turned his head and said something to the bear warrior bodyguard. Turben thought he would go with him, but he glanced at his growing stature and could only reluctantly give up the idea.

  Narorak’s divine power, the body of the wild bear, while strengthening his strength, weakened his agility, and Tur is getting stronger and stronger, but he is no longer suitable for actions that require delicate skills.

   This made the bear warrior feel sad.

   But never mind, his brute force came in handy.

“boom”

   In less than five minutes, the stinky pirate accomplished his goal. He emerged from the quiet shadow and threw a tied little werewolf in front of Tour.

   The blood-red werewolf was struggling, but it was very uncomfortable because it was **** with special ropes by Black, and it couldn’t exert any strength at all.

   And this “Ancient Werewolf” is slightly different from the werewolves of Gilneas in appearance. Its mane is longer than that of ordinary werewolf, and its canine teeth are sharper.

  Its eyes are full of wild blood red, but strangely still retains some sanity.

   “The wolves will engulf you!”

   It roared, cursing in the old Thalassian language the unknowing human beings and the monstrous bear-men, knowing that it might not survive today.

   But it is not afraid of death, but a grinning provocation at its enemies.

  Perhaps, it wants to get a happy relief?

   But how could Big Bad Blake grant his little wish?

   “I asked it, but it didn’t want to say it.”

  The pirate leaned against the tree next to him, picked up his skull flask, and pouted at the bear warrior who stood up and moved his arms, and said:

   “It feels fearless, but I doubt it. My mighty Guard Tour, have you learned interrogation skills?”

“No.”

  The bear warrior grinned, revealing his penetrating canine teeth. He stared at the curled up werewolf, and licked his lips with a **** red tongue. Cooperating with Black, he said maliciously:

   “But am I too late to learn?”

   “Actually, the interrogation is very simple.”

  Black waved his hand and taught:

   “The principle is to use pain and humiliation to break through the psychological defenses of the tough-mouthed. You may not understand psychology, but as a **** warrior in the Temple of Fury Claws, I believe you must know how to inflict pain on the enemy.

   So, beat it up! ”

  The pirate laughed and said:

   “Beat until it’s willing to speak, don’t be afraid to waste time, we’ll be idle tonight anyway.”

  The bear warrior nodded, stretched out his hand to pick up the dwarf werewolf who was screaming on the ground, grabbed a handful of soil and stuffed it into its wolf mouth, carried it with one hand and walked into the nearby forest.

   Soon there was a sound of beating from fist to flesh, mixed with the humble howl of a werewolf, and the angry questioning of the bear warrior:

   “Speak! Speak!”

“boom”

   “You talk or not!”

“boom”

   “You are thin and small, I didn’t expect you to be tough? Say it!”

“boom”

   Seeing this scene, Blake covered his eyes in despair.

  The bear people are indeed a bunch of ramblings. They inherited the power of Ursoc, but it seems that they did not inherit the wisdom of Ursor. If you want to interrogate, you have to ask questions!

   What’s the use of just beating it?

   No question, where is the answer?

   But the pirate was in no hurry to correct Tur Ragepaw’s mistake, and he drank the wine in his hand leisurely.

   waited patiently for about 20 minutes before picking up the garland he had just woven in his hand, and walked in front of the ancient werewolf who was being “tortured” by the bear warrior.

   This guy has already been beaten by Tour’s mother who doesn’t even know him.

   But the amazing thing is that even though his nose was bruised and his face was swollen and several teeth were lost, the werewolf was still not seriously injured.

  Evidently, Tur Ragepaw knows how to inflict pain on his enemies without hurting them. He is indeed Ursoc’s chosen one, and he has reached the pinnacle of strength.

   “I ask you, did Gene Greymane summon you?”

  Black kicked the werewolf lying on the ground as a dead dog, and placed the wreath he woven on his bruised head. The latter didn’t want to answer, but when he saw the bear man clenched his fist again, he shuddered.

   hooted and said:

   “No! Weak humans are incapable of summoning powerful sickle-claw warriors. It is the wolf herder who asked us to leave the cage of dreams shattered by the invasion of nightmares and actively follow that strange human being.

The   Wolfherder believed that the chosen Gene could become the king of wolves, and he believed that Gene could free all of our compatriots from the Emerald Dream.

   He and Jean reached an agreement through the exchange of Luna Scythe! ”

  The werewolf who was afraid of being beaten didn’t want to accept Tur Ragepaw’s big memory recovery technique anymore. It couldn’t stop as soon as it opened its mouth, and said everything it knew.

   is not betraying the wolves.

  The wolf herders did not ask them to keep it a secret.

   “Wolf herder?”

  Black immediately grasped the main point of this cowardly werewolf. He kicked the werewolf and asked:

“You’re talking about Lylar Fangfire? Didn’t he call himself ‘The Wolf’? When did he get the strange name ‘Wolfherder’ again? It’s not like a name Goldrinn would give his followers. No.”

   “I don’t know either. In the past, we all respected Lord Yahuo as the ‘head wolf’, and he also recognized that honorific title, but in the last hundred years, Lord Yahuo has changed his name by himself.”

   The skinny werewolf cried a few times and said:

   “No one knows why Master Yahuo did this, but after we sensed that Genn had the Luna Scythe, Master Yahuo declared to us that the era of wolves and wolf herders was coming.

   Everyone believed in Lord Yahuo, and no one asked why.

   He asked us to follow Jean, and we followed the human. My compatriots have followed Genn to the human world, and we remain here as the wolves’ eyeliners in the elf country.

   There are also satyrs here

   They are our eternal foes, and we would gladly kill them, but not to protect the perfidious kaldorei! After killing these satyrs, we’ll leave Ashenvale and head to Mount Hyjal to find Goldrinn’s lonely shrine.

   Re-extols the prestige of the wolf god, who will once again rule the world in the dark.

   It is not yet time for Sicklepaw to fight the Kaldorei, and we have always been patient. ”

   “You guys are very ambitious.”

  Black sneered, he felt that the werewolf was quite winking, and he also got the information he needed, so he planned to release it.

   These werewolves are fighting demons

  They are not good things, but they are also forces that can be united.

   But the next second, a lightning-like thought suddenly flashed across the pirate’s mind. He grabbed the little werewolf suddenly, raised him to his eyes, and asked loudly:

   “Why did you just say you were going to Mount Hyjal?”

The    werewolf was startled, and it hooted and replied:

   “Go and find the shrine of Goldrinn, the **** of wolves, whose power we fear to renew the wolf howl that reigns over the world in the dark.”

   “That’s it, it’s not right!”

  Blake narrowed his eyes and looked at the werewolf in front of him. He said:

   “Wolfherder Lyral Fanghuo taught you this?”

  The ancient werewolf nodded, and his eyes were full of curiosity.

   It has absolutely no idea what other meanings it has in this parroted phrase. The reason why it said it is that it feels that it is very majestic.

   “Idiot!”

  The pirate saw the puzzlement and doubt in the werewolf’s eyes.

   He threw the little werewolf in his hand on the ground and explained in a vile tone:

   “Goldrinn does have a conflict with the moon god, but the wolf **** has never liked the darkness, so it will not send out the wolf howl of the returning world from the “darkness”.

   What your wolf herders asked you to do was not to find Goldrinn’s shrine.

  You idiot!

He wants you to contaminate that shrine and contaminate Goldrinn’s soul, turning it into a dark wolf god, making Goldrinn a twisted ‘Lykanthos’, and destroying the elven kingdom with uncontrolled wild beast power, Then wash the world and distort nature.

   Your wolf herders have fallen into madness, presumably having too much contact with the Void Nightmare.

He’s crazy.

   He will create a **** of darkness with his own hands!

   Gilneas is the divine kingdom on earth he chose for himself.

   Okay.

   There must be some kind of magical quality in old Jean, otherwise it can’t explain why he always encounters such unfortunate things casually? ”

   Black has bad news.

   But he was still in the mood to complain:

   “Your Majesty Jean is uneasy for not burying Gilneas completely with his own hands.”

   (end of this chapter)