Azeroth’s Death Track

Chapter 819 18. Imperial Archaeological Observation Group

The Gate of the Creator, this is the name of the ancient ruins standing deep in the Tanaris Desert. It is located in the mountains in the center of the Tanaris Desert, the Silithus Desert, and the Un'Goro Crater. For endless years, it has been protected by a powerful ancient magic power.

As early as thousands of years ago, the expedition team sent by Feralas Feathermoon Fortress discovered this valley and the gate protected by an enchantment in the valley. During the first orc war, the legendary explorer Brian Bronzebeard also reached this valley for the first time. From the traces left by the rocks in the valley, Brian judged that this relic was very old. He exaggeratedly called it the "Gate of the Creator".

Of course, at that time, Brian had not received the letter from the mysterious "Footman", nor had he really come into contact with the mysterious "Titan", but the naming of the old dwarf reveals this fact secretly. The true face of the ruins.

This place is indeed related to the mysterious Titan. However, at this time, Brian Bronzebeard is still conducting his own exploration on the northernmost storm cliff of the Northrend continent. He has no time to come here to participate in this archaeological activity.

All the way to the west along the shrub valley, the barrier that was originally as thick as a solid rock has been completely damaged, just like a mountain wall that collapsed from the inside. The black stone almost blocked the entrance of the entire Creator's Gate, but this It was not a problem for mages and shamans. After the Titan Barrier collapsed, the forbidden area in the valley also disappeared, and the elements became active again.

With the cooperation of Luo Ning and Nobundo, this extremely complicated archaeological observation team cleared a road into the ruins in less than an hour.

After evacuating and stripping the black rock, the real "Gate of the Creator" exposed to everyone is enough to shock any explorers who enter it.

It was a huge mountain range that was forcibly cut from the center. On both sides of the rift that crossed the mountain range, there were two huge black sculptures. Judging from the position of the sculptures, it was obvious that this thing was built by a master builder on the mountain. The sculpture hammered on the wall with a hammer fits the mountain range.

And the shape of the sculpture is very weird, it looks like a huge black panther squatting on the ground, but it has a body similar to the tiger man of Draenor, with wings on its back, between the claws In the middle, holding a flaming torch high, the sculpture has an extremely serious expression on its face, its eyes are staring at the direction of the shrub valley, as if expecting to see the scenery and the world beyond the enchantment...

In short, just the Creator's Gate at the entrance of the ruins allowed the members of the archaeological observation team to see the secrets hidden under this world, and judging from the records of the night elves, it is very likely that it has been hidden for several centuries , even tens of thousands of years, but after passing through the Creator's Gate, what appeared before everyone's eyes was not a perfect world like Taoyuan Township.

On the contrary, it was a vast expanse of yellow sand, exactly the same as the great deserts of Tanaris and Silithus...Here, in this vast expanse of yellow sand, there really was a person who had never been in contact with the world. Mysterious ancient civilization?

"Look! This style of sculpture, there is no doubt that this is a new civilization that has never been discovered by the world!"

Dr. Harrison Jones, a historian and well-known archaeologist from the Kingdom of Stormwind, rode on a tall horse, and introduced excitedly to the not-so-large "investigation team" behind him:

"A sculpture of a beast we've never seen before, with the upper body resembling a humanoid, the lower body resembling a panther, and a pair of wings... Well, this may be the nature god worshiped by this civilization, maybe They or their imaginary sacred beasts... oh, and this beast guards the burning torch?"

Dr. Harrison, who was wearing a brown cowboy hat, quickly took out a notebook from his rucksack and began to write and draw while muttering something.

"They must worship the flames of nature. This is the primitive belief that all intelligent civilizations will be born. This is very likely to show that what we are about to face is an enlightened civilization that is not even inferior to ours...Of course, the most important thing is, It is very likely that they have lived in this weird seal for thousands of years, and their complete isolation from the outside world must have given them a completely different culture from ours!"

"This is so exciting!"

This doctor is probably the most professional person in this "archaeological observation team", and he is the only one who is immersed in the anticipation of the mysterious civilization that is about to meet. As for the others...even the two who just The great shaman who has integrated into the world of Azeroth can't help but cast his eyes on someone in the team.

Yes, Archmage Rhonin...

Due to the "propaganda" of a beautiful pirate lady who likes to gossip and can't keep secrets, when the team set off, the rumors about Ronin and his bad luck had become a topic of discussion when everyone had nothing to do. of new topics.

Facing this deja vu situation, the well-known "Dragon Mage" Luo Ning in the human empire felt that he seemed to have returned to the disgusting city of Dalaran, and the eyes cast around him seemed to be full of curiosity. , or with fear, or with teasing, this made Luo Ning keep a gloomy face after he set off.

He didn't want to talk... especially when he saw his apprentice, Miss Daphne Marin, left the magic carpet he was driving with the clumsy excuse of "looking for water", and the little dwarf Jindy with a look of fear mixed with excitement. When Sparks squeezed into the carriage behind, Ronin's eyes became even more gloomy.

And the instigator of all this, "Sharp Blade" Miss Catherine simply took a few of her entourages and hung far behind the investigation group.

Pirates, these are a group of lawless and extremely superstitious guys, and the smart Miss Catherine is also unavoidable, especially after witnessing the terrible consequences of Rhonin's bad luck, no matter how brave Miss Catherine is, she still intends to go on the mission Before the end, stay as far away from "Dragon Mage" Rhonin as possible.

Of course, there is another reason why Miss Catherine wants to act separately from this investigation team...

"Bud!"

The pirate lady riding behind her beloved white camel "Countess" asked in a low voice:

"Can you be sure we can make a lot of money this time?"

"certainly!"

Following Catherine, riding on the back of a black camel, the young man with three points of treachery and seven points of shrewdness stretched out his hand to put on the cowboy hat, then rubbed his hands together in a philistine manner, and turned his head to look at the "Gate of Creator" behind him. "The huge and long-standing stone statues on both sides, a flash of light flashed in his squinted eyes:

"Master in the name of the Nedlake family, boss, I just secretly looked at those two stone statues. According to my ancestral experience, those things have stood there for at least 10,000 years! That is to say, regardless of this What does civilization look like? They have all stayed in their nests for 10,000 years... In fact, "cultural relics explorers" like me agree very much with Mr. Brian Bronzebeard's words..."

"Even if I buried myself in the desert for a thousand years, I would appreciate in value...and be worth a lot!"

The young man named Bud laughed twice, and he wiped his mustache proudly:

"I can guarantee that as long as we can find more than 3 real cultural relics in the desert in front of us, we will make a solid profit this trip! And I heard that this relic is related to the mysterious "Titan". As far as I know, In recent years, the Explorers' Association has been collecting any relics related to "Titan" regardless of the cost, that is to say, that is the treasure that is really valuable."

"Come on, Bud, don't put gold on your face, what are you "cultural relic explorers", who doesn't know that the Nedlake family is a notorious cultural relic dealer in the entire South China Sea, but I have to say, your family's appraisal Technology really can be trusted."

Another very young female pirate who was with Bud, a glamorous woman whose dress was 6 points similar to Catherine's, stretched out her hand to flick her hair, and pointed out Bud's flattery of herself with a very vicious tongue, and then in Bud's Glaring, the alluring woman said to her leader:

"So, boss, you're likely to have your second ship...or even, a small fleet! Let's celebrate early!"

"Look at you, little Edalla, your little mouth can really speak! I can assure you, my friends, you will get 40% of all the spoils we got this time!"

The "sharp blade" Catherine, who was touted by her subordinates, laughed and threw a bottle of fine wine to her subordinates. These people were also friends she had met in her many years of sea (pit) robbery (abduction) career One of the few friends, they are guys who possess unique skills but are not good at fighting, and they are the same as Catherine, the flower of the South China Sea.

After all, Ms. "Blade" Catherine has never earned her reputation by force.

Riding on her own white camel, she had a sweeping view of the desert in front of her eyes. Catherine opened a bottle of wine herself, and after bragging with her subordinates, she looked back at the farther and farther behind while she was drinking. A gleam of light flashed in her beautiful eyes.

"Money? What is money..."

Catherine touched her beautiful, but wrinkled face in time, she said to herself:

"As long as the job at hand is done, the old man and I will have nothing to worry about for the rest of our lives, or even the next life... After all, that lord is very "generous" to his subordinates, and the future he promised is mine. And what the old man needs... ah, that... immortality that traps all greedy ones."

While drinking the wine, Miss Sharpen laughed at herself:

"Catherine, Catherine, you really are a greedy bastard in your bones!"

"But...who isn't?"

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"bang bang"

A low knock on the door sounded in this dim office, and after a while, a hoarse voice responded:

"Come in!"

"swish"

The door was pushed open, and the shadow of the deputy director of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau in a black uniform, the shadow of the ninth-level agent, walked into the dim office with a document, and after smelling the special smell that permeated the dim room, The shadowed eyes under the white mask became very ugly.

Regardless of the figure leaning on the office chair with her back to her, she threw the documents on the desk full of cigarette butts, then went straight to the window, stretched out her hands, and opened the heavy curtains in front of her eyes.

The next moment, arrow-like rays of light poured into this rather large office. Outside the window, the most beautiful sunset in Stormwind City was hanging in the sky, enveloping the increasingly prosperous city with that golden-red veil. middle.

"Shut it! Damn it!"

However, the behavior of the shadow caused a wave of scolding, and the hoarse voice scolded in an angry tone:

"You idiot, don't you know that vampires hate sunlight? Shut it up! Just think about me poor monster, okay?"

"Shut up, Maiev!"

Shadow turned around, and she looked at the director of the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau behind him who looked like the most decadent girl, wearing sloppy underwear, curled up on the office chair, and swallowing clouds in an extremely salty manner, Tenth-level agent Maiev Shadowsong.

The well-designed black uniform of the best warden ever was thrown on the ground casually, and it was still stained with suspicious blood. The gorgeous carpet in the whole room was full of cigarette butts, and even the carpet had been destroyed. Many black holes were burned, and there were many scattered and empty wine bottles. Judging from the labels, they were the best blood wine provided by Dark Blade Munitions for senior officers.

Maiev Shadowsong, who had been transformed into Salein by the great lord herself, faced the scolding of the shadow, she rolled her eyes, showing a disgusted expression, and put the cigarette butt in her hand on the already full of cigarette butts. He put it out in the ashtray, then stood up casually, moving his arms, not caring about his perfect body naked in front of the shadow.

After all, she was only wearing a small vest and hot pants that could hardly hide the spring, and even the neat single ponytail was split into long white hair, which was messily scattered on her smooth pale skin .

Maiev Shadowsong was born in the highborne city of Suramar. She has the blood of the highborne in her body. She is not a pure night elf, so her skin is not the charming purple of the night elves.

"What are you doing here?"

Maiev turned her back to the shadow, casually put on her dirty upper body uniform, and asked without looking back:

"What? Does our "great" high lord have any "wonderful ideas"? Who does he need me to get rid of for him? Tyrande? Fine...I'll kill her now. "

"Shut up!"

The shadow roughly grabbed Maiev's arm, dragged her into the bathroom of the office, ripped off Maiev's clothes very roughly, and pushed her into the bathroom.

Between the rushing hot water, through the frosted bathroom glass, Shadow took off his mask and looked at Maiev indifferently, while the naked Maiev also stood on the other side of the glass, using Bloody eyes stared at her, not caring that the hot blood sprayed from the nozzle wet her body at all.

"You turned me into a monster like you!"

Maiev's hoarse voice echoed in the bathroom:

"Why don't you let me die? Why don't you let me be free? You bastard! Didn't you say...you love me? Is this how you love me?"

"That was in the past, Maiev."

Shadow... No, Nasa calmly looked at her former companion, she whispered:

"Let me tell you something new, your younger brother, Garrod, just had his own sons and daughters yesterday, a pair of twins, both very cute children... your nephew and niece, shadow The new generation inheritor of the song family...do you know what name Jarod gave his daughter?"

"He called her, Maiev..."

"boom"

Maiev Shadowsong's fist hit the glass fiercely, and a shocking crack exploded on the glass. At this moment, the decadent Sallein seemed to be that terrifying warden again. The hot water dripped down from her forehead, giving the bloody eyes like a lone wolf a terrifying and astonishing murderous look, and she herself said in a voice without a trace of fireworks:

"If you dare to touch them...I will definitely kill you all!"

"Everyone!"

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