MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 161 69. Han Han turtle is clever

   Chapter 161

  Black played two rounds of the "Blind Box" game with Kou Qiao, the sage of the ancient turtle, and was seen by the old turtle, but he did not point out Black's little trick.

   is a decisive choice to admit defeat.

   This is the wisdom of giving up.

  He got a story worth recording, and Blake got a good magic sword, a magic trinket that explained the weirdness, and a magic ring.

  This thing is made of white bones, and it has been carved out to look like a head.

   looks a bit penetrating, with a trace of coldness that penetrates into the bone marrow, especially after bringing it to the little finger, the coldness runs down the finger, and it seems to touch the soul.

  Black sat on the chair of the dock warehouse, reached out and stroked it, the character card gave the entry for this equipment:

   Hand of the Dead

  Epic Quality

   Weak Stamina

   With special effects:

When    is hit, there is a chance to provoke the nameless ghost in the ring, and release the ring of ice on the enemy within 10 yards, and its effect is always high-level magic.

   "Where did you find these goodies?"

  The pirate stroked the ring on his finger and glanced aside, where Totaka was preparing his "blind box", he seemed confident.

  Blake was not in a hurry and did not disturb the process. He looked at the collector Kojo, who was standing on the side, and asked:

   "Teach me the secret of treasure hunting?"

   "No secret."

   Koo Joe grabbed a pen with his paw and wrote and drew on the scroll he carried with him. He said without looking up:

   "As long as you live long enough.

  As long as you are always curious about new stories and the world, and keep collecting with perseverance, then I am sure that when you live to my age, you will have several times more treasures than me.

   For example, the hilt I lost to you was the one I found from a dead sea Naga when I was traveling in Nazjatar. It should be an ancient relic of the ancient elf empire.

   And that ring, I won a bet in the tavern in Boralus with an old pirate who couldn't wash his hands.

   As for the six magic packs.

   It's been a long time since I got it.

  I was a young proto-tortoise at that time. Once, when I followed my people and went to Mount Hyjal to meet the great Tortola, I passed through a forest in Ashenvale.

   Inside the Shattered Temple, I found a rotten wooden chest where I got this magic item.

  They will always appear inadvertently, and then fall into my hands, and then I will lose to you, and maybe go through a magical transfer and fall into the hands of the next person who has them.

   Maybe in the future, they will come back to me.

   Ah, thinking about it all feels like a coincidence, and a story like a legend. "

"Um."

  Blake nodded in agreement. He straightened his arms and looked at the ring on his little finger in front of his eyes. After a few seconds, he asked again:

   "Your Ancestral Turtles call themselves Tortolan, a descendant of Tortora, the demigod of the wilds of Mount Hyjal, but why did you travel all the way to Zandalar Island to make a pilgrimage to the Loa **** Toga?

   Although many people will say that the demigods of the wilderness and the gods of Loa are the same thing.

   But you and I both know that there is actually a slight difference between the two. "

   "Well, there are very few outsiders who can be so accurate about the origin of our ancestor turtle, not to mention that you are still a human who can only live for less than a hundred years.

  Your knowledge is beyond your age, and I even suspect that you may only be a half-human. Do you have blood from other races in your body?

   Or, are you a spellcaster deliberately disguised as a young man? I know your human spellcasters do this. "

   Kojo turned his head and glanced at Black, seeing the pirate shaking his head, the turtle man said in a strange tone:

   "In fact, even many Zandalar trolls think that we are descendants of the **** Toga. As for why the proto-turtles came to make a large-scale pilgrimage to Toga, instead of going to Mount Hyjal to make a pilgrimage to Tortola.

   The reason is actually very simple.

   First of all, our **** Tortola, now sleeping in the holy mountain of the night elves, has been sleeping for ten thousand years, and it plans to continue sleeping.

   It doesn't like to be disturbed by others.

   Secondly, the character of the Loa **** Toga is actually more like our ancestor tortoise. We like to collect the tradition of stories, which is learned from Toga.

  Toga is also very willing to share his stories with us pilgrims, and he prefers to hear us tell him stories.

   So the pilgrimage to Toga has become a civilized tradition of the ancestral tortoise in the past thousands of years.

at last.

   Tortola and Toga are turtles.

  The two deities met even before the War of the Ancients. "

   Kou Qiao, the turtle man, laughed and said:

   "Therefore, the pilgrimage of Toga as a deity for us proto-tortoises will not offend our primordial deities. But be careful not to be known by the night elves.

  Those careful forest elves have a bad relationship with the trolls. "

   Having said this, Kou Qiao whispered:

   "In order to prove that their birth had nothing to do with troll civilization, the night elves used a very decisive method to completely regard trolls as their old enemies.

   But both Tortola and Toga have secretly stated that the predecessors of the night elves were just a group of dark trolls who were lucky enough to approach the Well of Eternity.

  The elves have grown into lives that are completely different from the trolls under the nourishment of the eternal well water.

   But if you look closely, you will find that the ears of night elves are exactly the same as those of trolls, especially Zandalari.

  Shhh! "

  The old turtle man raised his claws and made a silent gesture to Black, he reminded:

   "These words must not be heard by the night elves. This is a taboo established by all elves."

"I'm ready."

  While Black and Kojo were happily discussing the grievances between night elves and trolls, Totaka, the leader of the ancestor turtle, was finally ready.

  He held ten tortoise shells borrowed from Kojo, stacked them in front of Black, and handed Black a magic black cloth to cover his eyes and block his vision.

  While the pirates were blindfolded, Totaka and Kojo looked at each other and made eye contact.

   In the next moment, Totaka took out another scroll with a treacherous face, tore it open in his claws, and a wave of magic power shook, shrouding this small room.

  Blindfolded, Blake immediately felt that the flow of magic power around him had been dissipated, and there was also a state of "temporarily forbidden magic" on the character card in his consciousness.

"cunning!"

  The pirate moved his body on the chair and whispered something. Totaka grinned, feeling that he was winning this time.

   But Black doesn't really care about the banishing effect.

  Reconnaissance is a skill given by character cards. It belongs to a skill of the ranger profession. It does not require magic to release. It is a concrete representation of the keen perception of ranger hunters.

  Black took a deep breath, and he spread his perception. In the gaze of the two ancestral tortoises, Black's shadow was slightly distorted at this moment.

   Shadows covered the table, and the ten tortoise shells were chosen for Black.

   The next moment, the reconnaissance was continuously thrown out.

   The "light" felt in the consciousness is no different from when the eyes are not blindfolded. Smart assassins and rangers must learn to act in the dark.

   After blindfolding, Blake even felt that his perception became a little sharper.

   "Counting from my left, the sixth turtle shell!"

   The pirate said softly with a smile on his face.

"boom"

   The ancestral turtle leader across from him slapped his paw on the table and almost scolded.

   Apparently, the pirates have chosen again.

   "Thank you boss for your generosity."

Blake laughed and took off the blindfolded cloth, reached out and took the turtle shell, put his fingers in it, and took out a half-human-high, elf-style hunting bow from the turtle shell with the effect of a magic bag. .

  Made of mahogany, the arms of the bow are carved into the shape of an eagle horn bow, which is curved like a moon.

  The bow body is only as long as Black's arm, so it is a short hunting bow, not a long bow in combat, but when held in the hand, the balance is very good.

   You only need to hold it in your hand to know that this is a good bow.

   In fact, its entry is indeed worthy of Blake's evaluation:

   Hurricane

  Epic Quality

   Extreme precision. Extreme freeze

   With special effects:

   Infuse magic power and guide a frost arrow to freeze the enemy. [Cooldown: 5 minutes]

   "Cool!"

   Black whistled.

   He is in need of such a long-range weapon that is strong enough to withstand more force.

   "Totaka, stop playing, you can't win."

   Kou Qiao sighed and whispered to his compatriots:

   "Our friend Captain Black, obviously has a natural keen sense of smell for treasures, which can only be described as treasure hunting talent.

   If you keep playing, you can only humiliate yourself. "

   "No! I don't believe it! I don't believe his luck has always been so good!"

  Totaka, the ancestral tortoise, has a very stubborn personality and fits the characteristics of their race.

   He was a little irritable, and despite Kojo's obstruction, he picked up the turtle shell again and went to prepare for the second round. Blake whistled, and he looked at Totaka's head, and he was also emotional for a while.

   Heart said that this gambling is indeed a bad habit!

  How many rich people will be like Totaka, who will lose their fortune overnight, so be warned.

  Thinking like this, Black quickly made preparations to continue winning.

   "Seventh from the left!"

   "The third one from the right!"

   "Well, this time it's more difficult. The fourth and ninth ones both smell like treasures. Which one should I choose? Emmm or the ninth one."

   After three rounds like this, Black has three more good things in his hands.

   but no longer equip weapons.

   Not every ancestor turtle has the habit of putting away weapons and armor.

   He won three protostortoise backpacks from Totaka, which is a real treat.

  Epic quality magic backpack.

   was made by the masters of mooncloth tailors of the night elves. Its capacity is twice that of the magic pattern backpack he is using now, and it is blessed by the **** Toga, which is very sturdy and stable.

   There is no risk of damage from being punctured.

   With these three large backpacks, Blake can carry the capacity of a small warehouse with him.

   "Stop playing! Totaka! You're losing everything!"

   Kou Qiao couldn't stand it any longer. He stood up to block his red-eyed compatriots, but was pushed away by the stubborn Totaka. The leader of this local ancestor tortoise would spit out a column of air when he breathed.

   He stared viciously at Blake who was changing his rucksack.

  The two claws made paw prints on the table.

   "Play again!"

He says:

   "One more game and it's over!"

   "I advise you to stop playing."

   Blake gently persuaded:

   "You don't have any more treasures in your hand that are of the same quality as my few collectibles."

   "Who said I didn't! Stop looking down on people, the collection of our ancestor turtles is unimaginable for humans like you."

   The ancestor turtle leader snorted dissatisfied, picked up ten turtle shells and went to prepare again.

  The pirate shrugged helplessly at Kou Qiao when he saw that this guy had already got his head up. The collector also looked helpless and turned to write his second story tonight.

   About how an ancestor turtle who was addicted to gambling was impoverished overnight.

   Well, this would be a great story to teach kids the right way.

   Soon, the final round of the blind box game between Pirates and Totaka begins, and as in many previous rounds, Black yawns and throws the Scout out.

   Then, in the pile of blue-green-gray, he saw a faint purple light. Without hesitation, Blake reached out and touched the turtle shell wrapped in purple light.

   intends to win one more victory.

   But when he took the tortoise shell in his hand, the irritable Totaka, and the collector Kojo, who had been quietly paying attention to this side, cheered at the same time.

   The two ancestor turtles who have been playing "Double Reed" just now, even hugged each other regardless of their previous suspicions.

   "He lost! We won! Yay!"

   (end of this chapter)