"Speaking of which, why did you happen to pass by the Fire Demon King's evil ritual?"

In the air from Ulduar to the mountains of Storm Peaks, Blake sat in the cab of the Shadowsong and asked the little star sitting in the back seat, swaying left and right, curious about everything:

"Shouldn't you be taking care of the Spellweaver in Kaudala? Why do you come here?"

"Collecting Feng! Caifeng, do you understand?"

Little Xingxing consciously prevented an evil conspiracy from the King of Fire to invade the material world, so she was very excited and proud. She shook her head and said:

"I am preparing to write an adventure story that truly belongs to me, which is the love and hatred between me and the fallen Arregos. Didn't that incident happen in the Storm Peaks?

I will come here for a walk, take a look at the unique scenery, and then add it to my autobiography as an environmental description.

As a result, as I turned around, I felt an abnormal accumulation of fire elements."

Little Xingxing snorted proudly, folded her arms and said:

"It is not easy for such a huge gathering of fire elements to appear in a place like Storm Cliffs that is full of winter atmosphere. I heard that the civilization of the fire giants that once lived here has long since died, so the scorching atmosphere must not be born naturally.

So I ran over and had a look.

As a result, at first glance, it was discovered that the Black Iron Emperor was leading a group of shamans to kneel down and worship the flames, and also threw the holy objects just made by the dwarves into the flames.

I felt something was wrong right then.

So my divine soldiers appeared from the sky, using the flying thunder and the power of the powerful and righteous dragon to drive Ragnaros' power back to the dangerous realm of fire.

And that coward Thaurissan escaped while I was fighting Ragnaros' evil servants. They were riding in a dwarf drilling machine. I wasn't very familiar with those mechanical things, so I didn't catch them.

Oh, what a pity."

"Look at you, your little tail is almost raised to the sky."

Blake, who was holding a pipe in his mouth, shook his head and whispered:

"This story of yours has also been 'slightly processed' by your excellent grammar, right?

What I mean is that if the Firelord really projected his illusion into the material world, then Ulduar's defenses would be activated immediately without you.

This is essentially a 'steal' operation.

If the Fire Demon King wasn't stupid, he wouldn't have started a big fight to expose his whereabouts. I guess you would have killed at most a few lava dogs or fire demons that came to help..."

"What happened to the lava dogs? Lava dogs are also dangerous, okay?"

Little Xingxing complained unconvincedly:

"Do you know what terrible things would happen if you let a dangerous lava dog run loose in the material world? The poor farmer can't kill that dangerous thing with a pitchfork.

The flames it releases can burn down a village and kill many, many people."

"Uh, I have to remind you, little star."

Blake sighed and said:

"This is the Storm Cliffs. Based on the ecological environment here, even if a lava dog ran over, it would be treated as a delicious picnic by the dangerous creatures here.

They can't even defeat the mammoths who are at the bottom of the food chain here."

"Huh, no matter! Anyway, I saved the world from Ragnaros' evil conspiracy!"

Little Xingxing crossed her arms, closed her eyes, twisted her neck to the right, pouted and shook her hair and said:

"I'm going to write that in my book."

"Okay, okay, whatever you want, that's your story, you can write it however you want."

Blake helplessly comforted Little Xingxing like a child, and then whispered to Maiev, who was sitting in the driver's seat and searching the ground:

"If our child becomes like this in the future, I will definitely beat her."

"What nonsense are you talking about? I am a clergyman! I am also a chosen one."

Maiev suddenly blushed, widened her eyes and scolded:

"You are blasphemy!"

"What happened to the clergy?"

Blake rolled his eyes and said:

"You have kissed and hugged pirates and been lifted up. I think this is definitely not allowed in the Moon God's teachings, right? You see, if you do one wrong thing or many wrong things, you will go to hell.

It's better to do ten thousand wrong things according to your mood, and then directly become a legend in hell.

Moreover."

The pirate lowered his voice, pointed to the sky and said:

"We are in a special situation. There is someone above us protecting us. What are we afraid of?"

"Shut up, you devil."

Maiev clenched her fists.

She wanted to refute but couldn't think of a reason, because everything seemed logical if she followed Blake's evil train of thought.

The overly explicit conversation between adults also made the innocent little star in the back seat widen her eyes. She pretended not to care, whistling and looking at the scenery, but at the same time she pricked up her ears to eavesdrop on Blake and Maiev's whispers.

.

Then I exclaimed repeatedly in my heart.

Wow, the topic of having children is the first thing that comes up!

It’s so dirty and exciting, so is this the dirty world of adults?

"Hey, can you hear me? This is the Ulduar Wisdom Spark Laboratory. I am the mechanic Mimiron. I called the broken spaceship on the front line. I heard the answer!"

Just when Maiev and Black were about to have an in-depth verbal exchange of views on the issue of faith and blasphemy, a noisy voice sounded on the Shadowsong's communicator, and Mimiron's weird voice that always seemed to have a hint of comedy came out.

.

"Hey, you bastard, I was discussing the education of my children with my wife, and you interrupted this important matter! Can you choose a better time next time?"

Blake grabbed the communicator and cursed, and then there was silence for a few seconds. Then came Mimiron's nervous inquiry in a lowered voice:

"Huh? Giving birth to a child in a spaceship? Is it so hot and exciting? Ah, I have long heard that you flesh-and-blood beings are extremely dissolute in this regard and have ruined the good traditions left by the Titan Guardians.

Now it seems that is indeed the case.”

"You're crazy! You didn't say that dirty joke, it's sexual harassment! I'll sign you up with Our Lady of Purity quickly and see what's going on in your head."

Blake cursed and asked angrily:

"What's the matter? Tell me."

"Oh, I was so immersed in this dirty conversation that I forgot about the real thing."

Mimiron apologized and said again:

"That... the monitor of the Forge of Will near an exhaust outlet in the mountains was just destroyed. It should have been caused by the Dark Iron Dwarves' inferior drilling machine passing underground.

Thaurissan is in that direction, hurry up and capture him.

I would like to use this to evaluate the mental and physical effects of the Fire Lord's elemental curse on the earth spirit creations.

Oh, by the way, I just had a discussion with Ignis about the physical properties of the Hammer of the Overlord and the Scepter of Valanaar the Kings.

We pessimistically believe that if Ragnaros uses the precious Fire of Savras to destroy them, the two civilized artifacts belonging to the earth spirits and dwarves are likely to be completely damaged in a few days.

After all, it is the elemental fire that was born in the world, and its pure destructive power is no less than the flames of the Creation Furnace, so after you capture Thaurissan, you must immediately prepare to enter the realm of fire.

The dwarves were now clamoring to launch a punishment expedition, and the bellicose Odin was so angry that he even decided to personally lead the dwarves into the Fire Realm to punish Ragnaros for his desecration of the land of creation.

Leyden is calming them down."

"Okay, I understand, let them wait."

Blake hung up the communication, heaved a sigh of relief, stood up in the passenger seat, changed into the Moon Night God of War armor in a second, turned to Maiev and said:

"You take the Shadowsong back to Ulduar and give it to Mimiron. The madman said that he wants to make some modifications to the ship to adapt to the parameters of interstellar travel.

Then wait for me there."

The stinky pirate stretched out his hand, pinched Maiev's delicate chin domineeringly, and said in her ear:

"Tonight we will seriously discuss the future education of our children."

After saying that, Blake disappeared into the cockpit with a whoosh.

He stood tall in the air in the cold wind of the north. The Wind Rider Anima on his combat boots gave him the ability to ride the wind, allowing his already exaggerated speed to continue to increase in the air. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the stormy cliffs and wind and rain.

The desire to come falls into the snow.

Maiev sighed helplessly and moved the joystick to prepare to return. Then she noticed the little star in the back seat with her head lowered and her face flushed.

At this moment, the priestess was shocked.

Damn Blake!

There were kids next to me, and they actually said those damn dirty things...

"Well, little Xingxing, ahem, we don't usually get along like this, so don't think too much."
To be continued...