MTL - Ranger King of Azeroth-Chapter 726 seems to have caught a big fish

  Chapter 726 seems to have caught a big fish

  The Sholazar Basin and Un'Goro Crater are both experimental sites created by the former Titans. According to reliable sources, they seem to be made by Freya.

  The two experimental sites are connected by permanent portals. Charlemagne is going to Tanaris, so he can go to Un'Goro Crater to see the situation.

   The gate built by the Titan Guardians looks much more gorgeous than the portal of mortals. When Charlemagne and Eragon arrived at the gate, they saw a huge teleportation device emitting starlight.

  Following Freya's warning, he first put his silver left arm into the starlight, and after using Tyr's authority to obtain the qualification to use the portal, he walked in with the shrunken Eragon.

   "唰"

   When Charlemagne came back to his senses again, one man and one dragon had already arrived in a forest with similar colors but completely different scenery.

   There is also a step on the right side of the gate of the world that is obviously laid by the creation of the Titans. Charlemagne knows that this step is the Shaper's Platform leading to the top, and he has no plans to go there for the time being.

Looking at the surrounding green forest, Charlemagne rested his chin on his hand and said with great interest, "Hmm... It's amazing, I don't feel dizzy when I use the portal at all. Find time to ask Freya and the others for the reason." .”

  As soon as he came out of the hill, Charlemagne condescendingly saw the oil mining machine in the Lakali Oil Marsh below, and there were several patrol teams patrolling back and forth beside the Draenei worker who was operating the machine.

   "It seems that Garrod has kept the oil field very tight, so I will let... eh?"

  Just as Charlemagne was talking with Eragon with a smile, he suddenly and keenly felt a faint breath of life around him.

  Although the opponent is well hidden, Charlemagne can feel a place blocked out of thin air from the surrounding air flow by virtue of his own vector power.

  Continueing to chat with Eragon wrapped around his neck without looking on, Charlemagne gradually walked to the hill where he felt strange.

"Snapped!"

  Charlemagne unexpectedly reached out to grab the air beside him, and sure enough, a sharp cry came from the empty place, and then a short green-skinned figure appeared in front of Charlemagne.

   "Ah... goblin."

Charlemagne smiled contemptuously, reached out and raised the struggling ugly green skin to his height, and threatened with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "I'll give you five seconds to clarify your purpose of lurking here. "

   "5!"

   "4!"

   "Wait! Let me tell you! I am an employee of the Steamwheedle Consortium, and my boss asked me to monitor the exploitation of the oil field by these big blue men!"

  Under the threat of the breath of death, the goblin quickly revealed his intentions like falling beans.

  Charlemagne's eyes flashed a cold light, "The goblins of the Steamwheedle Consortium are still not convinced, do you want to find a way to take away the oil fields?"

   "It's recapture! This oil field was originally, uh..."

   The goblin held by Charlemagne was still about to quibble, but was stared at by Charlemagne's unemotional eyes, and soon shut his mouth knowingly.

   "It is really in line with the goblin's shameless nature to say that the unowned oil field is my own. Should I find a chance to destroy the Steamwheedle Consortium?"

  Although the goblin dared not speak due to the power of Charlemagne, the disdain in his eyes could be easily seen.

   "Hehe... Believe it or not, let's wait and see, at least you don't want Gadgetzan and Steamwheedle Port in Tanaris."

  Charlemagne threw the goblin into the sky, "Eragon, this guy is handed over to you. If he dares to struggle, you can just swallow him up."

   Eragon received the order to walk from above Charlemagne's neck and instantly grew bigger, grabbing the goblin dancing in mid-air in his hand.

   "Okay, Charlemagne, this land spirit can't escape."

   "I'm not a goblin, I'm a goblin! The powerful and rich Steamwheedle consortium... well, well, I shut up."

   Being watched by Eragon's huge head, the goblin closed his chattering mouth very wisely.

  Charlemagne didn't bother to pay attention to this guy, and directly used his authority to float in mid-air. "Let's go, let's go down and ask Jarod about the situation."

   The boundary gate of Un'Goro Crater is on a suspended platform, and it is difficult to climb up by climbing alone.

   As for this goblin? That strange ball-nosed missile-like flying machine hidden under the leaves in the distance is the answer.

  ‘Debilitated Kepa uranium rocket? It seems that this dishonest goblin is not just an ordinary employee as he said. '

  Weak Kepa uranium rocket, a mechanical flying mount made by goblin engineering. If Charlemagne's memory has not faded, he remembers that the materials of this thing are quite ridiculous, and it is not affordable for ordinary goblins.

  Of course, the spoils belonged to him now, and he was not surprised to see the look of extreme pain in the goblin's eyes when Eragon grabbed the aircraft.

  However, because Eragon wanted to catch the rocket, he had no hands to spare, so he held him in his mouth for the time being. He didn't dare to express any opinions. Who knows if Eragon would swallow himself in a bad mood.

Soon Charlemagne brought his captives and trophies to the oil field below, and the patrolling night elf soldiers quickly discovered him. The leading sentinel leader obviously recognized Charlemagne's identity, and respectfully led his men The squad saluted him.

   "Your Excellency the Regent, it's an honor to meet you. I'm the captain of the sentinel, Mu Lite."

  Charlemagne smiled gently and said, "Mullet, hello, hard work on the patrol, is Garrod here?"

   "Now, Lord Shadowsong is stationed in the cave in the Marshall camp."

  When Charlemagne bid farewell to the small patrol guards, the goblin held in Eragon's mouth looked at him with a horrified expression.

'Regent? The regent of Quel'Thalas, Charlemagne Theron, who holds an important position in the ancient oath? '

  ‘So, he was not joking when he said that he wanted to destroy the Steamwheedle Consortium just now, but he really has this strength...’

   While the goblin was frowning and rolling his eyes, Charlemagne and Eragon had already landed in the original Marshall camp. Garald didn't intend to change his name, and continued to use this name.

  When Charlemagne walked into the cave under the leadership of the guards, Garrod was observing a map on the table with the light from the crystal in the cave.

   "Yo, Jarod, what are you working on?"

"Um?"

   His train of thought was suddenly interrupted, and Jarod raised his head in surprise. He remembered that he had told him not to disturb him before, but when he saw the smiling high elf in front of him, he immediately laughed.

   "Charlemagne, you're back from Northrend, have you finished the matter?"

  Charlemagne embraced Jarod enthusiastically with open arms, and said with a smile, "Of course it's over, otherwise I wouldn't have time to come to Un'Goro. How is your side? I just saw that you seemed to be looking at a map."

  Garrod said with a wry smile, "There is no problem with the extraction of oil. The Draenei workers are very skilled. The problem is... the restless goblins of the Steamwheedle Consortium."

  (end of this chapter)