Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 124 34. Recruitment in progress

"Where did the poison you poisoned Akunda come from?"

In the Foxman's caravan, the interrogation continued.

The noble Akunda with a complicated life experience has already given up resistance. According to what he knows about the fate of those who failed to assassinate the Loa God, he is basically doomed.

Even if the simple and honest Akunda didn't take his life, not all the sincere believers of the God of Storms are as benevolent as Loa.

Once those powerful people in Zuldazar knew what he was doing, they would never let him go.

He will die miserably under the knives of those fierce soldiers and guards of the Golden Empire.

The human pirate in front of him is his only chance to survive.

So when faced with Bu Laike's question, Zalak told the truth without much resistance.

After being beaten up all night, this miserable guy sat up cross-legged with difficulty, and whispered to the pirate:

"That is the poison of the gods from Sand Della, I bought it from those priests. Sand Della was originally a silk dancer, the god of conspiracy, and its followers are also a group of people who are afraid of chaos .

They are involved in seven out of ten crimes in Zuldazar.

They graciously sold me the venom without even asking what I needed it for.

After learning about my actions, they didn't even ask for money. Every once in a while, they would take the initiative to send new venom to Wharton. They were looking forward to my successful killing of Akunda.

But they give very little each time, and I don't have any more Sand Della venom in my hand. "

"Why did you focus on Akunda?"

Bu Laike played with the dagger and asked again:

"Akunda is a powerful loa, even if everything goes well for you, it will take many years to kill it.

If I were you, I'd go after the weak loa first.

Did you know that besides Zandalar, there are many loa gods for you to choose from. For example, in your father's hometown, there are no fewer loa gods than Zandalar.

Moreover, in the blood of the frost trolls, the blood of crime and darkness flows. Compared with the Zandalari trolls' respect for the loa god, the Drakkari troll kingdom in Northrend is naked to the loa. use.

Didn't your father tell you.

Ah, I forgot, he died before you were born.

Of course you don't know what a tyrannical, barbaric and bloodthirsty tribe your father came from, but that's not the point. "

The pirate paused, and asked in a deep voice:

"Do you know the way to capture Loa's divine power?"

"I don't know much."

When Zalak heard this question, he suddenly raised his head and glanced at the pirate.

When he saw Bu Laike's sharp eyes, he understood that the human being in front of him also had the same dark thoughts in his heart. This made Venerable Akunda grin.

he knows.

I can survive.

So in a very frank tone, he said to Bu Laike:

"The priests of Sha Della only told me how to make the loa weak, and they promised that once Akunda became weak to the extreme, they would teach me how to extract divine power.

But I don't trust those guys at all, they just treat me as an outcast.

Once I put Akunda into extreme weakness, they will come to pick peaches, I will not let them do so, I am very careful to control the dose.

Let Akunda weaken slowly and prolong this time, so that he has the capital to bargain with those silk dancer priests. "

"That's really a pity, you guys are not as valuable as I thought."

Bu Laike was a little disappointed, he glanced at Zarak and said:

"You can't stay here any longer, and be a pirate with your heart in the future. Your dark wisdom may be useful to me. Go and find Xieyan, and he will arrange a new job.

Good job, rookie. "

"Captain, although I can't provide you with a way to extract the power of the Loa, I can find you a very powerful crew!"

Zarak stood up with difficulty. He wiped the blood from his face, touched the broken fangs with some regret, and looked left and right, his face showed the expression of a standard sophomore.

He rubbed his hands and said to Bo Laike:

"Most of the Wharton Desert is a group of idiots who have been tortured and insane. Their existence is meaningless. No one cares whether they are dead or alive. Zuldazar will send 'newcomers' every month.

Most of them are not worth paying attention to.

But I know there's a guy who's really good.

He's been living here for years, and I've been following him, trying to pull him into my plans, but the guy is mentally ill, crazy.

A powerful apothecary who is said to have served Lord Zul the Darkseer, no one knows why he has gone mad.

But trust me, Captain.

If you can recruit him, it will definitely give your career a powerful boost! "

The troll was obviously using the information he possessed to show his value to the pirates and show that he was "useful".

This positive attitude made Bu Laike raise his eyebrows.

He was also interested and asked:

"Oh, there is such a character? What is that guy's name? Where is it?"

"His name is Rahnka, and he found a cave in the weathered oasis. He claims to run the only 'hotel' in the Wharton Desert. I've been there a few times."

Speaking of this, Zarak moved his body a little uncomfortable, and he said to the pirate:

"But every time I go there, I feel weird and uncomfortable. It's not a good place, but Rahnka's pharmacy knowledge should not be underestimated.

The poison I used to control the group of exiles was obtained from him, and the fruit used to poison Akunda was also processed by him.

If you think about it, it is possible for a powerful Loa God to not perceive the existence of toxins, how high his level is, so I don't need to use exaggerated descriptions. "

"Well, the Gold Tooth Gang."

The pirate suddenly got up, rubbed his forehead, and thought in his heart:

"This trip was too hasty, and I actually forgot about these guys. When I did this task chain in the game, it made me very happy.

Those guys are indeed talented. "

"Very well, I have seen your ability, you will definitely become an excellent pirate."

Laike stretched his fingers. He glanced at the scorching sun outside the caravan and said to Zarak:

"Go and have a rest, we will set off in the afternoon, to Fenghua Oasis. I can't wait, I want to meet that crazy pharmacist."

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The orcs are progressing very quickly in clearing the ruins of Atu Aman.

There are foxes who are familiar with the local terrain as guides, exiles who have been poisoned, dizzy and hard to think are used as cannon fodder, and there is also the assistance of the legendary assassin Garona.

The exile gangs entrenched in the desert ruins not far from the temple were quickly thrown into chaos.

The leader of these guys is a Sandfury troll.

This is normal.

The Sandfury trolls from the northern part of Kalimdor had originally bred and thrived in the great desert. They were probably the group of exiles who were most adapted to the environment of Wharton.

When the trolls of other clans were tortured by the desert to death, the Sandfury trolls felt as comfortable as returning home.

Under the organization of these guys, this gang of exiles is extremely powerful.

But there is really nothing in Wharton.

No matter how powerful they are, there are limits.

With too many people, the gang leader can't afford to support them. Even the magical Sandfury troll can't conjure food and water out of thin air.

In short, in the afternoon, Bu Laike was sitting in the caravan driven by Eudora himself, with the second dog leg, and when the newcomer Zalak arrived at the ruins of Atu Aman, the orcs were already cleaning up the battlefield.

"Keep the big ones and stuff them into the caravan with their hands tied! Take them to Port Zemland as cannon fodder."

Bu Laike, half hanging outside the Mercedes-Benz alpaca caravan, shouted to the black hand brothers:

"Kill the little ones!

They mean nothing to me except souls. According to the previous distribution model, the things you grab will be left for me, and the rest will be divided among you.

If you can't take it away, sell it to the Foxman, and exchange some medicine supplies. "

Although the pirate company has not yet been officially formed, Laike has begun to deal with the loot the way pirates do.

According to his request, all the plundered wealth and materials will be divided into four parts. Of course, the largest part belongs to the captain, and the second part, which is slightly smaller, is given to the two black hands brothers.

The third part is divided equally between the other orcs who followed the captain all the way to Vorton, and everyone has a share.

The last point, left to the quartermaster, is used as a reserve material for the entire pirate group.

There was no quartermaster before, but now there is, and Bu Laike left Eudora here to receive all kinds of gadgets found in the ruins.

But apart from the noisy distribution of spoils, since most of the orcs don't have magic luggage, they can only find some leather bags and other things to tie their own belongings to their bodies.

It looks like a group of beggar gang members, which really affects the image.

Although, in this desolate Wharton Desert, they have money and have nothing to spend, but everyone is very satisfied with getting the reward they deserve for their hard work.

"Mate Black Hand, you stay here and follow the fox guide to hunt down those little gangsters."

The pirate captain looked left and right, and then ordered to his first mate:

"I'll go to Fenghua Oasis to explore the road first, and I'll meet you there tomorrow. The fox people's caravan has been sold to us, so pack it for me! Pack it hard!

The more captives there are, the better.

If the number of cannon fodder is not enough, when the time comes to fight, we can only let you orcs go up. Do you know what I mean? "

The black hand brothers looked at each other and nodded in unison.

Not far away, Warlock Xieyan was also "diligently" working, and a few ravenous orcs followed him with axes on their shoulders, chopping down those skinny trolls who couldn't even be cannon fodder.

Then the warlock absorbs the soul and throws it into the soul stone as a material for casting spells.

"Ma'am, come with me."

Bu Laike called out to the shadow of the caravan, then closed the door, and the alpaca caravan was driven by the masked No. 2 dog leg, Zalak, all the way to the Windflower Oasis.

That place is the only larger oasis in the entire Wharton Desert.

All creatures, including the fox people, know that place, but unless necessary, few people will go there on their own initiative.

Because of this place, Fenghua Oasis, how should I say it?

It's a little weird.

This oasis is not big, and the alpaca caravan was parked in the center, right by the water, just enough for the alpacas pulling the cart to eat grass and drink water, while Braike and Garona, led by Zarak, walked Into the deepest part of the canyon.

Outside a cave that ordinary people can't even notice, the No. 2 dog leg stretched his voice and shouted into the cave:

"Rahnka! Are you there? I have brought a new guest to your hotel."

"Ah, there are guests?"

A strange sound resounded in the cave, and soon, a ragged Zandalari troll with madness in his eyes ran out.

He was barefoot and had a warm, eerie grin on his standard troll face.

Just like the innkeeper, inviting Laike and Garona into his cave.

As he walked, he yelled:

"Warney, Glenja, and Manzur! Stop being so lazy, quick! Wake up, we have guests! Bring out our Warlord Gift Pack and Scorpion King Gift Pack.

Guests are sure to be interested.

Alas, Zursan ran away again, I knew that guy always disliked me for not being able to find guests, but he is my best friend

Well, I wouldn't say you guys aren't good friends.

Just, hey.

Zulsan and I get along the best, as you all know. "

The troll's voice echoed in the cave, but no one answered him.

Garona glanced into the not-so-big cave, but didn't see anyone other than Raenka at all. But he did appear to be talking to the other three.

To be honest, this scene is a bit infiltrating.

"Is he really crazy? Or"

After entering Zandalar, Garona saw all kinds of strange things along the way, and her knowledge was constantly expanded, which made her not sure whether the "innkeeper" in front of her was a lunatic.

Or something else.

But she, a legendary assassin, didn't feel the existence of ghosts around her at all, so she could only turn to the "omniscient" Bu Laike for help.

But the pirate raised his finger, made a silent movement, and said in a strange, penetrating tone:

"Don't be so rude, ma'am."

"The members of the Gold Tooth Gang are looking at us. It's not a good habit to doubt the master on other people's territory."

(end of this chapter)