Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1406 39. Loyal Wharton, your Pirate King is back

"Ah, look at this sea, look at this day, look at this great desert, Wharton, your pirate king is back!"

In the southernmost part of the Wharton Desert on the island of Zandalar, beside the abandoned port of Zemlan, a troll pirate 7,000 years ago, on the bow of the docked Naglfar, Braike dressed as a desert prince Raising his hands high, he was cheering and saying hello to the great desert in front of him.

It can be seen that he is in a very good mood.

It is a beautiful thing to be famous and return to the place where he once fought intact, and there are friends here to welcome him, which makes Laike feel more like a "homecoming".

Although the scenery in front of me is not very good, it can even be called bad.

The port that was once full of pirate skeletons was as dilapidated as before. Obviously, the aborigines in this big desert did not plan to repair this place in the two years after Laike left.

The undead skeletons under Zemlan's command used to be all over here, and they were filled with cursed power. Now the cursed power and undead are gone, but there is only a place of wind and sand left empty.

It seemed somewhat lonely and desolate.

However, a group of snakemen and foxmen on the pier were waving flags towards the ghost ship, and some guys were shouting Laike's name, which satisfied the pirate's desire for leadership.

He stood on the bow and waved at them, then turned his head and told the ghost sailors to come to shore quickly, not to make his "loyal fans" wait any longer.

"I said, do you really want to keep that egg with you all the time?

Natalie told you, that egg won't hatch. And to be honest, if I had laid an egg out of nowhere, I'd have gotten rid of it right away.

This is proper 'black history'. "

When the boat was docking, Bu Laike looked at the first mate, Xiao Xingxing, who was holding an egg the size of a murloc's head, as if stroking some baby.

That thing is the same as the enlarged egg, oval in shape, but the outside of the eggshell is covered with tiny spikes like ice crystals, which looks very strange.

This is the egg of the blue dragons, and you can feel the magical aura lingering on the egg from a long distance.

However, the blue dragon egg in Little Xingxing's hand is somewhat "stunted", its size is far from the dragon egg in Laike's memory.

"I know it won't hatch! You don't need to repeat it."

Little Xingxing glared at Laike, and she said in a dissatisfied tone:

"But if it can't hatch, it doesn't mean it's meaningless. This is the first egg I laid as a dragon. I want to keep it and send it back to the cave in the blue habitat, as my long dragon. A memory of my life."

"To commemorate what, I think it's better to eat it!"

Fenna, the idiot next to Little Xingxing, squinted at the dragon egg, licked her lips, and said:

"I've heard people say that dragon eggs taste good and are very nutritious. I recently read a novel about knights saying that if you eat dragon eggs, you might be able to awaken something similar to the 'power of a dragon'.

You sell it to me, little star.

I promise to help you get rid of your 'black history' before tonight. "

"Don't eat it! I won't sell it either! You cold-blooded stupid lunatic warrior!"

The idiot Blue Dragon was immediately enraged.

She put her hips on her hips and yelled at Fenner, but the violent fighter grabbed her head and slammed it. In a few seconds, the two idiots were torn together and began to quarrel over the ownership of the egg.

Listening to Bu Laike's head hurts.

He decided to ignore the two thugs and concentrate on his business in Wharton.

A few minutes later, the plank of the ghost ship hit the scorching sandy pier, and Braike stepped off the ship briskly, and at a glance saw the little fox captain Yu who was riding on the coyote and whistling towards him. Dora.

Bu Laike laughed loudly and opened his hands towards Yudora. The little fox man snorted, but still rushed over in two or three steps, and hugged his dear pirate commander.

This little vulpe who sailed boldly with Bu Laike in Wharton, is now the "God of Wealth" under the stinky pirates.

The "Wharton Trading Company" commanded by Udora makes money in the South China Sea by smuggling from Kul Tiras to the Eastern Continent, and then to the triangular smuggling trade on Zandalar Island, as well as ocean trade from Booty Bay to Steamwheedle Port. Hand cramps.

Her vulpera fleet paid Tol Barad a monthly dividend that was enough for Laike and his pirates to live a happy life.

It is no exaggeration to say that the strength of the main force of the Undead Fleet in the North Sea and the joint fleet of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas is the "war loan" that Eudora, the "Trade Prince", has continuously provided them. ".

Of course, since it is a loan, it must be repaid.

After the war on the Frozen Sea is over, the Wharton Trading Company's Second Fleet will head north to open up new trade routes.

Generally speaking, the foxman captain does not have a strong sense of presence under Laike, and her faction's force value is the bottom of all pirate factions.

But she is the most important faction leader of the pirate governor Mrs. Catherine, and even in Mrs. Catherine's mansion, there is a special room for Eudora to rest every time she returns to Tol Barad to report on her duties.

"Captain, the bonfire festival of our vulper tribe is coming soon. You can rest at the Akunda Temple these days, just to experience our vulper's festival."

Eudora pushed her green pirate hat and said to Bo Laike:

"It just so happens that our fox tribes also intend to follow the example of the troll clan and elect a 'King of the Fox'. I have also signed up to participate. Maybe you will soon have an extra 'Pirate King' under your command. gone."

"Oh, that's a good feeling!"

Bo Laike grinned, rubbed his chin and whispered to Captain Vulpera:

"Come on, tell me secretly, how many of your competitors are there, and where do they live? I'll go out tonight and make sure you're 100% elected!"

"Captain, you are too bad, hahahaha."

Hearing this, the little vulture flicked her big tail and laughed flamboyantly, but she waved her hand and said like a big shot:

"No need for that, I'm a pirate too, and if I need to use this method, I'll hire someone to do it myself.

But I'm already the most famous "legendary figure" in the history of fox people, so I can't do such indecent things, so as not to fall into the trap of others.

Oh, this short history also has the advantage of a short history. Whatever you do, you can attract a group of people. "

Eudora nimbly hopped on her beloved coyote mount, whose saddle and bridle were adorned with gems and luxurious crystals. She winked and said to Bo Laike:

"In the past two years, I have pulled every available foxman from the tribe I am close to to the sea, but the business expansion of the Wharton Trading Company is too fast, and I need my timid but clever tribesmen to pay for it." I use.

There is no need to use knives in the selection among us fox people. We all have a tradition of doing business, so we must judge who is more powerful by the amount of wealth. "

"Then you won't win?"

Laike took out two bottles of wine from his luggage and threw one bottle to the little vulper. The two pirates clinked glasses and drank happily on the desolate pier, celebrating their victory in the vulper civilization in advance.

After speaking a few words with Yudora, the stinky pirate turned his gaze to the snake man next to him.

He was rather dissatisfied and said to the leaders of the snake people:

"Prophet Warwick, you are too mean. When I was still traveling in Pandaria, you brought your devout snakeman back to Vorton, and you didn't even say hello to me, and you didn't leave a word. Send me a farewell letter.

It makes me feel as if I have done something to apologize to you.”

"But we haven't really left Tol Barad, my pirate friend. The young serpents of the Pious tribe are now rooted in Tol Barad, and our people regard it as our second place." home."

Snakeman Prophet Warwick's scaly face had a bloody grin on it, and the old Snakeman stepped forward, spitting out snake letters, and hugging Laike with open arms.

He said in a hoarse voice:

"If I could, my old bones would not want to run back and forth on the sea, but the young people in the tribe can enjoy their lives and choose how to live in the future, but we, the guardians of the faith with a mission, cannot be so indulgent.

There is also the call of the mysterious mistress in the wind of Wharton.

Although the Temple of the Devout is dilapidated, it can still give us peace of mind.

We must go back to Wharton!

The cruel Emperor Kothek of the Faithless still rules over our people.

The pious snake people have found a good life, but we must not forget that our compatriots are still suffering, and those of us old snake people who have experienced suffering cannot enjoy the beauty of the distance with peace of mind.

You should already know, right?

Bu Laike, just a few days ago, Kotek brutally sacrificed the lives and souls of nearly a thousand slaves, and opened the seal under the ruins of Atu Aman.

They have not yet awakened the abominations beneath the seal, but they are preparing. "

The old snake man looked at the distant mountains in the north of the desert, and said with a worried face:

"Our informants lurking in the Empire of the Faithless have returned disturbing news that the Emperor of the Faithless is said to be aided by blood troll witch doctors from the jungles of Nazmir in our sacred Temple of Setaris A dark ceremony is held.

To tell you the truth, my nightly prayers these days lead to dark nightmares.

I dreamed of the revival of the mysterious mistress disturbed by those dark servants, the ancient gods of our snake people were tormented, and she had no peace after death

Fortunately you are here. "

The Old Snake Prophet grabbed Bu Laike's wrist, and he begged:

"I heard from Captain Eudora that you have just saved a human nation from the evil spirits of darkness, please help us too, Mr. Laike.

If we can revive our gods and our mysterious mistress or rest in peace, we will definitely find the most valuable treasure in the depths of this desert to enshrine you. "

"If you say these things, don't you think it's strange, who is the relationship between us, we have fought against Zemlan together, and we have fought against the black dragon and demons in Dalaran City.

To this day, there are still many snake people living in my fleet. "

Bu Laike patted the old snake man's greasy arm, and he said:

"Don't worry, I came to Wharton this time to solve the darkness that is growing here, and to solve all the problems.

However, the troubles faced by the snake people are only a part of the troubles faced by the entire Zandalar Island. I must first understand the situation here before I can make a more rational plan, so my friend, don't worry. "

The pirate coughed and said:

"You go to the Akunda Temple with me first, and visit the most powerful creature in this desert. I believe that my old friend Akunda will not turn a blind eye to the crisis in this desert.

Oh, right. "

Bu Laike looked back at the little fox-man Yudora who was playing with the bruised little murloc, and he asked:

"Why didn't the local tortoises come to greet me? Could it be that they thought they could ignore my majesty by hugging His Majesty Neptulon's thigh?"

"Don't embarrass the turtle man, Captain."

Eudora complained:

"The pier of the turtle people is on the other side of the Great Desert of Wharton. If you want them to cross the entire desert to meet you, it is basically equivalent to letting them die.

But my ship also docks at the tortoises' pier.

At that time, we can go to the Tortoise's place together. I heard that in the past six months, those cunning tortoises who joined the Tidal Order made a lot of money by providing escort services for the troll fleet.

Captain, you can make a fortune!

Those tortoises definitely wouldn't dare to offend you, but you are a big hit in front of the water elemental monarch. "

"Well, good idea!"

Bu Laike gave a thumbs up approvingly and shook, he said:

"I'll blackmail them another day, let's go, let's go to the Akunda Temple first."

After finishing speaking, the pirate turned his head and shouted to the ghost sailors on the ghost ship behind him:

"Hey, you guys! Take the boat to the pier of the tortoises and go around the coastline of Wharton to get to them, and collect information by the way.

Fenner, little Xingxing, stop fighting over that damned egg! Let's go, I will take you to meet my good friend Akunda, I guarantee you have never seen such a big thunder lizard.

But you will definitely like it, but you have to give yourself the name you used when you met Akunda 'Big Stupid Akunda' This name can only belong to one of you!

I think you should fight first, and whoever wins the fight will be the stupid Akunda. "

"Look! The sky! Something is coming from the sky!"

Fenner, who was "wrestling" with the little star, had sharp eyes, and at a glance she saw a huge black shadow flying from the depths of the Wharton Desert towards the edge of the desert.

He stretched out his hand and yelled over there.

Everyone on the boat and on the shore was attracted. Everyone raised their heads to look at the place, and soon saw a big burning purple bird flying across the vast flying sand.

Although the flame on that guy's body has a strange color, it is very beautiful and magnificent in itself, very much like the attitude of Hisaly Black Crow and the sky incarnation of the flame bird.

But the guy in front of him obviously has a sense of grace and luxury that neither the black crow nor the sky has. He looks like a dark and profound lady, swaying in burning high-heeled shoes.

The appearance of this strange thing made both the snake man and the fox man panic.

Apparently it wasn't the first time they had seen it in the desert, and Warwick the Snakeman Prophet grabbed Boo Laike's hand and warned:

"That's a dangerous thing!

It flew across the sea a few days ago and in the dark night, and on the night it landed in the Voldun Desert, it burned the snake people on the gravel pier to ashes, and slaughtered the troll guards who prevented it from entering the Nazmir jungle .

The loa of the Zandalari are said to be powerless against it.

We can't communicate with it at all, only know that it is very powerful and extremely unreasonable. Be careful, Bo Laike, it might be coming for us.

It may have something to do with the darkness beneath the Vol'dun Desert. "

"It was indeed born in the dark, and it was indeed coming for me."

The pirate shook his head and said to the panicked snake man and fox man:

"But don't be afraid, it is one of my own, a powerful existence that I specially invited to help the mysterious mistress. You should respectfully call her 'Ancient Venerable' or 'Master',

She does have a bad temper and is not a pleasant person to deal with. "

After speaking, Bu Laike raised his head and shouted:

"Crazy enough? Come down!"

"whoosh"

Prowling around in the sky, the huge flying bird that sprinkled purple flames on the desert on the ground saw Bu Laike. She neighed happily, folded her wings and flew down from the sky.

In the gathering flames, she turned into a mysterious female elf with a thin waist, long legs, and long purple hair. Seeing this, Laike's cheeks twitched.

Well, she finally knew that she couldn't pretend to be Queen Azshara in Azeroth, and that would bring her troubles, so she cleverly changed her face.

But Xal'atath, explain to me, what do you mean by appearing in broad daylight against Maiev's face?

Is this provocative?

Maiev is clenching his fists in the shadows behind me.

So are you turning your troubles into mine?

I owe you a beating!

(end of this chapter)