Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1446 79. Your Majesty, as the Lich King, it's really shameful that you don't have an admiral serving you!

The goblins of Venture Bay have suffered an indiscriminate disaster.

Under the overcast clouds, the poisonous storm that fell from the sky swept across the largest mouth of the Grizzly Hills.

Unprepared, it took only a few minutes for the shipyards and docks that the goblins had painstakingly built to be littered with poisoned corpses.

But at the request of Bu Laike, Gaboa did not kill them all.

The newborn troll pirate god "mercifully" let go of about a boat of people, did not take their lives, but blinded their eyes with poison, and sent the boats out of the frozen sea with a strong wind.

That was enough to send those who survived back to the pirate realms of the Great Sea, and spread the tales of the newborn pirate god's might and the carnage that took place in Risk Bay.

Fear and mystery are definitely the best seasonings for Legend of the Sea.

The word of mouth of these guys is enough to praise the power of Gaboa, the new loa, and on the other hand, it can once again declare the control of the undead pirates over the frozen sea.

And by the way, Laike Shaw's determination to clean up any foreign debris.

"Cool, very fierce."

After the shadow and poisonous storm, seeing Gaboa descending from the sky triumphantly and returning to the deck of the Reaper wrapped in a dark storm, Braike did not hesitate to send the great pirate's praise.

To be honest, the scene of the poisonous storm sweeping across the bay just now does have a feeling of "God's punishment".

Facing the compliments from the stinky pirates, Gaboya waved his hands modestly. He looked down at the shadows and the poisonous light wrapped in his hands, and sighed:

"Oh my god, I finally entered this realm as I wished, and my spirit has been imprinted in a higher-level space, which makes me no longer have to worry about the sudden arrival of death.

It's like being crucified on the docks of Zemland Harbor more than 7,000 years ago. It's a once in a lifetime feeling.

I should thank you, my good friend. "

With rare sincerity, Gaboya said to Bu Laike in front of him:

"Without your help, it would be really difficult for me to fulfill my ideal so smoothly. After all, it is reasonable to say that my destiny has ended long ago.

Speak.

What can my newborn god do for you? My dear asshole friend. "

Bo Laike shrugged at Gaboa's rare and genuine generosity, but he didn't make his request right away.

Because he doesn't seem to have anything that needs Gaboa's help to do it.

But everyone said so, a stingy guy offered to pay, if such a thing is refused, he will be punished by God.

"Wait first, let me see you first, stand still, don't move!"

Boo Laike blinked and dropped a scout on Gaboa, wanting to see how the power of a freshman loa differed from Gaboa's previous power.

Soon, the character entry that Gaboa just "updated" appeared in front of Laike:

Name: Calamity of the South Sea/God of Pirates of Trolls Gaboa

Race: Spawn of the Serpent/Eternal Spirit

Occupation: Level 60 Pirate Elite/Level 60 War Druid Serpent Elite/Level 60 Witch Doctor Elite

Legendary Occupation: Level 12 Elemental Lord [Flesh Form] Leader/Level 12 Pirate Lord Leader

Mythical Occupation: Level 1 Loa, Medium Divine Power

Status: Body of Loa Faith Link

Character description:

Although still as inconspicuous as before, Gaboa has indeed completed an extraordinary move. From then on, in the world and stories of mortals, those who have heard Gaboa's story talk about him every time. Always keep your voice down.

In every storm of the South Seas, those pirates would see Garboa and his ship sailing across the sky.

He has become a symbol of a natural dimension.

Whether you like it or not, you have to accept his existence.

"Well, although I don't like it, to be honest, I'm a little jealous when I see you looking so proud now."

Bu Laike was smoking a pipe, looking at the smug Gaboa beside him, he puffed out the smoke ring, curled his lips and said:

"As long as I lower my requirements a little bit, maybe I will be the first mortal pirate to get the title of 'Pirate God', but how should I put it, I don't have the habit of competing for glory with my good-for-nothing friends.

I still have a lot of precious and great things to pursue, but not being able to become a pirate god is the greatest achievement in your life.

I can't bear to take this honor away from you. "

"Hey, your words are really poisonous, you know that?"

After listening to the stinky pirate's complaints, Gaboya touched his fangs in displeasure. With his hand on the hot air machete at his waist, he said to Bu Laike in a vicious voice:

"And do you realize that you are talking to a god right now! You should pay more attention to what you should be decent! Of course, I know you are a bastard who doesn't care about etiquette, so I don't expect much from you. How respectful.

But at least when talking, you should use honorifics, right? "

"My venerable pirate god, please forgive my rudeness.

But those of us Kul Tirans who grew up watching the Navy hang pirates are just like that, and rudeness has always been our virtue, especially when the person you're talking to is a pirate. "

Facing Gaboya's humble request, Bu Laike rolled his eyes and refused resolutely. He snorted and said something weird, then turned his head to look at the frozen sea below the ship's side of the Reaper, and told Gaboya about the business:

"I know you want to thank me from the bottom of your heart, but the problem is that I don't really need you to do much for me right now.

I can let someone else do what you can easily do.

As for those things that others cannot do for you, those things that require a loa god to pay a great price, I will not throw you as cannon fodder.

You know that you owe me a big favor, so just be ready to repay the favor at any time. If something really happens, I will call you as soon as possible, and you must appear in front of me as soon as possible!

You must be quite aware of my rules of doing things. "

Bu Laike shrugged, looked at the troll pirate god next to him, the expression of the latter was not good, he complained in a low voice:

"You can't just ask me to do something for you. For example, let me run errands for you, and leave it to me to buy things, so that I can easily return your favor, okay?

You also know that for this promotion, I spent almost all of my valuables, and I am now a real pauper. "

"Then you don't deserve to call yourself a pirate god."

Bu Laike snorted, glanced at Gaboa, and said in a contemptuous tone:

"There is really no need for such a stinky pirate to exist.

Seriously, do you still want to be a pirate god in your situation? Just spread the word about your current situation, and your miserable one or two thousand believers will leave you immediately.

Now I feel more and more that I have the honor to witness the birth of the record of the shortest-existing Loa in the world.

Don't you really need me to help? Lord Gaboa, you just need to nod your head, and the loyal Bu Laike can handle this matter for you immediately, without any psychological burden at all."

"Enough! Stop your cynicism, you bastard."

Gaboa was a little angry, but in the end the troll shrugged helplessly and accepted the reality of being treated badly. No way, who asked him to spread Laike and owe him terrible favors?

"Are you sure you don't need me in the decisive battle between your undead pirates and the Alliance Navy?"

Gaboya's eyes shone with a cold light of divinity, and he asked in a gloomy tone:

"I can sneak up on them from behind, as long as you give an order, I can definitely make them come and go!"

"Can you still use them to deal with them?"

Bu Laike exhaled the smoke ring, looked up and down the confident Gaboa with strange eyes, and asked in a strange tone:

"Can you create a great storm to destroy the fleets of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas?"

"Uh, a little hanging."

Gaboa rubbed his fangs and said:

"But I can make them stray, leave them helpless in the frozen sea, and, if necessary, drown them in shadows and poisonous storms!"

"how long it takes?"

Bu Laike asked again, Gaboya grinned and said:

"Five days! I only need to prepare for five days!"

"Then you still need my people as bait to lure them into the trap? My people can lure them, why lead them into your poor trap?"

The smelly pirate kept shaking his head and said:

"This won't work, the cost-effectiveness is too low. Let me ask you again, can you protect my marines against the magical barrier of the elves, rush into Quel'Thalas and plunder?"

"Uh, this is a bit difficult."

Gaboya bared his teeth and said:

"But I can meet them outside the elf barrier! And give them intelligence support."

"If in such an operation, the Uncrowned even needs you, a foreign pirate god, to be responsible for even the intelligence work, then I will really despair of the professional capabilities of my subordinates."

Bu Laike pouted and said:

"You can't win a frontal fight, and you can't do a stealthy attack, so you'd better take a good rest, and don't bother the Pirate God with such trivial matters."

"You"

Gaboya, who was despised, broke the defense almost instantly.

The old troll grabbed Bo Laike by the collar and shouted at him:

"Which loa can do the things you mentioned by yourself? What kind of loa should I be if I can do these things alone? Bah, I think you are looking for trouble on purpose!

You bastard is deliberately embarrassing me! "

"I don't."

Bu Laike denied it categorically:

"I'm such a busy big shot, how can I have the mood and energy to joke with you, a little-known old troll? I'm just telling the truth, I don't want you to repay the debt of favor.

The main reason is that you are really too good at it. "

"Dry!"

Gaboya viciously pointed his middle finger at Boo Laike, he turned his head and sulked alone, then turned back to Boo Laike after a few minutes, and said in a helpless tone:

"Why don't you ask me to do something, otherwise I will be very uneasy.

You see, I have finally accomplished a great cause in life, and I was about to do something to show my strength, but you were contemptuous and sarcastic, which made me feel bad and have no sense of accomplishment at all.

You bastard who makes fun of other people's ideals!

If it wasn't that I couldn't beat you, I would definitely teach you a lesson! "

"Uh"

Gaboya's complaint made the pirate blink his eyes. He took off his pipe, rubbed his face, showed a serious expression, and said:

"I really didn't expect that you could elevate this matter to a level that doesn't belong to it. Okay, since the word 'ideal' has been mentioned, it would be a bit too much for me not to let you do something for me." Look down on your ideals.

My dear, Mr. Gaboya, the big villain with ideals, please help me, I am going to meet Marshal Lothar now, but I don't have a suitable means of transportation."

Speaking of this, Bu Laike reached out and grabbed the screaming sky, forced it into his pocket, coughed a few more times, and said to the newly born troll pirate god beside him:

"May I ask you to do me this favor? Use your superb sailing skills and your mighty voodoo warship to send me from here to the Lich King?"

"Of course, I'd be happy to do that."

Gaboa rubbed his hands, and the newborn pirate god smiled triumphantly. He spread his hands outward, and then aroused his divine power while closing them together, just like a child who got a new toy, summoning a more obedient creature than before. The wind element pushed the Reaper to change its course in the air, and galloped all the way towards Lothar's current position.

He could do this kind of thing before, but the power to control the storm came from Al'Akir the Wind Rider.

But now it's different!

Now he is relying on the fusion of the two powers of "Storm" and "Sailing" in the priesthood of the Pirate God to achieve this scene. Even if the Wind Rider withdraws all the elemental blessings from Gaboa, it will not be able to affect the troll. Pirates have mastered the wind and the sea.

Such power is completely owned by oneself and has no side effects.

This is the true ideal state of Gaboa.

However, it didn't take long for the old troll to be excited. When he turned around and saw Braike and Nathanos Maris chatting on the side of the ship, Gaboa suddenly came back to his senses and realized his current situation. Condition.

"Ah! Damn it!"

Afterwards, the screams and howls of the old giant demon wailing and howling wolves echoed in the clouds of the frozen sea, and the voice was full of dissatisfaction after being played with and anger of being ignored.

"My dream is not to be your driver, bastard! I have worked so hard to find the power to become a god, not to please such a humble bastard like you to go with me!

It's too much to have a noble loa sailing for you or something!

Based on the humiliation I have received, I am convinced that I have paid back your favor!

Did you hear me?

Cloth Laike!

I will send you to your destination.

But I have already repaid your favor! "

——

"Tch, what a bastard who can't take jokes."

At the edge of Zul'Drak bordering Crystalsong Forest, watching the Reaper above his head disappear into the clouds, the smelly pirate made a very disrespectful pirate gesture towards the sky, and turned back to Nassar next to him North and Sylvanas complained:

"The majestic ranger general of the human kingdom and the ranger lord of the elf kingdom are serving as my attendants, what's wrong with letting him, a little loa, drive the boat for me?

Could it be that he has been wronged? "

"Well, even if I'm an elf and the loa you're playing with is a goddamn troll, I don't think it's his fault."

Cirvanas reached out and pulled his hood, whispering:

"My mother taught me since I was a child that you don't have to respect the enemy, but you must respect the strength. Whether it is from your personal friendship with him or from his status, he should be treated better."

"You still have the face to call yourself an elf? Listen to what you have to say."

Bu Laike complained:

"I have treated a troll god too much. Shouldn't you elves applaud and let me go too far? As far as the hatred between you and the trolls is concerned, you have enough reason to do so.

Tsk tsk, I'm starting to wonder if you've had too much contact with the troll god of snow leopards, causing you to have issues with your own identity and racial identity, maybe it won't be long before my poor brother is going to have a 'troll wife ' up. "

"Shut up!"

Maris and Shiva scolded at the same time, but the pirate didn't care at all.

He sneered, looking at His Excellency Lothar the Lich King who was posing on the edge of the hill above the line of the undead army. He stretched out his hand to straighten his clothes, strode forward, and said to Lothar, who had his back turned to him:

"Good news, Your Majesty!"

"Remember when you said last time that you wanted an admiral of your own?"

"Hey, I found it for you!

Although not as powerful as Dai Lin, but I think that with the current state of the Scourge Navy that doesn't even have a few experienced sailors, you can't expect more, right? "

(end of this chapter)