Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1450 83. Malak, this is how my prophet in black realizes his destiny!

Outside Gudak, the ancient city of the troll king, the Lich King's legion has surrounded the trolls.

The large gathering of those undead made the already bitterly cold place even more gloomy. There were already black and gray snowflakes falling in the sky, casting a shadow over the land that was about to be conquered by death.

But before this land succumbs, the great life it nurtures will go before it.

In the past few days, disaster has struck the mortals and loa of Zul'Drak.

While the trolls died from the natural disaster of the undead, the prophet Saronya, the patron saint of Daxelon Castle, and Siletus, the god of poison, also died at the hands of the undead's henchmen.

Ques Luen, the guardian of the wise, fell silently, and the snow leopard goddess Hakeya was seriously injured and disappeared.

Today, if the Zandalari troll priests hadn't "fallen from the sky" at the last moment, Matos, the mammoth god, would have bid farewell to this world in an extremely miserable manner.

The once noble loa on this dark land are now like miserable people chased by disaster.

They've been forced into Zul'Drak's terrible war, and worst of all, either side of the war has every reason to kill them.

Why do you think the majestic demigods ended up in such a miserable state? Is it true that character determines destiny?

On the chaotic and broken altar at this time, the young Princess Talanji was holding a luxurious spear inlaid with gold rings and precious stones. Under the protection of several skilled and powerful golden sword guards and Zandalari headhunters Down to fight the mad frost trolls.

The light of Rezan's blessing shines on her, like a powerful halo effect, so that all Zandalari warriors and priests centered on her will be supported by the power of the royal loa.

This is enough for these fighters to resist enemies ten times their number.

But Her Royal Highness, a noble princess with a body of gold, did not come to Zudak to fight bravely with the "country barbarians" here. She was fighting for the glory of the Golden Dynasty and her own glorious future.

The clever and purposeful Princess Her Royal Highness simply stabbed to death a Frost Brutal who was trying to sneak attack him, and came up with the correct plan at the moment when he rolled his eyes.

She raised her head and shouted at Gaboa, who was constantly summoning storms in the sky and commanding the Reaper to bombard the ground:

"We can't stay here long! Captain Gaboa. Get your ship to disperse these damned 'Godslayers', and we need to move Motos out as soon as possible.

In order to save it, Master Rezan beat it to the point of dying.

We must treat it as soon as possible. "

"Pay attention to the way you speak, Your Royal Highness."

Gaboya, a decent man who now has a status, was immediately upset.

The new pirate god levitated to Talanji's side like old Bwonsamdi. He waved the elemental holy blade in his hand and screamed strangely:

"The one in front of you is a genuine loa! As Boss Rezan's shadow hunter, I admit that you have some privileges, but this is not enough to make you, a little girl, so rude to Lord Gaboa!

No one can speak to Lord Gaboa in that commanding tone!

nobody! "

"It's enough of you stinking pirate! How can I have time to chat with you here?"

Gaboa's yelling immediately had the opposite effect. Can Princess Talanji, who has been golden and beautiful since she was a child, suffer this grievance?

She yelled at Gaboa with rounded eyes, grabbed the gold jewelry around her waist and threw it to the troll's pirate god like a beggar.

She said impatiently:

"Are these enough to buy your temporary obedience?"

"Wow! The emblem of the royal family in the era of Dasa, the first emperor, this thing can at least buy a good ship in the black market, with thirty of the best naval guns and enough ammunition for a battle."

Gaboya looked at the golden emblem over and over in his hand, and rudely put the jewelry of Her Royal Highness into his mouth, biting it, and said in a long voice:

"In the past, these rewards... er, no, these 'tributes' were enough, but who made old Gaboa look so different now.

The price of hiring a loa is naturally more expensive. "

"Insatiable!"

Princess Talanji snorted, threw her luxurious All Souls bracelet to Gaboa, and ordered with her hips on her hips in a proud posture that a princess should have:

"Now! Ship! Get out of here now! We have two more loa to save.

The rescue of Lennok and Akali will declare that the wrathful evil deeds of the Drakkari trolls will be terminated by me, and the great cause of saving the loa will be enough to make those stubborn old men face my power. "

"As you order, my dear and generous princess."

The newly born pirate god unscrupulously put the luxurious bracelet on his wrist. He made a courtesy to Princess Talanji that only the troll navy of the golden fleet would do, and said flatteringly:

"Because of your generous reward, in the next sixteen hours, you will have a pirate loa as your subordinate, please feel free to give orders to me and my Reaper.

Of course, extra money will be charged for excessive demands~”

"Only sixteen hours? How is that enough? It doesn't fit my status as Her Royal Highness Princess of the Golden Dynasty at all."

The young troll princess shook her head in dissatisfaction, then took off a gold bracelet from the other wrist and threw it to the nodding Gaboa, saying:

"Let's come for forty-eight hours first, and if my user experience is good enough, I will renew the subscription later."

"Of course, of course, I am a loyal servant of all rich and powerful people."

The Pirate God looked at Her Royal Highness, the princess protected by Rezan, with a look of "being taken advantage of". At this moment, Jiaboya was suddenly enveloped by a sense of happiness.

He also understood why Bo Laike likes to manipulate, er, no, "serve" those in power so much.

This feeling of getting something for nothing is so fucking cool!

In the eyes of Gaboa, this rich and powerful Princess Her Royal Highness has become a golden treasury. This is a "long-term meal ticket".

As long as you coax her well, you won't have to worry about running out of money in the future.

And considering that Princess Talanji will definitely take over the throne of the King of Gold in the future, a good personal relationship with Her Royal Highness means that Gaboa can naturally spread his influence to the Zandalari trolls. In the golden fleet.

Thinking of this, the Pirate God's eyes lit up, and his attitude towards Princess Talanji became even more flattering.

"Come, come, Your Highness, leave the rough work of fighting to your loyal servants. A noble man like you should sit on the poop, sipping wine and watching your soldiers win glory for you. "

Gaboa waved his hand, and the Reaper floating above his head immediately dropped a gangway in front of the princess. The pirate god escorted Princess Talanji to climb up the troll spaceship, and said to her:

"When I use my divine power to load the big Motos on board, then I will escort you to rescue the north while Malak, the difficult frost king, is stalked by the annoying Braike and his crazy woman. God of bears and rhinos.

Without Malak's direct interference, the rescue operation is destined to go smoothly. "

"Uh?"

Princess Talanji is young after all, and she still has a bit of shame in her heart.

So she asked in a low voice with some embarrassment:

"But Mr. Bu Laike came with us. Is it really good to leave him alone on the battlefield like this? Won't this arouse his resentment and hostility?"

"No, no, Your Highness, it is obvious that your understanding of what kind of bastard Bu Laike Shaw is is seriously biased."

Seeing the young princess being so innocent, Gaboa immediately grinned, and whispered in an 'experienced' manner:

"Our leaving without saying hello will surely make the stinky pirates angry with us, but what does it matter? Everyone on the Great Sea knows that it is easy to appease Bu Laike Shaw's anger.

just need money

Yes, money that is worthless to you is precious to us down-and-out pirates.

It can help you do many things.

Even gaining the loyalty and friendship of a loa.

It can of course also help you to level the cloth Laike Shaw with ease.

Oh yes, one more thing! "

The troll's pirate god shook his head, held out a finger, and said to Princess Talanji:

"Frost King Malak is being targeted by Bo Laike, which means that the sad frost troll is doomed not to survive today, but the glory of beheading the 'God Slayer' by himself is meaningless to pirates, it is to you But very important.

So, Your Royal Highness, do you want me to be an intermediary to negotiate with Bo Laike about buying back Malak's mojo from him? "

"Ah this."

Princess Talanji was once again shocked by the pirates' infinity.

She asked back:

"Is this really okay?

It's too bad to buy and sell the glory of beheading the enemy chief casually! It doesn't fit the way of a princess at all, I can't do it! "

"No, Your Highness, you must."

Beside Princess Talanji, an old troll royal priest sighed, as if feeling helpless for the purity of Her Royal Highness, he whispered:

"You might as well think about it seriously, why did His Majesty and the Prophet specifically tell you to bring so many valuables that are useless for this mission before you leave?

Money is just a means to you, and what happened today is clearly what His Majesty and the Prophet intended.

The supreme glory of eradicating the "God Slayer" and leading the rebellious Drakkari back to the orthodox troll empire must be attributed to the noble blood! "

This sentence made the young princess frown. She had a more intuitive understanding of the dark thoughts of the old men. Although she didn't want to do this, she couldn't be hypocritical after everyone talked about it.

So, after spending a few seconds to convince herself, Her Royal Highness turned around and waved to Gaboa, saying:

"My honorable pirate Loa, please become my envoy and discuss my glory with your colleagues."

"Yes, Your Highness."

The Pirate God took over the job without any psychological pressure.

But the next moment, he raised his head and asked seriously:

"However, how do you plan to settle the 'carriage fee' for this negotiation?"

——

On the edge of the chaotic tribute altar, two deadly phantoms of Bu Laike and Maievru leaped back and forth around Malak the Frost King, like a deadly waltz of two flying deadly knives.

Every close attack would bring enormous pressure to Malak. Within five minutes of the battle, Malak had already turned into a bloody man.

"I guess I can sell your head or the goblin for a good price."

The malice from Bo Laike turned into cold and mocking words echoed in Malak's ears, like ghostly whispers, making it difficult to distinguish the source of the sound.

Layers of frost storms wrap around Frost King's body, just like the moving ice storm can freeze any creature or weapon that gets close to him.

But it is a pity that such outstanding "magic and martial arts" combat skills are not enough to give Malak the upper hand in the war against pirates.

"Let me do the math, your goblins are sold to the Golden Dynasty as trophies, your soul is thrown to the Lich King to make evil magic weapons, and your corpse will be awakened by the Scourge to become a supreme ice slayer .

as for your head

Hehe, I want to entertain myself with it,

I'm going to take it back to my cabin as a collectible. "

The stinky pirate kept waving his "blade of bullying and fearing hard" in the shadows.

In the case of overwhelming strength, these two knives are as brave and as cool as the madman Apocalypse or the Ashbringer in Fenner's hands in this battle.

Each of their slashes and cuts transfers the power that belongs to Malak to the pirates.

Under the ebb and flow, Malak's fighting pressure is increasing.

In addition to the stinky pirates who oppressed the Frost King on both physical and psychological levels, Malak also had to face a lady warden hiding in the dark, which made Frost Wang Yue feel that the odds of winning were slim.

But it is definitely not that he is weak.

When Braike met Malak for the first time, this guy was a legendary warrior. Now he has swung the butcher knife at his loa under the threat of the undead Scourge. Roughly absorbing divine power will only make him stronger .

He has even touched the threshold of a demigod. For any fighter, this speed of progress is perfect.

The only problem is, he picked the wrong opponent.

"clang"

In the frost-covered gust of wind, Malak swung Maiev out of the shadows with the double axes swung by the frenzied carnage, but the silent Warden lady swung the knife wheel to complete the classic defense, allowing Frost Wang's wave of fatal blows returned in vain.

When Malak mobilized his divine power to prepare for another breakthrough, the time that belonged to him was completely reset to zero at this moment.

"puff"

The sharp blade entered the body, and blood burst out.

The brutal pirate blade cut Frost King's armor from the back, and pierced his heart with a deadly blade. Such injuries are hardly fatal for a troll with natural self-healing abilities.

The problem is, Laike never has just one attack.

Maiev held the knife wheel and swirled forward to assassinate, knocking the ice battle ax in Malak's hands into the air, and Braike's other knife slid down Malak's neck, and the void impact attached to the sharp blade made the Frost King The last resistance collapsed.

"More than two years ago, you should have listened to my prophecy"

Bo Laike said in Malak's ear:

"I gave you a choice."

"No! It was your dark prophecy that pushed me to this point!"

Malak growled and struggled, as angry as the mammoth god had just faced death.

He screamed:

"It is precisely because of the prophecy you left me that I chose to sacrifice those useless loa in such a crushing defeat! It was not you who predicted that I would become the 'God Slayer King'!

You made it yourself!

Don't think I don't know, you are the one who resurrected Lothar, you are the one who created the undead disaster, and you are the one who shaped me. You are personally pushing me to the desperate fate you predicted.

All this is your fault!

You madman! "

"Ah, I admit that what you said is correct. It can be said that every word is perfect. His Majesty Malak, you have already understood the meaning of the name 'Prophet in Black' without a teacher."

Bo Laike pinned the Frost King's struggling head.

As the butcher's machete fell, he whispered:

"But if fate doesn't follow what I said, how can I reflect my prophet's 'foreseeing things like a god'? Don't struggle, your death is not useless.

I've been waiting for two years for your leek

I said that.

I'll sell you for a good price. "

(end of this chapter)