Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 178 86. The child grows up and knows how to love the elders, which is great

"You look like it will take some time to digest the news."

On the side of the Nagfar ship, Laike let out a sigh of relief. He said:

"I will not bother you, an orphan who has found his relatives, enjoying the moment with mixed feelings in his heart.

But please remember that you can always trust your friend Laike Shaw at any time, and in the future, when you need help the most, don’t forget that you still have a “prophet” friend who is omniscient but not omnipotent. "

The pirate blinked and waved Garona goodbye, saying:

"Ravenholdt may find you soon. You don't need to join them, but you can use their news channels to contact me. Finally, don't forget.

You owe me a favor again, and you always have to pay back the favor. When I call you, don't say that you have something to do. "

"Goodbye, Bu Laike."

Garona, with a complex expression, wanted to say goodbye to Laike seriously, but the parting news the pirate gave her was too "exciting".

It made her mind so messed up that she was in no mood to think about anything else.

Then he stood up on the ship's side, jumped off the small boat docked beside him briskly, picked up the oar, waved to Bu Laike, and disappeared under the night and in the shadow of the sea.

The pirate watched her disappear, hummed the song "The Daughter of the Sea", and staggered back to the cabin. He wanted to sleep.

There is no need to feel sad about parting.

Between friends, there is always a day of goodbye.

And in the captain's cabin, a guy was already waiting for him.

Red Blackhand.

"swish"

Bo Laike threw out the fully crystallized Heart of Gul'dan on the table in front of Reid, sat in his luxurious chair, and picked up the dwarven pipe at hand.

While filling it with tobacco, he said:

"From the moment you step into Booty Bay tomorrow, the Black Tooth Grinning Clan has nothing to do with undead pirates. I don't interfere with how you develop after you return to the tribe.

But I can give you a little advice.

Do you want to hear it? "

"Of course, Captain."

Red laughed, and carefully packed the Heart of Gul'dan into his bag. He wiped off the elven gold coins hanging in front of his tube top, and with a blue-faced and fangs-like smile, he said to Laike:

"My clan needs the help of your dark wisdom, please give me some advice."

"If you want more, you want to be beautiful."

Bu Laike snorted, picked up a map of the Eastern Continent that he drew from his hand, spread it out on the table, pointed to a place, and said to Laike:

"The decisive battle between the Alliance and the Horde will definitely take place here, and the defeat of the Horde is inevitable. By the way, have you and your orcs felt weak recently?"

"Huh? Weak?"

Reid clenched Hai Wan's big fist and waved it suspiciously. He said:

"I didn't feel it.

But what you said, it is true that since leaving Zandalar Island, I have felt drowsy every day, always feeling tired, and my heart is still empty. "

"That is there."

The pirate looked at Red and said:

"The demons of the Burning Legion have taken away the power of the fel blood you drank, and the weakness of the entire tribe is imminent. This thing is called 'fel blood disease', like a plague.

It will be one step ahead of the alliance and defeat you.

So you have to be prepared.

here!

Look at this location, within the Black Rock Mountain, there is an underground city controlled by the Black Iron Dwarves. They hollowed out the entire Black Rock Mountain and built a huge city.

If the alliance can't attack here, your clan can develop here in the future.

Remember to take in more orcs when the tribe is defeated, and then you can happily establish your so-called 'orthodox tribe'.

Build a good relationship with the Dark Iron Dwarves. Although those dwarves are evil, their forging skills are no worse than their Bronzebeard brothers. You have the wealth you deserve, and it is not a problem to buy excellent armaments.

By the way, help my fleet get a batch of good armaments, especially muskets and cannons. I don't want to buy them from the goblins. I don't trust the things sold by the **** merchants.

Only the weapons produced by the dwarves can make me feel more at ease. "

"But the Burning Plains have no outlet to the sea."

Red glanced at the map and said:

"How should I deliver the goods to you?"

"here!"

Bu Laike pointed towards the middle of the eastern continent and said:

"Desolate land, there is a hidden harbor here, controlled by goblins, called Melting Light Town.

I will keep a team of vultures there to do business, and they will be your contacts.

I will provide you with the investment funds you need in the early stage of the development of Black Rock Mountain. After you gain a firm foothold, you will cut off all contact with us, but I will not give you money for nothing.

You need to accommodate some capable scumbags there, as the backup 'talent pool' of the Undead Fleet, I need enough cannon fodder, the more the better. "

"Ok."

Red nodded. He put the map away, put it in his pocket, and said to Bo Laike:

"Captain, then I will hand over my brother to you, please take good care of him. If my journey fails unfortunately, the Mafia family will at least have blood."

"Compared to your brother, you should worry about yourself."

Bu Laike breathed out the smoke ring, and the old god said to Reid:

"I estimate that within a year or two at most, there will be a 'collaborator' who will come to your door to discuss the ownership of the so-called 'King of the Black Stone'. At that time, contact me immediately.

In addition, I don't have a good solution for the magic blood disease.

But I will give you an idea, you can try it, the devil has taken away your evil power, you can fill it with another kind of power into your body.

It just so happens that the Dark Iron Dwarves believe in a rather extreme and explosive force, which is very suitable for you orcs.

Don't get too deep into it, though.

Alright, you can leave now, I won't see you off tomorrow, after landing, keep a low profile, you can take the goblin's boat and rush to join your great chief. "

"Yes, Captain."

Reid stood up, pounded his fist on his chest, and made an orc courtesy to Bo Laike, saying:

"Good-bye, then, Captain."

After speaking, he strode away.

After Red left, Laike still couldn't fall asleep immediately, because there were still important things that had not been arranged.

"Mate."

Bu Laike called out.

The pirate dragon Sefiel immediately appeared behind Laike, and she made a gesture of listening to the instructions.

"After I leave in a while, you all set sail for Kul Tiras."

Bu Laike said to his first mate:

"The Naglfar is temporarily under your control, but the spirit of the ship will choose its own course, and the Knight of Cridorn will guide you into the Drustvar Sea.

It may take you ten days in the past, my albatross should have started to move.

Transport the fine psychic oak to the cabin of the Naglfar, and it will take the initiative to replace the decaying hull. I don't know how long this process will take.

But after you are done, immediately return to the Eastern Continent to join me.

By the way, it can help my albatross, eradicate the unstable factors in that dark mountain, I think, you should know what I mean. "

"Know."

Seifel patted his chest and said:

"Isn't it the group of vicious witches who hide their heads and show their tails, they can't stand on the stage, a group of bastards, it's very easy to deal with, maybe there will be another group of crew members on the Nagfar.

Don't worry, Captain.

Is there anything else I would like to advise? "

Bu Laike thought about it, and told Sefiel:

"Don't get close to Stormsong Valley, there is darkness that even a bronze dragon like you doesn't know. You should know that as long as the high-level power related to the void, it will probably not be bound by the rules of time.

So, don't mess with them.

If you encounter the tidesages of the Church of the Storm, hide as much as you can. At this stage, it is not suitable to have too much contact with them. Be careful when traveling in the Drustvar Mountains.

Don't provoke the two wilderness demigods who are active there, and the Great Thorn Whisperer who lives in seclusion there. "

"Ok, no problem."

Safiel nodded, made a pirate's courtesy to Bu Laike, and disappeared into the captain's room excitedly.

And Bu Laike touched his wet cabin wall with nostalgia, closed his eyes, and re-perceived the invisible spirit body existing in this ship.

The latter was already somewhat familiar with him.

He is no longer evasive like before.

"Look, I've already arranged the first upgrade for you."

The pirate said to the invisible ship spirit entrenched beside him:

"I know that using those psychic oaks from Drustvar can't improve your quality, but I can't do better at the moment, so you just make do with it.

After the things in the eastern continent are over, I will go to Kalimdor sometime.

The best magic oak in the world of Azeroth is in the hands of night elf druids. If you can get some top-quality oak from them, your upgrade will be smoother.

As for the keel thing.

There is no time to run to the Northrend waters now, so just bear with it for a while, okay? "

Ship Spirit didn't answer.

It appears silent.

But it didn't refuse either, which is a good sign for a pirate, and he grinned and said:

"I hope that after your first upgrade is completed, the relationship between us can improve a little bit, at least open up a little more authority to me. After all, you are a legendary battleship.

I can't wait to see how you look when I'm driving you across the ocean. "

The ship spirit was still silent, but in the next moment, it took the initiative to send some messages to Bu Laike for the first time. The pirate closed his eyes, listened carefully, nodded, and said:

"I know, Hela won't let me go.

But for the next period of time, I will spend on land, which is not her domain. As for the shadow Val'kyr that might be sent, I don't have a particularly good idea

Ok? What?

You are afraid that my death will be unknown, so you want to give me something? How is this so embarrassing? Where is that thing? "

A few seconds later, under the prompt given by the ship's spirit, the pirate quickly walked into the dark and cold cabin of the Nagfar, and under the guidance of the perception in his mind, he opened a closed cabin.

In a pile of entangled seaweed and smelly debris, he turned over a very simple, off-white large round shield covered with scratches.

This thing is a one-handed shield used by Vrykul warriors, but those half-titan one-handed shields become a full-body shield in the hands of a human named Bu Laike.

Its weather-beaten surface is engraved with some reliefs that have become blurred with time. On the reliefs, there is a golden titan holding a large shield and an epic description of lightning combat.

Bu Laike held the heavy shield in his hand.

But unexpectedly, it is not as heavy as I thought.

In the equipment column of the character card, the entry for the round shield also appeared, and a reddish orange light illuminated Laike's eyes.

Let his mood be like a roller coaster at this moment, reaching the peak all of a sudden.

He carefully looked at the entry on the round shield, turned his head and said to the invisible ship spirit:

"I knew that there will always be rewards for sincere dedication. I really don't love you for nothing. You will be a good boy in the future."

(end of this chapter)