Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 186 5. Karazhan·Land of Darkness and Wealth

"I"

The selection came so quickly that the skinny boy widened his eyes and wanted to refute.

"Ok?"

Then the pirate looked back at him.

There was a touch of indifference in the left eye without a blindfold, and Kanrethad trembled when he saw it. When that gaze looked at him, it was like looking at a piece of wood, a stone, or a corpse.

If he wants to say more.

Perhaps the next moment, the pirates will "communicate" with him in another way.

Ah yes.

Here was a pirate, a rule-breaker, a thug who roamed the seas.

Just because he can chat with the children in a friendly manner doesn't mean he won't suddenly draw his gun and express his attitude with a bullet.

He is a dangerous element.

"Don't take my big brother away!"

Althea cried, she rushed over and hugged Laike's thigh, the mushrooms in her arms scattered all over the ground, she looked at the pirate imploringly, and said:

"You take me and let big brother stay here, please."

"What did you take you for?"

Bu Laike stretched out his hand, patted the little girl on the head, and said softly:

"Take it away as a food reserve? Look at you, you are so thin, you can't do anything on the boat, and you bring a little girl on board?

God!

What a sinful thought!

Within a day, you'll be eaten whole by the incompetent thugs on my ship.

Just stay here, old Garni will take care of you. "

"don't want!"

Althea wailed, making the pirate look embarrassed, and saw Xieyan and Zarak looking here in the darkness not far away.

It seems to be watching his captain bully the little girl.

"boom"

Bu Laike drew his gun quickly, pulled the trigger, and another bullet flew out, scaring the two incompetent bastards away. Then he held the pistol emitting smoke and looked down at the little girl with tears all over her face.

"Oh, you girls are the most capable of crying and pretending to be pitiful."

Pirates are annoying.

Then he stretched out his hand, flicked Althea's forehead, and said to her:

"I just took him away, not to kill him.

If your big brother is smart enough, lucky enough to not die in a certain deck brawl or sudden robbery, you will meet again in the future.

You can also run to him yourself.

As long as you can protect yourself a bit, find another boat.

Remember, little girl, the pirate who took your big brother away is me, and my name is Laike Shaw. You have to become an assassin first, then find the League of Assassins, and finally find me. "

While talking, the pirate's finger gently pinched the little girl's back neck, causing her eyes to turn white and she fell into a coma. Bu Laike threw it to Morgan behind him, saying:

"Take this little troublemaker away, and spread the miracles of old Garni in your gathering place. But if in the next four hours, my rest is disturbed by a group of refugees who come in.

Believe me, I get pretty pissed off.

children.

You don't want to see me angry.

very scary. "

After finishing speaking, he took a step forward, humming a song, and swaggered towards the carriage by the campfire, wanting to sleep for a while.

The little murloc followed behind him, staring at the big cute eyes, made a face at the three children behind him, swayed his body, and followed the owner back to sleep soundly.

"Take her away, Morgan."

Kanrethad picked up the mushrooms on the ground, wrapped them in his ragged clothes, and glanced at the garbage dump around him. The skinny boy suppressed his inner fear, tried to show a smile, and said to his good friend Morgan :

"It's not for nothing that I go with him.

My father abandoned his territory and fled to northern Xinjiang with the cowardly prince. Now I can be regarded as, for that incompetent person, I have found a better way for everyone in the forest to live.

The pirate was right. "

He lowered his head and said in an inaudible voice:

"I do hate my father. Since my mother died, I've thought in every dream that maybe it's a good thing for me to leave here, but you have to promise me, Morgan, that you will take good care of my sister."

"I will, sir."

Morgan's eyes were a little red, he glanced at the pirate's carriage, and said seriously:

"I swear by my surname, I will definitely protect Miss!"

A few minutes later, Kanrethad Eber Locke watched Morgan leave the ruins of the town with his sister on his back, dragging big bags and small bags. He took a deep breath, wiped his eyes, and turned to walk to the campfire.

The orc warlocks and trolls who were scared away by the captain just now have returned there, pretending nothing happened, bragging and farting, and grilling a few pieces of meat by the way.

"What are you looking at!"

Xieyan turned back and stared fiercely at the skinny boy with one eye. He gritted his teeth and threatened:

"If you look again, I'll pull out your eyeballs! Go, go, go."

Facing the intimidation of the orcs, Kanrethad clenched his fists.

But he still lowered his head and sat on the log by the bonfire. He folded his arms and pricked up his ears to listen to the orc teaching the troll magic.

Listen, listen, the skinny guy thinks this is quite interesting.

Magic alas.

Two hours later, while eating barbecue, Xieyan watched Zarak's hands surge with evil energy, trying to maintain a small demon portal, and wanted to summon his first demon imp.

This troll is a quick learner.

Moreover, he has experience in casting spells before, so it is not difficult to teach him.

However, after Xieyan took a sip of wine, he suddenly felt a slight magical vibration on the other side. He looked back and widened his eyes. In the shadow by the campfire, the thin human boy was also trying to communicate with Xieyan with his fingers can.

And at his fingertips, there was already a small stream of evil energy dancing like sparks.

"Fack!"

Xieyan cursed loudly, startling both the troll and the little boy at the same time. The warlock dropped the barbecue in his hand and strode towards Kanrethad. He shouted loudly:

"You, don't stop! Keep casting spells and let me see. Where did you learn this?"

"I heard you when you taught him."

Kanrethad was startled, and the stream of evil energy that was struggling to maintain at the fingertips was suddenly extinguished, but this did not dispel the shining light in the one-eyed evil eye.

The orc rubbed his oily hands and patted the skinny boy on the shoulder.

He grinned and said:

"Let me just say, how could the captain be interested in playing with silly kids? He must have taken a fancy to your talent. You can feel the evil energy just by listening to it. You are simply a born warlock.

But now you can't control the flow of this magic.

Come, come, let Uncle Xieyan teach you to control it.

That bastard troll and I are planning to form a small group of spellcasters, and you might be our upstart. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, come with me.

See this thing?

It's called the Little Demon Seal.

It can be used to summon demons to serve you. Do you want a demon of your own?

Don't listen to the rumors of the ignorant, demons are not scary at all.

They are very useful to us.

Not only are there treacherous imps, sharp hellhounds, and powerful demon guards, but you can also summon bewitching succubi, yes. Warlocks don't bother to waste time and pursue love and the like.

We have succubus!

We are much happier than those miserable men.

come on.

Be a warlock, skinny boy, be one of us.

This is the best path of strength to follow.

You only need to pay some insignificant things in exchange for infinite power. "

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"Xieyan taught you this magic? How could he be so enthusiastic? You have to be careful, that bad warlock may be planning to trick you into being a sacrifice and summon powerful demons. Don't doubt it, warlocks are the easiest to do this kind of thing gone."

"Also, it only took you two hours to summon your little ghost? Didn't you see that, you're still a little genius."

"You little devil looks weird, like ADHD, not as obedient as mine. It's so noisy, trash!"

"boom"

"Huh? Why don't you speak? Your captain is asking you a question, and you just respond in silence? Do you know that you will be hanged on the ship for this kind of behavior!"

In the swaying carriage, Bu Laike took back the pistol emitting green smoke, looked back at the skinny boy Kanresad with a blank face, waved his hands again, and said to the little murloc on his shoulder:

"Clean it up, it looks disgusting."

"quack quack"

The little murloc jumped off the owner's shoulder with a look of dissatisfaction, and waved his fist at Laike again to vent his anger, and then dragged the corpse of the demon imp who was still twitching after his head was blown dry by a bullet at close range .

It kicked open the door of the carriage with a force that didn't fit its body shape, and threw the disgusting corpse out of the speeding carriage.

"captain."

Kanrethad said with a wooden face, in a low voice:

"You just killed my little ghost. It took me a long time to summon it. You have to pay me."

"Ok, I know."

Bu Laike sat on the "seat" next to him and stuffed lead bullets into the musket in his hand. He said indifferently:

"It's too noisy, I don't like to be noisy. In a few days, you can summon it again, listen to my advice, child, be careful when dealing with demons.

The brats are cunning, and if left unchecked, they'll eat up a rookie surgeon like you.

Ok?

Why are you standing there, isn't it uncomfortable?

Sit down. "

The pirates were talking.

But Kanresad, a fourteen-year-old boy, squinted his eyes at the coffin next to him, and there was an old man's body that looked terrifying inside.

Taking another look at the captain who was sitting on the coffin board without psychological pressure, he swallowed, trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

He stammered and said:

"Well, I like to stand. It's a habit I developed when I was wandering in the forest. Captain, you don't have to worry about it."

"Ha, you're afraid of dead bodies?"

Bu Laike rolled his eyes and said with a sneer:

"Haven't you seen a coffin before? What are you afraid of? This old man has been dead for three thousand years, and his soul has left his body. He won't suddenly jump up and bite you.

You are still too young to be a warlock and you must overcome your fears.

Come.

I'll help you! "

He reached out and grabbed Kanrethad's thin arm.

Amidst the boy's screams, he threw him into the coffin and closed the cover, ignoring Kanrethad's panic of sleeping with the corpse and his cries for help as he knocked on the cover in the coffin.

"You're really nasty, you know that, Captain."

Two troll ghosts floated beside Boo Laike, clutching their stomachs and laughing, but Boo Laike ignored them and looked into the distance from the window glass of the carriage.

They had left Duskwood, and were now galloping south of Deadwind Pass along a desolate and gloomy mountain road.

This is a narrow canyon terrain. The mountain roads on both sides are quite steep. If you don't pay attention, you will fall into the nearly 100-meter-high river valley below, and you will be thrown to pieces.

And at the end of Laike's line of sight, he could see a tall black tower rising from the eerie sky.

Although it is not as exaggerated and violent as the tower of Mordor in memory, the tower in front of him is full of a weird and evil spirit, which is very similar to the feeling that Laike felt when he saw the Naglfar for the first time.

They are all the same evil things that should not appear in this world.

There is Karazhan.

The place where the astral mage Medivh grew up, where he lived with a ray of thoughts of the dark gods day and night, and was controlled to do horrible evil deeds.

Medivh is dead.

But sadly, his sins didn't go with him.

"I'm protecting the poor kid, who hasn't had enough of his life to accept the hell he's going to see next."

Bo Laike stretched out his hand to press down on the throbbing coffin boards.

He ended up just sitting on it.

He looked at the tall tower in the distance, and said to the two ghosts beside him:

"When you get there, cheer up, Medivh has made a lot of weird things there, things that can't be normalized, I need you to warn me all the time."

"You don't have to be so worried."

From the soul lamp next to Bu Laike, the voice of Meri Dongfeng came out, and the old mage said:

"Little Aegwynn is already waiting for you in Karazhan. With her here, the horror in that tower will not regard you as an enemy."

"I know I know."

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Going there as a guest, of course I don't worry. The problem is, I don't want to come here as a simple guest. There are so many good things in that tower

Hey, can you respect my profession?

I'm a greedy stinky pirate. "

(end of this chapter)