Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 198 17. Naxin Day

"I don't understand."

The little pirate Kanrethad, who followed Laike out of the cellar, was still immersed in the shock of his own captain's one-shot kill of the terrifying black knight.

He looked back at the cellar with the destroyed gate behind him, and then at Bu Laike who was walking in front of him humming a song, and asked with a frown:

"What do you mean by what you told them? You don't seem to care about the treasure in the cellar at all. You came for the nine black knights?"

"You should respectfully call me Captain, impolite little bastard!"

Bo Laike turned his head and bared his teeth at the skinny boy, and he said:

"Next time you dare to be so rude, I will hang you on the mast for three days and three nights, maybe I can teach you what is polite."

"Sorry, Captain, I was wrong."

The little pirate immediately apologized.

After experiencing the "big adventure" with the captain, he has already understood his own captain's behavior style, it's better not to offend him.

But he still couldn't understand the purpose of Bo Laike's actions.

According to the nature of a young man, he planned to ask further questions. Bu Laike seemed to feel Kanrethad's irrepressible curiosity, but he didn't intend to explain.

He just waved his hand and took out a long-handled staff decorated with ruby ​​gems from the bag at his waist, and threw it up and down in his hand.

The head of this staff is a finely polished gemstone, and around the big gemstone, there are four small gemstones revolving around it, which looks mysterious and unusual.

This is one of the treasures in the cellar.

The pirate put it in front of his eyes, stroked it with his hand, and said:

"Jordan's staff, epic quality, a rare classic weapon, a symbol of a powerful party, is said to be the most perfect creation made by the magic craftsman Master Jordan, and there are not many left in the world.

Carry it on your back and walk on the streets of Dalaran, you are the most beautiful boy among all the little mages. Might as well use it to trick a few ignorant Kirin Tor apprentices into spending the night. "

He glanced at Kanrethad, and waved the epic staff to him.

"It's yours, use it well."

"I do not want it!"

The little pirate let go of his hands as if he had received hot coals, and threw the priceless staff on the ground. He yelled:

"This staff has been cursed by the black knights, whoever gets it will be unlucky!

Those black knights don't care how you got it, they just follow the scent and give it to the bastards who dare to touch their treasures, I understand! "

Kanrethad stared wide-eyed and looked at his captain.

The latter no longer paid any attention to him, and with his hands behind his back, he walked away humming like a second-generation ancestor of a playboy.

The little pirate glanced at the staff on the ground.

He blinked, reached out to pick up the priceless staff, and rubbed it in his hand.

This thing is taller than others, and it is quite heavy. It is like a warhammer when it is swung.

"In the future, if I see who doesn't like it, I will 'give' this thing as a gift to him."

At this moment, the little pirate and little warlock seemed to have opened the door to a new world. His black eyes were shining brightly, and evil thoughts began to brew in his heart at a young age.

"Wonderful!"

Kanrethad marveled at Bu Laike's dark wisdom.

He glanced at the abandoned cellar behind him with some worry, and finally, like a thief, he held the precious Jordan Staff in his hand and ran towards the gate of Karazhan quickly.

Ten minutes later, the panting little pirate ran back to the banquet hall.

Xieyan and Zarak, who are now in the banquet hall, are assisting their vile captain to perform the "Naxin" ceremony of undead pirates.

The specific process is that the orc warlock releases the undead imprisoned from Karazhan one by one from the soul stone.

The eloquent troll Zalak asked them politely if they wanted to join the undead pirates.

Those who agree to join will be put into the soul stone for cultivation again.

and refused to join

"what!"

A male undead dressed as an aristocrat, his neck was cut off by the war scythe Usales in the form of the hand of death in Laike's hand.

The undead fled howling, but was sucked into the soul by the cursed relic, and was imprisoned in the scythe for eternity, restoring strength to this weakened and evil instrument.

"Next."

Bu Laike, wrapped in howling purple soul shards, waved his hand. Those howling souls wrapped around him were the form of the warlock talent when Soul Extraction was activated.

The screaming soul spun around Laike's body, adding another gloom and evil to the captain wearing a pirate hat and pirate windbreaker.

Following the casual voice of the captain, the dog leg Xieyan bowed his waist, picked up one from a large pile of soul stones placed on the dining table in front of him, and released the ghost in it with a laugh.

The guy unleashed this time is a little weird.

He was in ghost form, but he had a handsome side of blond hair, and he wore the actor's uniform of purple with black stripes that noble squires would wear.

Tall and handsome, although frightened, he still tried his best to maintain a decent posture.

"What's your name? What specialties do you have? What position do you hold in Karazhan?"

Venerable Akunda asked in a very perfunctory manner.

The undead glanced fearfully at the pirate captain who was enjoying the dwarven tobacco while holding the Ulthalus war scythe. He performed a very standard etiquette and replied in a superb voice:

"My name is Barnes, Your Excellency, and I am the backstage manager, stage manager, and announcer of the opera house of the venerable Master Medivh.

Me... I'm good at pleasing audiences. "

"Uh, that doesn't sound like much use."

troll says:

"Will you fight?"

"I won't, that would be rude."

Barnes shook his head, seeing Bo Laike's face darkened, he waved his hands hastily and said:

"But I can learn. I learn things very quickly, and I believe that I can become an excellent pirate in a very short period of time."

"Accept him."

The puffing captain waved his hand and said:

"The Nagfar needs an announcer. He may be able to arrange some new plays for me. Pirates also need entertainment."

"Thank you Captain!"

Barnes winked and bowed to Laike to express his gratitude, but was taken back into the soul stone by the evil eye.

"Next."

The captain's voice sounded again, like a reminder.

But this time the orc warlock released two undead, a man and a woman.

The handsome man and the charming woman were all dressed in gorgeous costumes. When they were released, they seemed to be still immersed in the drama.

First, the woman raised her hand and shouted in a coquettish tone:

"Where is my master? Where is my Romero? O sword of pleasure, here is your sheath!"

Immediately afterwards, the handsome male undead rushed forward with another sword cloth, hugged the lady by the waist, and performed an exaggerated stage play, responding with a very magnetic voice:

"This dark destiny was built in the past. It began with sorrow, and must end ~ tonight."

Saying the words like this, the two were full of affection, their cheeks slowly approached, and finally they kissed affectionately as if no one else was there. The human pirates, orc warlocks and trolls looked at each other in blank dismay.

"The brains of these two undead are broken, and it's useless to keep them. It's better to kill them."

Bo Laike hates the smell of dog food.

He got up abruptly, and went forward with his scythe in hand, but the orc warlock grabbed his wrist again and said loudly:

"Don't, Captain, these two undead are very powerful. I caught them, but it took a lot of effort."

"You two, would you like to join the Undead Pirates?"

Zarak also asked loudly.

The pair of dogs and men let go of each other when they heard this question.

The woman put her hands together and said in an exaggerated tone:

"My Romeo is going to go to the sea to take the laurels of the sea for his beloved. This is too romantic."

"As you wish, my Juliet, my heart will always burn for you, and my sword will always fight for you."

The two were separated for less than a few seconds, and they got tired of being together again.

Bu Laike, who was watching, shook his head again and again, but he knew that these two undead whose brains were full of romanticism were indeed one of the most capable people in Karazhan.

So he suppressed the disgust of the sour smell of love in his heart, and included the two of them in the pirate group.

Warlocks are still releasing weird undead. These are "actors" in Medivh's opera house, probably to better appreciate the opera, so the astral mage gave them some weird abilities.

"swish"

The undead of a cute black-haired little girl was released. Wearing a pair of red dancing shoes, she looked timidly at the few people in front of her and said:

"Gentlemen, will you take me home? And where are my friends the Scarecrow, the Lion, and the Tin Woodman?"

"Don't worry, little Dorothy, your friends will be here soon."

Bu Laike, who had an indifferent face just now, smiled while leaning on his scythe, and said to the little undead in front of him:

"It's too wasteful for you to stay in Karazhan. I want to take you to a fun place. Many friends will accompany you there. But I must first confirm that you have the ability to protect yourself in danger.

Let me see, little Dorothy, what you can do. "

"Really? Will it be fun?"

The little undead's eyes lit up all of a sudden.

She jumped up and down twice in her red dancing shoes, then stretched out her hand again, and under the astonished gaze of the warlock, she skillfully summoned a vicious hellhound.

As soon as the demon appeared, he roared and rushed towards the people in front of him, and was grabbed by the dog chain tightly by the little undead.

she yelled:

"No, Totti! They are friends, don't bite them!"

"This is a high-level hellhound, the kind that can only be summoned by high-level warlocks."

Xieyan turned his head and said to the captain:

"This little undead can command her 'good dog' to easily slaughter a group of human militiamen. She is very powerful."

"Well, so she and her friends are all part of us."

Bu Laike laughed, reached out and took out an elf gold coin from his bosom, handed it to little Dorothy, and said:

"Welcome to join the Undead Pirates, child, there will be your exclusive room on the Naglfar, now go to rest in the soul stone, you will soon arrive at your new home.

Remember to bring a few of your friends with you. "

In addition to the undead in the banquet hall, there was also a "weird creature" brought over by the orc warlock and the troll. It was tall, over three meters tall, but seemed ashamed to see people.

Wearing a huge black cloak, the body is tightly covered.

"I am willing to join you, as long as I can get out of this place."

Without asking the troll, this guy took the initiative to express his willingness to leave, and he said in a hoarse and weird tone:

"I don't know much, but I'm willing to fight for you guys, I've had enough of being this goddamn poseur, I'm going to unleash the wildness in me!

My soul thirsts for carnage and blood! "

"Then take your hood off and let me see you, Big Bad Wolf."

Bu Laike looked up and said:

"There is no need to worry about it. There are enough freaks in my fleet, and you are not missing."

"Very well, as you wish, Captain."

The guy took off his cloak hesitantly, startling the orcs and trolls in front of him, and made the little pirate who was watching the fun stand up suddenly, his eyes full of fear.

What appeared in front of them was a genuine werewolf.

It has a large body and a black mane all over its body.

On the head of the giant wolf with sharp teeth, a pair of blood-red eyes are daunting, and the sharp claws that pop out from the eight claws can easily cut an adult's head into a mosaic.

The explosive power of the recurved legs makes it ready to join the hunt.

"Werewolf."

Bu Laike looked at the ferocious slaughter monster in front of him with admiring eyes. He flicked his fingers and said:

"More than ten years later, you will be all over this world, but now, you are the only monster under the moon in the entire Azeroth that is still walking in the material world.

Let me ask you, did Medivh summon you from the Emerald Dream? "

(end of this chapter)