Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 233 52. The stinky pirate who punches the old lady is the worst

"Here, it's done."

Early the next morning, among the logistics camps in the Valley of the Kings, Laike arrived at the camp of the gnomes and dwarves just as the sun rose.

The master dwarf craftsman who was yawning put a few things in front of his eyes. Judging by the red eyes of the dwarf, he probably didn't sleep all night and worked overtime to arrange the things that Bo Laike made for him.

The pirate reached out and clasped the armguard-like thing around his wrist.

very comfortable.

The pre-tanned dragon skin is nested with a delicate metal box, which protects the forearm above the wrist. According to Laike's request, there is a fingertip for control in the front.

The overall color is black, and after wearing it, the arms are fastened with three locks. Without affecting the movement, it perfectly blends with Laike's black Mason Brotherhood armor.

Under the gleaming eyes of the dwarf, the pirate put the control finger on the middle finger, spread his left hand, and placed it on the table in front of the dwarf.

Gently pull with your fingers.

"bass"

A sharp black dragon claw popped out from under the palm, like a conical thorn, easily pierced through the wooden table, leaving a double hole in it.

This destructive power made the pirates nod in satisfaction.

He twisted the metal box gear on his arm, retracted the slender dragon claw with obvious grinding marks, and put another identical Hidden Blade barrel on his right arm.

"The dragon claws you gave are all curved, but I found several dwarves, and used the machine we used to polish the steam tank to polish it continuously all night before grinding it into shape.

In fact, this thing is better made of metal, but it is not as sturdy. "

The dwarf rubbed his eyes, yawned again, and said to the pirate in front of him:

"How is it? My technique is good, right?"

"Well, that's great. I knew it would be more reassuring to find a gnome for this job than a goblin."

Bu Laike gave a thumbs up without hesitation, and praised the master dwarf craftsman in front of him, causing the latter to hug his stomach and laugh out loud, full of complacency.

But when he had finished laughing, the dwarf gestured again, and said:

"But this thing is very dangerous. If the hand is not dexterous, the blade will hurt yourself when it comes out. Why do you insist on using this kind of impractical weapon?

If you have self-defense needs, I can recommend you a dwarf shotgun. I just designed it a few months ago, so that danger can be blasted away by you before it gets close to you. "

"No, no, my friend, you still don't understand the meaning of this special weapon."

Bu Laike shook the hook lock made of dragon tendon that was on the table in his hand, tied it behind his waist and put it away, then patted the Hidden Blade barrel on his arm, and said to the master craftsman:

"This thing is the last means of self-protection for assassins after losing their weapons. Its appearance will replace cowardly suicide and painful poison, and become a new way for assassins to win their final dignity.

I deliberately designed it into this dangerous form, which is a kind of assessment of personal skills.

It is also the beginning of a legendary symbolic meaning.

If you hurt yourself when using it, it only proves that the assassin is not worthy of it. Today is the first appearance of this weapon, my friend.

I will use the weapons you made for me to win a glorious victory.

correct.

Do you have flares here? "

"Yes, I have."

Overspark listened to the pirate's talk with relish.

After hearing Bu Laike's inquiry, the talkative dwarf craftsman snapped his fingers smartly, jumped off the chair, and quickly pushed a small cart.

It's full of all sorts of weird stuff,

He pointed to those things and said:

"I not only have flares, but also professional products such as blasting bombs, blooming bombs, incendiary bombs, smoke bombs, etc., especially this dwarf dark mine that I have improved, and everyone who has used it agrees.

There is also this dual-purpose robot for vigilance and courage, which is most suitable for a lone assassin like you.

Would you like a little?

For the scraps I got, I'll give you a discount. "

"Uh, let's have three at the same time."

The pirate rubbed his chin, looked at the various engineering gadgets piled up on the dwarf's car, and thought that they were all here, so he took a few of each.

"Ding"

He flicked out an elf gold coin, and it landed in the dwarf's hand.

He said to the master craftsman:

"After the war is over, when you've settled your affairs and are ready to go to Kul Tiras to find the Mechagnomes, take this gold coin and go to Dragonbone Harbor in Gilneas.

Look for the vulpera peddlers who do business over there, and they'll bring you to me. "

"Fox man? What's that?"

The dwarf craftsman scratched his extremely clever head, and he said doubtfully:

"What is the latest new species? I heard that the vanguard of the alliance has discovered some weird guys in the Swamp of Sorrows, called the Broken."

"No, the vixen is much more beautiful than the broken one."

Bu Laike waved his hand, and bought another launcher specially equipped with flares from the dwarf's munitions trolley, and said:

"You will know when you pass by. They are easy to recognize. They have big tails and pointy ears. Well, I should go.

Wish me all the best, my dwarf friend. "

After speaking, he took a step back, nodded to the dwarf, and quietly disappeared in the shadow of gathering and scattering.

"Bon voyage, my friend!"

Overspark stood on a chair, waved a friendly goodbye to Boo Laike in that gnome-squeaky voice, and then yawned before heading back to catch some sleep.

But after taking a few steps, he stopped suddenly.

He looked back at his ammunition trolley suspiciously.

"Alas! No, he didn't give the money!"

"Damn it! His big, friendly smile got me, damn it! What a loss!"

——

"Ah, it feels so good to be a prostitute."

A few minutes later, the pirate who flew away from the Valley of the Kings on a griffin looked back at the camp that was getting farther and farther away, with a happy expression on his face.

Of course, the so-called white whoring is just a joke.

After he made four Hidden Blade barrels from a small bag of dragon claws, dragon skin, dragon scales and other materials for the dwarf yesterday, there must be some leftovers.

Those leftovers are enough to make up for the loss of the dwarf.

It's a pity that I was in a hurry at that time, and I didn't have time to search for some materials from the corpse of Seifel's young dragon.

Moreover, Sefiel is a young dragon after all, and the quality of the Hidden Sword barrel made of its dragon claw and dragon skin is not very high. Bu Laike stroked the Hidden Sword barrel on his arm, and the character card immediately gave the entry:

Dragon Claw Hidden Blade

epic quality

Extremely effective piercing. Extremely effective armor breaking. Extremely effective toughness. Enhanced magic breaking

With special effects:

Hidden Blade Strike: The first hit with the Hidden Blade out of its sheath has a high chance of causing triple piercing damage.

Although it is of epic quality, the entries are in a mess. There is not a single entry for Transcendence. In the jargon of players, this thing belongs to "garbage purple".

The effect is not as useful as some super blue.

But no matter what, this thing is also considered a weapon. Ordinary people only have two hands, and carrying two weapons is the limit. Adding two Hidden Blades on the body is equivalent to carrying two more weapons.

In an emergency, it is not necessary to raise your hands for a boxing championship.

Besides, Bo Laike intends to use this practical and stylish thing as a symbol of his faction.

After defeating Pasonia Shaw in a while, he will make a request to Ravenholdt Manor. Only assassins of his own faction are eligible to wear this thing.

It will be a status symbol!

The pirate sat on the griffin and flew all the way to the Lethero Canyon on the edge of the barren land. He had already started planning the future of his faction in his mind, and he was sure of winning.

At his feet, after flying away from the lush forests of the Valley of the Kings, what came into view was a barren land and Gobi scenery, as if separated by a mountain, two worlds.

And from his height, he could vaguely see the Black Rock Mountain at the border of the Burning Plain and the Scorching Canyon.

That mountain is one of the highest peaks in the southern border of the Eastern Continent, but it is not as snow-capped as the mountain in Khaz Modan, but on the contrary, like a dormant extinct volcano.

There are streaks of black smoke rising from the black mountain into the sky, making the sky extremely cloudy.

It is also a typical area where the strange power of the Azeroth world acts on the material world. Under that mountain, there is a terrible big guy hiding.

"I'll come to trouble you later!"

The pirate said something to the Black Rock Mountain, as if setting a small goal.

He pulled the reins of the griffin and flew towards the Lethero Canyon in his memory. That place was in the easternmost part of the barren land, separated from the endless sea by a ridge, blocking the wind from the ocean.

And if Bu Laike remembers correctly, in the next few years, that inaccessible canyon will become a stronghold of the black dragon on the eastern continent.

But now, there is nothing in that barren place.

Uh, that's not true either.

There is a grandma who is a master assassin who wants to teach Bu Laike a lesson, a paranoid avenger, a legendary big devil, who is waiting for him there.

"Aww"

The griffin with the saddle and bridle flapped its wings and landed at the entrance of the Lethero Canyon. When it landed, it splashed a lot of dust on the ground, and formed a small sandstorm in this place where there was no water source.

"Go, go back, the next thing is not something you can participate in."

The pirate jumped off the saddle, took out the water bag from the bag, fed the griffin a good meal, patted its fluffy feathers, and said something to it.

This docile and brave bird wailed a few times, flapped its wings and lifted off again, circled a few times above Laike's head, and flew back towards the Valley of the Kings.

After watching it leave, the pirate heaved a sigh of relief, put on the Pirate King suit, put on the eye mask of the Eye of Red, and felt the various effects of the equipment added to his body.

He put on the title of spirit hunter again, looked left and right, turned around and strode into the desolate Grand Canyon behind him.

In order to ensure privacy and safety, no one else is allowed to observe the Master Assassin Trial.

Just the host and the tester.

Perhaps an observer from Ravenholdt Manor.

The pirates walked into the canyon, and sure enough, as Shaw said, the sunlight here was almost direct, and most of the shadows were dispelled, leaving too few opportunities for the assassins to sneak.

Of course, that was for ordinary assassins.

And Master Pasonia didn't make any mystical appearances. After Laike bypassed the entrance of the canyon, he saw the legendary assassin on the scorching ground with smoke and tumbleweeds blowing in front of him.

She was wearing a black battle armor, with a half-covered neck mask on her face, her silver-gray hair was tied into a ponytail, and two moon-shaped daggers were flipping in her hands, like butterflies piercing flowers.

"Don't you want to say something, mother-in-law?"

Bu Laike took out the worn-out hilt from his bosom, injected it with magic power, and a one-meter-long flaming blade popped out. With the other hand, he took out the Loa Almighty Dice and threw it in his hand.

He said:

"Under such circumstances, shouldn't you, a person who represents justice, say a righteous reprimand to suppress an evil will like mine?"

"I have nothing to say to you. I put goodwill in front of your eyes, and you kicked it away."

Pasonia said in a cold tone:

"I've seen a lot of people who have gone the wrong way in my life, some people are just fate, they don't know that they have done evil, they can be forgiven.

But you are not!

You know it's evil, but you still do it. "

"Sorry, you have to remind me."

Bu Laike threw the dice in his hand into the air, and while the dice were flipped, he said to Passonia:

"The evil you're talking about, do you mean that I became a pirate, or that I became friends with Garona? Or did I go against your will and spoil your good grandson?"

In the next moment, the figures of the two disappeared into the shadows under the sun at the same time.

The pirate asked the question.

Granny Xiao will of course answer him.

The premise is that he can hear this whisper conveyed on the blade.

If he doesn't understand, it's a disaster.

(end of this chapter)