Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 352 61. Quack, quack, big conquest!

"boom boom boom"

The flying shells passed over the village where thousands of murlocs gathered, and hit the swamp obliquely.

The loud explosion scared the local murlocs and ran away, and the murloc cubs hid in the houses made of debris and thatch in fear.

However, a few shells were very accurate, and they hit the magic hydra that was being fed by the cunning local murloc leader Mogul the Tideweaver, which was running wildly.

No way, this guy is too tall and too big.

It was as tall as the legendary mammoth in Northrend. Under the guidance of the flares fired by Benboerba, it was impossible to miss such a conspicuous target.

This sudden blow immediately attracted the vicious beast's attention to the swamp, and the severe pain made it give up the owner's call.

Turn around and rush towards those ghost pirates.

"Mrgllll glrrm gl!"

The tide weaver Mogul, who was supposed to win, stared at this scene dumbfounded. He yelled at his domesticated hydra in despair and annoyance, but it was too late.

The Ghostleg Crab slammed into it like a tank.

Knock down the whole rock where it is, and let the caster murloc fall into the bonfire in embarrassment.

Mogul let out a scream, seeing that he was about to be burned to death by the fire, the murloc caster immediately threw a large-scale frost impact, suppressing the surrounding flames.

It escaped in embarrassment, waved the magic stick in its hand, and frantically threw ice arrows in front of its eyes, trying to block the charge of the ghost leg crab.

But the moment when the spirit beast's virtual reality intersected had a miraculous effect. Guaguala was not blocked for even a second, and charged sideways, swinging its big pincers like a war hammer, knocking the white murloc out.

It turned a few times in the air, fell into the muddy water, and threw the bone stick out of its hand.

It also has to get up and fight back.

It is the murloc king of this swamp! A murloc warrior who can fight the ferocious Naga on equal terms! How could he be defeated so easily by this group of bloody alien murlocs?

It's just that there is no chance.

The little murloc Benbo Erba had already rushed over, swung the epic-quality Borei Warhammer in his hand, and hit Mogul's head, beating the murloc leader dizzily.

Mogul still wanted to get up in embarrassment.

However, the fierce and dexterous little idiot drew out his dagger and stabbed him a few times.

After all, he is a spellcaster murloc, so how could he possibly be the opponent of Ben Boerba who "watches" Bu Laike's fights every day in hand-to-hand combat?

What's more, there was the oppressive blow of the ghost-legged crab. Within a few seconds, the blood-stained Tideweaver was dragged back to the campfire by the little murloc.

The big melee of sixty murlocs was also decided.

Obviously, the murloc pirates under the little murloc's command were better, of course mainly because they took advantage of the cheaper equipment.

Blind Guang used the black iron battle ax to chop several murlocs.

But the old blind man is not motivated, after so long, he still can't get used to this battle axe, it took advantage of the opportunity of victory, picked up the heads of those murlocs that it had chopped off by itself, and put them at the leader's feet.

While showing off his achievements, he threw the tomahawk in front of his eyes as if complaining, stepped on it a few times with muddy water splashing, and then said a few words to Ben Boer, like a request.

The little murloc blinked.

Then he sighed in a very humane way, showing the kind of eyes that Bu Laike often shows to scold his subordinates for their incompetence, but he is still the number one general under his command

Being able to fight is really able to fight.

Stupid is really stupid, not as smart as Cookie.

The little murloc took out a green high-quality long-handled weapon from his luggage, and casually threw the harpoon-like thing to Old Blind Eye.

Then he looked at the old blind man happily waving his harpoon and walking away with the eyes of a fool.

It dragged the blue high-quality black iron battle ax that Old Blind had left behind with difficulty, and threw it to a local murloc warrior who was knocked to the ground by murloc pirates.

The little murloc saw clearly just now.

The strongest guy among the murlocs in Azsuna, he overthrew three pirates of the croak gua la pirate group by himself.

This is a guy worth cultivating and recruiting.

It stepped on the tide weaver Mogul, who was only breathing, and made a "take" and "surrender" gesture to the local murloc warrior, who hesitated.

He sneaked a glance at the leader who had been defeated, and lowered his head without speaking.

The little murloc yelled fiercely, then pointed to the panicked local murloc cubs beside him, and made a threatening cutting motion.

The strong murloc warrior raised his hand in fear, shouted twice, obediently picked up the big ax that Benboerba threw to him, and held it in his hand.

This was the first one to surrender, and Benbo Erba was very happy.

It turned its head and shouted to its subordinates, those local murloc warriors who were not killed on the spot were dragged to the coast by the murloc pirates.

The selection of people in Benboerba is very strict.

Not all murlocs need it,

It only wants the strongest and bravest ones. The murlocs that can be called out to fight by Mogul must be local murloc warriors, and this is the qualified subordinate it needs.

As for the remaining murlocs

The little murlocs didn't make things difficult for them either, they just searched the "treasure house" of the murloc village, and then sent a clever cookie to take a few murlocs to the cave of the hydra, and put its snake All the eggs came out.

Then he walked away with Mogul, the tide weaver who had passed out.

Without the guidance of Mogul, the murloc wise man, this murloc village of thousands of people would soon split into many small villages, fighting with each other and rarely dying.

Azsuna is rich in supplies, and the swamp is big enough. As long as the bad Naga who enslave the murlocs are driven away, the local murlocs will live a carefree and happy life.

Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the local murlocs, Benboerba dragged the unconscious Mogul back onto the saddle behind his beloved deep-sea beast, Guaguala, and headed for the inner lake of Asuna on a big crab that was "rampant". go ahead.

Ok.

The "Great Conquest" of the Guala Guala Pirates has come to a successful conclusion, and it's time to go to the next place with their owner, Bu Laike, to conquer the next group of murlocs.

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The murloc's Yule War is over.

But Captain Grayson's war isn't over yet.

"Hit it on the head! Bastard, aim!"

The ghost captain scolded his incompetent ghost gunner, waved the bloodletter sword in his hand, and yelled:

"Kill that monster! I will decorate my beloved ship with its heart."

"Which head? Captain."

The helpless ghost gunner raised his head and asked his captain:

"It has three heads!"

"Bastard! Do I still need to teach you this? Of course which one is easier to beat the other!"

Grayson cursed again.

He was about to be pissed off by these empty-headed ghost sailors, and now he really missed the group of old guys from more than a hundred years ago, they would never ask such a stupid question.

Ugh.

In the more than a hundred years after his death, Kul Tiras has risen on the endless sea, and his family dominates. The majestic pirates who are the king of the sea can only hide in some corners and survive.

There is no longer the passion and courage of the good men who fought the sea a hundred years ago.

"boom"

Just as the ghost captain was feeling emotional, a shell flew out and hit the middle head of the hydra that was chasing them in the inner lake. The sharp and heavy shell hit the solid scales, tearing the flesh and bones apart.

Let the remaining two heads of the ugly and crazy hydra roar in unison, but the middle head is completely hopeless, and Larson is there like a dead snake.

This hydra is rare elsewhere in Azeroth.

Only in areas other than the civilization of the Broken Isles do they survive. In the catalog of magical creatures of the Narsalas College, these behemoths that require magic power to grow will also be listed as "legendary creatures."

But they are the kind of legendary creatures that are quite hip. Although there are three powerful individuals with different magical attributes, the rest basically only have the ability of poison attacks.

Basically at the bottom of the legendary creature food chain.

If you can bully ignorant ordinary people, you can easily be beheaded and killed when you meet real fighters.

For example, now, a shell shattered the head in the middle, which made the beast raised by the murlocs panic, and stopped chasing the outrageously fast ghost ship.

It roared and fled back to the swamp, but how could the pirates who like to fight with the wind the most allow it to escape?

"Snake venom!"

Grayson yelled, his tone excited.

The harpoon cannon on the Might of Jotunheim was quickly aimed at the fleeing hydra, and ghost pirates smeared some weird liquid on the thick corroded harpoon bolts.

That is the hunting toxin extracted by the Wharton snake people. They use this poison to hunt and kill other creatures in the desert.

Natalie, the ship's doctor, has specialized in this rare snake venom, an extremely fast-acting neurotoxin perfect for hunting large creatures.

"emission!"

The ghost captain gave an order, and the sharp crossbow arrows were shot out by the harpoon gun, and pierced into the fleeing hydra, causing the terrifying creature to let out a mournful roar again.

It tried very hard to escape the hunt of these pirates, but finally fell down in the swamp hundreds of meters away from its lair.

Grayson carried the bloodletter's sword and led his crew ashore on foot. He swung the sword and slashed at the hydra's head. The sharp blade cut through the bone and threw the python-like head aside.

"Huh? Did you hear that?"

The ghost captain also planned to take out the heart of the hydra to decorate his love ship, but he soon heard a strange sound similar to a raven and the neighing of a war horse in the dark night above his head.

A group of ghost pirates raised their heads and looked around in the dark night. They could see a huge black shadow galloping across the sky, just like the legendary Pegasus.

"What the hell is that?"

Grayson cursed, and he clenched the saber in his hand. This ghost pirate would definitely not be afraid, but this weird scene made him vigilant.

It wasn't until the huge black shadow circled the night sky, and against the background of the bonfire in the murloc village, flapped its huge wings in an elegant and majestic manner, and landed lightly on the swamp, that the pirates saw clearly what it was.

A war horse!

Do not.

It is a weird hybrid beast with a majestic stag-like hind limbs and a head of a giant crow, as well as broad wings like a griffin and forelimbs with sharp claws like an eagle.

The weirdest thing is that there are a pair of antlers growing on the forehead of the covert feathers on this mount.

It looks the same as the four different ones.

The size of this thing is comparable to the tallest sea-maned steed in Kul Tiras. If it spreads its wings, it will be bigger and more ferocious than the average griffin.

But its feathers and mane are very rich and bright, and its body is a beautiful violet color.

This is a noble color, setting it off like a king of the sky.

It is covered with exquisite and ancient elf armor, and there is a metal helmet on the bird's beak. Under the helmet, a pair of sharp eyes are staring at the ghost in front of it.

There is even a ferocious gaze that only belongs to hunters.

"Hey, my incompetent subordinates, you actually dare to hunt and kill a legendary beast in front of a natural hunter... Well, I read it wrong, it's not a legend.

Just an ordinary hydra, forget it.

You can kill whatever you want. "

A familiar voice sounded from the saddle behind this fierce and weird flying beast. Hearing this familiar "incompetent subordinate", a group of ghost pirates immediately lowered their vigilance.

Who else could speak in such an obnoxious tone?

Isn't it their powerful, mysterious and evil fleet commander, Your Excellency?

"Hey, Captain."

Grayson stuck the dark red saber back into his waist. He took a few steps forward, sized up the vicious flying monster, and shouted to Bu Laike, who jumped off the saddle and comforted his new mount:

"Where did you get this thing?"

"It was deciphered by me."

Bu Laike laughed, stretched out his hand to caress this beautiful hippogryph that was bouncing around like a horse, and neighing with its head up. He said:

"It was a joke and a gift left by an outstanding graduate of Narsalas College 10,000 years ago to his juniors, and no one has been able to find it for 10,000 years.

That's why the lonely Hippogryph King waited ten thousand years in the ruins of that time-suspended time for me.

I love that it can carry me into the sky.

So, I decided to call it 'Sky'. "

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Grayson and the killed hydra, pouted his lips, shook his head, turned over and rode on Cang Qiong, the hippogryph king who didn't like swamps very much and seemed a little irritable.

He bowed his head to Grayson during the smooth takeoff with a gust of wind and said:

"I'm going to continue to decipher other 'strange stories' about Nazaras College, and by the way, wait for the 'guest' who came late, you can just play here.

Remember to go to the ruins of Zahnar and help Maim and Anaris finish. By the way, tell that ambitious Nightborne chick for me.

She wants to be the leader of the Nightborne Pirates, yes!

But first let me see what she's capable of. "

(end of this chapter)