Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 443

From Westfall to Khaz Modan, there is a small merchant ship with the flag of Lordaeron floating on the sea.

The mast was broken, and a group of guys in black robes were busy on the blood-stained deck.

The smell of gunpowder smoke still lingered in the surrounding wind, and one after another corpses were thrown into the surrounding sea water. If you listen carefully, there are terrifying roaring and chewing sounds coming from the cabin.

Some hideous claw marks can even be seen where the poop breaks.

In the first half of the small merchant ship, there were still traces of burning, and the pungent smell mixed with the aroma of barbecue made this place feel like hell.

But this small merchant ship is not the point.

The point is that next to the merchant ship, there is a ship in the style of a large human merchant ship. Although it still has a wooden hull covered with an iron hull, it also has masts and sails, but this ship is a product of goblin engineering.

Its power system uses an internal combustion engine carefully designed by goblin engineers. By driving the underwater propeller, it has a more flexible maneuvering method than a sailing warship, and faster short-range acceleration.

And the engines of the goblins are quite advanced and unscientific.

This thing was not designed to burn coal from the very beginning, it was completed in one step, and it used crude oil directly as a fuel, so there was a huge power cabin under the deck, and a team of special human slaves were responsible for maintaining it. normal operation of the gadget.

But because it is a power ship, there is a huge chimney on the poop of this ship. Every time the engine is started, a lot of insufficiently burned black smoke will come out.

However, its technological level is just here. Except for the power system, the other components of this ship are not much different from the current popular sailing ships.

Even for the size of the ship, the number of guns it carried was seriously insufficient.

The pirates on this ship didn't seem to like using artillery as a weapon.

"Snapped"

The black knight, who still smelled of blood, returned to the power ship with something. He was decorated with skeleton boots, leaving a scarlet bloodstain on the deck.

Covering his body and head with a black cloak, he walked quickly to the captain's cabin.

Not only him, but all the pirates on this ship are dressed in this way. The only difference is that some pirates wear armor and some wear robes.

But all of them exuded a strangely consistent smell.

It was a mixture of darkness, cruelty and indifference. The crew had no communication with each other, and often only needed a look to understand each other's meaning.

Also, for unknown reasons, the number of demons on this ship is a bit high.

The work of moving supplies, guarding, and cleaning the deck is basically done by low-level demons, and outside the captain's cabin on the poop, there are two demon guards holding large axes on the left and right.

It's not so much a pirate ship as it is a demon ship.

"Boss, we found something!"

The black knight strode into the captain's cabin, and said to Eredin, the leader of the black knight and head of the Black Spirit Pirates, who was sitting on the captain's chair, holding the kingslayer dagger Garona threw in Karazhan.

"We found it in the cabin, but unfortunately let the dwarf mage get away."

As he spoke, he cupped his hands, and handed over the things he found from the slaughtered small merchant ship next to him. Inside his black gauntlets lay a ruby ​​wand.

Elven style, exquisite and unusual, just hold it in your hand, you can feel the magical echo.

This is a very advanced magic item.

Also one of the treasures that Bo Laike Shaw looted from the cellars in Karazhan.

It was left to Red Jack by Bo Laike as a reward, and was sold by Red Jack to a dwarf mage in Dalaran at a high price. Now, after another slaughter, the wand is back in the hands of the Black Knight.

But Aridin did not take the wand.

He played with the dagger in his hand, and nodded to his brother, who also picked up the wand, walked a few steps aside, and put it in the storage cabinet on the bulkhead of the captain's cabin.

In the large cabinet made of magic glass, several treasures have been placed in the upper and lower floors, and those were all hunted back by the Black Spirit Pirates during this period of time.

Well, the way they get these things back should not be so peaceful.

"The daring dwarf mage who dared to touch the treasure of the Black Knight went back to Dalaran?"

Aridin wore the black knight helmet and asked in a low voice:

"Is the curse mark marked up?"

"It's locked, boss."

The black knight who brought back the treasure touched the glass collection cabinet in front of him, and another treasure dedicated to Sargeras was recovered, which made his cursed heart feel a little peace.

But after only a moment of calm, even greater anger rose in his heart, urging him not to stop chasing and killing until all the tribute dedicated to the great master was taken back.

He turned and said to the chief:

"That stupid dwarf who clamors to call himself 'Mighty Millhouse Manastorm' thinks he's escaped, but as soon as we set foot in Dalaran, there's no escape for him.

Haven't the people we sent already detected it?

The damn villain Bu Laike Shaw left many of our treasures in that magic city. And that city itself has a lot of treasures hidden in it.

As long as we complete a successful raid, boss, our curse will be relieved a lot, and we can gain peace of mind. "

"Dalaran? That's for later."

The leader of the Black Knights, Eredin, shook his head. He stroked the sea chart he bought from the goblin with his gauntleted fingers, and pointed at the location of the Kalimdor continent.

He said:

"I sensed it in my nightmare.

The cursed treasure that Bu Laike Shaw took from us, he gave to a group of eerie elves. And those elves are now active in the forests on the west coast of Kalimdor.

That's nearly all the treasures Bo Laike looted from us the first time around.

We must go there first.

Take back our treasures from those elves. "

"Everything follows your instructions, leader."

The black knight who proposed to go to Dalaran did not object.

He bowed obediently to Aridin, and then exited the captain's cabin. When he walked out of the cabin door, he heard Aridin order to him:

"The work of recruiting servants who are willing to follow the great master in the human towns must also be paid close attention. The number of crew members on this ship is not enough. Although the demons are not afraid of battle, they are stupid and can't learn sailing.

If we want to compete with the evil party at sea, we must train our crew and sailors.

Kil'jaeden is also urging me to expand the size of the Burning Legion's lurkers in Azeroth, which is what the master wants to see.

This world will be destroyed by the master, and after a long search, we loyal servants are finally given a more important mission.

We must do our best to dedicate ourselves to the master in order to be promoted after liberation. "

"Okay, I will personally go to supervise and recruit."

The black knight nodded and asked again:

"Speaking of 'promotion', Captain, what about the messenger from Hell held in the bilge? It declares that Bu Laike Shaw is a traitor from Hell, and Hela also regards him as an enemy.

Do we want to participate in Hela's promised 'promotion'? "

"Hella? Tch"

Eredin smiled disdainfully, stroked the dagger in his hand, and said:

"A mere Odin's failed creation, what qualifications do you have to promise us, the loyal servants of the great master? She will eventually be reduced to ashes in the power of the master, along with everything she hates.

Don't bother with it.

But there is no need to become an enemy with it. At the next port, leave the messenger behind. "

The black knight nodded, put on his hood, and strode away with the dark long sword at his waist.

The door of the captain's cabin was closed the next moment, and the windowless room was immediately plunged into darkness, while Eredin, who had adapted to the waves of the sea, leaned on his captain's chair.

He put the Kingslayer dagger on the table, put his hands on the armrest, closed his eyes, and began to think about the next robbery of the Black Spirit Pirates.

Ever since the previous attempt to seize the ship from the Kul Tiras fleet was easily overturned, Aridin has become much more at ease.

The former cunning merchant bought a boat from the Goblin Cartel in Booty Bay and set out to cruise the seas.

During these few months at sea, Eredin has completed the transformation from a black knight on land to a pirate on the sea. The once unlucky cunning businessman has now become a quite qualified pirate.

Although at first he set foot on the road of pirates in order to recover the looted treasures, but now, after tasting the life of pirates, Eredin is a little fond of the current life.

There are endless treasures buried in this fertile sea, and you can fight and plunder to your heart's content on the sea, watching those weak and weak struggling to survive under their own trample.

The unholy pleasure of enjoying their lives being ended by themselves, the joy of destruction, all of which give the damned a bit of a ride.

Although the eight brothers under his command didn't say anything, Eredin could also feel that in recent months, everyone seemed to have found a new goal in the life of the curse.

They chase treasures scattered around the world.

In the process of serving the master, by the way, I can satisfy myself with a little "indulgence". A life full of killing and blood is a perfect match for the cursed ones like them.

Oh, why didn't I find out before that there are such fun things in this world?

"Eridin"

As the water surged, a faint voice suddenly sounded, waking up the leader of the black knight who was immersed in dark fantasy. He opened his eyes and held the Kingslayer dagger in front of him in his hand.

In the next moment, a powerful magical illusion opened in front of his eyes.

The spirit of the black knight seemed to have crossed the starry sky and came to a burning temple. On the skull throne in front of his eyes, one of the two leaders of the Burning Legion was sitting.

Lieutenant of the Dark Titan Sargeras, Burning Demon of the Stars, leader of the eredar demons, and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.

However, when facing Kil'jaeden, Ariden did not choose to kneel.

This cunning businessman and cruel pirate has his own stubborn dignity. The demon king in front of him is very powerful, and he can be crushed to death countless times with one finger.

But so what?

It is nothing more than the servant of the master of Sargeras, and itself is also the servant of the master.

There is no difference in status between the two.

How can a servant bow down to another servant?

Kil'jaeden ignored the ridiculous dignity of the tiny creature before him.

The big devil summoned him not to chat, and this kind of communication across countless galaxies is not easy for fraudsters.

The demon king sat on his skull throne, with its wings hanging down on both sides of the throne, looking down at the phantom of the black knight and pirate below.

It said with a voice enough to make the stars tremble:

"You have a new mission. The weak black knight, another lieutenant of Sargeras, Archimonde, he wants"

"You should call him your master with full respect! Arrogant and bold devil, remember your identity!"

Before the fraudster finished speaking, Eredin took the initiative to reprimand him.

The boldness of the black knight made the fraudster clenched his paws on the armrest, but the fraudster was worthy of being a fraudster, after being scolded by such a small creature, he suppressed his anger and did not get angry.

Instead, put it another way.

"Okay, okay, another servant of my master, Archimonde the Polluter, is planning a direct invasion of Azeroth."

The fraudster said to the pirate in front of him in a playful tone:

"My companion laughed at my failure in the orc war. He was eager to prove his strength, exactly the same as he was more than 20,000 years ago. He was impatient but did not hide his ambition.

But for the master's great cause, of course I will help him.

you!

Aridin, weak servant of the great master, I order you to take your wrecked ship at once and go to Dalaran to find the Book of Medivh, which you should be familiar with.

After finding that book, find a source of magic in Azeroth, use magic power to break the constraints of time and space, and summon Archimonde into your world.

He will also send his minions to help you in this cause.

You must do your best. "

"Dalaran?"

Eredine froze for a moment.

Then he let out a weird laugh and nodded in agreement.

As the pirate was about to leave, he heard the fraudster say to him again:

"The two dark blades created by my will are useless in your hands, you can't use them, go and find their users for me.

It must be as good as its previous user, Garona Harfolson! "

Behind the pirate, the burning demon rubbed his chin with his sharp claws, and said to Eredin:

"As for you, as long as you do well this time, I will tailor a weapon for you, which will help you become the sea demon king of Azeroth.

But Aredin, loyal servant of the great master, remember who you are.

And, choose your friends in the Legion carefully. "

(end of this chapter)