Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 688 19. Orc Killer Reserve

"The clothes are nice."

After reading the attributes of the "dividend" armor presented by the little star, Bu Laike rubbed his chin and commented in this way.

But it's not just good, is it?

This set of battle armor is just like its description, which is basically the highest quality that mortal man-made objects can achieve.

Battle armor is not a weapon, especially this kind of complete set of armor, it is even more difficult to make.

The collection of materials alone is a huge problem.

But Laike has reason to suspect that the reason why Little Xingxing can give this suit as a gift to herself so generously is because she has gained enough benefits.

I don't care too much about the gains and losses of a set of armor.

"Hey, you went to Ravenholdt Manor with her that day, you little idiot, come and tell me secretly, how many good things did she get from the Duke's treasure Curry?"

The smelly pirate looked at the little murloc who was still eating meat, and asked in a low voice.

Benbo Erba croaked, waved his oily claws, and made an exaggerated "many, many" movement.

There was another look of envy in the big eyes.

Although it also got a dividend, but after all, it was the little star who took the big head.

Thinking of this, the little murloc suddenly remembered something.

It shuddered, quickly took out a wooden box from its bag, and handed it to Bu Laike with both hands. The fish had a flattering expression on its face, as if offering a treasure.

"what is this?"

Bo Laike took the box in surprise.

When I opened it, I found a box full of original embryos of Ravenholdt's seal. Each is in the same style as the sapphire seal of the Master Assassin he wears in his left hand.

But it has not been embellished with gems, nor has it been enchanted.

The pirate's breathing was heavy at this moment. The box in front of him was the most valuable treasure after Ravenholdt Manor was looted!

He stretched out his hand and touched the original embryo of a seal, and the attribute entry was in front of him:

Name: Unfinished Rahovande Seal

Quality: Epic [The final quality depends on the craftsmanship level of gem inlay and infusion treatment, the highest level is Excellence·Legendary, the lowest level is Excellence·Epic]

Attributes: Not Completed, No Attributes

Item special effect: waiting to be filled

Item description:

The technique of how to make the Seal of the Master Assassin has been secretly passed down in the Ravenholdt family for thousands of years. Since the year the League of Assassins was founded, it has had an absolutely secret production line at the magic artisans of Quel'Thalas.

The production of each seal has to go through complicated craftsmanship, and it is specially designed according to the different power preferences of each master assassin.

Such sigils are time-consuming and labor-intensive to make, making them a gift that should only be bestowed upon those of importance to Ravenholdt's cause.

This is not only a symbol of strength, but also a proof of identity in the dark world.

Please find jewelers, enchanters, and inscribers who are skilled enough to complete these masterpieces, and please don't humiliate this ancient inheritance with poor craftsmanship.

"There are more than 20 original seals here. If you sell them all, it will be enough to exchange for several battleships for me!"

Laike pursed his lips, and carefully put this box of seals into his luggage.

The magic eyeball on his shoulder flipped down, and he stared fiercely at the little murloc with his head tilted and whistling. Bu Laike said in a low tone:

"If you didn't have today's incident, when do you plan to give them to me? You can't protect such things. If they are taken away, I will lose a real treasure.

I think you are really itchy again, you little idiot! Are you going to hide the loot again? "

"quack quack"

Ben Boerba hurriedly waved his paw and explained.

This time, it really wasn't doing bad things on purpose. It was because the situation in Dalaran was too scary before, and there was another exciting naval battle. After that, it has been busy for a while, which caused this matter to be left behind.

It can't be helped, the murloc's brain is the size of a fist, and it's not as smart as Bu Laike.

"Forget it this time."

Bu Laike shook his head, and put on the Bone Scythe battle armor neatly in this deserted valley, and buckled the gray neck guard covering the lower half of his face on his neck and chin.

Coupled with the red eye patches on the eyes, the pirate's cheeks are completely covered.

Best of all, it didn't stop Boo Laike from wearing the Pirate King's pirate hat, so instead of the Bonescythe, the pirate donned the battered black pirate trench coat with the skull flagon on his waist.

Finally, put the heavy watchman's cloak over the battle suit.

The most peculiar part of this set of armor is the shoulder armor. On the shoulder armor with excellent protection on both sides, six weapon slots are reserved for fixing daggers and throwing knives.

This design is very clever.

It allows pirates to attack with the fastest speed when they need weapons.

However, because of the suit of combat boots, Hemet's hunting boots cannot be worn.

But those shoes are only useful for hunting and treasure hunting, and their hip-pull properties make it difficult for them to provide force support to Bo Laike in battle.

Laike glanced at the blood bar on the character card that was obviously extended by a large amount, felt his own strength increase, moved his shoulders and fingers, and put the last part of the bone scythe armor, the black magic ring worn on the right hand.

In this way, he wears three rings on his left hand and one on his right hand, which makes him look more upstart.

"There are only six more, and we can collect all the achievements of 'Lord of the Rings'."

Bu Laike laughed.

He snapped his fingers to the little murloc and said:

"Don't eat, it's time to go. Let's go to the side of the road and find a few 'heroes' who can save the Red Dragon Queen. Well, this place is not far from Stratholme. I feel like I already have the first candidate."

He whistled and summoned the loyal Hippogryph to descend.

The little murloc decided not to take a "free ride" this time. It summoned its new flying dragon Shadwalker in this inaccessible place, first fed the leftover bones to this ugly alien dragon, and then turned around and rode Behind Shudwalk, follow Braike into the sky.

Although the pirates said that they would randomly find a few people to be heroes, after all they wanted them to take risks in a cursed city full of orcs, so they definitely couldn't just randomly recruit a few people on the streets to make up the number.

At least a little bit of self-preservation, right?

And to be honest, saving the Red Dragon Queen is really not something that anyone can do casually.

On the way to Stratholme, Braike called out in his heart:

"My servant, are you there?"

"Xalatath is always waiting in your heart, my little master."

Miss Void Essence responded to Bu Laike's call after a few seconds. She was about to say a few dirty jokes to tease her innocent master, when she heard Bu Laike whisper to her:

"The red dragons are about to act, they have already contacted the Magic Legion and the Emerald Legion, and are preparing to storm Grim Batol and rescue their queen.

You should break the news to your 'Mr. Mother'.

Before the enemies of the black dragons arrive, it is time for you to move. "

"How dare they?"

Hearing this news, Xalatas asked in surprise:

"The soul of the dragon is now in the hands of the high-ranking warlock Nekros Skullcrusher of the Dragonmaw clan, and that cunning orc holds it with him even when he eats and sleeps.

I wanted to 'borrow' it to see it, but he refused.

With that thing, any dragon approaching Grim Batol will be discovered in advance, and Zuluhed, the chieftain of the Dragonmaw clan, is a guy who is very good at taming dragons.

Under his training, many young red dragons have given up hope and completely obeyed the command of the orcs. Dragons alone cannot rescue their queen.

As much as they come, as much as they will be given away. "

"Certainly not only by the dragon, my stupid servant."

Bu Laike described Jorazzi Ravenholdt's tricks to Xal'atath in detail, and he concluded:

"Their plan is very simple. After Jorachi steals or destroys the dragon soul, the guardian dragons will come out together and wipe out all the sad Dragonmaw orcs with a thunderstorm."

"The little master wants me to stop that cunning human old man?"

Xal'atath let out a low, cold laugh, and she said:

"My black dragon companions and I are absolutely happy to do this for you. It's nothing more than a human legendary assassin. Under the wings of the black dragon, as many as they come and die!"

"No, I will do this myself. I am telling you this news just to let you black dragons prepare for the transfer in advance."

The smelly pirate breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"I know what Dragon Mother Sinestra is doing in Grim Batol, and I even know what her plans and intentions are. Remember when I told you last time, after helping me subdue Meng Faithtoth, I Will you be rewarded?

Now is the time for me to reward you.

Follow the dragon mother and take those polluted red and black dragon eggs to the world of Dellano, where you can find a new unfettered home for the black dragon army.

Of course, remember not to go to Gorgrond, there is a terrible king of Gorgron who is sharpening his knife and preparing to taste the taste of black dragon meat.

And your reward, in the holy mountain of Oshu'gun in the Nagrand Grasslands, inside the place of faith of the orcs, you can find a godsend that will make you ecstatic.

That is my best compliment to you for your dedication and dedication to me for a long time. "

Speaking of this, Laike stopped for a while, and he looked at Stratholme City, which was already silhouetted in his eyes in the distance.

He said:

"This is also an opportunity for you. You can choose whether to separate from me and exist alone to pursue your own 'freedom'. I don't have any complaints about your choice.

After all, we had a good cooperation before.

It's easy to get together and go away.

But as I said before, if you choose to leave me and pursue your own life, then half of the void power you left with me will belong to me. "

"Oh, little master, why are you talking about this unpleasant thing again?"

Xalatas pretended to be dissatisfied and complained:

"I have emphasized many times, my little master, I only have one sun in my heart, and I am loyal to you, and I will never leave you.

In your words, you'll never get rid of me, a goblin from the void"

"Don't talk so much, my servant."

Bu Laike chuckled lightly and said meaningfully:

"Let's wait until you see the 'reward' I give you in another world, I think there is at least a 60% chance that you will choose to leave me.

After all, for a Void Essence like you, the chance to reshape your body in the material world is very rare.

all right.

With that said, hurry up and find your 'mother' and tell her the bad news so that she can prepare early.

At this stage, it's not a good time for Deathwing's outstanding yet frightening 'biological research' to appear under the sun. "

After speaking, Bu Laike took the initiative to cut off the connection with Xalatath.

Behind the galloping Hippogryph, he grinned a strange smile, seeing the suspicion of the old man Sakir floating beside him, the noisy skull shouted in Eredun:

"Your smile reminds me of my outstanding disciple, when Archimonde cut off my head, his smile was exactly like yours.

You must be thinking about something shady."

"Yes, but does it bother you, sir."

Bu Laike retorted.

Sakir let out a weird laugh, and it said:

"No, I'm just glad to see that I won't be the only wretch to be ripped apart by the evil ones, and your evil style suits me well, Pirate.

I decided to open up a little knowledge to you.

Do you want to learn?

All it takes is a little havoc to cheer me up, and I'll give you this valuable knowledge for free. "

"No need at the moment, thank you."

Bu Laike politely refused:

"Keep your old-fashioned knowledge to yourself, and you have seen it with your own eyes. I, who can rely on my own magic to enslave Nathrezim, don't need the experience of a loser.

Maybe saying that makes you a little uncomfortable, but.

shut up!

Below is the territory of the Holy Light!

You don't want to be thrown into the holy fire to be forged, so just perform your duty as an ornament honestly for me! "

"Poor brat! You dare not use me at all."

Grandpa Thakiel was irritated by Bo Laike's posturing, but he soon realized that Bo Laike was not joking, as he also noticed the Holy Light shining on the cathedral in Stratholme.

It let out a snort of disdain, and when the hippogryph landed, it reluctantly dropped back onto Bo Laike's belt, holding back all its magic and pretending it was just an evil ornament.

"Very well, it seems that you have learned the way we get along with each other. As an old man who is tens of thousands of years old, your ability to learn and adapt is really good."

The pirate commented like this.

A few minutes later, he commanded the sky to land carelessly on the upper town of Stratholme, a low-key manor hidden within the streets.

On the edge of the arena, there was a young man in a linen gown silently swinging a sword.

"Hey!"

Bu Laike jumped onto the branch, pulled out the flagon from his waist, and shouted to the young man in front of him:

"Your Highness, are you busy recently?

I heard that you abandoned the Holy Light, what a wise choice! Without the so-called hope, there will naturally be no despair after the hope is shattered, so you can stay away from that sad life path.

Come on, don't be in a hurry to scold me, and don't be in a hurry to complain. I came here today with a 'noble mission', and I want to invite you to join a mission that allows you to vent your anger wantonly. "

The pirate unscrewed the cap of the flask and shouted to Alsace:

"Are you interested in following me, the 'orc killer', to kill a few orcs?"

(end of this chapter)