Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 869 199. "Messenger of Peace" Bu Laike

The steel belt that Reid gave was a big deal.

The shape of this thing is resolute and majestic, and there is a skeleton made of steel on the front as a decoration, which gives it an evil atmosphere, and it is not the work of a serious blacksmith at first glance.

At least the blacksmiths of the copperbeard dwarves don't like decorations like skeletons.

Bu Laike caressed this steel belt, and could feel some strange traces like bone spurs in the cold steel lines. The character card quickly gave the entry for this belt:

Name: Spine of Naintus

Quality: legend

Attribute: slightly

Item effects:

1. King of Smash Bros.:

If the wearer's attack hits more than three targets at the same time, the power hidden in the belt will be activated, granting the wearer a temporary power boost and doubling the attack speed.

This effect has no cooldown and stacks three times.

2. Hatred:

Naintus died in a surprise attack without a direct combat, which buried the hatred of the naga warriors deep in his spine. It hated all long-range attacks, thinking that it was the way of the cowardly.

Every time the wearer uses a long-range attack, there is a chance to trigger [Naga's Resentment], being shocked by Naintus's dead soul, and applying the [Weakness] effect.

Attack speed reduced by 50%, movement speed reduced by 100%.

If the wearer is attacked by the enemy with a long-range weapon, [Wrath of the Naga] will be triggered immediately, increasing the movement speed of the wearer by 100% until the melee combat begins.

Item description:

Naintus is the most famous mad warrior under the command of Queen Azshara. Its bravery, madness and loyalty are as eternal legends in the Maelstrom.

The maddened Naga Warlord is dead, but its mad power still yearns for the fight.

"The forging skills of the Thorium Brotherhood are indeed not weaker than the legendary blacksmiths of the Bronzebeard Dwarves. If you want Muradin to forge this belt, he can't do better."

Bu Laike stroked the slightly sinister belt in his hand, then threw it to Maim next to him, saying:

"Since your big brother paid for it, it belongs to you. Use it well and don't let the jade beads get dusty."

Maim looked at the legendary belt in his hand unexpectedly.

He hesitated, and said:

"Ms. Fenner is still outside Blackstone Mountain, maybe this belt is more suitable for her?"

"If you let you take it, you can take it. How can there be so much nonsense? If she wants it, let her exchange the spoils herself."

The magic eye on Bu Laike's shoulder glared at Maim, and the green skin had learned to be modest. Of course, it was more likely that he wanted to win Finna Golden Sword's kindness.

After all, the sibling relationship between Bu Laike and Fenner is well known among these captains.

Flattering, not shabby.

But the stinky pirate was obviously unwilling to break the rules. He told Madam Catherine that in order to control the pirate fleet, he had to be the commander in chief.

Although Maim offered to give it away, Fenner couldn't just take it for real. Once the news got out, the idiot Fenner would not be able to gain a foothold in the fleet.

After all, for pirates, fairness is the cornerstone of unity.

Seeing Bu Laike's resolute expression, Maim stopped talking and put on the steel belt in front of Bu Laike.

This fellow Red is also being cautious. The specifications of this belt are obviously made for orcs. With Fenna's small waist, she had to wrap the belt twice to keep it secure.

"Is an emissary from the Thorium Brotherhood with you?"

Bu Laike asked, Red nodded and complained:

"That dwarf drunk originally planned to join us at the Black Iron Bar, but that is the territory of the Dark Iron Dwarves, I asked him to come to Blackrock Spire, hell, that dwarf is a barrel!

Can drink better than fish.

He has only been here for a week, and he drank more than half of my wine cellar, which contains wine for two hundred people! "

"Bring him."

Pirate said:

"I want to talk to him, and by the way, invite Drek'Thar here."

"Okay, wait a moment, captain."

Reid responded, summoned his guards at the entrance of the chief's hall, went to his wine cellar in person, and dragged the black iron dwarf blacksmith who was drunk to death.

That guy has a standard face of a black iron dwarf. His dark and broad face is like rolling over a pile of coal. If he closes his eyes and is naked at night, no one will be able to spot him.

This is the perfect "night camouflage".

But once you open your eyes, it won't work. Those burning eyes are as obvious as searchlights in the dark night.

Such eyes certainly cannot be born.

In fact, the burning eyes are a symbol of the Dark Iron dwarves being cursed and enslaved by the Lord of Fire.

Since the end of the Three Hammers War three hundred years ago, the Black Iron Dwarves, who were defeated by the Bronzebeard and Wildhammer allied forces, desperately summoned forces they didn't understand in order to keep their city.

The Lord of Fire in the elemental domain was summoned to the material world. The moment he appeared, he split the entire eastern continent into two, the Red Ridge Mountain, the largest mountain range in the south.

Turn the fertile land into the scorched earth of the Burning Steppes, and change the terrain to shape the southern end of the Badlands into a scorching, pitted canyon.

The most outrageous thing is that the northern part of the Red Ridge Mountains cut off by Ragnaros was uprooted, abruptly changing from an ordinary mountain range to a large volcano that burns all year round.

The magma from the ground was drawn to the surface and erupted year after year, making the entire burning plain completely barren with volcanic ash.

Nearly one-seventh of the entire eastern continent was destroyed, and the continental shelf was permanently changed, all of which were caused by the Fire Lord within ten minutes.

The power of the strongest elemental monarch can be seen.

While the Black Iron Dwarves who summoned the Lord of Fire successfully hugged their territory, they also successfully turned their territory into a piece of worthless scorched earth.

The Bronzebeard and Wildhammer forces were forced to retreat, and the Battle of the Three Hammers came to an end. Thaurissan, the last Dark Iron Emperor who summoned the Elemental Lord, died without a whole body, and all the Dark Iron dwarves were regarded as slaves by the Lord of Fire.

Flame's elemental curse permanently alters their appearance and their powers.

But don't pity the Black Iron Dwarves because of this. Their current evil appearance may be formed because of a curse, but the cunning and viciousness in the bones of the Black Iron Dwarves is the result of their own "struggle".

Ragnaros was limited by the confinement of the elemental realm. He came to the material world to "play" for ten minutes and then returned to his happy hometown. However, the suffering of the black iron dwarves lasted for a full three hundred years.

The elemental avatar of the King of Fire is in the cavern of the Molten Core under the Darkforge City. It has enslaved these dwarves for three hundred years, and has successfully turned most of the black iron into its loyal slaves.

But where there is so-called oppression, there is resistance, and not all exiles have lost themselves. Ahem, cross-talk, in short, when most of the dark iron dwarves kneel down to Ragnaros as dogs, there is still Then the bones of a small black iron dwarf are harder.

They probably suffer from some kind of knee disease, and they can't kneel down all the time.

As vicious and cunning as the other Dark Irons, the bastards who call themselves the Thorium Brotherhood have something that other Dark Iron dwarves don't—they're plotting against the Fire Lord.

For three hundred years, they have not stopped resisting. Although they have been defeated repeatedly and have been expelled from the Darkforge City until now, they have become real exiles, but these bastards are still continuing to fight.

Even the inherent stubbornness of the dwarves was worth a little of Laike's dark wisdom for them.

"Snapped"

His Excellency the Earl of Ocean, who was puffing out the clouds with a pipe in his mouth, waved his hand casually, and a ball of ice slag mixed with the cold sea water hit the face of the drunken muddy Thorium Brotherhood representative.

This moment of sourness directly froze his big face, and made the dwarf jump up from the ground with a cry.

Well, looks totally sober.

He frantically slapped the ice slag on his face, stared at Bu Laike with hatred on his face, waved his hands outward, and with two squeaks, two three-clawed sharp blades popped out of his gauntlets.

Apparently, this "Black Iron Wolverine" is not happy with Bo Laike's "awakening".

He's going to teach the human bastard a lesson.

However, before he started to charge, the three weapons of Maim's war hammer and battle ax and Red's dark hand were "placed" on the neck of the black iron barbarian with fiery red hair.

The fragrance of weapon maintenance oil and the cold touch of the ax blade calmed him down instantly.

"Before you is the leader of the Undead Pirates, the Destroyer of the Gilnean Fleet, the Destroyer of the Old Gods, the Doom of the Storm, the Destroyer of Worlds, the Destroyer of the Polluters, the Destroyer of Dalaran, the Terminator of Orgrim , Friend of the Holy Light, Covenanter of the Blue Dragon, Savior of the Red Dragon, Slayer of the Black Dragon, King of Warlocks, Commander of the Uncrowned, Close Comrades of the Tidehunters, World Subverter Braike Shaw!"

In an extremely majestic tone, Maim uttered the awesome title so fluently that the Black Iron dwarves were stunned. Even with the orc's lung capacity, Maim was a little unsustainable at the end.

But it's over.

This made Bu Laike, who was sitting on the great chief's throne, feel relieved, thinking that this maim is getting more and more capable of doing things, and after he finished talking about this long list of titles, Bu Laike felt a sense of doubt in his heart.

Ah, so I am so awesome?

The black iron dwarf was obviously also suppressed.

After a few seconds of sluggishness, he blinked his red eyes, turned to look at Red, and said:

"This is your master? The real mastermind behind the orthodox tribe? Is he going to attack the King of Fire?"

"Ok."

Red nodded, and said in a short tone:

"You should not ask me, dwarf, Lord Bo Laike is in charge here, and you should speak to him, but he is merciful to forgive your rudeness.

Be careful next time. "

The rebellious black iron dwarf curled his lips, turned his head to look at Bu Laike, and said carelessly:

"The Thorium Brotherhood also wanted to banish Ragnaros. We all wanted to be crazy, but we failed too many times. There is no shame in it. Failure taught us to be cautious.

We will not cooperate with anyone casually, blind humans, if you want us to help, you have to show some sincerity. "

"No no no, my dear Hansel Punch."

Bo Laike assumed a big man sitting position, hovered in front of his eyes with the magic eyeball on his shoulder, stared into the eyes of the dwarf, and said:

"I don't want to talk to you about the cause of attacking Ragnaros. I don't need your help to kill the Lord of Fire. Your despair is just a piece of cake for me.

Frankly speaking, going to Molten Core and taking you guys is just holding me back.

I never work with losers.

In addition, although I wear an eye patch, I am not blind. If you are so rude again, I will take out your eyeballs and make beautiful magic crystals. "

Such an attitude naturally angered the representatives of the Thorium Brotherhood.

Hansel Heavy Fist, the grumpy dwarf, was furious for a moment, and his blood-red eyeballs almost burst open.

But as Drek'Thar walked slowly into the chief's hall, and bowed to Laike respectfully to salute, the black iron dwarf's anger dissipated a lot in an instant.

Legendary shamans are so respectful, it seems that this blind human being really has two brushes.

He thought for a while, then held back his anger and asked:

"Then why are you looking for us? Do you just want us to forge that ridiculous belt for you? Any blacksmith can make that thing."

"What I want you to talk about is what happened after the Lord of Fire was expelled."

Bu Laike signaled the orc shaman to wait first, and then said to the Dark Iron Dwarf:

"Besides wanting to expel Ragnaros, the Thorium Brotherhood must have a longer-term plan, right? Don't tell me that you have fought against Ragnaros' henchmen for three hundred years, but you have never thought of winning. What should I do next?"

"Uh"

This question made Hansel Heavy Fist hesitate.

They were almost driven mad by Ragnaros' dog legs, the victory was getting more and more elusive, and it was difficult to protect themselves. Under such circumstances, how could they have the mood to think about the future?

But losers don't lose.

Facing Bu Laike's inquiry, His Excellency Hansel still bit the bullet and said:

"Of course we have a complete plan! After banishing the Lord of Fire, we're going to...well, we're going to fight Thaurissan again!

That's right, that's it.

Not only will we banish the Lord of Fire, but heal the vicious curse he has cast upon our people! "

"Cool, very good plan, so perfect that I feel like I made it up."

Bu Laike clapped his hands and asked again:

"But to fight against the Black Iron Emperor, where do the soldiers come from? Where does the money come from? You don't think that after Ragnaros is expelled, your people will suddenly be grateful for Dade's support for you?

Those slaves of fire have learned to love the whip, and only death is the end of this slavery.

You killed the Lord of Fire, not only will they not thank you, but they will also be very sad because of the loss of their master, and they will scold you as traitors and strangle you with all their strength, until you yourself die tragically by the sword of your compatriots. "

Hansel Heavy Fist fell silent.

He hadn't thought about it so much before.

But now he is exhausted by what Bo Laike said, and because he is a member of the Dark Iron Dwarves, he is very familiar with the bad character of his compatriots, so he can be sure that the hopeless future described by Bo Laike will definitely happen.

Three hundred years is enough time for a civilization to be completely planned.

"Don't be so pessimistic, my dwarf brother."

Bu Laike laughed. He stood up from the throne, spread his hands, and said to Hansel Punch:

"I'm not one of those empty talkers who only ask questions but can't come up with solutions. I'm here for your cooperation and for the future of Black Iron.

You may not believe it, but I am a pacifist at heart.

As long as you are willing, I will provide you with an army sufficient to attack the city of Darkforge.

I will find allies for you.

I will even help you return to the warm family of the dwarves.

I will end the centuries-old division caused by the foolish War of the Three Hammers, and I will help the dwarves return to the perfect age of the King of the Mountain.

I've found an opportunity.

Now you just need to nod Your Excellency Hansel Heavy Fist, don't show that stupid surprised expression, you can take my opinion back to your leader.

I hope to hear from you when we return with the remains of Ragnaros. "

The pirate waved his hand.

Without giving the Dark Iron Dwarf a chance to speak, he gestured to Red:

"see a visitor out!"

(end of this chapter)