Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 984 80. Of course, the first thing to do when you have a body is to rush!

"This is not what we arranged."

After sleeping for several days, Sefiel, the first mate who finally regained her energy, appeared beside Bu Laike. She looked at the orcs who were quarreling below, and said in a helpless tone:

"Following your instructions, we first went to Shield Rest Island to pick up Fenna and Heya, who were about to become savages, and then came all the way here.

On the way, Fenner told me that a very powerful tauren was looking for a boat back to Kalimdor, so I asked Heya to send the news to the Hall of Valor.

Said we could give Cairne Bloodhoof a ride along the way.

These orcs were here to see him off, and the old cow had a good relationship with them. Originally, Grom Hellscream planned to go to Desolace by boat with the old cow to meet the centaur war khans.

But before he got on the ship, he was spotted by Garrosh who was scrubbing the deck, and then..."

"That little orc is too good."

Nagfar was sandwiched between Bu Laike and Sefiel, holding his father with one hand and Sefiel's mother with the other. She happily reported to Bu Laike:

"Among the five orcs, he was the one who didn't wipe the decks clean. I asked him to clean the decks today. I planned to teach him a lesson. It seems that he also met his father.

Huh~~~

That old Hellscream is so ugly, not as handsome as my dad! "

"My baby is still good, you can see the biggest difference between me and Grom at a glance."

Bu Laike nodded very satisfied, and patted the baby girl on the head, even though the girl stood taller than him.

These words made the group of people next to them frown.

However, the trio of warlocks who followed Miss Chuanling felt that what Miss Chuanling said was really good, and they also surrounded the pirates and started blowing rainbow farts.

This one said that Bu Laike became more and more powerful after beating Hela, and the other said that Bu Laike didn't wear blindfolds anymore, and his eyes were infinitely shocking.

The last one was even more heavyweight. He stayed by the pirate's side without looking up. When asked him, he said that the captain's legendary power was so powerful that he was too scared to look directly at it.

Although Bo Laike knew that these three clowns were playing monsters, he hadn't heard their rainbow farts for a long time, and it was really comforting to listen to them once in a while.

"It's fighting, it's fighting! Look!"

Fenner didn't care about this, this stupid soldier lay on the side of the ship, spit out the melon seeds in his mouth, pointed down and yelled.

All the fun people immediately looked down.

Sure enough, Hellscream and his son did it.

Grom was still a bit sensible, instead of shouting blood, he used a pair of fists to knock down the four stubborn orcs in front of him one by one, and then turned and left cursing.

It looks like he was pissed off.

Not going to go on the boat with Kane.

After all, Lao Niu has a good temper. He even pulled up the four little orcs who were lying on the ground with his own hands, and persuaded them together with Bu Rocks.

However, it seems that Sola and Bu Rocks are not so familiar and intimate. It seems that there are generally some family problems between the old orcs and their children.

In this comparison, the relationship between the Black Hand chief and his two silly sons is really good, oh, of course, it is still not as good as the "model father and son" Locke Saurfang and his calm son Dellano Varied.

"It's boring. It's a few punches and it's gone. It doesn't look like Grom Hellscream at all."

Fenna, who didn't think it was a big deal to watch the excitement, was still complaining beside her.

she says:

"With Grom's style, even if my son dares to bump into him, can this be done without unloading a leg?"

"You, a guy who just had a life-and-death duel with his biological father, still have the face to talk about others?"

Bu Laike complained in a low voice:

"I have family problems, so I wish all the fathers and sons in the world would turn against each other, right? You are really bad."

"Hahaha, some people are really thick-skinned."

Fenner turned her head and rolled her eyes, raised her hands to her cheeks, stuck out her tongue and made a "slightly slightly" expression, and said:

"The bad son who almost beat his father to death still has the face to speak of me?"

"Throw her into the sea!"

Bu Laike's face darkened, and he turned his head to say something to his good daughter.

"okay."

Nagfar responded with a laugh.

She stretched out her hand and waved it upwards, and in the next moment, amidst Fenner's scream, she "take off" from the deck of the ghost ship and flew out towards the distant sea.

"I don't take you like this! I'm your 'aunt'! You scoundrel! Wait until I come back to deal with you!"

"I'm going to play, Dad, call me when I'm about to leave."

Nagfar, who helped his bad father, clapped his hands, waved goodbye to Bu Laike, and walked towards the cabin with his three dog legs.

The trio of warlocks flatteringly bid farewell to the captain, followed their "new thighs" and left, discussing the "best way to play", "time to collect treasure", "evil way of playing" and so on. word.

The pirate who saw this frowned.

He turned to look at Sefiel and said:

"What's going on here? Did she learn badly?"

"Not really."

Safiel reluctantly told Bu Laike what had happened in the past few days. After hearing that the warlock trio had started the job of "playing with children", Bu Laike's eyes immediately became weird.

My first mate still knows how to use people well.

These three guys are very familiar with doing this kind of thing.

With them wasting time with Nagfar, he and Sefiel don't have to worry about the ship spirit interfering with the overall operation of the ghost ship.

"Not bad."

Bu Laike nodded in satisfaction, and said to Seifel:

"Tell those three guys, let them communicate with the mechanical gnomes, and arrange the spare time for my precious daughter, but you should also pay attention, don't raise my daughter to waste."

"She's smart."

Seifel stuck out his tongue and complained:

"I don't know where I learned Xalatas' method these days. I plan to get some 'clothes' for me. Fortunately, I discovered it early. There are still a few unconscious Nightborne and Quill lying in the cabin. As for the Dolei elf, I don't know where she was tied up.

I suspect it was the three warlocks who helped.

They are top-notch dogs, just like when they served you, they will not refuse all requests from Naglfar regardless of good or evil. "

"Well, this needs to be taught a lesson."

Bu Laike frowned, patted Sakir who was "playing dead" on his waist, and said:

"Send the draenei that Xalatath brought back from Dellano into the captain's cabin, and I will prepare a set of 'clothes' for Your Excellency Sakir, and then let him command the three warlocks.

Dare to spoil my baby, and have their good fruit to eat! "

After finishing speaking, the stinky pirate glanced at the orcs on the side of the ship and said:

"There will be a group of Shield Maidens who will board the ship soon to take over from Credorne and the others as the marines. You can arrange rooms for them, and then make them an arena or something in the cabin on the second floor."

"There's not enough room."

Seifel took off the captain's hat and said with a headache:

"I thought the Naglfar was big enough, but now there are more and more areas that need to be separated, and the lower cabin is occupied by Xalatas as a dragon's nest. This ship is already stretched."

"It's okay, just upgrade again."

As Bu Laike walked towards the captain's cabin, he comforted:

"Now that there is a ship spirit, the last "ambition" enhancement should also be put on the agenda. This time when I go to Kalimdor, I will go to Ashenvale Forest and Mount Hyjal to see if I can get some good wood for my baby Expand the interior space again.

Speaking of which, isn't Farondis also on board?

Didn't try to make space for several cabins to expand? "

"This job has been trying."

Sefir whispered:

"But Nagfar felt uncomfortable. She said it was opening a few holes in her stomach, which would keep her from sleeping at night. She also complained that her father didn't love her anymore and was going to kill her."

"."

Bu Laike covered his eyes speechlessly and said:

"Well, there are pros and cons, I admit it."

——

"Take it easy! Don't be so rough, okay? It's my first time too!"

"Okay, I was wrong, you maintain this posture, I'll adjust the angle. Isn't the friction force a bit high? It hurts, do you want to apply some lubricating oil?"

"You can't even get this right? Captain, have you been overworked recently? Your eyes are blurry? Hey hey! Slow down, look, this spray is all over the place!

I have to clean it up in a while!

Is it disgusting? "

"Shut up! Hold on, don't move, we're going in soon."

Ten minutes later, in the captain's cabin with the door closed, there was a conversation between the first mate dragon and the stinky pirate, which was quite inappropriate. The two will concentrate on cooperating, and it seems that they are doing something that requires a lot of concentration.

Safiel is holding the skull of Sakir's head, and the sweaty Bu Laike is holding the matching spine of Sakir's head. On the chair in front of them, a headless and quilt is being tied A draenei with its spine removed.

The guy's neck was still bleeding, and his head, with his eyes wide open and stuffed with sackcloth, was lying in a pool of blood under him.

On the table next to the stinky pirate, the blood-stained Salamani hadn't had time to wash it, making the scene as horrifying as the scene of dismemberment.

"Can you two do it?"

Grandpa Saqier, who was held by Sefiel, witnessed the whole process, and he urged in an anxious and expectant tone:

"Isn't it just connecting the spine? Such a simple job, you two are doing the same as killing a pig! You still have the face to call yourself a great magician? My evil apprentice, you really let me down."

"You can shut up, isn't it all because you ask too much?"

Bu Laike wiped his sweat, and cursed viciously:

"This kind of thing only needs to connect your head to his head, but you have to replace your own spine, can this be done casually?

If it weren't for my hand being steady enough, your request would have stumped 99% of doctors and warlocks in this world, and they're still acting good when they're cheap? Shall I throw this carcass into the sea to feed the fish? "

"Oh, oh, let me just talk, don't be angry, my apprentice, you continue, your technique is quite delicate."

Satchel was immediately terrified.

The old man said cautiously:

"Shall I sing you a ballad of Argus? To relax your mind?"

"Hush!"

Bu Laike, who was busy, glared at Thakir's head, which immediately fell silent.

In fact, among the three people present, except Sefiel who knew nothing about this evil ritual, the remaining two guys understood why Sakir insisted on changing his spine into this "clothes".

Its skull and spine are a set of magic tools. If only the skull is replaced and the spine is left in the hands of the stinky pirates, it means that Sakir will still be controlled and freed by the stinky pirates.

This is not what it wants.

And Bu Laike is willing to help it, which seems to be an excessive request, to complete a difficult "spine replacement" operation, which is also the stinky pirate expressing his "sincerity" to Sakir.

There is no need for him to retain his control over Sakir in this way without leaving any future troubles. The two have the same interest in fighting Archimonde.

With this relationship, he helped Sakir this time, and next time he was in trouble, it was up to Sakir to "express".

Human feelings are cultivated in this way.

Only when you come and go can we have a real "cooperative relationship".

"Done!"

A few minutes later, the pirate used surprisingly steady hands to completely pinch Sakir's spine to the body of the hapless draenei, and then wrapped the corpse with void energy under Sakir's hasty guidance It revived its cursed vitality.

As the void energy that can derive things like the "curse of flesh and blood", its ability in this aspect is definitely the most "professional" among the six powers.

"Put me up there, little girl, and keep it straight."

Seeing the corpse's fingers beating, Sakir yelled to Sefiel, and the first mate took a step forward, holding the skull with both hands and placing it at the end of the spine as if raising his head.

With a click, Sakir's mouth moved up and down, and after Laike withdrew his hands, he broke the rope wrapped around his body.

He looked like a baby who had just learned to walk, or a patient who had been lying on the bed for many years, walking a few steps crookedly while holding the table.

It was very awkward at first, like a fish jumping on the ground.

But soon, he re-adapted to this "down-to-earth" feeling.

Under the watchful eyes of Safiel and Bu Laike, Sakir walked around and jumped up on the spot. If the place was not big enough, the stinky pirate suspected that the old guy would perform an aerial split on the spot.

You could tell he was very excited.

But tens of thousands of years of torture made him look down on everything, so he soon calmed down.

Under the gaze of the pirates, this strange guy with a skull head but a flesh body squatted down and put his fingers on the pool of blood on the ground.

Its skull mouth moved up and down, chanting the spell silently, and saw the splashed blood flow back and gather at the fingertips, and was absorbed by Sakir back into his new body.

In the end, he lifted the head of the draenei who was dying, put it in his hand and "appreciated" it carefully.

A few seconds later, Sakir raised his head, stared at Laike with eyes burning with dark green flames, bowed down to thank him very sincerely, and asked again:

"What's this guy's name?"

"Uh, it seems to be Maladar."

Bu Laike took the handkerchief from the first mate, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said:

"It's an evil person hiding in an abandoned tomb to study souls. It is said that he was a Draenei archbishop before he fell. If it weren't for the disgusting psychic experiments he was doing, neither would my servants." So easy to catch him.

how about it?

Are you still satisfied with this body? "

"Very satisfied."

Sakir let out a hoarse and dry laugh, raised his fingers, and looked at the shadow magic lingering around his fingertips.

His grotesque spine and skull simultaneously blazed green, bridging the gap between bone and flesh as if filled with flesh, and giving the newborn Initiator a look of villainous evil.

He said:

"Every piece of flesh and blood is full of depraved magic power. He is obviously very talented but doesn't know how to use it. This is like a problem that bothers him. He wants the answer, but he can't find the key to unlock the power.

But it doesn't matter, he doesn't have to feel troubled by it.

I'm going to make good use of what he has left, but before that, I need to take a shower. This guy's hygiene habits are terrible. "

"Do you need me to find some shield maidens to rub your back for you? Lord Sakir."

Bo Laike picked up his pipe and said:

"Perhaps 30,000 years of suffering haven't quenched the passion in your heart. If a certain part of this body is not used, it would be a waste to keep it."

"Hehe, I can't stand Odin's shield girl."

Sakir took a black hooded coat from the first mate, and stretched out his hand to pull up the hood to cover his horrified skull head. After walking a few steps, he turned his head and said to the pirate:

"You have a few elves kidnapped by your daughter on your ship, right? Do you need them?"

The pirate curled his lips, then shrugged his shoulders, showing an expression that "men can understand" and looking at scum.

"Very well, I just need a few apprentices to serve me."

Sakir coughed a few times and said:

"Take them to my bathroom and I'll 'check' their spellcasting talents Hey, what do you mean by that nasty look on your face?

Believe it or not, I will destroy your ship with one death finger? "

(end of this chapter)