Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake, who had made up his mind, was already ready to drink.

But unexpectedly, the thing in his hand smelled bad, but it actually tasted sweet when he drank it. And as he pursed his lips, the thing became even more overly sweet.

However, after drinking this, I feel a little

"Well"

Blake suddenly let out a painful groan.

The skull cup in his hand accidentally hit the ground, making a splashing sound. He pinched his neck with both hands, as if he had trouble breathing. The character card in front of him seemed to be performing a "blood bar disappearing technique".

In an instant, the tube full of blood disappeared without a trace.

Only the last bit of blood remained in the blood tank.

The status of the character card can have more than a dozen negative statuses in an instant, such as poisoning, evil spirits, death illusions, dying, etc.

Seeing that Black seemed to be poisoned, Garona immediately drew out her swords and escaped into the shadows. Zarak, the loser next to her, also mustered up the courage and ran over to help her captain.

Hello! Boss, I have just taken refuge in you. You look like you are just taking pills. You make me very unprepared!

Boss!

Don't die! If you die, I'm finished.

The original noble Akunda thought so in his heart that he almost wailed.

But the next moment, Blake suddenly waved his hand,

This action stunned the legendary assassin who had appeared behind the old troll Rahnka and raised the regicide dagger.

Is he okay?

Blake is indeed fine.

Even though he only had a drop of blood left, a slight bump would be enough to send him to Hades to meet Hela, but the pirate strangely did not feel any weakness.

He felt nothing but difficulty breathing.

And even this difficulty in breathing was not caused by him drinking the "Scorpion King Gift Pack".

The real reason was because beside him, there was a troll spirit body suspended in mid-air with a strange red mist covering its entire body. It was squeezing his neck with a mischievous smile.

He saw it!

The moment he drank the drink from the Scorpion King's gift package, he saw the other three members of Larnka's Gold Teeth Gang.

The female troll Warnie, who has mohawked hair and a weird hat on half of her head, is hanging with her arms folded behind the old troll.

The troll bard Glenja is playing a broken drum in the cave.

And Manzoor, the "villain brain trust" of the Golden Teeth Gang, was strangling him.

They all exist in the form of this weird spirit body, and they have been in the cave just now.

Larnka is not crazy, he is really with his brothers and sisters.

Blake glanced at his character card. In his status bar, there was also a temporary status of "Life Sharing".

The vitality represented by the blood bar that disappeared just now was probably only evenly distributed to the other members of the Gold Teeth Gang.

"Let me go, bastard! I'm going to be strangled to death by you."

The pirate waved his hand rudely to drive the spirit troll away, stood up again, looked at the rapidly recovering health bar on the character card, raised his hand to the other side, and said as if to say hello:

"Hey, Warnie, that's a nice hat. And you, Glenja, I like the sound of this drum very much. Come on, play harder, brother."

Garona, who had been watching this scene at the entrance of the cave, her eyes widened at this moment.

It’s over!

Blake is crazy too!

She knew better than to just drink from strangers!

"Don't look at me like that. I know what I'm doing and I'm not crazy."

Blake saw Garona's ghostly expression and knew what she was thinking. The pirate shook his head, reached for a drink from the Scorpion King's gift package, and handed it to her.

explain:

"Drink, you will see the truth after drinking. I have tried the poison for you, madam, this stuff just looks scary, but it actually tastes good.

Drink it. After drinking it, you will also be a member of the Gold Teeth Gang. "

Garona suspiciously took the cup of something that looked unusual.

At this moment, the legendary assassin realized that she was actually a coward. She really did not have the courage to drink this bowl of foul-smelling stuff.

However, out of trust in Blake and curiosity about the truth, after hesitating for a few seconds, she raised her head and drank the thing in one gulp.

"Mmm, it's so sweet."

The orc showed a disgusted expression and said:

"This is too sweet, this is this. You guys, don't come over!"

Her eyes widened in the next moment, and she drew her weapon against the three troll spirits floating towards her. The three spirits seemed to be afraid of the double blades of the Kingslayer in Garona's hands.

He stopped where he was and didn't get closer.

"Zarak."

The pirate turned his head and said to the bastard who was looking around:

"Take my brother Ra'nka and find my other brother Zulsan. If you can't find him, go to the Blackhand brothers and the orcs under their command for help."

"Okay, Captain."

The formerly noble Akunda immediately straightened his back and accepted the task, while Black turned back and said to the proud and delirious old troll Larnka:

"My brother, I am also a member of the Golden Teeth Gang. Leave this place to me to help you look after it. You follow my men to find our lost brother Zulsan.

Don't worry, I have many men who are very powerful. With their help, you will definitely be able to find Zulsan.

After you come back, as a new member of the gang, I have a small suggestion to make to you, which needs to be voted on by all members of the Golden Teeth Gang.

After all, we're a bad gang, right? "

"OK."

The crazy old troll clapped his hands and was very satisfied with this suggestion. He packed up his things and told Black to pay attention to the "hotel".

If guests come, treat them to drinks from the "Scorpion King Gift Pack" and don't let those pesky Sand Fury bandits around steal the items in the store.

After talking a lot like this, under the leadership of Zalak, we boarded the alpaca caravan parked in the oasis, and then headed out of the oasis amidst the screams of the cute alpacas who were full of food and water. Drive away.

Blake and Garona stood at the entrance of the cave and waved goodbye to their friends.

Behind them, three troll spirits wrapped in strange red mist were doing the same action, until the alpaca car disappeared into the desert at the end of the oasis. Behind Blake, the three troll spirits said in unison. :

"Okay, Larnka is leaving, stop pretending! What on earth did you two come to the Golden Teeth Hotel for? Especially you, pirate, you smell like the power of death.

And not from Bwonsamdi! "

"Ah, I originally thought that there were no normal people in the Golden Teeth Gang, but I didn't expect that the three of you are all normal."

Pirate Shi Shiran turned around, took out his pipe from his pocket, and held it in his mouth. He looked at the three illusory troll souls in front of him and asked:

"I still want to ask you.

Wharton is so close to Nazmir, and it is only three days' journey from Hades.

Old Bwonsamdi is not yet blinded by old age. As the troll death god, it is impossible for it not to be able to detect such weird spirits as the three of you.

But you can resist the call of Hades.

In this weird form, he stayed with Rahnka, Bwonsamdi's former shadow hunter.

Tsk tsk, I don’t even need to smell it, brothers, the secret smell behind our Gold Teeth Gang is almost overwhelming. "

He lit the tobacco, blew out a smoke ring, and said to the three troll spirits in front of him:

"I guess the reason why Rahnka became crazy, the reason why Bwonsamdi had his divine power removed, and the reason why he was kicked out of Hades is all because of you?

The old troll doesn't want you to enter the world after death. He wants to force you to stay in the world of the living. This undoubtedly betrays Bwonsamdi's death code.

Was it because of hatred that he betrayed his gods and the path he was supposed to follow? Or is it because of love? Tell me, guys, I'm curious. "

"Answer our questions first!"

The female troll Wo Ni, who was wearing a bucket "hat" crookedly, screamed. As soon as the guy stretched out his hands, a spiritual, troll-style serrated decapitation sword jumped into his hand.

She waved the weapon and threatened Blake:

"When I was alive, I was the executioner of the glorious Zandalari Guards. Look at your little arms and legs, you can't even block my sword! Say! Outsiders, why did you deceive R'anka?"

"Don't be so rough."

Blake curled his lips and said:

“If we fight, you three will be dead.

I couldn't see you or hurt you before, but now I can. I am a spirit hunter under Hela, and I am very good at dealing with spirits.

So, calm down, guys.

I came to Vol'dun Desert to go to Zemlan Port, look for the Pirate King's treasure, and trick old Bwonsamdi on the way.

I came to the Golden Teeth Hotel just for a visit, and I joined the Golden Teeth Gang because of some feelings that you can't understand.

In short, I have no ill intentions towards Larnka, but after seeing his potion skills with my own eyes, I decided to take him away as a doctor in my pirate group.

I really lack such outstanding talents. "

"You want to take him away?"

The female troll Wo Ni, who was waving her spiritual sword in an intimidating manner, blinked her eyes immediately after hearing these words. She exchanged glances with the other two troll spirits.

Then he put away the big sword in his hand, put his hands on his hips and said to Black:

"Very well, then take him away! The sooner the better, no matter where you take him, the further away from Zandalari Island the better, the further away from Bwonsamdi the better.

As for our story, we can tell you if you want to hear it. It’s not a good thing anyway. Glenja, you are the most eloquent, tell him. "

"Tell me, I like to listen to stories the most."

Blake showed an expression of joy and made a "please" gesture. Glenja, the most out-of-the-box among the three trolls and also the most eloquent bard, organized his words.

After a few seconds, the female troll with her hair tied up said in a melancholy tone like a poet:

"Ten years ago, the five of us were all members of the Zuldazar Guards and had outstanding merits, so we accepted a secret mission from the great prophet Zul.

We were sent to the very center of Nazmir, in the deepest part of the dark jungle, to explore the terrifying place called the 'Heart of Darkness'.

The Seer of Zul was interested in the secrets hidden within that prehistoric ruin.

Over the years, he made many predictions about the destruction of the world, but King Rastakhan ignored them.

The prophet was suffering, and he believed that the existence in that prehistoric ruins might be able to help the Zandalari Empire survive the apocalypse.

He said this to us without reservation.

We thought this mission was an honor.

But later, we learned that it was the first step to hell. "

"You went into Odile?"

Blake's eyes immediately narrowed and he said:

"Have you seen G'huun? No wonder Rahnka is crazy."

"You know a lot, outsider."

Manzur, the most scheming think tank, crossed his arms and said coldly:

"Odile, G'huun, we only learned these after we entered that hell. It's impossible for you to have been in that hell, but you also know it. Could it be that you are a prophet like Zul?"

"I could be the one."

The pirate said in a normal tone:

"If me being a prophet can make you trust me without reservation, then consider me a prophet and I can tell you.

Zul's predictions are all true. There are not many peaceful days left for this world. In fourteen years at the latest, the world will usher in countless doomsday disasters.

Wave after wave, it will be a great era full of death and destruction. Countless people will die, and the only way to prevent it from happening is to eliminate the scourge of that era before it comes. "

"Fourteen years! The great prophet Zul also said that the first wave of world-destroying disaster will arrive in exactly fourteen years!"

The most grumpy Warnie exclaimed, she said:

“The dead will rise from the north, and the destroyers will come from the stars.

After this tragic victory, the world will usher in a period of despair.

you.

You are indeed a prophet. "