Shadow Trails in Azeroth

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"That's enough for you!"

In the clouds before dawn, which is the darkest moment of the day, on the deck of the Reaper flying high in the sky, Jin Tesha's complaints echoed.

She looked at the smelly pirate who was holding the chain in front of her, dragging her for a "walk" on the deck, then touched the collar around her neck, and said with full malice:

"This is so boring, my master. If you want to play evil tricks, just follow through. Do you want me to lie down on the ground and follow you around like a puppy?"

"Well, forget it like that, it's too much."

Blake pulled the chain in his hand and said:

"I'm not such a perverted pirate. Now I just want to punish you for your previous nonsense and teach you a simple truth. Don't act like you are sure of victory before a conspiracy is truly successful.

Besides, if you did that, I'd be an asshole who doesn't respect women.

Even though you are a female devil who does not conform to human aesthetics, there will be many righteous people who will jump out and accuse me of being a despicable and evil thing. "

"Well?"

His words made Kim Taesha roll her eyes, and the female devil with the collar asked maliciously:

"What? My dear master, don't you think you are a despicable and evil person? Wow, you really don't have a thorough understanding of yourself."

"Shut up, how can a handsome pirate like me be such an evil guy as you say."

Blake snorted and tugged on the chain in his hand, asking Jin Tesha to follow his footsteps.

However, his human body size was still too small compared to the body of the Dread Lord, so even though the chain was in his hands, the two of them behaved like a goblin dragging his ogre bodyguard through the city.

However, Blake quickly lost interest in this humiliating game.

After all, if the person being humiliated doesn't think it's a shame, then all the humiliation is meaningless. Look at the nonchalant look on Kim Taesha's face. It's obvious that people don't think being put on a leash is anything. Big deal.

Think about it, Jin Taisha is a ruthless character who hangs out with the top brass of the Burning Legion. For the most chaotic demons in the stars, the punishment methods they can come up with are all kinds of strange.

Just a chain collar, bang, it's drizzling.

So Blake casually threw the chain in his hand to Jin Tesha and asked her to "walk" herself. The Dread Lord was not particular about it, so she hung the chain around her waist.

He didn't seem to care at all about the strange "prison style" look the collar around his neck gave him.

She even regarded it as a unique "decoration".

After all, it is made of magic steel. When worn around the neck, it can effectively protect the sword from slashing, and Blake very thoughtfully put the best leather inside the collar, making it not uncomfortable to wear at all.

"Speaking of which, you are now my servant, loyal to me alone, because this is the emperor's order, so you can't even report my secrets to the emperor himself.

Therefore, it is time for us to have a good talk about what will happen next. "

The pirate sat on the side of the Reaper, crossed his legs and looked at the sky thousands of miles below. He picked up his pipe and snapped his fingers. Behind him, Jin Tesha sensibly bent down and rubbed the Dread Lord's claws, bringing Martian to help. The pirate lit the tobacco.

Well, by the way

Although this female fear devil does not meet the human XP in all aspects, she is still quite big.

"What are you looking at, you dirty pirate!"

Blake's "unswerving gaze" was quickly noticed by Jin Tesha, and the fear witch sneered and said:

"Would you like me to take off the breastplate and give you a good look? Do you want to study the different physiological structures between demon women and human women?"

"Ahem, don't be so mean, my servant, I am a serious warlock."

Blake waved his hands and closed his eyes.

As a result, Kim Taesha continued to sneer and said:

"Are there any serious warlocks? Can a serious warlock survive the first year of his career?"

"Well, you are right, but what we want to discuss is not the conduct of the sorcerers."

The pirate waved his hand and said:

"Let's get down to business. What do you Dreadlords plan to do with the Helm of Domination? You hid it in Argus, right? Alexandros Mograine was also captured by you and taken to Argus?

How on earth did you do this under the nose of the Holy Light Church? "

"How easy it is."

Jin Tesha snorted, crossed her arms and said:

"Mograine himself is indeed an impeccable guy. His beliefs are sincere and fierce. His power is powerful and impeccable. He doesn't even have a single bad habit. He is an extremely standard paladin. Even if we want to tempt his heart It's also very difficult to do.

Faith armed his soul.

But just because he is impeccable doesn't mean the people around him are as good.

You know, Mograine has two sons and an adopted daughter, right?

His eldest son is fourteen years old this year, which is the period when he is just starting to love and be restless towards the opposite sex. The adopted daughter of the Grand Knight, Miss Whitemane, and Master Renault have grown up together and are childhood sweethearts."

Speaking of this, Jin Tesha let out a weird laugh, and she whispered to Blake:

"The corrupt life of human nobles once surprised even our Dread Lord. Master Renault and Miss Whitemane, who grew up in that environment, easily made some things under the influence of ecstasy." Inappropriate' things.

And it happened to be discovered by their strict father 'accidentally'.

The great knight was extremely angry, and his son and adopted daughter fled at night out of fear of punishment. The great knight, who was worried about his children, went out alone to look for them."

The fear witch curled her lips and said:

“No matter how powerful a man is, he will have weaknesses once he becomes a father.

We only threatened the lives of two cubs, and he put down his weapons. It did take a while to transport him to Argus, but it turned out that he and the Helm of Domination had a good compatibility.

Do you think we only compete with you over Frostmourne? Black.

No, no, no, we have already secured the victory. As long as Mograine wears the Helm of Command, it doesn't matter who hands Frostmourne.

If Illidan and you hadn't pulled Argus from the edge of the stars to the galaxy of the world of Draenor, this corrupt plan would have been completed long ago! "

"Well, it's quite different from what I imagined."

Blake rubbed his chin and said:

"Then according to your knowledge, my dear servant, without your leadership, how long will it take for the Dread Lords under your command to complete this corrupt plan?"

"It's over. It can't be done."

Jin Taisha covered her eyes and said with a look of despair:

"No one knows the ugly nature of the Nasrezim better than me. Mal'Ganis and I are the Emperor's most trusted subordinates. We are the 'Two Kings of Fear' for all the Nasrezim.

But now, my being excommunicated to you means that there is a vacancy in the leadership of Nathrezim. All ambitious Dread Lords will put down all matters at hand and try their best to fight for the throne of the 'King of Dread'.

This dispute and snatching will take a lot of time, but you will not stop. You will definitely destroy my carefully designed plan.

Alexandros Mograine can no longer wear the Helm of Command.

However, don't think about simply getting Lothar back the battle helmet that will allow him to become the true Lich King. Although the Dread Lords are good at fighting among themselves, this is after all related to the great cause of the Great Emperor.

Once you appear on Argus, they will do their best to stop you. "

"You think they can stop me?"

Blake said in a strange tone:

"Are you so confident in your subordinates? I have dealt with the Dread Lord a lot. To be honest, in my opinion, your evil nature is just that.

Okay, let’s talk about the rest when we get to Argus.

Next, we have to go to Zandalar Island to complete my experimental project, and then transfer to the North Sea. That boring war should be over.

I know you can be of great use. "

After saying that, the pirate took off his pipe and stood up and stretched. Jin Tesha respectfully handed the chain of her collar to Blake with both hands. The evil pirate grabbed the chain and led his servant to his cabin.

This scene was completely seen by the old troll Gaboa who had just woken up and walked onto the deck. The Cursed Pirate King immediately widened his eyes.

"What are you looking at!"

Jin Tesha, who was wearing a collar around her neck, put her hands on her hips in displeasure and scolded the old troll:

"You lowly thing, haven't you ever seen a warlock walking his own demon?"

Gaboa looked at Blake who was holding the chain, and then at the demon Jintesha who was wearing a dog chain collar but didn't care. He rubbed his eyes and watched the master and servant disappear into the shadow of the stern of the ship. .

The old troll sighed in astonishment:

"Hey, today's young people are really good at playing!"

——

While the Death God was heading to the continent of Northrend as quickly as possible, and dropped Black and his "prisoners" in Menethil Port on the way, at the same time, in the distant continent of Kalimdor, close to the Barrens, On the overseas islands, something closely related to Blake is going on.

This archipelago is called the "Echo Islands" by locals.

Its structure is very strange. One large island and several small islands are scattered in a small sea area. It is a natural hiding place for pirates.

This place was occupied by the Bloodsail Pirates a few months ago. This group of pirates, who became famous thanks to the power of N'Zoth the Corruptor, has been in ruins after repeated heavy attacks by Dailin, Black and Gaboa.

Both the northern and southern squadrons of the Bloodsail Fleet were destroyed by Black himself. As the commander of the Bloodsail Pirates and the biggest traitor of Kul Tiras, His Excellency "Duke" Farrewell also lost his son and daughter.

This blow is huge to the believers of the Storm Church.

But the crueler reality is that as the Church of Storms' final adventure to find the Heart of Darkness for N'Zoth in Pandaria also failed, the ruthless Corruptor has realized that the Church of Storms and the Bloodsail Pirates have accomplished nothing.

As a result, the Corruptors abandoned these incompetent believers and began a deeper cooperation with the more powerful Naga Empire.

But the Bloodsail Pirates were able to survive on the endless sea only because of N'Zoth's dark blessing. Now that they were abandoned by the Corruptor, they immediately became the most miserable prey.

Not only were the Avengers of the First Fleet of Kul Tiras hunting them wantonly on this sea, but even the Blackwater Pirates just formed by the goblin consortium wanted to use them as "experience babies".

The desperate Bloodsail pirates can only huddle in the Echo Islands with their last remnant. They dare not go to the South China Sea where they once showed off their power, or even dare to approach the coastline of the mainland.

The city "Bloodhoof Totem" established by the tauren on the red earth peninsula has begun to appear impressive. The entire barren land is regarded by the tauren as their new territory, and they do not allow the Bloodsail pirates to land here to plunder.

They also have the help of the orc lunatics from the Warsong clan.

In short, the Bloodsail Pirates have reached their most dangerous moment.

If they can't find helpers, within a month at most, this group of pirates who once roamed the South China Sea will completely disappear from history under the joint efforts of the navy and their colleagues.

As the leader of the Bloodsail Pirates, Farrewell has basically given up.

He started to mess up.

He locked himself in the captain's cabin of his flagship "Devil Shark" every day and got drunk, completely ignoring his subordinates who were like bilge rats who started jumping off the ship after a disaster.

The man who had served House Proudmoore for most of his life and who had launched a terrible backstab on Daelin had realized that everything was irreversible.

His adventure brought him and his family to a desperate situation, and he had no way to escape.

"Farreville!"

During this night, the drunken Bloodsail Pirates Commander heard a strange voice calling him while he was half asleep. He opened his eyes blankly and stood up.

When he turned around, he found that his body was still sleeping soundly in the entanglement of the rich and white bodies of the two female pirates, but his soul had left his body for some reason.

"who is it!"

Farrewell sobered up in an instant.

After all, he was also a great pirate who had followed N'Zoth the Corruptor. Although his strength was average, he had a good vision. He immediately realized that he had encountered an abnormal supernatural phenomenon.

Then he yelled for the guy who was pulling his soul to show up.

As a result, the next moment, as the tide surged, huge blue-purple tentacles sprang out of the sea one by one like underwater monsters, wrapping around the hull of his Devil Shark, pulling the ship and sinking into the sea.

Even Farrewell's soul seemed to be pulled into the cold deep sea.

This is not a dream!

This is a real disaster.

The entire Echo Islands were shaking endlessly due to the disaster of this collision. Death was approaching, death was pulling, and death was drowning. Farrewell could feel the last breath of his lungs being expelled out of his throat by the sea water.

He had known he was going to die.

But he never realized he would die this way.

This is so painful.

Compared to drowning, perhaps being captured by Daelin back to Kul Tiras and hanged in public on the dock seemed so merciful.

But death is just the beginning.

"Farrewell, incompetent!"

That cold voice echoed under the sea water. It was a woman's voice, but it was full of madness and mean indifference. She was like a screaming demon torturing the soul of the Blood Sail Commander and his dead body.

She roared:

"Pathetic loser, you and your ship will return to your world in a stronger form as the Hand of Hell! I will lift you up from the mire, I will give you the gift of death, and I will give you Hell. blessing of.

I have only one request.

I just want Blake Shaw!

go!

Go to the frozen North Sea, to the war, and bring back to me his head, his soul, and the wreckage of the Nagfar!

I will rebuild the underworld I lost on their bones

The goddess of death is back!

Hela is back!

Blake Shaw's Doom is back! "