Shadow Trails in Azeroth
Chapter 144 52. Young man’s first full level [14/15]
Chapter 144 52. Young man’s first full level [1415]
"Papa pa pa"
On the deck of the Nagfar, Black kept clapping his hands and whistling from time to time to cheer for the old Bwonsamdi dancing in the air in front of him.
As expected of a troll!
This dance posture is really incredible! Well, that Thomas maneuver is so professional!
The head of the Zandalari pirate king Zemlan, which he placed on the barrel next to him, stared at his decayed and weathered eyes as he watched Bwonsamdi with a stinky face and danced an ancient Troll song. War dance.
Only the two of them could see this scene.
Moreover, the Nagfar had been cleared, and there was no one else around, lest Bwonsamdi's little black information spread and the old troll became angry and cast a curse to kill them both.
In fact, this is just a form.
Bwonsamdi claimed that he did not believe in Black, and that he did not care that his cruel adoptive father, M'ezala, the oldest god of death in Azeroth, still had a shrine left in the material world.
In fact, it cares.
If this news is true, it proves that Bwonsamdi's monitoring of troll civilization for thousands of years has gone wrong.
What's even more terrible is that if Muezala has followers again, it will not be far from its return to the material world.
Once returned to the material world by the Father of Sleep, the Son of Time, and the Friend of Night, it can easily take away the death power it gave Bwonsamdi.
And once it does that, the troll civilization will collapse quickly.
To put it simply, Bwonsamdi, the troll god of death, did not dare to bet on whether this news was true or false.
Bwonsamdi is not afraid of Hela. It knows very well that Hela cannot use its precious power to deal with Odin before it is eliminated.
But it was afraid of Muezala.
Not only because Mu'ezala is its adoptive father, but also because when it was still a mortal, Mu'ezala only used a little power to elevate it to the death of the trolls.
And it, the god of death, is only Muezala's spokesperson in the material world.
From this point of view, the two gods of death in Azeroth both have some "family relationship" problems. Hela wants to kill her ghost father, while Bwonsamdi guards against his adoptive father like a thief.
The relationship between father-daughter and father-son is really bad.
Maybe the two of them could think about it, put aside their prejudices, and form something like an "Father Haters Alliance".
"Well, I'm done dancing. I haven't moved my body for a long time. I'm almost getting old and moldy."
Bwonsamdi finished the troll war dance with a very cool Thomas pirouette, and then hovered in front of Black's eyes, pretending to move its shoulders, and the soul fire in its eyes was dancing.
There was strong impatience in it, as well as a shocking murderous intention.
Blake knew that the heat was almost there.
If you continue playing, Bwonsamdi will go crazy.
This troll Death has a weird temper, but that doesn't mean it will accept humiliation from others casually. Although, the invitation to dance is definitely not an insult to the troll.
This is the racial culture of their civilization. No matter what the trolls do, it can be related to dance.
"Come on, let's sign this deal."
Black took off the gauntlet of the Mason Brotherhood's armor, his left hand faced Bwonsamdi in front of him, and his right hand held the head of the satisfied Zemlan.
He coughed a few times and said to Bwonsamdi:
"I will take over Zemran's unfinished responsibilities, and as a pirate, I will complete the sacred deal with the troll death god, the great and wise Bwonsamdi.
I will keep this cursed magic spirit and turn it into my new power!
In the witness of death.
I will honor this deal, even if I am shattered to pieces. "
"I, Bwonsamdi, Death of the Trolls, bear witness to the conclusion of the deal."
Bwonsamdi raised his hands, and the scarlet moon appeared above his head, illuminating Black's body with moonlight, causing his undead form to be quickly reshaped into a living human life.
The troll Death said in a solemn tone:
"I agree to this change of responsibility for a thousand years. From today on, the flesh and blood life in front of me will become a member of the Hades. I will give him the important rules to guide the soul."
The next moment, the two people's eyes simultaneously looked at the third party whose responsibilities in this transaction were transferred.
The pirate king seven thousand years ago, the crazy Zemran squeezed his rotten and weathered eyes, and first whistled a very provocative whistle to Bwonsamdi.
Then he said to Blake:
"Hi, friend, you fulfilled your promise. Before I dissipated, the anger of being deceived in my heart finally subsided, and I could finally let it go.
But I still have to warn you!
Don't believe Bwonsamdi's nonsense. The content of the deal it made with me was more than what it just said. Haha, but that's not a secret that mortals should know.
I hid it.
That was the biggest treasure I have ever pursued in my life, but unfortunately I failed.
I intended to take it to its eternal grave.
But the dance that the old bastard danced just now was so beautiful, so I decided to leave it to you. I gave you all the treasures, so it doesn’t matter anymore. "
The head opened its dry mouth and showed Blake a smile that could scare him out of nightmares.
He said:
"My rebellious first mate will help you find it. Also, thanks, friend, and may your plundering on the sea be fruitful!"
This thank you is definitely sincere.
If Black had not taken over the duties of his deal with Bwonsamdi, his soul would have been taken to Hades by Bwonsamdi after Bwonsamdi retrieved the mojo.
It's hard to say what kind of torture he will encounter by then.
Bwonsamdi is a little more reliable than Hela.
But it is also a god of death, and it is absolutely proficient in the ways of torture. But now, the deal that had to be fulfilled wasn't canceled, it was just transferred to Black.
This means that the thousand-year disaster that Zemran has been cursed with is over.
His corrupt soul will also dissipate once the curse is lifted, rather than falling into Bwonsamdi's hands.
"I agree to transfer my responsibilities in the Death Deal to my outstanding colleague and successor, the human pirate Black Shaw! And, Bwonsamdi, curse you!
You cunning old lunatic, you will never get your hands on the most gorgeous jewel in the Vodun Desert!
I will never give it to you!
Ha ha ha ha. "
Amidst Zemlan's wild laughter, the head of the Zandalar pirate king from seven thousand years ago quickly dissipated in Black's hands like crumbling quicksand.
His soul collapsed, and some fragments were left along Black's arm, turning into experience and integrated into the pirate's body.
He casually dropped the heat on the pirate class, but the experience bar at level 59 was so long that such a little experience was not enough for it to jump forward.
But now is not the time to take a closer look at these gains. The pirates have more important things to do.
Under Bwonsamdi's strange gaze, Black took two steps forward, placed his feet on the side of the Nagfar, and raised his right hand toward the still-frozen sea below.
There was a sticky mass left behind after Zemlan's eternal silence dissipated, exuding the power of scarlet and blue intertwined, just like a ball of plasticine.
That's Bwonsamdi's death spirit.
It contains the power of eternal damnation.
When Blake lifted this thing, all the undead pirates on the ice not far away, and the ghost skeletons that had been tortured by the curse for thousands of years, all turned their heads to look at Blake.
They are roaring.
They had fulfilled their promise to Black. They fought bravely against the Kvaldir Mist Legion, and they lost a lot.
Now they're asking for something in return!
Ask Blake to fulfill the oath he just made, and they will be freed!
Even if the price of liberation is to completely dissipate into the material world like their captain.
"Cursed undead pirates! I have seen the fight you have fought for me! I will also fulfill my promise!"
Blake held up the red and blue death demon, and the magic flow wrapped around his arm like a flag. He shouted loudly towards the skeletons below:
"I will give you relief! I will release you! But... I have a small request. Before you leave, leave a trace of your decayed soul to me.
Just a trace is enough.
Let me always remember fighting side by side with you today!
Let me share some of your legendary stories that swept the world seven thousand years ago, and share with me some of your courage in crossing the sea.
Your heroic fighting spirit will remain in my memory forever!
Give me courage, give me strength, and let me set foot on this blue sea of plunder as a pirate.
I will also inherit your name!
In the name of the immortal fleet, in the name of the immortal pirates!
I.
Derek Proudmoore, give you freedom! "
The next moment, when Black's fingers were clasped together, the power of the eternal curse that had shrouded Zemlan Port and this sea area for nearly seven thousand years was completely withdrawn.
It was like a scarlet light streaking across the frozen sea, or like a strong wind blowing up. Wherever it went, those cursed bones and ghosts were like sand castles struck by the sea water.
One by one, they turned into quicksand and dissipated in the wind of magic. They maintained their roaring movements, and their tired souls remained forever in silence between heaven and earth.
They responded to Blake's request at the last moment.
At this moment, more than three thousand weak soul fragments were mixed in the wind of magic, turning into scattered feathers of light and integrating into Blake's body.
The pirate chuckled in his heart, and transferred this huge amount of experience into the pirate and warlock classes.
The next moment, the experience bar belonging to the pirate class on the character card was like a rocket, rising rapidly, until the last moment, the experience bar seemed to be penetrated.
It solidified like dissipating ink, and disappeared completely under Blake's gaze.
Pirate class level 60!
Full level!
Finally reached the full level!
In the end, he still had about a third of the experience left, and was thrown into the Warlock class. The Warlock class, which was only level 5, also climbed up like a rocket, and finally stayed at level 15.
"Plan goes through!"
Black snapped his fingers, looked back at Bwonsamdi, who was crossing his arms with an indifferent expression, whistled to the god of death, waved, and said:
"Come, friend, let me tell you a little secret about your adoptive father."
"You'd better make sure that's true!"
Old Bwonsamdi moved its chin, showing a malicious smile, and said:
"Now we are traders. Within the framework of the transaction, if you dare to lie to me, I have plenty of ways to teach you a lesson reasonably and legally."
"Don't worry, the goods I give you are definitely worth your money!"
The pirate stretched out his thumb and waved it in the air, then touched his handsome cheek again and showed a bright smile. Old Bwonsamdi floated over and landed next to Black.
The pirate lowered his head and said in Death's ear:
"You did secretly clean up all the shrines belonging to Mu'ezala in the material world after the Heaven and Earth fell apart. You did a great job.
Muezala knew it was you, but he couldn't punish you for it.
But you have overlooked one thing, Bwonsamdi, my friend, you have not cleaned up those shrines that existed before the Earthfall ten thousand years ago.
As far as I know, in Kalimdor, deep in the Tanaris Desert, Zul'Farrak, the main city of the Sandfury Trolls, there is still a dilapidated shrine inscribed with the name of the god Mu'ezala.
I'll send you another message.
There is one last disciple of Muezala in the material world, his name is Saka.
Martyr Saka.
Go kill him before he does anything dangerous, and cast your signature curse on the Sandfury Trolls. There are people who believe in you anyway.
Let those sand-fury undead climb out of the sand pit and start killing people in that city! Well, if you are lucky enough to find those two Sandfury Divine Swords, don't forget to sell them to me.
I recycle it at a high price! "
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