Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 145 53. Devil’s Law【1515】

Old Bwonsamdi left.

When he left, the soul fire in the eyes of this god of death was extremely serious, without any hint of his usual playful smile.

From a perceptual level, it is not willing to believe Blake's statement.

But from a rational perspective, when Black told the news, Bwonsamdi had already believed it.

Because the Sandfury clan living in the great desert of Kalimdor continent had indeed settled there ten thousand years ago, and the Sandfury clan was different from other troll clans.

They are very loyal to their beliefs.

Currently, the Sandnu clan believes in two Loa, the tiger-body Jibul Elaka, and the multi-headed snake god Gazrilla.

In order to allow aquatic loa like Gazrilla to survive in the desert, those madmen even dug a giant pool in the deepest part of the desert.

This is completely different from those troll clans who change their orders from day to day and change their faith in Loa at will.

And if the shrine of Mu'ezara really exists in Zul Falakli, the city of ten thousand years ago.

That problem is quite troublesome.

This may mean that Mu'ezala's faith has taken root again among the Sandfury Trolls.

Black said that there was only one follower of Mu'ezara in the city, but Bwonsamdi did not believe this.

It must seize the time and immediately send its most trusted priests to Kalimdor to check.

If things go wrong, this Sandfury clan.

We can’t stay!

After watching old Bwonsamdi leave, Black moved his shoulders as he returned to his human body. He took another look at the tattered Nag'far at his feet.

There was a hint of fondness in his blue eyes.

"You will be cured, right? Don't worry, I will find enough souls for you to eat."

The pirate reached out and patted the ship at his feet, comforting him:

"Be patient for a moment, I'll go deal with something important."

After saying that, he jumped down from the side of the ship several meters high and landed on the surface of the ice. He didn't even have time to look at the large list of newly added talents and skills on the character card.

Now is not the time to talk about this.

Seeing Blake walking over quickly, all the orcs of the Black-Toothed Grinning Clan gathered on the ice, including Garona, looked at him with strange and dull eyes.

Just now, they heard Blake say his real first and last name for the first time.

When these two gangster brothers heard those names, everyone was stunned!

Proudmoore, oh my God!

The crown prince of Kul Tiras became a pirate and led a group of orcs across the Endless Sea, overthrowing the legions of hell in the troll territory.

Humanity deserves to be damned by the Holy Light!

This world is really crazy. This story, this truth, is really crazy.

"What? Haven't you seen me? Why are you all looking at me like this?"

Blake noticed the gazes of these guys, and he said in a strange tone:

"Does my true identity make you feel worried and offended?"

"No, it's not, Captain."

Even the orc warlock Evil Eye, who always claimed to be loyal to the captain, spoke with a stutter.

The bastard warlock touched the scar on his eye. He grinned with a green face and fangs, but his smile was full of confusion.

explain:

"The main reason is that it was too sudden. Everyone is a little, how should I put it, hard to accept."

"Shua"

Blake grinned.

In the next moment, he took off the face covering he had been wearing, took off his hood, and shook his long hair.

The injuries on his face had been completely healed after receiving Akunda's blessing of regeneration during this journey.

So for the first time in the world of Azeroth, his rather handsome face, which was also wrapped with an indelible sinister and evil temperament, was displayed in the sun in an unobstructed way. Down.

And that long, messy golden hair.

In this complete silence, Blake turned around, with a sly smile on his face, and tossed up and down the ball of magic spirit in his hand that was still emitting intertwined light.

Full of malice, he said to Garona and the Blackhand brothers:

"Scares you, doesn't it?"

"Come on, let's get acquainted again. My name is indeed Black Shaw, I kid you not. But I also have another name, Derek Proudmoore.

The crown prince of Kul Tiras is in the past. When you orcs drove the red dragon to destroy my fleet, I waved goodbye to the past.

The fire of the red dragon sealed my destiny, and Hela's curse forced me to embark on this path.

At that time, I couldn't turn back. "

Blake shrugged and said to his men:

“Now, I can turn back.

But after I looked back on my experiences during this period, I suddenly discovered that I actually didn’t hate this kind of life. Perhaps in this body with the blood of the Proudmoore family flowing through my bones, what I longed for was not to become a naval marshal.

The Proudmoore family has produced too many naval heroes.

I think it's time for a famous pirate to spice up the family legend.

so.

Why bother looking back? "

The pirate explained this, then smiled at Garona who had returned to her living state, and whispered:

"As promised, we'll talk about it later, madam. I have to go check on Meili first."

"Well, you go ahead."

Garona glanced at Blake's face. She stretched out her hand and pulled the hood and said:

"I'm not in a hurry, I'm always very patient, Captain Black."

This title made Blake stunned for a moment.

He then lamented and said in a very dramatic way:

"Well, we fought side by side, and I thought we were friends, but you don't want to call me 'Captain'."

"whispering sound."

Garona curled her lips and said with a smile:

"I served Gul'dan before, and I also served two Horde Warchiefs. If you count the assassination of Medivh, I also served Anduin Lothar.

They are all my former employers.

You want me to be your subordinate, Black Shaw. You must at least have a crown on your head, right? It's expensive to hire me, my friend.

Now you can’t come up with enough ‘money’.

When you become a real big shot in the future, I will consider your invitation. "

"It's agreed."

Black laughed, turned to the Blackhand brothers and Evil Eye, as well as the noble Akunda Zalak who ran over hunched over, and the fox quartermaster Eudora. These few of his confidants shouted:

"Go to Treasure Island and collect gold coins! I only want the best and most precious ones with uniform patterns. Collect at least 600 coins, put them in a box and bring them to me!

Then let others load the island's treasure onto the ship!

I allow everyone to take the largest amount of treasure that can be carried with both hands as personal gain, but once the treasure is in the warehouse and anyone dares to steal it, my hands will be cut off! "

"Yes! Captain!"

Eudora, who was the smallest but had already gleaming eyes, was the first to respond. The little fox-man glanced at the Nagfar again, scratched his head, and said to Blake:

"But Captain, there is so much treasure, even if we fill the ghost ship, we can't carry even one tenth of it. We still need ships, the more the better!

You also need a place to hide your treasure.

We need a treasure trove!

There are so many treasures, and now there are no curses. It is too unsafe to leave them here. "

“So, find a way to spend them.”

Black rubbed his chin, and finally set his sights on the noble Akunda, the Northland Troll Zalak. He thought for a while and said to Zalak:

"You, you used to live in the Zandalari Empire, do you know any caravans that can buy ships?"

"Yes! Captain."

The Northland Troll rubbed his hands excitedly and said to Blake:

"I know a lot of ancestor turtles in Zuldazar. Those turtle people who walk slowly and generally speak in a rush are all a group of people who live a long life and are good at doing business.

They often come from afar to worship the Loa god Toga, so they have a lot of connections in Zuldazar. Through them, we can even buy retired warships from the Zandalari Empire's golden fleet.

But it’s the price.”

Before Zarak finished speaking, Blake stepped forward, put his arm around the noble Akunda's shoulder, and pointed to Treasure Island.

He said:

"Look at that pile of things, Zarak, and answer me again, do you think we are short of money now? Go buy it! Buy a ship with combat effectiveness. Don't buy too many leftovers, buy the biggest one.

As for the treasure house, let me think about it again. There are many islands in the South China Sea, but forget it if they are safe. I don’t want to think about it now. I have important things to do.

Let's split up.

Zarak and Eudora went to contact the Ancestral Turtle merchant to buy a boat. After the deal was completed, they met at the port of the Ancestral Turtle in the northeast of Wharton Desert.

Everyone else, return to Zemlan Port first! "

Blake pointed to the coastline where the sea fog had dispersed and said to the others:

"Let's go out and recruit more sailors tonight. With just such a small number of people, we can't even sail the ship."

After assigning the task, the pirate captain nodded to Garona and strode towards Treasure Island. In the center of the island filled with wealth, there was a purple magic barrier standing.

Meili Dongfeng sealed himself inside, and was hit by layers of cold air, seemingly not allowing others to approach, but it was not for the purpose of monopolizing the treasure.

But there was something wrong with the old mage's own body.

"Master, are you okay?"

Against the biting cold wind, Blake walked a few steps forward in the sea of ​​gold coins. He shouted towards the magic barrier in front of him, but received no response.

It wasn't until several seconds later that Merry Dongfeng sounded out with a painful hoarse voice.

"Don't come here! It's attacking my mind. It senses my weakness in suppressing it, and it wants to escape! No, it doesn't just want to escape.

It wants it to possess me.

do not come! Danger! "

"That's why I'm here, Master."

Hearing that the old mage still maintained his sanity, Black was relieved. He shouted towards the magic barrier:

"I can help you! Believe me, Master, I have created many small miracles along the way, and this one is no less important. Let go of the barrier and let me in!

I can help you. "

"How can you help?"

Merry's voice will become a little weird, like a double tone. In addition to his own decayed and hoarse tone, there seems to be a sarcastic and provocative tone.

"I'll talk to it."

The pirate also changed his tone to a calm tone, and knocked on the purple magic barrier as if knocking on a door. He said:

"I'm going to talk to you, calmly, and I know you're going to talk to me, because if you don't want to, I'm going to say something that's going to make you piss your pants.

Nathrezim, the Dreadlord Kasanatil! "

This weird name was pronounced by Blake in unfamiliar demonic language.

The moment this real name appeared, the old mage who was sneering in the barrier suddenly felt like a chicken being strangled by the neck, but the thing quickly reacted.

It howled at Blake with the double voice of the old mage Merry:

"I am the vanguard of destruction of the Legion! I am the shadow visitor descended from the stars! I came with the evil intentions of the gods, and I have nothing to say to you mortals who are doomed to decay!

Get out of here!

This body! This soul! be mine! "

"thal'kituun! Kathra'Natir!"

Blake read out a Nasrezim language and responded:

"It was your master that I wanted to talk to you about."

This sentence again aroused the sarcasm and ridicule of the fear devil:

"Your efforts are so cute, you weak mortal. Give up, I won't reveal anything related to Lord Sargeras."

"No, not this!"

Before it finished speaking, it was interrupted by Blake.

The pirate whispered in the cold wind:

"What I want to tell you is the King of Reapers, the ancestor of the Bloodborn, the builder and controller of Revendreth, the Destroyer of Crimes, the owner of the Monument of Ten Thousand Sins, Nathrezim and Wimsey My father, one of the six pillars of the Shadow Realm!

What I want to talk to you about is your true master.

I am about to say the supreme name of the Eternal One here, and you must talk to me about this great emperor."

"Shut up! Come in! Keep your voice down! You bastard, do you want to kill us?"

Just when Blake was about to say that name, a crack suddenly opened in the magic barrier in front of him, and a huge demonic claw wrapped with evil energy and coldness poked out from it.

He clasped Black's shoulders and with a whoosh, captured the pirate's entire body.

"boom"

The crack suddenly closed in the next moment.

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