Shadow Trails in Azeroth

When it comes to dealing with the Loa, no one in the world has more experience than the Zandalar trolls.

Just like the night elf civilization bound the wilderness demigods and druids as natural friends when it started, the Zandalari civilization, because of its unique "location advantage", brought initial praise to First Emperor Dazar. When the Daala trolls escaped from Nazmir, which was contaminated by the blood plague, the trolls were completely tied to the Loa.

Their connection to and worship of the Loa predates even the birth of the first elves.

In other words, the reason why the elves were able to get along so well with the wilderness demigods when they were born was all due to the "good teaching" from the Zandalari trolls.

Well, that's another nasty "elves and trolls" joke.

In short, the Zandalari trolls have a far better understanding of Loa and the power of Loa than other races in the world. Examples of conflicts between gods caused by "eating indiscriminately" such as Gaboa, they have experienced in the past We have dealt with this a lot in history.

As Blake sarcastically said, trolls are the most religious group in the world, but they are also the most ruthless pragmatists in the world.

It is because there are so many large and small loas that the trolls have too many choices, resulting in a situation that is inconsistent.

When in danger, he prays to Bwonsamdi not to take him away. As soon as the danger is over, he immediately turns to pray to Raizan to give him strength. When he needs to hunt, he goes to the temple of Gonk to pray. If he needs to kill others with black hands, People secretly offered tribute to Shadra.

In a word, it is really not easy to be the god of trolls.

Just like Akunda, a simple and kind-hearted god, he would also encounter a bastard priest like Zarak who tried to backstab him and steal his divine power.

The names of the Loa gods who were backstabbed by their own followers in history cannot be written down in a book as thick as Little Star's Autobiography.

Therefore, it is difficult for "faith thieves" like Gaboa to appear in other civilizations, but they are really caught in large numbers in the history of trolls.

"What on earth do you think?"

On the deck of the Reaper heading toward Risk Bay in Grizzly Hills, Princess Talanji carefully checked Gaboa's physical condition. Even though the young princess was a talented shadow hunter, she was also shocked by Gaboa's "unselective food".

She curled her lips and said:

"You don't know where you got so much elemental power from before and used voodoo techniques to refine it into the power of controlling storms. You probably want to lay the foundation for your 'Pirate God' priesthood. I can understand this.

But then I couldn't understand the shadow power of Prophet Salonya.

The power of the Shadow Wind Serpent is geared toward defense and curses, and it has nothing to do with your pirate priesthood!

What do you want it for?

And the poisonous power of Siletus

Do you want to change your job to become the God of Assassin? Or the god of murder? But this poisonous divine power is only slightly marginal to those priests. Don't you guys check whether they are suitable for you before you eat them? "

"Oh, my little princess, please stop complaining. Do you really think that every troll who aspires to become a god is like you and has received personal instruction from Lazan since he was a child?

We 'thieves of faith' all come from wild backgrounds. If we can find two good loa to extract divine power like me, it's already very good. How can we be picky and picky! "

Gaboa was feeling extremely uncomfortable right now. How could he be in the mood to answer Princess Talanji's weird questions?

He was lying on a stretcher, naked except for a pair of pirate pants that were strung up to his thighs.

His arms, legs, heart and cheeks have all been anointed with precious sacred oil and some voodoo materials by the troll priests.

These things can effectively help him better transform his divine power in the upcoming ascension ceremony.

"Hey, I said."

Black stood in front of the altar being built by the mummy crew on the deck of the Death. He held a pipe in his mouth and said to Gaboa:

"Are your 'believers' ready? Don't be embarrassed when no one responds. I have also learned about the path of Loa. If you don't have enough faith to gather the priesthood for you, even if you succeed, you will only be a Weak Loa.

Just like old Garni, he could only work hard to pick up some priesthoods that others looked down upon. "

"It's all done."

Gaboa breathed hard and let the troll priests beside him help him ease the conflict of divine power in his body. He whispered:

“I’ve been planning this since I was freed from Zemlan’s fleet.

I hired a group of Prototurtles to spread the story of the cursed pirates from seven thousand years ago throughout the South Seas, but I changed Zemlan's name to mine.

In this way, every pirate who knows the story of cursed pirates is my potential believer, and I am not greedy, and I do not try to become the pirate god of all races.

I just need those troll pirates to worship me.

I have counted them before. Although the number is not large now, there are still several thousand people. After hearing my call, it is enough for only one tenth of these people to respond to me. "

"Hundreds of people?"

Blake rubbed his teeth and said:

"Isn't this too few? There are not even enough people for an ordinary small troll clan."

"No, Captain Gaboa's situation is special."

Princess Talanji, who was preparing for the divine communication ceremony, interrupted and explained in a very professional tone:

"Sir Black, why do you think he worked so hard to extract the divine power of two Loa? He has enough divine power for him to squander, and all he needs is a priesthood that condenses faith.

He was very aware of his shortcomings, so he did not try to spread his faith on a large scale in the South China Sea. He knew that it was difficult to sincerely devote his worship to the pirate profession, so he chose the safest method. "

"Yes, Blake."

Gaboya hummed a few times and said:

"I only need those hundreds of troll pirates to recognize me as the pirate god of the trolls. That's enough. I can't place my divinity on the faith of mortals. That would be the path of an evil god.

There are many people who believe in me, and my divine power is certainly strong.

But once no one believes in me, I'm done. That kind of god is not what I want. I will not place my existence on other people's praises. I want to follow the path of genuine Loa.

Just like Bwonsamdi and Akunda, they are powerful existences in themselves, and the beliefs of others only add more clerical fields to them.

I drained both loa of their divine power, which was enough to bring me close to a powerful being when crossing the realm of demigods. "

"etc!"

Blake blew out a smoke ring, suddenly reached out and rubbed his chin, and said in a strange tone:

"According to what you said. Then if I want to try to become Loa God, with my current reputation in the Endless Sea and the entire Azeroth"

The pirate mentioned this conjecture, but no one answered him.

Until several seconds later, Gaboa said with strong jealousy:

"With your notoriety, even if you don't have enough divine power, just relying on the number of people who worship you and praise you and the faith they profess is enough for you to leap to the powerful Loa in an instant. in the ranks.

But still what I said before.

Relying solely on faith to gather priesthood and transform divine power is the path of the evil god. It means that you will be completely tied to your believers, and you will both prosper and suffer.

Once all your believers die, you are finished, and you will enter the most terrifying weakness. The kind of weakness caused by losing faith is not even something you can control.

After all, illusory faith is the most unreliable thing in the world. They can kneel down to you because of their strength, but they can also abandon you because of their strength.

Unless you have a large group of diehard fanatics."

"But I do!"

Blake blinked and said:

"After I shaped the spiritual leader of mankind into the Lich King, I still have several thousand people among my Uncrowned Ones who will never leave me. Counting the loyal subordinates among the Undead Pirates, I have a total of twenty to thirty thousand people. Should be more than enough.

Well, if my true identity is revealed again, and the citizens of Kul Tiras are willing to follow me, I suddenly feel that becoming a Loa god seems to be a good road. "

The answer made Gaboa roll his eyes.

He felt that Blake was deliberately trying to destroy Versailles, and the young Princess Talanji once again felt that this man was hiding something deeply.

Few people can be as calm as Blake after knowing the secret of Loa.

Just imagine, if a random person knew that he only needed to go through a ceremony to become a god of faith, how many people would not be tempted?

"You don't really want to try the path of the Loa, do you?"

Maiev's figure appeared next to Black, and she said to the pirate:

"You obviously have better choices."

"Okay, I was just joking."

The pirate shook his head and said:

"If I really longed for power, I would have been a loyal believer of Lady Elune long ago. How could I be like me now? Even the Moon Goddess recognized me as her chosen one, but I have not yet made up my mind to hand over my faith. For Lady Elune.

So in theory, I am now an unbeliever and a chosen one of the Moon God. This sentence alone is enough to be blasphemous and enough to make people’s hearts tremble when they hear it. "

Blake glanced at the sky and whispered:

"With a deviant and bad elector like me, Lady Elune will probably have a hard time."

"It's good for you to know."

Maiev whispered:

"During this time, Tyrande has been trying to ask me about you, but I dare not tell her the truth for fear that her beliefs will shift.

You used to say that Tyrande was the Moon Goddess's 'blood daughter', but now look, who is the Moon Goddess's 'blood son'? "

"Hey, is this what you, a moon god priest, should say?"

The pirate made a serious face and scolded:

"As the chosen one of the Moon God, I cannot bear to hear such blasphemous words! Elbow, come into the house with me! I will give you a good lecture on the teachings of our supreme Lady Elune."

"Snapped"

Maiev punched Black on the waist and scolded:

"Be normal! You heretic."

In the fight between these two guys, the Reaper finally arrived over Risk Bay.

This is the outlet of the Grizzly Hills. It was originally a seaport for undead pirates. However, after it was previously attacked and burned by the Alliance fleet, it was occupied by a group of goblins who came to take advantage of every opportunity.

It’s a fleet of venture capital firms.

Those guys relied on the undead pirates and the alliance fleet to attack each other and had no time to pay attention to them. They had already begun to build a fortress here. It seemed that they planned to occupy it for a long time so as to shape the established facts after the war.

"Bah, what a bunch of bastards!"

Black stood on the side of the Reaper and looked at several goblin armed merchant ships docked in the bay below.

He said fiercely:

"I'll let my trash-like troll pirate god friend kill you in a moment! You dare to occupy my territory, you are really brave."

"The ceremony begins!"

Just when Blake was complaining about the boldness of the goblins below, on the deck of the Reaper high in the clouds, Gaboa, who had been blessed with divine power, slowly moved slowly with the support of his first mate Harraz and second mate Aspix. Go up to the altar.

He lay on the altar with difficulty, and Princess Talanji held a torch below to light the other party's ritual materials under the altar.

It looked like Gaboa was about to set himself on fire.

But no.

These strange blue flames are not burning fuel, but are ignited by the Loa power collected by Gaboa, allowing him to temporarily connect with the mysterious space where the Loa are located.

This is equivalent to the ritual of "worshiping the dock" for the new brothers.

"Light the divine fire! Call your followers, Gaboa, the pirate god of the trolls!"

Princess Talanji, as the host of the ceremony, called out:

"Gather the priesthood! Show your power to the great spirits of existence, and let those immortal wills examine and accept you!"

"Show your power to the world! Let the sky and the sea recognize your dominance over the pirates! Let you become the representative of the plunderers, let you become the symbol of the Sea of ​​Strife, let you become the Heartless Our idol!"

After three calls, Princess Talanji and other Loa priests simultaneously called on the Loa gods they served to come with their will to witness Gaboa's ascension ceremony.

In the burning of divine power, Gaboa, the bastard, was suspended in mid-air, his figure constantly changing between snake and troll forms.

He opened his arms as if shouting.

In the distant South China Sea and within the scope of the Endless Sea, every troll pirate who has heard of Gaboya’s name and story, no matter which clan they come from or what they are doing, at this moment the words of Gaboya are heard in their ears. Boya's call.

"Pirates! I will be your new god, Captain Gaboa! You have all heard my name, you all know my story, and you will see my power.

I need your faith to help me gather my priesthood, and I need you to call my name to help me become a god!

Come, pirates, offer your faith.

After this is accomplished, I will give you my power to help you win great victories in every robbery, and help you become famous on the endless sea!

Come and witness my moment of ascension! "

Gaboa tried his best to seduce the pirates who heard his voice. The "trustees" he deliberately placed in other fleets in advance were naturally the first to respond. Under the instigation and leadership of those guys, soon There were many troll pirates who offered their faith to the new Loa.

This is simply unreasonable to pirates of other races.

How can anyone just casually surrender their faith when they hear the call?

But the trolls have their own national conditions here. The trolls who have coexisted with Loa since childhood know what to do when they hear the sound. It’s all the same old tricks.

And some cunning trolls will be happy that there will be another Luoakazi to harvest wool in the future.

In short, Gaboa's call for believers went very smoothly, even a little too smoothly. Originally, he estimated that a few hundred people would respond, which would be good. However, after a few minutes, the number of people who responded to the call exceeded 2,000.

It seems that Gaboa has a really good reputation in the unique profession of troll pirates.

The Loa gods who were called by the Loa priests to "observe the ceremony" were also very considerate. It was Princess Talanji who presided over the ceremony and called Lazan, the boss of the Loa.

Seeing that Boss Lezan had no objections to Gaboa's ascension to the gods, the other Loa naturally followed suit and voted "yes", among which Old Bwonsamdi and Old Garni were the most enthusiastic.

The former is because he has a "business relationship" with Gaboa, and the latter is for the sake of his good brother Black.

So, at this moment, there was a strong wind in the sky, and the wind essence collected by Gaboa from the Sky Wall was quickly converted into his Loa power, as well as the shadow of the prophet Salonya and Siletus. The poison is integrated into it.

This storm mixed with shadows and toxins rolls across the sky, with divine lightning condensed in it, and the shadow of the giant snake flying around. All of these constitute Gaboa's unique divine power.

But Blake has no interest in these. He is still immersed in Gaboa's pirate call just now.

"Good guy, isn't this the 'Qin Shihuang, make money' routine?"

Black squinted his eyes and looked at Gaboa, who was so proud of his ability to influence everything, and he complained:

"Hey, are you the God of Pirates or the God of Scams? Are so many people falling for such a clumsy trap? It seems that if I lose my job in the increasingly fierce competition among pirates, I will switch to fraud. It’s also very promising.”

"Hi, Pirate God!"

Blake blew a loud whistle and shouted to the sky at the top of his lungs:

"Show me your hands!"

"Did you see the goblins below? Kill them!"