Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 1451 84. Windrunner’s mother received a new offer—Happy Holidays, babies [13]

"What? Want to buy His Majesty Malak's magic essence at a high price? How can this be done? This is my precious trophy!"

A few hours later, on the walls of the frost troll king's city of Gurdak, which were covered with corpses, Black held a pipe in his mouth and played with the troll skull that had just been "processed" with void magic. He blew his beard and stared at what appeared in front of him. "Princess Envoy" said:

"Who do you think I am? Do you think I sell everything? Bastard! This is about my battle glory. Who would sell his prized prey?

How dare you make such an exorbitant request in front of me?

I'm starting to feel like this bastard is provoking me. "

The Troll Pirate God Gaboya ignored Black's chirping at this time and simply thought it was the smelly pirate undergoing some kind of physiological gas excretion process.

He held the luxurious "Loa Waist Knife" in his hand and waited until the stinky pirate finished speaking. Then he slowly threw out a small bag with a cunning look on his face, and said in a cunning tone and casual posture:

"You have to pay more, right? I understand the rules."

"Um?"

Blake took the small bag and opened it. There were three stacks of Goblin Gold Cards inside. This amount was already an absolute windfall for ordinary pirates.

But the pirate just sneered and threw the package at Gaboa's feet. He said rudely:

"You know nothing!"

"What? It's not enough. It doesn't matter. If we can't agree on the price, we can talk slowly."

Gaboa was not provoked by this extremely insulting action at all. He grinned, touched his shiny fangs, and like magic, took out two large bags from his luggage and placed them in front of Blake's eyes.

He reached out and picked up the small bag at his feet, placed it on top of the big pocket, and then made a "please" gesture.

The stinky pirate finally looked better this time. He glanced at the two bags filled with all kinds of gorgeous jewelry, crossed his arms again, and said with a sideways glance:

"Your Majesty, Princess Zandalari, is this the extent of your actions? Maybe I should let my empty-headed sister teach Princess Talanji how to spend money correctly in order to win people's hearts."

"Tsk, tsk, this sarcasm is absolutely brilliant. I want to write it down and use it when I blackmail others in the future."

Gaboya said something serious.

Under Blake's gaze, the shameless pirate god coughed uncomfortably for several seconds, turned away, took out a large bag from his luggage and threw it at his feet.

He waved his hands and said:

"Don't look at me, that's all. His Highness gave me so many things as a reward. Do you like it or not?"

"I mean, Malak is the king of trolls in the North, and his identity alone is worth it. Forget it, I won't make up any excuses, after all, I have to pay more!

Get it you! "

Blake stretched out his hand and snatched some bulging luggage from Gaboa's waist. He poured his energy into the luggage and scanned it around, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Put that bag full of treasures that could rival the treasury of a small kingdom like Alterac into your own big bag.

He snorted with satisfaction, picked up the small bag filled with goblin gold cards from the three big bags at his feet, threw it to Gaboa and said:

"It's not easy to run errands for Her Highness the Princess. You are also a Loa after all. Now, take your reward."

"Where are you sending old Gani?"

Gaboa snarled angrily and grabbed the three big bags at Black's feet.

These things were worth the trip.

A deal that made both parties happy was concluded, and without saying much, Black casually threw a bottle of magic essence extracted from Frost King Malak to Gaboa.

This thing is very similar to a material entity with highly condensed magic power, sloshing in a crystal bottle like a white liquid.

In other civilizations, killing a person is described as cutting off the head, but for trolls who are accustomed to the power of various gods and ghosts, getting someone's magic essence means completely killing the other person.

After all, there are ways in voodoo magic to "resurrection" a troll after death. But if the magic essence is extracted, no matter how powerful the troll is, it will not be able to appear in the world as a physical entity.

"Do you want this head?"

Blake played with the Frost King's Skull in his hand, and Gaboa raised his chin and said with a beaming smile:

"I thought Malak's head was quite delicate before, but when I got it, I realized that this guy probably drew too much divine power from Loa, which caused his skull to be deformed to a certain extent.

This completely destroys the naturally elegant curves. It is not a good collection. Putting it in my collection will only destroy my elegant taste.

So I decided to sell it. "

The stinking pirate tossed the skull in his hand and boasted to Gaboa like the best businessman:

"Look at this skull, how good it is.

Not only does it have the potential to become a top-level frost magic weapon due to its long-term integration and fusion with frost magic, but it also has several Loa powers used to strengthen the magic points inside it. It is truly a rare treasure.

If my sister didn't like this kind of wild and primitive decoration, I would have given it to her as a birthday gift.

A big shot like Princess Talanji should also have her own 'royal collection'. If she has not had the habit of collecting treasures before, maybe it would be an excellent choice from now on.

What do you think? "

"Since this thing is so great, I want it for Her Royal Highness."

Whether Princess Talanji wants the Frost King's Head is an unknown question, but it is obvious that Gaboa has been persuaded by Black.

As the new Loa, he really needs a few "good things" to show his power and majesty. This skull originating from the troll king of the North is very suitable.

But as a Loa and a treacherous pirate, Gaboa easily captured more important information from Black's words.

While he took the Frost King's Skull from the pirate's hand to "inspect the goods", he raised his eyebrows and asked:

"You just said that Malak used several rays of divine power to strengthen himself? According to the information I got, the only Loa killed by him is Quesluen, and Nolenk and Mutos are both prepared sacrifices. .

This kind of divine power occupation means that there must be a Loa who died without our knowledge.

I guess the first person sacrificed by Malak was not Quesluen, but Akali, the rhinoceros god Akali, the ‘Royal Loa’ of the Drakkari trolls? "

"Roughly the same."

The pirate shrugged and said meaningfully to Gaboa:

"I predicted that Malak would become the God-Killer King more than two years ago. Before he died, he yelled that I had triggered the darkness in his heart.

Akali, the rhino god, has not appeared on the land of Zul'Drak for almost a year. Malak's strength has suddenly increased sharply in this year, and when faced with the threat of natural disasters, he chose to sacrifice without much hesitation. Loa comes to obtain the divine warrior.

Do you think there is any connection between these things? "

"Well, it seems that our Malak did not die unjustly."

Gaboya was so smart. He understood it after being reminded by Blake. He grinned and looked at the ancient royal city below the city wall, which had been occupied by countless undead natural disasters.

After Malak's death, the frost troll kingdom collapsed from its source.

It's only a matter of time before the Scourge completely takes over and rules this place.

The troll pirate god curled his lips and said:

"It seems that at least in this war, the undead natural disasters are not completely evil. Their appearance gave Malak a legitimate reason to kill the gods.

Tsk tsk, he is indeed the person you value and give prophecies to.

This was a really dark move. If there had been no undead natural disasters, the rise of the Drakkari trolls would probably have happened in the past two years. Maybe Malak himself would have created an era of troll empire.

It's a pity that he will never have that chance again! "

The newly born Pirate God looked at the Skull of the Frost King in his hand. He felt more and more that this skull artifact was so pleasing to the eye. After a few seconds, Gaboa slapped his thigh and said:

"I want this!

Of course, I will also ask you for the loa of Akali, the Rhinoceros God, on behalf of my Lord Talanji.

As long as Her Royal Highness brings it back to Zuldazar's shrine, with the magical power mastered by the Zandalari trolls, it won't be long before the powerful rhinoceros god Akali will be reborn! "

"you sure?"

Blake blew out a smoke ring and raised his left hand. A huge crystal bottle shining with blood-red light appeared in his hand. This was the spirit of the gods and demons that Blake had just collected from Malak's corpse.

He took this thing and said to Gaboa:

"This Akali spirit and demon is a very expensive thing. If I make good use of it, I can create a warrior Loa like you in a short period of time.

Oops, think about it carefully, my idiot sister’s birthday is coming soon, so giving this thing to her will probably make her very happy, right? "

"I know the rules!"

Gaboa spread his hands and said:

“Isn’t it just to add money?

When I go back and apply for a fund from the generous Princess, I will have a good time arguing with you. Keep that mass of magic spirit for me. As a Loa god, I should also spend time building my own 'social circle'.

What is a more reliable friendship than life-saving grace?

Hahaha. "

After saying that, Gaboa turned to leave, but as soon as he turned his head, a shadow flying knife whizzed over and pierced Gaboa's forehead, destroying the illusion of power on the spot.

The Frost King's Skull in his hand also fell to the ground. After bouncing a few times, Black reached out and picked it up.

The stinky pirate raised his head, gestured with his middle finger to the troll pirate god who showed a helpless smile in the air as if his trick had been discovered, and cursed:

"You want to take the goods without giving me money? Who do you think I am? In order to punish you for your stupid idea of ​​getting something for nothing, I have decided that the next time I trade.

Remember to add money! "

——

Black didn't spend much time in Zul'Drak.

After the Frost King Malak, the leader of the Scourge Resistance, was killed, the story of this dark land came to an end, at least for Black.

Although the story of the Loas continues there.

Although the Zandalari trolls will definitely find ways to save some Drakkari trolls from the undead Scourge, these have nothing to do with the stinking pirates.

He didn't care about these little details, he was just here to complete the task anyway.

"That's it. My great Majesty, with the power and name you gave me, I simply killed the bastard who tried to resist you, adding bricks and stones to your first death conquest."

After taking some time to return to the undead stronghold in Crystalsong Forest, Black immediately came to ask for credit and reward from His Majesty the Lich King.

Of course, he didn't come empty-handed.

A soul stone containing Malak's soul and a headless but extremely strong troll corpse were sent to Lothar as proof that the mission was over.

The Lich King was very satisfied with the "gift" in front of him, and even his subordinates "highly praised" Black.

"I feel more and more that natural disasters need an excellent intelligence officer and master assassin."

Sitting next to Lothar, King Llane Wrynn, wearing a human dress and a ceremonial sword, stared at Black and said in a cold tone:

"This 'hero' who was born in Kul Tiras is undoubtedly the kind of talent we need."

"Seconded!"

On the other side of the Lich King, Lord Antonidas, holding a psychic bone staff and covering himself in a white lich robe, also simply agreed to the proposal.

"I also."

Yrel the Little Hoof originally wanted to say that he agreed, but when he saw Black's unkind gaze, the Draenei death knight snorted and ultimately did not choose to speak.

"That's enough for now."

Lothar raised his hand to stop the malicious discussion among his subordinates. He slapped the soul stone of Frost King Malak onto the blade of Frostmourne, and the magic sword immediately hissed with joy.

As the death sword rotated, Lothar also stood up. He said to the three subordinates beside him:

"Blackshaw has proven his worth to the Scourge, and it's time for me to fulfill my promise to him. I will be away for a few days, and when I return, I hope to see a Zul'Drak that has been fully taken over by us.

I want that land that has been repeatedly washed by death to be ready to explore all the potential of war! "

"Yes! Your Majesty."

The three dead men all leaned forward to accept the order. Lothar did not waste any time. He picked up Frostmourne with his handle and called a black armored death horse over in a silent call.

Unfortunately, this horse is not called Invincible, nor does it have wings.

However, wearing the traditional heavy horse armor of Arathi knights and being blessed by the cold wind of death, this tall war horse also has a cold and deathly majesty.

Lothar got on his horse and left the camp guarded by the undead with Black. Before preparing to go far to the snowy south, the pirate suddenly said:

"Your Majesty, I have thought about it and found out that Lord Llane Wrynn's suggestion is indeed pertinent. With your current power and combat system, you really need an excellent intelligence officer and master assassin to serve you."

"Um?"

Lothar pulled up the reins of the horse in surprise, looked at the pirate, and said:

"Are you ready to rush to death? Is there nothing left in the world of the living worthy of your nostalgia?"

"No, no, it's not me."

Blake shook his head and said:

"It's my mentor, Ms. Lylitha Windrunner, a Dark Ranger. She is a free undead and has lofty ideals. I think she must be very willing to become a member of the natural disasters you rule.

Of course, she cannot become the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and can only temporarily serve you and train elite death rangers and undead assassins for you.

She will support your career until you choose a suitable successor."

The pirate shrugged and said to Lothar:

"She is my most valued chief retainer. Please understand that although I respect you very much, I really don't want to lose her now."