Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the sea at the edge of the Uldum Desert, which was already in chaos, several pirate ships sailing in the sky sneakily descended from the clouds.

They also pretended to turn on the newly installed optical camouflage on the ship to filter the light to achieve physical invisibility.

Such awesome black technology is clearly the work of Mechagon's mechanical gnomes, but these ships are not steel ships made by the mechanical gnomes.

Their appearance is still troll-style battleships, but most of them have undergone some mechanized transformation. Because the transformation has not been completed, these ships are full of a nondescript feeling.

In particular, they carry very advanced cruise torpedoes under their wooden hulls, and the ridiculous scene of installing the electromagnetic guns of the mechanical gnomes on the base of the naval guns is enough to make military enthusiasts of any era throw up their tables and become furious.

But for the cursed pirates who have been hiding their heads and tails recently and pretending to be grandchildren, they feel quite proud at this time.

"Oh, my, from today on, our Gaboya will also become more awesome."

On the bow of the Death God, the newly promoted Troll Pirate God Gaboa holds the hot wind scimitar and ruby ​​sword at his waist, looking at Uldum that has been completely enveloped by the big sandstorm with a proud attitude. desert.

The first mate and second mate beside him also straightened their backs.

They didn't come here today just to pick up scraps from the dangerous battlefield where the wind element and the Titan Guardian were fighting. They came here today to do real "big things"!

They seek to overthrow the brutal rule of the Skywall by the tyrannical and insane Windrider Al'A'kir.

Although they are not wind elements, they want to bring a new and good king to the suffering wind element "family silver".

Gaboa could swear that this was all for the well-being of the elements.

Of course, after successfully helping His Highness the Wind Chaser establish a new Sky Wall rule as a "Servant of the Dragon", His Majesty Sunderland was said to be very generous and gave him the title of "Prince of the Sky" or something like that. It's a normal thing.

At that time, Tagaboah will be the agent of Skywall in the material world.

Gee, this can be considered as truly getting into the circle of high-end power in Azeroth.

For Gaboa, who was a poor skeleton nailed to the wind and sun on the Cursed Pier a few years ago, the grand scene of today and the future is beyond his imagination.

It can only be said that he was lucky enough to catch up with a good era?

"Those bastards in the South China Sea who took advantage of us to hide in the limelight and snatched away our territory had better wash their necks now!"

Gaboa stroked his fangs and said viciously to his forest troll first mate and snake man second mate:

"After I help His Majesty the Supreme Sunderland ascend the throne, I will take you back to the South China Sea! I don't have to prove that our cursed pirates are better than anyone else. I just feel that I must personally take care of the things we have lost. Take back!"

"Double, no, triple the amount back!"

Harraz, the first mate of Gaboa and the chosen one of the Lynx God, waved his bone knife and shouted:

"All the seas from the Echo Isles to Zandalar are ours, and we will show it to the world with brutal slaughter."

"Look at your potential."

The snake man's second mate Aspix, who had terrible burn marks on his face and body, glared disdainfully at the lynx divine choice who was obsessed with hunting. He hissed and spat out the snake message and said:

"According to the agreement between the captain and Blake, we will have control of one-half of the Endless Sea. Of course, the actual control area is definitely not that large, but I think if we are close to the wall of the sky and fighting against the throat of the abyss, With good relations, it shouldn’t be a problem to ask for control of the South China Sea, right?

By the way, Captain, Lord Black is going to the Northland to do big things this time. If he succeeds, then he will definitely not be able to be the grandson of the Tide Hunters anymore.

In other words, there will be an important position vacated in the Tide Hunter's court. How about we get some connections from the Tide Order? "

The second mate of the snake man narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"I heard that the black knights were also making the same plan. They acted earlier than us and sent a lot of things to the Ancestral Turtles in private.

Obviously, they also want to learn from Lord Black's path to prosperity and find a powerful force to join them. "

"You mean, you want me to be the grandson of the Tide Hunter?"

Gaboa's expression suddenly became a little unsightly.

But the second mate of the snake man was not afraid. He spit out the snake letter and said:

"We are pirates, captain. It is not shameful to bow to the elemental lord and seek asylum. Why do we need face? Isn't it nice to get real benefits?"

Besides, an outstanding pirate like Mr. Black has also served the Tide Hunters. This is at best a tribute to a classic. "

"That makes sense."

The first mate of the forest troll nodded vigorously. He fought ferociously but his brain was not very good. He was easily persuaded by the snake man. However, Gaboya shook his head and said with some regret:

"The only person who can prosper in several camps at the same time is Black. He is a prophet, but I am not. The elemental legions have deep grudges with each other. If we sell ourselves to the Sky Wall, it will be difficult to obtain the Abyss. Throat trust.

It's a good idea, but it's too difficult to implement in practice.

Forget it, let’s not talk about this anymore.

Get ready now! "

Garboa, who was wearing a cool blood-red pirate costume, stretched out his hand and felt the increasingly manic storm breath in the sky. He turned to his first mate and second mate and said:

"I feel a pure storm power coming. His Highness Sunderland has arrived. Let's rush to greet him! We must leave a good and respectful impression on the future His Majesty the Wind God."

"Captain! Look!"

At this moment, the Lynx Divine Chosen suddenly pointed at the sea below and shouted to Gaboa:

"There's movement at sea!"

"Um?"

The Troll Pirate God turned around and saw that in the waters below the coast of Uldum, several black ghost ships were emerging from the mist floating on the sea.

Those ships were very familiar to him. They were clearly the ghost ships that were snatched from Hela during the Battle of Quel'Thalas.

And there are black pirate flags hanging on several ships, with their strange combination of golden laurels and skulls representing treasures. Besides the Black Spirit Pirates, which other force would use such a weird symbol?

"Damn! They're so haunting!"

Gaboa jumped on his feet and cursed:

"How come I can meet these landlubbers everywhere? Am I cursed by them? What are they doing here? Do they want to snatch the treasure of the Sky Wall from us?

asshole!

That belongs to me!

What are you still doing? Why not launch the destruction torpedo I spent a lot of money to get from Mechagon! Sink the garbage ship of these bastards who are trying to steal treasure from me! "

"Calm down, Captain!"

The second mate of the snake man quickly hugged the angry Gaboya and persuaded him:

"His Royal Highness Sunderland is coming soon. The Black Spirit pirates are definitely here to help. Maybe it was Mr. Black who called them. It won't look good on us if they attack one of our own people."

"Why do I want face? I want money!"

Gaboa waved his hot-wind scimitar and brought up swirling storms in the air. He roared and wanted to sink the damn Black Knights' ship, but he was persuaded by his first mate to do so.

A few minutes later, on the coast at the edge of the Uldum Desert where a huge sandstorm almost covered the sky and PM2.5 reached at least 999, another pure wind blew. I had been resting in the world of Draenor for several days. Moon's Wind Chaser Sunderland's huge figure suddenly appeared from the wind.

This wind elemental prince and his "father" Al'Akir have the same style of wind god's shoulder armor. The endless wind gathers into thunderous flying light balls suspended on the silver-gray shoulder armor, but compared to Aura's shoulder armor, Kiel's Asan-style turban and Sunderland's Storm helmet are bifurcated on three sides like a crown, and the edges and corners make them appear more majestic and solemn.

If Al'Aquir feels like a monarch in control, then Sunderland feels more like an enterprising commander.

Especially after the experience in Delano, and after experiencing the essence of wind in different postures in different worlds, the wind set off by Sunderland obviously has a heavier feeling.

The Holy Storm Blade in its hand is entwined with thunder sparks and storms, adding a powerful sense of power to the wind elemental prince.

Beside Wind Chaser, the element merchant "Djinn" Al Abbas faithfully played his role at this time.

It commanded a group of high-level wind elements in the Sky Wall who had long been dissatisfied with the rule of the Wind Rider, as well as a group of storm warriors from other worlds recruited in Draenor, and formed a battle formation on the edge of the great desert.

They are ready to follow His Highness Sunderland into the Storm Shrine of Azeroth.

On the right side of Sunderland, Black, wearing the Luna armor, came alone, not bringing his very cool aerial battleship, nor his own fleet.

But at this time, absolutely no one would doubt Black's intimidating power here alone.

What's more, the pirates didn't actually come alone.

He blew a sharp whistle into the sky, and a few seconds later, a large group of Tol'vir stone warriors appeared on the coast, flapping their wings and crossing the big sandstorm.

The appearance of these Leiden Familia means that Sunderland's conquest and rule of the Sky Wall is supported by the Titan Guardians.

For those old-fashioned elemental creatures, this means a shameful compromise. The elemental creatures are the rulers of this world, and the Titan Guardians are a group of outsiders.

They should continue to wage war until the entire world is razed to the ground and returned to the chaos of the Elemental Age.

Well, Al'Akir the Windrider is a faithful representative of this "old school philosophy".

But for those elemental creatures with enough brains, there is nothing wrong with His Highness Sunderland's choice.

The era of chaos is over.

What we can see when we look into the future is a new world that is bound to be full of order. In such a future, those who continue to uphold the nature of the elements and cause trouble will definitely be beaten up by others together.

Besides, Sunderland is not the only elemental monarch who accepted the kindness sent by the Titan Guardian today. As the tide surged, the heavy rain mixed with the thunder, the originally calm sea suddenly became fragrant. huge waves.

At the same time that Gaboa's Death God landed, one after another large, round-waisted water elemental warriors appeared in the rolling tide, and some strange-shaped torrent warriors emerged from the deep sea carrying the battle flag of the Throat of the Abyss.

On top of the craziest tides that hit the coast, holding a trident, the majestic tide hunter Neptulon commanded the high-level warriors of the Hydraxia Legion to join the upcoming battlefield.

The monarch of the water element stood on the tide and nodded to Sunderland very restrainedly, which was regarded as a greeting.

His Highness Sunderland also nodded politely, which meant that His Highness Sunderland, who was about to return to the Throne of the Wind God and the Wall of the Sky, received support from another elemental monarch.

This kind of thing was really unimaginable in the past era.

After all, not only are the elementals and the Titan Guardians mortal enemies, their relationship with each other is not necessarily very good either. But now, Everlasting Wind and Hydrasia have actually joined forces to do one thing. This can really be said to be "times have changed."

"The era of isolation and confusion among the elements is over."

Watching the exchange between His Highness Sunderland and the Tide Hunter, Al Abbas, the djinn god who has fully experienced the Battle of the Lord from ancient times to the present, said with great emotion beside Blake:

"Perhaps, the next era will be a harmonious elemental age. Just as the four elements in the world of Draenor unite to fight against evil, the four elements of Azeroth will also end their union. The world will move forward because of the coordination of the elements. to a more prosperous path.

This may be a good thing. "

"So, I say that if you elements don't open your treasure house to me in the future, it will only mean that the elements have no conscience."

Blake hugged his helmet and complained:

"You can only unite because of my coordination. Ah, I can plan conspiracies and unite. I am indeed a magical man."

"Yes, among all my traders, your level of narcissism is at least in the top three. Your appreciation of yourself can be equated with your astonishing strength."

The djinn also made a sharp comment and said:

"In addition, thanks to your promotion and help, I have just obtained the priesthood of 'trading'. Are you interested in becoming my divine choice? Sir Black, I can help you earn at least 5% more on every transaction. .”

"Only 5%? Who are you looking down on?"

Blake said unhappily:

"How can I earn more than this if I go out and grab more orders every day? And how dare you, a wind elemental lord, let the powerful and evil Demon of Thousand Tongues be your divine choice?

Don’t you know how powerful the void controls the elements?

Or have you really never heard of the terrible things that happened to the Loa of Zandalari? Let me be your divine choice. Do you think you can survive a week? Do you want to make a bet?

Just bet on your elemental core, okay? "

"Haha, the war is about to start. Don't say such horrible things."

The genie laughed awkwardly and looked up at the sky.

At the end of Uldum's skyline, obscured by clouds, the Throne of the Wind God, which had always been hidden within the elemental realm in the past, also appeared in the material world due to today's war.

The palace suspended in the sky represents the highest existence of the power of wind, and that will also be their goal today.

Al'Akir, who made a rash attack, was trapped in the Forge of Origin by the Guardians. Nothing could stop Sunderland from returning to its birthplace and seizing the throne of the Wind God.

Witnessed by the tides and the ancient gods, the wind god returns to his throne

Just today!