Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The turtle shell game between the undead pirates and the ancestor turtles came to an end at midnight.

The results speak for themselves.

The Pirates lost miserably.

Some of the more irascible orcs have lost, well, that's you, Red Blackhand.

Even though he knew he was called a gangster, he was still so willing to gamble.

He even lost the generous reward he had just received from Zemlan's treasure to those ancestor turtles who seemed honest and honest but were actually treacherous.

Only smart people like Eudora and Razak won some trophies from the Ancestral Turtle.

But overall, the Pirates almost lost with their pants down.

However, the crazy pharmacist Larnka was an exception. He spent most of the night playing turtle shell games with twenty ancestor turtles and won twenty in a row.

I won a lot of good things from the warehouse of the Golden Tooth Gang.

Many Ancestor Turtles suspected this crazy troll of cheating, but they couldn't produce any evidence.

In fact, Rahnka did cheat, and he had four invisible troll ghosts around him to help him.

Playing the turtle shell game like Lianliankan is like opening up a God’s perspective.

Unfortunately, his victory could not conceal the overall disappointment of the pirates, so in the second half of the night, all the pirates were alone and drunk on the dock of the Ancestral Turtle.

Fortunately, because of the "strategic agreement" that Black and Totaka had just reached, these drinks were provided for free.

No money, just drink!

Black has no intention of restraining these bastards under his command.

Ruling a group of pirates is completely different from commanding an army. The latter requires discipline to restrain combat effectiveness, while the former requires freedom to ensure greed and desire.

As a good captain, you must know how to meet the needs of your subordinates in exchange for support and following, and establish authority. Fear is a sword in Blake's hand, a double-edged sword.

While aiming at the enemy, you should also aim the other side at your own people.

You can't talk about loyalty with pirates, it's a rare commodity in this industry.

While his men were having fun, Blake stayed alone on his ship.

The Nagfar quietly dived deep into the sea, just like a giant beast in the water, floating silently in the darkness, cutting off all noise, and letting the quietness inside it permeate.

Blake has not yet finished cleaning up the Nagfar. The ship is filled with all kinds of gadgets left behind by the unscrupulous ghost pirates.

Some are dangerous, so take your time when handling them.

However, he packed up the captain's cabin for himself and made it quite unique. Although the cabin still smelled of decay, there were some decorations stolen from the snake people in the cabin.

There was a carpet made of alpaca hair by the foxes, a long table inlaid with gems and pearls, and a luxurious and noble gold chair.

These two things were found in Zemlan's treasures, and at least I got a decent "office place" for the captain.

Inside the cabin, there is a gorgeous bed in the style of Zandalar aristocrats.

That's where Blake rests.

"Now, that's the story. The experiences you had after you fell asleep were very exciting, but it's a pity that you completely missed them."

The captain took off the chain from his neck and the several skulls decorated with it. He also felt that the decorations were a bit too barbaric, so he decided to modify them.

"Have you developed a hobby similar to that of cannibals?"

Sephiel is suspended in front of Blake in her soul state. On the Nagfar, a place where death gathers, she can temporarily get rid of the soul coins and walk back and forth in a free state.

But only within the scope of the Nagfar.

Miss Long looked at the chain with at least four skulls in Blake's hand with curiosity and astonishment, and she said:

"Since when did you start collecting heads as trophies?"

"You don't understand. Cruelty is also a kind of strength, especially for pirates."

Blake shrugged and took several skulls off the chains. He leaned on his luxurious gold chair, played with one of the skulls, and said to Sephiel:

"And these skulls all have special meanings, such as this one. It comes from the undead first mate of the Zandalar Pirate King, a bastard with an abnormal mind who is keen on starting a rebellion.

I need it to do something for me now, but I guess it won't obey. "

As he spoke, Blake reached out and struck the skull hard, and said:

"Gaboya! Since Zemlan's death, you have been silent. Are you planning some rebellion plan against me? Before Zemlan died, he told me that he buried his most valuable treasure in a mysterious place.

He said, you know the place.

Will you take me there? "

The undead mate's skull didn't answer, acting like an ordinary, somewhat weathered troll skull.

Seeing it pretending to be dead, Blake curled his lips.

Then he took out a tattered treasure map that he had drawn from the bag that had been replaced by the Ancestral Turtle's large backpack, opened it in front of the skull, and shook it.

He snorted and said:

"The treasure is buried in a place called Skelton Island. You can see it is clearly marked on the treasure map. The island is located on a reef off the coast of Zandalar.

I don't need you to find it.

Poor Gaboa, I'm giving you a chance to serve me. If you don't answer again, I will throw you to those ancestral turtles. They like to collect all kinds of weird things.

I think a troll skull that has existed for seven thousand years will definitely arouse their curiosity.

I can easily sell you for a good price. "

"I won't serve you! I won't serve anyone else!"

Hearing Blake's words, the troll's skull, which had been pretending to be mute, suddenly moved its upper and lower jaws and started making noises. Its eyes were shining with vicious soul fire, and it shouted:

"You disgusting, vile, shameless, greedy bilge rat! You killed Zemran, you made a mess of the rebellion I had planned for seven thousand years!

You also stole the treasure that should belong to me!

All the treasures on Treasure Island should be mine! "

"They can be yours. Anyway, my ship can't carry all the treasures away now."

Blake said in a calm tone to the troll skeleton in front of him:

"After we leave, I am still worried about the safety of the treasures on Treasure Island. I need a stingy, crazy, and emotionless treasure guardian.

I think you are a good fit.

Anyway, you won't serve me, so leaving you in the treasure pile that you have been longing for for seven thousand years, and letting you protect those treasures for me, may be a perfect ending for you.

What do you think? "

"Are you really willing to hand over those treasures to me?"

Gaboa's skull immediately quieted down, and the soul fire in its eye sockets shone suspiciously, saying:

"Aren't you afraid that I'll give them to someone else?"

"The eternal curse that Zemlan gave you has dissipated. I, the first officer of Gaboa, who was immersed in the arrogance of rebellion and could not extricate himself, you should know that you should have dissipated with the dissipation of that curse.

I used Bwonsamdi's mojo to keep you here. "

Blake reached out and stroked Gaboa's pitted skull, and said:

"I didn't keep you here just for fun. You have been longing for those treasures for seven thousand years. That longing has kept you here forever. Of course I will fulfill your wish.

But you must also fulfill my wish.

Bring me back what Zemlan buried on Skelton Island, and I will appoint you my Treasure Keeper.

You can stay with those treasures forever.

Until you get tired of it, until you long for eternal silence. "

"good!"

Gaboa's skull yelled, and as Black's power was released, the severely weathered skull jumped on the table, fell to the ground, and grew like weird magic.

In just a few seconds, a tattered skeleton was reshaped by the power of the curse.

Gaboa used his skull fingers to clasp his skull and crack it up and down. With a clicking sound, the skull reset and it moved its head flexibly.

He unceremoniously grabbed the half bottle of wine in front of Blake, raised his head and poured it into his skull and mouth.

The wine flowed across the broken body, spilling everywhere.

"I need a ship, and some crew! I'm no longer the first mate, the rebellion against Zemlan has been successful! I'm the captain now! Captain Gaboa clicked his tongue.

I like this name. "

The upper and lower jaws on the undead skull's face were open, and with the beating of soul fire, it grinned a weird and chilly smile. It looked at the cabin it was in, and rubbed its smooth chin with its fingers.

it says:

"Besides, I think your ship is perfect for me."

"No, you can't control this wild ship of mine, Gaboa, trust me, don't anger it by saying such stupid things again, it has a bad temper."

Blake pointed outside the cabin and said:

"There are still a few broken ships in the Ancestor Turtle, and I have bought one for you. As for your crew, you can find it yourself, and I will give you this."

The pirate threw out a handful of cursed gold coins, and a dozen of them were scattered on the table. He said to Gaboa:

"It's enough for you to form a small gang. This is your starting capital, Captain Gaboa, and it's my investment for you. What your small gang will develop in the future depends on your ability.

I won't interfere.

But you have to remember, you have to protect the treasures of Treasure Island for me. If I come here next time and lose even one gold coin, I will punish you severely! "

"Your treasure? No! That's mine!"

Gaboa fiercely grabbed the gold coins and gave Black a rude middle finger. The paranoid skeleton shouted:

"Whoever dares to touch my treasure, I will chop off his head and use it as a ball! Zemlan is dead! I am the real Pirate King of Zandalari!"

"Yes, just keep this idea and this ambition is good."

Blake clapped his hands, as if applauding, and said to Gaboa:

"Okay, Captain Gaboa, it's time for you to go. Don't talk about our relationship everywhere. Finally, I wish you good luck in your robbery career.

In addition, this is not the era you had seven thousand years ago. Don't limit your sights to Zandalari Island.

Going further south, in a few months, as the Kul Tiran fleet retreats from the war in the eastern continent, the South Sea Route should become lively.

You can enjoy a lot of looting there and get a lot of valuable loot at the same time.

Pile them on the treasure island.

Show me what you're really capable of! "

"Don't give me orders, you idiot! Cursed pirates have no masters!"

Gaboya cursed, shook his bare skeleton legs, and strode out of Nagfar's cabin. After watching it leave, Sephiel looked back at Blake and said:

"This is a crazy soul. Aren't you worried that it will rebel?"

"Its curse is maintained with me as the node. If I die, it will die too."

Blake looked at Sephiel with a strange look and said:

"Have you slept for too long and made you confused?

I'm just too lazy to pick it up myself and have it delivered to me. Just give the Kul Tiras fleet and the goblin chaebol a little trouble in the South China Sea.

Besides, it's not my subordinate, why should I worry about it rebelling?

Okay, don't talk about it.

While there's still some time, let's talk about what's going on between us. "