Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Xal'atath's vicious opinions were rejected "physically" by the pirates.

Although Black considers himself a guy with no bottom line, he does not plan to arrange an "accident" for Ms. Tyrande in Argus, not only because it will offend Elune, the top lady, but also because he wants to kill her now Tyrande was no good to the pirates at all.

Tyrande is a very important person.

She connected almost all the important figures in the elves. Once Tyrande died in this world, Black would instantly lose control of the night elves and even the Illidari.

It will also cause a lot of trouble for yourself.

Illidan alone, who has fallen into madness and holds the Supreme Blade, is difficult enough to deal with.

This is completely inconsistent with Blake's long-term interests.

It took him some time to "persuade" Xal'atath to give up that bad idea, and then asked the Ancient Lord, who had finally satisfied his gluttonous desire, to follow the returning Draenei spaceship back to Draenor to summon the swarm of insects to Argus. Get ready to work.

The Demon of Thousand Tongues, who had a sore back and waist, stood on the highest cliff of the Krokuun Petrified Forest. After watching the Draenei spaceship take off, he took off the pipe from the corner of his mouth, rubbed his aching head and prepared to rest for a while. .

As a result, in the slight chaos of the flow of time, another beautiful girl appeared behind him with whom he had maintained a long-term inappropriate relationship.

The pirate's neck turned like rust, and after seeing the "sexy armor" on Sephiel and the watery eyes of the first mate, he let out a desperate scream.

He knew he was going to be screwed a second time.

Although these three girls all said they didn't care about the stinky pirates' behavior of messing around with women outside, but except for Maiev, the other two showed their truest thoughts with actual actions.

How could you not care?

In the end, only the poor pirate silently suffered all the sins he had done. He thought that Xal'atath, who never suppressed his desires, would be difficult enough to deal with.

But it turns out that Xal'atas is a younger brother to Sephiel, who can manipulate time.

The pirate didn't know how many times he begged for mercy.

It was like he was going through torture.

This short ten minutes belonging to Sephiel felt like a century in the pirate's body.

Of course, this is also what the pirates did intentionally, pretending to be pitiful to calm down their virtuous and virtuous first mate.

You must know that he is now an ancient god in the true sense, and it is difficult for time magic to work for him. If it were not for love, which ancient god would be willing to endure such "torture"?

"It's just a small lesson!"

After the finale, Sephiel lazily put on his pirate first mate's clothes and said to Blake, who was slumped behind him with despairing eyes:

"You really should review your dissolute ways, my captain."

"Believe me, I've examined it, and it's deeper than you think."

The smelly pirate was breathing heavily like a drowning man, and said in a desperate tone:

"I will never do such a stupid thing again. But is my ship ready?"

He looked at Sephiel, who nodded, gently pulled the weak captain up from the stone, kissed him gently on the cheek, and said:

"I made all the arrangements when I left. I summoned Anne as the temporary captain, Ms. Natalie as the temporary first mate, and Maim as the temporary boatswain, and relocated the entire fleet and even the elite warriors of the entire Endless Sea to Nagfa On board your ship, we will then load our ship and your 'Shadowsong' into the special warehouse of the World's Evil.

They should have been adapted to the Argus environment at the shipyard in Ulduar.

Just wait until the storm beacon is installed and it will be teleported to Argus.

But Captain, it’s not that I don’t have confidence in our ship, but let the warship designed for naval battles in the atmosphere confront the Demon Starship.

Isn't this a bit too difficult for them? "

Sephiel said worriedly:

“Not only do I think so, Prince Erazmin and his designers have also repeatedly persuaded me not to let the Evil Horn of this World join a battle of this level.

They estimated that it would only take one strike from the Daemon cannon to knock out our ship.

The two are not rivals that should be put together at all. "

"Everything you said is right."

Blake picked up his pipe, blew out smoke rings and said:

"But I have my own plan, don't worry. Daring to let them come shows that I have the confidence to protect our flagship in a brutal battle. Take a look below, Sephiel."

The pirate stood on the top of the mountain and pointed at the Anti-Demon Alliance soldiers moving on the plain below. He said:

“The essence of the entire world is here, and they are going to shed their lives and blood for a war that will determine the future destiny of the world, but the significance of this battle is much more than that.

Only the participants who have experienced this war, and only those outstanding people who have devoted their efforts to the survival of the world, have the right to participate in the carving up of world power in the next era.

Such a grand event determines the future of every force.

Any leader with some discernment is eager to get a share of the pie. Even the goblins, who have always been hard-earned, have taken the initiative to donate money and materials to the coalition headquarters.

As a leader in the pirate industry, if I don't do something, my disciples will definitely complain about my incompetence in the future. "

"When has this been, and you are still thinking about the 'Great Pirate Era' you talk about?"

Seifer, who was standing behind the pirate with his hands tied in a standard first officer posture, couldn't help but complain:

"The endless sea of ​​Azeroth is so big that it can't accommodate so many new pirates running towards an arrogant future.

In fact, considering the quality of Gaboya and the Black Spirit Pirates, as well as Hela's servants and the Lich King's death fleet, if it were not for the threat of the demon war, the war between these parties alone would be enough. Destroyed the order of the South China Sea.

I feel like you're planting a seed that could explode at any time. "

"But chaos and order are relative, my dear Sephiel."

Blake shook his head and said:

"Everything needs balance. A world of absolute order will only be a pool of stagnant water. I planted the seeds of chaos just to maintain the balance of the scales and to leave some fun in that world.

To tell you the truth, I have moved my treasures and part of my collection to seventeen islands in the Endless Sea. I will leave an inexhaustible treasure of ambition to my disciples and grandchildren.

Provided they have to find them on their own.

Gaboa and the Black Spirit Knights will serve as the guardians of this 'Pirate Code', and they will do their best to make everything I want to see become a reality in the future. "

"you"

Sephiel felt something ominous from the pirate's words.

Out of anxiety, she grabbed Blake's wrist and was about to ask, but she saw Blake put a finger on her plump lips, blocking all her questions.

The pirate whispered:

"I will take you with me, no matter where I go. A captain cannot live without his own ship, and a captain cannot live without his first mate.

I also need you to clean up my room and warm my bed. You don’t want to go anywhere.

However, for me now, the Endless Sea is too calm, and it cannot even bear my anger once. I should look for some more challenging careers.

Give those wonderful things to other ambitious guys.

Well, look!

They started spreading storm beacons, like seeds! "

Amid the cheers of the pirates, Sephiel leaned next to the captain and raised his head. In front of them, everything that could fly above the anti-magic coalition's position rose into the sky at this moment.

The gryphon knights, hippogryphs, magic carpets of mages and even the little star who was bruised and swollen by Fenner also flapped their wings and took off, each holding a bundle of black storm beacons in their hands.

These javelin-like things have been transformed by Mimiron, and they only need to be thrown into the devil's land to form a teleportation array connected to Ulduar across the galaxy.

Relying on the mechanical watch on Blake's wrist, the Guardian of Wisdom has completely mastered the phase beacon of the world of Argus. Relying on the astonishing space manipulation of the Scepter of Sargeras currently stored in Ulduar, two things can be achieved. Intergalactic teleportation of worlds.

Of course, this mode of teleportation is very rough. Even legendary warriors will have their bodies torn apart during such teleportation, so it can only be used to teleport the Iron Legion and some materials that are not afraid of damage.

In addition, a device like the Scepter of Sargeras, which was born out of evil, would undoubtedly severely damage the spatial structure of Azeroth itself during such a large-scale teleportation.

According to Mimiron's precise calculations when he is not going crazy, such large-scale teleportation cannot exceed three times at most, otherwise it will trigger a great turmoil at the spatial level in Azeroth.

Once the space system of the material world is completely destroyed, it means that Azeroth will lose its ability to resist all extraterrestrial creatures. At that time, it will be easier for demons and even void creatures to enter Azeroth.

This is unacceptable to the Guardians.

So according to Mimiron's plan, there will only be two teleportations.

The first time in Krokuun was experimental. The second ultimate teleportation will not be carried out until the coalition forces enter the Antolan Wasteland for a decisive battle.

It will throw Ulduar and the Iron Legions created in the Titan Forges into the demonic realm of Argus at once. These Iron Warriors who are not afraid of casualties are the absolute main force in this battle.

The little star with bruises on her eyes carried the cheering fool Fenner on her back, and carried a large number of storm beacons on the back of the dragon. She flew around in the air, while Fenner grabbed the beacons and threw them away like rice. Go down.

This process lasted for a full ten minutes before everyone finally completed an experimental landing site on a relatively flat battlefield.

As the beacons were activated at the same time, the complex machinery began to rotate around the black beacon, and soon formed black spiers that took root on the ground, and formed a one-way transmission area in the weaving of Titan energy that resonated with each other.

Under everyone's gaze, the first huge Iron Vrykul general stepped into this area fully armed, holding high the Titan battle flag used by the Iron Legion during the War of Domination.

Then rows of Titan Guards entered the world of demons.

They were as expressionless as the steel clones. They stepped into this doomsday world with heavy steps amidst the cheers of the coalition soldiers. The short iron dwarves were still carrying boxes of supplies. Behind their phalanx were the soldiers from Namibia. The rock life born in the engine of Rak'sha was carved into the shape of a mogu and stepped into the battlefield with a giant blade.

This scene somewhat made Head Zhu Talan feel a sigh of relief as he was lying in a wheelchair recovering from his injuries. Who would have thought that the pandaren would one day go to war with the mogu who enslaved them?

The last ones to appear were the Titan Guardians, to be precise, the guardians guarding the Forge of Origin. They were the last batch of Titan Guards to enter the battlefield.

However, at the end of this teleportation, something very strange was also thrown out from Ulduar.

"Isn't that your son's boat?"

Muradin, who was pounding the broken Ashbringer fragments with hammer after hammer at the furnace in the Hall of Valor, exclaimed to Old Dailin who was helping beside him:

"Look! The evil ship of this world, the steel ship that defeated you and ended your rule of the sea! Why is it here? It's also filled with drunken pirates.

Damn it!

Pirates, pirates again, these damn bastards are also imitating us to save the world? "

"You just have to name it, you don't have to say the things that make me feel embarrassed."

Dai Lin complained to Muradin expressionlessly:

"I feel like you poked my wounds on purpose, right? You shorty, be careful when you sleep tonight! Look at me shaving all your precious beard for you!"

"Just kidding, don't be so glass-hearted, Dai Lin."

Muradin laughed and said:

"The glory of the past is just a burden. Aren't you traveling with ease now? It's too much for you to deal with your crazy son. You are no match for him."

"snort."

The admiral snorted and said no more.

He walked to the platform of the Hall of Valor and carefully observed the Evil Horn in front of him. Dai Lin frowned. He felt that it was a mistake for this flying steel ship to come to Argus.

With his professionalism, he could draw accurate conclusions. He did not think that the Evil of this World could fight against the Starships of the Burning Legion.

"Huh!"

The admiral swept across the deck of the World's Evil, and he suddenly spotted a familiar figure among a group of pirates of various races. He stared and said:

"Then is that Red Blackhand? Why is he here too?"

——

"Fuck! Dog Red, why did you come to my boat?"

Blake, accompanied by the chief parasaurus, boarded his treasure ship and greeted the elite pirates who had been summoned from all walks of life. Just as he was happy, he saw a fat man who even wore a pirate uniform and looked like a ball. The asshole hides in the crowd.

The stinky pirate's face immediately fell.

With a dark face, he cursed:

"If you are not in charge of the army in Blackstone Mountain, why are you coming to Argus? Are you delivering rations to the demons? Look at your fat body, hell, you can feed an abyss lord by yourself.

Maybe you can even stretch your big ass to death and contribute to our war. "

"Oh, haven't I returned to my duties?"

Chief Red was holding a pirate machete for decoration with a playful smile. He said to Black in a flattering tone:

"You promised me that you would retain my rank on the Nagfar. I came here as soon as I heard that you needed manpower. Don't be angry, I'm here to tell you the good news.

Just a few days ago, the old coffin bosses from the Alliance suddenly informed me that they were willing to release those orc captives. Although they joined forces to blackmail me for a large sum of money, it didn't matter, I could afford it.

The Blackstone Mountain side is temporarily in the hands of Grandma Gaia'an. To accept orc prisoners and so on, we need a powerful person with enough morals and respect to make the war criminals dare not cause trouble.

I'm not bragging, our orc grandmother is very powerful. Even though she is old, she can play with the war hammer better than I can. "

"Nonsense, Grom hacked Maronos to death, and the orcs' demonic blood has been cured from the source. If we don't send the green-skinned prisoners away before they regain their fighting spirit, are we going to stay in the hinterland of humanity and wait for them to rebel? ?”

The pirate rolled his eyes, pointed at Red's fat face, and said:

"Honestly, what are you doing here?"

"Well"

Reid hesitated and whispered:

"Well, I want to keep Blackrock Mountain. I mean, after the orcs withdraw to Draenor, I want to leave a city belonging to the orcs in Azeroth.

But I don’t think humans will be so tolerant of my request, so I plan to use your relationship to gild. If I also participate in this battle and become a savior hero, I will have some confidence in future negotiations.

There is a sense of camaraderie between comrades who have shouldered guns together, and "

The chief looked around, lowered his voice and said to Black:

"Lotha went to Blackstone Mountain himself. I know what he is going to do. It is a black history! I don't want to bear this blame. It will leave a terrible stain on my perfect chieftain's resume.

But Grandma Gaiaan probably doesn’t care about that. "

"Did he put on the Helm of Command?"

The pirate asked, Red shook his head and said:

"He has a seal ring made of the horn of the Dread Lord on his hand, and he also gave me a horn as a gift, and I brought it to you.

As for the helmet of command of the sinister wind, he has always kept it at hand.

He said it was not yet time.

In addition, he asked me to tell you that the cunning Tichondrius will not appear to interfere with your career for a long time. "

"Cool, this is the kind of collaborator that makes people feel at ease."

Blake nodded with satisfaction, took the devil horn gift from Red with a flattering face, played with it and said:

"You, study hard."