Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Blake? Blake! Wake up."

The pirate who was sleeping soundly was woken up by someone shaking him.

He was awakened from the dream of friendly exchanges with several blond beauties. He brushed away the hand slapping his cheek with an unlucky look, and then opened his eyes.

The first thing I saw was Xiao Er's serious face.

Immediately, a headache came into his mind, causing the pirate to cover his head and let out a painful groan.

This black iron spirit has too much stamina.

Even the drunkard's talent can't hold up. Damn it, what did those dwarves add to the wine?

Is it real magma?

Seeing Blake open his eyes, the worry in Shore's eyes suddenly relaxed a lot. He handed Blake a water bag, and the latter took it in his hand and poured it into his mouth.

The little fishman next to him was also covering his head and screaming.

This little drunkard had drank a lot before, so he was feeling uncomfortable now.

The new leader of MI7 stood up. He glanced at the black iron drilling machine that was knocked out of the ground and staggered after hitting a big rock, and then looked behind him.

A group of elite soldiers from Company B were receiving treatment from the MI7 doctors who came with him.

It was this group of heroes who were captured by the orcs, fought their way out of the enemy camp, and completed an impossible escape. After escaping from Blackstone Mountain, they launched rescue fireworks into the sky, which attracted the attention of MI7.

As for Shore.

A person of his level shouldn't be here.

It was because his subordinates reported to him the escape of these heroes and the news that they were suspected to be related to the master assassin Black Shaw that he put aside his busy work and came here personally on a griffin.

"You really don't make people worry, Blake."

Xiao looked at the disgraced pirate sitting cross-legged on the ground in front of him. He moved his nose and asked with a look of disgust:

"How much have you drunk? Look at the smell on your body. If anyone knows that the new Assassin Master is an alcoholic, your faction will not be able to recruit anyone."

"Huh? Who cares about those idiots' crazy words?"

Blake took a sip of the cool spring water in the water bag and gave it to the drunken fishman next to him who was screaming and opening his mouth. Then he rubbed his hungover and aching head and said:

"Ask those guys for me, what happened after I entered the drilling machine? My mind is blank now, this black iron spirit is really powerful.

I, an old drunkard, was drunk to pieces. "

"I asked already."

Xiaoer said speechlessly:

"They said that you took control of the drilling machine, and first drove the drilling machine to a place called Molten Core, where you had a fight with a group of fire monsters that looked like Nagas.

You also declared to them that you would perform the feat of single-player MC.

But it was too hot there,

No one can bear it but you.

It is said that you also caused some trouble and were chased and beaten by a group of fire demon leaders, and finally escaped in embarrassment. "

Shore sighed, handed Blake another scented handkerchief, and said:

"Then you sent them to the palace of the Dark Iron Emperor Thaurissan, and led them to kill many of the Dark Iron royal guards, saying that you wanted to get a war hammer called the Opponent.

But Thaurissan was not in the palace.

So you were very disappointed. After smashing Thaurissan's royal locker, you were on his throne again.

Um.

Did something inappropriate.

Finally, they figured out the direction and brought them all the way here.

Then you said you wanted to sleep for a while, and you also said things like AFK, casually attracting monsters, and DKP deductions.

They want to wake you up.

But they can't get close to you, so they have to come to me. "

"Can't get close to me?"

Blake rubbed his sore forehead, glanced at Xiao, then looked at his side, and said with sudden realization:

"Ah, Frostpaw, I thought that bastard didn't care about me. After doing this for a long time, my pet still likes me. It seems that drinking is really harmful to health.

I just said why my body hurt so much. "

He rubbed his chest.

He looked distressedly at his miserable Brotherhood armor that was burned by the flames. This armor had scorch marks everywhere, and it was considered completely finished.

"Hey, do me a favor."

Blake stood up unsteadily and said to Shore:

"Teach those guys what Ravenholdt is, what a master assassin is, and what a faction is, and then ask them for me if they are willing to join my faction after the war and do some private work to make money.

I'm going to Redridge now, and Nathanos is still waiting for me there. "

As he spoke, he picked up the hungover little fish man, glanced at the sky at noon the next day, whistled, and summoned his hell horse.

After taking a few steps, he threw two more soul stones to Xiao.

explain:

"I have left a boat in the sea east of the Burning Plains. Find a few brave people to help me drive the boat to the old lighthouse in the West Wilds. I will pick it up there in a few days.

Let them be careful and don't damage my new boat carelessly. "

"Why are you giving me this?"

Xiao put the soul stone in front of his eyes and looked at it, then put it to his ear to listen. There was a scream coming from inside, which made people feel nervous.

"Because if you want to board my ship, you need to pay your soul to avoid being eaten."

The pirate turned over and mounted the hell horse, showing a sinister smile towards Shore, but then a hangover rose in his head, making this scary expression become funny.

"Do a good job for the little king, Xiaoer, and become a high-ranking official. If I can no longer survive at sea, I will come to join you. Remember to leave a good position for me."

Black waved his hand, mouthed crazy words, pulled up the reins of the horse, and with the neighing of the hell horse, he took his soul warg walking in the shadows and rushed towards the direction of Redridge Mountain.

Shore watched Blake leave, glanced at the soul stone in his hand, then looked at the crashed black iron drilling machine next to him, and shook his head helplessly.

Xin said that every time this guy showed up, it would only cause trouble for him.

but.

There was another smile on Shore's face.

He thought this feeling was pretty good, but when he turned around, the smile on his face had disappeared and turned into the dark seriousness of a spy chief.

When Shore walked to the elite of Company B, Corporal Keeshan, who was covered in bandages, immediately jumped up and gave Shore a military salute. He asked in a low voice:

"Sir, who is that adult?"

"His name is Black Shaw, the hero of the Alliance, the new Assassin Master of the Assassin Alliance, and one of the most powerful stalkers in the Eastern Continent."

Shore praised his friend.

Corporal Keeshan's eyes widened as he heard this.

He had seen Blake's familiarity with the complex, maze-like buildings inside Blackstone Mountain, and he guessed that the assassin might be Ravenholdt's "super spy" from the Assassin's League.

When the corporal was fighting guerrillas with the orcs in the Redridge Mountains, he heard some warriors who came back from northern Xinjiang boast that Ravenholdt helped the alliance and trained a group of super assassins.

They come and go without a trace, specializing in carrying out the most dangerous assassination missions in the orc tribe.

Their most famous deed is the assassination of the Sword Master Dar III of the Burning Blade Clan. The most powerful super assassin among them has a code name, "Orc Killer".

It is said that the assassin killed thousands of orcs alone, and single-handedly helped the Alliance reverse its decline on the battlefield of Eagle's Nest Mountain, making the greenskins fearful when they heard his name.

But the brave corporal never thought that he would be helped by this legendary figure when he was in trouble.

After hearing Shore's introduction, he widened his eyes and said:

"He is the 'Orc Killer'!

Holy light, he is almost my idol. After I heard the story that he killed thousands of greenskins alone, I always wanted to kill the greenskins like him. "

"The number of orcs Black killed is not as exaggerated as the rumors, but there are almost seven or eight hundred orcs."

Shore shook his head and explained:

“The orcs do fear him.

Because he participated in the battle of the downfall of three legendary orcs, and was a true human hero. And, Corporal, Master Black also thinks highly of you and your B Company soldiers.

He asked me to tell you that if you retire after the war and have nothing to do, you will be welcome to join his faction in Ravenholdt. Well, from the look of you, you probably don't quite understand what Ravenholdt's faction means.

It doesn't matter, I'll be happy to explain it to you warriors on the way back to the camp.

Of course, I think it would be better to join Ravenholdt and become a walker in the dark.

Perhaps you would be more willing to join MI7.

You are all warriors of the Kingdom of Stormwind, and you go to the battlefield to protect your home and country.

Now that our country is about to be rebuilt, His Majesty Varian and our people also need your strength very much. "

——

"Oh, that was a mistake. I shouldn't have left those elites of Company B with Shore."

When the hell horse was galloping smoothly from the Burning Plains to the foothills of the Redridge Mountains, Blake, who finally got rid of his hangover, suddenly realized something.

"Shore's MI7 is in need of manpower right now. After he sees the strong combat effectiveness of Company B, he will definitely try every means to bring them into MI7.

That bastard

He will cut off my hair!

The worst thing is that I took the initiative to send those good soldiers to him. Forget it, just treat that person's grandma as a cripple and give her MI7 compensation.

I have better assassins to call on anyway.

Tsk tsk, you must drink in moderation next time. Drinking is really not a good habit.

Are you right, little idiot? "

Black was riding on the war horse and yawned loudly. He said something to the drunkard fishman Benbolba who was riding behind Old Bonechewer and flying around Black, who was also yawning.

The little fish man stared with his big, haggard eyes and croaked in response.

Under Blake's surprised gaze, it opened the small magic bag hanging on its back, took something out of it, handed it to Blake, yawned loudly, closed its eyes and lay down on the skeleton eagle to fall asleep. .

Blake looked at the bronze badge that looked like an ornament in his hand and fell into silence.

Its entries are as follows:

hand of justice

Excellent quality

Comes with special effects: Any melee behavior has a small chance of triggering multiple attacks.

Item description:

An ancient relic kept secret by House Thaurissan. In the years before the Witch-King Thaurissan recklessly summoned the power of the Fire Lord, it symbolized the power of the Dark Iron Royal Family.

Although it has lost its power to shock people over the years.

But it is still a favorite of Emperor Dagran Thaurissan.

He once gave it to his most trusted general, but the cunning and greedy emperor finally took it back. The emperor did not allow anyone else to possess this treasure except himself.

"This was probably picked up by the little murloc when I was smashing up Thaurissan Palace during last night's episode. This little idiot really didn't pick up anything that wasn't a treasure."

Blake happily put the blue equipment through a rope and hung it around his neck.

What is the ultimate blue?

This is the ultimate blue!

The most powerful power often requires only the most unpretentious description. Although it is not of high quality, it is much more useful than most epic equipment.

"I will find a way to snatch the 'opponent' from Thaurissan in the future. Who else will be my opponent in close combat?"

The pirate's eyes narrowed as he thought about the good things in the future.

Leaving the Burning Plains, which has a terrible environment, and heading all the way to the beautiful Redridge Mountains, looking at the still water lake in the distance that is as beautiful as a blue mirror, Blake's mood became much more relaxed.

But just as he was running along the mountain road to Lakeside Town, a man suddenly jumped out from behind the big stone on the roadside, stood in the middle of the road with his hands open, and stopped Blake from moving forward.

The hell horse was startled and raised its front hooves with a neighing sound.

He almost threw the hungover pirate off his horse.

Blake tightened the reins of his horse, glanced forward, and suddenly became furious. He shouted loudly:

"Fenna Golden Sword! What do you want to do? What's wrong with learning? How about jumping out from behind a rock like the three Black Stone brothers to scare people? Don't think that because you are my sister, I won't beat you.

Alas, alas, why are you still lying on the ground while you are talking?

Is this a ploy? "