Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The pirate ran out on his own, originally intending to search the ruins of Faronar, but he encountered a tragic robbery on the way, which made him no longer in the mood to stay in the sad place of Azsuna.

All the trophies of the past period had been stripped away, leaving him with an urgent need to quickly enrich his treasure house.

At the same time, the self-taught man had the same idea as the little fish man. It seemed that from now on, he couldn't just take these treasures with him casually. He had to find a place to keep them properly.

"Sefir, find a larger space in the cabin of the Nagfar and transform it into my treasure room."

After returning to the coast, the Nagfar finally calmed down and allowed the captain to board the ship. Black, wearing the Corruptor's robes, gave instructions to the pirate dragon mate who was summoned:

"Please ask Dean Lanyue and Master Elan to lock my treasure house! Magic locks alone are not enough. We also need to buy the best engineering safes from the goblins.

Let the foxes doing business in Booty Bay purchase these. "

"good."

Sephiel quickly took out his small notebook and wrote down the captain's request.

She is becoming more and more competent as a first mate.

However, Sephiel, who was wearing the Pirate King suit, also noticed Blake's "change" very keenly. She poked her face with her finger and looked at the pirate up and down.

That look made Blake very uncomfortable, so he asked:

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen such a handsome pirate?"

"Captain, why are you wearing this warlock suit?"

Sephiel curled his lips at the pirate's shamelessness.

But she was used to her captain's irregularity, so she got straight to the point and asked:

"Don't you always say that opponents who can be defeated with melee combat don't need to spend time releasing magic, so you often wear that Night Slayer suit? Where did that suit go?"

"Well, I met a very talented elf thief on the way out, you know, right? The kind that is very weak, but very talented."

Blake swore nonsense and said:

"I tested her level and felt that her potential was pretty good. I invited her to be the Uncrowned. In addition, in order to urge her to make progress, I gave her my battle suit.

Weapons were also given.

Anyway, with my current strength, I don’t need those things anymore, so I just treat them as a supporter. "

"Huh? My cunning and vicious captain can be so kind? Can he be so generous?"

Sephiel's eyes widened and he asked with disbelief:

"No way? No way? When did you start doing this kind of thing? I'm not telling you, Captain, you felt weird after you came out of the Watcher's Cave.

There always seems to be something hidden from me.

Have you been bullied outside? Do you need me to take the boat to help you regain face? "

"What are you thinking? I'm the only one who bullies others. How can I be bullied?"

Blake snorted, picked up the quill at hand, dipped it in ink, and prepared to start today's homework, which was a set of test papers on warlock magic.

Dean Lan Yue is recuperating from illness, so today’s test questions are from Archmage Elan.

The difficulty was a little easier than the dean's weird questions, which put a relaxed smile on the pirate's face.

Ah, the acquisition of knowledge is so pleasant.

"Okay, let's go quickly and don't disturb my enjoyment of studying."

Blake glared at Sephiel, who still felt strange, but the captain didn't say anything, so she had no choice but to push up her pirate hat and float out of the captain's room.

But before Blake could finish the first big question on the application of magic for warlocks, while he was using a quill to draw the basic mana model of fear and explaining the principle of magic release, there were two knocks on the door of the captain's room. .

Being so polite makes it obvious that they are not trash from the pirate fleet.

"Come in."

Blake said without raising his head.

As the door was pushed open, Nora, the Scroll Sage of the Ancestral Turtle, walked in slowly. She was about to speak, but was interrupted by the pirate who stretched out his hand and said:

"Wait until I finish this big question. It will be over soon. Wait until I finish explaining the principle of this spell. This is very simple and will not trouble me."

this.

The Ancestor Turtle Scroll Sage looked at Black Shaw who was writing rapidly with strange eyes.

In the past few days, she had indeed heard from some Broken Mouth pirates that their commander and the spellcasting captains under his command were receiving instruction from the elves.

But Nora always thought this was a nonsense rumor.

Because she absolutely did not believe that a group of pirates would take the initiative to go to school with nothing to do. Going to school and pirates, these two words put together are a kind of blasphemy against knowledge and an impact on common sense, okay?

It's completely impossible to hit with eight poles.

But now, the old ancestor turtle still feels that he has seen too little.

She felt that her understanding of the world in front of her was too shallow, and perhaps there was some minor problem with the way the world worked. Why is it that even the cruel and cold-blooded pirates are addicted to doing questions?

Seeing Blake doing the questions seriously and frowning in thought reminded Nora of those little ancestral tortoises listening to stories.

This isn't right.

Maybe the way she opened the door was wrong?

The Scroll Sage looked back suspiciously at the door of the captain's cabin behind him.

She was hesitating whether to go back and open the door again, which might make the horrifying scene in front of her look normal.

As a pirate, shouldn't you be playing with the skeleton collection in your hand with a sinister look on your face?

Waited so patiently for several minutes.

Just when Nora began to doubt the philosophical issue of reality and illusion, Blake put down the quill in his hand, shook his head and commented:

"The Archmage of Elam is indeed an orthodox arcane mage. His understanding of warlock magic is too shallow. It can be seen from the difficulty of these questions that he has not spent time studying the warlock magic system.

Gee, how can such a teaching attitude work?

Well, Nora, what are you doing here? Are you urging me to set sail again? Don't worry, I will set sail immediately after my sea giant subordinate Gork has avenged his revenge in Oceanus Sea Cave and brought back the loot. "

Blake supported his chin with his hand and said to the ancestor turtle:

"Your actions here are over. The blue dragon promised to open a portal to send you and my crew back to Tol Barad Island.

As for the Tidestone, you can't go through the portal with this kind of thing, so you have to wait on the island.

After I complete my preliminary exploration of Northrend, I will bring the Tidestone back, within a month or two at most. The Nagas on the Vashj'ir side no longer attack your underwater towns. I think you should be able to afford to wait. "

"No, that's why I'm here, Captain Black."

The old ancestor turtle sat on the chair opposite Blake. She already knew the pirate's behavior very well, so she didn't waste any time and went straight to the point:

"Our ancestor turtles have always been patient enough to wait.

We also believe that the Tidestone will eventually return to Tol Barad. With it sitting on the island, maybe our tribe can build a larger gathering place there.

But, I heard that in the cooperation agreement you and Kojo reached, in addition to the Tide Stone, there was another treasure related to the sea? "

"Yes, that's right."

Blake picked up his dwarf pipe, held it in his mouth, and subconsciously touched the flaming sword to start a fire, but thought that his "lighter" had been taken away by Maiev.

Suddenly I felt disappointed.

He took the candlestick from there, lit the spark for his pipe, blew out another smoke ring, and said calmly:

"I did discuss that matter with Kojo. Regarding the sea artifact held by the Nagas, the Shaladar Tide Scepter, according to the information given by the sea goblins that Kojo bribed, that thing is now in Vashj'ir. In the hands of Mistress Naga.

Placed in a place called the Throne of Tides.

But Kojo did not make up his mind and responded to my invitation to participate in the capture of the Tide Scepter.

I can understand his concerns. After all, you Ancestral Turtles are small in number and scattered throughout the entire Endless Sea. Whether such an adventure succeeds or fails, it will immediately be met with a crazy counterattack by Naga.

You leaders must also be responsible for your own people.

how?

Nora, are you interested in this too? "

"It's not that I'm interested, but I've already made a decision."

Nora took out an exquisite box from her magic bag and placed it on the table in front of Blake.

The old ancestor turtle said seriously:

"Relying on the shrine of the Shark God Grol, I completed the meeting with Kojo and other leaders of the Ancestor Turtle faction yesterday. I reported to them the operation and results of the search for the Tide Stone, and also discussed the Scepter thing.

We all agreed that now that we had the Tidestone to protect Vashj'ir's stronghold town, it was time to move on to the next step. "

The Scroll Sage paused, and she said to Black:

“We, the Ancestral Turtles, did not contribute much to the search for the Tide Stone this time, so we have no right to refute the harsh leasing plan for the Tide Stone proposed by the Immortal Fleet.

However, this success means that Lord Black and your fleet are indeed worthy of our trust.

Therefore, we will do our best to help in Vashj'ir's attempt to seize the Tide Scepter. Several Ancestral Turtle strongholds in the Endless Sea have begun to mobilize elite warriors and spellcasters to head to the town of Tol Barad.

Kojo and I will serve as temporary leaders and lead them on their adventure to the Throne of Tides.

After our discussion, the ancestral turtle leaders of the thirteen strongholds unanimously decided to invite you to be the commander of this operation, which will make the adventure more successful.

Of course, we'll pay you handsomely for it. "

She pointed to the box in front of her and said:

"This is the deposit."

The pirate raised his eyebrows. He stretched out his hand to open the box in front of him and found a set of stacked leather armor inside. He checked it with a scout and saw a purple light shining on it.

Blake put his hand on the black and gray suit of armor in the box, and the entry popped up in the next moment:

Name: Shadow of Death

Status: Epic quality·Excellent [Assassin exclusive]

Completeness: 5/5

Set properties:

Excellent agility.Excellent endurance.Excellent critical strike.Excellent piercing blow.

Set effect:

1. Shadow stimulation:

During combat, every successful use of a combat skill will bring about a "shadow stimulation" effect, which will quickly restore energy and enhance concentration and attack accuracy.

Can be stacked.

Upper limit【3/3】

2. Shadow of Death:

When making this set of assassin armor, materials that can gather shadows are used. It can greatly strengthen the connection between the user and the shadows, allowing the assassin to use various powerful shadow combat skills more frequently.

Current enhancement effects: The cooldown of Killing Feast, Death from the Sky, Dance of Shadows, and Shadow Cloak is reduced by 30%, and the duration is increased by 20%.

Set description:

The origin of this suit is a mystery.

But what is certain is that it came from the hands of the leatherworking masters of the Elf Empire, and was only awarded to those palace assassins who made outstanding contributions to the cause of Queen Azshara.

This suit represents the extremely high production level of the craftsmen of the Elf Empire.

It blocks all unnecessary bells and whistles and focuses all the power attached to the material on strengthening the assassin's agility and attack. Therefore, it can be called an "excellent" creation.

In addition to this entry, another explanation appeared on Blake's character card:

Entry·Excellence:

Only the most exquisite and perfect magic items can have excellent entries. It is the perfect quality that surpasses the skills of ordinary craftsmen.

"Is this the deposit?"

Blake stroked the assassin suit in the box in front of him, and he was already very satisfied.

She just lamented the uncertainty of fate. Maiev robbed him, but within a day, she gained something even more powerful. Is this the legendary thing about losing something and gaining something?

Sure enough, suffering is a blessing.

He sighed, looked at the ancestor turtle Nora again, and said:

"Giving something like this shows us your sincerity, but I guess you must have additional requirements, right?"

"Yes, Captain Black."

Noila raised her head and said seriously:

"Seizing the Tide Scepter this time is a rare large-scale operation by our Ancestral Turtle. We have been prepared to suffer serious casualties. If we are lucky enough to win, the Tide Scepter will belong to our Ancestral Turtle.

I mean, just like the lease terms of the Tidestone, we can lend it to you when your fleet needs it.

But its ownership rights can only belong to the ancestor tortoise! We need it to fight the crazy naga beneath the sea. "

"Well, I have a big appetite."

Blake grinned, patted the box in front of him, and said:

"But if that's the case, just this suit of armor won't be enough.

You want me to give up the ownership of at least a legendary weapon, and you have to give me more rewards that can convince me to suppress my greed.

So I'm curious, can you come up with something like this? "

"We can!"

The ancestor Turtle Sage raised his head and lowered his voice and said:

"I heard from Ms. Lilesa that you are preparing for the wilderness trial. You seem to have chosen the most difficult path, so I think you must need a weapon that can bear such a heavy task.

So, have you heard of the War Spear of the Wild Gods?

That thing is not in our hands, but we know its final whereabouts, and you will never guess where it ended up. "

"Hey, isn't it in the High Mountains?"

The pirate sneered at the mysterious ways of the Turtles and said:

"I know it very well, but I have no plans to go to Highmountain to look for it yet."

"Who told you that the wilderness artifact that countless hunters long for is in the High Mountains? You were deceived, Captain, it was indeed lost in the High Mountains.

But that doesn't mean it's still there. "

Nora waved her paws and said to Blake:

"It fell into Hela's hands, Captain Black.

To be precise, it is held by the most elite hell hunter under Hela, and is usually guarded by a 'pet'. My people have seen the corrupted monster in the mist.

We can help you lure it out of Hades.

But to get the artifact, you have to do it yourself.

This may be the content of your wilderness trial, find the lost artifact, and show your determination, will and skills to the ubiquitous life force.

So, what's your answer? Generous Mr. Black. "