Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 527 80. Don’t come over, I’m calling someone [810]

Muradin was unhappy, but what the pirate said made sense.

If Ravenholdt's assassins really took care of this matter, the arrogant old Brian would be less likely to lose one or two fingers as a ransom tool.

Furthermore, it was Brian, the bastard who deceived his brother, who didn't even say hello before taking the vixen's ship to Zandalar for archeology, which suddenly put Muradin in an embarrassing situation.

He complained to Blake for a long time.

But he still took the armor to the dwarf's blacksmith shop in Dalaran. There was a magic iron felt there that could modify the appearance of the untempered Moonlight Armor.

Because it only modifies the shape and does not involve the really troublesome quenching step, the legendary blacksmith calculated that this process would take two days to complete.

In addition, after Muradin sobered up, he told the pirates another news related to him.

Mainly because Black insisted on standing by and "helping" the dwarf to see if he could take advantage of the opportunity to get a "blacksmith" production career. However, he seemed clumsy because he was not familiar with forging. As a result, the dwarf who worked was discredited and looked disgusted.

Muradin waved the craftsman's hammer in the empty blacksmith shop, and said to the pirates behind him with sparks flying:

"The brave dwarf Kelsey Steelshine also represents the agents of Gnomeregan and leads a team of dwarf assassins to perform protective tasks beside Marshal Lothar.

She was still talking about you on the way.

She said that the gun you ordered from her nearly six months ago has been completed, but she has no channel to deliver it to you. I tried that gun and it was great.

Don't hang around here and interfere with my work. Why don't you go get your gun? "

"Oh, I would have forgotten about it if you didn't tell me."

Black turned and walked into the gloomy night outside the blacksmith shop, but his eyes were looking at the forging hammer in Muradin's hand.

Otherwise, the dwarves of Ironforge are also a group of arrogant people. Even the forging hammer used by this guy for blacksmithing is an epic magic item.

This is just what he uses to make iron!

The pirate had really opened his eyes just now. In the toolbox that Muradin brought with him, there were six or seven forging hammers of different specifications, all shining with deep purple light.

Oops, I was sloppy before.

I should have stolen this dwarf first while he was drunk just now. But now Muradin is on guard, and the risk of stealing a legendary warrior is too high in this situation.

Forget it, definitely next time!

Blake comforted himself in this way, and he disappeared into Dalaran under the night, heading towards the place where the human nobles gathered. His hands were itchy for a while on the way, which hurt the wallets of several battle mages who resumed patrols along the way.

However, the pirate no longer has much demand for equipment. His dream of full-body legendary equipment can almost be achieved after this suit of armor is tempered.

It was useless to bring over those ordinary equipment, and they ended up losing Al Abbas' magic lamp in exchange for air coins.

The pressure of "installment payment" weighed on Black's shoulders, and he, like all young people who bought a house, had no choice but to roll up his sleeves and work hard.

"Oh, it's really inconvenient not to have the beast's eyes of the little baby Hisari Black Crow to check the situation."

Black jumped back and forth on the domed buildings of Dalaran like a ghost in the night. As he jumped back and forth, he thought:

"The little bird was left in my care with the careless little star.

This is like putting an opportunity into her hands, and I don't know if she has taken the time to pass back the news she has 'scrutinized' these days to the druids.

I wish she were faster. "

Blake stopped on the dome outside the aristocratic area where a grand dinner was being held, brightly lit in front of him. He looked at the gorgeous and lively scene in front of him, holding on to the sharp corner of the dome with one hand, half of his body hanging in the air.

“Ah, so many luxurious furs from innocent beasts, so many remains of beasts taxidermied for selfish gratification, so much wasted meat not just to fill our bellies but to show off the ‘gentle’.

What a blasphemous landscape!

Hao Dell! ! !

I'd be really disappointed if Mad Men's Society couldn't keep up with the excitement in Dalaran. "

The evil pirate grinned silently.

Then when the clouds swept over the moon, it was splashed with moonlight and disappeared into the bright sky. He first "twirled" around in the lively crowd and got nearly a thousand air coins.

It's as easy as picking something out.

Having had enough of his hand addiction, without any notice from a group of "defenders" walking around in the shadows, he passed between these colleagues with his head held high and contentedly went to find the little dwarf. Kelsey Steelspark.

Gnomes have never been fond of such extravagant activities.

Their height is their biggest pain point. Once they appear in a scene where these nobles gather together, they will definitely be treated as clowns for fun. Except for the jugglers who professionally eat this bowl of rice, the other dwarfs are not interested in asking for trouble.

And Kelsey, a dwarf who is obsessed with engineering and has received complete agent training, dislikes such a scene even more.

She prefers to stay in her makeshift laboratory and do all kinds of strange things.

For example, when Blake walked in silently, the pink-haired dwarf Kelsey was testing an "amazing" invention - an improved version of the mechanical squirrel with increased explosive power MAX.

"Oh my god! The complicated transformation of this thing can really drive people crazy!"

Kelsey complained to herself, then took apart the complicated mechanical squirrel, and carefully took out a ball of dwarf high-explosive gunpowder from it.

Just as he was about to put the gunpowder ball that would explode upon impact into the special equipment, a hand unexpectedly placed itself on his head and rubbed it hard.

Kelsey, who was in a very focused state, was disturbed and screamed and threw several balls of gunpowder into the sky. At this time, under her engineering goggles with rotating gears, her big eyes were filled with despair.

Ruined.

These explosives were enough to blow up her, this house, and all the human nobles having fun outside!

"Small people should not play with these dangerous things. This is advice from a big man."

The pirate stretched out his hand and nimbly caught the falling gunpowder balls in the air.

Using dazzling techniques, he used the sticky gunpowder to create a weird smiling face on the engineering platform.

He turned around and saw the pink-haired dwarf holding a coil gun and aiming it at his head, and the coil gun that was wound around him was dancing with a chilling and violent electric arc.

"Put down the dangerous weapon in your hand, my lovely Kelsey."

The pirate raised his hands, took a step back, and lifted up his helmet, revealing half of his face with a red eye patch.

"Ah, it's Mr. Black! Is the injury on your face healed?"

Gnomes are all smart and have super memories. When she saw the familiar face, Kelsey immediately recognized Blake.

However, the last time they cooperated to kill the green-skinned orcs, Blake's face was still severely burned, so she had never seen the healed pirate's face. Now that she saw only half of the pirate's appearance, she didn't think much of it.

I just think Mr. Black is quite handsome, but I don’t know why he wears an eyepatch.

"Did you hurt your eye during your adventure?"

The dwarf agent asked with concern, then quickly took out a spare engineering goggles of her own from her drawer, handed them to Blake, and said:

"I made this thing myself, and it is much easier to use than a blindfold. It can stimulate the blind people through electric current, so that blind people can barely see some images, but I am adjusting and developing this function.

If the Craftsman Council can make a better punch chip by the end of the year, I'll be sure to upgrade it again. "

"Well, I appreciate your kindness."

The pirate said helplessly:

"But my eyes are fine. This is just a kind of training. Blind sense training, have you heard of it?"

"Ah, I've heard of this! The last time I went to Ironforge to attend Old Nesingwari's book signing, I heard the old dwarf say it once."

The goggles on Kelsey's eyes popped open, revealing the dwarf's cute big eyes. She looked at Blake curiously and said:

"Is this strange training really effective?"

Blake did not answer, but casually threw a shadow flying knife, which accurately smashed the apple placed by Kelsey on the small table into crumbs from a distance of more than ten meters.

"Oh no! That's my dinner."

The little dwarf covered his eyes in despair and shouted.

Blake, who was pretending to be handsome, was also embarrassed. He could only cough a few times and forcefully change the topic and said:

"That, I heard Muradin said, my gun"

"It's done."

The little dwarf glared at Blake angrily, turned around and jumped off the chair, went to his big bag and took out a wooden box, placed it on the engineering bench, and opened it with a complex password.

As a result, a short-barreled shotgun with a very exquisite appearance appeared in front of the pirates.

Blake stretched out his hand and placed it on the handle of the shotgun, and an entry popped up on the character card:

"BRK-800" short-barreled critical shotgun

Epic·Excellent Quality [Producer: Kelsey Steelspark]

Extraordinary agility. Extraordinary endurance. Excellent fatal blow.

Item effects:

1. Four bursts:

After sophisticated engineering modifications, this large-caliber hand cannon can load multiple rounds of ammunition into two barrels at the same time and fire four powerful bullets at lightning speed.

When the hammer is cocked in advance, all four bullets can be fired at once, causing a devastating blow to your enemy.

2. Hammer gun:

When fired with special gunpowder bullets, each bullet will be exerted a strong impact, like the effect of a war hammer, and has a very high probability of knocking down the opponent at close range.

Item Description:

Those who are familiar with firearms can tell at a glance that this gun is modified from the classic "critton shotgun" designed by dwarves for dwarf mountain rangers two hundred years ago.

But it wasn't just as simple as sawing the barrel shorter. Kelsey Steelspark poured her heart and soul into this gun.

In order to make it more adaptable to the combat rhythm of the assassins, the dwarf installed the gun with superior performance smokeless gunpowder and fire stabilizer, and redesigned the rifling to ensure that two bullets can accurately hit the target when fired simultaneously at a short distance.

It may not be the most powerful weapon made by the gnomes, nor does it represent the latest fancy technology of Gnomeregan, but it is definitely the most suitable weapon for assassins.

In addition, for unknown reasons, this gun always smells faintly like raspberries.

"A perfect weapon, a killer on the battlefield, a pleasing art of killing, and it is rare that a master has poured all his efforts into it."

Blake put the gun, which was not heavy for him, under his nostrils and sniffed.

As stated, it has a faint raspberry flavor.

The Eye of Kilrogg on his shoulder glanced at the dwarf's dinner. In addition to the chopped apples, there was also a large bowl of washed raspberries.

All right.

He knew where the sweet taste came from.

“Can more be made?”

The pirate picked up the black holster that came with it and fixed it on the chest of his armor, the most suitable position for drawing it out in battle.

Then he looked at the little dwarf who crossed his arms proudly. The latter was obviously very happy because the customer was satisfied with his work. Facing Blake's inquiry, Kelsey shrugged and said:

"The first time you do it is the most difficult, but it becomes much easier after it's finalized. I kept the template in my lab. How many do you need?"

"I want to purchase a batch for my assassins."

Blake threw an Uncrowned gold coin to the little dwarf and said:

"The first batch is tentatively set at fifty. High-level uncrowned people can apply for use. I won't talk to you about money. How much money do you need? Take this gold coin and go to the Red Jack Bar in Gilneas Dragonbone Port to talk to the boss. .

I just need you to produce it as quickly as possible. "

"It might take a few months."

The little dwarf played with the rare gold coins in her hands. She was an agent and a member of the assassins, so she naturally knew about Ravenholdt's "Uncrowned Ones" faction.

She just didn't know that Mr. Black was the master of the Uncrowned Ones.

At this moment, I was curious and felt that I had met a big shot. I was very lucky and proud, so I raised my head and said:

"But I don't have time to make it myself. I need to recruit some engineers and build a small assembly line or something! Where are the people? The ones who were here just now!

Oops, these elusive assassins are so annoying!

You haven't told me yet, where will I send the things after I make them? "

——

Black didn't mean to be cool and play Bateman's tricks. He left suddenly because his wilderness covenant was touched.

Frostclaw called to him, and urgently.

The pirate didn't know what happened, but he rushed back to the mage tower where Nathalath Academy was currently located as quickly as possible. When he opened the door and walked into his room, he found no foreign enemies intruding, only his butler Moros.

"what happened?"

he asked.

Moros handed Black a letter

Well, it can't even be called a letter, because it was written with scraps of old Baba's clothes. The words on it are very elegant, and it looks like a girl's font at first glance.

There is only one sentence above.

Written in blood.

"Orc Slayer, please, come and save me - Taresha Foxton."