Shadow Trails in Azeroth

That night, in a snow mountain canyon in the Alterac Mountains.

The Zandalari pirate Gaboa sat on the stone with great interest, watching the rebirth ceremony of the Black Knights.

This crooked troll skeleton pirate is holding a bottle of wine in his hand, and he raises it to take a drink from time to time, but only bones remain in his body, so the wine he drinks will spill down his spine.

It's not like drinking, it's more like "taking a shower".

But for the Zandalari Troll pirates who were about to embark on a big plunder, this drinking was a "mood".

In front of him, Haas, the only remaining spellcaster among the nine black knights, was reciting some mysterious incantations in front of a burning bonfire.

The sinister wind kept blowing back and forth all around, as if it was trying to summon the dead back from some cursed hell.

The burning bonfire in front of him was extinguished in an instant, and the flying black ashes gathered in the wind wrapped in evil energy. Like a child playing with mud, the ashes were quickly molded into the body of Eredin, the leader of the black knights.

He didn't care that he was reborn naked from the ashes. When he opened his eyes, he let out a cry of pain, as if the pain of being tortured by Black still remained on his cursed soul.

He stood up, put on the magic steel armor that Hass had prepared, and received the Kingslayer double blades and the two-handed heavy sword that he was good at using from his companions.

The black knight caster silently lit up the second flame again.

His task tonight is very important, to summon all eight of his brothers back from the Twisting Nether before dawn.

"Papa pa pa"

Gaboa, the skeleton pirate sitting on the stone next to him, applauded vigorously. This Zandalari pirate from seven thousand years ago opened his jawbone and revealed a weird smile.

He praised:

"What a fun trick, man. I think the kids will love it! Can you teach me? I've wanted to replace my skeleton body for a long time, but I haven't been able to find a way.

The Loa ignored me and acted as if they didn't know me at all, which was really uncomfortable. "

"Did you save my companion?"

Eredin looked up and down at the skeleton pirates in front of him, and then took a few glances at the distinct Amani Troll and Snake Man camps next to the canyon. He said:

"Are you a group?"

"No, we're just a ragtag group of people working towards the same goal."

Gaboa raised the wine bottle and said in a helpless and playful tone:

"The trolls wanted to kill, the snakes wanted to steal, and I just wanted to get a piece of their big business. I brought them together, but no one listened to me.

I'm just a poor, helpless pirate, and my ship isn't even here.

But since everyone wants to go to Dalaran to play, do you want to join the team? Man, join us in this "warm family" that is divided, ready to collapse, and constantly fighting within itself. "

"A 'rabble' consisting of at least eight legends? It seems that you, who can bring them together, are also a big shot."

Eredin chuckled, stretched out his hand to Gaboa and said:

"Okay, we Black Spirit pirates have also joined the group."

"Huh? You are pirates? We have been in the same boat for a long time! That's great. I always only make friends with 'real' pirates."

Gaboa rubbed his skeleton hand excitedly. The pirate, who was dressed in vulgar and luxurious clothes, stood up and said straightforwardly without shaking Eredin's hand:

"Since we are colleagues, I don't have to explain the rules to you. We all work hard at sea, so you must understand the rules. If I save you, you will share the spoils with me.

I think the two knives in your arms are good. Come on, give them to me! "

"You want this?"

Eredin took out the Kingslayer double blades in a strange tone. He looked at the troll pirate and said:

"you sure?"

"Of course I'm sure! Bring it to you."

Gaboa snatched the legendary double blades from the hands of the Black Knight leader, and like a naughty kid who had grabbed something fun, he kept playing with it and made several piercing movements.

He said with great satisfaction:

"The voodoo on this knife is very powerful, and I feel the gaze of the terrible Loa, the powerful Loa named Kil'jaeden speaking to me in my head.

But I don't want to deal with it.

I like these two knives. An evil pirate like me should use such weapons. When I see the hateful Black, I will definitely use these two knives to give him a big 'surprise'! "

"Wait! Are you also the enemy of the evil gang in the sea?"

Eredin's eyes lit up. The gloomy black knight clapped his hands and took the initiative to pull Gaboa's skull finger. He said:

"You told me earlier, I don't care who you are, as long as you want to give Black Shaw a good look, then you are our Black Spirit pirate's 'friend'.

He's in Dalaran now, pretending to be a spellcaster.

Man, with your strong troops and the help of our summoned demons, we can definitely invade Dalaran, capture Black, and scrape off his flesh piece by piece! "

"No, no, no, you are too rough. We are pirates!"

Gaboya also said in an excited and vicious tone:

"We are going to give Blake a pirate's death. We are going to take him back to the sea, hoist the mast, float him in the water, and drag the keel! We are going to torture him to the point of life and death!

When he desperately begs us to give him a break, we will cruelly reject him and watch him drown in the most terrible pain!

I offer his soul to Bwonsamdi.

Haha, you don’t know yet, right?

The evil and stingy Black Shaw has long been hated by men and ghosts in the Hades, and our God of Death wants his soul! But that guy is cunning and we need to talk about it. "

"It really needs to be discussed."

Eredin looked back at the other brothers who were resurrecting. He was silent for a few seconds and said to Gaboa:

"And before I go to Dalaran, I have to go to the Alterac Palace. There is a magic book there that I must get. I hired you and your people to help, man.

How much does it cost to hire you? "

"I'd be happy to help you for free, seeing as we both hate Black."

Gaboa rubbed his hands and pointed to the Amani troll camp next to him. He said:

"But the Amani trolls demanded very high prices and were good at turning their backs on others. I taught them valuable knowledge and promised to obey my orders, but in the end they didn't even bother with me.

So go talk to Zul'jin yourself.

Let me remind you, Zul'jin is a human-hating bastard, be careful he roasts you and eats you, my friend. "

"It doesn't matter, everyone has a price."

Eredin adjusted his armor, glanced at the double regicide blades hanging on Gaboa's waist, chuckled, and said meaningfully:

“As long as you get the right price, everyone can use it for you.”

After saying that, he strode towards the trolls.

Watching Eredin leave, the Zandalari pirate Gaboa stroked the legendary dagger on his waist, and a strange, contemptuous smile appeared on the skeleton's face.

"Black Spirit Pirates? Hey, a bunch of youngsters. Alas, the quality of the villains in the sea seven thousand years later is so worrying that I, an old man like me, really don't have the eyes to see it.

Is this the kind of bastards my dear fellow Black fights against?

Tsk tsk.

Then how boring and lonely he must be at ordinary times. "

With such comments, the Zandalar skeleton pirate "drank" the last sip of wine. He walked towards the camp on the side of the snake people and entered the largest thermal insulation tent under the indifferent gaze of several unfaithful royal guards.

The physiological habits of the snake people determine that they are not suitable for living in places like the Alterac Mountains. The severe cold around them makes the snake people need to hibernate.

Therefore, the temperature in their tent was very high, so high that even Gaboya, who had no flesh on his body, felt "hot".

In the tent are two legendary snake men.

They are all generals, a warrior, and an elemental caster under Kotech, the Great Unbeliever.

"The last keystone is in Dalaran's treasury. I brought you here as agreed, and I found a powerful helper for you."

Gaboya stopped pretending in front of the snake people. With a touch of madness and mischievousness, he crossed his arms and said to the two snake generals:

"According to the agreement between me and Emperor Kotek, you should give me what I want, right?"

The snake general Adris, who was wiping the strange lightning blade, raised his head and glanced at Gaboa with his cold eyes. It spat out a snake message and said:

"The agreement is that I can only give you the seed of the Goddess after I get the key stone. Now that the key stone is still in the treasure house of shameless humans, how can we say that the agreement has been completed?"

"You want me to die!"

Gaboa irritably tore his skull off his spine, and while holding it in his arms and scratching his head, he shouted to the two snake men:

"You are all legends of flesh and blood. I am just a poor pirate who has been rotten for seven thousand years! My strength has been weakened to the extreme. If I participate in your battle, any mage can tear apart my bones.

I must get what you promised me, or I will leave with the Amani Trolls! Go fight Dalaran yourself!

I'm warning you, I'm a crazy pirate.

Don't push me.

If I were in a desperate situation, I would do anything crazy to survive! "

The two snake generals looked at each other, and after a few seconds of stalemate, the spellcaster general Aspix let out a few unknown laughs in the cold manner of the snake men.

It took out a strangely colored snake egg wrapped in scales from the unique bag on its back, and handed it to Gaboa. He also warned:

"Without my help, you wouldn't even be able to hatch it.

Gaboya, you'd better be honest. The emperor may tolerate your presumption for the sake of his great career, but we will not let you jump up and down.

We're watching you! "

"I am loyal to Emperor Kotek, please don't frame me casually."

Gaboa was obviously very excited after receiving the promised thing. He held the strange snake egg in his arms, nodded and bowed and said to the two snake generals:

"Don't worry, I will definitely do what I promised. I guarantee that the key stone will fall into the hands of the emperor. I guarantee it with my seven thousand years of good reputation!

I won’t bother you two anymore, I might go out with my ‘new friends’ tonight.

I'll be back soon and won't delay our important events. "

The troll pirate retreated. After leaving the snake camp, he immediately saw the black knights waiting for him not far away, as well as a lynx spirit priest of the Amani troll.

It seems that the stupid and rich Black Spirit pirates really hired the help they needed from Zuljin.

"Let's go, my friend Gaboa, let's go to the Alterac Palace now!"

Eredin, the leader of the black knights, leaned on his sword and said confidently:

"The Mad King of Alterac, Perenold, is imprisoned in his palace, and the Book of Medivh, which records countless spells, is also there. Let's go and bring it back.

Then, we headed straight to Dalaran!

Bring the fire of destruction to that city and watch the miserable spellcasters tremble under the power of their master. "

"Well, to rob a palace, and there's a mad king!"

The skeleton pirate laughed and stroked the dagger on his waist, and said:

"The powerful Loa told me that these two swords are called 'Kingslayers'. Tonight, I, an old pirate who returned to the present world from the forgotten ancient times, will also become a Kingslayer.

This is awesome.

Meeting you Black Spirit Pirates must have brought me good luck. I'm starting to appreciate you, man. But please wait a moment while I go pack my belongings.

Well, throw some trash out by the way. "

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At the same time, Dalaran.

In the upper room of the mage tower of Narthalas College, Black was sleeping in a deep sleep. However, even though the vigilant pirate was asleep, his left hand was still holding the handle of the pistol inserted into the holster on his chest.

It is convenient for him to fire at any time when danger may arise.

Blake was having a strange dream. He dreamed that he was in a quiet hot spring, bathing with a female elf whose face he couldn't see clearly. The latter had a great figure and was very charming.

Just when the shameful dream was about to reach its best part, Blake's butt suddenly hurt.

The pirate stood up suddenly, pointed the gun in his hand to his side, and saw the phantom of a cunning Microraptor disappearing on his bed with a sly smile.

Damn it!

I was tricked by old Garni!

How obsessed is this guy with biting people's butts?

But Old Garni wasn't just doing it for a prank this time. When the Microraptor disappeared, a letter with a strange emblem quietly landed next to Black's butt.

The pirate picked it up, opened it and took a look, and immediately woke up from the lingering charm of the dream.

He rubbed his head, walked to the window, took out the dwarf pipe, and lit it while looking in the direction of Alterac from Dalaran.

"Well, the two sides who couldn't get along have magically merged. Very good, very good! The traitor Aiden Perenold is going to die tonight.

It was earlier than I thought.

But fortunately, I have made preparations in advance, and it is time for the Uncrowned to start doing big things! I don’t know if my ‘albatross’ is ready to take charge of a country?

And the Prestor family is such a problem.

I hope Lothar can be more powerful this time and kill them all! "