Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 911 8. Odin is on top, let’s start an epic WAAAGH! 【2125】

Black took his three-headed pet and wandered away in the Nashar Bay where the fog was getting deeper and deeper. The evil-minded Hela took away the Eagle Spear in advance and simply openly shouted for the pirates to come to Hades to confront them.

This was expected by the pirate, but it also made him a little troubled.

But soon, the pirates started to use their brains to plan, and soon came up with a very evil idea.

When he walked out of the bay, he walked all the way and found that the location and terrain of this place were very good. It was not very far from the continent of Northrend, and it could be reached in up to five days at maximum speed.

He decided to ask Anne to send a group of pirates to capture this place and use it as the home port of the Undead Fleet in the Broken Islands.

He had it all planned out.

Every continent in Azeroth should have a stronghold belonging to the undead pirates.

Although this will disperse the power, it can radiate his influence. Coupled with the assistance of the Tidal Order and the Hydraxia Legion, the overall benefits outweigh the disadvantages.

After he kills Dai Lin and successfully takes over with the help of his mother's ace operation, these strongholds will be able to turn positive in an instant. What Dailin couldn't do, he could do it immediately on the first day he became king.

This plan is perfect!

The only problem is that his other colleagues on the sea probably don't want the beauty of adulthood. It doesn't matter, just kill them all.

Of course, the local Vrykul people are also a problem, but they are not unsolvable.

The Vrykul have always had a tradition of plundering. Not only the Vrykul in Stormfjord, but the Vrykul in Northrend are also good pirates. They are cruel, cold-blooded, violent and efficient, full of courage to fight the sea and eternal spirit. Endless desire to fight.

This kind of racial character makes it easy for them to become the best among pirates.

It is said that Captain Anne, the North Sea Pirate King under his command, has recruited many Vrykul into the fleet.

She didn't even need to send people to recruit. She only needed to take a few Vrykul to complete a big harvest raid. After those rude Vrykul returned home, they would show off their trophies with a luxurious banquet to show off their trophies. Take this initiative to make money, and then return to the fleet in a few days with more poor fellows who are eager to get rich.

They even brought their own weapons and ships. Anne didn't even need to give them subsidies. She only needed to promise the distribution of the spoils after the robbery, so that the wild Vrykul could follow her wholeheartedly.

But this model also has drawbacks.

If other fleets are tempted by a more generous distribution of spoils, these rude bastards will not have the slightest sense of shame when betraying.

However, this is not a bad thing.

Once the other party fails to complete the great robbery they promised, they themselves will become the targets of the angry Vrykul, and then those two or five young men will happily take the things they looted, happily and again Return to Anne and continue to be a pirate.

If Anne questioned them, she would be regarded as "not generous enough" and "a cheapskate" by them.

Obviously, they don't think there is anything wrong with their operation. Anyway, Anne Bonn is not a Vrykul royal family, and she has no natural concept of loyalty. When has loyalty been worth money?

This is probably the so-called "cultural difference".

In short, when dealing with Vrykul people, you must have a "generous" heart, otherwise it will be easy to be blown away by their daily repeated horizontal operations.

But this has nothing to do with Blake.

After all, as the controller of Beihai, he has already broken away from the low-level level where he needs to recruit subordinates on his own.

With such expectations for the future, the pirates rode up the sky again and flew towards the entrance of Hades in the material world. Hela was certain that a pirate with such vast powers as Blake must know the location of the entrance to Hades.

And Blake does know that.

That place is in the deepest part of the ruins of the abandoned Vrykul city of Horswalde in Stormfjord. It was once the site of a shrine where the local Vrykul worshiped Hela, the god of death. It has now become Hela's stronghold in the material world. .

The Helagars under her command were stationed on three floors and three floors outside to defend against sneak attacks by the fanatical shield girls who believed in Odin.

That's right, the ones Odin's followers can best fight are not Vrykul men, but a local female clan in Stormheim. They call themselves the Valkyrie of Skord Athir in order to become the "Lord of War" "Shield Maiden" is a lifelong honor.

Many of them will indeed be accepted by Odin as Valkyrie Valkyrie after finally dying after a lifetime of fighting.

There are only women in this tribe.

Men are seen by them as symbols of weakness, unworthy of occupying the land closest to Odin's Gate of Glory.

With the vrykul's rough character, such arrogant women naturally become "public enemies of men." However, the existence of the Skod Ahir tribe from ancient times to the present proves that the men who come to challenge them have already Became a shameful loser and plaything.

Well, it’s the kind of “plaything” everyone imagines.

Shield girls will screen the children they give birth to, girls will stay in the clan, and boys will be sent back to their father's clan to ensure the "purity" of the clan.

This group of she-wolves are the "female boxers" in the true sense.

They are not good at communicating with other people using words, but they are very good at using fists to convince those stinky men to respect women.

Even with the strength of the stinky pirate at this time, he didn't want to get too close to the she-wolf tribe, lest he be surrounded by a group of violent women and then be dragged back to be used as a "plaything".

A man as handsome as him and capable of fighting is a "sought-after commodity" in the Skod Ashir clan.

Maybe it will be presented to the Supreme Shield Maiden.

And the figures of the Vrykudun girls.

Although it is uneven, after all, women who exercise all year round must have a toned figure, but those terrifying muscles are enough to easily strangle a good-for-nothing chief like Red with one hand.

No blessing to enjoy.

The biggest problem facing Blake now is the plane portal leading to Hades, which is monitored by Hela's divine power. Every time the portal is activated, Hela will pay attention to it.

No matter how great Blake's stealth skills are, it doesn't matter.

The smelly pirates rode on the back of the sky, circling the city of Hoswald at high altitude. The elites of Hylagar scattered everywhere in the black stone city below made the pirates' teeth ache.

In order to "welcome" his arrival, Hela specially sent more rune wizards to guard everywhere, turning the entire Hoswald into a steel-like defense line.

It can definitely be killed, and it won't be too difficult.

But it makes no sense.

You can't get the Eagle Spear even if you kill them all, so why bother?

After much deliberation, the pirate finally made up his mind.

"You forced me to do this, Hela, don't regret it!"

Blake glanced at the heavily fortified city of Hoswald with his magic eyes. He patted Sky's neck and let the hippogryph fall towards a golden slope outside the city.

This is the burial place of the vrykul.

Because it is opposite Odin's Gate of Glory under the Sky Fortress, it is regarded by the local Vrykul people as the starting point for stepping onto the Rainbow Bridge after death.

But how can it actually be that easy?

According to Odin's strict selection criteria for heroic spirits, it would be a high honor to select ten Vrykul souls out of 10,000 undead Vrykul souls. More Vrykul souls would not be able to go to the Hall of Valor at all.

They will be captured by the nearby Hades and become Hela's servants.

The Vrykul people are not unaware of this.

But they have no choice.

In their beliefs, there are only two gods, Odin who rules glory and Hela, who rules death. They can either go to the Hall of Valor or Hades. For most Vrykul, there is no third way.

This funeral site is surrounded by rune stone tablets with customs and traditions of the Vrykul people. These stones are all engraved with runes, which can protect the undead from being invaded by evil for a short period of time.

But this cannot determine the final destination of the dead souls.

Blake ignored the large tombs that might contain funerary objects.

He is a thief, yes, but he is not a tomb robber.

He walked all the way to the largest circle of tombs in the funeral site, where the stone tablets were larger and more glorious, and there were golden shields as decorations.

This is the ancestral cemetery of the Skod Ashir clan. As soon as Blake entered the place, he found bone fragments scattered everywhere. Many graves had been dug up, and they were certainly not out of respect.

Judging from the excavation traces, these acts of desecrating the souls of the dead occurred not long ago.

"Show up, Heroic Soul, I know you won't be able to rest at this moment."

Blake casually took out a few soul stones, crushed them, and sprinkled them around the tomb. The soul power quickly escaped and was absorbed by the invisible things under Blake's call in Vrykul language.

Soon, in front of the pirates, a tall vrykul woman with an unreal figure floated out.

Looking at the armor on her body and the weapons in her hands, you can tell that she is a big shot of the Skod Ahir clan, and she is a Valkyrie Queen.

"and who are you?"

Queen Weiku was very rude when she appeared and asked a question.

Blake shrugged, pointed to the scattered bones behind him, and said to the undead woman in front of him:

"It doesn't matter who I am, the point is that I know what happened to you. You can regard me as a mortal prophet. I came to your land to conduct a trial.

But the trial was ruined by the vicious Hela, who had a 'little' grudge against me. "

"Hela has a grudge against everyone. If you come to me to complain, then Traveler, you can leave."

The undead vrykul woman said disdainfully:

"Sure enough, he is a weak man. He can't even deal with the grudge between himself and another woman."

"Shut up, you annoying guy."

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"Aren't you different too?

The Tidestealer vrykul who worshiped Hela couldn't defeat your descendants, so they came to desecrate your tomb, but you, a great heroic spirit of the ancestor, couldn't even punish them.

He could only watch as his bones were dug out and scattered everywhere.

A strong woman can't even deal with a group of weak men. How can she have the dignity to call herself Odin's Valkyrie? The Lord of War has never summoned you to the Hall of Valor. Is it probably because of this?

His Majesty Eddy Hill. "

"Shut up! Dirty pirate!"

Female vrykul are easily angered.

She scolded:

"If I were still alive, I would have torn your venom-spraying mouth to pieces. If I were still alive."

"But you're dead, so face it."

The pirate sat cross-legged in front of the dug tombstone and said:

"I know your past, Her Majesty the Queen. You are a very powerful Vrykul warrior, enough to be called a Heroic Spirit candidate, but compared with those truly great Vrykul heroes, you are not powerful enough.

It's still a little short of the selection criteria for heroic spirits.

So after death, Odin gave you the power to supervise the three major trials he set, and promised to let you enter the Hall of Valor after you find a true warrior for him.

How long have you held this position and this trial? Two thousand years ago, right? The local Vrykul people are really not up to par. No powerful warrior has appeared for so long, leaving my poor queen lonely until now.

Are you afraid that you are in despair?

But I can help you, Your Majesty, or rather we help each other. "

Blake raised his head and said to the frustrated Vrykul Queen Heroic Soul in front of him:

"You lack great achievements that make people shine. Although Odin favors you very much, he cannot give you glory. This will make other heroic spirits dissatisfied, but this problem can be easily solved.

I've got it planned for you.

For example, the shield girls who commanded Odin with their heroic souls entered Hades, showed off their power in Hela's territory in the name of Odin, planted Odin's flag on the beach of Hades with their own hands, and then commanded the shield girls. The woman escaped intact.

If you do this."

"The problem is I can't do it!"

Queen Addisil looked up at the black ruins of Horswald in the distance, and she said:

"I thought about advancing such a great cause when I was alive, but I was never able to step into that city until my death. Hela's subordinates tightly controlled it, and they used evil magic to block our attack.

That gate didn't allow us to pass either.

The cunning Hela was afraid of the Shield Girl's courage, so she set up a magic in that city to prevent any Shield Girl from entering.

But men weaker than us have unimpeded access. Over the past thousand years, I have seen many weak men storm that city to win the favor of the Lord of War.

That is the shortcut to the Hall of Valor.

I despise them.

But I also envy them. "

"I'll fix this problem!"

Blake patted the armor on his chest and said:

"I'm here to remove the magic that targets the shield girls. I still have some confidence in this aspect. You are responsible for calling on the shield girls, letting your descendants polish their swords and guns, mount war bears, and start a battle with the glory of Odin. The famous Great Crusade will begin tomorrow.

All shieldmaidens who desire the glory of the Hall of Valor can participate.

I promise, I will open the door to Hades for you, and if you make enough trouble, I will help you get out of there after I have done my thing.

But let me explain in advance that it is hell after all. Stepping into it means giving up your chance of survival. You must be mentally prepared. "

"Haha, death?"

Queen Addisil smiled disdainfully:

"Valkyrie is not afraid of death, death is afraid of Valkyrie! We are more afraid of failure than death in battle. As long as you can break that magic, pirate, the Shield Girl will not let you down.

We're going to turn Hella upside down in Hela, and there's not a day that goes by that we don't want it.

I am also eager to be promoted. I don’t want to wait any longer. Your arrival may be an opportunity. Maybe if I do this, I will be excommunicated by Odin, but

I don't want to wait any longer. "

"Very good, then we have an agreement. I will take care of the barrier, and you will take care of the shield maiden."

Blake stood up and stretched out his hand towards Queen Addisiel.

The Queen looked him up and down, then touched Black's hand like a dragonfly touching water with an expression of distaste for touching something dirty.

It's not that pirates have dirt on them, shieldmaidens just instinctively hate men.

This made the pirates couldn't help but think that the rituals these shield girls performed in order to give birth to children were as difficult as torture for them.

It is estimated that the process is no fun for both men and women, and is more difficult than a life-and-death fight.

Gee, what a horrible group of women.

The stinky pirate thought this way. After watching Queen Addisiel disappear, he stood up and prepared to go back to Hela's city to destroy the barrier rune stones there and create a battlefield that the shield girls could quickly pass through.

This is what an assassin should do.

But just as Blake stood up, a voice suddenly sounded beside him. It said:

"What you're doing is wrong. Wilderness trials shouldn't be like this."

Blake raised an eyebrow.

The magic eyeball on his shoulder flipped, and when he glanced back, he let out a weird laugh and replied:

"I thought it was the will of nature that was condemning me. I was shocked, but I didn't expect it was you. If you don't go to the Shadow Realm, why are you staying here?

Aren't your ancestors calling you? Poor man who has lost his glory. "