Shadow Trails in Azeroth

"Hey, the little idiot is back."

Blake had a good sleep in his captain's cabin, during which time he refused Xal'atath's request to "sleep" three times. In the end, he had no choice but to lock the cabin door and escape.

When he stretched himself, grabbed a bottle of wine, and came to the cabin refreshed, he happened to see Ben Bolba sitting on his ugly dragon and descending from the sky.

This little guy is in good spirits and looks very excited.

The pirate threw a scout at it, and the feedback was strange:

Name: "Tidefish Knight" Benbolba

Race: Murloc [Wetland Bluegill Murloc]

Occupation: Level 30 Tide Hunter [Tidal Blessing/Natural Strengthening]/Level 10 Beastmaster

"Hey, is this the wilderness trial completed? I thought you would be beaten until you cried and ran back to me for help."

Blake said maliciously.

The little fish-man glared at him, and then circled around Blake a few times with a strange expression. It moved its nose, as if it smelled a strange smell from the pirate.

It raised its head and asked:

"Quagua?"

"Go, go, what are you talking nonsense about? What is mating? Only beasts use such words!"

Black kicked the little fish man.

This guy just doesn't know how to speak, and whenever he speaks, he pokes holes in his heart.

But with this kick, the things hidden in the little fish man's arms were kicked out, and two strange things fell on the deck, which immediately attracted strange looks from the pirates.

"What is that? Where did you pick up the smelly salted fish?"

The smelly pirate asked in a weird tone.

The little fish man croaked in protest and picked up two more handfuls of still fresh salted fish, hanging them very preciously around his waist. This made Blake interested. He hooked his fingers, and the little fishman handed one of them to him.

Blake held the "salted fish" in his hand with a little disgust.

But unexpectedly, this thing didn't feel disgusting or bad to the touch. It was probably because almost all the water in the fat-headed fish's body had been lost.

But it doesn't have that rotten smell, and it will swing left and right as Blake shakes it, like a fish that has just been fished out, but its center of gravity is a bit strange, and it is probably very powerful when it is thrown to hit people.

Just like the strangely shaped flail.

What’s even more surprising is that this thing is actually equipment!

It has its own entry:

Name: The best baby in the village (left)

Quality: Epic

Attributes: slightly

Item effects:

1. The dirty attacker:

For unknown reasons, this fish remains permanently at the moment of its death and becomes extremely tough and can be used as a weapon.

Each attack by the user has the potential to cause the deep-sea fish to spew acid, contaminating the opponent's sight, blinding them, and causing corrosive damage, equivalent to a magical effect.

Its destructive power depends on how hard and fast the user swings it.

2. The best treasure in the village:

These two strange deep-sea fish are treasures that have been preserved for hundreds of years by the fishman village in the High Mountains. According to the legend of the fishmen, these are the gods given to them by the sea.

When using two deep-sea fish to attack at the same time, the probability of triggering the special effects of the Foul Striker is increased, and there is a chance to apply the blessing of [Murloc Warrior] to the user.

Item Description:

Quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack, quack! (Only the bravest murlocs are qualified to wield them, and only true warriors can lead the murlocs to rise!)

"Is this the legendary 'Village Sword'?"

The pirate threw the salted fish hammer to the little fish man with an inexplicable awe. He couldn't help but think about the scene of an enemy being beaten in the face by the little fish man with two salted fish hammers.

Well, in a sense, this thing is really an "artifact".

If a warrior was knocked to the ground by such a weapon, the shadow in his heart would probably be even worse than the shame of being defeated by a fish-man. If a stinky pirate himself was knocked down like this, he would probably be tempted to draw a knife and wipe his neck on the spot.

When a fishman fights with a salted fish hammer, every attack will cause terrible mental pollution to the enemy. Think about the feeling of being hit in the face with a salted fish hammer.

Wow, the sarcasm level is really high.

What a terrifying weapon.

"Okay, now that you have returned victorious, let's get down to business quickly."

Blake finished his drink, put his owl helmet on his head, and said angrily to the little murloc:

"Let's go to Black Crow Castle for a walk."

"Quaa?"

The little fish man yelled, which made Blake's mood suddenly become depressed. He hesitated for a few seconds and told Benbolba what happened in Hades.

explain:

"It may take some time for the sky to recover. I will cure it. There are no flying mounts to take us there. Let's swim over.

Don't worry, I have avenged the sky. "

After saying that, the pirate looked at the bow of the ghost ship docked off the coast of Val'sharah. Some ghost sailors were busy there, and the three ferocious heads belonging to the vicious dog Gorm were being fixed on Nagfar. In front of the bow of the ship.

That will be the new bow of the ghost ship.

The stinky pirate looked away and looked at the indignant little fish man. He shook his head, turned around and jumped off the side of the ship. The little fish man pinched his nose and ran a few steps before falling into the water with a cry.

The next moment, two white lines splashed all the way and swam towards the dense forest coast of Val'sharah.

Black Crow Castle is built on the coast of this forest. As soon as they land, they can set foot on the territory of Black Crow Castle. However, as a noble castle thousands of years ago, Black Crow Castle has long been in disrepair. Glory.

When Blake walked around the coastal mountain road to the first collapsed sentry post, Knight Joan Creedon immediately walked out of the sentry post with two retinues and saluted his captain.

This Immortal Sea Knight has changed a lot now.

Although he was still wearing the rusty Kul Tiran armor, the blue soul fire was lit under the battle helmet, as well as the rune sword slung behind him and the cold aura on his body, all proved that He has "changed his profession" and become a real death knight.

An aura derived from the power of death lingers outside his cold body, providing him with new powers after death.

Even his voice became deeper, hoarse and evil.

"Your Highness, Dean Blue Moon and Ms. Ravencase are already waiting for your arrival at the castle."

Creedon bowed and reported the current situation to Black.

The two death knight recruits behind him looked at Black with a scrutinizing gaze. It could be judged by their slender bodies that they were elves.

Perhaps they are the ghosts of the upper elf who died in Black Crow Castle ten thousand years ago.

Black ignored the scrutiny of the two Black Crow Knights. He just looked at the loyal Creedon and asked:

"Isn't Yuejun here?"

"Ms. Yuejun drove the 'Pride of Yuejun' back to Suramar a few days ago."

Creedorn explained:

"The stubborn Nightborne are stuck in the main city of Black Crow Castle. They have activated the ancient enchantment to resist our conquest. Dean Blue Moon is unwilling to risk the destruction of those heroic souls and force a war.

But the arrogant Shal'dorei were unwilling to surrender and seemed to be waiting for reinforcements from Suramar.

Ms. Yuejun returned to her hometown, trying to use the Yuejun family's power in Suramar to prevent the Nightborne from sending more reinforcements. "

After saying that, the death knight, who was a minor nobleman in his lifetime, explained in a low voice:

"Also, Ms. Yuejun hopes to introduce her fiancé to her sister, hoping to get the blessing of the head of the Yuejun family for her marriage. It is said that Sir Lilas also sent a letter back to the Windrunner Tower in Quel'Thalas.

He also hopes that his family will accept Miss Anares. "

"Is it going so fast?"

Blake said in a strange tone:

"Did someone get killed?"

"That's not true."

Creedon was obviously very knowledgeable. He led the way and said:

"It's just that Mr. Lilas heard rumors that Quel'Thalas planned to start a war with the Undead Fleet in the North Sea. He didn't want to see a war between us, so he was determined to prevent the war.

He hopes to increase his political influence in the elven kingdom through the marriage between the Windrunner family and the Moonshire family, so as to influence the official decisions of Quel'Thalas. "

"Hey, a naive little boy who longs for peace in the world."

Blake pouted and said:

"If he could really stop the war, I would still thank him, but it is most likely useless.

Anne's North Sea Fleet has begun to recruit Vrykul and Yak people on a large scale to form a marine force.

As long as the elves of Quel'Thalas dare to start a war, brutal barbaric pirates will immediately land from the coast. Their barrier could block the mages, but it couldn't block the group of Vrykul raiders.

Anne doesn't even need large-scale mobilization. As long as she promises to equally distribute the wealth of Silvermoon City to the Vrykul pirates and provide them with enough weapons, the wild Northlanders can let the proud white-skinned elves know what It's called cruelty. "

"Your Highness, I hope that the Death Knight Marines under my command can also join that battle."

Creedon thought for a while and took the initiative to ask for a fight:

"When I first joined the Undead Fleet, I was too young to understand your painstaking efforts, but after experiencing what happened in Kul Tiras, I already understand your wishes.

Stupid living people just don’t understand your greatness.

I hope to teach them to understand this greatness with the sword in my hand and the cold death.”

"sure."

Blake laughed and said:

"If there is a war in Beihai, I will send you there. Go on duty and practice your new powers. You will definitely shine in the Battle of Beihai."

"We will not let you down, Your Highness."

Joan Creedorn said in a deep voice:

"We will become the sharpest sword of the Dead Sea in your hand!"

Creedon sent Black to the necropolis of Black Crow Castle. As soon as the stinky pirate walked in, he saw several psychics from Narthalas College awakening the undead in the necropolis.

The scene was terrible.

Amidst the low and cold chanting and the indifferent wind, the ancient tombs were opened one by one. The sarcophagi that had been silent for thousands of years would shake and be suddenly opened at a certain moment.

Rotten hands poked out from it, and were reborn into another posture amidst the lingering aura of death.

Most of the newly awakened undead will fall into a kind of madness, and then the well-trained Death Knights of Black Crow Castle will step forward and calm them down with iron fists wrapped in the aura of death.

These undead were the most elite soldiers of the Elf Empire thousands of years ago. They will be redistributed according to the ancient organization and regrouped into an army under the command of several Black Crow generals who have been awakened.

As Blake watched, there were already patrolling death knights around the entire large cemetery, and some undead craftsmen were directing a group of skeletons to repair and build siege equipment.

There is also a team of three sky knights driving undead hippogryphs patrolling in the sky.

No one in the entire square made a sound, everyone was doing their own thing silently.

Although their ancient commander has not yet awakened, these well-trained undead, wearing black crow armor from ten thousand years ago, seem to be an immortal army that has truly stepped out of ancient times.

The pirates could already imagine the shock these ancient warriors with the Black Crow Flag would bring to the world when they appeared on the battlefield.

These are all the dead who have participated in the ancient war and have never surrendered to the devil. They are the last lone soldiers when the Elf Empire comes to an end. There is no need to say how capable they are.

Now all it takes is the former commander Kurtalos Ravencrest to wake up from his death sleep, and the Black Crow Chapter can immediately begin to conquer all directions.

"What Knights of the Ebon Blade? Bah, what a third-rate thing?"

Blake looked at the chilling scene in front of him with satisfaction, and thought in his mind:

"This is what the Death Knight Chapter should look like. If the white-skinned elves of Quel'Thalas disobey, I will ask your grandfather to teach you a lesson!

Hmm. Wait.

Suddenly I had a great idea.

By the way, the tomb of Dath'Remar Sunstrider should still be on Quel'Danas, right? With the protection of a divine object like the Sunwell, his soul should not have been sent to the Shadow Realm yet.

Lord Ravencrest, who has returned from the dead, also needs a powerful lieutenant, doesn't he?

It just so happens that they collaborated ten thousand years ago. "

"Why did you come?"

Just when Blake was admiring the majestic appearance of the Black Crow Chapter, a cold call interrupted his thoughts. When the pirate turned his head, he saw Dean Blue Moon walking out of the tent holding the Holy Staff of Alunes.

It was obvious that the dean was in a bad mood.

She looked Blake up and down, and after noticing that her disciple's vitality was several times stronger than before, the picky dean nodded with satisfaction.

she says:

"I heard that you made a big fuss in Hades and killed the ancestor Satsavis? Yes, it fits my impression of you. You can create a big scene no matter what you do.

It just so happens that you have been promoted to legend, and there is something we need your help with. "

"Dean, tell me."

Blake patted his chest and said:

"I will definitely do it."

"Sneak into the castle and bring me the heads of the Blood Demon and those stubborn elves."

The dean pushed up his crystal glasses and said calmly:

"I have wasted too much time on them. I don't want to wait any longer. I have to go back and prepare for the opening ceremony of the college."

"Ah, I'm very confused. With the character of the Blood Demon, shouldn't he choose to surrender when he sees an enemy that he can't deal with?"

The pirate said doubtfully:

"He doesn't have such a strong bones."

"He did surrender."

The dean said casually:

"On the first day after I broke through his barrier, he sent a letter of surrender. He also promised to cooperate inside and outside, sell the Nightborne mages to us, and offer Lord Ravencrest's soul with both hands. in exchange for a way out.

He said he would return to Draenor immediately and never set foot in Azeroth again.

But I refused.

Every letter of surrender he sent afterward was burned.

That’s my attitude towards trash. "

The dean closed his eyes and said:

"I will not allow an academic liar to slip away so casually. I will correct his problem and wait until he truly realizes his mistake before I let him go."

"Oh, the dean is a man of culture. He talks about permanent detention in such a literary way."

Blake laughed and said:

"No need to go to such trouble, Dean, I know you don't want to destroy the integrity of Black Crow Castle and Lord Ravencrest's soul. There are really not many places and people in this world that can remind you of the past.

Do not worry.

I'll take over this.

The reinforcements that the Nightborne are waiting for will never come. I will let them surrender honestly, take over the entire Black Crow Keep without any blood, and let your friends return safely. "