Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1022 118. I will quietly collect their black history, and then carve it into a monument to amaze everyone

   In the early morning of the next day, the ghost ship had bypassed the ends of the earth at the southern end of the Tanaris Desert and began to enter the waters of the Silithus desert.

  Blake had breakfast with Sefir to report, and he could be on the desert coast by midnight today at the latest. The mate reported that everyone on board was ready to land, and that she was going ashore with Blake this time.

   "Can you control Onyxia's body well?"

  Black wiped his mouth and asked:

   "I mean fighting."

   The first mate, who was cleaning up the room for the captain, raised his head, brushed his hair and said:

   "I'm a giant dragon myself, and there's nothing wrong with fighting with the body of a giant dragon. Of course, the black dragon's tactics still need time to adapt, but you don't have to worry about me holding you back."

   She whispered again:

   "That body wasn't born just to serve you at night. It would be a shame to leave her in Nagfar's warehouse."

"Fine."

The    pirates did not reject the offer, he said:

   "Remember to put on the armor, I mean the serious one."

   "You don't have to emphasize it! I'm not a fool."

   Chief mate Long replied viciously with a blushing face, picked up the sheets and dinner plate and walked out of the cabin, sending a warm kiss as usual before leaving.

  Blake shrugged, poured himself a glass of wine, and did not leave the captain's room, but continued to practice the skills of manipulating the spirit of vengeance here.

   He has found a little sense, and he's been busy these days.

   But soon, Fina came to disturb him again.

   The idiot warrior seems to have slept well last night. Wearing a warrior vest, her face was flushed red, and her body still had a post-battle aura. She should have been discussing with others after waking up early.

   With so many shield girls on board, she has no trouble finding an opponent.

   "I have a question that I can't figure out after thinking about it all night."

  Fina was not polite when she walked into the captain's room, and sat carelessly on Black's captain's chair.

   She looked at Blake who was training the spirit of vengeance to throw the Shadow Raid Knife, picked up the apple on the table and took a bite, saying:

   "Since the monument of sin represents sin, why do we make it? According to you, isn't sin a weakness of the mind?

   Is it really okay to make a conspicuous tombstone and expose it to the enemy? "

   "You're finally able to think, which is great, but anyone who has ideas about the sin monument must also be able to read the sin inscription."

  Blake looked back at Fenna with admiration and said:

   "You really aren't stupid, you're just too lazy to use your brain, but it's still a bit stupid to grasp the essence of the problem now.

   Let me put it this way, count the enemies you will face in the future, the Old Gods, the evil Loa, the Demon Lords, the Eternals, the Fallen Titans.

  Which of these people is not good at psychic attack?

   Even the worst can read memory.

   In the face of them, any cover up of your own spiritual weakness is useless, you can only rely on willpower to die, and you will die or fall if you can't hold it.

  You have the power of Tyr to not fear these, but others don't.

The   Sin Monument was prepared for them.

  This thing will maintain your sins and the darkness of your mind and materialize them to ensure the purity of your soul. Attacking the sin monument is equivalent to attacking the basic rule of the power of death, which is the division between good and evil.

   and not being able to break the monument means they can't take advantage of your weakness.

   You should understand when I say this.

The   Sin Monument isn't really a good thing, but it can save your life against old gods and mind-playing demons.

   This is also the reason why I must get the method of making the sin monument. In order to allow the heroes and warriors to fight against the void and the devil without trouble, I really did my best.

   Those who claim to be righteous should send me a big trophy or medal. "

  The pirate stretched out his voice and spoke righteously.

   His words made Fenna roll her eyes again. Blake, the bad guy, didn't tell the truth. He had personally experienced the effect of the sin monument last night.

   That sourness made Fenna really reluctant to recall.

   Think carefully again, if most of the sin monuments of heroes and warriors in this world are in Black's hands, who can resist the darkness and evil he spreads?

   This terrible prospect made Fenna tremble.

   But unfortunately, the monument of her sin was handed over to Blake by herself. She got on the pirate ship and could not escape, so she could only be a happy pirate.

   "You came just in time. When you go to the Great Desert of Silithus, you must face the Thousand-Eyed Demon C'Thun, just to see the effect of the sin monument. You are fine anyway, so help me carve a few more sin monuments.

  Let me think.

  Evil Eye's three fellows, Sephir's, should meet Windrunner's mother this time, and prepare one for her as well. If this battle proves to be useful, then everyone in the undead pirates will have their own monument.

   may be regarded as the 'new trend' of the fleet. "

   "Wait! I have another question."

  Fina did not resist working, but she would look up and say:

   "What if you got the sin monument out, what if you made a wedding dress for someone else? Didn't you say that every one of the criminal prosecutors in Revenders was proficient in the use of sin monuments?

  If everyone has it, then if they show up later, won't we be finished? "

   "Wow, Fenna, you impress me today."

   Black blinked and said:

   "To ask so many questions at once, no, you are definitely not Fina, who are you?"

   "Don't be kidding! I'm serious."

   Stupid Warrior emphasized:

   "How could I have never thought of such a simple question, and I'm not a fool."

   "Okay, then I will answer your concerns very seriously."

  The pirate turned around, raised two fingers, and said to Finna:

   "First, the premise of using the stele to attack you is that your stele must be in their hands. If you carry it with you, it means that they have to defeat you first, or use your negligence to steal your stele.

   You can get the sin monument by them, that only means that you are too weak.

  Second, it is basically impossible for the Venthiers of Revenders to come to the material world. At this point in time, the curtain of life and death is still very stable, and even a demigod like Muezala, Loa, can't get through.

  Unless the curtain is broken one day, the world of life and death will become one, but don't be afraid, even then, it will be difficult for them to condense entities in the material world.

  Sin Monument magic is difficult to learn and difficult to master. In the shadow world, only the accusers of Ravinders can learn it. It is destined to be a power that can no longer be niche.

   So, you basically don't have to worry about meeting a guy who uses the sin tablet to attack you. If you do, just hack him to death before he gets the sin tablet.

  It really doesn't work, so find a backcountry to hide it.

   Just like the liches hiding their own phylactery, it’s okay to go to Dean Lanyue to share their experience in this regard.

   Now, let's start carving the sin monument, don't make it so artistic, just an ordinary tombstone. The stone for carving the sin stele has been prepared, and it is in the bottom cabin.

   You should be able to complete them before we get to Silithus. "

   "But what's the use of only the body of the guilt monument."

  Fina got up, took her knife and carving tools, and said to the pirate with her hips on her back:

   "Isn't it necessary to make a sin monument for others to clarify their sins? If they don't tell the dark secrets in their hearts, how will you know?

   You can't read minds. "

   "I can't read minds."

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "But don't forget that I'm a prophet, I know myself better than those I follow, and the sin monuments I've made for them are absolutely the most accurate and perfect.

   Of course, it is a bit difficult to link this link.

   However, I believe that after seeing the powerful effect of the Sin Monument in dealing with the corruption of the void, without my request, the warriors and heroes who are interested in maintaining world peace will also take the initiative to offer their own mental energy.

  Do you want to make a bet with me? "

   "I won't bet with you, you stinky pirate is the worst."

   Fina pouted.

she says:

   "You can help me when I'm done with your business. I'm tired of doing so much by myself."

   "I want to help you too, trust me."

   The smelly pirate sighed, pointed to the monkey version of the spirit of vengeance in front of him, rubbed his forehead and said:

   "But I must hurry up and learn how to manipulate her. This is related to the integrity of the watcher's strength. Look at her, now even throwing knives is not allowed, how can I expect her to fight.

   And Sera Moonguard gave me this before leaving. "

  Blake took out a sealed scroll from his luggage, shook it in front of Fenna, and said:

   "The spellcasting skills and practice of Black Moon Binding and Watcher's Cage.

  Like you, I have a lot to learn, and I'm about to teach my disciples, which I must get through before Valeera is ready for the Black Moon Ritual.

  You can also see the mark of the enlightener on the table, and I also have to learn Archimonde's advanced magic.

   So, I'm not lying to you when I say I'm busy. "

   "You are so tired."

  Fina shook her head and said with emotion:

   "In addition to learning these, you also need to learn magic. The last time I saw the self-study material list that Dean Lan Yue gave you, I would be foolish to read the catalogue of those books.

   You're watching this stuff now when you're not fighting.

   I'm curious, are they really useful for improving combat power? And according to what you said, you will have to practice the knowledge of a mythical profession in the future.

   Can you really spare time?

  You only sleep four hours a night now. That is to say, you are in good health. This is a normal person. With such high-intensity study and thinking, you would have died suddenly. "

   "That's the difference between warriors and spellcasters."

  The pirate played with the scroll in his hand and said to Finna:

   "Warriors can only pursue great power and destructive power, but spellcasters cannot. Our strength comes from wisdom, which is the reserve and accumulation of knowledge.

   is like the same earthquake spell.

   Ordinary shaman will create a small earthquake with amazing power, killing a dozen people is the limit.

   But a legendary shaman like Drek'Thar would cleverly use the terrain to destroy an army with an earthquake. The same is the earthquake, the mana consumption is the same, why is the effect so different?

  Knowledge will not make you a **** in an instant, but knowledge will not deceive you.

   It provides a ladder to safely climb the path of strength. While the improvement isn't obvious, it can keep you from falling into a quagmire when you fail.

   It gives you confidence.

   The more knowledge you have, the more you know the limit of your own strength, and the more accurate you will grasp of yourself and others. But it's useless to tell you this, and you won't use it anyway.

  So, carve the sin monument first, build up your strength, suppress your anger, and you will never be short of battles in Silithus. "

   "Then do I need to carve a monument to Cairne Bloodhoof and Khadgar?"

   Fenna asked before leaving:

   "Do you know their sins?"

   "Of course I do, but I can't tell you."

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "Go be a mason, I will be responsible for writing sins, remember to prepare one for my friend Garona too."

   "Okay, but you can't use me as a mason all the time. Hurry up and find some professionals to do this work. I'm an elf with status and a princess, not your coolie."

  Fina answered happily, pushed the door and left.

  The stupid warrior thought with a joyous mood of seeing people's bad luck, and it would be interesting to share such a good thing as a monument to everyone to play with.

   You can't be unlucky by yourself, right?

   Sure enough, happiness is built on the suffering of others.

   After Fenna left, Blake thought for a while and felt that Fenna was right, so he turned to the utility room next to the captain's room, where an old Garni's "shrine" was placed.

  Black stood in front of this little garbage dump, chanting old Ghani's name.

   Soon, the slender-jawed dragon trashman **** with a red hood appeared on the trash heap with a bang. It shook its head, looked at Black from left to right, and moved its nose again, as if it was smelling something special.

   After a few seconds, Old Garni covered his nose with his nimble paws, and said with a look of disgust:

   "Have you found Bwonsamdi? You smell like that **** guy, where is he now? Roa all over Zandalar wondering if old Bwonsamdi is in trouble.

   I thought the **** was dead, but it turns out that bad things aren't so dead, which is a shame. "

   "Well, it's just a taste."

  Blake snapped his fingers and said meanly:

   "Bwonsamdi also complained about you when he saw me, it seems that the two of you have a very bad relationship.

  Relax, my old friend, Bwonsamdi won't be going back to Zandalar any time soon, but you better clean up, he said there might be trouble there.

   Then, by the way, help me send this letter to the Eastern Continent, Stormwind Kingdom, and to the Brotherhood of Masons in Goldtown, where I want to place an order. "

   "Huh? Mason?"

   Old Gani looked at the letter in his hand and said suspiciously:

   "Are you going to build a palace for yourself? Okay you stinky pirate, you're finally starting to get extravagant? You **** who betrayed the vile!"

   "Say what? I'm going to waste money on that useless thing? Don't underestimate me, okay?"

  The smelly pirate pouted and said:

   "It's a tombstone. I want to ask them to order a lot of tombstones, all kinds of tombstones."

   "What do you want this thing for?"

   The Slender-jawed Dragon widened his eyes, and without waiting for Black to answer, he said:

   "Is it for your own enemies?"

   "Well, for my enemies, and for my friends."

  Blake clapped his hands and said happily:

   "I want these tombstones to dress up and give as gifts to everyone I know who will be delighted and grateful for my generosity."

   "If someone gives me a tombstone as a gift."

  Old Gani wagging his tail and moving his rasp-like teeth, said viciously to the smelly pirate:

   "I'm going to send my Microraptors to bite his **** full of holes! Got it?"

   (end of this chapter)