Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1088 184. Black's success can be replicated!

   Frankly speaking, the scene where the wind riders come to the world is indeed more gorgeous and spectacular than when the tide hunters break out of the seal.

   Mainly, the domain of the tide hunters is the sea and all places with water, but the domain of the wind riders exists in every part of the world, and the Heart of the Sky can naturally mobilize more resources than the tide hunters.

   And when Neptulon was defeated by Loken, the king of wisdom, and Mimiron, the king of creation, in the Battle of Domination, he was also shackled by the hated Mimiron.

   That thing has not been taken down yet.

  This makes the Tidehunter probably not the opponent of the Wind Rider now, what a shame!

   But that's nothing to compare.

   Anyone who knows a little more about the four elemental monarchs will know that Alakir belongs to that kind of "nerve knife" player, and its strength changes with its changeable character.

When    is strong, you can fight the King of Fire Demons, and when you are weak, you are at the bottom of the four elements.

   It is the condensation of the will of the wind. Nature is as changeable as the wind. It is a man like the wind. No one can guess the will of the wind, and naturally no one can guess the thoughts of Alakir.

   Even it can't guess what kind of "wonderful ideas" it will have in the next second.

   So, if you want to choose a loyalist, Alakir is really not the best choice, but considering that Gaboa is a lowly smelly pirate, in his own words, he is a person who rolls in the mud.

Naturally,    left him with not as many choices as Blake.

   Being able to hug the wind rider's thigh is already very good, and the old Gaboa, who has suffered so much, doesn't expect more.

   And now, the Cursed Pirate King has done everything he can do.

   He personally released one of the four elemental monarchs, and he is now standing humbly in front of the sky altar, waiting for the wind rider to reward him.

   In the reflection of the sky wall field looming in front of his eyes, the wind rider with a huge body like a mountain of clouds is slowly descending.

  Its body is extremely huge, conservatively estimated to be two or three hundred meters in height.

Like Neptulon, the Wind Rider has an anthropomorphic upper body, and the lower body is a swirling wind formed by the highly condensed elemental power. The looming gray-black cutting wind envelopes the Wind Rider's body like an aura. Give it a cloak. Wear a black razor-sharp suit.

   But unlike Tide Hunters, Wind Riders have no blurred faces.

   It basically maintains the face of elemental creatures.

   Just follow the habit of the wind elements and create a turban-like decoration on his face, which is a style similar to the turban of the lamp **** Al Abbas, but it is obviously more gorgeous.

   Alakir loves blue.

   The huge gems on the top of its head, waist and belly, and on its arms are all condensed blue storms. This kind of aesthetics made Black, who was hiding in the moonlight, to give the wind rider a compliment.

   We are all people who like blue.

  If Windrider wasn't a lunatic, he and Blake would be friends.

On the shoulders of the wind rider's huge body, there are gorgeous golden shoulder armors on both sides of the head in a thorn-like posture, and two lightning cores condense into the most gorgeous decoration, pouring out on the golden shoulder armor superior.

   It also wears a deep and cool cloak, which is a little tattered at the bottom of the cloak, which is the battle damage effect that was poked by the rude titan guardians during the battle of domination.

   Wearing a gold and silver storm sword with a shape like a moon arc and barbs at the sharp blade on Alakir's waist, according to the lamp god, that is the tradition of high-level wind elements.

  Each wind lord has his own elemental holy blade.

   The astonishingly large Blade of Windfury in front of him is naturally the core strength of the Wind Rider.

   In general, from the appearance alone, Alakir the Wind Rider is full of majesty, perhaps because of the joy of breaking the seal today, Alakir, who has always been known for his neuroticism, is very stable.

   Under the gaze of his turbaned lightning eyes, Gaboa clearly felt the pressure.

   This wind element monarch is not a weak Loa on Zandalar Island. He is the real foundation of the world and controls part of the world authority.

The word    **** is obviously more appropriate to apply to it than to weak Loamen.

   "Tell me."

   The deep voice surged in the clouds, like the roar of a storm destroying everything.

   It reverberates.

   When Alakir spoke, the whole world fell silent at this moment.

   "Flesh, what kind of reward do you want from the generous sky?"

  Gaboa was overjoyed when he heard this.

   Buddies come here with all their might, isn’t it just for this harvest moment?

   He rubbed his hands, and said the longing that he had already calculated in his heart, and cursed the pirate king to say in a humble tone:

   "I dare not ask the great wind rider for more power, but I have too many enemies in the material world, and I long to share the glory of the sky wall.

   Therefore, I hope that the great wind rider will grant me the power to ride the storm and thunder, and I hope to join your invincible Legion of the Unremitting Wind.

   I hope to contribute more to the Sky Wall.

I.

   I hope to be a non-staff honorary member of the great Wind Elemental Legion!

   I hope to be fortunate enough to call myself your servant, to proclaim the prestige of the Sky Wall in the material world, and to plant your battle flag in every corner of this world. "

   Good guy! shameless!

   Black, who was hiding in the moonlight, raised his brows immediately, this Gaboa. This is completely imitating the hypocrisy of his own remarks when he was seeking compensation for the tide hunters.

   You shameful copycat.

  Looking at my success in the Hydraxian Elemental Corps, do you plan to imitate my career plan and replicate my success? You **** really has a vision!

  The smelly pirate looked at Gaboa with admiration.

   This is really a very clever strategy. When you don't know whether the encounter in front of you is a blessing or a curse, it is always safest to imitate the pace of the previous winner.

   Not to mention, in terms of flattery, who can Gaboya learn from if he doesn't learn from the stinky pirates who are at their peak?

   He is really a good teacher.

   Sure enough, the elemental monarchs still eat this set, and what Neptulon likes to listen to, so does Alakir.

   When he heard that Gaboa was not reckless and impatient to seek strength, the storm around the wind rider suddenly softened, and Alakir felt that this mortal in front of him was very measured.

   This makes it happy, and even the gust of wind that blows the whole sky softens, and even brings up the singing of the wind elements, as if the whole world is singing.

  The wind rider has just broken the seal of the sky wall, and he needs to reconnect with the wind of the whole world before he can project his power on the material world.

   In addition, it has been stocking the internal affairs of the Sky Wall for many years, allowing the four wind lords under its command to compete for power, resulting in the Sky Wall is now very chaotic and weak.

   In such a situation, every bit of power is precious, and if the mortals in front of them are still desperate to obtain powerful power, they will definitely anger the uncertain wind rider.

  Although it was a mortal who opened the elemental seal and gave the wind rider freedom.

  Wind riders should also reward mortals.

   But there is no mandatory contractual bond between the two, even in the most basic grammar, "should" does not mean "must".

   "should" also does not mean "must".

   "Should" equal "No"!

  If Alakir is in a bad mood, it can drop lightning to kill arrogant mortals who don't know how to live, or use the power of the wind to destroy his weak flesh and twist him into a wind element to give him "power".

   Apparently, Gaboa understood this very well, and he had a wink, which made the wind rider very happy.

   "Your request will be fulfilled."

   The wind rider responded.

   It pulled out the Blade of Windfury from its waist, raised it to the sky, and lowered the holy blade like a medal.

   Curse the Pirate King sensible half-kneeling on the edge of the platform, with the holy blade nodding lightly, the blessing belonging to the wind is wrapped around Gaboa's body in the flow of the breeze.

   The influx of pure elemental power made Gaboa want to shout out in relief.

   He is bound to the storms of this world, so that he can use the power of the Sky Wall for him, and his close comrade and eternal foe Blake Shaw's resume in the Hydraxian Legion is his best teaching material!

   As he rises through the ranks of the Legion of the Unending Wind, eventually, the entire Sky Wall will become his ally.

   Or, to put it another way, be his weapon!

   Compared to this long-lasting, near-eternal covenant, it is a foolish and short-sighted choice to crave the immediate power that is bestowed upon it.

   is still explained in the simplest way.

   Those powers that can be freely given to you can be recycled at will.

  Gaboa's pain in the past seven thousand years has taught him this truth.

   "Then, my servant, my Baron Breeze, go and hunt down any elemental that does not belong to the Legion of the Unending Wind in the name of the Sky Wall."

   Alakir completed the award ceremony, and the wind rider soon lost interest in what was in front of him, and it was going to return to the sky wall to integrate its power.

   It has already felt the traces of the old rival tide hunters in this world, and it is eager to launch a new elemental war.

   It said to Gaboa who was wearing the Seal of the Wind:

   "Dedicate the core of our enemy to the Sky Wall, and the Legion of the Unending Wind will have your place, and you will temporarily manage this outpost of the Whirlwind Summit.

   Let me see your abilities."

   After saying that, the huge Alakir turned into a storm and dissipated like magic.

   The cloud that was still turbulent just now calmed down in an instant, and the roar of the wind in the entire material world also quieted down. After the gate of the Sky Wall Domain slowly closed and dissipated, everything was as peaceful as a dream.

   Except for Gaboa.

   Curse the Pirate King stood up, waved his hand, set off a small storm, and laughed smugly again, he turned his head and looked at his subordinates.

   As they watched, their captain hovered in midair like invisible wings.

  Gaboa drew out his gorgeous troll sailor knife and said to the crew in front of him:

   "Come, come! In the name of Lord Gaboa, Baron Breeze, I will grant you the private rank of the Legion of the Unending Wind, and I am qualified to form my own storm forward.

   And you, are my first core members.

   Of course, of course, while you are loyal to me, you must not always forget to spread the good name of the Sky Wall and His Majesty the Wind Rider.

   This is our duty and mission. "

   A group of cursed pirates came forward cheerfully, just like playing a family game. They were given the rank of the Legion of the Unending Wind, and they praised the greatness and generosity of the wind riders in unison.

   They got the Sky Temple, the Top of the Whirlpool, which will serve as the new home port for the cursed pirates.

  Gaboa is so contented, he has absolute reasons to believe that no one can threaten the development of the cursed pirates, not even Dai Lin

   No matter how powerful your admiral is, and no matter how powerful the Kul Tiras fleet can be, can you still fly to the sky to attack us?

"Ha ha ha ha!"

  Gaboya got more excited the more he thought about it, he laughed and shouted to his subordinates:

   "Go, go back to our ship, let the mummy pack everything, I'll go back in a while, and tomorrow morning, let our ship return to its new home port.

   Tonight is memorable, curse the pirates.

   Our business has opened a new chapter.

go Go. "

   The first mate and second mate who cursed the pirate king immediately responded, and the second mate of the snake man handed the bottle of resurrection filled with the essence of wind to Gaboa, took a few steps to run, and jumped off the cloud.

   But this time they don't fall anymore.

  The sky has blessed them, and the earth is no longer their Achilles heel. These wingless guys are jumping up and down in the clouds and in the air, flying towards the sea below.

   That gesture is like a bear child who got a new toy

   On the platform closest to the sky wall, Gaboa looked left and right, holding the bottle of resurrection and taking out the elemental emblem and rubbing it a few times.

  The lamp **** Al Abbas did not appear directly.

   After all, this is a place close to the Wind Rider's Domain, and a wind element that betrayed the Sky Wall millions of years ago can't be too arrogant.

   Therefore, Deng Shen rarely sent his servants to receive his trade goods.

   As soon as the pitch-black storm guards appeared, they handed the old rolled up scroll in their hands to Gaboa, cursed the pirate king, glanced at it, and nodded in satisfaction.

   Then he handed the bottle of resurrection to the lamp god's Storm Guard, and watched the other party turn into a gust of wind and dissipate.

Under Blake's gaze, Gaboa put the scroll on his lips and kissed it fiercely, and then sneakily summoned the breeze to wrap himself, letting his figure follow the wind and disappear on the cloud platform .

   Nearly three hours later.

   Gaboa, who was carrying a simple box on his back, appeared in the captain's cabin of the Death God in the wind. He put the box just dug out from the Uldum desert on the table, and rubbed his hands to prepare to open it.

   "What good things have you dug up?"

   Black's voice sounded behind him, stopping Gaboa's movements.

  The troll pirate turned his head and used a very contrived gesture to give Black, who was sitting on the chair in the corner of the captain's room, a troll noble salute. He stretched his voice and said:

   "Good evening, Lord Sea Count of the Honorable Hydraxian Legion."

  Black also nodded slightly on the chair, very reserved and arrogant, raised his hand and responded:

   "Good evening, lowly Baron Breeze of the Legion of the Unending Wind, you haven't answered my question, what good thing have you got from the lamp god?

   I saw it clearly just now.

  You got a treasure map from it. According to the rules of pirates, this kind of thing should have a share in it. "

  The smelly pirate picked up the skull flask and shook his head. He glanced at the vigilant Gaboa and said:

   "I'm here to get my pay, and I'll leave after I get it. However, you just planned your career path, do you need some career advice from your seniors?"

   (end of this chapter)