Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1089 185. Sharing secrets is the basis of cooperation

"Snapped"

  In the dark and voodoo-filled cabin of the Reaper, the ancient treasure chest is opened by Gaboa and Black.

  This thing has been weathered in time, but you can vaguely see the decorations belonging to the tol'vir on it.

   After the box was opened, a scorching aura came out.

   But the strange thing is that this scorching heat is not only a flame, but also a prairie prairie mixed with the power of the wind. As soon as the treasure in the box appeared, the temperature of Gaboa's captain's room rose rapidly.

   "Cool! Look, such a gorgeous and luxurious machete is indeed worth so much for the greedy lamp god."

  Black looked at the curved blade placed in the treasure chest with an admiring look.

  This thing is a work of art!

  It has a gorgeous gold hilt in the style of tol'vir, as if it were made of gold, and it is also embellished with red gems.

  The blade part is slender and has an elegant arc, the blade is cloudy, and the sharp blade can reflect Blake's handsome face.

  The craftsmen who made it did not pursue the weird shape of the blade, but adopted the oldest and most classic blade shape.

  The curved blade is extremely good at cutting and slashing.

   But that's not all.

  The sun-like orange-red light lingers on the blade, and a high-temperature element blade is formed outside the sharp blade. This flame does not come from fire, but from the wind.

   This is the manifestation of the power of the desert hot wind.

   "The whole endless sea is rumored that Blake Shaw is the top treasure appraiser, why don't you help me appreciate my new treasure knife."

   Gaboa's eyes are full of love and greed.

   But he is also a person with status now, so he hypocritically made a "please" action to Blake.

   Pirates did not refuse either.

   He stretched out his hand, held the handle of the knife with a gentle motion, took out the treasured blade, and looked at it carefully before his eyes. The character card quickly gave the entry for this treasured blade:

  Name: Rohaxi's Roar · East Wind Blade/Desert Gift · Hot Air Scimitar

  Quality: Excellent·Legendary [Wind Element Sacred Artifact]

  Attribute: Omitted

  Item Effects:

   1. The power of the east wind:

  The power of Harothi, Lord of the East Wind, is infused with the blade, and he can use the storm to grind the most magnificent mountains to dust.

  When wielding this sharp blade, there is a very high chance to trigger [Halothy's Roar], causing [Cut and Crushing] effect to all enemies and buildings within ten yards, breaking all defenses and applying [Bleeding] status.

   2. Hot air machete:

  Each blow when wielding a sharp blade will trigger the invasion of desert heat, causing [Blindness], [Slowdown] and [Ignition] effects to all surrounding enemies.

   Note that this effect only applies to the sword bearer who uses the power of the wind.

  Item Description:

  The wind in the desert has its own name.

   "You're a lucky bastard!"

   Black cursed.

   He held the East Wind Blade and pulled out a scorching knife in his hand. The swirling orange flames easily ignited Gaboa's desk, and the blazing fire made the troll's eyes light up.

  The stinky pirate closed the sword in an elegant and handsome samurai posture, held the sharp blade back, and handed it to its new owner with both hands.

   This generous gesture made Gaboa blink.

   He was even ready to haggle with Black.

   After all, the stinky pirate said just now that the rule of the pirates is that whoever sees them has a share. He is so generous in returning the treasured blade to himself, but it makes Gaboya a little uneasy.

   Black's generosity means that what he's going to take next must be amazing.

   "This sharp blade is one of the "Four Winds Treasure Blades" forged by the legendary blacksmith Lord Ilmat of the Tol'vir, and each blade represents a mythical monarch of the Four Winds.

  The other three sharp blades are held by the three tribes of the tol'vir as heritage relics, and the blade of the east wind has long been lost in the long river of history.

   Now, it's yours.

  With this East Wind Blade, you can even recruit your crew among the brave tol'vir, and any tol'vir villain who knows the legend of the Four Winds will be willing to follow you. "

  Blake said with emotion:

   "Tonight you won twice, I really envy your good luck."

   "This is what I won! I put in my effort and this is what I deserve."

  Gaboya reached out and took the sharp blade, and unceremoniously inserted the East Wind Blade into the gem scabbard around his waist.

   His original ruby ​​sword, which was so gorgeous that it was almost vulgar, was also a very good weapon. It was a funerary item he stole from the tomb of the Zandalar king, and now it was inserted backhand into the other side of the belt of the cursed pirate king.

  From today onwards, Gaboya is also a "Double Swordsman" pirate.

   "Then, let's get down to business."

  Black took a few steps back and sat on Gaboa's captain's chair, which made the troll pirate frown, but he was relieved quickly.

  I'm in a good mood tonight, so I won't have the same knowledge as this stinky pirate who deliberately makes people's mentality.

   "How much do you know about the Legion of the Unending Wind?"

  Black asked with the dwarf pipe in his mouth.

   Gaboa shrugged and said:

   "Not as much as you. I didn't spend enough money on the Zandalari troll priest to learn all the secrets about the wind elementals. In Zandalar, all knowledge is expensive.

   And I happened to be in a pinch at the time.

   But I know you'll have the answer for me, so tell me, my friend, I'm listening. "

   "You also have to pay to gain knowledge from me, bastard, don't think about whoring for nothing."

  Blake pouted and said:

   "The Legion of the Unending Wind is different from the Legion of Hydrasia. The organizational forms of the wind elements are unique among the four elements. They do not have a particularly clear distinction between superiors and subordinates, and the promotion of internal ranks can be called chaos.

   The reason for all this is that the Legion of the Unending Wind is commanded by the Lords of the Four Winds under the command of the Wind Rider, and each faction has a different power.

   To advance in it, you have to choose a faction. "

   Having said this, Blake glanced at the hot air machete around Gaboa's waist, and said:

   "And when the legendary blacksmith of Tol'vir forged his Four Winds Blade, he used a very cunning strategy to trick the Lord of the Four Winds into pouring his power into the blade.

   So, you now have two options.

   First, give the hot wind machete you just got to the East Wind Lord Haruosi, and the East Wind Lord who has been deceived will be very happy, and maybe give you three levels in a row.

   There is no need to doubt the authenticity of this reward.

  The wind elementals are a bunch of random guys who don't like to follow the rules very much. "

"I reject!"

  The greedy Gaboa was protecting the sword at his waist, and he shouted:

   "I don't like giving my things to strangers, isn't that the equivalent of me working for Deng Shen for nothing? I hate this kind of giving."

   "Well, so you have to choose the second suggestion."

  The pirate stretched out his voice and snorted, then flicked his fingers and said:

   "The Lords of the Four Winds compete with each other for power, and they are not friendly to each other. The majestic and powerful Lord of the East Wind has his own political opponent, the cold, cunning and vicious Lord of the North Wind, Nihir.

   These two guys are diametrically opposed from acting style to strength attribute.

  As you possess the blade of the East Wind, you will be immediately reused by joining Nihir, and the Lord of the North Wind will see you as a trump card for taunting political opponents.

   But you have to understand that once you make this choice, it means that you will be completely hostile to the East Wind Lord.

   Your enemies will not only be elements other than the wind element, but also be wary of vicious backstabs from your own people. Let me tell you, the wind elements are experts in infighting.

  It is better to be careful of the hot wind blowing from your back than to the enemy designated by the wind rider. "

   "This sounds good, Frozen Wind works better in naval battles."

  Gaboa rubbed his chin and quickly made a choice.

   He looked at Blake and said sincerely:

   "Thanks for the reminder, my dear friend, any other similar "career advice" for me?"

   "Of course there is. The two suggestions I gave you just now are just to whet your appetite. The real highlight is yet to come, which is dedicated to my outstanding dark wisdom."

  The smelly pirate took a sip of wine and said to the wide-eyed Gaboa:

   "But do you think I'll tell it to you out of thin air? Pay, you bastard, are you waiting for me to be kind?"

   "Bang!"

  The troll pirate snorted in dissatisfaction.

   He put the voodoo tome that he had always carried around his waist and put it in front of the pirate with a bang and said:

   "Look at it for yourself, but don't take it away. This thing is my lifeblood. You have to sign a contract with me, and you can't spread it everywhere."

"Simple."

  Black didn't care about a contract at all.

   As old Merry commented, his flexible moral bottom line made most contracts unable to take effect on him, and making a promise-keeping oath was as easy and simple as taking a sip of wine.

   Not to mention that the oath witness Gaboa found was actually Blake's "old friend" Bwonsamdi, which made the stinky pirates and Bwonsamdi laugh at the same time.

   He began to look through Gaboa's tome.

   After ten minutes, Black looked up and looked at the troll pirate with an eerie look, saying:

   "I admit, I underestimated you before. Did you modify and complete Zemlan's "Road to God"?"

   "That's right."

  Blake had shown all his secrets, and Gaboa had nothing to hide.

   He took a bottle of troll's voodoo wine from his hand, poured himself a glass, stroked his cheek, and looked out the window at the dark night sea that was about to dawn.

   he whispered:

   "I went to Dalaran to get involved in that shit, just to get the research knowledge about voodoo magic in the Book of Medivh. I admit that I have gambling elements, but it turns out that I bet right.

   I forsook the Amani clan and got from you what I lacked.

  The human astral mage is worthy of being the most powerful spellcaster in thousands of years, and he has made a new interpretation of the troll's voodoo system from his perspective.

   Relying on that interpretation, I found a way to reshape my body and restore my vitality while possessing Bwonsamdi's curse of immortality. I also completed the last link in Zemran's failed plan. "

  Gaboa took a sip of voodoo, looked back at Blake, pointed to his cheek and said:

   "I know you have questions when you see me, why does this troll pirate look like a snake? The answer is simple because I am a snake now"

  The cursed pirate king Jie Jie sneered twice. Under Blake's gaze, his humanoid body quickly turned into a bright red, highly poisonous desert cobra like a Druid's transformation magic.

  It is huge, and when it is coiled up, it surrounds the entire captain's room, wrapping Black in his slender snake body, and waving his head condescendingly to stare at Black with a calm face.

   He spit out the snake letter, and continued to say:

   "On the condition of retrieving the Sulta West Keystone, I exchanged the unhatched offspring snake eggs left by the mysterious mistress Sethralis from the Great Snake Man Unbeliever in the temple.

   I used this holy relic with divine blood to reshape my body and fix my rotten soul.

   I was truly resurrected.

   Do you know that Zemlan was only one step away from becoming a **** back then, but why did he fail? It is because he is missing this link! "

  Gaboa laughed and said:

   "How can the flesh and blood of ordinary people carry the power of divinity? Those powers come from the authority of life, and they are so heavy that they will be crushed to the spine as long as they touch them.

   In the words of your human beings, if you want to wear a crown, you must bear its weight!

  Zemran's plan was almost perfect, but he didn't find the pure body of the divine for himself before he deceived Bwonsamdi, which doomed him to failure.

   But I have already completed this link.

My divine body is strong and pure, like a beautifully shaped chalice, ready to receive the holy wine of power, just need to find a suitable opportunity, I can ignite the divine fire of life, ascend to the kingdom of Loa and They are on an equal footing! "

   The venomous giant desert cobra in front of him lowered its scaly head and stared at Black's eyes.

He says:

   "You promised me, my friend and nemesis Blake.

  You promised me that within two months you would show me the hope of becoming a god. I can see your disdain for Loa in your eyes, you obviously don't think Loa is the real **** in your heart.

  You are so arrogant and so ambitious.

   But that’s okay.

   These powers that you disdain are already the end of life that all ambitious trolls long for.

   I'm a troll, and I'll aspire to loa too.

  You have to help me!

  As long as you help me fulfill my long-cherished wish, I can burn all my hatred for you into firewood, and we can become true friends after I become a god."

   "Alakir probably won't be happy to hear what you said."

  Black looked at the snake body wrapped around him, raised his skull flask, and said to Gaboa:

   "The wind rider doesn't want to see an ambitious demigod subordinate who feels like he can't control you."

   "Who cares what it thinks?"

  Gaboa's body reverts to the form of a troll pirate.

   The old pirate sneered, raised the voodoo glass towards Black, collided with the stinky pirate's jug, and made a crisp sound.

   He sneered and said:

   "I'm learning from you, my dear Blake, I'm just taking these arrogant elements as a stepping stone, and I'm not stupid enough to be completely tied to them.

   They were losers in the past, and they are destined to do little in the future. I will not sell my soul to them!

   Now, I have revealed my secret to you.

   It's your turn to repay me. "

   (end of this chapter)