Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1090 186. What kind of troll golden lion are you?

   "Lord of the Four Winds won't last long."

  In the cabin of the Reaper, Blake sipped his drink and whispered:

   "Alakir wants to launch an elemental war, and Aeolus is obviously not as concerned about the future of this world as Poseidon, and its neurotic brain will push it into a corner sooner or later.

   But for a long time in the past, the power of the Sky Wall was controlled by the Lord of the Four Winds. If the Wind Rider wanted to unify the power to prepare for the war, it meant that it had to take back the power first.

   In this case, no matter which one of the four wind lords you take refuge in, there is not much time left for you. "

   He looked at Gaboa in front of him.

   He saw the light called ambition in the eyes of the troll, and said:

   "Of course, you can complete the tasks of the Legion of the Unending Wind step by step, and accumulate merits little by little to advance, it will take a lot of time.

The    elementals don't care about the passage of time, but time is not generous to us mortals.

   Or, you can try a dangerous path.

   Do what you do best. "

"I do not really understand."

  Gaboa blinked, pretending to be stupid and saying:

   "My brain is not as good as yours, please forgive a 7,000-year-old demented old troll. I'm like a fool in front of you. So speak directly."

   "You're going to play a foolish game, right?"

   Black snorted.

   He got up and said to Gaboa:

   "Is it the Baron Breeze of the Legion of the Unending Wind that sounds better? Or is the title of Gaboa, Lord of the North Wind more cool? You have a hot wind machete in your hand, don't you?

The lord of the east wind hates the coldness of the north wind, and you can melt the ice with deadly and scorching winds, and then dedicate this glorious victory to your opponents, and at the same time be more loyal to the wind rider Ola who needs strength kiel.

  The ruthless monarch never cares about the life and death of his trashy subordinates.

   As long as it gets what it needs, as long as you can start a war for it.

   Am I clear enough? "

   "It's too risky."

  Gaboa shook his head and said:

   "My strength is obviously insufficient. Although the Lords of the Four Winds are not as powerful as the Wind Riders, they are also real elemental demigods. I am just one."

   "That's your problem."

  Black patted Gaboa on the shoulder and said:

   "I'm only responsible for making suggestions. I want you to do the work. You can also hire me, but I suspect that you can't pay the price, so you can find a way yourself."

After   , the pirate was about to walk outside the captain's room, but before he could take a step, he felt his legs being hugged.

   He looked down, Gaboa hugged his leg flatteringly, and begged shamelessly:

   "Help people to the end, my dear Blake! Didn't I promise to help you get through the last part of the South China Sea trade route, we are our own people now.

  Your dark wisdom is not used to help your own people, should you dedicate it to your enemies?

   How can there be such a truth in the world? "

   "Get up! You have no dignity at all!"

  Blake's eyes twitched and he cursed:

   "Let go of me! What does this TM look like!"

   "Don't let it go! Unless you show me the way."

  Gaboa hugged the pirate's legs tightly, shaking his head and saying:

   "You're the best at conspiracy and trickery. I'll ask for help from professionals, let's talk, if you want me to help you die, you have to give me something sweet."

   "Isn't the sweetness I gave you enough?"

  Blake struggled to pull out his legs, he took out his handkerchief and wiped his boots with disgust, and glared at the shameless Gaboa, he said:

   "Elements and elements are hostile. Apart from being the baron of the Legion of the Unending Wind, aren't you also the chief priest of Zandalari of the Order of the Tides?

   Of course, you are about to make a cut with the water elementals.

  If you choose the sky, the sea will not welcome you.

   But before you do the cutting, maybe you can I mean, learn more from the old Ghani in the attitude towards waste. "

   After saying that, Black kicked open the door of the captain's room and strode out.

   Behind him, Gaboa got up from the ground and watched the pirates disappear into the dark cabin. He said with a sigh:

   "It's still you who are ruthless. As the Ocean Earl of the Hydraxian Legion, I don't have any pressure to sell my own people. I really want to learn from you in terms of shamelessness.

   But in this way, the wind element side can get a big victory, and the water element side is not bad, the death of a wind lord is enough to wipe out all the anger of the tide hunters for betrayal.

  I am able to achieve high status while exceeding the task of Your Majesty the Wind Rider.

   All are satisfied.

   Except for the Lord of the North Wind

   But is it good for me?

   Oh, wonderful! "

  While Gaboa sighed at Black's viciousness, Black, who returned to the Reaper's cabin, also found the elemental emblem, sent a letter to the Djinn, and then took out the enlightener's mark and continued to study.

  Thousands of miles away, Quel'Thalas, the lamp **** Al Abbas, who had just completed a deal with an Elf member of the Silver Moon Council, opened the message from Black with a happy mood.

  There is only one sentence on the small letter.

   "The north wind will go out!"

  Seriously, Black was a little too generous with Gaboa in his actions this time around.

This is not quite in line with his usual style, but Gaboa, who feels that he is lucky, does not know that Blake's generosity is not just for his co-optation and use, it is just a "compensation" paid in advance for the upcoming upheaval of the Sky Wall gold".

   The harder Gaboa tries to climb up in the Legion of the Unending Wind, the less resistance the Wind Chaser will encounter when he enters the Aeolus Throne.

  A tool person should have the consciousness of a tool person.

   All the gifts of so-called destiny have their prices marked in advance?

   But when you think about it, it’s not a loss to curse the Pirate King.

   He may lose all the fruits of his hard work on the Sky Wall overnight in the future, he will go bankrupt overnight, and he will have to start all over again.

   But he did get the opportunity to become a god, and many people would not envy him.

   The next morning, in the early hours of the morning, that is, a few hours later.

   In the stormy waters that had begun to subside, the beaming Captain Gaboa was wearing his two treasured swords and a bright red pirate outfit, standing on the bow of the Reaper.

   Three mummified pirate ships belonging to his core force are already lined up on the sea.

   "Cheer! Assholes!"

  Gaboa opened his hands and shouted in his broken gong voice:

   "Today you will enjoy the glorious storm of the sky! Listen to my orders!"

   As he imitated the howl of the wind rider, the large swaths of sea breeze began to roll and gather in this sea area, and they blew the waves up and down, like countless hands supported in all directions under the hull of the Reaper.

  Blake and Little Star standing on the deck widened their eyes. They felt the trembling of the Reaper, but it was not because the ship full of voodoo could not withstand the force of the wind.

   On the contrary, it is adapting to such power.

   After shaking for half a minute, as Captain Gaboa, who was standing on the nerves of the ship, raised his hands, the huge and heavy troll battleship Reaper seemed to be supported by a giant in the water.

   It left the water little by little, and began to rise into the air under the impetus of the strong wind.

  The pounding waves seem to hold back the wanderer who has left home, but the determined Reaper, led by its villainous captain, refuses the affectionate call of her hometown.

   is like the inverse of the sea

   It started to accelerate upwards.

   In the exclamation of the little stars, this warship that was supposed to sail on the sea began to set sail in the wind in the sky.

   It was like sailing in the sea of ​​the sky. In the cheers of Gaboa, it plunged into the clouds quickly and flew towards the top of the swirling cloud higher.

   There will be the new home port of the cursed pirates.

   These ancient pirates from Zandalar have "evolved" and no longer compete for the love of the sea with their weak and dumb counterparts.

   They will sail above the sky.

   "Wow, this is so cool."

  Xiaoxing used a dwarf camera to shoot this veritable "spaceship". Although she can fly herself and has her own aircraft, she is still full of interest in the ship in front of her.

   But Blake beside Xiaoxing looked disdainful.

   He crossed his arms and commented:

   "There are no propellers, no flying wings, and the shape is not in line with aerodynamics at all. It has no special firepower for air combat, and it is nothing but cool and beautiful.

  It can fly with the blessing of the Legion of the Unending Wind, and without the element of wind it will fall unless Gaboa continues to modify it.

  嘁, I don't want such waste. "

   "Huh? Did you smell it?"

  Little Star raised her head.

   She moved her small nose, made a sniffing motion, looked at Blake again, blinked and said:

   "So sour, did someone eat too much lemon for breakfast?"

   "Do you really think I would envy him?"

   The smelly pirate stretched his voice and said:

   "You've been to Mechagon, and you know what I'm building there. Gaboa thought he was a pirate who conquered the sky, but soon the truth would slap him hard.

  The legendary pirate who conquered the sky, sea and land, not him!

   instead

I! "

   "Alright, alright, you're the best, alright?"

  Xiaoxing scoffed at this.

   She absolutely believed it was just Blake's sour envy.

   A few minutes later, Old Chen, Lili, and Brian Bronzebeard all walked onto the deck with luggage, and Si Anni also walked over with a bruised nose and an odd young woman in Asan's costume.

   They are leaving.

  Everything is done here, they are going back to the Nagfar now,

   Fortunately, after the wall of the sky was broken, the endless storm shrouded in the sea of ​​​​storms has been lifted, so that teleportation magic can be used here.

  Before leaving, Black gave everyone a moment to say goodbye to the magical Reaper, but he grabbed the old dwarf Brian.

  Black looked left and right, and in a majestic cloud, he whispered to the old dwarf:

   "Did you go to the Sertaris Temple of the Serpent Man when you were doing archaeology in the Waldun Desert?"

   "Why are you asking this?"

   Brian gave the pirate a strange look. He had enough reasons to think that the pirate was thinking about something bad, but he did not hide it, but sighed and said:

   "I've been there, and I was almost caught by a snake man and cooked."

   "Have you seen the deepest thing in the Temple of Sethraliss?"

   Black asked again.

  The old dwarf hesitated, made a "little" gesture, and said:

   "It was guarded by the unbeliever snake people, I just glanced at it from a distance, in the deepest underground of the temple, in the ancient altar of Loa, there is a huge egg!

   A giant snake egg full of lightning patterns. "

   Brian whispered:

   "It is said that it is the last trace of the fallen gods of the snake people in the material world. The snake people have prophecies that their mysterious mistress will return.

   But the unbelievers do not believe this.

   They kept the egg of the gods, and they didn't know what they wanted to do. "

"Um."

   Black nodded and said:

   "Have you told anyone about these things?"

   "No, those loa kept me a secret."

  Old Brian sighed and said:

   "I recorded them in my diary. The diary was stolen by Bud, a nasty antiquities dealer, and it was taken back by Old Garni. It is said that Old Garni severely punished the guy and messed up his mind.

   Now Bud is said to have gone crazy. "

   "Fine, I see."

   Black said to the old dwarf in a serious tone:

   "You have to keep these things a secret, you know? Next time someone asks me like that, you have to say you don't know. This is a very serious matter, so I'll just say it.

  It is at stake with your life.

  You know, I am a prophet. I found you last night when I peeked into the future. Your fate is divided in two before my eyes. Alive or tragic death depends only on your ability to keep secrets. "

  The stinky pirate threatened:

   "I'm not joking with you, I only reminded you for the sake of your two brothers."

   "You're less scary."

  The old dwarf is a little bit fried.

  The monkey pet on his shoulder also chirped, and he made a bad gesture to Blake with a beard and staring eyes, and then ran to Lao Chen.

  Black let out an unscrupulous laugh.

   But after laughing, his eyes calmed down, like a lake with darkness brewing.

   "What do you want to do? Little master."

   Xalatas asked quietly:

   "Did you get any evil inspiration from Gaboa's plan to become a god?"

   "Well, that's true."

  The stinky pirate looked at his Luna Gloves and whispered in his heart:

   "I originally thought that my mythological occupation could only be chosen between the God of Loa and the God of War, but after seeing Gaboa's secret, I suddenly discovered that

   I might have them all. "

   "You are too greedy, little master."

   Xalatas warned:

   "This is the power of divinity. You can't be fooled. It's dangerous."

   "Yeah, I'm so greedy, I'll be punished sooner or later."

  Black put on the Luna helmet, sighed softly, and said:

   "But greed is a good virtue for pirates, isn't it?"

   "Nagfar, take us back!"

   "Om"

   In Black's call, the space was compressed at this moment.

Relying on the Nagfar's head image and the ticket book in the hands of the pirates, the ghost ship's spirit, with the help of Thakiel and the trio of warlocks, used the summoning ceremony as a tool to remove Black from Uldan in an instant. Mu's sky pulled back into the ghost ship under the sea of ​​Feralas.

   At the moment when the pirates returned to their captain's room, the first mate Long Seifer appeared with a whistle,

   She said to the captain with a serious expression:

   "Bad thing! The tide hunter's questioning will be on board immediately. It suspects that you were involved in the release of the wind rider. You must be prepared to face the questioning."

   "Who did it send? The Duke of Hydrasia?"

  Black was not surprised, he asked.

  Sefir pursed his lips and said:

   "The tide hunters, come in person!"

"Um?!"

   (end of this chapter)