Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1094 190. Kane: I found the correct usage of stinky pirates

  Black didn't sleep well that night.

   His dark wisdom has made a rare mistake, which makes him feel that he is a failure. Of course, the more important reason is that he is thinking about a very strange problem.

  If what Anaris and Lilas said is true, and Lilith Moonshire fell in love with Lilas at first sight, then it means that Lilith is probably a shameful beauty party!

   But Lilith Moonshire saw Lilith more than a year before she saw her own.

  If he admits true love, doesn't it mean that in Lilith Moonshire's eyes, he is not as handsome as Lilas Windrunner?

how can that be?

  I am Kugai who was absorbed by the beauty party Ms. Elune as a reserve for the Luna God selection!

   is a cool pirate who is full of masculinity and takes a decadent dark route!

   He even conquered the arrogant warden Maiev, let an emotionless Void Essence pour out for him, and let the first mate, who is already a spirit body, take the initiative to offer love.

   Even his stupid older sister can't resist his wild charm.

How could    even Lilas be inferior?

  You say that the aesthetics of elves are different from those of humans. Fenna is an elves, or it is the Quel'dorei elves who are known for their harsh aesthetics.

   This is definitely not your own problem!

   This is definitely Lilith Moonshire's problem.

  Perhaps Miss Yuejun likes the type of little milk dog that is obedient?

   Well, that makes sense.

   This is the same as normal men like mature big sisters, abnormal men will be interested in green and legal loli, but there are always some reformed guys who should be destroyed humanely like to have estrus against tentacles.

  XP is always free.

Um.

   I feel more comfortable just thinking about it.

   Black, who was tossing and turning in the captain's room, felt that he could finally leave this question behind and fell asleep with peace of mind.

   He yawned, stretched comfortably, and turned over, and then a ray of sunlight shone on his face from the window, making all of Blake's sleepiness disappear in an instant.

Dry!

   After finishing the exam paper and learning magic, he thought about this question all night.

   I have fallen.

   This black history must not be known by others.

  Blake sat up from the bed with a sullen face.

   He thought that once other people knew that he would think for such a long time because of such a boring thing, he would not be a cool cover, but a flip cover.

   A future like that is terrifying.

"Ha ha ha ha"

   In his ear, Xal'atas let out a burst of laughter with his stomach rolling and laughing. The Void Essence could sense the stinking pirate's mood and thought fluctuations, and Black's problems that he had been thinking about all night could not be concealed from her.

   She never imagined that the stinky pirate, who has always played with the world ruthlessly, has such a childish side.

   She laughed and said:

   "Little master, you look so cute when you think about this, I can't get tired of watching your happy frown turn into a disappointed smile.

   Actually, this problem is solved very well.

  Although in my heart, the little master is the only shining light in this sad world, others probably don’t see it that way, they lack the eyes to discover beauty.

   So we just poke their eyes out.

  If this is too troublesome, we can choose an easier way to kill those guys who others think are more handsome than you, such as Lilas Windrunner!

   Scratch their faces!

   So you are the most handsome pirate baby egg in the endless sea. "

"no."

  Blake jumped out of bed, flexed his shoulders in the sunlight outside the window, and said to Xalatas:

   "That's too much trouble. I'm not a guy who depends on my looks, so why should I compare myself to others? I have to think about more serious issues.

  World order, world peace, do you understand? "

   "What are these questions worth thinking about?"

   Xalatas retorted:

   "The little master really wants world peace. It's too simple. You put yourself in a cage, and the chaos in this world can be reduced by a third in an instant.

  If you choose to cut yourself off, Azeroth can immediately enter a good and beautiful era.

   But that world is so boring.

   So, my little master, who are we going to deceive today? "

"Hard to say."

  The pirate took out a bottle of wine, twisted the lid off, and gulped his mouth.

   He glanced at Desolace in the distance beyond the window and said:

   "Let's go to Kane's tribe today to take a look. Didn't I receive a commission from him to help him settle the 'dissidents' in his tribe?

   Although he can't give me anything good as a reward.

   But considering that I really lack talents such as high-end shamans and scumbags under my command, let's first go and see what role the old war woman who gives Kane a headache is. "

  Blake snapped his fingers, and in the shadow of the golden sunlight, he said happily:

   "As long as she is half as difficult and crazy as Kane described, I think she is qualified to be a part of the undead fleet. After all, we are an evil force in his mouth.

   There has to be some sort of lineup, and you can’t have all the messy people.”

Before the pirates could finish speaking, they saw the little murlocs with a group of happy murloc pirates, in the eyes of the early morning, happily and foolishly rushed across the deck of the Nagfar, cheering loudly. Jump into the sea to do morning exercises.

   This hilarious scene has become a "reservation program" on the Nagfar.

"Snapped"

  Blake desperately reached out and clapped his eyes, he said in an unlovable tone:

   "Forget it, when I didn't say it."

  Ten minutes later, the stinky pirate used the breakfast brought by the First Mate Long, wiped his mouth, and took his "evil forces" with him, swaggeringly left the ghost ship and set foot on the coast of Desolate Land.

   On the coast of this barren land where barely any green can be seen at a glance, Noir Horn, a soulwalker in the robes of a Highmountain priest, is performing an obscure ritual in the morning light.

   Seeing Blake approaching, Noire wanted to say hello.

   But thinking of Ms. Maiev's warning, he pretended not to see Blake, twisted the black cow's face aside, and said "out of sight is pure".

   This gesture made the pirate angry.

   Good you black horn!

   Put this aside and pretend to be a blind tauren, right?

  Believe it or not I shattered your shameful black dragon disguise with a void magic, don't mess with everyone.

   "That black bull with antlers is so strange."

   Fool Fina bit her ears with Little Star behind Blake, she stared at Black Horn and said to Little Star:

   "I always thought that tauren was weird, he gave me a very awkward feeling, he was definitely not a serious tauren, maybe he was disguised by something evil.

  You go and try him. "

   "Why let me go?"

   Little Xingxing snorted and said proudly:

   "I am the noble blue dragon princess, the lowly tauren or something, don't try to come near me!"

   "Enough for the two of you!"

   Wearing his favorite clothes and holding an umbrella, Sefir scolded in a low voice:

   "Kane brought his clansmen here, be serious, don't embarrass the captain."

   After saying this, the first mate, second mate and the bosun behind the pirate immediately raised their heads and made a majestic gesture.

  The caster Thalkiel and his new trio of warlocks, who followed behind them, also straightened their backs and pulled down their hoods, trying to show the evil feeling that the dark forces should have.

   But these actions are nothing deterrent compared to the violent actions of the shield female leader Hya.

   As for why the Warlock trio came to serve as Thalkiel's sidekicks again, that's a tragic story.

   They already knew from their own channels that Miss Nagfar, the thigh they finally hugged, would soon learn from Dean Lanyue.

   This golden thigh is worthless.

   They must find new patrons.

   As a warlock, a powerful enlightener who is willing to share knowledge, he is obviously a very good target to follow. They know that the relationship between Uncle Thakiel and the captain is so good that they wear a pair of trousers.

   is valued by Thalkiel, which means that they will become an important spellcasting force under the captain's command.

   is also miserable.

   The news that Nagfar is going to school is known to everyone except Nagfar himself, including the shield girls who have always cared about fighting and the fish who are busy fighting snails.

   But everyone worked together to hide this "good news", and prepared to give the respected and silly Miss Shipling a "surprise" on the school day.

   Hehe, all the villains are well-deserved.

   "Your Excellency Black, this is Dezko Dawnseeker Chief of the Sunwalker Tribe and the most important branch ally of the Bloodhoof Clan. They are all paladins born under the faith of the sun **** Anshe.

   I have shared with him the news we discovered during our journey. "

  Cairne Bloodhoof strode forward and introduced to Black on the barren coast a tall and strong brown-black tauren chief with a golden diamond warhammer on his back and a hint of ascetic temperament in silence.

   This cow is as strong as Kane.

However, unlike Kane's extroverted warrior temperament, his power is restrained. Although there are some slight differences in the form of expression, Black can feel the greatness of the Church of the Holy Light from the Dawnseeker Chief in front of him. The knights have a very similar aura.

   Especially when this "Sun Bull" wearing leather armor walks, the golden halo that appears and disappears outside the body represents that what he is practicing is also a bright road.

Um.

   This brown-black Holy Light Bull must have a lot in common with Old Man Fao.

   "Hello, Chief Dawnseeker."

  Black nodded to the Tauren Sunwalker who was looking at him, and said softly:

   "The sun **** Anshe has not accepted the pilgrimage of believers for the time being. He shoulders the mission of the gods, but I pay close attention to the situation in the great desert that mortals cannot step on.

  As soon as I get permission, I will send you to meet him immediately. "

"Um."

  The silent tauren paladin nodded.

   He didn't seem suspicious of Black's commitment, but the next second someone else expressed dissatisfaction.

   When Kane was about to continue to introduce his think tank and close comrade to Black, the shaman Hamuul Runetotem who was like a brother, an old and gloomy voice came from the cattle behind Kane.

   "Another eloquent outsider, he criticizes our ancient beliefs, he has no respect for this land, he calls his wicked servants allies, and sends them to the land of the Bloodhoof clan.

  I saw nothing but darkness in his eyes.

  Kane, you think you've brought back friends, but in my opinion, you may be too optimistic!

   Your friend and the centaur are the same thing. He is even better than the barbarians in the use of evil power. He is an outstanding predator with a cold and dark heart.

   Letting them participate in the affairs of the clan may bring even more terrible disasters to our clan. "

   This talking guy doesn't shy away from other people at all.

   She didn't even intend to hide her existence.

  As Black looked over Kane's tall shoulders, he soon saw a dark-skinned, tall, bright-eyed but hostile cow.

  Magatha Grimtotem.

  The "War Lady" of the Bloodhoof Clan.

  Well, this is just a very old honorific title in the tauren tribe, it has the same meaning as "prophet", it does not mean that Magatha is really old.

   In fact, she was in her prime, not even a few years older than Kane.

The black cow, with her shoulder-dropping double tresses and war-marks painted with white paint on both sides of her cow-like nose, was looking at Blake and the "evil forces" behind him with a hostile look. .

   "What did you say, you arrogant cow?"

  Black didn't say anything yet, the warlock trio became angry first, and they were like the most qualified vicious dogs, roaring at Magatha:

   "Apologize! Immediately apologize! Disrespectful cow!"

   "Apologize to our supreme and wicked captain! You are humiliating the entire undead fleet!"

   "Get down on your knees! Or tear your mouth apart!"

   "Hehe, a **** playing with evil forces."

  Magatha dismissed the rhetoric of the three warlocks. She leaned on a simple blackstone staff and said with a sneer:

   "Come on, let's see who Mother Earth prefers."

   "Go back."

  Black waved his fingers, and the angry warlock trio got down in an instant, leaving the already warm stage to their evil captain.

  The smelly pirate nodded slightly to the worried Kane, indicating that he didn't have to worry.

   He looked at the hostile Magatha and said:

   "Cairne is fighting a cultist named Twilight's Hammer in the sand, and he's worried you're sending the zealous, bellicose and stupid youngsters of the Bloodhoof clan to a point of no return.

   But I know his worries are superfluous.

  Magatha Grimtotem, you are definitely a careerist and conspirator who cannot be reassured, but your loyalty to Mother Earth and the power of the elements is impeccable.

  You despise those scum who associate with the Fallen Void.

  You didn't send the tauren loyal to you into the Twilight's Hammer, you just secretly sent them to Thousand Needles to protect the essence of the people and use it as a turnaround force in times of crisis.

   Let me be more precise, they are now at Black Cloud Peak. "

   Black sneered and looked at the war old woman whose complexion changed drastically in front of him.

   He snorted and said in a prophetic tone of voice:

   "You know for yourself that the Bloodhoof clan's stay in Desolace is just a dead end. You oppose Kane because you think Kane is cowardly and incompetent, but you don't want your clan to be destroyed by centaurs.

  You may just be using your own way to protect your own people.

  You are convinced of the prophecy that your father told you before he died, the wailing of the ancestor's soul at midnight confirms this, and the pained groan of Mother Earth convinces you that you are doing the right thing.

   'Outsiders will bring disaster'! "

  Blake spoke in the Tauren language of the prophecy that was hidden deep in Magatha's heart and was told to her by her most admired father. This alone was enough to make Magatha's heart shake.

   Because she never told anyone the prophecy she believed in.

   This guy in front of me

   A bit of skill!

   But Blake is not as simple as "something".

   He stared at Magatha's evasive eyes. Although he only said a few words, he completely overwhelmed her in momentum. The smelly pirate coughed a few times and said to Magatha:

   "I'm different from Kane, who has always tolerated you. I don't have so much sympathy for others, and I don't have much sympathy left, and that's definitely not for you.

  I'm also familiar with dealing with villains, so let's cut out the red tape.

  I give you a condition, and you give me an answer.

  I will open the seal of Deepholm and release the Elemental Lord Stonemother. I need the help of a legendary shaman, two would be better. Elder Drek'Thar of the Frostwolf clan has already gone to Spear Valley at my arrangement.

you!

  Magatha Grimtotem.

  You're either going to help, I'll give you a new job in my fleet when this is over, leave Bloodhoof forever and don't cause any more trouble for my friends.

  Or, get ready to collect the corpses of the tauren you hid in the Black Cloud Peak. The horrors born from the Silithus desert have surrounded them.

   As long as you say 'no' to me, their delicious and juicy beef will be the rations for the bugs.

How about it?

  Is this request reasonable? "

  The pirate smiled implicitly, he took out a pirate pocket watch and looked at it, then shook it in front of Magatha, and said:

   "Tick tock, you have ten minutes to answer."

   "Countdown, start!"

   (end of this chapter)