Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1132 228. Don't call me Black when discussing loyalty, call me His Royal Highness

On the   Nagfar, the first mate Longsefiel has been trying to calm Blake, she has used "all methods", but still can't, after all, the Naga did indeed make rude behavior.

   Even this is when Black insists not to actively disturb them.

  The stinky pirates have endured to this point, but the Naga still take the initiative to provoke. For any person with status, who can endure this cowardice?

   "Send a message to Little Star."

   On the deck of the Nagfar, which was slowly docked and wrapped in the mist of ocean pollution, the pirate who was still furious was sorting out his Luna armor while saying to Sefir who had changed his clothes behind him:

   "Let her summon and release all her Yalongs, and then transfer some dragonmen from the local blue dragons to cooperate with us to attack the ruins of Azshara from the ground.

   Let her new valet Melinthera contact the Silver Wing Sentinels stationed at the junction of Azshara Peninsula and Ashenvale Forest. Didn't they always want to attack the Naga on the border of Azshara?

   Now is the chance.

   After I pass, you activate the Tide Stone on the ship to block the Storm Sea, and I will not allow any soft-skinned snake to leave here alive!

  I dare to launch an attack even if I take the initiative to retreat, I can't imagine what they can do in the future!

   must be taught a lesson. "

   "Pumball brought back your wine from the sea with its murlocs"

  Sefir covered her face with a headache, she whispered to persuade:

   "Although I lost a few barrels, most of them are there. There is no need to get this step, right? You also said that the naga have been operating here for thousands of years, and they have an advantage in this ruined land.

  This is still the old capital of the Elf Empire, and the Nagas can't give up on their own initiative. "

   "Wouldn't that be better?"

  Black put on the owl helmet, moved his neck and said:

   "I just want them to stick to the ruins, it might be a little troublesome to kill them in the deep sea, but as soon as they come ashore, they're like a bunch of sad landlubbers.

   Besides, what are these soft-skinned snakes trying to do to contain bloodsail pirates on a large scale during this time?

   occupying the deep sea is not enough, is this a plan to meddle in the affairs of the sea? "

   "Ha, I knew it."

   Hearing this, Sefir raised his head sharply, blinked his eyes and said:

   "You sure don't go crazy for a few barrels of wine. I guess you have long wanted to teach Azshara's naga a lesson, but you just lacked a reason?"

   "Not all of them."

  Black glanced at the ship's side, where the croaking murloc pirates were using fishing nets to bring the wine barrels they found on the seabed to the deck.

   I don’t know if the fish people are lucky, or the Naga have done too many bad things locally. When the little fish people were searching for Blake’s wine on the seabed, they also accidentally found another sunken elf merchant ship.

   A lot of moonshine wine was found in that cabin, which is a real old wine.

   As a result, not only did Blake not lose a few barrels of Winterspring fire wine, but he also gained a lot of fine wine collections that could be put in the wine cabinet. But this unexpected good fortune was not enough to soothe the "anger" of the smelly pirates.

   "In my plan, the end of the South China Sea Route will soon be extended from Thorntooth City to this stormy sea. I even agreed with the elves to build a trading station on the coast of Azshara."

  Black took out the head of the wolf and spun the halberd in his hand. He said to his first mate:

"If this group of soft-skinned snakes who don't do good deeds continue to entrenched here, who would dare to come here to do maritime trade? Although there will be tauren here in the future, but Kane and his clan People are not good at naval warfare after all.

  The naga took the initiative to provoke, and I attacked them head-on to kill their power here, and by the way, I dedicated all the bloodsail pirate cultists hiding here to the void.

   Of course, the benefits don’t stop there. "

  The smelly pirate whistled, summoned his seahorse mount to the side of the ship, and turned back and said to Sefir:

   "We're asking for help from the native sea giants, Azshara's sea giants are notoriously savage and xenophobic, but they've been battling the naga for control of Azshara's shores.

   So when we kill the naga, we are actually gaining the favor of the local sea giants. By the way, we use this way of fighting against the 'foreign enemy' to show our loyalty to His Majesty the tide hunter who no longer trusts me.

  You see, this is a good thing to kill four birds with one stone.

  Why not do it? "

  The pirate jumped off the deck and landed right on the dorsal fin saddle of the silver seahorse.

The croaking little murloc also carried its elemental dung fork, swam over with two salted fish hammers on his waist, and jumped smoothly into the pouch of the seahorse Poseidon.

  Blake waved to Sefir, who was left behind on the ship, and then drove the seahorse into the mist permeating the sea.

   Soon the ghost ship sailed off the coast amid the cheerful pirate singing of Miss Ship Spirit and headed out to sea.

  Ten minutes later, the smelly pirate Blake, who had just set foot on the Azshara coast, walked on the ivory-white sandy beach and looked out to the bay not far away.

  The Shield Maidens had already shed a storm of lightning there, and the demons summoned by Thal'kiel had set off a fire in the ruins, and the frontal attack on the ruins of Azshara had begun.

   Even better, the bloodsail pirates held by the naga escaped from the bay where they were hiding.

  A dozen ships, large and small, were struggling to cross the reverberating tide, trying to get out of here before the war escalated further.

   But how could Blake let them run away?

   "Go, take your murlocs and wait under the sea."

  The smelly pirate said to Pemberpa with the dung fork under his feet:

   "As soon as any bloodsail pirates jump into the water, drown them all. I don't want to be captured."

  “呱”

   The little murloc straightened his waist and gave a pirate military salute. He turned around and rushed towards the water washing the beach. Blake moved his wrists and estimated the distance between himself and the pirate ships.

   After more than ten seconds, the burning void meteor roared down from the sky, hitting the first ship of the Bloodsail Pirates head-on in an extremely precise fall.

   Their fallen sages summoned a tide shield to resist the meteorite bombardment, but the Void energy that then unfolded dyed the entire ship purple-black.

  The blue-blue bat wings flapped in the burning black smoke, carrying Black on the flagship of the bloodsail pirate, and the gas explosion technique that the smelly pirate unleashed on the ship emptied the entire deck.

   In the screams of the bloodsail pirates who stretched their voices, they were thrown into the sky, and then fell into the surrounding sea water in the dance of the goddess scattered flowers.

   Guys who can be pirates should have good water skills.

   But unfortunately, what they will face next is not just the crisis of hypoxia and suffocation.

No one tried to stop the ship to rescue the two attacked ships, but in the coral waters ahead of the pirate ships who had run away, when Gazrilla, the holy beast of undead pirates, poked his huge three heads out of the sea, Even the most stubborn bloodsails felt despair.

   The other party came prepared!

   They are finished.

   "cough cough cough"

   In the violent coughing sound, a thin and tall blood sail commander rushed out of the burning cabin with a waist knife, and he was also guarded by two twisted fallen faceless people.

   The blade in his hand was stained with blood, and he must have sacrificed his crew just now to summon the Fallen Void to protect him.

   But unfortunately, as soon as this guy rushed to the deck, he saw Blake Shaw, who was standing in the rolling flames in front of him, picking up his female pirate chief officer by the neck.

   In the chilling sound of the spine bruising, the poor female pirate's body twitched and stopped struggling.

"Snapped"

  The corpse of the cultist who believed in the Corruptor was thrown into the scorching fire behind him. Black, wearing an owl mask, turned his head and looked at the tall and thin young man with a desperate face.

He says:

   "You look so much like Farreville, you should be his son, right? Did you hear that your sister Jesse Farreville died? I killed her with my own hands.

   It's like I'm going to kill you with my own hands now.

   Poor Farreville is going to have another funeral, but I don't think he's sad. After all, when he betrayed the Proudmoore family, he should be prepared for cruel revenge.

   This sea is huge.

   But it does not hold betrayal! "

  Black reached out and took off his headstock, tossed his long golden hair on the flaming deck, and looked at the young man who was holding the sailor's knife tightly in front of him.

   He pointed to the deck in front of him and said:

   "Do you still recognize me? Do you still recognize the prince you should be loyal to?

  If you still have a trace of shame, then come over and kneel! I will pardon your infidelity with blood, the last mercy the Farrevilles can get from Proudmoore. "

   "You gave up the Proudmoore surname long ago, and you are now a shameful pirate, just like me."

   Young Lord Farreville raised his knife and scolded Black:

   "If you say betrayal, you are the first to betray your family! What qualifications do you have to judge me? Blake Shaw, are you still expecting to return to your home?

   Sober up.

   No one will accept a vile pirate as king, and Daelin will either do his duty as king to kill you and protect Proudmoore's honor, or join you and lose his throne forever.

  When you choose to be a pirate, you drag your family into the abyss with your own hands.

   You have gone crazy.

  You are more thorough than we are!

   At least we still have an evil **** we can believe in, what do you have left? "

   "That's a good question, I'll answer you like that."

  Blake held it lightly in front of him, and the white sword Shalator, whistling through the raging fire, fell into his hands obediently, and the pirate waved it gently, and the wind of the sword brought about instantly extinguished the flames of the entire deck.

   With his sword in hand, he walked towards the traitor son of Farreville in front of him.

   Every step he took brought the shadows behind him tumbling over the deck in the sun, like night falling behind him, dispelling all the light.

He says:

   "I still have my fleet, I still have my fame, I still have my strength, I still have my career and my determination.

  I am no longer a prince, but beyond the traitor and pirate label, I have many, many beautiful things that a rat like you can't imagine.

   I guess, you've been wondering why I made such a crazy decision after returning from death.

   The answer is simple.

   As a prince and future king, I cannot kill without restraint like I am now. I gave up the rules that would restrain me, and in exchange for a free life.

   Well, the freedom I want is not the shoddy rhetoric you use to avoid responsibility,

  I can do whatever I want without having to consider other people's evaluations and constraints on me.

  You **** think that evil is powerful, but you are just sad people who depend on the leftovers from the mercy of the good people in this world, thinking that they should all be afraid of your shamelessness and madness.

   But I am different. "

   "Ow"

   The two faceless men from the abyss roared and rushed towards Black, which made the terrifying thing that mortals fear sent out a chaotic mental shock to stop the pirates' footsteps.

   But their evil projections couldn't make a ripple in the pirate's spiritual world. Instead, it was the emptiness that lingered around Black's body, which made the Faceless become sluggish when approaching.

  The humming white sword cuts left and right in the rotation of the pirate's wrist, pulling out a brilliant sword light staggered.

The evil guard summoned by the sacrifice of more than 20 bloodsail pirates could not even stop Blake's death footsteps for a moment, and was cut into dirty pieces of flesh tumbling all over the floor in the sharp scream of Shalator. .

   Smelly blood sprayed everywhere.

   They dripped on the deck with a rust of corrosion, their void power unleashed on this decent ship, drenching it in frenzied darkness.

   This ship cannot be had.

it's a pity.

"boom"

Commander Bloodsail swung his sword in desperation, but at the first contact of the weapon, his blade was severed from the center by Shalator, and even the pair of hateful eyes splattered after the blade slashed. blood.

   He wailed in pain, covered his severed eyes and knelt to the ground, and at this moment Black's blade touched the guy's neck.

   Judging from his gestures alone, it was as if he was begging for his forgiveness as the pirates said.

   "The ignorant call you and me both pirates and villains, but you should know very well that I am not like you."

   Black said softly:

   "They call you evil because you are really immersed in evil, but they call me evil because they can't think of a darker word to describe me.

   Stop howling.

  After you die, I will send your head back to your father, just like I sent your sister's head to the Echo Isles, the family should be in order at the last moment.

   I won't go to your father myself.

  I thought, the fear I brought him had filled his pathetic soul.

  He has been immersed in my shadow and panicked all day long, and I imagined that one night, I came to his bed with punishment.

   But I wouldn't do that.

   That would be boring.

  I will let him be defeated by his own fear, sink into the abyss of despair and eventually turn himself into a sad monster, there will be many people of justice rushing to take his head to prove himself.

I ask you.

   Do you know why the Kul Tiras Navy always likes to hang pirates in public? "

  No one answered Black's words.

   The young man who was slumped into mud before his eyes was overwhelmed by the fear of death.

  Even if he claims that the Corruptors protect his heart, not even the evil Old God can infuse courage into a cowardly soul.

   He covered his blind eyes, his fingers were full of blood, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

   "Alas, that was a painful punishment and a kind warning."

  Black raised the sharp blade in his hand, like a final farewell before an executioner, he said to the young man who had gone astray:

   "When the corpses of the pirates swayed in the wind, and when they took their last breaths in pain, those who watched the hanging would know that being hanged with ropes would lose the meaning of existence in a chorus of spit.

  This is the price of doing bad things!

   That cruel ritual is to lead people to goodness.

   The demise of the Bloodsail Pirates can have the same effect.

  When the heads of the three of you father and son were hung in front of the gate of Proudmoore Fortress, the Ashvane family who also chose the wrong monarch and were about to move will know.

   Loyal obedience is the best reward.

  Dailyn is really a weak ruler, he needs me to wipe his **** in everything.

  Bah, pathetic guy. "

   (end of this chapter)