Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 124 34. Recruitment in progress

   "Where did you poison Akunda from?"

In the caravan of the    Foxman, the interrogation continued.

  The noble Akunda with a complicated background has given up his resistance. According to the fate of the guys he knew who murdered Loa but failed, he was basically dead.

   Even if the simple and honest Akunda did not take his life, but not every one of the sincere believers of the God of Storms was as kind as Loa.

   Once the powerful guys in Zuldazar know what he does, they will never let him go.

   He will die miserably under the swords of the fierce guards of the Golden Empire.

   The human pirate in front of him was his only chance to survive.

   So facing Black's question, Zarak didn't have much resistance, so he told the truth.

   After being beaten all night, the miserable guy sat up with difficulty and whispered to the pirates:

"That is the poison of the gods from Shadra, which I bought from those priests. Shadra is a silk dancer, a **** of conspiracy, and its followers are also a group of people who fear the world will not be chaotic. 's color.

   Of the ten crimes in Zuldazar, seven were related to them.

   They graciously sold it to me without even asking me what I needed the venom for.

   After learning about my actions, they didn’t even want the money. Every once in a while, they would take the initiative to send new venom to Wharton. They were looking forward to my success in killing Akunda.

   But they give very little at a time, and I don't have any more Shadra Venom in my hand. "

   "Why are you targeting Akunda?"

  Black played with the dagger and asked again:

   "Akunda is a powerful loa, and even if all goes well with you, it will take many years to kill him.

  If I were you, I would first target those weak loa.

   Do you know that outside Zandalar, there are many Loa gods for you to choose from, such as in your father's hometown, where the Loa gods are no less than Zandalar.

And in the blood of the frost trolls, there is blood of crime and darkness. Compared with the reverence of the Zandalar trolls for the Loa god, the Drakkari troll kingdom in Northrend is naked to the Loa. use.

   Didn't your father tell you.

   Ah, I forgot, he died before you were born.

   Of course you wouldn't know what a tyrannical, savage and bloodthirsty tribe your father came from, but that's not the point. "

  The pirate stopped, and he asked in a deep voice:

   "Do you know how to capture Loa's divine power?"

   "I don't know much."

  Zarak suddenly raised his head and glanced at the pirate when he heard this question.

   When he saw Blake's sharp eyes, he understood that the human being in front of him also had the same dark thoughts as him. This made Venerable Akunda grin.

he knows.

   I can survive.

   said to Black in a very frank tone:

   "The priests of Shadra only told me how to make loa weak, and they promised that once Akunda became too weak, they would teach me how to draw power.

   But I don't believe those guys at all, they just treat me as an outcast.

   Once I put Akunda into extreme weakness, they come and pick peaches, I don't let them, I control the dose very carefully.

   Let Akunda gradually weaken, and prolong this time, so that he has the capital to bargain with those silk dancer priests. "

   "That's a pity, you guy is not as valuable as I thought."

  Blake was a little disappointed, he glanced at Zaraq and said:

   "You can't stay here any longer. Be a pirate with your heart in the future. Your dark wisdom may be of some use to me. Go and find Evil Eye, he will arrange a new job.

   Well done, newcomer. "

   "Captain, although I can't provide you with a way to extract Loa's divine power, I can find a very powerful crew for you!"

  Zarak got up with difficulty, he wiped the blood on his face, touched the broken fangs with some regret, and looked left and right, his face showed the expression of a standard two-five boy.

   He rubbed his hands together and said to Black:

   "Most of the Waldun Desert are a bunch of idiots who have been tortured and insane. Their existence is meaningless. No one pays attention to whether they are dead or alive. Zuldazar will send 'new people' every month.

   Most of them are not worth paying attention to.

   But I know a guy who is awesome.

  He's been living here for several years, and I've been following him, trying to pull him into my plan, but that guy has a mental problem, he's crazy.

   He is a powerful apothecary who is said to have served the Dark Prophet Zul, and no one knows why he is mad.

   But trust me, Captain.

  If you can recruit him, it will definitely give your career a powerful boost! "

   This troll is obviously using the intelligence he has to show the pirates his worth and that he is "useful".

   This positive attitude made Blake frown.

   He was also interested and asked:

   "Oh, there is such a character? What's that guy's name? Where is he?"

   "His name is Raenka, right in the Weathered Oasis, where he found a cave and claims to run the only 'hotel' in the Wharton Desert, and I've been there a few times."

   Having said this, Zaraq moved his body a little uncomfortable and said to the pirates:

   "But every time I go there I feel weird and uncomfortable, it's not a good place, but Raenka's pharmacy skills are definitely not to be underestimated.

   I got the poison I used to control the exiles from him, and he also handled the sand fruit that I used to poison Akunda.

   If you think about it, I don't need to use exaggerated descriptions to make a powerful God Luoa, who can't perceive the existence of toxins, how high his level is. "

   "Well, the Gold Teeth Gang."

  The pirate suddenly got up, he rubbed his forehead and thought to himself:

   "I came here in such a hurry that I forgot about these guys. When I did this quest chain in the game, it made me a lot of fun.

   Those guys are indeed talents. "

   "Very good, I have seen your abilities, you will definitely become an excellent pirate."

  Black moved his fingers, he glanced at the scorching sun outside the caravan, and said to Zarak:

   "Go and have a rest, we will set off in the afternoon to Fenghua Oasis. I can't wait to meet that crazy pharmacist."

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  The orcs' cleanup of the ruins of Atu'Aman is progressing rapidly.

   There are foxes who are familiar with the local terrain as guides, and exiles who are poisoned, dizzy and hard to think as cannon fodder, and the legendary assassin Garona assisted.

   The gang of exiles who were entrenched in the desert ruins not far from the temple were quickly thrown into chaos.

   The leader of these guys is a Sandfury troll.

This is normal.

  The Sandfury trolls from the north of Kalimdor originally thrived in the great desert. They are probably the most suitable group of people among all the exiles who are most suitable for the environment of Wharton.

  While the trolls of the other clans were tortured to death by the desert, the Sandfury trolls were as comfortable as home.

  Under the organization of these guys, this exile gang is extremely powerful.

   But Wharton, this ghost place, really has nothing.

   No matter how big their power is, there is a limit.

The number of    is too large, and the gang leader can't afford it. Even the magical Sandfury troll can't conjure food and water out of thin air.

   In short, in the afternoon, Black sat in a caravan driven by Eudora himself, with the No. 2 dogleg. When the newcomer Zalak arrived at the ruins of Artu Aman, the orcs were already clearing the battlefield.

   "Keep all the big ones, tied their hands and stuffed them into the caravan! Take them to Zemland Port to be cannon fodder."

  Black hung half-length outside the Mercedes-Benz alpaca caravan, and shouted to Brother Black Hand:

   "Kill the little ones!

   They mean nothing to me except the soul. For the things you grab, according to the previous distribution model, the share left to me, the rest will be distributed by yourself.

   If you can't take it away, sell it to the fox, and exchange some more medicinal materials. "

  Although the pirate corps has not yet officially formed, Black has already begun to handle the spoils the way the pirates do.

  According to his requirements, all the plundered wealth and materials will be divided into four parts, the largest part of course belongs to the captain, and the second part is slightly smaller, for the two brothers of the black hand.

The third part of    is equally divided among the other orcs who followed the captain all the way to Waldun, and everyone has a share.

   The last point is left to the quartermaster as a reserve for the entire pirate regiment.

   There was no quartermaster before, but now that there is, Blake left Eudora here and was responsible for receiving all kinds of things found in the ruins.

   But apart from the noisy distribution of spoils, because most orcs don't have magic luggage, they can only tie their belongings and find some leather bags and the like to tie them to their bodies.

   looks like a group of beggar gang members, it really affects his image.

  Although they have money and nowhere to spend in this desolate Wharton Desert, everyone is satisfied that they can get the reward they deserve for their hard work.

   "Second mate of the black hand, you continue to be here, and follow the fox guide to hunt down those little gangsters."

  The pirate captain looked left and right, and then ordered his first mate:

   "I'll go to Fenghua Oasis to explore the road first, and I'll meet you there tomorrow. The caravans of the fox people have been sold to us, so just pack it for me! Pack hard!

   The more prisoners the better.

  If the number of cannon fodders is not enough, when the time comes to fight, you can only let you orcs stand up. See what I mean? "

   Brother Black Hand looked at each other and nodded in unison.

   Not far away, the warlock Evil Eye was also working diligently. Several ravagers followed him with axes and chopped down those skinny trolls who couldn’t even be cannon fodder.

   Then the warlock absorbs the soul, throws it into the soul stone, and uses it as the casting material.

   "Lady, come with me."

  Blake called out to the shadow of the caravan, then closed the door, and the masked No. 2 dog-leg Zarak drove the alpaca caravan all the way to Fenghua Oasis.

   That place is the only large oasis in the entire Waldun Desert.

   All creatures, including foxmen, know that place, but unless it is necessary, very few people will take the initiative to go there.

   Because of this place, Fenghua Oasis, how do you say it?

   is a little weird.

This oasis is not big, the alpaca caravan is parked in the center, right by the water, just enough for the alpaca pulling the car to eat grass and drink water, while Blake and Garona, under the leadership of Zaraq, walk into the the deepest part of the canyon.

   Outside a cave that ordinary people can't even notice, the second dog leg stretched his voice and shouted into the cave:

   "Raenka! Are you here? I've brought new guests to your hotel."

   "Ah, there are guests?"

   A strange voice sounded in the cave, and soon, a Zandalari troll with ragged clothes and madness in his eyes ran out.

   He was barefoot, with a warm and weird smile on that standard troll face.

   Just like the innkeeper, he invited Blake and Garona into his cave.

   As he walked, he shouted:

   "Warney, Glengar, and Manzur! Stop being so lazy, hurry up! Get up, the guests are here! Bring out our Warlord spree and Scorpion King spree.

  Guests will definitely be interested.

   Well, Zulsan ran away again, I know that guy always dislikes me and can't find guests, but he is my best friend

  Well, I wouldn't say you're not good friends.

   Just, hehe.

   I have the best conversation with Zulsan, you all know that. "

   The troll's voice echoed in the cave, but no one answered him.

  Garona glanced at the small cave, but didn't see anyone other than Raenka at all. But he did appear to be talking to the other three.

  To be honest, this scene is a bit intimidating.

   "Is he really crazy? Or"

After   Garona entered Zandalar, she saw all kinds of strange things along the way, and her knowledge was continuously developed, so she was not sure at this time, the "innkeeper" in front of her was a lunatic.

   There is still another inside story.

   But she is a legendary assassin, but she didn't feel the existence of ghosts and the like around her, so she could only turn to the "all-knowing" Black.

  The pirate raised his finger, made a silent gesture, and said in a strange and intimidating tone:

   "Don't be so rude, ma'am."

   "The members of the Golden Teeth Gang are looking at us. It's not a good habit to doubt the master on other people's grounds."

   (end of this chapter)