Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1254 4. What? There are still pirates in this broken place? - Monthly Pass Plus Update [1925]

  Black proved his precise control of the draenei mentality with facts.

   After the group brought the heads of nearly 200 evil orcs as gifts, the ruthless hunters who were hiding in the mountains suddenly became enthusiastic towards them.

   Hate is such an unreasonable thing.

  The best way to quickly become friends with someone is to choose the same enemy.

   Obviously, the draenei who have experienced the terrible massacre have not forgotten the blood feud, and this group of former pacifists has carved hatred into their bones.

   They carried the heads of the orcs and went back to their broken temple in the mountains, making a group of draenei exiles living here as happy as the festival.

   In disguise, Rexxar saw a female draenei warrior who had lost an arm, carrying the heads of two orcs, worshipping her family in the cemetery outside the temple.

   He also saw a group of shatters in the temple praying to the silent elemental power of this world with the skulls of evil orcs.

   This scene made Rexxar very uncomfortable.

   He was not saddened by the death of the evil orcs. Those **** who voluntarily drank the demon blood twice were not worthy of pity at all, he was just feeling sad for these draenei.

  The past of hatred and disaster changed them forever, because of the war, they also embraced the war. These are the evils that the orcs have done in this world over the past thirty years.

   This sin cannot be repaid in their entire lives.

  Zhou Zhuo is also recording everything he sees.

   This scene made the pandaren look miserable, and these exiled warriors were very different from the noble and gentle draenei he had heard from Black.

   They started to become savage.

   But it's not their problem, no one can blame them.

  Blake wouldn't think so much. Heartless pirates have seen such scenes many times, and the suffering has long been unable to move him.

  He will be discussing the essence of the way of hunting with Archbishop Neri, and invite Archbishop Neri to join the secret passage.

   Such enthusiasm is not because the stinky pirate has any unreasonable thoughts about the old lady ranger who is old enough to be a grandmother for Dalene, it is purely because the other party is a draenei.

   is still a standard hoof girl.

   That's enough.

  When the pirate traveled in this world in another way, seven of the ten "Salvation Warriors" he manipulated were all kinds of hoof girls.

  This strange creature has a slender and plump figure, and the recurve hooves are a bit strange, but the small tails that sway when they run are enough to make up for all the discomfort.

  They have cute little horns on their heads, plump lips and a pair of focused eyes, and each has long legs that are enough to make all men fall.

  It is even more unique to dance enthusiastically.

  Who wouldn't like such a hoof girl?

  This is pure love.

   But Blake is a normal young man who smokes and drinks too much, and likes to rob and do bad things. He is a bad guy with all five poisons, and it is harmless to add a hobby like hoof girls.

   To be honest, if the stinky pirate is allowed to choose the chance to be reborn again, his first choice is of course to be a comfortable old farmer on the Pandaria Mid-Levels Farm.

   And the second choice is definitely to be a handsome, strong draenei male who does not grow an octopus beard.

   Anyone who understands why.

   "I actually have a good impression of humans."

When she was about to arrive at the main hall of the Temple of Tahamat, Ms. Neri, the chief ranger of the draenei, adjusted her hood, revealing her half-broken left corner, and pulled up the hunting skin on her body. A, show the pirates her waist pinched.

   But it's not a spring outburst.

  Because there is a terrible wound on Ms. Neri's waist, according to the experience of pirates killing people for many years, this wound is definitely fatal.

   The archbishop in front of him was lucky enough to save his life.

  The mature hoof girl legendary hunter said with a sigh:

   "If it wasn't for your human paladins who rescued me outside Shattrath, I would have met you in the form of a tombstone, Lord Black.

   The Prophet told me that although those Paladins saved me, the Brave Paladins saved me because you rescued me from the terrible doom of death while the prophecies of Azeroth interfered with my destiny.

   This is equivalent to your saving my life. "

   "Oh, there is still such a relationship between us, this is something I didn't expect."

  The pirate laughed, waved his hands and said modestly:

   "But these are trivial things, and it is our duty for prophets to seek change for the better."

   "Alas, you are so right, if only our Prophet Velen had understood this sooner"

   Archbishop Neri said something resentful.

   But instead of fully stating her complaints about the Prophet Velen, she changed the subject and said:

   "Stop talking, Lord Black, the Prophet asked us to cooperate with all your actions as much as possible. He said that he saw in the chaotic prophecy the changes you will bring to this troubled world.

  We draenei believe in prophecy.

   We are also looking forward to the changes that you, the alien prophet, will bring to us. "

   "Very well, this is the subtle cooperation between prophets."

  Black followed Archbishop Nellie into the main hall of the temple in front of him. There was an old Draenei priest, a vigilante in armor, and a wretched creature with a huddled body.

   That guy seems to have a kind of disability all over his body. He has no noble appearance at all. His eyes are sluggish, his mouth is full of horrible teeth, and his limbs are short but his stomach is large.

   If it weren't for the elemental power floating around him, this guy would be no different from a savage beast.

   But Black knew that this creature called the Broken had the same noble appearance as the majestic draenei beside him, but they were just twisted by evil forces and caused the sad depravity of body and mind.

   "The Wise Amann, the Vindicator Sedan and the Remnant Crown Shaman Naladu, these three are the leaders of this Broken Temple and the defenders of the local compatriots."

  Archbishop Nellie introduced the three people in front of Blake, she said:

   "Before I brought the rangers here, they had been fighting orcs and demons here for a long time, and they were all credible and respectable people."

   "We have received orders from the Prophet, Lord Black."

   The old priest Amann, who was the chief, saluted Black respectfully, and said:

   “We are also ready for change.”

The vigilante next to    nodded, but the short-statured Broken looked at Black with a suspicious look. Obviously, as the Broken, he did not completely belong to the civilization of the Draenei.

   He was also less obedient to the prophet's orders than the draenei.

   He thinks that this guy in front of him is not worthy of 100% trust, because the weak force of the element is telling him that there is terrible darkness in this guy in front of him.

   "Very well, everyone, let me stress once, I'm not here to rob you of your command, and I'm not here to drive innocents to death."

  Black ignored the questioning of the Shaman of the Broken. He spread his hands and said to the four draenei leaders in front of him:

   "I used the head of an orc to prove my sincerity and my strength, and the demon hunters under my command have also sharpened their knives and are ready to chop down a few demons to vent their anger.

  I am going to start a war on Hellfire Peninsula to completely connect Draenor and my world. It is not enough for you to fight alone. If you want to protect this world from the attack of demons, you will need help.

   And in my world, people of insight are ready to help you, not because we love peace, but because everyone has a common enemy.

  If Draenor was gone, Azeroth would be left alone.

  This simple truth I think everyone can understand, this is the basis of our future cooperation. "

   Several draenei and the Broken nodded.

   This is not wrong, and it is very sincere. How can mutual trust between the two worlds be achieved so easily? If Black's first words were hypocritical trust or something, then they should be more vigilant.

   "I noticed that there are still nearly a hundred old and weak women and children in the temple. This is not acceptable. The war is a kind of harm to them."

  Black shook his head and said:

   "These innocents must be taken to safety before we can start operations."

   "There is no safe place in all of Draenor."

   Archbishop Neri sighed and said:

   "Even the Nagrand Prairie has demonic portals, and the city of Shattrath is full of demonic eyeliners. It is not safe for our people to go anywhere."

   "I didn't say it was Draenor either, there's nothing to cherish in this shabby place."

  The pirate rolled his eyes and said:

   "Send them to Azeroth.

The   Dark Portal has been opened by us and is now free to enter and exit, sending a team of Rangers and Vindicators to lead the innocent into our world.

   You'd better send someone to defend there, I think the demons may attack there.

  I will give you a map, and there will be my people on the other side of the Dark Portal to pick you up. Settle down in Watch Fort first, and then you can freely choose where you want to go.

   Whether it is Stormwind Kingdom or Blackrock Mountain, my island kingdom welcomes you too.

   And this is not something to do only in the Temple of Tahamat, please give my advice to the Prophet, the safe world he has been looking for for his people has opened his doors to him.

  I know you still have the flying magic battleship Stormhold and its three **** ships. In short, gather the draenei civilians from the world of Draenor and send them to Azeroth as soon as possible.

  Only after they are all evacuated, can the warriors let go of their hands and feet and fight the demons to the end. "

   These words silenced the draenei in the temple.

  The pirate's suggestion is a bit too bold, they can't speak out because of their affection, but the Broken who are outside the draenei civilization have no such worries.

  The Shaman of the Remnant Crown grabbed his staff and asked in a hoarse voice:

   "What you're asking us to do is to gamble all our hopes on your word, maybe your world is fine, but your assurances don't reassure us.

   You are not the King of Azeroth

  Why did your people and kings listen to your arrangement to accept a group of exiles from another world? We have been in contact with your paladins before, and with those arrogant Quel'dorei elven forerunners.

   We don't know everything about Azeroth.

   That world is complicated, much more complicated than Draenor. "

"good question!"

   Black applauded and said:

   "Then I will answer you, kings and chiefs must accept you!

   Not because of how authoritative I am or how great I am, but just because if they upset me and I am in a bad mood I will cause them big trouble.

   They don't want to face my big trouble, so they have to please me.

   Are you satisfied with this answer?

   Besides, since you have been in contact with the Paladins, you should know that human beings also believe in the Holy Light, and we and you are fellow travelers among the stars.

  Common belief, is this guarantee enough? "

   "We will advise the Prophet."

  The wise man Amann nodded and reluctantly accepted Black's statement, but Vindicator Cerdan said at this time:

   "If you're going to transport civilians through the Dark Portal, you can't just focus on the attacks of demons and fel orcs, but also the threat from the Contaminated Sea.

   Those black spirit pirates have regarded it as their own territory, and they will not let us pass through Hellfire Peninsula safely. "

   "Huh? What did you say?"

  Black suddenly heard a familiar name that had disappeared for a long time. He blinked and looked at Vindicator Cerdan and Archbishop Neri, and said:

   "I may have heard it wrong just now. Are my dear Black Spirit pirates also operating here? Are the Black Knights serving Lord Sargeras in this world?"

   "Lord Sargeras?"

   Black's honorific title to the Dark Titan instantly made the eyes of several people in front of him widen.

   Good guy!

   Such an honorific title! You also said that you are not an undercover agent of the Legion?

   "Don't worry about these details."

  Smelly Pirate shrugged and said:

"People always have an idol to support themselves to become a better person. My worship of Lord Sargeras does not affect my torture of demons, just as Velen worships the Holy Light, and it does not affect his rejection of the recruitment and protection of the Holy Light Legion. .

  Come on, tell me more about the Black Spirit pirates here.

   I'm very interested. "

   Several draenei looked at each other, and the Vindicator Cerdan, who was most familiar with local defense, said:

   "Those black spirit pirates appeared half a year ago. They first worked on Gorgrond's side, and then a demon invasion broke out. We can already be sure that those black knights who act strangely are demon pioneers.

   Wherever they go, they will only leave magic casting camps and portals all over the land, and they will do their best to plunder all kinds of treasures.

  Many clansmen whose souls were captured by evil joined them, and some tigers and arakkoa in the Spires of Arak were also recruited and slaughtered by them.

   Not to mention the chaotic evil orcs.

  The Black Spirit pirates have huge ogre marines, and they have built a huge fleet in the waters of Draenor to go around chaos.

   Their base camp is on the Zangarhai side, but they also built a dock on the Ashland Peninsula outside Hellfire Peninsula. These guys are not as desperate as the demons, but they are indeed a headache. "

   "They're a bunch of offal, a bunch of disgusting flies."

   Archbishop Neri also said with disgust:

   "Serving demons shamelessly, expecting more power from their demon masters, such traitors are always more disgusting than their enemies."

"understood."

  Blake's eyes grew brighter and he snapped his fingers and said:

   "Aren't you going to help me? Then let's start my first battle in Draenor, Ashland, I want that place!"

  The smelly pirate rubbed his hands together and said with joy:

   "I'm still worried that I can't find a helper in this other world. My incompetent subordinates are too busy to support me in Azeroth, but now, someone is so eager to prepare a fleet for me in advance.

Wow.

   Hei Ling's good brothers are so gentle, I really want to cry.

   But since everyone has prepared gifts for me, if I don’t take them, I will look down on their offerings too much, so everyone, come on, let’s do something bad to please ourselves. "

   (end of this chapter)