Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1255 5. The power of my curse is shaking, you can't go wrong, there must be a big treasure nearby! -【2025】

   Speaking of the seas of Hellfire Peninsula, it was once one of the richest areas in the entire world of Draenor.

   Just over ten years ago, before the orcs drank the blood of demons and fell, the inland sea between Tanaan Jungle and Shadowmoon Valley was a godsend that could be compared to the Zangar Sea.

  Although the orcs are limited by the world's terrain, they have not been able to develop an excellent ocean-going navy, but they can still drive ships to and fro between the two lands.

   Especially the hunters of the Blood Ring clan living in the jungles of Tanaan, the catch from this heaven-sent sea is also a necessity for their survival.

It is said that when the draenei first came to Draenor, they also took a fancy to the richness of this inland sea, so they built the splendid Karabor Temple and surrounding gorgeous buildings on the coast of Shadowmoon Valley, intending to use this place as a An ocean base for the Draenei.

   Unlike the orcs, who are already content with the rich land, the draenei from more advanced civilizations clearly have ambitions to explore the entire world of Draenor.

   However, the world is still too small.

   Its land and sea area combined is only a quarter the size of Azeroth.

   Converted to less than one-sixth of the Argus world, and the continents of this world are closely linked, and only some large isolated islands exist in the vast open sea.

   So the draenei's voyage plan also came to an end.

   But now, at the end of the short violent era, the once fertile sea area has become a sea polluted by fel energy, like a water basin completely polluted by dark green ink.

   Even when driving on the sea, you can smell the pungent sulfur smell.

   What makes people sigh is the tenacity of life. Even if the sea water has been polluted to such a degree, there are still fish living in this sea. Unfortunately, they have become terrifying predators now as the catches.

  No one dares to approach the coast at will, which means that they will be attacked by strange fish from the sea, but on the other hand, the pollution of the ocean is not a bad thing.

  After all, in the current sea of ​​fel energy, there is finally a decent sea fleet in the world of orcs.

   A group of flamboyant pirates of all ethnic groups are driving their five ships at this time, driving without any scruples on the coast of the former Tanaan jungle and today's Hellfire Peninsula.

The scale of these warships is not large, and they have not developed as exaggerated firepower and sailing speed as the pirates of Azeroth. After all, in this world, these pirates have no peer competition, and there is no powerful Kul Tiras. The navy came to encircle them.

   Ordinary merchant ships are enough.

   And the wood for the construction of these merchant ships was also dismantled from the arakkoa palaces in the peaks of Arak. They were all extremely fine woods, blessed by the sun priests of the arakkoa, and could resist the corrosion of the sea of ​​fel energy.

   However, although there is a ship, the pirates on it are very stretched.

A group of Khajiits and arakkoa with shackles around their necks were driven by fel orcs with whips on the nooses that pulled the sails to steer the ships awkwardly, a poor maneuver that would no doubt be derided by their fellow Azerothians as Land duck behavior.

   But still, Draenor doesn't have powerful pirates to point fingers at the Black Spirit Pirates.

   In this "blue ocean market" without competition, the Black Spirit Pirates are the complete "monopoly".

   But Rao is like this. Felton, the seventh knight of the Black Spirit Pirates, who is currently in command of this small fleet, is still very dissatisfied with the status quo of the Black Spirit Pirates.

His family knows his own affairs, as a "famous pirate" who has lived on the cruel endless seas of Azeroth, robbed the Kul Tiras fleet, fought undead pirates, and took over Dalaran , his vision is already very high.

   The past experience tells this black knight with a giant hammer that his fleet is placed in Azeroth, and it is not even a third-rate. Even the **** fleet of the goblin chaebols can easily kill them.

   "A bunch of idiots!"

  Felton, wearing a pirate captain's armor, stood alone on the bow of his flagship "The Damned".

   Beneath the gloomy helmet, he watched with despair as the last ship of the fleet swerved at less than five knots.

   The traitorous draenei captain who commanded the ship was berating the stupid and arrogant fel orc sailors under his command angrily, while the fel orcs whipped the ogre slaves harder, berating them for quickly driving the ship back.

   But the problem is, it's okay to let the ogres fight, and letting them pull the sails is obviously a bit beyond the limits of their abilities.

   "The rabble! A bunch of rubbish! Pathetic land-ducks! Stupid bilge rats! Did your mother get along with drunk murlocs to give birth to you retards?"

   Captain Felton yelled, but he was powerless to change it.

  The world of Draenor has never had a tradition of voyages. The people here know nothing about sailing and naval warfare. There are only nine members of their Black Spirit Pirates. Even if they all teach sailors, it is too late.

   What's more, the nine black knights themselves are half-assed, and they became One Piece from the Bandit King who robbed his family halfway.

   They themselves are not very good old fur seals, or else they would not have been chased all over the world by various peers and navies on the sea of ​​Azeroth.

   It is natural to imagine how valuable the apprentices taught by such third-rate masters are.

   But luckily and sadly, the Black Spirit Pirates are not even cannon fodder in the current Burning Legion system.

   They don't need to take on tough missions.

   Just follow the requirements of the deceiver, take advantage of the unattended sea area to break through the land blockade, and land behind the Draenor native forces to open the demon portal.

   Their performance in this regard made the fraudsters very satisfied. The first large-scale invasions of the Legion in Draenor were initiated by the Black Spirit Pirates.

   Now that the demons have completely occupied the initiative of the war, the Black Spirit pirates have succeeded in retiring and started their "old jobs" again.

  Insatiable curse flows in their undead bodies cursed by Sargeras himself. They must constantly search for various treasures for the Dark Titan to relieve the pain and hunger in their souls.

   The Black Spirit pirates have been busy with this for a while, rampaging around the world of Draenor, taking advantage of the chaos of the demon invasion.

Draenei Treasures in Karabor Temple, Sun Relic of Arakkoa Empire in Tongtian Peak, Ogre Rune Treasure in Highmaul, the last city of Ogre Empire, Bone Witchcraft in Tiger Man Tribe, Orc Tribe The shamanic relics and so on.

   As long as there is something in this world, these greedy guys want everything and grab everything.

   They grabbed a lot of treasures in a very short period of time, which undoubtedly made the black knights feel the tranquility and satisfaction of their souls, and made them full of energy.

   If it goes on like this, maybe within a few years, they will be able to accumulate enough treasures enough to contribute to Lord Sargeras, and thus be freed from the curse of immortality.

   Or pray to the Dark Titans to grant more power to their loyal servants.

   And the five ships commanded by the seventh knight Felton are the transport ships that transported the treasures from the Temple of Karabor back to the treasure house on the Ashland Peninsula.

   Of course, it is worth a black knight to dispatch in person, this small fleet must not only have treasures, but also an important prisoner.

  This captive is highly valued by the Black Knights, not only because he is from Azeroth, but also because he holds clues to the legendary treasure of the Ogre Empire.

   That is one of the most treasured treasures in the world of Draenor, and it must be the target of the black knights!

"You go!"

   The black knight watched with twitching eyes as the last ship in his fleet was getting more and more yaw, and watching that ship began to spin around in a more and more outrageous place, he couldn't stand it anymore.

   grabbed the neck of a succubus mate who was serving beside him and threw her into the sky, roaring:

   "Go and tell those bastards! Can't get the boat back in fifteen minutes and I'll cut their necks myself! Feed their souls to the **** hellhounds!

   Waste!

  It's all rubbish! Even give me twenty old fur seals. No, ten! I'd rather trade the lives of all of them for ten old fur seals from Azeroth!

   Lord Sargeras, how can there be such a stupid creature in this world!

   Is such a stupid world still necessary?

   Kobolds are more useful than them! "

   In the black knight's foul-mouthed scolding, the succubus first mate did not dare to refute, and could only flap his wings and fly to the yaw ship at the rear of the fleet.

   The entire fleet had to slow down and wait for them because of the ship's **** stupid movement.

   This made the black knight more and more angry.

   But a few minutes later, Felton suddenly had a strange feeling in his heart.

The power cursed by Lord Sargeras suddenly surged in his body, as if a special perception was activated, making the angry black knight calm down in an instant, and his eyes glowed at the coast of Hellfire Peninsula not far away. .

   There was something there that appealed to him, like a vicious dog smelling a bone.

The    metaphor is odd, but it’s true, because Felton himself has no control over the perception and impulse.

   "My curse is beating, that place! There is a great treasure in that place!"

   The black knight looked forward greedily. He even took a deep breath. On the sea full of sulphur, he seemed to smell the most wonderful aroma.

   He leaned on the ferocious magic steel sledgehammer in his hand and called the second mate of his ship over.

   That is a draenei traitor who has fallen emblem tattooed all over his body. He is a "smart man" who lost his faith and joined the Burning Legion. The fallen emblem he now has painted all over his body is a kind of "proof of identity".

   This means that this cunning draenei will soon receive the Legion's fel infusion, transforming him from a pathetic draenei to a glorious eredar demon.

   Become one of the depraved minions serving the deceiver and the polluter, and maybe even return to the homeland of Argus after a long absence.

   "There, what is there!"

   Felton roared to his second mate angrily:

   "Is there a place to bury treasure?"

"Uh."

  The draenei looked in the direction pointed by the black knight, he thought for a while, and said:

"There was indeed a town inhabited by the draenei, but treasures. As far as I know, there are no treasures there, and of course it does not rule out that when we were led by the weak Velen to avoid the slaughter of the orcs, some people took the precious East XZ is there."

   "Then go have a look!"

   Felton was impatient.

   The lure of the great treasure made his eyes glow with dim light.

Under his scolding, a group of evil orc sailors hurriedly put the boat on the water surface, and found two ogre pulpers with big waists to row the boat, carrying Felton and his second mate, and a group of violent The Fel Orc Destroyer headed for the coast.

   The closer he got to the coast, the more intense the impulse in Felton's heart. The big treasure in front of him was like a swaying hammer, constantly hitting his soul.

   even caused him to breathe like a living person.

   This rare situation is telling him that the size of the treasure in front of him is extraordinary. Based on his previous experience, there are at least one legendary item there.

   "I really caught a big fish today."

   Felton shouted in an excited hoarse voice, kicked the ogre slave who was rowing again, and scolded:

   "Hurry up! Didn't you eat? I don't want to wait any longer, this big discovery will make me stand out among the Black Spirit Pirates, and I will be rewarded by the Dark Titan! I will be granted a higher power by the master.

   I have seen that future!

hurry up! "

   "Captain, I don't think something is quite right."

   Seeing that Felton was so excited, his second Draenei mate felt a little guilty, and he whispered:

   "I emphasize again, this place is a small fishing village, I really don't know who buried the treasure before, and we didn't find any trace of the treasure when we drove past here.

   Maybe this is a trap. "

"trap?"

  Felton scoffed at this statement, and he leaned on the ferocious magic steel sledgehammer and said:

   "The Hellfire Peninsula has been occupied by legions for the most part, and it is difficult for the draenei exiles huddled in the mountains to survive. Where do the legendary treasures come from to lay traps?

  Unless your vigilantes can get past the blockade of the Legion in Talador, but your Archbishop of Sha'tar has surrendered to the Legion, hehe, no one wants to come!

   I don't care who is in front of me!

   Even if Dai Lin comes, don't try to stop me from getting the treasure belonging to the supreme master! "

  The black knight made his declaration in high spirits, and he quickly went ashore with a group of berserk servants, approaching the ruins of the draenei village that was razed more than ten years ago.

   The sea breeze has been corroded by the sea breeze all the year round, making the ruins covered with weathered sand. When the black knight approached, he saw a guy standing in front of a mostly weathered tombstone in a trance.

   That guy is putting a handful of small white flowers under this tombstone.

   The figure of that guy

   So familiar.

   "Captain, what's wrong with you?"

  The second draenei keenly noticed that his captain stopped in place, his hands with the sledgehammer began to tremble, and his body trembled. Is this because he was too excited?

   he asked in a low voice.

   The question woke Felton.

   The proud black knight took a step back and shouted in panic:

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could it be you! Why aren't you dead yet, you fanciful, disgusting bastard? How could you be here?"

   "Yo, it's the seventh."

   was looking back at the smelly pirate who was mourning the tombstone in front of him, and recognized Felton at a glance.

   also accurately stated his black knight number.

  The smelly pirate glanced back at the draenei cemetery where a pair of young siblings were buried. He stretched out his hand, raised his finger to the black knight and his servants in front of him, put it to his mouth, and said:

   "Shh, be quiet, don't disturb the children's rest."

   "Come on, let's have a good chat somewhere else, don't you know how happy I was when I heard that my old friends, the Black Spirit Pirates, were doing well in Draenor.

   Careful calculation, we haven't seen each other for almost half a year. You can't delay the baby that you need to supply me every month, so, are you ready to repay the debt with interest? "

   (end of this chapter)