Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 1260 10. The fleet has been researched and decided, and it is up to you to be the Pirate King of Draenor! —【2525】

   "Little Master, using the power of Y'Shaarj to deal with a group of draenei paladins counts as the 'no martial arts' you always say?"

   Half an hour later, watching a group of draenei vigilantes leave with expressions of doubt about life, the voice of Xalatas came from Blake, who was sitting on the chair.

   Dark Essence said in a gentle tone:

   "Every time I see you doing bad things, I feel that my love for you grows stronger."

   "I thank you for your love for me, my dear Xal'atath, but the power of Y'Shaarj is not used for this, what else can it be used for?"

  The pirate stroked the Moonlight Battle Helmet by his hand, and a seven-colored halo that only he could see was spreading outward like a turbulent water surface.

  The anima core of the seven giant beasts embedded on it is not offensive, but the auxiliary ability it brings to Black is extremely terrifying, and it has become the most convenient "weapon" for pirates in this armor.

   Black's thoughts moved, and the description of the seven giant beast anima again popped up on his character card:

   Name: Seven Behemoths

  Quality: Legendary [Sha dye]

  Requirements: Void, shadow, arcane power attributes, [Shadow Priest]/[Warlock]/[Spellcaster] related occupations

Effect:

   One. The Touch of Y'Shaarj:

  The fusion of the seven sha energies applies the [Mind Aura] effect to the user. The user can perceive the emotional fluctuations of the surrounding life, and use language or spellcasting methods to strengthen or suppress the emotional changes.

   does not work for creatures that do not have thoughts or emotions.

   Void creatures have some resistance to this ability.

  2. Mind Control:

  After the user finds the mental weakness of the target enemy, he can use the power of [Mind Aura] to apply seven kinds of psychological cues with different effects to the enemy, or forcefully manipulate the enemy's spirit.

   Note that forced manipulation may fail depending on the strength of the enemy's willpower.

   The number of people currently applying [Seed of Doubt]: 45/999 [Draenei Cerdan, etc.].

   The number of people currently applying [Seed of Hatred]: 45/999 [Draenei Cirdan, etc.].

   The current number of people who are forced to rule the mind: 1/99 [Demon Witch Shahras].

   Anima explained:

   Y'Shaarj, who made the whole world tremble, has long since died, but its power is reborn in your hands in another way, rule! Old Venerable, let the world feel the pain in your hands.

   "Alas, their hearts were deeply affected by the Holy Light, and even with the power of Y'Shaarj, it was more difficult to convince them than I imagined.

   It seems that my eloquence has to continue to improve. "

  Black put the Luna War Helmet on his head with a little melancholy. At the moment when the War Helmet was closed, he clearly felt the thoughts of those draenei who had just walked out of the house.

   They are still indulging in discussions of light and darkness.

   is still struggling to decide whether to take revenge on the orcs, and hesitant to choose whether to join the Uncrowned to prepare the "Dark Templar" for the draenei assassins.

   This made the pirates very dissatisfied.

   But Xalatas reprimanded Blake for being too ambitious, she said sharply:

   "In thirty minutes you have shaken the faith of a group of the most determined Paladins who have stood the test of disaster, and have begun to accept truths other than the light.

   They are draenei!

   is the family of the Holy Light, and their willpower is naturally more than double that of other races.

   In my opinion, this is comparable to the will of the ancient gods personally going into action, and if N'Zoth himself came here to spread the power of corruption, it would be nothing more than that.

  Little master, you are already very powerful, and you don’t need any special training.

   If you strengthen your strength in this area, I am very afraid that one day in the future, you will turn me into a loyal dog without self-thinking lying at your feet.

   Would you do this to your dearest dark little girlfriend? "

   "Well not yet, but I have a feeling it would be interesting."

  Blake, wearing a black owl helmet, touched his chin and laughed a few times. He glanced at the big bear and the big wolf who were sitting by the fireplace of the house and taking a nap with a fire. He shook his head, turned to open the window and jumped down.

   disappeared in mid-air.

   Soon, the elusive Black came to Ashland's dock, where the **** who collapsed and were captured in last night's raid and massacre were imprisoned here.

That's right, although Xalatas gave the mantid an order to exterminate, the mantid are not big eaters, they also have time to eat, and even the most bloodthirsty gluttonous locusts lose their slaughter at dawn. interests of the weak.

   So the last lucky ones survived.

   Of course, the island is quite large, and there must be other people hiding in other nooks and crannies, praying to their **** mess of country gods that these damned villains get out of their island quickly.

   For those "big smarts" who thought they had escaped, Black didn't have any ideas.

  The hunter Ayamis has laid the first batch of eggs, and the first batch of workers can be formed at the latest at dusk under the stimulation of hormones.

   At that time, there will be a mighty industrious worker worm sweeping through every **** corner of Ashland, but everything that can be eaten will be brought back to the worm nest by them.

   Whether alive or dead.

   Anyway, bugs are not picky eaters, which is probably the only advantage of these bugs.

   In other words, if no wise man takes the initiative to surrender before dusk, they will have to face more than "kind" Black and his mad mantid thugs and ruthless demon hunters.

   But still that sentence

  The stinky pirate has too many things to care about. He has no energy or interest at all about the fate of a group of scumbags from various races in Draenor.

   And judging from how much these damned scum are pulling their crotch, they might be more useful than when they were alive.

"Oh, I should bring a few guys who can talk about it. When do I have to choose the available people one by one? Although Rexxar doesn't say it, he wants to find his father in his heart. I use it. You can feel it in your heels.

  How could the magical and omnipotent Blake let his friends down? "

  Blake looked at the group of nearly a thousand prisoners of war squatting on the pier in front of him, wiping the blood on the ground honestly, and he suddenly had a headache.

   Although under the watch of the mantid, these guys dare not make any extra moves.

The "scum essence" in all the species that Draenor could find had their heads bowed at this time, wishing to lick off the blood stained on the ground with their tongues, in order to express their loyalty and obedience to these terrifying alien bugs .

From the savage ogres to the agile Khaji, from the cunning arakkoa to the evil orcs who drink too much demon blood to burn their brains, from the dwarf-like gorens with ferocious faces and big teeth to those full of corruption The rune draenei traitors.

   These **** of different races, but they all betrayed their own race. The **** who followed the Black Spirit Pirates to loot their houses lost their violent appearance in an instant, and they worked honestly like the most docile rabbits.

   But Black knows that pirates are pirates, and if they survive today, they will be born tomorrow.

   And most importantly, there are many ships in the port, but there are only a few that can sail from here to Gorgrond without falling behind or sinking.

   There was no way that Black would take all the third-rate pirates in front of him on the road.

  The pirate rubbed his chin, and he soon had an idea.

  Blake took out the lamp god's emblem and rubbed it a few times in his hand. Soon, with a gust of breeze, the cotton candy-like lamp **** Al Abbas miraculously appeared in another world.

   However, compared to the strength in Azeroth, the Djinn that will appear is undoubtedly much weaker, and what exists here is just an elemental clone.

   This guy had hooked up with Ner'zhul before and did some shady "business" with each other. Black believed that this demigod must have started his own "business" in Draenor.

   After the lamp **** appeared, he made a gesture of folded hands to the pirates as usual, it said:

   "My dear trader No. 1, do you need your loyal Al Abbas to help you with any fantastic ideas?"

   "Help me bring some people here."

  Blake was not polite, and said directly:

   "My orc Maim Blackhand, and his first mate, second mate, third mate and bosun, and all the navigators of his Blackrock fleet, give them time to hand over their jobs.

  Let Maim's fleet return to Tol Barad for training immediately, under the management of Lady Catherine, governor of the island, and transfer to the North Sea Fleet to support the battle if necessary.

   In addition, bring the five orcs on my ship over, and then ask for leave from their mentors on behalf of Agna and Jolin, which is called a temporary internship.

   Finally, inform the three trash warlocks under my command.

   In a few days, during the first weekly exam of the Warlock Academy, I will personally arrange the 'weekly exam questions', so that they and their students can prepare for the 'practice exam' in Draenor in advance.

  If other brother colleges also want to join in the fun, I don't mind letting them watch on the spot. Dean Lanyue should not refuse this request. After all, the school motto of Narsalas College is the unity of knowledge and action. "

   "Bringing people across the world is exhausting, my dear Blake."

   The lamp **** moved his paws and said softly:

   "But we have such a good relationship, why would I ask you for money? It's just that His Royal Highness Sunderland's Elemental Sacred Blade has been prepared, and I really want to give my Highness a splendid and brilliant resurrection ceremony."

"no problem!"

   Black slapped his hand and said:

   "How about Draenor?

  I think the place in Shadowmoon Valley is quite suitable. As a powerful elemental monarch of Azeroth, it is very suitable to rescue the troubled elemental compatriots in another world as a ceremony for his re-king.

   This will give HRH Sunderland an additional title of 'Savior of the Elements'.

What do you think? "

   "I think it's awesome! Sure enough, this kind of thing has to be done by my dear partner."

  The lamp **** laughed and folded his hands together, disappearing beside Black in the form of a breeze.

   Just ten minutes later, in the movement of the wind blowing the docks on the Ashland coast, a large group of orcs were wrapped in the wind and passed through the Dark Portal and appeared in the strange land of their hometown.

Wearing a ferocious black iron lava armor and carrying two spiked warhammers, the orc pirate Maim Blackhand and his crew looked around, and they quickly confirmed them from the surrounding sulphurous seawater. Returned to Draenor.

   Some old orc pirates were in tears of excitement.

   After all, it has been nearly eight years since they left their hometown.

   And when the orcs were sent over, they also looked complicated. Although the Deng Shen briefly told them their destination, after they actually returned to Draenor, the five young people also felt that they were separated from each other when they left.

   "Hey, the five of you are blessed."

  Blake walked over with a pipe in his mouth and staggered with his hands behind his back. Like a leader inspecting, he patted Garrosh and Dranosh on the shoulders.

   "Your internship experience on the Nagfar is over. Although you are very hip, I still think that you have the ability to command your own ships.

   So, from now on, you are the captain! "

  The smelly pirate pointed to the broken ship in the bay in front of him and said to the five young people:

   "Go and choose your respective warships, you can give them a very cool name to commemorate the day when you became the captain, and you have to choose your own commander and crew from the **** in front of you.

   You have three days to complete this.

  Then we will set sail to Gorgrond to save your compatriots. The orcs of the Mok'Nathal clan are still surrounded by demons, waiting for help. "

After   , Black looked at Maim who walked behind him. After two years of wind and rain, this once very young and smart orc has a fierce aura that is completely different from his trash brother Reid.

   And he is very silent, which makes him very poised.

  The scars and burns on his face also gave him an extremely fierce aura.

   "I took your fleet, Maim, but I will give you a new fleet."

  Black took off his pipe and said to Maim:

   "I am now appointing you as the commander or governor of the undead pirates in the Draenor Sea Fleet. You think about the title. Have you seen the sea in your hometown?

  It belongs to you, sailor!

  Like I made achievements in Azeroth, a good man should fight the storm to get everything he wants with his own hands. Your story in the undead fleet comes to an end, but the legend of Maim Blackhand begins.

  Come on, work hard, my Pirate King of Draenor. "

   After leaving the dirty work to his subordinates, Chip Black immediately smeared oil on the soles of his feet, and, under the **** of a group of mantid guards, ran to the island valley to watch the bugs eat the live orcs.

   Maim was excited.

   But after a few seconds, Maim was back to reality.

   He looked at the wrecked ships in front of him with sour teeth. Not to mention these ships compared to the mighty Nagfar, and even the lowest looting ships in Maim's fleet were much better than these things.

   He looked back at the pirates in his hometown who were quite stretched. These scumbags of various races were looking at him eagerly, waiting for the verdict of their destiny.

   And their cowardly, frightened eyes like rabbits, it is really difficult for people to take them out to sea with confidence.

   So Maim immediately realized that the most difficult part for him to become the Orc Pirate King is not to conquer the seas of Draenor, but to select his first backbone from the waste in front of him.

   In layman's terms, it is almost equivalent to panning for gold in Yari.

   Sure enough.

   No matter which world you are in, the Pirate King or something is not so good.

   (end of this chapter)