Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 133 41. What will you do after getting rich overnight? 【315】

"boom"

   The tattered boat docked.

   But the island in front of him was covered with a layer of sea fog. Blake jumped out of the boat, stretched out his hand, and touched the sea fog. He felt a strong force blocking him.

   is like a wall, the arm can't go through it at all.

   He glanced at Garona behind him and gestured to her to be alert. The legendary assassin nodded, dropped the oars in his hand, and silently entered the shadows.

  Black lifted the skull he was holding in his other hand, and approached the sea fog in front of him.

   The skull that he was holding in his hand was still moving its mouth, and it greeted Black's mother, grandmother and all the female families with the most vicious, ugly, vulgar, pirate curse words.

   "Bastard! Chops! Shameless bilge rat! You took advantage of me! You and Zemlan are the same thing! I'm so blind to help you!"

   The mouth of the skull opened and closed up and down, causing the pirate to be furious. He grabbed its chin and slammed it hard. With a click, the chin of the skull was removed.

   was thrown by Black and thrown into the sea behind him.

   is finally quiet.

   He regarded the skull as a key, and placed it in the sea fog in front of him. With the words of Mr. Gaboa, the rebel chief mate of the undead fleet, Zemran cast a spell on his treasure.

  Only members of the undead fleet can enter this Treasure Island.

   "Om"

   The skull that kept beating in Black's hands was put into the sea fog, like some kind of weird "magic authentication". After confirming the identity of the skull, the sea fog that enveloped the entire island and reef quickly dissipated.

   Then, a dazzling golden light burst out in front of Blake.

   The light was so dazzling that the pirate couldn't help raising his hand and covering his eyes.

   And the two troll ghosts who followed him saw what was in front of them, their eyes widened for a moment, and they fell into sluggishness.

  After the sea fog dissipated, what appeared in front of them was a huge island reef, the area of ​​which was almost the size of the court of Lordaeron, and there was a "mountain" on this island reef.

   Countless gold coins, bullion, nuggets and jewels, jades, crowns, scepters cluttered together with each other.

  Gold, red, blue, green, and black all kinds of valuables are mixed in the golden Baoshan, not only did not make those treasures more luxurious.

   Instead, I felt like I was in the most valuable garbage dump in the world.

   The ground of the island and reef is completely covered with all kinds of gold and silver treasures. The height of the treasure mountain on both sides of a road in the center is at least six meters from the sea level.

   "Bwonsamdi's fangs are up!"

   The self-proclaimed think tank of the Golden Teeth Gang will show an exaggerated expression. He looks at the treasure mountain that is filled with every part of the entire island and reef, exuding endless jewels.

   He shouted out of control:

   "How much wealth is being put here! If I can get these, no, only one tenth, the little Talanji girl of the Rastakha royal family will be willing to marry me!"

   "No promise!"

   The female troll Warney, who was floating on the other side of Black's body, despised her companion for not pursuing her. She used her round eyes to look at the island and reef that was completely piled up with treasures in front of her.

   She said with a fiery emotion that should not belong to a ghost of the dead:

  "I'm going to build a swimming pool with them! I bathe in a sea of ​​gold coins every day"

   "Your pursuit is not as good as him."

  Blake was very calm.

   He threw the large skull up and down in his hands, and strung it on the thin iron chain in front of his chest, then slapped his trembling legs hard and stepped forward.

   Walking is difficult.

  Because even the edges of the islands and reefs are piled up with all kinds of gold and silver treasures.

   The gold coins were all piled up to an unknown thickness. The pirate took a step forward, and his left leg sank into the sea of ​​gold coins as if he had fallen into quicksand.

   He swept aside.

   Good guy.

   Not only the gold coins used by the Zandalar trolls, but also the gold coins minted during the ancient elf empire.

   This thing is recognizable and has Queen Azshara's face on it.

   There are also gold coins used by the vrykul people for funerals. The vrykul people will cast gold pieces the size of eyes and put them on the eyes of the deceased to pay for the boats of the soul-inducing people.

   That's right, it's the shipping fee paid to that **** in Habloon.

   But there is clearly something wrong with the legend of the vrykul, and Habloon will not accept these mortal gold coins.

   There is only one ship capital and currency that he recognizes, and that is the soul.

   In addition to elven gold coins and vrykul funeral coins, Black also saw a dozen golden boxes in the golden mountain and silver sea not far away.

   It is round, like a tripod, on which is carved a monster like a snake, with cloud manes, scales, tiger claws and fish tails.

   It was a kind of totem that he was quite familiar with.

   "Zemran has been to Pandaria? How did he get these tributes from the Pandaren to the Supreme Celestial?"

  Blake blinked and thought:

   "No, when Zandalari Pirate King Zemlan was active, Pandaria had been sealed in mist by the last emperor Shaohao, and he couldn't have been there.

  So, these tributes, he found on the bottom of the sea near Pandaria? "

   "So much money! God."

   Garona, who was hiding in the shadows, boasted that she had seen a lot of the world. After the Horde conquered Stormwind City and the orcs opened the Treasury of Stormwind Kingdom, she watched by the side.

   At that time, the wealth gathered by a king's family for a hundred years was truly amazing.

   But compared to the real treasure mountain in front of him, the memories of that time were really too small to be small, and the orc assassin appeared from the shadows in a daze.

   The sun above the head shines on this island reef full of treasures, and the colorful arc of light is enough to blind anyone's eyes.

   At this moment, Garona seemed to have lost her sense of wealth.

   Her eyes widened.

   tried to estimate the value of so many treasures stacked on the island and reef in front of him. It was only calculated in terms of volume, not counting the sea of ​​gold coins covered with many layers on the ground, and even the central treasure mountain.

   The size of this Zemran treasure should be at least fifty times that of the Royal Treasure of Stormwind Kingdom!

   At this moment, Garona finally had a clear understanding in her heart, why Blake went through all the hardships and died to find this treasure.

   With so much wealth in hand, Blake, this bastard, can use this endless money to "buy" a fleet as powerful as the Kul Tiras navy.

Do not.

   As long as he is willing, with the money in front of him, he can easily buy a kingdom for him in the Eastern Continent.

   "I've dealt with goblins before"

  Garona had a strange expression on her face. She bent down and tried to touch a perfect sapphire under her feet. She said softly:

   "Those little greenskins always say that the power of wealth they are after is no worse than the power that we are after. I always thought that was the consolation of the naturally weak goblins.

   But after seeing this treasure mountain with my own eyes, I realized it.

   Those little guys are right.

  I was wrong, I didn't realize the power of money, not because that power doesn't exist, but because my vision is too narrow, it's because I have seen too little wealth.

  My God, so much money!

   This is enough for you to hire Orgrim and the entire tribe to fight for you, no matter how proud Orgrim is, you will bend over with your money.

Too much.

  No one can refuse this shocking wealth, no one! "

   "Whoosh"

   Just as Garona's finger was about to touch the perfect sapphire, a throwing knife composed entirely of shadows smashed over, knocking out the gem in front of her fingertip.

   The fist-sized gem was "floating" on the "Golden Coin Sea", and finally slipped into a golden valley.

   "I know you're excited. But at least for now, don't touch them!"

  Blake pulled his left leg out of the sea of ​​gold coins with difficulty. He sat cross-legged on the reef full of treasures and looked at Garona with clear eyes.

He says:

   "Don't be blinded by money, ma'am. Every gold coin here carries Zem'lan's curse. If you want to take them, you must first pass the Pirate King level.

  If you choose to be an unsuspecting 'thief', then trust me, you will regret it. "

As he spoke, the pirate took out an arcane beacon from the magic bag, and threw it to a "plain of gold coins" in Treasure Mountain. After a few seconds, obvious arcane magic fluctuations jumped around the beacon. .

The   blue arc of light danced around the beacon, like a dancing starlight, it kept winding, and after a few seconds, a circular light curtain was formed. Between the distant ends, a portal was opened.

   The demigod personally manipulated the opening of this portal to an astonishingly large area. In the next instant, Brother Black Hand held a double-edged sword and rushed out howling.

   They thought there would be a fight here.

   As a result, Reid rushed too fast, his feet softened, and the whole person howled and flew out, smashing into the sea of ​​gold coins in front of him, splashing a burst of golden light.

   "The element is above!"

   Maim was holding a pair of knives and was completely stunned.

   In the pupils of his orcs, the reflection of the treasure mountain in front of him was reflected, which belonged to the power of wealth, and instantly knocked Maim into sluggishness.

   From the very beginning, when he heard Black describe the treasure of the Pirate King, he had also imagined what the treasure should be like.

   But the orc's poor imagination allowed him to imagine at most a dark and mysterious cave, where there were piles of treasures the size of a dozen thunder elephants, emitting golden light.

   There should also be jewels, crowns, gold bars, and several half-open and half-closed wooden boxes that exude an attractive golden light.

   However, when he really saw the treasure of the pirate king in front of him, he began to feel ashamed for his poor and weak imagination, and his vision and pattern were still too small.

"Oh my God!"

   The short quartermaster Eudora, the foxman saw the Treasure Mountain in front of her from behind Maim's legs, and her big tail straightened with a slam.

   The little fox man felt dizzy, and his big eyes were full of light from the sea of ​​treasures in front of him.

   She felt short of breath.

   The scene in front of her was so unreal that she took a step back.

   Sitting on the sea of ​​gold coins, gasping for breath.

   She finally knew why when she met Black for the first time, she asked for one-tenth of the treasure by herself, and was sneered at by Black.

   One-tenth of the treasure mountain in front of you, if you change it into gold coins, is enough to smash every foxman in every foxman tribe in the Waldun Desert to death!

   Even Merry Winterwind, the most knowledgeable and most knowledgeable demigod, was stunned by the aura of the golden island in front of him when he drove the troll cannon fodder out of the portal.

"This"

   The old mage blinked, and in the next moment, he looked back at Blake and asked in a subtle tone:

   "What are you going to do with the money?"

   "Let me think."

  Blake stood on the sea of ​​gold coins. He kicked a few troll-style crowns under his feet, pretended to rub his chin, then snapped his fingers and said to the old mage:

   "First take out half and buy the Silvermoon City of the High Elves!

   Take another third, hire Lothar and his human legion, and Orgrim and his orc horde, and ask them to burn the High Elves of Silvermoon in my presence.

   Finally, go to Kalimdor to find the night elves, buy a third of Ashenvale, and put all the high elves and orc tribes that have nowhere to go.

   forced them to make a pot of porridge with the night elves.

   So I can sit on my fleet flagship and watch the world burn with joy, okay, I'm just kidding, what else can I do? "

  The pirate turned his head and smiled at the old mage, then turned his head and looked at the huge black shadow slowly approaching not far away.

He says:

   "Of course this money is used to build an invincible fleet and plunder the world. Don't look at me like that, Master, I'm not kidding this time, I'm serious."

  Black long laughed, drew his weapon, turned back and shouted:

   "Bastards! Cheer up! Prepare to fight!"

   (end of this chapter)