Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1406 39. Loyal Wharton, your Pirate King is back

   "Ah, look at this sea, look at this day, look at this great desert, Wharton, your pirate king is back!"

In the southernmost part of the Voldun Desert on Zandalar Island, beside the abandoned port of Zemlan, the troll pirate 7,000 years ago, the bow of the docked Nagfar, dressed as a desert prince, holds high the bow of the ship. With both hands, they are cheering and saying hello to the great desert in front of them.

   It can be seen that he is in a very good mood.

   It is a beautiful thing to return to the place where he once fought, and there are still friends here to welcome him, which makes Blake even more "homecoming" feeling.

   Although the scenery in front of you is not very good, it can even be called bad.

   The port that used to be full of pirate skeletons is as dilapidated as before. Obviously, in the more than two years after Black left, the aborigines in this great desert did not plan to repair this place.

   The undead skeletons under Zemlan’s command were once all over the place, and they were all overrun by the power of the curse. Now the power of the curse and the undead are gone, but there is only a place of wind and sand left empty.

   is somewhat lonely and desolate.

   However, a group of snakes and foxmen on the dock were waving flags to the ghost ship, and some guys were shouting Black's name, which satisfied the leader's desire in the heart of the pirates.

   He stood on the bow and waved at them, then turned back and berated the ghost sailors to hurry to the shore and not make his "loyal fans" wait any longer.

   "I said, do you really want to take that egg with you all the time?

   Natalie has told you that the egg will not hatch. And to be honest, if I had an egg out of nowhere, I would have gotten rid of it right away.

   This is a proper 'black history'. "

   During the process of the ship docking, Blake looked strangely at the first mate Long Xiaoxing next to him, who was holding an egg the size of a murloc's head, as if stroking some treasure.

   That thing is oval like a magnified egg, but outside the eggshell is covered with fine thorns like ice crystals, which looks very strange.

   This is the egg of the blue dragons, and you can feel the magical aura lingering on the egg from far away.

   However, the blue dragon egg in Little Xingxing's hand felt somewhat "stunted", and its size was too far from the dragon egg in Blake's memory.

   "I know it won't hatch! You don't have to repeat it."

  Xiaoxing glared at Blake, she said in a dissatisfied tone:

"But if it doesn't hatch, it doesn't mean it's meaningless. This is the first egg I laid as a giant dragon. I want to save it and send it back to the hole in the blue habitat as my long dragon. A memorial to life."

   "What to commemorate, I think it's better to eat it!"

   Fenna, the idiot next to Xiaoxing, squinted at the dragon egg, she licked her lips, and said:

   "I heard people say that dragon eggs taste good and are very nutritious. In a knight novel I read recently, it was said that if you eat dragon eggs, you might awaken something similar to the "power of the dragon".

  You sold it to me, little star.

  I promise to help you get rid of your 'dark history' before tonight. "

   "Don't eat it! I won't sell it either! You cold-blooded idiot mad warrior!"

   Stupid Blue Dragon was instantly enraged.

   She put her arms on her hips and yelled at Fina, but the violent warrior grabbed her head and beat her hard. In a few seconds, the two idiots were torn together, and they started arguing about the ownership of the egg.

  Blake's head hurts as he listens.

   He decided to ignore the two treasures and focus on his affairs at Wharton.

A few minutes later, the ghost ship's board hit the scorching sandy pier. Blake stepped off the ship with brisk steps, and at a glance, he saw the little fox man captain Yudo who was riding on a coyote and whistling at him. pull.

  Blake laughed and opened his hand towards Eudora, the little fox man snorted, but still rushed over in three or two steps and hugged his dear pirate commander.

   This little fox who followed Blake boldly in Wharton, is now the "God of Wealth" under the command of the stinky pirates.

The "Wal'dun Trading Company" commanded by Eudora made money in the South China Sea by smuggling trade from Kul Tiras to the eastern continent, then to Zandalar Island, and from the sea trade from Booty Bay to Hot Sand Harbor. Hand cramps.

   The dividends her foxmen fleet handed over to Tol Barad every month was enough for Black and his pirates to live a good life.

It is no exaggeration to say that the main force of the undead fleet is now in the North Sea and the combined fleet of Lordaeron and Quel'Thalas is fighting to the death, which is the "war loan" that Eudora, the "trade prince", has continuously provided them. ".

   Of course, since it is a loan, it must be repaid.

   After the war on the Frozen Sea is over, the Second Fleet of the Wharton Trading Company will head north to open up new trade routes.

   In general, this foxman captain does not have a strong sense of presence under Black's command, and her faction's force value is the lowest among all pirate factions.

   But she is the faction leader that the pirate governor Lady Catherine relies on most, and even in Lady Catherine's official residence, there is a special room for Eudora to rest every time she returns to Tol Barad to report her duties.

   "Captain, the bonfire festival of our foxmen tribe is coming soon. You can rest at the Akunda Temple these few days, just to experience our foxmen's festival."

   Eudora pushed her green pirate hat and said to Black:

"It just so happens that our fox tribes also plan to follow the example of the troll clan and elect a 'Fox King'. I also signed up to participate. Maybe you will soon have another 'Pirate King' under your command. already."

   "Oh, that feeling is good!"

  Black grinned, rubbed his chin and whispered to Captain Foxman:

   "Come on, tell me secretly, how many competitors do you have and where do they live? I'll go out tonight and make sure you get 100% elected!"

   "Captain, you are too bad, hahahaha."

   The little fox who listened to this said with a big tail and smiled, but she waved her hand, and said with the air of a big man:

   "No need, I'm a pirate too, if I need to use this method, I'll hire someone to do it myself.

   But I'm already the most famous 'legendary' in the history of the fox, so I can't do this kind of trivial thing, lest I get caught.

  Oh, this short history also has the advantage of short history, just doing anything can attract a group of people to pursue it. "

   Eudora nimbly jumped on her beloved sturdy coyote mount, whose saddle and bridle were decorated with gems and luxurious crystals. She winked her eyes and said to Black:

"In the past two years, I have pulled every available foxman from the tribe close to me to sea, but the business of the Wharton Trading Company is expanding too fast, and I need my timid but clever people to help I use.

   We don’t need to use knives in the selection of fox people. Everyone has a tradition of doing business. It must be judged by the amount of wealth to judge who is more powerful. "

   "Then you won't win?"

  Black took out two bottles of wine from his suitcase and threw a bottle to the little foxman. The two pirates clinked glasses on this desolate pier to celebrate their victory in the foxman civilization in advance.

   said a few words to Eudora, and the stinky pirate turned his attention to the snake man next to him.

   He was quite dissatisfied and said to the leaders of the snake people:

"Prophet Warwick, you're too boring. When I was still traveling in Pandaria, you brought your pious serpent people back to Vol'dun, and you didn't even say hello or leave a single word. Send me a farewell letter.

   makes me feel as if I have done something that I am sorry for you guys"

"But we haven't really left Tol Barad, my pirate friend. The young serpent people of the Devout tribe have taken root in Tol Barad now, and our people see it as our second home."

  Snake Man Prophet Warwick's scaly face showed a **** terrifying smile, the old Snake Man stepped forward, spitting out a snake letter, and opened his arms to embrace Black.

   He said in a hoarse voice:

   "If possible, my old bones are not willing to run back and forth on the sea, but the young people of the tribe can enjoy their lives and choose how to live in the future, but we, the guardians of the faith who shoulder the mission, cannot be so indulgent.

  Wharton's wind also has the call of the mysterious mistress.

  The Shrine of the Devout is dilapidated, but it still brings peace to our souls.

  We have to go back to Wharton!

   The ruthless Unbeliever Emperor Kothek still rules over our brethren.

  The devout snake people have found a good life, but we cannot forget that our compatriots are still suffering, and we old snake people who have experienced hardships cannot enjoy the beauty of the distance with peace of mind.

   You should already know that, right?

  Black, just a few days ago, Kotek brutally sacrificed the lives and souls of nearly a thousand slaves, breaking the seal under the ruins of Atu Aman.

   They have not awakened the abomination under the seal, but they are already preparing. "

   The old snake man looked at the mountains far north of the desert, and said with a worried face:

"Our eyes lurking in the Imperium of the Unfaithful have returned disturbing news that the Unfaithful Emperor is said to be aided by blood troll witch doctors from the Nazmir jungle who are in our sacred Temple of Sethraliss. A dark ceremony is held.

   To tell you the truth, these few days my nightly prayers have fallen into a dark nightmare.

   I dreamed that the mysterious mistress's recovery was disturbed by those dark servants, the ancient gods of our serpent people were tortured, and she could not rest in peace after death

   Fortunately, you are here. "

   The old serpent-man prophet grabbed Black's wrist, and he begged:

   "I heard from Captain Eudora that you just saved a human nation from a dark evil spirit, please help us too, Lord Black.

  If we can revive our gods, revive or rest our mysterious mistress, we will surely find the most valuable treasure in the depths of this desert to enshrine you. "

   "Don't you say these things are out of the question, who is the relationship between us and who? We fought against Zemran together, and we fought against black dragons and demons in Dalaran City together.

  To this day, there are still many snake people living in my fleet. "

  Black patted the greasy arm of the old snake man and said:

   "Don't worry, I came to Wharton this time to solve the darkness that breeds here and solve all problems.

   But the troubles faced by the snake people are only part of the troubles faced by the entire Zandalar Island. I must first understand the situation here before I can make a more sensible plan, so my friend, stay safe. "

  The pirate coughed and said:

   "You go to Akunda Temple with me first, and visit the most powerful creatures in this desert. I believe that my old friend Akunda will not turn a blind eye to the crisis in this desert.

Oh, right. "

  Black looked back at Eudora, the little fox who was playing with the bruised-faced murloc, and he asked:

   "Why didn't the local ancestor tortoise come to greet me? Did they think they could ignore my majesty by hugging the thigh of His Majesty Neptulon?"

   "Don't embarrass the Turtle Man, Captain."

   Eudora complained:

   "The Turtlemen's dock is on the other side of the Wharton Desert, and you want them to travel across the desert to meet you, which is basically the same as sending them to death.

   But my ship is also docked in the quay of the ancestor turtles.

  When the time comes, we can go to the ancestral tortoise together. I heard that in the past six months, those cunning tortoises who joined the tidal order have made a lot of money by providing **** services for the troll fleet.

  Captain, you can go and make a stroke!

   Those turtle people will definitely not dare to offend you, you are a big red person in front of the water element monarch. "

   "Well, good idea!"

  Blake shook his thumb with approval, and said:

   "Go to blackmail them another day, let's go, let's go to Akunda Temple first."

   After finishing speaking, the pirate turned back and shouted to the ghost sailors on the ghost ship behind him:

   "Hey, you guys! Take the boat to the pier of the Ancestor Turtles, and go around the Waldun coastline to get to them, and collect information by the way.

  Fina, Little Xingxing, stop arguing about that **** egg! Come on, I'll take you to meet my good friend Akunda, I promise you've never seen a thunder lizard that big.

   But you will love it, but you have to give yourself the name you used to meet Akunda 'Big Stupid Akunda' This name can only belong to one of you!

   I think you should fight first, whoever wins is the big idiot Akunda. "

   "Look! Heaven! Something is coming from the sky!"

   Fenna, who was "wrestling" with Little Star, had sharp eyes. At a glance, she saw a huge black shadow flying from the depths of the Waldun Desert towards the coast at the edge of the desert.

   then stretched out his hand and shouted over there.

   Everyone on the boat and on the shore was attracted, everyone raised their heads and looked at the place, and soon saw a big burning purple bird flying over the vast flying sand.

   Although the flame on that guy is strange in color, it is very beautiful and magnificent, very similar to the postures of Hisari Black Crow and the sky when they are incarnated as flaming birds.

   But the guy in front of him obviously has a sense of grace and luxury that neither the black crow nor the sky has. He looks like a dark and profound lady, walking in swaying figure on burning high heels.

  The appearance of this strange thing made the snakes and foxmen panic.

   It was obviously not the first time they had seen it in the desert, and the Snake Man Prophet Warwick grabbed Black's hand and warned:

   "That's dangerous stuff!

It flew over the sea a few days ago and in the dark, and on the night it landed in the Waldun Desert, it burned the serpent people at the gravel dock to ashes, and slaughtered the troll guards who prevented it from entering the Nazmir jungle. .

   It is said that the loa of the Zandalari trolls have nothing to do with it.

   We are completely unable to communicate with it, only that it is very powerful and extremely rude. Be careful, Blake, it might be coming for us.

   It may have something to do with the darkness beneath the Wharton Desert. "

   "It was indeed born in the dark, and it was indeed aimed at me."

  The pirate shook his head and said to the panicked serpent and foxman:

   "But don't be afraid, it's my own, a powerful being that I specially invited to come to help the mysterious mistress. You should call her 'Ancient Venerable' or 'Master',

   She does have a bad temper and is not a good person to deal with. "

After   , Blake raised his head and shouted:

   "Are you crazy enough? Come down!"

   "Whoosh"

  The arrogant roaming in the sky, the huge bird that sprinkled purple flames on the ground desert saw Blake, she neighed happily, and folded her wings and flew down from the sky.

   turned into a mysterious female elf with slender waist and long legs and long purple hair as the flames gathered, watching Blake's cheeks twitch.

   Well, she finally knew that she couldn't pretend to be Queen Azshara in Azeroth, it would cause her trouble, so she was very clever and deliberately changed her face.

   But Xal'atas, explain to me, what does it mean that you show up in broad daylight with Maiev's face on?

   Is this provocation?

   Maiev was clenching his fists in the shadows behind me.

   So are you converting your troubles into mine?

  I owe you a beating!

   (end of this chapter)