Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1448 81. I satisfy your desire with both hands, and fulfill my prophecy by the way

The   crumb pirates were ultimately unable to hear Lothar's conversation with Nathanos and Windrunner.

   Aside from the fact that both guys were told not to have this conversation in front of the pirates, another important reason was that His Majesty the Lich King did not intend to give Black a chance to have fun.

  Lothar was obviously not happy for the pirates to see his handling of the past, perhaps because of the unspeakable "self-esteem" of the old man.

   In short, the Lich King urged his "Hand of the King" to set off as soon as possible to harvest the troll leader Frost King Malak, who was still resisting the Scourge.

  Although Blake, the fun-loving man, doesn’t need to see the whole process, he can roughly guess how Lothar will respond to the call from the world of the living, but if there is a conflict with Lothar because of this, it’s not necessary.

  Blake still understands the difference between having fun and doing business.

   Therefore, when the conversation between the two sides had not officially started, and they were still in the awkward greeting and warm-up stage of "no words for each other", the pirates took the initiative to choose to leave.

   The nominal saying is to go out for a walk and relax.

   But he actually rode a skull dragon to the troll Frost King's activity area under the leadership of his old acquaintance Yrel.

   "I said, you get into the role very quickly."

   On the head of the Frost Bone Dragon exuding the chill of death, Blake squinted at the draenei death knight in front of him, squinted his eyes, and said in a strange tone:

   "Have you shouted revenge for the draenei before, but now accept Lothar's rule with peace of mind? I saw some draenei figures in the Lich King's army.

   Those dead people from foreign lands were all summoned by you? "

   Yrel is still the same as Yrel before. Although he is petite among the draenei, his fierce fighting posture should not be underestimated.

   The purple gem warhammer with the life-like body behind it and all kinds of death runes is enough to show her destructive power.

   More importantly, Yrel is always surrounded by an icy and crazy aura that makes people stand upright, which probably stems from her experience before her death.

   Died in a gladiatorial arena makes her soul awakened after death full of terrifying aggression.

  Because of this, even under the command of the alien commander Lothar, Yrel quickly proved his strength.

   She now wears the emblems of the death knights of the Brotherhood of the Iron Horse on her chest, representing Yrel joining the most elite and loyal knights under Lothar.

   At this time, facing the endless questions of the stinky pirates, the ruthless undead Yrel did not intend to answer immediately.

   But Black knew very well how to deal with the dead. He kept asking, repeatedly asking, and even using his own abilities to ask in his soul, which finally bored the death knight commander who was driving the bone dragon.

   In a few minutes later, in a tactical flight of the Skeleton Dragon's sudden downward sweep without warning, Yrel continued to accelerate and successfully threw the annoying stinky pirate away at the moment of returning to the high altitude.

   She seemed to use this method to answer the pirate's question, expressing her dissatisfaction with Black by the way.

   But she clearly failed.

  Because she hadn't had time to enjoy even a minute of silence, that very annoying voice appeared in her ear again:

   "Yo, this is the first time I've seen such a grumpy undead."

  Black walked out of the shadow of Yrel reflected on the back of the bone dragon, and he said to the death knight with a hint of helplessness in the silence:

   "You should know, I'm just looking for a guy to chat with me, actually the best way to get me to shut up and obey your command is to speak up and talk to me.

  Tell me about the secrets of His Excellency the Lich King. "

  The pirates are like agents of a secret organization, looking around vigilantly and asking in a low voice:

   "Does our seemingly ruthless Lich King still miss his homeland in private? Does he want to forgive those who have offended him, but whose sins never die?

   Does he still intend to secretly use the pressure of death to force human civilization and force various countries to unite? "

   "Where did you hear these boring news?"

   In the face of Blake's persevering inquiry, Yrel looked helpless and said with a strange look:

   "Perhaps it was His Majesty Lothar's own arrangement. In short, as an adjutant, I have never known the secrets you mentioned. Besides, if you really want to know these, you can ask His Majesty in person.

  I think because of some of your past partnerships, he should satisfy these trivial longings in your heart.

   Finally, I need to stress again that I really have no interest in the things you are curious about.

  I choose to submit to His Majesty Lothar because His Majesty controls Frostmourne, because he is stronger and better than me, and because he has enough ability to command the Scourge of the Undead to complete wars and victories again and again.

   Those draenei undead were indeed summoned by me.

   But I have not forced any soul, they are all like me, and have countless reasons for not resting after death and continuing to fight.

we are coming.

  We integrate into natural disasters.

  We will destroy everything in our way! "

  The draenei death knight paused, her eyes emitting a lingering chill, she turned her head to look at Blake, and said:

   "That's all I can answer you, and your curiosity will no longer be handled by me.

   If you want to ask again, then I will tell you that I will be happy to continue the chat with you after helping me with my task. The premise of wasting time is that the mission and task of the battle must be completed!

   And it's right ahead! "

Yrel, who was riding behind the bone dragon, pointed to a large troll-style building in the dark wind and snow ahead. The city walls and altars were built with boulders, like a barren wilderness that continued to extend along the flat earth. City.

"Gudak, the troll city protected by the fortress of Hormaz, is the origin of this land's civilization. It is the war fortress used by the frost king Malak to gather the army, and it is the place to stop the undead natural disaster from destroying the dark land of Zudak. The last line of defense before the complete conquest.

  The lunatic who killed the gods he believed in, the tyrant who did not hesitate to transform the power of the gods into consumables, the troll leader who gave everything and was unwilling to bow his head to the natural disaster hid in it. "

   Yrel carried a kind of "wrath of the dead", or "attachment" to his own goals, and said indifferently to Blake beside him:

   "Go and find him with your astonishing stealth and pursuit skills, and pluck him out of that well-guarded city, or just bring him back to his head.

   As long as I can prove his identity, whether it is a head or an emblem, I can declare the failure of the Drakkari trolls in the war, and also declare the opening of the natural disaster to the rule of this land.

   And those troll gods who are useless in life and troublesome after death!

   If your allies from Zandalar want them, take them away. Frostmourne still has a chance to escape before these stubborn and foolish little demigods truly anger Frostmourne.

   Frost trolls are using their remains to create disgusting warrior gods in large numbers, and those twisted lives seriously hinder the future of the land.

   They are not part of the Lich King's plans for the future! "

   "Tsk tsk, listen to what you said yourself, if I didn't know the reason, if I hadn't shaped the Lich King myself, I would have thought your organization was a complete villain.

   is so ruthless, and regards human life as a must.

  You see, after all, I am also one of those weak living beings that you despise, so do you want to pretend to be kind in front of me to make my impression of you better? "

  Blake whispered.

   But his words did not get any response from Yrel, the war vanguard of Lothar has turned his attention to the undead army on the battlefield below that is preparing to storm the troll fortress.

  Those corpses come not only from the Crystalsong Forest and the barren and dead Icecrown Glacier, but also from the conquered tombs and the frost troll warriors who died in the war.

   Every remains under this dark and cold land has not been wasted. They will be resurrected from tombs or dead places, and join the natural disasters that are constantly advancing and conquering.

   Black on the top of the bone dragon's head could even clearly see that the resistance strongholds formed by one small clan after another were being submerged by the advancing tide of death.

  The strongholds of the troll defense line, which were garrisoned by dozens and hundreds of people, could not last even a few minutes under the deadly and unstoppable advance of the undead.

   From a high altitude, the entire Hormaz Fortress and Gudak City behind it, except for the sea cliff behind it, have been occupied by the undead in other directions, leaving no gap for the recalcitrant trolls to break through.

   It's really hard to imagine what is inspiring the trolls who are still fighting on the walls of the Hormaz fortress.

   But one thing is for sure, although they are still fighting, they must be very desperate.

The    bursting fighting mood was in stark contrast to the deadly silence of the undead, and the clearer the trolls' shouts of killing, the more their wills trembled.

   "These pathetic **** are dead, their hearts just don't know it yet."

   As the bone dragon swept across the ground, Black casually commented on the battle situation below.

   This sentence with some dark humor attracted Yrel, who was leading the army of the dead, who glanced at the pirates and whispered:

   "Today's Frost King Malak did not appear on the battlefield to supervise the battle. According to the information we collected, he is now very likely to preside over the massacre of the next Loa on the altar behind the fortress of Hormaz.

   Go, Blake.

   End this stupid and dirty resistance trick and bring back Malak's head in the name of the Lich King. "

   "I always feel like I'm at a loss."

  The pirate moved his shoulders above the head of the bone dragon and said with a pouted mouth:

   "You will never find a second top assassin as good as me, so for my conscientiousness, His Majesty the Lich King should prepare me some more rewards.

  It is up to you to convey this opinion, my dear Yrel.

   Oh, by the way, go back and tell His Majesty that my next target and his next target is Azjol Nerub, the underground nerubian kingdom in the Dragonblight, and also ask the supreme Lich King to leave as soon as possible.

   I served him this time, next time he and his Frostmourne served me.

   And I'm in a hurry. "

After   , Black jumped down from behind the undead bone dragon, flashed twice in the air, and disappeared into the dark and cold air of Zuldrak.

  Yrel watched Blake disappear, her dead will completely failed to capture the pirate's trajectory, especially when he disappeared into the shadows, he seemed to have disappeared from this world.

   What a terrible assassin.

   Yrel thought so.

   Even though she is already an undead who is not afraid of death, she still feels a chill in her neck at this moment. If the pirates attack her suddenly, Yrel thinks that she will never be able to escape.

   But the thought didn't even stay in Yrel's mind for more than ten seconds.

   Her attention soon returned to the ongoing war. Since the Frost King Malak was about to usher in his own destiny today, the undead Scourge's war in Zul'Drak should therefore enter a new stage.

Under Yrel's silent order, the undead warriors all over the frozen wasteland below roared and roared in unison without warning, just like a signal for the start of a general attack, and all the undead rushed towards the next moment with an extremely violent attitude. front.

   In the name of the Lich King!

   Undead Scourge!

   Marching!

—

   "These walking corpses are more scary than when they were alive, right?"

On the altar road leading to Gudak City behind the Hormaz Fortress, Blake, who fell from the sky with flapping wings, looked back at the white-hot battlefield. He squatted on the stone in Bateman's posture and turned his head to face him. Maiev, who had already lurked here, whispered:

   "Looking at the way they roar and move forward, it really makes people feel that the power of death has finally taken root in this world. And all this magnificent is from my hands, which makes people feel proud.

  Look, the six forces have all appeared in this world, they collide in chaos to seek equilibrium, and most of the disputes they have generated are related to me. "

   "I still don't want to think about the shock and horror that such a death army will bring to the living in the mortal world."

   Maiev, who was wearing a full set of Warden armor, shook her head, and she whispered:

   "Maybe they should stay here.

   I mean, to stay in the cold Northrend forever, turning this barren wasteland into their habitation and cage, unknown to mortals, and not noticed by them. "

   "Of course, what you say is very reasonable, my dear Maiev, when you are in danger, you will not see the darkness by covering your eyes, and naturally you will not feel fear."

  Black nodded, seemingly agreeing but in fact noncommittal.

  Lothar accepted Frostmourne and made such a sacrifice to trap the Scourge of the Undead in Northrend.

   Of course, Maiev is a sacrifice to the moon god, and she naturally respects life, so there is no way to discuss these matters with her.

   "Malak is ahead!"

   Maiev didn't bother with this issue anymore. She gestured to Black with the knife wheel and said:

   "The Drakkari trolls have captured Gthoth, the **** of brute force and mammoth, and they are performing a ritual of extracting the power of Gthoth, a process overseen by the Frost King and his Praetorian Guards.

   is said to be because Gatos is the most stubborn one in the local Loa, and the priests alone cannot suppress this frost mammoth. "

   "More than local?"

  Blake spit out:

   "Gatos can be said to be the most hot-tempered lunatic among all the Loa gods. It does not accept any external pressure or imprisonment. I think we should hurry up.

  I don't want to see that lunatic Loa blowing himself up in front of my eyes.

   Although it won't die, it's disgusting enough. "

   "It will explode?"

   Maiev's eyes widened, she said:

   "A Loa's divine power self-exploded, which was enough to destroy the entire Hormaz fortress."

   "To be precise, it will destroy half of the outer city walls, by the way, raze half of the city's buildings to the ground, and blow up the corner of Gudak City, opening a way for the undead to enter the city.

   I have seen that future.

  I say responsibly, it is a rather miserable future. "

  The pirate speeded his way through the shadows and said:

   "But I think the sturdy Gatos can still be rescued today.

   Hope our troll friends are ready for this. They either brought back the lively Loa to worship, or they could only bring back some fresh mammoth for supper.

   Actually, if you think about it, the latter is not bad, right?

   At least you can eat it up. "

  Blake licked his lips, snorted, and said:

   "Besides the mammoth, if they can wait a few more days, they might even taste Akali's rhino. Look! Isn't that our venerable Frost King Malak?

   Look how proud and ruthless he is sitting on his own skull throne.

  I think it's time to go and ask him some opinions on 'prophecy' and 'fate'. "

  The pirate turned around, blew a kiss at Maiev, and said:

   "Honey, don't let other people bother us, okay?"

   (end of this chapter)