Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1450 83. Malak, this is how my prophet in black fulfills my destiny!

   Outside the ancient troll city of Gudak, the legions of the Lich King have surrounded the trolls.

  Those undead gathered in large numbers, making this place that was already bitterly cold full of gloomy atmosphere. There were already black and gray snowflakes falling in the sky, casting another shadow on this land that was about to be conquered by death.

   But before the earth yields, the great life it nurtures will pass away.

   In the past time, disaster has engulfed the mortals and loa of Zuldrak.

  At the same time that the trolls died of the undead Scourge, the Prophet Saronya, the patron saint of Dark Theron Castle, and the virulent **** Siletus also died at the hands of the undead's doglegs.

   The guardian of the witty, Quesrun, fell silently, and the snow leopard goddess Hakya was seriously injured and disappeared.

  If it wasn't for the Zandalari troll priests "falling down from heaven" at the last moment, the **** of mammoths, Gattos, would have to bid farewell to this world in a very miserable manner.

   The once noble Loa in this dark land are now like the hard-earned people chased by disaster.

  They were forced to intervene in Zuldrak's bad war, and the worst part is that either side of the war has enough reasons to kill them.

  You said how the dignified demigods got into such a miserable part? Is it really just character that determines destiny?

On the chaotic broken altar at this time, the young Princess Talanji grabbed a luxurious war spear inlaid with gold rings and gems, and was protected by several skilled and powerful golden sword guards and Zandalari headhunters. Go down and fight the crazy frost trolls.

   She shone with the light of Rezan's blessing, like a powerful aura effect, so that all Zandalari warriors and priests around her would be supported by the power of the royal loa.

   This is enough for these warriors to withstand a dozen times their number of enemies.

   But her high status, the princess of ten thousand gold, came to Zul'Dak not to fight fiercely with the "country barbarians" here, but to fight for the glory of the Golden Dynasty and her own glorious future.

   The clever and purposeful Her Royal Highness simply stabbed to death a Frost Brute who was trying to sneak attack on her, and she rolled her eyes and came up with the correct plan at the moment.

   She raised her head to summon storms in the sky, and commanded the Reaper to shout to Gaboa, who was bombarding the ground:

   "We can't stay here for long! Captain Gaboa. Let your ship wash away these **** 'Godslayers', and we need to move Gatos out as soon as possible.

   Lord Rezan beat it to the brink of death in order to save it.

   We must treat it as soon as possible. "

   "Pay attention to the way you speak, Her Royal Highness."

   The decent man Gaboa who now has an identity was immediately upset.

  The new pirate **** hovered beside Talanji like the old Bwonsamdi. He waved the elemental holy blade in his hand, and screamed yin and yang:

   "In front of you is a real Loa! As the shadow hunter of Boss Rezan, I admit that you have some privileges, but this is not enough to make you so rude to Lord Gaboa!

   No one can speak to Gaboa-sama in that commanding tone!

nobody! "

   "Enough of you stinky pirate! How can I have time to chat with you here?"

  Gaboa's shout immediately triggered the opposite effect. Can Princess Talanji, who has been golden since she was a child, suffer this grievance?

   She roared at Gaboa with round eyes, grabbed the gold jewelry from her waist and threw it to the troll pirate **** like a beggar.

   She said impatiently:

   "Are these enough to buy your temporary obedience?"

   "Wow! The emblem of the royal family in the era of the First Emperor Daza, this thing can buy at least a good ship in the black market, with thirty best naval guns and enough ammunition for a battle."

  Gaboa took the golden emblem in his hand and turned it over and over, and rudely put the princess's jewelry into his mouth and bit it, and then extended his voice and said:

   "In the past, these rewards... uh, no, these 'tributes' are enough, but who made old Gaboa not what it used to be.

   Hiring a Loa is naturally more expensive. "

   "Insatiable greed!"

   Princess Talanji snorted, and threw her luxurious all-purpose bracelet to Gaboa, and then ordered:

   "Now! Start the boat! Get out of here now! We still have two loas to save.

  The salvation of Lennok and Akali will declare that the wrath of the Drakkari trolls has been brought to an end by my own hands, and the great cause of saving Loa will be enough to make those stubborn old men face my strength. "

   "Yes, my dear and generous Her Royal Highness."

  The newly born God of Pirates put the luxurious bracelet on his wrist very unethically. He behaved towards Princess Talanji as a courtesy that the troll navy of the Golden Fleet would do, and said flatteringly:

   "Because of your generous remuneration, you will have a pirate Loa as your subordinate for the next sixteen hours, so please give me and my Reaper your orders.

   Of course, extra money will be charged for excessive requests~”

   "Only sixteen hours? How can that be enough? It doesn't fit my status as a Princess of the Golden Dynasty at all."

   The young troll princess shook her head in dissatisfaction, then took off a gold bracelet from her other wrist and threw it to Gaboa who nodded and bowed, saying:

   "Come for 48 hours, if my user experience is good enough, then renew."

   "Of course, of course, I am a loyal servant of all the rich and powerful."

  The pirate **** looked at the princess who was under the protection of Rezan with a look of "taking advantage". At this moment, Gaboa was suddenly enveloped by a sense of happiness.

   He also understood without a teacher why Black was so fond of manipulating uh, no, "serving" those superiors.

   The feeling of getting something for nothing is so cool!

   The wealthy and powerful princess in front of her has become a golden walking treasure in Gaboya's eyes. This is a "long-term meal ticket".

   As long as you coax her well, you won't have to worry about running out of money in the future.

And considering that Princess Talanji will definitely take over the throne of the King of Gold in the future, a good personal relationship with Her Royal Highness means that Gaboa can naturally spread his influence to the Zandalari trolls. in the golden fleet.

   Thinking of this, the Pirate God's eyes lit up, and his attitude towards Princess Talanji became even more flattering.

"Come, come, Your Majesty, let your loyal servants do the rough work of fighting, and a noble man like you should sit on the **** and watch your warriors win glory for you while drinking fine wine. "

  Gaboa waved his hand, and the Reaper hovering overhead immediately dropped a gangway in front of the princess. The pirate **** escorted Princess Talanji to the troll spaceship and said to her:

"When I use my supernatural powers to put the big Gatos on the boat, I will **** you to rescue the bear of the north while the troublesome Frost King Malak is stalked by the nasty Black and his mad woman. and the **** of rhinos.

   Without Malak's direct interference, this rescue operation is destined to go smoothly. "

"Uh?"

   Princess Talanji is young after all, and she still has a bit of shame in her heart.

   So she asked in a low voice a little embarrassed:

   "But Lord Black came with us. Is it really good to leave him alone on the battlefield? Wouldn't this arouse his resentment and hostility?"

   "No no no, Your Highness, obviously you have a serious misunderstanding of what Black Shaw is."

  Gaboa grinned when he saw that the young princess was so innocent, and he said in a low voice in a 'come here' manner:

   "Leaving without saying hello will surely make the stinky pirates angry with us, but what does that matter? As anyone in the Endless Sea knows, it's easy enough to appease Black Shaw's anger.

   Just need money

   Yes, money that is worthless in your eyes is precious to us down-and-out pirates.

   It can help you do many things.

   even earn the loyalty and friendship of a loa.

  It can of course also help you easily settle Blake Shaw.

   Oh yes, there is one more thing! "

The pirate ****    shook his head, stretched out a finger, and said to Princess Talanji:

"The Frost King Malak was targeted by Black, which means that the sad frost troll is doomed to live today, but the glory of killing the 'Godslayer' with his own hands means nothing to pirates, it means to you But it is very important.

  So, Your Royal Highness, do you need me as an intermediary to discuss with Black about buying back Malak's mojo from him? "

   "Ah this."

   Princess Talanji was once again shocked by the limitlessness of the pirates.

   She asked back:

   "Is this really okay?

   It is too bad to buy and sell the glory of beheading the enemy chieftain casually! It doesn't fit the style of a princess at all, I can't do it! "

   "No, Your Highness, you must do this."

  Beside Princess Talanji, an elderly troll royal priest sighed, as if feeling helpless for the purity of Her Royal Highness, he whispered:

   "You might as well think about it, why did Your Majesty and the Prophet specifically instruct you to bring so many things that are useless for this mission before you left?

  Money is just a means for you, and today’s event is clearly what Your Majesty and the Prophet meant.

   The supreme glory of eradicating the "Godslayer" and leading the rebellious Drakkari back to the orthodox troll empire must be attributed to the noble bloodline! "

   This sentence made the young princess frown greatly. She had a more intuitive understanding of the dark thoughts of the old men. Although she was reluctant to do so, she was really unable to be hypocritical when they said it.

  So, after taking a few seconds to convince herself, Her Royal Highness turned around and waved to Gaboa, saying:

   "My noble pirate Loa, please be my messenger and discuss my glory with your peers."

   "As ordered, Your Highness."

  The Pirate God took over this job without any psychological pressure,

   But the next moment, he raised his head and asked seriously:

   "But the 'travel fee' for this negotiation. How do you plan to settle it?"

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   On the edge of the chaotic tribute altar, Black and Maiev danced back and forth around Malak the Frost King like two deadly ghosts, like two flying deadly knives waltzing to death.

   Every approaching raid would bring enormous pressure to Malak. Within five minutes of the battle, Malak had already turned into a **** man.

   "I guess I can sell your head or mojo for a good price."

   The malicious language from Black turned into cold ridicule echoed in Malak's ears, like the whispers of ghosts, making it impossible to distinguish the source of the sound.

   Layers of frost storms wrap around the Frost King, like a moving ice storm that can freeze any creature or weapon that comes close to him.

   But unfortunately, such outstanding combat skills of "Double Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts" are not enough to give Malak the upper hand in the war against pirates.

"Let me do the math, your magic spirit is sold to the Golden Dynasty as a trophy, your soul is thrown to the Lich King to make evil instruments, and your corpse will be awakened by the natural disasters to become a supreme ice slayer .

   As for your head

   Hehe, I want to use it to please myself,

  I'm taking it back to my cabin as a collectible. "

  The stinky pirate kept waving his "blade of bullying the soft and fearing the hard" in the shadows.

  In this battle, these two knives are as brave as the madman Apocalypse or the Ashbringer in the hands of Fenna under the circumstance of absolute strength.

   Each of their slashes and cuts transfers the power that belongs to Malak to the pirates.

   With the change, Malak's fighting pressure is getting bigger and bigger.

   In addition to the stinky pirates who oppressed the Frost King both physically and psychologically, Malak also had to face a Lady Warden who was hiding in the dark, which made the Frost King feel more and more unlikely to win.

   But it is definitely not that he is weak.

  When Black first met Malak, this guy was the best among the legendary warriors, and now he has wielded a butcher knife on his Loa under the threat of the undead Scourge, and rudely drawing divine power will only make him stronger.

   has even reached the threshold of a demigod, which is perfect for any warrior.

The only problem with    is that he picked the wrong opponent.

   "clang"

In the blast of the frost-covered wind, Malak's double axe slashed Maiev from the shadows in a frenzied slaughter, but the silent warden lady swung the knife wheel to complete the classic defense let frost Wang's wave of fatal blows came back in vain.

   When Malak mobilized his divine power to break through again, the time that belonged to him was completely zero at this moment.

   "Poof"

  The sharp blade entered the body, and the blood burst out.

  The brutal pirate blade cuts the Frost King's armor from behind, and pierces his heart with the blade extremely fatally. Such an injury is hardly fatal for a troll with natural self-healing.

   But the problem is, Black's attack is never the only one.

Maiev swirled forward with a knife wheel to assassinate, knocking the ice battle axe in Malak's hands into the air, and Black's other knife swept up Malak's neck. resistance collapsed.

   "More than two years ago, you should have listened to my prophecy"

   Black said in Malak's ear:

   "I gave you the chance to choose."

   "No! It was your dark prophecy that pushed me to this point!"

   Malak roared and struggled, just as angry as the mammoth **** who faced death just now.

   he screamed:

   "It is precisely because of the prophecy you left me that I chose to sacrifice those useless Loa when I was defeated!

   You shaped it yourself!

   Don't think I don't know, you resurrected Lothar, you created the undead natural disaster, and you shaped me. You are personally pushing me to the despairing fate you predicted.

   It's all yours!

  You lunatic! "

   "Ah, I admit that what you said is quite right. It can be called every word. Your Majesty Malak, you have understood the meaning of the name 'Prophet in Black' without a teacher."

  Black pressed the Frost King's struggling head.

   As the sharp blade fell like a butcher's machete, he whispered:

   "But if fate doesn't go according to me, how can it reflect my prophet's 'predictability'? Stop struggling, your death is not for nothing.

  I've been waiting for you leek for two years

I said that.

  I will sell you a good price. "

   (end of this chapter)