Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1462 95. Now I'm going to randomly pick a lucky country to launch a big raid! Guess who is so lucky?

  The North Sea pirates of Rogue Harbor were assembled in the evening.

   It's a very hateful thing to call an emergency assembly just after dinner. After all, judging from the magical routine of pirates, this will be a good time to go out to eat, get drunk, and have fun.

  Anyone who dared to disturb the pleasure of the pirates was severely beaten.

   Whoever he is.

   But in the face of this emergency call, not only did no one dare to complain in the entire rogue port, but even the whimper of dissatisfaction could not be heard.

  When they heard the assembly bell on the pier, all the pirates left their work no matter what they were doing, and ran towards the pier at a speed of 100 meters.

  Some guys didn't even have time to put on their pants, so they ran over with their bare buttocks covering their lower body.

   Just looking at the speed of their assembly and the efficiency of lining up on the dock, those who didn’t know it thought it was the Kul Tiras North Sea Fleet training camp.

   Every pirate who gathers here, no matter how old they are in a line of work, will do their best to raise their chests and make themselves look more serious and tough.

   At least you can't let others think it's a useless trash can.

   Everyone kept their mouths tightly closed, for fear that their mouths would say some terrible words at this terrible time

   It's like a few hours after Black's arrival at Rogue Harbor, the scumbag pirates who can't get up on the wall are reborn.

   This is certainly not because Black's "charisma" has influenced these hopelessly smelly pirates.

   The reason why they became so cute is actually very simple.

In the past few hours, more than 1,300 people have used their lives to demonstrate to the pirates on the island what it would be like to behave badly and talk nonsense in front of Lord Black Shaw. .

   Now, a noose hangs from every column in the pier of Rogue Harbor, and under each noose there are at least three pirate corpses swaying and dancing in the wind.

  Perhaps Matchlegdan and Conrad were too crazy to kill in the name of Black when they set off a "pirate belt cleanup" before the war, and it was not enough that all the nooses on the entire island were used.

   The original "single room" can only be temporarily changed to this "multiple room".

  The good news is that the old **** who are tied to the same noose and their tongues stretched out are not going to jump up and protest this inhumane treatment.

  The bad news is that the "multiplayer movement" where several guys are tied together looks a bit chaotic, and no longer has the deterrent effect of hanging.

   But that's not a big deal either.

   Hanging is not enough of a deterrent, is it?

It's ok!

On the largest platform of the pier, the bodies of more than 300 rebel pirates are being dumped there. The "tattooed woman" Marcy, the first officer in charge of stacking the bodies, also carried out strict "garbage classification" according to Lord Black's instructions. .

  The corpses are stored in two piles.

   Put the head on the left and the corpse on the right.

  The location of this platform is just on the only way to enter the pier, ensuring that every pirate who comes to gather from all over the island can see this authentic "pirate style".

  This crazy slaughter is enough to make the most die-hard old fur seal tremble, and it is enough to make the vrykul raiders who have just joined the team for a few months feel the boldness and cruelty of the big pirates.

   The most terrifying thing is not that Black kills Liwei.

   But everyone killed by Lord Black really deserves to die.

   Some pirates with strange abilities or high spiritual vision can even see those crying souls standing beside their corpses.

   They kept talking about their sins to everyone who passed by.

  This directly leads to the windy wind on the road entering the pier, and even under the setting sun, every pirate passing here feels a chill in the neck and body.

  The coldness, combined with the chilling scene in front of him, made some timid **** tremble in their calves.

   This situation is clearly not normal.

   This is apparently the result of the unpredictable and terrible power of the Pirate Prophet.

  This is killing someone and you have to be punished.

   Twenty minutes after the assembly bell rang, the last team of pirate guards on duty at the other end of Rogue Harbor also rode to the pier, and the whole pier was already crowded.

The deck of every pirate ship outside the pier was also covered with called sailors, and the scene was full of people, the pirate flag was flying, if you don't take into account the messy dress of these guys and their chaotic formation, and the rogue port pier Ben As far as layers of bad design are concerned, it's quite deterrent that so many people get together.

   There are more than 300 ships of almost all sizes in the docks and ports, and the number of people is almost 30,000. This is already the sum of all the North Sea pirates who seek a living on the frozen sea.

   Although they belong to different factions, this is a real pirate army!

   "Cough cough."

  After the last group of people also arrived, Blake didn't waste time, the drunk captain coughed a few times, and stepped onto the stern of the Nagfar, which was docked at the dock.

   Several members of the North Sea Pirate King Council followed closely behind the smelly pirates.

  The Queen of the North Sea, Anne Byrne, the Queen's lover, Match Legdan, and his good friend Conrad, two ghost pirate captains Grayson and Elles who have been dead for nearly a hundred years.

   These big men, who were famous in the Frozen Sea, were very submissive at this moment, just like Black's servants.

   They followed the stinky pirates with humility, and they told everyone the answer to the question "Who is the real boss?"

"Snapped"

   Black, who was standing firmly on the poop, snapped his fingers, and a very simple reflection magic was cast, projecting the smelly pirate's upper body into the air in an illusion.

   is like a half-length giant.

   This is so that all the pirates around the dock can clearly see and hear what Blake is going to say next.

In fact, although the North Sea pirates are only a subordinate faction of the undead pirates, not all pirates have seen their "big commander" with their own eyes. For some "just debuted" little pirates, this is the first time they have really seen To the legendary great pirate "Double-faced Man".

   Well, look at this handsome face with some evil faces, look at this handsome golden hair, and look at the pair of blue eyes that are as gentle as a lover and as broad and tolerant as the sea.

   It seems that the rumor that Lord Black is a rare and beautiful man in the world is not groundless. Although at first glance it is not as handsome and tragic as the legend, but this appearance is indeed very capable.

  Blake's handsomeness makes some male pirates feel ashamed, and some female pirates also shine.

Although the appearance of the chief commander does not have any substantial impact on the combat effectiveness of a pirate gang, in fact, everyone is a vulgar appearance party. If the boss is too curious, he will go out and brag. Not loud.

   "I feel that many of you are secretly saying that I am handsome, and many people are secretly jealous of my appearance and talent. I don't have to hide it. I can feel your emotions, my colleagues in Beihai."

   In the silence, Blake said the first sentence.

   This immediately caused a burst of laughter, which lightened the heavy atmosphere on the pier.

   But it also made some guys with ghosts in their hearts change their faces, and hurriedly tried to stabilize their minds. Don't have some inappropriate thoughts at this terrible time, so as not to be perceived by Lord Black.

   But in reality, pirates are just bragging.

In the absence of   Xalatas, relying only on the "seven-headed beasts" anima inlaid on his helmet was not enough for him to instantly perceive the mental activities of these tens of thousands of people.

   It's not that pirates can't do it.

   But he dared not do it.

   Really did this, his brain couldn't handle so much information, and it would definitely explode with a bang like a slapped watermelon, which would be embarrassing.

   It won't die, but it hurts, bastard!

   "That's right, smile more, I know that the alliance fleet outside the island has put a lot of pressure on you, and I also know that the 'little optimization' I just performed on the island's personnel structure has made you nervous.

   But totally unnecessary, folks. "

  Blake spread his hands and said to the pirates in the dock and port in a gentle tone:

   "The damned people are already dead, and those who can come here alive mean that your sins are not enough to offend me, which means that you are not bad enough to make me look at you differently.

   This is of course a good thing.

   This means that your evil still has room for hopeless growth.

   Of course, I taught you a lesson today.

   That is, don't try to jump left and right before the dangerous moment of the unknown situation. This is a very dangerous behavior, especially for the useless idiots with insufficient brains.

  I don't ask everyone to devote their loyalty, but I can't stand the two ends of the incompetent.

I think these colleagues who have died and are destined to go to **** are enough to teach everyone a little lesson. Originally, when such dark wisdom is taught, there is a course fee, but for everyone's frightened sake, this is You will be exempted.

   Well, stop talking about these unhappy things.

   Let’s talk about something happy. "

Under the silent gazes of all the pirates, their commander, Blake Shaw, pulled out a cool and mysterious looking wand wrapped in a purple-black streamer from his suitcase like magic, and leaned on him with a bang. beside.

   The wand's point on the Nagfar's deck is causing visible spatial ripples in its eerie eyeball-like head.

   Some pirate spellcasters couldn't help but exclaim at this moment, such as Miss Catelyn Ruinwevor, a warlock apprentice of Thanaras Academy, who was hiding in the crowd and watching Lord Black's speech with gleaming eyes.

   She stared at the black staff in the pirate's hand in a stunned manner.

  Although she is only a low-level mage and warlock apprentice and an apprentice pirate, even her negligible spellcasting ability can clearly perceive the terrible corrosion and damage that the staff is doing to the surrounding space system.

   That thing is like a walking spatial singularity.

   Growing up in the house of an archmage, the well-informed Caitlin has never seen or even heard of such a domineering and arrogant air sacred object.

   "You don't need to know what's in my hand! You don't need to know how it works! You don't even need to know its name!"

  Blake's voice became deep in the next moment.

   He waved the scepter of Sargeras in his hand, and outlined a tingling black space gap in front of him, and he shouted:

   "You just need to know that the treasure in my hands can send you all with your wrecked ships out of this **** island surrounded by allied navies in the blink of an eye.

  I can send you to any place in this world you want to go according to my heart.

  Yes, there is no doubt about it, poor fellows, it was I who asked Captain Anne to gather you here, and it was I who set up this trap and used you as bait to guide the Alliance fleet here.

   All the preparations are for this moment, and Barry Westwin, the smug old man who feels like he has a certain victory, will soon know that all his arrangements and conjectures are worthless in front of me.

  Because I will not go on this war according to his ideas at all.

  嘁, the old men who have been eliminated by the times are always like this. They are not willing to become the stepping stone and background board of young people. They always want to show their residual heat and prove themselves.

   They always ask me to be fair in these games, but they never understand that I'm not even playing the same game as them.

   That stinky old man who tried to wipe out my trashy subordinates reminds me of an old guy I hate.

  Well, by the way, I still have to call Marshal Barry an uncle. I still have to know how he taught me to shoot foxes with a shotgun when I was a kid.

   Those hunting experiences will last a lifetime.”

   "Captain, digress."

  Seeing that the drunken Black became more and more deviated from the theme, he began to complain to the pirates about his elders. Anne Bonn, who was standing behind Black, hurriedly reached out and poked the stinky pirate in the waist, and reminded him in a low voice.

  Black came back to his senses. He coughed, waved his staff again, and shouted:

   "Anyway! You are in trouble today, North Sea pirates who pull their hips and waste! The big bags you prepared for looting in advance are definitely not enough!

  Because I'm going to take you to launch the most gorgeous, huge, and exciting looting in the past three hundred years!

  I will humiliate them in the face of the Union Navy!

  I want them to see with their own eyes how easy it is for me to play tricks on them, jump out of their encirclement, and make it too late for them to return to their hometown.

  Yes, trash!

  Your boss, the terrifying overlord of this endless sea, that is, me, Blake Shaw, I will take you today to do a major event that will definitely go down in history.

   Now, I'm going to pick a lucky country to launch an epic pirate feast!

  I have prepared everything for this. I believe that after my "inspiration" at noon today, you must have completed the mental preparation before the action.

  Then there is only one problem left.”

  The stinky pirate stopped, then gave a cold and malicious smile, and shouted:

   "So, which lucky country can usher in this wonderful thing? You say it! It's up to you to judge!"

  Blake's shout made the entire quiet dock boil instantly. All the pirates first looked at me and I looked at you, and then they shouted hoarsely for the most perfect looting target in their hearts.

   Perhaps because of the anger of Lordaeron at sea recently, most of the pirates were shouting slogans for Terenas to die.

   There are some ingenious guys who have heard some weird rumors about Lord Black, so they call out the country name of "Kul Tiras".

   The remaining targets are relatively niche, ranging from Gilneas to Stormwind Kingdom.

   The most peculiar thing is that several exiled Quel'dorei pirates actually shouted out Mount Hyjal, and were then knocked down and dragged away by the Void Watchers hiding in the crowd.

  I don't know where these guys who have never been to Kalimdor and the night elves have such a big hatred?

   "Okay! I've heard your opinions. Now pick up your knives, get ready to board the ship, get ready to fire guns, get ready for a big robbery, trash!"

   After being so noisy for nearly a minute, Blake raised his hands and made a stop motion.

   The entire pier quickly returned to silence. As the pirates drew their weapons and held their wine bottles with increasing anticipation, their chief commander raised the scepter of Sargeras in his hand.

   A large-scale group teleportation was displayed with the evil staff as the center, and the waves of space fragmentation caused the sky above the pirates to reflect dense black cobwebs.

   It was as if an oversized balloon was blown open, and at the moment when it inflated to the maximum extent and wrapped all the pirates and ships in the entire dock and port, the pirates who were cheering to the point of going crazy heard the voice of the "Grand Commander" again.

"Our epic raid is about to begin, as you wish, let's go to Quel'Thalas and have a good time! Well, you **** are quite smart, and you guessed the most in my heart all of a sudden. Hope it's a good place to hang out."

  The expressions of the pirates at this time were full of question marks.

   But then everyone was relieved.

   What place is robbing not robbing?

Right?

   And Quel'Thalas is even richer, as expected of Blake Shaw, what a wonderful vision!

  Elves!

   Tremble!

   Pirates are here!

   (end of this chapter)