Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1503 136. Hela came laughing, Hela left crying, Hela didn't even survive a chapter

   The sea where the opponent's brains burst out of the fight just now will be quiet soon.

   But it wasn't the bleak silence after the war, just because before the decisive battle between the navy and the pirates had reached its climax, a bunch of **** who "don't talk about martial arts" jumped out to get a sense of existence.

  Daelin was happy to take this opportunity to redeploy the very dangerous Quel'Thalas navy that had become very dangerous because of the Sun King's "micro-manipulation".

  The two sides in the war were considered dead, and there was an intermission. Dai Lin handed over the stage to the undead under Hela, who was not the same as him.

Admiral    doesn't really care who wins or loses between Undead and Black.

   But as long as this battle is fought, he will win.

   When the undead and pirates are fighting, he can even re-arrange his encirclement net leisurely. The battle damage ratio of both sides in the battle just now shows that this method of tactics is very suitable for dealing with pirates who are wandering.

   "Your Excellency, General Garithers has sent a message, and he asks you to open it yourself."

   A dragon eagle rider descended from the sky with his mount and handed a letter to Dai Lin. The admiral noticed something was wrong, and when he opened the letter, he felt a chill in his heart.

   As expected.

  My stupid daughter Fina got into trouble!

   Having never seen Fenna appear in the naval battle before, Dai Lin still had a small fortune, thinking that her daughter had finally behaved well, but he only understood after reading this letter.

  Fina doesn't appear in naval battles because the stupid warriors have more important tasks.

   "Look at the 'big things' our wonderful daughter has done."

  Dalin expressionlessly handed Garithers' letter full of Lordaeron's "hometown dialect" greetings to Lady Golden Sword, who covered her eyes in despair when she saw it in her hand.

At the same time as Blake and Daelin were engaged in a naval battle, the "pirate marines" of 300 Shield Maidens and the same number of Bearman Berserkers attacked Garithers and Danas Torbay. Protected land artillery positions.

   Not only did she successfully complete the task of destroying the artillery positions, she even beat up all the field marshal's knight guards in front of Garithers, and captured more than 200 people in the battle, returning triumphantly.

   Now Field Marshal Lordaeron and General Stormgard have jointly protested to Dalene, asking him to take his mad daughter back!

  Finner and Blake are not the same.

  Although everyone knows Blake's true identity, but after all, no real hammer has been exposed, Fenna is the princess of Kul Tiras who was personally sealed by Daelin in front of the people.

   Her appearance on the battlefield will undoubtedly make people throw a rat.

   And the most important problem is that Dai Lin's daughter is really virtuous and capable of fighting. Even if the army wants to fight back, basically no one can beat her.

   "Let me go."

   Mrs. Jinjian rubbed her head, which was so painful that she was about to explode. She was about to show the majesty of her mother and bring back the crazy Fina, but was stopped by Dai Lin.

Admiral    not only was not angry, but showed a very relieved old father's smile, as if saying "As expected of my daughter Dai Lin".

   He obviously did not take the protests of Garithers and Danas seriously, but picked up the binoculars to look at the battle between the undead and the pirates in front of him.

Admiral    whispered:

   "Now we can say that Fina is being manipulated by evil pirates with psychic magic, but if you come forward and have a big fight with your daughter, the problem will be difficult to end.

  You don't go, just stay here. "

   "Should she be allowed to go crazy? Who would dare to marry her in the future?"

   Mrs. Jinjian said dissatisfiedly:

   "If it goes on like this, her reputation in Quel'Thalas will be ruined, and Salorian doesn't know what's going on? Why didn't he stop him this time, who was always reliable?

   I clearly wrote him a letter asking him to take care of Fenna for me. "

   "Let little Jaina go."

   Dai Lin said quietly:

"I know that Blake has given them two magical powers to connect the two sisters, and little Jaina is enough to persuade her or stop her. Besides, the child has always wanted to help the family to do something, so let her go to Fenna's side. Well, save her by sneaking out to the sea and encountering danger.

   Well, look!

   They went to war. "

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   Black and the undead go to war.

There are only Nagfar and Gaboa's Reaper ships on his side, and several aerial gunboats of the Cursed Fleet, which are absolutely weaker in number than the dead ones who were "fished" from the sand and sand of the endless sea by Hela. Spirit Fleet.

   Fearing lack of strength, Hela gave the undead pirates from all eras the power of hell, so that they all had the power of the original Hylajar Legion.

  For example, some high-end goods such as cursed, foggy bodies, and spirit walking are piled up, making the undead pirates with uneven combat effectiveness also become fierce.

   This is equivalent to the bad luck of the heavy kryptonite Mrs. Haila, who has drawn R and SR many times, but she abruptly used the power of krypton gold to pile up these low-level goods into the combat effectiveness of high-level goods.

   Speaking of which, Hela is also miserable.

   The time she hid in the Maw happened to be the most turbulent time of the endless sea, and all kinds of pirate talents emerged one after another, but Hela missed it perfectly.

  Wait until she returns to Azeroth, all the more powerful pirates have found their way of allegiance.

  Gaboa even became a god.

   In this case, it is impossible for any power that is a little bit tricky to join Hela's command. She can only get out these guys who are still watching in front of her like rushing for gold.

And in order to fulfill her wish to kill Blake, the Queen of Hell even put on her own "coffin book" and sent those generals from Hylagar who had escaped the disaster of Hell before to help the undead army win a big victory .

   She felt that she was strong.

   But she overlooked one point.

   After so long, she should no longer look at Black and his fleet with the same old eyes.

   "click"

   In the barrage of the undead curse artillery bombardment, the sea around the Nagfar continued to rise, but Magatha Tide Totem manipulated the Tide Stone to prevent the undead fleet from approaching the Nagfar.

  Black didn't care.

   He was standing in front of the captain's wheel with a pipe in his mouth. On the deck below him, a large group of mechanical gnome craftsmen were busy putting together a very strangely shaped thing.

   That thing looks like a cannon!

   But no barrel and no place to refill ammo.

   It is said that it is a crossbow machine, but it does not have anything like a bowstring. In addition to the complexity and precision of the mechanism, the shape design of this thing is also very colorful.

It is shaped into the shape of a flying raven with the "Yanjin" unique to the high-level arakkoa of Draenor, and is placed on a golden base below, surrounded by various sizes and shapes. Different lenses.

  Although it looks complete now, upon closer inspection, it is obvious that some of the precision parts were added later during restoration.

   It is like a large sculpture.

  Although it can flexibly adjust the direction and height difference, but I really can't see that this gorgeous thing has any use other than showing off its wealth.

   "It's also fortunate that I had a good relationship with the mechanical gnomes in advance, or else I really couldn't find a craftsman in this world who could repair this treasure."

  Blake breathed out a smoke ring and boasted to the vision of Gaboa floating beside him:

  "You know, this big treasure I got from Draenor was not intended for these stinky fish and rotten shrimp, I was going to use it to burn Daelin's flagship.

   But you can barely use it here.

   The only downside of this thing is that it has too many advantages. It is powerful, easy to operate, and does not require an energy source. If you have to pick one disadvantage, it is that the attack interval is too long.

   One use will burn all Apexis lenses, and I'll have to go to the wandering arakkoa to re-grind the mirrors. "

  The pirate rubbed his teeth and said in pain:

   "This thing costs me a fortune every time it fires, it doesn't need a power source, but every second it fires is powered by almost as much gold as my boat, what the hell!"

   "What are you babbling about?"

  Gaboa's vision is here.

   But his real body will still be commanding operations on the Reaper, and by the way, he will sprinkle the power of his poisonous storm as a pirate Loa on the undead fleet.

  Because the opponent is an undead and is not afraid of poisoning, Gaboya's power at this time is somewhat embarrassing.

  The pirate **** saw that he couldn't suppress the scene, and he needed the tide stone on the Nagfar to keep stirring the sea currents to ensure that the undead fleet was suppressed.

   Seeing that the fog of the undead became thick, it meant that the undead pirates were about to launch a general attack, and the firepower of the Death God and the cursed gunship could not be suppressed.

   He was a little anxious and shouted to Black:

   "Are you fighting? Or are you selling goods? Who cares how expensive your secret weapon is? If it's really as powerful as you say, fire it up!

asshole!

   Don't you see that we are all surrounded?

   I can go anytime I want, but you can’t. Hela is here to kill you this time! "

   "Hey, what are you afraid of?"

  Blakela's long voice sneered:

   "There are some people who don't change their cowardly character even if they become Loa. How can you be a strong Loa in the future? Your followers will probably cry when they see you like this."

   "Captain! 'Breath of Rukhmar' is ready!"

The mechanical gnome below    tightened the last set screw with a large wrench, then turned back and shouted to Black:

   "The No. 1 naval gun dedicated to the Nagfar can be fired at any time!"

"very good!"

  Black nodded with satisfaction, and was about to go to control this powerful thing, but glanced at little Nagfar who was standing beside him eager to try.

   I heard that my daughter has been studying very hard in school recently. Such a good child needs to be rewarded.

   So the stinky pirate pouted and said to the ship spirit:

   "Go, my little baby, help Dad kill those undead who want to kill me, and give them the whole life!"

  “Ow~”

  Little Boat Spirit jumped up happily, but she quickly frowned and said:

   "How does that thing work? It looks so precise, will it be broken? I can't afford it."

   "Don't worry, that thing has been buried under the ruins of Tongtian Peak for thousands of years without breaking. It is very sturdy, and it is very simple to use, fool-like operation."

  Blake patted his daughter on the head and said to her:

   "You go down and buckle the sight glass, then let the craftsmen activate it, and you can aim at the ship when you see it is not pleasing to the eye. Of course, it only lasts ten seconds.

   So you better destroy the undead before it's over or I'll have a headache. "

"Uh-huh!"

  The little boat spirit nodded vigorously, she jumped off the deck with her good friend Lei Shi, and grabbed the sight glass of this large sculpture-like peculiar weapon as Blake said.

   After she was familiar with the operation, Black nodded towards the mechanical gnomes.

Soon, under the careful manipulation of a gnome mechanic with goggles, the largest of the Apexis lenses in the circle around Rukhmar's Breath was continuously adjusted, and finally faced the sunset that was about to fall in the sky. .

   "Captain! The sun's rays are too dim for the lens to activate!"

   The dwarf technician adjusted for several seconds but did not respond. He anxiously shouted at the pirate. Black pouted, took the Luna lantern from his waist and held it high in his hand.

   In the next instant, the sky and the earth on the entire ocean changed color, and the slanting sunlight from the setting sun suddenly turned into a sky full of stars, and the dazzling and bright moonlight shone down on the lens in the dwarf's hand.

   The wonderful light beam gathered quickly, and was reflected back and forth by more than a hundred large and small lenses in Nagfar's exclamation, until the last point just fell into the circular hole in the center of the golden sculpture.

   An indescribable energy spread out on the deck of the ghost ship, and even the moonlight, which was many times colder than the sun, became scorched after being so intensified.

   The eyes on the head of the very delicate raven shaped by the breath of Rukhmar shone with a silver-grey light.

   In the cheers of the small boat spirits, two scorching moonlight rays roared and flew out, hitting the fastest ship in front of the undead fleet.

  Instant penetration, instant ignition.

The entire ghost ship and the undead on the ship are like dry firewood that has been doused with gasoline, and instantly turned into a burning torch on the sea. The steam rises, which is the mist formed by the evaporation of seawater by high temperature.

   This terrifying destructive power made Nagfar exclaim, and the Pirate God's eyes widened, and Dai Lin, who was watching this scene, frowned.

Admiral    doubted that this weapon was probably not used by Black to fight the undead.

  If these unlucky ghosts don't show up, maybe it's his Sea Kingship that is now being pierced and set on fire.

   "Dare to attack us! All die!"

   Little Nagfar manipulated the flexible sight glass, like a ray sweeping, cutting the sea water in an instant, and silver flames spread all over the sea.

   The whole sea seemed to be ignited, and those bright flames rolled and ran on the water, like the clamor of the tide of death, sending those dead and resurrected crumbs back to the **** they should go to.

   And this time, Hela doesn't even think about resurrecting them.

   "Tell Crazy Hela, this is my greeting to her!"

  The ship spirit obviously didn't forget the hard days she had spent in hell, she wailed and pulled the sight glass again.

   In the tenth second that the lenses around Rukhmar's Breath melted and shattered due to the high temperature, she successfully ignited all the undead ships within 180° of the sea in front of the Nagfar.

  The bright moonlight also dissipated at this moment, and the calm Quel'Thalas returned to the sunset time.

  The silver flames are dissipating, and everything is like a dream that is not so real.

   But the burning wreckage of the ships on the sea represents that everything just happened is real. It took only ten seconds for Black to reimburse half of the "Vengeance Fleet" that Hela had worked so hard to build.

  A large amount of water vapor was rising, distorting the scene of the sea. In the silence, Blake took off his pipe and said in a proud voice:

   "Moonlight is also the emission of sunlight. Oh, my physics teacher will definitely feel gratified for my performance today. Sure enough, knowledge is power."

   "Ah? How much knowledge do you have? Sell me a little."

   Gaboa, who was still worried just now, can't wait to raise his thumbs with both hands. He stared at the golden raven sculpture that exuded high temperature, and said to Blake with a look of longing and helplessness:

   "I suddenly feel that this 'Breath of Rukhma' is very suitable for my Reaper. You can give me a price and let me give up."

   As he spoke, he patted his troll luggage hypocritically, and said melanously:

   "Sorry, my wallet, but I really need that cool thing."

   "Mechagon is trying to reverse the forging process of 'Arakkoa Yanjin'. Except for the extremely heat-resistant metal, there is no other material that can withstand the temperature of the sun's eruption.

   Maybe Elemental Steel can, but that thing is undoubtedly too extravagant. "

  Black waved his hand and said:

   "Don't worry, keep your wallet, I will contact you when the first batch of samples are made, of course I can give you a discount, but the premise is that you have to help me lick my shoes.

   Heck!

   Not for you to lick now!

   Evil is not disgusting, you!

stand up!

  You shameful pirate god. "

   (end of this chapter)