Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1582 215. The million-year period has come, welcome the return of Fengshen!

   In the waters on the edge of the Uldum Desert, which had turned into a mess at this time, several pirate ships traveling in the sky sneaked down from the clouds.

   They also pretended to open the newly installed optical camouflage on the ship to filter the light to achieve the purpose of physical stealth.

   Such a cool technology, at first glance, is the work of mechanical gnomes in Mechagon, but these ships are not steel ships made by mechanical gnomes.

   Their appearance is still troll-style battleships, but most of them have undergone some mechanized transformations. Because the transformation has not been completed, these ships are full of a nondescript feeling.

   Especially the very advanced cruise torpedoes under their wooden hulls, and the ghost scenes of the mechanical gnomes' electromagnetic guns mounted on the base of the naval guns, are enough to make military enthusiasts of any era turn their tables and rage.

   But for the cursed pirates who have been hiding their heads and showing their tails and pretending to be their grandsons recently, they are quite proud at this time.

   "Aiya, ah, from today onwards, we Gaboya will also be awesome."

On the bow of the Reaper, the newly-promoted troll pirate God Gaboa looked at Uldum, which had been completely shrouded by the sandstorm, with a satisfied attitude, holding the hot air scimitar and ruby ​​sword at his waist. desert.

   The first mate and second mate beside him also kept their backs straight.

   They didn't come here today to pick up scraps from the dangerous battlefield where the wind element and the Titan guardians fought, they came here today to do a real "big thing"!

   They want to overthrow the tyrannical and maddened Wind Rider Al'Akir's brutal **** of the Sky Wall.

   Although they are not wind elements, but they want to send a new good king to the suffering wind element "home silver".

  Gaboa could swear it was all for the well-being of the elementals.

Of course, after successfully helping His Highness the Windchaser to establish a new Sky Wall rule with the attitude of "Servant of the Dragon", it is said that His Majesty Sunderland, who is very generous, gave him the title of "Prince of the Sky" or something. It's a normal thing.

  At that time, he Gaboa will be the agent of the Sky Wall in the material world.

  Tsk tsk, how can this be considered a real blend in the circle of high-end power in Azeroth.

   For Gaboa, who was a poor skeleton nailed to the cursed pier a few years ago, the spectacle of today and the future is something he could never imagine.

   can only say that he was lucky to catch up with a good era?

   "Those **** in the South China Sea who took advantage of us to hide from the limelight and robbed us of our territory had better wash their necks now!"

  Gaboa stroked his fangs and said viciously to his first mate of the forest troll and second mate of the snake man:

"After I help the supreme Majesty Sunderland to ascend to the throne, I will take you back to the South China Sea! I don't necessarily have to prove who we are better at cursing pirates, I just feel that those things we have lost, I must do it with my own hands. Take back!"

   "Double. No, triple take it back!"

  Gaboa's first mate, Harraz, the God of Lynx, brandished his bone knife and shouted:

   "All the waters from the Echo Isles to Zandalar are ours, and we'll show the world that with brutal slaughter."

   "Look at what you can do."

   The second snake-man, Aspix, who had terrible burn marks on his face, glared at the lynx who was full of hunting and killing, hissing and saying:

"According to the agreement made by the captain and Black, we will have half of the control of the endless sea. Of course, the actual control area is definitely not that large, but I think that we will go up to the wall of the sky and fight the throat of the abyss. In a situation of good relations, it should not be a problem to demand **** of the South China Sea, right?

   By the way, Captain, Lord Black is going to the Northland to do a big job this time. If he succeeds, then he will definitely not be the grandson of the tide hunters.

   That is to say, there will be an important space above the Tidehunter's courthouse. Shall we walk away from the Tide Church? "

   Snake Man's second pair narrowed his eyes and said in a soft tone:

   "I heard that the black knights are doing the same thing. They acted earlier than us and sent a lot of things to the proto-turtles in private.

   Obviously, they also want to learn from Lord Black's fortune and find a big power to join them. "

   "You mean, let me be the grandson of the tide hunters?"

  Gaboya's expression suddenly became a little unsightly.

   But the second pair of snake people is not afraid, it spit out a snake letter and said:

   "We are pirates, Captain, it's not ashamed to bow down to the elemental monarch to seek refuge, what are we doing with shame? Isn't it fragrant for real interests?

   Besides, the outstanding pirates of Lord Black have also served the tide hunters, so you can at most pay tribute to the classics. "

   "Makes sense."

  The first officer of the forest troll nodded vigorously. He fought fiercely, but his brain was not very useful. He was easily persuaded by the snake man, but Gaboa shook his head and said with some regret:

"There is only one Blake who can mix well in several factions at the same time. He is a prophet, but I am not. The elemental legions have a deep grievance with each other. It is difficult for us to sell ourselves to the wall of the sky and gain the abyss. Throat trust.

  伱It is a good idea, but it is too difficult to actually operate.

   Forget it, let’s not talk about that.

   Get ready now! "

   Wearing a cool blood-red pirate outfit, Gaboa stretched out his hand and felt the breath of the increasingly manic storm in the sky. He turned his head and said to his first and second mates:

   "I feel a pure storm force is coming. His Royal Highness Sunderland is here. Let's go to meet him! We must leave a good impression of deference to the future Aeolus."

   "Captain! Look!"

   At this moment, Lynx Shenxuan suddenly pointed to the sea below and called to Gaboa:

   "There is movement at sea!"

"Um?"

  The troll pirate **** turned his head and saw that in the waters below the coast of Uldum, several black ghost ships appeared from the mist drifting from the sea.

   Those ships are very familiar to him, and they are the ghost ships that were robbed from Hela during the battle of Quel'Thalas.

   And there are black pirate flags hanging on several ships, the strange combination of golden laurels and skeletons representing treasures. Apart from the black spirit pirates, which force would use such a strange symbol?

   "Damn! They're so haunted!"

  Gaboa jumped and scolded:

   "How can I meet these landlubbers anywhere? Am I cursed by them? What are they doing here? Are they going to rob us of the treasure of the Sky Wall?

asshole!

   That belongs to me!

  What are you still doing? And don't fire the destroyer torpedo I paid so much for from Mechagon! Dry and sink the garbage ship of these **** robbing me for treasure! "

   "Calm down, Captain!"

  The second deputy of the snake man quickly hugged the angry Gaboa, and it persuaded:

   "His Royal Highness Sunderland is coming soon, and the Black Spirit pirates are definitely here to help. Maybe it was Lord Black who called it. This will attack our own people and it will not look good on our face."

   "Why do I want face! I want money!"

  Gaboa wielded a hot-air machete and caused swirling storms in the air. He roared and wanted to sink the ships of the damned black knights, but he was persuaded by his first mate.

A few minutes later, on the coast on the edge of the Uldum Desert where a heavy sandstorm almost obscured the sun, with a PM2.5 of at least 999, with another pure wind blowing, several people have been recuperating in the world of Draenor. The huge figure of Sunderland, the wind chaser of the moon, suddenly appeared from the wind.

The wind element prince and his "father" Alakir have the same style of aeolian shoulder pads. The endless wind converges into a thunderous ball of light suspended on the silver-gray shoulder armor. Kiel's Assan-style turban, Sunderland's storm helmet is like a crown with three sides forked, and the edges and corners make it more majestic and solemn.

   If Alakir feels like a monarch in control, Sunderland feels more like an aggressive commander.

  Especially after the experience of Draenor, after experiencing the essence of the wind in different postures in different worlds, the wind that Sunderland raised obviously had a heavier feeling.

   The storm holy blade it holds in its hand is wrapped around thunder sparks and converges with the storm, adding a powerful sense of power to the wind element prince.

   Beside the wind chaser, the elemental merchant "Lamp God" Al Abbas faithfully played his role at this time.

   It commanded a group of high-level wind elementals in the Sky Wall who had long been dissatisfied with the **** of the Wind Riders, and a group of otherworldly Stormtroopers recruited in Draenor, forming a battle formation on the edge of the great desert.

   They are ready to follow His Highness Sunderland into the Storm Shrines of Azeroth.

   On Sunderland's right, Blake, who was wearing the Luna armor, came alone, without bringing his very cool spaceship or his own fleet.

   But at this time absolutely no one would doubt the deterrent power of Black being here alone.

   What's more, pirates are not really alone.

   He blew a sharp whistle towards the sky, and a few seconds later, a large group of tol'vir stone warriors flapped their wings and appeared on the coast through a large sandstorm.

   The appearance of these Ra-den families means that Sunderland's conquest and **** of the Sky Wall is supported by the guardians of the Titans.

   For those old-fashioned elemental creatures, this means a shameful compromise. The elemental creatures are the rulers of this world, and the titan guardians are a group of foreign pleasures.

   They should continue to wage war until the whole world is razed to the ground and return to the chaotic elemental age.

   Well, Al'Akir the Wind Rider is a faithful representative of this "old-fashioned idea".

   But for those elemental creatures with enough brains, there is nothing wrong with His Royal Highness Sunderland's choice.

  The era of chaos is over.

   Looking at the future, you can see a new world that is bound to be full of order. In such a future, if you continue to uphold the nature of the elements and mess around, you will definitely be beaten by others.

Besides, Sunderland is not the only elemental monarch who has accepted the kindness sent by the Titan Guardians today. With the surging tide, the rainstorm is mixed with thunder and thunder, and the originally calm sea suddenly has a wave of aroma. of huge waves.

  At the same time that Gaboa's Death was landing, water element warriors with big waists and round waists appeared in the tumbling tides, and some strange-shaped torrent warriors appeared from under the deep sea carrying the battle flag of the throat of the abyss.

  Above the craziest tide blowing the coast, leaning on a trident, the majestic tide hunter Neptulon is leading the high-level warriors of the Hydraxian Legion to join the upcoming battlefield.

  The monarch of the water element stood above the tide and nodded very restrainedly to Sunderland, which was considered a greeting.

   And His Highness Sunderland also politely nodded back, which means that His Highness Sunderland, who is about to return to the Aeolian Throne and the Wall of the Sky, has received support from another elemental monarch.

   This kind of thing is really unimaginable in the past.

   After all, the elements are not only mortal enemies with the Titan Guardians, but their relationship with each other is not necessarily that good. But now, Endless Wind and Hydrasia are actually teaming up to do one thing, which can really be said to be "times have changed".

   "The era of isolation and chaos among the elements is over."

   Looking at the communication between His Royal Highness Sunderland and the tide hunters, Al Abbas, the lamp **** who has completely experienced the battle of **** from ancient times and lived to the present, said beside Blake very emotionally:

"Perhaps, the next era will be the era of harmonious elements, just as the four elements of the world of Draenor unite to fight against the fel energy, the four elements of Azeroth will also end the union, and this world will go away because of the harmony of the elements. on a more prosperous path.

   This may be a good thing. "

   "So, I said that if you elements don't open up your treasure house to me in the future, it can only mean that the elements have no conscience."

  Black held his helmet and complained:

   "It's all up to me to coordinate with you guys, ah, I can plan conspiracies and pull unity, I really am an amazing man."

   "Yes, among all my traders, your level of narcissism is at least in the top three, and your appreciation for yourself can be equated with your shocking strength."

  Deng Shen also sharply complained, saying:

"In addition, thanks to your promotion and help, I just got the priesthood of 'trading', are you interested in becoming my godly choice? Lord Black, I can make you earn at least 5% more in each transaction. ."

   "Only 5%? Who do you look down on?"

  Black said unhappily:

   "Is it better than this if I go out and grab an extra order every day? And you, a wind element lord, dare to make the powerful and evil Thousand Tongue Demon your choice?

   Don't you know how powerful the void is for the elements?

   Or have you really never heard of the terrible things that happened to the roa of Zandalar? Make me your choice, do you think you'll survive a week? Want to make a bet?

   Just bet your element core is good? "

   "Hehe, the war is about to start, don't say such a horrible thing."

   Deng Shen smiled awkwardly, and it looked up at the sky.

   At the end of Uldum's sky, hidden by clouds, the Aeolus Throne, which was always hidden in the realm of the elements in the past, has also appeared in the material world because of today's war.

  The palace suspended in the sky represents the highest existence of the wind power, and that will be their goal today.

  Olakir, who rashly attacked, was trapped in the furnace of origin by the guardian, and nothing could stop Sunderland from returning to its birthplace and seizing the throne belonging to the **** of wind.

   Witnessed by tides and ancient gods, the wind **** returns to his place

   is today!

   (end of this chapter)