Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1698 66. Ha, stupid, I already hold the key to the future!

  Although Blake has always said that it is a time of war, as a commander, he can’t take up too many resources, just give himself a bed in the command cabin to rest and so on.

   But as the uncrowned king of the pirate industry, as the commander of the undead fleet, how could the pirate spirits under his command be involved in such a thing?

  In the end, the crumb pirates stayed in the captain's room of the Evil of the World under the "repeated persuasion" of their subordinates. Anne Bonn, who was temporarily serving as the captain of the battleship, ran to squeeze with the first officer, Ms. Natalie.

  As an air carrier full of black technology, the setting of the captain's room is not like a small compartment like the Nagfar with limited size, but it is very comfortable and luxurious.

   It's five times bigger than Blake's room on his own ghost ship, and has its own bathroom.

   There is even a small library.

   However, the mechanical gnome technology-style decoration makes the pirates somewhat unaccustomed, just like the savage guy who is used to the life of the primitive suddenly stepped into the modernization.

   Especially the small mechanical refrigerator placed by the bed, made Blake feel like he was in a different world, and his heart was full of strange happiness. But the pirate's joy faded quickly after opening the refrigerator.

   Looking at the green packaging of Kaya Cola, Black suddenly lost interest in trying the iced drink.

  This thing is the fist product of the goblin consortium Caiaro Trading Company. It is said that this time it was sent to the battlefield as the "official drink" of the anti-magic coalition.

   Probably because the goblin consortium gave more money, the anti-magic coalition logistically agreed to join their products in the military beverage trade.

   But **** knows what those **** who get into the money will add something to Coke to ensure sales. The ingredient list on its bottle is kept secret, so the "goblin secret" drink makes the Thousand Tongue Demon really have no courage to try it.

   He complained in his heart that even if he went crazy and went to the ground to drink fel magma, it would probably be cleaner than this thing.

   So the pirates took out a bottle of Winter Spring Fire Wine out of boredom, and lay down on the bed to take a sip while closing his eyes and listening to the surrounding movement.

He could feel the Evil of the World moving at a steady pace toward the Krokuun frontier, and on the deck of the ship there were many spellcasters who had boarded in the afternoon, whispering about the strange steel ferry.

They will try to cross the magma sea between Krokuun and Antoran Wastes tomorrow afternoon, as the first vanguards to land in Antoran Wastes and use the Legion of Light's beacon system to establish a teleportation linking the two places. system.

   In addition to the casters, there are also a group of Paladins on board.

   They were having a late-night snack in the upper deck barracks discussing boring teachings.

   In the small room next to his own captain's room, the warlock trio was playing cards with Red, and these four guys volunteered to be the "night watchmen" for the captain.

   However, listening to the complaints of the Great Chief, it seems that he has lost a lot of money, and is still accusing the three nasty warlocks of colluding to cheat.

  Ha, this kind of thing still needs to be doubted?

  Blake poured a sip of wine into his mouth, and thought out of boredom that playing cards with warlocks should be ready to be beaten before it starts, isn't it?

  The pirate took back his senses.

   He heard the sound of rushing water. It was Sefir who was bathing in the bathroom. The door was not closed. He could go in anytime he wanted.

   But Blake, who was wearing pajamas, slumped on the bed, without any disturbance in his heart.

   He will be really "low energy", and he is not even in the mood to think about his favorite conspiracy and tricks. Now that he is rarely tired, he just wants to empty his brain and take a good sleep.

   It's always easy to fall asleep, probably when you're extremely tired, but after a few minutes, Blake falls asleep in an odd gesture.

   His left hand was hanging by the bedside, and the Winter Spring Fire Wine in his hand poured drop by drop on the carpet on the metal floor, and soon the entire captain's room was filled with the scent of wine.

  The first mate dragon walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe, and while wiping his wet hair with a towel, he saw Blake sleeping soundly.

  This made Sefir shrug helplessly, and walked forward barefoot to help the pirate take the wine bottle out of his hand, and put him on the bed and put the quilt on him very affectionately.

   leaned over and kissed the pirate's forehead, then sat on the sofa beside the bed, poured himself a glass of red wine, and picked up a copy of Little Star's autobiography to pass the time.

   She is a dragon.

  Sleep is more of a way to kill time than a necessity for them, and after taking the body of the Eternal Tyrant, Sefir rarely sleeps to relieve fatigue.

   After only a few minutes, Sefir looked away from the witty words in the book and rested on Blake's face in the dim light.

   She found that the pirate would actually grin in the dream, like a child having a sweet dream?

   This discovery surprised Sefir.

how? Could the ancient god, who is the master of all living beings' thinking, actually dream? What did he dream about that made him laugh so happily?

  Have you found any money?

   But Blake wasn't really dreaming.

   He wasn't even dreaming.

   A few minutes ago, when he closed his eyes with drowsiness, he felt that something was wrong, and a strange gentle force was guiding his mind into a very chaotic place.

   He stood in that peculiar space, and what he saw in front of him were all kinds of clips about the future and the past, like a small window on a big screen showing hundreds of films at the same time.

   Chaos but hidden some strange order.

   These fragments seem to be connected by an invisible thread, and they are left to Blake to look at, whether traveling to the past or exploring the future.

  The pirate could break free of this space at any time, but on second thought he knew what was going on.

  The Crown of the Ruler was placed on the Evil of this World to provide the spaceship with domain enhancement, which is equivalent to the entire ship has been included in the domain of the world artifact, and this artifact has an entry for "prophet".

   As the owner of the artifact, Blake should have accidentally triggered the "Dream of Prophecy" of the world artifact, just like the Huimeng Immortal Wine brought out by Lao Zhou before he left Draenor and got into the prophecy state.

   "Huh, is this how the traditional prophets like Old Man Velen and Old Zuer felt when they prophesied?"

  Blake stood in this strange prophetic dream, watching the fragments of various fates flying by in front of him.

   He thought it was actually quite interesting.

  Although he is the best prophet in Azeroth, the pirate is actually just a guy who sells dog meat. This is the first time he has truly entered the realm of the "prophet".

   He was not in a hurry to leave, but after a brief thought, he stretched out his hand to pause the constantly rolling fragments of fate in front of him, and then pulled in the future direction.

   Soon, he saw the scene he saw last time in the state of Huimeng Immortal Wine.

   In the scorching fire, he saw a group of weary warriors fighting a burning titan under the reflection of the star curtain, among them his figure.

   But the picture is still the same as last time. In the image of the flames covering everything, I let out a painful neigh but I can't see the reason.

   Probably because of the ancient god's resistance to time, the future predictions about him have been maintained in this obscure state. This made the pirates quickly lose interest in this specious prophecy.

   Such ambiguity was not what he wanted to see.

   He hopes to get some more precise and clearer future, like those stories in his mind, it is best to go deep into each person's background, past and his character.

   To be precise, what Black wants to get is a precise piece of information, not a picture of the future that can be explained anyhow.

   "No wonder Old Man Velen has been emphasizing that being able to see the future is only the basic skill of a prophet. An excellent prophet needs to learn to capture a trace of truth in these complicated pictures before making his own thinking and interpretation."

  The pirate fiddled with the future clip in front of him boredly, and he complained:

   "The threshold for entry in this industry is so high, and the error rate is ridiculously high. Even Old Man Velen, after 30,000 years of practice, can't make every prediction guaranteed to be correct.

   This is not a healthy career ecology at all, I was too wise not to choose this career path in the first place.

never mind.

   Nothing to see about my future.

   I believe in my own strategizing more than these nihilistic and beautiful fragments. "

   With this thought in mind, Black planned to leave this meaningless prophetic dream, but when he turned around, the pirate suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

   He is very sure of his future.

   But after finally entering a dream, it would be a pity to just leave.

  Black transformed into a pipe in the dream, and turned around with it in his mouth. He changed his thinking and stopped looking at his future.

   He could feel Sefir by his side, so he wanted to see Sefir's future.

   The floating footage in front of him suddenly changed with the change of the pirate's mind. The stories about Sefir appeared in front of Blake's eyes, and he saw the future Sefir in the pirate's fingers.

  The morning sun was rising, and the bronze dragon seemed to have regained its body. She flew freely over a sea in the form of a beautiful dragon. In the shadow of her dragon wings was the Nagfar, which was riding the wind and waves.

   As soon as the screen changed, Sefir changed back to the appearance of the eternal tyrant.

   She is fighting a group of strange looking guys in the form of an Eternal Dragon, and she wears a large and surprisingly large black pirate hat on her dragon head.

  The picture changes again, this time Sefir seems to be very old.

In her    human form, she had silver hair and a handsome old man with tattoos on his arms that looked like her back, snuggling up under the sunset. A city that was completely unfamiliar appeared in front of them.

   "happyending! I love it!"

   Black whistled in satisfaction.

  Although he knew that such a picture only represented a possibility in the future, he was still sure that Sefir would still be by his side until he was getting old.

   This is great.

   is like a lie that can make people happy and has its own value.

   "Where's Xalatas?"

  The pirate blinked, wanting to see the future of Xalatas, but as a result, he let the pirate imagine, and the picture in front of him was pitch black.

   "This **** thing is broken?"

   Black cursed, and then he realized it after a turn of his mind.

   As an ancient sage, Xal'atas is in the same situation as himself. The upper void allows them to exempt from the changes of time, and naturally cannot predict the future of Xal'atas.

  The pirate cursed in an unfortunate way, but he rolled his eyes and returned to carefully observe the last picture in Sefir's future.

   Finally found the shadow of Xalatas who was creeping closer in the distorted shadow he cast in the setting sun.

   This shows that Xalatas was also with him at the last moment, and he was still the one who likes to make trouble.

   This made the pirate smile even more.

   Then, he decided to take a look at Maiev's future, but only one picture came into his eyes.

   In the barren backdrop of a dark, searing land, at the top of a monstrous obscure tower, Maiev was half-kneeling to maintain the priestly prayer.

   She turned her back to Blake and couldn't see her face.

But the pirates could see Maiev's arms and feet with heavy black chains, as if he was imprisoned somewhere, and looking down from the barren tower, he could only see the gray sky and earth, and occasionally There was another flame.

   In the distance is a strange pale river.

   extends from this dark place all the way to the end of the line of sight, but it doesn't seem to have a river flowing, no place, no place, more like running through this nightmare land.

  Blake's expression turned cold.

   He knew where this place was, as he could tell from the iconic Styx, this was the Maw, the **** that the Shadow Realm used to punish those hopeless souls.

  Why is Maiev here?

  Did his own salvation in Argus finally fail?

   Or, does his partner in the Shadow Realm plan to use Maiev to threaten him to do things for him?

and many more!

  The pirate's mind suddenly turned a corner.

   He tilted his head and thought, does the appearance of this very miserable fragment of the future mean that he has broken the circle of fate that connects to the future and loops endlessly?

  If that stinky woman is locked in the Maw, does that mean that he can save her by going there in the future?

   Maiev will never leave himself.

   As she said, this is a temporary parting.

what.

   Where is this bad news?

   This is obviously the best news!

  Blake's mouth suddenly opened into a satisfied and malicious smile.

  I only need to ensure that the future I see in front of me becomes a reality, which means that I know in advance the trump card used by Emperor Denathius to threaten me.

   In this way, the initiative is in his own hands.

   Wonderful.

   He felt that he should be grateful for this strange dream of prophecy tonight. Satisfied, he was ready to leave the dream and go back to reality to think about the details of what to do next.

   But then he rolled his eyes again.

   The trigger of this prophecy dream is not specific. It’s hard to come here once, it’s better to look at other people.

   He doesn't care about the fate of those who can't fight with him, so he turns his mind and wants to see what kind of person his stupid sister will become in the future.

   As a result, the screen turned, violent Fina actually held a child with a kind face, and beside her, there were two and a half half-elf children who were noisily waving wooden swords and fighting.

   This scene startled Blake.

   He never thought that the stupid sister with muscles in her mind could have such a kind side.

   But when he saw the silver anchor pendants hanging from the necks of the two children and the black and white double swords in their hands that were more unique than they are now, Blake's eyelids jumped.

   "Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

  The pirate hugged his head and muttered to himself:

   "How could someone with a bottom line like me degenerate to such a level. Ha, I see, this prophecy dream must be a vicious tool used by other underworld forces to interfere with my will!

   Besides, old Velen taught me, these are just a possibility of future development, it is between the real and the unreal, so I will never happen to Fina.

   What the hell! "

   Just as the pirate was persuading himself, the scene in front of him changed.

   In the garden of the manor where Fenna's mother is, a handsome man who is very drunk and familiar to Blake is wearing an apron to greet the children to lunch.

   This scene made the pirates cover their eyes in despair.

   He didn't want to watch it anymore.

   Heck!

The profession of   The Prophet is really too exciting. It is not suitable for such an innocent pirate. Well, do you want to see the future of Little Star?

Uh.

just forget it.

   The more you watch, the more annoying you become. It is not a good thing to know the future.

   (end of this chapter)