Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 183 2. The smelly pirates are going to eat people

   After advancing in the dark forest, encountering a suspected attack, and being scared back by the firelight and Odin’s shield, the pirate group’s next journey went a lot smoother.

  Although this damned forest can't be seen without a torch, the guys in this team are not ordinary people.

   They are not afraid of pure black.

   What a joke!

   They were warriors who had fought head-to-head with the pioneers of **** and returned victorious, just in the dark night.

   "Yeah! Why are you walking silently! You bastard, you scared me to death."

  In the east of Dusk Forest, at the intersection of three crookedly extending hills, in the ruins of an abandoned human town, the troll who was praying to all the spirits was startled by the warlock walking behind him.

  The masked former Akunda priest waved his staff in dissatisfaction and said to the one-eyed warlock behind him with a smirk:

   "You disturbed my holy prayer, wicked one! If we hadn't all served the master of all evil now, I would have waved my staff and gave you a good beating!

   I may look like a civilized Zandalari troll, but half the wild blood of the Drakkari trolls is flowing inside me! Don't mess with me, don't mess with me.

   Once I get angry, I am afraid of myself! "

   "Stop being pretentious, Zaraq."

  Evil Eye is a **** warlock, he doesn't care if others insult him.

   He casually pulled a chair with only three legs left, sat on it, surrounded the bonfire rising in front of him, and glanced at the ruins of the dilapidated town next to him.

   He took out a few bananas from his arms, slowly peeled one open, took a sip into his mouth, stared at the troll with his one eye, and said:

   "Your loa have ignored you since your betrayal at Akunda Temple. No matter who you pray to, don't try to gain their power.

  You are still praying every day, which is nothing more than pretending to be a ghost to maintain your sense of mystery, but in fact, you can't even put out a small flame. "

   "Are you here to provoke me?"

  The troll whose details were dismantled, his face was a little uneasy. With his three fingers, he squeezed the cursed gold coin hanging on his wrist and said:

   "I'm not afraid of you."

   "No no no, put that thing down, the captain gave it to us, it is for desperate use, not for infighting."

  Evil Eye finished eating the banana, he lowered his voice and said:

   "I'm here to help you, trust me, I'm helping you from the bottom of my heart."

   "You? You help me?"

The    troll looked at the warlock suspiciously and said:

   "You are so kind?"

   "Ha, of course I don't just pity you little bug, I have my plans."

  Evil Eye was playing with the Warlock Amulet in his hand. A gloomy light shone in his one eye, and the terrifying scar on the other eye was terrifying under the firelight.

   He was silent for a few seconds before saying to the troll with a sigh:

"If I have learned anything from the Shadow Council in the past ten years, the most profound one must be that in order to succeed in a group or organization, in addition to being powerful, allies are essential. of.

   Maim has already commanded the fleet.

   He has a higher status in the captain's mind than both of us. I could have been so majestic. I blame myself for doing something wrong, but I still want to make a comeback.

  You see, the Captain lacks caster power under his command now, and this is our chance.

  You can become a priest of Loa, which shows that you have the talent for spellcasting.

  Come on, I will teach you the magic of warlocks, and the two of us will form an alliance to keep our seniority and status in the fleet, so that there will be no newcomers who can step on us to get ahead. "

   These words are quite straightforward, there is nothing crooked at all, and it doesn't look like a warlock-style speech, but considering that Evil Eye and Zarak are really weak now, such a frankness is understandable.

   Both of them belong to the kind of fox-fake tiger-type characters, and they have no foundation in the undead fleet. It is good to say that there are fewer people now. Once there are more people in the future, things will become quite troublesome.

   "Well, this proposal is unexpectedly sincere, and I am very moved."

  The troll Zalak is not a good thing either.

   When he saw the Evil Eye promise to teach him power, he suddenly came to his senses. He had indeed become notorious in Loa's circles for trying to murder Akunda.

  The way of sacrificial sacrifice is definitely impossible, so you might as well take a different path.

   So the two hit it off, and the evil eye began to teach Zalak the method of contracting demons on the spot, but when the two were chatting happily, the four raider orc guards who were guarding the surrounding area suddenly let out a roar.

   Then, at the edge of the ruins of the town, there was a roar of chickens and dogs, and the sound of human children crying in terror.

   After a while, a strong, tall orc in armor took three filthy children to the bonfire, and threw them at the feet of Evil Eye and Zarak.

   "They were running out of town as if they were trying to steal our stuff!"

   Orc pirate guards with steel helmets reported to Evil Eye with urgency:

   "There must be human refugees like them hiding around here, do you want to go and get them back?"

   "What are you doing with it? Are you roasting it?"

  Evil Eye saw that the orc came back with three small burdens, and his head suddenly became big, and he yelled loudly:

   "We are on a secret mission! Secret mission! Which of these four words do you not understand? The captain wouldn't think about taking a group of refugees on the road.

   Heck! We're going to Karazhan! That place can eat an idiot like you in one bite without spitting up a bone!

Go! Go! Go!

   Go to the vigil and change shifts later. "

  The pirate guard was scolded and considered himself unlucky.

   carried his battle axe and went to patrol outside the town, leaving only three dirty little ones in tattered clothes and hugged in fear.

  Two little boys hugging a little girl, three pairs of eyes with great fear, looking at this one-eyed, hunched green-skinned big man with a vicious face.

   Even children like them knew that the orcs had destroyed their homes, so the two little boys had a bit of hatred in their fearful eyes.

   That touch of anger was perceived by the evil eye.

   The wicked warlock grinned suddenly, and that smile made the three children tremble in unison.

   "Hey, as I said, it's useless for adults to grab it, their meat is not tasty at all when grilled. If you want to eat it, you have to eat it as a child. Look at this thin-skinned and tender meat, it's a little thin.

   But as a late night snack, it's not a big problem. "

  Evil Eye deliberately used human language to say something negatively, and stretched out his hand to create a brimstone fire to scare the three children. The little girl was about to cry.

   But the Evil Eye still felt that it was not enough, so he looked back at the troll Zarak on the other side of the bonfire, and he said:

   "Friend, don't you trolls have the rules of headhunting and cannibalism? Would you like to show me your traditional arts live? What's the difference between how you eat children and our orcs?"

   "Only barbarian trolls eat people, idiot, I'm a Zandalari troll, civilized man! Do you understand?"

   The former noble Akunda pouted in disdain.

   But in the next moment, he also gave out a sinister smile, took off his wooden mask, revealing the face of the troll that did not look like a good person, and bared his teeth at the three children.

He says:

   "But if you're interested, I'd be happy to introduce you to the thirty-seven ways that human children eat. Tsk tsk, this is the unique skill of Gurubashi troll headhunters."

"Wow!"

   The three children could no longer bear this pressure, and the little girl in the middle immediately burst into tears, mixed with the happy laughter of the two villains, which spread far and wide in the dark night.

  Unfortunately, soon, extreme joy begets sadness.

"boom"

  The door of the carriage parked not far from the bonfire was kicked open by a violent kick.

  Blake, wearing a pirate hat, held his skull flask expressionlessly and jumped out of the carriage.

   He took a sip of wine into his mouth and let out a soothing moan, then without looking at it, he pulled out the goblin short-barreled musket around his waist, and pulled the trigger towards Evil Eye and Zarak.

"boom"

  The scorching projectile rubbed the mask in the troll's hand and flew out, and the sawdust of the mask splashed all over the place.

   Let the trolls and orc warlocks laugh like chickens with their necks choked, scared them to run away, and in the sound of Blake's scolding, they scrambling to escape outside the town.

   "What's the noise! ​​Don't let people get a good night's sleep? You bastards! Get out and watch the night! If you dare to disturb me again, you will take off your heads and use them as balls!

The    code does not do one by one serious business! Stealing chickens and dogs is a good hand! waste! All TM is trash! "

  Black was obviously getting out of bed.

   Being disturbed, Sweet Dream was quite unhappy. While drinking, he inserted the musket, which was still emitting gunpowder smoke, into his waist, and walked towards the bonfire.

  This musket from the goblin assassins in Booty Bay is very easy to use, a fine creation of goblin engineering, and it's perfect for yin people in melee combat.

   Its entry is also very good:

silencer

  Excellent quality

  Enhanced Accuracy.Enhanced Piercing.Enhanced Armor Break.Weak Eagle Eye

   With special effects:

   Double Charge

  Three enhancement entries, proving that it is a very good category of excellent equipment, and there is a special effect of double charge, which can bring double damage in melee bombardment.

   With one shot, he can easily penetrate a layer of heavy armor without combat skills at close range.

  Unfortunately, it can't keep up with Blake's current equipment level. After all, there is an epic hunting bow in the pirate's luggage, and this gun is not used for accurate sniping.

  Three human children watched this scene completely.

   After seeing the two "big monsters" and being scared away by this powerful character who was obviously human, the three of them suddenly had a very simple sense of admiration in their hearts.

   But when Blake got close to the fire and sat down across from them, the three kids got scared again.

   They saw the pirate hat on Black's head, and the blindfold he was wearing, and he looked evil in his hand, a jug made of a complete skull.

   And the grotesque little murloc sitting on his shoulders, rubbing his eyes, like he didn't wake up.

   This dress is really weird.

   "Ah, look what I found?"

  Black poured the last sip of rum into his mouth, shook the evil skull flask to his ear, and put the flask back into the bag around his waist with some regret.

   He squinted drunken eyes, looked at the three children in front of him, stretched his voice and said:

   "Three little peas who ran out at night. Tsk tsk tsk, didn't your parents warn you not to run out and play when it was dark?

   There are bad guys out there! children! "

  Black pointed to himself, with a negative expression on his face, and said:

"Bad people like me will do some terrible things to you, and there is a little girl, it's great! I like to eat the little girl's heart the most, roasted and tender, sprinkled with a little spice, fragrance Tangy.

  Go, go, you two little idiots.

  I'll take this black-haired little girl to beat her teeth first, and I'll eat the two of you tomorrow morning. "

   said, he stretched out his hand and grabbed the little girl.

   The two little boys hurriedly hugged their weeping companion.

   But before they could react at all, the little girl who was protected by them, like magic, was captured by Black in her arms while screaming.

   In the next instant, her mouth was buckled, and something as hard and cold was stuffed into her mouth

Um?

sweet.

   The expression of the crying little girl became puzzled. She opened her eyes in fear and saw that in Blake's gloved palms, there were a few hard candies made by goblins.

   And the vicious pirate just now used a smiling look to help her straighten her messy hair.

   "Eat slowly, don't worry, I have a lot more here. What's your name? Cute little princess."

   (end of this chapter)