Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 186 5. Karazhan, The Land of Darkness and Wealth

"I"

  The choice came so quickly that the skinny boy's eyes widened and he wanted to refute.

"Um?"

   As a result, the pirate looked back at him.

   There was a hint of indifference in the left eye without the blindfold, and Kanrisad shuddered when he saw it. When that gaze looked at him, it was like looking at a piece of wood, a stone, or a corpse.

   If he wants to say more.

   Maybe the next moment, the pirates will "communicate" with him in a different way.

   Ah, yes.

   The man in front of him is a pirate, a rule breaker, and a thug who roams the sea.

   He can chat with the children kindly, but it doesn't mean that he won't suddenly draw a gun and show his attitude with a bullet.

  He is a dangerous man.

   "Don't take my brother away!"

  Altea began to cry, she rushed over and hugged Blake's thigh, the mushrooms in her arms were scattered all over the ground, she looked at the pirate pleadingly, and said:

   "Take me away and let my brother stay here, please."

   "What did you take with you?"

  Blake stretched out his hand, patted the little **** the head, and said softly:

   "Would you take it as a reserve? You are so thin and small, you can't do anything on the boat, and you bring a little **** board?

  My God!

   What a sinful thought!

   In less than a day, you will be eaten whole by the incompetent villains on my ship.

   Just stay here, old Gani will take care of you. "

"don't want!"

  Altea was sobbing, embarrassing the pirates. Seeing Evil Eye and Zarak again, they looked over in the darkness not far away.

   seems to be watching his captain bully the little girl.

"boom"

  Blake quickly drew the gun, pulled the trigger, and another bullet flew out, scaring the two incompetent **** away. Then, carrying the gun-smoke pistol, he looked down at the little girl with tears on her face.

   "Oh, you girls are the most capable of crying and pretending to be pitiful."

  Pirates are annoying.

   stretched out his hand, flicked it on Artea's forehead, and said to her:

   "I just took him, not to kill him.

  If your brother is smart and capable enough to be lucky enough not to die in a deck fight or a sudden raid, you will meet again later.

  You can also come and find him yourself.

   As long as you can protect yourself a little, find another ship.

   Remember, little girl, the pirate who took your brother, that is, me, is Blake Shaw. You have to become an assassin, then find the League of Assassins, and finally find me. "

   As he spoke, the pirate's fingers gently squeezed the back of the little girl's neck, causing her eyes to roll into a coma. Black threw her hand to Morgan behind him, saying:

   "Take this little troublemaker and spread the miracles of old Garni in your gathering place. But if my rest is disturbed by a group of intruders for the next four hours.

  Trust me, I'm going to get pretty angry.

children.

   You don't want to see me angry.

   is scary. "

   After he finished speaking, he stepped forward, hummed a song, swaggered towards the carriage by the campfire, and wanted to sleep for a while.

   The little fish man followed behind him, stared at Mengmeng's big eyes, made a face to the three children behind him, swayed his body, and followed the owner back to sleep soundly.

   "Take her away, Morgan."

Kanrisad picked up the mushrooms on the ground, wrapped them in his tattered clothes, and glanced at the **** pile beside him. The skinny boy suppressed his fear and tried his best to show a smile, and said to his good friend Morgan. :

   "It's not for nothing that I'm going with him.

  My father abandoned his territory and fled to the northern border with the cowardly prince. Now I am also considered that I have found a better way for everyone in the forest to live for that incompetent.

   That pirate was right. "

   He lowered his head and said in an inaudible voice:

   "I do hate my father. After my mother died, I thought in every dream that maybe it would be a good thing for me to leave here, but you have to promise me, Morgan, that you will take good care of my sister."

   "I will, Master."

   Morgan's eyes were a little red. He glanced at the pirate's carriage and said seriously:

   "I swear by my surname that I will protect the young lady!"

   A few minutes later, Canrisad Eberlock watched Morgan carry his sister and drag a large bag and a small bag away from the ruins of the town. He took a deep breath, wiped his eyes, and turned to walk towards the bonfire.

   The orc warlock and troll who were scared off by the captain just now have returned there, pretending nothing happened, bragging there and grilling a few pieces of meat by the way.

   "Look what to look at!"

  Evil Eye turned his head and stared fiercely at the skinny boy with one eye. He gritted his teeth and threatened:

   "If you look at it again, you will pull out your eyeballs! Go, go, go and go."

   Confronted by the intimidation of the orcs, Kanrisad clenched his fists.

   But he kept his head down and sat on the wood by the campfire, folded his arms and pricked up his ears, to listen to the orcs teach the trolls sorcerer magic.

  Listen and listen, this skinny boy thinks this is quite interesting.

  Magic alas.

  Two hours later, Evil Eye watched Zalak's hands surging with fel energy while eating barbecued meat, trying to maintain a small demon portal and summoning his first demon imp.

  This troll learns fast.

   And since he has experience in spellcasting before, it is not difficult to teach him.

However, after the evil eye took a sip of wine, he suddenly felt a slight magical vibration on the other side. He looked back and widened his eyes. In the shadow by the bonfire, the thin human boy was also trying to communicate with evil with his fingers. can.

   And at his fingertips, there was already a small stream of fel energy beating like sparks.

   "Fake!"

  Evil Eye cursed loudly, startling the troll and the little boy at the same time. The warlock dropped the roast in his hand and strode towards Kanrisad, shouting loudly:

   "You, don't stop! Keep casting, let me see. Where did you learn this?"

   "I heard it when you taught him."

   Kanrisad was taken aback, and the fel energy streamer that his fingertips struggled to maintain was extinguished at once, but this did not dispel the light shining in the one eye of the evil eye.

  The orc rubbed his oily hands and patted the skinny boy on the shoulder.

   He grinned and said:

   "I'll just say, how could the captain be interested in playing with stupid children, he must have taken a fancy to your talent. You can perceive the fel energy after listening to it, you are a natural warlock.

   But now you can't control the flow of this magic.

  Come on, let Uncle Evil Eye teach you to control it.

   The **** troll and I are planning to form a small group of spellcasters, and you might be our rising star. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, come with me.

   See this thing?

   It's called the Little Devil's Seal.

   can be used to summon demons to serve you. Do you want a demon of your own?

   Don't listen to the rumors of the ignorant, the devil is not scary at all.

   They are very useful to us.

  Not only treacherous goblins, keen hellhounds, powerful demon guards, but you can also summon coquettish succubuses, yes. Warlocks don't bother to waste time and pursue such things as love.

   We have succubus!

   We are much happier than those miserable men.

bring it on.

  Be a warlock, skinny boy, be one of us.

   This is the best path to strength.

  You only need to pay some trivial things in exchange for infinite power. "

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"Evil Eye taught you this magic? How could he be so enthusiastic? You have to be careful, that bad warlock may be planning to deceive you as a sacrifice and summon powerful demons. Don't doubt, warlocks are the easiest to do this kind of thing. already."

   "Also, it only took you two hours to summon your own little devil? Didn't you see it, you're still a little genius."

   "You little **** looks weird, like ADHD, it's not as obedient as my end. It's so noisy, crap!"

"boom"

   "Huh? Why don't you talk? Your captain is asking you a question, and you just respond silently? Do you know that your behavior will get you hoisted on the ship!"

  In the swaying carriage, Blake retracted the pistol that was emitting green smoke, looked back at the blank-faced skinny boy Kanrisad, waved his hand again, and said to the little murloc on his shoulder:

   "Clean it up, it looks disgusting."

  “呱呱呱”

  The little murloc jumped off the owner's shoulder with a dissatisfied expression, waved his fist at Black again, vented his anger, and dragged the corpse of the demon kid whose body was still twitching after being blasted by the bullet at close range.

   It kicked open the door of the carriage with a force that didn't fit its body shape, and threw the disgusting corpse out of the speeding carriage.

   "Captain."

   Kanrisad said in a low voice:

   "You just killed my kid, but it took me a long time to summon it, you have to pay me."

"Ok, I know."

  Blake sat on the "seat" next to him and stuffed the musket in his hand with lead bullets. He said indifferently:

   "It's too noisy, I don't like to be noisy. You can summon it again in a few days, listen to my advice, boy, be careful when dealing with demons.

   Imps are cunning, and if left unchecked, they'll leave a new surgeon like you with nothing left to eat.

Um?

  Why are you standing there, isn't it uncomfortable?

  Sit down. "

  The pirate was talking.

   But Kanrisad, a fourteen-year-old boy, glanced at the coffin next to him, and there was a terrifying old man inside.

   took another look at the captain who was sitting on the coffin board without any psychological pressure. He swallowed and tried his best to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.

   He stammered and said:

   "That, I like to stand. This is a habit I developed when I wandered in the forest, Captain, you don't have to care."

   "Ha, are you afraid of corpses?"

  Black rolled his eyes and said with a sneer:

   "Have you never seen a coffin before? What are you afraid of? This old man has been dead for three thousand years, and his soul has left his body, so he won't suddenly jump up and bite you.

  You are still too young, as a warlock you must overcome your fears.

Come.

I'll help you! "

   He reached out and grabbed Kanrisad's thin arm.

   In the screams of the boy, he threw him into the coffin and covered the cover, ignoring the horror of Kanrisad sleeping with the corpse, and the cries for help from knocking on the cover in the coffin.

   "You're really bad taste, you know that? Captain."

   Two troll ghosts hovered beside Black, clutching their stomachs and laughing, but Black ignored them and looked into the distance from the glass of the carriage window.

   They had left Duskwood and were now galloping south of Deadwind Pass along a desolate and gloomy mountain pass.

  This is a narrow canyon terrain. The mountain roads on both sides are quite steep. If you are not careful, you will fall into the river valley nearly 100 meters high below, and your flesh will fly.

   And at the end of Blake's line of sight, he could see a black tower erected under the gloomy sky.

  Although it is not as exaggerated and violent as the Mordor Tower in memory, the tower in front of him is full of a strange evil, which is very similar to the feeling when Black first saw the Naglfar.

   is an evil thing that should not appear in this world.

   There is Karazhan.

  The place where the astral mage Medivh grew up, where he also got along with the thoughts of the dark gods day and night, and was controlled to do terrifying evil deeds.

   Medivh is dead.

   But sadly, his sins did not go away with him.

   "I'm protecting this poor kid, his life isn't enough for him to accept the **** scene he's going to see next."

  Black stretched out his hand to press the beating coffin board.

   He finally just sat on it.

   He looked at the tall tower in the distance and said to the two ghosts around him:

   "After getting there, cheer up. Medivh has made a lot of weird things there that can't be normalized. I need you to always warn me."

   "You don't have to worry so much."

  The voice of Merry Winterwind came from the lantern beside Black, and the old mage said:

   "Little Aegwynn has been waiting for you in Karazhan. With her there, the horrors in that tower will not regard you as an enemy."

"I know I know."

  The pirate waved his hand and said:

   "Of course I'm not worried about going there as a guest. The problem is, I don't want to come here as a mere guest. There are so many good things in that tower.

   Hello, can you respect my profession?

  I am a greedy stinky pirate. "

   (end of this chapter)