Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 198 17. Naxin Day

"I don't understand."

  The little pirate Kanrisad, who followed Black out of the cellar, will still be immersed in the shock of his own captain's instant kill of the terrifying black knight.

   He looked back at the cellar behind him whose door had been destroyed, and then at Blake, who was humming and walking in front of him. He frowned and asked:

   "What do you mean by what you said to them? You don't seem to care about the treasure in the cellar. Are you here for the nine black knights?"

   "You should call me Captain, rude little bastard!"

  Black turned back and bared his teeth at the skinny boy. He said:

   "Next time you dare to be so rude, I'll hang you from the mast for three days and three nights. Maybe I can teach you what it means to be polite."

   "Sorry, Captain, I was wrong."

  The little pirate immediately apologized.

   After experiencing the "big adventure" with the captain, he has already understood the captain's behavior, it is best not to offend him.

   But he still couldn't understand the purpose of Black's actions.

  According to the nature of a young man, he planned to ask further questions. Black seemed to sense Kanrisad's uncontrollable curiosity, but he did not intend to explain.

   just waved his hand from his waist bag, took out a long-handled staff embellished with ruby ​​gems, and threw it up and down in his hand.

  The head of this staff is a finely polished gemstone. Around the big gemstone, there are four small gemstones revolving around it, which looks mysterious and unusual.

   This is one of the treasures in the cellar.

  The pirate put it in front of his eyes, stretched out his hand and rubbed it, and said:

   "Jordan Staff, epic quality, a rare classic weapon, a symbol of the powerful party, it is said to be the most perfect creation made by the magic craftsman Master Jordan, and not many have survived in the world.

  Walk on the streets of Dalaran with it on your back, you are the most beautiful boy among all the little wizards. Maybe you can still use it to trick a few ignorant Kirin Tor female apprentices to spend the night together. "

   He glanced at Kanrisad and waved the epic staff to him.

   "It's yours, use it well."

"I do not want it!"

   The little pirate seemed to have received hot coals. He let go of his hands and threw the priceless staff on the ground. He shouted:

   "This staff is cursed by the black knights, whoever gets it will be unlucky!

   Those black knights don't care how you got them, they just follow the scent and give them to the **** who dare to touch their treasures, I understand! "

   Kanrisad widened his eyes and looked at his captain.

  The latter has ignored him, carrying his hands on his back, and walking away humming a song like the second generation ancestor of a dude.

   The little pirate glanced at the staff on the ground.

   He blinked, reached out and picked up the priceless staff, rubbing it in his hand.

  This thing is taller than others, quite heavy, and swings like a warhammer.

   "In the future, if I don't like anyone who doesn't like it, I'll 'send' this thing as a gift to him."

   At this moment, the little pirate and little warlock seemed to have been opened to a new world. His black eyes were full of brilliance, and at a young age, evil thoughts began to brew in his heart.

   "Wonderful!"

   Kanrisad marveled at Black's dark wisdom.

   took a worried look at the abandoned cellar behind him, and finally, like a thief, he took the precious Jordan Staff in his hand and ran towards the door of Karazhan quickly.

   After ten minutes, the panting little pirate ran back to the banquet hall.

  Evil Eye and Zarak, this will be in the banquet hall, assisting their wicked captain, the undead pirate's "new" ceremony.

The specific process of    is that the orc warlock released the undead that were imprisoned from Karazhan from the soul stone.

   And the eloquent troll Zarak politely asked them if they wanted to join the undead pirates.

   Those who agree to join will be put into the soul stone again to cultivate.

   and refuse to join

"what!"

  A male undead dressed as a noble was cut off by the scythe Ulthales in the form of the hand of death in Black's hands.

  The undead howled and fled, but was absorbed by the cursed relic and imprisoned in the war scythe for eternity, restoring strength to this weak and evil weapon.

"Next."

  Blake, who was wrapped in howling purple soul fragments, waved his hand. The wailing souls wrapped around him were the form when the warlock talent soul extraction was activated.

  's screaming soul revolved around Blake's body, adding another gloom and evil to the captain wearing a pirate hat and a pirate trench coat.

   With the casual voice of His Excellency the Captain, the dog-legged evil eye bowed his waist, picked one from a pile of soul stones placed on the dining table in front of him, and released the ghost in it with a smile.

   The guy released this time is a little weird.

   He is in the form of a ghost, but he has handsome one-sided blond hair, and he wears the purple and black striped actor uniform worn by noble servants.

   Tall and handsome, he tried his best to maintain a decent posture despite his fear.

   "What's your name? What's your specialty? What position do you hold in Karazhan?"

   The noble Akunda asked a question in a perfunctory manner.

  The undead looked fearfully at the pirate captain who was holding the war sickle of Uthalus and was enjoying dwarf tobacco. He first made a very standard etiquette and replied in an excellent voice:

   "My name is Barnes, Your Excellency, and I am the backstage manager of the Opera House, as well as the stagemaster, and the announcer, to the Honorable Master Medivh.

  I. I am good at pleasing audiences. "

   "Uh, that doesn't sound useful."

   Troll says:

   "Will you fight?"

   "I won't, that would be rude."

  Barnes shook his head, saw Blake's face sinking, and hurriedly waved his hand and said:

   "But I can learn. I learn quickly, and I believe I can become a good pirate in a very short time."

   "Take him."

   The smoky captain waved his hand and said:

   "I need an announcer on the Nagfar. He may give me a few new plays. Pirates also need entertainment."

   "Thank you Captain!"

  Barnes winked and bowed to Blake to obey, expressing his gratitude, and was retracted into the Soul Stone by the evil eye.

"Next."

   The captain's voice sounded again, like a reminder.

   But this time the Orc Warlock released two undead, a man and a woman.

  The men are handsome and handsome, and the women are charming and gorgeous, all wearing gorgeous costumes. When they were released, they seemed to be immersed in the drama.

   First, the woman raised her hand and shouted in a coquettish tone:

   "Where is my master? Where is my Romero? Oh, sword of pleasure, this is your sheath!"

   Immediately after the handsome male undead, another sword cloth rushed up, hugged the lady by the waist, and put on an exaggerated stage action, and responded with a very magnetic voice:

   "This dark destiny is built in the past. It began with sorrow and must end~ tonight."

   Said the jokes like this, the two of them were affectionate, their cheeks slowly approached, and finally they kissed affectionately and passionately, and they saw the human pirates, orc warlocks and trolls looking at each other in front of them.

   "The brains of these two undead are broken, it's useless to keep them, it's better to kill them."

  Blake hates the smell of dog food.

   He suddenly got up, carried the war sickle and went forward, and was grabbed by the wrist of the orc warlock and said loudly:

   "Don't, Captain, these two undead are very powerful. I caught them, but it took a lot of effort."

   "You two, would you like to join the undead pirates?"

  Zarak also asked loudly.

   The dog man and woman let go of each other when they heard the question.

   The woman held her heart in both hands and said exaggeratedly:

   "My Romeo is going to go on an expedition to the sea and take the laurels of the sea for his beloved. This is too romantic."

   "As you wish, my Juliet, my heart will always burn for you, and my sword will always fight for you."

   The two talents were separated for less than a few seconds, and they were tired and crooked together.

  Blake shook his head again and again, but he knew that these two undeads whose brains were full of romanticism were indeed one of the most powerful people in Karazhan.

   resisted the sour disgust of love in his heart, and included them both in the pirate group.

   Warlocks are still releasing strange undead, these are the "actors" in Medivh's opera house, probably to better appreciate the opera, so the Astral Mage gave them some strange abilities.

  “Shu”

  The undead of a cute little black-haired girl was released. She was wearing a pair of red dancing shoes and looked timidly at the few people in front of her and said:

   "Gentlemen, can you take me home? Where are my friends Scarecrow, Lion and Tin Man?"

   "Don't worry, little Dorothy, your friends will be here soon."

   Black, who was still indifferent just now, smiled while leaning on his scythe, and said to the little undead in front of him:

   "It's a waste of you to stay in Karazhan. I'm going to take you to a fun place, and many friends will accompany you there. But I must first confirm that you have the ability to protect yourself in danger.

   Let me see, little Dorothy, and see what you can do. "

   "Really? Will it be fun?"

   The eyes of the little undead lit up all of a sudden.

   She jumped twice in red dancing shoes, then stretched out her hand, and under the stunned gaze of the warlock, she skillfully summoned a fierce hellhound.

   As soon as the demon appeared, he roared and rushed towards the few people in front of him, and was grabbed by the dog chain by the little undead.

   she exclaimed:

   "No, Totti! They are friends, don't bite them!"

   "This is a high-level hellhound, the kind that can only be summoned by high-level warlocks."

  Evil Eye turned to the captain and said:

   "This little undead can command her 'good dog' and easily slaughter a group of human militiamen. She is very powerful."

   "Well, so she and her friends are all part of us."

  Blake laughed, stretched out his hand and took out a golden elf coin from his pocket, handed it to little Dorothy, and said:

   "Welcome to the undead pirate, boy, you will have your own room on the Nagfar, now go to rest in the soul stone, you will soon be in your new home.

   Remember to bring some of your friends with you. "

   In addition to the undead in the banquet hall, there is also a "weird creature" brought over by the orc warlock and troll. It is tall and over three meters tall, but it seems ashamed to see people.

   He was wearing a huge black cloak, covering his body tightly.

   "I am willing to join you as long as I can leave this place."

   Without asking the troll, this guy took the initiative to express his intention to leave, and said in a hoarse and weird tone:

   "I don't know much, but I'm willing to fight for you, I've had enough of being this **** poser, I'm going to unleash the wildness in my heart!

  My soul longs for slaughter and blood! "

   "Then take off your hood and let me see you, Big Bad Wolf."

  Black looked up and said:

   "Don't have to worry about anything, there are enough freaks in my fleet, no less than one of you."

   "All right, as you wish, Captain."

  The guy hesitantly took off his cloak, startling the orcs and trolls in front of him, and the little pirate who was watching the fun also stood up suddenly, his eyes full of fear.

   Appeared in front of them was a genuine werewolf.

  The body is huge, and the whole body is covered with black mane.

   On the head of the giant wolf with sharp teeth, a pair of blood-red eyes are daunting, and the sharp claws that pop up from the eight claws can easily cut an adult's head into mosaics.

The    recurve legs are full of explosive power, making it ready to join the hunt.

   "Werewolf."

  Blake looked at the fierce slaughtering monster in front of him with admiration. He flicked his fingers and said:

   "Ten years from now, you'll be all over the world, but now, you're the only sub-moon monster in Azeroth that still walks the material world.

  I ask you, did Medivh summon you from the Emerald Dream? "

   (end of this chapter)