Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 318 27. Return to Suramar Operation—[3240]

   (addition to the prisoner brother on the throne [7/15])

  At midnight, a few nautical miles away from Suramar City Bay, the Nagfar, like a deep-sea beast, quietly rose from the water.

   This time, the method of "hiding" was adopted, and it did not have the evil prestige of squeezing out the sea and jumping into the sea.

   is more like an assassin sneaking.

  Blake, wearing a night killer suit, stood in front of the steering wheel, looking at the city of ten thousand years, where the purple sky shone with fireworks.

I have to say that the urban aesthetic style of the upper elves is really the best in Azeroth. The ring city built along the Great Bay in front of me can be seen from the distance across the sea at night. Has an elegant vibe.

   Surrounded by lights and illuminated by magical enchantments, the whole city seems to be shrouded in a lavender light curtain, and there are bright towers dotted with stars, making the night landscape beautiful and unlike the human world.

  This city has a developed water system, especially in the low-lying civilian areas. The location of Yongyue Market is like a small city in Venice, with large and small blocks separated by city rivers.

  This will be under the close inspection of the old bone bite released by Black, and the pirates can also see many elf-style boats going back and forth along the water system in the city.

   It was a small boat that could only carry five or six people.

   There is the famous "Gondola Boat Girl" in charge of the ferry, and most of them are transporting various materials.

   Of course, there are also some gorgeously dressed nobles who are children of the night. They will rent a boat lazily in the city of ten thousand years and sail in the city in the dark.

   There are also arrogant elf poets, playing the lyre on the boat, adding a more poetic footnote to this beautiful and boundless city night scene.

   Judging from the results of Old Bone's investigation, tonight was the most insignificant night for Suramar City.

  The people in the city did not perceive any danger, and they continued their lives according to the strange ways they had cultivated in 10,000 years.

   "Suramar, I'm back again."

  The pirates turned the steering wheel and held the Nagfar's head statue, turning the magic of ocean pollution into a gray fog that spread over the sea at night, wrapping the entire ship and the vrykul plundering ships behind.

   "You take the helm, calibrate the course, bypass the Night Fortress, and go to the east corner of the city."

  Black gave an order to the pirate Dragon Seifer next to him, and the first officer immediately grabbed the steering wheel excitedly, fine-tuning the direction, and let the ghost ship drive towards the bay of Suramar City.

   That is a huge bay.

   As I said before, this city is built around a big bay, and its general shape is like a ring pocket, and it looks like a hollowed-out fruit.

  The sea water enters the city center from the big bay, forming an inner lake around which the whole city is built.

   In other words, being able to rush into this bay means that Black does not need to seize the city at all, and can occupy the dock in the center of the city, from where he can enter every urban area in Suramar City.

   Come for a real "inner bloom".

   But the idea is good, but not feasible at all.

  Because of the first, the magical barrier of Suramar City surrounds the entire city, and even the sea has that magical canopy. Ten thousand years ago, this barrier was not broken even though it resisted the fissures of the sky and the earth.

   Foreign enemies can't get in at all.

  Secondly, the big bay in the city, which seems to be a weak point in the city defense and has no danger at all, is actually the most stable place in the entire city of Suramar, because the Great Magister Elisande sits here.

  There is Astava Port as a shipping hub in the center of the city, with wharves on all sides.

   In the southeast of the tower tower, outside the bay, stands the Dark Night Fortress where the elite troops of the Great Magister are stationed. You can tell from the name.

  This large fortress is just stuck on the sea from the outer sea into the inner lake. It is a strategic location separated from the main body of the city and only connected by two suspended bridges.

  Any enemy who wants to invade the city from the open sea must first conquer this fortress like a sea castle.

   In the fortress, there is a great magister who can elevate himself to a magical demigod as long as he is close to the night well. Excuse me, in the current world of Azeroth, which force can directly break this defense?

No!

   Even if the elites of the night elf Luna Kingdom were brought over, the Great Priest of the Moon would probably frown for such a seemingly simple but inexplicable defense system.

   "Hey, the situation in Suramar City has been explained to you clearly, who else didn't understand?"

  In the stern of the Nagfar, in a large cabin that was specially packed up as a conference hall, all the pirate leaders that Blake brought this time were in front of him, sitting on a small bench like a schoolboy listening to the lecture.

   In Mr. Black's hand, there is a small blackboard with an overhead view of Suramar City. The pirate is holding a wooden stick and pointing to a small area with a red X on the edge of the city.

   He looked at everyone in front of him, and after seeing that no one asked a question, he nodded with satisfaction.

   tapped the red X with the wooden stick in his hand and said in a serious tone:

   "Rush into the city and loot, don't even think about it, we can't do it now. The only target available is this manor, which belongs to the Chief Arcanist under Elisande.

  I confirmed with Villeni that there is indeed a legend in the city that the maverick Arcanist is one of the few Nightborn spellcasters who are interested in changes in the outside world, and is also the most trusted confidant minister of the Great Magister.

   Relying on the 'favor' of the city ruler, he built this manor outside the city barrier, and occasionally conducted some magic research, held a high-class banquet or something.

  Don't underestimate this manor, if we can rush in, we can definitely grab a lot of treasures tonight. "

  “Shu”

   After Black finished speaking, a person raised his hand in front of him. It was the first-time ship doctor who participated in a robbery operation. Natalie pushed her hood, and she said doubtfully:

   "If the city barrier is flawless, how did Veruni escape to find his daughter? If it's really impenetrable, what did you do with so many witherers, captain?

   So, there must be a way to infiltrate on a small scale, right? "

   "Well, that's a good question."

  Black nodded with satisfaction, the wooden stick in his hand landed on the crooked dark night fortress in the painting, and said:

   "The magical barrier of the Nightborne can cut off the sea and turn the entire city into a defense system with no dead ends, but only in wartime.

  Under normal circumstances, how precious is the magic of Nightwell?

   definitely cannot be used on isolated seawater.

   Therefore, the enchantment here in the inner lake of the bay is generally adjusted to the weakest level, allowing the seawater to flow, and does not prohibit the entry and exit of fish. Occasionally one or two people pass by, and the mages who are responsible for monitoring the enchantment will not care.

   After all, this city has been peaceful for 10,000 years, and the elves are also lazy.

  Villeni was the gondola girl who dived and escaped in the dark. But our ship, as long as it dares to approach the barrier, whether it is at sea or under the sea, the alarm will be triggered immediately.

  The group of withered will be released from the sea after a while, the city is full of magic, they will go into a frenzy once they pass, attacking everywhere, causing chaos.”

   "After the enchantment is completely closed, let's rush into the manor of the chief arcanist!"

   Before Black's words were finished, the troll Zalak answered and shouted:

   "By that time, the city barrier will be closed, and the Nightborne in the manor will not be able to enter. They will be locked out of the city and let us attack and arrest them.

   Even if the guards in the city knew that we were looting the manor, they couldn’t rush out to help because the barrier fell.

   Wonderful, Captain! "

   "The Captain's Dark Wisdom Is Unparalleled!"

   "Ah, is this the cunning and viciousness of Lord Black? The plague of the North Sea, Jonah Sterling is not worthy of your shoes."

   "I knew that joining an undead pirate was the best choice I've ever made in my life."

   "Captain, let's rush! Let these elves fall into the fear we brought tonight, let them hide under their beds and tremble, and pray to their gods helplessly tonight to pass by quickly."

   A bunch of shameless **** in the cabin offered their disgusting admiration and praise, and these **** couldn't say anything pretty, just those words back and forth.

  Blake Shi Shiran stretched out his hands and pressed down.

   He coughed, swept over the crowd in front of him, and said:

   "Don't be too happy too early. I emphasized to you on the way here that the Nightborn spellcasters are powerful. Although we have a numerical advantage, don't underestimate that manor.

   When the battle begins, the chief arcanist will naturally have someone to deal with.

   Your mission is to evacuate the contents of that manor to me before the battle is over. In addition to things, there are people, and the casters in the manor are not allowed to let one go!

   Catch them alive as much as possible, I need them to serve me in the future. "

  The pirates nodded frantically.

  Blake saw that his morale was available, he raised his left hand, slammed it out, and said in a serious tone:

   "Unless we're so unlucky tonight that Elisande or the Great Astrologer visits the Arcanist Manor in person, nothing will stop us from completing this loot!

   Maim leads the land attack with my battle guard, with Greyson on the sea.

  Evil Eye, Zarak and Annie each brought people to do combat assistance, Natalie was responsible for rescuing the wounded, arresting the nightborn mages, and the skinny boy helped my ship doctor. "

   "What about you? Captain, are you not participating?"

   Hearing this arrangement, the orc captain Maim Blackhand, who was entrusted with the important task, raised his head. He glanced at the map and asked in amazement:

   "Captain, do you mean it?"

   "Yes, they all came."

   Black grinned and said:

   "I'll go around the city and get in touch with the kind people that Villeneuve said."

   "But once the magic barrier is closed, how will you come out?"

  The orc didn't turn around for a while, and asked a silly question, but was quietly pushed by the evil eye beside him. He suddenly knew that there was a warlock on board.

  Although the portal cannot be opened, it is still very convenient to "pull" a person out of the city with the summoning ceremony.

   "Crash"

   The heavy sound of the sea slapping the hull sounded from the outside. This was the Nagfar re-submerged after approaching the city. Without Blake's order, the pirates rushed out of the cabin immediately.

   Soon, on the deck of the ghost ship, those withered who were **** with ropes were dragged out of the bilge.

  Under the water curtain on the deck, a group of pirates could clearly see not far in front of them, the lavender magic enchantment towering around the bottom of the sea, and they reflected a very psychedelic light in the water.

   They could also see the school of fish that was disturbed by the Nagfar. They quickly gathered under the sea and swam to the other side of the barrier. Sure enough, as the captain said, the barrier did not prevent the fish from coming and going.

   "The Dermatologist!"

   Black gave an order.

The spirit of the Nagfar "threw" the restless withered people on the deck out. These severely degraded guys fell into the water for a moment, and without guidance, they swam in groups in the direction of Suramar City. past.

   They all sensed that there was a lot of magic in that direction! For the withered, that is the best beacon.

  Black also jumped into the water.

   He hid in the "fish school" composed of six or seven hundred withered practitioners, and swam quickly towards the city waters in front of him, moving like a dolphin.

   "Whoosh"

   There was no feeling of crossing the magical barrier. Black stopped first in the water and looked back at the ghost ship under the deep water on the other side of the barrier and slowly changed direction.

   He waved his hand over there, then turned and walked towards the inner part of the city.

   Behind him, the group of withered roared frantically in the sea, their degenerated bodies showed miraculous effects at this time, just like the undead would not be drowned, and the group of withered did not feel suffocated at all.

   Seeing that they were about to disperse, Blake grinned, waved his hand to remove the skull of Gul'dan on his chest, released a lot of magic power, and instantly "fished" the withered.

   Let this group of brainless guys follow him, like a group of whales following pilot whales, and swim towards the large platform of the dock in Suramar City.

   The city is huge, a stranger who comes in will surely get lost.

What?

get lost?

Do not make jokes.

   "I'm familiar here like at home, and I know how to go with my eyes closed."

  Under the water, the pirate blinked, looking at the gorgeous city adorned with bright lights overhead, he shouted in his heart:

   "Suramar old ladies, tremble! Your 'conqueror' is back!"

   (end of this chapter)