Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 417 126. Dean, I want to take leave to steal some keels

  The undead fleet set off from the coast near Amber Cliffs, sailed along the coastline of the Borean Tundra, and took three days to reach Lordaeron's colony in Northrend.

   A place called Zhiyuan County.

   It is located in the eastern part of the Borean Tundra.

   and Cordara Island are just across the entire tundra, looking at the colony from the boat, sneaking around, drunk pirates can clearly see a large area of ​​farmland that has been reclaimed.

Because it has not been affected by the war, the people's livelihood in Zhiyuan County even seems to be much more tidy than in the old continent. Some towns in the northern Xinjiang style can be seen high on the coast, as well as towns built in a natural bay. City.

  The city wall built with stones protects the port and the pier, and you can vaguely see the soldiers on the city wall, as well as several merchant ships on the pier.

   "This colony is doing really well."

   Sitting high on the stern of the Nagfar, Blake was carrying half a bottle of wine and said to the chief mate Seifer beside him:

   "Reminds me of the arrangement of Kul Tiras on some islands in the South China Sea. The royal family of Lordaeron must have sent people to inspect the colonies of the Kingdom of Ku, and spent a lot of energy to maintain their rule here."

   "It doesn't matter how good it is."

   First Mate Long didn't care about the scenery of the colony in front of her. She wore a pirate hat and a blindfold to cover her left eye.

   "When the undead natural disaster comes, this place will become the front line against the undead. The more prosperous it is now, the more it will be a pity when it is destroyed in the future.

  Unless you, Captain, are so powerful that you can stop the Lich King from falling from the sky in a few years. "

   "Well, I can't do it now."

  Blake laughed, took another sip of wine, and said leisurely:

   "But the growth of the Lich King's power also takes time. As long as you control it well, you can completely prevent the natural disaster from expanding as fully as you and I remember.

   The entire Northrend continent has been barren for hundreds of thousands of years. How many people can it support?

   Counting those who have died in the past, there are not as many people as there are in a country of human beings.

  The Lich King digs them all up. As long as the natural disaster does not land on the Eastern Continent, the undead who are born with insufficiency are trapped in the North, and at most it is a separatist force. "

   "And trolls."

  Seifer reminded:

   "There are many Drakkari trolls. If they are broken, the natural disaster will erupt."

   "How can it be that easy?"

  The pirate snorted and poured the last sip of wine into his mouth, like a gangster, and retorted to the first officer dragon:

   "In the history that has not yet happened, the natural disasters in the heyday have not been able to conquer the Drakkari troll empire. Now if I let the Drakkari trolls exterminate their clan under this situation, then I don't need to play.

   Surrender and admit defeat.

   Besides, the human kingdom is now covered by Odin. As long as humans continue to emerge warriors recognized by Odin, and if a natural disaster breaks out, the one-eyed dragon will not ignore it.

   Maybe we can still see the plot of Odin's selection with the heroic berserker to push back the undead natural disaster.

  The vrykul people have been tossing around with clan-based civilization for so many years, and Hela has been involved in the wind and rain, and they have not seen the extermination of the clan. It can be seen that Odin is reckless, but it is still very good for his own Chinese cabbage. "

   "Hey, you're talking about perfect situations."

   Pirate Dragon folded his arms and complained:

   "With your current influence on the future direction of the world, it is not enough to change such a major event as the undead natural disaster. Captain, you said that it is easy to relax, but you must be under pressure?

   Otherwise, why are you running to this bitter cold land of Northrend? Don't talk about the North Sea pirates, those pirates are weakened to such a degree, you still have the Tide Stone in your hand, why are those guys worth your attention?

  You tell me the truth.

   Your purpose of blocking the North Sea, is it to take precautions to cut off the possibility of undead natural disasters setting foot on the Eastern Continent? "

"no."

  Blake stubbornly said:

   "How can I be as good as you think?"

   "Then what are you doing?"

  Sefir asked fiercely. Although she said she was enjoying her pirate career, in her heart, she still wanted her captain to be a hero.

   "Come on, I'll tell you secretly, don't tell anyone else."

  Blake with a red eyepatch smiled and hooked his fingers, letting Sefir come over to his ear. He was a little drunk and whispered to the first vice dragon:

   "Look, I trapped the undead in Northrend.

   They can't sail, so I'll have the final say if I want to go to the civilized world, right?

   In the future, I will establish a country in Tol Barad, and I will definitely fight against the seven human kingdoms. If I win, it is easy to say, but if they lose, they will kill me and kill me, then I will withdraw the sea defense line.

  Closed the door for natural disasters!

   I'm not trying to scare them.

  Whoever dares to touch my island, I will pull everyone to finish the game. It's like holding a goblin bomb that will explode at any time, sitting in a row with Daelin and the others.

  I am not afraid, it depends on whether they are afraid or not.

   Do you know what this is called?

   I gave it a great name, 'Dead Hand Protocol', which is a trump card and means to calm kings from their rage at any time.

  'Reliance on natural disasters' This is my plan, you say, is it a perfect idea? "

"you you you you you"

   Pirate Dragon First Officer heard Blake's words, she rounded her eyes and stretched out her fingers, but she couldn't utter a single word. After a few seconds, she could only stamp her feet in anger and curse:

   "You black-hearted pirate is really helpless! This kind of thing can be used as a bargaining chip, you are too bad."

"Hahaha"

   Watching Sefir leave angrily, the half-drunk Blake patted his thigh and laughed, he liked to see his first mate look so stupid.

   But after laughing, it's time to get down to business.

   "Have you brought what I want?"

  Black looked at the empty platform behind him.

   He has a cursed vision, his vision is isolated, but his perception is maintained at a super strong state. The recent blindness training has been effective, and the pirate can now clearly perceive the flow of shadows around him.

  Nature can also perceive life wrapped in shadows.

   Under his questioning, a tall, thin and tall, Nightborn assassin in black leather armor appeared silently, without speaking, just handed a rolled up scroll to the pirate with both hands.

   The latter took it in his hand and opened it to take a look.

   There is a topographical map of human colonies on it, and the deployment of every farm, every mine, and every army is clearly recorded.

In the lower half of the    scroll, the internal structure of the city of Zhiyuan County is also drawn, but a piece is missing.

   "Fearless Castle failed to dive in?"

   Black asked.

   Night Son Assassin Captain Aruin answered in a hoarse voice:

   "There are 'peers' there.

   should be senior members of Ravenholdt, they were hired to guard the colonial fort, plus some Kirin Tor mages returned to the fort three days ago.

   We did not choose to take risks. "

   "Well, a very careful consideration."

The    pirate nodded, threw the scroll back, and said:

   "This time, it's barely considered that you have passed. Next, the fleet will stay in the port of Moyaki, the walrus city of Dragonblight, for a day. Let me think about it, there is an underground kingdom of nerubians there.

   But to let the present you go there is to die.

   Well, while the fleet is docked, you go upstream along the Dragonbone River, and there are some wolverine villages there.

   Those northern creatures are famous for their keen perception and sturdy temperament. You go there with your team members, and each of them brings back a wolverine tail as a decoration for you or something. "

"Um."

   Aruin, who was trained on the ship by Black's assassins who fought personally, nodded and responded. Before turning to leave, he reported to the master assassin:

   "Although we haven't been able to fully infiltrate the colonial fortress, near Dreadnought Harbor, I found a small faction that could be used as a stronghold.

   It's called the Clam Gang.

   is a small group of sailors who fish for clams. The leader is a dwarf named Old K. He calls himself the "Master of Clams".

   I have been in contact with him.

   He said that as long as the money is in place, he is willing to provide us with news in colonial cities for a long time. "

   "Well, that's what I value you, my apprentice."

  Blake snapped his fingers in satisfaction and said to Aruin:

   "You can decide these things. The establishment of the intelligence system in Northrend takes time. After we take down Rogue Harbor, you have enough time to complete these things.

  As for funding, go to Eudora and apply, remember to send my quartermaster a written report.

   By the way, remember to tell that dwarf old K, keep a low profile in the future, and don't mess with the Rendehui. "

   "Rendehui?"

  Aruin had never heard of this organization, and there was a doubt in his tone. The pirate pouted and said:

   "Yes, Rendehui.

   That is the most radical and 'terrorist' organization in the whole of Azeroth. It should only be operating in Kalimdor now, but they should set foot in Northrend soon.

   You don’t want to get into those tough and crazy extreme conservationists, trust me. "

   Aru was stunned.

   However, after receiving training from Black during this period, he had already developed a mysterious confidence in the strength and determination of the master, so he wrote down this reminder in his heart, and disappeared into the shadows.

  The pirates blew a bit of wind on the stern to let the drunken breath dissipate a little, then moved their bodies and got up.

   The time to sneak around is over.

   The next schedule is to have lunch, then take two arcane magic classes, and then go to Windrunner's mother for today's blindsense shooting training, and by the way, practice ranger fighting skills.

  Have a half-hour break, and after dinner, start today's homework.

   He had three hours to complete his homework. At nearly midnight, he participated in the "research group" of Dean Lanyue, deduced the mana model of "Devil Transformation", and conducted experiments.

   Go to bed at 2am and wake up at 8am the next morning.

   And so on.

  It is not necessary to live a full life, but such a "regular" life will not last a few days.

   "Starting tomorrow, I'm going to take three days off, Dean."

   At night, in Dean Lanyue's cabin, Blake knocked on the door and came in without greeting, and said directly:

   "The fleet is about to reach the Dragonblight. I promise the spirit of the Nagfar that this trip to the North will complete the keel casting ceremony.

   So you need to take some time to come out, go to the Dragon Holy Land for a circle, and get some keels back. "

   "Well, the reason for this leave is quite sufficient."

   Dean Lanyue was leaning on the chair, with his hands interlaced, and was about to speak, but the Elunes Scepter she was holding suddenly said in a cheap voice:

   "Yo, the little pirate is going to feed the dragon.

   Aegwynn is not so arrogant!

   She looked for keel to study magic, and she had to do it secretly.

  You are really bold, dare to go directly to the base camp of the five-color dragon army to steal their bones! Any dragon can easily eat you!

  Before going to die, it is best to write a suicide note. "

   "That's what I want to ask too, my disciple."

   Dean Lanyue patiently waited for the arcane element in the scepter to finish, and then asked:

   "Are you sure you can get the skeleton of the dragon under the monitoring of the Dragon's Rest Temple on the Dragon Bone Wilderness? I have checked your ship. To complete the casting of the bone dragon, it needs a large number of skeletons of the dragon."

   "It's alright, I'll bring a little more luggage and try to get enough at one time, maybe there's some extra."

  Black glanced at the Aluneth Scepter, snorted, and said provocatively:

"As for the dragons' monitoring of the Dragonblight Wilderness, this is indeed a big problem. I think only a reckless mage like Aegwynn, when paired with a nagging staff, would think of rushing in head-on and grab it. run.

   For smart people, there is a plan to do things. "

   "Stinky boy, what did you say?"

The    Aluneth Scepter trembled, obviously being provoked, but the pirates ignored it.

   Dean Lanyue saw that Blake was so confident, and the dean, who already knew this disciple very well, didn't ask any more questions, allowed the pirate's vacation, and returned the hailstone that had completed the enchantment to him.

   After being processed by the enchanting master, the attribute entry of the hail has not changed, but in the special effects column, there is an additional magic special effect:

   Winter is Coming: Each attack will accumulate the cold energy of the weapon itself. After ten attacks, it will cause a [Freeze] effect to the enemy and reduce its action and attack speed.

   When the enchanted one-handed sword is hung on the waist of the pirate, it will release a crystal cold air, making it look more like a work of art.

  Blake thanked the dean, and when he exited the cabin, he saw the little fish man waiting outside the door.

When the latter saw the pirates come out, he immediately croaked, waved his fists, and looked angry. Obviously, it found the Devourer Staff in the hands of the evil eye of the orc, and understood that his murloc treasure was looted by the pirates with evil eyes. .

   "Are you angry or not?"

  Blake's fingers rubbed lightly on the blade of the one-handed sword around his waist, bringing with it a few traces of cold air.

Say:

   "Do you know how I feel now?

   Come, accompany me to the Dragonblight Wilderness, and we will have a good chat on the way.

   We had a good chat, just two people went and two people came back.

   But if the chat is not good.

   There may be only one person who came back. Guess who will come back? "

   (end of this chapter)