Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 431 140. Stupid me, I don't know anything about your generosity

What    placed in the hands of Pemberpa was a black chain.

   looks inconspicuous, even a little rough, with rust marks on the surface, it is coiled together, and a short spear-like harpoon head is attached to the front.

   also has a cruel and vicious barb.

Once something like    stabs into the body of the prey, if you want to pull it out with brute force, it will definitely cause more terrifying lacerations.

  The pirate reached out and touched the chain.

The    character card immediately gives the entry:

  Nether Sea Water·Mist Reaver Rope

   Legendary Quality [Excellent Creation]

  Excellent Endurance. Excellent Agility. Excellent Critical Strike. Extraordinary Swiftness

   Effects:

   1. Nether Sea Massacre:

  When the rope pierces the body of the prey, it will put the mark of **** on the poor life. When the mark is in effect, all attacks by the user on the target will have the effect of [Nether Sea Massacre].

   The damage of all attacks against this target is increased by up to 30%.

The effect of    Nether Sea Massacre is determined by the distance between the stalker and the target, and the increase will not be lower than 10%.

   Until the target dies, or the **** mark effect is dispelled, the boost continues to take effect, and can only be applied to one target at the same time.

   2. Excellent things:

  Using this destructive and vicious weapon requires extremely high skills. If the user's hunting skills are not up to standard, mistakes are likely to be caused.

   And the price of a mistake is that your soul will be plundered.

   Keep this in mind.

  In hell, the weak are not worthy to live!

illustrate:

   Every time the abyss of **** engulfs a soul, the ghostly wailing will echo in the fog for a long time, which is Hela's way of proclaiming her viciousness and determination.

The power of    Hell is imbued with this extraordinary creation, a reward bestowed by Hela for tens of thousands of years of loyal service to the Summoner Anhilde.

   But for An Held, the leader of the Nine Valkyries, she always considers herself a warrior rather than a hunter, so she does not need this vicious creature to increase her fighting power.

   The proud Anhilde would only consider it an ornament.

   But in your hands, it will be the beginning of a nightmare for all your enemies.

   "You little clever ghost, there is always a way to get what you want from me, and I always find it hard to refuse you. Who made you my favorite murloc baby."

   After reading the description of the entry, Black shrugged his shoulders and handed the trident in his hand to the eagerly-seeing Pemberba. He wrapped the black chain around his waist and said to the excited little murloc:

   "Hey, you keep the Kraken Scepter for a few months, but only for you! If you want to have it forever, a treasure of this quality, get me two more."

   He stroked the chains around his waist and said to the little murloc:

"make a deal?"

   "Crack!"

   The little fishman waved his claws and made a deal, obviously confident in his treasure hunting ability.

  It rubbed its claws and took over the golden trident, which was completely giant to it. Fortunately, this thing was not heavy, otherwise it would have to find the murloc warriors under its command to hold it up.

   In the joyful singing of the Pemberba, the moon-white owl quack lala carried it hard, flew out of the Nagfar, and saw the little fish man jumping down from the owl's back.

   In its own cheers, it dragged the trident scepter and went to the deep sea to find "new friends" to play.

   "Do you know how many of these things the Naga have made?"

  Black watched the little murloc disappear into the sea with the sea monster scepter, he turned back and said to the first mate Sefir behind him:

   "I feel like I've found another reason for the Naga to fight. If I had twenty of these things in my hand, I would dare to go to the port of Kul Tiras right now.

  What Dai Lin, any tide sage, will be easily beaten down by the sea monsters under my command.

  If I had thirty of them, I would even dare to walk around Ny'alotha Sleeping City. "

   "There are certainly not as many as thirty."

  Sefir shook his head and said:

   "Although there are many sea monsters in the whole world, such a powerful one is rare. But I do know that in the deep sea of ​​Kalimdor, there is a very powerful sea monster.

When   Chromie was a young dragon, he fought with it and was almost dragged into the sea. "

   "Tethyr, I know it, it is a free sea monster, not controlled by the Naga. In the deep sea of ​​Vashj'ir, there is also a sea monster Croras."

  Blake said the name of the sea monster in his memory, rubbing his chin, and said slowly:

   "I also know another sea monster, that is the treasure in the hands of the Naga, the famous Yusla tsk tsk, and if there is a chance, I will grab that scepter.

   It should now be in the hands of Azshara's favorite Master Handmaiden, Vashj.

   Ah, there are so many good things in Naga's hands.

  I really want to drive a boat to Nazjatar to plunder now. There are so many treasures hidden in this world. Sometimes I really feel that even if I spend my whole life exploring this sea, it is difficult to find them all. "

  The pirate touched the cold chain around his waist and said:

   "If I didn't have these cute gadgets, I might be able to become a hero with peace of mind. But there's no way, who made me such a greedy stinky pirate.

  Speaking of stinky pirates, it's time for me to meet Captain Elles, so please help me pick a present, my first mate. "

   "His ship is broken like that, it's time to fix it."

  The pirate dragon pushed his pirate hat, and the clever chief mate rolled his eyes and said to his captain:

   "Sister Mercy is also a ghost ship. In theory, it can also perform the ceremony of keel casting. Perhaps, the remaining keels of the Nagfar can be used for him to repair the ship.

   He will be very happy. "

   "Well, that makes sense."

  Black nodded and said:

   "By the way, I'll give Grayson a share, he's also credited for this trip.

   gave them the keel, and once they started transforming their ghost ship, they had to get more, but let them steal the keel themselves, they certainly couldn't do it.

   In order for their ships to complete this harsh transformation ritual, they will have to vassalize me for a long time.

   Wonderful!

   tie their lifeblood, so that they don't have to work hard. Tsk tsk, I didn't see it, my first officer, you are so experienced in using this kind of underhand method. "

"Uh"

  Sefir was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly and said:

   "Yes, that's what I thought. Sure enough, you understand me, Captain."

   Half an hour later, in the pirate town of Rogue Harbor in the dark, the female pirate Anne Bonn is carrying out her final revenge.

   With the death of "Mad Dog" Jonah Sterling, the vrykul pirates were slaughtered, the Hell reinforcements were driven back, and the entire Rogue Harbor fell into the hands of the undead pirates.

  The pirates who participated in the backstab to expel Annie will have been tied to the wooden frame temporarily erected in the town. Annie will burn them all to commemorate those who died on the way to escape.

  The other surviving pirates were driven by the Nightborne to the center of the town to witness the brutality firsthand.

   This is also how Annie helps Black and the undead pirates stand out.

As for the treasure on the island, it will be counted by Quartermaster Eudora and her fox pirates. In the early morning of tomorrow, a part of these treasures will be distributed to all the pirates who participated in the attack on Rogue Harbor. .

   On the quiet shore of Rogue Harbor, the three ghost captains sat around a bonfire, and there were a lot of seaweed and shellfish and large clumps of weird garbage left on the coast in front of them.

  Those are the "corpses" left by the undead after their retreat.

"boom"

  Black threw the big bag in his hand in front of Grayson and Captain Elles, and mercilessly smashed a small crab to death. Sitting himself on the rotten wood by the campfire, he took out the dwarf pipe, and while filling the tobacco, he said:

   "Both of you ghost ships need to be repaired.

  The keel is installed here, which can strengthen the defense of your ship. As for the wood needed for repairing the ship, I also have a plan, and I will look for it in a few days.

   This is precious material, and I wouldn't have given it to you if it wasn't for your excellent performance tonight. "

   "Thank you Commander."

  Captain Greyson and Blake were already very familiar with him. He thanked him very politely, and he was not polite. He opened the bag and hummed a song.

   In the crackling fire of the bonfire, like a thin old man, Elles, who was wearing a wrinkled pirate trench coat and a worn pirate hat, did not move.

   The old pirate, leaning on his rusty command knife, stared at Blake on the other side of the bonfire with a strange look.

   After a few seconds of silence, the old captain said:

   "Greyson told me your surname is Proudmoore? Is that the Proudmoore from Kul Tiras?"

   "There are actually quite a few people in the Eastern Continent with the surname Proudmoore. But when everyone mentions this surname, the first reaction is the Kul Tiras family."

  Black replied without looking up:

   "My surname, does it bother you? Your Excellency Elles."

   "Haunted?

   It's not like a pirate would say such a well-written word.

  You are wearing pirate clothes, though you are hanging out with a group of pirates and make them fear you.

   Although you are dressed exactly like a pirate, and although you try to look like a ruthless stinky pirate, you and we are not the same kind. "

   The old captain sneered, sneered with his voice that could scare a crying child, and spat rudely to the side.

   He said to Black:

   "The smell on you, the smell mixed with sea water and gunfire, reminds me of some very bad memories."

"Oh?"

  Blake held the pipe to his mouth, but did not light it. He looked at the old pirate in front of him and said:

"The bad memories refer to nearly seventy or eighty years ago, you and your North Sea pirates were driven from Tol Barad to the Northrend waters by my grandfather commanding the fleet like a mouse. matter?

  I guess, that failure must have left you heartbroken and heartbroken. It must be a pity to hear that you died of illness within a few years of fleeing to Rogue Harbor?

  When you take your last breath, you must be thinking about the most unsuccessful scene in your life.

  Even if I don't know much about you, I can feel the regret and resentment in your heart. You must want to hack me to death now. It doesn't matter, I won't laugh at you because of your failure.

  I know that if I was in command of the North Sea pirates at that time, I would not have done better than you in the face of my grandfather's Kul Tiras fleet, which had not yet reached its prime, but had already begun to show its hideous appearance. "

  Blake stopped, his eyes turned from the old pirate to the bonfire burning in front of him, he seemed to see something from the bonfire, he said:

   "I haven't actually met my grandfather, I heard my father say about him, and my grandfather regarded defeating you and your North Sea pirates as a triumph to boast.

  You may not know that in a certain hall in Proudmoore Fortress, there are still oil paintings of the war that my grandfather painted on the wall.

   You on that screen are much more powerful than you are now.

   Now you are just a forgotten ghost who has long since died with hatred and turned into an undead in resentment, only knowing self-pity, wandering alone in the cold wind of the frozen sea.

   Elles, whom my grandfather regarded as his opponent, is dead.

  The current you, let alone revenge, as long as you dare to leave here, under the pursuit of Hela's servants, it will be difficult for you to even survive.

   Hela needs a pirate strong enough to hunt me down, and you are the perfect fit. "

   He looked at Elles, who was full of anger, and said:

   "Mingren don't speak secretly, I have a crush on your 'Sister of Mercy', I need such a gunboat that can project a lot of firepower in the fleet under my command.

   You can choose to join us.

  You can also leave with your share of the treasure, or even join Hela's side.

  I will not force you. "

   "Have you negotiated like this? Except for the fire, there is no sincerity at all!"

  The old captain Elles cursed:

   "When you invite others to join the team, you want to make a promise or something, even if it's a lie, you have to take a form. You miser, but you don't even want to give me a lie.

   Hateful Bilge Rat, Descendant of Proudmoore, what will I gain by inviting me to join your fleet? "

   "No, I'm not mean at all."

  Blake picked up a burning stick in the bonfire in front of him, lit his pipe, and when the first puff of smoke came out and covered his cheek, he said:

   "I'll bring you back to Tol Barad after a long absence.

  I will give you a battleground with the Kul Tiras fleet once again at sea.

  I'll let you enjoy the feeling of being uninhabited in Boralus Harbor on your own ship.

   After you helped me destroy the Church of the Storm and defeated the proud warriors of Kul Tiras, I can even allow you to enter the family graveyard of the Proudmoore family.

   Let you hand a glass of wine in front of my grandfather's tombstone, and then taunt him as much as you like.

  I am a benevolent ruler and will be a generous king in the future. "

  The pirate glanced at the old pirate who was already standing on the other side of the bonfire. He took off his pipe, exhaled a plume of white smoke, and said softly:

   "And you, poor ghost, know nothing of my generosity."

   (end of this chapter)