Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 443: 152. Through time and space, do your best

Chapter 443 152. Travel through time and space, do your best

From Westfall to the sea of Khaz Modan, there is a small merchant ship with the flag of Lordaeron floating on the sea.

The mast has been broken, and a group of guys in black robes are busy on the blood-stained deck.

There was still the smell of gunpowder smoke in the surrounding wind. One after another corpses were thrown into the surrounding sea water. Listen carefully, and there were terrifying roars and chewing sounds from the cabin.

In the place where the **** was broken, you could even see some hideous claw marks.

In the first half of the small merchant ship, there are still traces of burning, a pungent smell mixed with the aroma of barbecue, making this place like hell.

But this small merchant ship is not the point.

The key point is that next to the merchant ship, there is a large human merchant ship style ship. Although it is still a wooden hull with an iron hull, it also has masts and sails, but this ship is a product of goblin engineering.

Its power system uses an internal combustion engine carefully designed by goblin engineers. By driving underwater propellers, it has more flexible maneuvering methods than sailing warships, and faster short-range acceleration.

And the goblins' engines are quite advanced and unscientific.

This thing is not designed to burn coal from the very beginning. It is in one step and directly uses crude oil as combustion material, so there is a huge power compartment under the deck, and a team of specialized human slaves are responsible for maintaining this. The normal operation of the game.

But because it is a power boat, there is also a huge chimney on the stern of this boat. Every time the engine is started, a large amount of insufficiently burned black smoke will come out.

But its technological level is here, except for the power system, the other components of this ship are not much different from the current popular sailboats.

Even for the size of the ship, the number of guns it carried was seriously insufficient.

The pirates on this ship don't seem to like using artillery as a weapon.

"Snapped"

The black knight, who was still smelling blood, returned to the power ship with one thing, his boots decorated with skeletons, leaving a scarlet blood mark on the deck.

He covered his body and head with a black cloak, and walked quickly to the captain's room.

Not only him, all the pirates on this ship are dressed in this dress, the only difference is that some pirates wear armor and some wear robes.

But there was a surprisingly consistent smell to all of them.

It was a taste of darkness, cruelty and indifference. The crew members had no communication with each other. Often they only needed a glance to understand each other's meaning.

Also, for unknown reasons, the number of demons on this ship is a bit high.

The work of carrying supplies, guarding and cleaning the deck is basically done by low-level demons, and outside the captain's room on the stern, there are two demon guards with big axes standing on the left and right.

It's not so much a pirate ship as it's a demon ship.

"Boss, something found!"

The black knight strode into the captain's room, and said to Eredin, the leader of the black knight and the leader of the Black Spirit Pirates who was sitting on the captain's chair, holding the Kingslayer dagger thrown by Garona in Karazhan:

"We found it in the cabin, but unfortunately let the gnome mage run away."

As he spoke, he held up his hands and handed over the things he had found from the slaughtered small merchant ship next to him. In his black gauntlets lay a wand made of ruby.

Elf style, exquisite and unusual, just holding it in your hand, you can feel the magic echoes.

This is a very advanced magic item.

is also one of the treasures that Black Shaw snatched from Karazhan's cellar.

It was left to Red Jack by Black as a reward, and Red Jack sold it to a gnome mage in Dalaran for a high price. Now, after another slaughter, the wand is back in the hands of the Black Knight.

But Aridin did not go to take the wand.

He played with the dagger in his hand and nodded to his brother, who also picked up the wand, walked a few steps aside, and put it in the collection cabinet on the bulkhead of the captain's cabin.

In the large cabinet made of magic glass, several treasures have been placed on the upper and lower floors. Those were all recovered by the Black Spirit Pirates.

Well, the way they got these things back shouldn't be so peaceful.

"That daring gnome mage who dared to touch the black knight's treasure returned to Dalaran?"

Eridin, wearing a black knight helmet, asked in a loud voice:

"Is the cursed beacon on it?"

"It's locked, chief."

The black knight who brought back the treasure touched the glass collection cabinet in front of him, and another treasure dedicated to Sargeras was recovered, which made his cursed heart feel a little calm.

But after only a moment of calm, a greater anger rose in his heart, urging him not to stop chasing and killing, until all the tributes dedicated to the great master were taken back.

He turned back and said to the chief:

"The stupid gnome who clamored to call himself 'Mighty Millhouse Manastorm' thought he had escaped, but as soon as we stepped into Dalaran there was nowhere for him to escape.

Haven't the people we sent already detected it?

Damn sea villain Blake Shaw, left many treasures that belonged to us in that magical city. And the city itself contains a lot of treasures.

As long as we complete a successful raid, Boss, our curse will be eased a lot, and we will also gain peace of mind. "

"Dalaran? That's for later."

The leader of the black knights, Aridin, shook his head. He touched the chart he bought from the goblins with his gauntlet fingers, and pointed his fingers on the direction of Kalimdor Continent.

He says:

"I sensed it in a nightmare.

The cursed treasure that Black Shaw took from us, and he gave it to a bunch of weird elves. And those elves now operate in the forests of the west coast of Kalimdor.

That's pretty much the sum of all the treasures that Black looted from us the first time.

We have to go there first.

Take our treasure back from the hands of the elves. "

"Everything is at your command, chief."

The black knight who proposed to go to Dalaran did not object.

He bowed obediently to Aridin, and then exited the captain's cabin. When he walked out of the cabin door, he heard Aridin instruct him:

"The job of recruiting servants in human towns who are willing to follow the great master should also be done quickly. The number of crew members on this ship is not enough. Although the demons are not afraid of fighting, they are stupid enough to learn navigation.

We must train our crew of sailors if we want to fight the villain at sea.

Kil'jaeden is also urging me to expand the size of the Burning Legion's lurkers in Azeroth, which is also the result that the master wants to see.

This world will be destroyed by the master, and after a long search, we loyal servants have finally been given a more important mission.

We must do our best to dedicate ourselves to the master in order to be promoted after liberation. "

"Okay, I will personally go to supervise the solicitation."

The black knight nodded and asked again:

"Speaking of 'promotion', Captain, what should I do with the messenger from Hell held in the bilge? It claims that Black Shaw is a betrayal of Hell, and Hela regards him as an enemy.

Shall we participate in Hela's promised 'promotion'? "

"Hella? 嘁"

Eridin smiled disdainfully, he stroked the dagger in his hand, and said:

"What qualifications does Odin's failed creation have to promise us, the loyal servants of the great master? She will eventually turn to ashes in the master's power, along with everything she hates.

Don't bother about it.

But there is no need to become an enemy with it. In the next port, drop the messenger. "

The black knight nodded, put on his hood, and strode away with the dark sword at his waist.

The door of the captain's room was closed the next moment, and the windowless room was immediately plunged into darkness, and Aridin, who had adapted to the waves of the sea, leaned on his captain's chair.

He put the Kingslayer's dagger on the table, put his hands on the armrests, closed his eyes, and began to think about the next raid of the Black Spirit Pirates.

Ever since his previous attempt to seize a ship from the Kul Tiras fleet was easily overturned, Aridin has been much more at ease.

This once cunning businessman bought a boat from the goblin consortium in Booty Bay and started cruising the seas.

In the past few months at sea, Aridin has completed his transformation from a land black knight to a sea pirate. He used to be a cunning businessman and a hapless man, and now he has become a quite qualified pirate.

Although he set foot on the road of pirates in order to recover those looted treasures at first, but now, after tasting the pirate life, Eredin somewhat likes this life.

This fertile sea contains endless treasures, and while fighting and looting on the sea, watching those weak and weak struggle to survive under their own trampling.

Appreciating the wicked pleasure of their lives being brought to an end by themselves, the joy of destruction, all this makes the damned a little over the top.

Although he didn't say anything about his eight brothers, Eredin could also feel that in recent months, everyone seemed to have found a new goal in their cursed life.

They chase treasures scattered all over the world.

In the process of serving the master, by the way, to satisfy his little "indulgence", a life full of killing and blood, and they are the perfect match for the cursed.

Oh, why didn't you find out before, there are such fun things in this world?

"Eridin"

As the water surged, a looming voice suddenly sounded, awakening the black knight leader who was immersed in the dark fantasy. He opened his eyes and held the kingslayer dagger in front of him.

The next moment, a powerful magical illusion opened in front of his eyes.

The spirit of the black knight seemed to cross the starry sky and came to a burning temple, and on the skull throne in front of him, was sitting one of the two leaders of the Burning Legion.

Adjutant of the dark titan Sargeras, the Burning Demon among the stars, the leader of the eredar demons, Kil'jaeden the deceiver.

However, when facing Kil'jaeden, Aridin did not choose to kneel.

This cunning businessman and cruel pirate have his own stubborn dignity. The Demon King in front of him is so powerful that he can be crushed to death countless times with one finger.

But so what?

It is only the servant of the master of Sargeras, and he is also the servant of the master.

There is no difference in status between the two.

How can a servant bend over to another servant?

Kil'jaeden also ignored the ridiculous dignity of this little creature in front of him.

The Great Demon King summoned him not for chatting. This kind of communication across countless galaxies is not an easy task for the deceiver.

The Demon King sat on his skull throne, his wings hung down on both sides of the throne, and he looked down at the illusion of the black knight pirate below.

In a voice strong enough to make all the stars tremble, he said:

"You have a new mission. The weak black knight, another lieutenant of Sargeras, Archimonde, he wants"

"You should call him master with respect! Arrogant and bold demon, remember your identity!"

Before the deceiver could finish speaking, Aridin took the initiative to scold.

The boldness of this black knight made the cheater's claws on the armrest clenched by a point, but the cheater was worthy of being a cheater. After being reprimanded by such a small creature, he was not angry.

is another way of saying it.

"Well, well, another servant of my master, Archimonde the Defiler is planning a direct invasion of Azeroth."

The fraudster said to the pirate in front of him in a playful tone:

"My companion laughed at my defeat in the Orc War. He was eager to prove his strength, exactly as he was 20,000 years ago, impatient without concealing his ambition.

But for the master's great cause, of course I will help him.

you!

Eridin, weak servant of the great master, I command you to take your wreck at once, and go to Dalaran to find the Book of Medivh, which you should be familiar with.

After finding that book, look for a source of magic in Azeroth, use magic power to break the constraints of time and space, and summon Archimonde into your world.

He will also send his minions to help you with this cause.

You must 'do your best'. "

"Dalaran?"

Eredin was stunned for a moment.

Then he let out a weird laugh and nodded in response.

As the pirate was about to leave, he heard the fraudster say to him again:

"The two dark blades forged by my will are useless in your hands, you can't use them, go and find their users for me.

Must be as good as its previous user, Garona Haverson! "

Behind the pirates, the burning Great Demon rubbed his chin with his sharp claws and said to Aridin:

"As for you, as long as you do 'good' this time, I will tailor your weapon for you, and it will help you become the sea devil of Azeroth.

But Eredin, loyal servant of the Great Master, do not forget your identity.

And, choose your friends in the Legion carefully. "