Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 595 148. The Dalaran Robbery—Adding Updates to the Humen Yan Brothers [330]

"boom"

The door of    Dalaran Bank was violently smashed open, and the magic explosion and brute force smashed the masonry and shattered the masonry. Several occupations hiding behind the counter were frightened and hid in the corner with their heads in their arms, trembling.

   They all knew Dalaran had been attacked by demons.

   I heard that there are foreign enemies suspected of orcs and trolls invading. The whole city became chaotic dozens of minutes ago. The streets are full of people running away, and the devil dogs chasing them.

   This scene terrified the bank staff.

   But they have no other way to protect themselves than to close the gates.

   Not all bank clerks in the Magic City are wizards.

  The real mages are busy exploring the truth of magic, how can they have time to learn to settle accounts? And since the founding of Dalaran, the city's spellcasters have never considered a bank looting.

   because it cannot happen in most cases.

   In front of this group of spellcasters, robbing their bank, what kind of insane thing is this crazy person to do? But who could have predicted that the situation would turn out like this?

  The only thing that the employees hiding in the bank are happy about now is that the demons are not interested in money, and the Dalaran Bank miraculously escaped when the whole city was set on fire.

   However, what should come will always come.

"boom"

   Another loud noise.

  The whirlwind axe whistled and smashed the bank counter. The receptionist, the little girl who was hiding in the corner tremblingly clutching a shotgun, shuddered, and then an unknown liquid leaked from her feet.

   She saw the attacker.

   An angry guard with a naked upper body, wearing melted magic steel armor, holding a black battle axe, and a hideous tail!

   The real devil!

   When the guy walked, the whole body was lit with fel flames, and the person who looked at it with cruel and cruel eyes trembled, and behind it there were a group of demon dogs swarming.

   Each has a big mouth full of sharp teeth, corrosive saliva flowing, and two tentacles like the mouth of an enlightened snake grow on the head without eyes, swaying left and right to find a target to bite.

"what!"

   The little girl was so frightened that she closed her eyes and fired a random shot, startling the demon dog who was pounced on her, flexibly rolled to the ground, got up again and continued to bite at the girl.

   But a disobedient dog needs a lesson.

  The Angry Guard kicked the demon dog, smashed it against the wall, and stepped back lamely.

   "I'm going to play a game with you guys!"

   The savage angry guard grinned, grabbed the battle axe stuck on the ground, and shouted in a strange human accent:

   "You run away! I chase! If you catch up, you will die. If you run away, you will live! Come on, come on, three-two-one, the game begins!"

   The roar of the devil just fell, and the bank staff hiding in the counter seemed to have a few extra legs, scrambling to get out, and scrambling to escape.

   The angry guard directed the demon dog to chase after him, but he did not let these evil dogs run too fast, and tried to create a terrifying atmosphere, so that the weak chickens and humans were scared to run and bark.

   After half a minute, the entire bank became empty, and from the swaying shadow beside him, Black Shishiran, who had changed into a pirate outfit, walked out.

   He also pretended to put a face covering on his helmet, dressed like a Snitch.

   In the demon portal behind him, Zaraq rushed out with a group of apprentice warlocks, all of whom had several empty bags tied to their belts, and all of them wore thieves' face coverings on their faces.

   "Time is running out, let's act fast."

  Black took out his dwarf pocket watch from his arms, opened it to check the time, waved his hand, and instructed a group of looting rookies behind him:

   "Zarak, take your men to sweep the vault, I remember tons of gold bars in the Dalaran bank, take them all away!"

   "Kandrisad, you take someone to the database on the second floor, where there should be gold goblin cards that haven't been issued yet, and only take those anonymous cards.

I also took some    name cards, and went out to find a few corpses and stuff them in. "

   "Annaris! Are you sober?

  Go to the treasure house and use your extraordinary appreciation ability to find the most valuable art and magic items there. We have limited capacity, so don’t take anything that is worthless or difficult to take. "

  The pirates waved their hands like driving a flock of sheep, shouting and urging:

   "We only have ten minutes here, get moving! Then go to the next location, the wealth of the whole city is in front of our eyes.

  You bastards, if you want to make a fortune, hurry up and act for me! "

  Under the urging of his punches and kicks, a group of apprentices of warlocks rushed into different places with different people, and even Anaris Moonshire, who had just relieved the addiction, was used as a tool.

  The pirate himself also slipped into the treasure house. Those magic items that Yue County identified as worthless were all absorbed into air coins by him using the lamp **** emblem.

   He hasn't forgotten that he owes that **** Dengjin a lot of money, and even wrote an IOU.

   If the money is not paid back quickly, who knows what the **** the lamp **** will make.

   Ten minutes later, the looting of the Dalaran Bank was successfully completed. The pirates who rushed in were full of luggage, and the treasury was swept clean. The rats would commit suicide when they entered.

   Of course, the experienced pirates did not forget to leave some worthless things. They also found some troll snake people's bodies from outside and threw them in. They also set a fire and burned the treasury to darkness.

   Kanrisad grabbed a bunch of those named goblin gold cards and sprinkled them all over the messy bank, trying to create a sense of chaos.

   Seeing their skillful actions, Blake suddenly felt a sense of relief in his heart.

   It seems that his daily "strict teaching" has indeed allowed these guys to learn some self-reliance skills, and he has not wasted his efforts on them.

   It’s tiring to scold people every day, right?

   "Go! Next place."

  The pirate waved his hand, and a group of people jumped into the demon portal that had been set up before, and came from the Dalaran Bank to the square not far away, where there were dead bodies everywhere.

   Most of them are demons, it seems that the mages had a fight with demons here.

  The shops were almost destroyed, but to Blake's surprise, the small fountain on the edge of the square was still intact.

   "How did you escape this disaster?"

  Blake looked at the small fountain that was still spraying water, and said something suspiciously.

   But the business was not delayed. He pointed to the magic commercial street ahead and said to the group of warlocks who followed behind him:

   "The rare item store, there are a lot of interesting things in it, you can get it in ten minutes, I'm here to give you a look."

"receive."

  Zarak patted his chest, and with a group of apprentices, rushed towards the burning street that was half collapsed.

   Now most of the people in Dalaran who did not die in the first wave of raids have evacuated to safety, and almost no one is left in the shops in the entire city.

  The chaotic scene created by the devil is the most suitable for fishing in troubled waters.

   Blake, who instructed his subordinates to loot, walked slowly to the front of the magic fountain. He squatted by the pool and watched as the clear pool was full of gold, silver and copper coins at the bottom of the pool.

  The pirate moved his fingers for a while, then he stretched out his hand, put it in the icy water, and said:

   "I haven't forgotten, you swallowed a gold coin from me before, and you didn't give me your wish. Let me tell you, I am a very vengeful person.

  You **** fountain, give me back my gold! "

   After he finished speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to scoop it down, grabbed a shining gold coin and pinched it with two fingers, but when he looked in front of him, it was not the one he threw away.

All right.

   This is just a joke between Blake and the Wishing Fountain.

   No matter how small his heart is, he will not be angry with a fountain. It's just that Blake was in a good mood today, so he found an opportunity to express his inner joy that he wanted to sing after satisfying the desire to loot.

   But the gold coin he got made the pirates frown.

   This is a gold Azshara coin.

   As the name suggests, it was the official currency of the Elf Empire, and there are very few surviving coins. The 600 Elf Gold Coins in Black’s hands were found in Zemran’s treasure.

   Such precious things are top-quality items in the hands of collectors from all walks of life, and each one can sell for sky-high prices.

   Who would throw this thing into the pool as a wishing coin?

  The pirate held the Azshara gold coin in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. There was a line of beautiful Sarasian language on it, and there was an unintelligible sentence written on it:

   "I'm about to catch him, I wish all the best."

   "Who wrote this?"

  Blake raised his brows in confusion. The gold coin only had this line of words, only wishes, but no signature, which made the pirates laugh and laugh.

   Isn't that the same as you go to burn incense without telling the gods your name?

   Even if the gods really want to fulfill your wishes, they don’t know who you are.

   "A rich fool."

  Blake flipped the gold coin up and down in his hand, twirled it twice on his fingertips, and commented with admiration:

   "Maybe she's still a rich idiot, maybe a sentimental elf, maybe, look at how well this Thalassian is written."

   He sighed and glanced at the small fountain in front of him. It is said that there is a rumor in Dalaran that the wishing coins in the pool cannot be moved, and touching other people's wishing coins will bring bad luck.

   Pirates do not believe this.

   But thirty seconds later, he believed.

   "Captain! There's nothing in the Strange Treasures store!"

  The dwarf warlock Wilfred who ran back in a hurry wiped the sweat from his forehead and reported bad news to his captain. He screamed:

   "We opened that store, but all the valuables in it have been taken away, and everything was clean, not a single copper plate was left for us!"

   "What? Who did it! How dare you! Dare to steal my money!"

  Black was instantly furious.

   He put away the Azshara gold coins in his hand, looked back suspiciously at the small fountain that was still spraying water, and followed the gnome into the strange item store.

  The shop was a mess, as the dwarf said, nothing was left.

   He crouched down, picked up a broken gem bead, walked up and down the store, and said in a gloomy tone:

   "With such a professional approach, it seems that you have met a 'peer'. In addition to us, there are other people in the city who are looting treasures through chaos.

   Really bold!

   Unforgivable! "

   As he spoke, the special effects of the endless hunt were activated, and all the surrounding details emerged under the perception of the watcher's secret technique.

   Honestly, if the Watchers had known that their stalking was being used by pirates for this kind of thing, they would definitely have come out and killed the pirates in burning Dalaran.

   But Black has always been a pragmatist, so he doesn't really care much about that.

   A few seconds later, in all the details in this messy shop, he captured some weird and scattered footprints, like the footprints of slippers, but only the traces of two toes.

   "Ha, I know who it is."

  Black moved his fingers, threw the broken beads aside, patted the dust on his hands, and said to a group of warlock pirates who were waiting for orders behind him:

   "Okay, don't turn around on this street.

  Since he has been here, it means that all valuables have been looted. Go to the library, and remember to bring out all of Dalaran's treasures.

   Those things are not bulky gold nuggets, be careful when transporting them!

  If there is any damage, be careful that the dean will peel off your pirate skin! "

   "What about you? Captain."

  Zarak asked in a low voice, Black coughed and looked down at the troll footprints under his feet that were highlighted in perception, he said:

   "Of course I'm going to have a good chat with the 'colleagues' who stole my money, hoping they can 'reasonable' and return all the things they stole."

   "What if they don't make sense?"

   The little girl Biqiuka, who covered most of her face with a black cloth, whispered:

   "Are you going to fight?"

   "Yo, look what idiot you're talking about, you little idiot, this idiot Kanrisad has taught you all your spirituality."

  Blake stretched out his hand and stroked Bijuka's hair, he said in a gentle tone:

   "I'll reason with them, everyone is decent. If they don't reason, I'll persuade them. If I can't persuade, I'll have to ask my demigod friends to come forward.

   Today's Dalaran is our territory, whoever comes has to be obedient!

  Those who are disobedient, have many problems and are stupid, but they will be thrown out to feed the dragon. "

   (end of this chapter)