Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 724 55. As expected of the captain! Big money!

"Captain, that group of naga who slipped into the Vashjir waters ran away. Baku chased after him lazily, but the sea snake was too full to eat the meat of the seabed hermit crab demigod a few days ago. All eaten into balls.

   It may not catch up. "

  Black's mansion in Losberg Town, the pirate-sama who was recuperating heard a report from his subordinates. But this pale-faced stinky pirate lay on the bed and hummed, with a towel on his head.

   It looked like he was really injured.

   But in fact, the health bar on his character card is recovering at an extraordinary speed. After all, he also has Akunda's blessing of new life, and his life recovery speed is much faster than that of ordinary trolls.

   But the restoration of vitality is one thing, the feeling of being hollowed out is another.

  Blake really didn't expect that after he was reborn, he could actually experience this kind of "kidney deficiency" again.

   He waved his hand and said weakly to Maim who came to report:

   "You can figure it out, it's best if you can catch up. If you can't catch up, let them run away. After all, that's Ms. Vashj, and Mistress Viper is not a good guy to deal with.

The purpose of    for deterrence has been achieved.

   Vashj will properly report our powers to her queen, so that they will definitely be a lot better when designing their actions against us.

   Well, that just now probably frightened the spellcasters on the mainland, and Genn is even more afraid of us.

   This is a good thing.

   I desperately need a break now, you go. "

"Um."

  The loyal Maim pushed his captain's hat, turned around and walked out, but before leaving, he didn't forget to put the "booty" on the captain's table.

   That's a weird naga spine.

It is the last product of High Overseer Naintus left in this world. The spine has been completely dried by Thal'kiel's magical blow, and it looks like a black shell that may shatter at any time. .

   But it can survive demigod magic attacks, which has proved the extraordinary of this thing.

  Uh, an extra point, this weird twisted spine was also brought back from the bottom of the sea by the little murlocs.

   Facts have proved that even if Black is canonized as a Tide Fish Knight and has been strengthened by the elements of the Hydraxian Legion, the red hand of the little murloc is still so spiritual.

   Black looked at the thing.

   He moved his body on the bed, put his hand on the black spine, and the next moment, an orange light shone in front of his eyes:

   Name: Spine of Naintus

  Quality: Legendary · Crafting Materials

  Item Description:

   Back in the days of the Elven Empire, Naintus was one of the most valiant members of Queen Azshara's loyal guards.

  Its loyalty to the queen is amazing, even after being twisted into a corrupt thing, this loyalty has not faded in the slightest.

But the fate of Naintus made people sigh with regret. In a war with the sea giant, this brave guard was unfortunately seriously injured and dying, but before he died, he still bravely stabbed his trident into the opponent. in the neck.

   Such loyalty is to be commended.

  So the soul of Naintus was sent into another body infected by the void, stronger and more violent, to better contribute its power to the Queen.

  Unfortunately, the brave guards are still no match for the erosion of the void.

   It's getting more and more playable and more and more stupid.

  This made its status in the heart of the queen seriously decline.

   This spine is the source of Naintus' power, and the power transformed by the void still remains in this skeleton.

  If you can find a powerful enough craftsman and use it reasonably to forge armor or weapons, you can inherit the power of this high-ranking warlord that can make the sea tremble.

   But the story of the Naga Warlords should make you understand that only warriors strong enough will be able to harness this power that stems from darkness.

"I knew it."

  Black pouted, he threw the spine together, closed his eyes and thought.

A few minutes later, the black-robed ship doctor who received the news hurried into the room. Natalie Selling saw Blake lying on the bed, and she reached out and threw a warm holy light spell, which caused the pirates wrapped in the streamer to emit light. A comfortable moan.

  The feeling of being enveloped by Holy Light is like lying in a hot spring.

   "Maybe you should change your habit of taking the lead."

  Ms. Sellin stepped forward, sat beside the bed, and scolded Blake while helping Blake check his body with skillful skills:

   "If you have to come forward in everything, what's the point of your subordinates' existence?"

   "Uh, does being a cannon fodder at a critical moment count?"

  Smelly pirates are still in the mood to joke.

   In front of the lady ship doctor, he didn't need to disguise, he moved his shoulders, stretched his waist and said:

   "I'm fine, it's just that the extraction of life force won't cause me any trouble, except for the fact that my body will be more uncomfortable, everything is fine.

   It’s okay to sleep well.

  Naga's provocation must be seriously responded to. If we can't scare them this time, we will have a headache in the future. Now it seems that the effect is good.

  The viper mistress was scared away, and the peace can be maintained for at least a year. "

   "Only a year?"

   The ship doctor raised his eyebrows and said:

   "Do you think the naga will not give up here even if they face demigods?"

   "It depends on how much Queen Azshara loves her scepter. To be honest, the naga are not afraid of a wild demigod."

   Black lay there with his hands under his head and said:

   "The resources they can mobilize in the deep sea are almost unlimited, and you can see that they can send a legendary warlord to be cannon fodder to die.

   This kind of enviable luxury, no one force in Azeroth can do it.

  If Azshara really intends to start a war, she is just a demigod, and really can't stop her. But a year is almost the same. After a year, no matter how bad we are, we still have the strength to challenge the Nagas in local battlefields.

   Well, let’s not talk about them.

   This time I go to Kul Tiras, do you want to go with me? "

   he asked.

  Ms. Natalie glanced at the captain and said:

   "Do you want me to go with you? Captain."

   "Of course, it is always reassuring to have a doctor by your side, not to mention that this doctor can not only heal and save people, but also pick up a staff to open the skull of an orc.

   This is completely double the safety. "

   Black laughed, then coughed again and said;

   "Seriously, I need you to come with me.

  This trip may be going deep into the core area of ​​the Church of the Storm. In the absence of another servant of mine, I need you, a shadow priest who has studied the void, to help me identify those dangerous things. "

   "Okay, then I'll go back and prepare."

  Ms. Natalie stood up, pulled her hood, said goodbye to Black, and turned to leave.

  The pirate felt a little tired, and the process of recovering his vitality made him drowsy, so he closed his eyes and planned to take a nap, but after a few minutes, a portal silently opened above Black's head.

   "Yo hoo! I'm here!"

   In the noisy cheers, the familiar long blue hair shone, and the energetic "Magic Dragon Girl" slammed into Blake's waist with a pop.

   The impact caused the pirate's bed to snap off the center with a bang.

   Such a powerful impact almost broke Black's spine.

   He let out a scream, the eyeballs on his shoulders turned, and he looked at His Highness, Little Xingxing, who was lying on top of him, with a sullen face, embarrassed but round eyes.

"What are you doing?"

   Black scolded:

   "You almost did a feat that the entire Ravenholdt didn't do! You almost stabbed me off me! Asshole! What does this look like!"

   "I escaped from the magic hub!"

   Little Xingxing, who was carrying a bag behind his back, rode on Blake's waist, waving his hands and slamming the big bag forward, excitedly saying to his captain:

   "Before the spell weaver fell asleep, he said that he wanted me to learn how to manipulate the focusing rainbow, but I didn't want to learn it, so I sneaked out. The old blue dragon will have to sleep for at least several years, and I can play freely.

  Don't be angry, I even brought you a present.

  I know you like money, so I scoured the nasty Kalec's lair before I ran away. Now, all the gold coins and gems in this bag are yours

what.

   Captain, why is your face so ugly? are you sick? "

  The pirate showed a pained expression. He pointed to the large amount of luxurious precious metal that his little star was putting on his lungs and mouth nostrils, and made a breathing difficulty.

   A few seconds later, the scream of Little Star echoed in this mess.

   "Ah! Come on here, the bad captain is about to suffocate! Seanne! Where did you go, Seanne? Come on! This **** was almost killed by me! Quick! Artificial respiration.

  Hurry up! "

—

   A day later, on the coast of the Badlands of the Eastern Continent.

  It is not very far from the town of Meltinglight, where the goblins are located, but because of the coastline, this bay is very hidden.

  The Kor'kron orcs roaming nearby guard this place.

   The Frostwolf clan landed in this bay a few days ago. Now those orcs who are good at taming wolves and producing excellent wolf cavalry have been settled in the burning plains, which are vast and sparsely populated.

  The original ruins of Blackrock Fortress have also been assigned to the Frostwolf clan, and they plan to build a Frostwolf Fort there.

Well, although the temperature of the Burning Steppes is many times higher than that of Frostfire Ridge or the Alterac Mountains, the Frostwolf orcs who are accustomed to the cold are very uncomfortable for a while, but their wargs did adapt quickly. Such a warm environment.

   This is the instinct of creatures.

  If you can live in a warm place, who wants to go to a bitter cold place?

   Besides, the Burning Steppes aren't all that hot everywhere.

  In the southern mountains far from Blackrock Mountain and close to Redridge Mountains, there are large valleys and grasslands and abundant water sources, enough for the Worgs to thrive there.

   There are also some caves far away from the magma deep in the Blackrock Spire, and there are also very comfortable temperatures to ensure the survival of the worg cubs.

   Overall, this new place is not bad.

   However, today in this hidden bay, the Blackrock Chief Redd personally greeted a group of very peculiar "guests". Beside the warchief, there are Frostwolf shaman Drek'Thar and Thrall who have just settled down.

  The old shaman's situation of being poisoned by assassination has eased, but now he is still a little weak.

   He was whispering to Thrall beside him:

   "Have you felt the change in the tides? The elemental power in the air is rising, and there is the sound of the tides lapping. This is the most obvious feature of the gathering of water elements."

   "I'm sensing, elder."

   Young Thrall closed his eyes and sensed the changes around him. He said:

   "It's hard, but I think I've got the hang of it, and it may take a while to adapt and explore."

   "It's really hard."

   Drek'Thar sighed, leaning on his cane embellished with mace, and said:

   "The elements of Azeroth are too powerful, they are not as forgiving as the elements of the world of Draenor, and it is bound to be a long process for you to connect with them.

   It takes more effort to win their favor.

   But you are still young.

  You have enough time to do this slowly, don't rush. Well, Chief, the guests are here. "

  The Frostwolf Shaman said softly, and Reid, who was leaning on the hand of darkness, raised his head and saw a silent torrent surging in this hidden bay.

  Those water currents are entwined, quickly forming a vortex.

   Under the awe-inspiring gaze of the Great Chief, a strange torrent element in blade armor floated up from the sea.

  It has nothing to do with the traditional water element. The blade armor on its body reflects the cold light in the sun, and the frost blade and ice shield in its hands also make it look full of majestic murderous aura.

   "I am Akron, the Torrent Warrior of His Majesty the Tidehunter! I am here on the orders of the Hydraxian Legion and the Baron of Torrent."

  Ekulon, who had previously served as the "messenger" between Black and the tide hunters, was once again given an important mission. This torrent element first reported himself to his home, and then moved the head of Da Bingtuo to "look" forward.

   It asked in a loud voice:

   "Well, you blind orc must be Drek'Thar, you are a shaman, I feel it. Of the remaining two, who is Red Blackhand?"

"I'm."

  Reid took a step forward and said to the torrent element in front of him:

   "What order did the captain convey?"

   "Not an order, but a gift."

   Torrent Elemental laughed, stretched out his hand and fished in the water next to him, and a strange spine exuding anxiety was thrown to Reid, Torrent Elemental said:

   "Your Excellency the Baron asked me to tell you that this excellent material should be enough to attract members of the Thorium Brotherhood in a place called the Dark Iron Bar.

   In addition, I will be stationed in this sea area on behalf of the Hydraxian Legion.

   As the vanguard of the upcoming crusade against Ragnaros, the disgusting Fire Lord.

  I have brought you the blessing of the sea, and those of you who can communicate with the power of the elements can use me to show respect and recognition to the Hydraxian Legion.

   As long as you are willing to join the tidal order that sings the praises of the great tide hunters, you can be blessed by the sea!

   So, creatures of flesh, what is your answer? "

   (end of this chapter)