Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 900: 230. No, you want to! --Additional monthly pass for last month【

   Chapter 900 230. No, you want to! - Last month's monthly pass plus update [1025]

   "That's it, the Djinn should have sent the three of them to Pandaria, maybe the Mist Continent will open soon."

   Tol Ballard, Black, who was taking a nap, was woken up by the news brought by old Ghani.

  The smelly pirate listened to him in silence after listening to the God of Trash Guy vividly tell him what happened in Booty Bay, as well as the two pandaren and the Pandaria Pearl in their hands.

  After listening, Blake nodded, rubbed his chin and said:

   "Well, this is what I expected, but I didn't expect it to happen so quickly. But even if Lao Chen and Lili have the Pandaria Pearl in their hands, it will take time for them to unravel the barrier of the Mist Continent.

   That barrier didn't open naturally, it should last for a few months, which is enough for me to finish the task at hand.

   But this Brian

   Really can make trouble, the whole Azeroth beats gongs in ten places, and he has him in nine places, which is really a headache. I also expect him to hurry back to Ironforge to do business.

   Forget it, this old guy can't count on it.

   His heart was wild. For him, the discovery of Pandaria was much more attractive than any Titan ruins. "

   Having said this, Blake coughed a few times and walked to the desk, summoned a magic pen, wrote a letter in a swish, and threw it to Old Gani, saying:

   "Do me a favor, Gani.

   Take it to the library in Stormwind and give it to a guy named Harrison Jones. He is Brian's colleague and friend, and a high-ranking member of the Explorers' Association. Perhaps he can do the work that the old dwarf is absent. "

   "Stormwind, no problem."

  Old Gani did not excuse this time, and readily agreed to this request.

   But Black knew that this trash guy Loa didn't find it out of conscience, but because Stormwind is now being rebuilt, and there are a lot of new garbage dumps there to rummage around.

   That's old Garni's favorite place.

   It carried the letter, wagged its tail and disappeared into the smoke, and farted maliciously before leaving to express the "long friendship" between it and Blake.

  This **** made a mess of Blake's bedroom.

  The disgusting smell made the pirates rush out the door, and he was not in the mood to take a nap at all.

   He walked out of the yard cursing, planning to find a place to look at his study notes, the first Void Force exam arranged by Xal'atas was about to begin.

   But as Blake looked at the location of the pier, he suddenly remembered something that had been delayed for days.

  The smelly pirate whistled and summoned the sky to fly down and carry him to the dock, but instead of going to the Nagfar, he landed on a ship of Maim's "Blackrock Fleet".

  The Orc Captain has taken his fleet to the South China Sea, intending to take advantage of the fight between the Bloodsail Pirates and the Kul Tiras. The ship in front of him is too small to accompany him.

   To be precise, this is a "training ship".

  The newly recruited orc sailors need to be familiar with sea life on it, and generally need to train on it for a month before they can be assigned to other pirate ships.

   But now, there are only a few people on this boat, all new land ducks.

   Moreover, they are all young people

   To be precise, a half-year-old child.

When Blake jumped off the saddle of the sky seat, landed lightly on the mast, and swiftly descended to the deck along the mast cable like a monkey, he saw three orc teenagers pouting their butts, facing the great sun. Wipe the deck.

  They wore sailors' loose clothes, with buckets and rags in their hands, cursing and working.

Next to   , there was an old orc pirate with a broken leg, drinking wine and supervising them with a whip.

  It is worth mentioning that the prosthetic left leg of this orc pirate has adopted advanced black technology from Mechagon. It is not a common wooden leg, but a metal prosthesis, connected to a large cast iron foot plate.

  This thing is very powerful when it kicks people's buttocks.

   When he saw Blake appear, the old pirate who was fishing immediately hid the jug in his hand, and patted the pirate commander on his chest with respect.

   Black waved at him and told him to rest, where he took over.

   "Hey, the three of you, this deck can't be cleaned."

  The smelly pirate looked at the wet marks on the deck below his feet with disgust, and said:

   "Remember to wipe it again later."

   "Who are you! Just give orders like this! Believe it or not, I'll beat you?"

   The orc boy who was originally angry at being forced to work suddenly jumped up, clenched his fists provocatively, and was pinned down by the two companions beside him. For fear that he would do something again, the three of them would be whipped together.

   But Blake didn't care about the provocation of the brown orc boy with ponytails. Instead, he used his magic eyeballs to look at him with interest.

   This orc boy's eyes are brown and black, and there are no green light spots in the pupils of other orcs, which means that he is a pure-blood orc and has not been contaminated by evil energy.

   This can also be seen from his brown skin.

   Not only him, but also his two companions, both pure-blooded orcs.

   But among the three orc teenagers, this guy is physically strong. Like Thrall that Black has seen, he has a good physique at a young age.

  This is probably because of the excellent bloodline?

   "Garrosh Hellscream."

  Black took out the jug from his waist and placed it in front of the beastman. He stretched out his right hand and said to the angry boy in front of him:

   "You want to beat me? No problem, come on, I accept your challenge, I only use one hand, you can survive three minutes without falling to the ground even if I lose.

   If you think it's not exciting enough, the three of you can go together.

  Draanosh Saurfang, and Jorin Deadeye, I know your names, I know your family, I know who your father is.

   Don't doubt, the reason why you can't continue to stay in Nagrand and collect sheep dung and eggs happily is all because of my order.

   I brought you here.

   It looks like you want to go back to your hometown and live a simple and boring life with no rush at all. You can, come on, beat me and I will let you go back. "

  The arrogance of the smelly pirate made young Garrosh Hellscream's nostrils hot, and the angry blood from the Hellscream family roared.

   He clenched his fists without even thinking about it, but was pulled tightly by his companions behind him.

   Don't be stupid, you can't beat it!

  Black saw this scene and said to the silent and steady Dranosh:

   "You think you are very calm? Warlock's little brat, do you know that both your father and your uncle are my defeats! You are just like that."

   "And you, Jolin Deadeye."

   He levitated his magic eyeballs again in front of the thinnest orc, and he said in an understated tone:

   "Know this magic eyeball that I made with my own hands? It's beautiful isn't it? But don't you feel familiar? Want to know who this eyeball came from? Want to know who killed your crazy father?

  I think of the three of you, you should hate me the most.

how?

  The courage of the blood ring clan is like this?

   It seems that you are really picking up too many sheep dung and eggs, don't you even have the blood to avenge your father? "

"what!"

  Black's words were spoken in the purest orcish language, so that the three little orcs from the "countryside" in front of him could not understand his words.

   After Blake's super provocation was thrown out, Jolin suddenly let out a scream and rushed towards Blake first.

   The three orcs grew up together and happily picked up sheep dung eggs in the Nagrand Prairie together. Naturally, their friendship was unusual, and it was still far away from the three of them turning their faces.

   Naturally, we must advance and retreat together.

  Seeing Jorin Deadeye launched an attack, Dranosh stopped pulling Garrosh, and the three of them swept towards the smelly pirate in front of him.

  The latter also kept his promise, meeting the enemy with only one hand, while holding the jug in the other.

   But the result is predictable.

   No matter how excellent bloodlines are not tempered by time and battle, they will not be able to play the magical effect of turning decay into magic.

  Black said that if he survived for three minutes, he would win, but the fact was that the three little orcs were knocked to the ground one by one with the clenched fists of the pirates before they could last even a minute.

   Their flurry of fists didn't even touch a pirate's hair.

   "That's what Grandma Gaia taught you?"

  Blake took a sip of wine and looked at the three orc teenagers lying on the ground, clutching their stomachs, he shook his head and said:

   "That's not okay.

  If Grom saw his son like this bear, he would definitely hack you to death, just as he left your mother in danger.

   How did that sentence come from?

  Like a toothless lame wolf? "

"what!"

  The pirate's continuous taunting irritated Garrosh's anger, and he jumped up to continue fighting despite the pain in his stomach, but a head-on punch threw him back to the ground.

   "Stop!"

   "Stop fighting!"

   Two shouts came from the cabin, and two orc girls also dressed in sailor clothes rushed out of the cabin. They heard the noise on the deck, and when they rushed out, they saw that Black was beating up his friend.

   The older orc girl roared.

   The dashing sailor's knife with a curling blade pounced on her. She slashed at Black with anger, and was dodged by the pirate.

  The sailor knife flew out in a whirl.

   "Are you Sora? Brox's daughter, worthy of being the daughter of the God of War, is a bit more powerful than these three softballs."

The pirate stretched out his hand and struck Sora's neck with a knife like lightning. The blow to the throat made Sora, who was about to fight back, have difficulty breathing for a moment. He knelt on the ground clutching his neck, and the anger on his body was also dispelled. open.

  The other female orc was thinner.

   She was very smart, instead of attacking, she dragged the three downed orcs back.

   called the element hard again, and shot a lightning bolt at Black, but it hit the pirate's magic shield, and only a little ripple appeared.

   "Agna, the sweet little padded jacket of Gaia's grandmother."

  Blake's magical eyeballs looked at the last orc girl standing. She unexpectedly had a pair of pure eyes, probably because she had learned shamanism since childhood, which gave this girl a "scholar" aura that other orcs did not have.

   "Okay, five children."

  Black completed the feat of "Punching Kindergarten" by one dozen and four. He spread his hands and said to the five orcs who were glaring at him:

   "I came here today just to test you, and I don't really want to torture you. After all, I invited you all the way to my fleet, not to imprison or humiliate you.

   This was not challenging for me at all.

   Instead, I'm offering you five promising young people a job so you don't waste your precious time picking up sheep dung eggs.

   Garrosh, Dranosh, and Sora, all three of you have fathers in Azeroth, but the world is dangerous, especially for orcs.

  I won't let you go to find your father until you've made a career out of it.

Jorin Deadeye, your father did die at my hands, but it was in your life-and-death war, he tried to hurt people who were important to me, and he relied on himself to see the 'future', so no feared.

   As it turns out, he was wrong.

  If you want revenge on me, I am very welcome, but with your current ability, right? "

  The pirate chuckled a few times.

   He stood on the deck, akimbo, and said to the five young orcs:

   "This island has everything you need. A gladiatorial arena for warriors, a hermitage tower for warlocks, a tidal order for shamans.

   There are also many old orcs who can serve as your mentors.

  You can grow as much as you like and continue to gain strength.

  You can also go on an expedition to the sea, temper your will in the endless sea, and harvest treasures. "

   "Why did you bring us here?"

   Agna asked aloud:

   "What's your purpose?"

   "If you want to use us to threaten our father"

   Dranosh, who was clutching his stomach, also said with difficulty:

   "We'd rather kill ourselves, too"

   "Give it up, kid."

   Black shrugged and said:

   "Your father is already serving me. I have only one purpose in taking you over, so that they can work without any worries.

   I also really want to see how far you can grow if you change the environment. Oh yes, forgot to tell you, I am a prophet and I can see the future of each of you. "

  The stinky pirate stretched out his finger and walked past one of the five orcs in front of him. He said:

   "Garrosh, you will die, first in disrepute, and then without honor.

  Draanosh, you will die too, in a war that could be considered just, but your death made your old father grieve so much that you could have lived a more glorious life.

   Jolin, you will not die.

   But you will encounter a bleak future where you accomplish nothing, waste your life, and shame your last name. For orcs, this is worse than death.

   Sora, you can do a little business.

  Unfortunately, you will never be able to reach the heights of your father and your uncle. You can only live in their shadows all your life. After countless attempts and failures, you will finally disappear.

   Agna, you are the most promising of the five.

   You will be the wife of the world saver and save the world with him, oh yes, just a reminder. Simple little Garrosh has always liked you.

  Unfortunately, he lost to that fateful opponent.

   I look at you very well.

come on. "

   Black's words caused the five orcs on the deck to look at each other.

   They had been in Tol Barad for several days, and had heard from the orc pirates about their magical pirate commander and all the legends about him, true or false.

  The prophecy of the pirates made everyone feel extremely stressed.

   Finally, Blake took a sip of wine and concluded, saying:

   "You are all losers, poor children, that's what I brought you here, I just want to see if I, as an educator, can turn your fortunes around.

   Although, my approach might be a little rough.

   But trust me, it's for your own good.

All right!

   Apprentice sailors, you landlubbers should continue to work. After Captain Maim approves you, you can move freely.

   But now, pack your things, I'll show you something fun, just treat it as a welcome ceremony in the warm pirate family. "

   (end of this chapter)

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