Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 99 9. Slaughter is the best medicine

  Reid Blackhand, who was taking care of his younger brother in the cabin, got the news of the attack and rushed to the **** with his sword in hand.

   He glanced around, and on the sea that was originally lit by the sun, a large gray mist was coming from behind.

  The gentle sea breeze seemed to become violent, blowing the waves on the sea surface, making the rhythm of the ups and downs of the ship even wilder.

   While the entire sea was swallowed up by the mist, it seemed to have also removed its gentle disguise, from a quiet lady to a violent shrew all at once.

   "What's up with this **** fog?"

  The black hand immediately realized that something was wrong. He grabbed the black-toothed helmsman who was steering the steering wheel next to him and asked loudly:

   "You didn't follow Black's navigation? You let us yaw?"

   "No, Chief, I keep pressing that **** human"

  The helmsman still wanted to refute, but seeing Red's angry expression of wanting to choose someone to devour, his dark red eyes full of anger looked at him with chills all over his body.

   Under the chief's questioning, the helmsman finally stammered and answered:

  "I didn't swerve too much, it's just that the warriors of the clan all hate that human being, and I don't want to, chief, but the clansmen threatened me that if I didn't do it, I would be killed by them.

   I only change course secretly at night, Chief.

All the warriors in the    clan don't believe the man's nonsense, they all think he's lying to us. They want to go back to the Eastern Continent and join the Warchief."

   "You idiots!"

  Reid felt a chill in his heart when he heard this.

   He kicked the helmsman on the waist and knocked the orc to the ground. The latter saw the mist rapidly spreading over the sea and knew that he had made a big mistake.

   did not dare to resist.

   Black Hand had the urge to raise a knife to hack this idiot to death, but he still retained a trace of reason.

   To be honest, Black Hand is also skeptical about the existence of those "dangerous pursuers" that Black calls them. The reason why he cooperated with Black is for his brother's life and the heart of Gul'dan in the hands of the human.

   He also occasionally felt that Black was just making up some danger to frighten them.

   During this period of time, he discovered the signs of rebellion within the Black-toothed Smile Clan, but he did not particularly restrain it, and even had a dark mind, allowing his subordinates to start a rebellion against Black.

   Then take the opportunity to profit from the fisherman.

   But now the truth hits Red in the face like a slap in the face.

   He glanced around, the fog at sea spread very fast, and within a few minutes, the ship was surrounded by gray fog.

  The sun is blocked.

   It was like being thrown into a dark and cold cage. The originally quiet sea became more and more violent, and the whole ship was thrown up by the waves, like a toy, and was thrown into the waves again.

  The impact caused several hapless people on the deck to be thrown into the sea, their wailing mixed with the sea breeze, like a piercing symphony of doomsday.

   "Ring the alarm! Get ready for battle!"

  Reid cursed and shouted to the few Overseers around him. The Overseers immediately rushed into the cabin with their weapons and drove the resting orc sailors onto the deck with punches and kicks.

   And the orcs pushed the two-deck artillery into the gun position and lifted the gun jacket.

   In the midst of this chaotic battle, Reid Blackhand rushed into the **** and strode towards the captain's room. At this moment, he could faintly hear the sound of the desolate horn coming from the mist.

  The unknown enemy is approaching fast!

"boom"

  The black hand kicked open the door of the captain's room, and saw Black and his dog-legged warlock Evil Eye, making something, next to a noisy demon kid jumping around.

   "Black!"

   The ship seemed to be hit by something at this moment, and swayed violently. Reid grabbed the door frame of the cabin, stabilized his body, and shouted:

   "They're coming! Think about it!"

"No hurries?"

  The pirate stood firmly on the swaying ship, holding the just-made thing in his arms as if walking on the ground. He looked back at Reid and said in a low voice:

   "I know I'm in a hurry now? Why did you go earlier? Do you still think I'm lying to you?"

   "Now is not the time to say that!"

  Red, of course, knew the meaning of Blake's sarcasm, and he gritted his teeth and said:

   "If the ship is destroyed, you can't escape."

   "Don't be so pessimistic."

  Black threw the thing in his arms to the warlock Evil Eye next to him.

   He clapped the remaining purple powder on his hands and said to Black Hand:

   "I may not be able to escape, but I will definitely hold on longer than you, and I will not meet the end of my destiny until all of you disobedient idiots are dead.

   Maybe if I offer enough sacrifices, I can make death open to me. "

  Black Hand did not speak with a cold face.

   He had already heard the screams of the orc warriors belonging to his clan on the deck, and the shrill screams made his heart even colder.

   This kind of miserable scream like a lamb to be slaughtered should not belong to the orcs, unless they really encountered an opponent that they could not fight at all.

   They are being slaughtered!

   "Black Hand, you don't know anything about those undead, but I know how to deal with them. If you and your people want to live, from now on, do what I tell you to do, and do it for me.

  If you don't obey my captain's orders, everyone will finish the game together! "

  Black took out Lantresso's warblade from his magic bag, put it on his shoulder, and said to Red:

"Understand?"

   Black hand clenched his fist, and after a few seconds, he nodded helplessly.

   "Very good! I am now appointing you as the battle mate of this ship. Your only task is to take the group of idiots under your command to expel the Kvaldir undead on the deck and protect the mast."

  Black, acting like a captain, gave the order to Red:

   "Let all the gunners under your command who can fire guns assemble at each gun position on the deck.

  I don't need them to aim precisely, I want them to fire at the fastest speed and fire a barrage of artillery on both sides of the ship to stop the vrykul's Dragonheads from approaching the ship!

   Those **** undead are afraid of fire

   This is their only weakness. "

  Reid answered and asked again:

   "After repelling them, break through?"

   "No, stay where you are and hold on to the resistance. Don't be afraid, there are no artillery on the ship of the Hell Necrons, they can't damage our hull."

  The pirate glanced at the special solid cannonball held in the arms of Warlock's evil eyes behind him, and said solemnly:

   "I don't care how many casualties you take, you must hold out until the Nagfar is within range of our artillery.

  Hablon is manipulating the fog of hell, blocking the course. Unless there is a tide sage of the same level here, even if Dai Lin comes, don't even think about breaking out!

  What are you still doing here! First mate Red, go and command the battle! "

  Black kicked Red's leg, and Chief Blackhand bared his teeth, but still carrying his sword, he rushed to the deck on the swaying ship.

   watched him leave, and the human pirate grinned.

   He turned to the evil-eyed warlock with fear in his eyes and said:

   "Go find a cannon, push it to the poop, and wait for my order! Don't try to escape with the Shadow Gate, I didn't just say that to Red, Evil Eye.

   In this fog of hell, you cannot escape. "

After   , Black ignored the warlock behind him, jumped into the shadows, carried the Sword Saint War Blade, and rushed to the deck.

   At this time, the deck was already full of blood, screaming everywhere.

   In the fog on both sides of the deck, there are huge bone hook locks hanging from the sea on the side of the ship, and those half-giant undead with rusted halberds and swords and seaweed barnacles all over their bodies howled and rushed to the deck.

   None of them is less than three meters tall, and the sturdy orcs are like dwarfs before their eyes.

   The power of these undead half-giants is completely crushing against the orcs.

The moment   Blake jumped to the deck, he saw a Kvaldir warrior wearing a horn helmet, roaring and swinging his halberd, and with a slash, the three orcs in front of him fell to the ground.

   It's as easy as mowing the grass.

   Orcs block with the weapons in their hands, and they will also be cut down by the vrykul with their weapons.

   It will be only five minutes before the Kvaldir rushes to the ship, and the orc corpses on the deck are already piled up, and these vrykul undead are obviously familiar with naval warfare.

  The target they rush aboard is the mast.

   But with Garona guarding the mainmast, as long as the vrykul undead come near, they will be raided from the shadows by legendary assassins.

Thirty orc warriors of the    Stormraider clan were warned in advance. They were guarding under another mast, and their weapons were wrapped with oil-soaked cloth strips and lit with flames.

   is like swinging flames, this thing does great damage to vrykul undead.

   They also used a few cannons to stick around the mast, filling it with shotgun shells, and firing directly without aiming if a vrykul approached.

   Those little grape-like cannonballs swept across the deck, taking down the tall vrykul and the inescapable black-toothed orcs.

   Every shot leaves a disgusting remnant of flesh on the deck.

  “Shu”

  Black fell onto the deck for a moment, locked onto a Kvaldir Mist Pirate at random, activated the shadow step, and instantly appeared behind the half-giant undead, and the master warblade in his hand slashed down in an ambush.

   In the powerful increase of Proudmoore's bloodline above the sea's full skill effect +1, Black's knife easily cut off the neck of the undead.

  The latter was hacked to death for a split second, and no body fell.

   The entire huge body seemed to collapse, escaping with mist and collapsing like quicksand.

   These guys are the dead products of hell, they have already died, and naturally they will not die again.

  The body is defeated, and the soul will return to the Nagfar, waiting for the next battle and plunder in the name of the Queen of Hell. This is the most difficult place for the Kvaldir under Hela.

   They, like demons, are almost impossible to kill in the physical world.

   So they are fearless.

  The misty pirate who was hacked to death by Black still laughed sarcastically at Black after he died, but in the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.

   "Do you really think that the title of my 'spirit hunter' was given by that lunatic Hela?"

   Black sneered and swung the knife, slashing the escaping misty soul, and as the vrykul soul screamed, its spirit body was cut off by the pirates.

   In the next second, the familiar heat flowed into Black's arms, causing the pirate to show a refreshing smile.

   He carried the sword behind his back, dexterously pulled out the thrashing blade and the demon strike, and kept running towards another misty undead. After wearing the title of hunter, the lethality of these undeads was strengthened.

   In less than three minutes, Black swept across the small half of the deck, and seven or eight vrykul undead had died in his hands in the chaotic assassination.

  The best thing is that these undeads ushered in true eternal silence under Black's knife.

   They have no chance of escaping back to **** at all.

   "I wanted to do this for a long time! You arrogant guys who are just 'experience' in my eyes"

   took advantage of the chaos to sneak attack again, hacking to death a half-giant undead Blake, carrying a sword, and escaped into the shadows again. At the moment when the shadow war clothes covered his body, he, who was wearing a blindfold, showed a bloodthirsty smile.

   "On my ship, under my sword, the pitiful majesty of death cannot protect you!"

   "Come and see the power of the hunting spirit of destiny, please use your tragic death to please and strengthen me!"

   (end of this chapter)