Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 984 80. The first thing to do with a body is of course. Kick off!

   "We didn't arrange this."

   After sleeping for several days and finally recovering his energy, First Officer Sefir appeared beside Black. She looked at the quarrelling orcs below and said helplessly:

   "According to your instructions, we went to Shieldrest Island to pick up Fina and Heya, who were about to become savages, and then came here all the way.

   On the way, Fenna told me that a very powerful tauren was looking for a downwind boat to return to Kalimdor, so I asked Heya to send the news to Valhalla.

   Said we could drop Cairne Bloodhoof on the way.

  These orcs are here to send him, and Lao Niu has a good relationship with them. Originally, Grom Hellscream planned to go to Desolace by boat with Lao Niu to meet the centaur war khans for a while.

   But before we got on the ship, Garrosh was seen by Garrosh who was cleaning the deck, and then..."

   "That little orc is too bad."

   Nagfar was sandwiched between Blake and Sefir, holding his father in one hand and mother Sefir in the other, she happily snitched to Blake and said:

   "Among the five orcs, he was the one who didn't clean the deck cleanly. I specially asked him to clean the deck today, and originally planned to teach him a lesson. In the end, he seemed to have met his own father.

  Huh~~~

   That old Hellscream is so ugly, not as handsome as my dad! "

   "It's still my baby, you can see the biggest difference between me and Grom at a glance."

  Black nodded with great satisfaction, and patted the baby girl's head, even though the girl stood taller than him.

   These words made the group of people next to them frown.

   However, the trio of warlocks who ran out with Miss Shipling felt that what Miss said was really level, and they also gathered around the pirates and began to blow rainbow farts.

   This one said that Black became more and more powerful after he smashed Hela, and the other said that Black did not wear a blindfold, and his eyes were shocking.

  The last one is even more heavyweight. He stayed by the pirate's side and never looked up. When he asked him, he said that the captain's legendary power was too powerful, so that he was too scared to look directly.

  Although Blake knew that these three live treasures were playing tricks, he hadn't heard their rainbow farts for a long time, and it was really comforting to hear them occasionally.

   "It's fighting, it's fighting! Look!"

  Fina didn't care about this, the stupid warrior lay on the side of the boat, spit out the skin of the melon seeds in his mouth, pointed at the bottom and yelled.

   A group of happy people looked down immediately.

   Sure enough, the Hellscream father and son did it.

  Grom was still a little sensible. Without Goreroar, he used a pair of fists to knock over the four stubborn orcs in front of him, and then turned away cursing.

   It looks like he is **** off.

   did not intend to go on the boat with Kane.

  Old Niu is really good-natured, and he personally pulled up the four little orcs lying on the ground, and persuaded them together with Brocks.

   However, looking at the relationship between Sora and Brocks, it seems that they are not so familiar with intimacy. It seems that there are some family problems between the old orc and his children.

In this comparison, the relationship between the Black Hand and his two silly sons is really good, oh, of course, still not as good as the "model father and son" Varok Saurfang and his calm son Della Nosh.

   "It's boring, it's gone after a few punches, nothing like Grom Hellscream."

   Fenna, who is not too serious to watch the fun, is still complaining next to her.

she says:

   "In Grom's style, even if his own son dared to ram him, can he finish without taking a leg off?"

   "You, who just fought to the death with your biological father, still have the face to talk about others?"

  Blake whispered:

   "I have family problems, so I wish all fathers and sons in the world would turn against each other, right? You are so bad."

   "Hahaha, some people are really cheeky."

  Fina turned her head and rolled her eyes, raised her hands to her cheeks, stuck her tongue out and made a "slightly slightly" expression, saying:

   "The bad son who almost killed his father still has the face to talk about me?"

   "Throw her into the sea!"

  Blake's face darkened, he turned his head and said something to his good daughter.

"okay."

   Nagfar responded with a big smile.

   She stretched out her hand and waved it fiercely, and in the next moment, with Fina's screams, she "taken off" from the deck of the ghost ship and flew out to the sea in the distance.

   "Don't take you like this! I'm your 'aunt'! You bastard! Wait for me to come back and clean you up!"

   "I'm going to play, Dad, call me when you're leaving."

   Nagfar, who helped his bad father out, clapped his hands, waved goodbye to Blake, and swaggered towards the cabin with his three dog legs.

The trio of warlocks said goodbye to the captain flatteringly, and followed their "new thighs" away. Along the way, they were still discussing "the best way to play", "time to play treasure", "how to play evil ways" and so on. word.

   The pirate who looked at this frowned for a while.

   He turned to look at Sefir and said:

   "What's going on? She's learning badly?"

   "Not really."

  Seifer reluctantly told Black about the past few days. After hearing that the trio of warlocks had started the work of "bringing children to play with", Black's eyes immediately became strange.

  My first mate still knows people and makes good use of them.

   These three guys are very familiar with this kind of thing.

  With them wasting time with Nagfar, he and Sefir don't have to worry about the ship spirit interfering with the overall operation of the ghost ship.

"Not bad."

  Black nodded with satisfaction, and said to Sefir:

   "Tell those three guys, let them communicate with the mechanical gnomes, and arrange the spare time for my precious daughter, but you also need to be careful, don't give up my daughter."

   "She's fine."

  Sefir stuck out his tongue and complained:

"I don't know where I learned the method of Xalatas these days. I plan to get me some 'clothes'. Fortunately, I found it early. There are still a few comatose Nightborne and Quill lying in the cabin. As for the dore elf, I don't know where she got it from.

   I suspect it was the three warlocks who helped.

   They are first-class scumbags, just like when they served you, they will not refuse all requests from Nagfar, good or bad. "

   "Well, this needs to be taught a lesson."

  Blake frowned and patted Saqir who was "playing dead" on the waist, he said:

   "Send the draenei that Xal'atas brought back from Draenor into the captain's room, and I will prepare a set of 'suits' for Lord Thal'kiel, and then let him command the three warlocks.

   Dare to spoil my baby, have their good fruit to eat! "

After    finished speaking, the smelly pirate glanced at the few orcs on the side of the ship and said:

   "There will be a group of shield girls who are going to board the ship to replace Creedon and the others as marines. You arrange rooms for them, and then give them a arena or something in the cabin on the second floor."

   "Not enough space."

  Sefir took off the captain's cap and said with a headache:

   "I thought the Nagfar was big enough, but now there are more and more areas that need to be separated, and the lower cabin has been occupied by Xalatas as a dragon's nest. The ship is already stretched."

   "It's okay, just upgrade again."

  Black walked to the captain's room and comforted:

"Now that there is a ship spirit, the last 'Ambition' strengthening should also be put on the agenda. This time when I go to Kalimdor, I will go to Ashenvale Forest and Mount Hyjal to see if I can get some good wood and give it to my baby. Expand the interior space.

  Speaking of which, isn't Farodis on board?

   Didn't you try to make room for a few cabins to extend? "

   "This life has been trying."

   Sefir whispered:

   "But Nagfar felt uncomfortable. She said that it was opening a few holes in her stomach, which would make her sleepless at night. She also made a noise that her father didn't love her anymore and was going to kill her."

  “.”

  Blake covered his eyes speechlessly and said:

   "Well, there are pros and cons, I agree."

—

   "Take it easy! Don't be so rude, okay? It's my first time!"

   "Okay, I was wrong, you maintain this posture, I'll adjust the angle. Is the friction a bit too big? It hurts to look at, do you want to apply some lube?"

   "You can't even get this right? Captain, have you been working too hard lately? Your eyes are dizzy? Ayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyin,Cap captain, there's this spray all over the floor!

   I have to clean up for a while!

   Evil is not disgusting. "

   "Shut up! Hold on, don't move, we're going in soon."

  Ten minutes later, in the captain's room with the door closed, there was a very wrong conversation between the first mate dragon and the smelly pirate. The two of them will cooperate with full attention, and it seems that they are doing something that requires a lot of concentration.

Sefir was holding the skull of Sakir's Skull. Blake, who was sweating profusely, was holding the matching spine of Sakir's Skull in his hand. On the chair in front of the two of them, he was tying a headless and pumped Draenei with a lost spine.

   The guy's neck was still bleeding continuously, and his eyes were wide and his head was stuffed with sackcloth, which would be lying in a pool of blood under him.

   On the table beside the smelly pirate, the blood-stained Salameni had not had time to clean it, making the scene as terrifying as the dismemberment scene.

   "Can you two do it?"

   Mr. Saqir, who was held by Sefir, witnessed the whole process, and he urged in a tone of anxiety and anticipation:

   "Isn't it just connecting the spine? It's such a simple job to see you two do the same thing as slaughtering a pig! You still have the face to call yourself a great warlock? My evil apprentice, you really let me down."

   "You can shut up, isn't it all because of your demands?"

  Blake wiped his sweat and cursed viciously:

   "You just need to put your head on his head for this kind of thing, but you have to put your own spine on it, can this be done casually?

  If it wasn't for my hands being steady enough, your request would have stumped 99% of the doctors and warlocks in this world, and they would still sell well if they got cheap? Do you want me to throw this corpse into the sea now to feed the fish? "

   "Oh, oh, I'll just say it, don't be angry, my apprentice, you continue, your technique is quite delicate."

  Satchel was stunned.

  The old man said cautiously:

   "Would you like me to sing you an Argus ballad? Let you relax?"

   "Shhh!"

  Blake, who was busy, glared at Thakiel's head, who immediately became quiet.

   In fact, the three people present, except Sefir knew nothing about this evil ritual, the remaining two guys understood why Thacher had to change his spine into this "clothing".

  Its skull and spine are a set of magical instruments. If only the skull is replaced and the spine is left in the hands of the smelly pirates, it means that Takir will also be controlled by the smelly pirates.

   This is not what it wants.

   And Black's willingness to help it with this seemingly excessive request, to complete a difficult "spine replacement" operation, is also the smelly pirate expressing his "sincerity" to Thacher.

   There is no need for him to retain his control over Thalkiel in such a way without future troubles. The two have the same interests in fighting Archimonde.

  With this relationship, he helped Thaqier this time, and the next time he ran into trouble, Thaqier should "show" it.

  Human feelings are cultivated in this way.

  You can only have a real "cooperative relationship" when you come and go.

   "Get it done!"

A few minutes later, the pirate used his amazingly steady hands to completely squeeze Thakiel's spine into the hapless draenei's body, and under Thakiel's hasty guidance, he wrapped the corpse with Void energy to let it go. It revives its cursed vitality.

   As a void energy that can derive something like the "Curse of Flesh", its ability in this aspect is definitely the most "professional" among the six powers.

   "Put me on, little girl, aim a little."

  Thakir saw the corpse's fingers beating, and shouted to Sefir, the first mate took a step forward, holding the skull in both hands and placing it at the end of the spine like a head.

   With a click, Thacher's mouth moved up and down, and after Black withdrew his hands, he broke the rope wrapped around him.

   He looked like a baby who had just learned to walk, and like a patient who had been lying on the bed for many years, leaning on the table crookedly and walking a few steps.

   was very awkward at first, like a fish jumping on the ground.

   But soon, he got used to this "down to earth" feeling.

   Under the watchful eyes of Sefir and Black, Thacher walked and jumped up and down. If it wasn't for the fact that the place wasn't big enough, the stinky pirate suspected that the old guy would perform an aerial split on the spot.

   It was obvious that he was very excited.

   But tens of thousands of years of torture made him look down on everything, so he quickly calmed down.

   As the pirates watched, this strange skull-head but flesh-and-blood figure crouched down and put his fingers on the pool of blood on the ground.

   Its skull and mouth moved up and down, chanting the incantation silently, and saw that the splashing blood re-flowed and gathered at the fingertips, and was absorbed back into his new body by Thakiel.

   Finally, he lifted the head of the dead draenei and put it in his hand to "appreciate" carefully.

   After several seconds, Thacher raised his head and stared at Black with his eyes burning with faint green flames. He leaned over to thank him very sincerely, and asked again:

   "What's this guy's name?"

   "Uh, it seems to be called Maladal."

  Blake took the handkerchief handed by the first officer, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said:

"It's an evil one who hides in an abandoned tomb to study the soul. It is said that he was a draenei archbishop before he fell. If it weren't for his disgusting psychic experiments, my servants would not be. So easy to catch him.

How about it?

   Are you still satisfied with this body? "

   "Very satisfied."

  Thakir let out a hoarse and dry laughter, raised his finger, and looked at the shadow magic lingering on his fingertips.

   His bizarre spine and skull lit up with green flames at the same time, bridging the gap between bones and flesh like flesh and blood, and making the new enlightener look full of a kind of villainous evil.

He says:

   "Every piece of flesh and blood is full of depraved magic power. He is obviously talented but doesn't know how to use it. This seems to be a problem that haunts him. He wants the answer, but he can't find the key to unlock the power.

   But it doesn't matter, he doesn't have to feel troubled about it.

   I'll make good use of whatever he has left, but before that, I need to take a shower. This guy has terrible hygiene. "

   "Do you need me to find some shield girls to help you rub your back? Lord Thakiel."

  Black took up his pipe and said:

   "Perhaps 30,000 years of suffering did not kill the passion in your heart. If you don't use a certain part of this body, it would be a waste to keep it."

   "Hehe, I can't stand Odin's shield girl."

  Thager took a black hooded long coat from the first mate, reached out and pulled the hood up to cover his horrified skull head. After taking a few steps, he turned his head and said to the pirate:

   "You still have a few elves kidnapped by your daughter on your ship, right? Do you need them?"

  The pirate pouted and shrugged again, showing an expression of "every man understands" and looking at scumbags.

   "Very well, I'm in need of a few apprentices to serve me."

  Thakir coughed a few times and said:

   "Take them to my bathroom, I'm going to 'check' their spellcasting talents, what do you mean by that nasty expression?

   Believe it or not, I will destroy your ship with one shot of death and one finger? "

   (end of this chapter)