New Order of Azeroth

Chapter 6 Taking Control of the Brotherhood

Vanessa turned a deaf ear, endured the discomfort, and killed a thief again. She imagined that she was an artist and was playing a death hymn. She felt much more comfortable.

Johnson was still pleading, hoping that she would spare his life. The other two surviving thieves were also kneeling on the ground and trembling.

Vanessa turned into a shadow and appeared behind a thief who was secretly preparing to light a bomb. She took another life and cut the bomb fuse at the same time. Then she turned back to look at the two survivors.

"I am loyal to the Van Cleef family!" the old miner Johnson cried in tears, and the other thief hurriedly swore an oath, declaring that he would never betray.

Never betraying is absolute nonsense. She doesn't believe it. But after thinking about it, there is no need to deal with these little bosses. Even if it is necessary to add other professions in the brotherhood, the thieves at hand still need to be managed well.

She raised her hand and fired off a firework. Not long after, the fishman chef arrived on the island in a dreadnought with more than thirty sailors and thieves who were still loyal to the Van Cleef family.

"Pack up the trophies, let's go back." In addition to Sandel's treasure, her so-called trophies naturally also include these thieves who are killing each other. Digging through corpses has always been a favorite thing for adventurers, but her hands have always been very dark. In her previous life, The hunting of Sasha at the beginning of the third war had aroused countless public outrage. At this time, he stood still and did not move at all. Instead, he ordered the old miner to dig through the corpses and select usable supplies.

"Huh? Your hands are very red..." As the other person was confused, she took over a sophisticated dagger and a shield.

The dagger used by Da Fan had been damaged in the battle. Vanessa only inherited a one-handed sword called the Cruel Barb. The dagger currently used is just an ordinary whiteboard weapon. Now she throws away the whiteboard dagger and crosses over. The excellent level is directly replaced by sophisticated level weapons.

The new dagger was called Buzzer. She held it in the palm of her hand and tried stabbing, back stabbing, cutting, and peeling. The dagger was a little heavier, but extremely sharp, and the air resistance was almost non-existent. With this dagger, her shots were The speed is 0.1 second faster under normal conditions, which is a huge improvement.

She was very satisfied with the dagger. It was unclear whose private collection it was, but she accepted it with a smile.

The old miner also handed her a high-quality shield. She weighed it in her hand. She didn't know how to use this thing to throw the shield like Captain America? I don’t have this skill.

Throwing the shield directly to the old miner: "This is for you."

The group emptied the treasure trove, and then the bodies of the thieves were not spared. Killing people in the wild and then abandoning the corpses in the wilderness is not enough of a deterrent. Bringing these corpses back to the death mines and showing them to all thieves can deter those with ulterior motives.

The giant ship sailed into the secret port silently. The thieves heard about the treasure and swarmed in. Not to mention three hundred, just by looking at it, they knew that the number exceeded a thousand.

Vanessa stood on a high platform, with her back against the giant ship. All the cannons were activated, and the bright muzzles were pointed at everyone.

She asked the old miner to bring over a large box in a cliché manner, and then kicked it over from the side. The gold, silver and jewelry were scattered all over the floor. At the same time, the corpses of more than 20 thieves were hung on the mast of the giant ship like a flag.

Excitement and fear coexisted. She was sweating in her hands, but she still said loudly: "Everyone in the Defias Brotherhood, listen to me! I am the daughter of Edwin Van Cleef. I have the treasure and the dagger. Also, I want to be the leader now, who is in favor of it? Who is against it?"

Shouting at the top of your lungs, to be honest, is a bit uncomfortable, but many leaders in this world are high-level warriors, born with human speakers. They all have loud voices and iron lungs. Everyone within the earth can hear it, and loudness seems to be equated with courage. This is why no one has developed a loudspeaker until now.

This bad habit was hard on her as a thief. Although it was not difficult to make a paper trumpet, she still chose to do as the Romans did and raised her voice and shouted as hard as she could. At this time, momentum was needed, and holding a paper trumpet was really not good-looking.

The echo in the cave was good, and she was standing at a slightly higher position. Although her voice was a bit shrill, it was not inaudible.

The cannons on the giant ship also lowered their attack angle at this time, as if they would fire cannons from below if someone said 'no'.

In this situation, who dares to resist? If a thousand people swarm, Vanessa will definitely have to run away, but unite for the same goal? Sorry, the word unity is not in the dictionary of thieves.

Led by the old miner, the thieves reaffirmed the leadership of the Van Cleef family over the Defias Brotherhood, and Vanessa officially took over the paramilitary organization that had occupied the western wilderness for many years.

In the evening of the same day, under the coercion of Vanessa, the old miner and another young bandit leader who had taken refuge began to carry out purposeful beheading operations. , I beat him, and as the killings increased, the hatred between each other became deeper and deeper.

The bloody storm lasted for three days. Some of the thieves in the Death Mine escaped, some returned from outside, some died, and some were missing. The number was the same every day.

Vanessa used her extremely immature political methods to stir up conflicts between several parties. When everything calmed down, she divided one-third of Sandel's treasure, with a carrot in one hand and a stick in the other. Regardless of what she thought in her heart, at least in the big world On the surface, she has made the transition from Edwin Van Cleef to her own right.

Now there are more than 800 thieves who can be officially controlled by her and are willing to accept her orders.

Most of them are thieves, there are only more than thirty warriors, seven hunters, and two mage apprentices, the kind of apprentices who are very good at picking their own feet.

There were no priests and no paladins. This deformed professional structure was too different from the legion model she imagined, and it must be reformed immediately.

"Miss, three more brothers disappeared today." Vanessa was sitting in Da Fan's previous office, holding a book of Azeroth's scenery and reading carefully. The old miner came to report to her respectfully.

This was the tenth day after time travel. After fully grasping the Brotherhood, Vanessa asked the old miner to count the number of people every day and find the missing people among them.

In the eyes of the old miners, this is a bit hypocritical, isn't it just death? Talking about missing has no practical meaning at all.

Vanessa put down the book in her hand and prepared to tell some secrets to the old miner.

"You must think those people are dead, right? Let me tell you, they are not dead, at least not completely dead. They are still wandering in our mines... It's just that they are no longer human beings, but He became an undead."

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