Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 200 19. Every big man has a butler

"hum"

The brilliance of arcane magic power suddenly shone under the night of Hillsbrad Hills.

Just beside the river not far from Nanhai Town, it looked like a firefly lighting up the twilight, which represented a spell caster, above the spatial rules of the material world, in the area covered by the magic net, completed the magic net. The location of teleportation.

After a few seconds, the portal with a faint blue light was opened.

Cloth Laike, wearing a pirate hat and a pirate windbreaker, strode out from the portal, looked left and right, stretched out his hand to push his blindfold, put his finger in his mouth, and whistled lightly.

In the next moment, a large group of people rushed out from the portal.

Xieyan, the dog leg carrying a large bag of soul stones.

The troll Zarak with a heavy bag, the big bad wolf with a big cloak covering his whole body, and a patched bag, and four ravenous orc guards with big bags.

Followed by the little pirate Kanrethad.

The child was also carrying a big burden, and he was holding Jordan's staff, which was taller than anyone else.

In this scene, it looks like a pirate team has just completed a coveted robbery.

But it's not over yet.

In the shining of the light curtain of the portal, Sir Attumen, the "Royal Hunter" wearing dark red armor and carrying an epee, strode out at midnight leading his beloved ghost horse.

Midnight, which was supposed to be a war horse, is like a lowly camel donkey, carrying two bags of precious books on the saddle of the handsome and domineering ghost horse.

Those are decorations that the smelly pirate intends to take back and fill his bookshelves to show that he is also a "learned person".

The last one to walk out of the portal was the expressionless old mage Meri Dongfeng.

As he walked out of the blue light curtain, the mana model of the portal immediately collapsed, and just like when it appeared, it quickly gathered into a group of arcane light spots, and finally dissipated in the dead night.

"The place in Karazhan is really convenient. I didn't even know it. From there, portals to all parts of the world can be opened."

Bu Laike looked at the familiar night scenery in front of him, and he said to the old mage:

"Is it because Karazhan is built on a chaotic space?"

"This professional knowledge belonging to the arcane school is very difficult to explain to you, an ignorant warlock, so don't ask, okay?"

Mei Li acted very unreasonable. He held the guardian's chicken stick in his hand and said calmly:

"You just need to know that in certain parts of the world, the usual rules of space don't apply. Karazhan, that belongs to that kind of place.

There I can easily open the portal that spans thousands of miles.

But only in that place. "

"Yo yo yo, some people have just become liches, and they have learned the weird temper of those psychics."

The pirate pursed his lips, looked at the drastically changed Meri Dongfeng with a teasing face, and said in a weirdly elongated tone:

"It's really turning your face and denying people. You have climbed a high branch and become a big shot, so you can't look down on your sloppy friends in the past, right?"

"Shut up."

Meili Dongfeng said very bluntly, saying:

"You know I just completed the lich transformation, and my mental thinking has been irreversibly impacted. I am now a lunatic. Laike, for your safety, it is best not to provoke me."

The old mage's lich conversion ceremony was basically completed, and under the care of Aegwynn, the ceremony went smoothly.

The strange life form he had maintained for more than three thousand years had changed, and a new force filled Meri's body. In addition to the original strong magic power, he also mastered the method of using the aura of death.

But it will take him a while to get used to the new, pumping power.

At the same time, after truly marching towards eternity, Meili Dongfeng's external image has also changed, and he still looks like a shriveled old man.

But while straightening his waist, his previous unkempt appearance has also returned to the dignity and solemnity that a high-level spellcaster should have.

He will be wearing a blue-purple intertwined violet robe, and the few hairs on his bare head will be neatly arranged, like an old-fashioned, traditional and rigid archmage.

The biggest change is his eyes.

The original rotten, shriveled, terrifying pupils seem to have returned to their youthful brilliance. Looking closely at those pupils, it feels like looking directly at the blue and boundless ice field.

And Laike also knows that this body is no longer necessary for Meri Dongfeng.

After completing the transformation and marching towards eternity, touching death gave him a stronger and purer posture.

He also cleaned up his former body. In addition to representing nostalgia for the past, the biggest meaning is to put on a "decent dress" for himself.

In order not to expose his true form, frighten those ignorant and stupid Dalaran, and proudly claim that they have mastered the truth, but the truth doesn't bother to care about their spellcasters.

However, the Lich Meri's indifference to Bu Laike was not from the bottom of his heart. He was very grateful to Bu Laike for helping him, but as he said, the Lich Transformation Ceremony had a great impact on the caster's thinking.

After looking directly at the true face of death, he needs a little time to relax.

"All right, all right."

The pirate waved his hand, looked away and moved away from Meri Dongfeng, he said to the old mage:

"Then according to the original plan, you go back to Dalaran to rest first. After three days at the latest, I will go there to do some private affairs and find you by the way. You have to be prepared, and we will go to Stratholme later .

I would like to offer His Excellency a gift to show my pirate's 'devotion' to the Light and my promise to you to reveal the dark secrets that lie beneath civilization.

Ok.

I don't plan to let more people know about this at the moment, so don't make a big publicity, okay? "

"it is good."

Lich Merry nodded concisely.

He glanced at the Atiesh staff in his hand, then took out the frail Gul'dan Skull from his magic bag, and returned it to the pirate.

He looked at Bo Laike and said softly:

"Little Aegwynn left in a hurry, she asked me to express her most sincere thanks to you, and she also hoped that her and Med'an's future lives would not be disturbed.

She wants the world to forget them.

This is not a request, Boo Laike.

Little Aegwynn has already paid you, and you have emptied the essence of Karazhan. I hope you can fulfill your promise. "

"What do you mean being emptied by me?"

The pirate looked at the head of Gul'dan that had been sent back. When he saw the familiar orange light, he felt relieved. Fortunately, he persuaded Aegwynn to only resurrect a little northern-nosed Medivh, and did not use much magic power.

Although the ritual drained all the magic power from the Skull of Gul'dan, and there was nothing left, at least the legendary item was not damaged and maintained its original high quality.

As for the dry magic power, it's not a big problem.

Gul'dan's Skull has two entries for absorbing magic power. As long as it is not damaged, it can absorb magic power from the outside world to replenish itself. However, it is estimated that it will not recover in a year or two if it is drained like this. of.

When he heard the words of the Lich again, he immediately became unhappy.

He felt that he had been slandered, so he put away Gul'dan's head, put his hands on his hips and said:

"I obviously kept the curator, the statue of the Virgin of Chastity, and the demons secretly summoned by Medivh, and they will definitely give a big surprise to the thieves who get in.

And those books, most of which I haven't touched!

Aren't knowledge and wisdom the most valuable treasures in the eyes of you mages?

I put the most valuable things there intact. You can't speak ill of me so casually, Merry, my reputation is already bad, you can't slander me like that. "

"That's it, Bo Laike, I'll wait for you in Dalaran."

The old mage was in a hurry to go back to calibrate his somewhat deviated consciousness, and he didn't have time to argue with the pirates. He nodded to Bo Laike, tapped the chicken leg stick in his hand on the ground, and the dim light of the teleportation technique enveloped him.

As Merry Winterwind disappeared into the light, Bo Laike quickly dropped a scout on him:

Name: Meri Winterwind "The Immortal"

Status: Legendary Body. Eternal Transformation. Immortal Physique. Eternal Frost. Brilliant Halo

Occupation: Level 60 Archmage/Level 60 Loremaster/Level 1 Lich

Equipment: Atiesh Guardian Staff

"whoosh"

When the light spot of the teleportation technique disappeared, a wisp of cold ice slag flew out from the last gleam of light, and hit Laike on the head, covering his whole body with ice shards, making him extremely embarrassed for a moment.

This is a little warning from the old mage about Bu Laike's investigation.

He may not know that Bo Laike is observing his details in this way, but he can feel a little prying and maliciousness in that gaze.

"Okay, boys, listen to me!"

Bu Laike shrugged his shoulders, peeling off the icy slag from his body with the help of the shadows flowing around him. He turned around and said to the group of people standing behind him:

"I don't enjoy traveling with you on land. I hope to return to my ship more than you, but now my misery march is not over yet.

I still have a few things to do on this loathsome land.

For the rest of the journey, I'm very glad that I don't need to bring you idiots with me anymore, and you don't have to be afraid of angering me and being killed by me. This is good news for both of us.

Let's part here.

Find a way to go to Southsea Town to get a boat, and then sail into the Palatine Bay all the way west. After about three days of sailing, you will arrive at Tol Barad Island.

Our four ships, Maim, Eudora, and the group of tortoises should be waiting for you there now, and their assistance to the tortoises of Vashjir will take some time to complete.

You rest there.

By the way, send someone to investigate the current situation on Tol Barad Island. The place was destroyed by the tribe two years ago, and it is now a three-way area.

There are plenty of places for you to hide and move around. "

The pirate opened his arms and said to his men:

"Before I go back to my fleet, you can act freely, but be careful, if you mess with Dailin, don't expect me to avenge you.

evil eye! "

"Yes, Captain."

The orc warlock responded immediately, and then heard the captain say to him:

"After you go back, tell the old snakeman Warwick that Dalaran's relationship has been cleared up, and let him take his elite as soon as possible to escort the guardian keystone to the northern coast of Silverpine Forest.

As far as Dalaran is concerned, there will be someone there to meet them. "

"Yes, Captain!"

The orc immediately responded, fully showing his dog-legged qualities.

This guy went to Karazhan with Bo Laike, and now he is wearing a shotgun, Zan's new robe, the wand on his waist, and the ring on his hand, all really good things.

This orc doesn't know how to keep a low profile either.

I can't wait to wear magic rings on all ten fingers, just like the nouveau riche.

But pirates don't care about their own bad taste either.

He waved his hand.

Signal them to hurry up and not disturb their interest in revisiting their old places.

As for how this group of guys can get a ship in the pier of South Sea Town, which has been recaptured by the alliance and is heavily guarded by soldiers, this is not something that Laike needs to worry about.

If this group of pirates who have defeated the Hell Pioneer can't even do this well, then they will die.

The grim captain won't hold a moment's silence for an incompetent scum.

After everyone left, Bo Laike, who was finally left alone, stretched his arms in relaxation and glanced at the hills to the southeast.

He said to the empty night around him:

"So, Moros, my housekeeper, would you be interested in accompanying me on an outing and meeting some of my old friends?"

"Of course, Mr. Drake."

In the shadows behind the pirates, Moros, the undead steward wearing a red butler uniform, appeared silently. He wore sloppy gloves on his hands and a attendant ribbon symbolizing a royal servant hung on his chest.

Under the tuxedo coat, two uniquely shaped daggers hang on the belt.

The rotting face was masked red to match the clothes, leaving only the mouth with shriveled gums visible.

Standing straight, her black leather shoes were polished to a shine, and she wore a luxurious silk handkerchief on her wrist.

His professional attitude is as if he is about to deliver a cup of hot tea to Bu Laike in the next moment.

Or grab the dagger, and with all its grace, mercilessly slash all of Laike's enemies.

"Ah, having you by my side makes me feel like a big shot."

The pirate praised sincerely:

"It's like Bruce and Alfred, Howard and Jarvis. Every big man should have a powerful but low-key 'housekeeper'.

My dear Moros.

From now on, you will be my royal butler. "

"Uh, although I don't quite understand the meaning of this word, but..."

Moros showed a terrifying smile, he leaned over slightly, and said softly:

"I am honored, sir."

(end of this chapter)