Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 392 101. Ha, bitches! Ben the pirate is back!

From the coast of Azsuna to the northernmost continent in the world, there are two routes,

It is more convenient to go all the way north around the long and narrow coastline of Azsuna, but this road has been blocked.

Because if you want to go this way, you can't go around that ghostly place on Shouwang Island no matter what.

Since the pirate was robbed, he had already had a psychological shadow on someone in that place. His fragile heart could not bear the terrible pressure that would come from being close to that smelly woman.

And the other way is the exact opposite direction.

They first returned to the Broken Shore the way they came, where they turned around, bypassed Stormheim, the easternmost point of the Broken Isles, and headed north.

This road will take longer, and there is also a very dangerous location, that is, the entrance of Hella's Hell in the present world, which happens to be at the place of Stormheim.

If they are unlucky, they are likely to be surrounded by a whole ghost ship that rushed out of Hell when passing through that sea area.

So, here comes the question, as the decision maker of the fleet, Laike Shaw, who is he more afraid of among Hela, the Queen of Hell, and a certain smelly woman on Watch Island?

This is a very serious question.

Your Excellency the Commander spent a full five seconds thinking about this question, and then he decisively chose to go to Hela's side.

After all, although Hela is more famous, worse, and more powerful, Hela never robbed him, and if Hela really sent a whole fleet of ghost ships to surround Laike.

Isn't that better?

hey-hey.

With the Tidal Stone's Legendary Big Tidal Four Bursts in hand, how can you grab one or two ghost ships, and then escape before Hai pulls the real thing, right?

Wouldn't that make a lot of money?

As for the process of robbing, will the stinky pirates of the Undead Fleet experience the refreshing feeling of returning to hell? What does this have to do with Master Bu Laike who wants to salvage the ship?

Sudden death is a professional risk in the business of pirates. The weak pirates just die. Your Excellency, the cold-blooded commander, is not in the mood to put a few flowers on the grave of the weak.

So, the Immortal Fleet, in order to accommodate the sissy Commander Bu Laike, began to head east all the way.

Moreover, there is a greater advantage of choosing this path.

"Ah, Suramar, your pirates are back."

After a three-day voyage, Bu Laike's fleet approached the Broken Shore, and naturally approached the city of Suramar, which is only a channel away from the Broken Shore.

On the poop of the Naglfar decorated with the skull of a deep lord, the pirates opened their arms, as if to embrace the beautiful and mysterious city in the distance in the morning light.

Although he used the magic eyeball Keir Rogge's eye to appreciate the city in the sea fog.

The purple magic canopy still stands outside the city of Suramar, but compared to the last time it came, this magic canopy is much weaker in terms of range and energy intensity.

Surely it wasn't because the Nightwell powering it had suddenly dried up, so there was only one explanation.

"The Shaldorei are really planning to let go of the city and integrate into the world.

They are advancing this matter, and the weakening of the magic shield is a precursor. Perhaps very soon, within a few months, at most half a year, we will be able to see these Nightborne in the Eastern Continent. "

Bu Laike said to the first mate dragon who was posing beside him with his hips on his hips:

"Look, here's the difference I made."

"Who knows how Elisande will come into contact with the humans in the Eastern Kingdom?"

Safiel put his hands on his hips and said:

"I don't think your bad joke will fool the great magister, and the Sons of the Night are not fools. They only need to go around the Eastern Continent, no, they don't even need to go to the Eastern Continent.

As long as you talk to the human merchants at sea, you will know that Dailin will not do this kind of looting. When the news reaches the Kul Tiras fleet, they will definitely offer us a reward.

They even actively hunt us down. "

"Isn't that better?"

Bo Laike, wearing the dark helmet, let out a burst of laughter as he said:

"I have been preparing for so long and traveled so many places just to prepare a 'surprise' for my old father.

Perhaps the defeat of a confident advance fleet to hunt down unknown pirates would be the best opening ceremony for this 'big surprise'.

He will love it.

Nobody knows my old man better than I do, and he'll love it.

A chaotic and vibrant sea, a group of vicious and cunning pirates who wanted to send him and the entire Kul Tiras fleet into the abyss, a group of challengers who wanted to take his title as the king of the sea.

In the new era of the Looting Sea, all heroes rise together, and each family competes for the throne. It is a lively era

Believe me.

He will love it.

He'll be in high spirits, he'll have fun, he'll enjoy this game of sea and war.

All his attention will be drawn to this.

He wanted to win so much, so desperate to win, that he ignored what was happening in the shadows behind him that I wanted to do and was doing. "

Bu Laike snapped his fingers and said:

"By the time he regains his senses, Kul Tiras, the shadow that hangs over my hometown, those sores may have been cured by me.

He will thank me.

Then we will recognize each other as father and son after a tragic sea battle that shocked the world.

I will sit on his throne.

As a defeated man and a father, he will be frustrated and relieved to congratulate the new king of the sea and his son who is so outstanding beyond his imagination.

Look, I've written the script.

Dai Lin would be ecstatic to join the drama, the only problem now is that the extras aren't in place yet.

Our budget is a bit tight, so we can't afford big names.

You can only make do with third-rate characters such as the snake king Kotek, the troll pirate Gaboa, and the black knight of Karazhan.

but it does not matter.

As the curtain rises, guys who are unwilling to be lonely will bring money into the group.

They will use their ambition, life and desire to give us a wonderful performance on the stage of the sea.

Well, speaking of acting"

The stinky pirate who was raving nonsense turned around, "looked" at his first mate, and said:

"Has Anaris moved?"

"Start immediately."

Seifel replied:

"The wilderness of Suramar is now full of outposts established by the Nightborne, and there are magic saber knights patrolling day and night. The first step for them to leave the city is to first control the land outside the city.

Captain Grayson went to the coast of Suramar to investigate last night, and brought back news that Elisande might restart the Ty'anor ruins in the center of Suramar, and make a training ground for recruits there.

In short, the Suramar Wilderness is no longer a no-man's land, and we can't act like we did last time.

This creates some problems for Captain Moon County's plans, but she says she has other options. "

"Row."

Bu Laike waved his hand and said:

"Then let's wait quietly for her performance."

——

After three days of captivity in the dark, Chief Arcanist Talisa was finally transferred.

Already very emaciated, she no longer had the noble temperament she used to have, and she didn't get enough magic wine for three days, which made the arcanist's skin dull and thin, as if she had experienced a successful battle. Excessive weight loss is the same.

She is a little too thin.

There are even signs of skinny bones.

This is the precursor to the transition from the Nightborne to the Withered, the beginning of a sad fate.

She and her two friends who were in the same bad situation were escorted from the Nagfar to the Alpaca by a group of human pirates. They were shackled, like slaves, by a small fox quartermaster take over.

"Huh? What's going on here?"

Captain Eudora stood on the wine barrel and looked at the three captives in doubt. She raised her head and asked the tattooed woman Marci who was in charge of the escort:

"Did someone abuse them? How did they become so thin? Especially this Arcanist Talisa, she is a 'gift' to be sent to the Kingdom of Alterac.

Look at her, she is almost the same as those withered.

No one would like such a gift. "

"fine."

Marci, the tattooed girl, waved her hand carelessly, reached out and slapped Talisa's ass hard, and said:

"These children of the night are just like this. A group of drunkards. If they don't drink for a few days, they will become wilted. Then just give them enough magic wine, and they will become plump and beautiful again."

"I hope so."

The fox flicked his tail, mumbled and wrote a sum in the ledger in his hand, and asked a few big and three thick troll pirates to send the prisoners to the third deck of the alpaca.

When being pushed into the cabin, Talisa glanced back, and in her gaze, the damn ghost ship Nagfar was rapidly sinking underwater.

It's leaving here, and it doesn't know where to go.

No wonder the three of them were transferred to other ships. Those stinky pirates might be planning to replicate the previous invasion of Suramar City!

no.

This message must be sent back.

"Hey, you guys, wait a minute."

The trolls escorted the three haggard Nightborne to a new cage, but they were suddenly stopped when they walked down the second deck.

When they turned their heads, they saw Anaris in a pirate outfit, playing with the snake-shaped dagger in his hand, leading a few Nightborne pirates, walking from the shadow of the deck.

"Let me speak a few words to my fellow man."

Anaris threw out a few gold coins and said to the trolls:

"They will be sent away soon, and they may not see each other for the rest of their lives. It's convenient, just a few minutes, and it won't disturb your work."

"Hurry up, it's terrible to be discovered by Captain Zarak. He has a very bad temper recently, and several brothers have been hanged on the mast because of a trivial matter."

A few troll pirates divided the gold coins in the breakup, then walked aside, and gave the talking space to the children of the night.

"I have a plan."

In front of Talisa, Anaris said in Salas:

"We can send you and me out of this damn fleet. Suramar is now patrolled by our compatriots. As long as we find a team of Demonsaber Knights, we will be saved.

My only doubt is, you have been starved for three days, can you still use the teleportation magic across the strait? "

"I can not."

The downcast legendary caster hugged his body, trembling, and said in a difficult and ashamed tone:

"I was seriously injured and couldn't use magic smoothly."

"I can try."

The old elf Ocules licked his dry lips and said to Anaris:

"There is no need to manually locate the location of the teleportation spell. We have a fixed teleportation beacon, just on the edge of the coast of Suramar, which was the underground magic net node that provided magic power to Suramar City during the Elf Empire.

I've personally set up magic canals on those nodes before.

Those mana channels have long since been abandoned, but the teleportation beacons still work.

Moreover, a temporary portal leading directly to the inner city of Suraman can be opened there. It only takes one overdrawn spell, and I am sure to teleport us all there. "

"Very well, the last link in my plan is perfect."

Anaris grinned.

Talisa asked again:

"When are you going to start your plan?"

"Let me check the time."

Captain Yuejun took out a pocket watch from his pocket and looked at it in front of his eyes. She counted down and said:

"3, 2, 1 is now!"

"boom"

A loud bang sounded above everyone's heads.

The vibration like an explosion of a gunpowder barrel made the alpaca shake, and the nightborn pirates who followed Talisa rushed forward vigorously, knocking the panicked troll pirates to the ground.

The tauren bodyguards of Anaris rushed over, grabbed the big axe, and chopped off the shackles on the three nightborne elves one by one.

"Teleport! Quick!"

Yuejun grabbed Talisa's hand, threw a bottle of magic wine to the old elf Ocules who hadn't reacted yet, and shouted at him again.

The latter was shocked, unscrewed the cap of the magic wine, took a few mouthfuls of wine, took off his shoes, and took out a finger-sized teleportation crystal from the interlayer.

It would be too late to think about the teleportation point carefully, and it would be too late to use extra magic skills to ensure the comfort of the teleportation.

The chief teleporter activated the teleportation crystal in his hand and locked its landing point at the location of the beacon in his memory. He seemed to be holding a bomb that would explode at any time.

During the rough operation of the arcane magic power, several people in this dark cabin were all screaming, being overwhelmed by the streamer of teleportation.

"whispering sound"

On the deck of the Nagfar, which sank into the deep sea, Little Xingxing curled his lips in disdain, and said to Bu Laike who was ready to go:

"These Nightborn casters are still crazy, they dare to teleport in such a careless way across a strait. If this was not arranged by you, I just need to disturb the magic line a little bit, and I can send them all into the deep sea to drown .”

"Yes, yes, Princess Little Xingxing is the most powerful."

The pirate gave a few words of perfunctory appreciation.

Xin said that this little star has also learned to brag. Now he is not a mentally handicapped pirate who doesn't know anything, he is familiar with the basic principles of arcane teleportation.

How can people's teleportation technique with specific space markers be so easy to be interfered with?

Dean Lanyue might be able to do it.

But you little Xingxing is just a young dragon, you are really bragging and not drafting. But on the surface, the pirates didn't pierce the cowhide, and they always wanted to save some face for their beautiful elementary school girl.

He just urged:

"Open the door now.

My loyal followers are waiting for me in Suramar, and I have to send a message to some guy, you are going shopping for clothes, and Anaris is going to prepare a big surprise for her sister.

Everyone has something to do, so don't waste your time. "

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