Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Kil'jaeden's output from Zaun made Eredin very unhappy.

In his captain's cabin, after finishing his "conversation" with the fraudster, the angry Black Knight leader grabbed the beautiful cup on the table and wanted to slam it to the ground to express his displeasure.

But the moment he smashed the cup, the cursed power in his body forced him to calm down.

This cup inlaid with gems is also a treasure.

Or were they the funerary objects they stole from the draenei's Auchindoun Tomb? All valuable treasures should be kept well, and all treasures should be presented to Lord Sargeras!

This is a curse that the Black Knights cannot break, and it also forces them to not actively destroy any treasures at all.

However, this kind of coercive power is not without its benefits.

Eredin, who was relieved of his anger for a moment, immediately calmed down. He put the cup he was clenching tightly on the table, and sat on his captain's chair with a gloomy expression, frowning and thinking carefully.

His fingers touched the two domineering and evil-looking sailor swords at his waist. When his fingers came into contact, there was a burning sensation of evil energy, and he could even faintly hear the evil laughter of the trickster.

These two weapons are undoubtedly powerful.

The dark weapon carefully forged by the demon craftsmen ordered by the Deceiver has long been full of blood in Draenor. Eredin used it to hack down draenei defenders and orc wolf cavalry.

He even used it to kill a fallen arakkoa priest when he entered the Great Tomb of Auchindoun to steal.

That was basically the most powerful opponent Eredin had ever killed in his dark life.

However, this record was difficult to use against Black Shaw, who the fraudster asked him to deal with. This also proved how desperate the gap between the two pirates was.

However, these two knives brought not only good things to Eredin, but also very bad things.

For example, when he carries this evil weapon with him, he cannot escape the surveillance of the fraudster, and his every move will be watched by the big devil.

Occasionally, a fraudster will use the double blade to control his mind and body to do something he doesn't want to do.

"Hey, do you really think of us as pathetic puppets?"

The leader of the black knight's eyes flashed with cold light under his helmet.

He was originally thinking about how to complete the death order given by the fraudster, but as he thought about it, a "pretty scary" idea suddenly popped up in his evil and dark heart.

As soon as this idea that was born from dark thinking emerged, it immediately expanded like a burning flame, uncontrollably expanding.

Even the hands and body of the leader of the Black Knights were shaking.

Not out of fear, but out of excitement.

Well.

Okay, actually there is still fear.

"Snapped"

Eredin took off the double blades from his waist, slapped them on his table, stood up again, moved his body, and walked out of the cabin unsteadily.

He left his powerful magic blade in the captain's cabin, left his ship without any weapons, and went to this hidden island.

He was going to discuss it with his brothers, and there was no need for the Fraudster to "spectate" on this process.

The Black Spirit Pirates' base in Ashland was forcibly occupied by Black. As a result, the Black Spirit Pirates, who had been developing well, were suddenly knocked back to their original shape.

Three of the nine black knights died, and the loss of troops reduced the size of the Black Spirit Pirate Group by one-third. In recent days, pirate servants have been secretly escaping on the island.

Even those who didn't run away were all frightened.

Eredar walked around the island, and even a guy like him who was not good at commanding saw the cowardice and uneasiness in the hearts of these bad pirates of Draenor.

The reason why they haven't run away yet is because they are afraid of the power of demons, not because the career prospects of the Black Spirit Pirates are so attractive to them.

Logically speaking, such a damn sight should make Eredin, the leader, very angry, but today he rarely accepted it all calmly.

Probably because of the change in his mentality, he can accept his weakness calmly

Speaking of which, Eredin and the others didn't want to be pirates in the first place, and their weird destiny was also an example of being influenced and twisted by the damn Black.

They are also the "victims" of the pirate prophet who changed the direction of the world.

If the original timeline had been followed, the Black Knights should still be living a leisurely and happy life in Azeroth, killing people and grabbing treasures.

"Boss!"

As Eredin walked into the camp of other black knights, led by several loyal pirates, his brothers stood up to say hello to Eredin.

No matter what the outside world thinks, the internal relationship among the nine Black Knights has always been very harmonious.

Although they come from different places and have different hometowns, they are really like brothers to each other.

Long before they were punished and cursed by the Dark Titan for their audacity in selling fake goods to Medivh, they were a well-known "fraud gang" in the Eastern Continent.

Those days were not that long ago, that is, twenty or thirty years ago, but to the current Black Knights, they are as far away as a lifetime ago.

Each of them missed the "simple and happy" days of cheating. Although they were always hunted down by various miscreants, they were occasionally imprisoned in jails, and their lives were even in danger several times. They were also so depressed that they resorted to stealing. Stuff is what makes a living.

But at that time, they at least didn't have to worry about becoming the devil's accomplice, being killed by righteous warriors who didn't know where they came from, and they didn't have to be cursed all the time to remind them to find treasures for the dark master.

Compared with the fucked-up life now, these nine not-so-skilled liars had a miserable life as businessmen, and they were as happy as heaven.

"Lao San, have the resurrection ceremonies of Lao Seven and Lao Ninth been arranged?"

Eredin waved his hand, signaling to the remaining brothers not to be so polite. He asked all the other pirates in the camp to go out, leaving only the black knights, and then sat down on a pile of treasures in an ungraceful manner.

He casually picked up an arakkoa-style sun lantern and played with it in his hand, then looked at his brothers with a gloomy look.

Facing the boss's inquiry, the fourth black knight raised his head and said:

"We are already preparing ashes for resurrection. They can be resurrected tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."

"Ah, very good."

Eredin nodded, and then he said:

"Pause resurrection, Fourth Brother, you take our brother's ashes back to Azeroth! We can't stay in Draenor anymore. Sixth and Eighth will divide the treasures on the island and hold a sacrifice ceremony tonight. .

Dedicate all the treasures we find to Master Sargeras. "

"Boss!"

As soon as Eredin said these words, the other black knights were horrified.

As Eredin's most capable assistant and lieutenant, and also the most powerful Black Knight besides himself, the second son said sharply:

"You're crazy! Such a small amount of treasure is not enough to pay off our sins. If we don't get Ashran's treasure back and only have this little thing, we will be severely punished by Lord Sargeras!

The Dark Titan may not care about these mortal treasures, but He will not allow us to be so languid. "

"Just do what I ask you to do. Where's all the nonsense?"

Eredin replied unhappily:

"As I said, this is just the beginning of the sacrifice. When we return to Azeroth, we will dig out the treasures we have hidden in the Redridge Mountains and Western Wilds and sacrifice them together.

Those amounts should be enough to satisfy the owner temporarily and keep us comfortable for the next year or two.

Look at this weak and barren world! "

The leader of the black knight scolded:

"The things we can collect here are far inferior to our hometown in terms of quantity and quality. Azeroth is the place we want to go back to, and only there can we find things that make the dark master feel happy.

Also, I'm here to tell you some very bad news. "

Eredin sighed and conveyed the death order just issued by the Deceiver to his brothers, and the Black Knights instantly exploded.

"This is too much! In the past, they just drove us like dogs, but now they explicitly want us to die!"

The second black knight said angrily:

"You're not even pretending! What a piece of shit the fraudster is!"

"It's an asshole!"

Other black knights also murmured:

"You still have the nerve to say we are incompetent? Who completed the first wave of demon invasion in Draenor? Is it easy for us to circle the world and set up portals everywhere?

For the cause of the Legion, each of us died at least twice! Isn't that enough?

Without us, how could it be so easy to invade Draenor with just its feeble-minded demon spies?

This is killing the donkey! "

"Yeah, what a jerk."

Another guy also complained in a gloomy tone:

"What's more, Black Shaw is also a pirate. Can that bastard be summed up as a simple pirate? Even big figures like the Defiler were defeated in his hands.

We saw it with our own eyes that day, in Dalaran, Black was playing around with the Defilers!

I think even if the Deceiver came in person, it would be nothing more than that, and that guy also assassinated Kazak. Is he an opponent we can deal with?

If you think about it with its damn devil's heel, it should be the opponent of a big devil like it. It doesn't dare to show up, so it just lets us die?

Isn’t our life life?

It’s so uncomfortable every time you die and come back to life, you bastard! "

This statement was immediately echoed by the other black knights, and everyone began to express their bitterness. Their reactions also satisfied Eredin, who had been observing.

It seems that the brothers are still of the same mind as before.

Very good, great!

"Okay, everyone, be quiet! Listen to me, I've got an idea."

Eredin stretched out his hand to stop the noise of the brothers. After the camp became quiet, the leader of the Black Knights coughed a few times, and then said in a strange tone:

"Kil'jaeden mocked us as dogs, yes, we are dogs!

But we are the dogs of Lord Sargeras, the Dark Titan, and we serve our master. When the Dark Titan cursed us, he did not give us an order to assist the Legion.

The order we received from the master was pure, just to search for treasures for the master.

That is our main business.

Kil'jaeden was also Lord Sargeras's dog. He looked so arrogant and commanding an army, but so what? "

The black knight sneered and said:

"Everyone is regarded as serving the Dark Titan, and there is no distinction between each other's responsibilities. We give up our main business to help the devil. This is the friendship between 'colleagues'.

But instead of thanking us, Kil'jaeden wants to use us as cannon fodder, so don't blame us for turning our backs.

Brothers, we are about to start cutting with the devil.

The power of Azeroth has entered Draenor, and the righteous people of the two worlds have become one. This can be seen from Black's assassination of Kazak. Regardless of the fun of the Legion, who will win and who will lose in a real fight? Not necessarily yet.

It would be foolish to rashly place yourself on the devil's side now.

I mean, it's time for us to get back to our old ways, and we should take our mission more seriously instead of becoming casualties of the war between the Burning Legion and Azeroth! "

"Boss is right!"

"That's it. I'm stupid and can't say it, but the boss's words speak to my heart. Let the devils go to hell, I quit, and if you have the ability, complain to the Dark Titan!"

"Yes, the boss said it right. Everyone is Lord Sargeras's dog. How can one dog command another dog?"

These shattering shouts represented that the Black Knights finally unified their opinions. Eredin snorted, stood up and said to his brothers:

"So just do as I say. The second, fourth, and fifth brothers will go with me to the Hellfire Peninsula to meet our outstanding colleagues.

Everyone else should do what they should do. "

"Boss, what about these brothers?"

The Black Knight pointed at the Draenor pirates outside the camp and whispered:

"Although they are useless, we have all worked together after all. Wouldn't it be bad to just leave them behind? Besides, we also need manpower when we return to Azeroth to develop.

I think some of them are quite capable, so it would be a pity to abandon them like this.

Also, the black dragon from the previous group came to contact us."

Black Knight Laoba paused and said softly:

"There is a crazy black dragon named 'Kazakus' who has formed a cult called 'Dark Gold Cult' on the island in the past few days. He said that he also wanted to experience the feeling of being a pirate, and he also said that he would not join us. Fight for control of the fleet.

I think the black dragon does look a bit abnormal.

I heard that he was captured by demons in Gorgrond and tortured. He was finally rescued and then wandered alone in Draenor. "

"Then take them away together!"

Eredin thought for a while, waved his hand and said:

"It's time for us to review our pirate career, which is full of failures.

It's time to put aside your pride and learn from your outstanding colleagues. It is precisely because of the various talented people under Black's command that the career of the undead pirates has flourished.

We should also recruit some guys with potential.

Contact the dragon secretly and tell him that we are going back to Azeroth to develop. If it wants to go together, then we will be brothers who eat from the same pot.

Haha, as long as our black knight has a meal, he has a dishwasher.

With the power of treasure hunting we have been given, haha, we will never treat them badly. Oh, what a relief it was to be free from the greedy fool Kil'jaeden.

We are pirates, and what we want is freedom!

Among the stars, only Lord Sargeras is worthy of our allegiance to Kil'jaeden. Why, what kind of eredar piece of shit is worthy of being the master of the Black Knight?

Bros!

Let’s leave behind our weaknesses, let’s embrace our craziness, and let’s actually start doing big things!

Long live Lord Sargeras!

Long live the Black Spirit Pirates! "