Shadow Trails in Azeroth

In the sea from Westfall to Khaz Modan, a small merchant ship with the flag of Lordaeron floated on the sea.

The mast has been broken, and a group of guys in black robes are busy on the blood-stained deck.

The smell of gunpowder smoke still lingers in the surrounding wind, and corpses are thrown into the surrounding seawater. If you listen carefully, there are also terrifying roars and chewing sounds coming from the cabin.

Some hideous claw marks can even be seen where the stern of the ship is broken.

There were still burn marks on the front half of the small merchant ship, and the pungent smell mixed with the aroma of barbecue made this place like hell.

But this small merchant ship is not the focus.

The key point is that next to the merchant ship, a ship in the style of a large human merchant ship is parked. Although it still has a wooden hull with an iron hull, and also has masts and sails, this ship is a product of goblin engineering.

Its power system uses an internal combustion engine carefully designed by goblin engineers. By driving underwater propellers, it has a more flexible maneuvering method than a sail battleship and faster short-range acceleration.

And the goblins' engines are quite advanced and unscientific.

This thing was not designed to burn coal from the beginning. It did it in one step. It magically used crude oil directly as a combustion material. Therefore, there was a huge power cabin below the deck, and a team of dedicated human slaves were responsible for maintaining this thing. normal operation of the thing.

But because it is a power ship, there is a huge chimney on the stern of the ship. Every time the engine is started, a large amount of black smoke from incomplete combustion will come out.

However, its technological level only ends here. Apart from the power system, the other components of this ship are not much different from the currently popular sailboats.

Even for the size of the ship, the number of guns it carried was woefully inadequate.

The pirates on this ship don't seem to like using weapons like artillery.

"Snapped"

The black knight, who still smelled of blood, returned to the power ship with something. His combat boots decorated with skulls left a bright red blood mark on the deck.

He covered his body and head with a black cloak and walked quickly to the captain's cabin.

Not only him, but all the pirates on the ship were dressed like this. The only difference was that some pirates wore armor and some wore robes.

But all of them smelled the same.

It is a mixture of darkness, cruelty and indifference. The crew members have no communication with each other. It often only takes a look for both parties to understand each other's meaning.

Also, for unknown reasons, there are a bit too many demons on this ship.

The work of carrying supplies, guarding and wiping the deck was basically done by low-level demons. Outside the captain's cabin on the stern of the ship, there were two demon guards holding large axes standing on the left and right.

It's not so much a pirate ship as it is a demon ship.

"Chief, we found something!"

The black knight strode into the captain's room and said to Eredin, the leader of the black knights and leader of the Black Spirit Pirates, who was sitting on the captain's chair and holding the Kingslayer dagger that Garona had thrown in Karazhan:

"We found it in the cabin, but it's a pity that the dwarf mage escaped."

As he spoke, he held up his hands and handed over the things he had found from the massacred small merchant ship next to him. In his black gauntlet lay a wand made of ruby.

The elf style is so exquisite that you can feel the magical resonance just by holding it in your hands.

This is a very advanced magic item.

It was also one of the treasures that Black Shaw snatched from the cellar of Karazhan.

It was left to Red Jack by Black as a reward, and was sold by Red Jack to a dwarf mage in Dalaran at a high price. Now, after another massacre, the wand returned to the hands of the Black Knight.

But Eredin did not take the wand.

He played with the dagger in his hand and nodded to his brother, who also picked up the wand, walked a few steps to the side, and placed it in the collection cabinet on the bulkhead of the captain's cabin.

In the large cabinet made of magic glass, several treasures have been placed in the upper and lower layers. They were all recovered by the Black Spirit Pirate Group during this period.

Well, the way they got these things back was probably not that peaceful.

"That bold dwarf mage who dared to get his hands on the Black Knight's treasure went back to Dalaran?"

Eredin, wearing a black knight's battle helmet, asked angrily:

"Has the curse sign been put up?"

"It's locked, chief."

The Black Knight who brought back the treasure touched the glass collection cabinet in front of him. Another treasure dedicated to Sargeras was recovered, which made his cursed heart feel a little calm.

But after just a moment of calm, greater anger arose in his heart, urging him not to stop the pursuit until all the tributes presented to the great master were recovered.

He turned around and said to the leader:

“The stupid dwarf who clamored to call himself ‘Mighty Milhouse Manastorm’ thought he had escaped, but as soon as we set foot in Dalaran, he would have nowhere to escape.

Haven't the people we sent already detected it?

The damn villain of the sea, Black Shaw, left many treasures belonging to us in that magical city. And the city itself contains many treasures.

As long as we complete a successful raid, boss, our curse will be relieved a lot, and we can gain peace of mind. "

"Dalaran? That's for the future."

The leader of the Black Knights, Eredin, shook his head. He stroked the chart he bought from the goblins with his gauntleted fingers and clicked on the direction of the continent of Kalimdor.

He said:

“I sensed it in my nightmares.

The cursed treasure that Blackshaw took from us was given to a group of weird elves. And those elves are now active in the forests on the west coast of Kalimdor.

That's almost all the treasure Black took from us the first time.

We must go there first.

Wrest our treasures back from those elves. "

"Everything will follow your instructions, leader."

The Black Knight who proposed going to Dalaran did not object.

He bowed to Eredin very respectfully, and then exited the captain's cabin. When he walked out of the cabin, he heard Eredin order him:

"We must also hurry up in recruiting servants in human towns who are willing to follow the great master. The number of crew members on this ship is not enough. Although the demons are not afraid of fighting, they are too stupid to learn navigation skills.

If we want to compete with the evil party on the sea, we must train our sailors.

Kil'jaeden is also urging me to expand the scale of the Burning Legion's lurkers in Azeroth. This is also the result that the master hopes to see.

This world will be destroyed by its master, and after a long search, we loyal servants are finally given a more important mission.

We must do our best to dedicate ourselves to the master in order to achieve liberation and promotion. "

"Okay, I will go there in person to supervise the recruitment."

The black knight nodded and asked again:

"Speaking of 'promotion', Captain, what should we do with the messenger from Hades held in the bilge? It claims that Black Shaw is the betrayer of Hades, and Hela also regards him as an enemy.

Do we want to participate in Hela’s promised ‘promotion’? "

"Hela? Huh"

Eredin smiled disdainfully, stroked the dagger in his hand, and said:

"What qualifications does a mere failed creation of Odin have to promise us, who are the loyal servants of our great master? She will eventually be reduced to ashes in the power of her master, along with everything she hates.

Ignore it.

But there is no need to become an enemy with it. Just drop the messenger at the next port. "

The black knight nodded, put on his hood, and strode away holding the dark sword at his waist.

The door to the captain's cabin was closed the next moment, and the windowless room immediately fell into darkness, while Eredin, who had adapted to the waves of the sea, leaned on his captain's chair.

He placed the Kingslayer dagger on the table, placed his hands on the armrests, closed his eyes, and began to think about the next robbery of the Black Spirit Pirates.

Ever since his previous attempt to seize the ship from the Kul Tiran fleet was easily overturned, Eredin has become much more at ease.

This once cunning businessman bought a boat from the Goblin Consortium in Booty Bay and began cruising the seas.

These few months at sea have allowed Eredin to complete his transformation from a black knight on land to a pirate on the sea. The once cunning businessman has now become a quite qualified pirate.

Although he first embarked on the path of pirates in order to recover the stolen treasures, now, after experiencing the pirate life, Eredin somewhat likes his current life.

There are endless treasures buried in this fertile sea, and as you fight and plunder freely on the sea, you can see the weak ones struggling to survive under their trampling.

The evil pleasure of appreciating their lives ending because of them, the joy of destruction, all this makes the cursed a little bit happy.

Although the eight brothers under his command did not say anything, Eredin could feel that in recent months, everyone seemed to have found a new goal in their cursed lives.

They chase treasures scattered around the world.

In the process of serving the master, he can satisfy his little "indulgence" by the way. A life full of killing and blood is a perfect match for the cursed ones like them.

Oops, why didn’t you realize there are such fun things in this world before?

"Eredin"

As the water rippled, a faint voice suddenly sounded, awakening the leader of the Black Knights who was immersed in dark fantasies. He opened his eyes and held the Kingslayer dagger in front of him in his hand.

The next moment, a powerful magical illusion opened before his eyes.

The spirit of the Black Knight seemed to cross the stars and come to a burning temple, and on the skull throne in front of him, one of the two leaders of the Burning Legion was sitting.

Lieutenant of the Dark Titan Sargeras, the Burning Demon of the Stars, leader of the eredar demons, Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.

However, Eredin did not choose to kneel when facing Kil'jaeden.

This cunning businessman and cruel pirate has his own stubborn dignity. The demon king in front of him is very powerful, and he can be crushed to death countless times with one finger.

But so what?

It is nothing more than a servant of Master Sargeras, and he is also a servant of his master.

There is no difference in status between the two.

How can one servant bow to another servant?

Kil'jaeden also ignored the ridiculous dignity of the little creature in front of him.

The big devil didn't call him here just to chat. This kind of communication across countless galaxies is not easy for the fraudster.

The Demon King sat on his skull throne, with its wings hanging down on both sides of the throne, looking down at the illusion of the Black Knight Pirate below.

With a voice that could make the stars and everything tremble, it said:

"You have a new mission. The weak Black Knight, Archimonde, another lieutenant of Sargeras, wants"

"You should call him master with respect! Arrogant and bold devil, remember your identity!"

Before the fraudster finished speaking, Eredin took the initiative to scold him.

The boldness of this black knight made the Deceiver's claws on the armrest tighten. However, the Deceiver was indeed a deceiver. After being scolded by such a little creature, he suppressed his anger and did not get angry.

But put it another way.

"Okay, okay, another of my master's servants, Archimonde the Defiler, is planning a direct invasion of Azeroth."

The fraudster said to the pirate in front of him in a playful tone:

"My companions laughed at my failure in the Orc War. He was eager to prove his strength. He was exactly the same as he was 20,000 years ago. He was impatient but did not hide his ambition.

But for the sake of my master's great cause, of course I will help him.

you!

Eredin, a weak servant of the great master, I order you to immediately take your broken ship and go to Dalaran to find the Book of Medivh, which you should be familiar with.

After finding the book, find a source of magic in Azeroth, use magic to break the constraints of time and space, and summon Archimonde into your world.

He will also send his servants to help you in this endeavor.

You must ‘do your best’. "

"Dalaran?"

Eredin was stunned for a moment.

Then he let out a weird laugh and nodded in agreement.

When the pirate was about to leave, he heard the fraudster say to him again:

"The two blades of darkness forged by my will are useless in your hands. You cannot use them. Go and find their users for me.

It must be as good as its last user, Garona Harfoulson! "

Behind the pirate, the burning demon rubbed his chin with his sharp claws and said to Eredin:

“As for you, as long as you do things ‘right’ this time, I will tailor-make your own weapon, which will help you become the Sea Demon King of Azeroth.

But Eredin, loyal servant of the Great Master, do not forget who you are.

Also, choose your friends in the Legion carefully. "