Shadow Trails in Azeroth

When dealing with Quesluen before, in order to let the pirates help conceal the fact that it secretly hid souls, the wise man's patron saint gave Black the locations of five ancient tombs of the troll royal family.

And told him that because of the special funeral customs of the Drakkari trolls, he would definitely be able to find valuable treasures in those ancient tombs.

Facts have proved that these Loas who have lived for a long time are indeed very powerful in these sneaky things, and their strength is simply excellent.

During the three days when Blake went to Gurdak to trick the Frost King and act as a magic stick, his servants successfully dug up three ancient tombs.

They are all in very remote ruins.

And it was very rewarding.

The hidden mechanisms in these royal tombs are very dangerous, and there are also some voodoo curses and the like, but this is not a problem for the giant magician Zalak.

Anyway, he has a lot of souls in his hand, so it doesn't bother him at all to summon low-level demons to go to the ancient tomb and die.

Relying on this hard-working "Northern Grave Robbery Technique", when Blake returned to the Quesluen Temple in the early morning, what greeted him was a pile of burial objects that had just been taken out of the tomb.

They are all made of gold or precious metals, as well as round pearls that are a specialty of the North, various exquisitely polished gemstones, some very troll-style crowns, etc.

Magic items are rare.

After all, the trolls in Zul'Drak do not have such superb skills in making magic items, but instead, many "local characteristics" items were found in these ancient tombs.

The pirate frowned and looked at the voodoo doll in his hand.

He didn't know how many years ago this thing was buried in the ancient tomb, but it was still as good as new after being taken out. He looked at this ugly wooden gadget and knew that this thing was very evil without even using a character card to identify it.

He injected weak magic power into it, and the next moment the voodoo doll was activated. Amidst the burst of vicious stench, three voodoo mummies wearing wooden masks were summoned.

They exuded a foul stench all over their bodies and stood beside the pirate, waiting for his orders.

However, the strength of these gadgets is very poor in the eyes of pirates, that is, they are only capable of bullying ordinary tomb robbers, and they are just fine as toys.

The noble pirate master no longer looks down on these low-level and vicious things.

He dissipated the magic power, and the mummies were banished back to the special space of voodoo. He then threw the voodoo doll in his hand to the little fishman at his feet who had wide eyes and a longing look on his face.

The treasure-hunting fishman liked these weird gadgets. He was very happy after getting the voodoo doll and hung it on his belt.

There are already seven or eight similar gadgets on Benbolba's fish-man belt.

"These treasures are good."

Blake glanced back at the mountains of troll burial objects behind him, then looked at Zalak who nodded and bowed, and asked:

"How long will it take to plunder the remaining two ancient tombs?"

"One day at most, Captain!"

The very stupid giant magician patted his chest and promised:

"My little brother Dakuru and his tribe are working with my demons to dig and transport them there. In one day at most, we can harvest another batch of treasures.

Of course, I know that these treasures are insignificant in your eyes. After all, they are far from the treasures of Treasure Island.

But if these things are sent back to our college, they will definitely greatly improve the artistic taste of Nathalas College, and Dean Lan Yue will be very happy.

She will definitely think more highly of you, Captain, because of this ‘archaeological excavation’. "

"Well, I didn't expect that."

Blake rubbed his chin and said:

"Yes, yes, your situation is getting bigger and bigger. Very good. It seems that you have learned a lot from this trip. Come on, let me give you a reward."

As he spoke, the pirate took out the Loa bone die that he had not used for a long time, touched it in his hand, and then threw it to Zalak.

The latter took it in his hand and didn't know how to use it for a while.

The pirate taught him how to roll the dice.

"vomit"

The next moment, as Blake watched the show, Zarak's expression changed drastically. He held his stomach and knelt down on the ground, retching on the ground as if he had been punched hard.

"What's going on here?"

The pirate asked in surprise.

He had used this thing before, but he never had such serious side effects as Zarak.

"Uh, it's nothing, it's Akunda."

The embarrassed giant magician wiped his mouth, stood up with a painful look on his face, and whispered awkwardly:

"It seems that Akunda still remembers the past grudges. It cursed me severely, causing my life force recovery to completely stop. But the other three Loa who were shaken could still talk.

Shadra gave me the Blessing of Shadows, and Cyric gave me the power of Drain.

Raizan didn't give me power, but he didn't curse me either.

This thing is awesome, Captain! "

Zalak, with a face full of joy, held the pirate dice like a baby. It seemed that in addition to the warlock profession, he indeed had a pirate profession, otherwise he would not be able to activate the dice.

The giant magician saw the potential of this Loa dice. He sincerely thanked Black and asked cautiously:

"Captain, why don't you use such a good thing?"

"Ah, I no longer need to pin my destiny on luck. I am already strong enough to strangle fate by the throat."

The pirate waved his hands and pretended to be cool.

But the real situation is that he has now offended Hakoa, the goddess of hunting, and may offend more Loa in the future. The effectiveness of the Loa bone dice is judged based on the Loa that Black comes into contact with.

He no longer dares to use this thing.

What if he accidentally hits Hakoa during the battle and gives him a super double curse with his backhand, wouldn't that be the end of it?

Faced with these moody loa, it's better not to leave your fate in their hands.

Besides, Blake already has the idea of ​​making his own destiny bone dice, and he has now begun quietly preparing for it.

The best bone dice materials are already available.

A delicate bear tooth from Ursoc can be ground into a very good bone dice. The next thing to do is to collect more useful and problem-free divine powers.

The moment that determines your destiny must be in your own hands.

"There's a blizzard coming soon. Go quickly and dig out those two tombs in one day so we can return to Rogue Harbor."

Blake "looked" at the sky again, kicked the giant magician who was playing with the Loa bone dice with excitement, and cursed:

"What are you playing for? Go to work quickly!"

"Oh, okay, okay, Captain, wait a minute."

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The journey back to Rogue Port from Zul'Drak went smoothly. When the pirates came here before, they took the road from Dragonblight to Crystalsong Forest, which was considered a long detour for a specific purpose.

The return trip doesn’t have to be so troublesome.

"Borrowing" some giant bats tamed by trolls from the troll city near the Temple of Quithlun, and bringing a group of people with them, Black's team headed south from Zul'Drak in a mighty manner.

Returned to Stormheim via Grizzly Hills, then flew for two more days before finally arriving back at Roguehaven.

This huge group of guys is very eye-catching, because in addition to hippogryphs and big bats, there are also a group of small wind snakes among them.

These wind snakes flew over in groups, and after landing, they turned into Drakkari trolls in the light of natural magic.

They are the "war druids" that Black asked for from Quesluen.

Speaking of war druids, the biggest difference between this profession and the druids of natural magic is that they are exclusive professions for followers of the Loa god.

It is more like a special priest than a druid.

Just like Shadow Hunters, who sound like hunters, but are actually high-level priests of the Loa gods, the trolls' belief system is quite confusing, and the names of these priests do not have a unified form.

The reason why the War Druids got this name is because their fighting methods are very similar to the Druid Order of Kaldorei.

But unlike the ever-changing orthodox druids, because most of the troll war druids only believe in one loa, they have only one beast form.

Only the war druids of the Zandalari trolls can be blessed by multiple Loa at the same time to achieve the same transformation effect as the Kaldorei druids.

Well, this once again proves that the Zandalari trolls are indeed "noble trolls". Each of them is a Brahmin among trolls, and can be looked down upon by all kinds of Loa gods who hate the poor and love the rich.

Those who can give believers the ability to transform are all beasts, Loa.

A Loa with the concept of death like Bwonsamdi cannot produce a war druid.

"Ah, it feels so good to be back on my own turf."

Blake jumped off the hippogryph's saddle. He moved his shoulders and looked at the port of Rogue, who had been away for almost a month. This place is much better than when it was ruled by North Sea pirates.

Most of the buildings in that unsightly and chaotic village have been demolished, and now it has the appearance of a real town thanks to the efforts of the farmers who were relocated from the Eastern Continent.

Although it is still a thatched house, construction must be done step by step.

"I said, when Dathrohan left, did he really not smash your head with a hammer?"

As the pirate walked towards the dock, he said to Natalie, the ship's doctor who was following behind him:

"How on earth did you convince him to work together with you?"

"It's very simple."

The black-robed ship doctor pulled his hood and said softly:

"I just showed him the most obvious evidence, and released a Holy Light spell in front of him to prove that I was still accepted by the Holy Light, and the great knight accepted my assistance graciously.

Captain, I know you don't like sincere ones like Dathrohan, but they are not as complicated as you think.

The world in the eyes of such a person is opposite, black and white. As long as you prove that you are not his enemy, he will take the initiative to classify you as a friend.

The more fanatical the person, the easier it is to deal with. "

"Well, that makes sense. I'm going to write this sentence down. Maybe I'll need it in the future."

Blake nodded seriously, actually took out a small notebook, and wrote and drew in it.

The ship's doctor shook his head and chuckled.

When they arrived at the dock, three ghost ships were docked side by side. Sorted by size, the one on the far left was the Nagfar that had just returned, the one in the center was the Sister of Mercy, and the one on the far right was Jotunheim. The power number.

All three ships were somewhat tattered.

Moreover, the aura of their ghost ships was superimposed, making the entire harbor eerie and eerie, causing the farmers who were reclaiming land here to walk around the pier.

"Yo, Captain! Look here!"

When Blake came over, the first mate Seifer, who was enjoying the sea breeze on the stern of the Nagfar, stood up and shook his arms vigorously towards the captain.

She proudly showed off her "new clothes".

This pirate dragon really didn't know where he got a complete set of female officer uniforms of the Kul Tiran Navy, from the navy officer uniform with inner lining to the thick navy cloak with outer lining.

He even wore a navy blue bicorne hat on his head, and a genuine Kul Tiran fleet commander's command knife and a large-caliber naval gun stuck at his waist.

If she hadn't been standing on a ghost ship, Blake would have thought she was a heroic female military officer from the Ku Kingdom.

"Whoosh"

Blake threw out the hook lock and climbed onto his precious ship as nimbly as Tarzan. He walked up to the stern of the ship and looked at Saphire, who was showing off his new clothes with his hands on his hips as if on a catwalk.

He asked in a strange tone:

"Where did you get these clothes?"

"Snatched it from South Sea pirates!"

The Pirate Dragon proudly pushed his command hat and said to Blake:

"The Kul Tiran Second Fleet recently wiped out pirates in the South China Sea. It is said that a group of bold pirates robbed the Kul Tiran caravan, which triggered Kul Tiras' revenge.

But the South Sea pirates were surprisingly bold this time. They actually united to organize an ambush and snatched a warship from the Kul Tiras fleet.

This set of female officer's clothes was seized at that time.

When we returned from Treasure Island, we happened to encounter a group of bold pirates who wanted to rob the Alpaca filled with treasures. As a result, I commanded the Nagfar to capsize the small boat from the water. All the pirates They were all killed! "

"What kind of pirates are so bold as to rob the merchant ships of Kul Tiras?"

Blake admired Sephiel's new look in front of him, feeling quite tempted by the uniform. He coughed, looked away, and asked.

"Oh, it's the leader of the Cursed Pirates of our old friend Gaboa, as well as Blackwater Pirates, Warrior Island Pirates and other miscellaneous guys."

Saphire replied:

"When I went to Treasure Island this time, I also met the treasure-protecting skeleton that Gaboa left there. It conveyed Gaboa's meaning to me. Gaboa said that he was going to the Eastern Continent to do something soon, but His own strength is insufficient.

Captain, if you are interested, he is willing to cooperate with you. "

"Don't Gaboa hate me so much?"

Blake curled his lips and said:

"He must be planning to use me as cannon fodder. Did he say where he is going to do big things?"

"said."

Sephiel glanced at Blake and whispered:

"It's Dalaran."

"Um?"

Blake's eyes suddenly narrowed, and after a few seconds, he grinned and said:

"This is interesting. Well, go back to Northern Xinjiang and send someone to contact him. Also..."

He stretched out his hand and patted the side of the Naqfar, and said to his precious ship:

"I have brought you a 'gift' this time. Come on, call the captain and I will show you something good."

The Nagfar fell silent.

He had no interest in answering the pirate's temptation, until Black Shiran took out a strange black piece of wood from his luggage. At this moment, the entire ghost ship's huge hull swayed.

"Well, the fragrant out-of-print Sky Tree, are you sure you don't want it?"

The pirate waved the tree of heaven in his hand like he was seducing a kitten or puppy. He said:

"There are enough of this wood in the dock on the shore to feed you for several years. Of course, you have to give some to your two sisters. Come on, call me.

Don't be shy, I've raised you for so long, it's not too much for you to call me Captain, right? "

A few seconds later, under Seifer's stunned gaze, the usually silent ship spirit of the Nagfar actually called out "Captain" on a conscious level.

Still shouting in human language.

Wow, the captain actually trained this proud ship.

"good!"

The pirate laughed loudly. He lay on the railing and shouted to the giant magician on the dock:

"Zarak, open the warehouse and ask your followers to move all the trees of the sky! Ghost ships, it's time for extra food!"