Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 595 148. The Great Dalaran Robbery—Adding more to the Humenyan Brothers [330]

"boom"

The door of the Dalaran Bank was violently knocked open, and the magic explosion and brute force smashed the bricks and stones. The few professionals hiding behind the counter were scared and hid in the corner with their heads in their hands, trembling.

They all knew that Dalaran had been attacked by demons.

I heard that there were foreign enemies suspected of orcs and trolls invading. The whole city became chaotic tens of minutes ago. The streets were full of people running around, and there were demon dogs chasing and biting them.

This scene terrified the bank staff.

But they have no other way to protect themselves than to close the gate.

Not all bank clerks in the Magic City are wizards.

Real mages are busy exploring the truth of magic, how can they have time to study accounting? And since the establishment of Dalaran, the spellcasters in the city have never considered that the bank will be robbed.

Because it is impossible in most cases.

In front of this group of spellcasters, robbing their bank, what kind of crazy person would do such a crazy thing? But who could have predicted that the current situation would develop like this?

The only thing that the employees hiding in the bank are fortunate about is that the demons are not interested in money. With most of the entire city set on fire, the Dalaran Bank miraculously escaped the catastrophe.

However, what should come will always come.

"boom"

There was another loud bang.

The swirling whirlwind ax whizzed and smashed the bank counter, and the little girl receptionist who was trembling in the corner holding a shotgun trembled in fright, and then an unknown liquid oozed from her feet.

She saw the attacker.

An angry guard with a naked upper body, wearing molten magic steel armor, holding a black battle ax, and a ferocious tail!

A real demon!

The whole body of that guy was lit with flames of fel energy while he was walking, and the heart trembled as he watched with those cruel and brutal eyes, and a group of demon dogs swarmed behind him.

Each has a big mouth full of sharp teeth, flowing corrosive saliva, and two tentacles like the mouth of a civilized snake grow out of the eyeless head, shaking from side to side looking for a target to bite.

"what!"

The little girl was so frightened that she closed her eyes and fired a random shot, which startled the devil dog that was jumping at her, rolled nimbly to the ground, got up again and continued to bite the girl.

But disobedient dogs need to be taught.

The angry guard kicked the demon dog, smashed it against the wall, and backed away with a limp, howling.

"I want to play a game with you!"

The ferocious angry guard grinned, grabbed the battle ax stuck in the ground, and shouted in human language with a strange accent:

"You run away! I'll chase! If you catch up, you will die, if you run away, you will live! Come on, come on, three two one, the game begins!"

As soon as the devil's roar fell, several bank staff hiding in the counter seemed to have gained a few more legs, scrambling to escape, rolling and crawling.

The angry guard commanded the demon dogs to chase after them, but they did not let these evil dogs run too fast, trying to create a terrifying atmosphere, making those weak chickens and humans scream while running in fright.

Half a minute later, the entire bank became empty, and then from the swaying shadows beside him, cloth Laike Shi Shi, who had changed back into a pirate outfit, came out.

He also pretended to put a face covering on his battle helmet, dressed like a snitch.

From the demonic portal behind him, Zarak rushed out with a group of apprentice warlocks. Everyone had several empty bags tied to their belts, and everyone wore veils for thieves.

"Time is running out, let's move quickly."

Bu Laike took out his dwarven pocket watch from his pocket, opened it to check the time, waved his hand, and commanded a group of plundering rookies behind him:

"Zarak, take your men to raid the vault, I remember there are tons of gold bars in the Dalaran bank, take them away!"

"Kan Ruisad, you take someone to the database on the second floor, where there should be stored goblin gold cards that have not yet been issued, and only those unregistered cards are taken.

Take some name cards, and go out and find a few corpses to stuff them in. "

"Anneris! Are you sober?

Go to the treasure house and use your extraordinary appreciation ability to find the most valuable works of art and magic items there. Our capacity is limited, so don't take those that are worthless or difficult to sell. "

The pirate waved his hands, like driving a flock of sheep, shouting and urging:

"We only have ten minutes here, all moving! Then go to the next location, and the wealth of the whole city lies before our eyes.

You bastards, if you want to make a fortune, hurry up and move for me! "

Under the urging of his punches and kicks, a group of warlock apprentices rushed into different places with different people, and even Anaris Yuejun, who had just recovered from his magic addiction, was used as a tool man.

The pirate himself also slipped into the treasure house, and those magical items identified as worthless by Yuejun were all absorbed into air coins by him with the symbol of the lamp god.

He hasn't forgotten that he owes that bastard Djinn a huge sum of money and wrote an IOU.

If the money is not paid back quickly, who knows what kind of trouble the lamp god will make.

Ten minutes later, the robbery of the Dalaran bank was successfully completed. The pirates who rushed in had their bags full, the vault was swept clean, and the rats would commit suicide if they entered.

Of course, the experienced pirates didn't forget to leave some worthless gadgets, and found some corpses of troll snakemen from the outside and threw them in. They also set a fire and burned the vault to blackness.

Kanrethad grabbed a handful of registered goblin gold cards and sprinkled them all over the messy bank, trying to create a sense of chaos.

Seeing their skillful actions, Bo Laike suddenly felt relieved.

It seems that my "strict teaching" on weekdays has indeed taught these guys some skills in standing up, and the hard work I have devoted to them is not in vain.

Swearing at people every day is also very tiring, okay?

"Go! Next place."

With a wave of the pirate's hand, a group of people jumped into the demon portal that had been set up before, and came to the square not far from the Dalaran bank, where there were dead bodies everywhere.

Most of them are demons. It seems that the mages had a fight with demons here.

The shops everywhere were almost destroyed, but Laike was surprised that the small fountain on the edge of the square was still intact.

"How did you escape this disaster?"

Bu Laike looked at the small fountain that was still spraying water, and said something suspicious.

But the business was not delayed. He pointed to the Magic Commercial Street in front of him, and said to a group of warlocks who followed behind him:

"The rare item shop, there are many interesting things in it, it can be done in ten minutes, I'm here to give you a lookout."

"receive."

Zarak patted his chest, and rushed towards the half-collapsed burning street with a group of apprentices.

Now most of the people in Dalaran who did not die in the first wave of raids have evacuated to safety, and there are almost no people left in the shops in the entire city.

The chaotic scene created by the devil is the most suitable for fishing in troubled waters.

Bu Laike, who directed his subordinates to plunder, walked slowly to the front of the magic fountain. He squatted by the pool and looked at the bottom of the clear pool full of gold, silver and copper coins.

The pirate stretched his fingers, put his hand out in the cold water, and said:

"I haven't forgotten yet, you swallowed a gold coin from me before, and you didn't grant me my wish. Let me tell you, I am very vengeful.

You bastard fountain, give me my gold back! "

After finishing speaking, he suddenly stretched out his hand to fish it down, grabbed a shining gold coin and squeezed it up with two fingers, but when he looked at it in front of his eyes, it was not the one he dropped at the beginning.

Ok.

This is just a joke between Bo Laike and the Trevi Fountain.

No matter how small-minded he is, he will not be angry with a fountain. It's just that Laike is in a good mood today, so I found an opportunity to express my inner joy of satisfying the desire to plunder and want to sing.

But the gold coin he got made the pirate frown.

This is an Azshara gold coin.

As the name suggests, it was the official currency of the Elven Empire, and there are very few surviving ones. The 600 Elven gold coins in Laike's hand were found in Zemlan's treasure.

Such precious things are top-notch in the hands of collectors from all walks of life, and each one can be sold for sky-high prices.

Who would throw this thing into the pool as a wishing coin?

The pirate held the Azshara gold coin in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. There was a line of beautiful Salas language on it, and there was an unclear sentence written on it:

"I'm close to catching him, so I wish you all the best."

"Who wrote this?"

Bu Laike raised his brows suspiciously. There was only this line of words on the gold coin, only a wish, but no signature, which made the pirates laugh and cry.

Isn't this the same as going to burn incense without telling the gods your name?

Even if the gods really want to fulfill your wish, they don't know who you are.

"A rich fool."

Bu Laike turned the gold coin up and down in his hand, twirled it twice on his fingertips, and commented in amazement:

"Maybe a rich female fool, maybe a sentimental elf, look at how well this is written in Salas."

He sighed like this, and glanced at the small fountain in front of him. It is said that there are rumors in Dalaran that the wishing coins in the pool cannot be moved, and touching other people's wishing coins will bring bad luck.

Pirates don't believe this.

But thirty seconds later, he believed it.

"Captain! There is nothing in the exotic treasure shop!"

The dwarf warlock Wilfred who hurried back wiped the sweat from his brow and reported the bad news to his captain. He screamed:

"We opened that store, but all the valuables inside have been taken away, everything was clean, not a single copper coin was left for us!"

"What? Who did it! How dare you steal my money!"

Bu Laike suddenly became furious.

He put away the Azshara gold coins in his hand, looked back suspiciously at the small fountain that was still spraying water, and followed the dwarf into the strange item shop.

The store was in a mess, as the dwarf said, nothing was left.

He knelt down, picked up a broken gem bead, walked up and down the store, and said in a gloomy tone:

"With such a professional approach, it seems that we have met a 'peer'. In addition to us, there are other people in the city who are robbing treasures through chaos.

How bold!

Unforgivable! "

As he spoke, the special effects of the endless pursuit started, and all the details around him emerged under the perception of the watchman's secret technique.

To be honest, if the Wardens knew that their hunting secrets were being used by pirates to do this kind of thing, they would definitely come out and pin the pirates to death in burning Dalaran.

But Laike has always been a pragmatist, so he doesn't really care much about it.

A few seconds later, among all the details in the messy shop, he caught some weird and scattered footprints, footprints like slippers, but only the traces of two toes.

"Ha, I know who it is."

Bu Laike moved his fingers, put aside the broken beads in his hand, patted the dust on his hands, and said to a group of warlock pirates waiting for orders behind him:

"Okay, no need to turn around on this street.

Since he has been here, it means that all valuables have been looted. Go to the library, remember to bring out all the rare books in Dalaran.

Those aren't bulky nuggets, so be careful when shipping them!

If there is any damage, be careful that the dean will pick up your pirate skins! "

"What about you? Captain."

Zarak asked in a low voice, and Bo Laike coughed, looked down at the troll footprints under his feet that were highlighted in perception, and said:

"Of course I want to have a good chat with those 'colleagues' who robbed me of money, and hope that they can 'reasonable' and return everything they robbed."

"And what if they don't make sense?"

The little girl Bijuka, who covered most of her face with a black cloth, whispered:

"Do you want to fight?"

"Yo, look what stupid things you say, you little fool, Kanrethad, that fool, has taught you all about spirituality."

Bu Laike stretched out his hand and stroked Bijuka's hair. He said softly:

"I'll reason with them, they're decent people. If they don't, I'll convince them. If I can't, I'll have to ask my demigod friends to help.

Today's Dalaran is our territory, anyone who comes here must be obedient!

Those disobedient, problematic and stupid children will be thrown out to feed the dragon. "

(end of this chapter)