Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 271 90.Who is it! Dare to challenge the invincible

At this moment when the Seven Years of Dark Portal begins, the world of Azeroth generally presents a "peaceful" attitude.

In such an era, all kinds of strange, mysterious and ghostly things have not yet had a chance to appear. Take ghosts, for example, at this time, they are still a rare thing.

For various reasons, one cannot cross the veil of life and death and go to the realm of the dead, and the number of ghosts residing in the material world is not very large.

Each one is rare.

Ordinary people are very down-to-earth and call these ghosts "ghosts". For example, the guy in front of him who was held to the neck by Black with the flaming sword is a real ghost.

"Hey, look what you found, my little master."

In Blake's ears, Xal'atath, who was possessed by a ghost, whispered:

"A stinky pirate like you, but dead.

Look at his whole body, which is blue, and the sound of waves rolling in his soul, you know that this guy must have come into contact with something weird before he died.

He still maintains a complete soul form and did not die naturally.

Well, this thing should have something to do with some supernatural force.

Ask him.

If he doesn't want to tell, just leave him to me and I will help you dig out all the secrets.

My little master. "

"Tell me, how did you become like this? Why didn't those winged Kyrians take you away?"

Black ignored Xal'atath's temptation. He waved the flaming sword in his hand and said casually:

"Don't try to hide anything, my Lord Captain, if you don't want to suffer."

"Why aren't you afraid of me?"

Grayson, the blue pirate who was pinned down by Blake, was still curious now. He didn't care about the magic sword in Blake's hand. He just raised his head and kept his hands raised high.

explain:

"Also, how did you know those big blue silly angels came to see me?"

"Krian's angels are a group of restless guys. They will not only look for you, but also look for all souls residing in the material world, and work hard to bring them into the world of the dead."

Blake stared at the ghost pirate in front of him and said:

"Okay, I answered your question, it's time for you to answer mine. Did you come into contact with something weird before you died, which caused you to be cursed like this?"

"how do you know?"

The ghost pirate Grayson exclaimed. He looked at Blake with a strange look, rubbed his hands with expectation, and then told Blake his story without reservation:

"I've been dead for so long that the stories I told while alive are meaningless to me. That was over a hundred years ago.

At that time, my friend Sandel and I each drove our own pirate ships and robbed the scenery in the South China Sea, and we were very free.

Unfortunately, ever since that idiot Sandel veered off course in a storm and was stranded on the beach in the Western Wilderness, and was killed by fishmen at night, I knew that it was time for me to quit and live a peaceful life ashore. Days passed. "

The pirate lacked emotion when talking about his past.

Probably as he said, it happened more than a hundred years ago, and there was no need to show excitement or anger. It was not until he talked about his death that his tone became more complaining and angry.

"I was thinking about making one last move, saving more money, coming to the Western Wilds of Stormwind Kingdom, buying a small farm, marrying two wives, having a child or something.

As a result, the news got out somehow, and while drinking on the Booty Coast, I was approached by a weird troll. "

Grayson pushed up his pirate hat and continued in a whiny tone:

"I was blinded by the gold that the troll brought out, and he invited me to have a drink, so I agreed in a daze to help him find a piece of the Gurubashi Troll Empire in the waters of Stranglethorn Vale. A sacred object of the period.

It's a stone.

Hiding in the troll's flooded ruins."

"Okay, you don't need to say anything, I probably know it."

Black waved his hand and interrupted Captain Grayson's story. He looked at the ghost pirate up and down and said:

"Have you found the 'Tide Stone' in Stranglethorn Vale? Have you come into contact with it? You are really both a lucky and unlucky guy."

"Yes, I touched that stone."

Grayson said with a painful look on his face:

“At that time, my crew members were all trying to persuade me not to touch that thing that looked wrong, but I was blinded and wanted to take the stone as my own.

Because I heard the sound of the ocean tide from the stone, I thought that thing must be able to control the sea water.

If I have it, I can become the most powerful pirate and dominate the entire South China Sea route.

But that stone cursed me.

I had only been free for less than a year before the curse broke out.

With every rise and fall of the tide, I lose a part of my body.

The body appeared and disappeared for a while, until when I was about to die, I threw the broken stone back to the place where I found it, and then came here alone in a boat.

Of course it's not for confession or anything like that. "

The Ghost Captain spat to the side very harshly. He looked at the sea behind him, and his tone suddenly calmed down. He said:

"I just wanted to see the place where I was born in my last moments. My friend Sandel met his bad luck because the old lighthouse didn't light up the night he was hit by a storm.

I thought that if Sandel had been with me when I touched the stone, he would have stopped me and I would have listened to him.

he died.

So I died too.

It's all this damn lighthouse's fault. Its mistake destroyed two of the best pirates. I don't want it to happen again. As for those big blue angels, I met them decades ago. of.

They said they could take me to another world.

I asked them, what would happen if I went there?

They told me that this would have to be judged by some arbiter, but a guy like me who had done all the bad things in his life would probably end up in a place called the Maw, where he would suffer forever. "

Grayson grinned with a strange smile and said to Blake:

“If that’s the case, then why should I go there?

I'm not stupid.

That stone gave me a curse, allowing me to stay in the world forever. I have to do some good deeds. After my good outweighs my evil, I might end up in a good place if I go over there. "

"You think too much."

Blake mercilessly attacked the fantasy of ghost pirates, saying:

"You don't calculate good and evil in the Shadow Realm. The way the arbiter determines where you go is definitely not a simple balance between good and evil. Forget it, I don't want to discuss this with you.

Have you seen my ship? "

The pirate pointed to the ship next to him and said to Grayson in front of him:

"Do you want to continue being a pirate? If so, this ship will be yours, but from now on, you have to follow me!"

"Pooh!"

Grayson, who had raised his hands in a military salute just now, immediately jumped up and shouted:

"After all, I was a famous pirate in the South China Sea a hundred years ago. How old are you? You're not even thirty years old. Why should I sacrifice my life for you? Besides, I still have to guard this lighthouse.

In the past few years, the green-skinned orcs have occupied the Western Wilderness, and all the tower guards have fled. The green-skinned orcs don't care about this sea, but I do! "

"I can give you this."

Blake popped a gold coin out of his fingers and landed in Grayson's intertwined hands.

The moment he took possession of it, Captain Grayson let out a scream, and his weak ghost body quickly became solid after getting Black's cursed gold coin.

It was as if he had transformed from a miserable ghost into a real entity.

He took the wine bottle from Blake's hand, raised it up, and poured wine into his mouth. He looked crazy, because he did not die naturally. After the divine power of death filled his soul, some of his senses also came back.

"Ah, that's the taste! South Sea golden rum mixed with water, I'm going crazy thinking about this taste!"

Grayson laughed and jumped up and down like a monkey.

But the next moment, Blake snapped his fingers, and the death power on the cursed gold coin was withdrawn. The real feeling that Grayson had just enjoyed for less than three seconds quickly dissipated.

He returned to his previous frail self.

"I can replace your curse that has begun to fade with a more powerful one."

Blake played with a handful of cursed gold coins and said to Captain Grayson who was looking at him with eyes wide open:

"You are a pirate, so don't play the trick of redemption. I know that the reason why you are staying here is because you miss your friends who died earlier than you.

The remaining reason is that you have nowhere to go.

You can't enter the sea. If you touch the sea water, it will melt. Don't look at me like that. What is the Tide Stone? I know better than you.

The freedom you want, only I can give you.

Tell me, do you want to have sex with me? "

"Plop"

Grayson kneeled down on one knee decisively and shouted:

"Take me across the sea, Captain! Rob, rob, deceive, and massacre. In the name of freedom, I will serve you."

"very good."

Black raised his finger and tapped lightly on the gold coin held in Grayson's hand. The cursed power returned again. Amidst Captain Grayson's wild laughter, Black pointed at the ship and said:

"Go and get ready to sail. We'll leave at midnight for Tol Barad. Have you been to that place?"

"Of course! Tol Barad is the territory of the North Sea pirates, I know it."

Grayson patted his chest and said:

"I can sail the boat with my eyes closed."

"The North Sea pirates were defeated by the Kul Tiras fleet forty years ago. Now they are hiding in the waters of Northrend and do not dare to come to the eastern continent."

Blake said quietly:

"I believe in your navigation skills, but I don't believe in your old knowledge. Hurry up and make up for your current maritime power."

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At night, the light of the old lighthouse shines on the sea.

Captain Grayson was making preparations before sailing, and told the curious Ms. Natalie Serling some of his pirate stories. Blake was resting in the lighthouse, studying curse magic with the Warlock's Grimoire.

But the little fishman Benbolba was not by his side.

The little fishmen are having a battle on the beach outside the lighthouse!

The white sandy beach is in sharp contrast to the yellow tones of the western wilderness, like a strip of white sand inlaid around this endless coastal plain.

Under the light of the lighthouse, the beach reflects crystal light.

Locals call this place "Long Beach".

As you can tell from the name, this beach is very long, starting from the place where Westfall and Elwynn Forest connect, all the way along the coastline, and spreading to the area where the wilderness and Stranglethorn Valley blend.

In the story of Captain Grayson, his best friend Captain Sandel was stranded on Long Beach in a storm and was killed by the fish-men invasion.

This proves two things:

First, it is not suitable for long voyages on stormy days.

Second, there is a tribe of fishmen on Long Beach, and they are powerful enough to kill a whole ship of powerful pirates.

Under this night, the murlocs gathered on the long beach. These local murlocs were no different in appearance from the murlocs distributed in other areas of Azeroth.

They are all slimy, slippery bodies with long limbs, staring at a big fish head, walking hunched over, with weird spines and fish bones growing on their backs.

But they are more vicious.

As far as the Western Wilderness is concerned, they have been living and reproducing here for thousands of years before humans reached the southern border.

They are the oldest masters on this earth.

And tonight, the Long Beach Murloc Tribe ushered in a "challenger".

"Mrgllll glrrm gl!!!"

The current leader of the murlocs is a guy called "Old Blind Eye" by the locals. His whole body is purple, he is blind in one left eye, and his body is two times larger than the average murlocs.

He was as tall as a human boy, and he was holding a rusty harpoon in his claws.

Old Blind Eye is a legend in Long Beach!

The old blind man not only killed the local farmers with his harpoon, but also killed the jackals who were competing with the fishmen for territory.

The old blind man even led his own warriors to attack the orcs!

The two orcs in the lighthouse were killed by the old blind man in a sneak attack.

The old blind eye is absolutely powerful, agile, violent, arrogant, and most importantly, the old blind eye is very cunning, and he is not as cunning as a fish-man with an empty head.

The old blind man is the symbol of invincibility among the Long Beach murlocs!

This little alien fishman is dead!