Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 299 8. The turtles are so cunning, why do you want to kill them? --——【1335】

(Added update for the assassin Gilu brothers [3/5])

On the deck of the Nagfar, Ms. Lilesa was stunned for a moment when she heard Blake's "Declaration of War", but she moved her shoulders and quickly showed an interested smile.

He also took a bag of snake-human bone arrows from Sephiel and carried them behind his back.

The figure of the Ranger General disappeared from the spot and reappeared on the observation deck at the top of the ghost ship's large mast.

In this place with a high field of vision, Windrunner's mother's gaze could penetrate the fog and see the enemy's position. As a legendary ranger, she did not bother to use her arrows to kill the weak.

He spent a few seconds searching for the target, then put an arrow on the hunting bow with an elegant gesture.

Shrouded in the mist, the Ranger General, who had not fought for a long time, took a deep breath as if he were still alive. The next moment, he opened his war bow like a bright moon, and his fingers relaxed slightly from a distance of nearly 400 meters.

"Whoosh"

The bone arrow flew out of the bowstring, creating a piercing sonic boom.

The high-speed rotating arrows brought up the gray mist and turned into a straight arrow mark behind. The high-level sea witch who was hiding under the water and commanding the Naga to attack the ship easily shot his head.

The explosion caused by the arrow hitting the water was like a cannonball hitting the water, and the water column splashed up, shocking the surrounding Naga guards who were guarding the sea witch.

"Hahaha, that's awesome."

The pirate holding the war sickle jumped onto the deck, gave a shout of appreciation, and whistled again. The ghosts bound on the ghost ship all appeared behind the captain, causing the surrounding temperature to drop several degrees in an instant.

"Target ahead, go for it."

Blake waved his scythe, pointed forward, and said to the resentful spirits beside him:

"Whoever can bring back ten Naga souls will be liberated. If he comes back empty-handed, make arrangements for the next meal on the Nagfar!"

The Naga who dares to challenge the Immortal Fleet is no longer an ordinary Naga, and must be dealt a heavy blow! Don't let one go! "

"Ouch"

When these ghosts who were bound on the ghost ship heard the captain's order, they howled and dispersed. Without any tactics, they jumped into the gray fog of ocean pollution and launched attacks on the Nagas above and below the water. surprise attack.

There were heavy footsteps again under the cabin. Knight Joan Creedon rushed onto the deck with his combat team, and Black gestured to them.

This group of silent men of Kul Tiran jumped into the water from both sides of the ship without hesitation. They would stop the naga underwater.

"Tell your fish people to go too."

Black flicked the head of the bully on his shoulder and said:

"I don't expect you to fight anymore. Go and guide Creedon. Find the Naga commanders and kill them."

"Quack gua gua"

The little fish man shouted, took out his blindfold from his bag and put it on his face, then raised his "battle flag" of the Guala Guala Pirates.

With a wave of the flag, dozens of fishmen rushed out of the cabin and walked underwater in the mist.

The Nagfar rushed towards the battlefield at high speed.

The surrounding chaos alerted the ship's doctor who was resting. She opened the window on the stern of the ship and took a look outside. She saw a group of Nagas rushing out of the water and trying to climb onto the ghost ship to attack.

Mr. Anmu yawned loudly and casually threw a Psychic Explosion down, frightening the three Nagas to death, and then threw the Psychic Scream underwater with a bored look on his face.

This super-enhanced version of fear is like a psychic bomb.

Every time one of them explodes in the group of soft-skinned snakes, a large group of Nagas will temporarily lose their combat effectiveness due to fear, and then they will be grabbed by the necks of the resentful spirits in the mist and dragged into the cold mist, biting them repeatedly, removing the souls from their bodies. Pull it out.

On the Alpaca on the other side of the fog, the North Sea pirate captain Anne Bonn, who was confused by the Naga's attack, saw the gray fog rising on the sea and immediately knew that this was the commander.

They had been defeated by this damn fog before.

But now, this hateful force is his ally, and the extremely uncomfortable cold mist seems to become more cute because of it.

"Marsi, let the sailors fight back! Send someone to notify Harry and Terry to bring their ship over."

Captain Anne held two sailor's knives and while vigorously fighting the Naga who rushed onto the ship, she shouted to the first mate behind her:

"Our support is coming, get everyone on the gun positions and fire the artillery! Send these damn moccasins to hell."

"receive!"

The tattooed female Marci, who had just blasted a Naga guard with a musket, immediately went to convey the order. The Beihai fanatics who were beaten by the Nagas and had no power to fight back were quickly mobilized.

These old sea dogs also fought with Naga in the past.

They were not afraid of these ferocious-looking soft-skinned snakes, but they were at a disadvantage in terms of numbers. Now that the fog was shrouded in fog, it seriously interfered with the Nagas' vision, giving the pirates the possibility of counterattack.

On the sea, the ghost captain Grayson also commanded his little ghost ship to move back and forth in the fog.

He is no longer a mere commander.

On his Vrykul raiding ship, there are already forty or fifty ghost pirates like him. These bastards are all the people who died in the battle with Naga after the North Sea pirates changed defenses in Vashj'ir this month. .

This group of bastards relied on their ghost bodies and immunity to physical damage, so they were very active in this Naga raid. They sang the battle songs of the North Sea pirates during their plunders and traveled everywhere.

Under the leadership of your own captain, act as a firefighter and enjoy the fun of slashing.

But the fun was quickly snatched away.

The main reason is that Ms. Windrunner's archery skills are so powerful. As long as Janna's commander dares to show his head, no matter where he is hiding, he will be shot in the head with an arrow.

In the mist, the Ranger General also took the time to show Black what "fire suppression" meant.

She took out five arrows in one hand and placed them on the bowstring.

Adjusting the angle to the sky, he shot the arrow out in an instant, and then attached five more arrows. After going back and forth, Naga's team climbing on the Alpaca was pinned to the deck by the precise rain of arrows falling from the sky.

One person can unleash the firepower of a squad of Rangers.

This was still the case when she was holding this little fancy hunting bow. If she was really allowed to put on the family's inherited ranger holy artifact Sarados, Windrunner's mother would be able to easily do it by herself. All the Nagas in this sea were slaughtered.

"Nathanos definitely can't pull off this move. He always says he's far behind. I thought he was being modest."

The pirate took a shadow step and jumped onto the towering deck of the Alpaca. He waved his war scythe and chopped the bodies of the two Naga sea witches into pieces. As the cold blood spattered everywhere, he complained:

"We've been making trouble for a long time, but he really can't do it. Well, my blind expectations for him were all in vain. You stupid wolf, what are you looking at! Go bite them!"

In the second half of his rant, Black turned his head again and cursed at Frostpaw, the ghost wolf beside him who was lazy and unproductive:

"If you continue to be so lazy, believe it or not, I will send a message to my horse boy right now and ask him to chop Sal ​​to death? You know that I have people on the mainland."

"Ouch"

The ghost wolf immediately bared its teeth at Black and lowered its body, trying to bite him. However, under the glare of the pirate, it finally swung its tail and attacked from the shadows.

The moment he jumped out, he bit off most of the head of a big Naga thug who was slashing crazily with an anchor in his hand.

"Isn't this capable of fighting? Just pretend for me all day long!"

Blake thought quietly and escaped into the shadows.

A wave of killing feast was launched towards the Naga on the deck in front of him. In the gray cold fog, the pirates' silhouettes were flying around. Every time they slashed, the shadow strike on the Assassin Master's Seal would be activated.

Flat chop with cleave.

There is also the AOE of shadow magic. Blake has a "melee artifact" like the Hand of Justice. Every now and then, the effect will be triggered by one more slash, which is another wave of AOE.

Who can withstand this?

Ten seconds after the pirates boarded the deck, the place was completely cleared.

After the last Janna thug was cut into a mosaic and fell to the ground, Blake, with a sinister blood in his hand, stepped out of the shadows with a bloody scythe wrapped around his body and purple flying soul fragments.

He looked around the deck with cold and arrogant eyes. Under his gaze, those North Sea pirates who fought bloody battles lost all their former boldness and mania. They were like quails, trembling and lowering their heads.

There is no doubt that this is the infamous talent at work again.

Everyone, including Captain Anne and first mate Marcy, are afraid of pirates.

"Pooh!"

Blake spat aside rudely and said coldly:

"Is this the legendary North Sea fanatic? He was beaten so miserably by a group of boneless soft-skinned snakes, and he still has the nerve to call himself a pirate? I am very dissatisfied with your performance!"

He leaned on his war scythe and said to Captain Anne, who was wearing a pirate hat in front of him:

"There are still Nagas on the remaining four ships. I will watch here. If we still can't get it done within half an hour, you don't have to come back!

I don’t need trash in my fleet!

Why are you standing there?

Are you going to stare your enemy to death with your eyes?

Go and do something! "

A group of old North Sea seals were trained like grandchildren by a twenty-year-old young pirate, but they still couldn't bring themselves to resist. They could only honestly grab their weapons, get off the boat, and rush to the other four ships to support them. .

First mate Marci also followed.

But Captain Anne remained, and under Blake's gaze she whispered:

"I'm not trying to defend myself, Your Excellency Commander, but today's attack was entirely for a reason! It was the cunning Ancestor Turtles who brought this about to us.

They must have secretly stolen something important from Naga, which led to Naga's crazy siege today.

The most annoying thing is that they put that thing on our ship without notifying us at all. We were unprepared for this attack and our firepower advantage was not used."

"Um?"

Hearing this, murderous intent suddenly flashed in the pirate's eyes, and he said to Anne, who was fighting bloody battles in front of him:

"I'll take care of this matter. You go and do your work. After the battle, clean the battlefield and prepare to return to Tol Barad. In a few days, I will take you to a 'good place'."

"Then are we qualified? Commander."

Captain Anne held up two sailor's knives and asked in a low voice. Blake looked her up and down and threw a cursed gold coin to Anne. As he passed by, he whispered:

"Welcome to my pirate team, Captain Anne, go pick out a ship for yourself."

After saying that, he disappeared into the shadows, leaving a female captain holding gold coins in her hands, her head lowered, not knowing what she was thinking.

"boom"

In the second-floor cabin of the Alpaca, the injured Collector Kojo's heavy turtle body was pushed to the bulkhead, and the blood-stained war scythe rubbed his turtle head and chopped it on the side.

The coldness scared the turtle man so much that he scratched his head.

In front of him, Blake stared at him with an unkind expression and asked coldly:

"The ancestor tortoise can live for a long time, maybe this makes you lose your respect for death. It's so easy to die, my friend, just tell me, I have a recipe passed down from my ancestors, which can make your death painful and long.

Why do you have to do these little tricks? I really want to make myself into a pot of turtle soup. Would you like me to taste it? "

"Listen to my explanation, what happened today was an accident."

Kojo quickly raised his paw and explained to the pirate in front of him:

"I didn't intend to cause trouble. Our compatriots in Vashj'ir have also evacuated to the safer seaweed forest. This is all because of your help. We will remember this kindness."

"Tell the important point!"

Blake replied coldly.

"Well, that's the point!"

Kojo took out a strange key from the bag on his waist and placed it in front of the pirate. Although the turtle man was injured, he could not hide the joy in his eyes.

He said to the pirates:

"This! We hired a group of greedy sea goblins to steal the key to the Tidal Throne! Didn't you say that the Tidal Scepter is hidden in Naga's hands?

The sacred object of the sea must be in the Throne of Tides, which is the Naga headquarters of the entire Vashjir.

With this key, we can."

"Shua"

The key in his hand was snatched away by Black. The pirate felt the coldness of the coral key in his hand. A smile appeared on his cold face, he patted Cojo's turtle shell and said:

"Good stuff! It's rare that you ancestor turtles are so loyal and insist on handing this treasure to me, so I accepted it without mercy.

Come, don't be afraid.

Let’s talk about today’s matter. It’s time to settle the labor fees and mental damage fees for the pirates under my command, as well as the land rental fees for your construction of the city in Tol Barad.

Don't worry, we are old friends.

I'll give you a discount. "