Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Chapter 302 11. The beginning of hell mode——[1635]

(Additional update [1/5] for the plain-faced and Qingguo brothers)

On the deck of the Nagfar, the little idiot Benbolba was trying to tame the ghost crab with seventeenth time.

It put a rough rein made of seaweed on the soul crab's head and big turtle, pulling it left and right to control the direction. Beside it were Benbolba's fish-men and doglegs, pulling up fishing nets to help trap the vicious ghost. King crab.

Of course the blue soul crab would not obey.

But it had been lured to the ghost ship by the murlocs for several days. It had neither food nor water, and the mysterious ship spirit was helping the little murlocs suppress it, so that it could not escape.

After sixteen attempts to tame it before, this ghost-legged crab was already exhausted.

"I must have had too much to drink."

Blake grinned a pale smile, stretched out his hand and patted his head, turned around, and staggered toward the cabin. As he walked, he murmured to himself:

"Although there is indeed a soul beast in the Vashj'ir Sea.

But how could such a legendary creature, in the words of Windrunner's mother, a beast with a noble soul, be lured onto the ship by a stupid little fishman.

No matter how many good hunters tried their best, they couldn't catch it.

I worked my butt off to get a ghost wolf. How can this little fool get the loyalty of a soul beast? It doesn’t even have a hunter class

Well, it must be an illusion.

Yes, that must be the case, I drank too much! No, no, no, I didn’t drink enough. This world is so fucking crazy. I need another drink to calm down.

Sefir!

Are you here?

Get your captain a bottle of wine!

Forget it, just bring three bottles over. "

On the deck behind the pirates, the mysterious and noble deep-sea ghost-legged crab, under the malicious suppression of the ship spirit, was tortured for a long time by a group of murlocs like fighting beasts, and finally succumbed helplessly to the little murloc Benbolba. Under the despotic power.

It made a helpless grunting sound, and the raised big turtle drooped feebly.

Represents surrender.

"Quack quack quack!"

Standing on the head of the ghost-legged crab, the little murloc waved the flag of the Guala Guala Pirates, and proudly controlled his "beast", walking back and forth on the deck, accepting the cheers and worship of the murlocs.

The little fish man was very proud.

It imitates Blake and puts on a cool pose.

Very JOJO independent style.

He really likes this cool soul crab he found in Vashj'ir.

It decided to name its beast "Gua Gua La" to express its love and respect for it.

This scene completely fell in the eyes of Ms. Lyresa Windrunner on the observation deck, causing Windrunner's mother to raise her hands and cover her eyes in silence and despair.

As a legendary hunter, she really couldn't bear to watch a noble soul beast fall into this situation.

But Mother Windrunner knew better.

She even knew how these fishmen tricked the ghost-legged crabs into the boat.

The cause of the matter was that a few days ago, during the battle with Naga in the waters of Vashjir, the ghost crab probably smelled a lot of souls, so it floated up from the deep sea to the shallow sea.

Hide on the edge of the battlefield to catch the souls of Nagas killed by pirates to eat.

This is normal.

Once they become soul beasts, the food of these beasts changes from meat to spiritual matter.

The deliciousness of the soul will attract them to the surface.

At that time, the little fishman was leading a group of stupid fishmen to guide the undead knights on the Nagfar. As a result, the sharp-eyed Benbolba discovered this weird big crab in the shallow sea.

I don’t know what method Benbolba used to convince the mysterious ship spirit on the Nagfar to help it use the soul of the resentful spirit as bait to lure the greedy deep-sea soul beast to the ghost ship.

In the past few days, this crab has been kept at the bottom of the cabin of the Nagfar, and the little fishman has tried to tame it many times.

Benbolba's efforts have always been noticed by Windrunner's mother.

To be honest, in the past few days, she actually had the slightest impulse to 'cut off' the beard at the hands of the fishman, but no hunter could resist this temptation.

But General Windrunner had some style, so he didn't do that in the end.

First of all, Windrunner's pride did not allow her to snatch the trophies from a stupid little murloc. It was indeed very hard for the murloc to tame it. The murloc deserved to be rewarded for all its efforts.

Secondly, this cunning and cunning little fishman has a great background. It is Black Shaw's pet. Although pirates often called it a fool, Blake's affection for it was genuine.

Third, this ghost-legged crab is too ugly.

Although it is indeed a mysterious and noble soul beast, its appearance is too bad.

It is completely inconsistent with the peculiar aesthetics that high elf nobles like Windrunner have developed over thousands of years.

While Windrunner's mother watched the fishmen cheering for victory, on the stern of the ship, by the window of the captain's cabin, Blake, who was pouring wine into his mouth, wiped the wine stains on his beard.

He looked with strange eyes at the "tyrannical" and triumphant Benbolba sitting on the ghost-legged crab on the deck below, and said to Sephiel next to him:

"Nathanos will probably go crazy when he sees this scene.

Old Garni told me that he spent three days picking up garbage in the Twilight Forest for the ghost fox, and spent another seven days making traps before he got what he wanted.

As a result, I, the little idiot, took a trip to Vashj'ir and harvested the same 'trophies' as him.

well.

The hunters of Azeroth are going crazy. "

"Hey, it's just a soul beast."

The pirate dragon Sephiel said rather disdainfully:

"It's not a rare thing. There are many more in the world."

"That's easy for you to say."

Blake glanced at his first mate, smelling of alcohol, and said faintly:

"There are indeed many soul beasts, but most of them are the dependents of the Loa God or the Wild Demigod. Which hunter has the courage to catch them? There are only a few of them with no background or origins.

Catch one and lose the other.

Look at the envy, jealousy, and hatred on Windrunner's mother's face. She is a legendary ranger. Hiccup, go ahead and trick Lyressa into saying that. "

The pirate was drowsy and took a nap on the table. He said to his first mate:

"Go and ask her sideways what kind of beast she likes, and we'll arrange it for her too.

Haha, she wanted to return my favor and walk away.

It's not that simple. I want her to owe a debt of gratitude that she will never be able to repay, and to be the 'ancestral elf' of our Proudmoore family from now on.

Uh, no, we already have an ancestral elf in our family, it belongs to Dai Lin.

Now, I want one too!

Although it can’t be used, it’s good to look at it.

How pleasing to the eye. "

"You're drunk, Captain."

When Sephiel heard Blake's nonsense, she turned her head and put her hands on her hips and said:

"Am I not counted? I am also an elf."

"You are not."

Blake was already drowsy, and when he finally fell asleep, he said:

"I'm looking for a body for you. Don't worry. After that idiot Chromie takes the bait, I can find a body for you. This is the burp I owe you."

Sephiel was stunned for a moment.

Pirate Dragon pursed her lips and looked at the smelly pirate who was sleeping soundly on the table and smelled of alcohol. She sighed, took a blanket from the side, covered the pirate, and then hunkered down in the cabin. .

The voyage is about to begin.

The captain was also a drunkard, so there were many things that she, the first mate, needed to prepare.

——

"I'm so stupid."

While Blake was sleeping soundly, in the distant eastern continent, in the waters of the Cursed Land, there was a hijacked Kul Tiran fifth-class transport ship on the deck.

The leader of the Black Knights, Eredin, leaned on his sword and looked speechlessly at the three Kul Tiran warships that had surrounded them.

They have all entered the T position that is most conducive to bombardment. The gun windows on the two gun decks of the three fourth-class battleships have been opened. The total number of guns exceeds two hundred, and they have all taken off their gun jackets and are aiming here.

On the decks of those battleships, the Kul Tiran navy's faces were as cold as ice, and their commanders were even more furious. The blood-red flag had already been raised on the mast.

It means leaving no one alive and killing without mercy.

The fifth-class transport ship surrounded by them only had forty cannons in total. The most terrible thing was that Eredin did not have enough gunners to control them.

"I was so stupid. I thought being a pirate was too simple."

The leader of the black knight sighed again.

Behind him, the eight black knights were equally speechless. The current scene was that they could not escape no matter what, but how did things develop to this point?

On the empty deck, Eredin clearly saw that the three warships in front of him had begun to calibrate their fire. The shells of several guns splashed huge water columns on the sea surface far away from the ship he had snatched.

He knew that with the next salvo, he and the ship under his feet would be completely destroyed and buried in waves.

But that's not how it should be!

He clearly made a complete plan!

He got in touch with the demons of the Burning Legion. The "Deceiver" Kil'jaeden was very interested in his plan and generously gave them the knowledge to summon demons.

I have no shortage of manpower.

Taking the materials for summoning demons, he and his eight brothers crossed the Deadwind Pass, passed through the Swamp of Sorrows, and lurked on the coast of the Cursed Land.

While the Kul Tiran fleet was leaving the port to return to Stormwind City for supplies, a successful plunder was carried out where they docked.

He knew that the Kul Tiras navy was very powerful, so in order to ensure victory, they specially selected a smallest, easy-to-maneuver transportation ship to start with.

Sneaking into the fleet at night, he quietly rushed into the transport ship and silently killed a dozen Kul Tiran sailors and dozens of captured orc prisoners on the ship.

They used their souls to summon a large group of demons to hinder other warships from pursuing them, and then successfully drove the ship out of the Kul Tiras fleet.

Things are going well so far.

But just when Eredin and his brothers were cheering and preparing to open a case of wine to celebrate the success of the "Black Spirit Pirate Group"'s first robbery, the nightmare came.

The sea began to "go against" them.

First, the originally favorable sea breeze blew in the opposite direction, and the ocean currents in the sea became chaotic, making it impossible for the Black Knights to control the rudder to turn the ship.

Besides, all nine of them were just liars in their lifetimes, not senior sailors.

It was a stroke of luck to be able to get the boat out.

Faced with this strange situation, the black knights could only summon demons and let the winged demons push the ship forward. Then, within half an hour, they were surrounded by warships coming from behind.

"I'm so stupid."

The leader of the Black Knights, Eredin, saw the flags hoisted on the three ships in front of him, and heard the angry roars of the Kul Tiran navy. Under the salvos of more than two hundred naval guns, those burning projectiles fell from the sky and hit the deck. Go ahead and mash everything up.

In the smoke of flying bullets, eight of Eredin's brothers died one after another because of "catching the cannonballs in the face." The deck of the transport ship was so big, and they could not dodge in the face of such a density of artillery salvos.

"There are also Tide Sages in the Kul Tiran fleet. I'm so stupid. Why did I want to steal the ship from them? Was I crazy?"

Eredin looked at the five cannonballs flying towards him, and the black knight completely gave up resistance.

This plan was stupid from the start!

"Alas, I think of naval battles too simply. I think of this sea of ​​plunder too simply. After resurrection, I'd better just go to the goblin black merchants to buy ships."

This was the last thought the Black Knight leader had before he was killed by a cannonball.

The Black Spirit Pirates' first robbery ended in a terrible defeat. Their only contribution that night was to eliminate dozens of orc captives for Dai Lin.

By the way, another feat was added to the sailors of the Kul Tiras fleet.

"Inform the fleet that the pirates who robbed the ship have been wiped out!"

On the stern of the battleship ahead, a young captain wearing a Kul Tiras blue major uniform but wearing the emblem of the Kingdom of Storm put down his telescope with an expressionless expression.

Said to the Recorder behind him:

"They call themselves the 'Black Spirit Pirates'. Although I have never heard of this name, the fact that they dared to rob Kul Tiras' ship shows that the pirates behind this group are definitely not ordinary pirates.

Must be taken seriously!

They can also summon demons, which are suspected to be magical forces. For the sake of safety, the name of this pirate group is included in the "Pirate Register" of the Kul Tiras fleet!

There is a tentative reward of five thousand gold coins.

Any ship or person who sinks or captures the Black Spirit Pirates alive on the Endless Sea, or provides practical information, can go to the Boralus Admiralty to claim the reward. "

A series of orders were issued, and the recording officer behind him immediately responded:

"As you command, Major Taylor."