Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Garona, the legendary assassin, doesn't like to owe favors.

So she quickly fulfilled the pirate's request. She found the two chiefs of the Black-Toothed Grinning Clan on the battlefield and brought them to Black.

Snapped

Garona emerged from the shadows and threw the knocked out Red Blackhand to the ground with her left hand. With a flick of her right hand, the seriously injured Maimu Blackhand was also thrown in front of Black's eyes.

This guy is miserable.

There is almost no good piece of meat left in the whole body.

It was as if they had been thrown into a furnace and roasted repeatedly. Some of the wounds had been carbonized, but this was not done by Garona.

I found him at the entrance to the Tomb of the Gods.

The legendary assassin crossed his arms and looked at the Skull of Gul'dan, which was strung up by the pirates on thin chains and hung on his chest, exuding dark magic and evil energy, and then said to Black:

He was thrown into the hands of demons by Gul'dan to die, but this guy was lucky. Those demons fought with the naga in the temple, and he escaped with his life.

There were four or five warlocks from the Shadow Council over there who also escaped from the Tomb of the Gods. I knocked them down and brought them over.

very good.

Blake knelt down and looked at the wound on Mim Blackhand. He said to Garona:

The warlocks of the Shadow Council are all talents. Their souls are full of corruption and sin. They are extremely good 'collections', my friend.

Like us, loyal servants of Queen Hela, while serving Hades, we should also have some small hobbies of our own.

I would love to keep these treasures in my collection.

Bring them all here, Garona, and I assure you that these evil souls will receive the punishment they deserve.

You don't even have to kill them, it's enough to render them hopeless.

Black said something to the legendary assassin. The latter had no good impression of all the scoundrels of the Shadow Council. He wished they would go to hell now, so naturally he would not complain.

A few minutes later, five disgraced orc warlocks were brought over by Garona.

Black sat on a stone, playing with the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand. He looked at the five seriously injured warlocks in front of him who had escaped from the horror of the Tomb of Sargeras.

The latter looked at him too.

When they saw the orc skull filled with evil energy and shrouded in shadow in Black's hand, the five warlocks lowered their heads at the same time, and their bodies began to tremble.

Apparently, they recognized where the skull came from.

Blake coughed and said to the five warlocks in front of him:

Everyone, as you can see, I am a pirate. My career has just started and I need talents. I want to hire a powerful enough warlock to be my magic consultant.

The remaining four losers can only regretfully follow my friends to hell.

Whoosh

A small knife was thrown out of Black's hand and was stuck on the ground in front of the five warlocks. The end was still buzzing and vibrating. The five warlocks' eyes also fell on the small knife at the same time.

Blake's tone also turned cold at this moment.

He reminded him with kindness:

I am very poor now and can only afford one consultant, everyone. Time is tight, so you can 'discuss' it yourself.

After saying that, he turned to look at the sea behind him, and then focused on the unconscious Red Blackhand.

At the same time, the five warlocks howled and rushed toward the knife stuck in the ground. For a chance to survive, they began to kill each other crazily.

It's not like the warlocks didn't try to fight back.

But in the face of a legendary assassin with malicious intentions, they have no other choice.

Sending others to death.

It's better than dying on your own.

Garona did not watch the five warlocks killing each other. She watched Black squatting next to the unconscious Red Blackhand, seemingly planning to wake up the young orc chief.

He glanced at Blake's waist again and saw that the soul-inducing lamp, which was always pale white, was now extremely active because it contained a powerful soul.

Are you going to summon your 'colleagues' in Hades tonight and dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Queen Hela to repair the relationship between you?

Garona crossed her arms and asked.

The result attracted a surprised look from Blake. He flicked the soul-inducing lamp on his waist and said to the legendary assassin:

Why do you think I want to sacrifice Gul'dan's soul to Hela?

???

This rhetorical question caused Garona to fall into a daze for a moment. She was unable to understand Blake's brain circuit at this moment.

She asked:

But that's what you swore to the soul attractor before, and you even borrowed Hell's ship to take us to Broken Beach. I...wait!

wrong!

The legendary assassin reacted quickly.

She remembered the question that Blake asked her when she first met the soul-drawer Habron. The pirate asked her at that time, if it was a one-on-one situation, could Garona kill Habron?

You have already made plans to betray Hades!

The Orc Assassin took a step back, seemingly surprised by Black's boldness, and said:

Did you plan all this? First, you used lies to stabilize the Hell Messengers, draw a pie for them, and claimed that you would dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Hela.

But you had other plans!

Well, I'm still curious as to when you will notice my thoughts.

Blake curled his lips, reached out and slapped Red Blackhand hard on the cheek. He glanced at Garona and said faintly:

How funny, ma'am. Do you really think a cunning guy like me would be willing to advance his career under the command of a madman?

Hela is not a good collaborator or boss. I have told you this many times, right?

What did Gul'dan teach you?

Didn't you learn even a little bit of intrigue from him? It seems that I disguised myself very well, making you think that I am really a loyal servant of Hela.

This is not a problem that I could have imagined!

Garona said sharply:

It's a question of whether I dare to think about it! Blake, do you know what you are doing? Are you planning to betray a god! Or the God of Death who controls death.

What a god! He's just a crazy secondary Titan guardian.

Blake snorted coldly. He didn't hide it now and said to Garona:

Hela's death authority was given to her. She is indeed powerful, but as long as she dares to leave Hades, the 'father' she fears most will immediately break her shackles.

A powerful god always has an equally powerful opponent, so what if I betray her?

No matter how angry the God of Death is, she can only send out her Kvaldir Army to hunt me down in this world.

But look, Garona, the best part about this situation is that the world of Azeroth is quite evil, and she is not the only god of death in this world.

And from what I heard, her relationship with the other Shinigami wasn't the best.

The pirate stood up, put his hands on his hips, and kicked Red Blackhand, who was knocked unconscious, on the waist. Amidst the orc's cry of pain, he stroked the soul-inducing lamp on his waist and said to Garona, whose eyes were widened. :

I want to seek help from another god of death, and this is quite a bad visitor.

If I don't bring some good gifts, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out by that old troll before I even open my mouth.

That guy has a very bad character.

But when it is used as a backer and thigh, it is definitely 10,000 times better than Hela!

Red Blackhand was kicked out of coma by Black. The angry young orc chief wanted to fight back immediately, but before he could raise his fist, a flying knife grazed his face and stabbed into the ground.

Reid glanced forward and saw Garona looking at him coldly. He felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave and stopped trying to resist.

Blake glanced at Reid, ignored him, and then focused on Garona. He said:

Ms. Garona, I know you don't like to owe debts, so I'll give you a chance to pay off your debts. Take me with you and accompany me through this crazy journey.

If I die on the way, you are free.

If I win by chance, then I owe you a favor that must be repaid.

Seeing Garona silent and not speaking, Blake touched the soul-inducing lamp on his waist again and said:

I don't like forcing others, but after all, I gave you freedom with my own hands.

You're such a madman.

The Orc Assassin waved her hand, interrupting Black's words. She glanced at the sea not far away and said:

I'm not afraid of the pursuit of those dead people, the shadows will protect me, but I heard very clearly the conversation you had with the soul-drawer in the hills.

You have Hela's curse on you. Once she discovers that you have betrayed her, she can immediately take away your soul and you will be completely unable to resist.

In this case, your plan is not feasible at all.

Ah, that's what you're worried about.

Blake shrugged. He glanced at the Tomb of the Gods at the end of the coast, and felt the evil sea breeze on the beach. He said:

Look, Ms. Garona, haven't you considered a problem after learning about my crazy idea? Since I have made up my mind to betray Hela a long time ago.

Then why not stay in the eastern continent and continue to look for the help of the Holy Light?

Aren't you curious, why do I have to start the first step of backstabbing Hela in the Broken Islands?

Without waiting for Garona to answer, he pointed to the tomb of the gods at the end of the coast and said:

There is power there that can help me. I must come here. Her name is Magna Aegwynn.

The previous Guardian of Tirisfal was the mother of Medivh, the mad guardian who opened the Dark Portal with his own hands and allowed the orcs to enter Azeroth.

The woman who 'defeated' the dark god.

The pirate pursed his lips and announced the answer:

At this point in the world, conservatively speaking, there are only two women who can help me resist the curse from Hades. Coincidentally, in this place, I can contact them both at the same time.

But the arrogant ‘Light of Lights’, Her Majesty Queen Azshara, probably disdains talking to an ant like me.

Therefore, the only choice left for me is Ms. Aegwin.

If she is as powerful as you say, are you sure she will help you?

Garona said suspiciously:

“Such a powerful being must have the same weird temper.

You don't have any friendship with her, but you are still traveling with me. Don't forget that I also played a role in killing her son. And when I entered the Tomb of Sargeras before, I felt clearly that there were many powerful auras in the tomb.

But none belong to human spellcasters.

She's not here at all.

Don't worry, she will help.

Blake grinned. He touched the skull of Gul'dan, which was hung on a chain around his neck and wrapped with powerful magic. He said confidently:

I know very well that Ms. Aegwin is doing something secretly at this time, and I am about to give her an offer she can't refuse! But before that, I have to discuss a business deal with our Mr. Reid.

The pirate lowered his head and looked at the orc chief, Red Blackhand, who was listening to the conversation between him and Garona as if it were a book from heaven.

He pulled back the face covering, revealing the recovering, burned face, and showed a gentle smile to Reid, saying:

As I said, Mr. Reid.

I need you and the black-toothed grinning orcs under your command to help me fight, and I will also make you an offer you can't refuse!