Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Blake's ship sailed all the way south, towards the edge of the South China Sea. Starting from the Broken Beach, after traveling for two days and two nights, it was getting closer to the equator of the world of Azeroth.

If divided by simple geography of the northern and southern hemispheres.

Blake's escape route can basically be regarded as escaping from the northern hemisphere into the waters of the southern hemisphere.

At the current speed, it would take them about four to five days to cross this sun-scorched low-latitude sea.

This sea area is very barren, with few islands, and because it is close to the whirlpool of the Endless Sea, there will be frequent storms and catastrophic weather in a specific half of the year.

In addition, this place is controlled by the Deep Sea Naga Empire and is not considered a trade route.

Therefore, apart from the fleet of Kul Tiras that occasionally cruises and explores here, only the ships of the goblin plutocrats occasionally pass by here.

The latter is currently the second largest force on the Endless Sea in the world of Azeroth, besides Kul Tiras.

The goblins' purpose in running boats is purely to make money.

If it weren't for Kezan Island, the birthplace of goblin civilization, which is located in the sea near the maelstrom, these green-skinned dwarfs who are calculating and sucking bones and sucking marrow would not be willing to appear in this barren and dangerous sea.

The scorching sunlight at low latitudes refracts through the rugged and undulating sea surface and shines into the seabed, like a large ball of light in the darkness, dispersing some of the coldness under the sea.

Normally, no one would complain about these troublesome sunshine, but now, under this warm sea water, there is something that should not exist.

This annoying sunshine.

Soul Attractor Habulon stood on the bow of the Naqfar. The sunlight shining into the seawater made this hell navigator who has been working in the cold waters of the North Sea all year round extremely dissatisfied.

Under the crimson hood, this half-giant held his own soul-inducing lamp and observed the pale white light swaying on it in the sea water. The light was like an arrow in the water, constantly fine-tuning its direction.

Just like a compass, it always locks the direction of the target for the soul leader.

Behind him, on today's keel battleship, there was more noise than in the past. There were roars from above, and the normally silent Necromancer sailors seemed to have become violent and noisy.

This was incompatible with Hablon's quiet appreciation of taste.

But the soul attractor did not reprimand them, because these half-giant undead souls on the Nagfar are a group of real plunderers used in war.

It's not his servants who transfer souls.

The addition of these mist pirates also means that the keel battleship Nagfar has entered a true combat state.

With aversion to the sun, the gloomy, damp, dim and ominous Nagfar dived deep into the sea again under the control of Hablon.

When avoiding the sunlight cast on the sea, Habulon reached out and held the soul-inducing lamp at his waist.

Betrayer, of course I know where the end of the route you have chosen is, and I also know your purpose of going there. What a cunning soul.

What a pity. You were trained by me. You should have been Her Majesty the Queen's most effective war pioneer.

But because of his trivial ambition, he became the first betrayer in the tens of thousands of years of peace in Hades.

It's a pity that you made me so embarrassed.

You're just humiliating yourself in a way I can't imagine.

The soul attractor has complex emotions in his heart.

Bringing Black into the underworld forces was the stupidest decision he made in the long time he served Queen Hela. The betrayal of the spirit hunter will destroy Habulon's majesty in Hades.

The news has not spread yet, and has not yet reached the Queen's ears.

But if Habron cannot get rid of Black before things escalate, then he will be greeted by an extremely tragic future.

Queen Hela is powerful, tyrannical, and majestic.

But she is anything but benevolent.

Her ruthless style is not only applied to the enemies of Hades, but also to the followers who serve her in Hades.

Whether for the disappointment and anger in his heart or for his own future, Habron must end this matter as soon as possible. He must make up for the mistakes he made with his own hands.

He looked at the dark abyss in front of him with gray eyes, and said softly:

You are going to join the Queen's enemy, Bwonsamdi. You think that bringing a gift will make the troll Death take you in, how stupid you are!

Bwonsamdi is weak and cunning.

In the past hundreds of thousands of years, His confrontation and compromise with the Queen have confirmed this. Bwonsamdi will never choose to confront the Queen because of you.

Betrayer, you are just running towards a better future that you imagined!

And I, I will enter the sea that belongs to Bwonsamdi, I will catch you, the traitor, in front of the Troll God of Death, and I will extract your soul and take it back to Hades.

I will do what I should have done when we first met!

or.

I can also offer you as a sacrifice to the terrifying monsters that exist on that land, as an apology for intruding into the realm of Wanling Loa.

Completely bury my shame and your stupidity in that uninhabited place.

Yes.

Habulon closed his eyes, and when the cold water of the deep sea passed over his long-dead neck and body, he whispered softly like a prayer:

This is the future that was destined when you embarked on the road of betrayal. But I am also curious, what gave you the arrogant courage to betray Hades?

Is it your father who calls himself the King of the Sea? Or is it your ocean country that is not worth mentioning? Or is it the hypocritical Holy Light?

Are you really a warrior willing to sacrifice everything for your beliefs?

hehe.

I'm really curious.

——

Meanwhile, on Blake's ship.

The pirate was sitting on the side of the ship, sensing the flow of the surrounding seawater. In his mind at this time, the memories and skills belonging to Prince Redecker were being relived.

That prince received strict pilot training since he was a child.

When Blake was reborn, he saw that the prince had a career as a navigator in his own class, and the proficiency-level navigation skills among his own skills also represented the prince's talent in navigation.

As for his other two classes, they are so stretched

Probably because the prince's own fighting talent is not as exaggerated as that of his sister and brother, but considering that Prince Drake is only 19 years old at this time, he is far from reaching his peak.

Therefore, it is understandable that the attributes are slightly different.

If he could have survived in the waters of Khaz Modan, he would have had the bonus of his Proudmoore bloodline and the words and deeds of a legendary warrior father.

In the future, even if Prince Drake cannot become a legend, he will definitely be a high-level warrior on the elite panel.

In short, it was not until he entered the sea that Blake realized what a rich legacy Prince Drake had left him.

With the training he received as a navigator since childhood, coupled with his current talent as an old sea dog.

This allows Blake to sail and gallop in this unfamiliar sea. When he holds the steering wheel, he can easily ensure that the ship is sailing in the right direction, making perfect use of the sea wind and ocean currents to maintain the best position at all times.

However, it still takes time to become a real old sea dog from scratch. Blake is now in this state of self-learning.

The knowledge of navigation, how to use a compass, how to read the sea breeze, how to sense ocean currents, etc.

It is not learning from scratch.

It was more like a review for a top student. In this beginning of his journey to the sea, he was really, really grateful for Drake's gift.

But now, this review process needs to be paused.

He had something more important to do.

A very important choice was before him. When hesitating about the choice, he had to seek some help from the outside world.

When he heard the young pirate's advice to seek strength from him, the demi-lich Merry Dongfeng beside the ship was also stunned for a moment.

The old mage looked him up and down and said in a playful tone:

You and I have known each other for only two days, do you trust me so much? Black, you ask me for advice on such things, you should have heard what little Aegwin said.

I have a weird temper because I have lived too long. Aren't you afraid that I will lead you in the wrong direction?

I have asked Ms. Garona, whom I trust more, for advice before. The advice she gave me was to follow the path of pure shadow. That was the path she took, but it was not suitable for me.

I have not met many legendary figures, and there are even fewer people with three thousand years of wisdom like you. Now that I have met you, I must seize the opportunity.

The pirate opened his hands frankly and said:

“And just because you’re asking for advice, it doesn’t mean you have to do what you say.”

Well, I like honest young people like you.

Meili Dongfeng was holding a pine staff and grinning with a smile that could scare a child into tears.

He said:

But we spellcasters often say that wisdom is priceless. What do you think? Young man.

“Wisdom is indeed priceless, I agree with that.”

Black leaned against the side of the ship, holding the dwarf pipe in his mouth as the ship floated up and down. He winked at Merry Dongfeng and led the old mage into the cabin on the stern of the ship.

He looked around, closed the hatch, and then, under the gaze of the old mage, took out three things from the magic bag and placed them on the table.

The black flame blade Sankesu is placed on the left hand.

The Skull of Gul'dan, entwined with fel energy and shadow magic, is placed in his right hand.

The Eye of Gul'dan, which has been completely crystallized and is also filled with magic power, is placed in the middle.

The pirate looked at the old mage across the table, whose gaze rested on these three things. As he watched, Black reached out and placed his hand on the Eye of Gul'dan in the center.

But I also believe that everyone has a price tag.

As if giving a gift, as he spoke, he pressed the dark red crystallized eyeball and pushed it bit by bit to the eyes of Meili Dongfeng.

To the old master who has lived for more than three thousand years and has experienced a lot, he said:

I'm just asking for advice. The price is very suitable, what do you think?