Azeroth Shadow Trail

  Chapter 84 83. Let the gorgeous and grand betrayal begin!

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

   So she quickly fulfilled the pirate's request. She found the two chiefs of the Black-toothed Laughing clan on the battlefield and brought them to Black.

"Snapped"

   Garona emerged from the shadows, dropped the stunned Red Blackhand on the ground with her left hand, and swung her right hand, and the disfigured Maim Blackhand, who had been seriously injured, was also thrown in front of Black.

   This guy is very miserable.

   There is almost no good meat all over the body.

   It was as if it had been thrown into the stove and repeatedly grilled, and some of the wounds had been carbonized, but this was not Garona's hand.

   "I found him at the entrance to the tomb of the gods."

  The legendary assassin folded his arms, looked at the skull of Gul'dan, which the pirate had strung with thin chains and hung on his chest, exuding dark magic and fel energy, and said to Black:

   "He was thrown into the hands of demons by Gul'dan to die, but luckily for this guy, those demons fought with the Naga in the temple and he escaped.

   There were also four or five Warlocks of the Shadow Council, who also escaped from the tomb of the gods, and I knocked them down and brought them here. "

"very good."

  Black squatted down and looked at Maim Blackhand's wound, he said to Garona:

   "The warlocks of the Shadow Council are all talents, their souls are full of corruption and sin, and they are extremely good 'collectibles', my friend.

  For example, we, the loyal servants of Queen Hela, should have some little hobbies of their own while serving the hell.

   I would love to keep these treasures as a collection.

   Bring them all here, Garona, and I assure you that these sinful souls will receive their due punishment.

   You don't even have to kill them, it's enough to make them go to hell. "

  Black said something to the legendary assassin. The latter didn't like all the **** of the Shadow Council. He wished that they would go to **** now, and naturally there would be no complaints.

   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, and looked at the five severely wounded warlocks who had escaped from the horrors of Sargeras' Tomb.

   The latter also looked at him.

   When they saw the orc skull full of fel energy and shadows in Black's hands, the five warlocks lowered their heads at the same time, and their bodies began to tremble.

   Apparently, they recognized where the skull came from.

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

   "Everyone, as you can see, I'm a pirate. I'm just starting out in my career, and I need talent. I'm going to hire a warlock who's good enough to be my magic advisor.

  The remaining four losers can only go to **** with my friends to play with regret. "

   "Whoosh"

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

  Blake's tone also turned cold at this moment.

   He reminded with "kindness":

   "I'm very poor now, and I can only afford one consultant, everyone. Time is running out, so please 'discuss' it yourself."

   After he finished speaking, he turned his head to look at the sea behind him, and then focused his attention on the unconscious Red Blackhand.

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

   The warlocks did not try to fight back.

   But in the face of a malicious legendary assassin, they have no other way to go.

  Send others to die.

   is better than dying.

  Garona also didn't watch the five warlocks kill each other. She watched Black crouching beside the unconscious Red Blackhand, as if planning to wake up the young orc chieftain.

   took another look at Blake's waist. The ghost lamp, which was always pale, was extremely active at this time because it contained a powerful soul.

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

   Garona crossed her arms and asked.

   As a result, Blake looked at him in surprise. He turned on the spirit lamp around his waist and said to the legendary assassin:

   "Why do you think that I should dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Hela?"

  “???”

   This rhetorical question made Garona sluggish for a moment, and she couldn't understand Blake's brain circuits for a moment.

   she asked:

   "But that's what you swore and said with that soul-inducing person before, and you borrowed the ship from Hell to send us to Broken Beach, I... wait!

   Wrong! "

  The Legendary Assassin reacted quickly.

   She remembered the question Blake had asked her when she first met Hablon the Soul Inducer. The pirates asked her at the time, if it was a one-on-one situation, could Garona kill Hablon?

   "You have long planned to betray Hell!"

The    Orc Assassin took a step back, as if surprised by Black's audacity, saying:

   "You planned all this? First use lies to stabilize the messengers of hell, draw a pie for them, and claim to dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Hela.

   But you have other plans! "

   "Well, I'm still curious, when will you be able to detect my thoughts."

  Black curled his lips, stretched out his hand and slapped Red Blackhand's cheek fiercely, he glanced at Garona, and said faintly:

   "That's funny, ma'am. Do you really think a cunning guy like me would be willing to pursue a career promotion under a lunatic?

  Hella is not a good collaborator and boss, have I told you so many times?

   How the **** did Gul'dan teach you?

   Haven't you learned even a little intrigue from him? It seems that my disguise is too good, so that you all think that I am really Hela's loyal servant."

   "This is not something I can't think of!"

   Garona snapped:

   "It's a question I dare not think about! Blake, do you know what you're doing? Are you planning to betray a god! Or the **** of death who controls death."

   "God of the fart! Just a mad little titan guardian."

  Blake snorted coldly, he would not hide it, and said to Garona:

   "Hela's death authority is given, she is indeed powerful, but as long as she dares to leave the hell, the 'father' she fears the most can immediately break her shackles.

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

   No matter how angry that **** of death is, she can only send her Kvaldir legion to hunt me down in this world.

   But you see, Garona, the most wonderful thing about this situation is that the world of Azeroth is quite evil, and Hela is not the only **** of death in this world.

   And as far as I know, she doesn't have a good relationship with the other Reaper. "

The pirate stood up, put his hands on his hips, and kicked the stunned Red Black hand on the waist. Amidst the pained cries of the orc, he stroked the lantern on his waist and said to the wide-eyed Garona. :

   "I want to seek the help of another **** of death, which is quite a villain.

  If you don't bring some nice gifts, you'll be kicked out by that old troll before you speak.

   That guy's character is very bad.

   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 his coma by Black. The angry young orc chief was about to fight back, but before he raised his fist, a throwing knife stabbed his face into the ground.

  Reid glanced forward and saw that Garona was looking at him coldly, suddenly falling into a cold cave and no longer trying to resist.

  Blake glanced at Reid, ignored him, and put his eyes on Garona again, he said:

   "Ms. Garona, I know you don't like 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 unfortunately die on the way, then you are free.

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

   Seeing that Garona remained silent, Blake touched the spirit lamp on his waist again, and said:

  "I don't like to force others, but I gave you freedom after all"

   "You're a lunatic."

The    orc assassin waved his hand and interrupted Black's words. She glanced at the sea not far away and said:

   "I'm not afraid of the pursuit of the dead, and the shadows will protect me, but I heard the conversation with the soul attractor when you were in the hills.

  You have Hela's curse on you. Once she finds out that you have betrayed you, she can immediately take away your soul, and you can't resist at all.

   In this way, your plan is not feasible at all. "

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

  Black shrugged, he glanced at the tomb of the gods at the end of the coast, and felt the sea breeze with fel energy on the beach, he said:

   "Look, Lady Garona, after you learned about my crazy idea, didn't you think about a question? Since I had made up my mind to betray Hela long 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 be in the Broken Isles and start the first step of backstabbing Hela? "

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

   "There are powers there to help me, and I must come here, her name is Magna Aegwynn.

   The last guardian of Tirisfal, the mother of Medivh, the mad guardian of Azeroth, who opened the door of darkness and let the orcs enter Azeroth.

   The woman who 'defeated' the dark gods. "

  The pirates pursed their lips and announced the answer:

   "The world is at this node, conservatively, only two women can help me resist the curse from hell. Coincidentally, in this place, I can contact both of them at the same time.

   But the arrogant 'Light of Light', Her Majesty Queen Azshara, probably doesn't bother to talk to ants like me.

  So, the only choice left to me is Ms. Aegwynn. "

   "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 eccentric temper.

  You have nothing to do with her. You are still with me. Don’t forget, I also contributed to killing her son. And when I entered the Tomb of Sargeras before, I felt very clearly that there were many powerful breaths in that tomb.

   But none belonged to human spellcasters.

   She's not here at all. "

   "Don't worry, she will help."

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

   "I'm well aware of what Ms. Aegwynn is doing in secret at this time, and I'm about to give her an offer she can't refuse! But before that, I have to talk to our Mr. Reid about a business."

  The pirate lowered his head and looked at the orc chief who listened to him and Garona talking like a book, Red Blackhand.

   He pulled off the face covering to reveal his recovering, burnt face, and gave Reid a gentle smile. He said:

   "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 offer you an offer that you can't refuse!"

   (end of this chapter)