Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 92 2. Advice on Strength (Part 1)

  Black's ship headed south all the way to the edge of the South China Sea. After two days and two nights of driving from the Broken Beach, it was getting closer and closer to the "equator" position of the world of Azeroth.

   If it is divided by simple northern and southern hemisphere geography.

  Black's escape route can basically be counted as escaping from the northern hemisphere into the southern hemisphere.

   And 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 disasters in a specific half year of each year.

   In addition, this place belongs to the territory controlled by the Deep Sea Naga Empire, not a trade route.

   Therefore, except for the fleet of Kul Tiras that occasionally cruises and explores here, only the ships of the goblin chaebols occasionally pass by here.

  The latter is the second largest force in the endless sea in the world of Azeroth, besides Kul Tiras.

   The purpose of the goblins running the boat is very pure, just to make money.

   If it wasn't for Kezan Island, the birthplace of goblin civilization, in the waters near the Maelstrom, these green-skinned dwarfs who are careful, smashing their bones and sucking marrow would not be willing to appear in this barren and dangerous sea area.

  The scorching sunlight in the low latitudes is refracted through the turbulent sea surface and refracted into the bottom of the sea, like a large group of light penetrated in the darkness, dispelling some of the coldness under the sea.

  No one would complain about the troublesome sunshine on weekdays, but now, under this warm sea, there are things that shouldn't exist.

   "This annoying sunshine."

  The soul-inducing Hablon stood on the bow of the Nagfar, and the sunlight shining into the sea made the **** navigator who worked in the cold waters of the North Sea very dissatisfied.

  Under the crimson hood, the half-giant held his own lantern and watched the pale light swaying on it in the sea. The light in the water is like an arrow, constantly fine-tuning the direction.

   is like a compass, which is always locked in the direction of the target for the soul-inducing person.

  Behind him, on today's keel battleship, there was more noise than the previous silence. There were bursts of roars from above, and the deadly silent necromancers on weekdays seemed to have become violent and noisy.

   This is at odds with the quietness with which Habloon likes to appreciate taste.

   But the soul-inducing person did not speak out a reprimand, because these half-giant undeads on the Nagfar now are a group of looters who are really used for war.

   is not the soul-transporting servants under his command.

   The addition of these misty pirates also means that the keel battleship Nagfar has entered a real "combat state".

   With the disgust of the sun, the gloomy, damp, and dim Nagfar was submerged in the sea again under the control of Habloon.

When    avoided the sunlight cast by the sea, Habloon reached out and grabbed the soul lamp around his waist.

   "Betrayer, of course I know where the end of this route you have chosen is, and I know the purpose of where you are going. What a cunning soul.

  What a pity, you were cultivated by me, you should have been Her Majesty's most effective war vanguard.

   But because of his insignificant ambitions, he became the first betrayal in the peaceful tens of thousands of years in hell.

  You made me so embarrassed, what a pity.

  You are just humiliating yourself in a way that I can't imagine. "

  There are complex emotions in the soul of the soul.

   Bringing Black to Hell was the stupidest decision he made in his long service to Queen Hela. And the betrayal of the hunter will make Habloon swept the ground in hell.

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

   But if Habloon can't get rid of Black before things ferment, he will be greeted by an extremely miserable future.

   Queen Hela is powerful, tyrannical, and majestic.

   But she was by no means benevolent.

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

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

   With grey eyes, he looked at the dark abyss in front of him, and he said softly:

   "You're going to defect to the Queen's enemy, Bwonsamdi. How foolish you are to think that if you bring a gift, you will be taken in by that troll, Death!

   Bwonsamdi is weak and cunning.

   His confrontation and compromise with the Queen over the past 100,000 years has confirmed this. Bwonsamdi would never choose to confront the Queen because of you.

   Betrayer, you are just running towards a better future of your dreams!

   And I, I will enter the seas that belong to Bwonsamdi, I will catch you a traitor before the troll death, I will draw your soul back to hell.

   I'll do what we should have done when we first met!

or.

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

   Bury my shame and your stupidity in that no-man's land. "

"Yes."

  Hablon closed his eyes, and whispered like a prayer as the icy waters of the deep sea swept across his long-dead neck and body:

   "This is your destined future when you embark on the road of betrayal. But I am also curious, what gave you the arrogant courage to betray hell?

Is    the father of your self-proclaimed king of the sea? Or the sea country that is not worth mentioning on your side? Or the false Holy Light?

   Are you really a warrior who is willing to give everything for your faith?

Ha ha.

   I'm really curious. "

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   Meanwhile, Black's ship.

  The pirate was on the side of the ship, sensing the flow of the surrounding seawater. In his mind at this time, the memories and skills that belonged to Prince Redek were being revisited.

  The prince received strict training as a navigator since he was a child.

   When Blake was reborn, he saw that in the prince's own class, there was a navigator class, and the proficient navigation in the built-in skills also represented the prince's talent in navigation.

   As for his other two classes, he pulls his hips

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

   So it is understandable that the attributes are a little bit worse.

  If he could survive in the Khaz Modan Sea area at that time, according to the bonus of his own Proudmoore bloodline, there is also a legendary warrior father who taught him by example.

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

   In short, it was not until after entering the sea that Black realized what a rich "legacy" Prince Drake left him.

   With the navigator training he received since he was a child, coupled with the talent of the old seal now.

   allows Black to be able to sail in this unfamiliar sea now, and when he holds the steering wheel, he can easily make sure that the ship is sailing forward, making perfect use of the sea breeze and keeping the best position at all times with the ocean current.

   However, it will take time to become a real "Old Sea Dog" from scratch, and Blake is now in this state of "self-learning".

  The knowledge of sea navigation, how to use the compass, how to see the sea breeze, how to perceive the ocean current and so on.

   is not learning from scratch.

   is more like a “review” for a scholar. In this journey to the sea at the beginning, he is really, really grateful for Drake’s gift.

   But now, this review process needs to be paused.

   He has more important things to do.

   A very important choice is in front of him, and in the hesitation of choice, he must seek some help from the outside world.

   And when he heard the young pirate asking him for advice on strength, the half-lich Merry Winterwind on the side of the ship was also stunned for a moment.

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

   "It's only been two days since you and I met, do you trust me so much? Blake, ask me for advice on such things, you should have heard from little Aegwynn.

  I have a quirky temper because I have lived too long, are you not afraid that I will lead you in the wrong direction? "

   "I had consulted the lady Garona, whom I trusted more, and her advice was to follow the path of pure shadow, which was the path she took, but not for me.

  I don’t know many legendary characters, and there are very few people like you who have three thousand years of wisdom. Now that I have encountered them, I must seize the opportunity. "

  The pirate spread out his hands frankly and said:

   "And just asking for advice doesn't mean you have to do what you say."

   "Well, I like honest young people like you."

  Merry Dongfeng leaned on a pine staff and grinned, revealing a smile that could scare a child to tears.

He says:

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

   "Wisdom is priceless indeed, I agree."

  Blake leaned against the side of the ship, while the ship was floating up and down, he put the dwarf pipe in his hand to his mouth, winked at Merry Winter Breeze again, and led the old mage all the way into the cabin of the poop.

   He looked left and right, closed the hatch, and then, under the watchful eye of the old mage, took out three things from the magic bag and put them on the table.

   The black flame blade Sanksu is placed in the left hand.

   Gul'dan's skull entwined with fel and shadow magic is placed in his right hand.

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

  The pirate looked at the old mage across the table, the latter's gaze rested on these three things, and 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."

   It was like giving a gift. In the voice of his voice, he pressed the dark red crystal eyeball and pushed it little by little in front of Merry Dongfeng.

   said to the well-informed old master who lived for more than 3,000 years:

   "Just asking for advice, this price is very suitable, what do you think?"

   (end of this chapter)