26. The last night of Booty Bay---Crow 1131 for the silver lord [6/30]
"Danglang"
The exquisite crystal pendant hit the ground, and sharp fragments flew everywhere. Buddy Moore shook the blood beads in his hand in disgust. He took a step back and looked at his blood-stained shirt.
Shaked his head:
"Hell, this is my favorite shirt."
Before he finished speaking, his second step backward caused his exquisite deerskin boots to step on the blood behind him, making a sickening sound. This time, the Death Goblin's expression became even more ugly.
Yes, those are his favorite shoes too.
Compared with his downcast appearance a year ago, Buddy Moore is much more elegantly dressed today, with a tailor-made boat robe, three-cornered hat, sharp command knife, thin tassels, and 8 finger tattoos.
Full of gems, if it weren't for the cold gray eyes in this goblin's eyes, it would be hard for you to tell that this guy is actually a dead person.
More than three years of pirate experience allowed the goblin to amass an unimaginable amount of wealth, and he also gained a certain amount of majesty.
But now, he looked indifferently at the twitching body at his feet, which belonged to his compatriot, the goblin tycoon Revegaz, the controller of Booty Bay.
In the most desperate panic, the rich man was pierced through the heart from behind, and the death that emerged from the abyss was tightening his neck little by little. This rich goblin rich man, the owner of Booty Bay
The owner reached out frantically and grabbed Buddy Moore's pants.
"You promised not to...take my...money!"
Rivergaz said with difficulty, his eyes full of anger and despair. He was eager for help, but was kicked away mercilessly by Buddy Moore.
"Go away! I don't want your money, I want your life, your soul, your existence, everything about you!"
"Bang"
Rivergaz's body fell on the deck of the "Crimson Sword". At the moment when the rich man's eyes were completely dim, he saw Karen, the tall tauren lying on the rotten deck, with no eyes left.
There was a breath of life, and around him were circles of activated undead recruitment circles.
Rivergaz used his last strength to curse the assailant, but at the end of his life, all he saw was a pair of gray, dim, heartless eyes, which should have been a pair of goblin eyes, which should have been shining with gold coins.
The light, but now, the light of the gold coin is still there, but unfortunately, it has been decorated by death.
After doing all this, Buddy turned to look at Nasa behind him. The Blood Watcher was trimming her nails with a dagger, and her eyes were always on Buddy Moore.
Those blood-red eyes always make the Death Goblin feel uncomfortable. Of course, he has also been given strength by death. He also has an army of undead pirates that obey him. What really scares him is not the blood elves in front of him.
, it’s that vague shadow standing behind Nasa, that kind of darkness, that kind of shadow, which makes goblins feel suffocated if they smell it.
Even if the dead no longer need to breathe.
"I feel it. You seem to be scared?"
Nasa stared at the death goblin in front of her, the most insignificant member of the Dark Blade Knights, and asked in a low voice:
"What are you afraid of? Lord Dark Blade has traveled thousands of miles to see you, shouldn't you feel honored?"
The hoarse voice made Buddy tremble again, but he soon calmed down. After all, he was a big pirate who had dominated the South China Sea for more than three years. He had learned to use reason to suppress fear. He coughed lightly, Goblin
The sharp voice has disappeared, replaced by a hoarse and deep voice unique to the dead.
"I failed to complete the task ordered by the master."
Buddy said softly:
"The South China Sea is too complex. Even if the dead fight for me, I haven't been able to fully control this route in three years... In fact, I can't even control one-third of the route. The undead are fighting for me."
The advantage in naval battles has been weakened to the extreme..."
"Are you excusing yourself? Are you trying to convince yourself?"
Nasa’s eyes became playful:
"Do you think he will listen to your explanation? We fought in Draenor, and in Hellfire Peninsula, he gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of undead still fell in love even though they paid a heavy price of losing nine-tenths of their lives.
The demons who emerged were trapped on the peninsula and fulfilled the requirements of the great lord. Until the end of the war, the demons were unable to break through the defense line of the garrison..."
"Buddy, you spend too much time running your own business! Make money. How much money have you made in the past three years by wielding the power he gave you? Tell me, how much can this money do at this moment of final judgment?
Save your life?"
Nasa whispered in the death goblin’s ear:
"You're probably the first of us to really fail. You're going to be a disgrace, and frankly, I'm looking forward to seeing where you end up."
"I'll make it right!"
The death goblin gritted his teeth and said:
"Help me hold off for one day! Just one day... I will make up for it all!"
"remedy?"
Nasa snorted:
"Why should I help you? Buddy, our relationship isn't that good yet, right? Besides, what are you going to do to make up for it?"
The death goblin looked back at the bustling Booty Bay behind him, and then looked down at the goblin rich man Levigaz, who had stopped twitching. A ferocious murderous intention flashed in Buddy's eyes, and he gritted his teeth.
Ya Guan said to Nasa:
"I will prepare an invincible sea army for my master!"
"Huh? Where?"
The Blood Watcher looked back and shrugged:
"I didn't see anything."
The goblin did not answer this question. He just looked at Nasa with his cold gray eyes. He looked left and right and lowered his voice:
"As for the reward I can give you, Nasa, your position in the Dark Blade Knights is also very embarrassing. Even if the Mistress joins you, the number of Blood Watchers and Sarain will always be a flaw. In a sense,
Say, we are both in the same position."
"We are very weak. Compared to the deeply trusted Grokush and Roglio, compared to the little hooves and the bird people who command the army, we are very weak. Our sense of existence and our significance can no longer keep up with the darkness.
Blade needs it.”
The death goblin subconsciously rubbed his hands. This action destroyed the little dignity he had and made him become philistine and vulgar again. He whispered:
"And I, I know that it is difficult to transform into a Blood Watcher. You must be female and can sense shadows, but I know that there is a place where there are not only elves suitable to become Watchers, but most importantly, they
The body is filled with hopeless addiction to magic! It’s a thousand times stronger than the addiction to high elves!”
"Convey my request to the Blood Matron, I believe she will help me! The number of Sarain and Watchers will rise sharply, and the blood elves will become an indispensable and important member of the Dark Blade Knights! And I...
I just need time! That’s it.”
A light of thought shone in Nasa's eyes. After a moment, the Blood Watcher stared at the Death Goblin, and she nodded slowly.
"One day, we agreed, and that's it."
After saying that, Nasa's figure disappeared on the deck of the Crimson Sword filled with dark power. Buddy stared at the place where the watcher disappeared. He let out a sigh of relief. He took out the command knife from his waist and died.
As the spiritual runes shone, the incomplete soul was once again recalled into the body of the deceased.
Rich man Levi Gatz and Blackwater pirate commander Karen Cape staggered up from the deck. They stared blankly at the changes in their bodies until the death goblin Buddy walked towards them.
"I need you to gather all the living people in Booty Bay!"
Buddy Moore looked at his new subordinate. He took out a bottle of black liquid from his arms and handed it to the rich man Levigaz. He squinted and said:
"Especially the Blackwater Pirates and those who can fight, get 'em together... do it, brothers."
Behind him, under the deck of the Crimson Sword, which had been decorated with countless corpses in the past three years, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly lit up. Buddy Moore was also a death knight. Although he was not competent, death
He does not lack the strength that a knight should have.
Under the bright daylight, the Crimson Sword set off again. The fog surrounding the battleship became increasingly dense. In the fog, a pair of greedy, indifferent eyes stared at the iconic goblin sculpture in Booty Bay.
, like a beast seeing its prey.
"I will take away the last copper in this city... Those who are left, everything that is left, should contribute to the cause of the great master!"
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"So we're going to Stranglethorn Vale?"
A few days later, Alleria returned to the Dusk Forest, where she once led the Blood Watchers to fight against Maiev's Watchers. The result was of course unsatisfactory, but the proud Windrunner did not think that was the case.
My own soldiers are not strong enough. It can only be said that my opponent has a numerical advantage.
They only have a numerical advantage.
Facing his lover's question, Tyrion shook his head:
"Savage trolls are everywhere in Stranglethorn Valley, and there are dark forces hidden in the ancient city of Gurubashi. That is not a good place. We will not stay there. We are going to another continent."
"Kalimdor?"
Alleria blinked her eyes in surprise. She looked back at the shadow behind her. There was nothing there, but Windrunner's keen senses told her that during these days of traveling, it was definitely not easy to mess with those following him.
Guys, 2!
She held her husband's wrist worriedly and said softly:
"The death lords have all returned to Draenor. It will take a period of recuperation to absorb the dragon's blood. You are not in the most complete state yet. I don't think you should take risks at this time."
Of course she knew what Tyrion was going to do. Lord Darkblade would never hide his actions from her, and because this trip was a secret matter, only the couple walked alone in the Dusk Forest, wearing long robes.
Hooded, riding a disguised skeleton war horse, they looked like a passing traveler couple.
Tyrion patted his wife on the shoulder, telling her not to be nervous.
"It's just an easy journey. Believe me, Alleria, it's not as difficult as you think. Moreover, we still have a trump card in our hands, and we can't wait any longer. The timeline is changing more and more rapidly.
, the inherent destiny will collapse much faster than I imagined. We must take the initiative of the war into our own hands!"
As he spoke, the death knight turned to look deep into the twilight forest. There, in the dark forest, there was no light and was as deep as night, but this could not block the elf's sight. He could even see far beyond the forest.
The river, and the Elwynn Forest on the other side of the river, is the core area ruled by the Kingdom of Stormwind.
"Let them live a contented and happy life first."
The death knight whispered:
"The last tranquility before the disaster is always so beautiful and deadly. These people who are blinded by the illusion of peace don't know what they are about to face... The war never stops, it is in the invisible corners around them.
It broke out without a trace but in full swing."
After Tyrion said this, he became silent again, and Alleria also looked in the same direction. Nearly a kilometer away, on the farm in Elwynn Forest, the hard-working farmers
It was unclear what kind of existence was staring at them.
They were immersed in the peace the king had described.
Alleria grabbed the horse's reins and said:
"So the living beings, the knights of life who gather together for survival, are pitiful."
"They often do stupid things, and the most stupid thing is that even if wise men and prophets have brought warnings of the doomsday, no one wants to know the truth. People are happy to continue living in peace and let the silent sword
Cutting through the sky above."
A moment later, the sound of two war horses trampling on the ground slightly broke the quiet darkness around them. The two black knights walked away, leaving only a few words lingering on the land.
"This will be the last good time for the Kingdom of Stormwind and the entire world."
And at the moment when the two of them were about to enter the Valley of Thorns from the Twilight Forest, Nasa's voice sounded in their hearts at the same time:
"The Great Lord, the Mistress, the Quiet Garden Cemetery in Night Town...we found traces of that sword!"
"Hmm? Which one?"
"The most dangerous one... Xal'atath. The Blade of the Dark Empire!"
