MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-Chapter 170 78. Oops! Recognized... this man can't stay

   Chapter 170 78. Oops! It was recognized that this person can't stay!

   "Our three ships are finished!"

  In the sea of ​​night, after sensing the presence of the pirates, the last merchant ship that immediately broke away from contact, a tall warrior in armor put down the telescopic glass in his hand.

   He said in a harsh tone:

   "Those pirates are weird, they're very cunning, and they know how to show weakness and lure our ship to take the bait. Something's wrong, something's wrong tonight!

   They are not here for goods.

  Perhaps, their target is Miss. "

"how come?"

   An old man dressed as a businessman next to the old soldier, with trembling hands and a musket.

   He trembled and wanted to put projectiles in the musket, but after several attempts, he failed to complete this simple action. He looked at the sea in the distance, where the three ships that had been destroyed by the pirates' jumping gang battle.

   There was extreme reluctance and pain in those eyes.

   That was the ship of his caravan.

   That is his property. For a businessman, there is nothing more painful than seeing his property being taken away with his own eyes and being helpless.

   But he still has reason.

   He knows that at this moment, money or something is not important.

   There is also an important person on my ship who is temporarily on board. That is the top noble of the Kul Tiras Kingdom. If she is also injured by pirates, her family will be ruined.

   "The whereabouts of the young lady are completely confidential, especially after she and the son of the lord have made a marriage contract, the family does not allow any information about the young lady to flow out.

   Even this trip to the fleet to meet Mr. Arthur is completely confidential!

   How did those stinky pirates know that the lady would return to Drustvar on my merchant ship? "

  The tone of the old businessman was trembling. He thought of a lot in an instant, and then whispered to the soldier with the battle helmet beside him:

   "I heard some gossip in Boralus, it is said that the Ashvane family also intends to marry their eldest lady to the son of the lord to strengthen their relationship with Drustvar.

  Creedorn, you say, could they be in the dark."

   "Don't think about it."

The    warrior was silent for a few seconds, then shook his head and said:

   "The eldest lady of the Ashvane family was originally going to marry Prince Drake. Both parties have already started discussing this matter, but how long has it been since the prince died in battle?

   They dare not choose another marriage for their eldest lady at this time, which will anger the Proudmoore family who is in mourning.

  The Ashvane family has always been shrewd and would not do such a stupid thing.

   This should have nothing to do with them tonight.

   We are just unlucky.

   Take it easy, old Herb.

   Although our Waycrest family is located in a remote area and is not as rich as other families, as long as the lady escapes safely tonight, there will be no less compensation for you.

   As for those three ships, we can't save it! "

   This middle-aged warrior was very decisive. He took one last look at the dim sea and turned back to old Herb and said:

   "Accelerate immediately and stay away from this sea area. The pirates only have three ships. At this distance, it is too late for them to catch up with us. Be sure to protect the safety of the young lady!

  This matter involves the reputation of the Waycrest family, if something happens to her, we will all be.”

   "Boom"

   A loud noise from the bottom of the sea interrupted the warrior's instructions. He, the old businessman around him, and the surrounding warriors who carried knives and swords, turned around in amazement.

   In the next moment, everyone subconsciously held their breath.

   What did they see?

In the turbulent waves of the dark sea, a dark-gray, rotten, twisted and sinister warship wrapped by a keel, with a huge dragon skeleton opening its mouth on the bow, was rising in front of their ship. rise.

  The sails of that ship were not opened.

   But the sloping big mast on it looks like a huge cross hanging the dead.

   As soon as the strange ship appeared, the fear in everyone's heart was concentrated.

   As if the ship was alive.

   It is like a hungry deep-sea monster, sticking its head out of its lair, and looking at everyone on the merchant ship with a sinister gaze.

   It will eat their flesh and soul, and their ship, as a snack!

  The Kul Tirans are the bravest people in human civilization who are most eager to conquer the sea. They are the warriors who fight the sea, but the sailors are always the most superstitious group of people.

   Especially in a strange world with all kinds of weird looks.

  The legend of the ghost ship, in the streets and alleys of Boralus, is an enduring scary story. Every day, countless drunken alcoholics announce loudly that they have seen a real ghost ship.

   But in fact, no one can leave a small life after seeing the ghost ship, and swear to drink and brag.

   Except now.

   Except tonight, except for the "lucky ones" on this merchant ship.

   "The tide is up!"

  The old businessman was paralyzed by fright.

   The musket in his hand could not be grasped, and the whole person slumped on the undulating deck, pointing to the dark thing that appeared like a ghost ahead and blocked the front of the ship.

   He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

   But no one laughed at him.

   No one could care to laugh at him. In this situation, even the bravest knights of Kul Tiras felt cold all over.

  My God!

  Why did they encounter such a thing that only exists in legends?

   Is it because you didn't pray to the tidesages of the Church of Storms before sailing? Then after we escaped danger tonight, we will go back to the Sea Tide Temple to make up the offerings, okay?

  O tide, save us!

   "The ghost ship is coming towards us! My God! There's someone on it! There's someone on the mast!"

  In the piercing screams that could not hide their horror, the entire deck of the merchant ship was in chaos. As the sailors screamed and shouted, everyone looked at the keel ghost ship that was speeding towards them.

  In the darker and colder night, they saw.

  The man with a pirate hat, a pirate trench coat swaying in the wind, and an eye patch, that is. Is that the legendary ghost pirate? —

   Black saw them before the terrified crowd saw them.

   But the pirates were not in the mood for them.

   He will be talking about another matter with his ghost dragon chief mate.

   "The Nagfar can't be equipped with ordinary naval guns. Once launched, the gunpowder will be soaked. I have to find a way to make up for my baby's firepower disadvantage.

   Maybe the goblin engineers at Booty Bay can give me some."

  Blake stopped talking suddenly, after thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head and said:

   "Uh, forget it, let's look for dwarfs in this regard. Be funny, it's better than blowing up your own chambers before firing. We don't like fire very much on this precious ship."

   "Perhaps you can install a throwing blade car?"

   The ghost pirate dragon hovered beside Black, giving his captain an idea and saying:

   "The blade-throwing vehicle of the night elves. In the War of the Ancients, they used that kind of thing to defeat the Burning Legion. The moonblade thrown by the blade-throwing vehicle, although the frontal destructive power is not as good as the artillery.

   But it shoots far.

  In the hands of the well-trained sentry troops, the moon blade can still bounce. For a boat like this, the three moon blades are enough to smash it. "

   "What do you mean, let me take my group of landlubbers and run to Kalimdor now, and in the hands of the well-trained sentinels, grab enough blade-throwing vehicles to arm the Nagfar?"

  Standing on the mast, Blake, who was looking at the merchant ship that was hurriedly trying to turn the bow to escape in front of him, said to Sefir in a low voice:

   "Do you think I'm living too well, so you plan to block me? Do you know how many legendary rangers are there in the current night elf Moon God Kingdom?

   Do you know how many legendary druids with the aura of getting up can be called up from the beast den once the battle begins, the sentinel ladies and sisters who were beaten in pain?

  Do you know how many demigods are sleeping on Mount Hyjal now?

   Instead of listening to your bad idea, I might as well lead the team to attack Boralus Harbor.

   At least die happily.

   In the hands of those druids who like to 'plant trees', I would be better off dead.

  Look at what they did to the poor Lord Xavius, tsk tsk, make me feel cold as a stinky pirate, is that what the so-called benevolent Arch Druid can do?

  Bah!

   Demons are more merciful than Malfurion. "

   "Hey, I just said it casually."

  The Pirate Dragon also knew that he had made a common-sense mistake, so he turned his head and said something awkwardly. She changed the subject bluntly and said to Black:

   "Quick! Rush over and hit them! They're going to run."

   "Whoosh"

  Blake's figure disappeared on the mast in an instant, blessed by the powerful shadow of the black sail and the bloodline talent, and the shadow mystery brought by the full-level pirate opened up.

   let the pirate's shadow step span nearly 30 meters, and when the Nagfar was passing by the merchant ship at full speed, he instantly appeared in the chaotic crowd on the deck with him.

  The pirates didn't even draw their swords.

   He didn't dare to draw his sword, not because he was afraid of hurting these people.

   It’s just that with the blessing of many talents now, even without skills, the combat effectiveness of pirates on the sea is infinitely close to the critical state of mortals.

   He was afraid that he would not be able to contain his strength, and he would slash the ship in front of him with another knife.

  “Shu”

  The Shadow Master talent is activated, the flowing shadow is shaped in Blake's hands, and the next moment it converges into two cool one-handed warhammers.

   was swung by the pirates and hit the sailor's cheek with a hammer.

   As the Shadow Warhammer shattered, the sailor was beaten and rolled around in a circle, and when he landed, he passed out, and blood flowed from his mouth and his teeth were broken.

   "Uh, a little harder."

   A warhammer shaped by shadows appeared in Black's hands again. This time, he withdrew his power and launched hammer blows to the left and right, knocking the two sailors to the ground.

   Well, when capturing prisoners, there is nothing better than a blunt weapon.

   Hopefully they won't be left with the aftermath of a concussion.

  Pirates didn't intend to buy medical insurance or something from the goblins for their incompetent men.

   "There are a lot of people."

  Black knocked over ten sailors in a few seconds, and looked to the side again. Amid the shouts of several knights in heavy helmets, the panicked sailors had already gathered.

   They fear ghost ships.

   But the one who appears now is obviously not a ghost, this is a person!

very good.

   As long as it is human, it can be killed.

do not be afraid!

  We have the advantage of quantity!

   Although no one said it, this was what everyone on the deck thought.

   In the next instant, more than a dozen muskets were lit and fired at Blake.

The    projectile flew over and penetrated into the body of the pirate, but it seemed to have penetrated into a floating shadow.

   Shadow Cloak.

  Well, using this skill to deal with these sailors who are not even considered elite is a bit unethical, but what is it? Thick-skinned Blake, is still brewing a big wave.

   "Om"

  The scattered shadows boiled in the next second.

   There seemed to be more than a dozen Blacks attacking at the same time on the deck, and illusions were created in the flying shadows, which caused a dense "drumbeat" on the deck.

   During the flurry of shadows, afterimages appeared behind the sailors gathered around, and disappeared in the next second, and they fell to the ground one by one as if they were dead.

   Like a crop of wheat, it was swept away by a sickle.

   Those knights in heavy armor lasted a little longer, but it was also a little longer.

The shock of   's blunt-armed shadow warhammer against the heavy armor made them look like broken bottles.

   Amid the screams, within two seconds, he was knocked to the ground by the hammer for several consecutive attacks.

  The last warrior, the leader of the warriors, the young knight of the Waycrest family, Joan Creedon's helmet, was knocked away by an uppercut.

   He gritted his teeth and wanted to smash the warhammer in his hand at the shadow in front of him, but the next second when his wrist hurt, the warhammer in his hand was "disarmed" by Black.

  The warhammer spun around in the pirate's hand, and was clasped with five fingers again, and it struck the knight's head.

   "No! Prince Drake!"

"don't want!!"

   (end of this chapter)