Chapter 658 211. Are you a member of the Shadow Council be ashamed

   Chapter 658 211. Are you a member of the Shadow Council? be ashamed

  The stinking pirate spent three days in the Warlock Tower, learning Gul’dan’s warlock magic without sleep.

   He was immersed in the ocean of evil knowledge and could not extricate himself.

   Don’t look at Black so leisurely these three days, but the whole of Tol Barad is very busy, because the huge wealth brought back from Dalaran by the undead pirates needs to be counted.

   Quartermaster Eudora pulled every guy in the entire fleet who could write and calculate, regardless of race or identity, into the fully enclosed foxman caravan camp.

  Because the account was too complicated, I finally asked the turtles headed by Kou Qiao to help.

   Each of these guys is an expert in accounting, and with their help, the process will go smoothly.

   A large group of people gathered together to calculate the account for three days, and Maim and the orc pirates also guarded the camp for three days.

   This kind of thing involving the interaction of large amounts of money can never be sloppy, not to mention that on an island where pirates gather, everyone is suspected of stealing!

  Therefore, every guy who goes in and out has to be searched! Lest they “accidentally” take away something they shouldn’t.

  The ancestor turtles also acted as treasure tasters while reckoning.

   Those pirates brought out of Dalaran, and the inconvenient artworks and strange things were bought by the rich turtle people on the spot.

   This kind of happy harvest, Le’s group of ancestor turtles have eaten a few more bowls these days.

   It is said that on the Booty Coast, Black’s good friend, the ruler of Booty Bay, the goblin tycoon Rivigaz formed the most powerful temporary fleet of goblins since the establishment of Booty Bay.

   came all the way to Tol Barad Island, ready to count the treasure on the spot, and then transport those glittering little cuties back to the goblin vault.

  Because the amount of wealth is so amazing, the goblins dare not even speak up, let alone hire mages to transport them through portals.

   In case any mage has a bad intention, that’s all.

   But no matter how much these treasures are, they have nothing to do with stinky pirates.

This money is only left-handed and right-handed between the goblin treasure house and the goblin chaebol in Booty Bay. After sending it back, it will be exchanged for various military supplies, which will be used to transform the first batch of six retired Kul Tiras warships that arrive in Stranglethorn Vale. .

After    there is a second batch of six ships, which have now entered the purchase and delivery process under the consultation of the “Albatross” business group and the Duke of Farreville, the great merchant of Kul Tiras.

The    side is also anxiously waiting for the money to arrive and pay, and the subsequent ship renovation is a large sum of money.

   In addition, Black also took the relationship of the pirate engineer Fotherg, and ordered another 60 goblin rotorcraft with the highest configuration in the engineering workshop in Booty Bay.

Even if the rich man Rivigaz gave a 15% discount to the pirate’s fleet transformation in the face of his “friendship” with Blake, it was still a large sum of money enough to make those luxurious kings heartbroken. spending.

   In this way, it is not bad to have one-fifth of the wealth that the pirates looted in Dalaran this time after completing so many expenses.

  The naval fleet is really not something ordinary people can afford.

   This still does not take into account the cost of building their own ships, and the salaries received by pirates from the fleet are far less than that of naval sailors.

   “No wonder the captain didn’t handle these, I feel distressed when I see it, even if these are not my money.”

   Quartermaster Eudora flipped through the ledger and looked at the income and expenditure, and a distressed expression flashed on the furry face of the fox pirate.

  It is also fortunate that the captain earned a lot of votes in Dalaran, otherwise so much money would have to be accumulated by pirates to loot and collect taxes in the North Sea. It would take at least ten years to save it.

   “The captain is indeed a capable man, a true legendary pirate! It is worth learning from all of us.”

   Eudora flicked her tail and sighed sincerely.

   She stretched a big lazy waist and glanced to the side. Maim, an orc wearing elf heavy armor, was swinging around with a dark and ferocious warhammer, as if he was experiencing the feel of a new weapon.

   That was sent by Old Garni from Blackrock Mountain this morning.

   It is said that the warhammer Reid forged for his brother at the Dark Iron dwarven artisan in Darkforge City was forged in imitation of their ancestral weapon “Hand of Darkness”.

   Of course, it can’t reach the quality of the legendary weapon like Black Hand.

   But the black iron dwarves’ forging technology is still trustworthy, and it is also a brutal warhammer of epic quality.

   However, Maim’s expression was a bit strange. He first grabbed the warhammer with both hands, and then swung it with one hand. It was a little difficult, but it was not impossible to swing it.

   “Are you blessed by Lennok, the bear of the north?”

   Eudora hid far away and asked curiously:

   “Are those temples of Loa built on the Forgotten Hills really useful? I think many pirates will go to kneel and worship, but very few people can actually get the blessing of power.

  I think they are all a bunch of bragging liars. ”

   “The bear of the north favors only warriors.”

   Maim, who had burn scars on his face, proudly raised his left arm and showed Eudora his growing muscles. He touched the holy symbol of Lennok on his chest again, and said proudly:

   “Before in the naval battle, I bravely challenged Daelin and his ship! Although I lost, Lennock still saw my courage, and it gave me a violent force called ‘Titan’s Grip’.

   I might also need a weapon. ”

   Maim glanced at the long-handled warhammer in his right hand, he rubbed his chin and said:

   “The black iron dwarves have good forging skills. I have to write a letter to my brother and ask him to order me another weapon from the dwarves, the battle axe.

  Heavy hammer breaks armor, battle axe cuts people!

   And he came out with the forging money, but he made a fortune in Lordaeron. ”

   “You’ve become cunning too.”

   Eudora flicked her tail and giggled like a dwarf.

   Standing on the table, she looked at the Thrashing Blade, which had some curling blades around her waist, and said to Maim:

   “Ask your brother to order me a Seiko sword used by the fox pirate captain, otherwise the financial aid to the orthodox tribes next month may be less due to ‘unexpected circumstances’.”

   “You cunning fox, what should I do? Butler Moros is back? Why did he bring an orc back!”

   Maim was talking to Eudora when he saw several skeleton warhorses galloping towards the pier.

   Black’s butler, Moros, was in front, surrounded by several Uncrowned Assassins, and in the middle of the cavalry was an orc who was tied to a horse and groaned.

   That guy seems to be injured and is wearing a very strange, clan-style leather armor.

   “That’s a female orc!”

   Eudora let out a weird laugh, she squinted her eyes and whistled at Maim, saying:

   “Female orcs are very rare here, why don’t you come and have a look?”

   “Hey, I’m not interested.”

   Maim raised the warhammer in his hand and said in a sonorous tone:

   “Women orcs or other women will only affect the rhythm of my battles. I feel like I’ve got a little bit of a sense of being a legend, and now I don’t have time to waste on these boring things.

  Stop talking, I went to Natul Furyclaw to wrestle to practice his fighting skills.

   Send someone to call me if something happens. ”

   After finishing speaking, Maim took out a magic rein from Reid, summoned a black Warg, and ran towards the dark forest.

   Eudora shook her head for a while.

   She looked at the mysterious female orc who was escorted by Moros to the Warlock Tower. She couldn’t help guessing the identity of that guy. If she could be sent directly to the captain, the background of this female orc must not be simple.

   Huhu, maybe the undead fleet will have another general.

A few minutes later, Moros led the prisoners to the tower and met Atumen, the “chief hunter” who was standing guard here. The undead hunter was cleaning the armor on his beloved BMW horse at midnight. Ross greeted him when he came over.

   They are all undead born in Karazhan, no matter whether they are alive or dead, they have friendship with each other.

   Atumen reminded in a low voice:

   “You’d better let this ugly female orc be decent for a while.

   As far as I know, the master has been a little irritable these days because he is addicted to magic. The warlocks came to ‘ask advice’ last night, but were driven out by the master with a terrifying magic.

   Those guys freak out.

  I just sent a target boat out to sea this morning, and the owner may want to test his new magic. ”

“Um.”

  Moros nodded, adjusted his clothes again, and looked back at the female orc who was pulled off his horse by the Uncrowned Assassins. The latter still had some wounds left on her body, but she could move on her own.

   “You heard what he said.”

  Moros said to the dissatisfied female orc behind him:

   “Be honest for a while, I angered the master to have hello fruit to eat.”

   “Hey, I came from the Shadow Council.”

   The black witch Hagatha adjusted the weird and evil beast bone helmet on her head, and she said in a proud tone:

   “In that place, people who are arrogant and stupid, and who don’t know how to see colors can’t live long. How to tout big people, I’m the best at it.

  Stop talking nonsense, let’s go.

   I have a strong desire to serve the evil captain of the undead fleet. ”

  The two walked into the sorcerer’s tower where only Blake was alone.

   They climbed up and soon came to the top of the tower.

On the semi-open platform, the unshaven Blake wears the tunic of the Corruptor, holds the medium staff of Uthalas Deadwind Reaper’s scythe for spellcasting, and hangs on his chest with the shadowy glow of Gul’dan. skull.

   He is adjusting his state. Behind him, with the help of the dark Atama crystal, the ethereal lord “The Obliterator” Zuramat, who has successfully completed the advanced step, is silent and reliable guard beside the master.

   Like a marshmallow in purple-black armor, the ethereal lord with weird blood-red eyes is always ready to use his tough shadowy body to resist the magic explosion that will be caused by the failure of spellcasting for the master.

   It has fended off several blasts of magic for Black over the past three days.

  The ethereal lords have very poor attack power, but they can be said to be the best among all the middle and lower level demons in terms of defense.

“Wait a mininute.”

   Black, who was brewing and looking for the feeling of casting spells, sensed the approach of Moros and a strange aura, and he casually said something in a hoarse and tired voice.

   The undead steward immediately stopped in place and stopped the female orc who wanted to flatter.

   The two of them, like the audience, watched Blake extract most of the thick magic power from Gul’dan’s skull, and circles of dark streamers swayed back and forth outside the pirate’s vestments.

   That scene was a bit fantastical and a bit evil, because Black was compressing the shadows to form burning flames, and then using very complex techniques to infuse these flames into a certain coordinate in the Twisting Void.

   is like injecting fuel into a rocket about to be launched.

   After ten seconds of infusion and preparation, Blake raised the black war sickle in his hand that let out bursts of soul mourning, and a scorching wind full of shadow magic blew abruptly on the platform.

The robes of    the curled Moros and the hair of the orcs whirled.

   As they raised their heads, a flame circle surrounding the sky was activated.

   is like an abruptly opened window, followed by a hellfire structure smashing into the material world from the twisted void, a demonic meteor burning with purple-black shadow flames, roaring and falling from the sky.

In the guidance and fine-tuning of the scythe in the hands of the pirates, it slightly changed its direction in the process of falling rapidly, bringing up a trail of purple-black flames across the sky, and finally hit it precisely in the morning and was placed on the sea outside the island. on the target ship.

  The ship was a Gilneas third-class battleship that was towed back. The Turtle Man’s repair shop confirmed that the keel of the ship was broken and had no repair value, so it was towed back by the pirates and used for waste.

   “Boom”

   At the moment when the two collided, a large piece of scorching shadowy flames exploded from the landing point, covering a small half of the hull in an instant.

   While smashing the deck of the battleship into a big hole, it also tore the link between the material world and the twisted void around the screaming and burning battleship.

  In the three small portals, a group of hellhounds and wild goblins rushed out howling, and continued to destroy the unmanned battleship.

   Under the gaze of Moros and the female orc Hagatha, the target ship turned into a mass of burning garbage after more than 20 seconds, and then sank little by little into the tumbling sea when it capsized.

   “The power is so-so, that is, the four-fold compound effect of bombardment, summoning, curse and burning is a bit interesting. I will ask Prince Farodis for advice another day, and then modify its mana model.

  The casting time is so long, it is too wasteful to throw one at a time.

   A series of demonic meteors falling from the sky is the magic I want to see! ”

  The smelly pirate was in a happy mood. He admired the extra “Hand of Gul’dan” in the Warlock professional skill of the translucent character card in front of him, and rubbed his chin with satisfaction.

   Three days and seventy-two hours of “research on scientific research”, after failing seven times, he finally learned Gul’dan’s proud magic.

   Coupled with the knowledge and blessing of the Demon Domination Amulet he had previously researched in Lordaeron, under Black’s gaze, he quietly added an “elite” interpretation to the back of his full-level Warlock profession.

   This means that Blake finally has to stop boasting.

   He is now a true “Master Warlock”.

   “Ah, the wicked and great Lord Black, your ‘Black Hand’ is really powerful!”

   Seeing Blake turn around, the witch Hagatha, who was still injured, immediately bent over and praised in a flattering and sincere tone:

“I have also seen the shameless Gul’dan use this magic to kill the human castle, but no matter from the power of magic, the strength of casting spells, or the elegance of his posture, that old and stupid orc warlock is far from being able to compete with you. On a par!

   He must have shamelessly copied your magic idea.

   Today, I can see such a great power of darkness with my own eyes, and I can kneel before this power of darkness and dedicate my humble loyalty to the undead fleet. It is really my honor! ”

   “Huh? You can talk like that, let me guess.”

  Black “looked” at the orc woman and said:

   “You must be from the Shadow Council, right? The warlocks in your place are famous for winking and speaking.”

   (end of this chapter)