Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 99 9. Slaughter Is The Best Medicine

Chapter 99 9. Slaughter is the best medicine

Red Blackhand, who was taking care of his younger brother in the cabin, got the news of the attack, so he rushed to the poop with his saber in hand.

He glanced around, and there was a large strand of gray mist coming from behind the sea that was originally illuminated by the sun.

The gentle sea wind also seemed to become violent, blowing the sea surface with sudden waves, making the ship's ups and downs more wild, and the orcs of the Black Tooth Grinning Clan were thrown tottering on the deck.

While the entire sea surface was engulfed by the mist, it seemed that the gentle disguise had also been removed, from a quiet lady to a violent shrew all of a sudden.

"What's with this damn fog?"

Black Hand immediately realized that something was wrong. He grabbed the black-toothed helmsman who was manipulating the rudder next to him, and asked loudly:

"You didn't follow Boo Laike's direction? You got us off course?"

"No Chief, I've been pressing that damn human"

The helmsman wanted to refute, but seeing Reid's angry expression of wanting to choose someone, and his dark red eyes full of anger, he felt chills all over his body.

Under the chief's questioning, the helmsman finally stammered and replied:

"I didn't deviate too much, it's just that the warriors of the clan hate that human being, and I don't want to, Chief, but the clan threatened me that if I don't do it, I will be killed by them.

I only surreptitiously change course at night, Chief.

All the warriors in the clan didn't believe the human's nonsense, they all thought he was lying to us. They want to go back to the Eastern Continent and join the Great Chief."

"You idiots!"

When Red heard this, his heart suddenly became cold.

He kicked the helmsman on the waist and knocked the orc to the ground. The latter saw the fog spreading rapidly on the sea and knew that he had made a big mistake.

Dare not resist at all.

At this moment, Black Hand had the urge to raise the knife to kill this idiot, but he still retained a sliver of reason.

To be honest, Black Hand is also skeptical about the existence of those "dangerous pursuers" that Braike said. The reason why he cooperated with Braike is for the life of his brother and the heart of Gul'dan in the hands of humans. .

He also occasionally felt that Bo Laike was just making up some danger to scare them.

During this period of time, he noticed the signs of rebellion within the Black Tooth Grinning Clan, but he didn't specifically restrain it, and even had a dark mind, allowing his subordinates to set off a rebellion against Bu Laike.

Then take advantage of the opportunity.

But now the facts hit Reid like a slap in the face.

He glanced around, the fog on the sea spread very quickly, and within a few minutes, the surroundings of the ship were already wrapped in gray fog.

The sun is blocked.

It was like being thrown into a dark and cold cage. The calm sea surface became more and more violent. The whole ship was thrown up by the waves, like a toy, and was thrown into the waves again.

This impact caused a few unlucky people on the deck to be thrown into the sea. Their wailing was mixed with the sea wind, like a piercing symphony of doomsday.

"Sound the alarm! Get ready for battle!"

Red cursed, and shouted to several warlords around him, who immediately rushed into the cabin with their weapons in hand, kicking and kicking the resting orc sailors onto the deck.

And the orcs pushed the cannons on the two decks into the cannon positions and lifted the cannon coats.

In the midst of this chaotic battle, Red Blackhand rushed into the poop and strode towards the captain's cabin. At this moment, he had faintly heard the sound of the desolate horn coming from the mist.

Unknown enemies are approaching quickly!

"boom"

Black Hand kicked open the door of the captain's cabin, and saw Bu Laike and his dog-legged warlock Xieyan making something, and a noisy devil jumping around beside him.

"Bo Laike!"

The ship seemed to be hit by something at this moment, and it swayed violently. Reid grabbed the door frame of the cabin, stabilized his figure, and shouted:

"They are here! Think of a way!"

"No hurries?"

The pirate stood firmly on the swaying ship, holding the thing he had just finished in his arms as if he was walking on the ground. He looked back at Reid, and said in a low tone:

"Now you know you're in a hurry? Why did you go early? Do you still think I'm lying to you?"

"Now is not the time to talk about that!"

Of course Red knew the meaning of Laike's sarcasm, he gritted his teeth and said:

"If the ship is wrecked, you can't escape."

"Don't be so pessimistic."

Bu Laike threw the things in his arms to the evil eye of the warlock next to him.

He patted the remaining purple powder on his hands, and said to Black Hand:

"I may not be able to escape, but I will definitely persist longer than you, and I will meet the end of my fate after all of you idiots who don't obey discipline are dead.

Perhaps with enough sacrifices, death will be spared me. "

Hei Shou remained silent with a cold face.

He had already heard the screams of the orc warriors belonging to his own clan on the deck, and the shrill screams made his heart feel even colder.

This kind of pitiful scream like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered should not belong to the orcs, unless they really encountered an opponent that they could not resist at all.

They are being slaughtered!

"Black Hand, you don't know anything about those undead, but I know how to deal with them. If you and your people want to survive, from now on, whatever I ask you to do, do it honestly.

If you don't obey my captain's order again, everyone will finish playing together! "

Bu Laike pulled out Lantrisor's warblade from the magic bag, carried it on his shoulder, and said to Raid:

"Understand?"

Black hand clenched his fist, and after a few seconds, he nodded helplessly.

"Very good! I now appoint you as the chief mate of this ship. Your only task is to lead the group of idiots under your command to expel the Kvaldir undead on the deck and protect the mast."

Bo Laike put on the air of the captain and gave orders to Red:

"Then let all the gunners under your command who can fire must gather at every gun position on the deck.

I don't need them to aim precisely, I want them to shoot artillery barrages on both sides of the ship with the fastest firing speed, preventing the vrykul's dragon-headed assault boat from approaching the ship!

Those ghosts from Hell are afraid of fire

This is their only weakness. "

Red responded and asked again:

"After repelling them, break through?"

"No, stay where you are, stand firm and resist. Don't be afraid, there are no cannons on the Necromancer's ship, and they can't damage our hull."

The pirate glanced at the special solid shell held in the arms of Warlock Xieyan behind him, and said in a deep voice:

"I don't care how many casualties you pay, you must persist until the Nagfar comes within range of our artillery.

With Hablon manipulating the fog of Hell to cover the course, unless there are tidesages of the same level here, even if Dai Lin comes, they won't be able to break out of the encirclement!

What are you still doing here? First Officer Red, go to command the battle! "

Bu Laike kicked Reid's leg, the Blackhand Chief bared his teeth, but still held his saber, and rushed to the deck on the swaying ship.

Watching him leave, the human pirate grinned.

He turned to the evil-eyed warlock with fear shining in his eyes and said:

"Get a cannon, push it up on the poop, and wait for my order! Don't try to escape with the Shadow Gate, I didn't just say that to Red, Evil Eye.

In this fog of hell, you can't escape. "

After speaking, Laike ignored the warlock behind him, jumped into the shadows, and rushed to the deck with the Juggernaut Warblade on his shoulder.

At this time, the deck was already bleeding like rivers, and wailing was everywhere.

In the mist on both sides of the deck, there are huge bone hooks hanging from the sea surface on the side of the ship, and those half-titan undead with rusted war halberds and knives covered in seaweed barnacles howled and rushed onto the deck.

None of them were less than three meters tall, and the robust orcs looked like dwarfs in front of their eyes.

The power of these undead half-titans is completely crushing against the orcs.

The moment Laike jumped onto the deck, he saw a Kvaldir warrior wearing a horned helmet roaring wildly and swung his halberd, knocking down the three orcs in front of him with a cleave.

It's as easy as mowing grass.

The orcs blocked with the weapons in their hands, and they would also be cut down by the Vrykul necromancers with their weapons.

It would be less than five minutes since Kvaldir rushed onto the ship, and the orc corpses on the deck were already piled up all over the floor, and these vrykul undead were obviously familiar with naval battles.

The target they rush onto the ship is the mast.

But with Garona guarding the mainmast, as long as the vrykul necromancers approach, they will be attacked from the shadows by legendary assassins.

The thirty orc warriors of the Raiding Clan had been warned in advance. They were guarding under another mast, and their weapons were wrapped with oil-soaked cloth strips, and then lit with flames.

Like waving flames, this thing does great damage to the vrykul necromancers.

They also used a few cannons to stand around the mast, filling them with shotgun shells, and whenever a vrykul approached, they fired directly without aiming.

Those little grape-like cannonballs swept across the deck, taking down the tall vrykul necromancers and the inevitable black-toothed orcs.

Every shot leaves a disgusting residue of flesh and blood on the deck.

"swish"

The moment Laike landed on the deck, he locked onto a Kvaldir mist pirate at random, started his shadow step, and appeared behind the half-titan undead in an instant, slashing down with the master blade in his hand in an ambush posture.

In the powerful increase of Proudmoore's blood on the sea's full skill effect +1, Bo Laike's knife easily cut off the neck of the undead.

The latter was hacked to death for a moment, and no body was dropped.

The entire huge body seemed to collapse, dissipating in mist and collapsing like quicksand.

These guys are the dead products of Hell, they have already died, and naturally they will not die again.

When the body is defeated, the soul will return to the Nagfar, waiting for the next time to fight and plunder in the name of the Queen of Hell. This is the most difficult part of Kvaldir under Hela.

They, like demons, are nearly impossible to kill in the physical world.

So they have nothing to fear.

The Mist Pirate hacked to death by Bu Laike was still in the mood to laugh mockingly at Bu Laike, but the next moment, it couldn't laugh anymore.

"Do you really think that my title of 'Spirit Hunter' was bestowed by that lunatic Hela?"

Bu Laike swung his knife with a sneer, and slashed at the escaped mist soul. As the soul of Navikul screamed loudly, its spirit body was chopped off by the pirate.

In the next second, the familiar heat flowed into Laike's arms, making the pirate smile comfortably.

With the saber behind his back, he dexterously pulled out the Thrashing Blade and the Devil's Strike with both hands, and kept running towards another misty undead. After wearing the title of spirit hunter, his lethality against these undead was enhanced.

In less than three minutes, Bo Laike swept across half of the deck, seven or eight Vrykul necromancers died in his hands in the chaotic assassination.

The best part is that these dead spirits ushered in true eternal death under the knife of Bu Laike.

They have no chance of escaping back to hell.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time! You arrogant bastards who are just 'experience' in my eyes"

Taking advantage of the chaos, he hacked to death a half-titan Bu Laike. Holding his saber, he escaped into the shadows again. At the moment when the shadow suit covered his body, he wore a blindfold and showed a bloodthirsty smile.

"On my boat, under my knife, the pitiful majesty of Death can't protect you!"

"Come and experience the power of this destiny's spirit hunting, and use your pathetic deaths to please and strengthen me!"

(end of this chapter)

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