"Dangchang"

The delicate crystal pendant smashed to the ground, and sharp shards 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, he shook his head:

"Hell, this is my favorite shirt."

Before he finished speaking, the second step backwards made his delicate deerskin boots step on the blood behind him, making a disgusting sound, and this time, the expression of the death goblin was even more ugly.

That's right, that's his favorite shoe too.

Compared with the depressed appearance of a year ago, Buddy today. Moore was dressed in a lot of fashion, tailor-made captain's robes, tricorne hats, sharp command knives, ornaments with tassels, and eight fingers full of gems, and it would be hard to tell that this guy was actually a dead man if it weren't for the cold gray eyes in the goblin's eyes.

After more than 3 years of pirate experience, the goblins have amassed an unimaginable fortune and accumulated a trace of majesty.

And now, he looked indifferently at the twitching body under his feet, it belonged to his compatriot, the goblin rich man Rivigas, the controller of the Hidden Treasure Bay.

The rich man was pierced through the heart from behind in the most desperate terror, and the death that escaped from the abyss was crushing the neck of Rivigaz little by little, and the rich goblin with a lot of money, the owner of the Treasure Bay, reached out frantically and grabbed Buddy. Moore's pants.

"You promised, no... Take my... Money! ”

Rivigaz said with difficulty, his eyes full of anger and despair, he longed for help, but was overwhelmed by Buddy. Moore kicked him mercilessly.

"Fuck off! I don't want your money, I want your life, your soul, your existence, your everything! ”

"Bang"

Rivigaz's body fell on the deck of the Crimson Sword, and the moment the rich man's eyes were completely darkened, he saw Karen, the tall minotaur lying on the rotten deck, his eyes no longer breathed of life, and beside him, there were circles of activated undead conscription circles.

Rivigaz cursed the assailant with the last of his strength, but at the end of his life, all he saw was a pair of gray, dim, merciless eyes, which should have been a pair of goblin eyes, which should have shone with the light of gold coins, but now, the light of gold coins was still there, but unfortunately, it had been decorated by death.

After doing all this, Buddy turned his head to look at Nasa behind him, the Blood Warden was trimming her nails with a dagger, and her eyes were on Buddy. Moore.

Those blood-red eyes always make the death goblin feel uncomfortable, of course, he is also given power by death, he also has an army of undead pirates who are obedient to him, what really makes him afraid is not the blood elf in front of him, it is standing behind Nassar, the shadow, that kind of shadow, that kind of shadow, let the goblin sniff it, he will feel suffocated.

Even if the dead don't need to breathe anymore.

"I feel it, you seem to be scared?"

Nasa stared at the Death Goblin in front of her, the most non-existent member of the Knights of the Darkblade, and she asked in a low voice:

"What are you afraid of? Shouldn't you feel honored that the Great Lord of the Dark Blade has traveled thousands of miles to see you? ”

The hoarse voice made Buddy tremble again, but soon, he calmed down, after all, he was a great pirate who had been in the South China Sea for more than 3 years, he had learned to suppress fear with reason, he coughed lightly, and the sharp voice of the goblin had disappeared, replaced by a hoarse and deep voice characteristic of the dead.

"I failed to complete the task my master told me."

Buddy whispered:

"The form of the South China Sea is too complicated, and even if there are dead people fighting for me, I will not be able to fully control the route for 3 years... In fact, even a third of the route could not be controlled, and the advantage of the undead in naval battles was weakened to the extreme..."

"Are you exculpating yourself? Are you trying to convince yourself? ”

Nassa's eyes became playful:

"Do you think he'll listen to you? We fought in Draenor, and at the Hellfire Peninsula, he gave an order, and even though hundreds of thousands of undead paid a heavy price of nine-tenths, the demons who poured out of the nest were trapped on the peninsula, fulfilling the requirements of the Great Lord, and until the end of the war, the demons could not break through the defense of the garrison legions..."

"Buddy, you're spending too much time running your own business! Money, how much money have you earned in the past 3 years wielding the power he has given you? Tell me, can this money save your life at this moment of final judgment? ”

Nassa whispered in the ear of the Death Goblin:

"You're probably the first of us to really lose, you're going to be a shame, and frankly, I'm looking forward to seeing you end."

"I'll make amends!"

The death goblin gritted his teeth and said:

"Help me hold on for a day! One day is good... I'll fix it all! ”

"Remedy?"

Nassa snorted:

"Why should I help you? Buddy, our relationship isn't that good yet, is it? Besides, what remedy are you going to take? ”

The death goblin glanced back at the bustling treasure bay behind him, he looked down at the goblin rich man Rivigaz who had stopped convulsing, a hideous killing intent flashed in Buddy's eyes, he gritted his teeth and said to Nasa:

"I will prepare an invincible sea legion for my master!"

"Huh? Where is it? ”

The Blood Warden looked back, and she shrugged:

"I didn't see anything."

The goblin didn't answer the question, he just looked at Nasa with his cold gray eyes, he looked left and right, and lowered his voice:

"As for what I can give you, Nassa, your position in the Knights of the Darkblade is also awkward, even if the Master Mother joins you, the number of Blood Warden and Sarein is always a hard wound, in a sense, the two of us are actually in the same position."

"We are weak, we are weak compared to the trusted Glokush and Rogrio, compared to the little hooves and birds of the Commanding Legion, our presence, our meaning, can no longer keep up with the needs of the Darkblade."

The death goblin subconsciously rubbed his hands, this action destroyed what little majesty he had, and made him become philistine and obscene again, and he whispered:

"And I, I know that the transformation of the Blood Watcher is difficult, it has to be female, and it can sense the shadows, but I know that there is a place where there are not only elves who are suitable to be watchers, but most importantly, they all have an incurable addiction mixed in their bodies! A thousand times stronger than the High Elves' addiction! ”

"Convey my request to the Blood Lady, and I am sure she will help me! The number of Sarein and the Warden will rise dramatically, and the Blood Elves will become indispensable members of the Knights of the Darkblade! And I... I just need time! That's it. ”

A thoughtful glint gleamed in Nassa's eyes, and a moment later, the Blood Warden nodded slowly as she stared at the Death Goblin.

"One day, let's say okay, so be it."

With that, Nassar's figure disappeared into the dark deck of the Crimson Sword, and Buddy stared at the place where the watcher had disappeared, and he let out a long breath as he drew the command knife at his waist, and between the glitter of necromantic runes, the mutilated soul was once again recalled into the body of the deceased.

The rich man Rivigaz and the Blackwater pirate commander Karen. Cape staggered to their feet from the deck, staring blankly at the changes in their bodies until Buddy, the goblin of death, walked toward them.

"I need you to gather all the living in Treasure Bay!"

Buddy. Moore looked at his new subordinate, he took out a bottle of black liquid from his bosom, handed it to the rich man Rivigas, he squinted his eyes and said:

"Especially the Blackwater pirates and those who can fight, bring them together... Go for it, brothers. ”

Behind him, under the deck of the Crimson Sword that had been decorated with countless corpses and bones for three years, a pair of blood-red eyes suddenly lit up. Moore is also a death knight, although he is not competent, but he does not lack the power that a death knight should have.

In the daylight, the Crimson Sword set off again, and the fog that had been wrapping around the battleship became thicker and thicker, and in the mist, a pair of greedy, indifferent eyes stared at the iconic goblin sculpture of Hidden Treasure Bay, like a beast that had seen its prey.

"I'll take the last copper plate in the city... Those who remain, all that remains, should dedicate their strength to the cause of the Great Master! ”

"So we're going to the Valley of Thorns?"

A few days later, Aurelia returned to the Twilight Forest, where she had led the Blood Warden and Mavi's Warden into a fought, but the proud Windranger didn't think it was because her soldiers weren't strong enough, saying that her opponents had the numerical advantage.

They only have a numerical advantage.

And in the face of his lover's inquiry, Tyrion shook his head:

"The Valley of Thorns is full of savage trolls, and there is a dark force hidden in the ancient city of Gulabash, it's not a good place, we won't stay there, we're going to another continent."

"Kalimdor?"

Aurelia blinked in surprise, she glanced back at the shadows behind her, there was nothing, but the keen senses of the Windranger told her that during these days of travel, there were definitely not easy to mess with behind her, two!

She grabbed her husband's wrist worriedly, and she whispered:

"The Lords of Death have all returned to Draenor, it will take a while to recuperate from the dragon's blood, you are not in your most complete state, I don't think you should take the risk at this time."

Of course, she knew what Tyrion was going to do, and the Great Lord of the Darkblade would never hide his actions from her, and because of the secrecy of this trip, only the husband and wife were walking alone in the twilight forest, wearing long hoods and riding camouflaged skeleton horses, like a passing traveler couple.

Tyrion patted his wife on the shoulder, signaling that she shouldn't be nervous.

"It's just an easy journey, believe me, Aurelia, it's not as difficult as you think, and we still have the killer weapon in our hands, and we can't wait any longer, the timeline is changing more and more rapidly, the inherent fate is collapsing much faster than I thought, we must take the initiative of the war into our own hands!"

As he spoke, the Death Knight turned his head to look into the depths of the Twilight Forest, where, between the dark forests, there was no light, as deep as night, but this could not stop the elves' sight, and he could even look far beyond the forest, and the Elwin Forest on the other side of the river, which was the core area of the Stormwind Kingdom's rule.

"Let them live happily and contentmently."

The Death Knight whispered:

"The last tranquility before the cataclysm is always so beautiful and deadly, that these people who are blinded by the illusion of peace do not yet know what they are about to face... The war never stopped, it broke out in the unseen corners around them, without a trace but in full swing. ”

As Tyrion finished speaking, he fell silent again, and Aurelia looked in the same direction, nearly a kilometer away, on the farms of the Elwyn Forest, where the hard-working farmers had no idea what kind of presence was staring at them.

They bask in the peace portrayed by the king.

Aurelia grabbed the reins of her horse, and she said:

"So the living life, the life knights who have gathered together for survival are pitiful."

They often do stupid things, and the stupidest thing is that no one wants to know the truth, even if the wise and the prophet have given warnings of the end times. People are happy to continue their lives in peace, allowing the silent sword to pierce the sky overhead. ”

A moment later, the sound of two horses stomping on the ground broke the quiet darkness around them, and the two black knights walked away, leaving only a few words that haunted the land.

"This will be the Kingdom of Stormwind, and it will be the last good time for the whole 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 Graveyard of Nighttown... We've found traces of that sword! ”

"Huh? Which one? ”

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