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"Uh..."

Standing on the docks of Booty Bay, looking at the ghost ship that was far away in the mist, the Death Goblin let out a long breath.

"It's finally over."

Buddy. Moore's heart had long since stopped beating, but at this moment, he still felt extremely lucky, in one day, he used poison and brutal slaughter, he ransacked the entire treasure bay, and before Tyrion arrived, hastily completed the transformation of 3 ghost ships, in order to outline the blueprint of the future undead navy for the Darkblade Lord.

Although Tyrion had made it clear that the Sea Legion he had built would not be handed over to him in the future, the goblins were not disappointed, as he was adequately compensated, and as he thought, perhaps in the future, he would not need to join the Darkblade War again.

Unlike the other Death Lords, Buddy. Moore doesn't have much interest in killing and destroying, whether in life or after death, his obsession has never changed, and that is to make money! Earn more money! Become the richest goblin in the world!

And now, Buddy has taken a big step towards his future.

The Death Goblin watched the Great Lord disappear from the sea, and he turned his head to look at the dead silence of the treasure bay behind him, the goblin reached out and grasped the command knife at his waist, and a flash of pleasure flashed in his gray eyes.

"From today onwards, this city is mine!"

"No, it's mine!"

Another hoarse voice sounded behind Buddy, and the gray eyes of the resurrected rich man Rivigaz almost burst into flames, and he screamed:

"Buddy. Moore, you filthy private pirate, you don't want to take my money! ”

"Hey, hey, hey! My friend Rivi Gaz. ”

The goblin turned around, rubbed his hands together, and with a sly smile, he said to the original owner of Treasure Bay:

"The city is ours! Don't forget, you're now the second-in-command of the Darkblade Consortium, and we're all loyal to the Great Master, and what we need is not bickering, but cooperation! Cooperate! Do you understand? Build more ghost ships for your master and earn more money for both of us at the same time! Lo and behold, I have given you the best "gift"! ”

"You murdered me! You wretched! ”

The rich man screamed and was about to pounce and fight Buddy, but was soon trapped in place by the goblin Death Knight with the Death Grip, Buddy Shi looked at the angry Rivigaz, his gray eyes rolled, and whispered:

"Idiot! Death is not a punishment or a disaster, it is a blessing! Think about it, you don't need to waste any more time eating, you don't need to rest anymore, and use every minute to make money! ”

Buddy stretched out his hand and pointed to the dead city in front of him:

"Everybody in the city has received this blessing, you don't have to pay them anymore, you don't have to give them time off, think about it, how much you're going to save because of it!"

"What's more, no one dares to stop us, and the master's army is our most powerful support! As our masters gradually conquer this world, we will only accumulate money faster and faster... My friend, do you see that future? We will be the richest goblins. ”

Stimulated by these words, Rivigaz finally calmed down, he narrowed his eyes, and whispered:

"We will surpass the Rusty Water Consortium and the Hot Sand Consortium, we will trample them underfoot... We'll become the trade prince of the Darkblade Consortium and humiliate Gary Vickers with infinite wealth, oh... Maybe, maybe you have some truth in what you said. ”

The rich man pondered for a moment, he tilted his head to look at Buddy, whose face was full of false smiles, and Rivigaz snorted:

"So what are you waiting for? Let go of me, idiot! Wake up those "asleep" guys, those lazy guys have been sleeping all day! You know it's going to make me... Well, how much money do we have to lose! ”

Buddy shrugged his shoulders, his hand commanded, and the rich man was freed, the latter rubbed his wrist, stepped forward, and smashed a punch on Buddy's cheek, the goblin death knight's face was smashed to the other side, but the next moment, Rivigaz patted him on the shoulder:

"This punch is because of the one you stabbed me... Next, my partner, it's time to join forces and make money! ”

"Bang

The scorching winds of the South China Sea push the waters to lap the shores, gathering wealth from both continents, and this golden route of Azeroth will never sit idle, and there are so many people who depend on it for their livelihoods, pirates, merchants, and the sea of gold coins that attract countless people to join it, like the open mouth of a beast under the sea, and it will not stop swallowing until it is fully satisfied.

The goblins have not only established a commercial port in the south of the Eastern Kingdom, they also have their own ports on the southernmost coastline of the Kalimdor continent, these little men who chase wealth will never give up even the slightest possibility of making money, in fact, behind the routes carved up by pirates on the South China Sea, there are also faintly standing the figures of several major goblin consortia.

These little men, in the vast expanse of the South China Sea, played a cruel game with their lives, until a powerful force swept through this place and wiped them out in one fell swoop.

But so far, everyone in this deadly game has felt very happy.

"Bang"

A dilapidated dinghy leaned against the harbor on the edge of the hot sand harbor, and several mysterious figures with hoods stepped down from the dinghy and quietly blended into the crowd, without attracting anyone's attention, this commercial city built on the edge of the desert was a little more prosperous than Treasure Bay, full of white shade gauze, made of sand, cool underground houses, dates from the depths of the desert, and precious drinking water like gold.

Merchants carry their goods on their camels and board ships going back and forth to the sea, vendors hawk along the streets, fireflies sit lazily at the door chatting, and all kinds of snacks, and the whole city is blown by the hot wind of the desert, and there is a strange smell of gold.

A 30-minute journey west of the port is Kakison, a satellite city of the port, which is also a goblin city, with some of the best taverns, casinos and all the places to enjoy in the south of Kalimdor, and after crossing the sea, sailors are happy to spend every copper plate in their pockets, and it is said that the hot sand consortium of Kakisen also provides loans and gladiatorial arena business, and it can only be said that these goblins will indeed make money.

"You're not going to turn this place into a dead place, are you?"

Chromie with a black hood sits on Karen the Minotaur. On the shoulders of the cape, looking vigilantly at Tyrion behind her, she asked in a low voice:

"You're not going to do that, are you?"

"It depends on my mood."

Tyrion reached out and pulled his hood down, whispering:

"A plague can easily destroy this place, and I don't even need to do it myself, but don't worry, my friend, I don't have that much spare time to trouble these merchants until I'm done."

The Death Knight's gaze swept over the bustling streets around him, looking at the noisy crowd, and he shook his head:

"They're not the soldiers I need, they're worthless."

"Good."

Chromie nodded, she grabbed Karen's horns, this old fur dog was pulled up, and he really became a junior knight, and Tyrion thought he had some potential, so this time he came to Kalimdor from the eastern continent, and brought this minotaur with him, of course, mainly to drive ships, pilot and act as Chromie's "mount".

After all, the appearance of a dwarf in Hot Sand Harbor is somewhat noticeable, and it is known that the two most intelligent races in Azeroth, the gnomes and the goblins, do not have a good relationship.

"Come with me, Kenoz is waiting for us."

Dressed in a white, cool robe, Sephir was indeed eye-catching, but unfortunately, the two men who accompanied him were already dead, and the beauty of his appearance could no longer attract them.

Led by Sever, Tyrion and Chromie soon arrive at a tavern in the dark alleys of Hot Sand Harbor, which is not doing well, and according to Tyrion's observations, it is probably because the wine here is inferior with water, and of course, they are not here to drink.

At the edge of the dimly lit tavern hall, a High Elf in a golden robe was sitting there, his appearance was no different from that of the High Elves, his whole body exuded an aura of no one to enter, his face was indifferent, and from time to time he swept the door of the tavern with his yellow snake eyes, it was obvious that it was the person Tyrion wanted to see.

"Mr. Kenoz, he's coming."

Sephir stood at the table with a hint of respect, but Chromie and Tyrion sat unceremoniously across from Kenoz, and the eyes of the three of them collided in an instant, and Sephir could even feel a spark between those gazes.

"Krodom, I knew that this kind of thing always had something to do with you."

The powerful Time Keeper moved his fingers and glanced at Chromie, who was sitting opposite, and he whispered:

"You're always restless, you're the restless one."

"It's probably because I have a boy's name."

Chromie played with the wooden wine glass in his hand, and his shrill words were somewhat angry: "Isn't that the name you old guys gave me?" Maybe you got drunk on the day you named it. ”

This unrelenting sarcasm embarrassed Kenoz, who quickly skimmed the topic and looked away from the bronze dragon thorn and placed it on Tyrion, the Death Knight sitting quietly in his seat, sipping from the inferior rum with a blank face.

Kenoz observed Tyrion, and after a moment, he spoke:

"You're a mistake! A bug that should have been cleaned up a long time ago! ”

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kenoz, it was my mistake and I neglected..."

Sephir, who was standing on the side, hurriedly admitted his mistake in a low voice, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Tyrion, and the Death Knight raised his head and calmly looked at the Guardian of Time in front of him, and he said in a low and empty voice:

"Don't beg him, Sephir, you're not his dog, you need the scraps under his feet to survive."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes as he looked at the Time Keeper in front of him, and he poured the last sip of wine into his mouth and said:

"What do you think you are? Put a big guy in front of me? Deathwing didn't even scare me, and the price it did was this: I threw it into the Twisted Void, so you think you can scare me? Let me kneel before you and beg for mercy? ”

"Bang"

The wooden cup in the Death Knight's hand was corroded by death energy and turned into sawdust all over the ground, he looked at Kenoz and whispered:

"Do you know, 3 days ago, I just drained the blood of a dragon king's body, maybe, you want to try that taste too, Chromie is not the first rebel to pass through the end of time, you are... Am I right? Kenoz, you posing guy, have also sneaked a glimpse into that future! ”

Kenoz didn't respond, didn't get angry at Tyrion's provocation, didn't regret being exposed, just quietly looked at the Death Knight in front of him, and after a moment, he added:

"So what? I have seen a hopeless future, it does not mean that I am going to be with you to deceive the Lord of Time, I am loyal to the Bronze Dragon Legion, I will not do that. ”

Hearing this, Chromie slammed up from her chair, her hands propped up on the table, and she stared at Kenoz without fear:

"And what are you asking us to come here for? Are you going to denounce us? ”

"I'm just here to tell you that no deception can hide from the king of time, the timeline is a net, the king of time is beyond this net, sooner or later he will notice that this is no longer a normal node, you are just doing useless work, that's all."

Kenoz stood up, dropped a gold coin on the table, straightened his robe, and looked like he was going to leave.

"What you did in the past, I can act as if I didn't see it, but don't cross the line again, it's for your good."

A golden door shone behind Kenoz, and he turned as if he had pushed open the door, beyond which was an endless stream of starlight, and the moment he stepped through it, Tyrion picked up another cup and said in a deep voice:

"It won't work to deceive Nozdorm, even if you can deceive it for a while, you can't deceive the truth forever, but fortunately, we don't intend to deceive it at all, we have to do something else."

"Huh?"

Kenoz turned his head, and his cold eyes twinked with playfulness: "So, tell me, what are you going to do?" ”

"Bang"

The golden disc was tossed on the table, spun rapidly, Kenoz's eyes widened at this moment, and the Death Knight raised his head and drank the inferior liquor as he stretched out his fingers and pressed against the spinning golden disc.

"Well, the plan is simple... Let's fix it! ”

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