Shadow Trails in Azeroth

(Additional update for your Canaan brothers——[11/15])

Bondo Bulk, the mechanical dwarf warlord who thrived in the chaotic era of Mechagon Island, obviously misjudged the balance of power between the enemy and ourselves.

But it's not his fault.

Except for the sentinels who are regularly sent to Kul Tiras to perform lurking and collecting supplies missions, the mechanical gnomes on Mechagon Island don't pay much attention to the rumors from the outside world.

They used their advanced technology to draw a circle for themselves. After there was no longer the risk of being invaded by foreign enemies, they hid on their own island and enjoyed peace like a prison.

However, considering that mechanical gnomes can generally live for a long time due to organ replacement, and there are only a small number of them, the resources on Mechagon Island are enough for them to use, and there is basically no need to worry about resource depletion.

They are all well-known as mechanical tech geeks, so it is understandable that they have such a closed-minded mentality.

However, the technological level of the mechanical gnomes is simply at the Zentraedi level compared to other civilizations in Azeroth. This creates the wonder of the mechanical gnomes being both developed and backward.

This also resulted in warlords like Bondo Big Block having almost no idea what the strong men in the outside world could do.

As mechanical gnomes who advocate technology and mechanical power, they have no interest in developing and strengthening personal force. They spend all their inspiration and energy on climbing the technology tree.

In fact, except for the previous urban riots, Mechagon has not had a war for thousands of years.

On this small island, the one with the most powerful force is King Mechagon. He is an out-and-out super strong, but even King Mechagon's personal force level is at most a high-level warrior. s level.

It is absolutely impossible for the king to kill the rough caveman in front of him one on one without using his own mechanical force.

Blake's act of killing the caveman king in two or three seconds was enough to shock the warlord Bondo for a whole year.

I actually still want to gather an army to take revenge?

What kind of arrogant idea is this?

This way, my lord.

Under the coercion of the sword in Black's hand, Bondo Bulk no longer showed the brutal and violent arrogance before, and now he would lead the way in the cave of the caveman king very submissively.

He wants to take Black to the depths of the Royal Nest, where his contraband is hidden.

Behind them at the cave entrance, the death of the caveman king has triggered a frantic counterattack by a group of royal nest guards.

But those big savage cavemen have no problem bullying the timid mechanical dwarfs with force. When facing a group of ferocious demons summoned by Blake, their so-called wild power is no more difficult than a cat with claws and fangs. deal with.

The crazy Clintland overwhelmed the formation and waved two magic steel battle axes to block the entrance of the cave. He kept raising and lowering the knives with his hands, while laughing maniacally and experiencing the pleasure of torturing vegetables and frying fish, while his eyes Not even blinking.

The rise of the big demon killer also summoned a large group of evil dogs to attack everywhere. These cruel demon beasts can be regarded as having sex today.

In just a few minutes, the entire royal nest was filled with the nauseating smell of blood.

Bondo Hulk didn't dare to look in the direction of the cave entrance. He was afraid that he would vomit after just one glance. Although the mechanical dwarf didn't eat anything, he could only vomit out some lubricating oil.

There is a very steep step here. Adults must be careful when coming down.

The mechanical gnome rubbed his hands and said something flattering to the expressionless Black behind him.

The Master Assassin snorted, jumped down, and followed the mechanical dwarf in front of him through a crack in the cave. There was actually a cave inside.

The deepest part of the caveman's lair is connected to a mountain cave, which is pitch black and surrounded by hanging light strips and small power sources assembled from high-energy batteries.

At the other end of the cave is a cave that slopes upward, and you can vaguely see the starlight.

The place here is quite big and unique.

When Blake stepped in, he immediately saw an air suppression unit suspended in mid-air by Bondo using chains and simple mechanical arms.

The outer armor of the thing has not yet been installed, and the parts and modules inside have not been assembled. However, according to Blake's entry-level engineering knowledge, it can be determined that the thruster of this thing has been assembled.

Judging from the scorch marks left on the surrounding area and on the ground, Bondo might have tested it a few times.

How did you get this thing? Didn't it say that only the king and the prince have the finished product of the air suppression unit?

The magic eyeball on Black's shoulder rotated and floated in front of Bondo's eyes. The penetrating pupils zoomed several times and stared into Bondo's eyes.

The mechanical dwarf's scalp felt numb as he watched.

He felt frightened.

Of course, it may also be caused by a loose shell on the back of the head and leakage of electricity. After all, it was hit hard just now.

Faced with Blake's problem, Bondo did not dare to hide it.

After all, my life is still in someone else's hands, so I can only answer cautiously:

Of course I can't get the finished product, my lord, before the riots in Mechagon City, the air suppression unit was the engineering achievement of the entire Mechanical Gnome.

All data and drawings about it are top secret, and a Yeluzi mechanic like me is not qualified to access those data.

But on the night of the riot, the whole city was in chaos.

Someone set a fire in King Mechagon's laboratory. I realized that was my only chance, so I took advantage of the chaos to bribe the Garbage Mistress, and slipped into the sewers of the Mechanical Hall from the Abyss garbage dump she guarded. .

He took a blueprint of the prototype and the king's spare aircraft control center module and escaped.

This aircraft was polished and assembled by myself after picking up scraps from the scrap iron mountain and the Diyuan garbage dump. You know, any high-tech technology seems unimaginable before seeing the finished product.

But as long as he has the design drawings in hand, any skilled mechanic can create a replica on his own.

Are every mecha dwarf as powerful as you?

Blake gave a thumbs up and asked in an appreciative tone.

Bondo was a little proud. After all, he had just seen Blake's destructive power with his own eyes. He felt honored to be praised by such a powerful person, so he snorted and said:

“Although my talent is not as good as those talented mechanics, the advantage is that I have been in the imitation business for most of my life. In terms of imitation and reference, there are very few people in Mechagon who are worse than me.

I am at your service, my lord.

I think you will definitely make use of my talents.

Ahem, we'll talk about this later.

Blake took a look at the blueprint that Bondo placed on the cave machine table and rolled it up. As Bondo watched with blood dripping from his heart, Black calmly put the roll of blueprints into his own pocket.

The pirate asked again:

How much weaker is the aircraft you saved yourself than the original one?

Well, this isn't finished yet, and I don't know.

Bondo knocked on his mechanical goggles, spread out his hands that were still sparking, and said:

However, I assembled it strictly in accordance with the design drawings, and the polishing accuracy of various internal parts was restored as much as possible. Due to the processing accuracy, the effect of this imitation is definitely not as good as the original, but it should be able to achieve at least 70% energy utilization.

And the lack of perfect internal imitation is not a big problem.

As long as they look exactly the same, that's fine.

Anyway, all I need is the deterrent effect of this aircraft on Mechagon Island. I don’t really need to fly it to fight, and I don’t even think about confronting the king.

If others don’t know, don’t I know?

The reason why Prince Erazmin, who is mentally ill, is still able to stabilize the situation is not because of how wise and powerful he is, nor because of how determined and powerful his followers are.

Purely because the king wanted to wait for his only foolish son to change his mind, he did not launch a full-scale attack after they escaped from the city.

Otherwise, just the mechanical army of the Electric Chip Transport Station and the powerful destructive power of the HK-8 air suppression unit with full firepower would be enough to push down that ridiculous Rustbolt Town.

The reason why the group of exiles who call themselves the 'resistance' is still alive is entirely because of the king's 'mercy'.

Having said this, Bondo Big Bulk spat rudely at his feet and said:

Of course, the king completely transformed himself and eliminated his humanity with his own hands. But long before that, the king had no 'mercy' to speak of.

I sneaked into his laboratory and stole the blueprints.

I have seen the king's next action plan. The rebels in Rustbolt Town kept scolding His Majesty Mechagon as a madman. But if they really knew what the king planned to do to the world, they would probably be frightened into having a data short circuit on the spot.

Well, you are indeed a talent. Did you save those two clockwork giants yourself?

Blake pointed to the two black steel clockwork giants at the entrance of the cave and asked. Bondo shook his head and said:

I picked it up from the shell crater when the prince's rebel army was fighting the king's army. The Titan on the left was put together from three wreckage.

The one on the right is awesome.

I used the remains of seven giants to build this one.

Alas, it's a pity that the island is now in chaos. If it were a peaceful time, if I just picked up two clockwork giants and handed them over to the king, I would have a mechanical laboratory of my own.

Don't be so pessimistic, Bondo, my dear friend, you can still have your own mechanical laboratory now.

Blake suddenly changed his tone.

He put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard on his waist, pulled out the spring-loaded mechanical chair next to him and sat on it. He put his pipe in his mouth and hooked Bondo again.

The disarmed mechanical dwarf gang warlord timidly walked over and heard Black say to him:

I found that my previous view of you was wrong. You are not just a hopeless 'Wasteland Warlord'. In fact, you are indeed vicious and arrogant, and you have a little wild boy who does not match your abilities. Heart.

Well, it doesn’t mean that you are not capable enough!

Do you understand?

I mean, you are so capable! It's enough for you to pursue greater goals, rather than remaining on the hopeless island of Mechagon, limiting your talents in this small world.

You said you were willing to serve me?

Uh-huh!

Bondo nodded vigorously.

I don’t know what I’m thinking in my heart, but at least my expression is sincere and serious.

No, I can't accept you.

Blake pretended to regret and shook his head and said:

I have decided to have a good relationship with Prince Erazmin. Due to some other reasons, if I change my position and accept you now, many of the preparations I made before will be in vain.

I personally hate this waste of resources invested upfront.

but

Don't despair, I can introduce you to another job, one more suitable for an unsympathetic evil dwarf like you who only wants to climb up.

The pirate elegantly took out his usual notebook from his luggage, summoned a magic pen, wrote and drew on it, and finally tore off the paper and folded it.

A small warlock magic was released above.

He handed the paper to Bondo.

explain:

“Take it to the South China Sea.

Find a pirate and ask him to take you to the commander of the cursed fleet, a loser named Gaboa. His business has just opened, and now he is frantically looking for talents from all walks of life.

Believe me, you are the kind of 'chaos genius' he needs most.

You can get everything you need from him, and you can get power that is a hundred times crazier than the wildest imagination in your little mind.

Work hard at his place.

When you get rich in the future, don’t forget my kindness for letting you go and my kindness for introducing you. If I unfortunately fall into your hands in the future, remember to let me go.

On this piece of paper, there is a letter I wrote to my good-for-nothing friend Gaboya.

It contains some tips on what he should do next. Help him do that thing well, and you will gain the supreme authority on this sea.

Bondo Bulk took the letter.

He actually didn't care at all.

He also had absolutely no intention of following the advice Black gave him, but when the form was stronger than the person, Bondo behaved very humbly.

He was about to curse and swear that he would do a good job, but he saw Blake clenching his fist in front of him.

The pirate's magic eye stared at him.

Asked:

Are you ready?

Well?

Before Bondo could react, Black punched him.

This tidal blow was activated instantly, and when the fist hit Bondo's metal-reinforced skull, a loud sound of tidal surge surged back and forth in the brain of the mechanical dwarf.

It made him feel that what little brain he had left was going to be messed up by this strong hand splitting the skull.

The mechanical dwarf flew out without a word, hit the wall and fell to the ground. He was completely unconscious. The anti-coma module and the automatic defense program were meaningless in the face of such a penetrating blow.

Black sneered and lifted up the Bondo block, which was like a puddle of mud.

He flicked the mechanical dwarf's crisp skull and said:

Of course I know you won't follow the path I arranged for you. You scoundrels like you who have no understanding of power always want to bargain.

But you know, poor guy.

I am a prophet, I have insight into everything, I arrange my present according to the future I see, and then use my current actions to determine my future in this ever-changing world.

I have made a prophecy for you, and you should act accordingly.

If you don't follow the path I have arranged for you, you will soon have nowhere to go. A tool man should have the consciousness of a tool man, right?