Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Red Blackhand.

The chief of the Black-Toothed Smiling Clan is very young and has a strong body. He really seems to have inherited the fine blood of his father, Black Hand, the first generation chief of the tribe.

Blackhand is a legendary warrior.

His two sons are still young, but not bad either.

At this moment, when he saw Blake's sinister and terrifying smile, he instinctively clenched his fists and launched a counterattack against Blake in front of him.

But Blake's reaction was more direct. He grabbed the Juggernaut's Blade beside him and put the blade against the neck of the severely burned Maimu Blackhand.

As long as Red makes the slightest move, his brother will be stunned.

This action made Red Blackhand calm down in an instant.

After his father died in the Black Hand War, Maimu became his only relative. He could not sit back and watch his brother die in front of his eyes.

Despicable Alliance dog!

Red clenched his fists and shouted in accented human language:

Let go of my brother! Come at me if you dare!

Stupid tribal pig! Your brother is about to die. See what you did to your brother?

Blake shrugged and said casually:

You just let him lead people to chase Gul'dan. I seriously doubt that you hate your brother. Otherwise, why would you let him die?

Shut up!

Red yelled angrily:

Stupid human being, you know nothing about glory!

Glory? Are you talking to me about glory?

Blake curled his lips disdainfully and said in a deep voice:

Dahl. The Triple Blood Blade died in my hands, and Gul'dan was killed by me myself. My souls will be sent to hell by me. Two legends were killed by me!

You only kill weak and dirty orcs, do you deserve to talk about glory with me?

Shut up!

Red Blackhand, I'm just giving you a chance to save your brother and restore your family's reputation. If you don’t want it, then I don’t mind taking away your useless soul here!

Trust me, I don't even have to do it myself.

The friend next to me, the legendary assassin Ms. Garona, who has no good feelings for you orthodox orcs at all, will be happy to kill you for me!

The pirate held the Master's Blade and looked disdainfully at Red Blackhand, who was breathing heavily and with a humiliated look on his face. Garona also cooperated and pulled out the Kingslayer dagger and turned it around in her hand.

When Black saw Red surrendering, he laughed and said faintly:

Look carefully at the situation you are facing now, Red.

Give you three seconds, calm down, don't be as ignorant and fearless as a child, and then listen to the terms I will offer you.

Snapped

A strange thing was thrown in front of Red Blackhand.

It was something like a heart specimen, a heart of darkness that was filled with evil energy and even crystallized, completely stripped from the corpse.

There is no dirty feeling on it, and you can feel the evil magic power emanating from it without much carving.

That is Gul'dan's heart.

It was one of the good things left behind after the Great Warlock's body was corrupted by evil energy. The Skull of Gul'dan and the Eye of Gul'dan were both collected by Black.

Now this Heart of Gul'dan is the only mark that can prove that Gul'dan is truly dead.

I know that you came out to sea because Orgrim Doomhammer gave you the order. The warchief learned about Gul'dan's betrayal and was furious.

But he wanted to evacuate with his tribe.

He didn't have time to execute the traitors himself, so he sent you two brothers as sacrifices.

Pirate Black was now leaning on Lantreso's Master Blade, looking at Red, and said:

I guess Orgrim didn't expect you two brothers to succeed at all, he just felt the hatred in your hearts for Gul'dan.

You hate that Gul'dan took advantage of your father and used Blackhand as a puppet chief, allowing him to lead the tribe into Azeroth to plunder and start war.

You hate the Shadow Council for completely ruining the glorious past of the Black Hand family. You two ignorant young people are still trying to rebuild the glory of the Black Hand.

But I also know that you two are just pretending.

You hate Orgrim as much as you hate Gul'dan.

The pirate laughed.

He mercilessly revealed what the Blackhand brothers were thinking, and glanced at the seriously injured Maimu Blackhand, but his statement was not denied by Red Blackhand.

Apparently, he was right.

this thing!

Blake pointed to the Heart of Gul'dan lying on the ground and said to Red:

As long as you take this thing back to Orgrim, it will prove that you two brothers have wiped away the shame of the Black Hand family and successfully killed the great traitor Gul'dan.

As long as you bring it back, you will instantly gain a reputation beyond your imagination in the old tribe.

It can even help you regain the position of chief of the Blackstone clan from Orgrim, and you can even rebuild the orthodox tribe in your heart.

But I won't give it to you so easily.

As I said just now, I need you to take your black-toothed grinning orcs and follow me to the sea, to a place you have never been to.

Then help me fight!

I know you are reluctant, but you have to do it.

Because your brother's life is in my hands!

The pirate said angrily:

Maim Blackhand's fate ends here. I will treat him and he will become my hostage. I will warn you, stupid boy, not to mess around. Mr. Reid, don't show such a dissatisfied expression.

Blake spat on the ground beside him and said in a gentle tone:

Orgrim is destined to lose, and it won't be long before you hear the news of the Horde's defeat.

The Alliance will not let you go.

Orgrim thought you could occupy the southern border and continue to recuperate, but let me tell you! If you fail, you will be driven back to where you came from by the angry Alliance troops.

The Horde will soon fall apart, and the orcs who invade Azeroth will be doomed.

But that's a good thing for you, your stupid orcish mind can't think of this, so let me plan it for you.

The age of careerists is coming, Red.

After the defeat of Orgrim, the orcs had nowhere to go and needed new leaders, just like the days before your father became Warchief.

You can gather them together to form a pure tribe of your imagination, without the overhead of the Shadow Council!

It's all up to you!

You will succeed your father and become the King of the Orcs!

Blake stopped talking and glanced at the change in Red's expression. The son of the Black Hand's expression was quite subtle at this time, showing a suspicious expression of half-belief and half-disbelief.

He was probably guessing why Blake, a human, would say this to an orc like him.

The two were supposed to have a life-and-death relationship, but the future outlined by this human being in front of him made Red's mind wander.

You're excited!

The pirate grinned a malicious smile.

He laughed, stretched out his hand towards Red Blackhand, and said:

You don't have to believe me, it's up to you, you don't have to cooperate with me, just leave now, take your orcs with you, and return to the Eastern Continent empty-handed except for a humiliating failure.

Guess, how will Orgrim treat you, a loser, at that time?

Gee, I guess you thought you had a choice before.

But let's face it, Red, you don't have a choice.

What I give you is an offer you can’t refuse!

Having said this, Blake showed a cold smile, lifted the blade of the sword in his hand to Maimu's neck, and said with full malice:

If you really can't convince yourself, you might as well regard this as a coercion. I threaten you with your brother's life. In order to protect your brother, you have to cooperate with me.

Look, what a good reason, I brought it to you.

Red Blackhand glanced at Black, and then looked behind him. The legendary assassin Garona was crossing her arms and looking at him with a dead look.

That cold gaze made Reid's heart sink.

He has great talent, but he has not grown up in the end. With his current strength, against Garona, he will probably be killed by the legendary assassin in less than ten moves.

Where are you going?

Red quickly convinced himself.

He glanced at the Heart of Gul'dan on the ground, and with anger in his heart, he asked without raising his head:

Who are you going to fight again?

You don't have to know!

Blake put away his sword, pointed at the coastal battlefield in front of him, and said:

I will serve as the navigator and guide you forward. The Blacktooth Grinning Clan's ability to pursue Gul'dan across the sea proves that you are the best sailors among the orcs.

You still have enough ships.

On the other coast are supplies left by the Stormrage clan.

As long as you and I cooperate, we can reach our destination in less than half a month. At that time, we only need to fight on land, on the battlefield you are most familiar with.

I can even guarantee you that as long as you drive the boat fast enough and are obedient enough, not even one person in your clan will die!

When this is all over, I will keep my promise and give you the Heart of Gul'dan and your brother.

It's that simple.

Okay, now hand over your valuables and go gather your tribe. There is no time to delay. We will set off in an hour!

Since we agreed to cooperate.

Red stood up and picked up his sword from his hand. He glared at Black with disgust and said:

Why do you want me to hand over something valuable?

You may not realize it, but I'm a pirate, my friend.

Black said to Reid seriously:

Do you understand the rules? If you want to buy back a life from a pirate, don't you need to pay me? I want to help you treat your seriously injured brother. Don't you charge for the treatment?

You're an orc killer, and a hero of the Alliance wants to become a pirate?

Reid said in a strange tone:

Are you not crazy?

So much nonsense!

Blake angrily said:

Hand over the ransom and get going!

Watch the way you speak! Human, I am a chief!

The young orc chief roared angrily.

But Black pressed the blade of the sword against Maimu's neck again, making Red furious for a while, but in the helpless rage, he finally had to open his animal skin bag.

He laid out all the things he brought with him and let Blake choose.

The pirate bent down, picked out a pair of black eye patches among the odds and ends, and shook them in his hand.

explain:

Okay, that's it, just think about it, after all, we have to go together next time.

Red was made to lose his temper at all. Now the disgraced son of the Black Hand was half-kneeling there and touched his brother's badly burned cheek.

He raised his head and said to Blake:

Before I leave, I want to see my brother get better! Otherwise I won't go to sea with you. This is the bottom line!

You'll see

The pirate put the black eyepatch on his head and said something casually. Red glanced at Garona again, then quickly ran towards the battlefield with his sword in hand.

Hey! Come here!

Black took out his dwarf pipe and glanced behind him.

The great brawl between the five warlocks has ended.

Four corpses were lying there, and a one-eyed orc warlock sitting in a pool of blood. He was hunched over, holding the soul stone with difficulty, trying to capture the souls of his companions.

Hearing Black's shout, the one-eyed warlock turned his head and saw Black pointing at the seriously injured Maimu Blackhand on the ground and said to him:

From now on, you are my magical advisor.

Your first job is to cure Maimu Blackhand. Warlocks can use soul stones to transfer life force, and you also have life extraction spells, right?

The pirate glanced at the four soul stones in the one-eyed orc's hand and said:

The lives of all the orcs from the Ravager clan on the beach are yours to draw. Red Blackhand will be happy to help you in order to save his brother. I have only one request for you.

Save him before you pull anchor and set sail!

You also know your current situation, right? The Blackhand brothers and their warriors would gladly kill a lone high-level warlock belonging to the Shadow Council.

So, do your best.

Whether you can leave this beach alive depends on my mood!