"Your symptoms are very serious."

Dr. Black, who was wearing a pirate costume, carefully examined the poor condition of fellow waste member Gaboa and quickly made an accurate judgment based on his outstanding medical knowledge.

He rubbed his chin and said in a long voice with the tone of an old Chinese doctor:

"It's hopeless. Let's wait to die."

"Don't! Who doesn't know that you are a miraculous pirate?"

Gaboa hugged his belly, which was as big as a ten-month pregnancy, and screamed:

"You must have a way, right? My magical Lord Black, a mighty pirate like you will never sit idly by and ignore the tragedy of his partners.

I know you are the most kind-hearted.

Do you need me to lick your shoes before you are willing to help me, a poor bastard who has accomplished nothing? Do you really need me to do this? Come on! Put your shoes to my mouth!

Isn’t it just licking!

I’m willing to risk it all! Start licking now..."

"Well, calm down, my friend. I think you are already a little bit crazy under the double torture of being unable to realize your dream and being in pain."

Doctor Black waved his palm, rounded it and slapped Gaboa a few times on the face.

This allowed the already somewhat delirious old troll to regain some sense. Seeing that Gaboa had become so crazy, the pirates also realized that this guy's situation could not be delayed any longer.

He coughed a few times and said to the old troll:

"It's not that I don't want to help you, it's that I really don't know much about this field. We have to have professional people do professional things, right? The group of people who know the most about Loa's power in the world are still

Who can compare to the priests of Zandalaloa?

You should look for them."

"It's too late!"

Gaboa shouted in despair:

"I can no longer afford to return to Zandalari Island, and this kind of behavior of grabbing Loa's divine power has always been disgusted by those serious priests. If I ran to ask for help, they might cut my stomach open with a knife.

Believe me, those Loa priests can do this kind of thing when they are crazy.

I don’t want to throw myself into a trap.”

"Hey, this is where you are stupid."

Blake snapped his fingers proudly and said:

"Why go to Zandalar to find Loa priests? I told you before, before you came to Northrend, there was already a group of Loa priests operating in Zul'Drak.

They are the messengers of Loa sent by the dark prophet Zul to save Zul'Drak. Zul predicted that there will be disaster on this land.

He tried to rescue the local loa back to Zandalari before they died.

But unfortunately, the local situation is too complicated, and the group of priests from Zandalar are obviously not trusted by the Drakkari trolls, so so far, they have accomplished nothing."

Blake smiled very reservedly, showing a smile that showed he had everything under control, and said:

"The best thing is that my people sent them to Zul'Drak. Now those priests are protected by the bears under my command. And the best thing is that I just took over a crazy Dara

The snow leopard goddess Hakoa was almost killed by the Kalai trolls.

Speaking of which, I asked you to help me 'take care' of the proud Ms. Haqiya.

As a result, this is how you took care of me?"

The stinky pirate was dissatisfied and slapped Gaboa hard on his bloated belly. The old troll almost jumped up on the spot in pain.

He shouted unjustly:

"It's not that I don't care about your orders, you bastard, but Hakoa's temple is too far away from the front line. It's not like you don't know what kind of character Lothar is. If I dare to sneak around, I will definitely be struck by Frostmourne's sword.

Stab to death.

If my situation wasn't really bad, how could the ruthless Lich King give me a holiday?

Do you know, Lothar said that if I can't find a way to save myself, he is willing to "help me free myself" and then become Death Loa or something...

Damn it!

That's not the future I want."

"Hey, every loser has a lot of reasons when facing failure."

Black curled his lips and grabbed the hot air scimitar Gaboa put on the table. He walked out of the captain's room carrying the command sword of the Death. The moment he left, Black turned back and said to Gaboa:

"You were able to agree to anything before, right? When you become a god, remember your promise. If you dare to refuse when I ask you for help in the future, huh...

I can help you become a god, and I can naturally pull you down from your pedestal.

From now on, you can serve me some snacks when I tell you, you bastard."

"It's whatever you say."

Gaboa was in too much pain to refute, so he said weakly:

"My life is left to you, Boss Black."

"That's pretty much it."

The pirate laughed and strode out of the captain's cabin.

As he drew the hot wind scimitar from the bow and swung it downwards, the Reaper immediately changed direction and flew in the clouds and fog towards the direction where Zul'Drak and the Grizzly Hills bordered.

Of course, during this process, I didn’t forget to stop at Nathanos’ hunting lodge and carry the seriously injured snow leopard goddess Hakoa aboard the Death God as a bargaining chip for a conversation.

"Hey, are you done?"

Blake shouted angrily into the tent through the curtain. This sudden interruption without any warning caused the strange screams of the female elf to instantly resound in the tent.

A few seconds later, Maris said in a weak and angry tone:

"Can you pick a good time...you bastard, just wait for us for a few minutes."

A few minutes later, under Blake's strange gaze with a wide smile, Sylvanas Windrunner, who had red cheeks and lowered her head, and Nathanos Marris, who was wiping his face with a handkerchief, came out.

Both legendary rangers changed into chain armor for combat and took the war beasts with them.

It is worth noting that there is also a purple translucent snow leopard soul beast at the feet of Sylvanas. It is very powerful and very docile following its owner.

This guy's name is Gudelia, and he is constantly grinning at Blake, which actually represents his owner's mood.

As for this purple soul leopard, it is the descendant of the snow leopard goddess Hakeya. It is basically the same relationship as Ursoc and Big Horn. However, because Hakeya itself is not a powerful loa, the strength of this snow leopard soul beast is far away.

Not as powerful as the big horn.

"Ahem, you two, it takes a long time."

Blake deliberately waved his pocket watch in front of their eyes and said:

"For four whole hours... How much do you two suppress yourselves? Is this the state after lovers finally get married? Tsk, Tsk, Windrunner's mother will probably explode when she sees you looking so weak.

Sure enough, the usually indifferent Iceberg Goddess is actually the most sensitive one among the three sisters, right?"

"enough!"

Shiva couldn't stand the ridicule.

She gritted her teeth and stared at Blake, new and old hatreds welling up. She pulled out the elf sword and tried to fight. But in the next moment, a shining thorn blade was pressed against Shiva's neck.

Maiev appeared behind the second Windrunner sister and reached out to hold Shiva's shoulder.

She whispered:

"You have great potential, Sylvanas, but you have not yet grown to the extreme. You may have found your own way of hunting and moved forward, but you should have the necessary respect for powerful forces.

I cannot allow you to reveal your weapon against a Luna god.

calm down.

Otherwise, I will help you calm down."

"Who is this again?"

Maris said to Blake with a headache:

"Introduce me to this lady who is untouchable at first glance. She is also your girlfriend?"

"No, she is my warden."

Blake shrugged and said:

"Yes, I am a prisoner of my dear wife. I am imprisoned by her from body to soul."

"So, in addition to having an evil girlfriend and a ghost lover, do you also have a wife who is being married by a clear matchmaker?"

Maris sighed and said:

"As expected of you, Blake. Speaking of which, why didn't you send me an invitation to the wedding?"

"You can't send it. You know you don't have the ability, right?"

Black waved his hand, signaling Maiev to let go of Windrunner, and he said to Maris helplessly:
To be continued...