At dawn, the sun has not yet emerged, which is the darkest moment of the day.

On the sea near the Lordaeron Sea, the Nagfal broke away from a formation of three ghost ships and began to sail northeast.

The Power of Jotunheim and the Sister of Mercy are going to continue their return flights to Thorballard.

Black, on the other hand, had to drive the Nagfal to Quel'thalas to complete the "legacy" of Windwalker Manor.

The big lazy little star felt that he had been trying enough for a while and wanted to follow the two ships back to Thorbarad to build a dragon nest. Zarak, Dakuru and the frost trolls have also been transferred to the Sisters of Mercy.

They will complete their next career as a pirate "trainee" on this ghost ship.

"These trolls are really cowards!"

On the deck of the Nagfal, the first mate Sefir held his arms and watched the two ghost ships sail further south in the dark. She curled her lips and complained to Black:

"Don't they say they are the most savage and rude Dakale trolls? Shouldn't it matter? Why do they all scare like rabbits when they hear about going to Quel'thalas?"

"Ah, they can't blame them for this."

Black, wearing a Pirate King suit, stroked his chin and said casually:

“I just 'popularized' the tradition of the High Elves when I was drunk last night and bored. I told them that Queldore had a systematic and extensive troll punishment.

From cutting the scalp to pricking the eyes, from peeling off the spine intact to cutting off the genitals to studying the regeneration ability of various trolls.

The elves of Quel'thalas are really full of artistic cells. They pay attention to rules and demeanor in everything they do. Even the punishment of abuse is full of artistic sense."

Black said with a lip:

"Maybe it was because my 'ghost story' last night was told so well, so vividly, and immersive that it caused those guys to be frightened."

"You mean to scare them? Captain, you're too bad."

Sefiel complained in dissatisfaction.

The pirate shrugged and said regretfully:

“I also wish I was just scaring these trolls, but in fact, I haven’t even finished talking about the most perverted ones in the elves’ punishment.

Once Queldore becomes cruel, it is terrible. My first mate. There is an indelible extreme in their character. The greatest hero can be born and the most despicable butcher will appear.

The Amani trolls captured the elves and went to the living sacrifice, so the rangers of Quelthalas rewarded the trolls with ten times more cruelty.

The battle and hatred that lasted for thousands of years was no joke. If the Sun King was given a bomb that could destroy civilization, he would definitely throw that thing on the Amani Troll without hesitation.

Regarding this, my mentor General Lileza should be willing to prove it to you.”

After saying that, Black moved his finger, and the Wind Walker's mother's soul-suppressing coin jumped into his palm. The pirate sensed the positions of both sides. Lileza Wind Walker should be near the Silver Pine Forest now.

Entered the summoning area.

So under the call of the ship spirit, a grey and cold mist swayed, a slender figure carrying a war bow appeared on the deck, and there was a purple magic blade leopard shaking her head under her feet.

Minnie's alienated soul beast did not like the cold and gloomy environment of the Nagfal. After being summoned to the ghost ship, she shook her tail and let out a burst of roar.

It seems a little anxious.

Perhaps it also smelled three strange and powerful beasts on the ship, which made it realize that it had entered the territory of other beasts.

Animal instincts prepare Minnie for battle.

She is not afraid of challenges, especially with a strong master.

But the mother of Wind Walker was as calm as ever, wearing chain armor and a ghost body with a hood walked out of the fog, and a cloak covered her body, blocking every inch of her spirit body.

The dark war bow on his back was evil and exaggerated, adding a touch of extra deterrence to the mother of Wind Walker.

She left the fog and was about to say hello to her disciple who had been missing for a month, but when she raised her head, General Liresa's eyes fell on the pirate's left shoulder.

After seeing the things on the pirate's shoulders clearly, her eyes immediately became weird.

"What the hell is that on your shoulder?"

She asked in elves.

"Ah, this one."

Black, with a red eye mask, grinned and reached out to touch the little crow standing on his shoulder. He introduced his Ranger's mentor with a smug tone:

"This is a trade wind crow. They live on the coast, have fierce and brave personalities, and often compete with seagulls for food..."

"Of course I know it's a trade wind crow!"

Windrunner's mother interrupted Black's introduction to marine biology and asked:

"I'm asking you, why do you want to tame it... such a weird thing into a pet? Do you know that even the best hunter can make a limited number of wilderness contracts!

You can't be wasted on such a 'strange' and weak beast."

"But I like crows."

Black grinned and patiently explained:

"In addition to being a pirate, I am also a prophet. In the legends of all races, the profession of prophets is always related to crows, ravens, and other smart and mysterious birds.

Besides, don’t I also have a crow on the faction logo in the Assassin League?

So I thought, maybe I could tame this cleverness as my messenger, and no matter where I go, I would be surrounded by a mysterious crow.

Think about that scene, mentor.

I appeared from the shadows, and a black crow fell from a high place and fell on my shoulders. How cool that appearance would be, it must be enough to be shocking."

The pirate "looked" at the expression of Fengxinger's mother and said:

"What's more, I also need a flying war pet to conduct out-of-sight reconnaissance and visual sharing. I originally wanted to catch a powerful eagle, but then I thought about it, the crow was more suitable for me.

What do you think?"

While he was talking, he gently stroked the little crow on his shoulder, took out the melon seeds from his pocket and put them in his palm to feed it.

The Fengfeng crow was very well-behaved, and he lowered his head and ate melon seeds like a pecking rice. He looked up from time to time at General Wind Walker.

Good guy!

Miss Druid Thesalie Black Crow, who was "bearing humiliation and carrying out "close-body investigation", stood on the pirate's shoulders, and she looked at the Queldore Elf Ranger who was obviously not right in front of her.

Surprise surged in my heart again.

How powerful is this mysterious human pirate?

From yesterday to now, she met the ghost of the bronze dragon, the Loa believers of the Dakale trolls, and a group of human ghosts living in the cabin rehearsing strange dramas.

There was also a Northland bear warrior, and a mysterious tall man always wearing a cloak. The guy exuded a wolf-like smell and had wolf-like eyes.

The most exaggerated thing is that there are three rare soul beasts on the ship, one of which is Usok's blessed bear!

These are enough to make Miss Black Crow feel tricky.

But now, another high elf with an obscure aura appeared, looking like a big shot, and the pirate respected her very much and called her "mentor".

Could it be that behind this pirate is the force of Quel'thalas involved?

The descendants of Dasrema Sun Chaser have fallen to this point!

They called themselves the orthodox inheritors of the upper elves, but they had a private relationship with pirates.

What a shame for the elves!

The young druid thought so in his heart, and felt the gaze of the elf ranger in front of him continue to fall on him.

She felt awe in her heart and pretended herself more carefully.

Fortunately, I brought the druid's holy object "Crow Talisman" from the Soaring Sky Master this time, which made my natural deformation effect stronger, so I should not be able to see through my identity by the elf ranger at first sight.

"It's very well-behaved! Look, mentor."

Black raised his left arm, made a hawk tamer action, and whistled loudly. The trade wind crow on his shoulder flapped his wings and took off, landing on the pirate's wrist again.

As Black shook his arm outward, the small crow spread his wings and flew out like an arrow from the string.

"Go to investigate and check around and see if there are any Lordaeron's naval warships appearing in the surrounding ten nautical miles!"

In the consciousness of the wilderness contract, the pirate gave a command to his crow's "pet".

With the transformation of the druid's beastly nature, Xilisa Black Crow responded to the command of the "master" with his chirping.

She walked around the fog for a few times, flew out of the fog, and quickly disappeared from the pirate's perceived sight.

The moment after the Black Crow left, General Liresa, with a expressionless face, stepped forward, grabbed the pirate's collar, and scolded in an extremely serious tone:

"You're crazy! That's a high-level druid! Don't tell me you can't tell. You're playing with fire, Black, my disciple.

Do you know how united the druids are?

No hunter dared to humiliate them like this! The reason why the bird had not summoned its companions to sink your warship must have a deeper plan.

Once her desire to detect is fulfilled, it is your disaster day."

"I know, mentor. I know very well what I'm doing, don't worry. I just fulfilled all the ultimate dreams of hunters, and I tamed a high-level druid as a battle pet.

Although she can only turn into a crow and perhaps even a bear, she will definitely not be able to count on her head-on battle.

But what about it.
To be continued...