"I am dead, indeed. In the words you deceived Pope Fa'ao, the fire of the red dragon sealed my destiny..."

In the swaying vision in front of him like a high fever, Prince Drake in front of Black turned around and revealed the face in his memory.

He had an angry face.

But when he looked at Blake, the anger on his face quickly faded.

"I was unwilling to accept that fate. When I was hit by the red dragon fire, I heard my screams. My heart was filled with regret, unwillingness and pain.

Death turned them into deep-seated hatred.

It was an ugly but vivid emotion, and wrapped in those hatreds, I made a wish..."

Derek Proudmoore spread his hands and said to Black Shaw:

"I was also very selfish in keeping this thing that belonged to me. I didn't give it to him because I always felt that you were not worthy of it and you wanted to be a pirate!

Holy light is above!

You want to be a pirate as me, as the eldest son of the Proudmoore family!

Why do you have such a crazy idea?

If I weren't already dead, I would definitely draw my sword and chop you to death to prevent you from ruining my reputation and that of my family, Black."

The prince in front of him maintained an extremely elegant fighting posture, with his left hand on the hilt of the command sword at his waist. He looked at Black, who had a dull face and no expression, and did not intend to explain anything.

After a second, he showed a relieved smile.

explain:

"Now, in my capacity, you assassinated two orc legends, although I know that you did not do this for justice, nor for the revenge you kept mentioning.

But what’s done is what’s done.

I witnessed it all with my own eyes.

I feel that even if I do it myself, I will never do better than you, even if I measure what you do by the most demanding standards, Blake.

I have to admit.

You are better than me.

Therefore, I can safely give you my final gift.

And I have only one request."

His Highness the Prince glanced at him, blinked, and said with a hint of cunning on his handsome face:

"I think I don't need to say more, you should know what I am asking you to do. I have seen your memory, and I know what will happen in the future.

I am already dead, and the changes in the world have nothing to do with me.

But please...

On my behalf, protect them in my name and in your name."

He took a step forward and reached out to hold Black's left hand against the background of the azure sea. The next moment, Derek Proudmoore's illusion turned into a point of light and dissipated.

"etc!"

Blake shouted:

"Tell me, who sent me here!"

"I don't know, I just made a wish before I died, and then a voice answered me."

As Drake's figure disappeared, he replied in a gentle tone:

"But when you fell into Azeroth, Nozdormu was the first to discover you, and it arranged all of this. Be careful, this does not mean that you and it are friends."

"Which Nozdormu? The normal one or the crazy one? You should know that you will still have a chance to be resurrected in a few decades, right?

If you can find a good way, I actually don't mind changing my body to 'live' in it.

You can still get your identity back then.

To be honest, your family's affairs are too troublesome and I don't want to get involved."

Blake asked.

There were no answers, only final goodbyes.

"I used the opportunity of my resurrection in exchange for you to help me, an incompetent person, save my relatives. I would rather live in eternal silence than see those tragic things happen to my family.

Don't feel sorry for me.

Because I am very lucky to have this opportunity to save everything."

"Goodbye, Black, no need to be secretive anymore, proudly call yourself Proudmoore..."

The sound was like an alarm clock, waking the pirate up from his daze. His senses quickly returned, and he was still on the Broken Shore, holding Gul'dan's animal skin bag in his hand.

A feeling of loss came to my mind.

He glanced at the character card, and the hatred seal of Proudmoore's bloodline in the talent column turned into broken smoke and was quietly lifted.

Proudmoore Bloodline: When located in the sea, all talent effects are 1

This is definitely the most powerful talent Black has received so far!

It even exceeded the weapon master's bonus to proficiency, but the pirate was not happy, because the mystery in his heart was not solved, but one more.

There is also an inexplicable responsibility shouldered on my shoulders, which is really unpleasant.

"What's this?"

The pirate rubbed his head and complained in a low voice:

"How can it be like this? Just throw some power at me, ask me for such a difficult thing, and run away without even giving me a chance to refuse.

Discipline the troubled girl in your family, rescue your stupid brother, take care of your stubborn old man who is as stone as a stone, and your old mother who is gullible and as stupid as a fool.

You don't have a normal person in your family! Derek, this is what you're supposed to do! And you left it to me.

You coward!"

Say so.

But after a few seconds, the pirate sighed, raised his head, looked at the hazy sky, closed his eyes, and said in his heart:

"I promised you.

If the reason why I come here is to wipe the ass of you, a damn guy...I admit it.

Although I don't really believe that you can summon the soul of another world to enter here just by making a random wish, but you are already dead, and I can't reason with a dead person.

I can't ask you the truth again...

I like this world, it's much more interesting than my previous world, I just killed Gul'dan, which is something I could only do in the game before.

At that time, although I could kill him instantly, I had no sense of accomplishment at all.

Now I feel a huge sense of accomplishment!

I like this world, and I don’t blame you for dragging me here casually...

I want to thank you, I owe you a favor, brother.

I will help you fulfill your wish.

I will try my best to do it.

But if things are irreversible, for example, I have to break Gianna's legs to ensure that the troubled girl does not do something that will make her regret her whole life...

I won't show mercy.

After all, I am not her brother.

I'm just a...

What do you say, a stranger with good intentions, right?"

The pirate said a lot of things in his mind.

Finally, he opened his eyes, looked at the sky, sat there, raised his left hand, and gave a Kul Tiran naval salute to the sky, and said:

"Goodbye, Drake, and thanks for the gift."

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In the Eversong Forest of Quel'Thalas, Gul'dan and his group obtained the rune stones of the high elves' magical magical enchantment "Reynold Bandir" and used the magical power in them to strengthen the originally stupid ogres.

They created many two-headed ogres.

Greater strength, greater wisdom.

They can also use some crude magic, and relying on these rough-skinned guys, the Ravager Clan was able to gain a firm foothold after being attacked by the Black-Toothed Smiling Clan who were chasing them.

But now Gul'dan has gone to explore his own path to becoming a god, and it's a bit overwhelming to rely on Cho'gall alone.

Moreover, the two-headed ogre, which seemed stupid but cunning, had no intention of taking care of it.

When the raid occurred, Cho'gall secretly summoned a group of his loyalists to his side and directed them to start a breakout towards the coast.
To be continued...