Garona, the legendary assassin, doesn't like to owe favors.

Therefore, she quickly fulfilled the pirate's request. She found the two chiefs of the Black-Tooth Grinning Clan on the battlefield and brought them to Black.

"Pa"

Garona emerged from the shadows, and threw the knocked out Red Blackhand to the ground with her left hand. With a flick of her right hand, the seriously injured Maimu Blackhand was also thrown in front of Black's eyes.

This guy is very miserable.

There is almost no good piece of meat left in the whole body.

It looked like it had been thrown into a furnace and roasted repeatedly, and some of the wounds had been carbonized, but this was not done by Garona.

"I found him at the entrance to the Tomb of the Gods."

The legendary assassin crossed his arms and looked at the Skull of Gul'dan, which the pirates strung up on thin chains and hung on his chest, exuding dark magic and evil energy, and said to Black:

"He was thrown into the hands of demons by Gul'dan to die, but this guy was lucky. Those demons fought with the naga in the temple, and he escaped with his life.

There were four or five warlocks from the Shadow Council over there who also escaped from the Tomb of the Gods. I knocked them down and brought them over."

"very good."

Blake knelt down and looked at the wound on Maimu Blackhand. He said to Garona:

"The warlocks of the Shadow Council are all talents. Their souls are full of corruption and sin. They are extremely good 'collections', my friend.

As loyal servants of Queen Hela, while serving Hades, we should also have some small hobbies of our own.

I would love to add these treasures to my collection.

Bring them all here, Garona, and I guarantee you that these sinful souls will receive the punishment they deserve.

You don't even have to kill them, it's enough to make them irrecoverable."

Black said something to the legendary assassin. The latter had no good impression of all the scoundrels of the Shadow Council. He wished they would go to hell now, so naturally he would not complain.

A few minutes later, five disgraced orc warlocks were brought over by Garona.

Black sat on a stone, playing with the Skull of Gul'dan in his hand. He looked at the five seriously injured warlocks in front of him who had escaped from the horror of the Tomb of Sargeras.

The latter also looked at him.

When they saw the orc skull filled with evil energy and shrouded in shadow in Black's hand, the five warlocks lowered their heads at the same time, and their bodies began to tremble.

Apparently, they recognized where the skull came from.

Blake coughed and said to the five warlocks in front of him:

"Everyone, as you can see, I am a pirate. My career has just started and I need talents. I want to hire a powerful enough warlock to be my magic consultant.

The remaining four losers can only regretfully follow my friends to hell."

"Whoosh"

A small knife was thrown out of Black's hand and was stuck on the ground in front of the five warlocks. The end was still buzzing and vibrating. The five warlocks' eyes also fell on the small knife at the same time.

Blake's tone also turned cold at this moment.

He reminded him with "kindness":

"I am very poor now and can only afford one consultant. Everyone, time is tight. You can 'discuss' it yourself."

After saying that, he turned to look at the sea behind him, and then focused on the unconscious Red Blackhand.

At the same time, the five warlocks howled and rushed toward the knife stuck in the ground. For a chance to survive, they began to kill each other crazily.

It's not like the warlocks didn't try to fight back.

But in the face of a legendary assassin with malicious intentions, they have no other choice.

Send others to die.

It's better than dying on your own.

Garona did not watch the five warlocks killing each other. She watched Black squatting next to the unconscious Red Blackhand, seemingly planning to wake up the young orc chief.

He glanced at Blake's waist again and saw that the soul-inducing lamp, which was always pale white, was now extremely active because it contained a powerful soul.

"Are you going to summon your 'colleagues' in Hades tonight and dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Queen Hela to repair the relationship between you?"

Garona crossed her arms and asked.

The result attracted a surprised look from Blake. He flicked the soul-inducing lamp on his waist and said to the legendary assassin:

"Why do you think I want to sacrifice Gul'dan's soul to Hela?"

"???"

This rhetorical question caused Garona to fall into a daze for a moment. She was unable to understand Blake's brain circuit at this moment.

She asked:

"But that's what you swore to the soul attractor before, and you even borrowed Hades' ship to take us to Broken Beach. I...wait!

wrong!"

The legendary assassin reacted quickly.

She remembered the question that Blake asked her when she first met the soul-drawer Habron. The pirate asked her at that time, if it was a one-on-one situation, could Garona kill Habron?

"You have already made plans to betray Hades!"

The Orc Assassin took a step back, seemingly surprised by Black's boldness, and said:

"Did you plan all this? First, you used lies to stabilize the Hell Messengers, draw a big cake for them, and claimed that you would dedicate Gul'dan's soul to Hela.

But you had other plans!"

"Well, I'm still curious as to when you will notice my thoughts."

Blake curled his lips, reached out and slapped Red Blackhand hard on the cheek. He glanced at Garona and said faintly:

"How funny, ma'am. Do you really think a cunning guy like me would be willing to advance his career under the command of a madman?

Hela is not a good collaborator or boss. I have told you this many times, right?

What exactly did Gul'dan teach you?

Didn't you learn even a little bit of conspiracy and tricks from him? It seems that I pretended to be too good, making you think that I am really a loyal servant of Hela..."

"This is not a problem that I thought of or thought of!"

Garona said sharply:

"It's a question of whether I dare to think about it! Blake, do you know what you are doing? Are you planning to betray a god! Or the God of Death who controls death."

"What a god! He's just a crazy secondary Titan guardian."

Blake snorted coldly. He didn't hide it now and said to Garona:

"Hela's death authority was given to her. She is indeed powerful, but as long as she dares to leave Hades, the 'father' she fears most will immediately break her shackles.

A powerful god always has an equally powerful opponent, so what if I betray her?

No matter how angry the God of Death is, she can only send out the Kvaldir Army under her command to hunt me down in this world.

But look, Garona, the best part about this situation is that the world of Azeroth is quite evil, and she is not the only one who has the death god in this world.

And as far as I know, her relationship with the other god of death is not very good."

The pirate stood up, put his hands on his hips, and kicked Red. Black, who was knocked unconscious at his feet. Amid the orc's cry of pain, he stroked the soul-inducing lamp on his waist and said to Garona, whose eyes were widened.

:

"I want to seek help from another god of death, and this is quite a bad visitor.

If I don't bring some good gifts, I'm afraid I'll be kicked out by that old troll before I even open my mouth.

That guy has a very bad character.

But when it is used as a backer and thigh, it is definitely 10,000 times better than HeLa!"

Red Blackhand was kicked out of coma by Black. The angry young orc chief wanted to fight back immediately, but before he could raise his fist, a flying knife grazed his face and stabbed into the ground.

Reid glanced forward and saw Garona looking at him coldly. He felt as if he had fallen into a cold cave and stopped trying to resist.

Blake glanced at Reid, ignored him, and then turned his attention to Garona. He said:

"Ms. Garona, I know you don't like to owe debts, so I'll give you a chance to pay off your debts. Take me with you and accompany me through this crazy journey.

If I unfortunately die on the way, you will be free.

If I win by chance, then I owe you a favor that I must repay."

Seeing Garona silent and not speaking, Blake touched the soul-inducing lamp on his waist again and said:

"I don't like forcing others, but after all, I gave you freedom with my own hands..."

"You are such a madman."

The Orc Assassin waved her hand, interrupting Blake's words. She glanced at the sea not far away and said:

"I'm not afraid of the pursuit of those dead people, the shadows will protect me, but I heard very clearly the conversation you had with the soul-drawer in the hills.
To be continued...