"Where did you find this?"

In the cabin of the Nagfar docked in the waters outside Steamwheedle Port, Blake looked at the black troll mask placed on his table.

He looked at the little fish-man in front of him with strange eyes...

The latter looked like it had found a treasure and was rubbing its paws waiting for Blake to give it a reward.

When the pirate asked him how he found the idol, the little fishman immediately recounted his experience just now.

At that time, it was leading a group of murlocs to chase turtles in the water near Hotsand Port. Suddenly, it saw someone throwing a mask into the sea, and out of curiosity, it ran over and picked it up.

Little Xingxing, that idiot, didn't recognize the things on this statue because she joined the group relatively late, but the little fishman did.

As the "veteran" who followed Blake all the way to conquer the world, Benbolba recognized it at a glance as the mask of Bwonsamdi, the troll god of death. He had seen many similar styles when he and Blake went to Hades, and he would never mistake it.

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I quickly sent it back to Blake.

Facts have proved that the little fish man's talent for treasure hunting is really worth it.

As soon as this thing was delivered to the pirates, Blake immediately felt an irregular vibration contained in the mask. Someone definitely wanted to get this thing into his hands.

I just borrowed the hand of the little fish man.

"This is really strange. Eudora told me that Bwonsamdi's Hades Palace has been deserted, and Old Garni also said that Bwonsamdi has not appeared on Zandalari Island for a long time.

The old thing seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

But now, as soon as I arrived in Tanaris, its mask was delivered to my door, and I knew with my heels that there must be something going on."

Blake picked up the death mask in front of him and looked at it carefully. Starting from the perspective of conspiracy theory, he naturally came to a conclusion:

"Old Bwonsamdi's 'cleaning' operation in Zul'Farrak must have failed, causing it to be captured by his adoptive father, but the old guy is so cunning and must have placed this thing in the desert in advance.

It knows I will come here sooner or later.

It has been waiting for me here.

Maybe this is a message it conveys, asking me to save people? Or..."

Blake looked at the dark mask in his hand, and after seeing old Bwonsamdi's expressive smile, he grinned. It was indeed similar to the smile on the sand sculpture.

However, even though it was confirmed that this thing was related to old Bwonsamdi, there was no way he wanted Black to put this thing of unknown origin on his face.

Does anyone know what this mask is?

What if after taking it, Bwonsamdi will take away his body? That old guy is not a good guy, he can definitely do such shameless things.

The smelly pirate rolled his eyes and said to the little fish-man in front of him:

"Here, take it with you and I will give you something good."

"Quaa?"

The little fishman's eyes widened. He didn't expect that Black would let him "test the poison". This evil-minded pirate was so bad that he wouldn't try it himself!

Anyone who has been to Zandalar doesn't know that old Bwonsamdi is not a good guy?

The little fish man swung his paws, barked and backed away. He didn't want any reward, turned around and pushed open the door of the captain's cabin and ran away. Blake couldn't stop him.

The stinky pirate watched the little fishman run away in a hurry, and immediately sneered, feeling that this little fool was too courageous.

He thought for a while, took the mask and went out, strolling to the deck, and happened to see Garrosh swinging an ax in the corner, with bruises still on his brown face.

At first glance, it looked like he had recklessly challenged the Shield Girl, and was beaten again.

This guy is quite courageous. He has inherited the strength of the Hellscream family. He doesn't know how to retreat even if he can't beat him, so he just rushes forward. In just a few days, the shield girls all know that there is one of the most powerful people on this ship.

Good "sandbag".

Black couldn't comment on Shaoxia Hou's "masochistic" practice, but just by looking at the way the orc boy swung the ax in a precise manner, he knew that he wasn't just being beaten these days.

The ax that was swung out indeed had the aura of a warrior.

But this alone is not enough.

Garrosh Hellscream has a father like Grom, which means that he is destined to have to face the terrible shadow and pressure brought by Grom on his journey as a warrior.

As for the goal of surpassing his father, Garrosh did not dare to set it easily, which meant that he might need to spend a lifetime fighting constantly.

"Hey, you can't swing your ax around like this."

Black tossed the mask up and down in his hand and shouted something to Garrosh. The orc boy glanced at the pirate, turned away from him, and continued to swing his axe.

It had been so long since he had been on the ship, and he had heard the true and false stories of Blake from other sailors.

Although it is definitely an exaggeration, it is enough to prove that his captain is a powerful person. However, Black's bad character makes Garrosh really dislike him.

Especially after Delanoche analyzed to him the purpose of the five of them being put on the boat by Black, Shao Shaoha hated this conspirator even more.

"I heard from my servant that she was in a hurry when she brought you back from Nagrand and didn't bring your weapons with you. If you want to fight with the shield maidens, you can't use a firewood axe."

Black came over holding his mask and said to Garrosh:

"You also know the rules of the undead pirates. You have to rob or buy what you want. Pascal, the third mate and quartermaster in the second-floor cabin, can make a battle ax that best meets your requirements, making you truly

Have a weapon of your own.

It just so happens that we are going to land in the next few days to fight the trolls. I think it's time to give you, the little chick, some meat and blood.

Do you want to go with me?"

"I followed the Wolf Cavalry in Nagrand and fought against the Broken Ones!"

Garrosh said unconvinced:

"I am not a warrior who has never seen blood."

"Really? Then how come you were beaten so badly by the shield girls?"

Blake's eyes widened and he asked curiously:

"I think the difference in strength between Draenor's Breaker and Odin's Shieldmaiden is only a little bit, right?"

"you..."

The stinky pirate's words made Shao Shaoxia want to hit his damn face with the ax in his hand. What does it mean that the Breaker and the Shield Maiden are just a little bit different?

A hundred hunched Broken Ones might not be able to hurt a Shield Maiden, right?

The comparison between the two sides is simply like a giant and a child.

This is not an enemy of the same magnitude at all.

The opponents of the Shield Maidens should be those ogre barbarians or Gronn cubs!

"Okay, there's no need to brag about your little combat experience in front of me. I also know that you are learning their skills from the shield girls, but your method is wrong."

Blake shook his head and said:

"The fighting methods of the shield girls are based on their strong physical fitness and the strength advantage of the half-giants. If you don't have their brute strength, don't learn their fighting skills.

At your current speed, I'm afraid you'll be beaten to death by them before you learn.

If you really want to learn something, go to Lao Niu.

With his honest character and relationship with your father, he will teach you without reservation. But now, I need you to do me a favor, brave orc boy."

The pirate threw the mask in his hand to Garrosh and said:

"Take it with you, and I will give you some extra reward. You can go to the quartermaster to ask for armor and weapons."

"This is definitely not something good!"

Garrosh looked at the black troll mask in his hand, shook his body, and said warily:

"Maybe it's the voodoo stuff of those fallen arakkoa people. I heard many stories like this in Nagrand. After wearing it, it will sacrifice my soul to the fallen evil god or something like that."

"No, no, no, this won't happen."

The smelly pirate took a sip of wine and explained seriously:

"At most, this will make you die suddenly on the spot, and you will not sacrifice your soul to the evil god. And if you are on my ship, even if you die, your soul will be captured by the ghost ship.

Don't worry, I will find a way to bring you back to life.

Well, there is about a 80% chance that you can be resurrected successfully."

"I don't wear it!"

Garrosh was furious when he heard this. He threw his mask to the ground and shouted:

"Isn't this just a trap, you villain!"

"Nonsense, of course it's a trap."

Black looked at the furious Garrosh with a strange look, and he said matter-of-factly:

"Otherwise, what would I do to you? Besides, why are you so angry? I paid you."

"Am I worth a suit of armor and an ax to you?"

Shao Shaoxia shouted with his eyes widened and cursed:
To be continued...