Facts have proved that Black has a very clear understanding of his "industry".

His judgment before the battle was surprisingly accurate,

In the first round of attacks by more than forty giant thunder elephants sweeping across the dock, hundreds of Black Spirit pirates died under the trampling of the thunder elephants controlled by the extremely brave defenders.

This powerful wave of impact instantly stunned the useless pirates on the dock. Except for the evil orcs whose brains were burned by evil energy and were still fighting, the bastards of other races dispersed as soon as the massacre started.

Even the ogre pirates fled in disarray along with the cowardly and cunning fallen arakkoa and the traitors of the draenei who saw that the situation was not good. They all wished that their parents had lost two legs.

The manager of the dock is an eredar demon who has been "promoted".

The latter saw a group of garrison officers shining with holy light, running rampant in the dock with a completely different violent attitude from the past, and was immediately trembling with fear.

He thought that a large force of Draenei had landed on the island. These were just the forward troops, which was why they were so impressive.

Thinking that he had betrayed his tribe and turned to the devil, he would definitely be tortured if he was caught. The cowardly bastard shrank in disgrace and released teleportation magic to teleport himself away.

What's even more embarrassing is that this guy didn't sound the attack siren on the pier when he ran away. As a result, the pirates in other places didn't even know what was happening at the pier, let alone come to support him.

But soon, other pirates scattered on Ashland Island no longer had to consider whether to support this issue because they were also attacked.

The Demon Hunters took advantage of the darkness to sneak into their camp, kill the leader and then disappear. The Fallen Watchers also placed dwarf bombs everywhere and detonated them all. The fear caused by the exploding fires around the island gave Black Spirit a The pirates created a sense of powerlessness as a full-scale war broke out.

Darkness has become the best disguise and helper for the intruders. In the dark night when they can't see their fingers, the garbage pirates have no idea how many intruders there are. They only feel that there are dangers from all directions.

The anxiety in the dark night quickly turned into heavy pressure, and the pressure brought about large-scale panic.

Especially after the pirate commander was "accurately named", the pirates who did not receive any instructions became headless flies.

As they ran around in the night, Xal'atath ordered the mantid to join the battlefield, and where had the bastards of Draenor seen such terrifying and bloodthirsty alien bug-men?

They move on a large scale in the dark night, just like a pack of hunting wolves. Death often comes from the sky without any warning. When the sickle blade and amber sword come together, a life will be taken away, leaving behind a group of people who are frightened and crazy. The scum of Draenor running around.

Anttids are best at this hunting tactic.

They deliberately flapping their wings in the dark to make a harsh buzz. When they prey, they will actively scream and scream, and torture the injured to let their wails out.

This kind of monster that haunts the night quickly extinguished the last fire of fighting spirit in the hearts of the Black Spirit pirates. Less than thirty minutes after landing, the increasingly heavy panic finally evolved into the depressive atmosphere deliberately created by Blake. There was a massive rout.

When things reach this point, the victory is decided!

No one knows pirates better than pirates. A group like this that seriously lacks organization and discipline will be hopeless once it breaks out. No one can even think of restoring the morale of the frightened pirates in a short time.

How difficult is it?

It's so difficult that even great pirates like Black couldn't do it.

"Hahaha, I like this new world so much. It's full of cowards who can be slaughtered. Hahaha, I don't even need to jump too far when I hunt them down."

The most insane and bloodthirsty butcher of Klaxxi Yingji, the Gluttonous Locust, was flying around at low altitude.

Its ferocious claws held the head of a Draenei female pirate whose half of the head had been bitten off. The mouthparts in her mouth were all red and white.

This bloodthirsty massacre targeted a fallen arakkoa who was hiding in the grass and shivering.

The recurved blade on its arm popped out, and it jumped over with a sound of throwing away its half-eaten head. After the lightning-fast slash and the victim's short and rapid scream, its strange and excited scream rang out in the dark night.

The madman Yingjie who was best at inflicting fear on the enemy was still shouting:

"Praise be to the Ancient Ones! Long live the Dark Lord! This weak world belongs to the Mantid!"

This scream made Draenei defender Sirdan, who followed Blake to the central area of ​​Ashran, feel uncomfortable all over. This paladin who believed in the Holy Light looked at the noisy and frightening night around him.

At this moment, he even felt a little pity for these fleeing pirates.

These people who advocated violence met opponents a thousand times more brutal than themselves. Their defeat was already doomed when Blake focused his attention on them.

"You actually still feel sorry for these pirates"

Black was walking in front of him with the Alpha Wolf in his hand, and then kicked the big wolf Frostclaw, which was shaking its head behind him, to let it hunt quickly and make its own midnight snack tonight.

Amid the dissatisfied howl of the big wolf, he turned back to the silent Sirdan and said:

"When the orcs slaughtered you, did they feel sorry for you? You Draenei people are good at everything, but you will always have untimely weakness in your soul.

Compassion and empathy are virtues, but empathizing with anyone is a disease!

And I have noticed before that your perception is much sharper than ordinary people. Becoming a Paladin is a waste of your talent.

Moreover, the Holy Light you believe in has not been able to protect your people in the past thirty painful years. I think this is somewhat of a revelation.

Only by blending into darkness can you reach places that light cannot reach, and do things that light cannot do. Have you always been in pain?

Serdan Defender, seeing your people being massacred but unable to do anything, I think you have been thinking about what went wrong, but your heart wrapped in holy light is destined to not get the answer.

Look, you don’t understand darkness and have never been exposed to darkness, so how can you protect the people behind you when darkness strikes?

You have to integrate into it, learn it, and master it.

Then you can check and balance it!

I think the dead Draenei should be able to teach you this truth. You also want to kill all those hateful orcs, right?

But as a paladin, you are asked to forgive and forgive.

Why?

Why do you have to forgive the perpetrator after you were hurt? Has the Holy Light explained to you the reason why it is so partial? I think not, otherwise you would not be so entangled in your heart.

go.

There is a group of frightened evil orcs hiding in the house in front. They seem to be preparing to attack me. It is really a heinous crime.

Go ahead and kill them all!

Will there be any psychological shadow after the victim retaliates with justice against the perpetrator?

I think you shouldn't feel guilty when you kill orcs, right?"

"gift"

The silent defender unsheathed his sword, took out his heavy shield inlaid with large gems, and under Blake's gaze, he bravely opened the door of the dilapidated house in front of him and rushed in.

Soon, the screams of the orcs and the roar of the garrison officer were heard inside.

"Congratulations, little master, you have snatched back a hopeful soul from the Holy Light. You have planted the seeds of darkness in his hesitant and entangled heart. When the seeds take root and sprout, you will harvest a soul in the darkness.

of followers.

This may be the first time the Draenei have truly entered the shadows after the Holy Light, Evil Energy, and Void.

But the Light is affecting them, there's no doubt about it."

Xal'atath said lazily in Black's ear:

"I don't need to look into their souls to know that the holy power made them embark on a path of peace, but also made them weak and blindly obedient.

These guys are troublesome, little master.

They are born with the blessing of the Holy Light. Allowing them to enter Azeroth will greatly increase the power of the Holy Light in your hometown. I need to tell you what the worlds I have seen in the past that are completely enveloped by the Holy Light will eventually become.

Like?"

"unnecessary."

The pirate snorted and said:

"I know very well the impact that excess concentration of Holy Light will have on a world. I will watch them. Don't worry. Oh, our Black Knight is planning to escape.

What a bunch of bastards.

When you encounter a strong enemy, you don’t even want your own home.

This group of losers has made little progress in the past six months, which is really disappointing! Do you think I should throw these poor students from Azeroth Pirate Academy back to the endless sea to review?

Letting them hang around like this is an embarrassment to our profession.

It also makes my face look dull."

"Oh my god, little master, you are so cruel! They will be eaten up and wiped clean by all kinds of pirates when they go back,"

Xal'atath smiled brightly and said in an exaggerated tone:

"Not to mention the undead pirates who are preparing for a decisive battle with the Alliance Navy in the North Sea. The cursed pirates roaming the South Sea can crush them with storms dropped from the sky.

Although the Blackwater Pirates formed by the goblin plutocrats who recruited heroes from all walks of life are still in the ascendant, they are more than capable of bullying them. Even the Bloodsail Pirates, who have already sunk into the sunset, can easily take advantage of them.

Gee, looking at it this way, the pirate industry in Azeroth is really booming."

"It's just because it's so good that it makes this industry so brilliant."

The stinky pirate laughed, and his figure disappeared into the shadows, then reappeared in the flickering black shadows before the eyes of two black knights who were escaping with a group of guards on horseback. When he appeared, he turned his body to attract the blow of the blade whirlwind of the moon god, and the bright moonlight

Like a sword swinging down, a third of the opponent's servants were shattered in one encounter.

"boom"

The scorching leader of the wolf hung on the ground. Blake flicked his fingers and threw out the dark green death rays. The dazzling green light jumped several times and pulled out a net of death in the dark night.

After two consecutive attacks, only two black knights were left standing, their poor horses smashed to pieces.

There is no horse left.

How miserable.
To be continued...