"Whoosh"

The flaming phoenix flew across the barren and cracked land of the Hellfire Peninsula at the speed of a maple cart in the air, leaving a shining trace of light in the dark sky.

Its speed is extremely fast, even faster than the "passengers" can accept.

Blake is actually okay.

He held on to the reins of Cangqiong tightly, feeling that the wind coming at him at supersonic speed was great and refreshing, but not the weak fish-man.

This guy was hiding in the bag on Blake's waist. His face was twitching and he was covering his mouth and screaming. Apparently he was flying too fast, which made this aquatic creature feel like seasickness.

"Hey, I told you, you have to vomit for a while and then you vomit again. I can't forgive you for soiling my clothes!

The stinky pirate shouted at the weakling fish-man with a cold face.

The latter didn't even have the strength to refute, so he could only cover his mouth hard.

"Just hold on for a while and we'll be there soon.

Blake glanced at the door of darkness in front of him, and then said to the uncomfortable little fish-man:

"I asked you to stay on Maimu's ship and follow the Demon Hunter and Rexxar back slowly. You have to run with me to greet the 'guests.'

You have to grit your teeth to finish the path you choose. This is the will of a man, do you understand?

Be nice to me, asshole."

The little fish man couldn't express his sorrow. He just thought it was cool and cool to ride a phoenix, but who would have thought that the sky could fly so fast at full speed!

It broke the speed of sound right from the start.

This is a speed that other flying mounts cannot achieve at all.

Seemingly sensing the pain of the little fish man, Black snorted, patted the scorching feathers of the sky with satisfaction, and said:

Elemental creatures don't need to consider wind resistance, so they can definitely fly fast. Now I not only have the fastest boat in the world, but also the fastest bird in the world. Huhu, it's really satisfying.

Well, look, they're waiting for me there.

Come down quickly, my dear little bird."

At Black's call, the scorching bird circled in the air and flew quickly towards the Dark Door. When it landed, it was swift, graceful and smooth.

The stinky pirate originally planned to make a cool appearance to welcome the good guests who came to help him, but as soon as he landed, the weak little murloc screamed and covered his mouth and rushed to the side of the steps, where he spat out a rainbow.

This greatly lowered the momentum of the handsome pirate's appearance, making him want to rush over and kick the embarrassing guy.

But pirate guests don't care about these details.

They didn't even notice Blake falling from the sky.

These guys wearing elf-style dark armor are wrapped in a cold temperament. Some are controlling the newly awakened undead to observe the world in front of them, while others are silently arranging armor and weapons.

A group of Sarlains wearing blood robes were traveling in the distance, adapting to the magic of this world, and on the steps in front of the Dark Portal, Lord Kutalos Ravencrest, who was commanding this group of death knights, was standing there.

Looking at the barren and barren world in front of me and full of demons.

"This place is full of death... Even if I have just stepped into this world, I can hear the cries of the dead. They try to tell me their suffering, but I have no interest in it."

This lord, who was born in an imperial noble family and has a rich family background, always speaks poetically, is wearing the soul-eating demon sword Apocalypse given to him by Windrunner's mother. There is no emotion in his ice-blue eyes.

As Blake approached him, he said in a hoarse voice:

"I only need to satisfy the regrets of these dead and vent all the hatred and revenge deep in their souls. Only in this way can they rest in peace in another world.

And such venting is also beneficial to us.

Before they find peace, they will crush all our enemies for us.

Lord Black.

I love this new world you are guiding us to.

It's a better battlefield for death knights than Azeroth, where we can live comfortably and engage in satisfying desperate slays against our eternal enemies.

I just have one question now."

He looked at Blake and asked:

"Where are my enemies? Where are the enemies of the Black Crowes?"

"There!"

The stinky pirate was not polite either. He pointed to the cold lord in the direction of the distant Hellfire Fortress on the steps and said:

"There are many unspeakable bad evil orcs living there. They and their demon masters have laid sinister traps there, waiting to harvest every unlucky person who steps into them.

There are demons everywhere in this world, but I think the Black Crow Chapter should find an opponent with a weak point to practice their skills before raising their swords and fighting demons.

By the way, help me capture that fortress, make me look good in front of my new friends, and give me a stronger voice in this world.

I guess this shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?”

"How long do you need it?"

Lord Ravencrest laughed.

He asked a question that was usually asked by Party A who had a lot of troubles. Black was stunned by the question. Then the pirate shrugged and gestured with his thumb:

"The sooner the better, of course."

"Then let's start tonight, and you can come to take over your new fortress by early tomorrow morning.

However, we also need a large rear area to carry out the production and repair of the structure. A part of that fortress must be used as the death knight's base of operations in this world of death.

I guess this shouldn’t be a problem?”

His Excellency the Lord stretched out his hand and made a gesture.

His lieutenant immediately turned around and summoned a death horse to rush towards the Dark Portal, probably to go to Azeroth to sway people.

Based on the efficiency of the execution of these death knights from the Black Crow Chapter, it is estimated that the circular pit on the other side of the Dark Portal will be filled with death knights ready to go.

"Of course, the castle you built must have your place."

Blake shrugged and said:

“However, considering that many forces may be stationed in this fortress in the future, in order to prevent your strange structures from scaring them,

So can it be placed on the bottom floor?

In addition, when you are working, don’t make it look like a slaughterhouse. Death knights should also pay attention to their image.”

Faced with the stinky pirate's suggestion, Lord Ravencrest snorted disdainfully. He brushed his long gray hair and replied in elegant ancient Salas:

"We are elves... You can rest assured of this. If other pretentious living beings need it, we can even sprinkle flower petals and perfume on the workbench when sewing the structure.

However, in addition to this exciting war, the Black Crow Chapter is also facing a very embarrassing problem."

The high lord looked at Black and whispered:

"We need our own lich, so we can't bother Lan Yue with everything, right? Do you have any good suggestions about this?"

"Well, Lich, this is not a good choice."

Blake rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then rolled his eyes and said:

"Is Elisande okay?"

"That's great!"

The great lord nodded and asked again:

"Are you sure you can convince the Grand Magister to give up his meaningless life and plunge into an eternal and peaceful death?"

"I'm not sure."

Blake pouted and said:

"You might as well let me assassinate her directly, which would have a higher success rate. But if persuasion doesn't work, we can find another way. Let's finish the matter in front of us first, and then we can plan carefully.

Speaking of which, when you came here, was there any movement at the Watch Keep?"

"After receiving your message, we teleported directly from Val'sharah to the Cursed Land."

Lord Ravencrest shook his head and said:

"I don't have much time to observe the fortress behind, but you might be able to ask him about the situation there. Our scouts met him on the other side of the Dark Portal.

He seems to be passing through the Dark Portal."

The high lord waved his hand, causing a female death knight to come forward escorting an embarrassed Draenei guard. Blake looked over and was immediately happy.

"Hey, he's still an acquaintance."

He stepped forward and said to the released Draenei in front of him:

"Didn't I ask you to escort your people to Watching Fortress? Why did you come back again?"

The embarrassed Draenei defender Cirdan moved his wrists and frowned as he looked at the indifferent death knights around him.

This was the first time he had seen this creation of the power of death.

They were very good at fighting, but Cirdan was not bad either. Just now he used the power of the Holy Light to fight one against three, and ended up knocking down two of them before being beaten to the ground. This strong fighting power also surprised Ravencase.
To be continued...