Merry Winterwind left the cabin, and Black stayed there, stroking the magical skull of Gul'dan in his hand.

In the cabin that was swaying with the water, he glanced at his translucent character card. The last vacant class was very dazzling.

I have hesitated for too long.

You must make up your mind now.

"The old mage made it very clear, if you are determined to follow the path of a warlock."

The elusive legendary assassin's voice suddenly sounded in the cabin behind him, and Garona appeared from the shadows and sat on the barrel on the edge of the cabin.

She played with the Kingslayer dagger in her hand and said to Black, who had his back turned to her:

"Then when I was chasing Gul'dan in the Tomb of the Gods, I saw something. That thing might be helpful to you. It was a..."

"Wand!"

The pirate raised his head, interrupted the legendary assassin, and said softly:

"It's called the Scepter of Sargeras. It's the dark god worshiped by the demons of the Burning Legion. It's a shadow artifact left in Azeroth. I know it.

I also know what else is hidden in that tomb. As I told you before, I know better than Gul'dan what his so-called path to becoming a god is.

Forget it, Garona.

Buried in that tomb was nothing but despair.

As for the staff, now is not the time to ask for it. In the future, some guys who are wearing the shadow of death and claim to oppress all living beings will personally deliver the staff to me.

but not now..."

Blake grinned.

He listened to the changes in the waves on the sea. After the activation of Proudmoore's bloodline, he became more sensitive to the changes in the currents in the depths of the sea.

He heard the waves hitting the hull, and felt the rudder parting the water. Red was steering the steering wheel, and the current was driving the ship in the direction set by Blake.

Everything is going smooth.

Under the surrounding sea water, there was no Hades power emerging. Habulon and Nagfar were definitely chasing him, but they were still some distance away from approaching him.

He said to Garona:

"Keep an eye on Red and the orcs under his command for me. If they are dishonest and create a few 'accidents' for me, remind them that there is a legendary assassin on this ship who is watching them.

I won't let you do it in vain, ma'am.

Let me hire you.

I will give you first priority in selecting all the trophies acquired along the way on this voyage."

"I don't need those. I'm an assassin. It's enough to have my weapons with me."

Garona shook the dagger in her hand and held the Kingslayer on her fingertips in a very dangerous move. She said to Black:

"The old mage's approach is worth learning! I want you to owe me a favor, a big favor. The knowledge in your mind is much more important to me than wealth and treasures.

If I run into trouble in the future and need ‘advice’, you can’t refuse me.”

"Okay."

The pirate waved his hand and agreed generously.

The legendary assassin laughed, and his figure quietly disappeared into the shadows.

She is very relaxed now.

Even though she was following Blake through unfamiliar waters, with a group of dangerous Hell Undead chasing her behind her, she still acted very relaxed.

Probably because the long-term hatred hunt has finally ended, the restraints imposed on her by the Shadow Council have been lifted, and freedom has come, although she is a little confused about the future.

But this legendary assassin can't wait to enjoy a new life.

She has done many wrong things.

Even though he was driven by Gul'dan behind the scenes, it was an indisputable fact that his hands were stained with blood. Those heavy blood debts he had shouldered in the past would one day have to be repaid.

She knows this and is not afraid of facing the moment of reckoning.

But before that, there was still a lot of hatred in her heart that had not been released.

Blake felt the flow of shadows behind him. On the sea, with the full blood of Proudmoore, his perception became very keen.

He lit a flare with fire and threw it out. After confirming that Garona had really left, he reached out and pushed the blindfold on his right eye. The left eye was full of meaning.

"She thought she was alone, poor Garona, she thought she had no worries. But she didn't know that she still had relatives alive.

A very powerful person, more powerful than her, but walking on the completely opposite path.

She didn't know.

The strong man has been looking for her.

Do you think I should tell her this news? She still wants to take advantage of my favor, which is really cruel. With just such a piece of news, I can trick her into working for me for free for several years.

I can also whet her appetite and ask her to help me kill those who are malicious to me... just like she did when she served Gul'dan, and she will never refuse.

However, she is a friend, so there is no need to use this terrible method. I will tell her when necessary."

"You mean Vindicator Maraad?"

The voice of the young bronze dragon Sephiel, who had been silent for the past two days, sounded in Blake's ears. Miss Long asked:

"Also, are you sure you want the power of shadow?"

"I'm sure that things like the Skull of Gul'dan have already fallen into my hands. It would be a waste if not used wisely. As for the powerful Holy Light Walker Maraad..."

The pirate placed the Skull of Gul'dan in front of his eyes and looked at the dark eye sockets of the skull, shining with dark green spots of light.

After looking at it for a long time, the light in the eyes seemed to become a whirlpool.

As Blake's thoughts were being engulfed and drawn into it, probably because he felt that he was about to be used, the dark magic power inside the skull that was as viscous as liquid also became active.

It was like a pulsating black silk coil, swallowing Blake's right hand into it.

He said:

"The Draenei have not yet entered Azeroth. In the words of your bronze dragons, the moment of destiny has not yet arrived. I have no intention of changing this.

Now is not the best time.

Garona's current mind is not as sophisticated as it was more than ten years ago. She has always been a lonely assassin, and she is also longing for friendship in the shadows.

I don't want to destroy this purity. After all, she helped me.

As for her relationship with Maraad, that is a trump card that can be used. Since it is in your hand, you must play it at the right time."

The pirate shrugged and said something. The bronze baby dragon did not respond to this sentence. She said with a sense of exhaustion:

"I helped you once in my ghost form on the Broken Coast, which caused my soul to break away from the protection of the soul stone, and was torn apart very tiredly and painfully.

I may need to sleep for a while next.

You have been bathed in my dragon blood. As long as you don't cause big trouble, the bronze dragon will not be able to observe you. I will help you intervene in Gul'dan's death. Your and our fate have been bound together.

So, try to be as low-key as possible before I wake up."

"call"

The voice of the bronze dragon subsided, and the cabin became quiet.

The pirate took a deep breath, and in the cabin that was floating up and down and swaying left and right, he took off the glove on his right hand and placed his fingers on the Skull of Gul'dan.

Almost immediately, I felt the shadow magic floating inside.

It is like an active weapon, waiting for the user to activate it.

Closing his eyes, Blake felt the call from the dark magic. He responded to it, letting go of his vigilance and the shadows surrounding him, and allowed the magic of the shadows to flow from Gul'dan's skull to his fingers.

But he rejected the more violent evil energy infection.

He didn't want to have anything to do with this violent force originating from the devil.

"Buzz"

The magic power is vibrating, and the dark magic flow seeps into the body bit by bit. Even though you close your eyes, you can still see the changes in the text on the character card:

Activate class engraving. Warlock... Shadow magic is infused... Warlock class is activated!

A line of words appears at the top of the character card.

In Blake's gaze, his empty third rank finally emerged:

Character Card: Derek Proudmoore (Black Shaw)

Class: Level 35 Pirate/Level 30 Ranger/Level 1 Warlock

New talents: Demonology, Soul Stone Production, Grimoire Production (Beginner)

Successfully light up the class.

But Blake did not stop absorbing the shadow magic power from the Skull of Gul'dan. As the dark magic power continued to flow into his body, there was an additional magic bar below the life bar of Black's character card.

In addition, his original Shadow Affinity talent also jumped from intermediate to advanced, allowing Blake to instantly perceive the power of the surrounding shadows more delicately.
To be continued...