39. Magic Plague Chant: Stealing into the Night with the Wind, Harming in Silence [Bonus Chapter 15]

(Additional update for brother "Huo Zhengtinghao" [1/5])

Just as Diakum and Neri were enjoying what was, in a sense, their first full-hearted "integration of mind and body", in Gadgetzan, another distant continent in the south, a long-lasting pursuit battle had just ended.

Maraad leaned on the Naaru hammer and panted. Nubodon beside him also collapsed on the ground, throwing aside the low-key and luxurious Karabor Crystal Tower war hammer. The gem buckler in his hand had been completely shattered by the evil magic.

In addition to the two of them, there were several Shifting Sands Guardian elves who were fully armed and holding Desert Raider's Thorn and were also seriously injured.

If it were just an escaped Lord Nathrezim, these quicksand warriors would not be in such a mess.

The main reason is that after "The Slaughterer" Sorenor realized that he was being hunted, he decisively used the Dreadlord's special tricks. After this bastard escaped from Gadgetzan to Gadgetzan, he used Mind Magic to confuse a large group of tough sailors as his servants and set a trap.

Just men come here to kill demons, and they cannot kill innocent people with them.

The helpless battle lasted for a long time, and finally Maraad seized the opportunity. While Nubodon summoned the elements to trap Nathrezim, Great Uncle used Lightforged's sacred judgment to give the guy a fatal blow.

The Nathrezim lord who was expelled from Material World was left with only the corrupt and evil magic armor smashed on the ground. The Psychic Scream caused after it was killed made many innocent people cover their heads and scream, but the good news is that those guys controlled by Mind Magic finally regained their consciousness.

"You guys with long hooves are pretty good at fighting!"

A "big black cow" wearing a captain's hat and a white smock, but covered in blood, leaned against a nearby cargo box.

This tough Tauren Warrior and pirate grinned and opened a bottle of rum, took a sip to suppress the pain, and then threw the bottle to the adjutant beside him and punched him hard. Well, that guy was also a big black bull.

Don't ask why Desolace's Tauren came to be pirates, ask just to make ends meet.

However, apart from these two black bull brothers, there are other pirates from various races. Most of them are humans who can't survive in the Eastern Continent, a small number are Goblin, and there are a few rare Trolls pirates.

"Sorry, I was a bit harsh just now."

Maraad pulled up Nubodon, then stepped forward with the war hammer and stretched out his hand to Tauren, saying:

"This is a matter of justice and there is no room for hesitation."

"Yeah, who would have thought that there is a demon hiding in my boat? Damn it! Being controlled by its spell is like drinking dozens of bottles of low-quality wine in one breath and vomiting, and my head hurts."

Pirate leader Kara Cape grabbed Draenei's hand and asked the sturdy Blue Skins to pull him up. He glanced at his broken sword, touched his broken horn, and then looked at the messy warehouse.

The guy sighed with an unhappy look on his face and said:

"That's all, I'm unlucky today. You helped us get rid of the devil and saved us from being killed. I'll remember this favor.

From now on, if you need help at Gadgetzan, just give me my name. The name "Cape Boss" is quite useful here. But you have to take away all the damn things left by this devil! I don't want to deal with these dangerous things."

"This is as it should be."

Maraad stepped forward and called Holy Light to purify the Fel armor left by Nathrezim, while Shifting Sands Guardian took away the devil's emblem and wanted to take back Cenarion Hold and give it to General Staghelm.

While everyone was busy, Nubodon, who was resting on the cargo box, suddenly heard a familiar coughing sound.

He turned around sharply and saw a Goblin pirate under Kara Cape holding his chest and coughing heartbreakingly. Shaman keenly noticed that gray patches appeared on Goblin's arm.

"No! It's infected with Magic Plague!"

Nubodon jumped up and shouted:

"Everyone else, stay away and don't come near it!"

As soon as they heard the plague, the other pirates immediately jumped away with a whoosh. Nubodon quickly stepped forward to check on the coughing Goblin. After pulling up his sleeves, the gray spots on his arms were shocking.

As the leader of the pirates, Cape Boss immediately saw that a few people in the crowd had strange expressions on their faces. He rushed up and grabbed the collars of those guys and pulled them away.

Sure enough, these human pirates also had the same spots on their bodies.

"Boss, I have it on my arm too."

The pirate first mate "Mr. Heavy Punch", who was hit by Maraad and almost vomited blood, said in a low voice to the ugly-looking Cape Boss:

"If it wasn't there yesterday, it must be the devil's fault. I'm just wondering why I'm so weak today. I can't even defeat a blue-skinned hoof monster."

"Wake up, you can't beat this guy under normal circumstances! He's a legend, don't mess with him."

Haijiao cursed.

But as a pirate leader who traverses the sea, the Black Bull Pirate immediately realized that something was wrong. He said to the serious-faced Maraad:

"We Tauren are a race blessed by the Mother Goddess of the Earth. Ordinary plagues cannot infect us at all! What on earth is this "Magic Plague"? Why can it infect everyone regardless of racial differences?"

"It is a plague developed by demons. Its power is taken from our world. It has extremely strong infectious properties on all life forms and will also degrade your spirit, strength and body."

Maraad briefly introduced:

"The elves Warrior in the Silithus fortress are all contaminated by the plague spread by the devil. It is precisely because of this that we are hunting this Nathrezim. You have been with it for two days and one night, so you must have been infected.

But don't worry, Nubodon is looking for a way to restrain the plague. If the Forest Sprite Sage of our world can be brought over, then these Plague Spores will be controlled soon. But what I am worried about now is that this damn Dreadlord will come to Gadgetzan even though it is being hunted, and it may have other purposes!

Can I check your goods?

I suspect it may use the shipping here to spread the disease to other parts of the world."

"Blank! This is really fatal!"

Although he was a pirate doing business without any capital, Cape Boss was also shocked when he heard that Magic Plague had infected the whole world.

Without Maraad having to do it himself, Haijiao picked up a crowbar and opened up the goods that were ready to be shipped. He took out a bottle of Goblin's privately brewed rum and threw it to Shaman. Nubodon unscrewed the lid and poured it out a little to check with elemental spells.

After a moment, he nodded with a dark face and said:

"There are Magic Plague spores in this wine, and that demon has been hiding in Gadgetzan for two days! Quick, ask the local port authority to investigate where the outbound ships have gone in the past two days?"

Maraad and Haijiao rushed out. When they arrived at the Gadgetzan affairs office, they pushed the door open and saw two Goblin employees fighting like barbarians. Although their appearance had not changed, the turbidity and irritability in their eyes did not show the shrewdness and cunning of the Goblins in the past.

"Their minds were degraded by Magic Plague and turned into beasts. This is the power of Magic Plague!"

Maraad separated the two Goblin and said to Cape Boss who was so frightened that his hair stood on end:

"If it is not controlled, your brothers will also end up like this. Magic Plague is not just infecting your bodies. This vicious thing will turn all patients back to their original weak state.

Quick!

Check the port authority's records. How many ships have left the port in the past few days?"

Haijiao immediately grabbed the thick record book. After a while, Tol Dagor, who had entered Kul Tiras, and Tauren, a pirate who had seen a lot of the market and was not afraid of anything, said tremblingly:

"Booty Coast, Kul Tiras, Razorfen Hold, Southshore and Menethil Harbor, even Howling Fjord from Northland The Vrykul port of and Broken Isles, and the record on it says that Dreadlord disguised as a dwarf came here half a month ago!

Gadgetzan is the largest port in South Seas and the most prosperous commercial distribution center in the world.

It's over!

Blanch!

The world is going to end."

"Be honest! Don't move, or I'll throw you into the sea."

On the South Seas route, a Kul Tiras small warship has just intercepted a smuggling ship. The ensign on the ship is escorting a group of dejected Goblin smugglers to board their ship. The captain of the warship shouted to his sailors on the deck:

"King Daelin is going to send our Invincible fleet to the Stormwind Kingdom to help in the battle. They will pass by here soon. We want to pay our respects to the warriors who defend human civilization! The rum smuggled by these bastards is just for the fleet as supplies."

"Yes, yes, you are far-sighted."

The quartermaster came over with two bottles of wine, handed one to the captain, and said:

"Look, they also have golden rum from Gadgetzan in their cargo box. This is in short supply.

These damned Goblins have violated Kul Tiras's laws many times, saying that they are not allowed to traffic in illegal liquor. The gallows at Port of Boralus hangs a group of smugglers every week, but these guys still have to take risks.

Huh, Tol Dagor is definitely going to be lively now."

"We should hang all these Green Skins people who are interested in money. They dare to compete with us for the South Seas air route."

The old captain's eyes were full of coldness.

While he was twisting open the golden rum bottle in his hand, he put it under his nostrils and sniffed. The authentic aroma made the captain nod with satisfaction. He took a sip and threw the bottle to the sailors beside him.

But soon, the captain noticed that the Goblin who were escorted aboard were coughing continuously.

"What happened to them? Are they sick?"

The vigilant old captain immediately waved his hand and said:

"Let the medical officer come and take a look."

A few minutes later, the ship's medical officer came forward to report:

"It's a special disease that may be contagious. Those Goblins all have gray patches on their bodies. I don't know if it can be transmitted to humans. Do we need to use "special means"?"

"We are civilized people, doctors, how can we throw them all into the sea? They are just smugglers, not pirates, so they don't need such cruel punishments."

The captain shook his head and said:

"Throw them a few boats and a few bottles of wine from their ships. Kul Tiras has already shown mercy. Now let them pray to the sea for mercy.

By the way, please ask Tidesages on the ship to clean our ship and loot. We must complete this before rendezvousing with First Fleet.

I don't want this damn infectious disease to harm our heroic sailors. It is said that the commander First Fleet went to support Stormwind Kingdom this time was Derek Proudmoore, the heir to the throne recognized by King Daelin.

Since we have also been called up, we must perform well and strive to make meritorious deeds and honor our ancestors."

"Shall we go directly to Stormwind port?"

The first mate came over and asked:

"That place can't hold First Fleet, can it?"

"You may have to go to Booty Bay first, complete supplies there and beat the very dishonest Goblin Cartel, then go north to Westfall, and enter the Stormwind Kingdom inland sea under the guidance of the western lighthouse."

The old captain rubbed the compass in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and whispered to the first mate:

"Please clean up the cabin on the way. I heard that His Majesty Llane from the Stormwind Kingdom sent a letter to our king requesting to assist in the evacuation of civilians. At that time, third-class ships like ours may have to perform transportation missions."

"Ah?"

The first mate pushed up his military cap and said in surprise:

"Has the situation gotten so bad? Can the Stormwind people who have always been proud and isolated take the initiative to evacuate?"

"Who knows."

The old captain shook his head and said:

"We are soldiers. We just need to carry out the orders. You watch here while I go back and prepare."

After saying that, the captain walked to his captain's cabin to change into the military uniform he had used for reporting a while ago. However, after entering the captain's cabin, he coughed. He patted his strong body in confusion and cursed South Seas a few times. Feng Zhenlie didn't care anymore.

The men of the sea have always been heroic, and the Kul Tiras people's strong bodies are enough for them to face all wind and rain, but Tidesages on the ship quickly discovered a problem.

These unique believers, an extension of the Kul Tiras people's worship of the sea, are very much like a combination of Priest and Shaman. They can call upon the elements to fight, and can also draw divine power from the tide. They are the most important pillar force of the Kul Tiras fleet in crossing the sea. Each warship will be equipped with at least one Tidesages.

Their duties in military affairs are tedious, but they are also very respected.

On ships of other factions, if the captain is injured, the first mate will take over the command, but on Kul Tiras's side, when the captain is unable to perform his duties, the command will be transferred to Tidesages first.

This is their tradition.

"There's something wrong with this ship! There's something wrong with the cargo on it!"

The robed Tidesages circled around the Goblin smuggling ship. He turned back and shouted to his apprentice who was holding the incense burner:

"Quick! Report to the captain immediately. The tide is warning me that there is a dark force on this ship. Tell them not to touch Goblin's cargo! Dark Power is hidden inside."

When the news reached the warship, the captain rushed into the cabin in shock and saw the off-duty sailors drinking the moonshine seized from Goblin.

Finished

He coughed, realizing that he might have fallen into trouble this time.

But the captain was an old soldier after all, and he immediately reacted and asked Tidesages to send a signal to First Fleet, telling them not to approach this sea area.

A moment later, on the First Fleet flagship "Pride of Boralus" where Kul Tiras was riding the wind and waves, the young and brave Derek Proudmoore heard the important news. He covered his mouth with a handkerchief to make his coughing sound quieter, and he said:

"So, are the sailors of "The Valiant" also infected with this strange disease?"

"Yes, Prince."

Tidesages Master Thomas Zelling sighed and said:

"This strange disease appeared a few days ago. Port of Boralus There are also a large number of civilians showing weakness and gray patches on their bodies. It is exactly the same as the sailors in our fleet. It is obviously super contagious.

It does not appear to be fatal at the moment, but it is difficult to say whether this is an early symptom.

I suggest that we return immediately. Given the current situation of First Fleet, let alone supporting Stormwind Kingdom, I am afraid that we will not be able to protect ourselves if we continue sailing like this.

And"

The master looked around and said in a whisper to the serious-looking Prince:

"I communicated with Hai Chao, who told me that the same situation occurred in Southshore and Menethil Harbor. While Stormwind Kingdom was invaded by Green Skins, an epidemic had gradually spread in Northern Borderlands.

This is a conspiracy!

A terrible conspiracy, we are still unable to determine who launched this plague."

"Your Highness. Urgent report from the front!"

While Prince was talking to Master Tidesages, his guard opened the door to the captain's cabin and reported while coughing:

"Goblin. Booty Bay's rich men sent envoys, and they invited us to Booty Bay."

"Invitation?"

The prince frowned and said:

"What do they want to do?"

"Ask for help! Your Highness, Goblin are asking for help."

The guard said weakly:

"They reported that a terrible plague has swept through Booty Coast. The infected Goblin are losing their minds and attacking each other. There is already chaos there. The rich man begged Tidesages for support. It said it is willing to spend one-tenth of its property to ask us to help them survive this disaster."

"Hiss"

Masters Prince Derek and Tidesages took a breath of air at the same time.

The wealthy Goblin can take the initiative to give out one-tenth of his property to pray for help. It seems that the plague sweeping South Seas is indeed a bit scary.

"What?"

At night, when Diakum and Neri, who had been fooling around for a long time and had lost all their stress, returned to Stormwind hand in hand, they received a terrible piece of bad news from Master Malin who was anxiously waiting for them.

Vigilant stared at the mage and said seriously:

"You repeat, what problem did the dwarves have near the port of Wetlands and Southshore? A strange plague? Is this coming from Cult of the Damned?"

"Magic Plague! Dick, it's Magic Plague! The patient has gray spots on his body, is accompanied by coughing and weakness, and is confused and difficult to think. These are the typical symptoms of Magic Plague."

Neri held her boyfriend's hand tightly and said:

"This is the devil's method, and something bad is going to happen now!"