Journey to Azeroth

Chapter 181 Broken Isles
Karl reached out to help Galina who had fallen to the ground, and found that there was only one dagger left in her hand, and the missing one was the sacrificial dagger, the weapon used by the tentacle giant.

"Perhaps," Galina lowered her voice to avoid being heard by the people around her, and said to Karl cautiously, "The target of these Naga has never been the Fradin."

Karl nodded and said in agreement: "Their goal may have always been this dagger."

Looking at the messy battlefield and the relieved comrades, Karl sighed and did not tell the truth.

"I'm exhausted!" Carol came out of the cabin cursingly, dragged the Naga Priest, and sat on the ground panting.

At this time, the battlefield became messy under Karl's fire spell. The damage caused by these Naga to the Fradin may not be as great as Karl's, but without him, it would be difficult for these people to defend the Naga's attack .

The most striking thing is a damage on the deck with a radius of more than 5 meters. The upper deck has disappeared. The captain and guard leader are constantly directing their men to clean up the battlefield, take out spare wood, and try to repair the damaged deck.

"Authentic Ironforge tobacco," said Cowley, who molded a pipe out of nowhere, and was puffing away with a few dwarf mercenaries, while admiring the authenticity of the opponent's tobacco.

"That's it!" The dwarf brother was proud, "I don't even look at what family I come from, our family history is equal to our smoking history!"

Carl couldn't help rolling his eyes, there's nothing to show off about this thing.

Blake looked at Cowley who was calling the dwarves brothers, seriously showing a very complicated emotion, envy, hatred?Maybe nothing.

"Brother, where are you going?" Carl sat quietly beside Cowley and said to the bragging dwarf.

"A few old guys from the Archaeological Association don't know what's smashed their brains, and they are going to the Broken Isles to find the ancient Titan ruins," the dwarf brother shook his head depressedly, "Isn't Ironforge enough for them to dig? Why did they have to travel so far? The place."

Soon, the captain and his subordinates will start repairing the damaged deck. Karl and the dwarf mercenaries also returned to the room with a dozen gold coins in his gratitude.

During the voyage, Karl once again passed the magic addiction. Seeing that only half of the Sunwell essence was left, he was under a lot of pressure. Half of the time had passed. He had not yet arrived at the Broken Isles. Madele's lab was found, but plans never changed fast.

The following time was calm and the sea was calm, not even experiencing a storm. After [-] days of sailing, they arrived at the Broken Isles smoothly.

Carl and his party walked out of the cabin slowly, and found that the Fradin was safely parked on the sea, and not far away was the destination of their trip—the Broken Isles.

There is basically no port in the Broken Isles where a large passenger ship like the Fradin can berth, so it has to stop at sea, and then the coast where guests are transported by small boats.

The only port that can anchor is the deep-water port in Suramar City, but these night children are very feudal, xenophobic, and full of hostility to other races. They do not allow ships of other races to dock in their ports.

Those merchants who need to go to Suramar can only disembark here and enter Suramar through other means.

Carl and his party are sitting on the boat at the moment. A sailor is struggling to shake the oar and control the boat to move forward. The other two captains are full of dwarves. They are dwarf archaeologists and their mercenaries. The last boat is The specific purpose of several human merchants is unknown.

Today's waves are relatively large, the boat struggled for three hours on the sea before it successfully landed, the sailors who controlled the boat were almost exhausted, and they were sitting on the coast watching the wind and waves on the sea, crying without tears, because they still had to paddle Back to the Fradin in the boat.

Karl patted a sailor on the shoulder as a sign of comfort, said goodbye to the dwarven mercenaries, and set off with a few teammates.

The dwarf mercenaries complained depressingly, because they saw those fanatical archaeologists abandoning the main road and plunged into the woods on both sides of the main road, while Karl and his men marched northward along the main road.

The time soon approached the evening, and the few people were still moving forward. Corolle had already started to complain that he was hungry, and Corolle stopped complaining by knocking hard on his arm with the scabbard of his dagger.

"Be careful!" Blake raised his neck, looked into the distance, turned his head and made a silence gesture to several teammates, and said in a low voice, "There are people in front."

"Galina, go and see," Karl ordered.

After a while, Galina, who went to scout ahead, had returned, "It looks like a merchant's camp, just."

"Just what?"

"It's just that their outfits are a bit weird." Galina looked at Carl before hesitating to speak, and continued under the encouraging eyes of everyone, "It's even weirder than Mr. Carl."

"What's wrong with me!" Carl shouted depressed.

"It's not weird that you wear a black Lu Xing cloak and a hood every day!" He was speechless for a moment.

"In short, these people look like businessmen, but they don't look like much," Galina concluded.

"Let's go and have a look," Karl stood up, took off his hood after thinking about it, and led the crowd forward.

Soon, a medium-sized camp appeared in front of everyone. In the center of the camp was a burning bonfire. Several men in black with hoods sat around the bonfire and warmed up. The food on the bonfire was separated by Karl who was more than ten meters away. can smell.

Surrounding the bonfire are several large tents, each of which can accommodate nearly ten people.

"who!"

Before they approached the camp, they were discovered. Two archers appeared from the darkness, their longbows ready to go, and their feathered arrows pointed directly at them.

Not to be outdone, Galina drew out her compound longbow and confronted them.

"Sorry," Carl raised his hands, indicating that he had no weapons in his hands, and explained to a human who came from the camp: "We have no malicious intentions."

"What's the matter?" The figure of the visitor looked human, but he completely hid his figure in the black robe, with a hood covering his head, and even his face was covered with a black cloth.Only a pair of eyes were exposed to stare at a few people.

The heart palpitations for no reason reminded Carl that he was staring closely at the eyes of the visitor, but found nothing wrong.

Avoiding Carl's gaze, the visitor continued, "Leave quickly if you have nothing to do, we don't welcome strangers."

"It's getting late, we want to borrow one side of the camp, so that we can take care of each other at night," Black came out from behind Carl, and stood in front of the man in black.

The man in black hesitated, and after thinking for a moment, he explained: "Please wait a moment, this requires the permission of the leader."

Soon, the man in black went back and forth, nodded to several people, his movements were a little stiff, "Gentlemen, the leader has agreed, you can rest on the left side of the camp."

(End of this chapter)