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Zhang Cheng is very much looking forward to the fact that the dragon eggs produced by Kuro Kerba and Onyxia can perfectly inherit this gene and become an indispensable part of the future legion.

Just when he was about to take a look at the huge cocoon, Mogmulok suddenly rushed in and shouted out of breath, "Master! Those Bloodsail pirates! They agreed to your conditions!"

"Oh? They agreed?" A surprised expression appeared on Zhang Cheng's face.

You must know that what he proposed is not a cooperation or employment plan in the ordinary sense, but a joint capture of Booty Bay, and control of the southernmost strategic point of the Eastern Continent.

Normally, such a large-scale operation will inevitably involve the interests of all parties, especially the Blackwater Pirates who are supported by the goblin consortium are still protecting the waters. Once the two sides are fully launched, it will inevitably cause a considerable degree of chaos.

"Yes! They agreed! But the other party asked you to meet at the beach in the southwest of the swamp at nightfall the day after tomorrow." Mogmulok added nervously.

"Very good! Go and give orders to the Stoneclaw Clan and head to the designated place immediately. Remember, you must give your partners an impressive meeting. Also, I don't like murlocs, not at all, so give me Clean them up." Zhang Cheng stroked his chin and ordered.

In any case, on the desolate continent of Kalimdor, there are not many forces capable of transporting across the sea. Among them, night elves, orcs, and Theramore naturally cannot make too much contact, and goblins are too greedy. Sailing pirates became the only choice.

What's more, he is very clear that these bloodthirsty and ferocious guys are staring at the rich Booty Bay. As long as this can be satisfied, they will certainly not be stingy to provide some necessary help, such as killing more than 800 ogres in one breath. Shipping to the Eastern Continent.

As for whether the goblins in Booty Bay will suffer heavy casualties because of this, or even disappear from the world of Azeroth forever, then it doesn't matter to Zhang Cheng.

Anyway, these green-skinned little ones are not very popular with the Stormwind Kingdom, and they don't play any vital role in the future history. Even if they are all killed, there is no need to worry about the bronze dragon causing trouble.

Ever since, the two hit it off.

It's just that the Bloodsail pirates don't know how dangerous they are joining hands with, let alone what the real ending awaits them.

"Understood! Please rest assured that I will handle this matter well. But...you promised that as long as I get rid of the Bloodsail Pirates, I will be able to gain great power." Mogmulok's eyes revealed excitement and expectation, He lowered his voice and reminded.

"Oh! I almost forgot! Here! Take it." Zhang Cheng casually threw a bottle of the improved 3.0 evolution potion over.

Mogmulok, who had already been impatient, immediately unplugged the plug and poured his brain down his throat.

In less than a minute, the muscles and bones in his body began to grow rapidly, and a large piece of gray-brown cuticle and hair like armor formed on his body surface. For some reason, his two eyes finally fused together.

One-eyed!

Unparalleled upper body strength!

Almost exaggerated explosive muscles!

Everything makes him look very similar to Hill Gron!

Obviously, as the most powerful individual of the Stonemaul Ogre in existence, Mogmulok has a higher degree of atavism than any other member, and almost perfectly reproduces the appearance of Hill Gron...

Chapter 600 Bloodsail Pirates

The southwestern coastline of Dustwallow Marsh is a well-known restricted area for ships. Even the most experienced captains will not venture into it easily.

Because there are not only hidden reefs scattered here and there, but also a large number of murlocs, lobstermen, and plesiosaurs. No matter which one they encounter, they can make a fully armed warship unable to eat.

Of course, there will never be a shortage of daring guys in the world, and those ships that sank in this water area are the best warning to countless captains.

But today, a huge battleship quietly avoided the detection of Theramore Lighthouse, and under the cover of night, it docked secretly in a fairly safe bay.

I saw a 50-year-old human man in a blood-red coat directing the sailors to put down three small boats and head straight for the white sandy beach ahead.

After a while, they successfully landed on land and began to patrol around vigilantly.

About two or three minutes later, a sailor frowned and said to himself, "Strange! If I remember correctly, there should be quite a few murlocs and lobstermen here. Why are they gone today?"

"Idiot! Wouldn't it be nice to be gone? Could it be that you still want to have a fight with those monsters that exude a stench all over the body?" Another sailor rolled his eyes angrily.

"No! I mean it's a bit abnormal! You have to understand that creatures like murlocs and lobstermen will never leave their territory easily unless they encounter natural enemies. I think there must be something around them that scares them things." The sailor who spoke before explained nervously.

"Captain Phil! I think what Duncan said makes sense! We'd better be careful." A middle-aged man who looked like an adjutant took the initiative to remind him.

The old man in a blood-red coat stroked the bushy beard on his chin, and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry! I know where those pesky murlocs and lobstermen have gone. This is actually a show of strength by our allies. am I right?"

The voice just fell!

He turned around and stared at the depths of the dense forest where he couldn't see his fingers.

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!

Accompanied by sparse applause, Zhang Cheng came out of the darkness unhurriedly, and bowed slightly with one hand on his chest: "Good evening, dear Captain Phil Laren, or I should call you Fleet Commander instead. Your Mightiness?"

"Oh? You know me!" Phil Laren raised his eyebrows in surprise.

After all, it's been less than a month since he was promoted to the commander of the Stranglethorn Vale fleet by the top management of the Bloodsail Pirates. Normally, it is impossible for the outside world to know this confidential information.

"Of course! I also know that your fleet consists of three warships, namely your flagship Red Mist, Captain Neharu's Zhanlang, and Captain Stillwater's Maiden's Luck. Maybe you don't know I will believe that there are very few things in this world that I don't know, especially those important events that can affect the entire world process." Zhang Cheng gave the other party a meaningful look with a smile on his face.

Old Phil, who has experienced several wars, obviously won't be intimidated by this psychological tactic, and joked with a half-smile: "Wow! It seems that you have a good intelligence network at hand, and even our secrets can be found in Got it right away. Maybe I should suggest to the commander to clean up the interior and see if he can find some traitors and spies."

"As you like!" Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Snapped!

Accompanied by crisp sounds, the ogres that had been ambushing around left the cover of the shadow one after another, and surrounded a dozen Bloodsail pirates from all directions.

Each of them held more or less two or three corpses of murlocs and lobstermen in their hands, and stuffed them into their mouths. The bloody picture, ordinary people would probably spit it out on the spot.

"What do you mean?" Old Phil stared at these monsters from another world warily.

He wasn't one of those ignorant brats who knew what ogres were formidable opponents in battle.

During the Orc War, many soldiers who thought they possessed extraordinary strength would be smashed into patties with their shields by these stupid-looking big fat men.

Except for a very small number of talented heroes, no one dared to fight one-on-one with the ogre, and it made no difference to court death.

"Relax, don't be nervous, I'm just introducing you to my fighters. Think about it, once they rush into Booty Bay, how much psychological pressure will it cause the enemy? Believe me, as long as we work together, we can win Treasure Bay is not a problem at all. Of course, since it is cooperation, we have to negotiate terms in advance. My condition is that the Bloodsail Pirates can take two-thirds of the goblin's wealth and use it as a supply port. And I will Get the remaining third, and the right to rule Booty Bay. How about it, do you agree?"

Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be full of confidence and made a condition.

In fact, as a group of vicious pirates, Bloodsail does not have much ambition, let alone occupy a piece of land and establish his own country.

They are not lions, but a group of sharks, a group of vultures that feed on blood, so they don't need the so-called "territory". As long as they can plunder enough wealth, it doesn't matter if they cooperate with undead and demons.

"Can we get two-thirds?" Old Phil's eyes shone with a frightening light when he heard this number.

You must know that the owner of Booty Bay, the "big rich man" Rivegarz, is a leader in the goblin consortium. The wealth he has gained through trade and blackwater pirates for so many years is enough to shame the Stormwind Kingdom, which is in financial trouble.

If he could really get two-thirds of his property at once, even if he handed over the bulk, the rest would be enough to support the entire fleet for several years, and even add a few more good ships.

Zhang Cheng undoubtedly sensed the shallow thinking of the opponent's brain, and nodded with a smile: "Yes! You can take two-thirds. But the premise is that you can't carry out large-scale killing and destruction of Booty Bay, Especially no fire, I need to get a whole city, not a ruin."

"Deal! But you still ensure that these big guys participate in the battle all the time. We have to draw out the fleet of Blackwater Pirates and wipe them out before we can attack Booty Bay." Old Phil cast his eyes on the big ogres around him .

He seemed to be able to see the old enemy of the Bloodsail Pirates panicking when they encountered these terrible monsters.