"Furo..."

Standing on the dock of Treasure Bay and watching the ghost ship that was moving away in the fog, the death goblin breathed a long sigh.

"I finally got it over."

Buddy Moore's heart was no longer beating, but at this moment, he still felt extremely grateful. In a day, he used poison and cruel massacre to loot the entire treasure bay. Before Terion arrived, he hurriedly completed the transformation of three ghost ships, thereby outlining the blueprint for the future undead navy for the Grand Lord of the Dark Blade.

Although Terion has made it clear that the maritime legion, which he had built himself, would not be left to him in the future, the goblins were not disappointed because he received enough compensation, and as he thought, perhaps he would not need to join the war of the Den Blade in the future.

Unlike other death lords, Buddy Moore is not very interested in killing and destruction. Whether in his lifetime or after death, his obsession has never changed. That is to make money! Make more money! Become the richest goblin in the world!

And now, Buddy has taken a big step towards his future.

The death goblin watched the great lord disappear on the sea. He turned to look at the dead treasure bay behind him. The goblin reached out and grabbed the command knife at his waist. A trace of pleasure flashed in his gray eyes.

"From today, this city belongs to me!"

"No, this is mine!"

Another husky voice rang behind Buddy, and the resurrected rich man Rivegaz almost spurted fire in his gray eyes, and he screamed:

"Buddy Moore, you dirty private pirate, don't even want to take my money!"

"Hehehe! My friend Rivegaz."

The goblin turned around and rubbed his hands with a philistine smile. He smiled cunningly and said to the original owner of Treasure Bay:

"This city is ours! Don't forget that you are now the second-in-command of the Anblade Consortium. We are all loyal to the great masters. What we need is not quarrel, but cooperation! Cooperation! Do you understand? Build more ghost ships for the masters and make more money for both of us at the same time! Look, I have given you the best "gift"!"

"You murdered me! You are such a mess!"

The rich man screamed and was about to pounce on him and fight with Buddy, but he was soon trapped by the goblin Death Knight with the grip of death. Buddy looked at the angry Rivegaz in a row. His gray eyes turned and whispered:

"Idiot! Death is not a punishment or a disaster, it is a blessing! Think about it, you don't need to waste time eating, you don't need to rest anymore, and make money every minute!"

Buddy pointed at the dead city in front of him:

"Everyone in this city has accepted this blessing. You don't have to pay them any more, you don't have to provide them with leave. Think about it, how much money will you save for it!"

"More importantly, no one dares to stop us. The master's army is our most powerful support! As the master gradually conquered the world, our money will only be faster and faster... My friend, have you seen that future? We will become the richest goblins."

Stimulated by these words, Rivegaz finally calmed down. He narrowed his eyes and said softly:

"We will surpass the Rust Water Consortium and the Hot Sand Consortium, and we will step on them... We will become the trading princes of the Dark Blade Consortium, humiliating Gary Vix with infinite wealth, oh... maybe, maybe what you said makes sense."

The rich man thought for a moment, and he looked at Buddy with his head tilted, his face full of hypocritical smile, and Rivegaz snorted:

"What are you waiting for? Let me go, idiot! Cry those "sleeping" guys, those lazy guys have been sleeping for the whole day! You know this will make me...well, how much money will cost us!"

Buddy shrugged, and his fingers were swung, and the rich man was free. The latter rubbed his wrist, walked forward, and punched Buddy's cheek. The goblin Death Knight's face was smashed to the other side, but the next moment, Rivegaz patted his shoulder:

"This punch is because of the knife you stabbed me... Next, my partner, it's time to join forces to make money!"

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"Crazy"

The scorching sea breeze in the South China Sea pushes the sea water against the coast, gathering wealth from the two continents here. This golden route of Azeroth will never be idle. There are also many people relying on it to survive. Pirates, merchant groups, and the sea with gold coins that attract countless people to join it. It is like the big mouth of a beast under the sea that opens its mouth. It will not stop swallowing until it is fully filled.

The goblins not only established commercial ports in the south of the Eastern Kingdom, but also had their own ports on the southernmost coastline of the Kalimdo continent. These little people chasing wealth will never give up even the possibility of making money. In fact, behind the routes divided by pirates on the South China Sea, there are also vague figures of several major goblin groups standing.

These little men were playing a cruel game with their lives on this vast South China Sea until a powerful force swept over here and eliminated them in one fell swoop.

But so far, everyone in this deadly game has felt very happy.

"Clang"

A dilapidated boat leaned against the harbor on the edge of the Hot Sand Harbor. Several mysterious figures with hoods walked down from the hut and quietly merged into the crowd without attracting anyone's attention. This commercial city built on the edge of the desert is more prosperous than the treasure bay. It is full of white sunshade gauze, made of sand and soil, cool underground houses, candied dates from the depths of the desert, and precious drinking water like gold.

Merchants carried goods on camels and boarded ships back and forth from the sea. Hawkers were selling along the streets, fireflies sat lazy at the door and chatted, and there were all kinds of snacks. The whole city was blown by the hot wind from the desert, and there was a strange smell, which was the smell of gold coins.

From the Port of Resanda, you can reach the port's satellite city Gakisen in a 30-minute journey, which is also a goblin city with the best taverns, casinos and places to enjoy in the south of Kalimdo. After crossing the sea, the sailors were happy to dilute every copper plate in the pocket there. It is said that Gakisen's Hot Sand consortium also provides loans and gladiatorial business. It can only be said that these goblins will indeed make money.

"You won't turn this place into a dead end, are you?"

Cromi, wearing a black hood, sat on the shoulders of the Tauren Karen Cape, and looked vigilantly at Terion behind her, and she asked in a low voice:

"You won't do that, right?"

“It depends on my mood.”

Terion reached out and pulled his hood down, and said softly:

"I don't even need to do it myself, but don't worry, my friend, before the business is done, I don't have so much free time to trouble these businessmen."

The Death Knight's eyes swept across the bustling streets around him, and at the noisy crowd, he shook his head:

"They are not the soldiers I need, they have no value."

"very good."

Cromi nodded, and she grabbed Karen's horns. After the old seahorse was pulled up, she became a lower-level knight. Moreover, Terion thought he had some potential, so this time he came to Kalimdo from the Eastern Continent and brought this tauren with him, of course, mainly for driving ships, piloting and acting as Cromi's "mount".

After all, it is a bit eye-catching that a dwarf appears in Hot Sand Harbor. As we all know, the two smartest races in Azeroth, the dwarf and the goblin, have actually not had a good relationship.

"Come with me, Kenodz is waiting for us."

Sefel, wearing a white and cool robe, can really make people shine, but unfortunately, the two men accompanying him are dead, and their beauty can no longer attract them.

Under Sefiel's leadership, Terion and Cromy soon came to a tavern in the dark alley of Resand Harbor. The business of this tavern was very poor. According to Terion's observation, it was probably because the wine here was mixed with inferior products of water. Of course, they were not here to drink.

On the edge of the dim tavern hall, a high elf in a golden robe was sitting there. His appearance was no different from that of a high elf. His whole body exuded a breath of no one to enter, his face was cold, and he also swept across the tavern door with his yellow snake eyes from time to time. It was obvious that it was the person Terion was about to meet.

"Mr. Kenodz, he's here."

Sefiel stood at the wine table with a hint of respect, but Cromy and Terion sat opposite Kainoz without hesitation. The eyes of the three people collided in an instant, and Sefiel could even feel a spark in the eyes.

"Crodom, I knew that such things always have something to do with you."

The powerful guardian of time moved his fingers and glanced at Cromi sitting opposite him, and he whispered:

"You are always restless, you are the most restless one."

"It's probably because I have a boy's name."

Cromy played with the wooden wine glass in her hand, and her sharp words were somewhat angry: "Isn't this the name you old guys gave me? Maybe you might be drunk the day you named it."

This ruthless irony made Kenoz feel a little embarrassed. He quickly skipped the topic, and then moved his eyes away from the bronze dragon thorn and placed it on Terion. The Death Knight sat quietly in his seat, drinking inferior rum expressionlessly.

Kainoz observed Terion, and after a moment he spoke:

"You are a mistake! An error that should have been cleared a long time ago!"

"Sorry, Mr. Kenoz, this is my mistake and I ignored it..."

Sefiel, who was standing aside, quickly whispered to admit his mistake, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Terion. The Death Knight raised his head and looked at the Guardian of Time in front of him calmly. He said in a low and empty voice:

"Don't ask him, Sefiel, you are not his dog, you need the leftovers of his feet to survive."

Terion narrowed his eyes and looked at the Guardian of Time in front of him. He poured his last sip of wine into his mouth and said:

"What do you think you are? Putting a big shot in front of me? The Deathwings couldn't scare me, and the price it scared me was: I threw it into the twisted void, so, do you think you can scare me? Let me kneel in front of you and beg for mercy?"

"Bang"

The wooden cup in the Death Knight's hand was corroded into wood chips all over the ground by the death energy. He looked at Kainoz and whispered:

"Do you know, 3 days ago, I just drew all the blood from the Dragon King's body? Maybe, you want to try that feeling too. Cromi is not the first rebel to pass through the end of time, you are... Is that right? Kenoz, you pretender, have also seen the future secretly!"

Kenoz did not respond, was not angry because of Terion's provocation, nor was he regretted being exposed. He just looked at the Death Knight in front of him, and after a moment, he said:

"So what? I've seen a desperate future, which does not mean that I want to join you in the deceitful King of Time. I am loyal to the Bronze Dragon Legion, and I won't do that."

Hearing this, Cromi stood up from the chair, and she stood on the table with her hands, staring at Kainoz without fear:

"Then what did you ask us to come here? Are you going to report us?"

"I'm just here to tell you that no deception can be hidden from the King of Time. The timeline is a net. The King of Time is beyond this net. Sooner or later, he will notice this abnormal node. You are just doing useless work, that's all."

Kenotz stood up, threw a gold coin on the table, and put a whole robe in place, and seemed to be planning to leave.

"I can pretend that what you have done in the past has not been seen, but don't cross the line anymore, it's for your own good."

A golden door shone behind Kainoz. He turned around, as if he had pushed open the door. Outside that door, there was endless starlight shining. The moment he stepped into the door, Terion picked up another cup again and said in a deep voice:

"It doesn't work to deceive Norzdom. Even if you can cheat for a while, you can't deceive the truth forever. Fortunately, we don't plan to deceive it at all. What we have to do is another thing."

"Um?"

Kenotz turned his head, and the playful light was beating in his cold eyes: "So, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"Bang"

The golden disc was thrown on the table and swirled quickly. Kenoz's eyes widened at this moment, and the Death Knight raised his head and drank the inferior wine in one go, while stretching out his fingers and pressing it on the rotating golden disc.

"Well, the plan is simple... let's get rid of it!"
Chapter completed!