Plenty of sunshine, white sandy beaches, lush tropical jungles, trolls with oil paint on their faces, and a myriad of strange animals......

Since crossing the Endless Sea, Phil Sr. has used his seafaring skills to take the fleet to the warm, humid tropical waters of the Valley of Thorns, and even through the clear waters, you can see schools of colorful fish below, and mussels that are larger than several adults tied together.

Feeling the salty and wet sea breeze blowing in his face, the old and strong fleet commander suddenly turned around and said with a smile: "Did you know? The Valley of Thorns is actually a very interesting place. The jungle trolls, in particular, still have a very savage cannibalistic tradition, and I used to throw disobedient crew members onto the troll-frequented shores, and watch them be killed, mutilated, and thrown into large tongs pots to cook and eat. ”

"In the Valley of Thorns, there are many tribes of such man-eating trolls?" Zhang Cheng asked with interest as he touched his chin.

In fact, whether it's an alliance with strongholds in the north, a tribe with a stronghold in the southwest, or a goblin in Treasure Bay, they all don't add up to a fraction of the number of trolls. To be precise, the trolls are the real masters of the land. Old Phil gave the answer with emotion.

Although Azeroth's daily routine is to eat, sleep, and fight trolls, no one can deny that trolls occupy an important position in this world, and their number is several times better than that of humans.

Of course, most of these trolls have not condensed into a single force, or to build a powerful state and civilization, and still maintain a primitive and backward tribal system, otherwise who would dare to casually bully a group of powerful warriors with a super regenerative physique and can also activate the violent energy in the bloodline during battle.

After all, even the magic kingdom established by the High Elves, Quel'Thalas, relied on alliances with humans to barely repel jungle trolls.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng suddenly realized that in fact, trolls were the race with the most war potential on this planet, and immediately asked, "How many trolls do you think there are in Thorn Valley?"

"Two hundred thousand, three hundred thousand, maybe more! Why do you ask this?" said Old Phil with a shrug.

"No, nothing, I'm just a little curious. Don't you think it's strange?The trolls obviously have enough strength to expel all the outsiders, but why didn't they do it?" a strange light flashed in Zhang Cheng's eyes, and he immediately began to change the subject.

"No, nothing surprising. You see, there are many tribes of trolls, and they have a lot of conflicts and hatred for each other, and I know of three or four tribes that are constantly at war and conflict, sometimes even more ferocious to their own people than to outsiders. I've occasionally gone to the northern coast to hire some blood-topped trolls to replenish my losses, and I've heard quite a few terrible traditions about the inside of trolls. Trust me, you'll never want to know. ”

With that, Old Phil teased the parrot pet that had landed on his shoulder, and shouted at the top of his voice, "Take advantage of the favorable wind, and we will try to reach the east side of Treasure Bay before nightfall to-day." I promise, if you do that, everyone will get a nice glass of rum tonight!"

"A big glass of rum without water!!The light is on it!—This is the best news I've heard since I went out to sea!," said a sailor, who was cleaning the deck, standing up and cheering aloud.

"Oh my God, the old captain who has always been stingy would give us unmixed rum?

"Hahahaha! Captain! This guy says bad things about you! I suggest hanging him up and drying him for half a day!"

"That's right! a few more whips!"

......

Many sailors began to cheer and applaud because of this sudden good news.

There is no doubt that sailing is quite boring, so boring that you have to constantly find things to do in order to stop the fear in your heart from creeping in.

Even on Earth, sailors sail the seas during the Age of Sails, and sailors are frightened by legends about sea monsters, curses, ghosts, and even serious riots.

And what about Azeroth?

This is a truly magical world, where giant sea monsters, nagas, and fish-people are not just legends, but real things, not to mention that there is an ancient god in the depths of the sea, Enzos.

It can be said that sailing in such an environment is far more dangerous than the contemporaries of the earth, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it with a head pinned to the waistband of the trousers.

Although the Bloodsail Pirates are a group of villains who do all kinds of evil, we have to admit that they do have courage, perseverance and perseverance that ordinary people cannot match.

Listening to the excited human sailors singing the ancient ballads of the Kingdom of Kurtilas, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and exclaim, "What a group of interesting guys, isn't it?"

"Hmph!Interesting?, is that how you describe your prey being played with by yourself?" a beautiful woman with long black hair sneered nearby.

She is none other than the black dragon princess in human form, Onexia.

Because of her long-term captivity and humiliation, her eyes were full of anger and hatred, and if it weren't for the two bracelets engraved with confinement runes on her hands, she would definitely turn into a dragon form and directly burn the entire ship to ashes.

Don't be so cynical! Forget what I said before, anger and hatred will not solve anything, they will only weaken your wisdom and judgment. If it were you, I would honestly cooperate with every experiment, even selling my beauty and soul in exchange for any chance of escape. Zhang Cheng raised his hand and stroked the other party's smooth chin and cheeks unscrupulously.

"You want me to give up my pride and pride and crawl in front of you like a dog, and let you send me?" Dreaming!" Onexia glared.

Although this posture gave her a strong sense of humiliation at the moment, she did not make too drastic moves.

The reason is simple!

In these days, she has tried too many times to resist, and she has also received countless punishments from body to soul, and the most terrible one is almost painfully unconscious.

Through this, the Black Dragon Princess has clearly realized that this seemingly harmless young human in front of her is actually a more terrifying guy than the Burning Legion Demon in his bones, a monster who really takes the initiative to embrace the darkness from his mind to his heart, just like his father Nesario.

The only difference is that one of them is completely insane and wants to destroy the whole world, while the other retains a terrifying sanity and only cares about what he wants to get, and doesn't care at all whether the world will be destroyed or not......

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