Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1275 25. The most important thing before the meeting is to take down the venue

"Maybe we should hang it up! Just hang it in front of the gate of this fortress. I believe this will be a good deterrent to the local demons, so that they don't dare to act rashly again.

What do you think? "

On the fel platform of the Abyss Lord Aggonar, Braike stood next to the "dissected" corpse of the Abyss King. This guy was big and fierce, with the iconic inverted triangle face of the Abyss Lord .

But no matter how fierce the guy was, his eyeballs were taken out, his heart was taken out, and even his spine was pulled out, and he couldn't be fierce anymore.

It fell into its own blood like a mass of mud, and a group of demon hunters next to it were processing the corpse, taking some usable materials from it.

For example, fangs that can be made into swords, teeth that can be made into daggers, claws that can be made into arrows, hard bones and leather, etc.

But this guy is restless after death.

Its body full of evil energy is constantly escaping out the green magma-like magic blood, which has already corroded the entire platform to a bad state, and also caused the concentration of evil energy here to soar.

That is to say, demon hunters who can resist fel energy will not feel threatened here, and other professions will be polluted if they dare to approach.

After all, the devil blood of the abyss lord is full of chaotic and violent power. It is one of the most terrifying things among the stars, and it is also the most polluting and destructive of all demon blood.

The orcs were burned out by this thing back then, and they are still suffering from it until now.

However, not every abyss lord's blood has the long-term and deep pollution of the destroyer Maronus, at least the abyss lord in front of him cannot pollute a civilization.

Facing Bu Laike's "wonderful idea", the stern face of the sufferer Altruis who followed behind him showed a helpless expression.

The tough and cold demon hunter whispered:

"I don't think this is a good idea. The corpse of a high-level demon will not make its compatriots feel intimidated. It's almost the same as the head of Mannoroth the Destroyer hanging here.

To do such a thing in today's Dellano would be considered a provocation by the Burning Legion.

And what we got today is not a victory, this defeat is nothing to the devil, Kil'jaeden will send a new commander into Gorgrond.

The war will only pause for a while, and more and more violent demons will flood here.

To get Dellano out of the quagmire of war, we need something more deterrent."

"Ah, I understand."

Bu Laike looked away from the dead Aggonar, he heard the meaning behind the victim's words, he raised three fingers and said:

"I came to Dellano this time to do three things. Well, three things are tentative. Now that the matter between my good friend Rexxar and the Mo Kenasa clan has come to an end, it's time to start the second one.

You don't need to say anything, I know what you are thinking.

Illidan, he must be looking for it!

That's what I came to Dellano for.

But the problem is that we can't contact him now. You also know that he is on the ruined home planet of the Draenei. We have nothing to do but passively wait for that guy to show up.

So it's useless to worry.

Even if you urge me so much, I can't set up a communication device that can directly contact Argus. Speaking of which, with Aggonar's status in the Burning Legion, it should have a legion communicator that can contact Argus.

Did you not find it? "

The stinky pirate asked a question on purpose, the victim's expression was a bit ugly, he shook his head and said:

"No, it should have been taken away by the fleeing Dread Demon King."

"What a bunch of jerks."

Bu Laike cursed, and he comforted:

"It doesn't matter, don't be disappointed, there are many demon commanders stationed in Dellano by the legion, we will have a chance sooner or later, such as what we are going to do next.

I have already sent invitations to Lord Velen, the leader of the Draenei, and also sent letters to those forces in Azeroth who have spied on the demon crisis. I invite them to gather together to discuss countermeasures.

The demons obviously hope to occupy Dellano, and then invade Azeroth through the Dark Portal, and the two worlds must unite to survive.

Turning to the leaders of the draenei can also help us better understand their home planet Argus, so that it will be easier for us to contact Illidan.

You are good hunters and should be patient.

If you really miss Illidan and are really worried about him, why not go out and kill a few demons to adjust your mood? If you are tired of killing demons, why not follow Mo Kenasa to a victory hunt? "

The victim shook his head.

He changed the subject and asked:

"Now the whole Dellano is being attacked by demons. There is no real safe place here. Where are you going to hold the meeting?"

"It was the closest thing to a safe area at that time."

Bu Laike snapped his fingers, pointed to the direction they came from, and said:

"The demon fortress on Hellfire Peninsula, the fortress built by the orcs to invade Azeroth, is very close to the Dark Portal, so if something happens, it will be convenient for the leaders to escape.

Furthermore, if Azeroth wants to send troops to support Dellano's war, then Hellfire Citadel is the most suitable place for them to station troops and rest.

The position guarding the Dark Portal can also be set there, it is a strategic location. "

"But it's still under the control of demons."

The sufferer frowned and said something, and Bo Laike shrugged and replied:

"So we have to knock it down before the meeting, although the eyeliner we planted in the legion has clearly stated that it is a trap, and once we step in, we will be besieged by demons.

so what? "

The smelly pirate asked with a nasty smile:

"Are you afraid that the devil will bite you?"

"I'm not afraid, but your strength is obviously insufficient."

The victim shook his head and said:

"The operation in Gorgrond is assassination, but what you want in Hellfire Citadel is occupation, these are two completely different concepts.

Even if the draenei in Hellfire Peninsula are willing to help you, the number is too small. You need a real army to drive out the demons entrenched there.

And to achieve long-term occupation, the manpower and material resources required are astronomical.

If I were the commander, I would advise against doing this. "

"Well, your analysis does make sense."

Bu Laike nodded seriously, but he rubbed his forehead again and said:

"However, it is too late to withdraw this decision now. I set the meeting time in five days, and we must seize there within five days, otherwise I will be ashamed in front of the leaders.

So, please do it, Your Excellency Altruis, gather your troops, and consider it for Lord Illidan's victory.

We must leave immediately.

As for the legions needed to capture Hellfire Citadel"

The smelly pirate shrugged and said:

"Calculate the time, they should already be on their way, I hope the guests will not be scared by then."

"Your plans are so crazy every time, but it's weird to see you still have confidence at this time, and it does give people a weird sense of relief."

The victim complained:

"Don't you ever worry about your plans failing?"

"I just don't show my worries, my dear friend."

The pirate shook his head and stopped chatting with the demon hunter who had just experienced a battle.

He turned and walked down the platform where the dome was blown away by the evil energy, but he went down to the second floor just in time to see Rexxar walking up with a guy in demon armor.

That guy's body was full of scorching aura of evil energy, as well as the smell of sulfur.

"A fel hunter, what a rarity."

Bu Laike said in amazement:

"After having the orthodox hunter, the unorthodox hunter, the dark ranger, the void hunter, and the swarm hunter, our hidden passage will welcome another fel energy user, which is really the best of all.

But if you want to convince General Liresa to accept this guy who doesn't look like a good person at first glance, it will probably take a lot of talking, my friend Rexxar.

Seriously, it was a mistake and a nuisance for you to keep him.

You should be more ruthless and strangle him to death on the spot, so that it will be over once and for all. "

Rexxar pouted, and said to the wide-eyed Magda behind him:

"Look, I said it, he's a really nasty guy. And the saddest thing is, we're going to be working with this guy for a long time after that."

——

Very far away from Gorgrond, in the very center of Dellano continent, in a very dilapidated giant city of Draenei.

A majestic draenei templar wearing a golden holy light armor and carrying a purple gemstone hammer jumped off his thunder elephant, and with a serious expression, he strode towards the hall exuding holy light in front of him.

All the draenei soldiers who saw him along the way bowed to the warrior, while the civilians looked at him with admiration, and the children shouted his name.

The exiles of all races who were sheltered in this ruined city also looked at him with respect or fear.

All this means that this burly Draenei, who walks with a halo of holy light shining, is a real big man, and an important leader of their group that embraces suffering.

that's the truth.

Lord Maraad, chosen by the God of Light, is the idol of all draenei men and the dream girl of all draenei women.

This character who followed the prophet Velen all the way from the world of Argus to the present is the commander of the draenei garrison and a true battle hero.

He has helped countless people fight against demons in countless worlds, and his iron will is as indestructible as the teachings of the Holy Light. Even in the years of suffering when the Draenei suffered terrible disasters and were slaughtered by orcs, Maraad was still alive. Did not put down the weapon in hand.

He lost his only family member in the orc attack, and the pain almost broke him, but he survived in the end, because before then, he regarded all draenei as family.

He is the only Holy Light Warrior who dared to go against the will of the Prophet and took the initiative to lead the soldiers to fight back against the orcs. In the past ten years, because of his activeness, he has saved many compatriots and inspired the will of many soldiers.

But today, the most powerful hero of the draenei is frowning.

He didn't even respond to the children's cheers, but walked straight into the Hall of Light in Shattrath City with his helmet in his arms.

"Prophet, I heard that you are leaving Shattrath, at this time, you should not"

Maraad tried to persuade the Prophet Velen who had just made a decision in a deep and serious tone, but when he raised his head, he saw four people beside the Prophet.

This made the vindicator stop persuading.

His steely indifference fell on one of the women. This indifferent gaze made the female orc assassin Garona bow her head and made Khadgar beside her very dissatisfied.

The archmage stretched out his hand to hold Garona's trembling hand, and said in a deep voice:

"Hello, Maraad Vindicator."

"Hello, Archmage Khadgar."

Maraad looked away, glanced at Khadgar, and said:

"I haven't thanked you for your help in dealing with the demon's attack on Shattrath City yesterday. You are a true warrior, Your Excellency."

"It wasn't just me who helped you yesterday, but also your niece."

Khadgar was dissatisfied and said for his orc girlfriend:

"I think you should thank her too, that's what you should do."

"Master, don't talk about it."

Beside Khadgar, Arthas Menethil, who was wearing a black clefthoof armor and wearing a cool Lionheart Slayer sword, whispered in embarrassment:

"This is a family affair, and you shouldn't be involved. The relationship between them is too complicated. Let's skip this and get down to business, Your Excellency the Vindicator."

"Yes, let's get down to business."

The young orc Thrall on the other side also persuaded:

"Don't fight like last time. However, Ms. Garona saved the Prophet from the devil's insidious assassination. I think she has expressed her attitude."

"Orc, you shouldn't have spoken at this time."

The indifferent garrison officer shook his head. He expelled those complicated emotions from his heart, and said to the prophet Velen who was turning the crystal rosary in front of him and praying quietly:

"I heard that a mysterious spirit sent a letter, and that strange Braike Shaw appeared and invited you to come and talk. Going to an appointment is still risky.

It is not time for you to leave Shattrath, the city needs your leadership.

Secondly, the demons will not miss this opportunity.

Only in this city are you truly safe. "

"I must go, Maraad."

The old prophet opened his eyes, and the draenei leader's mark on his forehead danced like a sign bestowed by the Holy Light.

He looked at the mighty Naru Adar shining endless light in the hall in front of him, and after a few seconds, he looked back at the loyal defender.

He said:

"I had to talk to the prophet of humanity, not only about prophecy, but also about the help and support that he mentioned in his letter.

No one is more aware of our current predicament than you, Maraad, whether we want to persevere in this world, or find a new world for the clansmen.

We all need help.

Lord Bu Laike Shaw has enough wisdom and ability to help us. He has already destroyed the demon's attack on that land in Gorgrond. This is him showing his strength to the world.

It is like the straw of the drowning man, we must hold on to it. The future is blurry in my eyes, and the vortex that made it all was created by Brad Laike Shaw.

Whether in public or private, I must see him. "

"As I said before, I was sent by Bo Laike to protect the Prophet."

Wearing an assassin's mask, Garona was somewhat weak when facing her biological "uncle". She no longer looked like the chic and wild female assassin before, but she also said at this meeting:

"He has goodwill towards the draenei, and the demons are his enemies. My companions have set out to investigate the Hellfire Peninsula. We will determine whether Laike has ruled out the threat.

Khadgar and I will protect the Prophet going there. "

"We'll go there too."

Arthas folded his arms and said;

"My travels in Dellano have been taken care of by the draenei, and my people will travel across the world to help you, and we will protect the Prophet from harm."

The young orc Thrall nodded, indicating that he would also go with him.

But Maraad was still worried. He put the helmet on his head, glanced at Garona again, and said in a deep voice:

"Now that the Prophet has made a decision, I will stop blocking it, but as my duty, I will also go there together. I feel that the danger is not far away, and there is still a shadow hanging over us.

A terrible plot has been waged against the Prophet and we have nothing to lose. "

PS:

I forgot to put the link when I pushed the book yesterday. . . Make it up today, just below.

(end of this chapter)