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All the signs indicated that there was another black hand behind the wild boar man, and the mistress of the Razor Clan, Calgar Thornrib, was just a pawn pushed onto the stage.

In Sharlayan's view, the wild boar race really has no value worth extracting heart energy from.

According to the natural law of the Shadow Realm, people who have made more achievements during their lifetime will be able to provide more anima after entering the Shadow Realm. These achievements have nothing to do with good or evil.

The position of the wild boar is very awkward, and he can't get up and down between good and evil.

Let's say they are kind, except for the group of wild boar warriors during the War of the Ancients, in the tens of thousands of years since then, I have never heard of any outstanding figures from the wild boar family.

But let's say they are evil... These guys are not really big villains. At most, only a few high-level people headed by Calgar Rib can barely meet the standard.

Sarlayan was not sure whether the self-proclaimed noble and high-sighted Denathius could see this kind of race that couldn't make a difference, and he still had doubts about the identity of the trader behind them until now.

[It's useless to think too much, anyway, we are about to touch the core of the incident, let's continue to walk through this last part of the road. 】

As the barrage said, it is meaningless to think too much before you have mastered the most critical piece of intelligence.

Seeing the two wild boar priests who gradually fell silent and started to work, Sharlayan and Valeera hesitated for a moment, and finally gave up their plan to torture more information from them.

Although these two people can be regarded as high-level officials of the Razor Clan, the information they have is definitely not as good as Calgar Thornley, who has an overview of the whole situation.

Going deeper along the winding wet swamp mud, Sharlayan and Valeera finally came to a relatively dry highland, and a simple big hut in the style of wild boars appeared in front of them.

Valeera: "This should be Calgar Thorny's residence, right? It looks more 'luxury' than the rotten shacks of other wild boars."

Of course, it's only relative.

From the aesthetic point of view of the high elves, the entire Razorfen is a slum without any sense of beauty.

The individual strength of the wild boar is very poor, not even comparable to the furbolg who lives in the same relatively primitive living conditions in Ashenvale next door.

This was further confirmed when Sharlayan saw the ugly old boar crone adorned with a large number of bone fragments.

Although the eagle eye technique was not activated to see the level of Calgar Ribbon in detail, judging from her life strength, this guy definitely did not have the threshold to enter the legendary threshold, at most he could be considered a high-level elite.

Even if he is so weak as the head of the clan, the other wild boars are even more conceivable.

In a world like Azeroth, where martial arts are abundant and dangerous, the leader of a country cannot be guaranteed to be the most powerful in his country, but at least he must have the most basic ability to protect himself.

Even Terenas Menethil, who seemed frail, was adept at bowing horses when he was young, and gradually retired from the battlefield and stayed behind the scenes as he got older.

In some major battles involving the core interests of the country, in order to boost morale, the king often personally rushed to the front to participate in the battle.

This is also the main reason why the death rate of the kings of Azeroth has been high.

The same was true during the founding period of Quel'Thalas. In order to stabilize the territory seized from the Amani trolls, the two Sun Kings since Dath'Remar died early in battle.

It wasn't until the throne passed to Anasteria, and after the troll war that was recorded in history, that Quel'Thalas really gained a firm foothold in Eversong Forest.

Leaving aside the obese Calgar Thornrib, Sharlayan glanced at the wild boar priests and elder guards around her, and none of them had high-end combat power that had stepped into legend.

When Sharlayan and Valeera arrived in front of the elder's hut, Calgar Thornyri was personally presiding over a grand ritual of desecrating the soul.

The power of gray-black death gathered in mid-air from the hands of the wild boar priests who were standing in the magic circle, and continuously poured into a translucent brown-yellow wild boar soul.

Valeera opened her eyes slightly, and asked in the soul link channel with a look of surprise: "Could it be that the wild boar soul is..."

"Um."

Sharlayan also had a weird expression: "If nothing else happens, it should be Agamaggan... But why is it so small?"

As far as Sharlayan and Valeera knew, Agamaggan in his heyday was as huge as a mountain, with sharp thorns growing all over his body. Any enemy who tried to attack him would be hurt by the thorns on his body first.

And the suspected Agamaggan, who was forcibly lifted into the air by the wild boar priests, was only the size of an ordinary wild boar, and there were no barbs on his body, and he looked ordinary.

Sharlayan: "The appearance of the soul is usually the most authentic. Without special techniques, it is difficult to fake one's own soul strength."

"The reason why Agamaggan is so weak should be the result of long-term suppression by traitors such as Calga Thorny. This is not what he should have been."

Valeera nodded clearly: "Then what are we going to do? While they are concentrating on preparing for the ceremony, take the opportunity to take down Calga Thorny?"

"Not urgent."

Sharlayan turned his head and glanced at the direction they had come from.

"Agamaggan has persisted for so long, and will not lose his soul because of such a ceremony."

"There are still too many people near this big hut. Once they fight, it will easily trigger a chain reaction and attract all the wild boars outside. I don't want to be stuck in this stinky quagmire by a large number of wild boars."

"Let's wait for Oni to start to act first, I believe she will not let me down."

...

When Sharlayan and Valeera sneaked near the elder's hut, Onyxia also came up with a countermeasure.

With the help of Stellagosa, Princess Black Dragon was teleported to the entrance of the Mulgore Prairie not far from here, a tauren outpost called Camp Taurajo.

Through the tokens given to each partner by Sharlayan, the eloquent Onyxia successfully convinced the tauren leader stationed here that he thought that the wild boar from Razorfen planned to attack the Taurajo camp.

Sharlayan had contributed a lot to the great migration of the tauren, and the chiefs of the three major clans of the tauren were all grateful to him, and many people below knew about this high elf who was benevolent to the tauren clan.

The words Onyxia raised the flag were not all deceit. The wild boars did intend to take the initiative to attack, but they were not yet ready to completely turn against the tauren.

In the past two years, the friction between the wild boar and the tauren in the southern part of the barren land has been increasing day by day. Both sides have become angry, and a slight tease can achieve the results that Onyxia expected.

The leader of the Taurajo camp is a veteran hunter named Jon Stareye. After receiving the warning from Onyxia, he immediately ordered a scout team composed of hunters and druids to lead the team himself. Head towards Razorfen.

Onyxia and Stellagosa moved with this large scouting team. Along the way, they also used the soul link that had not been disconnected due to the distance to communicate with Jaina and Tinagosa who remained outside the Razor Swamp. Sarah keeps in touch.

Under Onyxia's instructions, Jaina and Tinagosa carefully harassed the quilboar in front of the gate of Razorfen with long-range spells.

According to the barrage standards, the wild boar who are not eligible to live in the Razorfen are the poorest of the population, corresponding to the Dalits in the class division of the third brother.

These low-level wild boars, who didn't even have armor on them and had crude weapons, had extremely low combat effectiveness. The only advantage was that they had enough numbers.

Due to the population density, wild boars have a strong herd mentality.

Once someone takes the lead, other quilboar who don't know why can easily be coerced into action...even if they don't know what happened.

Jaina and Tinagosa's sense of proportion was well controlled, and no large-scale casualties were caused, but the wild boar's vigilance was aroused by the attack from nowhere.

When Onyxia and Stellagosa rushed to the scene with the tauren scout team led by Jon Stareye, they were immediately discovered by the suspicious wild boar without any surprise.

As the saying goes, when enemies meet, they are extremely jealous.

The tauren and wild boar, who already had conflicts, no longer needed any teasing. Seeing that the other party had put on a fighting stance, they immediately tacitly agreed that the enemy had attack intentions.

In order to protect himself, Jon Stareye ordered the scouts to raise their weapons and prepare to meet the enemy. At the same time, he asked the messengers to inform the main force of the rear team to speed up the march and come to support as soon as possible, and further notified Kane Blood in Thunder Bluff. Hoof Chief.

After the four girls reunited, under their secret maneuvering, the wild boar and the tauren seemed to be fighting in full swing, but there were no real casualties on either side, but the scene looked very intense.

This situation further stimulated the fighting spirit of both sides. The wild boar who had the superiority in numbers but was beaten back steadily began to call for reinforcements from their friends, and the call for help soon spread to the inside of Razorfen.

After a period of commotion from the outside to the inside, Calga Thorny and other high-level officials who were holding the sacrilege ceremony in the center of the swamp finally received the battle report from the outside.

"Bah! Another tauren!"

The wild boar old woman Calga spat thick phlegm into the ground rudely, and ordered the priests around her in a very arrogant manner: "I don't care what you do, keep those damned stupid cows out for me, and you must not Let them enter the sacred Razorfen!"

‘Holy… huh? '

Some of the wild boar priests who were at odds with Calgar secretly twitched their lips: ‘As far as the experiments you conducted to blaspheme Agamaggan, can Razorfen really be considered holy? '

In any case, at this stage, the authority of Calgar Crib in the clan is still absolute, and all those who dared to oppose her were buried in the mud without mercy.

Now that the mistress has issued the order, the priests can only follow the order even if they don't want to.

The discipline of the wild boars was poor, and a large group of hula-la whispered to each other and left the dry highland where the elder's hut was located, and set off out of the swamp in a mess, preparing to complete the task given by Calgar.

Ten minutes later, only Calgar Crib and a dozen or so muscular guards were left near the hut of the elders who had been crowded with hundreds of people.

Sarlayan, who had been waiting patiently, immediately said to Valeera through the soul link channel: "It should be Oni who started to move, let's move too."

"Valeira, it's up to you to take her down. I'll stay behind to help you out. Make sure to defeat the enemy with one blow."