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"Did Sharlayan say the same?"

Sinestra bowed her head in thought.

Sinestra can trust the strategy ability of her precious daughter.

Onyxia has been trained under Deathwing's strict training to specialize in strategy since she was a child, and she is indeed very talented in this area.

As for Sharlayan, the prospective son-in-law, Sinestra, who had personally experienced his layout ability, did not doubt his judgment.

The conclusions reached by the strong combination of the two parties are consistent, and Sinestra has believed 80% of Onyxia's judgment.

However, if Nefarian really had a secret dissent against Deathwing, then the attack plan originally formulated by the establishment black dragon headed by Ebyssian needs to be modified.

"Um……"

Sinestra hesitated for a while before speaking again: "I'd better call everyone to discuss it, if I can instigate Nefarian..."

Onyxia interrupted her mother's overly optimistic fantasy: "It's better not to think so."

"Nefarian may be very dissatisfied with Deathwing, but that doesn't mean he will abandon his previous suspicions and cooperate with us sincerely."

"Don't forget, there are still many corpses of five-color dragons hanging in Nefarian's laboratory. It is difficult for other dragons to forgive his sins."

"Hey..." Sinestra sighed helplessly: "Isn't it really not possible? I thought there would be a chance to reunite our family of four."

Onyxia smiled wryly and said, "I'm just saying it's difficult, don't expect too much, lest you will be disappointed in the end, but it's not impossible."

"After adjusting the plan, let's observe the development of the situation first, maybe there will be a turning point."

"Of course, the premise is that Nefarian doesn't continue to die..."

...

When Vereesa came out from the ground with hundreds of nerubians, Delaryn and the others who were still standing guard in front of the cave were startled.

The sentries subconsciously drew their weapons and put on a fighting stance. They thought these nerubians were the undead nerubians that Salayan had mentioned before.

"etc!"

Just when the confrontation between the two sides was about to break out, Delaryn suddenly saw the female high elf sandwiched between a large number of "nerubians", and hurriedly raised her hand to stop.

"Ma'am, are you a companion of Mr. Sharlayan Deep Shadow?"

Vereesa was wondering why there were night elves here, and where Sarlayan had gone. After hearing Delaryn's question, she frowned slightly.

"I am the just-retired Ranger Commander of the Northland, Vereesa Windrunner, Sharlayan Deep Shadow is indeed my companion, what about others?"

After verifying the other party's identity, Delaryn finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The sentinel team she led was less than ten people, and the reinforcements she called did not arrive so quickly.

If there is a conflict with these hundreds of tall and burly nerubians, the result is predictable.

After talking with Vereesa, both sides obtained some supplementary information from each other.

"Tsk! That Sharlayan guy is acting alone without saying hello."

Vereesa smacked her lips and complained dissatisfiedly: "Forget it, leave the denunciation for later...General Creek Hill, let's go immediately."

The big worm called Creek Hill by Vereesa is a high-ranking worm, and one of the few remaining high-ranking generals of the Azronelub Kingdom after the last war. He was deeply loved by King Anub'arak. valued.

Creek Hill has always kept in touch with Vereesa, who was still the commander of the Ranger of the North, and the two sides often exchanged information on the movements of the undead nerubian army.

Quel'Thalas' allies in Northrend have not been notified of Vereesa's resignation. After receiving Vereesa's contact, Creek Hill immediately summoned the troops directly under him to rush over.

Walking to the cave dug by the sentinels and inspecting it, Creekhill said solemnly: "No mistake, this disgusting smell of preservatives is indeed the Scourge!"

Creek Hill stamped his feet on the spot annoyed: "We've been searching the eastern part of Northrend, but we didn't expect these undead nerubians to sneak to the west."

"It's not too late, we can't let the Duke of Deep Shadow fight alone underground!"

Watching these living nerubians rush in along the burrow, Delaryn was a little surprised by the leading general's words.

'Duke? That Mister Deep Shadow has already been promoted to Duke? Didn't General Yuyue say at the time... Forget it, it doesn't matter. '

Delaryn shook her head and forced herself to pull back her thoughts.

"Miss Windrunner, please wait a moment, can you bring us with you?"

"oh?"

Vereesa, who was at the back, looked back in surprise: "Just a few of you?"

"Yes."

Delaryn said solemnly: "Shorazar Basin is our night elves' territory after all, and we should at least know what happened in the underground battlefield."

"Um……"

Vereesa thought about it: "Okay, you can follow after you choose a good person, but don't expect us to act at your own pace, the speed of your troops is very important."

As a member of the regular army, Delaryn of course knew this truth.

After arranging one of the youngest sentries to stay behind to meet the reinforcements as quickly as possible, Delaryn and the others followed the broken Vereesa into the cave.

Night elves, as the name suggests, this race is best at night action, and of course they have night vision.

The nerubians have also long been used to working in the dark underground, and Vereesa is the least adapted to the dark in this group.

However, the high elves "evolved" from the night elves anyway, and more or less retained some of the night vision ability left by their ancestors, so that their eyes would not be wiped out in the burrow.

With Creek Hill, who is familiar with the underground environment, leading the way, Vereesa only needs to follow their shadows, and it is not so easy to fall behind.

The nerubians who marched hurriedly walked through the underground passages extending in all directions, turning left and right for more than ten minutes, but still found no trace of the enemy.

The nerubians were used to this, but Delaryn, who entered the underground battle for the first time, was secretly startled.

‘It’s really dereliction of duty for us to fail to discover such a huge underground world. '

"stop!"

After running for another ten minutes, Creek Hill, who was walking in the front, suddenly gestured to stop.

The nerubians who were following closely stopped, and Vereesa, Delaryn and the others hurriedly followed suit.

Creekhill leaned his ear on the tunnel wall and made a listening posture: "There is a battle ahead, it should be the Duke of Deep Shadow and the undead nerubian clashing!"

Vereesa was a little surprised by this: "Why? Sharlayan is not like this kind of person who would impulsively reveal his whereabouts."

Creek Hill calmly analyzed: "Maybe we have encountered some situation where we have to take action. In short, let's move faster."

...

As Creek Hill said, Sharlayan, who went underground to explore first, ran into big trouble and had to move.

Before entering the ground, the situation of the Pillar of Origin Blood was already in jeopardy, and another straw that overwhelmed the camel's camel might cause it to completely lie down.

According to Sharlayan's knowledge of Titan technology, the collapse of a crystal pillar should not have a fatal impact on Sholazar Basin so quickly.

But if a complete enchantment is missing a link, it will be a huge hidden danger after all. It is best to restore the normal operation of the Pillar of Origin Blood before the situation worsens.

Sharlayan used the night vision spell to search around the ground for more than an hour, and finally found the traces of the Scourge.

However, just as he planned to closely monitor the movement of the natural disaster and wait for the reinforcements to arrive, these lunatics were already preparing to make big news.

Sharlayan saw a large number of undead in a wide square that was used as an underground base. The largest number were not the undead nerubians who were the main force for digging holes, but low-level zombies and skeletons and other cannon fodder.

It goes without saying that these cannon fodder are used to feed ducks, using the power of death that overflowed when they were eliminated to forcibly neutralize the life force of the already overwhelmed Pillar of Origin Blood.

When Sharlayan arrived at the destination, the cannon fodder troops had already assembled, and they were about to start their final assault on the underground part of the Blood Pillar.

As a last resort, Sharlayan could only jump out to stop the Scourge's madness.

Skeletons and zombies themselves do not have the ability to think independently, and can only accept external orders to act.

In other words, these cannon fodder are directly controlled by the psychics.

Sharlayan came up with a trick to repeat the old trick. He reproduced his past experience and simulated a miniature "Internet Disconnection Barrier" centering on the individual.

Although this super-shrunk version of the disconnection barrier lasted only a few seconds, and the range can only cover about 10 meters around Sarlayan, his goal has been successfully achieved, and a large number of cannon fodder undead can only be dumbfounded after losing their command stood motionless.

But the price was... Sharlayan was completely targeted by those psychics who were frightened and angry.

"Hi~"

Now that the matter was over, Sharlayan no longer hid, and stood up generously, smiling and waving to greet those angry spiritists.

"Have you eaten yet? Do you want me to send you to the Shadow Realm to claim today's free food?"

Five tubes of blood were drawn in three hours, and I was a little dizzy.