The discovery of the Twilight Forest is very important, it is related to an "artifact" that can easily cause various disasters, if it were not for Tyrion who had more important things to do at this time, he would definitely personally supervise the whole process of recovering the artifact.

But there's too much time to do and too little time to use, so sometimes, you have to make some choices.

"Orelia, it looks like you're going to have to stay here."

Between the foothills of the entrance to the Valley of Thorns, the Great Lord of the Darkblade took his wife's hand and whispered to her:

"The potential threat of Salatas is too strong, there must be someone strong enough to lead Nassa and the Watchers, remember not to touch it at any time! The dagger wasn't as weak as it seemed. ”

"Of course."

Aurelia nodded, pulled up the black hood behind her back and put it over her hair, and said:

"I'll design a trap, I'll leave the Stormwind Kingdom as soon as the Chaldean priest comes into contact with that dagger, I'll wait for you at the Dark Gate, I know my husband is going to do something dangerous, but don't keep me waiting too long, and, whatever comes your way, stay safe."

She took a step forward, reached out and hugged Tyrion, and whispered in his ear:

"Little Dornan is still waiting for us to get back."

At the mention of the name, the corners of Tyrion's mouth twitched:

"Well, our daughter, I'll have a good talk with her when I get back..."

A flash of yellow flickered between the two of them in the dense forest behind them, and Tyrion glanced back, reached out and patted Aurelia on the shoulder, then rolled over and waved at his wife:

"It's time for me to go, goodbye to the Dark Gate."

"Goodbye."

Watching Tyrion disappear between the foothills of the Valley of Thorns, Aurelia took a deep breath, and behind her, Nassa's figure emerged from the darkness, and she whispered:

"Natalie. The whereabouts of Selin and her cultists have been determined, and it's time for us to get to work, Mistress. ”

"Good!"

After Tyrion left, the Blood Lord's voice became cold, and she mounted her disguised skeleton warhorse, turned to Nassa, and said:

"Then let's get started, and drive them to the North-County Abbey... May our Chaldean pastor be ready. ”

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"I've never seen a relationship between two dead people so sweet."

Chromie and Sefir sat on a yellow magic carpet, following Tyrion, moving quickly through the dense forests of the Valley of Thorns, Chromie's eyes in a bun with two balls and hair turned sneakily, she looked at Tyrion's back, and shouted:

"Man, you and Aurelia are a natural match, and even death can't stop you, which is really enviable."

"There's nothing to envy."

The Great Lord of the Dark Blade did not reply, and said:

"We just made the choice and made the sacrifice, so this is what we deserve, and that's all."

Seeing that Tyrion fell silent again, Chromie pursed his lips and said to the somewhat uneasy Sephir beside him:

"Well, quiet dead man, it's really not a good person to talk to."

In the eerie silence, the scenery between the jungles flew by the group, the skeleton horses were tireless, and the magic carpet driven by magic did not need to rest, so they moved fast, and Sephir also exuded his own aura around him, the majesty of the dragon, so that the brainless beasts hid in the forest and shivered, and would not jump out to stop them.

Half a day passed in the blink of an eye, and when the sun's rays shimmered into the ground along the mottled leaves of the dense forest, a magnificent stone building appeared in front of the eyes of the three people, it seemed that it had collapsed a little, and the surrounding area was shrouded in huge trees, and it was difficult to find a way to it, but even so, this huge stone building still had a majesty of its own.

"The Gulabash Arena, it is said that thousands of years ago, this place was one of the wonders of the Zandalar Troll Empire, and every year the Troll Warriors would challenge the beasts or fight each other in the Arena, but unfortunately that spectacle no longer exists."

Seiffel knelt on the magic carpet, she looked out at the great arena in the distance, and whispered:

"Now that this place has been taken over by the Orcs of the Blood Ring, who use this as a warehouse and residence, and the nearby Bloodtop Troll Clan is planning to retake the Colosseum, and soon, a fierce battle will take place here."

Chromie blinked, and in a very unladylike manner, leaned lazily on Sephir's body, her head was held in Sephier's arms, and in the increasingly hot weather, the originally energetic dwarf was now weak, and she said:

"The Great Colosseum of Gulabash divides the valley of thorns in the north and south, and beyond that is the territory controlled by the goblins, and those nasty rude pirates, but the goblins have built a big and smooth road in the jungle, so the next journey will probably end soon, we will take a boat in Treasure Bay to go to Hot Sand Harbor, it will take about 3 days."

"I'm more curious about why you don't use some magical magic."

Tyrion rode his warhorse, looking out at the Colosseum of Gulabash by the sea, he looked back at Chromie and Sephir, and said:

"Send us straight to the Cave of Time in the blink of an eye, I know you can do it!"

"Because there are guests waiting for us at the hot sand port."

Seiffel raised his head, glanced at Tyrion, and quickly lowered his head, saying:

"It's a powerful time keeper, Kenoz, the one you told us, his attitude is very ambiguous at the moment, he didn't say whether he would help, he just said that he wanted to meet you and us, the location is in the hot sand port, and when the time keeper has appeared, he directly appeared in the Cave of Time with a necromancer, which is undoubtedly a bad signal..."

Perhaps the old-fashioned ones will think that we are "abusing the power of time." ”

Chromie pursed his lips disdainfully:

"That's a very serious crime in the Bronze Dragon Legion, so we have to take a boat honestly, hoping to make a good impression on him before we meet."

"Well, okay, I understand."

Tyrion thought for a moment, nodded, and he reined in the reins of his horse and continued to gallop forward, as Chromie said, the goblins who controlled the Southern Thorn Valley built a path between the jungles to make the skeleton horses run more smoothly, and the scenery of the dense forests along the way disappeared a lot, replaced by the strange engineering equipment arranged by the goblins between the foothills.

These electrically powered devices rattle like metal and mechanical monsters, greedily sucking the crude oil needed by the goblins from the ground to power their unique steam merchant ships, and this buried crude oil is another reason for the rapid development of the Hidden Treasure Bay of the Thorn Valley, the wealthy Rivigaz was convinced that this bay contained crude oil, so he ventured from Kozan to the south of the continent.

"Those are small oil pumps designed by goblins."

Seeing that Tyrion looked at the machines from time to time, Chromie sat up from Sever's arms and said to the Death Knight with great interest:

"I smuggled a few from the goblins' warehouse a few years ago and put them on the beach near the Cave of Time, guess what I found? Oil! The black oil, the engineering equipment is really interesting, their inner workings are amazing, I made a fortune selling crude oil in the hot sand port in those years, and I also made a fortune from those cunning goblins. ”

"Huh?"

Tyrion turned his head to look at Chromie, and he asked suspiciously:

"What's the use of asking for money?"

"I'm a dragon, man."

Chromie patted his chest and said with a smug face:

"In human legend, we all sleep on piles of treasures, golden coins, gorgeous jewels, and I am worthy of my identity..."

The blonde gnome splattered his saliva and told Tyrion about his past, chatting with great interest about how he had deceived the cunning goblins and made money from them, but the story ended unhappily.

"I was planning to expand my crude oil business, but unfortunately I was discovered by Queen Soridomi, who scolded me for polluting the environment in the Cave of Time, so I had to send the gadgets back to the goblins' warehouse."

Chromie said something stupid, but soon, she was in good spirits again:

"But when I went to deliver the oil pump, I accidentally found a treasure trove of goblins... So I found another more effective way to make money. ”

The dwarf bronze dragon raised his finger, a huge, black, ice crystal-like jewelry ring was worn on her finger, she spread and stroked her ring in fascination, the death knight saw this scene, he wanted to laugh a little inexplicably, so he said seriously:

"yes, is there a more lucrative business in the world than robbery?"

"Hey! Don't say it so ugly. ”

Chromie rolled her eyes and glared at Tyrion, and she said with a sense of concern:

"I didn't take it for nothing, the owner of that treasure house, the rich man Rivigas, was lucky enough to have escaped several pirate assassinations in my timeline, and I have already paid for it."

"Booty Bay has arrived!"

Seffir pointed to the entrance to the harbor ahead and said to the others:

"Something seems to be wrong with the atmosphere, though..."

The Death Knight looked up and saw the goblins' largest commercial city in the southern part of the continent, Treasure Bay was built in a circular valley by the sea, and the only road to it other than the ocean was a cave opened by the goblins.

"Every time I see it, I think the goblins have such a bad taste."

Chromie stood on the magic carpet and spit out a little groove, and the Death Knight nodded, and the entrance to the city was not known by any architectural geek, who decorated the entrance to the cave with the head of a giant shark.

The severed shark's head seemed to be magically treated and would not decay, and its large open mouth and sharp interlaced teeth were like the gate of a cave.

But for ordinary people, it is still a very test of courage to walk into the city through the teeth of a shark.

The Death Knight took a few steps forward on his horse, his brow furrowed:

"It smells of blood... It's full-bodied, and so on... I felt Buddy's breath. ”

"Who is Buddy?"

Chromie asked curiously, but Tyrion didn't answer, but turned over and dismounted, and quickly rushed into the passage of the shark's fangs, and after spending two minutes through the dark cave, the Death Knight and the two bronze dragon ladies stood at the upper entrance of the Treasure Bay, overlooking most of the city from their vantage point.

As a commercial port, the goblins planned the city very much like those ports of the Age of Discovery, with bustling shops, inns and taverns surrounding the inner side of the crater, built layer by layer between the different walls of the crater, which seemed crowded and vibrant, all kinds of strange flags fluttered above the low houses, and in the harbor on the inner side of the crater, there were nearly a hundred large and small ships docked.

It should have been a prosperous and noisy scene, but now it was a dead silence, and around the ships, the sea that should have been pale blue, had been soaked in blood and turned a touch of red, and there was a strong smell of blood, which was the smell of death.

The city is already shrouded in death.

"Here... There's no one alive here. ”

Sever's gaze swept across the city, she barely noticed the breath of life, she stared at Tyrion beside her, she clenched her fists:

"What the hell did you do? The people here... All killed! ”

"Buddy, come see me!"

Tyrion didn't answer Sephir's question, he just called out the names of his subordinates in the spirit link, and soon, Buddy, a death goblin dressed as a pirate. Moore quickly appeared in front of Tyrion, and he respectfully knelt at the feet of the Great Lord of the Dark Blade, spread his arms, and said in an exaggerated voice:

"Great master, this is my gift to you..."

"A meaningless city?"

Tyrion asked in a cold voice:

"Or is it the wealth that the goblins have accumulated? I'm a dead man, Buddy, and it's useless for me to ask for money! ”

"But what about the army? Master, your knights are invincible on the land, but they are not good at sea warfare, and in these 3 years I have been dedicating myself to our great cause all the time, and this is my result! ”

The goblin stretched out his hand and pointed to several huge ghost ships in the mist beyond the bay, rubbed his hands together, and whispered:

"I've sacked the city, killed everyone, and I've put together an army for you that can run through the seas! Before you, the sea will also surrender! ”

Tyrion's eyes narrowed, he could definitely guess that this was clearly a trick of the cunning goblin transfer problem, but what he said seemed to make sense, so after a moment, a smile appeared on the corner of the Great Lord's mouth:

"Good, good... You're doing a great job, Buddy, and it seems that I did underestimate you before. ”

"But a few ships are not enough! I want you to continue to build up the Dark Blade Sea Force in the future, as you said, I need a legion that can run rampant across the seas, and a real admiral, not you! ”

"Hmm... I think I've got the perfect fit. ”<

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