17. The alarmed watchman

"Ah, behold, this is the final answer to all questions!"

Gul'dan stood in front of the black tomb tower of the shattered earth, his skeletal cane, his dark red eyes fixed on the elven-style ruins of the building in front of him, and Gul'dal stood beside him, listening to the orc warlock's exclamation.

"I abandoned everything to find it! It will also fulfill all my wishes for me... Yes, it won't let me down! ”

With all the pursuit at hand, Gul'dan was already a little stunned, and the ogre wizard Gugar was not so optimistic, he stretched out his hand, two clouds of turquoise light pulsed in his palm, it was a violent spark of magic, he tested the magic around him in this way.

After a moment, Gugal's eyes shone with a deceitful light, and he shouted to Gul'dan:

"There's a big magical enchantment here! (Relying on the two of us can't solve it at all!) You lied to me! )”

The roar represented all the anger that had been building up in Gugar's heart, and his followers had come together for the great Chaos, not for Gul'dan's stupid fantasies, and now these Chaos believers had been sacrificed by Gul'dan in exchange for such an ending, which Gugar could not bear.

And in the face of Gugar's anger, Gul'dan sneered, as a warlock, after experiencing Talon. After the betrayal of the Blood Fiend, he no longer believed in these apprentices he had taught with his own hands.

His staff rested on the ground, and his left hand poked towards the tomb tower in front of him, the dark green evil energy pulsed in the palm of his hand, and the moment before it touched the tomb tower, the evil energy collided with the magic enchantment around it, bursting out with dazzling sparks.

As if some kind of stress program had been activated, a brilliant halo of magic shimmering with seven colors appeared around the tomb, like a shroud, enveloping the temple that had sunk to the bottom of the sea.

"The enchantment of the human archmage Egwene! The huge enchantment shrouds the entire Tomb of Sargeras, and it is also linked to the surrounding magic nodes, and it is impossible to forcibly crack it! ”

Gul'dan took a step back, and he whispered:

"But I didn't just find this cemetery in Medivan's memory, Gugar, my apprentice, I also know how to crack it, am I really that reckless in your eyes?"

"Can you crack it? (Didn't you lie to us?) )”

Gugar looked suspiciously at Gul'dan, who stretched out his finger and let out a low laugh, and behind him were nearly a hundred die-hard orcs of the Tyranny Clan, who looked intently at their leader, expecting the leader to give them greater strength.

"Of course I can... Otherwise, what do you think I've worked so hard to bring all this burden to here? ”

"Bang"

Gul'dan snapped his fingers, and the next moment, more than a dozen orc assassins hiding in the shadows jumped out and stabbed the daggers in their hands into the hearts of the unsuspecting orcs of the raiding clan, and for a moment, blood splattered everywhere, and the screams and roars of the attack completely tore through the silence in front of this barrier.

"What are you doing! (Are you crazy?) )”

Gugar watched in amazement as the mad assassins frantically slashed and slashed the clan members belonging to Gul'dan, while the orcs of the Tyranny clan fell a dozen before they could react.

In the midst of this fratricidal killing, in the midst of the splattering of blood, Gul'dan opened his arms and let out a gloomy and terrifying laugh:

"Hahaha! Hahaha! ”

"Use your own blood and death to open the way for me to become a god!"

"Pollute this barrier with your unwilling soul and blood, and soon, soon I will touch the path of fate, soon! I will become a true god! Your sacrifices... is great and necessary! ”

"Gugar, my apprentice, kill them all!"

Gugar heard Gul'dan's order, although this ogre was cruel and cunning, but not as emotionless as Guldan, he looked back at the bloody killing field behind him, and then turned his head to look at Gul'dan himself, the eyes of the orc warlock were already fixed on him, Gugar had no doubt that if he didn't do it, the next moment, he would be surrounded by the demons summoned by Guldan, and then torn to pieces.

"Boom"

The irascible magic burst out from the palm of Gulgal's hand, and smashed into the center of the slaughtered crowd behind him, and the magic exploded, tearing the three orcs around the landing point to pieces, this scene made Gul'dan nod with satisfaction, he waved the skeletal staff in his hand, and began to chant obscure and mysterious incantations, in the mournful screams of the orcs before they died, and the roar of killing each other, the blood on the ground was attracted little by little, and with strange runes, gathered on the ground at Gul'dan's feet.

This scene is simply a living cult scene!

On the other side of the rock, Luminas' eyes widened, and she even rubbed her eyes, thinking that she had seen it wrong, she turned her head to look at the gloomy Celent beside her:

"What is Gul'dan doing? Is he crazy? Why did he kill his own people? ”

"I don't know! Who knows what this madman is going to do..."

Tyrion's figure appeared behind the two subordinates, and he looked indifferently at the killing that Gul'dan had made, and he whispered:

"He's using this method to pollute the barrier left behind by Egwene, which is probably why he took these orcs out to sea with him, he could have come here quietly without alerting anyone... What a complete lunatic. ”

Tyrion's fingers rested on the hilt of the sword at his waist, and his eyes narrowed:

"Get ready, Severn, Ottem, and detonate those magic bombs once the barrier is broken! Then we will rush up and we will kill him! ”

And just as Gul'dan began to pollute the barrier, in the southwest of the rear continent not far from the island, this was a deserted continent, full of buildings left over from the Elven Empire, which had long since been reduced to ruins in the merciless destruction of time, and the collapsed stone pillars were covered with green moss and cobwebs, and the glory of the past had become cold in the sun.

This is the Arsuna, the cursed, the forsaken land.

And on the edge of this forsaken land, on an isolated island that hangs over the sea, the watchmen who have stood by the present from ancient times are alarmed by the sudden explosion of strange magic.

A slender shadow stood at the top of the island, dressed in dark green armor, a cloak with sharp edges, and a helmet in the shape of an owl's head, with slender ears protruding from behind the helmet, which were much longer than the pointed ears of the High Elves, and she was of good stature, but she held a terrifying weapon in her hand.

It was a huge knife wheel half her height, the ring-shaped blade was covered with hideous teeth, and in the center of the ring, there was a handle for holding, and the surface of this terrifying weapon was engraved with runes handed down from the Elven Empire, and a pale green halo danced in the sea breeze.

The strange watcher, who exuded an ascetic and gloomy aura all over her body, stared indifferently at the twisted magic wafting in the direction of Sargeras's tomb, and after a moment, she stretched out her left hand, and a strange owl with a body as pure as an emerald green gem rested on her arm.

The owl, which did not look like a living thing, cooed at her twice, and the next moment, the watchman's figure disappeared silently like a cheetah in the woods, as if she had never appeared.

"Click"

The heavy stone door opened little by little as the special mechanism operated, and the watcher walked quickly into the darkness behind her, and a few seconds later, she entered a meditation room shrouded in darkness, a small room almost filled with darkness, with only a dim hedron lamp at the foreground providing a little light.

The previous watchman was half-kneeling on the ground, the silence of the room broken by the clashing of armor, and she said in a hoarse voice with the sound of an urn:

"Mistress! The Tomb of Sargeras has abnormal magical fluctuations... Someone is trying to break into there! ”

"Huh?"

In the shadows, a slender figure stood up and placed a sturdy helmet on top of his head, and the next moment, with the sound of the steel hand armor and the knife wheel, the dim hedron lamp lit up, revealing the figure in the darkness.

It was also a woman dressed as a watchman, but with long white hair and a slender ponytail tied at the back of her head, unlike the watchman who came to report, the armor of the person in front of her was more old and worn, and there were scars left by sharp blades on it, but the more this happened, the more it showed the strength of the woman in front of her.

When she steps in the dark, it's as if the shadow itself is moving, silently, and if you don't see her, you definitely don't feel someone approaching.

This kind of stealth and stealth technique is obviously already unparalleled at the grandmaster level.

"Nassa, can you be sure who the invaders of Sargeras's tomb are?"

The voice was soft, with a peculiar hint of hoarseness, cold and emotionless, like a machine, and the watchman, half-kneeling, replied:

"Sentinel spirits tell me that they are a group of creatures we have never seen before, taller and more savage than humans, who drive demons to fight, and it is clear that they are evil creatures! And they are killing each other for unknown reasons at this time, trying to pollute the barrier of the Tomb of Sargeras in this way. ”

The watchman paused, and continued:

"In addition to this, there is a small group of walking dead, the sentinel spirits can feel the aura of death emanating from their bodies, but they are no different from the living, by the way, mistress, among those walking dead, there is more than one High Elf..."

"Huh? The High Elves of Quel'Thalas? Or the dead? ”

The leader of the Watchmen, Mavi. Shadow Song shook his head:

"What a weird combination, the descendants of my friend Darth Rema seem to be involved in something terrible."

"Are we going to get involved in this? Lady? ”

Nasa the Warden asked in a low voice, and Mavi hesitated for a moment, then she whispered:

"The process of dealing with that brutal Lady Egwene is not nostalgic, but the purpose of the seal she set up 828 years ago was always to protect the world, which is not contrary to our original intention, and the evil creatures that drive the demons to fight want to enter it means that they are well aware of what is hidden within."

"There is no doubt about it, it is a threat!"

Mavi's fingers moved for a moment, making a crisp steel crashing sound, she thought for a moment, and nodded:

"Nassa, gather the watchers who are currently idle! I personally led the team to the tomb of Sargeras as fast as I could! ”

"Yes! Hostess! ”

The watchman stood up and was about to leave, but when she reached the door, she hesitated for a moment, then turned and asked:

"Do you want to inform Lady Tyrande about this?"

"Inform her what she can do?"

Behind Nassa, Mavi. With his back to her, the Shadow Song stood in front of the owl statue in the meditation room, as silent as another statue, and in the face of Nassa's proposal, the leader of the Watchers said emotionlessly:

"Not to mention whether she will arrive in time or not, but about her contradictions with the Watcher, the things she has done to us, how she has stripped us of our glory... Nassa, you have to remember that we are not loyal to Tyrande and her Kadore, we are loyal to the moon god and to our duty, the watchers exist to avoid a repeat of the tragedy of 10,000 years ago, and we walk in the darkness to protect our people! ”

"Everything we do has nothing to do with Tyrande, and we don't ask for her praise!"

This answer made the watchman behind her nod, and she whispered:

"I see, ma'am!"