Due to the previous battle of the lizardmen, the dark gate connecting Draenor to Azeroth was briefly closed for a few days, and it is said that the ignorant and fearless lizardmen also tried to attack the Darkblade Knights stationed here, but they were easily repulsed and slain by the Necromantic Wyvern Knights who chased them.

To this day, the heads of the lizardmen, dried by the scorching winds of the Hellfire Peninsula, hang from the execution table next to the Dark Gate as a warning to those who seek to disturb the order of the Darkblade.

Although the undead don't seem to get along, but these don't have too many ** existences can maintain a peaceful business environment very well, after the Dark Gate reopened, the business exchanges between the two worlds of Azeroth and Draenor began again, and a steady stream of caravans entered through the Dark Gate, or returned to Draenor, and the Darkblade Consortium also set up a caravan here to collect taxes and manage the caravan.

The Darkblade Consortium guards the Dark Gate's right of way, and they collect a handsome tax on every caravan that passes through it, and the fate of those who dare to evade taxes here

It won't be too good.

Zaskar, the fallen raven, was sitting on a chair at the Dark Gate Merchant Station, chatting with the goblin tax collector who knew him, and beside the two of them, Zaskar's three truckloads of goods were being inspected by the Darkblade Knights, according to the rules of the Darkblade, no automatic weapons, explosives, and contraband similar to bloodthorns were allowed on the Darkgate Merchant Line, and once found, the goods would be confiscated and heavily fined.

But where there are rules, there are loopholes to exploit, especially for caravans who are very familiar with the style of the dark blade, it is possible to smuggle some contraband with special methods.

"I've heard you've been making a lot of trouble in Garkison lately?"

The goblin tax collector with a monocle chatted with Zaskar, and in a corner that the Death Knight didn't notice, the Fallen Raven expertly handed a thick red envelope to the goblin, and the goblin's finger flipped and the red envelope disappeared into his hand as if by magic.

"Where, where is it, our Dark Gold Sect is just a mess of eating Gakisen's Jade Lotus Gang and the Tainted Hand Party, it's really not a good thing, and we're just fighting back."

The Fallen Raven Man smiled and said to the goblins:

"And we prefer Booty Bay to Gakison, you see, the Darkblade Consortium is more at business, and cooperating with you is a lucrative business, Brother Hagen, don't you want to be involved in our business?"

"I'm just a small clerk, I can't do big business."

The cunning goblin tax collector snorted, then stamped a stamp on Zaskar's caravan list, then pretended to take a detector and swept it over the Fallen Raven Man, before saying to the Death Knight beside him:

"This person doesn't need to be checked, I've already checked."

The low-level Death Knight had such a problem, their broken souls could not think about too complex problems, and seeing that there was no problem with the goblin's "detection", the old-fashioned Death Knight nodded, he raised his hand, and the Death Knight in front of him got out of the way, opening the border for the caravan of the Dark Gold Cult.

The Fallen Raven Man stood up and limped forward, not forgetting to wave his hand at the goblin tax collector, the Dark Gold Sect spent a lot of money to buy off a few goblin tax collectors in the Dark Gate Merchant Station, don't underestimate these inconspicuous little characters, with their "help", every time the caravan smuggles over the "gadgets", it can earn an extremely considerable amount of money for the Dark Gold Sect.

But this time, there was a problem with this private transaction, which was familiar in the past.

Just as Zaskar's caravan was about to enter the dark gate, a deep voice sounded behind them:

"Stop!"

Hearing this voice, several high-ranking knights guarding in front of the dark green vortex portal of the Dark Gate immediately drew their weapons and blocked the advance of this caravan, the momentum of the saber rattling made the fallen raven Zaskar's whole body tremble, he thought that his deal with the goblins had been discovered, however, no!

It wasn't him who got into trouble, but a "guest" in his caravan.

This is also an "unspoken rule" of the Dark Gate caravan, because it is difficult for individuals to submit business applications to the Federation, so the caravans traveling to and from the Dark Gate will "invite" some merchants who do not have a pass to join the caravan on the way, and only need to pay a sum of money to get through as a member of the caravan.

There are even some guys who don't care about commercial trade at all, and specifically apply for a pass to carry out this kind of "black car" business, although there is a risk, but the money earned by running a trip is sometimes more than buying and selling goods, but a black car is a black car, and the risk of overturning is very great.

"You, there is something uncomfortable on your body!"

A high-ranking death knight riding on a nightmare beast pointed to the Chaldeans sitting on the edge of the cart pulled by the Split-Hoofed Ox, and the necromancer's eyes shone with suspicion, and he said in a dry voice:

"Take off your hood!"

Chaldeans, who had pulled down his hood and covered his face in the face of the high knight's command, sighed, and said to Zela inwardly:

"It's a shame that it's just one step away"

Zela also saw the accident, and the Mother of Light did not care about this, and she said to the Chaldeans:

"It's close to the Dark Gate, rush! In case of crisis, I will protect you! ”

"Good!"

The next moment, Chaldea stretched out his hand, as if to take off his hood, but at the moment when his fingers were raised, a dazzling golden light burst out in the center of the caravan, and this pure holy light ignited the body of the high-ranking knight in front of him like a beating flame, and melted the four death knights who rushed over into the golden flames.

The Chaldean figure walked quickly to the dark door in front of him, and as he passed by the fallen raven, who was clumped on the ground in fright, Chaldean hesitated and threw a bag of gold coins to it.

"I'm sorry to disturb your business, so let's take this as compensation."

With that, the priest's swift figure disappeared into the whirlpool of portals in front of him.

Ten minutes later, the fallen Raven Zaskar and the three goblin tax collectors of the Darkblade Consortium were thrown into the prison of the local Fort of Glory for tax evasion and bribery, and what awaits them will be the legal trial of the Darkblade, and it is estimated that Zaskar and the goblins will not be able to engage in the promising business of doing business for the rest of their lives.

The bag of gold that had been thrown by the Chaldeans to Zaskar was sent to the headquarters of the Hellfire War Regiment in the Hellfire Fortress as quickly as possible, and a few minutes later, it appeared in the hands of the High Lord Tyrion.

Yes, all this is happening right under the noses of the Great Lord

Zela thought that no one in Draenor or Azeroth would be able to detect her existence, but she ignored that when Tyrion actively tried to hide herself, she was also unable to find any trace of the High Lord.

"Ding"

A gold coin flew into the air in a light voice, and then fell into the palm of the big lord's hand, Tyrion closed his eyes slightly, rubbing the patterns on the surface of this gold coin, this is a gold coin with extremely high gold content, not quite like a product of this world, there are some patterns and letters on the surface of the gold coin, the meaning of which no one knows.

But the Great Lord's fingers could clearly feel that among the dozen or so gold coins, the two letters on one gold coin had been specially "processed".

“is”

The Great Lord silently recited those two letters, and the next moment, his ice-blue eyes opened suddenly.

“！”

"Illidan. Raging Wind! Is he your target? Haven't you given up on him yet, Zela? It's so nice."

Tyrion played with the dozen gold coins in his hand, and his mood became happy at this moment.

He didn't give Chaldea a specific mission goal, because he knew it would be difficult.

No matter how skilled the Chaldeans are, they can't hide the risks of this mission, this time he has to face an ancestor Naru, the spirit of light who can see through fate, any action with a purpose may arouse Zela's suspicions, so the best plan is to have no plan, no goal, let it play!

Now it seems that the senior undercover Chaldeans. Morgan, didn't let him down!

"Nasa!"

The High Lord called out in the darkness, and a moment later, the slender body of the Shadow silently appeared in the shadows behind the High Lord, and she waited for orders, Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief, but asked a seemingly inconsequential question.

"I've heard, Lord Illidan, that you've been looking for a book of the Necronomion written by the demons of Nasrezm, right?"

"Yes!"

The shadow replied softly:

"Illidan sent some of his best demon hunters out to search for the traces of the Dreadlord in various places where demons gather in Azeroth, and they used a very cruel method to extract the soul of the Dreadlord, just trying to find the original text of this book, or a copy, but according to our investigation, this book is not an important magic book, and it does not hide too many secrets."

"To be precise, the Book of the Dead is just the notes of an idle Nasrezm Ancestor Demon, and there are a lot of anecdotes about the Burning Legion written on it, which have no strategic value at all!"

"Where's that book now?"

The High Lord asked, Shadow flipped through his codex, and after a few seconds, said to the High Lord:

"Because the Book of the Dead is an ancient thing even in the hands of demons, it is placed as a collector's item in the collection of Tikdios, the former First Lord of Nasrezm, are you interested in that book? Need me to pick it up for you? ”

"I'm not interested in reading the third-rate demons, but if Illidan is interested, why don't we help him?"

The Great Lord flicked his fingers and taught his most trusted subordinates:

"Prepare for an accident, Nassa, deliver the book to the Delanenies as quickly as possible, and then release the news of course with good timing, since Zela wants to meet Illidan, I, as her "old friend", naturally have to fulfill her wish. ”

"And with how much Zella values Illidan, I believe that when His Excellency Illidan encounters "danger", Zela will definitely come to his aid, and come out of her distant and warm lair into the war-torn Azeroth, and I suddenly want to invite Lady Zella to the Dark Temple."

"Go ahead and make arrangements, Nassa."

"Yes, High Lord."

Three days later, in a secret base in Mount Hyjal, Illidan was training a new batch of demon hunters. Fury Wind receives a return from his subordinates.

The demon hunter, who was naked, covered with dark green magic patterns, and full of evil power between his walks, crushed the rune stone with his hands, as a demon hunter, they were blinded when they received the power of evil energy, although they could "see" things in other ways, but they preferred to use their own hearing to obtain information.

At the moment when the rune stone was crushed, the deep voice of Illidan's most loyal subordinate, the master demon hunter who fought with him in the Battle of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, "Martyr" Oritus, sounded in Illidan's ears.

"Lord Illidan, we've found traces of the Book of the Dead."

"Two days ago, the Draenei ship docked in the Broken Isles was attacked by demons, and the Grand Draenei Garrison, Lady Vihari, killed a Dreadlord, and according to the information we gathered, the lady found an ancient book from the Dreadlord that resembled the Book of the Dead, but by the time we arrived, Ms. Vihari had already left the Broken Isles and returned to the Draenei city of Shatar in the Borean tundra."

"That Lady Vihari is said to be the new Grand Garrison of the Draenei government, one of the leaders of the Draenei army, and is a powerful and noble force, and it would be difficult to obtain that book from her by ordinary means, so we recommend that you go to Shatar Draenei for yourself There is also a bitter hatred between the Shatar Draenei and the demons, and if you explain why, she should not refuse."

"Huh?"

Illidan listened to his subordinate's return, his forehead furrowed high, and he whispered:

"Is it such a coincidence? Vihari, I seem to have heard her story. ”

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