In the not-so-calm night, at the fork in the road where the Barren Lands and the Dust Swamp meet, in the deepest part of the border post set up by the Kingdom of Stormgard, the knights from New Rapids Castle surrounded the place in five steps and ten steps, and it was clear that something very important had happened here.

"When I got the news, I was still wondering who would enable this thing, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Garin in a hunting suit. Torbain, escorted by the most loyal knight captain, Alvilyn, entered the sentry post, and when he saw the tall figure with his back to him, King Garin sent a not very friendly greeting.

Lexa, who was sitting at the sentry post, turned his head and glanced at Garin, and under the black bat's visor, there was a glint in those eyes:

"What? After doing you a favor, is the great human king going to turn his face and deny people? ”

"I'm not here."

Garin snorted, he took off his gloves, motioned to Captain Alvirin to guard the door, and then walked over to Lexa, where he stood and looked at the four young orcs who were being treated by the priest in the dim light, and the strange figure standing in the darkness.

It was a creature that Garin had never seen before, but Garin had heard legends about them.

She had a body like a deer, a slender upper body like an elf, a wooden armor draped over her body, long green hair, and in that beautiful hair, there were flowers for decoration, and on the forehead of this fantastic creature, there were two antlers, and when she noticed Garin's scrutinizing gaze, the creature bared its teeth at him, and waved the javelin in her hand with a slight malice.

"Oh, it's a shame that this beautiful and personable Miss Dryad doesn't like humans."

Garin took a step back slightly, turning his head to look at Lexa:

"Is this your new friend? When did you make friends with the elves? ”

"She's not my friend."

The legendary hero of the orcs, Lexa, moved his shoulders a little tiredly, the orc with half ogre blood was taller than half the orc, and his voice was a little urn-like, he explained:

"Lady Lunara is the only witness to the Battle of the Wooddweller, and when I met her, she was being hunted by demons, and she was going to Feathermoon Fortress in the Feras Wilderness to ask for help, but at her speed, it would take at least 3 days... Looking at the current situation, we can't wait three days. ”

"Well, the woods, right?"

Garin Mo clenched his fingers and sat on the chair beside Lexa, as the closest force to the Ash Valley in the Human Empire, the Stormgard Kingdom also has its own scouts in the Ash Valley, in fact, 1 hour and 30 minutes after the Forest Dwelling was burned, the scout's report was placed on Garin's desk, although he had no intention of joining the war between the elves and the demons, but at the moment, this matter full of conspiracy still attracted the attention of the Human Empire.

According to the analysis of the Assassin Alliance, this matter is likely to involve the elves, demons and orcs, and it is very likely to trigger the fire of several of the most powerful forces in the Kalimdor continent.

"Earlier today, in the eastern part of the Ash Valley, there was a battle..."

Garin glanced at Miss Dryad hiding in the darkness, and said with a cautious expression, "My scout has observed something, a huge number of Naga all the way up the mouth of the Nushui River... The fourth force of Ashen Valley appeared, and it was just in time for this, seriously, Lexa, do you think it's a coincidence? ”

"I don't know, I'm not good at thinking about these things."

The gaze of the legendary hero of the orc fell on the four young orcs who were unconscious:

"But they went through that battle, and when they wake up, we'll know the truth of the matter..."

"But I'm more curious, why don't you just bring them back to Orgrimmar, but come here to find me?"

King Garin took two cigars out of his pocket, gave one to Lexa, and asked softly:

"Is it really because of your personal friendship with me? Do you trust me more than your people? Then I really feel honored..."

Lexa glanced at Garin with a strange expression, lit a cigar on the candle burning beside him, took a breath of smoke, and said:

"You're thinking too much, and the only reason I'm here is because these kids are so badly injured that they can't afford to walk long distances... And this sentry post is the closest treatment point I can find... Besides, it's just to help you appease those stonehammer ogres, which isn't friendship, right? Or is it that Garin. Tol Bain's friendship, so cheap? ”

"Ahem"

Garin coughed twice, and was about to speak, when he saw the human priestess who was treating wiped the sweat from her forehead, and then turned back with a pale face and said:

"Your Majesty, there is something wrong with the injuries of these orcs... There was a special force that was preventing them from waking up, I helped them heal their wounds, but I couldn't wake them up, the composition of these powers was very similar to the shadow power used by the Shadow Priests, and I thought, if we could, we need to find a Shadow Priest. ”

"Huh?"

Garin groaned, then snapped his fingers:

"Isn't the Chaldean Archbishop a guest at New Rapids? He's a well-known priest of light and darkness in the Empire, so invite him over, I don't think the gentle and wise archbishop will refuse. ”

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"This wound..."

The Chaldean archbishop, who had rushed to the border post through the portal in the night, wore only a plain robe, which looked very thin in the already cold night, but the eyes of the emaciated priest were bright, like a raging flame supporting his body, faith, and perhaps his life.

The archbishop's fingers touched Garrosh's arm, and a faint halo of light wrapped around the archbishop's fingers, and the moment it touched the dark energy in the orc's body, Chaldean's eyes narrowed.

The darkness hidden in his heart seemed to be awakened as well, and the voice of Salatas echoed in the Chaldean mind:

"It's Enzos... A faint nightmare power, it's clear that the guy is plotting something we don't know... Wake him up, Chaldeans, I need to know more. ”

"Hmm"

The archbishop nodded, and whispered to the crowd behind him:

"Stand back! I'm going to draw out this evil power... It is fatal to the mortal mind! Don't look, don't listen, hold on to your spirits! ”

King Garin was the first to retreat, and the Knight of Alvirin stood in front of the king, the bright light shining brightly, protecting the king, and Lexa and the silent dryad Miss Lunara also took a few steps back, giving way to the archbishop who was preparing to cast a spell.

Chaldean's fingers clasped on Garrosh's arm, and the faint energy vibrated slightly, as if it was holding the monster hidden in the soul of the orc, and he silently recited the sacred scriptures, however, the holy prayer could not dispel some kind of malice hidden in the room, and even the candles lit around it began to shake, making the darkness in the room seem more rampant and sickly.

"Evil spirits! This is not the place where you can go wild! ”

The archbishop holding the rosary scolded, and the gentle light spread out in all directions with his body as a carrier, and in the center of the golden ring, in the air above the heads of the four orcs placed side by side, a trace of entangled dark energy was "pumped" out of the orc's body, and the moment it appeared in the room, everyone suddenly heard a roar from the depths of their souls.

The distorted and depraved whisper sounded in everyone's ears, and Lexa subconsciously pulled out the two magic battle axes on his waist, and Miss Lunara's body was filled with green natural energy, and the holy light of the Alvilyn Knight became even brighter.

The whispering voice that was entwined like a dark storm became noisy, and it vibrated in the palm of the indifferent archbishop Chaldean's hand, like a little demon who wanted to break through, roaring madly, escaping his dark power throughout the room, and even bringing up a substantial wind, but the next moment, it was completely suppressed by the holy light condensed by Chaldean.

The sound of the sacred chanting became louder and louder, as if to cleanse the soul, and after just a dozen seconds, the darkness seemed to be ignited, and only the last trace of drifting sparks remained.

But it's just a messenger of some more terrible source of darkness... Its dissipation doesn't mean anything.

"I... See you guys! ”

The voice roared maliciously at everyone, but the next moment it was completely incinerated by the sacred flames thrown by the Chaldeans.

All visions disappeared at this moment, and the floating candle lights also settled down at this moment, and the light dispelled the darkness again, bringing the warm light back to the world.

"Whew..."

King Garin breathed a deep sigh of relief, he had not directly participated in the battle of Silishus, this was the first time he had really seen the strange power of the ancient gods, even if he heard more stories about the evil gods, but when he really saw this scene, Garin could feel the horror of this evil god.

"What's that?"

Lexa couldn't help but ask, and the somewhat tired archbishop looked back at the orc, and he said as he stirred the rosary:

"At the end of the Silishus War, with the help of the demigods of the wilderness, we slew an evil god, an ancient evil god... And now what you're seeing is another. ”

"The world is really coming to an end!"

King Garin scolded in a low voice: "These cow ghosts, snake gods, and gods actually jumped out one after another. ”

"Evil gods? I don't understand..."

Miss Lunara, who had not spoken, seemed to be frightened by what she had just seen, and the brave eldest daughter of the forest couldn't help but ask:

"How could an evil god appear in the Valley of the Ashes? How dare it appear on this land? This is the land that the moon god is concerned about. ”

The archbishop did not want to discuss the question of faith with the aliens, but in response to Miss Lunara's inquiry, the Chaldeans replied "kindly":

"But it's already there, Lady Dryad... Maybe you can think of this as some kind of "trial" given by your moon god, in short, I want to tell you that the war in Ashenvale is no longer as simple as it seems on the surface, think about Silisus, everyone, anything with the involvement of evil gods will not be so simple, now it seems, Naga... Like those bugs, they are servants of another evil god. ”

"And they've joined that war..."

Chaldea glanced at the thoughtful Lunara, and said playfully:

"Even... The death of the demigod of Cenarius is not as simple as it seems..."

"Ugh!"

As soon as Chaldean's words fell, behind him, the young orc Thrall opened his eyes suddenly, and he sat up from the hospital bed panting, with a trace of fear still in his blue eyes, obviously, the nightmare just now was still affecting him.

Thrall's gaze swept over the crowd in front of him, and finally settled on Lexa, the young orc struggled to get up, but was pressed to his hospital bed by Chaldea, and the archbishop said gently:

"You need to rest, child, the evil spirits affect you in all directions, your spirit is as tired as your body..."

"Nope! No, human, I thank you, but... Now, not the time to talk about this! ”

Thrall looked at Lexa, he seemed to have some concern for the humans standing here, Lexa saw Thrall's hesitation, and the legendary hero of the orcs said in a deep voice:

"Say, Sal, everyone here can be trusted."

"Okay, then."

Thrall took a deep breath, still a little dizzy, the toxins on the Naga weapons were still affecting him, and he said with difficulty:

"Those Cana raided us, and we were already solving the misunderstanding... The death of the demigod of Cenarius has nothing to do with the missing Chief of Grom, it is a conspiracy of the devil... But the appearance of Naga disrupted everything, and Azhara... Azhara is back, yes, the elves fear her, and she's strong. ”

Sal's words made Miss Dryad jerk her head up, and she wanted to say something, but the next moment, Thrall threw out an even more terrible truth:

"The Great Chief... The Great Chief was captured by the elves, the elven general, her name is Rige, and she and Naga are in the same group! She's a servant of that demon! She's contaminated..."

"What?"

Miss Lunara screamed, and the dryad stepped forward, staring at Thrall with her pretty eyes:

"You're talking about Miara. Day song? The commander of the defense of Mount Hyjal? ”

"I don't know what her name is, but I heard the Grand Druid call her General Rige, and that was supposed to be her..."

Thrall glanced at Miss Dryad, he lowered his head, and whispered:

"I'm sorry, your Grand Druid, Mr. Malfurion, who was captured by Azhara... I saw before the breakout, he was going to fight Azhara, but he wasn't Ashara's opponent..."

Sal's words made everyone in the room look at each other, and even the most shocked archbishop couldn't help but gasp, there were basically no real fools present, and the situation in front of him was already clear... Things are obviously going beyond everyone's expectations, the Great Chief of the Orcs has been captured by the Elves, the Great Druid of the Elves has been captured by the Naga, the demons are still framing the Orcs, and there is a powerful traitor within the Elves...

"The hatred derived from elves and orcs... It's already inevitable. ”

The archbishop closed his eyes and said with a look of compassion:

"Once Orgrim dies on Mount Hyjal, everything is irretrievable... The machinations of the Old Gods and Demons are engulfing the northern frontier of Kalimdor, and once the orcs and elves start the war, the human empire will not be able to stand alone. ”

"Prepare for war, Your Majesty Garin..."