Tyrion sent out all the moving Death Knights under his command, and even some of the outstanding low-level Death Knights were assigned the task of hunting demons, not that the Lord of the Darkblade wanted to use this way to fight infiltration and counter-infiltration spy warfare with the demons, he just used these demons who infiltrated Draenor first as whetstones.

Use their lives to sharpen the knives of their commanders.

And this is very necessary, in the Knights of the Dark Blade, except for those high-ranking knights of the Draenei who have lived for a long time, the other races have no experience in fighting demons, and there is no harm in adapting to the combat rhythm of this brutal creature in advance.

At first, it was just the Death Knights galloping across the land of Draenor, chasing the lone demons, then the Draenei who were sworn to resist to the death joined in, and after a slight relaxation of restrictions, the orcs of Nagrand and Frostfire Ridge also began to clear the demonic spies hiding inside, and finally even the ogres who fled to Golrond also took action.

Every moving race in Draenor is preparing for war in this way, and at least the leaders know that this is a war that no one can avoid... Demons who are eager to destroy everything will not let you go because you have a bitter hatred, and the increasing number of demon spies in the world of Draenor also shows that the pace of war is accelerating.

They're coming soon!

"Quick! Get moving, lazy guys! ”

The hoarse and unpleasant hiss resounded in the excavation site in the high mountains north of the Aranca Peaks, and from time to time there was the sound of whipping, and on closer inspection, it was a group of crowmen digging something at the foot of the mountain, like slaves, with rudimentary handcuffs and shackles, wielding a pickaxe in their hands, and pounding around the earthy rocks.

These Raven slaves range from high-ranking Raven Men with bright feathers to depraved Raven Men with twisted and gloomy bodies, all of whom were fugitives from the War of the Aranka Peaks, and after the Claw Queen Reich took over the reign of the Aranka Peaks, she launched a brutal capture operation to capture the fugitives hiding in the dark jungle one by one.

Originally, the queen was going to kill the living to fill the Screamer Legion and the Raven Dark Order, but the Tibetan Scrolls, who belonged to her think tank, stopped this massacre.

The Tibetan Scrollers told the queen that they would find a suitable place of atonement for the prisoners, and that the prisoners would bring about the revival of the Episis Raven civilization.

Queen Reich was not convinced of such a godly suggestion, but she was willing to give it a try, so the captives survived, and in order to escape death, they would probably toil to death in the land that had just begun to dig.

"Smack"

The brutal, dark magic whip slammed into the body of an unruly high-ranking crowman, sending its feathers flying wildly, causing it to scream in intense pain, but the cruel and ruthless Overseer mercilessly whipped down a few more lashes, smashing the high-ranking Raven Man all over the ground until it obediently regained its grip on the pickaxe, and the Overseer stopped the brutal whipping.

"Fool, you should be grateful to the Tibetan Scroll Secret Society, if it weren't for us... You're long dead! ”

The overseer holding the whip was a Fallen Raven, and although it had the same twisted body and full of dull and dark feathers, its eyes were not the same as the viciousness and madness of the other Fallen Ravens, they were gray eyes, which looked calm, and even occasionally showed a hint of wisdom.

It wore a deep robe, wore the felt hat of a Raven scholar who had been lost in time, and carried a large scroll on its back, densely written with the words of the Raven, and on his shoulder, a black Kali bird.

"Get to work! The sooner you dig up the mausoleum, the sooner you will be free! ”

The Overseer put away his whip and looked left and right at the slaves who had begun to work, nodded in satisfaction, and then straightened the black claw emblem on his chest, a symbol of his status in this new country... This is a Tibetan scroller!

A group of lonely and mysterious people in the Dark Order, most of them were scholars who had reached the Heavenly Peak, and after accepting the fate of depravity, they did not choose to blindly fight with other Raven people, but continued to walk the land of the Aranka Peak Forest, looking for a few words about the once glorious civilization of the Raven people from the inaccessible corners, just like the shellfish pickers on the edge of the dark sea, looking for a flash on the dark beach after every ebb and flow.

"Noam! The messenger of Lord Shared has arrived! ”

Standing on the hill, another Tibetan scroller shouted to the Tibetan collector who was patrolling the work area, who hurriedly abandoned the slaves and walked to the hut at the edge of the excavation site.

The Scrollers are few in number, but they are wise scholars, and no one knows the secrets of the Raven Men better than them, and in the Knights of the Darkblade's conquest of the Aranka Peaks, the Scrollers fled early when the undead were encircled, and they were about to storm Tarador, but were caught at the junction of the two places, and instead of asking for their lives, Tyrion passed them over to Queen Lacey.

The Talon Queen still retains the same habits of 600 years ago, and in her time, the king needed a wise man to advise and rule the country, so the Tibetan Scroll who wielded the lost knowledge and power not only escaped the disaster, but even rose to prominence as the high-ranking state administrator in the Talon Queen's Dead Realm.

Nome the Tibetan scroller walked into the hut and saw a high-ranking Raven assassin wearing black leather armor and a black helmet, from the dark red eyes under its mask, it could be seen that this was a necromancer, and the dark gold claw insignia on its chest made Nome frown, this is still a queen guard, a proper big man.

"I brought orders from the Queen of Talon and Prime Minister Sharid, as well as questions!"

The Raven Assassin stared at the Tibetan Scroll in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Noam, the Tibetan scroller, the excavation site managed by you is too inefficient, and it has been 1 month since you didn't even dig up the mausoleum, which makes the queen and the prime minister very dissatisfied!"

"Ga"

Noem let out a high-pitched hiss, signaling its nervousness, and after a moment it organized its words and whispered:

"Please report to the Honorable Queen and Prime Minister that the slow progress of the excavation this month is due to the fact that a few days ago, we were attacked by a hydra from the dark swamp, and they killed many slaves, but the Tibetan scrollers have already set up an enchantment, and the digging progress will soon increase rapidly."

"This kind of thing you should report! Tibetan scroll man! ”

The Raven Assassin said indifferently:

"The Screamer Legion flies in the skies of Aranca, and if you give the signal, we'll be able to get rid of those troubles soon!"

"But if the Queen's Janissaries need to help in everything, wouldn't we, the Queen's minions, be too wasteful?"

Noam the Tibetan replied:

"And at the time of our attack, the Queen was expelling the Tiger tribe of the Aranka Peak Forest, and we just didn't want to cause trouble... In addition, I have already packed the bodies of those deceased, you can bring them back to Tongtian Peak, and they will continue to serve our queen after death. ”

The Raven Assassin nodded, took a scroll from his belt's purse, handed it to the collector, and said:

"This is Lord Shared's letter of appointment, and from today onwards, I will work with you as the head of the defense force of the excavation site!"

Its gray eyes blinked, and its stiff tone became a little softer:

"You can call me Raven."

"Crows?"

The Tibetan Scroll let out a scream of surprise, and as it looked up and down at the Raven Assassin in front of it, it whispered:

"Once the captain of His Majesty's guard of Tyroc, one of the Raven's most famous assassins... Are you really the warrior who followed the legendary king 600 years ago? I found an ancient scroll in the ruins of Tsutenho that tells your story, and it is said that you followed in the footsteps of His Majesty Tyrok and single-handedly killed 500 tigermen in one night? ”

"The rumor is wrong, it was in the evening, and the opponent was just more than 200 tiger men who fled in a hurry."

A hint of pride and remembrance flashed in the crow's eyes, but soon, it calmed down again, and it waved:

"I'm far from legendary."

The Tibetan scroller rubbed its paws together with some excitement, and it looked at its new colleague, and after a moment, it let out a brief hiss, and then issued a kind invitation to his colleague.

"Come then, Mr. Raven, come with me, and I'll show you the digging grounds."

One life and one death, one tall and one short, the Fallen Raven and the High Raven walked in the excavation field surrounded by a dark barrier, and Nom introduced the situation of the excavation site to the crow, who did not say a word, and occasionally nodded, until they reached the other side of the excavation site, and the raven looked at the barren earth under his feet, and suddenly asked:

"So, what the hell are we digging into? I've heard it's the same ancient weapon? ”

"Uh, it's classified."

The Tibetan Scroll shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice:

"But it's okay to tell you, you're the Queen's trusted guard, and you're entitled to know the secret... We're digging for a deadly weapon left behind by the kingdom of Episis in the twilight of civilization 1,200 years ago, and it is said that it has only been used twice since it was developed! ”

The voice of the Tibetan scroller became sad:

"The first time it destroyed the kingdom by destroying thousands of plant beasts that tried to invade Alanca, bringing glory to the kingdom, and the second time it was targeted at its own country by the rebellious priests, destroying the kingdom of Episis with a single blow, bringing the end of the raven civilization... Our true civilization was destroyed 1,200 years ago, and since then, all that has survived has been a rough patchwork of clumsy imitations. ”

"Civilization is lost in war, and incompetent descendants can only look between the lines of the fragments to pay homage to the greatness of their ancestors... Raven, you know what? 1,200 years ago, the entire sky of the world of Draenor was the domain of the Raven people, and the king's orders could spread to every corner of the world in an instant, and its wrath could easily destroy any enemy on the ground. ”

"It is the gift of the Episis Crystal, which arms the minds of our ancestors with wisdom, their hands with strength, and what we are about to unearth is one of the most powerful forces of our ancestral civilization... They call it Rookma's Breath! ”

The name made the Raven Assassin Raven raise an eyebrow:

"A weapon commanded in the name of the Spirit of the Sun? It seems like a lot of fun. ”

"It's not just fun."

The Tibetan scroller teased the black Kali bird standing on his shoulder, and it whispered:

"History records that 1,200 years ago, the Aranka Peak Forest was not full of towering peaks like it is now, it was once a complete peak, and it was hit head-on by Rukma's Breath, and this peak and the earth collapsed to form the current Aranka Peak Forest, imagine how powerful that weapon must be, Raven."

"Above all, the Talon Queen is trying to rebuild the great civilization of her ancestors, it is not enough to rely on strength, she also needs those precious, complete knowledge passed down from time immemorial... This is the reason why the Tibetan people wholeheartedly support the Queen, the wise queen knows the power of knowledge, and she orders the opening of the tombs of all the ancient kings of the Aranka Peak Forest, so that the knowledge that belongs to the ancestors can be seen again! ”

Noem opened his arms and let out a series of high-pitched hisses:

"What a wise act, what a great sacrifice, Queen Reich, though she is dead, is wiser than all the living Raven priests, those fools will only use the tombs of their ancestors to maintain their majesty, and the truly great kings know very well that the majesty of kings never needs the tombs of the dead to maintain, and we will rebuild the civilization of Episis!"

The Tibetan scroller tightened his grip on the scroll, and said in a deep voice:

"Definitely! The sky of this world will be ours again! ”

Hearing the Tibetan man's anticipation for the future, the crow let out a low laugh:

"No, no, Noam, your imagination of the future is too poor, let me tell you... Not just this world, soon, soon another world, a bigger, grander world, will open its doors to us! ”

"The Raven Man's wings will be in two worlds... And even more of the world's skies soaring, that's our future! ”

"A future that will never be limited!"