"Ahh

A strange groan rang out from the office of the Director of the Darkblade Intelligence Bureau, and a moment later, a languid-looking Nassa sat up from the edge of the bed and began to dress, on the scattered bed beside her, Mavi lay there with her eyes closed, ignoring her perfect curves exposed to the sunlight that came into the room from the window.

She reached out and fetched herself a thin cigarette, and a shirted hand with a black ring reached over and lit it for her with a lighter embellished with the silver moon emblem, and in the smoke she asked in a strange, hoarse voice:

"I haven't asked yet... Why did you give that gun to Shandis? Or at this particular moment. ”

"It's not for you? You annoying little goblin..."

Nasa glanced back at Mavi, she stretched out her finger and flicked it on Mavi's nose, this intimate gesture made the atmosphere between the two ambiguous again, but soon, Nasa's expression softened, she leaned down and kissed Mavi's cheek, she said:

"You don't want Santis to ruin the lives of your brother and your nephews and nieces, so I can only find a way to keep the Shogun Hazuki, who has always been in love with your brother, away from him, you see, the secret behind that weapon will make Santis have no time to think about the personal affairs of his children for the least number of years, for a "hero" like her, the survival of the race and the world is more important than personal feelings. ”

Nassa's answer caused Mavi to roll her eyes, and the former Lady of the Watch leaned against the head of the bed, her expression slightly blurred by the smoke of the puff, and after a moment, Mavi whispered:

"This is the last time I'll intervene in their affairs, about my naïve brother and Santis. Hazuki, let them go, anyway, the Song of Shadows family already has a successor... When my nephews and nieces are older, I have to find a way to get in touch with them, and I can't let Garrod raise them, my naïve brother will only raise these children to be like him... Well, how to put it, pedantic! ”

"Then why don't I plan an operation..."

Nassa, who was wearing underwear, rested her head on Mavi's flat lower abdomen, and she turned her head to look at Mavi:

"It only takes one neat indive to bring your nephews and nieces back, and you and I will personally train them, Tyrande is not in Hyjal Mountain, as far as I know, Illidan has been running around lately, planning something that only he knows, and the defenses of that place are very empty, and we are very sure."

"No, no, at least not right now."

Mavi played with Nasa's hair, and as if she were asleep, she whispered:

"The Darkblade Intelligence Bureau is part of the Darkblade Legion, and now that I am about to implement several big plans, I can't spare the energy to take care of the children, so let's talk about it later."

"By the way, I just saw a message from Marais, it is said that Garrod has found Serra? Are they going to rebuild the Watchmen? ”

Nasa blinked at Mavi's question, she reached out and tossed at Mavi's chest, and she said:

"Yes, Serra. Moon Guard! Your best student, my best senior, a quirky guy who doesn't like to use a blade and prefers to use a pyramid, a lucky one who has escaped the battle of defeat, your brother plans to let her rebuild the Warden and then let her challenge you and me... It's ridiculous! ”

Mavi slapped Nassa's dishonest hand away, and she let out a low laugh, then extinguished the half-burned cigarette in the ashtray, and she whispered:

"If it's a challenge... Then let them come! ”

"I'd love to see the Watcher legacy survive, and I'd love to 'teach' once in a while, these juniors... Okay, get dressed, Nasa, it's time to work... This time, we're chasing a "big target". ”

"The Prophet... Viren! ”

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Wherever justice goes, under the shadow of the light, there is always evil gathering and scattering, and the two complement each other, and without either side, the other side will completely lose the meaning of existence.

For example, on the edge of the battlefield of the Storm Cliffs where the mortal alliance began to dominate, some of the intolerant fellows of civilization hid in those remote ravines, peeking into the world of order with eyes full of jealousy and hatred, fantasizing about the final arrival of destruction, and fantasizing about the complete collapse of the order that disgusted them!

Most of the time, however, this is nothing more than fantasy.

Under the constant strangulation of the Order Necromantic Spirits, who are as fierce and sharp as the hounds, there is no sign of the Twilight's Hammer in the entire Eastern Continent and Kalimdor, at least on the surface, and these Death Knights who have splintered from the Darkblade receive from any fellow traveler who is willing to raise their arms against the Cultists.

And in the years of continuous hunting, this small organization is also slowly growing, although it is not as big as the Blightless, but in today's civilized order, it is also a role that cannot be ignored, the Order is a neutral organization, they never participate in the wars of the Federation, the Empire and other forces, they have a representative in each force, once there is a Twilight Hammer or other small forces of cultists, the Order will follow.

It seems that the purpose of their existence is only to fight these crazy cultists until there are no cultists in the whole world.

And the ogre Gugar, the only remaining leader of the Twilight Hammer, is now overwhelmed by this group of death hounds, when the Sylisus War entered the final period, the founder of the Twilight Hammer had a premonition of the defeat of the Valley Body Cthun, he left the mortal land with a group of elite cultists in advance, traveled across the ocean, reached Northrend, and then recruited members along the way, and finally set up a new stronghold in the mountains southeast of Stormbridge.

Because of the power of Yog-Saron throughout Northrend, and the absence of those pesky paladins here, during that period of time, the Twilight's hammer developed very quickly, and at one point grew into a large organization of tens of thousands of people, who, under the command of Gugar, constantly attacked the strongholds of the Copperbeard Dwarves in the Stormcrags, and fanned the flames among the several hateful races in the locality, causing chaos throughout the Stormcrags to be like a battlefield.

But the good days were soon over, and the leader of the Copperbeard Dwarves, Muradin, contacted the Order almost immediately after finding out what Twilight's Hammer had done, and the arrival of the Death Hounds completely shattered the Gugar's ambition to occupy the Storm Crags, and the damned Necrons frantically encircled the Cultists throughout Northrend, from the Veku to the Yakmen, and any forces or organizations related to the Twilight Hammer were violently swept away.

In just one year, Twilight's hammer, which had just improved a little, was beaten back to its prototype, and it could only cower on the edge of the storm cliffs, peeking at the Titan city of Ulduar... It is not only a sacred place for all civilizations, but also for cultists, and the power of the ancient god Yog-Saron is spread throughout the city, and as long as the cultists enter the city before the coalition forces, it will be the best pedal for the rise of Twilight's hammer.

Therefore, recently, with the steady progress of the war in the snowy plains, the ogre Gugar also ordered all the cultists to stop all troublemaking activities and began to gather in the base camp.

There is nothing wrong with this idea, and the feasibility is very high, the only problem is... Gugar lacks high-end combat power in his hands, and once the raid plan is detected by the mortal coalition army, it may be difficult for the rabble cultists to rush into Ulduar under the artillery fire of the coalition army.

And at this very moment... A piece of news, which I don't know if it's good or bad, reached the ears of the ogre Gugal.

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"Who did I say, who dared to contact me so boldly. (I'm guessing it's you, and only a cunning bastard like you can find this place.) ）”

In the remote mountains southeast of the Stormcrags, this barren and bitterly cold land is unbearable for the Viku people, but it is precisely because of its remoteness that it is the best hiding place for cultists, just like the original Silissus Desert.

The two-headed ogre Gugar, cloaked in a huge cloak, stood in the midst of the blizzard, his three eyes shining with different lights, and then, in his own distinctive "two-channel" voice, he said to the man in front of him, dressed in black robes and dressed like a compassionate priest:

"Welcome back, Benedictas! (My brother!) ）”

As he spoke, the ogre raised his arms as if to hug Benedictas in front of him, but before the ogre could get closer, a cold light lit up between him and Benedictas, and between the edges of the falling snow, the gluttonous locust Canoz shook the amber knife on his arms, staring at the dangerous ogre with a bloodthirsty and gloomy gaze.

As a senior cultist, Gugar could see at a glance that the power flowing in the body of this strange big insect came from the same source as the power of the ancient gods, and he could feel that the strength of this big insect like the praying mantis was very strong, at least stronger than the group of cultists under his command.

"Be careful to reach out..."

The wings of the gluttonous locust flapped on its back, and said in a strange lingua franca:

"You look very tender and delicious, friend..."

"This is... (Wouldn't you like to introduce this new friend?) Benedictas? ）”

The two-headed ogre put on a silly look, he looked at the silent Benedictas, he knew better than anyone the gloomy mind of this companion, like an abyss shrouded in fog, no one could see through his mind, and after the battle of Silithus, Benedictas disappeared, many people said that Benedictas was dead, but Gugar would not be so stupid...

He must have gone looking for something else, and now, judging by this weird, powerful and strange bug that guards Benedictas, Benedictas must have found something.

And in the face of Gugar's inquiry, Benedictas showed a mocking smile under the hood that covered his cheeks:

"Stop playing these tricks, let's get straight to the point, Gugar, I'm going to enter Ulduar, and I know you want to go in too, so let's work together."

"Oh? (Why?) ）”

The ogre's two heads looked puzzled and wary at the same time, and he asked:

"It's not impossible to cooperate. (But why should I believe it?) How can I trust you? ）”

"Trust? What's the use of this thing for people like us? ”

Benedictas bluntly said:

"I could lie here to make you trust me, but I could plunge a dagger into your heart in the blink of an eye... You see, trusting this thing is the biggest joke in the world! But if you really need a reason... So..."

The black bishop turned sideways, bowed slightly, and made a "please" posture, and the next moment, under the escort of the other 4 heroes, his whole body was wrapped with black smoke-like energy, just like the Supreme Kirfan wearing a sinister armor walked out of the hiding place, the black and white energy wrapped around it made Gugal's three eyes narrow at this moment, obviously, it was the power of the mutant ancient gods, and it was extremely pure.

"The Ancient Venerable needs "nourishment"..."

The Supreme Korfan stared at the ogre Gugar in front of him, and he whispered:

"Either you take us to the place where the nourishment is piled up, or... You're here to be nourishment! ”

"You guys! You're going to take Yug-Saron as a "prey"? (You arrogant bugs are crazy!) Yog-Saron will eat you clean, and there will be no flesh left! ）”

Gugar immediately understood what these madmen in front of him were going to do, the Elder Gods could devour each other, and in the legend of the Old Gods, in the end, there would only be one full-fledged Elder God who would enjoy the entire corrupted world... So the Elder Gods may cooperate with each other, but they have not been friends since the beginning of their existence!

"Dead? IMHO, that's the risk we need to face. ”

Benedictas said calmly:

"You only have to answer me, Gugar, will you take us there, or will we kill you here and find a way out of your soul to go there? Believe me, my new friends, for souls... It's also very well researched. ”

For a cultist, in the face of the current scene, do you still need to choose?

Of course not!

The next moment, Gugar's two faces were filled with flattering smiles, and he opened his arms to the mantis demons in front of him and said happily:

"Ah, welcome to the ancient brothers to the Twilight Hammer family! (Yes, we already have a plan to get into Ulduar, a very, very perfect plan...) ）”

"Let us share the glory of the fall! (Let's share, Fallen Holy Land, Ulduar!) ）”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors