The "Archbishop's Attack" in the Plains of Flash soon spread throughout the empire.

On the one hand, because of the special identity of the Chaldean Archbishop, he is one of the three kingship agents of the Stormwind Kingdom, once the Chaldea encounters misfortune, it will directly cause chaos in the Stormwind Kingdom, one of the four pillars of the empire, and on the other hand, because of the identity of the attacker.

Although speculation about the "Darkblade Assassin" soon began to spread among the people, the materials placed in front of the leaders and the vivid magical images were very faithful to the identity of the real attackers.

A bug... An alienated bug never seen anywhere else in Azeroth.

In New Stormwind, MI7 and Dalaran and the priests of the Church of Light have begun to work together to dismantle the giant worm killed by the archbishop himself in order to get more clues, and on the other hand, with the help of the Assassin Alliance, the center of the empire, that is, the King's Council, has obtained the information about the origin of the giant worm within 3 hours of the attack.

In fact, this bug has never hidden its origins.

"It came from the Great Worm Hive in the southernmost part of the Tanaris Desert, and of course it is possible that it was washed out directly from the Silisus Desert, and it is difficult to judge now, because according to the information gathered by the Assassin Alliance's expedition team on the edge of the Tanaris Desert, this is just a very ordinary high-level wingworm in those weird swarms."

Returning from his wounds, the Assassin Grandmaster Jorazi, whose face was still a little pale. Ravenhold distributed the information in his hand to each of the delegates in front of him, it was a meeting held in the port of Baita, and the kings were too busy with their own affairs to come, but they all sent their most trusted subordinates as emissaries.

"Your Excellency, "Duke", you mean that the Shining Plains, including within the territory of the Empire, do not have such ... Well, pterozo infested? ”

King Garin's emissary, the royal secret agent Grey Yopp frowned and looked at the pitiful information in his hand, and at the same time looked at his peers, and he asked suspiciously:

"And, the expedition to Tanaris? The Kingdom of Stormgard does not seem to have received any news about the expedition. ”

"Neither do we."

Representative of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, Wilton. Lord Barov nodded to Grey Jopp, and also looked at the Assassin Grandmaster in front of him.

This lord is the eldest son of the old nobleman Count Barov, who is famous for escorting the people in the battle of the Northern Frontier, Arthas felt the contribution of the old count to the empire, and invited the old count to participate in the affairs of the kingdom several times, but the old count politely refused, he said that he wanted to take a break, but at the king's kind invitation, he still sent his two sons to serve the king of Alsace.

But I don't know if it's an illusion, Jorazzi. Grand Master Ravenhold always felt that the handsome and elegant Lord in front of him seemed to be hiding some secrets.

But now, not the time to talk about this.

Faced with the doubts of the delegates, Choraci shrugged his shoulders and said to them:

"The expedition team is in the name of the public declaration, and it is one of our elite scouts who really go to the Tanaris Desert, and the reason why they appear there is very simple, because some time ago, we were in a tense battle with the Hot Sand Consortium, and the king and generals planned an attack on the goblin city, and we... We have to gather enough information for the war. ”

The Assassin Grandmaster grimaced and addressed the delegates:

"That's all I can say, and if you don't know, you shouldn't... Well, gentlemen and ladies, let's turn our attention to what really matters. ”

The hidden meaning in Cholazi's words is simple... The level of the deputies is not enough, these secrets are not supposed to be explored, and it has to be said that in a place like the Empire, where the dignity and inferiority are extremely prominent, this is simply an almighty reason.

"Wow"

At the direction of the Assassin Master, a rough map of Kalimdor's southern frontier was hung on the wall of the conference room, and Joraci took his drawing pen and drew circles on the two southernmost parts of southern Xinjiang representing the desert, and then pointed to the place and said to the delegates:

"These bugs... They are not beasts, and when you report back to your respective kings, remember to inform that these bugs are highly intelligent, and I can't tell if they are a special civilization or not, but I am sure that these bugs have a high degree of social behavior within them. ”

"Hmm..."

One by one, the delegates straightened up, and it was clear that what Jorazi said was very intriguing to them.

"The bugs' base camp is in the Silysus Desert, which is probably one of the largest deserts I've ever seen, and probably one of the largest deserts in all of Azeroth, our scouts haven't gone too far into this vast desert, but just on the outskirts of the desert, we see something resembling a hive, and these bugs are almost as numerous as their shrunken compatriots..."

"Also, the hive at the southern end of the Tanaris Desert is a bit like a detachment of the Silysus swarm, a vanguard or a scout... Personally, I'm leaning towards the second guess..."

The Assassin Grandmaster turned around, propped his hands on the table, and said to the delegates in front of him:

"These bugs are extremely aggressive, and I don't quite believe that they cross two deserts just to thrive... Obviously, the bugs are peeking into the civilized world, and I have every reason to believe that if we hadn't come, maybe in a few years, or ten years, the goblins and trolls of the Tanaris desert would have suffered. ”

"What else?"

Lord Wilton propped his chin on his fingers, and he looked at Jorazi, and he asked:

"Is that all we know about bugs?"

"New information will have to wait for the dismantling of the Stormwind Kingdom."

The Assassin Grand Master didn't hide anything, he spread his hands:

"The Southern Desert wasn't our focus before, and to be honest, I didn't expect to find so much information after the attack on the Archbishop, but I've urgently dispatched a scout team disguised as merchants to Tanaris to gather news... Let's hope they won't be targeted by the madmen of the Darkblades. ”

As he spoke, the Grand Master stretched out his fingers and rubbed the corners of his forehead, the recent "retaliation" operation launched by the Dark Blade Intelligence Bureau has caused heavy losses to the Assassin Alliance, but with the Empire's official MI7 and other intelligence organizations in the way, Joraci can still bear the current losses.

It's not that the Imperial agents haven't tried to fight back, but whether it's on the side of the Federation or in the Empire itself, the counterattacks launched by the agents are all counted, and the success rate is not even thirty percent.

In other words, even if Joraci was reluctant, he had to admit that the level of the Federation's agents was higher than that of the Imperial agents... And from the patterns of the Federation's agents and the power they wielded, he was reminded of a story that was considered legendary in the League of Assassins.

It is said that in Kalimdor, in the mysterious society of the Night Elves, some of the most fearsome shadow assassins have been around for almost as long as the elves, and for thousands of years, only the luckiest ones have been able to accidentally find traces of these shadow assassins, but no one has ever seen them.

"The Watcher... The shadows closest to the origin of the shadows in all Assassin history..."

Joralzi stepped out of the conference room with his briefcase, and the middle-aged Assassin Grandmaster looked up at the mural on the wall in front of him, and muttered to himself:

"Do you really exist? Or maybe it's just, boring... Legend? ”

"Your Excellency Jorazi!"

Just as the Assassin Grandmaster was wandering into the world, a call woke him up from his daze, and he looked back to see that a young man in a priest's robe was waving to him a dozen meters away, walking briskly towards him.

"Lord Jorazi, the Night Elves have just sent an emissary... Delegates invite you to get to Room 14 as quickly as possible! ”

"Huh?"

The Assassin Grandmaster raised an eyebrow:

"What does the Night Elf have to do with me sending an emissary?"

The young priest replied:

"The Night Elves are said to have come for the attack on the Archbishop, and they say they have all the information about the bugs, and they think we might need it..."

Before the priest could finish his words, Jorazi's figure shook and magically disappeared in front of him, and for an Assassin grandmaster like Jorazzi, visual deception was only a side effect of his rapid leap in the shadows.

The Assassins fought with the power of shadows, the most powerful of them who could leap back and forth silently wherever the shadows were covered, more powerful than the mages' flashing spells.

But just as Choraci stepped into Room 14 with a shadow step, the moment he broke away from the shadows, a whizzing Thorn Knife Wheel came to a sudden halt in the air, and with a "breeze" effect, it quietly and without a hint of trembling pressed against the Assassin Grandmaster's neck.

To others, it was almost as if Jorazi had voluntarily "sent" his neck to the weapon of the quirky elf in green armor and with an owl helmet.

"Watcher!"

It felt terrible to be suppressed in an instant, how long had it been since Chorazi had been so thoroughly suppressed since he became the Assassin Grandmaster? But upon seeing the figure holding the knife wheel and the legendary owl helmet, the Assassin Grand Master immediately narrowed his eyes, and his figure dissipated under the sword wheel of the watcher in front of him as if he had vanished, and instantly appeared in another place, and then raised his left hand.

"I, no malice, actually..."

Joraczi looked back at the deputies behind him, and he shrugged:

"I've been invited."

He looked at the silent watcher in front of him, and he could feel that the night elf in front of him should not be his opponent when he was fighting alone, but the watcher's rumored extreme affinity for the shadow was vividly demonstrated under the "stealth detection" just now.

"Alright, Merlene."

Another voice stopped the small "unpleasantness" between the Warden and Grand Master Jorazi, a gentle woman's voice, and as she spoke, all eyes in the room turned to her.

It was a female druid dressed in a plain robe, without any ornamentation, she had the characteristic purple skin of the Night Elves, she was tall, her long smooth hair was braided, hanging down on her shoulders, she looked very gentle, with a kind of feminine femininity of the Night Elves, and on her forehead she wore a leaf emblem symbolizing a high-ranking druid, indicating that this was a powerful druid from the Council of Cenarion.

Under the gaze of everyone, she stood up and introduced herself generously:

"My name is Moyana... Moyana. Deerhelm, I have received permission from the kings for this visit, and I have come here to share with you all the secrets that the Council of Cenarion has about the Chira Worms..."

Moyana's words weren't finished, Jorazi. Ravenhold asked in a somewhat rude and soft voice with the proper wisdom of an agent:

"Why? I don't doubt the good intentions of the Night Elves, but I think that such confidential information is very important in any organization, so before we accept this help, I want to ask..."

The Assassin Grandmaster, with his hand behind his back, waved his command and signaled the delegates of the countries to calm down, he looked at Moyana and said word for word:

"What do we, the Human Empire, have to pay for this precious information?"

"Humans, put away your thoughts!"

Moyana did not answer, but the silent watchman standing beside her said in a cold, hoarse voice:

"The attack on your archbishop has been made known to the Council of Cenarion, and because of the need to share the information we have with you, the Archdruid of the Deerhelm even convened an impromptu meeting of the Archdruid... And the reason why we are here is very simple, it is not uncommon for Kadore to ask you for anything, but because you still have no idea what kind of opponent you are fighting against. ”

"You have no idea what the word Chira Worm means... Humans, with all due respect, you need all the support from all over the world right now, otherwise... After the monstrous sea of worms breaks through the blockade of the fortress of Cenarion, your walls, your cities, your kingdoms, and your civilization will be completely crushed in a hopeless war! ”

The watchman named Mai Lin said this very unceremoniously, which made the faces of several delegates a little ugly, but Joraci's expression was very calm, he turned his head and said something to the delegates, and after a moment, Joraczi turned back and said to Moyana and Mai Lin:

"I believe Kadore's warning, but if things are really that bad, then I think our kings need to come here in person and share the information you have brought, so... Please wait a moment. ”

"You're just wasting your time..."

The watchman Merlin said disdainfully: "In front of the Worm Puller, your bloodline, title, everything is meaningless. ”

"Alright, Merlene."

High Druid Moyana waved her hand to stop her companion's taunt, and she smiled gently at the human in front of her:

"It's good that the kings are gathered here to show that you take this matter seriously... Because you really should value it, human friends, I... I've personally experienced the battle of quicksand for a thousand years... I experienced that horrible despair that I still can't let go of to this day. ”

A hint of sadness flashed in Moyana's eyes, and she whispered:

"The Chira Worms have set their sights on your civilization, humans, and while I don't know why they're attacking at this moment, but... But the appearance of high-level wingworms already means that they are going to start a war. ”

"You... Are you really ready? ”