Although it was in the underground world where there was no light in the earth, there was a cold wind that cut through the dark twilight like a sword.

A team of five hundred goblins, plus ten gigantic Kodomon, marched through the unfriendly darkness of the underground. The peculiar yin wind struck, but it made the little monsters in the march tremble one by one, chattering to each other, and passing uneasy information to each other. They are a pathetic creature, short, timid, stupid, but often greedy and bloodthirsty, and even the most racialistic people have to admit that goblins are "inferior and ugly creatures". The reason why Zài still exists in this world may be the compromise that the supreme founding will had to make in order to keep the ecological chain of nature in balance.

So, just by the slightest gust of noisy wind, these strange people shrank as if they had met an enemy, and shrank their heads and hesitated. It wasn't until several tall and thin men in ornate scales and robes jumped down from the back of the Kodomon that they slashed down several of their fellow clansmen who were about to slip away, and they slowly quieted down and continued on their way.

The goblins, along with their hordes of kobolds, roamed the backwoods of the continent, but the main ethnic group made their home in the Orgrimmar Wilderness, where they thrived for several centuries. As the rulers of the Great Wasteland are changing, of course, their masters are also changing, but they have never been masters. Because of this, they can also treat masters who are completely different in their service types, genders, and races.

The lowliest cannon fodder soldiers and emergency rations in the Orgrimmar Clan Alliance were given as gifts. It was given to their current master by their previous master, the orc general Moug. It was a master that goblins and kobolds had never served in the history of slavery for several centuries, but that didn't stop them from revering their new masters. Of course, it also does not delay their cowardice and withdrawal in the face of danger.

"Goblins. It's a goblin after all! The thin, handsome man on the back of the giant Kodo shook his head. If Lu Xi was here, he would definitely recognize this acquaintance - not Abel who had already met once? Who else could the Marquis of Saville? However, at this time, the Marquis of Savile's outfit was naturally not like the outfit he had worn to the dinner party before, but was fully armed. Dressed in silvery-white armor as delicate as moonlight, with a cloak as black as the night sky on his back, and a rune sword hanging from his waist. He wore no helmet, his moonlit hair draped over the back of his head, but a headband that looked like a forehead ornament. The blood nobles are a group of very good sè deposits, but no matter how much they get sè, they will not have to wear jewelry to the battlefield. This headband is clearly a kind of magic weapon.

"You could pick some more kobolds. Although the combat effectiveness and morale are not much better than those of the goblins, they should still have the courage to fight when they encounter danger. The vampire riding on the back of another Kodo beast laughed. This is an extremely delicate and beautiful vampire, even if he wears the same type of strip armor and battle robes as the Marquis of Savile, he still can't hide the pretty style of his eyebrows and his delicate tall and well-proportioned figure. In the eyes of outsiders, even if such a woman is in armor, she does not look like a female warrior, but more like a daughter born in high society playing cosplay.

"It's twice as expensive to feed as the goblins, and it's even less disciplined." The Marquis of Savile said to the female vampires: "We didn't expect these slaves to be combative, but we only used them to find their way or break the mechanism. Ms. Irene. ”

And so it goes. The more obedient goblins are, of course, more than kobolds. You know, the former was used by the orcs to feed the cyclops as rations, isn't there no complaint? This should be what the Marquis of Savile wanted to express.

"If a fight does break out. Goblins and kobolds are unreliable, not even our new allies. A qiē can only rely on ourselves. The third vampire spoke. Unlike vampires, who are usually tall, thin and slender, this guy has a very muscular body. By human standards, he can definitely be regarded as a macho man, and he has a circle of stubble. He was clad in jet-black steel armor. He had no cloak, but he had a double-edged axe hanging from his back. If not for the pale complexion. Blood-red eyes, canine teeth in the mouth, and other typical characteristics of the Blood, no one would think that this is a vampire, and think that he is a brave Nord mercenary.

"If we have a qiē shun lì, we will be able to find something very quickly, and it is even less likely that there will be any fighting. Andwak. The Marquis of Savile said to the unusually strong vampire, "Who knows about the existence of this place except for us descendants of Sammanshire?" Well...... In other words, if it weren't for the true ancestor of the blood clan who had experienced that era lightly like His Royal Highness Yawen, such a spectacular ancestral ruin, I am afraid that it would really be hidden in the ruins of history. ”

"Be careful, it's always good. This operation is related to our clan's thousand-year plan, if it fails......" The female vampire known as Erin groaned, looked at the person riding on the back of the last Kodomon, and said with some hesitation: "In thousands of years, I am afraid that we will never have a chance to regain our former glory." ”

"Erin, what's so bad about that. If we fail, my sister and I, the last descendants of the two Moonlets, will not survive, and the rest of the families who support us will also be greatly reduced. The Blood Clan will henceforth become a vassal thug of the Plague King, and there will be room for me to resist. In the end, what is buried in the ruins of history is just the remains of this ancestor? ”

The man on the back of the Kodomon at the end of the line finally spoke, his tone cold and indifferent. This is also a noble lady of the blood clan, wearing a full black robe, covering the gold and silver armor that wraps the graceful figure. By human standards, she should be around seventeen or eighteen years old, with a beautiful face, beautiful and refined, Cheng Dù in terms of beauty is farther than Erin, but there is no trace of flattery in her eyebrows and eyes, and the whole person's temperament is like a kaolin flower, cold but cold. Proud of nature.

In terms of tone, the status of this female vampire should be higher than that of everyone present. But unlike most of the female vampire clans that maintain the "elegance" of an aristocratic lady. She wore no ornaments on her face, and she had short purple hair that only hung down to her neck. What's even more amazing is that. One of her eyes, one is the blood red characteristic of the blood clan, and the other seems to be an ice blue condensed from ten thousand years of ice.

"Indeed, among the current major families, only the true ancestor such as my sister has survived from that era, and the only one who knows that this relic exists is the Moonlight family, who participated in the construction of the ruin. Naturally, the ancestors of that era no longer exist, but the literature did reach the hands of my sister. However, we are not the only ones who have survived from the pre-epoch to this era! The vampire "maiden" wrapped in black robes looked at the spacious underground palace around her. He looked at the dark passage in front of him and seemed to never see the end, and let out a sigh of secret.

"The people who helped the ancestors build this underground fortress should have been a few ancient dragons, as well as the ancient elven empire...... No matter how long the elves live, it is unlikely that they will live to this era, and even if there is literature left, the elves will not come to join in the fun at this time. As for those primeval dragons, uh, true dragons who can enjoy this title. I guess I can count the zài that I still have on one hand. The Marquis of Savile held his chin and said, "Even if there are adventurers who occasionally find documents, it is impossible to venture out in such a chaotic season, in the dark forests of the runway and in the Namoa Mountains...... As for the Primal Dragons, uh, I think. Everyone has indeed heard that in the previous war, a huge primeval black dragon did appear. ”

He's not trying to contradict the other side. I was really frowning and thinking seriously, and told everyone about my analysis: "But. As Her Highness Selena said, it's always good to be careful. We can't afford to lose! ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of enemy it is. We all have to not lose! You can't lose! The opportunity that the people under the moon have been waiting for for a thousand years is just around the corner, and this is the only chance. The girl of the Blood Clan, who was called "Her Royal Highness Selena", said in a cold tone.

Regardless of what the people below thought, she was ready for battle, and she never expected the goblin slaves that Marquis Savile had brought in to be of any use in the event of danger or a strong enemy. As long as she can honestly complete the promising job of being a cannon fodder and carrying luggage, she is already very satisfied. At present, this team of more than 500 people plus ten giant beasts looks mighty, but what can really be relied on is the die-hard blood warriors of more than 30 families. These people are all masters of martial arts and magic, and they are all in the rank of viscount, and they are more than half of the core forces that the Moon Wright family can mobilize.

Other than that, Abel? Marquis of Savile and Irene? Countess Colute is also a master of necromancy, and the two of them have a total of fifty dragon tooth soldiers and a hundred blood corpses, which can be regarded as the real backbone of the team. As for Count Andwack, this is an atypical blood nobleman, except for some natural abilities unique to the blood clan, he has almost no magic, but he also has the rare strange power and courage of the blood clan, and he is definitely an invincible general.

Coupled with himself, it can be said that although the vast majority of this team are useless cannon fodder goblin slaves, even if they encounter a true dragon or a high-ranking abyss lord, they are by no means without the strength to fight. What's more, there are more hole cards in the team than that......

Selena subconsciously looked at the petite body around her whose head and face were all wrapped in black robes, and then took a deep breath: "No matter what kind of emergency we encounter, we must get what we need." ”

She was about to shout loudly to speed the procession, but as soon as she raised a hand, she was grabbed by someone next to her.

"You ......"

"There is a situation. Let's stop moving forward. The other party replied simply.

Although she didn't understand what this meant, out of absolute trust in the other party, Selena still loudly gave the order for the whole army to stop advancing. Then, at the moment when this order reached the whole army, causing temporary confusion among the goblins who had no tactical skills, a mutation suddenly occurred, and a large row of arrows suddenly flew out of the darkness of the dungeon on both sides and fell into the goblin array in the front row. The dozen or so goblins standing at the front were hit by arrows, causing even more chaos. Some of the goblins trembled and turned to flee, only to be slaughtered by their new masters once again.

It was only then that Selena realized how timely the opponent's block was, and if the team had taken a few more steps, most of them would have gone straight under the rain of arrows. In that case, the casualties would not be just a dozen goblins just now, and perhaps even many clansmen would die in a daze.

"Rats!" Count Andwack, who didn't look like a Blood, and definitely didn't have a temper like a Blood, jumped off the Kodomon, his two-handed battle axe already in his hand, and let out a roar of rage at the sneak attacker in front of him.

For a few seconds, there seemed to be a "whoosh" sound in the darkness ahead, as if full of regret. Then, hundreds of bright torches were raised in front of the Blood Clan warriors, and it was only then that they finally saw the true colors of the attackers. (To be continued......)