When a person involved in the news doesn't want to be followed continuously, what can be done to reduce their attention?

It's very simple, make a similar, bigger news!

Saratas's thinking is similar, since someone is eyeing him, then Li Dai Taozhuang, just find the power of the ancient god to take the pot!

There are four more who like to wreak havoc as much as I do!

In the Eastern Kingdoms, it was not for nothing that Saratas had been lurking for so many years, and he had barely learned the habits of some of the other Elder Gods' followers. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Although the ancient gods did not come out on their own, they were never honest, and although their followers have always been cautious, they still showed their feet in front of Salatas who was observant.

So Saratas set his sights on Enzos, since he wants to pit people, he must pick a guy he hates the most!

At the direction of Salatas, Shuru secretly assigned the Bloodring Orcs to carry out some fanatical activity throughout Azeroth - and deliberately mimicking the fanaticism of the Twilight cult.

For these activities, Saratas and Shuru have taken great pains to not only erase most of the traces, but even set up some interfering clues, and it may take months for Drunken Wind to follow the vine.

In a few months, it is estimated that both the Union and the Horde will fight again.

……………………

Soon, Drunken Wind, who was struggling to find clues, received a report.

"What? Some guys who claim to be going to the Twilight Trial have appeared near Grimbaatar? ”

"Also in the Valley of Thorns?"

"Northrend has all appeared? And ice trolls and walrus people?! ”

Hearing the news of the oath, Drunken Wind looked confused.

The Twilight Cult is jumping out? Shouldn't it?

Then Drunken Wind immediately brought the map and began to compare it carefully.

Due to lack of manpower, Drunken Wind did not have a chance to investigate all the clues left behind, and the interference items prepared by Saratas and Shuru did not work at all.

Originally, Drunken Wind was not sure whether this was Enzos or the new Elder God, but after getting the activities of the Twilight Sect, Drunken Wind immediately confirmed that this time everything was done by the new Elder God!

On the one hand, the location of these activities is so coincidental, all in the territory of the tribe - but just looking at the map, Drunken Wind comes to a rather remarkable conclusion that the recent "Twilight Cult activities" have taken place in the tribe's territory.

On the other hand, it is because, unless Enzos is going to a full-scale war, at this juncture, the ancient god who is cowardly to die will only send some substitutes for the dead even if he does it!

You know, even in the 6.0 era of World of Warcraft, the other Elder Gods can't help it, Enzos and his subordinate Azhara are still entrenched at the bottom of the sea, although this guy's strength is at the bottom of the Elder Gods, but his ability to fool the thugs is quite good, Drunken Wind doesn't believe that Enzos will send his subordinates of the Twilight Sect to do things at such a moment!

Although Shuru has made use of various adventurers (hired at high prices and then killed people) and acted as irregularly as possible, he has not noticed that all of the activities so far have taken place in the tribe's controlled areas.

For this kind of intimate behavior, Drunken Wind can only say that you have done a good job!

Now that I think about it, this matter should be a tribal troublemaker, and those sacrificial blood-ring orcs are likely to be bitter meat at all.

With these clues, Drunken Wind has set his sights on the current chief of the Bloodring Orcs, Shuru Deadeye!

Saratas had no idea that Drunken Wind's knowledge of the Elder Gods far exceeded his own imagination, and his elaborate plan not only failed to succeed, but instead had a side effect, helping Drunken Wind eliminate a false answer.

Of course, if some half-breed pandaman who was studying at Ravenhold could tell Drunkard what he had learned in Sinsaro, the whole thing would have been much easier - but alas, the unlucky guy was battling it out with Farad for his own dinner.

The next day, Drunken Wind visits Orgrimmar again.

It was a fairly formal visit, and Drunken Wind asked to see Sal directly.

Although Thrall was already very dissatisfied with the slowness of the drunken wind investigation at this time, but the power of the oath was huge, and the orc leader could only pinch his nose and listen to the drunken wind sitting next to him and bragging.

Then, the drunken wind really began to brag.

“…… So, how precious is freedom...... Neither the tribe nor the alliance should be blinded by hatred...... balabalabala……”

"Yes, yes, that's right." Sal nodded helplessly.

“…… Don't go overboard for honor and power...... If we overdo anything, I'm afraid we'll lose more ...... balabalabala……”

"That's true, I know it." Thrall nodded bitterly

“…… Our hard work is for the future of our people...... balabalabala……”

“…… Hmm......" Sal also looked like he was about to die.

This is the first time Sal has discovered that broken thoughts can be so annoying!

Although what Zuifeng said is very reasonable, this is the wisdom summarized by traveling scholars for thousands of years, but no matter how reasonable it is, if you continue to talk about it so plainly, people can't stand it!

What's more, now, all the chiefs of the tribe are there, and you are reasoning here?!

And just before Sal was about to get angry, Drunken Wind told the last truth.

“…… Most importantly, the words of the Elder Gods cannot be trusted with a single punctuation mark! ”

"Huh?" Sal frowned, "What do you mean?" ”

"It's not interesting." Drunken Feng sat cross-legged and folded his hands on the ground, "See Su Hug Pu!" ”

While chatting with Sal, Drunken Wind has been observing Shulu with his peripheral vision, and the conclusion of the observation is that this guy really has a problem!

Since this is the case, the drunken wind immediately began to act.

The white ring opened, and most of the people who were shrouded looked confused, only Shu Lu's expression changed in an instant!

But by the time he tried to make a move, it was too late!

On Shu Lu's waist, on a dagger that looked plain, a thick tentacle suddenly grew, and it rolled directly towards the drunken wind.

But Drunken Wind had already prepared, and when he ended seeing Su Hupu, he opened his mouth to breathe a breath of flame.

The tentacles were scorched by the flames and quickly rolled back, and the drunken wind also rolled over, then jumped up and pulled out two wind swords.

In the electric light, Drunken Wind smiled slightly.

"Come out, revered fifth ancient god, Saratas!"