Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1932 60. The Greenskins Invaded Maldraxxus

Fenna has a plan to conquer Maldraxxus, and she is so secretive that she doesn't want to say more, but the wisdom of the elf warriors has indeed improved a lot recently, and she is orderly commanding the secret academy of creation to carry out the plan. From all kinds of preparations, it can be seen that she definitely didn't sink her head into sex on a whim.

She really has a plan.

The pirate thought about it for a while during the time of the sages and guessed that Fenner's full confidence must have something to do with the Secret Academy of Soul Selection. To put it more directly, it must have something to do with Lao Hou who was sent to this poor place by Braike himself. .

Maybe this plan was tailor-made by Lao Hou for his sister.

Well, although Lao Hou is also a standard warrior mentality, he has at least been a chief of a clan. He was reborn in the Shadow Kingdom and was exempted from the mental damage caused by the magic blood. He also regained the strategic thinking of his youth. It is estimated that the chaotic place of internal unity is a bit precarious, but it is absolutely no problem to add fire to this chaos.

Thinking of this, Bo Laike wanted to see Grom Hellscream, who was said to have destroyed the entire House of the Chosen before becoming the Marquis of Necromancy.

In other words, he still has a gift in his hand to give to Lao Hou.

In the sunset of Maldraxus, the floating city of the Secret Academy of Creation is already close to the mountain range where the Secret Academy of Soul Selection is located. From the window of the command hall of the floating city, you can even see the huge size of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection in the mountains. group of buildings.

It is a war fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack, without any luxury at all. In short, it is full of iron and blood that Maldraxxus should have.

"You are by my side now! Although I know that relying on me cannot shake the relationship between you and Maiev, please don't think about a man who can strangle a clefthoof with one hand when you are with me. ?”

But Laike, who was standing by the window and posed in deep thought, was quickly criticized.

Standing beside him and leaning against the window, Her Majesty the Creator Queen in a nightgown was lazily holding a glass of strong wine prepared by Maldraxxus for the warriors, sipping and flicking her long hair.

The soothing contentment on her face filled her with a peaceful "sage" posture at this time, like a rare moment of tranquility in a wild warrior.

The elf warrior glanced at his stinky brother and guessed what he was thinking. He lowered his head helplessly and glanced at the Secret Academy of Soul Selection not far away, and said softly:

"Old Hou will come here in a while. You can ask whatever you want. He is actually very grateful to you. When I lost to him last time, he was rarely merciful. Although he said that he couldn't bear to see I saw a good soldier die outside his hometown, but in fact, I know that at least half of the love in the last ax that fell off was because of you."

Fenner drank the fine wine in her hand, leaned against the window and curled up her legs, playing with a sharp bone dagger casually like a rebellious girl.

In the skill of a butterfly piercing a flower, she said to Bo Laike, who stared at her fingers:

"I've never seen a crazy green skin trust a human so much. Although I don't know what happened to the two of you in Argus, I can be sure that you are definitely Grom Hellscream's confidant. "

"Well, I'm really honored then."

Lord Cthulhu tried his best to move his eyes away from Fenner's overly flexible fingers. While talking, he recalled an event that had happened a long time ago.

In fact, thinking about it now, I really shouldn't have laughed at the thirty-seven seconds of the old mage Khadgar

No matter how powerful a warrior's hand skills are, he can't compare to the legendary thief, and it would be inhumane for a mage to undergo such a "trial".

Tsk tsk, he was wrong.

"What are you thinking?"

Fenner suddenly asked, with a weird smile on her face that was so cunning that even an old pervert like Braike felt seen through. The elf warrior moved his slender fingers intentionally or unintentionally, and stuck out the tip of his tongue like As if savoring the fine wine left on his fingertips, this suggestive gesture made the Scrap Pirate shake his head.

The next moment, he said confidently:

"I was just thinking about your previous request. If we are going to summon Dean Lanyue and the other liches to Maldraxxus, we might as well make it bigger!"

"Ok?"

Fenner blinked, showing an interested expression, and said:

"Details."

"Look, you have now gained control of the Secret Academy of Creation, and Lao Hou is in command of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection. You two organizations are the most powerful force in Maldraxxus' frontal combat, but your three opponents are also Not an unknown person.

The espionage and penetration ability of the House of Eyes is the highest in the Shadowlands, and even the assassins of the House of Eyes are lurking in Fort Nathria; the House of Rituals is rich in the most powerful and ruthless spellcasters in the entire Shadow Realm, As long as the Liches seize the opportunity, they can even kill all the troops of the Secret Academy and the Secret Academy of Creation in waves.

Finally, the House of Withering

There is no frontal combat power in that ghost place, and the ability to cast spells is far inferior to that of the Liches, let alone infiltrating and fighting behind enemy lines. Their only advantage lies in their top-level research on potions and plagues.

Given the chance, the wither apothecaries could raze all of Maldraxxus to the ground with a horrible plague beyond their control. "

Bu Laike narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and said:

"It will be very difficult for you to fight head-on, so just like you and Lao Hou want to find 'foreign aid' to infiltrate the secret courtyard of rituals, we can issue a 'challenge' to the rulers of the other three secret courtyards at the same time.

This is the rule of Maldraxxus.

No powerful person can refuse a challenge based on the rules of war. Of course, the spokespersons we send must first prove their abilities in various secret courts.

The Academy of Rituals has the 'Lich Combination' formed by Dean Lanyue and Old Meili, and I have absolute confidence in them.

Let Kel'Thuzad go to the House of Withering! He's been working on the subject of plague in private at the Academy, which is taboo, but maybe we can use it now.

Finally, there is the Academy of Sharp Eyes. I think it would be a very good idea to find Garona Haverson and Mrs. Vashki. "

"Uh, about that, actually"

Fenna suddenly looked weird when she heard this, she thought about it, and said to her younger brother:

"There is no need to make arrangements at the Academy of Sharp Eyes, Lao Hou has already made arrangements. Don't look at me like that, brother, I can guarantee that this time, the arrangement of the old knife handle will be absolutely fine.

You may be able to see the 'spy' we have placed in the Academy of Sharp Eyes in a while. "

"Huh? Are you trying to kill me laughing?"

Bu Laike showed an exaggerated expression, and said hilariously:

"Two fighters, and they joined forces to plant spies in the shadow country's ancestors of assassins and dens of thieves? What gave you two the courage to carry out this plan?

Hey, this kind of thing is seriously inconsistent with your style, so don't do it in the future. "

"Just laugh!"

Fenner, who was being ridiculed, snorted, jumped down from the window, jumped to the side of Bu Laike, and grabbed down with her nimble fingers, and she showed a winning smile to Bu Laike, saying:

"You will soon know where our confidence comes from. I'm waiting for you to apologize to me. Tch, I'm going to change clothes, Lao Hou should be here soon.

Be decent for a while, don't embarrass the Queen of Creation, okay? "

"Uh."

Bo Laike curled his lips, he squeezed his eyes and said to Fenner:

"Can you spare me ten minutes before the meeting?"

"ten minutes?"

The elf warrior moved his fingers, moved back and forth like a sharp knife out of its sheath, and licked his lips, eager to sarcastically say:

"Three minutes is about the same? Do you want to gamble?"

——

Lao Hou is a warrior with style.

Although he had been an unassuming butcher most of his life, he did, on occasion, strike a leadership pose when he was sober.

Such a bluffing posture could easily translate into real leadership with the support of his strength, especially in the bloody wild place of Maldraxxus.

Even though Lao Hou was carrying an ax and chopped all the way from the entrance of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection to the throne platform, if he encountered any obstacle, he would be killed with a headshot. Friendship or worship between people is so simple.

Grom Hellscream conquered the Soul Chosen Secret Court with one man and one axe, so he is a well-deserved new Soul Chosen Marquis. Even the previous Soul Chosen Marquis, Lord Kexus, was convinced by Lao Hou's courage and strength, and voluntarily He was demoted to the Baron of Soul Chosen and became Lao Hou's right-hand man, to assist this violent soul to achieve a real career in this place of death.

Although I heard Fenner tell some stories about the Marquis of Kexus who is known as the "No. When he saw this powerful man in the Floating Void City of the Secret Academy with his own eyes who had fought with Lao Hou for a whole day and night before being beheaded by Lao Hou with an ax at the last moment, the evil god still let out an exclamation.

"Oh my god, I actually saw a living Aldrachi in this bloody place!"

Laike, who accompanied the Queen of Creation in this secret meeting, looked up and down at the tall man beside Lao Hou. The guy was wearing a black full-face horned battle helmet. Wearing thick waist armor and leg armor, the whole person's attire reveals a wild and powerful look.

In his hand, he held a large beheading ax in the style of Maldraxxus. The eyes under the helmet emitted green fluorescence unique to the undead, and his skin was also abnormally pale, which represented his identity of.

When he heard Bu Laike utter his biggest secret, even Baron Kexus had seen strong winds and waves in Maldraxxus, so he couldn't help but look at Bu Laike a few more times.

"The Aldrachi? The warrior civilization that slashed Sargeras?"

Fenna was also interested, her eyes were shining with a belligerent light, she stared at Baron Kexus, wishing she could fight this powerful guy right now.

As for the old roar on the opposite side, there was no response.

That's normal, he's not a guy who likes history, he hasn't heard the legend of the Aldrachi among the stars, and even if he has, it's no big deal.

Isn't it just cutting the Titan?

It's not that the orcs haven't done this kind of thing, what's the big deal?

"I'm not the one in the legend."

Baron Kexus was silent for a few seconds, and a deep voice sounded from under the full-face helmet, and replied:

"I'm just an ordinary gladiator leader under His Majesty the Fearless, please don't talk about those past stories in front of me, it won't make me feel honored.

We failed after all. "

"Uh."

Laike shrugged his shoulders, glanced at Kexus, activated the ancient god BB's ability, and whispered to the silent warrior:

"I have seen the aldrachi warglaive left by Tolanar the Fearless, my dear friend, I have even looked at the weapon up close, but I did not discover it until I saw you The little bit of strange breath left on the earth belongs to you.

So, I guess, you are the unlucky big brother who died at the hands of your own brother? It was you who brought Tolanar to the throne of the Dauntless.

Are you a helper demon too? "

"Your statement is very strange, evil god."

Baron Kexus was silent for a few seconds, and responded in his soul:

"You do know a lot, but I must emphasize that my brother has won me rightly. I have seen his great deeds in the vision of death. When the blood of the dark titan dripped on the stars, my brother was detached. beyond life and death.

I can only feel immense pride in him.

But that's a thing of the past, sir, I believe you didn't come here today to catch up with me, please talk to Master Grom about the business. "

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Only then did Bu Laike look at Lao Hou, who was still wearing the orc-style clan battle armor, except that he had a crown of spikes made of steel on his head to represent his current status as the Marquis of the Soul Chosen.

The big beheading ax on his back was a rune weapon made by the bonesmith of the Soul Selection Secret Academy. This blacksmith is a close disciple of the military master, and his forging skills are absolutely outstanding.

This battle ax, which is very similar to Gorehowl, is a proper psychic artifact, but there are some more dominance runes on the blade.

"You are not angry because I neglected you, the great marquis of the soul."

The pirate said something to Lao Hou with a drawn out voice.

The latter had a cold face like a real undead, and said blankly: "No, I don't feel any offense at all, because this is you in my memory, Bu Laike Shaw.

If you start talking about business, I'll think you're a fake.

Look at this kind of provocative ability and means that is almost instinctive, the feeling that makes me, a dead old guy, want to pull out an ax and chop you down is really nostalgic.

you.

You sent me here to bless me with great victories, as you wish, evil god. "

Lao Hou opened his arms and said to Bu Laike:

"I have always won in this sacred place of warriors, I like it here, the smell of war, the scorching wind, the coexistence of destruction and new life, only the strong can keep climbing and the weak can't set foot at all.

This is where a soul like me should be, and my only regret is that I didn't find many 'old friends' here. "

"Ok?"

Bo Laike frowned suddenly.

He stared at Lao Hou and said:

"You found an old friend here? Who is it? What does it have to do with tonight's conversation... Wait! I see, the spy you planted in the Academy of Sharp Eyes!

Is it Della card, Durotan's wife?

Right? "

This moment was like a flash of lightning flashing through his mind, and some details that were about to be blurred came into his mind, making Pirates of Scraps feel that he had grasped the core elements of this plan.

His question also caused a surprised expression on Lao Hou's indifferent face. Obviously, Bu Laike accurately guessed one of his hole cards.

"As expected of a prophet who shapes destiny, it is a shame to play such a trick in front of you."

Grom let out a hoarse laugh. He pointed to the completely dark night outside the floating city, and whispered to the Queen of Creation and her male companion:

"Be patient, my friend. They are coming soon. The Academy of Sharp Eyes will definitely become a member of our joint force. I have already seen that glorious future."

"them?"

The pirate curled his lips and said:

"Who else but the Della card?"

"Can't you guess? My lord prophet."

Lao Hou shrugged like a living person, and said:

"Who among us orcs can successfully enter the Academy of Sharp Eyes after death and occupy a high position in a short period of time? As a race that is not good at producing assassins, the very powerful orcs who are famous for assassination and lurking in history join Are there just a few of them when you get up?"

"No way?"

Bu Laike instantly thought of a guy who was very troublesome. Well, according to Grom, the probability of that guy being able to succeed in Maldraxxus is really quite high.

This made Lord Cthulhu glance at Lao Hou with his teeth in his teeth, and complained:

"You green skins are going to heaven!

It's not enough to make troubles in the material world, and it's not safe to die one by one. Fortunately, I put Bu Rocks in the material world, otherwise this Maldraxxus would be quite lively. "

"That's exactly what I'm going to tell you!"

Lao Hou suddenly said seriously:

"I want you to send Bu Rocks Saurfang into Maldraxxus too, I can take this land, it's not hard, but I can't rule it.

Nobody knows my flaws better than me

I need him.

In other words, this land needs a warrior beyond greatness, and I, I am obviously still lacking. "

"You might be able to change it and learn from him."

Bu Laike blinked and made a suggestion, Laohou scoffed and said:

"If it can be changed, is it still called a defect?"

"Emmmm, what you said makes sense. It seems that experiencing death is really helpful for soldiers to think."

Lord Cthulhu rubbed his chin, looking out the window at night.

After a moment he said:

"Well, I'll think about it before you finish fighting for me."

"War for you?"

Grom glanced at Bo Laike, he didn't ask for details, just asked:

"Where is the enemy?"

"Don't worry."

Pirate Cthulhu waved his hand and comforted him:

"This is not something that can be done by one of the secret courts selected by the soul. You must first become the speaker of the five secret courts before you are eligible to take this task from me.

You know what I mean? "

PS:

I have absolutely no idea what happened in the last chapter, the review scale is so funny now.

(end of this chapter)