MTL - Azeroth Shadow Trail-v2 Chapter 1932 60. Greenskin Invasion of Maldraxxus

   Chapter 1932 60. Greenskin Invasion of Maldraxxus

Finna has a plan to conquer Maldroxxus, and she is too mysterious to say more, but the wisdom of the elf warriors has indeed grown a lot recently, and she is methodically commanding the secret chamber of creation. All kinds of preparations showed that she definitely didn't bury her head on a whim.

   She really has a plan.

The pirates thought about it for a while during the time of the sage and guessed that Fina's full confidence must have something to do with the Soul Chosen Chamber of Secrets. To put it more directly, it must have something to do with the old roar who was sent to this broken place by Black himself. .

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

Well, although Lao Hao is also a standard warrior thinking, he has at least been a chief of a clan. When he came to the shadow country and was reborn once, he was exempted from the mental devastation caused by the demon blood and regained his youthful strategic thinking. It is estimated that the chaotic place of inner unity is a bit hanging, but adding a fire to this chaos is absolutely no problem.

  Thinking of this, the more Black wanted to see Grom Hellscream, who was said to have cut down the entire Soul Selection Chamber to become the psychic marquis.

   By the way, he still has a gift in his hand for Lao Hou.

In the sunset of Maldraxus, the floating city of the Secret Academy of Creation was close to the mountain where the Secret Academy of Soul Selection was located. From the window of the command hall of the floating city, one could even see the huge size of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection in the mountains. group of buildings.

   is a war fortress that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

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

   But Blake, who stood by the window and looked like he was thinking deeply, was quickly criticized.

  Standing beside him and leaning against the window, the queen of creation in a nightgown lazily held a glass of spirits prepared by Maldraxxus for the warriors, sipping and fiddling with his long hair.

   The soothed contentment on her face filled her with a peaceful "sage" attitude at this time, like a rare moment of tranquility for 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 Soul Selection Academy not far away, and said softly:

"Laohao will be here in a while, you can ask anything you want to ask at any time, he is actually quite thankful to you, when I lost to him last time, he was rarely merciful, although what he said was that he couldn't bear to watch it. Until a good soldier dies outside his hometown, but I know that at least half of the affection in the last axe was because of you."

  Finna drank the wine in her hand, and then leaned against the window and curled her legs, playing with a sharp bone dagger like a rebellious girl.

   In a butterfly-through-flower technique, she said to Blake, who was staring at her fingers:

"I've never seen a mad greenskin trust a human so much, and I don't know what happened to the two of you in Argus, but I'm sure you're already a confidant of Grom Hellscream. "

   "Well, then I'm really honored."

   Lord Evil God tried his best to take his eyes away from Fina's fingers that were too flexible. As he spoke, he recalled an event that had happened for a long, long time.

   Actually, thinking about it now, I really shouldn't have laughed at Khadgar's thirty-seven seconds

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

  Tsk tsk, I'm blaming him wrong.

   "What do you think?"

Fenna suddenly asked, with a sly smile on her face that made Blake feel like he was seen through, the elf warrior moved his slender fingers intentionally or not, and stuck out the tip of his tongue like a taste The hint of wine left on his fingertips made the chip pirate shake his head.

   The next moment, he said confidently:

   "I was just thinking about your previous request. If we have to summon Dean Blue Moon and the other liches to Maldraxxus, we might as well play a bigger game!"

"Um?"

  Fina blinked her eyes with an expression of interest and said:

   "Details."

"Look, you now have the control of the Secret Chamber of Creation. Laohou is in command of the Secret Chamber of Soul Selection. You two organizations are the most powerful forces in Maldroxxus' frontal combat, but your three opponents can also Not an anonymous person.

The espionage and infiltration ability of the Sharp Eyes Secret Academy is the highest in the Shadow Kingdom. Even in Nasria Fort, there are assassins from the Sharp Eyes Secret Academy. As long as the Liches seize the opportunity, they can even destroy all the armies of the Secret Chamber and the Secret Chamber of Creation in one wave.

   Finally, the Withering Chamber

   That ghost place has no frontal combat power, and its spellcasting ability is far inferior to that of the lich, let alone infiltrating and fighting behind enemy lines. Their only advantage lies in their top-notch research on potions and plagues.

   Give the Wither Apothecaries a chance, and they can raze the entirety of Maldraxxus to a desolate level with a horrific plague beyond their control. "

  Blake narrowed his eyes, rubbed his chin, and said:

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

   This is the rule of Maldraxxus.

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

   There is a 'lich group' composed of Dean Lanyue and Old Merry in the Secret Chamber of Rites. I have absolute confidence in them.

   Let Kel'Thuzad go to the Withering Chamber of Secrets! He's been working on plagues in private at the academy, which is taboo, but maybe we can use it now.

  The last is the House of Sharp Eyes. I think it would be a very good idea to bring Garona Haverson and Lady Vashj. "

   "Uh, about that, actually"

  Fina suddenly looked strange when she heard this, she thought about it, and said to her brother:

   "There is no need to make arrangements at the Sharp Eyes Secret Academy, 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 planted in the Sharp Eye Chamber in a while. "

   "Huh? Are you trying to laugh at me?"

  Blake showed an exaggerated expression, and said with a belly:

   "Two warriors, but also joined forces to reversely plant spies into the assassin's ancestors and the great thief's den in the shadow kingdom? What gave you two the courage to carry out this plan?

  Hey, this kind of thing doesn't really fit your style, so don't do it in the future. "

   "Just laugh!"

   Fenna, who was laughed at, snorted, jumped down from the window, and jumped to Blake's side in one step. She grabbed down with her nimble fingers and hit Huanglong with a smile of victory, saying:

   "You'll know right away where our confidence comes from, I'm waiting for you to apologize to me. Hey, I'm going to change my clothes, Laohou should be coming soon.

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

"Uh."

  Blake curled his lips and said to Finna with wink:

   "Can you set aside ten minutes for me before the meeting?"

"ten minutes?"

   The elf warrior moved his fingers, moved and rubbed back and forth like sharp knives, licked his lips and said sarcastically:

   "Three minutes is about the same, right? Do you want to take a gamble?"

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  Old Roar is a stylish warrior.

  Although he has been an unstyled butcher for most of his life, when he is sober, he does occasionally take on a leader stance.

   Such a bluffing stance can easily translate into true leadership with the backing of his mighty power, especially in the hellish wild land of Maldraxxus.

Even if Lao Hao was carrying an axe from the entrance of the Soul Selection Academy to the throne room, he would kill him with a headshot if he encountered any obstacle, and he would not save face for the sturdy men of the Soul Selection Academy, but the warriors would still be able to kill them with a headshot. Friendship or worship is that simple.

Grom Hellscream conquered the Soul Selection Chamber with one axe, so he is the worthy new Soul Selection Marquis. Even the former Soul Selection Marquis Lord Keksus was convinced by the spirit and strength of Lao Roo, and willingly He was demoted to Baron of Soul Chosen and became Old Roar's right-hand man, to assist this raging soul to accomplish a real career in this land of death.

Although I heard Fenna tell some stories about the Marquis of Kexus, who is known as "the first macho of Maldraxus", there is indeed a little bit of information about this mysterious guy in another memory, but in the creation In the Floating City of the Secret Academy, when he saw this powerful man who had fought with Lao Hou all day and night, and was killed by Lao Hu with an axe at the last moment, the evil **** still exclaimed.

   "God, I actually saw a living Aldachian in this ghost place!"

Black, who accompanied the Queen of Creation to the secret meeting, looked up and down at the tall man beside Lao Hou. With thick waist armor and leg armor, the whole person's dress reveals a wild and powerful.

He was holding a Maldraxxus-style beheading axe in his hand, his eyes under the helmet glowed with the characteristic green fluorescence of the undead, and his skin was abnormally pale, which represented his identity of.

   When he heard Black reveal his biggest secret, Baron Kexus had seen the wind and waves in Maldraxxus, so he couldn't help but look at Black a few more times.

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

  Fina was also interested, her eyes shone with a belligerent light, staring at Baron Kexus, wishing to fight this powerful guy now.

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

   That's normal, he's not a history guy, he hasn't heard of the Aldraqi legend among the stars, and even if he did, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Isn't    just slashing the Titans?

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

   "I'm not the man in the legend."

  Baron Kexus was silent for a few seconds, and a low voice of urn sounded from under the full-coverage helmet, and replied:

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

   We failed after all. "

"Uh."

  Black shrugged, glanced at Kexus, activated the ancient **** BB skill, and whispered to the silent warrior:

"I have seen the Aldrachi warblade left by Tolanar the Dreadnought, my dear friend, I have even seen that weapon up close, but I only discovered it after seeing you with my own eyes. The little bit of unfamiliar breath left on it belongs to you.

  So, I guess, you are the unfortunate brother who died at the hands of his own brother? You single-handedly brought Toranaar to the throne of the Dreadnought.

   You are also a helper demon? "

   "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 stress that my brother won me over with dignity, and I saw his great deeds in the sight of death, and when the blood of the dark titan fell on the stars, my brother was detached beyond life and death.

  I can only feel endless pride for him.

   But that is in the past, Your Excellency, I believe you are not here today to catch up with me, please speak to Lord Grom. "

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

  Black then turned to look at Lao Roo, who was still wearing that orc-style clan battle armor, but had a steel-cast spiked crown on his head to represent his current status as the Marquis of Soul Chosen.

   The beheading axe on his back is a rune weapon made by the bone craftsman of the Soul Selection Academy.

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

   "You didn't get angry because I left you out, the great Marquis of Soul Chosen."

  The pirate stretched his voice and said something to Laohou.

   The latter had a cold face, like a real necromancer, and said blankly, "No, I don't feel offended at all, because this is you in my memory, Blake Shaw.

  If you talk about business as soon as you open your mouth, I will think you are a fake.

   Take a look at this almost instinctive provocation ability and method. It makes me, a dead old guy, want to pull out an axe and chop you. It’s really nostalgic.

you.

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

   Laohou opened his arms and said to Black:

   "I have always won in this holy land 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 come. My only regret is that I didn't find many 'old friends' here. "

"Um?"

  Black frowned.

   He stared at Laohou and said:

   "You found an old friend here? Who is it? What does it have to do with tonight's conversation. Wait! I get it, your spy in the Sharp Eye Chamber!

   Is Draka, wife of Durotan?

Right? "

   This moment was like a flash of lightning across his mind, and some details that were about to blur came into his mind, making the chip pirates feel that they had grasped the core elements of the plan.

   His question also made Lao Hou's indifferent face show a surprised expression. Obviously, Black accurately guessed one of his hole cards.

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

  Grom let out a hoarse laugh, he pointed to the darkness outside the floating city, and whispered to the Queen of Creation and her male companion:

   "Be patient, friends, they will be here soon. The Sharp Eyes Academy will surely become a member of our joint force. I have already seen that glorious future."

"them?"

  The pirate pouted and said:

   "Who else but Draka?"

   "Can't you guess? Lord Prophet."

   Laohou shrugged like a living person and said:

"Who among us orcs can successfully enter the Academy of Sharp Eyes and hold a high position in a short period of time after death? As a race that is not good at birthing assassins, the powerful orcs who are famous for assassination and lurking in history have added That's how many are up?"

"No way?"

  Blake instantly thought of a guy who gave him a lot of headaches. Well, according to Grom, the probability that that guy can make it in Maldraxxus is really high.

   This made Lord Cthulhu glance at Laohou with his teeth in his hands, and complained:

   "You green skins are going to heaven!

  It's not enough to make wind and rain in the material world. After one death, I'm restless. Fortunately, I put Blox in the material world, otherwise this Maldraxus would be very lively. "

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

   Laohou suddenly said with a serious color:

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

   No one knows my flaws better than me

   I need him.

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

   "You may be able to change and learn from him."

  Blake blinked and made a suggestion, Old Roar snorted and said:

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

   "emmmm, what you said makes sense. It seems that experiencing death does help soldiers think."

   Lord Evil God rubbed his chin and looked at the night outside the window.

   After a moment, he said:

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

   "Fight for you?"

  Grom glanced at Black, who did not ask for details, only:

   "Where is the enemy?"

   "Don't worry."

   Pirate Evil God waved his hand and comforted:

   "This is not something that can be done by the soul selection of the secret academy. You must first become a minister of the five secret academies before you are qualified to take over this task from me.

  You know what I mean? "

  Ps:

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

   (end of this chapter)