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The Ranger General rode a demon dog provided by Illidare, galloping across the land of Crocoun, of course, she did not forget to do camouflage, a special camouflage suit developed by the Hot Sand Consortium, which is said to have a special optical camouflage effect, after wearing it, as long as it is not very close, in the eyes of other demons, it is a demon guard with no characteristics.

Well, it's worth mentioning that they are also said to have developed a multi-person camouflage suit, which requires three people to wear at the same time, and can be disguised as a "100% real Abyss Lord, even Kil'Gardan can't see through it"... However, this thing was eventually eliminated.

Sylvanas followed the special sign placed by the Watchgirls outside of Base 3, and barely detoured, and rushed straight into the Watchmen's temporary station, which was an area shrouded in the Watcher's mysticism, as if it were optically invisible, "digging" that area out of the demon's eyes.

Without waiting for the demon dog to stop, Sylvanas, dressed in a black hunting suit and carrying the Windranger warbow, jumped off the demon dog, threw the reins of the demon dog to Nasha, and strode towards Mavi, who was sitting by the campfire, and Hatton, who was sitting on the other side.

"Mavi, I'm here, where are the people?"

Sylvanas asked as usual, but her clenched fists still represented her apprehension, and Mavi, who was frowning and eating, pointed to the meditative Hatton, and continued to deal with the "canned fruit" made by the elves of Quel'Thalas.

These things are made of special disposable storage crystals that can keep them fresh for a long time, but in order to achieve this effect, they put a lot of sugar, which makes the Night Elves who worship natural life miserable, although each of the watcher girls has a lot of fresh fruit stored in their storage rings, but considering that they may have to stay here for half a year, it is better to adapt to this poor material conditions from the beginning.

Look at the land around it, this place is so barren that even demons can't stay there, and the only meat that can be eaten here is the wild demon hounds, but no one is going to eat something that looks disgusting until it's really pushed to the limit.

Hatton, who had just enjoyed his lunch, praised the "good-feeling" food, and the Watchmen gave their share to the chief, preferring the soft and glutinous military food like bean paste to the terrible, excessively sweet and strange taste.

"Hello..."

Sylvanas had just started and realized that he didn't know the name of the Breaker in front of him, so the moment Hatton opened his eyes and looked at her, General Ranger decided to get straight to the point.

"I'm Sylvanas Windranger... I heard you've met my sister, Aurelia Windranger?"

Hatton didn't answer immediately, but scrutinized Sylvanas's face, not because it was amazing, but because it was familiar... Yes, even if Sylvanas didn't say anything about his relationship with Aurelia, Hatton could understand that.

The genes of the Windranger family are very strong, and during Marton's time, Dick said more than once that Sylvanas and Winresa are almost 80% similar in their faces except for the different hair colors, and Aurelia, as the eldest sister, naturally inherited this characteristic.

Hatton pondered for a moment, then nodded, then stood up and made a "please" gesture to Mavi and Sylvanas, who had put down the lunch box,

"Then come with me, ladies and gentlemen... Go to the camp of the Krokun tribe, where we have the means to contact Lady Aurelia and Archbishop Tulayan. ”

"Archbishop?"

Sylvanas and Mavi looked at each other, both frowning, Turayan was a complete paladin before he disappeared, could it be that he has become a priest now?

However, despite the doubts in their hearts, the crowd quickly summoned their mounts, and Sylvanas rolled over and mounted the hideous demon dog, flicking the reins, and the terrifying-looking savage creature that was in fact unusually loyal to its master stepped away from the hairless, but thick, scaly limbs, and quickly followed behind Hatton, who was riding on a dark taboo sheep and making its way down the winding and twisting mountain road.

This camp will not be abandoned, it is very close to Base 3 and very secluded, making it a great place to observe.

The Crocoon tribe that Hatton spoke of is located directly below the Crocoon Wilderness, and can only be accessed through an extremely hidden entrance hidden in these broken mountains, and if it is a watchman's search, it may take a month to find this entrance in the overlapping mountains and full of dark chasms.

This is the reason why Hatton and his tribe were able to survive the pursuit of demons for 25,000 years, not because Hatton and his people can fight, nor how much that mysterious force has helped them, but more because of the terrain here, this mountain range, unless it is bombarded from the stars by the demons with strategic starships, it can block the attack of tens of thousands of demons.

Mavi rode on her black nightblade leopard, observing the terrain of the shattered mountain range, and finally turned to the distraught Sylvanas,

"Hatton said that the world of Argus responded and sheltered them, which now seems to be true..."

The watchman's finger pointed to a 270-degree twisted crater not far from everyone, and in the shadows, a deeper spatial rift loomed,

"This kind of environment doesn't look like it was formed naturally... I suspect that the world of Argus also has characters such as the Guardian of the Earth of Azeroth, or that he created this hideout and guided Hatton to his arrival when Argus was dying. ”

Sylvanas nodded, but she didn't answer, and Lady Warden placed her left hand with the sonorous steel hand armor on her shoulder and whispered,

"Your heart... It's messed up. ”

Sylvanas woke up suddenly, she looked at Mavi, they didn't have a deep friendship with each other, they had only cooperated a few times in the pursuit of Draenor, but at this time, from under the strange owl mask, she saw a soft and friendly gaze.

Feeling the kindness of others, the loneliness and chill, apprehension and anxiety in our hearts will be dispelled somewhat, so Sylvanas let out a sigh of relief,

"Thank you... I shouldn't have been, but, you know? Mavi, Winlessa and I always thought she was dead, and I swore to avenge her, but now, she's alive, but I can't be happy... I should be happy, but..."

"I understand!"

Mavi's hand clapped on the Ranger General's shoulder a few times, and her voice was as cold as ever,

"You are resentful of your sister, why do you want to stay here instead of trying your best to return to your side, you are even more resentful, she abandoned you and your sister for the sake of a man... Frankly, I don't think Aurelia is doing this way appropriately, but... You can't make a choice for your sister, can you?"

Mavi's last words reached Sylvanas' ears,

"How worried you were about her, how painful you were when the news of her death came... She has been forced to leave you, to leave the world she knew, to live alone in this far away place, and she will suffer no less than you, Sylvanas, do not resent your loved ones... Never hurt them. ”

As she spoke, Mavi's fingers touched the rough pendant on her wrist, and there was a faint smile on her face under the mask, and the Ranger General also nodded, although he was still depressed, but there was already a trace of anticipation in those eyes.

"We're here!"

The injured Hatton jumped off his tarb sheep with some inflexibility, he glanced at the distinguished guests behind him, and then from the stick in his hand, on an inconspicuous stone wall, he struck 7 times very regularly, waited for 1 minute, and then struck 3 times, and then, a swarthy cave appeared on the mountain rock on the left hand side of everyone, and Hatton was the first to enter it.

"The Crocoon Tribe... I'm back!"

His voice rang out in the cavern, far and wide, and as the first guard jumped out of the shadows, Hatton issued a second order,

"We've got a traitor... Seal the three exits, then let the interrogators start the investigation, by the way, let Sagur prepare the contacts of the Holy Light Legion, we have a distinguished guest!"

As Hatton's voice fell, the Guardian in the shadows moved quickly, and it could be seen that Hatton's reputation in this underground tribe was terrifying, and he led the Warden and the Ranger General all the way down, and the guests saw a lot of large caves on both sides, in which many Brokenmen like Hatton lived.

It can be seen that they are poor, but these underground dwellers are in a very good state of mind, and along the way, there are people who kneel at the feet of Hatton, kissing the ground he walks, just like those... Zealots alike.

"They treated him like a god, or a savior. ”

Nasha whispered in Mavi's ear, "It's like those Draenei treat Vi... The attitude toward the prophets is similar, if not more sincere. ”

"It's nature..."

Mavi replied, "The prophet has been in exile with the Draenei for 25,000 years, and Hatton has rebelled with his people for 25,000 years, and the prophet is no greater than Hatton, and to tell the truth, I think the chief in front of me is more respectable than the two, who guards hope in despair, builds a society from scratch, preserves a civilization, and he is worthy of the word "savior." ”

Hatton may or may not have heard Mavi speak very highly of him, but in short, he descended into the earth at a constant speed, and Sylvanas even had the feeling that he would eventually reach the core, but in fact it didn't, and after 10 minutes, their trek came to an end, and they came to a slightly dim, but dry, pleasantly warm hall.

The hall was empty except for a special device, which looked like some kind of engineering artifact, which was a special communication instrument that shone with the Holy Light, and it is said that the Crowkun tribe used this contact device to communicate with the Holy Light Legion hidden in a special location.

Hatton gasped, he was old after all, and his body was not as strong as the Prophet Viren, who was favored by the Light, he stood in front of the device, glanced at Mavi and Sylvanas, and then took a small crystal that shone with a rainbow of light from his bosom and threw it into the device.

He took a step back, and the light of the instrument suddenly changed, it was a portal composed entirely of holy light, Sylvanas nervously grasped the hilt of the knife at her waist, her eyes under the black hood, staring closely at the light curtain, and the next moment, a figure walked out of it.

When the light dissipated, the whole picture of the person fell into the eyes of the bystanders, it was a middle-aged man with gray hair, and his face was interlaced with several scars, but it looked like it should have been injured a long time ago, so it didn't look particularly terrifying, on the contrary, it also brought a special temperament to the middle-aged man, a temperament that was not angry and arrogant.

Those eyes are also very impressive, as if they contain endless light, although they are inconspicuous at first, if you just look directly, it seems to go straight to people's hearts.

But there is an invisible tiredness on this face, as if he is carrying the heaviest burden on his shoulders, he can't give up, and he has to go on no matter how difficult it is.

He was wearing a heavy armor, a golden shell, inlaid with a band of light that was not gold or jade, and on the gauntlets, hand armor and leg armor, there were symbols like holy texts, and he was carrying a special long sword behind his back, which was a two-handed heavy sword, but it was a broken sword that broke from the blade, but outside of the broken long sword, the holy light solidified together formed an entity, and the sword was assembled from the fracture, making it a veritable lightsaber.

"Hatton... Calling to have us... Wait, you're... Sylvanas, the Light is above, how can this !!"

"Where's my sister!!