Time: 10/13/23/Kuromon / Location: South Peak of Yunqi Mountain

A few shallow marks from sweat lay on Nathanos's face, and fatigue was not the cause of this. Ellsberg, who was aiming at him, smiled and watched the decisive battle under the Twin Peaks, where the Bone Doctor Fairy Hadley was engaged with the nun, and although it was dusty and not very visible, both Ellsbew's and the Blightburner's eyesight could pass through this visual obstacle.

Ellsbeth's greed is reflected in his childlike curiosity, he always wants to see more of the enemy's performance, even if he pays the price of countless subordinates, he is not willing to take action himself, until Hadley and the others kill under the obelisk, it makes his heart have a faint wave for the first time. Greed led him to make no big moves, even though he saw victory tilted in favor of the coalition forces.

But the Blighter was keenly aware of his slightest uneasiness: "Ellsbeth, your opponent is me!"

The god of greed finally replied, "What a strange man you are, Lord the Blightcaster. Now that you've been freed from spiritual domination, why don't you go to the Undercity to find your old lover, and it's not wise to waste time on me!"

The Blightburner frowned, yes, he was the undead who should have joined the Forsaken, but it wasn't that simple, he expected to die for her completely, rather than accept her careful care again, the love in his previous life was no longer over, and he had nothing else to do but seek revenge in this life.

Black Gate 5 years, Takui Shuhai.

Nathanos barked like a puppy at Sylvanas, who miraculously heard the word 'hello' in his words.

Sylvanas: "Little poor child, are you begging me to end your suffering?"

She drew her bow and arrow, aiming it at Nassa's forehead. The wild man subconsciously hid behind the tree, poking his head out from time to time and sticking out his tongue to breathe.

"So you don't want to die... Stand up like a man and let me see you clearly!" Nassa was moved by her innate queenly temperament, and although he couldn't understand the other person's words, he cautiously climbed out from behind the tree.

The male creature in front of him was a little scared, he crawled on all fours, but his hind legs were obviously too long, giving people the feeling of always pouting his ass, Sylvanas felt that this was very indecent: "Stand up!" The other party was frightened by her loud voice and curled back.

The unsmiling elven general encounters a type that is even less talkative than himself. She couldn't help him: "All right, little one. Leave to fend for yourself here, I'm in a hurry. She urged the reins, and the horse circled in place and turned away.

Nathanos followed unhurriedly, the speed of the war horse in the woods could not be played, and Nassa often ran and was good at running. Half a mile away, Sylvanas knew that he was behind, and she had inexplicably developed a crush for him, and she generally had an urge to bully those close to her, just like the butler who had scared her in the open twenty minutes ago.

She suddenly grabbed the horse's reins, and Nassa couldn't hold her feet and almost hit the horse's buttocks.

"Why are you following me?

Nassar licked his bruised elbow, in fact, he knew the word, but he still needed to think about it: "Whew... Die... up"

"You don't look like an elf, what's your name?"

"Nathanos ... He uttered the more difficult spelling words without even thinking about it, which alarmed Sylvanas.

The word Nathanos means son of the sun in the Lordaeron dialect, and Sylvanas is fluent in many Chinese and certainly knows what it means.

"You're human?"

He shook his head and struggled to say what he wanted to express: "Mom... Dogs"

The elf girl with amazing insight guessed the meaning: "Your mother gave birth to a dog... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend ... Uh, you're saying you have a mom dog?"

Nassa nodded effortlessly.

"Where is she?"

Nassa: "... Dead"

"Would you like to be my pet?"

Nassar nodded, and at the same time a golden water bottle was handed over, and Naser carefully studied how to pull out the cork, and finally drank the first sip of water in two days.

The blonde woman mounted again, this time at a much slower pace than before. Under her leadership, Nassar finally walked out of the strange circle of wandering in the previous few days, and saw a new scene, this is a huge ancient city, there are two stone statues wearing wooden masks in front of the door, Nassar's eyes are not enough, and everything feels fresh. He jumped up and down, as if he had come to an amusement park. Fortunately, the city was closed and there were no sentinels outside the gates, so Sylvanas scoffed at his actions and gave him a contemptuous look, and Nassar obediently returned to the horse.

The elves had been prepared for this for a long time, and her scouts reported that the orcs had mixed the trolls into the army and had already set off for the outskirts of Silvermoon City, and they might not be able to lift the super magic barrier for the time being, or a year and a half, that was the strongest defensive magic created by the Supreme Magister Bilova and his three apprentices - Romans, Esaas, and Darkan, a total of four people, maybe the front line could make the orc army rout for thousands of miles without a single soldier, which is also an important reason why Sylvanas dared to come alone to sneak attack.

These pesky Zuaman voodoo masters have been infesting the elven realm for millennia, and the Windranger family and countless ancestors have dedicated their lives to fighting the trolls, and she has come to put an end to it, burning down their nests, destroying their altars, and strangling their cubs!

She tied the reins of Chenxing to the stone statue, stepped forward and pushed the door hard, there must have been a very thick latch inside, and she couldn't push it.

"Looks like you're going to climb over the wall and get in, Nathanos, wait for me outside. With that, she jumped over the top of the statue, and then leaped between the two sharpened wooden fences. Compared to the Lord of the Undercity that we are familiar with, Sylvanas's body at this time is also the best in the world, no one has ever seen her pull the bowstring before or after her death, because she is too fast, and she will not notice until the arrow is inserted into her body.

She glanced down, only to see that Nassa was gone. "A beast is a beast!" she complained, but she could only accept the fact that her pet had escaped.

In the blink of an eye, the purple daze was lifted by the strong wind when she landed, she landed quietly on her knees, a pair of hemispheres on her chest were about to burst out, long riding boots accentuated her pink and white strong thighs, her blonde hair was not messy, a ponytail was neatly combed behind her head, her long pointed ears split two strands of drooping hair, the length of the golden eyebrows was long enough to pass between the drooping hair, they were slightly tilted upwards at an angle, the elf's mouth was small and delicate, but slightly mean, a pair of eyes that were not too small and not too small and the long eyelashes were the most fascinating to Nassar.

When she looked up, she met the hairy guy again.

Nassa lay on his stomach next to a dog hole, and he had clearly found his way. Sylvanas reassesses his potential, and while telling her to drill a dog hole is exactly the same thing as telling her to die, it's clever and clever for an ignorant creature to do so.

Sylvanas didn't say much, just gave him an affirmative look, the second lady of the Windranger family was very good at using this kind of unpaid encouragement, and this skill would help her a lot in the future when she came to dominate the world.

The two searched the city one after the other, and Nassa followed her example and took her first lesson as the first human archer - hidden.

There were also some patrols in the city, and for the sake of equality, there were also new orcs mixed in, who were about as tall as trolls, and their intricate muscles were terrifying, at least Nassar had been scared for a long time.

Sylvanas hid in a corner by herself, waiting for the arrival of the two patrolmen, while they were talking and laughing, Sylvanas's bowstring had been put on the troll's neck, she twisted the longbow, the troll was not breathing, before his crumbling body fell, a kick in the orc's face, the orc's skin was thick, he didn't feel anything at all, but the elf's other foot also kicked up, crossed his legs and clamped the orc's head, he kept saying orc language, Sylvanas used all the strength of his legs, but he couldn't twist his neck。

Nassar couldn't see who had the advantage at all, but didn't want her to be hurt in any way, so she picked up a large rock on the ground and smashed it on the orc's head, and under the violent shock, the orc lost its protection against the neck, Sylvanas's whole body writhed, and the orc's head tilted to the side with a 'click'.

She covered their bodies with leaves, and then said to Nassa, "Thank you... Thank you. Even to her father and sister, she would never say these two words, but in front of this little wolf dog, she seemed to want to be more polite.

She will be a hundred years old in less than twenty years, but she is just beginning to fall in love, and she can't look down on countless princes and nobles, but the mischievous Cupid shoots indiscriminately, tying the two together.

They moved together in a twisted manner, and with only four patrols in total, they easily eliminated them. In a private house, the two found a nursery. It was inhabited with troll children, and Sylvanas decided to burn them, along with the female teacher.

Unexpectedly, Nassa stops her. He babbled and explained, and Sylvanas could hear a few of the words, 'child'******* "Who's going to eat these things?" ”

Nassar didn't really understand her, he only knew that when one life went to kill another, it was either about survival, or trying to fill his stomach, and if it wasn't, it was seen as evil in his eyes—all the evil he knew. Nassa gripped Sylvanas's wrist and shook his head vigorously.

Sylvanas made an exception and accepted the vague suggestion and threw the flint into the grass.

This espionage operation didn't make any real sense, and the two ended up just attacking the orc's vault as bandits.

After this incident, she brings the wildlings back to Silvermoon City, where a battle for racial rights is about to begin。。。。。。。。。。。。 (Rabbit pen Kang slugging cow)