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"Woo......"

Thea tensed, and just as she was wondering whether to detonate the dark energy, a lazy hoarse voice rang in her ears.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." The hand covering her mouth loosened.

Felicia.

Xia was so frightened that after her tense nerves suddenly relaxed, she couldn't stand and slid down, and was pulled by Felicia.

"I mean, you're too cowardly. It's not bad at all. Felicia teased.

Thea gave her a disgruntled look. "But it's dangerous here. Felicia, you really scared the hell out of me! If it's an enemy, I'm dead. ”

Felicia clenched her fist to her lips to hide her smile, and she pretended to be innocent, avoiding Thea's accusatory gaze.

"Just kidding, don't be so nervous......"

"Felicia!"

Xia, who was about to explode in tea, Felicia decisively changed the topic. "Where's Mick? Why wasn't she with you? Really, it's too dangerous to leave you alone. Later, even Felicia herself was filled with righteous indignation, and completely put on the appearance that it was all Mick's fault, which made Thea a little weak-hearted.

"It's my own fault, and I'm separated from her."

"Oh......," Felicia replied meaningfully. Xia, who was already empty, bowed her head by her.

"Shall we go find Mick then?"

Felicia listened to the noise coming from outside and decisively refused. "Mick should know this place better than we do, so let's get out of here. Probably. Dean Gardin was almost dying. ”

Although Thea still wanted to struggle, Felicia's strength was much greater than hers. She had to be dragged out by Felicia.

In the treasure room of the Psychic Academy, Mick was weeping and weeping.

"Alex! Alex!! She kept kissing and slapping Alex's face. This time, however, no matter how hard she tried, her husband did not respond to her in the slightest.

Mick's gaze fell on Alex's back, and a dagger stabbed straight into her beloved's body. The fluid that had come out of that terrible wound had dried up and solidified. Mick gritted his teeth and pulled out the dagger stuck in Alex's body.

How could the Forsaken die so simply.

There must be something quirky about this dagger.

Mick scrutinized the dagger, not missing a single clue. The small "" engraved on the back of the dagger caught her attention. However, this should not have much to do with the cause of Alex's death. Mick took the clue to heart, and then relentlessly examined the remnants of the poison on his head.

"......" Mick carefully sniffed the poison, his eyes narrowed slightly, and began to analyze the factors of the poison. Read the full text of the latest chapter

"Mountain rat grass, thorn algae. Wind snake venom, its pulling insect venom,...... And ......" Her eyes widened. His hands trembled, and the dagger in his hand fell to the ground. "This ...... This one is only ......"

"This can't be!!" Mick couldn't help but tear his hair.

And what made her even more desperate at this time was that her body began to change. The short hair that had been ear-length began to grow and grew rapidly. In a short time, it was already meandering to the ground.

"Really? So. Is Alex really dead this time? ”

Tears have dried up. But there was no trace of despair in Mick's eyes, only unchanging determination.

"Just like ever, my dear. I'll make sure you come back to me again. No one can take you away from me unless I die. Death, nor can it. ”

Mick hugged Alex and muttered, just like he had been many years ago.

Nothing to be afraid of.

She had already conquered death once. For this, she has already sold her soul. And this time, she was still the same. For the sake of beloved Alex. She does everything.

Mick's gaze swept over the small "" carved on the dagger, and her gaze was cold.

The battle outside the Psychic Academy is changing.

The Cult of the Damned has been in business for many years again. It will not be easy to be caught. I don't know how Dean Gardin did it. He actually led a death squad to rush out of the secret passage, and then awakened the army of the undead on the periphery, encircling the coalition forces inside.

This can disrupt the rhythm of the coalition forces.

Most of the troops were invested inside the Psychic Academy, and they didn't expect to be outflanked, so the troops left on the periphery were caught off guard and were very embarrassed.

Originally, the Forsaken and the Alliance were wary of each other, so under the conscious confusion of Dean Gardin, both sides were already the other and couldn't wait to attack them. By the time something was wrong with Sarolson, the lieutenant of Nathanos and Bovar, the soldiers on both sides were already in a rage. Even though they returned to their respective positions under the deliberate restraint of the generals of both sides, they also suffered a lot of losses.

What's even more troublesome is that in such a situation, it is no longer possible to expect the two sides to join forces temporarily.

"Garding, it's really a talent." Nathanos still had a faint smile on his face, but even the Forgotten who had lost their eyeballs knew that the adult must be in a bad mood.

"My lord, what do we do now? Want to strike? ”

Nathanos glanced at the deputy who asked the stupid question, wondering if this guy had lost his head in battle, but he still said patiently: "Wait, we don't have enough troops now, and rushing to charge will only cheapen the alliance." Hold on for the troops in the academy to come out. Before that,...... If the alliance can't stand it, let them strike first. ”

And Sarelsen on the other side is the same.

In the face of the complaints of his subordinates, "My lord, we have already fought with the Forsaken, and we have torn our faces. Is it up to us to rise to the fire of the Cursed Sect now? Who knows if those bone racks are colluded or not. ”

He also made the same judgment as Nathanos.

"What we have to do now is hold on and wait for Lord Bowval to return. And then how to do it. Wait for the adults to come back before making a decision. ”

"Foolish fellows who dare to stand up to the Scourge and the Great Lich King. Get ready for sanctions! Perhaps after your death you will be able to atone for some of your sins in life. ”

Dean Gardin's triumphant voice echoed over the well-defined coalition forces.

"Warriors of the Lich King, attack!!"

Take advantage of your illness to kill you!

Gardin managed to win back a city. Where is there a reason not to take advantage of the victory to pursue.

What's more, at the beginning of the establishment of the Psychic Academy, the Cursed Sect had long been prepared, and the citizens of Dalongmir were slaughtered by them early in the morning. Now, the dead who had long since died and abandoned on the outskirts of the psychic academy were once again awakened by Gardin's evil spell, and they stumbled out of the mud in the lake and stumbled but unstoppably attacked the coalition forces.

"Hell! There are too many of them. ”

No one thought of it. The Cult of the Damned has such a sinister hand here.

At that time, Daron Mill was the only big city in the capital of the Alterac Kingdom, and the population base can be imagined.

Even as the Cult of the Damned began to slowly infiltrate, some sober people had the foresight to flee the place. The number of people left is still huge. And because of the deliberate concealment of the Barov family, who were already in power controlled by the cursed sect at that time. No one knew about the killing of so many innocent civilians by the Cursed Sect.

Mistaken! The top brass of the coalition forces thought of it in unison.

"Immediately send the highest level distress signal to Silver Dawn, and at the same time recruit the warriors inside the Psychic Academy. Just go! ”

Just when both the tribe and the alliance began to feel the pressure and were a little anxious, a shout of killing sounded from the periphery.

"Reinforcements? But the troops of Silver Dawn probably won't come so quickly. ”

Although he was a little confused, after making sure that the other party was indeed attacking a member of the Cursed Sect. In the spirit of the mindset that the enemy of the enemy is the friend. The overjoyed Nathanos and Salolsen decisively coordinated the opposing offensive.

Under the attack of three sides, the offensive of the Cursed Sect soon became chaotic, and then collapsed.

"I don't know who the other party is. But, in short, it helped us a lot. Nathanos said with a smile.

"General, it can't be the Scarlet Crusaders...... one of his subordinates raised his concerns, after all, the closest thing to this place was the Fireplace Fort, which had been borrowed by the Scarlet Crusaders. Who knows if all those lunatics have been evacuated.

Hearing this, Nathanos's face also became solemn. He commanded, "Be careful. Try to gather our team as much as possible, and don't get dumpled at the end of the day, which would be ridiculous. ”

But the reinforcements that came seemed to be very powerful. Not for a while. A gap was opened in the forces of the encircled Cursed Sect. Two horsemen rushed towards the Horde and Alliance positions.

"Koltiera......" Sasarian reluctantly side, Koltila. He knew full well that after that second, he would lose Koltila forever. However......

"We need to send two emissaries to represent the Knights of the Black Blade into the Horde and Alliance to throw stones and ask for directions." High Lord Darien said after urgently summoning several of his squad leaders. "Who among you would like to take on this important responsibility?"

"Why?" Someone asked puzzledly, "Wouldn't it be better for you to come forward in person, Great Lord?" ”

Darien sneered.

"I can't come forward. If I do, then we don't have any room for turnaround. And our identity is special, and it is better to leave a way out for ourselves in everything. Darien's words were clear. He's the one in charge of carrying the blame.

Thassarian's eyes lit up. He thought of his dear sister Reetha. "Your Excellency," his voice was a little agitated. "I'm willing to go to the Alliance."

"Your Excellency, why do you want to enlist the support of the Alliance? When it comes to identity, the forgotten are the same as us, right? I'm afraid it will be difficult for the alliance to accept us. Wouldn't it be too futile. Koltila said, speaking in a slow and elegant tone, and everyone was drawn in thought for what he said. As a result, almost no one noticed the faint glance he threw at Thassarian as he spoke.

"What we are looking for is an ally, Koltila. It's not all about delivering everything. Whether it's a tribe or a coalition, we must be vigilant. But I also believe that in the face of the power of the Knights of the Black Blade, even if the Alliance does not like us, it will not still be completely surrendered to the Horde by us. ”

"yes." Thassarian's mind was so full of excitement to go back to the League to see his sister that he didn't notice Koltila's anomaly at all.

"So......" The corners of Koltila's mouth slowly hooked, and she smiled very charmingly. Leave the mission to the Horde, leave it to me! ”

Thassarian froze.

"Are you crazy?" He blurted out. "How can you go to the tribe."

"The Forgotten Queen of the Tribe, Lord Sylvanas, under whom I once served as a deputy. I'm sure no one is better suited for this task than I am. Koltiera said calmly to Darien as if she didn't have the anger in Sarion's eyes.

"Well, it's a good fit. But you'll have to think clearly, Koltila. No, it's not just Koltila, every one of you has to think it through. Once you've chosen the side you want to play for, you must not be on the other side to avoid suspicion. Darien reminded. This is also the reason why his highest leader does not come forward. He tactfully reminded Thassarian and Koltila. "Especially the two of you, as the envoys stationed there, I'm afraid you won't even be able to return to the Black Blade Fortress in the future, so is this okay?"

Thassarian froze. And he heard Koltila beside him answer dryly: "Of course. ”

Then Koltila turned around and left, without even saying hello to him.

Thassarian's mind went blank, he couldn't understand why Koltila was so stubborn, was it because he wanted to see the Dark Queen? Sassarian's heart was in turmoil.

Until now, at the behest of Darien, the Knights of the Black Blade have helped the Forsaken and the Alliance when they need it most, and will begin the first step of contact. Thassarian hadn't had time to say a word to Koltila.

"I'm happy to go back to the Alliance."

"Huh?"

Koltila's voice rang in his ears, and he said in an affirmative tone.

Thassarian was stunned for a moment, and walked towards Koltira, but Ertila couldn't take his eyes off it.

"Obviously you want to see the queen." Thassarian was inexplicably furious, and he replied.

Koltila didn't just smile to herself, either. But Thassarian, who knew him best, knew the irony in his smile.

"Goodbye!"

Kolthira lifted the reins and leaped over the first obstacle erected by the Forsaken. From this moment on, he entered the realm of the Forsaken.

Thassarian's heart sank, so heavy that he lost the feeling of holding the reins of his horse. But his mount continued to follow the route he was supposed to take towards the Alliance's side.

With the same jump, he entered the confines of the Union.

"Who's coming?!"

"The Knights of the Black Blade beg to see you!" (To be continued......)

ps: Thank you for coming to cheer~

But I won't tell you that I broke off because of the Records of Constant Warcraft Observations.

Dandu, you can carry the pot that is good.