Zhang Cheng stood at the door for about a quarter of an hour, and the first person to come out of it was none other than the famous Gianna Proudmoore.

I saw that this most outstanding new generation of female mages in Azeroth had a tired look on her face, and she looked a little painful and a little remorseful.

Clearly, Varian Wrynn's disappearance was a blow to her, especially since the fragile peace agreement between the Alliance and the Horde was now gone.

Whoever is behind it, the higher-ups of Stormwind will put this matter on the head of the Great Chief Thrall first.

For Gianna, who regards promoting the peaceful coexistence of the two camps in Azeroth as her life's work, it is tantamount to pouring a basin of ice water on the summer heat.

Her mind is very confused at the moment, and she even keeps reflecting on whether she has done something wrong, is her father, Admiral Dalin, doing the right thing?

Alliances and Hordes are destined to destroy one and the other before they give up?

Zhang Cheng, who sensed the entanglement in the other party's heart, didn't say anything, but just bowed out of respect for Gianna's magical attainments.

Shortly after Gianna left, Matthias Shore walked out of the conference room.

But instead of being as preoccupied as the former, he stopped and looked up and down at the young mage standing at the door, and after a full minute, he suddenly smiled and said, "I like you!"

"Huh?!" Zhang Cheng paused obviously, and then hurriedly took two steps back to keep a safe distance.

Although he didn't think that this legendary assassin would be a "" with bad ideas, in any case, as a man with normal physiological orientation, it was inevitable that he would feel a little uncomfortable and uncomfortable when he heard another man say that he liked him.

"Hehe, you seem a little nervous?Relax, I've heard that you've contributed to solving the magical plague, so I can't help but want to ask, what are your thoughts on the special cargo delivered by the Booty Bay Goblin?" asked Madias Shore with a smirk.

Looking at the other party's frightening eyes, Zhang Cheng suddenly understood the intention of this "big guy" to approach him, and quietly took out a small bottle of liquid emitting a strange green light from his pocket, and replied in a low voice: "As far as I know, there are usually only two ways to transport so many dangerous items to the Undercity, one is the sea route, but due to the relationship between pirates and fish-people, it is not safe to walk. As for the second, it is, of course, across the Alterac Valley. My suggestion is to create an accident and completely discredit the Forsaken. ”

"Accident?" said Matthias Shore, with a slightly curled expression of interest as he stared at the vial of the unknown liquid that he felt dangerous.

"Yes! Accident!" Zhang Cheng nodded without thinking. "I believe you should know that the Frostwolf Clan lives in the Auckland Valley, and this clan has always had a very special status among the orcs, even the Great Chief Sarna was born from the Frostwolf. Imagine if the plague infection studied by the Forsaken Royal Apothecary Guild caused heavy casualties to the Frostwolf Clan, how would the orcs who dominated the tribe react?"

"Interesting, very interesting. Madias Shore took the bottle with a smile of joy on her face.

No matter how stupid he is at the moment, he understands the sinister intentions behind this plan.

First of all, once the magic plague spreads among the Frostwolf Clan, it will inevitably weaken the Horde's strength in the Eastern Continent.

Secondly, according to the character of the orcs, after suffering such a big loss, it is naturally impossible not to track down who the murderer is, once they find out that the culprit who caused all this disaster is the Forsaken, then a fierce conflict is bound to break out between the two sides, and it is not impossible for the covenant to be broken, and the Forsaken will be directly expelled from the tribe.

Finally, and most importantly, the Forsaken joining the Horde is the result of High Chief Salli's disapproval, and if the Forsaken does anything to the detriment of the Horde's interests, then his personal prestige will be hit, and many orc clans who don't like him in the first place will start to make small moves in private.

Any plan to keep the tribe in turmoil is a good plan for an alliance that is struggling with each other, especially this time with only a few elite teams of assassins, and even if it fails, it won't cost much.

"Please note that the bottles contain something more dangerous than the Scourge Plague, and I'm not even sure what unpredictable changes they will make if they come into contact with the goblin's cargoblin. Zhang Cheng cautiously issued a warning.

Because the vial of plague he took out was no longer the primary version researched by the Forsaken, but the version obtained after a series of killing mutations in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, and the infection rate was dozens or even hundreds of times that of the plague spread when Kel'thugad was still a human, and it didn't take a few days at all, about half an hour or so to transform all the residents of a city into undead.

Madias Shore shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, "Great! As a thank you for your contribution to the Alliance, I'll have someone give you a small gift later, I'm sure you'll like it. ”

"Thank you very much, if nothing else, I'm going in to see Your Excellency the Archmage. With that, Zhang Cheng turned around and was about to push the door.

But before he could put it into action, Madias Shore stretched out his arm to stop him, and at the same time probed in a polar voice: "Have you heard of an organization called the Syndicate?"

"What?!" Zhang Cheng suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, pretending not to know anything.

"Ah, it's nothing, just ask. Madias Shore seemed to get the answer he wanted, turned around and disappeared into the corner of the staircase.

Looking at the other party's erratic back, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but take a deep breath, clean up the messy thoughts in his mind, and then came directly to the room, touched his chest with one hand and saluted the archmage.

"Your Excellency, I have encountered some problems, and I hope to get your advice. ”

Ansrem Ruinvivol stood in front of the window, condescendingly looking down at Dalaran in reconstruction, and asked without looking back: "Tell me and listen, what kind of problem can stump you?"

"Look, this is a meteorite that I found in a mysterious place not long ago, and it seems to contain some kind of extremely powerful magical energy. As he spoke, Zhang Cheng took out a fragment of a meteorite the size of his finger's belly.

Since the world of Azeroth is rich in arcane energy, he is not worried about attracting the prying eyes of the archmage, but hopes to get some advice or inspiration from the other party.

Knowing that it would be a waste to use this thing as a bomb or as an energy supplement, he thinks there must be a better way to use it......

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