Faraniel led Lexa and his party directly to the deepest hall of the Royal Quarter of the Undercity, where the Venerable Queen of the Forsaken was located.

"Queen Sylvanas, I have brought a letter from the Great Chief, and we are here to ask for your help."

Lexa spoke bluntly, neither he nor Sylvanas liked to beat around the bush, so it felt solid to say it directly.

Queen Sylvanas took Sal's handwritten letter, read it carefully, and then handed it to Faraniel.

"Unidentified shadow energy fluctuations in the Razor Swamp? What kind of little scroll made you come all the way to the Undercity? ”

The Queen of the Forsaken seemed to be a little concerned about Razorbog, and she asked Sakin about the scroll they were trying to decipher.

"Queen Sylvanas, it's this little scroll, and I think there's a great candidate in the Undercity for interpretation."

Sakin held the small scroll in both hands and showed it to the Queen, who glanced at Faraniel beside him, and the great apothecary stepped forward to take it.

"These symbols seem to be very ancient and don't seem to resemble the language of the continent of Azeroth. What do you think, Valimas? ”

Queen Sylvanas asked the shadows beside her, and the demon, which still looked huge, stepped out of the shadows as the queen summoned.

The leather wings behind him were folded as respectfully as last time, trying not to be as conspicuous as possible.

But after all, he is a Dreaddemon King, and even in the Burning Legion, he is a very high-level Great Demon.

Sakin saw the Dreaddemon King loyal to the Queen for the second time, and he still felt incredible when he looked at the huge demon in front of him.

What is the charm of the Forsaken Queen that would make such an being willing to submit to her?

"My Queen, it's an ancient demonic language, mixed with some Ereda in it."

Sure enough, Varimathas knew the symbols on the scrolls, but the languages he spoke were apparently unknown to Azeroth, right?!

"Demon language? Ereda language? ”

Queen Sylvanas furrowed her crescent-like eyebrows, looking a little worried, she was very sensitive to terms like demons.

"But the spell on this is the handiwork of the undead natural disaster, and it has nothing to do with the demons."

Varimathas carefully studied the small scroll in his hand, and sure enough, he found some clues that were superficially imperceptible.

"Scourge of the Dead! Looks like Alsace's hand is starting to stretch out! ”

Sylvanas couldn't help but feel angry when she heard the clues of her Dreadlord's analysis, and it seemed that the Lich King's sleeping days were coming to an end!

"Queen, do you think the Lich King is about to wake up?"

When the Dreaded Demon King heard his queen say this, he couldn't help but feel a little worried in his heart, if the master of the undead disaster woke up, then he would definitely fight in all directions.

"What the hell is in here?"

Sylvanas asked impatiently, gesturing at the small scroll in Varimathas's hand.

"You know exactly what we can offer.

Your chances of occupying the Barren Lands and other lands are very high, and we only want your help in return.

The help is nothing more than allowing you to grant us the freedom to move around the region. ”

Varimathas threw the scroll upwards, and a stream of green magical energy floated in the air with the scroll, and then the scroll slowly unfolded.

Strings of dark blue characters were mapped out and projected directly into the air in front of the archdemon, and he began to decipher what these characters meant.

"Allow us to go a little further. We have great power and are willing to share it with the smart people who wish to join us.

I'm still out of Razor Heights.

I salute you with the highest respect, Ambassador Maclin. ”

Varimasas finished reading it, withdrew the small scroll in his hand, and restored it to its previous appearance once again.

"Ambassador Maclin? It seems that the undead scourge is really starting to take action! ”

After listening to Varimasas's interpretation, Lexa also felt that the tentacles of the undead Scourge began to stretch around, but the authenticity of this guy who claimed to be an ambassador really needs to be verified.

"Queen Sylvanas, as you understand it, why did the Scourge of the Dead throw an olive branch to the boar people of the Razorbore Swamp?"

Sakin was more worried about the Razor Clan boar people.

Although he ordered the Razor Swamp to be blocked, if the Undead Scourge really wanted to get something from the Boars, he probably wouldn't give up so easily!

"I can't guess, but they must have their own purpose in being so eager to win over those boar people, and we can't let him succeed."

Queen Sylvanas didn't want to speculate, and in her opinion, the easiest way was to get rid of the ambassador.

"I agree with the Queen, this Ambassador Maclin must have his own mission, and it would be best if he could be caught and interrogated, and it would be good if he couldn't be killed on the spot."

Varimatas is worthy of being the Great Demon, and the solution he proposes is not at all muddy, and he means the latter more often.

"Now that we've deciphered the contents of the scroll, let's return to Orgrimmar as soon as possible and report this to the Great Chief to see what he has to say!"

Lexa touched his chin, he wasn't good at diplomacy or anything like that, but he knew that the so-called ambassador was definitely not recognized by the tribe.

"Of course, this matter should be reported to the Great Chief."

Queen Sylvanas didn't disapprove at all, but affirmed to Lexa that she would report to Thrall.

"You're the little troll from before?"

The Queen of the Forsaken suddenly turned to Sakin and asked, she could clearly feel the same aura on the troll's body as it had touched before.

"Yes, Queen, I have a name, my name is Sakin, son of Woking."

Sakin replied respectfully to the Queen's question, and did not forget to mention the fact that he was Woking's adopted son at this time.

"Sakin! Son of Woking! Not bad! ”

Sylvanas spoke a few words briefly, but his attitude was very kind, and he didn't talk to anyone else like a queen.

"It seems that you have been through a lot, and you can grow into such a thing in such a short period of time, which ordinary trolls can't do."

Sakin looked at the queen, he always felt that the other party seemed to see through the reason why he was growing up so fast, but he didn't say it to his face.

"The power of the shadows will guide you, but will you be able to resist the temptations that the power brings you?"

Queen Sylvanas continued to speak to Sakin, but her words were full of things that sounded inexplicable to outsiders, but Sakin felt straight to the heart.

Lately, he has also felt that his strength is rapidly growing, and at some times he has even become obsessed with his growing sensibilities and growing strength.

The queen smiled at Sagin, then motioned for Varimathas to return the scroll to the troll.