The "Guard" slashed at a lightning-fast and awkward angle, aiming straight at Oryx's heart, as if he were about to slice him sideways through his chest.

As a high-level implementation powerhouse, Oryx couldn't keep up with the opponent's speed at all, and when he realized that the opponent was a legendary stalker with exquisite skills, the strangely shaped weapon had already arrived in front of him.

And the left arm he raised to block was not even halfway there, and the [Imitation Solarion] summoned in his hand was only a cloud of golden light that had not yet been revealed......

Seeing that he was about to die on the spot, the bracelet on his left hand, as if sensing the arrival of a threat, suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, which quickly spread along his left arm, forming a shining armor on his body.

The wind is blowing, and the blade has arrived.

[Cloak of Light and Darkness] was like tofu in front of an iron tool, vulnerable to a blow, but it only slightly blocked the blade, and it was easily slashed.

Brush!

Oryx's chest was cut open from right to left with a deep bony wound that made his entire body tingle.

[Cloak of Light and Darkness] bought him half a second, albeit short, but incomparably precious.

After the construction of the holy spear, he let out a loud roar, resisted the pain and attacked, his left hand hit the opponent's right hand holding the weapon, and the right hand stabbed the gun, but the opponent rolled back and deftly dodged.

The distance widened, and both sides looked at each other with shock in their eyes.

Orix was shocked that the power of the weapon in the opponent's hand was so terrifying, and the opponent seemed to be shocked, and the armor that suddenly appeared actually resisted his own mortal blow.

Footsteps rang out.

The movement just now alarmed the Dalaran mages who were performing the security work.

As if he knew that he had no chance of losing a single blow, and that he would have to get into it if he stayed any longer, the assassin just took a deep look at Oryx, then turned his head and smashed the window and jumped out, and before he could land, his figure became blurred, like a ghost, completely blending into the night.

Bang dang......

Oryx's body went limp, and he fell to his knees, looking down at the wound on his chest, his face sinking like water.

The outermost plate armor and the inner layer of leather chain mail were cut open, and they hardly served a defensive role. Due to the severe damage, he has returned to the bracelet, and slowly repaired himself under the nourishment of divine energy.

The wound on the chest was rolled up in flesh, lingering with the maggot-like shadow energy of the tarsal bones, and all the blood gushing out was corrupted into black viscous pus under the action of the shadow energy, and drop by drop fell to the ground, corrupting a large area of the floor.

If it weren't for the transformation effect of [Light and Darkness Clothes] still taking effect, and absorbing the shadow energy from the wound on its own, the injury would probably be even more serious.

Oryx pondered as he suppressed his injuries with divine spells.

The Rizeb Crystal is the core of the Ember Messenger, accounting for eight or nine tenths of the power of this mortal artifact that is far more famous than the prestige. Now it has energized the [Cloak of Light and Darkness] with amazing forging skills, and the combination of the two is not far from being an artifact.

Looking at Azeroth, there are not many weapons that can easily break through the [Cloak of Light and Darkness].

The one-eyed ornaments on the handle, the strange shape of a string of spikes on the gauntlet, and the majestic shadow energy carried by them all point to a well-known "artifact".

Saratas: Blade of the Dark Empire.

There are different theories about the origin of this weapon. But the most widespread and credible one is made from the claws of the fifth ancient god. Legend has it that the first light-dark sensing parasitic communities that descended on Azeroth were not just four, but five.

There is an obvious relationship between the survival of the fittest among all the light-dark induction parasitic communities that have been sent to the corrupted material universe by the Void Maharaja.

The material universe is far away from the Void Realm, and it is difficult to obtain a high-level Void Origin to replenish itself.

For this terrible void creation, there is the most reasonable parasitic threshold for any planet in the material universe. If multiple Elder Gods land on the same planet and their overall strength exceeds the threshold, then at the beginning of the Arrival, a process of devouring each other will begin, during which time it will be as reasonable as possible in order to better corrupt the planet.

The weak are eaten and reduced to the tonic of the strong, helping the strong to better corrupt the world.

And Saratas, who came to Azeroth with his "brothers", was the one who appeared redundant and was eventually eaten by misfortune. But instead of dying out entirely, she poured her essence into her claws, carried by her cronies, and continued to wreak havoc in Azeroth.

In the final analysis, this ancient god still wants to make a comeback and make a comeback. Of course, that was without adversely affecting the Supreme Plans of the Void Lords.

In short, in a way, there is a rivalry between the Elder Gods of Azeroth. Relying on the survival of the fittest, the strongest will naturally be selected to combine with Azeroth, and then be reborn as the most powerful Dark Titan, destroying the entire immensity.

But when an enemy descends, such as a Titan, or a rise of mortals, and the Corruption plans are seriously threatened, they will unite with each other. In the meantime, they will still fight for their own interests in order to gain the ultimate advantage.

Mortals could not imagine how the Elder Gods could strike the perfect balance between public and private, just as they could not guess all the thoughts of this darkest being.

Sixteen thousand years ago, Saratas tricked a troll priest into inserting himself into the body of the sleeping Kiriks, and then awakened the Faceless General of Krasis to summon the remnants of the Dark Empire to sweep away Azeroth, in order to clear the way for his brothers who had just dissolved the Guardian system and were about to emerge.

Hundreds of years ago, during the Battle of the Three Hammers, she bewitched the Witch King of the Black Iron Dwarven Clan, Sorison and his wife, causing Grimbarto to become a ghost, and at the end of the war, she controlled Sorison with negative emotions and made him summon Ragnaros, the king of the Firedemons, as a last resort......

And more than ten years ago, she was transferred to Natalie Serin......

However, no matter how terrible Saratas's conspiracy is, it has also lost all its power, and all the conspiracies over the years have either been resolved by mortal creatures who have grown up under the nourishment of the Titan's star soul, or they have made wedding dresses for others, and even led mortals to comprehend the way of balancing light and shadow......

From the short-sighted eyes of mortals, she did fail more than succeed. Maybe it's for another purpose, because this existence is a layer of bread on top of a mille-feuille, and in any case, you think she's failed, but she's willing to let you think so. It is always difficult for mortals to guess such an idea of existence.

This is the story of Salatas. Of all the so-called "artifacts", the status is higher...... If you use the words of Oryx in the previous life, the forced style is also a relatively high one.

He was sure that the weapon that had been used to assassinate him was Saratas.

And that assassin was a poor legendary stalker who had been bewitched and corrupted by it. He couldn't guess the identity of this person.

No wonder the array of protective spells wasn't aware of this person's infiltration.

He is a legendary stalker, his race is suspected to be human, not a demon, and there is no evil energy in his body that can easily trigger an alarm. Of course, in order to guard against Nasrezm, who is also proficient in shadow spells, the protective spell is also very sensitive to shadow energy, but it is Saratas, no matter how perfect the protection is, it can be fooled.

But what Orrix was puzzled by was ......

Salatas, not in the hands of Benedictas?

Many people mistakenly believe that the Tomb of Tyr contains three artifacts, the Stormka Warbreaker, the Silver Hand Warhammer, and the Saratas Blade of the Dark Empire. But in fact, the third party was taken to the tomb by the followers of the Twilight Hammer after killing Zakaz and going to Stormka during the Legion's re-Legion, the warrior who was blessed by Odin in the "Million Lords" to absorb the shadow energy contained in Zakaz's corpse.

Until then, after the death of Natalie Serin, Salatas had been held by Archbishop Benedictas of the Church of the Light.

"Either Salatas has been stolen, or Benedictas has been corrupted......" Orix muttered to himself, with a terrible headache.

Because in any case, it means......

In this period of history, the forces of the Elder Gods, who should have been dormant and watched the mortals and the Burning Legion "dog eat dog", and reaped the benefits, have begun to meddle in the situation in Azeroth!

That's not a good sign.

Or rather...... This is just Saratas's personal behavior, and it has nothing to do with the forces of the Elder Gods or the forces of the Void?

Oryx had no way of knowing the answer to this question, let alone whether the Assassin's fatal blow was really trying to kill him or whether he was acting as a show. Because for anything that involves the gods of the ancients, there is one theory and two derivative theories that are universal.

The mille-feuille theory.

The cat's paw is always on the theory - the ancient gods are always on it.

The slice of bread that slipped off was coated with jam and the theory that the side was always down – mortals were always below.

All he knew was that Salatas had appeared in order to lead himself on a path of fate full of intrigue that mortals could not resist.

"The Lich King, the Burning Legion, and Saratas, there are quite a few people who have their eyes on me...... I'm such a sweetheart. Oryx continued to heal himself, staggering to the wall and sitting down against it.

Whew......

Hurried footsteps from far and near.

"How are you? Is the injury serious? Jandis Barov, who had only been approved for a coat, hurried in and looked at his injuries with concern.

Oryx tilted his head slightly, but only saw the thin and transparent lace pajama skirt under the outer coat, and the alluring view inside, "It's not fatal, it's just a little troublesome." ”

"Who is the attacker?"

Oryx replied, "A very powerful stalker, holding a strange weapon, suspected to be the blade of the Salatas Dark Empire that you have been searching for without success. ”

"What?"

Mrs. Jandis was taken aback, surprised by the meaning behind the words.

As a high-ranking Dalaran, she knew all too well how terrifying the cursed blade was. The Council of Kenrito kept an eye on Natalie Selin and the Forgotten Shadow Cult she founded, and after her death, attempted to search for Saratas without success.

A strange weapon that had been missing for years, linked to the assassination of Orrix, made it easy to wonder if this terrible weapon had been acquired by the Burning Legion or the Scourge.

As for why Oryx knew about the secrets of the Kenrito Council years ago, she had long been surprised.

Does this guy know less?

Orix saw the worry in Jandis's eyes and shook his head with a wry smile. This was the second assassination in just a few days, and no one was more stressed than these Dalaran mages who had come to protect them.