The orcs pushed to the Boundary River in the Elwyn Forest, and in the occupied zone, they created an area where there was little human activity except for the Kingdom's spies. And on the narrow road at the junction of Red Ridge Mountain and Elwyn Forest, the orc army set up stone cards and camped to block the only passage.

Shane and Sylvanas walked through the fields and across the wasteland, and were about to go deep into the Fallen Zone, only to be stopped in the Red Ridge Valley. He could teleport around the block with Sylvanas, but with the guidance of the Divine, he finally knew what he was coming to Red Ridge Mountain for.

A very pure darkness and a very violent darkness existed at the same time, and one of the darknesss, its distorted reality, swirled the space thirty meters above the camp: purple swirls, like the maws of the abyss, devouring everything in the nearby reality. It looked like another world, cutting into Azeroth, encroaching on that tiny area.

"Sylvanas, let's go to the mountains and see."

"Good"

As soon as Shane finished speaking, he was led by a female elf in his hand, jumping from one hill to another, and after dozens of steps, they leaped up a mountain. There might be orc scouts spotting them, but neither of them cares.

"Is that what you've been pressing for?" The female elf looked playfully at the distorted reality, and it was the first time she had seen such a large-scale distortion, "The world has become fast, and I can't keep up with the pace a little, but it is precisely because of this that the world is interesting." Shane, what are you going to do, say it, I'll do my best to help you"

"Learn about them, record them, and give the council a lesson to the old gangsters."

"Are you sure?"

OK

"Then you may have to use another method to get their hands dirty," the elf laughed.

"Well, I think you're right," Shane smiled as well.

The fulcrum of history is at hand, and the hero of an orc is at hand. Shane's Eight Rings, presumably Antonidas' Nine Rings, where the orc camp created such a massive reality alteration. Must be a legendary spellcaster.

Could it be Gul'dan? Shane wasn't so sure, squeezing Sylvanas' hand, "Maybe it needs to go head-to-head, maybe it doesn't, but it's never my style to have a headless fight." Gathering some information is one thing, and the other purpose is that thing. ”

Shane flipped his palm. An ogre magician holding a Shadow Orb in his hand appeared, and the pure darkness emanated from the orb.

"Infiltration? Robust? The question of whether to be a thief or a robber "The female elf did not feel any nervousness, and she did not ask why? What's the use? A man who trusts himself wholeheartedly.

Shane clenched the hand holding the female elf: "Anyway, let's figure out the strength of the camp first, and make a plan before acting." ”

Within two days of going out, Shane was back in Lakeside Town. He, a fake royal mage, met a real royal mage, a female mage named Elsalyn of the High Elves. It's normal for Stormwind to think of the Red Ridge Valley.

Priest and mayor. I don't know what to say, stand awkwardly to the side, not to speak, not to speak. However, it was the female mage Elsalyn who saw Shane first, and her eyes lit up, and then she saw Sylvanas, and her eyes shone brightly.

Although Shane is dressed ordinarily, he has that detached demeanor. Fresh air from the inside out, and a refined and moist spirit. Clothing can't be stopped. Sylvanas was dressed in a blinding magical aura, the corners of her cloak were embroidered with the insignia of the Windranger, and she exuded a heroic temperament that made people unable to take their eyes off it, directly telling those who understood that she was a Windranger, a high-ranking nobleman of Quel'Thalas.

See two. The Elsalien mage thought that the Kingdom of Quel'Salas had come to the aid of the Stormwind Dynasty.

Shane and Sylvanas both shook their heads.

"If you really support the Stormwind Kingdom," Sylvanas was in charge of negotiating at this time, "We should be in Stormwind, as King Lane's guests, not here, in such a remote place." ”

Elsalyn is a sensible elf, "I see. I'm here to deliver the Kingdom's message of refuge, and the mission has been completed. Mr. Mayor and Your Excellency the Pastor"

The two of them owe a lot of money.

"The two of them are great people, don't slack off." The female mage guessed Shane's identity and became more and more respectful: "Lady Windranger, and Your Excellency Dawnblade, Gul'dan is in the mountain pass. ”

Shane knows who Gul'dan is, the leader of the Orc Shadow Council, the first warlock on the Orc home planet Draenor, an accomplice in opening the Dark Door, and a very powerful spellcaster.

But Sylvanas didn't know, and she asked with great interest who the female mage Gul'dan was. Is he strong?

"It's the leader of a group of orc spellcasters, more powerful than we know in common sense." The royal mage of Stormwind shook his head and smiled bitterly, "We don't even know how to deal with it, we don't understand its spells, we don't understand its weaknesses, we don't even understand the composition of its powers. ”

"What happened to the Royal Mage Corps in Stormwind?" Shane asked keenly.

Elsalyn had a sad expression: "We have failed, we have been defeated in the secret front of the spellcaster, and you two should be very careful when you encounter it." ”

"Thank you," the elf returned.

Elsalyn rode away on her griffon, but instead of Stormwind, she flew north. The destination could be the dwarven city of Ironforge, or something else.

Shane smiled at the mayor and priest, "You help me, and you help yourself. ”

The two of them resignedly agreed.

In the Red Ridge Valley, a militia was organized in the name of Lakeside Town, on the one hand to explore the passage to the north, and on the other hand, to transfer the civilians to the stone fort fortress on the winter side of Red Ridge Mountain. A detailed map of the town seat was kept, and the mayor of the town took the initiative to send a copy to Shane. The militia's combat power is not of much help in the clash of high-level transcendent forces, so Shane said that the help is to map and ask the humans to leave as soon as possible.

Shane's so-called plan was straightforward, with only one sentence: fight in a prepared place, a prepared time, a prepared configuration, and a specially selected enemy. If you lose a battle, you will really pry history, if you fail, you will retreat from the top, and failure will not be without gain, the attitude of the bronze dragon of the guardian of time, the combat effectiveness of the orcs, and so on will be collected in detail to pave the way for the next move.

But his heart was full of blood, and he always felt that something was going to happen.

Led by the elves, Shane walked through most of the western part of the Red Ridge Valley, sleeping in the open, crossing ten streams back and forth, and carving three trails through the forest. In the morning, Sylvanas opened her eyes and shook off the dew from her cloak, and two servings of hot food had already been placed at the door of the tent; At night, Sylvanas fetches firewood, and Shane lights the fire, and in the campfire, the elves cook dinner, and Shane practices spells. Snuggle up to each other late at night and rest.

It took ten days for Shane to find a place with a lot of traffic on the Leyline Demon Network. When you step on it, the center of your foot seems to be able to communicate with the energy below. The eerie woods are full of spiders and gnolls.

"Here, I can design, create, as many circles as I want, as my home field, to face the enemy." Sean pinched a handful of dirt and rubbed it twice, then threw it back, "But even then, it could be a little dangerous. Well, some danger. ”

"So, are you with me? And Winresa, and your men, and so many who support you, and not only will your light shine on them, but your shadow will also share with them. Sylvanas and Shane leaned their shoulders on their shoulders, "Just like we are now, my weight is shared with you, your weight is partly on me, and we snuggle up to each other. ”

"It's so good to have you, it's my luck to have Wen Leisa"

Sean touched his pocket in space, and the arcane hand took out a large handful of gems, crystals, arcane dust, magic essences, and rune stones, and threw them into the air, and the spirit was more gorgeous than the starry sky, spinning and conjuring various magic circles, falling into the dirt. (To be continued......)