The current level of espionage of the Darkblade Legion is very high.

At least in Azeroth, there are no forces that can stop the infiltration of the Darkblade Intelligence Agency, but there are always places that agents can't go, such as the sleeping city of Neolosa beneath the depths of the sea.

In fact, Director Mavi had personally attempted to infiltrate the city years earlier, but even the most powerful watcher in Azeroth, with a relic strong enough to withstand the power of the Void, approached Neolosa less than 3 kilometers before retreating on her own.

Because the power of the void in that place is too strong, even if the infiltrators can ensure that their minds will not be disturbed and lured by the power of the void, their bodies cannot withstand the infection of such a strong power of the void, and in the world of Azeroth, the consequences of being infected by the power of the void, just look at those cultists who have been deeply enchanted, under the catalysis of the void, the flesh will begin to mutate, the disgusting tentacles will tear the skin, as well as the elongated nose, ears, disappearing mouth and eyes, etc.

It was a terrible punishment than the worst of punishments.

And for the living body, the soul and the body are integrated, once the body falls into the void, it means that the soul has lost its protection, in the face of the deeper void call of Neolosa, even if the will is strong, it can't withstand the power of corruption, the undead have a great advantage in this regard, but the dead body of the undead, after all, is still composed of flesh and blood, and no matter how high their resistance to the void is, there is also a limit.

Of course, a powerful person like the Great Lord, who is beyond life and death, can naturally rush into Neorosa with a single sword and kill the last evil god Enzos, but he doesn't intend to execute Enzos so easily, and the most important thing is that as long as the method is right, the existence of Enzos may not be a bad thing for this world.

In some extremely "coincidental" situation, Enzos will also be on the side of the world of Azeroth, it will certainly not be voluntary, but it will inevitably choose to do so.

This last of the old gods is a valuable existence in the eyes of the great lords, and what is valuable should be used properly and to the fullest, this is a criterion.

But then again, although it is impossible to send lurkers to the enemy's stronghold of Neolosa, it does not mean that the Darkblade Intelligence Bureau will sit idly by, and through the hands of Miss Salatas, a new faction of elves was born, the Void Elves who call themselves Londore, are the best candidates for the Darkblade Legion to infiltrate the Void forces in the future.

The birth pattern of these Void Elves is very similar to the birth of the Blood Elf Sarein, which is to fill the elves' addiction in their bodies and transform it into another form through the infusion of Void Power, in other words, the Void Elves no longer have a demonic addiction, but instead, the power they use will be transformed into dangerous Void Power, and they will always bear the whispers of the Void Will in their ears.

This is very similar to the demon hunters on the night elves' side, they must always be vigilant against the mental threat that increases when their strength increases, the demon hunters will become terrifying demons when they are attacked by the demons, and the void elves will become ten times more dangerous opponents than the servants of the ancient gods once they surrender to the will of the void.

But there are always two sides to everything.

The Void Elves use the power of the Void, which means that they are extremely resistant to the Void's corrosion...

How high is it?

Even if they face the fallen majesty of the ancient gods, they will not be frightened crazy in an instant like other beings who see the indescribable, in other words, these users of the void can even talk and laugh in front of the ancient gods, and those tempting and depraved void powers are completely unable to catalyze and transform them, unless they come into contact with the carrier of the pure void, such as the flesh and blood of the ancient gods, some terrifying evil things, and so on.

Another advantage is that the Void Elves are essentially half-flesh and half-void creatures, once they are familiar with the power of the void in their bodies, these spellcasters can easily open the door to the void, that is, the mysterious Shadow Realm, which is the base camp of the Void forces, and it is said that there is an unclear relationship with the Death Realm, but Tyrion has unified the Death Realm until now, and has not found the appearance of the Void Force in the Death Realm.

In short, after the Void Elves become a member of Azeroth, the activities of this deadly world to explore the Shadow Realm will inevitably start in the future, but that is a matter of the future, and for the current era, how to deal with the threat of the Dark Pantheon, and how to get rid of Enzos, who intends to do things, is the most important issue in front of this world, or the Great Lord.

Fortunately, after Queen Azhara revealed some secrets to the High Lord, the High Lord's long-prepared operation was finally ready to begin.

And the Great Lord had planted a secret for this a few months ago, a pioneer he had sent, and a guy who was hated by many people and even longed for him to die immediately.

That's right.

Flynn. Favind.

A guy who is already on the path of death, or rather, a guy who is about to throw himself into it, and walk on the path of the void.

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Flynn leaned against the side of the boat, he looked at his hands, which had become extremely pale from blood loss, overgrown with folds, which seemed to be degrading in the direction of the claws under the influence of some force, and there were even a few corpse spots on his skin under the sea breeze, which looked unusually strange.

Yes, he died.

He died months earlier, on the night Tyria was sent to the world of Draenor.

Tyria's biological father, Boval, was holding a sharp bone knife, piercing his body from behind, and collapsed in a pool of blood in severe pain, feeling the cold and maniacal death covering his body little by little, until he was sent into the ritual of death call, and was finally resurrected, as an undead sailor, he became a member of the Dead Sea Fleet's lower transport ship "Deep Sea Spear".

He finally realized what it was like to be an undead.

There are not many feelings, there are no emotional fluctuations, it is like a part of the soul has been cut off, it does not feel joy, it does not feel sadness, and there is a complete mind, but it has lost interest in the world of the living, no, to be precise, in everything except for its own work.

These are the undead, who live by love or hatred.

Even if Flynn still remembered everything that had happened in his past life, those memories seemed to be placed in his mind in different categories, and he could see them as long as he wanted to, even more clearly than when he was alive, but he could not produce mental fluctuations in the images in those memories.

But Flynn always felt like something was missing from his memory...

But every night, he sat in the dark, combing through his memories from beginning to end, only to find that his memories were so smooth that there was no trace of "cutting" at all.

He learned from the Duke of Berval that he was manipulated by the ancient god Enzos to "meet" his childhood sweetheart Teria, and get along with and fall in love with the girl with black hair as beautiful as a raven's eyes, but behind all this is the conspiracy of Enzos, and the cunning ancient god uses him as a "pry board" to pry the relationship between Tylia and Tyrion, so as to achieve the purpose of harming the Great Lord.

And he succeeded in the end, Delia challenged her father in anger, and as a result, she broke the heart of the Great Lord, but it was obviously a little short of the ending that Enzos wanted, which made the Great Lord's will collapse, so the useless abandoned son Flynn was ruthlessly abandoned.

What happened to Flynn is pitiful, but he is not innocent, he is part of this conspiracy, and therefore he must pay for it.

So he died.

This is the whole process of Flynn's death, every time he combs through his memories, he will see the scene of Tyria holding a sword to challenge her father, although he still has a grudge against Tyrion in his heart, but watching his beloved go through this betrayal scene makes the undead Flynn himself feel that he deserves it.

"Private of the Private!"

A shout came from behind Flynn, and the undead sailor subconsciously straightened up, turned around, and looked at his boss, the boatswain of the Sea Spear, an orc death knight who was missing an eye.

"Go to the cabin! Guarantee the safety of your cargo! ”

"Yes!"

Flynn replied loudly, and stepped into the cabin of the transport, carrying his waist knife, which had been his daily task for the past few months, and he had already mastered it.

Although the Sea Spear is only a transport ship, it is a transport ship belonging to the invincible Dead Sea Fleet after all, so its hull is larger and stronger than the warship of the living, and the three decks inside will be full every time it transports goods, of course, the undead do not need food, so this transport ship is generally loaded with mechanical materials, and occasionally some magic materials, or some blood wine that has just left the factory, undead cigars, etc.

Flynn followed the route of his daily patrols, patrolling in the cargo hold on the third deck with a sailor's lamp, as an undead, when he was resurrected, Flynn had a will to obey and execute, he looked at each container very carefully, that posture was no different from other Darkblade soldiers, and when he walked to the lowest cabin, Flynn found that the door of a container was opened by the vibration of the voyage, and some of the wooden boxes of cargo in it were scattered all over the ground.

Although the ships of the Dead Sea Fleet, including transports, can dive underwater, they are not usually allowed to dive unless necessary, because they are loaded with materials that cannot be soaked in water, and as a countermeasure to the danger they may encounter, each transport ship formation will have a small warship underwater to escort them when they are on duty.

Flynn put the sailor's lamp aside and bent down to pick up the scattered wooden boxes and put them back into the containers, which was not a difficult task, until the moment his hand touched the last long wooden box on the ground, a sharp voice suddenly appeared in his plain and watery mind.

"That's it! The key to open the gates of hell..."

"You! Undead! Hold it tight! Bring it to me! ”

This voice appeared so suddenly, that the undead Flynn suddenly straightened up, drew the waist knife at his waist, and shouted in a dry voice towards the darkness behind him:

"Who! Who's there! ”

"You have my strength in you... Wait, I remember your name was Flynn? Oh... Interesting, but it can be a clumsy trap! ”

"So, let me see first, your memory, your soul!"

The voice sounded in Flynn's mind again, and then, the cold memories in his brain began to flow wildly as if they were not under his control, his encounter with Tyria, he witnessed the battle between Tyria and Tyrion, he was killed by the grim-faced Berval, he was resurrected as an undead, all these memories rolled wildly in Flynn's indifferent eyes.

And the dark power was working in his mind, as if even his soul was being pulled out of this undead body, and it made the undead sailor feel pain.

He held his head and screamed, as if there was a monster in his mind about to rush out, but the violent fluctuations in the soul of the sailor Flynn were quickly sensed by the captain of the battleship, a high-ranking death knight, and with the ringing of the piercing alarm bell, the entire transport ship immediately entered a state of imminent battle, accompanied by the footsteps of the sailors who walked down the stairs, the voice in Flynn's mind also sounded at this moment:

"What a pathetic! Pathetic flesh and blood who can't master their fate! Come to me with the deep-sea trident born in the current! ”

"You! Enzos! It's you! ”

The undead Flynn gritted his teeth and kicked the wooden box at his feet away, holding his head and screaming:

"I've heard your voice, in my sleep, you bastard! You're the one who made me like this! It's all your fault! You also hurt Delia! Go to hell! Go to hell! ”

"Oh, look at you, a loser making a big fuss!"

Enzos said in Flynn's mind in a darkly mocking voice:

"You should thank me, Joker, if it weren't for me, you wouldn't have wanted to meet that female in your life... I'm helping you, poor worm! Bring that trident to me, and I'll give you fresh life again... If you serve me well enough, I will give you new blessings! In that new age brought about by the void, I may give you the love of your dreams... Although, that's pointless! ”

"There's not much time left for you to choose!"

As Enzos's words fell, a shadow door shining with the light of the void seemed to tear open the space and appeared in front of the undead Flynn, and at the moment when Enzos's will completely withdrew from the undead's mind, at the moment when the undead Flynn was freed, a closed "switch" in his brain suddenly opened!

Several images suddenly jumped into his dead man's mind.

His conversation with Agent Salein.

The scroll that Lord Shadow gave him.

And before he voluntarily "sent to death", he opened the scroll to see, and there was only a simple sentence on the scroll:

"Improvise, wait for orders!"

"I see..."

Flynn's eyes narrowed at this moment, and although there were only a few images that popped out of his mind, mixed with a chaotic memory, it was like throwing a needle into the ocean, but for Flynn, it was enough.

There was something wrong with his memory, and it seemed that he was trying to fool Enzos, and so far, this is going well...

"Bang"

A shotgun rang out at the entrance to the cabin, and Flynn no longer hesitated, rolling on the ground, picking up the trident at his feet, and in the hail of bullets behind him, he turned around and rushed into the shaky shadow door.

And the shadow son of the big lord also entered his own destiny at this moment.

What will be his fate?