Chapter 210: Resentful Souls

I've been waiting for several years, not to mention a team of horned men pushing bosses, and I haven't even seen a dog.

The Seven Kingdoms of the North and Dalaran are so efficient?

Of course, it can't be that simple.

Under normal circumstances, even if it is just a perfunctory situation, Anduin will send a team of people from the Northern Kingdoms and Dalaran, after all, the news that Ainan asked Sloan to bring was Medivan who triggered the orc invasion, and the mutation here in Karazan has something to do with the root of this war. Everyone will have curiosity, and they don't have to go into battle themselves, and the nobles of the Seven Northern Kingdoms will not do anything if they don't care about what happens in the Storm Kingdom.

It's just that they didn't react at all, and they didn't act on their own, and they dragged Anduin to make the exiled forces of the Stormwind Kingdom unable to move.

Isn't such a move worth pondering?

Ainan didn't believe that their drunken brains could see through their own layout, and even if a few could think of something, it would not be possible for all of them to be so smart.

"So, someone got in the way."

Egwen's words didn't sound like much, but Ainan, who was familiar with her, still smelled a smell of blood, which was something called murderous aura that permeated the air.

There is only one force that can have so much influence in the human race, and Ainan doesn't even need to think about it to know who it is.

Not only did he know, but Egwene also knew that otherwise she wouldn't be so murderous.

The Council of Tirispha, an organization that has existed since the dawn of recorded human history in Azeroth, has grown with the growth of human civilization, and its tentacles have penetrated into every corner of the human race. It is it, and it alone, that can make all the nobles of the Seven Northern Kingdoms completely ignore the identity of the only direct descendant of Anduin Soradin the Great, and can suppress the endless curiosity of the mages of Dalaran.

"They're forcing me to do it."

When the plan is carried out at a critical moment, someone comes out to obstruct it, and Ainan will never tolerate such a thing. He looked at Egwen: "Cutting the grass does not remove the roots, and the spring breeze blows and grows." ”

Kill them all?

Egwen was silent for a few seconds before he spoke: "Our plan can't be ruined, I'll take care of those people in the council." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Egwen's figure had disappeared.

As a modern-day guardian cultivated by the Council of Tiris, Ainan is far less knowledgeable about this behemoth than Egwene, and although Enan believes that the result of his and Egwene's actions will not be the slightest different, the latter's actions are obviously much more crisp and clean, and the time it takes to make a move will be smaller.

Egwene will not leave any mercy in his move, and the Council of Tirisfa is now completely out of the stage of history.

There was no sigh, Ainan just had a hint of emotion.

There is no thousand-year-old dynasty, and there is no eternal immortal existence, and it is the constant melody on the stage of history that you sing and I appear.

With a flick of his hand, the invisible magical elements in the void converged, and finally formed a map of the Eastern Continent. Ainan's fingers went up from the Dark Swamp, past the Twilight Forest, Danmoro, and Araso Heights, and finally stopped above the Seven Northern Kingdoms of Lordaeron.

"The establishment of any new order is to step on the broken corpse of the old order, with blood flowing and white bones, so that it can be promoted." Drawing a cross in the place representing the Seven Northern Kingdoms and Dalaran, Ainan's voice seemed to come from the Nine Hells, making people feel cold, "There is no bloodless change. ”

The alternation of the old and the new order has always been accompanied by war, and war will kill people, many, many people.

"Ansu."

At Ainan's call, a huge crow a man tall floated up from the ground, its black was not ordinary black, but a terrifying black that could absorb and devour even light.

This is Ansu, the Raven King of the Underworld.

"Egwene is gone, and for some guys that's exactly what they want to see. The two demigod mages who got together didn't dare to do anything, and it would be a different matter if they were alone. There was an invisible killing intent in Ainan's eyes, "You go and follow her, if anyone dares to take the lead, I will detain the other party's soul back." ”

Ansu tilted his head and motioned to Ainan: "There is no reason why they dare to do something to Egwen, after all, in their eyes, there is not much difference between the strength of you and Egwen." ”

As a demigod mage, Egwen's safety is worrying, aren't you Ainan?

He doesn't value Egwen Ansu as much as Ainan, after all, Ainan is its true master.

Without explaining to Ansu, Ainan waved his hand and motioned for the other party to do as he said.

Sitting at the junction of Karazan's world of the living and the underworld, will Ainan still be afraid that someone will assassinate him?

"Unless Elune does it himself, I'll kill one if I come, and I'll kill one when two come."

Demigods and demigods are different, and the gap in their strength is much larger than imagined, just like some demigods are called demigods, and their real combat power is so strong that they will be beaten like dogs, and some demigods are so weak that even magic masters can't beat them.

Hearing this, An Su turned into a black shadow and slowly sank into the ground. It is not a brainless pet that obeys its master, but the king of ravens who rules the raven clan of the underworld, and was once a god in the world of Draenor, and it has a mind of its own, and even Ainan cannot ignore its wishes.

Sloan was sent out to deliver the news and stayed with Anduin, and Egwen went back to clean up the Council of Tirisfar, and Aynan found that Karazhan was the only one left. It felt like Karazhan had suddenly become empty, so it was not lonely.

Those guys in the Council of Tirisfa can't thwart my plans, but they're killing themselves by jumping out and blocking me.

"Okay, someone has blocked me, and I'm not happy, so I'll also add to others."

Ainan's index finger dotted, invisible spatial ripples rippled at his fingertips, the entrance to the underworld opened, and a resentful soul was sent out.

"What a grievance! I didn't expect that you have been dead for several years, not only have you no news of your grievances, but you are getting heavier and heavier, and now you have turned yourself into a resentful spirit. ”

As soon as Ainan stretched out his hand, the invisible power imprisoned the resentful soul, and even if the resentful soul rushed left and right, he could not leave the exit of the underworld within a one-meter radius.

"Why did you betray me......"

"Damn! Damn it! ”

"I'm going to shred you!"

"Ahhh......h

The resentful spirit let out a terrible wail, if it was an ordinary person here, he would have a headache like being pricked by a needle, and he would fall to the ground and keep rolling, but unfortunately the resentful spirit was facing Ainan, and its cry would not be of any use.

Grabbing it, Ainan ignored the resentment around the resentful soul like boiling water, and grabbed it in his hand: "The resentment of being attacked and killed by someone and betrayed by others has eroded your sanity, but you were also the king of a country, and I can't just watch you turn into a ghost." For the sake of everyone's acquaintance, I have found a good home for you. ”

With a flick of his fingers, the fluctuations of the laws belonging to the underworld spread, and the resentful soul disappeared quickly after falling into the entrance of the underworld.

Meanwhile, in the distant world of Draenor, a babbling orc child falls to the ground.