King Ryan smiled and pulled Garona, who was kneeling on the ground, to her feet, and shook her head, stopping her from explaining.

"Don't worry, Lord Divine Venerable has long found out about Guldan's plan, it's not your fault, I know you won't live up to us, you are still my guard, my shadow. ”

"Now that she's out of Gul'dan's control, I think MI7 can start planning to form it, our thieves and scouts are far worse than her. Lothar drove up to the two of them and said with a smile.

Garona nodded gratefully, then bowed deeply to the Heavenly Titans.

I don't want to be a traitor, and no one wants to be a traitor who is spurned.

At this moment, the curtain has come down on the death match in the circle of fire, and the warlock who likes to hold the dagger Yin has become the last survivor, and Queen Xi immediately happily went to the cavalry to ask for money.

The circle of evil energy dissipated with the wind, and the only orc warlock standing was covered in blood, looking at Boss Hu who slowly fell back onto the carriage platform, and before receiving an answer, he was very smart and motionless.

Hu Feng glanced at him, "It's okay, you won, so you can leave at any time, no one will ambush and kill you on the way you leave." ”

The orc warlock shook his head, "Your evil power is stronger than Gul'dan, and I, Retson, only follow the most powerful one, and now that I have proven myself useful, can I follow you?" said the orc warlock named Retson and knelt down again.

Boss Hu was a little shocked when he heard this, he didn't expect this warlock to not want to leave.

But in retrospect, it's not surprising, after all, the only reason why the orc warlocks obeyed Gul'dan was because Gul'dan was the most powerful warlock, so he firmly controlled the Shadow Council and the Storm Marauder clan.

And now that there is an existence that also knows how to control evil powers, and is more powerful than Guldan, it is normal to turn to the new master.

As long as you can maintain your strongest strength and stand at the top of the pyramid, then the warlock's allegiance will always be loyal.

It's a realistic and brutal world, where warlocks don't care about racial justice, or orthodoxy or uplifting speeches, they only value the power to kill everything.

Ryan and the others also looked at Boss Hu at this time, accepting an evil orc warlock as a follower, and they didn't have to care that others would have ideas because of this, and there was only Lord Titan God.

"Well, I agree, you'll be my follower from now on, Retson. ”

After a little thought, Hu Feng made a decision.

All in all, the negotiation was a success, and Durotan led several Overseers of the Frostwolf Clan with the humans to the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress, where the two sides would have a deeper discussion.

The orc warlock Retson completely entered his role, faithfully following behind Boss Hu, and the interesting thing is that this somewhat thin orc warlock always carries six daggers coated with poison, more thieves than thieves.

"When you go back, open up a new area in the Mage Zone, and use it as the Warlock Zone. Hu Feng said to Ryan.

"You want to develop evil magicians among humans?" Ryan thought for a moment, then nodded in agreement.

"There's nothing wrong with that, the power of a warlock is very different from that of a mage, the alliance has suffered too much from a warlock, and so many excellent mages have died under the tentacles of the hellhounds summoned by the warlock, so we must also have this power. ”

Hu Feng nodded, "Not only humans, but also elves, I will also select a group of upper-level elves who are interested in evil energy, and try to see if elves can produce a profession like warlock." ”

Then, he turned to look at Reitson, "When you go back, I want you to teach apprentices who have the talent of warlocks, but there is one thing you have to remember for me, it is forbidden to pollute and destroy the land as before, and look at the good things you have done, a good dark swamp is now barren and has become a cursed place where birds don't." ”

Hearing this, Retson immediately bowed down and took the order.

The Dark Swamp is now known as the Cursed Lands, where the cracked land is dark red, barren of grass, and all the beasts are either dead or corrupted by evil powers, and have become insane.

Although the main force of the tribe has already moved north, the dark gate of the Cursed Land is still guarded by the Bloodring Clan, and if something goes wrong, it will immediately close the dark gate according to the method left by Gul'dan.

Hu Feng thought about it again at this time, "As for the name... I'll be the master, let's call it the Council of the Six Daggers, Reitson, you're the chief councilor and my follower, and from now on you're completely irrelevant to the tribe, so if I find out if there's a little move, I'll take out your soul and make a soul stone and throw it to the kobolds in the Elwyn Forest, understand. ”

"Understood, understood, master, I can also try to secretly contact some of the warlocks in the Shadow Council who privately disobey Gul'dan, and see if I can also bring them over to work for you. Reitson looked flattering and respectful.

Boss Hu had a pain in the egg, and the role of Retson was too completely transformed, and he began to be busy pulling people before his ass was hot.

What do you say ... Oh yes, good brothers, let's go, I'm the first to join the MLM organization!

The Six Daggers Council, an early warlock organization, was the predecessor of the Black Scythe Council, and although the profession of warlocks had not been legalized in the predetermined fate, it was in a semi-gray area, and they could only live in the cellars of hotels in the mage district, or in various dark sewers, but they did develop.

The repression will only make the warlocks more cynical, which does not bode well.

Moreover, the best of the warlocks are basically the ones who dominate the evil power, not be corrupted by the evil power, and they turn the summoned demons into slaves, and they are also fighting for Azeroth, so why force people too much, the power does not distinguish between good and evil.

"You humans hide behind the walls of the fortress and never dare to fight us head-on, which is not the behavior of a warrior. ”

On his way to the Red Ridge Mountain Fortress Defense, Durotan was arguing with Lothar.

"Ha, this is also a kind of tactic, why should we put our own advantages and fight with you orcs with brute force, isn't that the group of draenei in your world suffering such a loss. ”

"Ahh The Draenei, they are also a peace-loving and friendly race, when they came to the world of Draenor, our parents accepted them and gave them the Valley of the Shadow Moon to live and reproduce, originally our world was the same as this world, with vast grasslands, thick mountains and rushing rivers. ”

Durotan shook his head and sighed, a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Yes, yes, then Gul'dan ruined your world, and now he wants to destroy ours again, you idiots with muscles in your head, wouldn't you have killed him sooner? ”

Lothar shook her head as well, then turned her gaze back to the frostwolf that the orcs were riding.

"Whether you sell these white wolves or not, this is much more practical than war horses. ”

"The Frostwolf is our companion and friend, not cargo or mount. ”

"Ah, that's a shame... "Lothar still covets these wolves.

There is no such wolf in the world of Azeroth that can be trained into a mount.

Since the death of Godring, one of the demigods of the wilderness, the giant wolf breed of the world of Azeroth has long since disappeared.