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Nan Xiao made a decision on the spot: "Very good, let's go back the same way." Travel through the Ashen Valley to Azhara and take the boat back to the Eastern Kingdoms. ”

Neither Meeve nor Renard said anything, silently accepting the arrangement. In fact, this was also their intended retreat route. The Black Sea is in danger and full of tribal barracks. The former elven cities were either destroyed or occupied, and they all became very dangerous.

But they had no choice. There used to be a boat that secretly traveled between the village of Russelland and the island of Mirand. But a few days ago it was wrecked, broken in half, and only the stern was left raised high, lying desolate on the Black Sea. They have no choice but to use a fallback plan. As agreed, Elune's Blessing would wait for them in Rustwater Harbor for a month. Then, when they were dead, Captain Wind Sword would pull anchor and set sail.

Within a month, they had to cross Kalimdor, from the west coast to the east coast, which was a long road.

All the way to the east, through the forest and over the mountains, walked and walked. Old druids were good guides, always finding their way through dense barren forests. They walked for about ten days until they finally approached Astrana.

Astrana, a small town surrounded by lakes, was once a beautiful elven city. It had no walls, no turrets, no strong gates. The elves believed that their magic and bows and arrows would be enough to defend it, but they were unable to do so.

Now Astrana has completely changed, completely transformed into an orc-style town. A ring of walls was built around the island in the middle of the lake, and the walls were lined with hideous iron thorns. The slender wooden bridge was torn down and replaced with a heavy and clumsy suspension bridge, pulled by huge chains. The entrance and exit of the bridge were blocked by an iron gate, and even the strongest bull head could not carry it without relying on a winch.

"Damn the tribe," Mi Wei muttered, "they ruined everything, all the buildings, all of them!" Astrona's library, infirmary, cloth workshop...... It's all ruined. ”

"Calm down," Renard reminded, "as planned, we had to disguise ourselves as a tribe. ”

The old druid took out a ball that shone with a dark magical light, squeezed it in his hand, and began to read and cast spells. Whoosh, he turns into an extremely ugly undead with no chin and criss-cross straps on his face.

Fraud Orb! Nan Xiao recognized this good thing at a glance. It's not a particularly good thing, but it's a very interesting toy.

"Come on, it's your turn." The old druid handed the Orb of Deception to Mivi.

The elf girl has become a beautiful undead, except for the gray skin color and red pupils, basically the appearance has not changed much, and there is even a mysterious desolate beauty. This look! Even if you go to Cos Sylvanas, you can barely get by.

"Excuse me...... Do you need this? Mi Wei timidly handed the Fraud Orb to Nan Xiao.

"Thank you." Nan Xiao honestly and unceremoniously took the fraud orb and earned space.

Mi Wei seemed to be tempted to say something, but in the end she didn't say anything.

Renard cautiously reminded, "Lord Furywind......"

"Call me Nanxiao."

"Yes, Lord Nanxiao—"

"Don't wear honorific titles."

"Yes, I just wanted to remind you that human forms are subject to strict searches when they enter a tribal stronghold. Those soldiers may treat you like a slave to me or Mivi, and their attitude may be very bad. So I'd suggest you take a different form, orcs, minotaurs, forsaken, or, like your retinue, the Blood Elves are the perfect choice. ”

Nan Xiao thought about it and felt that Renard's suggestion made sense. If you plan to visit a tribal stronghold, it's important to follow the locals. But it was boring to become an ordinary tribe, he thought about it, and simply transformed into a low-key blue fat man.

"Wow!" Renard was amazed and full of praise, "It's a genius idea to pretend to be a summoned demon and let your followers pretend to be warlocks!" Even if your demonic aura leaks even slightly, it won't attract anyone's suspicion. As you are, Lord Furywind, your whimsy and powerful mana are truly beyond the reach of my generation. ”

I didn't expect this old druid to be quite a sycophant, but he was not wrong.

They left the forest and walked down the main road to Astrana. Sure enough, it went well, and the squad of tribal soldiers patrolling along the way didn't pay attention to the combination of "undead + undead + blood elf warlocks" at all. No matter how you look at it, this is a very ordinary three-person team. Two undead who play soy sauce, plus a powerful blood elf warlock.

Although Nan Xiao had tried his best to suppress his power fluctuations, when he transformed into a blue fat man, that powerful aura still faintly emanated, making people who really know how to look at him.

Given that the pet is so powerful, those people naturally think that the owner who summoned "it" is a very powerful warlock.

Others may not recognize it, but the group of people sitting on the second floor of the intersection tavern definitely recognizes it.

Their composition is a standard combat squad. An orc warrior, a bull-headed warrior, a blood elf mage, a forsaken priest, and a troll shaman. This combination has tan, milk and output, adapts to various scenes, and includes several major races of the tribe, which is simply too classic. From the point of view of equipment, these five guys are also rich and handsome, regardless of the plate lock leather cloth, they are all high-end goods, exquisite and shiny. Even the dishes on their table are haute cuisine. A truffle is not something that ordinary people can afford.

The blood elf mage looked at Anastasia from beginning to end: "Her magic ...... It's hard to measure. ”

The undead priest nodded: "That's right, it's hard to measure her strength. But her summon, the demon...... It's a real demon," he pulled a red pendant from his neck, "the demon has worked, it's like a soldering iron, and it burns my chest. ”

"Do you still feel pain, Kurolo?" The orc warrior munching on pork chops laughs maniacally at the undead priest.

"Be careful I don't add blood to you next time, Grommash."

"Well, I was wrong, Kurolo."

Ignoring the bickering between the orc warrior and the undead priest, the Blood Elf Mage continued, "I think she should be up to the task. She can definitely be an indispensable part of our group. We should recruit her. ”

"She's got a team."

"Let those two soy sauce-beating undead fuck off."

"Maybe she's taking a friend to level up. If you let those two soy sauces fuck off, she'll be angry. ”

“…… That's a problem. Or find someone to quietly dispose of those two soy sauces? In short, we can't go on the road with two troubles. They were too weak to be discovered by the monster a hundred miles away. ”

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