Chapter 1021 It's None of My Business
"I'm going to learn from Master's example during the Battle of the Dark Gate. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info is trying to find a way to print out a batch of "Battle Manuals" to teach the Night Elves how to deal with demons in advance. This will prevent them from taking detours. ā
Experience gained with blood and lives is always priceless on the battlefield, and it is likely to change the balance of power on the battlefield.
Vanessa suddenly asked, "What is Brooks doing?"
Ronin shrugged: "After he was freed, he was summoned to see Cenarius, and it seems that the demigod is trying to find a way to strengthen his [Cataclysmic Blade]. ā
"Lucky guy. ā
"yes, how much time do we have?"
"The host said to let me go to Azhara at noon and midnight to stare at Grom's hell roar. ā
Before the city defenses were strengthened, it was as if a heroic thief like Vanessa had entered and exited the city of Azhara.
She immediately understood what it meant to stare at Grom.
At noon on the first day, Grom tinkered with the ivory carvings in the corner of the Royal Garden. He played with carvings on the teeth of a steel-maned boar, on which was carved the head of an Abyss Lord.
The next day, Grom played with wood carving, using an axe as a carving knife, and knocked out two lords.
At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night on the third day, Grom went to the toilet three times.
Every day Grom changes his tricks to do things, and Vanessa, who is smart and smart, knows a little bit.
Unbeknownst to most of the Night Elves, the clouds of war were piling up at high speed.
On the sixth day, Vanessa finally received new instructions......
It wasn't until the seventh day that Tyrande finally received the most definite information - Illidan, who had joined the Moon Guard, secretly ran back and told Tyrande the terrifying fact that there were already five Burning Legion Lords in Azhara.
Without any further hesitation, Tyrande went directly to the Night Elves' respected Grand Lord Ravenkeys. Evidence was presented to Raven Keys.
Ravenkes' face was iron-blue, his strong, powerful arms rounded in the air, and his fists slammed into the table.
"It must be that traitor of Savis who has deceived Your Majesty! No, I must incite all the lords to launch the King Qinwang Operation!"
Tyrande was speechless, and she had to marvel at the amazing charm of Queen Azhara. Even though there are footage showing the Empress herself near the portal, and even footage showing the Empress happily caressing the burly and ugly demon guards, there are still many lords like Ravenketh who believe that the Empress is blinded.
Five Lords of Kadore shared the same thoughts as Ravenketh. The only thing to be thankful for is that at least they are ready for war.
Just when the war was on the verge of breaking out, a major event occurred in the city of Azhara.
There was a great uproar from the outer city of Azhara, the rest of the Empress Essara. She ordered music to be played, hoping to dispel the noise, but unfortunately, the lyre and flute didn't work.
She had to reluctantly get up, and her new personal guard, the Demon Guard, followed by her. She strolled gracefully through the palace. The first thing she saw was not Harvis, but Varosson, the captain of her guard, kneeling on one knee with a fist to his chest.
"My Sovereign Empress. ā
"My dear captain, why is it so noisy outside?"
The scarred Night Elf looked up at her, hiding his expression, "Maybe it would be easier to show it to you." ā
"Good. ā
He led her to a balcony overlooking the main city. Aishara rarely came to this balcony because she did not want to be seen by the public, preferring the view from the extravagant balcony in her room, perhaps to some corner of the Well of Eternity.
With a snap of his fingers, a court arcane unleashed a small [farsightedness]. Then the mirror image projected by the spell, the empress saw with her own eyes that many civilians in the outer city were vomiting and diarrhea, and the scene was quite bad.
"Gross!" the empress waved her hand, not thinking of any longer.
The mirror image disappeared suddenly.
"Your Majesty, it seems to be the plague ......"
"How can there be a plague?, why hasn't anyone reported it to me!?" said the Empress's face was full of displeasure.
At this time, Savis hurried in: "Honorable Lord of the Night, I may be able to explain......"
The Empress raised her hand and motioned for Savis to continue.
"As you instructed, we are closing the magic branch of the Well of Eternity so that more mana can be put into the portal. When we shut down the magic branch of Earl Ali's John Farrell's Mage Tower, it seems to have caused a leak in the Earl's lab. ā
"Leaks?"
"Yes! It seems that a germ that causes severe diarrhea has leaked out, contaminating part of the water source. As a result, more than 10,000 people are now infected. ā
"How many Kadores died?"
"There weren't a few deaths, but their excrement seemed to have the potential for secondary contamination, and now the people are panicking. ā
The displeasure on the Empress's face worsened: "I don't want to see any filthy guys in my city. ā
As a result, an event that does not exist in history happens nonsensically, and then inexplicably sets the tone.
In the city of Aisara, a large-scale evacuation operation began.
No, it would be more accurate to say that it is an expulsion.
Legions of Moon Guards and City Guards wielded magical weapons of cold light and drove the populace away from the city of Azhara. For a while, the main city of Kadore, which stood in the very center of the Kalimdor continent, was full of panic.
Coupled with rumors that spread out of nowhere, it was claimed that an even more terrifying deadly plague would spread in two days, which directly triggered a frenzy of fleeing residents.
In just two days, the super-giant city, with a total population of more than a million, was empty. The only thing that hasn't been affected is the inner city where the upper elves live.
Singing and dancing.
In the dungeon of the inner city of Aishara, the Twins find Duke.
Queen Salorath said in a mocking tone, "Yo, dear Infernal Affairs, what do you think of the exodus outside? If there's not enough blood, maybe those guys will go berserk. ā
This is obviously a temptation, and if it doesn't get it right, it will be mud falling off the crotch of the pants, and it's not or.
As an honest and reliable Xiaolangjun, Du Mouke is, of course, a serious nonsense.
"Oh, so what?" Duke's tone was full of contempt, "On this small planet, a primitive race that doesn't even have starships and interplanetary portals, where can I escape to? What you want to do, just do it, it's none of my business. ā