"Damn the Abyss Lord!"

Rakish, who was about to make his way to Asuna via Sulama, had a gloomy face, remembering Blutarus's contemptuous attitude, and he wanted to turn back and fight the guy for three hundred rounds.

However, this kind of thinking can only be hidden deep in the heart after all, and Rakish is well aware that his master, Kilgardan, will not tolerate infighting before the start of the war.

Perhaps it was because Rakish didn't join the Burning Legion out of his own free will, not just Brutarus, and everyone who knew the origin of "Rakish" didn't treat him very well, but he usually didn't hide it like the one-brained Annie Heran.

In Blutarus's eyes, Rakish, who was given the name "butcher", was a pure clown, a tool for Kil'Gardan to use for fun.

In fact, it is.

But Rakish himself didn't think so, and he was brainwashed into thinking that he had been sent to Azeroth to assassinate Veron in order to fulfill the noble beliefs of Kil'Gardan and the Burning Legion.

Although Rakish bears the name of Kil'Gardan's envoy, he can only command the cannon fodder of the lower-ranking legions, and it is impossible for a high-ranking demon like Blutarus to accept his assignment.

Besides, Blutarus's words are not rough, since coming to Azeroth, Lakish has indeed not achieved an inch.

Considering that the Burning Legion will soon launch an all-out offensive against Azeroth, Rakish must also speed up his actions and lure Veron out of his lair as soon as possible.

To this end, while passing through the city of Surama, Rakish vented the anger that had accumulated in Brutalus on the innocent Elisander.

In the face of Rakish's threats and urgings to pose as a fraudster, Elisander looked a little embarrassed on the surface, but her mood was always calm, and even vaguely revealed pity for Rakish.

Well, since you are so impatient, I will fulfill you. ’

The Prophet Veren was still ignorant of Rakish's existence at this time, and he was firmly dragged by Virel in Neoshattrath under various excuses by Iriel, who knew the inside story.

However, Veron had lived for tens of thousands of years, and had eaten more salt than Iriel had traveled.

And from a certain point of view, Irel can be regarded as Velon's growth.

Although he didn't know what kind of tricks his apprentice was doing behind his back, Veron could see that Irel seemed to be deliberately hiding something, and there was a high probability that this matter was related to him.

As long as it doesn't involve Velon's psychic loopholes, he can maintain a rational view of things in most cases.

Since Irel clumsily tried to hide from himself and delay time, Veron was happy to pretend that he didn't know what was going on, believing that the kind-natured Irel would not do anything harmful to him.

The camera pans back to Sulama.

Lakish, who was holding back his belly, finally got a happy news from Elisander's mouth.

The rumor he had commissioned the Children of the Night to spread on his behalf finally worked, and Veron shook off the Council of Bishops, who were adamantly opposed to him going out alone, and was heading for the Broken Isles at full speed.

Of course, this is just a fake message deliberately put out by Alisander.

"According to our astrologer's predictions, Velon, coming from the northwest, should make landfall on the northern coast of the Supreme Ridge, about a week later."

"A week...... Rakish nodded thoughtfully, "Just in time, I can use this week to establish a new base in Assuna." ”

"Archmage, you have done a good job, and when this is done, I will report the merits of the Children of the Night to Lord Kilgardan."

Elisandr saluted Lakish with a happy face: "Thank you for the cultivation of the envoy, we will continue to pay attention to Velon's itinerary, and once we receive the latest news, I will pass on the information to Nazaras Academy as soon as possible." ”

Rakish smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, then I'll go first." ”

After respectfully watching Rakish lead the team out of Sulama, Elisander withdrew the flattering smile on his face, and a sneer curled into the corner of his mouth.

"Heh~ I don't know it's because of too much brainwashing, is it really because of too much brainwashing that I have damaged my intelligence?"

Elisandr's quick text message passed the latest information to Sarren, and then turned to look at the senior botanist Ter'an beside him: "Is there any action on Nashatar's side?" ”

"Yes."

Telan nodded and reported, "According to the plan of the Speaker of the Deep Shadow, the envoy who has been personally instructed by Queen Aishara is already on his way, and he will be able to reach Surama by tomorrow morning at the latest. ”

"Okay." Elisander nodded solemnly: "Be sure to prepare everything in advance, the situation of that envoy will definitely be very dangerous at that time, and I don't want to be blamed by the queen for making a mistake in carrying out the plan afterwards." ”

"Yes!"

Rising from the bottom of the sea, Neuchatar is located in the sea not far south of the Broken Isles, opposite the city of Sulama, the pearl of the night.

According to Sarjan's pre-design, in response to the collusion with the Burning Legion behind the scenes of Sulama City, Nashatar, who is close to the Broken Isles, will soon notice something strange and will arrange for an envoy to lead an elite team to come to Elisandr to hold Alisander accountable.

As an insider, Elisandr had long known that the queen had unabashedly moved to Vadraken and stayed in the Deep Shadow Palace.

Now in charge of Nashatar's affairs is the acting consul that Essara has instructed Vasqi to select from among the maids' group before leaving.

In order to further paralyze Kilgardan, Saljan will of course have to put on a full show to give the fraudsters a good show of breaking with the Night Empire.

After the initial trial run, the Burning Legion in Argus has basically confirmed Sulama's "loyalty", and tearing his face with the Night Empire is the last letter of submission that Elisandr needs to deliver.

Once this elven civil war officially breaks out, the Burning Legion will be in full swing with its war machine, using the Night Well to teleport troops to Azeroth 24 hours a day.

Because of this, Rakish, who has a heavy responsibility, will rush Alisand to provide the latest news about Velon.

He must complete the task delivered by the fraudsters before Kilgardan himself transforms, or else...... There is a high probability that the Witch Society will be his final destination.

Under the cold eyes of Elisandr and her advisors, the spirited Lakish led his 300 descendants to speed up their march towards Assuna.

In Rakish's view, the Asuna region is the preserve of the Children of the Night, and there should be no enemy who will ambush and assassinate him before the war has even begun.

Rakish is self-aware, he is only a small transparent in the Burning Legion, and most of the high-ranking demons except Kil'Gardan do not take him seriously.

It doesn't hurt to be overwhelmed, and Rakish is eager to make a difference just to show his loyalty to Kiljadin and prove that he was right in his decision to entrust him with a heavy responsibility.

Though...... This loyalty of Rakish was false from the start, artificially implanted.

I have to say, this is really sad.

"Hurry up! We must get to our destination before nightfall! ”

Just as Lakish was speeding up with a vision for the future, several strange figures suddenly appeared at the far end of the broad road they were passing through.

"Mortals of Azeroth?"

Lakish raised his eyebrows slightly: "Pioneer officer, drive them away, if you don't listen to persuasion, kill them on the spot!" ”

"Yes, Lord Rakish."

A majestic Doomsday Guard (Ereduin) came out in a row, armed with a thick-backed scimitar, and smuggled towards the "emaciated" mortals blocking their path.

"Fuck off! You're in the way of the Burning Legion, and this is not the place for you lowly creatures! ”

"Oh?"

The leading Sarian hooked the corners of his mouth with a smile: "What if I don't let it?" ”

"Then, you're looking for death!"

Demons have never been soft-hearted, and the reason why Rakish asked the vanguard to ask first and then kill was just to give those lowly mortals a chance to survive for the sake of the face of Elisander, who had just made a meritorious service.

Just as the vanguard officer raised his sword in anger and was about to make a move, Lakish finally saw the appearance of the strange visitor of the man and woman.

"Elves, but not the Children of the Night? Forget it, it doesn't matter. ”

In the next second, Rakish was forced to put away the careless attitude of the previous moment.

"Boom!"

A head still sprayed with green blood rose into the sky, and as the head turned, the Pioneer Officer's dead eyes looked at Rakish.

"What?!"

Salian shook his right hand, which was stained with some evil blood, "Before you set off from Argus, Kil'Gardan didn't let you watch my holographic projection?" Is it that I don't deserve it? Or are you overconfident in yourself? Mr. 'Butcher' like a clown. ”