As Wei Lun expected, after opening the black sack, he saw a familiar and unfamiliar face.

Familiar because this face had appeared countless times in his midnight dreams, and strange because compared to Veron's memory, Rakish ...... Or Moratti's appearance has changed a lot, and his face has added a lot of hideous scars and ugly evil herpes.

Saljan and Valera looked at Velen's complex emotions of sadness, guilt, remorse, and happiness, and they glanced at each other and nodded to each other in tacit understanding.

Valilla used the small group of soul links she had set up to send a message to Iriel, who had joined the group temporarily.

Soon, Iriel, who had taken off his armor and was dressed in the archbishop's uniform in the city, rushed over.

One thing to say, this holy and gorgeous women's skirt robe is quite good-looking, especially when worn on Iriel, who has a near-perfect figure, and is completely worthy of the description of convex and backward.

However, Saljan only glanced at it more, and Valeera's special eyes glanced at him, and he could only cough lightly, and retracted his gaze to change the subject.

"Irir, the Prophet is up to you, be careful not to let his mood swing too much."

"We have other important things to deal with, we can't stay here for long, if there's something we can't handle ourselves, you can always contact us on your phone."

Iriel, who had already known the story, thanked the two of them with his hands folded in gratitude, and immediately shouted something "Earth Burst Star", but Sarian felt that this action was very similar to the Buddhist gesture they mentioned earlier.

"Thank you both for your great assistance, I will do my best to calm the Prophet's emotions, and you can go about your business first."

Sarreen glanced at the distracted Veron, who gently stroked Moratti's pitted face with a look of nostalgia and no disgust.

Just like Sarian himself said, he still has a lot of important things to ask about in person, and it is impossible for him to stay here all the time to eat melons and watch the play.

Besides, this is always Wei Lun's private matter, and he shouldn't want someone to be watching him in the process of "heart-to-heart" with his son.

Say it's heart-to-heart...... Saray reckons that the conversation between the two will eventually develop into a physical relationship, after all, the butcher, whose real name is Moratti, has long since lost the memory of living with Veron.

In the artificial memories instilled in him by Kilgardan, Veron is a traitor and sinner of the Ereda clan, and he has nothing but hatred for Veron and no family affection to speak of.

……

As Sarjan had predicted, less than a day after Rakish was captured, Kil'Gardan, who was supposed to be in good fortune, learned the story of the mutation through the Rakish demons who had died back to Argus.

"Salain Deep Shadow! It's a good thing for you to spoil me again! ”

Sitting behind the desk, Kilgardan clenched his fists with a gloomy expression, he always felt that his every move seemed to be accurately predicted by Sarjan, and every time he clapped with Sarjan's wisdom, he would be led by the other party's nose.

All intelligent races will almost inevitably have an inferior root, once they encounter problems, they usually will not admit that it is their fault at the first time, but will find excuses in every possible way, and constantly look for various objective reasons to prove that they are not wrong.

Even a clever Kilgardan could not escape this habitual thinking, and at one point he suspected that Salian had planted an internal response in the Burning Legion, misleading his own judgment through the spies.

Kil'Gardan's prevarication cannot be said to be entirely wrong, after all, Sarean did insert a spy within the Burning Legion...... But that was before.

After calming down and rethinking it, Kilgardan himself knew that Sarean's spy had long been exposed, and it was Anya, the mother of Sivalra, who had recently applied for a transfer to Marton, and her clan.

Before launching the project, Kil'Gardan used the loss of the Sagret Keystone as an excuse to conduct several rounds of rigorous investigation of the elite of the Burning Legion stationed in Argus, and even seconded the staff of the Witch Society in the process, which could rule out the possibility of any fish that had slipped through the net at the soul level.

Excluding all the wrong answers, no matter how ridiculous and unacceptable the remaining option was, Kil'Gardan could only pinch his nose and admit that he had been crushed by a native of Azeroth in terms of outwitting.

His own family knows his own affairs, and the reason why Salian can be one step ahead of others every time he lays out is because he has obtained a lot of important information in advance through the barrage, which is equivalent to an open-book exam.

However, as the "plot" gradually becomes unknown, the "prophet" that Sarian can open will always fail one day, and at that time, he can only fight with the fraudsters to plan the ability.

This is not the first time that Kil'Gardan has been sabotaged by Sarjan, and although he is still angry and unwilling about it, he gradually began to get used to it, and soon readjusted his mentality.

"Sitting in Agus's remote control of the situation, there will always be a lot of distortions."

Kilgardan stood up from behind his desk with a calm expression, "In order to ensure the success of this expedition, I must personally go to the front line of Azeroth and grasp the subtle changes in the field. ”

"Se Jason, get my ship ready as soon as possible."

"This time...... I'll do everything I can to command in person, and I don't believe that kid can still calculate me! ”

……

The news of Kil'Gardan's imminent conquest soon spread throughout the Burning Legion, and Elisandr, who had been in close contact with the Eredar Twins, immediately relayed the information to Queen Azhara.

"Heh~ Fraudster, is it finally coming?"

Sitting on the throne of the Eternal Palace, Azhara rarely put away her usual lazy posture, and ordered Vasqi with a serious expression: "Inform Sarren at once, I want to see how strong the fraudster can be compared to Akmund the Polluter." ”

During the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, Azhara had several encounters with Akmund at the Well of Eternity.

At the time, she was at her peak and blessed by the Well of Eternity, even in the face of powerful polluters.

According to Akmund's private personal assessment, he was not entirely sure that he would be able to defeat the Night Queen, at least not as long as she remained connected to the Well of Eternity.

Now that time has passed, and Azhara has lost the blessing of the Well of Eternity, it is inevitable that her strength will decline.

However, Aishara did not waste time in vain in the past 10,000 years, hiding in the depths of the seabed, she painfully regained the cultivation spirit of her youth.

Although it can't be compared to the peak of holding the Well of Eternity, Azhara has now touched the threshold of the peak of demigods with her outstanding talent.

In the data-based template that Sarayan saw, she had reached level 68.

This is still because she could only work behind closed doors 10,000 years ago, lacking the help of actual combat experience, otherwise she should be able to go further and truly reach level 69, which represents the peak of demigods.

"Don't bother Vaskey, I'm not here now."

Just as Vasqi was about to reach out for his phone to send a message, Salaan and Valilla teleported to the Eternal Palace.

"I've heard you."

Sarjan said with a serious expression: "Finally, it is time to go head-to-head with the fraudsters, this battle cannot be lost for both sides of the enemy, and Kilgardan will definitely do everything in his power to attack." ”

"That's right, let's use him as a touchstone to test my current extreme combat power." (End of chapter)