At the climax of the reception in the monastery, the lord of this place, Alexandro Mograine, the Grand Knight, personally stood on the podium and toasted to the emperor who was far away in Alterac City.
Among the crowd, the Nasrezim, whose identities are hidden, communicate with each other through telepathic communication.
"No one believes it... He disappeared for so long and then suddenly appeared again, pretending to be in control of everything. This is too suspicious..."
"If you ask me, there must have been secrets in the hundreds of years since he disappeared."
"We have to dig out the secret! Find out what happened to our Cassanatir."
"Very good, it seems that everyone has agreed, but what he said makes sense. Sometimes, when you are in an unreliable broken ship, you should find a way out for yourself... Don't tell Tichdio
Si, we act privately, he is our...backup sign!"
"Deselok and I are here to look for the secrets hidden in time. Others... do their own thing. Oh, look, the great knight is here. Smile, yes, that's it, toast to him..."
As he spoke, Varimathras pretended to be a human nobleman with a hypocritical smile, crowded around the great knight Uther, said annoying compliments to him, and finally pestered the great knight to drink a glass of wine.
, while the other Dread Lords spread out, looking for something in this monastery full of people.
They are not just here for Cassanatir. The undead scourge in Northrend has made preparations and is about to cross the sea to invade the eastern continent. The Dread Lords came this time to search for the invading undead.
A suitable landing point is the most important thing of this trip. Logically speaking, judging from the terrain of northern Xinjiang, the only place close to the sea and easy to land is Quel'Thalas in the northeast corner, but infiltration of high elves
The difficulty in infiltrating the human empire is obviously greater than that of infiltrating the human empire.
Coupled with the recent panic among people in the empire, the Dread Lords hope that the undead can land at the rear of the human empire. The distant mountains northwest of Tirisfal Glades are the most suitable place to land quietly, but if they land from there, this
The Light Monastery is a strategic location that the undead cannot get around. Here is the most powerful group of paladins and priests in the entire Kingdom of Lordaeron, so you must first understand the personnel plan and terrain here.
The Dread Lords are all cunning guys. They spread out, mix in the crowd, and record everything they see. They are natural concealers and infiltrators. If they don't want to be discovered, even if they get along day and night, they can't.
No one can realize that the close friend next to him is actually an ugly devil.
The Dread Lords also enjoy the feeling of secret operations. They like shadows and prefer to live in them.
"The great knight's war experience is really admirable."
A beautifully dressed lady was holding a glass of wine, seemingly accidentally approaching the nobleman disguised as Dreadlord Deseroc. This weakest Dreadlord disguised himself as a handsome human brother, and he didn't notice.
When he did, the noble lady's arm had quietly rested on his arm, and she squeezed his wrist ambiguously.
This made Deselok feel sick.
Demons regard themselves as higher-order and more powerful creatures. They are arrogant and look down on useless flesh and blood like humans. Of course, occasionally there are demons with more "radical" aesthetics who will appreciate the beauty of humans, but among them
Definitely excluding Desai Locke, which is a pure great demonist. Although it is weak in power, it is very proud in its heart and has great ambitions.
Faced with the harassment of a lady with a strong scent of perfume all over her body, Deseroc's eyes flashed with a faint trace of disgust, but in full view of the public, it could not use the devil's magic to make her go away, so it could only
The arrogant and submissive man chatted with the lady without a word, until Desellock deliberately guided the annoying lady to the depths of the empty collection room.
The moment he hugged him impatiently, a trace of ferocity flashed in the Dread Lord's eyes.
After a while, he straightened his tie, walked out of the corner calmly, and reached out to wipe the lipstick marks on his cheeks. It felt so good to take away life casually, and that fragile life slowly faded away on his fingertips.
The touch of withering is enough to make every devil's heart flutter.
"Eh...is this?"
And just when Deseroc was about to leave this killing place, its keen sense suddenly detected a strange and familiar darkness. It was very weak, but it was real. This made the Dread Lord interested. It could feel
, that kind of faint darkness does not belong to this world, but comes from among the stars, which is slightly similar to the void that the demons are afraid of.
"Creations of the void? Or those disgusting followers?"
Deselok narrowed his eyes. After a moment, it finally failed to suppress its inner curiosity. It looked around, and after confirming that no one was there, it jumped onto the roof of the monastery with light steps, quietly walking in the dark night.
Moving forward, he finally came directly above the faint dark aura. Its figure jumped into the fireplace in the room, and a moment later, it appeared inside the room again.
Deselok patted the dust on his body and looked at the environment here. This room was decorated in a very simple way, with various weapons dotted on the walls. On the other wall hung a large Mograine family coat of arms. Here
It should be the study room of some important person, maybe it is the place where the great knight Alessandro rests on weekdays.
The Dread Lord took a few steps forward. His hands were wrapped in smoke-like gauze darkness, and he rummaged around on the bookshelf. Following the dark breath, he quickly found the secret compartment behind the wall, and then from there
He took out a wooden box carved with some orc-style pictures.
That kind of darkness that is so weak that it cannot be noticed is emanating from this box.
Deselok rubbed his hands, and a treasure-hunting curiosity surged in the heart of the fear demon lord. He stretched out his hand to open the box. The next moment, what came into view was an irregular, palm-sized, emanating
A gem with deep dark light.
It lies in the velvet lining, as if there are stars inside, and the light inside the dark gemstone flows with the flow of time, just like a living thing.
"!!!"
Deseroc originally thought that this was just an entertainment out of personal curiosity, but it had no idea that what it found was so unexpected. Yes, it recognized the thing in front of it! And it was very familiar!
"Atama Crystal! Why is it here!"
The Dread Lord suppressed the ecstasy in his heart. He looked at the deep gem in front of him repeatedly, and finally confirmed that this thing was very similar to the "Brilliant Star" among the seven Atama crystals that the Deceiver had been looking for among the stars.
Speaking of the Atama Crystal, we have to mention the Draenei. To be precise, they were the Draenei 25,000 years ago. At that time, they were still the Eredar in the distant world of Argus.
The origin of this mysterious race cannot be verified. They have existed for a long time, and before being seduced by the Burning Legion, the Eredar had already established a splendid civilization among the stars.
Using magic gem technology as the basis, they transformed their own world and built that vast world as beautiful as the divine domain. At that time, the civilization of the Draenei relied on the dual combination of magic and technology to develop. They had their own
Starfleet, although only traveling in the Argus system, has already proven its potential.
Through the gem magic network that connects the world, the Eredar have established a global communication system similar to the Internet, but more advanced. Their civilization is prosperous, and the prophet Velen and the chief defender Kil'jaeden jointly rule Argus.
At that time, they were still close friends who could sacrifice everything for each other, and Velen and Kil'jaeden jointly guarded a secret, a secret about the origin of the eredar civilization.
In the more distant ancient times, an ancient Naaru once visited Argus. It left soon, but it left a gift to the ancestors of the Eredar people, which was called Atta.
The holy object of Atama crystal, no one knows what role the complete Atama crystal has, but according to the conjecture of the fraudster, that holy object should be able to open up wisdom and transform the life form of living things...
In other words, the draenei's innate strong connection with the Holy Light, as well as their long and powerful life, probably came from the gift and transformation of the Atama Crystal, but this is just a conjecture.
And it can no longer be verified, because when Sargeras came to the world of Argus and Velen took some of the Eredar to flee to the stars, the sacred Atama Crystal collapsed on itself.
It split into seven pieces, namely the purple Song of Soul, the green Shadow of Leaves, the cyan Eye of the Storm, the red Heart of Anger, the golden Shield of the Naaru, the orange Lucky Kiss, and finally,
Filled with dazzling holy light, the most aggressive dazzling star.
The Song of Soul was carried by Prophet Velen. This gem gave him the ability to see into the future and was the reason for his title of "Prophet". The indestructible Shield of the Naaru was placed in the world of Draenor and suspended in the sky.
It occasionally lands in the Storm Fortress to protect the civilians stranded there from harm.
When Velen fled Draenor, the Shadow of the Leaves was mortgaged to the Dark Blade Knights in exchange. The Heart of Anger is said to be still hidden somewhere in the world of Draenor, and Alleria has been sending people
Looking for it, the Eye of the Storm, which possesses powerful elemental power, is said to bring the lucky kiss that brings endless luck to the wearer, as well as the Brilliant Star, but they were all lost in the war caused by the orcs.
Deselok didn't know where Alessandro Mograine found this black gem, but he was basically certain that it was the legendary Brilliant Star. The only problem was that in the record
The Brilliant Star is a gem filled with endless holy light, but now, what it sees in front of it is a gem filled with deep dark power.
Lord Nasrezim didn't know which link had the problem, but he knew very well that if he could hand over this gem to the fraudster, he would definitely receive endless praise from the fraudster.
That bright future made Deseroc tremble all over. It immediately gave up its intention to share the news with its companions. It reached out and took out a soul stone with a very similar shape from its collection, and then took out the Brilliant Star from the box.
, and put the box back into the secret compartment on the wall, and after erasing all traces of his stay, the fear devil Shi Shiran left here.
The black gemstone was placed in its close-fitting pocket, like a hot, strange and terrifyingly corrosive thing. It felt the danger hidden in the gemstone, and it knew that it could not stay for long.
"Bang"
At the moment when Desai Locke was anxiously trying to leave the monastery, a drunken human collided with it. The drunkard was knocked to the ground in embarrassment, which caused a small noise. Desai Locke
Locke looked at the drunkard struggling to get up at his feet with disgust. In the past, such a disgusting human being would have been torn into pieces by his own hands, but now was not the time to care about that.
The expressionless Deselok touched his heart, and the hard and hot touch made him feel at ease. He squeezed through the crowd, walked quickly into his carriage, and then disappeared amid the sound of horse hooves.
On the road leading to the city of Lordaeron, and just after it left, the drunkard who was helped up by a beautiful girl also touched his pocket.
There was a palm-sized black gem there, constantly trying to corrode his flesh and blood, but comforted by the blood of Seth flowing in his body, the gem could not harm it.
Thales, the second-level intelligence officer of the Human Empire and a young and promising genius assassin, put his arm around his girlfriend Taresha's shoulders. Listening to Taresha's constant complaints, a hint of pride flashed through his pretended drunken black eyes.
smile...
He didn't know what the mysterious pretender was, but he was certain that that guy was definitely not a human being... But it didn't matter, its adventure saved Thales a lot of time, and now he only needed to use the fastest
Speed up and give this black gem to Tyrion's informant in Northern Xinjiang.
"I hope I can be free because of this..."
The monthly tickets will be doubled on the 28th. Brothers who still have tickets in their hands will vote slowly. From the 28th to the 30th, I will add the remaining ones to make up for it... In short, I am shamelessly asking for a vote~
