23. Code Name: The Fall of the Prophet--The Presumptuous Brother for Midsummer [5/10]
"Da, da, da"
The crisp sound of high heels hitting the ground echoed in the quiet passage of the dark temple. The shadow today did not wear the uniform with unique temperament, but instead wore a set of work clothes that showed off the charm of women, a very well-tailored black
The uniform is very similar to the dress used by nobles, but it is lined with a white shirt and slightly baggy trousers, which perfectly accentuates the shadow's beautiful figure.
Even Vihari, who was walking behind Shadow, would often put his eyes on Shadow's slender waist and perfect peach-shaped hips, especially when she was walking, the curve of her back would make every normal man.
I couldn't take my eyes away. Between the natural swings of my arms, a feminine beauty naturally radiated out.
If it weren't for the white mask on her face, she would be two extremes from the indifferent and lunatic woman she was yesterday.
Vihari is still not used to the uniforms worn by female officials in the federal system, especially the fabric that clings to the body. The friction against the skin makes her a little uncomfortable. As a strong warrior, she
It should have been easy to maintain her body's balance, but the pair of black high heels under her feet seemed to be working against her, making her walking posture very awkward.
"What's wrong? Are your shoes making you uncomfortable?"
The shadow leading the way suddenly asked. Faced with her question, Weihari pursed his lips, and then replied:
"What on earth do you want me to do? You should kill me...don't you hate all demons extremely?"
"Well...you think you should have died a long time ago?"
Shadow said without looking back:
"Do you think we are being nosy by giving you another option? I said yesterday that what we will give you is the only opportunity to realize your inner desire. If I were you, then I would not
Asking so many meaningless questions, I will calmly accept everything in front of me...unless the revenge and desire you insist on in your heart, and everything you pay for revenge, is just a joke."
The shadow paused, and she asked meaningfully:
"So, are you?"
"I'm not!"
Weihari clenched her fists. After the evil energy's burning and distortion of the spirit dissipated, she had never felt that her thinking was so clear, but it was this clear thinking that allowed her to recall the forgotten things in the past.
Hellish memory, driven by this memory, she gritted her teeth and said:
"I will give everything for this! As long as you let me take Velen's life with my own hands...I don't care what you want to do? I don't care what you are about to do to me! My life...has long been
Damn it, every day I live is for that day to come!"
"Very good, this is the Avenger I want..."
Shadow stretched out his left hand and looked at the small and exquisite mechanical watch on his wrist. It was a new product from the black iron area. It was exquisite in shape and inlaid with low-key and luxurious diamonds. It was like the most classic interpretation of the female image. This thing was
A true luxury product, it is expensive but very popular among Federation women.
It is worth mentioning that the Shadow watch was a private gift from the great lord.
"Time is up."
Shadow said softly:
"Now, shut up, Agent Vihari, you may not understand what kind of organization you are joining. Let me take a few minutes to introduce you to our organization and the role you will play in the future."
"Click"
The sound of mechanical gears colliding sounded on the door in front of the two people. The mechanically driven elevator door smoothly opened to both sides. The person responsible for operating the elevator was also a member of the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency. He was a human vampire.
When he saw the shadow, the agent, who was also wearing a black uniform, immediately straightened his body and nodded slightly to the shadow:
"It's an honor to meet you, Shadow Director."
"I'm the deputy director, kid."
Shadow took Vihari into the elevator, and then said to the agent operating the elevator:
"Top floor, I made an appointment with the great lord."
At the moment when the elevator door gradually closed, Shadow folded her arms and leaned against the cold wall. She looked at the nervous Vihari beside her and said:
"The Dark Blade Intelligence Agency was established three years ago. Its predecessor was the secret agent organization of the Dark Blade Legion. As early as the second time the orcs invaded Azeroth, we already existed and continue to this day. We are an intelligence agency.
The organization is currently responsible for monitoring and assessing the trends and threats of various forces in Azeroth, and our brothers and sisters are active in hotspots throughout the world."
"I can tell you responsibly, first-level agent Vihari, the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency is the most powerful secret organization in the world. It is a very important part of the Dark Blade Legion system, and our next opponent...
"
Shadow smiled slightly and lowered his voice:
"That's your regular customer, the Burning Legion."
"Legion?"
Even though she had forcibly separated from the legion under the influence of some mysterious force, when Weihari heard this word, she still subconsciously raised her head. She stared at the shadow with her big blue eyes. She wanted to confirm.
Was the woman in front of her joking? But she only saw a mask that didn't smile and a pair of cold, blood-red eyes.
"With all due respect, you may no longer have enemies in Azeroth, but the Legion is still a behemoth that you cannot imagine."
Vihari put it bluntly:
"I have served the legion for decades, but I still don't know how powerful the legion's overall strength is. Among the stars, the entire star is their battlefield. Yes, I admit that the Dark Blade Legion is very strong. In one night
You have destroyed the forward army of 400,000 demons. You are definitely the most powerful force in the world, but 400,000 demons? That is not a loss to the legion... It will not even appear in the military intelligence report within the legion.
inside."
"You and the legion are not equal-weighted opponents at all. You are like a fearless mantis preparing to stop a running steel chariot. You will only be crushed by them. I can't see the second possibility..."
"Not "you"!"
Shadow stretched out a finger and shook it in front of Vihari's eyes, and she said softly:
"It's "us", and you are also one of us, Agent Vihari. As for how powerful the Legion is, believe me, I know the gap between the two better than you. But the problem is that, just like you, the Legion also believes that it is impossible."
Losing, it’s a pity that they, like you, don’t know what kind of opponent they are facing..."
"I won't pretend to tell you that we have a sure chance of victory, but I will say that if the legion is still unable to detect the threats within them in the future, then they will lose, and they will lose miserably. The seemingly weak
The mantis will easily tear apart the rotten steel chariot inside... On this point, Lord Archimonde the Polluter should have a strong say."
"you!"
Weihari heard some clues from the shadow's hints. Her eyes widened and she asked with some disbelief: "You have placed them within the legion..."
"Shh!"
Shadow put his fingers under the mask and made a silent movement:
"There are some things that you just need to know and don't tell. Hiding secrets is the most basic requirement for a good agent."
"Then you, aren't you afraid that I will tell Legion this?"
Vihari asked rhetorically:
"You should know that I don't trust you now. Even if I lose my evil power, I am still familiar with the Legion's contact points in Azeroth. Maybe it only takes a letter, or even a sentence, for you to
A plan that has been prepared for many years will go bankrupt!"
"This is why you are still alive, my Vihari."
Shadow flicked his fingers casually:
"You can give it a try. I'm not opposed to trying, but if you fail... you may think that what the orcs in Draenor did to you was real hell, but I will tell you, then
No...you've never seen real hell, and the best part is..."
"The real hell is in our hands!"
"bite"
With a soft sound, the elevator that went up from the bottom to the top of the Dark Temple slid out silently. Shadow adjusted his clothes, and then walked out of the elevator in the most elegant manner, followed by Agent Vihari.
Behind her, she said nothing.
At this moment, Hooves already knew that the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency must have tampered with her body or soul. She had already paid the price for this rebirth, and the saddest thing was that she would continue to pay the price until she
Until another death comes.
"Your Excellency, the Great Lord, Shadow, a level 9 agent from the Dark Blade Intelligence Agency, and Vihari, a level 1 agent, are here to report!"
Standing under the steps of Tyrion's throne, Shadow put her fingers on her chest and nodded slightly to Tyrion. Behind her, a somewhat uneasy Vihari also imitated Shadow's movements and paid tribute to the great lord in front of her.
A death lord captured her on the battlefield, so as the commander of the death lord, the great lord Tyrion must be more powerful, not even weaker than Kil'jaeden the Deceiver. She may not agree with Tyrion's majesty, but
She must respect strength, this is the truth she learned in the Burning Legion...
If you despise power, power will beat you hard and torture you without hesitation until you learn to respect power... The rules of conduct of demons are so crude and simple.
"So, you are Vihari?"
A slightly hoarse voice came into Haveli's ears. It was a very nice voice, but the moment he heard the voice, first-level agent Vehari felt that his body and soul were beginning to lose control of him.
, she raised her head and saw the great lord Tyrion sitting on the throne. To be precise, she saw those ice-blue eyes. Those eyes seemed to be able to penetrate all her disguises and go straight into the deepest part of her heart.
Secrets that you don’t want anyone to know, not even yourself.
"A special Draenei turned against the Burning Legion during the chaotic era of Draenor, and became famous in a few decades, becoming some of the most famous demon lords of the Eredar... You
He once swore to follow Velen to the death, following him across the endless sea of stars as the most loyal defender, but in the end he stood on his opposite side, fought against him to the death, and even longed for his head... This makes me very curious, Vihari.
"
Tyrion's fingers danced on the armrests of the throne. He looked at the trembling tyrant Vihari below and said softly:
"What makes you hate Velen so much? Is it just the torture you suffered?"
Weihari didn't want to answer this question, but under the great lord's inquiry, her soul, her body, and all her thoughts were unwilling to hide all this from the people in front of her, so she said in a solemn voice:
"It's because of weakness, Lord."
"As a prophet, Velen's personal charm is perfect, and every Draenei is willing to obey him. He is a qualified prophet and a qualified apostle of the Holy Light. But as a leader, Velen has failed. He
After seeing all that, he knew that the Burning Legion would not let him go, and he knew clearly about the future and the disasters that might happen, but he chose to escape."
Weihari clenched his fists. At this moment, this royal-sister-like hoof girl said everything hidden in her heart:
"I used to be one of Velen's most trusted defenders. When we first fell into the world of Draenor, Velen saw everything from the prophecy of the Song of Souls, about the orcs being bewitched and the pursuit of demons.
He saw the attack, but he did not prepare in advance, but allowed it to happen. We had suggested solving the hidden dangers of the orcs in advance. In 200 years, we will have enough power to suppress the orcs and even eradicate them."
"But no, Velen believed that all life has meaning and value. He let the orcs go, and then the orcs took the butcher knife to us... In Taimor, my companions and I fought to the death until the city was destroyed.
At that moment, we did not stop fighting, we wanted to protect the people, but we lost our people."
"I was captured by the orcs as a prisoner... They humiliated me, they tortured me, they treated me as the lowest plaything, they threw us into the arena..."
Weihari's body was trembling crazily. Apparently, the pain buried in her memory had made the hoof girl a little overwhelmed. She lowered her head and her voice became bleak:
"We expected the prophet to fight back, we encouraged each other, and we persisted in hell, waiting for the news that our compatriots had defeated the orcs, but there was no... What we finally got was that the coward took the remaining people and abandoned everything.
He fled the city and fled into the wilderness. He never even thought about fighting back... He is a good man, a kind man, and a true guardian, but he is not the leader we want."
"My companions died in torture one after another, and their bones were not even buried. I was the last one... I was discouraged, and then I allowed the whispers of evil to transform my soul. I accepted it.
With that kind of power, that night, I killed all the orcs in that tribe..."
Vihari raised her head, her face filled with tears, and she looked at Tyrion:
"I want revenge, not the orcs... The blood debt of hundreds of thousands of Taymor's compatriots is all borne on me. The souls of 278 compatriots who died in the orc prisoner-of-war camps are looking at me in the sky, and they drive me to take revenge.
They drove me to question our former leader, Velen, and they asked me to question him, why... why didn't he fight back? Why didn't he fight? Why did he have to be so cowardly..."
"It was his weakness that killed us..."
Tyrion and Vihari's eyes met. He looked at the soul in front of him that was burdened with heavy pain. He could feel the heaviness, but this was exactly what he wanted. A pure avenger could ignite the entire world for revenge.
The world until she herself is burned up in the flames. This kind of power is exactly what the great lord needs.
He propped up his chin with his left hand and looked at Vihari as if he were looking at the sharpest weapon or a igniting flame:
"So, Dark Blade Intelligence Agency first-level agent Weihari, are you interested in joining our next operation?"
"The code name for the operation is...Fall of the Prophet."
"Shua"
Vihari's eyes suddenly lit up, and then she heard Tyrion's whisper:
