Due to the lizardmen war some time ago, the Dark Portal from Draenor to Azeroth was briefly closed for a few days. It is said that the ignorant and fearless lizardmen even tried to attack the Dark Blade Knights stationed here.
But they were easily repelled and killed by the undead dragon knights who were chasing them.
To this day, the heads of those lizardmen that have been blown dry in the scorching winds of Hellfire Peninsula are still hanging on the execution platform next to the Dark Portal, as a warning to those creatures who try to interfere with the order of the Dark Blade.
Although the undead seem to be difficult to get along with, these existences without much interference can maintain a peaceful business environment very well. After the Dark Portal is reopened, the business between Azeroth and Draenor worlds
Exchanges began again, and a steady stream of caravans entered through the Dark Portal or returned to Draenor. The Dark Blade Consortium also set up a trading station here to collect taxes and manage the caravans.
The Dark Blade Consortium guards the right of way to the Dark Gate. They will levy a considerable tax on every caravan that passes through this gate, and the fate of those who dare to evade taxes here will be
It won't be too good.
The fallen arakkoa Zaska is sitting on a chair at the Dark Portal Trading Station, chatting with a familiar goblin tax collector. Beside the two people, Zaska's three carts of goods are being inspected by the Dark Blade Knights. According to
According to Dark Blade's rules, automatic weapons, explosives and contraband similar to Bloodthorn are not allowed on the Dark Portal business line. Once discovered, the goods will be confiscated and heavy fines will be imposed.
But where there are rules, there are loopholes to exploit, especially for caravans who are very familiar with Dark Blade's style. It is possible to smuggle some contraband using special methods.
"I heard that you guys have been making a lot of noise in Gadgetzan lately?"
The goblin tax collector wearing a monocle was chatting with Zaska. In the corner where the death knight did not notice, the fallen arakkoa handed a thick red envelope to the goblin in a familiar manner, and the goblin turned his fingers
, the red envelope disappeared into his hands like magic.
"Wherever we are, the Dark Gold Cult is just trying to make ends meet. The Yulian Gang and the dirty hands in Gadgetzan are really causing trouble, so we are just fighting back."
The fallen arakkoa chuckled and said to the goblin:
"And we like Booty Bay better than Gadgetzan. You see, the Dark Blade Consortium is better at doing business. Cooperating with you is a hugely profitable deal. Speaking of which, Brother Hagen, you don't want to be in our business."
Do you want to participate?"
"Me, I'm just a small clerk, I can't do big business."
The cunning goblin tax collector laughed, then stamped Zaskka's caravan list, then pretended to hold a detector, scanned the fallen arakkoa, and then said to the death knight beside him
:
"This person does not need to be checked. I have already checked him."
Low-level death knights have such a problem. Their broken souls cannot think about too complicated problems. Seeing that there is no problem with the goblin's "detection", the old-fashioned death knight nodded. He raised his hand, and the death in front of him
The knight moved out of the way and opened the border for the Dark Gold Cult's caravan.
The fallen arakkoa stood up and limped forward, not forgetting to wave to the goblin tax collectors. The Dark Gold Cult spent a lot of money to bribe several goblin tax collectors at the Portal of Darkness Trading Station.
Don't underestimate these inconspicuous little characters. With their "help", every time the "gadgets" smuggled over by the caravan can earn the Dark Gold Cult an extremely considerable amount of money.
But this time, problems arose in what used to be a familiar private transaction.
At the moment when Zaska's caravan was about to enter the Dark Portal, a deep voice sounded behind them:
"Stop!"
Hearing this sound, several high-ranking knights guarding the dark green vortex-shaped portal of the Dark Gate immediately drew their weapons and blocked the caravan's progress. The tense momentum frightened the fallen arakkoa Zas.
Ka's whole body trembled. He thought his deal with the goblins had been discovered, but it wasn't!
It was not him who got into trouble, but a "guest" in his caravan.
This is also an "hidden rule" of the Dark Portal caravan. Since it is difficult for individuals to submit business applications to the Federation, caravans traveling to and from the Dark Portal will "invite" some merchants who do not have passes to join the trade.
You only need to pay a sum of money to get through as a member of the caravan. The Dark Blade Consortium generally does not care about such trivial matters, so this has become a way for the caravans to make extra money.
There are even some guys who don't care about commercial trade at all, and apply for a pass specifically to conduct this kind of "black car" business. Although there are risks, the money earned from a trip is sometimes much more than buying and selling goods, but a black car is a black car, and it will overturn.
The risk is very high. Once the car is overturned, the pass that I spent a lot of money to apply for will be completely reimbursed.
"You have an unpleasant smell!"
A high-level death knight riding on a nightmare beast pointed at Chaldea, who was sitting on the edge of the cart pulled by a clefthoof ox. There was a hint of suspicion in the undead's eyes, and he said in a dry voice:
"Take off the hood!"
Facing the high-ranking knight's order, Chaldea pulled down his hood and covered his face and sighed. He said to Zeira in his heart:
"It's just one step away, what a pity"
Zeira also saw this accident. The Mother of Holy Light did not care about it. She said to Chaldea:
"We are very close to the Dark Portal, rush! If you encounter a critical situation, I will protect you!"
"good!"
The next moment, Chaldea stretched out his hand as if to take off his hood, but the moment he raised his finger, a dazzling golden light burst out in the center of the caravan. This pure holy light was like a beating.
Like a flame, it ignited the body of the high-level knight in front of him, and melted the four death knights who rushed over into the golden flames.
Chaldea's figure quickly walked towards the door of darkness in front of him. When passing by the fallen arakkoa who was so frightened that he collapsed on the ground, Chaldea hesitated and threw a bag of gold coins to it.
"I'm sorry for disturbing your business. Just consider this as compensation."
After saying that, the priest's figure quickly moved forward and disappeared into the portal that was spinning like a whirlpool in front of him.
Ten minutes later, the fallen arakkoa Zaska and the three goblin tax collectors of the Dark Blade Consortium were thrown into the local prison of the Glory Castle for tax evasion and bribery. What awaits them will be the legal trial of the Dark Blade.
, it is estimated that Zaskka and the goblins will not be able to engage in the promising career of business for the rest of their lives.
The bag of gold coins thrown by Chaldea to Zaskka was sent to the Hellfire Chapter headquarters in Hellfire Fortress as quickly as possible, and appeared in the presence of High Lord Terry a few minutes later.
Angry hands.
Yes, all this happened under the eyes of the great lord
Zella thought that no one in Draenor or Azeroth could discover her existence, but she ignored that when Tyrion actively tried to hide himself, she was also unable to discover the traces of the high lord.
"bite"
A gold coin flew into the air with a light voice, and then fell into the hands of the great lord. Tyrion closed his eyes slightly and rubbed the patterns on the surface of the gold coin. This was a gold coin with a very high gold content.
It looks too much like a product of this world. There are some patterns and letters on the surface of the gold coin, and no one knows what they mean.
But the big lord's fingers could clearly feel that among these dozen gold coins, the two letters on one gold coin had been specially "processed".
"is"
The great lord recited those two letters silently, and the next moment, his ice-blue eyes suddenly opened.
"illidan.ste!"
"Illidan Stormrage! Is he your target? Zera, haven't you given up on him yet? That's great."
Tyrion played with the dozen gold coins in his hand, and his mood became happy at this moment.
He did not assign specific mission goals to Chaldea, because he knew that it would be difficult.
No matter how skilled Chaldea is, he can't hide the risks of this task. This time he has to face an ancestor Naaru, the spirit of holy light who can see through destiny. Any behavior with a purpose may be
It will arouse Zela's suspicion, so the best plan is to have no plan or goal and just let it play out!
Now it seems that senior undercover Chaldee Morgan did not disappoint him!
"Nasa!"
The high lord called out in the darkness. After a moment, the slender body of the shadow quietly appeared in the shadow behind the high lord. She waited for the order. Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief, but asked about a person who looked like
Insignificant questions.
"I heard that Lord Illidan is currently looking for a book of the dead written by the demons of Nathrezim, right?"
"Yes!"
Shadow replied softly:
"Illidan sent out some of his best demon hunters to search for the Dread Lord in various places in Azeroth where demons gathered. They used very cruel methods to extract the Dread Lord's soul.
We are trying to find the original book or a copy of this book, but according to our investigation, this book is not an important magic book, and it does not hide too many secrets."
"To be precise, the Book of the Dead is just the notes of an idle Nasrezim ancestor demon. It contains many anecdotes about the Burning Legion and has no strategic value at all!"
"Where is that book now?"
The high lord asked, Shadow flipped through his own notes, and after a few seconds, said to the high lord:
"Because the Book of the Dead is considered an ancient thing even in the hands of demons, it was kept as a collection and placed in the collection of Tichondrius, the former first lord of Nasrezim. Are you interested in that book?
Do you want me to get it for you?"
"I'm not interested in reading third-rate novels about demons, but since Illidan is interested, why don't we help him?"
The great lord snapped his fingers and gave his most trusted subordinate an opportunity:
"Prepare for an accident, Nasa, deliver the book to the Draenei as quickly as possible, and then release the news at a good time. Since Zera wants to see Illidan, I, as a
Her "old friend" will naturally fulfill her wish."
"And based on how much Zella attaches importance to Illidan, I believe that when His Excellency Illidan encounters "danger", Zella will definitely come forward to help him, walk out of her distant and warm lair, and enter the war-torn Ai
Xerath, I suddenly want to invite Ms. Xerath to be a guest in the Dark Temple."
"Go and make arrangements, Nasa."
"As you command, great lord."
Three days later, in a secret base in Mount Hyjal, Illidan Stormrage, who was training a new group of demon hunters, received a report from his subordinates.
This demon hunter, whose upper body was bare and covered with dark green magic lines, and filled with the power of evil energy as he walked, casually crushed the rune stone. As demon hunters, they were burned when receiving the power of evil energy.
Although blind people can "see" things in other ways, they prefer to use their hearing to obtain information.
At the moment when the rune stone was crushed, the deep voice of Illidan's most loyal subordinate, the master demon hunter who fought the ancient war with him ten thousand years ago, "The Sufferer" Oritus, was in Illidan's ears.
sounded.
"Lord Illidan, we have found traces of the Book of the Dead."
"Two days ago, the Draenei spaceship docked in the Broken Islands was attacked by demons. The Draenei High Guard Ms. Vihari killed a Dread Lord. According to the information we collected, the lady came from there.
The Dread Lord found an ancient tome that looked very much like the Book of the Dead, but when we rushed there, Ms. Vihari had already left the Broken Islands and returned to the Draenei city Sha'tar in the Borean Tundra."
"That Ms. Vihari is said to be the new Grand Guard in the Draenei government and one of the leaders of the Draenei army. She is powerful and has a noble status. It is difficult to obtain the book from her using ordinary methods.
, Therefore, we recommend that you go to Sha'tar in person. There is also a deep hatred between the draenei and demons. If you explain the reason, she will not refuse."
"Um?"
After hearing the report from his subordinates, Illidan wrinkled his forehead and whispered:
"Is it such a coincidence? Weihari, I seem to have heard her story."
