When Sarlayan and others sneaked into the Flannar Underground City under the leadership of Shista, what they saw was an extremely chaotic situation.
Civilians without combat capabilities were running around in panic on the underground streets, and two Faldorei armies with obviously different armor styles were fighting fiercely.
The group with a more primitive and rough style had the absolute upper hand due to their numerical advantage, while the other group with more elegant clothes could only protect the big shots in the center of the formation while fighting and retreating.
The fighting styles of the two factions are also very different. The faction with more people prefers to use their physical advantages to fight the enemy closely, while the faction at a disadvantage is mostly spell casters.
The caster was unable to cast the spell after being approached by a large number of warriors, and the party with stronger individual strength was forced to retreat.
Shista looked uneasily back and forth in the chaotic battle formation. After a while, her eyes finally locked on a Faldorei magic swordsman holding an arcane blade.
"Father!"
Shista's call made the magic swordsman, who was concentrating on the battle, tremble all over, and subconsciously turned around to check.
"not good!"
Anyone without common sense can guess what the consequences of being distracted in the enemy's position would be.
"Vereesa, rescue!"
"I saw!"
"Whoosh!"
The situation deviated seriously from what was originally expected, and Sarlayan and others had no choice but to abandon their prepared plans and adapt accordingly.
Several people could tell at a glance that the well-dressed team was Fadorei's opposition.
Now that they have met, they cannot sit back and watch as one of the top leaders, Sista's father, die.
"clang!"
The legendary rangers are all sharpshooters without exception, and Vereesa arrived in time with just the right support, and her powerful and heavy arrow missed the scimitar that struck Cambot's head.
After walking in front of the gate of Hades, Cambot was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat. He didn't dare to look away anymore, and stabbed the arcane blade in his hand into the chest of the enemy who had the middle door wide open.
Sharlayan summoned his anger and pulled Quel'Sera from his back.
"Stellagosa, Sista is unable to move easily, take her and prepare to evacuate."
"Valeera, prepare the smoke bombs."
"good."
"receive."
After the explanation, Sarlayan stepped on the ground and jumped into the air.
"boom!"
After smashing into the enemy group of Faldorei from the Orasis faction, before waiting for the Faldorei around him to attack, Sarlayan took a deep breath and roared a dragon's roar that resounded throughout the dungeon.
"hold head high!!"
The powerful sonic shock shocked the Faldorei who were closer to the point where their mouths and noses bleed, and those who were farther away were also temporarily unable to move under the shock of the dragon's power.
After a fresh roar of the dragon shocked the entire audience, Sarlayan, who was still a little uncomfortable with it, coughed twice, turned his head and shouted to the dull-eyed Cambot and others: "Why are you still standing there? Retreat!"
"Pfft~"
The smoke grenades prepared by Valeera were thrown into the enemy's position at the right time. The thick white smoke temporarily blocked the sight of the pursuers. The opposition Fa'dorei quickly fled the scene under the guidance of Valeera.
When the smoke dissipated, only a large number of wounded Orasis soldiers were left on the scene, and the important figures of the opposition had already fled.
…
Valeera was not familiar with the Flannar Underground City. After escaping from the smoke, she consciously gave up her position and handed over the task of guiding the way to Shista's father.
After thousands of years of expansion, the Flannar Underground City is very vast, and its overall area has long surpassed the former Flannar Town.
Under the guidance of local people, a group of more than 100 people moved to another temporary shelter.
After temporarily settling down, Shista's father, who was almost in danger, immediately rushed towards his daughter with six spider legs.
"Kista! Are you okay? Your legs..."
During his previous escape, he noticed that Sista's front legs would make a crisp impact sound when they hit the ground while running.
Based on Cambot's previous professional knowledge, it is speculated that this pair of prosthetic limbs should be made of metal materials.
"I'm fine."
Shista was a little emotional: "Thanks to Sharlayan, Valeera and Stellagosa for saving me, otherwise I would have died at the hands of the Withered."
Cambot took a deep breath, barely controlled his emotions, and solemnly bowed his head to thank the three of them after Sista's introduction.
"My name is Cambot. I was once an astrologer in Suramar. Thank you to the three of you for saving my daughter."
"Astrologer?"
Sarlayan, who had taken off his disguise, exchanged glances with Vereesa and others: "How come the astrologer was exiled from the city by Elisande? Have you committed a crime?"
"Ellisande...heh~"
Cambot smiled self-deprecatingly: "Whether you believe it or not, I have never done anything to disgrace Suramar."
"During my exile trial, Elisande never appeared at all. It was her advisor Fandos who presided over the conviction and exile process. I was thrown out of the city without even being qualified to defend myself."
"Fandos..."
Sarlayan's eyes flickered for a moment, and he looked at Valeela, and saw the affirmation in her eyes.
"If I remember correctly, Fandos is not a native of Suramar, right? He was originally from Azsuna?"
Cambot had a look of surprise on his face: "How do you know?"
"Fandos did live in Azsuna in his early years, and it is said that he was one of the local governor's most trusted subordinates."
"After Azsuna was personally punished by Queen Azshara and became decadent, Fandus, who had a chance to escape, fled to Suramar for refuge. With his arcane talent, he gradually gained Elisande's important use, but that was already ten thousand
It happened years ago.”
"It is indeed him."
A cold gleam flashed in Sarlayan's eyes: "A duplicitous guy, actually let him become a master."
Sarlayan first heard the name Fandos from Farodis.
Before Faroldis began his operation to destroy the Well of Eternity, he was reported to Azshara by one of his young aides, causing his plan to be aborted before it could even be launched.
The name of this informant is Fandos, and through the exchange of information with Cambot, it can basically be confirmed that he is the same person.
Such a villain who seeks glory behind his back is unlikely to be reused by the arrogant Azshara.
Unable to get the power he wanted from Azshara, Phandos became angry and turned to Elisande, gradually becoming one of the Grand Magister's most valued advisors.
[The cycle of natural law and retribution is unpleasant. I didn’t expect that the sand sculpture boss in the magic corridor has such a background. 】
[If Faroldis knew that this guy was living so well, his blood pressure would probably skyrocket on the spot.]
[As a reminder, ghosts have no blood pressure.]
[Is this the point? It’s just a metaphor, it’s really tough.]
The matter of Fandos is put aside for the time being. Sooner or later, Sarlayan will catch this guy and leave it to Farodis.
Under Cambot's recommendation, Saryan and others formally established contact with senior leaders of the opposition.
As expected, these elites who were exiled due to defeat in the political struggle were incompatible with Orachis, who vigorously promoted anti-intellectual policies.
The two sides exchanged information with each other and each gained a lot.
After learning that Arcandor had fallen into the hands of the high elves, and that there was hope that the second miracle tree could transform him back into his original elf form, the Fadorei opposition headed by Justina did not hesitate for long, and soon voted unanimously
Agree to form an alliance with the high elves.
However, these people each made some personal requests. They hoped to have the opportunity to personally avenge the Son of the Night who had framed them in the future.
Revenge is normal, and Sharlayan personally has no objection to it, but in the end it still depends on what Prince Kael'thas says.
The current manpower of this group of opponents is definitely no match for the Spider Queen Oraxis who holds military power.
But if the army of high elves is brought here, it is likely to solidify the image of the opposition in collusion with outsiders in the minds of ordinary people in Faldor.
Even if Oraxis' faction can be eradicated with the help of the high elves, this situation will have a certain impact on the opposition's future rise to power.
Under the barrage of suggestions, Sarlayan made another bold plan.
"Let me make a suggestion. It is up to you to decide whether to adopt it or not."
Sarlayan said with bright eyes: "According to your statement, ordinary people and soldiers in Faldorei do not know the real reason behind this internal fight."
"If the truth can be told to them, there is a high probability that these neutrals will not take sides between the two factions, right?"
Justina nodded calmly: "Yes, these unbiased people are also what we want to win over."
"Olaxis's unpopular rule has already aroused the resentment of many people. Her excuse for launching an attack this time is actually very far-fetched. As long as we can expose her lies, there will be many people who are willing to stand on our side.
"
"That's easy to say."
An eager smile appeared on Sarlayan's face: "Let us plan a pleasant beheading operation together."