Baron de la Mare secretly arranged for his confidants to study the secrets of time magic, most likely because he wanted to do some big work.
Things have priorities, and Sarlayan doesn't have time to investigate in depth right now.
The situation of the Ascension Bastion made him very worried, and the chaos in Maldraxxus must be quelled as soon as possible.
One wave has not subsided, and another wave has arisen.
The latest information provided by Onyxia made Sarlayan and his party set off again without stopping.
In the original history, the Blighted Mystery was destroyed in the civil war long before the Footman arrived.
The Chamber of Decay is mainly responsible for providing Maldraxxus with various potions as logistical materials, and their combat effectiveness ranks last among the five major chambers.
But after all, Marquis Stradama is a serious demigod, and Sarlayan is very curious about how she was plotted against.
The answer from the messenger lich gave Sharlayan some ideas.
If someone inside the Withered Chamber colluded with foreign enemies, the unprepared Marquis Stradama might indeed be attacked.
Sharlayan's arrival accelerated the otherwise tepid civil war in Maldraxxus.
As the Marquis of Caixus personally led the elite troops to the front line, the Marquis of Gamal, who was deeply under pressure, finally decided to make a desperate move and first find a way to get rid of the soft persimmon of the Withered Secret Academy.
The snow-white gryphon was soaring high in the sky of Maldraxxus. After leaving Baron Drama's secret laboratory, Sarlayan flew as fast as he could to the sky above the Chamber of Blight.
As expected, the Withered Secret Courtyard was now in a state of chaos, and green liquid and gas produced by throwing plague potions could be seen everywhere.
"Hold on tight!"
Sarlayan folded his wings and dived downward at high speed: "Stella! I'll leave those plague gases to you!"
"no problem!"
Stellagosa half-crouched on the gryphon's broad back, her eyes flashing with a dull blue light.
Arcane power is very malleable. As long as the knowledge reserve is sufficient, mages can use arcane magic to simulate any type of elemental spell, including but not limited to ice and fire.
As an outstanding talent cultivated by the blue dragon clan, Stellagosa has long been qualified to read the Demonic Nexus documents at will, and her knowledge reserve is no worse than Jaina.
Stellagosa used arcane magic to simulate wind spells. As Sharlayan dived rapidly, she cast spells to blow away the plague gas along the way one by one.
At this time, there are three factions within the Withered Convent, and the largest one is the Apothecary of the Withered Convent who is still loyal to Stradama.
The traitors from the Chamber of Decay who followed the traitor baron to the enemy formed a force, and a small number of undead structures that were obviously from the Chamber of Creation joined forces with the traitors and were attacking the castle where Marquis Stradama was staying.
Logically speaking, as long as Marquis Stradama takes action personally, the rebellion should be easily suppressed without Gamal and Sindani being present.
However, the battle in the Withered Secret Courtyard is still continuing in full swing. Apparently, Marquis Stradama has encountered some troubles and is temporarily unable to participate in the battle.
When they were about 30 meters away from the ground, Sarlayan reminded the three women: "Get ready...jump!"
The three of them jumped out from Sarlayan's back almost at the same time, and landed on the ground each showing their magical powers.
Stellagosa was the most direct. She landed a flash spell without any fireworks, and used a series of arcane barrages in her backhand to knock away all the abominations that attacked her.
Valeera threw the hook lock in the arm armor and accurately hooked the hook on one of the abomination's hands.
When she got close to a certain distance, Valeera suddenly launched Shadow Step, and within a few seconds, the abomination and the small structures beside it fell one by one.
Onyxia was relatively leisurely. She opened a pair of small dragon wings behind her back in human form, and aimed her left hand at the area with the densest concentration of rebels on the ground.
A hot magma bomb flew out of her hand, knocking the rebels off guard and knocking them off their feet.
When he was close to the ground, Sarlayan suddenly turned into a panther in mid-air and jumped on the back of a fat and strong abomination.
The panther's sense of smell was much stronger than that of its human form, and the stench coming from this abomination made Sarlayan feel nauseous.
Sarlayan, who originally wanted to bite him, hesitated for a moment, and chose to use his leopard claws to smash the abomination's sewn-up head into pieces, and then jumped to the ground deftly to regain his human form.
"I'll leave this to you! Help the defenders of the Withered Secret Courtyard maintain their front, and I'll go to the castle to see the situation of Marquis Stradama first!"
The three people were left to participate in the battle. Without time to report their identities in detail, Sarlayan pulled out the Blade of the Lord of War, injected the power of death and activated the two runes on the sword.
The runes representing the Soul Selection Academy and the Sharp Eye Academy respectively lit up. The pharmacists who tried to stop them were stunned for a moment, and one of the pharmacists who was directing the battle stood up.
"Could it be that you are Sharlayan Deep Shadow?"
Sarlayan turned his attention to the undead pharmacist. His face was wearing a black beak mask, and his true appearance could not be seen.
"Yes, I am Sharlayan Deep Shadow. Where is Marquis Stradama? I have something important to see her."
The beak masked pharmacist sighed softly: "The Marquis was assassinated by the traitor using the latest plague potion while she was unprepared. She needs some time to recover from her injuries and is temporarily unable to participate in the battle."
'Sure enough...it's still a step too late.'
Sarlayan temporarily put aside his annoyance and continued to ask: "Can I see His Excellency the Marquis? My companions will help you eliminate the rebellion."
The beak-mask pharmacist hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded: "Okay, you are the distinguished guest that the Marquis personally named... Poppin!"
"coming!"
An undead pharmacist with a pitted face threw several bottles of explosive potions at the enemy and ran over in a hurry.
"Baron Tarkov, you called me?"
Sarlayan raised his eyebrows slightly: 'Baron?'
The pharmacist known as Tarkov took the time to give Popin a few words: "I can't leave here for the time being. Help me bring the noble guests of the Marquis into the castle."
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Poppin had a lively personality and waved to Sarlayan who was waiting in a familiar manner.
"Brother, don't be in a daze, catch up quickly, time waits for no one!"
After regaining consciousness, Sarlayan nodded to Baron Tarkov, quickened his pace and followed Poppan into the castle boundary.
The chaos of the outside world did not affect this quiet castle, and the noisy sounds were isolated by the barrier.
Although the pharmacists dressed in different clothes were also in a hurry, they all controlled their movements as much as possible.
Poppan explained to Saryan without hesitation: "Marquis Stradama likes a quiet environment. People in the castle will consciously move lightly and make as little noise as possible."
It was not without reason that Baron Tarkov asked Popin to lead the way. This talkative pharmacist introduced Sarlayan to a lot of public information about the Withered Academy in a humorous tone.
From Poppan's mouth, Sarlayan learned that Marquis Stradama was the queen of a certain world during her lifetime, and the country she managed controlled the entire planet.
Like Eliorthe, Stradama's hometown was also destroyed by the Burning Legion, and she was killed by Archimonde himself.
'Archimund took action personally...'
Sarlayan noticed the message.
Archimonde the Defiler is very arrogant, and it is difficult for ordinary mortals to attract his interest.
Stradama deserves the Defiler's personal attention, which probably means that she broke through the limits of mortals and entered the realm of demigods during her lifetime.
Sharlayan, who has dragon blood, will reach the pinnacle of mortals sooner or later. He has always wanted to find an opportunity to ask Queen Azshara about the key to breaking through the limits of mortals.
Unfortunately, Naga, who cooperated with the ancient god En'zoth, and the Guardians of Azeroth camp are at odds with each other. Unless Azshara is willing to jump back, Sharlayan is unlikely to get relevant information from her.
Stradama's life experience aroused Sarlayan's interest, but now is not the time to ask her for advice on this issue. It will not be too late to consider it after everything has settled.
Popin is a confidant of Baron Tarkov, and Baron Tarkov has proven his loyalty with practical actions in previous rebellions.
Under the leadership of Popin, Sarlayan followed him unimpeded all the way to the palace where Stradama was recovering from his injuries.
"Brother, I can only send you here."
After the mission was completed, Poppan waved goodbye to Sarlayan in a carefree manner: "I'm going back to help my brothers. I wish you good luck~"
'good luck?'
Sarlayan was a little confused about Poppin's blessing: 'Is it difficult to get along with Marquis Stradama?'
"Cough~"
A clear, melodious but slightly weak female voice came from behind the heavy door: "Mr. Sarlayan Deep Shadow? Please come in."
After retracting his wandering thoughts, several maids with black veils and masks pushed open the thick door, and Sarlayan calmed down and stepped inside.
Stradama's dormitory area is very large, and it should have integrated many functions such as a dormitory and an office.
But these are not important. After entering the room, Sarlayan saw the most eye-catching symbol at a glance.
One person, a stunning beauty with a sick look on her face, half leaning against the bed.
【???】
【What the fuck?!】
【Little sister! What a beautiful little sister!】
[Glass shards! I want this! Why is the Stradama we see a deformed ooze? 】