Dalaran, a magical city floating in the sky, is the holy land of mages in Azeroth.
Robbie has a very, very bad impression of Dalaran.
Most of the dissatisfaction stems from the original memory of this body.
In order to satisfy the unusually high style of the Dalaran mage and to make that broken stone float in the air, the people of the Kingdom of Stormwind have suffered enough.
This gorgeous city in the sky, not to mention the massive amount of arcane crystals that are consumed in order to float, the maintenance cost alone is a terrifying astronomical figure every year.
A heavy tax that kept King Varian awake.
Orcs, tauren, and trolls value muscle, but they don't care about Dalaran.
The undead attach great importance to the mage profession, but when it comes to Dalaran, the first thing to ask is, can Dalaran be eaten?
The high elves said that it is enough for us to have the sunwell. It is also said that the high elves joined the tribe just to avoid this high tax.
The Horde will not bear Dalaran's huge maintenance costs.
So the cost fell on the Alliance, or to be precise, the people of Stormwind Kingdom.
Born in Lakeside Town, Robbie's parents often worried about this heavy tax.
It can be said that it is the people of the Kingdom of Stormwind who have carried Dalaran on their shoulders.
When people in the Kingdom of Stormwind talk about Dalaran, the kindest thing they say is: I really hope Archimonde comes again.
This broken rock in Dalaran cannot hit anyone, so it has to float in the air in a serious way.
If it had been low-key and parked on a certain mountain, the residents of Stormwind Kingdom would have lived a good life long ago, and Robbie would have been able to eat meat regularly when he was a child.
"Ignorant adventurers, apart from the clatter of gold coins, the turbid bad wine in the glass, and the bloated dancers in the tavern, what do you know?"
Udyr looked around contemptuously and unconsciously recounted the past:
"This distinguished lady is the granddaughter of the Archmage Antonidas. Twenty years after the Dark Portal, the Scourge of the Undead besieged Dalaran. The Archmage Antonidas failed to challenge the Lich King and used the Book of Medivh to summon her.
Archimonde..."
Udyr immediately shut up. He didn't know what happened today.
The Holy Light can't be controlled, so can't it even control its mouth?
"Keep talking, keep breaking the news." Robbie encouraged him from the side.
Yes, this was all Robbie's fault, and he secretly used the confession spell.
The ascetic's confession technique is a little different, and it really makes people repent.
Udyr's unexpected topic also aroused the interest of the onlookers.
The Land of the Falling Moon has been very quiet recently, and I feel so free. It’s quite interesting to hear such a person come out and tell you about the past, regardless of whether it is true or false, believe it or not.
Unexpectedly, Udyr grinned miserably and let go of Andnani.
Adernani knelt down weakly on the ground, her face already full of tears:
"I don't want to marry an orc. I hate orcs. I'm really scared. When I was a child, I witnessed my grandfather being killed by Thrall..."
"shut up."
Udyr stopped Andnani sternly and whispered to himself:
"If you do something wrong, you have to pay the price. If you violate a taboo, it is enough for me to repay it by myself. You are still young, so you have to live well until the day the truth comes."
Udyr put down his weapons and resigned himself to being captured.
"This is a big deal."
The strongest paladin of the Silver Crusade, Tujan Toussaint, the werewolf priest Udyr, and the female mage Andnani, respectively represent the Silver Crusade, the nobles of Stormwind City, and the mage of Dalaran.
The three of them carried Prince Anduin's letter of authorization and were escorted by a large group of Ashran elite guards. They were confident and aggressive and came to seek trouble.
As a result, one died inexplicably, and the other was confirmed as the murderer. As for Andnani, she was frightened to death and almost leaked the secret. It was difficult for Gianna to let her out and embarrass herself.
Marshal Gabriel and General Cash Stormforge both felt a little disgraced, so they had no choice but to take Udyr away and send people to collect Tujan Toussaint's broken corpse.
Udyr kidnapped Andnani and attracted everyone's attention. Without paying attention, Tuyang Toussaint was left with only a naked body, and even his underwear was taken away.
The handsome silver judgment armor, Quel'Sera, the source barrier shield, the mysterious gem ring, and the gloves inlaid with six gems, all disappeared without a trace.
What's even more outrageous is that the huge frost wolf has also disappeared.
Marshal Gabriel's veins were pulsing on his forehead, and General Kash Stormforge was stunned. The Defias Brotherhood's hands were too dark and their attacks were quick enough.
It's a pity that the law does not punish the public and there is no evidence.
Cordana Xiege looked at all this with a smile, feeling that it was not in vain, she winked at Robbie unscrupulously, deliberately passed by Robbie and whispered:
"You are very good. Come to Falling Star Point to find me and enjoy a night of tenderness exclusively for night elves."
Are all night elves so open-minded? Robbie was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to deal with it. He could only look away and pretend not to hear. Cordana Xiege chuckled and left.
Robbie took a deep breath, touched his chin, and poked Hogg beside him: "Do you believe what Udyr said? The great magician Antonidas summoned Archimonde?"
Hogg blinked: "Letter?"
Robbie looked at Hogg in surprise.
"You actually believe this kind of nonsense. Is it okay? Are you committing the same crime?"
Hogg hummed triumphantly and patted Robbie hard on the shoulder: "Young junior, let the seniors teach you workplace experience."
“What does this have to do with workplace experience?”
Hogg looked old-fashioned and hummed a few times:
"Those who come out of society, from the top brass of the Burning Legion to the filthy kobolds in the mines, must pay attention to rules. Without rules, there would be nothing. Before and after the rise of the Lich King, it was Kil the Deceiver.
It was planned by Gardan, and it went smoothly, with outstanding achievements. As a colleague, Archimonde blatantly came out to snatch the credit, which was a violation of the rules. How could Archimonde not even have this insight after living for so many years?
"
"I don't understand." Robbie found it difficult to understand the Jackal's thinking.
Hogg chuckled: "History always exalts one's own people and degrades the enemy to nothing, and at the same time weakens the loser's IQ. Archimonde ordered the Lich King to summon him to Azeroth, Kil'gar
Can Dan agree? This is simply not true. It can only be that Archimonde deceived the archmage Antonidas. Antonidas should have wanted to summon a powerful helper, but in the end he summoned Archimonde: Who am I?
Where am I? Who summoned me? Hahaha, I didn’t mean to take credit. This must be the case.”
"This is just the poor thinking of the jackal." Robbie said sarcastically.
Hogg has the attitude of a sage who understands the world:
"I don't think so. The great magician Antonidas is one of the most powerful wizards in the history of the Kirin Tor. Who can match him in terms of wisdom and erudition? How could he not know the function of the Book of Medivh?
?Giving away people’s heads is already weak and stupid enough, but also giving away mission items by the way is simply retarded. I swear by the three hundred jackal warriors of Hog Ridge, there is definitely something wrong with this history.”
"This!" Robbie felt that it made sense.
"This Jackal is not just talking randomly. There is sufficient evidence to support it. Do you know who recorded the history of Azeroth?" Hogg grinned proudly.
"Isn't it a blizzard?"
Robbie shook his head and said he didn't know.
"Ever since the Council of Tirisfal established the Guardian system, the history of Azeroth has always been recorded by the Guardians." Hogg's expression was slightly gloomy.
Space Mage Medivh.
Exactly.
The last guardian!
…
Ashran, Stormshield.
Passing the spiraling staircase, Udyr stopped in front of an iron door.
Major Samuelson, who was waiting by the door, bowed and saluted.
"What is the form of His Highness?" Udyr asked cautiously. He had a bottle of poison hidden in his arms and was ready to commit suicide at any time.
"Shadow form." Major Samuelson replied expressionlessly.
"With the blessing of the Holy Light, I can save my life." Udyr let out a long breath.
"Yes, you are very lucky." Major Samuelson said: "The prince has entered the shadow form for the first time in a few months, so go ahead and cherish it."
This is a secret palace built deep underground. It is not very luxurious, focusing on comfort, practicality and safety. The large throne is covered with thick animal skins. The prince hidden in the shadow of the mass,
Admire the "Draenor Star" in your hand playfully.
The prince in the shadow state calls himself the "Shadow Reaper". He is strong, confident, calm, a bit nerdy, and occasionally cold and unhuman.
However, cronies generally believe that compared to the hesitation, cowardice, moodiness, indecisiveness, and baseless suspicion of the cronies around him in the light state, the prince in the shadow state is easier to get along with.
"Udyr, do you know what's wrong?"
Udyr quickly bowed: "Go back to His Highness the Prince, my subordinates are incompetent." He secretly looked at His Highness the Prince's confident and young face hidden in the shadows. Compared to the childish appearance in the light, this face undoubtedly brought more benefits to his subordinates.
Much confidence.
Anduin leaned forward, his green eyes looking at Udyr seriously.
"Actually, I don't know either."
Then a hearty laugh broke out.
It wasn't funny at all, so Udyr had to laugh along, feeling a little silly.
Anduin waved his hand generously, smiled slightly and said:
"I have ordered an autopsy by Bishop Faxien, and I believe the results will be available soon."
Udyr nodded repeatedly: "Bishop Faxien is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. There is absolutely no problem. It's just that Tuyang Tussenpo is a disciple of old Fording after all. I'm afraid..."
Shadow Anduin said indifferently: "There is nothing to worry about. Before the attack on the Dark Portal, Khadgar sent people to Northrend to ask Old Fordring for help. Old Fordring refused because Old Cold Legs had an attack. Now
Seeing how things are going on here, he wants to get involved. How can there be such a good thing in the world? Old Fording is already a thing of the past, and he has done a good job in the 'princess' thing."
When it comes to treating the 'princess', the attitudes of light and shadow are completely different.
Bright Anduin is like a puppy guarding its food, cute and pitiful. He doesn't know when he will show his fangs and take a bite. He is the one who planned the trouble this time.
Shadow Anduin is like a lone wolf, saying it doesn't matter as long as it's fun.
This is why Udyr was forgiven even though he messed up.
"Bishop Faxien asks for an audience," the attendant reported.
Shadow Anduin waved him in.
"I have met His Highness the Prince." Bishop Faxien was overjoyed when he saw the Prince's shadow form, and quickly presented the prepared investigation results.
"The autopsy results show that the death of General Tuyang Tucson is related to the Blackstone Tower."
"Blackstone Tower, Nefarian, the black dragon prince with two heads?"