Things in the world are always full of surprises and unexpected events.
When we look at history, we always sigh for the ancients who suffered betrayal. Why were we not prepared in advance?
Yes, who is not a party involved can understand how unimaginable the betrayal of Su Ru Lai is.
Just like Velen, Robbie never imagined that he would choose to cooperate with Ner'zhul after losing his power. This bottomless approach is really different from Velen's usual reputation.
It's so unexpected, I really can't imagine it.
Looking at the corpses of dozens of Draenei on the platform of stars, and the blood flowing freely, if he hadn't witnessed it with his own eyes, Robbie would never have believed that they were killed by the prophet Velen.
The deformed monster Acton is not difficult to deal with. Hogg almost dealt with it by himself. He was not able to catch up with Velen for revenge, which made Hogg very unhappy and eager to take out the deformed monster.
"Where will Velen go? I don't know what other plans he has. It's too scary for a prophet who has lived for tens of thousands of years to hide in the dark." Kel'Thuzad had lived long enough after all, and he was very worried.
A draenei prophet, God knows what weird knowledge he knows.
Robbie said with a cold face: "Don't worry, you have to trust our commander."
When the magic shield of the Fortress of Pain was broken, Yrel and his Draenei rangers who were blocking the intersection saw it. Samuelson on the side was stunned and said in surprise:
"They really broke the fortress of pain. What kind of magic was that? It was so unexpected."
Robbie sent a messenger to inform Yrel that the orcs in the Fortress of Pain have lost their fighting capacity and can go rescue the draenei captives.
At this moment, a bright light flashed, and the prophets Velen and Ner'zhul appeared in front of the draenei ranger.
Velen is a powerful priest, not an archmage who can teleport at will. The ability for him to teleport Ner'zhul out of the Fortress of Pain is already the limit of his abilities.
The Draenei ranger who saw Yrel, as well as Samuelson, Velen and Ner'zhul beside him, were all slightly stunned.
The one who was even more surprised was Yrel. When she saw Velen and Ner'zhul together, Yrel thought she had made a mistake and rubbed her eyes fiercely. She looked puzzled and asked in confusion: "
Prophet, Ner'zhul, you..."
"Yrel, is this all your fault?" Velen pointed in the direction of the Fortress of Pain, glared at Yrel, his face twisted like a demon, and shouted loudly:
"Yrel, you colluded with the evil alliance and raided the Shadowmoon clan's fortress of pain. Do you want to destroy the draenei? You brought disaster to Shadowmoon Valley. You executioner, you let the draenei
People are in a state of eternal doom, and you are the sinner of the draenei."
Worthy of being a prophet, Velen was the first to complain. Yrel was caught off guard and became confused. This was completely different from her impression of the gentle Velen who always talked about the Holy Light. Velen's fierce look was revealed.
The huge contrast made her forget that the most important thing to do at this moment was to capture Velen and Ner'zhul.
"Prophet, what are you talking about?" Yrel said reluctantly.
Verena was willing to give him a chance, raised his feet and shouted angrily: "
"Yrel, you, like your dead parents, have plunged the Draenei into the abyss of darkness step by step. You all deserve to die." Velen first pointed at Samuelson, feeling that there was still a possibility of reconciliation with the Dove of Peace.
This is inappropriate, and he hurriedly pointed in the direction of the Land of the Falling Moon: "You were deceived by them and became the lackey of the evil people. Everything you did was evil. You are the culprit of Delaney's destruction. Delaney
They will surely be destroyed by your hand."
Her parents, who had been dead for many years, were Yrel's weakness. At this moment, she could no longer remain calm. She was so angry that she almost lost her mind and asked loudly: "Prophet, what have my parents done? You are not allowed to slander them."
"Your parents, hehe." After delaying for a while, Velen finally breathed a sigh of relief. The power of holy light accumulated in his body could allow him to teleport short distances again. He suddenly felt confident in his heart and said calmly:
"I personally gave your parents to the Shadowmoon clan back then to become food for the orcs. In the name of peace, dozens of orcs tore them alive. I watched from the sidelines. They wailed in pain and begged me for mercy.
I rejected them ruthlessly. Yrel, you, like your parents, are too restless. It is all my fault that I was soft-hearted and failed to make up my mind to get rid of you and your sister early. Otherwise, how could we be here today?
"
Velen let out a cruel laugh, and Ner'zhul once again turned into a ball of bright light and disappeared.
Having been the leader of the draenei people for tens of thousands of years, is it really because of the high esteem of the prophet Velend that the other draenei are useless? They are becoming more and more degenerate, and in tens of thousands of years they have not given birth to a genius who can rival the prophet Velend?
Or maybe the draenei all have no desires and aspirations, have noble minds, and don't want to compete for the leadership position.
The struggle for power has always been cruel. In order to maintain one's dominance, how much invisible blood is flowing in secret. Under the surface of glory and peace, there are also those cruel and murderous and heinous conspiracies hidden.
"Prophet Velen." Yrel was filled with hatred, and then he realized that he had been deceived.
Compared to the wily Velen, Yrel is still far behind.
Samuelson on the side sneered: "In a troubled world, where kindness does not control soldiers, kindness is not king, and the strong is respected, how can one remain in a high position for thousands of years without extraordinary skills? Prophet Viren hid it well.
I really made a mistake, Yrel, it is best not to tell anyone about what you saw today."
Of course, Yrel knew what to do. She sternly ordered all the draenei rangers to shut up and forget everything they saw today. Under the leadership of Yrel, the draenei rangers drove to the Fortress of Pain to rescue the captured Delaney.
Lenny people.
Velen's betrayal made Yrel angry and vented it on the orcs who could not resist. A large number of Shadowmoon clan were slaughtered. There are no perfect people in the world, they are all hypocrites. Only strength is real, Yrel
I finally see through this world.
Robbie's twenty carts came back fully loaded. The sparkling magic gems and the unmistakable brilliance made Samuelson and his subordinates jealous. Only then did he understand what Robbie meant when he said before that he should not miss the opportunity to make a fortune.
What's even more outrageous is the jackal Hogg. This huge jackal struggled to hold five huge snakeskin bags. They were all full and the mouths of the bags couldn't be tied. The gold, silver and jewelry inside were overflowing with brilliance.
Brilliant and eye-catching.
What is shocking is that in Hogg's mouth is a dark red orb the size of a human head, with a water-like halo rippling in circles, like a dark moon hanging in the sky.
"Oh my god, this is the Shadowmoon Orb. Ner'zhul cherishes it like his own staff." The knowledgeable person exclaimed.
Seeing the fifty elite Ashland soldiers brought by Samuelson, Hogg magnanimously grabbed a large handful of jewelry from the bag and scattered it toward the nearby open space, like a small rain of treasures, generously
Fang Dao: "This is what I reward you for. You're welcome. Why are you just standing there? There are many fortresses of pain."
It was rare that he could speak so eloquently with the Shadow Moon Orb in his mouth. As he spoke, he waved his paw at Samuelson, pointed at his big mouth and said: "Are you interested in this orb? Prince Anduin is
I will keep the preferred customer for His Highness the Prince, the price is negotiable, see you later, see you later."
After saying that, he put on his snakeskin bag and struggled to hold the five bags on his shoulders. Hogg disappeared in a flash. (To be continued)