Near the Lightfall Altar, Yrel was still kneeling on the ground and crying loudly. If she didn't know the truth, she would really have thought that she was grieving for the death of Prophet Velen.
Since there is no one else here, who is Yirel doing this crying scene for?
Robbie searched carefully and discovered that there was an image crystal in front of Yrel, hidden in the grass, which recorded Yrel's sad cries. Robbie rubbed his forehead and lamented, this little hoof really likes to show off.
Robbie looked at Vanessa worriedly. Controlling the Dark Star was not an easy task.
The Shadowmoon clan had been preparing for this for hundreds of years, and Ner'zhul was a rare orc genius not seen in a century, but in the end it failed.
Vanessa saw Robbie's worries, smiled like a flower, and said with a little gratitude: "Don't worry, enslaving a dark Naaru has successful experience before. Someone once told me that if you want to succeed, you only need to
Just ask those professionals for help.”
A professional who successfully enslaved a dark naaru? Robbie began to think, does such a person exist?
Vanessa noticed Robbie's question, with a bright face, she tilted her head slightly and asked, "Do you remember Mulu from Sunwell Heights?"
Muru is a very pitiful Naaru. He and the Legion of Light took the inter-dimensional spaceship Storm Fortress into Outland. The other Naaru entered Shattrath City to fight against Illidan. Only Muru stayed to guard the spacecraft.
The elf prince Kael'thas led a surprise attack on Storm Fortress, captured Muru and sent it to Silvermoon City as a gift. As a result, the blood elves extracted the Holy Light and created the first batch of Blood Elf knights. Because of excessive extraction of the Holy Light,
Light, Muru's power of holy light became extremely weak, and eventually degenerated into the dark Naaru.
After the failure of Storm Fortress, Kael'thas attacked Silvermoon City, plundered Muru by the way, and sent him to the rebuilt Sunwell Highlands. Corrupted by Kil'jaeden's power, Muru became a member of the Burning Legion.
elements.
Thinking of poor Muru, Robbie got a hint. There is indeed a successful precedent for controlling a dark naaru. At least Kil'jaeden succeeded. Robbie couldn't help but ask: "Commander, you mean fraud."
Is it Kil'jaeden?"
Vanessa shook her head gently and said with a particularly serious look on her delicate face:
"Kil'jaeden's true form did not successfully enter Azeroth. In fact, he used evil energy to resurrect Kael'thas, control the fallen Narumuru, and rebuild the defenses of the Sunwell Highlands. These tasks were all done by Kil'jaeden.
Gardan's adjutants were completed by the eredar twins. After the failure of the Sunwell, the eredar twins were dismissed from their position as adjutants. Their current situation is miserable. In order to maintain their lives, they have to accept employment from everywhere. As long as a certain price is paid, they can be summoned.
come out."
It turns out that this is the case. It is said that after Kil'jaeden's invasion of Sunwell Plateau failed, the Burning Legion held them responsible for the failure. Someone must stand up and accept the punishment.
The Dreadlord Sasovar the Corruptor should have been the first to be punished. The Legion ordered Sasovar to control a powerful dragon to guard the gate. Instead, he controlled Kalecgos, a warrior scumbag whose weak combat power shamed the Burning Legion.
Kil'jaeden pointed out that being the gatekeeper yourself is better than controlling Kalecgos.
Sasovar argued that he had received a prophecy that Kalecgos would become the Blue Dragon King, a future dragon king, and he should have some abilities. He didn't expect him to be a real talent. Kil'jaeden verified it briefly and found that he was really like this.
The thing is, I really don’t understand why a dragon that fights against five scum can become the Dragon King.
For this reason, Sasoire was able to escape punishment.
The abyss lord Brutalus died in the battle, and the undead dragon Phimis, even if he didn't die, it would be nothing to her.
In the end, the only ones to take the blame were the eredar twins. They lost their positions as lieutenants, were fined five hundred years of wages, and were ordered to lead an army of demons to attack Azeroth to atone for their sins.
It's a pity that the demon army led by the eredar twins is too weak. It has no food and no support. Let alone attacking the continent of Azeroth, life has become a problem. The eredar twins simply broke the pot and broke it.
, regardless of the legion's instructions, led this group of demons to live a mercenary life.
If the eredar twins could be summoned, it would be entirely possible to control the Dark Star. After all, these sisters had successful experience.
Vanessa and Robbie moved some large stones and set them up as a simple altar.
Hearing that the eredar twins were about to be summoned, Yrel came over curiously, with a little tear on her face.
"Yirell, your master Velen just died." Robbie deliberately hit her.
"The image crystal has been used up." Yrel said casually, but he was very enthusiastic about summoning demons: "The Eredar twins, I have seen their sisters' photo albums, and I have long wanted to see them in person."
Summoning the high-level demons of the Burning Legion is not an easy task. Generally, only extremely high-level warlocks can complete it. It is a risky move that carries huge risks.
And the most difficult thing is that after summoning, the demons have very bad tempers. It is not easy to get them to do things honestly. How to enslave the demons is also a problem. If you don't have enough strength, you must use trading methods. After all,
Demons are willing to come to Azeroth, and there are interests and benefits that attract them.
Robbie really wanted to see how Vanessa, who was not a warlock, could summon the Eredar Twins.
The simple altar was set up, and Vanessa took out the summoned sacrifices.
A jar of beef with sauce. After opening the jar, the aroma was so fragrant that Robbie and Yrel swallowed their saliva at the same time.
Vanessa drew a summoning circle on the ground and placed the braised beef in the center.
As the spell from Vanessa's mouth sounded, a huge portal appeared in the center of the magic circle.
"Stupid mortals, you have summoned something that you cannot control. If there is no suitable sacrifice waiting for us, we will kill you with our own hands, eh! What does this smell like?"
The sexy eredar sisters stepped through the portal. Except for a pair of curved magic horns on their heads, they were no different from the draenei women. Probably because they had lived for countless years, they had a mature and steady look.
beauty.
"I miss this smell so much!" As her sister, Queen Saloras smelled the aroma of beef and showed an intoxicated look: "I remember when I was in Sunwell Highlands, I smelled the aroma of beef coming from the orc camp, and I couldn't help it.
My mouth is watering. It's a pity that we failed and have never been able to fulfill our long-cherished wish."
The Erida sisters were sitting on their knees on the ground, sharing the beef in the altar. Their figures were mature and plump, with the front and back curved. Yrel looked at her towering breasts and could only lament.
Vanessa has quietly hidden behind Yrel.
After finishing a jar of beef, the Ereda sisters seemed to be in a good mood. They looked at Robbie who was standing at the front.
"Handsome human, what do you want? Whips, candles, heat, burning, pain, as long as the price is right." My sister, the high-level warlock Oreses, looked seductive.
"Wait a minute, we are mercenaries. We are not prostitutes." Queen Salolas, my sister's sister, pulled her sister who was speaking out loud, and looked at the situation around her, the dark beam of light, the slowly rotating giant ball on the sky.
swirl.
"Looks like you're in trouble, oh! oh! This reminds me of poor Mulu." (To be continued)