The magnificent Cathedral of Light in Stormwind City rivals Stormwind Fortress in its beauty and nobility, and is the base camp of those who follow the Holy Light.
But under the church, in those dark basements, there is a place of evil and evil, filled with evil warlocks who study various dark forces, and their faces are covered by black cloaks.
The Cult of the Damned, the Scarlet Cross, the Twilight Believers, the Shadow Council, the Dark Believers of the Faceless Men, it is said that all organizations labeled as evil in Azeroth can find their members in the basement of the Cathedral of Light.
The brightest sanctuary also hides the most evil darkness.
Vanessa sneaked into the Cathedral of Light, walked into the dark basement from the side door, and walked through the long corridor. Robbie followed Vanessa. There were many wanderers in black robes in the corridor, who were evil and unknown.
disciples.
Vanessa didn't look sideways, but just walked forward. A strong murderous aura spread out, and there was a burst of chickens and dogs in the corridor. The guys in black cloaks fled in all directions, and soon disappeared without a trace.
In the deepest part of the corridor, in front of a closed stone door, stood an undead warrior holding a sword.
Vanessa took out a black coin. Robbie noticed that the front of the coin was a cat-faced head with magic horns, and the back was lava and flames. The coin was placed in the tray held by the undead warrior, and it made a clear tinkling sound.
sound.
As if by some kind of magic trick, the coin emitted a puff of black smoke and suddenly disappeared.
A low voice came from the door: "Moradim, let the distinguished guest come in."
The stone door opened. The circular room was large and empty, except for a stone table in the center.
A pair of green eyes glanced at Robbie and Vanessa. This was a pure white cat, only the size of a palm, small and exquisite. It was sitting on top of a transparent crystal ball, with its right paw on its chin, thinking like a human being.
Why is it a cat? Robbie looked strange.
Vanessa whispered: "Do you know the little boy selling cats by the canal in Stormwind City?"
Robbie nodded: "I've heard of it."
"They are soliciting business. They are a mysterious race from the depths of the universe. They understand the mysteries of time and space and only serve special people who can pay."
What is money? Is it the cat-faced coin?
"I've checked the timeline you want to go to." White Cat spoke, her movements a little jerky, and she fiddled with the crystal ball: "You two, please come with me."
The crystal ball flew up and carried the white cat to a corner of the room. The wall melted like water waves, revealing a long corridor with no end in sight. There were countless stone doors on both sides, with mysterious symbols engraved on them.
The white cat leads the way, walking through one door after another. It is completely different from the eternal dragon's spinning time. It is obvious that this cat is professional, more humane and focused on customer experience.
After walking for a while, the stone door that I just passed by suddenly opened, and a pure black cat poked its head out.
"Wow! It's rare to see a customer with great potential." Black Cat exclaimed like a child: "First cooperation, free, free."
"free?"
Robbie repeated the sentence subconsciously, and saw the door enlarged in front of his eyes. The next moment he was already inside the door, and the angry voice of the white cat came from behind: "Damn it, you are stealing business from me again!"
Robbie found himself in a basement, standing in the center of the six-pointed star summoning circle.
Sitting on the chair in front of the magic circle was a graceful and elegant woman, probably in her thirties, wearing a low-cut backless dress, revealing half of her white breasts. Her expression was very cold and arrogant, as if she was full of arrogance.
Hanshuang has an average appearance, not an outstanding figure, and the makeup on her face is thicker than watermelon rind.
The woman looked at Robbie sharply, with a very unfriendly expression.
"Excuse me..." Robbie tried to talk.
"Are you the little scoundrel who disturbed my sleep?" The woman made a sharp cry, as if a spoon was scratching the broken pieces of porcelain. She stretched out her forty-five yards of "juicy jade feet" covered with dirt:
"I am the chief courtesan of Stormwind City, flower arrangement girl Margaret, come here and lick my feet."
Oh my gosh, he's still the chief even though he looks like this.
In terms of appearance and figure, even Robbie's fiancée Lisa can knock her out of the park.
Where is this place and why do I meet such an arrogant and rude woman?
"Ignore her, she's just crazy."
A clear and sweet voice came, delicate and charming with a hint of laziness. This was the voice of a peerless beauty.
Robbie followed the sound and saw the black cat who opened the door floating in the air, sitting on a golden broom, wearing a pointed magician's hat on his head and a thick white scarf.
The black cat raised its front paw and pointed at Margaret: "She can't see me or hear me. This is business, customers. You have to understand that in business, you have to fight for customers at all costs."
"Okay!" Robbie shrugged and could only accept his fate: "Can you tell me who you are."
The black cat shrugged his shoulders in a humane manner and explained: "Introducing myself, my name is Anubis. Horu. Isinaphthys. Nefertiti. Cleopatra, resident in AI.
Chief Observer of the continent of Xerath, you should have heard of Agalon, the Observer of Ulduar. My job is similar to his. Of course, my people will not destroy Azeroth. I occasionally do some business to make some extra money, demon.
My names are very long, just call me Black Cat."
"Are you a devil?"
"There are many races in the universe." Black Cat explained patiently: "Those who know how to use dark magic are classified as demons. We are not the same thing as the demons of the Burning Legion. I have seen your guardians. Hold it back.
We didn’t eat him, don’t worry, we don’t eat people, we are just interested in the guardian’s magic-stealing dragon.”
Robbie was shocked after hearing this. It seemed that this cat was very powerful. Of course, it could not be ruled out that it was lying.
"What timeline is it now?"
If those doors in the hallway represent different timelines, then Robbie's current destination is not his.
The black cat blinked its big watery eyes: "The fifteenth year of the Dark Portal, that is, the year Prince Anduin was born."
"Oh, my God."
Robbie frowned, it was indeed not the timeline he wanted to go to.
The black cat licked his paws and explained to Robbie:
"The white cat you met is a very unprofessional novice in our clan. He only meets customers' requirements blindly, but does not know how to help customers solve their problems. I know your purpose. If you didn't come here first, you would have gone to that timeline.
It’s no use, I’m an experienced professional and I have what you want here.”
"Okay, that's all we can do." Robbie spread his hands helplessly: "Then, what's the price?"
The black cat looked at Robbie with big eyes: "Do you know what the devil's favorite food is?"
"Soul, or dark faith? Or grilled fish?"
"That's just the need of low-level demons. Of course the fish still tastes good. By the way, I often go to the Stormwind City subway to catch mice to eat." Black Cat said matter-of-factly.
After all, it is a cat. Even if it becomes a demon, it is difficult to escape its own nature.
The black cat took off his tall pointed hat, revealed his cute little head, and said seriously:
"The price is all this."
Could it be that the price is to become a cat? Robbie's heart sank. (To be continued)