Ner'zhul fiddled with the staff, sketching out an illusion of Robbie, and then it shattered like a bubble.
"I will kill him with my own hands and destroy the only hope of the Draenei. I will make Velen surrender to me in front of this pitiful corpse. I will prove that his prophecy is worthless."
"Chief Ner'zhul, I think you may be mistaken." The little goblin suppressed the idea of laughing. After all, it is very dangerous to mock an orc chief.
"We, the Dove of Peace, have already investigated. He is the blasphemer Kabol, just an insignificant cannon fodder, not the mysterious fiftieth member of the Dark Portal."
"cannon fodder?"
Ner'zhul sneered. As the chief of the Shadowmoon Clan, he only took advantage of these "Doves of Peace" who took the initiative to show their kindness, and never put them on an equal footing.
"This chief has long heard that this human defeated an orc named Thrall in front of the Dark Portal. He has a very important position in your world and is now active in the Frostfire Ridge area. You have to tell me that he defeated an orc named Thrall.
A noble orc can only serve as cannon fodder?"
"No, Chief, this is a shameful rumor."
The little goblin made a harsh voice. In order to protect Thrall's reputation, he subconsciously ignored the horror of Ner'zhul: "Only a stupid fool would believe such a low-level lie."
Ner'zhul leaned down, grabbed the little goblin, and tightened his neck tightly, watching his pitiful and futile struggle, until his limbs twitched and he stopped.
"No one can laugh at the great chief of the Shadowmoon clan." Ner'zhul slammed the goblin to the ground. The little goblin slowly sat up. It took him a long time to catch his breath, and he kept coughing.
"Inform your poor companions that the time of allegiance has come."
…
Yrel and his sister Samara depend on each other for life, and they are also her only relatives.
The Draenei have never had a natural death. How Yrel, who was born in Draenor, died, is very intriguing. Looking at the current situation in Shadowmoon Valley, the answer is actually self-evident.
Samara is shorter than Yrel and has a plump figure. She has the simplicity and enthusiasm of the Draenei people. She greeted Robbie and Vanessa with a smile on her face, and served two cups of special boiled drinks with water floating in the cup.
A purple flower.
Talador Orchid is a beautiful and highly poisonous flower. The poison can only be removed by thorough cooking. It has a light bitter taste and is of great benefit to the growth of mental power.
After showing enough politeness, Samara went about her business.
After chatting for a while, seeing her sister's hard work, Yrel also helped.
The Delaney sisters are processing some kind of food, a lumpy plant root that is cooked and softened, then processed into a shape similar to bread, and sprinkled with a little seasoning.
With the influx of adventurers, the number of people in the Land of Fallen Moon increased, and the draenei's work increased accordingly. Samara was hired to provide food for a small team.
Robbie stared at Samara's busy back and couldn't stop.
"What, you like the plumper type?" Vanessa's voice was cold.
"Commander, you misunderstood. I just feel that this Delaney is a little special." Robbie couldn't say that Samara's blood could summon the Dark Star. He didn't believe it himself.
"It's just an intuition, but I can't explain it." Robbie could only explain it this way.
"Really? I want to see if your intuition is accurate." Vanessa's tone was much more soothing, and she put on Sargeras' cursed vision.
"Oh, it's really interesting. I've been searching so hard, but I didn't expect it to be so close." Vanessa took off her blindfold, hesitated for a while, then took out a piece of paper and handed it to Robbie.
"Write anything you like."
"What to write and to whom?" Robbie was confused.
"You have to say something when you take other people's things. I'm not good at this." Vanessa said simply.
Robbie didn't understand. He thought about it and wrote a line on the paper:
"I won't tell you, I won't tell you."
Crumpling the note into a ball, Vanessa crept up to the Delaney sisters like a cat. She just glanced at them and immediately returned to Robbie's side.
Opening her palm, she found a black gem the size of a small finger cap. Like the darkest night, it seemed that even a person's soul could be inhaled.
Excellent stealing skills.
"What is this?" Robbie asked.
"The fragment of the Dark Star." Vanessa whispered: "The Draenei don't know the origin of this object and like to use it as a decoration. I got it from the pendant of Samara's necklace. It's such a big one.
This is the first time I’ve seen one piece.”
Robbie was shocked.
Vanessa actually knows about Dark Star.
At the moment, Velen doesn't even know about the existence of the Dark Star.
The Delaney sisters finished their work and left enough food. Samara took the food box and left the house.
Yrel greeted Robbie and Vanessa warmly and tasted Draenei food.
Robbie took a taste. It tasted very bad and he could barely swallow it.
Vanessa just took a small bite and never moved again.
Draenei people advocate spiritual pursuits and are not particularly careful about food.
Would adventurers from Azeroth eat preserved fruits like this?
Yirel ate very deliciously. It was probably the food from his hometown that aroused the memory of his taste buds.
"Yirell, who hired your sister?" Robbie wanted to say, "It's the one with blind eyes," but he could only give up because he was worried about being attacked by unknown hoofs.
Yirel's mouth was filled with food, and he pouted his cheeks and said: "I heard that they are a group of adventurers who live at the Truna Observatory. They are very generous and gave them a lot of gold coins."
Truna Observatory?
Adventurers flocked to the village of Amboli, and there was not enough room to live in. It was not surprising that people were also living in the Truna Observatory.
Robbie still remembered that in the game, Ner'zhul kidnapped Samara, which was at the Truna Observatory.
not good.
Robbie's heart sank.
No adventurer can tolerate draenei food every day.
"Hurry up and go to the Truna Observatory. I hope nothing happens tonight." Robbie didn't have time to explain, so he grabbed the cursed torch and ran out of the door.
Vanessa didn't hesitate at all, and was even faster than Robbie. Yrel was stunned, and realized that it was related to her sister's safety. Her expression changed with shock, and she picked up the Hammer of the Naaru and followed.
When I arrived here, I found out that the Truna Observatory was closed. It was said that the mages of Dalaran were observing the stars.
The guards guarding the gate were well-equipped, arrogant, and of high military rank. When they saw Robbie, they didn't even raise an eyelid.
"Gungun, anyone who dares to disturb the masters from watching the stars is going against the alliance and will be shot without mercy."
These soldiers wore uniform uniforms and were painted with a white dove grasping an olive branch.
Dove of peace.
A scream came from inside the observatory.
"Yrel, your sister is inside." Robbie shouted. In this situation, Yrel, who is a Draenei, is most suitable to come forward.
Yirel's eyes widened and he kicked out hard. Several guards broke their bones and tendons on the spot and fell to the ground.
Robbie grabbed Yrel's arm and broke into the Truna Observatory. Suddenly he felt a biting cold wind coming towards him, and the powerful power of shadow squeezed every inch of space.
A naked and strong orc stood in the center of the observatory and cast a spell. Yrel's sister Samara and several Draenei astrologers were imprisoned in the air.
"The chief of the Shadowmoon clan, Ner'zhul." Yrel gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.
"Do you know Ner'zhul?" Robbie asked in surprise.
"I don't know. Someone told me that if you meet a naked orc with a staff in his hand and a look that wants to be beaten, it is most likely Ner'zhul."
Robbie: “…….”
Among the Seven Heroes of Draenor, Ner'zhul is not the strongest.
Even compared to spells, Ner'zhul is inferior to Gul'dan.
However, Ner'zhul has a perfect upper body, beautiful lines, and concave and convex muscles, which attracts countless female orcs, ranking first among the Seven Heroes of Draenor.
So he always goes topless to show off his strengths at any time.
The price was that Ner'zhul's wife Rur'kan couldn't stand his promiscuity and separated from him.
Now, this orc with perfect muscles has a gloomy face with evil intentions, and his evil right hand reaches for the plump breasts of the female Draenei.
"No, Samara," Yrel shouted.
"Let go of that female Delaney." Robbie also shouted.
Samara shouted in pain: "Ner'zhul, what are you going to do? Yrel, leave quickly."
Ner'zhul pulled off the pendant of Samara's necklace, hid it secretly, and deliberately shouted: "How lucky, the blood of this draenei can summon the Dark Star." After saying that, he looked at Robbie and said with a sinister smile.
: "Human, you came at just the right time."
Next to Ner'zhul, six mages from the Dove of Peace cast spells together. A gap opened in the void, and something was responding to the call. The six of them were sweating profusely. It was obvious that they were at the critical moment of casting spells, and they were all working hard.
, don’t dare to be careless in the slightest.
"You are too slow, you will become a sacrifice to the void."
Ner'zhul raised his staff, and a huge suction force was generated in the gap, sucking all six of them in, and they didn't even have time to utter a exclamation.
A three-meter-tall shadow demon walked out of the crack and roared at Robbie.
"Eat this human." Ner'zhul pointed at Robbie.
The shadow demon didn't move.
Ner'zhul was wondering: Could it be that my shouting was too weak? By the way, I should be calling the demon by name.
"Kanos, who comes from the depths of the void, obeys the ancient contract and devours this human being." Ner'zhul shouted with great momentum.
The shadow demon remained motionless.
Robbie knew in his heart that this must be Vanessa's fault.
"Well, Chief Ner'zhul, if you take away the little girl's pendant, I won't say anything. Why don't you open it and take a look?" Robbie reminded.
The little trick was discovered. Ner'zhul blushed and felt a little embarrassed. He opened the pendant and took out a small note.
"I won't tell you, I won't tell you."
What do you mean? Ner'zhul frowned, confused.
Ner'zhul received enlightenment from his ancestors, and only knew that the key item to communicate with the Dark Star was in Samara's pendant, but he did not know what it was.
"Nothing can trouble the great chief of the Shadowmoon Clan," Ner'zhul laughed and said proudly: "This must be a spell to communicate with the Dark Star." (To be continued)