In Area 52 of Void Storm, Node Prince Haramed quietly listened to the reports of his subordinates.
"Your Majesty, the Burning Legion is in trouble. Their base has been discovered and they are urging us to ship the goods as soon as possible."
Halamad waved his hand and said indifferently:
"Don't worry, just let the Burning Legion have a headache. We just need to deliver the goods on time. Archimonde, this idiot, must suffer a little. We Ethereals are not that easy to talk to."
In the vast universe, the Astral Consortium is just a small organization. Its scope of activities is limited to the outer realm. It has partial control over the Dark Portal and can smuggle some items into Azeroth.
But behind the Star Boundary Consortium is the powerful Void Spirit Clan. The Void Spirit Clan masters all kinds of incredible high technologies and is a huge star alliance. It is not inferior to the strength of the Burning Legion, so Halamad is not a Void Spirit Clan.
Mond.
The subordinate reported again: "Archimonde asked us to open the Dark Portal. He wants to send legion's army to protect the safety of the goods. Sir, the legion clearly looks down upon our security system. This is a challenge to us.
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Halamad hesitated for a moment and marked out an area on the map of Void Storm:
"Since they want to protect their goods, they can leave it to Archimonde, which will save our manpower. This area is allocated to the Burning Legion, allowing them to build camps, but the core components of the production line must be in our hands.
Lest they deny it later."
The subordinates took the order and left. Haramed processed some documents. Soon it was time to get off work. He walked to the secret room behind the office and took out the unique treasure of the Ethereal Tribe from his arms.
Such treasures are called transmogrifiers' beacons, and they can transform into the appearance of flesh-and-blood creatures.
The Ethereal clan looks like a mummy covered with bandages. When they are killed, they will turn into a ball of ashes and disappear without a trace. No one knows what secrets are hidden under the bandages.
Few people know that the Ethereal tribe can use the Transformer Beacon to transform and integrate into the lives of other tribes. This is an extremely clever transformation tool, and even their own tribe cannot see its flaws.
Halamad used the transmogrifier beacon to transform into a beautiful and charming female goblin. She dressed up carefully and put on gorgeous clothes. There are many goblins in District 52, and they look for them in their spare time after work.
Have fun.
"Tonight, you are the queen of the ball again." Haramed said to the mirror, his voice was also perfect. This female goblin has now made a name for herself in District 52, and Haramed enjoys this very much.
Feel.
Halamad put on his high heels, walked briskly, and sneaked out through the back door with his bag. This was his little secret, and he didn't want his subordinates to know, otherwise he would be destined to lose face and be laughed at by countless tribesmen.
Walking on the dim street, Haramed hummed a light tune. He was very much looking forward to the next dance, and even more looking forward to a perfect encounter.
An orc walked over to him, and Halamad didn't pay attention. The Outland was originally the home of the orcs, and there were many orc tribes near District 52. The Astral Consortium hired many orcs as coolies.
A sound of wind came from behind his head, and Haramad instinctively dodged, but he forgot that his body was that of a tiny goblin, and he was unable to dodge, and severe pain came from the back of his head.
"Damn it, a bold orc actually attacked me. The security in District 52 should be rectified." Haramed was furious. His strength was quite good and he could easily defeat dozens of strong orcs.
But then, Haramed showed a look of horror. He felt waves of dizziness. It was obvious that this was no ordinary sneak attack. It contained powerful magic power. The ferocious face of the orc became increasingly blurry in his eyes.
After Haramad woke up, he found that he was tightly tied and the surroundings were dark. Haramad recognized that this was probably a cave. Area 52 was surrounded by ravines and large and small caves.
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"Who are you?" Halamad asked in a high voice.
The orc showed a strange smile: "I was sent by the great savior Thrall to serve the noble Lord Eitrigg. The purpose is to capture you and take you back to give medicine to the great savior Thrall."
"Savior Thrall? You mean that dirty orc? The cruel and despicable liar?" Haramed roared: "Stupid orc, do you know who I am? You have arrested the wrong person."
The orc shook his head, grinned and said: "Yes, Lord Eitrigg's order is to capture you, Node Prince Haramed."
Halamad was stunned for a long time and asked: "How did you know?"
The orc smiled slightly: "I have been observing you for many days, Haramed. You have turned into a female goblin. You can deceive others, but you cannot deceive me. The dancing girl has a low status among the goblins, and there is only flattery and humility in her eyes.
But hidden in your eyes is triumphant mockery."
Haramed sighed: "I was actually seen through by an orc. Well, we Ethereals are not flesh-and-blood creatures, but we can't take any medicine. Let me go quickly, and I will pretend that nothing happened."
The orc smiled ferociously: "Haramed, have you ever heard of the medicine of Schisandra chinensis?"
"What is Schisandra chinensis?" Halamad was a little confused.
The orc looked down on him and laughed:
"You don't know this. The so-called schisandra requires direct blood relatives of five trade princes, supplemented by various precious herbs, to make a superior tonic with excellent effects. The trade prince of Bilgewater Port escaped, and the new
The Trade Prince has not yet appeared. You are the Node Prince of the Astral Consortium and can be used as a substitute. I originally wanted to kidnap your children, but I couldn’t figure out the blood relationship between your Void Spirit clan, so I had to kidnap you."
Haramad was angry and amused after hearing this: "Confused, what kind of damn secret medicine is that? It's a lie. Your savior was fooled. Why don't you let me go quickly? Our Ethereal Tribe has advanced technology. No matter what
All diseases can be cured."
"Haha, you don't even know the origin of the Trolls' secret medicine. They have a history of more than 25,000 years. How can they be compared to your tiny Ethereal Tribe." The orcs refused to listen to Halamad's explanation.
, just kept mocking him.
Halamad was so angry that he almost fainted. The orcs left quickly and took away his changer beacon, saying that they were looking for someone to send Halamad away.
Halamad could only pray secretly in his heart, hoping that his subordinates could find this place as soon as possible.
In the dark cave, I don't know how many days have passed. The time limit of the changer's beacon has expired, and Haramad has returned to his original state. His exquisite goblin costume has become a pile of rags.
strip.
Halamad's subordinates were quite capable, and they found this place within a few days, thanks to the high technology of the Ethereal Tribe.
"Dear Sir, what happened?"
Halamad couldn't say that he was kidnapped by an orc. This was too embarrassing. He gritted his teeth and said: "It's our old rival, Node Prince Shafar. He sent people to kidnap me. I will never let him go."
Pass him."
Returning to the office in District 52, Halamad hurriedly checked the core components. In the past few days when he was missing, no outsiders had touched the core components, which made him feel relieved.