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"Damn the Lord of the Abyss!"

Rakish, who was about to head towards Azsuna via Suramar, looked very gloomy. Recalling Brutalus's contemptuous attitude, he wished he could immediately go back and fight that guy for three hundred rounds.

However, this kind of thought can only be hidden deep in his heart after all. Lakish knows very well that his master Kil'jaeden will not tolerate anyone taking the initiative to provoke internal strife before the war begins.

Perhaps it is because Lakish did not join the Burning Legion out of his own free will. Not only Brutalus, but everyone who knows the origin of "Rakish" does not treat him very well, but generally speaking, he is not treated like The single-minded Annihran is so unabashed.

In the eyes of Brutalus, Rakish, who was given the name "The Butcher", was a pure clown, a tool used by Kil'jaeden for fun.

In fact it is.

But Rakish himself didn't think so. After being brainwashed, he really thought that he was sent to Azeroth to assassinate Velen in order to realize the lofty beliefs of Kil'jaeden and the Burning Legion.

Although Rakish holds the title of Kil'jaeden's special envoy, he can only command the lower-level legion cannon fodder. It is impossible for high-level demons like Brutalus to accept his assignment.

Moreover, what Brutalus said was unreasonable. Since coming to Azeroth, Lakish has indeed not made any achievements.

Considering that the Burning Legion will soon launch a full-scale offensive on Azeroth, Rakish must also speed up his actions to lure Velen out of his lair and kill him as soon as possible.

For this reason, when passing through the city of Suramar, Rakish vented the anger accumulated on Brutalus on the innocent Elisande.

Faced with Lakish's threats and urgings to use the name of a fraudster, Elisande looked a little embarrassed on the surface, but her mood was always calm, and she even vaguely revealed her pity for Lakish. .

'Well, since you are so eager to die, I will make it happen for you. '

Prophet Velen still knew nothing about Rakish's existence at this time. Yrel, who knew the inside story, found various excuses to drag him tightly to New Shattrath.

But after all, Velen has lived for tens of thousands of years and has eaten more salt than Yrel has walked.

And from a certain point of view, Yrel can be regarded as someone Velen watched growing up.

Although he didn't know what his apprentice was doing behind the scenes, Velen could tell that Yrel seemed to be deliberately hiding something, and there was a high probability that this matter was related to him.

As long as Velen's mental loopholes are not involved, he can maintain a rational view of things in most situations.

Since Yrel clumsily tried to hide it from him and delay time, Velen was happy to pretend not to know what was going on. He believed that Yrel, who was kind-hearted, would not do anything harmful to him.

The camera turns back to Suramar.

Lakish, who had been holding back his anger, finally got some happy news from Elisande.

The rumor he had entrusted the Children of the Night to spread had finally taken effect. Velen had thrown away the Council of Bishops who were firmly opposed to him going out alone, and was heading towards the Broken Islands at full speed.

Of course, this is just false news deliberately released by Elisande.

"According to the predictions of our astrologers, Velen coming from the northwest should make landfall on the northern coast of Highmountain, about a week from now."

"A week..." Lakish nodded thoughtfully: "Just right, I can make good use of this week to establish a new stronghold in Azuna."

"Grand Magister, you have done a good job. When the work is completed, I will report the achievements of the Nightborne to Lord Kil'jaeden."

Elisande saluted Rakish with a face full of joy: "Thank you, Special Envoy, for your cultivation. We will continue to pay attention to Velen's itinerary. Once we receive the latest news, I will forward the information to Nassar as soon as possible." Russ Academy.”

Rakish smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, then I'll set off first."

After respectfully watching Rakish lead the team away from Suramar, Elisande retracted the flattering smile on his face and raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Haha~ You don't know it when you are about to die. Is it really because of too much brainwashing that your intelligence has been damaged?"

Elisande quickly edited the text message and passed the latest information to Sarlayan. Then he turned to look at Tel'an, the senior botanist beside him: "Is there any action in Nazjatar?"

"some."

Tel'an nodded and reported: "According to Speaker Deep Shadow's plan, the envoy with Queen Azshara's personal instructions is already on the way and will arrive in Suramar tomorrow morning at the latest."

"Okay." Elisande nodded solemnly: "Be sure to make all preparations in advance. The situation of the special envoy will definitely be very dangerous. I don't want to be blamed by the Queen for making mistakes in the execution of the plan. .”

"Yes!" Nazjatar, rising from the sea, is located on the sea not far south of the Broken Islands, far away from Suramar, the city of the Pearl of the Dark Night.

According to Sarlayan's pre-plan, Nazjatar, which is near the Broken Islands, will soon discover something strange about Suramar City's secret connection with the Burning Legion, and will arrange for a special envoy to lead an elite team to come to Alisan. Moral accountability.

As an insider, Elisande had long known that the Queen had moved to Valdraken and moved into the Deep Shadow Palace without any secret.

The person in charge of Nazjatar's government affairs now is the acting ruling body formed by Azshara, who ordered Vashj to select people from the maids before she left.

In the undercurrent of the game between the two parties, in order to further paralyze Kil'jaeden, Sarlayan of course had to put on a full show and put on a good show for the Deceiver to break up between Suramar and the Dark Night Empire.

After an initial trial run, the Burning Legion as far away as Argus has basically confirmed Suramar's "loyalty". Breaking with the Dark Night Empire is the last letter of nomination that Elisande needs to submit.

Once this elven civil war officially breaks out, the Burning Legion will activate its war machine with all its strength and use the Nightwell to send troops to Azeroth 24 hours a day.

Because of this, Lakish, who was carrying a heavy responsibility, urgently urged Elisande to provide Velen's latest trends.

He must complete the task assigned by the Deceiver before Kil'jaeden leaves in person, otherwise... the Witches will most likely be his final destination.

As Elisande and her advisors looked on coldly, Rakish, who was in high spirits, led his 300 direct troops to accelerate towards Azsuna.

In Rakish's view, the Azsuna region was the children of the night's private territory, and there should be no enemy who would set up an ambush to assassinate him before the war officially started.

Lakish is self-aware. He is just a little transparent among the Burning Legion. Except for Kil'jaeden, most high-level demons do not take him seriously.

It didn't matter if others looked at him in a bad way. Rakish was eager to achieve results just to show his loyalty to Kil'jaeden and prove that his decision to entrust him with the important task was correct.

Although...Rakish's loyalty was false from the beginning and was artificially implanted.

I have to say, this is indeed sad.

"Hurry up! We must reach our destination before night falls!"

Just as Rakish was shouting to speed up with great thoughts about the future, several strange figures suddenly appeared at the far end of the broad road they were passing.

"Mortals of Azeroth?"

Lakish raised his brows slightly: "Vanguard officer, drive them away. If you don't listen to persuasion, kill them on the spot!"

"Yes, Lord Rakish."

A majestic Doom Guard (Ereduin) stood out from the crowd, holding a thick-backed scimitar and walked carelessly towards the few "thin" mortals blocking the way.

"Go away! You are blocking the marching route of the Burning Legion. This is not the place where you despicable creatures should come!"

"Oh?"

The leader, Sarlayan, raised his lips with a half-smile: "What if I don't let you?"

"Then you are looking for death!"

The devil has never been a merciful person. The reason why Lakish asked the vanguard to ask questions first and then kill him was just to give those humble mortals a chance to survive in the name of Elisande who had just made a contribution.

Just when the vanguard officer raised his sword angrily and was about to take action, Lakish finally saw clearly the appearance of the strange visitors, a man and two women.

"Elves, but not children of the night? Forget it, it's not important."

The next second, Rakesh was forced to put away his casual attitude from the previous moment.

"Crack!"

A head still spraying green blood soared into the sky. As the head turned, the pioneer officer's unblinking eyes looked right at Lakish.

"what?!"

Sarlayan shook his right hand that was stained with some evil blood: "Before you set off from Argus, Kil'jaeden didn't let you watch my holographic projection? Am I not worthy? Or are you too confident in yourself? You are like a clown. Mr. Butcher."