New Order of Azeroth

The chaos in most areas of the city has subsided. The first wave of the Twilight Hammer's impact was extremely violent. This group of people was not afraid of death. The attack came extremely suddenly, causing many casualties among civilians and soldiers.

Unfortunately, it was five years ahead of schedule, and the number of Twilight believers was not as large as in the future. The elites of MI7 and the city guards fought bloody battles, and now they have controlled several important places and most of the transportation arteries, but some corner ones The place is still very chaotic.

There was a mixture of fish and dragons, and ordinary people who couldn't see the situation turned into mobs and joined this so-called feast.

It is common to see remnants of the Twilight Hammer inciting a large number of citizens who don't know the truth to cause trouble, and the chaos in the city may continue in the dark for some time.

Vanessa was originally worried that a mage would use a retroactive tracking spell. She remembered that Khadgar had cast a similar spell, but now she was completely relieved. The city was in chaos, and there were also crazy mages causing trouble, and all kinds of supernatural energies were mixed in. Among them, if this can be tracked, it will be a ghost.

Three strikes, five strikes and two strikes defeated two Twilight believers and more than ten mobs, and saved four or five civilians.

Ignoring the civilians' business, Vanessa singled out the Twilight believers among them. She wanted to know why these people rebelled today.

According to her memory, it is far from the time of the so-called Twilight Trial. Did she remember it wrong, or has reality been changed? Gotta figure it out.

"Who are you? What is your purpose?"

She asked again and again, but the Twilight believers just sneered, and one of the believers even looked up at the sky with great arrogance.

Is there something in the sky? Vanessa and the little dwarf couldn't help but watch along with them. There was nothing!

Neuropathy! Can't afford to offend! He found a rope and tied up the two Twilight believers, then took the little dwarf and prepared to leave the city.

As I turned a corner, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

"Miss Vanessa Van Cleef." A strange voice sounded from behind. Not only did the other person see her, he also called her by her real name.

Her steps paused. It was not surprising to call out the name Vanessa. After all, her public identity was Hope Vanessa Struy, but calling out the surname Van Cleef was terrifying.

She turned around slowly and saw a thin middle-aged man calling her.

First, she looked at the other person. This guy was one of the civilians she had rescued before. He was a middle-aged man.

He doesn't look like a rich man or an aristocrat. The middle-aged man has short hair and a thick beard. He has an old face that looks like he is about forty years old. His arms are tight, but his muscles lack explosive power. He is obviously not a melee professional. The clothes on his body are not robes or armor but very strong. Ordinary civilians have no energy response. This person does not look like an extraordinary person. Vanessa immediately lowered her guard. It would be useless even if the throat of such an ordinary person is broken. It will not take more than 10 seconds to kill such a person. Two seconds.

"Is something wrong? Stranger?" Even though the power of fire in her body is almost exhausted, her ability as a thief is still there. She can kill people and escape. In a big city with a population of 200,000, it is too easy to hide.

"Why did you destroy the Cathedral of Holy Light? Has the Brotherhood still not given up on the panic-creating method of doing things? Listen to my advice, give up, return to normal life, and let the hatred of the previous generation pass." The middle-aged man said A sincere look.

Uncle, who are you? Inexplicable!

Won't everything caused by the Twilight's Hammer be blamed on the Brotherhood? The Brotherhood is also very capable!

In order not to take the blame, she pointed to the billowing smoke in the city and explained: "Did I do that? Those thugs who robbed the neighbors are all my people? Open your eyes and see clearly, that's what I did." You, Stormwind City, are your own cancer! Stormwind City is not just, and Westfall is not evil either!"

At this time, she had already thought of a lot of things. This person was probably Da Fan's old friend during his lifetime, or even a good friend? Otherwise she wouldn't have been called by her name.

As the president of the Stonemason's Union, he has presided over and built many large-scale construction projects. Da Fan is a role model for everyone in the world to recognize a king. It is not surprising that he has several close family friends. She kills every one she sees?

Druids are not opposed to killing, and the pursuit of natural balance is the core idea of ​​this profession.

Relying on plants for purification is a balance, and relying on flames for burning is also a balance. She has no principle of not killing, but she does not have the habit of killing indiscriminately.

The other party seemed to see through her thoughts: "Is this what you really think? I hope my decision today is correct... I am Barons Alexton. You have probably never heard of me. Name, come with me, a large-scale search has begun in the city, it is difficult for you to escape, run through the sewers, and don’t come to Stormwind City again.”

The other party motioned for her to follow him.

Vanessa guessed that the other party still didn't trust her, and just wanted to help her once because of Da Fan's face.

She had already searched before, and several passages leading outside the city were heavily guarded. It was really difficult to escape without alerting the guards. UU reading www.uukansｈhu. net

"Why are you helping me? You are hostile to me. Do you want to lure me into the encirclement?" she asked the middle-aged man straightforwardly.

The middle-aged man stopped, his cloudy eyes showing extremely complex emotions.

He sighed. There really was no basis for trust between the two parties, and his move to lead the way was too reckless.

"I was your father's friend. Although I don't approve of his subsequent path, this city owes him an explanation, so be it."

The middle-aged man squatted on the ground and quickly drew a sketch: "You should know the structure of Stormwind City very well. Follow the avenue in front of us to the end, and then turn left..."

The middle-aged man knew the layout of the city very well, and he easily sketched out the nearby terrain and marked at least three exits.

"It's up to you whether you believe it or not. I'm not a minister or a general. I'm just a craftsman. I don't have the right to mobilize troops. Run away quickly and don't get caught."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, turned around and walked into another street.

Strange guy! Vanessa had no impression of this Barons. He had a bit of a northern accent and his name sounded weird.

Comparing the map drawn by the other party with the layout map of Stormwind City taught by Da Fan's predecessor, she was already convinced by three points, that is, three points.

Only then did she have time to ask the little dwarf: "How long are you going to follow me? Shall I take you back to your fellow tribesmen?"

The little dwarf kicked her short legs as hard as she could, shaking her big round face like a rattle. She was afraid that the dwarfs would ask her to compensate for the helicopter. She had no money and couldn't afford the compensation at all.

"They will definitely ask me to compensate. Do you have money? Why don't you lend me some?" She looked at Vanessa pitifully.