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"Are you the one sent by your father?" Glomto, the eldest son of Oronoke, a warrior holding a shield and a one-handed axe, was very reckless in his father's words. Nathanos didn't feel that there were too many surprises. This was the nature of a young warrior. But when he really met this orc, he felt that Oronoke's evaluation of his son was too partial.

Glomto was not reckless, but simple. After seeing the token in the hand of a stranger, he began to tell the other party about his current progress, which made the diplomatic wording prepared by the Withered Man go all the way to ruin it, and his behavior simply made Nathanos "see it with admiration". Orunoke sent him to the Kuscanaga camp to find the first piece of the code, and the orc's plan was also very simple. He sneaked into the Naga camp, then grabbed a bad guy, then dragged it into an inconspicuous place in the camp, and fucked and beat the captured Naga to the bruised face before asking for a clue.

The password was placed in an iron box, so the iron box was covered with Naga's camp, and it was impossible to confirm which one was loaded with fragments. What's more difficult was that each box was locked and the key was allocated to the Naga's soldiers.

After hearing all this, Nathanos stared at the bruised sea snake, "So, we cannot secretly attack too many Naga soldiers, otherwise it will easily arouse the suspicion of Nagas."

"Yes." Glomto stared at the Naga prisoner fiercely. The other party's disdain for him at first had completely turned into fear. "This is where I have not taken action. I have observed for several days, but I have not seen any Naga soldiers take out fragments from any box."

Nathanos nodded slowly, wondering how Glomto controlled his impulses and did not directly seek Naga in Kusca's camp to fight to the death? But this is good, at least it proves that he is not a fool.

"It's fun to put it randomly in a box."

"Friend, do you have any solutions?"

Nathanos thought for a while, and he looked at the eroded earth of Shadow Moon Valley and came up with a plan, "Who is the leader of Kuscanaga?"

"A witch named Sesno, who is the captain of the Kuska troops."

"Is she in the camp now?" Nathanos asked.

"Of course, but Illidan will soon let her go to the Dark Temple."

The wither laughed, "That's easy, let's make a firework to see this lady Sesino off."

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The green crystal used for communication is hung on the high platform of the Kuska camp center. It is decorated with a bit of grace. Unlike other parts of the camp, it is full of dust and scales falling from the Nagas when they walk.

Kuscassino was waiting under the crystal. After a while, a pair of eyes burning with flames appeared in the crystal. Sesino bent down respectfully and saluted. In the entire outer world, even the queen of Panya Faski could not make her so humble.

"Listen to your wisdom, Master."

"How are you prepared?" asked the eyes in the crystal.

Sesino felt very frustrated, and the other party didn't even pronounce her name.

"As you tell me, the most elite Kuska has been assembled."

"Are they absolutely loyal?"

"Yes." She was a little angry for a moment, but immediately suppressed again. "Their loyalty to you is better than Ms. Faschi."

"Then come to the Dark Temple immediately and don't delay any more."

"yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, a red light suddenly appeared in the camp. Then there was a loud bang, and then the large pieces of shingle fragments were blown away and fell down one after another, as well as the messy Naga corpses, etc.

"What's going on?" The voice in the crystal seemed furious.

Sesno didn't know either, she looked back and exploded everywhere in the camp. The first thought in the witch Naga's mind was: enemy attack.

"It may be the enemy, Lord Illidan."

"Enemy? Here?" Crystal made an incredible voice. "Go and see the fragments of the curse password, there must be no mistakes."

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Nathanos hid in the dark, watching the Naga camp. The flames in the distance were pounding in his eyes, and he could see the terrible scenes he had created with one hand.

Many buildings were burning. Sesino's men were either blown to death on the spot or accidentally hit the flames and roasted into charcoal. Some were hiding around, worried that the next explosion would happen beside them.

The moment just now was magnificent: the fireball produced by the explosion suddenly rose, like a rising sun jumping out of the sea.

That's exactly what he meant. Only by making this place dangerous enough can the Nagas worry about the security of the password fragments. For Sesno, although Illidan placed such important things casually, it did not mean that she didn't care. She would definitely check whether the things were safe. And Nathanos took advantage of this.

Screams and alarm bells rang through the camp, panic spreading like wildfires.

The explosion is not over yet...

"The ancestors are here!" Glomto felt difficult to breathe - there was choking smoke around him, which made people unable to open their eyes. He had never seen a fire, but had never seen a fire like this. It seemed as if someone had thrown the whole world into a fire pit.

Naga's camp was filled with wreckage of buildings, and the smoke was still emitting. The houses collapsed one after another in the sea of ​​fire.

"How much explosive did you buried?"

"I don't know either." Nathanos shrugged, putting himself out of the matter without any worries. "I just tried my best."

"This explosion can't kill all Nagas, and we still don't know where the fragments are." The orc muttered with his hands covering his mouth and nose, wondering how Nathanos endured the smell of burnt smoke.

Isn't this guy breathing?

"Orc, listen," said Nathanos. "Now Sesno is moving towards the box with the fragments of the curse code. You just need to find her and grab the box. I will be on a high place to cover you with a bow and arrow. Remember, it's better not to have any conflict with Naga. If you are caught, everything will be done."

Glomut's face was covered with gray stains, and there was no trace of blood. He nodded hard. He coughed up a mouthful of sticky phlegm, and the thick smoke from the camp almost made his lungs bubble. The orc said hesitantly: "Are you shooting arrows accurately? There are smoke everywhere here, can you see clearly?"

Nathanos pulled up his hood, his whole face was completely hidden in black, and even the explosion of the flames could not be illuminated.

"If you delay so hard, we will lose a great opportunity."
Chapter completed!