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The ogres in the camp have always been stupid, but Ohahn dared not underestimate this race at all. In Phelas, she had two enemies. One was the night elf sentry stationed in the Fortress of Yuyue. Their leader Sandys Yuyue was comparable to her. The two had collided many times, but no one could take advantage of each other. There was also an enemy who was an ogre with a look that was somewhat different from the ogre. He was double-headed, covered with eyes, some stone-like objects on his back, and two crossed scars on his chest, like a guy who escaped from death in a certain battle. He had just arrived here not long ago, and occupied the Hammer of Doom at the speed that Ohahn and Sandys had no time to react. Now there are believers of the Twilight Sect everywhere. The ogres were called Gugal by his believers.

For Ohahn, Gugar is the real enemy. His master Nathanos Wither has sent a message that a catastrophe will come soon. She must report on the situation of Phelas at all times. Not far south of this land is a desolate place. Ohahn knows the heavy responsibility on his shoulders.

At this time, the female orc wearing a wolf-skin hat heard a quarrel in the camp. She slowly closed her eyes and told others that she didn't want to reconcile the conflicts between the two idiots because of food.

It is hard to imagine that she led a group of small-scale stone fist ogres and alliances and other forces to compete for the territory of Phelas. Compared with the crossbows and ancient trees in the Fortress of Phelas, her power seems to be weak. Nathanos once asked her how she maintains the balance of strength between the Alliance of Phelas and the Horde. O'Han responded only three words: her life.

"Ohahn! A little guy! Come to the camp!" The ogre below yelled at the figure who was more than twice as small as him.

Despite the possible new situation, O'Haen was not interested in paying attention to her guards. She just stood on the watchtower and looked silently at the Mallet of Doom, which was still standing in the distance, with birds flying out of sight from time to time.

Finally lost interest, Ohahn looked down at the ogre. "What happened?"

The stupid guy whined something in his mouth, then raised his greasy left hand and pointed to the camp gate.

O'Haan saw a figure in a hooded robe at first glance.

The figure turned around and left slowly, as if she was a little unhappy because she had been waiting for too long. O'Haan remained absolutely quiet, fearing that a little action would arouse the suspicion of some people with good intelligence in the camp. After a long time, she finally took a deep breath after the figure disappeared without a trace.

"Just an adventurer, don't care."

In the evening, when the ogre in the camp snored and fell asleep, Ohahn walked into the dense and dark forest alone, leaving hidden magic marks to guide her, but the female orc soon discovered that she was heading towards the Fortress of Yuyue.

Before O'Haen found the man, a burst of laughter from the child reached her ears. Four night elves were playing under a big tree in the Kadore post on the coast. The game they played seemed to be called hide and seek.

"They look so happy," O'Haan commented.

The air from the big tree on her left suddenly condensed and formed into shape and separated from the space. Then she revealed her true body, showing a necromancer who looked unfathomable.

"The Fortress of the Feather Moon is on a small island near the inland of Phelas, which is safer there." The necromancer murmured, with golden eyes looking very puzzled. "And why are there children here? Phelas... it's not peaceful."

O'Haan glanced at Merriel briefly, and the memory of him became active in his mind. They were the two original swords of decay, and those who originally had such titles were absolutely obeying Nathanos' orders, but Merriel seemed to be an exception.

"These children are not from Danasus, they are children of the Hammer of Doom," O'Hammer explained. "Before the Hammer of Twilight occupied that city, Sandys had rescued the night elves children inside. They were all the bloodlines of the upper elves, so whether Tyrande would like to accept them is still a mystery. Until the priestess answered, Sandys could only place them here."

"Birds of a feather flock together. The elves will never forgive some people's past mistakes." Merriel turned his eyes back to the children. "This is what Nathanos said."

O'Haan suddenly felt that he hadn't seen his master for too long, so long that Nathanos seemed like a stranger in her eyes. "What are you looking for me?"

Merriel looked at her. "The Withering Posses attach great importance to the situation here, about... Twilight Hammer."

"If the master wants this territory, it only takes me a month to get the Forgotten Battle Flag to penetrate all over Ferras," O'Haen said anxiously.

"The Twilight Hammer is the real threat. Nathanos hopes that Phelas will be as quiet as before, so he sent me to help you."

"'Help'?" The female orc showed displeasure for the first time since Merriel arrived. "I'm afraid I don't need your help, Lord Merriel. As the Sword of Withering, I think you should be very clear about the precedent we have never cooperated."

At this time, the children were called back to the wooden house where they lived by a night elf sentry. From time to time at night, there were always bear monsters or some other dangers. Although it was an extraordinary time, considering the two nearby figures at this moment, these children were at least safe for the moment.

"As the Sword of Withering, I think you are also very clear that obeying orders is the most basic principle."

The Ogre Sword wanted to speak, but at this moment, she noticed that the expression on the mage's face was a little serious. Perhaps even he was a little dissatisfied with the arrangement of the Withered One.

"Thank you for your reminder. So can you tell me what the master's plan is?"

"Like the Forgotten, Twilight Hammer is also a hidden force. Their actions were just small-scale fights. But the catastrophe would cause them to escape from all over the world. It would be troublesome to clean up the enemies too scattered. Nathanos asked us to have spies from other places to solve the members of Twilight Hammer from all over the world. As long as the scattered members disappeared one by one, Twilight Hammer would choose to concentrate on their actions. That was exactly what Nathanos wanted."
Chapter completed!