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In the past, Fidelick had never dared to walk alone on the dark streets of Maraton. Of course, there was no need to worry about danger in Maraton.

However, Fidelick was not the first group to join the Forgotten, and he was not the real Forgotten, and even his name was not real. Only a few people knew his true face.

It is precisely because he does not belong to this kingdom of the deceased that he must be extremely careful. The withered eyes are everywhere.

He changed into this stinky skin to deceive those people. He now serves a new master. After signing a contract, Fidelick must follow the master's instructions, and he will gain reputation, protection, and power.

Walking out of the underground world of Maraton, the breeze was mixed with gravel and hot air waves. Fidelick looked around and observed whether he was likely to be followed. At Megnos Tavern, he did not tell the truth: he had no experience of being abandoned, nor did he hate human beings, because he was not of that race. He did all this for missions, and also for revenge, and to revenge the withered.

But his power was too small. In desperation, he came to Kalimdo and reached a deal with others.

Tonight, he was asked to go to the tavern and spread rumors that provoked disputes. Before that, he never dared to approach such places. The more people came and went, there would usually be eyeliners from the Danbing Organization. He would rather hide away from it and avoid it.

Fortunately, the task was completed successfully.

After a while, Fidric released teleportation magic in a hidden corner. The Withered Fortress was strictly guarded, but most of them monitored the abnormal movements in the desert, and no one paid attention to what happened in the fortress.

Teleportation is an extremely laborious spell, and the longer the teleportation distance, the more difficult it is.

To get the reward, it is worth making some sacrifices. Thanks to the reward, he can even enter and exit the tavern and drink.

...

Saren Singer Weaver stood on the hills of Razor Ridge, overlooking the land at the foot of the mountain. Even if the blood elves joined the tribe, he never thought that he would live in an orc environment one day.

Although Razor Ridge belongs to orc territory, this is not the place where Saren wants to stay. The conditions here are too poor, far less than Silver Moon City. Of course, he has a home now and cannot go back. After the Battle of Theramore, his identity as a minion of Hellscream was exposed. Regent Aurelia and the great wizard Aesas didn't like him, and even ordered him to secretly capture him. As a forced person, Saren had to leave the sphere of influence of the blood elves.

At this time, a teleportation light flashed, and the person he was waiting for finally appeared.

"You are late." The song weaver's words were uncovered reproach.

Fidric patted his trouser legs, but did not give the blood elf a good look. "Why is it a blood elf? I thought it was an orc who wanted to meet me."

"Don't you know the reason?" Saren snorted, "The chief said that it will be even more...friendly to meet you and me."

"Hmph, you are even more disgusting than dead people." Fidelick sarcastically.

"Whatever you say, now report the situation, have you done as the chief commander told?"

"Yes." Fidelick found his voice a little shrill and felt a little embarrassed. He quickly cleared his throat and lowered his voice. "I did everything he told me. When I mentioned the evil deeds of humanity, almost everyone in the tavern was echoing."

"Almost?" Saren stared at Fidelick, "Do you think the chief would be happy?"

Fidelick dislikes the threats implied in the word. "They are more or less opposed to humanity, but only to the extent of it."

"This...is pretty good."

Fidelick shook his head. "I don't think so." He hesitated. "Their loyalty to Nathanos is hard to shake. When I tried to provoke the relationship between their ministers, I became the target of public criticism."

"Your cleverness is not completely useless. It doesn't matter if they verbally support Nathanos. As long as they have a little dissatisfaction in their hearts, they have value for exploitation."

"Maybe, what's the next step?"

"Oh? You look very positive."

"I just hope to get paid a little faster." Fidelick roared. "The sooner the better. If Nathanos comes back at this time, we will all be wasted."

"This is also what the chief is worried about, so he asked you to investigate where Nathanos went."

"What?" Fidelick blinked, feeling like he was being played with. "It's already dangerous to sneak into the Forgotten and provoke trouble. Now let me find out the whereabouts of the Forgotten Leader?"

"Can't do it?" The singer crossed his hands and looked at him jeerfully.

Fidric clenched his fists, he really wanted to drink the blood of this blood elf. "No, as long as the chief can meet my requirements, I will complete the difficult tasks."

"The reward will come when it is time to come. But you have to hurry up. The chief has already arranged the next plan. You have no way back, De..."

A dark breath interrupted the songweaver's words, and Fidric stared at him with a murderous look.

"Sorry." Saren smiled, "I can't help but shout your real name."

"If I'm exposed because of you idiot, then I'll definitely give you a mat before I die."

The blood elf's expression became solemn because of this threat. The two looked at each other at each other, but neither of them took action.

...

"I have to say, this fog is strange?"

"It's strange that you can't see what's behind the fog, right?" Hacker, the captain of the Withering, held up a telescope to monitor the vast sea of ​​whiteness, and casually teased her goblin's eldest mate Boli Lake.

The goblin shook his head, continued to look at the instruments and route maps in his hand, and kept calculating distance and range with formulas. He felt more and more that something was wrong.

Facing Captain Hacker's words, Bolilek replied leisurely: "Sir Captain, I think you should pay attention to this issue. Because we seem to be trapped in the fog. The instrument in my hand shows that we should have folded back to Razor Heights, but we are still on the sea."

Hacker glanced at the short green skin and focused his energy on the sea again. "Your broken instrument is broken, it's useless."

"This is the latest invention of Boss Gizlok," yelled Bolik. "It is specially used to help ships find their way in the fog, and to detect sea ships to avoid collisions."

The surroundings were filled with fog, and there was almost no trace of sunlight. The captain asked, "We have been sailing in the waters of Kalimdor for several hours and have been in the thick fog. What is the reason for this?"

Bolilek's face froze and heard the blame in Hacker's words. "This... is my instrument that has been leading the way. But Captain, please believe that it has gone wrong - our crew technicians tested it several times before reaching the conclusion. This must be this fog... it is fog."

Hacker glanced at his first mate, convinced the ability to make excuses to goblins, and used the abnormalities of natural phenomena to shirk responsibility.

"We just don't know the reason for the time being." The goblin was still saying, "After all, we really don't know what's behind the fog."

"It has caused us trouble." Hacker angrily threw the telescope to the observer and asked him to continue monitoring. "Just today, we were already an hour late, and this time was still being extended. Captain Tatsell would not be happy. She would accuse me of delaying delivery time. The supplies in the cabin were prepared to repair the dock fortress!"

"It's true, it's terrible. But now complaining can't solve the problem."

"Thank you, you finally said something human, although it's still nonsense." Hacker shrugged and continued, "The telescope can't see clearly even a hundred meters ahead. You'd better make sure your instrument alarm function is fine, otherwise we won't have time to react if other ships get close."

The instrument that had been stable and quiet immediately rang out as the words fell, and the green light on it turned into a flashing red light.

"Look, no problem, Captain."

"You idiot!" Hacker kicked Bolik away and shouted at the crew on the deck: "Everyone is ready, there is something unusual!"

The Forgotten crew immediately became busy. This was a first-class ship with a very large deck designed to prevent collisions between crew members as much as possible.

Hacker climbed to the highest point, alert to the situation in the thick fog. Bolilek's instruments were still ringing, indicating that there must be suspicious things around the Withered.

It was as she was worried that if a boat crashed into them, there would be no time to react at all.

"Nothing, Captain." said the crew member holding the telescope.

Hacker walked down the platform angrily, rushed to the goblin, and grabbed the instrument that teased her. Under Bolik's scream of shock, Hacker threw it into the sea.

"No, that's a lot of money!" Bolilek ran to the edge of the deck to look for the shadow of the instrument.

Hacker clapped his hands, thinking that the world was finally quiet.

"captain."

The sound of the goblins rang again.

"You'd better close your mouth before I'm determined to throw you down too, first mate."

"But I don't think my instrument is wrong. I've seen an abnormality, and I suggest you take a look, too." Bolik did not turn around, his head was looking down at the bottom of the ship.

The sailing ship made a subtle collision sound and shook violently. Hacker frowned and came to the goblin. When she saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but regret the moment of impulse just now.

The thick fog filled the surroundings and could be split with a sword. Fortunately, they could still see what was on the sea.

The damaged wooden boards and rotten wood float on the sea water. Some of the soaked wooden boxes are intact, some are broken, with several pieces of smelted steel hanging in it. A large number of the remains of the forgotten corpses drifting with the flow, and the blood changes the color of the sea water.

"In the name of Lord Dead, what is this situation?"

Boli Lake shook his head. "It's easy to judge that they were attacked and their ship sank."

Hacker's heart was tightened. She knew that the group of victims were her own compatriots. The departure regulations for the Forgotten were very strict. Because the sailing at sea was not safe, the captain needed to ensure that his ship could reach his destination within a specified time of no more than three hours. If this time exceeded, the receptionist of the pier would contact all ships traveling today through magic props, warning them that there might be dangers on the sailing route.

However, Hacker did not receive any news, indicating that the ship had an accident without exceeding the time limit.

"Captain, look there!"

Captain Undead looked over and a broken flag entered her sight. "Damn it, it's Shadow Tooth! They're the ship that was walking in front of us."

Boli Lake nodded in agreement. "It didn't take long for them to get into trouble. But why didn't we hear the sound of cannons? At least we should have noticed that they had encountered..."

“There is a ship!”

Hacker immediately looked up at the front of the Withering One, but she saw nothing. At this time, there was another voice reminder.

"A ship is nearby! Human ship! Alliance erects flag!"

"alliance!"

"I was here just now, but I can't see it now! I guess it's still nearby!"

"Blow the horn!"

"As for your order! Sir!"

"Bow and arrow!"

Hearing the warning, Hakel cursed. Seeing the bow and arrow, there is only one possibility - a fierce battle is inevitable.

The arrow feathers fell one after another and pierced on the deck next to the cabin stairs. There must be many around, but the heavy fog made Hacker unable to see clearly.

Immediately afterwards, the harpoon shot over and the rope on it was immediately pulled tight.

"Prepare to take the enemy!" Hacker shouted loudly.

Suddenly, as if falling from the sky, many humans rushed out of the thick fog, interrupting the calls of the undead on the deck. Hacker found that these guys were wearing military uniforms, and some had many broken dents on them, which meant that they had just experienced a battle.

Thinking of the experience of Shadow Tooth, the captain's heart was filled with endless anger!

"Kill these alliance scum!" she shouted. Without his reminder, the crew had already joined the battle. Hakker drew out his slender sword and stabbed at a human soldier closest to him. The human dodged his attack, raised his sword and slashed it.

Hacker turned his hand to block the sword, then raised his musket with his left hand and pulled the trigger at the soldier's abdomen.

With a "bang", the man was in unbearable pain and fell off the deck with coughing.
Chapter completed!