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Romans looked at Aurelia with an indescribable expression. Before the Regent went to Orgrimmar, he vowed to promise that no Blood Mage would help the tribe army.

"I'm not doubting you," Aurelia said immediately.

The great magistrate thought that if he had any problems, he would not ask him to participate in the meeting.

"But Hellscream can't deliberately make up lies to deceive me. Doing so will only arouse my dissatisfaction. Therefore, some blood mages must have gone to Pandaria privately."

Romans' eyes were filled with anger, and the voice under his collar became high. "I promise you, the Regent. Those people will never be the wizards of Quel'thalas, they may only be..."

The Great Magician and Aurelia thought of something at the same time, but neither of them said it.

"I left you with a secret mission. You sent a group of trusted mages to pretend to be citizens to monitor the entire Quel'thalas, and find out the spies who were placed in the city by the tribe."

Quelthalas has no exact intelligence organization, and counterintelligence work is usually done by scouts or rangers. Romans does not know whether his mage can bear this burden. Aurelia sees his concerns. The Regent added: "This is only temporary. I have sent someone to contact a master of skilled spy to convince her to play for Quelthalas."

"As for the order, Regent."

"By the way, is that messenger of the Silver Covenant still there?"

"Yes, he's pilgrimage to the Well of the Sun."

A smile flashed across Aurelia's face. "Open a portal, I'm going to see him. There is a letter that I need to pass on to my sister."

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Below the Holy Platform of Mogu Mountain is a deep abyss. Nathanos looks down from the edge of the handrail. At such a high distance, how did the Mogu tribe build an independent platform on the mountain?

There was no road directly to this place on the way back when we came. They still rely on the help of rock climbing ropes.

"What a big door." The Withered One heard Sylvanas's smiley words. What made her so happy? She looked very good since she used magic crystal to contact other silver covenant elves on Pandaria.

"According to records, as long as you step on two different floor tiles on the ground at the same time, the door will be opened."

"That's so simple?" Sylvanas raised an eyebrow and looked at Zhou Zhuo.

Two shadow monks have already sent to do it. The majestic and angular gates on both sides rumbled to unfold. Behind it is a corridor that says it is wide or narrow. The braziers on both sides are burning blue flames.

"The treasure house of the Mogu tribe has been opened, and I think there must be many things worth recording in it."

Zhou Zhuo was about to go in when Nathanos's slightly chilling voice rang out. "Wait a minute."

The scholar-goer suppressed his impulse and turned around reluctantly, watching Nathanos slowly walk in anxious confusion.

"There is an angry soul in this place. I can feel..." Nathanos said.

"The Demonic Clan must be full of mechanism traps." Sylvanas walked to him and smelled it with his sense of smell. There was a magical aura in the corridor. "It's very dangerous inside, Nathanos."

"I never give up." The withered man's eyes swept across the monks one by one.

They made a judgment without hesitation.

"We are instructed by Master Xuewu and Master Zhu." said a monk, "You will command this mission."

Zhou Zhuo continued: "I am already very grateful for bringing me with me. Although I am not good at boxing, I can provide help in interpreting the text information that may appear in the treasure house. I will follow your arrangements."

Nathanos looked at Sylvanas. "What about you?"

She just smiled slightly.

Then that's it.

I really hope she didn't come with her, or everyone. Nathanos thought to himself.

"Then I will deploy. Since I don't know what's inside the treasure house, we can't go in. Someone must answer outside." He pointed to the two monks who opened the door. "You two."

The two panda men nodded.

"The others, in groups of two, take care of each other after entering. Sylvanas, Zhou Zhuo, you and me."

“It feels like a war that traveled through the Dark Gate many years ago.”

Sylvanas looked at Nathanos from the corner of his eyes, wanting to see how he reacted to this sentence.

But the Withered One seemed to have not heard her voice. He devoted himself to the plan and sent orders to the monks' team, telling them what formation they should maintain? What should someone do after being injured...? Prepare for a dangerous and exciting journey to the monument. He is now staring at the serious faces intently, as if lost in it.

This may work, the female elf thought. If Nathanos wanted to escape her deliberate topics by busyness, it would prove that there was still a part of his soul that Nathanos Maris.

"It's time for us to leave."

Sylvanas's thoughts were stopped by Nathanos's voice. He was staring at her, as if to read out what she was thinking.

"Of course." The female elf smiled again.

Despite his hesitation towards her, Nathanos was the first to enter the treasure house.

Maybe someone has entered the treasure house of Mogu Mountain? But no one has ever come out alive. This sentence sounds chilling? In fact, in a sense, it also aroused the curiosity of those adventurers.

There was a large group of stone statues inside. Nathanos was surprised that after they approached, the group of stone lions actually came to life.

The soul breath felt at the door was indeed not simple. The withered thought that the appearance of the team must have disturbed them.

Although the battle was hard, the ending was destined. It took them some time to knock down these creatures of the Mogu tribe. Fortunately, there were no casualties and they won the victory.

But Nathanos couldn't feel the ease? They had just entered the treasure house and the test came. So what else was waiting for them afterwards?

After knocking down a group of awakened Mogu warriors, they introduced a circular platform in the treasure house, and the wide space seemed to be specially prepared for battle.

"Look there!" What did Zhou Zhuo find? His eyes widened and his eyes were staring above. A white soul hovered and landed in the center of the platform, making a stirring sound, and eventually turned into a blue magic-de-de-warrior.

His eyes were dull and his body was translucent. Zhou Zhuo seemed to have some understanding of him.

"It seems we're disturbing something we shouldn't have disturbed."
Chapter completed!