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"Sister, look at it."

Wenleza originally wanted to invite Romans into the secret room, and he personally told Aurelia the latest news. The great magician knew more about the details than her. But Romans said that it was very easy to be cautious, so after sending the news, he left.

Wenleza's smile made Aurelia feel that this was good news. "What is it written on it?" She frowned and asked, "Where did this news come from?"

"Romance said it was sent by a Sindore who was taking risks in Pandalia."

"It sounds like a trap." The Regent looked at the text on it again. "King of Thunder? We don't even know who this guy is."

"But if he was a great enemy, maybe this would be an opportunity to sit side by side with the alliance. Of course... the prerequisite is that Garrosh doesn't care about this." Wen Leisa felt that even they knew about the King of Thunder, so Hellscream must have heard of it.

Aurelia thought carefully and had a complete and feasible plan in her mind. The key to the question is, is the league willing to believe her? Which league leader can she contact?

Maybe, there is indeed one.

"Wenressa, maybe we should consider getting Lansber back to Theramore."

"Prodmore? Are you going to use her as a breakthrough?"

"If there is still someone in the alliance who is willing to talk to the tribe leader, then it must be her."

Wen Leissard paused and thought of a question. "But Garrosh almost ruined her city."

"So when we propose to overthrow Hellscream's rule, she will not refuse cooperation with us." Aurelia gently touched Wenleza's shoulders. "Sister, now we can only put hope on Jaina. As long as she is willing to help us, the days of Hellscream's demise will not be far away."

General Ranger took a deep breath and nodded. "I'll go find Lansber right now."

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The Song of Twilight is docked ten nautical miles from the coast of the Mantis Plateau. Just like the name of this ship, in twilight, the sound of the sea water slapping the hull is like a song, and the rhythm changes with the ups and downs of the waves.

On the ship, many Forgotten leaders and top combat powers were waiting. Everyone thought differently.

O'Haen and O'Zhun stared in the direction of the new continent; Merriel closed his eyes and meditated; Belmont walked back and forth on the deck; Veronara was the only one, leaning against the mast, observing everyone's expression.

"Tatsel."

Soon, Belmont broke the silence.

The Forsaken man with the captain's hat walked out of the captain's room.

The leader of the Black Blade seemed to have lost his patience. "We have been waiting for two hours, and you are sure the master is coming."

"Why don't you ask him?" Tatsel pointed at one of the only two living people on the ship, and the most special one.

The look of Azurksion wrapping his hands gives people an inaccessible feeling. The forgotten people know the relationship between him and the withered people, and it is not a secret that there is telepathy between the two.

"Where has the master been?" asked Belmont. Compared to the tone he spoke to Tatsell, Belmont's voice was more tactful when facing Audroksion.

Twilight Dragon did not answer immediately, but closed his eyes and opened it a few seconds later. "Father will be here soon."

"You have to win his permission to answer such questions. You are so loyal." Merriel spoke, his tone was plain, and he couldn't tell whether it was the truth or the false ridicule.

After getting on board, Audroksion made his first move - he turned around and looked at the necromancer. "Please keep your mouth in mind, mage. If you have this mind, you might as well think about how to control the demon in your body."

Merriel let out a disdainful hum in his throat. "Be careful, the dragon. The Blue Dragon clan has never given up searching for the Focus Rainbow. Be careful that the magic weapon will bring you a life-threatening disaster."

"Two, you shouldn't want Nathanos to see us quarrel after he comes, right?" Veronara stood up to smooth things over. Odorksion glanced at her and turned back again. The Dark Ranger smiled at Merriel. "It must make sense that the Focus Rainbow is hidden by us. If we don't do anything bad about it, there will be no problem."

"But that is a sacred object of the Blue Dragon after all, and when they lost this magic weapon, they lost five companions. Are you not afraid that we will bear the crime that originally belonged to Garrosh?" Merriel shook his head. "No, this is a hot potato."

"The world no longer has the protection of the dragon." O'Haen suddenly said. "We don't have to worry about the blue dragon."

Merriel wants to emphasize that this is not a problem that cannot beat the Blue Dragon, but a principle. The Forgotten cannot harm other races for their own benefit.

He was about to speak. Twilight Dragon's voice interrupted him. "Father is here."

Everyone looked up at the sight and a black mist with a faint red light flew over, landed on the boat, and turned into a human form.

Everyone except Merriel pays respect to the visitor in the form of their respective races during their lifetime.

Nathanos nodded with satisfaction. "Very good, everyone I want to meet is here."

It has been a while since we last met. Veronara's most straightforward feeling is that Nathanos's physical condition has not deteriorated. This is the best news.

"Master, as you command, the troops are ready to go, and will only wait for your order to go to Pandaria."

"Then, let's start." Nathanos looked a little excited. Veronara couldn't see what caused him to do. But the Withering One had already begun to issue orders.

"There is a ruler in Pandaria who is awakened. He has what I need in his hand. I must bring it over. Tatsel, Veronara, Adochhion, listen to my order and prepare to go to Thor Island."

Twilight Dragon and the two female undead nodded. The rest showed confusion, why not bring them with them.

Nathanos then explained: "The Forgotten's goal is not only that. I have heard Tatsell say about the good things the Horde Chief did to us. Since Hellscream loves conspiracy so much, I will give him back. Belmont, you go back and get your arms out, and you will be in command of the military forces of Maraton and Razor Heights, ready for war."

"See the order, master." Belmont said.
Chapter completed!