"The petrified bark left by Lady Namuria Ringe has been confirmed to be not a forgery, and the news brought back by Shandris has caused a heated debate within the Sisters of Elune.

Some priests, including myself, believe that although your plan sounds very risky and a bit unconventional, it is indeed the best chance to solve the Qiraji problem once and for all.

Others don't think so.

But they don't think there is any logical flaw in your plan, they just doubt whether we can successfully execute this plan under the attack of a fallen god.

That's why my husband and I came here."

In the commander's office of Cenarion Fortress, the High Priest of the Moon, wearing a low-key ranger mail armor, was talking to Black.

Although he was unhappy to be questioned, the pirate behaved surprisingly calmly. The reason was probably because the lady in front of him had a beauty that could "purify the soul and bring peace".

Tyrande Windspeaker was wearing a hood, but just the part of his appearance that was exposed to the pirates' eyes already made the pirates sigh that his own aesthetics were indeed superb.

This priest is not only beautiful, but her unique temperament formed by being a clerical leader for a long time and holding a high position adds even more brilliance to her beauty.

It's hard for a man not to sigh when he first sees her.

But this is not to blame for the weak will of the male compatriots. After all, the lady in front of her is an elf beauty who was personally invited to the palace by the proud Queen Azshara.

Even Her Majesty Azshara, who is called the "Light of Lights" and is also a super beauty, will be amazed by Tyrande's style. So it is normal for men to have some special thoughts when facing the Moon Sacrifice.

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Think about it, Tyrande was still very young 10,000 years ago, but after 10,000 years of hard work, the High Priest of the Moon is like a ripe peach...

It exudes more amazing charm from beginning to end.

Tyrande herself was used to the weird looks the men gave her, but the first impression left on her by the notorious pirate in front of her was surprisingly good.

His eyes only flickered when they first met, but they soon returned to calm.

It seems that the rumor that he is a greedy tyrant is not true. A truly greedy guy cannot have such calm eyes.

Of course, this calmness may also be because he has gained Maiev's favor?

While Tyrande was talking about business, she pondered in her mind that her adopted daughter Shandris did not hide the information she had found out, and that the Priest of the Moon already knew about the intimate relationship between Black Shaw and the Warden of the Watch.

Then he related to the strange things related to Black that he had heard before, and he could sense that Ms. Elune was paying special attention to the pirate in front of her.

The combination of this information made the Moon Priest who met him for the first time have a strong interest in Blake.

This is what Blake was thinking at this time.

He was also very interested in Tyrande Windspeaker, but it wasn't something between a man and a woman.

When it comes to sheer beauty, Maiev and Tyrande are equal.

The two Luna electors have completely different temperaments and styles. It is undeniable that both of them are rare and beautiful women.

It seems that Ms. Elune is also a good-looking person.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why one of her voters is so beautiful, and the only male candidate is so handsome... Thinking about it this way, it is indeed Ms. Elune who has captured Black's biggest feature in one fell swoop.

"I can understand the hesitation and doubts of the opponents. If I heard that someone else had designed such a strategy, I would also think he was crazy."

Blake sat on the chair and said softly:

"Putting all your hopes on a pirate does not seem to be a choice that a wise man should make. When the enemy is an ancient god, no matter how much I preach my confidence, others will feel anxious.

I don't blame others for looking down on me.

They don't understand me.

They also can't understand what I can do. I didn't intend to explain more, but considering your status, Your Majesty Tyrande, I am willing to make an exception for you."

The pirate let out a sigh of relief and glanced at Malfurion Stormrage, who was sitting next to Tyrande. The latter also looked at him, with a hint of meaningful complexity in his eyes.

"My identity?"

Tyrande raised an eyebrow and said:

"Because I am the leader of the Kaldorei? Will a pirate who pursues freedom also succumb to the authority of faith?"

"No."

Blake shook his head seriously, raised two fingers, and said slowly:

"As you said, as a wild pirate who is not accepted by the royal power, I don't care about the status of the person I am talking to in the world.

When I say that your status is special, first of all, you are the most powerful hunter in Azeroth. Your importance to the upcoming strategy is self-evident.

Secondly, although it is rude to say this in front of you two, I have maintained a very good personal relationship with Illidan Stormrage.

I was the one who freed him from the prison of the Watch, and it was because of my help that Illidan was able to leave Azeroth and go to the depths of the Twisting Nether.

His life or death is uncertain now, and I feel that I should take some responsibility for this."

Having said this, the pirate glanced meaningfully at Tyrande, and then at the silent Malfurion.

He said:

"He and I are friends. Due to the complicated relationship between him and the two of us, I think we can also be regarded as friends. This is the second meaning of your identity I am talking about.

If Illidan unfortunately dies in the devil's territory one day, then I believe that my friends will definitely be willing to let me convey the news of his death to you two."

The atmosphere in the office suddenly became awkward.

Listening to this conversation, His Highness Xiao Xingxing, who was taking notes, felt a little bit sour.

She knew that the bad guy Black was definitely a real bastard. This bastard was so bold that he told the Stormrage family's taboos so straightforwardly when they first met.

The most strange thing is that when he said such offensive words, Tyrande and Malfurion didn't show any reaction... Hey, you don't really believe what the stinky pirate said, do you?

Can something like trust actually be transmitted to each other through this complex triangular relationship?

"I want to show you the source of my confidence and explain to you why I have the confidence to face C'Thun in the cage and defeat him. I know that many people outside the world have opinions about me, but my confidence has always been

It is not based on arrogance.”

Black coughed, took out something and handed it to Tyrande.

He warned:

"But I don't want you to tell others about its existence. Because of what happened to Emeril Shadowguard, I now doubt that the bugs have spies planted in Cenarion Fortress.

In front of a dangerous enemy, it is a terrible act to expose one's cards at will."

The High Priest of the Moon nodded solemnly, she opened her hand to catch the thing that fell from Blake's hand, took a look at it, and then handed it to her husband.

The archdruid also glanced at the things in his hands.

That thing exudes the light of runes, and when you hold it, you can see a golden sky fortress in front of your eyes. A trace of surprise flashed on Malfurion's antlered and bearded cheek, but his expression

It soon calmed down again.

"If that's the case...then my husband and I would like to be part of your strategy."

Tyrande returned the item in his hand to the pirate.

She stroked her hair and said:

"What role do you need me to play in your upcoming operation? Help you attack the ancient gods?"

"No, I will do that, and I need you to take a risk."

Black shook his head, took out a piece of paper from his arms, and spread it out in front of Tyrande's eyes. It was the "Line Diagram of the Will System of the Swarm" drawn by the pirates.

At the top is the name of Cthun, the Thousand-Eyed Demon.

The second floor is the twin emperors, the rulers of the Qiraji Empire. The third floor is Princess Hahoran, the second successor of the swarm. On the fourth floor, there are several lines extending, pointing to the top lords of the Qiraji.

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He pointed to Princess Hahoran on the third floor and said to Tyrande and Malfurion:

"Before I want to face the ancient god C'Thun, I must first kill the twin emperors of Ahn'Qiraj who guard the deepest part of the Fallen Temple. If I successfully defeat C'Thun, then the will of the swarm will be transferred to the Zerg Empire.

On the second-ranked Princess Haholan.

The will of the swarm in this state remains intact.

According to Ms. Lin Ge's records and my estimation, with the strengthened will of the swarm, Princess Haholan's combat effectiveness is likely to be close to that of the Wild Demigod.

I know it's a bit difficult for you to tame a wilderness demigod.

But with the assistance of Lord Malfurion, I think this is just a little difficult for you, not impossible. If it is really impossible, then I suggest you two kill Princess Haholan on the spot!

That will cause the will of the swarm to shift again, but this time it can't find an individual strong enough to withstand the full will of the swarm, so it will break apart.

It will be concentrated in a scattered manner on several swarm lords under the Queen Bug.

This is our chance."

Black tapped his hand on the paper a few times, and he said to Tyrande who was listening attentively:

"When that happens, you can continue your hunt.

The remaining swarm lords have different forms, and you can choose the one that best suits your aesthetics. Their strength is above legendary, and they do not pose any threat or trouble to hunters like you.

After the two of you have completed your work, if you still have some energy left, you might as well help others clean up more bugs.

In our plan, all Qiraji must be killed, only in this way can we ensure that the future of the Silithids will no longer be controlled by them."
To be continued...