The floating city of the Creation Academy is quietly suspended in the night sky outside the mountains of the Soul Selection Academy. The psychics of this floating city have activated magic concealment, making the huge floating city completely different from ordinary life.

Disappearing from the horizon, and time passed by minute by second, the Queen of Creation, the Marquis of Soul Chosen and Lord Evil God kept chatting awkwardly.

The three of them were completely typical of looking for something to talk about. Even an ancient evil god like Black, who was extremely verbal, could not stir up enough conversation among a group of undead.

Of course he can perform stand-up comedy without any scruples, but that doesn't mean the undead will support him.

Fortunately, the waiting did not last until it became unbearable. When Fenner brought up the topic of today's lunch that tasted terrible for the seventh time, the guys everyone had been waiting for finally appeared belatedly.

Two jet-black winged beasts silently crossed the night sky of Maldraxxus and landed smoothly on the platform of the floating city of the Secret Academy of Creation. As Laohou stood up to greet him, he played with the evil god who had the seal in black.

Finally I saw the figure of the guy walking out of the dark night.

The first thing that caught Blake's eyes was his flowing long hair...

alright.

There is no need to guess the identity of this guy. There is only one orc with such long flowing hair in the history of Draenor.

"Kagas, you old dog!"

Blake took off his pipe, grinned and said:

"When you died in the Demon Palace of Argus, I thought that you, a perverted thug who loved to torture, had finally let go of our poor world, but I didn't expect that you would still linger in another world.

Continue to pursue the ultimate in pain.

How do you say that old saying?

If good people don’t live long, what about the disaster?”

"You, an evil god, have the nerve to accuse me of being a disaster?"

Wearing a Maldraxxus-style bone assassin armor, he used gray-white leather armor dotted with bone blades to protect his neck and lower half of his face, just like Kargath Blade Fist wearing an assassin mask.

He didn't care at all about Blake's sarcasm.

The new baron of the sharp-eyed secret court just sneered with a gloomy tone and waved the abnormal white bone blade fist in his hand, and grabbed the bone flying ax behind his waist with his other hand.

He always seems to have a fight with the evil god if he disagrees with him.

But everyone here knows that this guy is just pretending, and even if he had the courage to do so, he wouldn't dare to make trouble in front of Black Shaw.

Even if we don't discuss the life level of the evil god, just talking about the special skill of assassination, Kargas doesn't think that he will definitely be able to match the Silent One who has emerged from the fights again and again, even after receiving the blessing of death.

The other party is recognized as the number one assassin in the evil world of Azeroth. He has assassinated titans like Aggramar, and also fought against the dark titan Sargeras and survived...

The gold content can be said to be quite high, and most importantly, a sadist like Kargas was once forced to catch a greased pig in the pirate arena opened by Black.

Challenging the strong and being unyielding are the virtues of the orcs.

But it is foolish for any race or civilization to go and embarrass someone knowing that they cannot defeat them.

"Who is this human being? Kargath, and Grom, why don't you introduce them to me?"

The mysterious man in black robe who walked into the command hall of the Creation Floating City behind Kargas said hoarsely. Looking at the sharp eye mark on her black robe, one knew that this must also be a big shot in the sharp eye academy.

Although as an assassin, displaying her emblem in such a high-profile way might expose her whereabouts, being able to follow Kargas Blade Fist here actually more or less proved her attitude and choice.

Laohou nodded to Kargas.

Baron Bladefist whispered briefly about Black's deeds to his companions. The mysterious figure nodded repeatedly, seeming to be very surprised that such a legendary figure had arrived in Maldraxxus.

"The stoneborn next to him comes from Revendreth, and the elf next to the murloc is a creation of Ardenweald. It seems that War Realm is his third stop in the Shadow Realm?"

The man in black robe looked at Blake and his servants, and while lifting his hood, he said:

"The arrival of an alien evil god in the domain of the Lord of War really makes those of us who are loyal feel radiant."

As Blake watched, a female orc's face was revealed under the black hood, with long black hair covering both sides of her cheeks, and a pair of eyes bursting with the dark green soul fire unique to the undead of Maldraxxus, and in

What beats in the soul fire is a sharp-sharp inspection. On the back of this female orc are two soul-killing axes, which are very popular weapons among orc assassins.

It combines the sensitivity of a short weapon and the overbearing destructive power of a chopping weapon. It can be thrown as a throwing ax when necessary, and it has very satisfying lethality within a hundred meters.

"Your face... I'm very familiar with it."

Blake whispered to the sharp-eyed baroness:

"Drakka, your husband is the greatest chieftain of the Frostwolf clan and the brother of Orgrim Doomhammer. You are also famous in the legends of the orcs..."

"I love my Durotan deeply, and even after death I miss him every night, but I don't think I need to rely on his name to be remembered by my people!

Be careful! Your Excellency the Evil God."

Ms. Draka rubbed her teeth at Black and said rudely:

"I was the best hunter, wolf cavalry and assassin of the Frostwolf clan during my lifetime. I am even more deadly after death. I have enough power to decide how my story after death should be written."

"Ah, it's my fault. I shouldn't have humiliated a great soul who could rely on his own skills to obtain the title of baroness in the House of Sharp Eyes in Maldraxxus. You have proved yourself with a series of powerful actions.

Ability."

Blake nodded, rubbed his chin again, changed the topic and said:

"You don't want to talk about your husband, so let's talk about your son, Thrall... Go'el... who is serving under Chief Red in Blackrock Mountain, commanding the Frostwolf orcs and the

A young hero who fights demons to the point of life and death.

I guess Laohou used Thrall's fate to convince you to join our plan, right?

After all, as far as I know, a loyal assassin like you is completely different from a bastard like Kargas Blade Fist who is used to jumping around and doesn't make things uncomfortable.

You are wholeheartedly loyal to the rules of war set by the Academy of Sharp Eyes and the Lord of War.

Of course, you may not know that I played a huge role in your son's escape from General Blackmoore's castle and back to his people.

What I mean is, if you continue to disrespect me and try to punch me, little Thrall’s future will be very difficult. You don’t have any expectations for the integrity of an evil god, right?”

The evil god grinned.

Holding the Seal of Black Clothes, he quietly communicated to Chief Red, who was having fun in Blackstone Mountain. He issued an order to the fat orc chief. Chief Red, the God of Silence's choice with super strong execution ability, immediately put on his clothes and ran out of the bedroom.

Went to find Thrall.

Faced with Black's words, Ms. Draka was silent for a moment, then leaned towards Black and said:

"I am deeply grateful for everything you have done for my son, Lord Evil God. When my husband and I were assassinated in Hillsbrad Foothills, I tried my best not to leave my infant child behind.

into the river.

The last scene I saw when I was dying was Go'el's cradle disappearing into the rushing river. I thought that was the last farewell to him and me.

Coming to Maldraxxus was not my own choice. If possible, I would rather enjoy eternal peace with my husband, but as a Frostwolf warrior, I never compromise to the challenge of survival.

I regard the Academy of Sharp Eyes that accepted me as my new home, and the dogma left by the ruler of this land, Lord Bingzhu, as my goal. I have lived a very fulfilling life in the past many years, but Grom and

The arrival of Kargas has disturbed my life..."

Ms. Draka paused.

She sighed and said:

"When I saw Grom killing everyone with Gorehowl in the audience at the Theater of Death, I knew that the days of chaos, conflict but peace in this land were over.

Later, Kargath also appeared in Maldraxxus and infiltrated the House of Sharp Eyes. I learned about Grom's plan from him.

My fellow orcs wish to end the antagonism and chaos in Maldraxxus and create a united force to deal with the growing demonic legions in the material world.

I thought that was definitely not a plan that Grom and Kargath, two guys with shit in their minds, could come up with. As it turns out, I was right.

After seeing you, I realized that you are the remote operator of this plan.

Before you arrived in Maldraxxus, no! Before you entered the Shadowlands, you had already consciously planted your own power in this dead world.

Your grasp of the battle situation is shocking and frightening. Maybe you can really see through destiny.

I mean, my poor disguise is really meaningless in front of you."

Draka took a step back.

Under the gazes of Laohou, Kargas and Fenner beside him, and under the eyes of Blake with a smile and even encouragement, the senior orc death assassin touched the ax behind his waist and gritted his teeth and said

:

"I won't pretend anymore...

On the orders of Lord Akalek, the Marquis of the House of Sharp Eyes, I infiltrated into your alliance and inquired about your composition, your purpose and your plans.

Grom, Lord Akalek had already noticed you when you entered the Soul Selection Academy alone.

Kargas, do you really think that your successful entry into the House of Sharp Eyes and your attempt to seize the title of baron through plotting assassinations was just because of your superb assassination skills?

And you, Fenna? Golden Sword!

Your appearance was a real accident. Even Lord Akalek, who controls the entire underground intelligence exchange in Maldraxxus, did not expect that your destructive power would be so powerful.

With Grom's secret support, it took you less than three days to take control of the Academy of Creation.

Lord Akalek believed that your alliance was a terrifying threat to the order of Maldraxxus, but before he decided to act, your alliance grew at an alarming rate to a terrifying level."

The female orc drew her weapon.

She glanced back at the night behind her, which was so quiet that it made people shiver. In the night, she vaguely saw three war fortresses that were slightly smaller than the floating city below her, emerging in the sky higher up.
To be continued...