While Sharlayan and Valeera were exchanging information with Senegos in Bluewing Roost, Hablon, the captain of the Naglfar, was furious in the tide defying port of Stormheim, east of Suramar.

"waste!"

Hablon frantically whipped a few Helagals with his whip: "Do you know how important those heroic souls are to Hela?!"

"Now, you just tell me so casually that the goods are gone?"

"Why are you still here!"

"Snapped!"

Fabron's whip is specially made by Hela, and it has an unusual special attack effect on the soul.

The whipped Hailagal screamed again and again, knelt on the ground and kept begging for mercy.

"Captain Hablon! It's really not our fault!"

"The heroic souls of Black Rook Castle disappeared overnight, and Hanaway and the others failed to send out any relevant information. I..."

"How dare you quibble!"

"Snapped!"

"Ah!"

The furious Hablon couldn't stop heaving his chest, and his eyes were full of fierce light.

"No matter what the reason is! It is an unshakable fact that those heroic souls have been lost. How can I explain to Hela you trash!"

Hablon is one of the few all-round talents under Hela. He has a lot of work to do, and it is impossible to arrange everything in every possible way.

Hela has repeatedly emphasized that the heroic soul of Black Rook Castle is very important, and Hablon specially sent his confidants to carry out the task in person.

Just in case, he also sent another group of people to watch nearby Black Rook Castle.

But because of the momentary negligence of these idiots, the heroic souls of Black Rook Castle disappeared without a trace, leaving no clues, and Hablon didn't even know who to blame.

Thinking of Hela's cruel punishment, Hablon's eyes were full of horror, and he began to beat those Helajal who had neglected the bad things more vigorously.

"Damn it!"

Hablon's face was cloudy after beating these Hailagals to death.

"The heroic soul of Black Rook Castle is gone, I must find a way to make it up..."

Rolling his eyes, Hablon thought of an idea.

"Where's Vigvers? Let him come to see me!"

Hylajar is the most elite fighter under Hela's command, and all Hylajars are selected from the dead vrykul.

In addition to forcibly distorting the souls of other vrykuls, Hela also controls a tribe of undead vrykuls who are completely loyal to her. Most of Hylagal are selected from this tribe.

Known locally as the Kvaldir by the locals of Stormheim, this tribe of undead vrykul has been at war with the vrykul living of Stormheim all year round.

Vigvers Daofeng is the most powerful of the contemporary Kvaldir. His reputation has even reached Hela's ears, and he is scheduled to be promoted to Helagar in the next selection.

Hela attaches great importance to Vigvers' strength, and she hopes that Vigvers can become another banner figure under her command.

For this reason, Hela did not hesitate to give Vigvers the artifact of Valagar, which was snatched from the Heroic Legion, so that he could destroy the city for himself and expand the territory of Kvaldir.

Under Hablon's call, Vigfors quickly boarded the Naglfar.

Vigvers' figure was very majestic, half a head taller than Hablon, his body was also very muscular, and the battle sword in his hand was still dripping with blood.

"Hablon, you called me?"

Unlike other undead Vrykuls, Vigfors, who was valued by Hela, didn't have much respect for Hablon.

Although Hablon was very annoyed by this, he really had nothing to do with Vigvers.

beat? Can't beat it.

In terms of popularity, Vigvers, who is just as popular, is more favored by Hella than Hablon.

Hablon was worried that if this guy continued to accumulate, maybe one day in the future he would squeeze out his chief position in Hela's heart.

Since Hela had another task for Fabron, he couldn't spare himself to carry out the remedial plan, so he could only lower his profile and ask Vigfors for help.

"Azsuna?"

Vigfors is a typical vrykul warrior, brave in battle, but doesn't like to use his brain.

Even so, he knew that Azsuna was not the traditional territory of the vrykul, and he was a little puzzled by Hablon's request.

"Why are you going to Azsuna? You should know that the Naga Queen has been watching Azsuna?"

The displeasure flashed in Hablon's eyes, and then a smile appeared on his face.

"Of course I know, but isn't it impossible?"

"Hela needs a group of brave souls, and the night watchmen in Azsuna are just right."

Vigvers snorted disdainfully: "Don't think I don't know about Black Rook Castle, you want me to wipe your **** for your dereliction of duty? Then show your sincerity first!"

…

The information provided by Senegos made Sharlayan and Valeera frown.

"Is there really a black dragon?"

If it's just orcs, Sharlayan is sure to defeat them.

Those who came to the Tomb of Sargeras to **** the artifact were only partisans, and none of the orc generals could be named.

But the adult black dragon is not joking. The black dragon played a decisive role in the reason why this orc partial master was able to build a good ship and set sail under the eyes of human beings.

"How many black dragons are there?"

"4."

Senegos kindly warned: "Although I don't know what those undead in human shells want to do, I advise you not to act impulsively. You are far from being the opponent of the black dragon."

Valeira rested her chin on her hand and muttered, "An undead in a human shell...a death knight?"

According to the information given by the barrage, the orc death knight is an inferior product produced in the early days.

These original death knights didn't form their own power system at all. They just stuffed the souls of orc warlocks from the Shadow Council into the bodies of human knights, using the same set of warlocks.

Without the personal leadership of the leader of the death knights, Talon Gorefiend, a mere group of miscellaneous soldiers could not pose a threat to Sarlayan and Valeera.

Sharlayan frowned and pondered for a while: "Senagos, can you help hold back the four adult black dragons?"

Senegos: "Yes, but is it really necessary to take this risk?"

"Um…"

Sharlayan rubbed his brows, and discussed the pros and cons of this matter with Danmaku.

[I don't think it's necessary to fight the death knights here. They just want to get the Scepter of Sargeras to open the door for Ner'zhul, without causing direct harm to Azeroth. 】

【…And this opening of the door is destined to end in failure. 】

[Take a step back and think, even if you don't get the Scepter of Sargeras, Talon Gorefiend will still find a way to **** other artifacts, which will cause unexpected problems instead. 】

[Why don't you let it go, if you really want to fight the orcs, there are still opportunities in the future. 】

[The big deal is to follow Turayang and Alleria through the Dark Portal and enter Draenor, as long as you come back before the door closes. 】

After some consideration and weighing, Sharlayan's brows gradually loosened.

"Well, as long as those death knights don't land on the main island of the Broken Isles, we'll leave them alone."

Senegos nodded approvingly: "A wise decision, there are many ways to temper your own strength, and you don't have to push yourself into a corner every time."

"Don't you guys want to go to Suramar? I happen to have some information about Suramar here."

Senegos stretched out his claws and drew arcane lines in midair.

Sharlayan and Valeera didn't understand it at first, but the bullet screen recognized it immediately. What he drew was the map of Suramar.

Senegos: "Every 10 years, the ruler of Suramar will open the enchantment to a limited extent, and exile a group of prisoners who committed crimes outside the city to fend for themselves."

With his sharp dragon claws, he tapped on the avenue in the central and western part of Suramar~lightnovelpub.net~Senagos said with a hint of meaning: "The little star is at the junction of Suramar and Azsuna recently. Activity."

"If I'm not mistaken, it's time for Suramar to exile prisoners recently."

"If you have ideas about Suramar, you can take this opportunity to sneak into the city. My little star can provide you with a disguise."

"Suramar City..."

Sharlayan groaned and touched his chin: "We are indeed very interested in the situation in Suramar City. It is a good thing to sneak in. When is the specific opening time?"

Senegos shook his head: "The time to open the door is not fixed, but it is estimated to be within this month."

"Little Star is cleaning up the Withered who may enter the Azsuna area near this avenue. You can find her for help."

"By the way, I almost forgot to say."

Senegos glanced at the little dragon Tinagosa who was hanging on Sharlayan's shoulder and was unwilling to leave.

"This child has always been interested in the outside world, so you can take her out to see the world."