Facing Valeera's and Stellagosa's obviously dissatisfied stares, Salayan shrugged with a smile.

"This is what you said yourself, share the work, you won't go back on your word so soon, right?"

Valeera's rising momentum suddenly stopped: "That's what I said, but..."

Stellagosa shook his head dumbfoundingly: "Just use our own words to gag, right?"

"Okay, after all, someone needs to stay and take charge of the overall situation, but..."

Stellagosa and Valeera looked at each other for a while, their eyes flickering, as if they were communicating privately through the soul link channel.

The corner of Sharlayan's mouth twitched: "The soul link is not for you to do this..."

Under Onyxia's watchful attention, Valeera and Stellagosa pulled the bewildered Heista over and said something to her.

Sharlayan could guess it with a squeaking sound, and must be looking for an eyeliner to monitor Onyxia again.

Tinagosa was still forced to stay in the Demon Nexus by Saragosa. Without this best little monitor, Valeera and Stellagosa had no choice but to find someone who was not a threat to them. people to perform this task.

The identity of this monitor should not be too low, otherwise he would not be able to stay by Salayan's side for a long time and wait for orders. Siesta was undoubtedly the most suitable candidate.

Sarlayan didn't bother to pay attention to Valeera and Stellagosa's small actions, and turned to explain the next actions to Vesina and Bolvar.

"You're going to sneak into Ankhet?"

After learning of Salayan's plan through Vesina's translator, Bolvah looked at Salayan with a wide mouth in surprise.

"Listen to my persuasion, that ghostly place has long been occupied by fallen people, aren't you looking for your own death when you go in?"

Sharlayan smiled and waved his hands: "I have my own measure, you don't have to worry about my safety."

"I have ordered Stellagosa to send a message to Sandara, and the reinforcements from Quel'Thalas will come along the tunnel soon."

"Visina, I hope you will continue to act as an intermediary to guide Quel'Thalas' army to the front line unhindered."

"Valeera and Stellagosa will also assist you, and try to ensure that the armies of the two races will not have unnecessary conflicts due to misunderstanding."

Sarlayan's employment strategy has always been to use the familiar rather than the unfamiliar, and those who are familiar with the basics know the basics, so it is more reassuring to use.

Although Vesina kept saying that she was confused, she never had any problems at work, and she was considered a talent worth using.

The appearance of the high elves and the nerubians is very different, and they don't speak the same language. If there is a slight communication problem, it is easy to cause misunderstandings.

It is a clear example that the Nerub refugees who had no intention of attacking before were driven and attacked by the yakmen and tuskarrs.

Valeera and Stellagosa knew that Sharlayan had always had his own opinions, and it was very difficult for him to change his mind once he made a decision.

As Sharlayan said, the handover between Quel'Thalas' reinforcements and Azrónirub needs someone to keep an eye on.

When Sarlayan himself was away, only Valeera and Stellagosa, who had served as the marquis's secretary all the year round, were qualified to sit on his behalf.

Valeera was a little dissatisfied with Sharlayan's "fleeing the battle", but she also knew the situation of the ancient **** Yogg-Saron in Northrend and the great harm to the city of New Sandara.

Seeing Sharlayan and Onyxia enter the stealth state with a dozen elite Fadorei scouts, Valera stretched out her hands and patted her cheek.

"Huh~Visina, let's start to act too, please lead the way back to the royal city first."

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The Fallen were fighting in full swing with the troops on the border defense line of Azronerub, and both sides were completely focused on the enemy, not noticing the group of Sharlayan who slipped quietly from the edge of the battlefield.

"Um?"

As soon as the main attack force bypassed the Fallen and formally entered Ankahet, Salayan immediately frowned.

"The concentration of void energy here is too high. No wonder the fallen who have lived here for a long time have been transformed into life forms from the inside out."

Compared with Azronelub, where the air is clean and faintly scented with earth, the air in the lower Ankahet region is full of unpleasant and strange smells.

Including Sharlayan himself, the strong void energy in the atmosphere made people extremely uncomfortable, and only Onyxia, who had the power of the void, behaved as usual.

Onyxia rested her chin on her hand and made a rough estimate: "If there is no big error in my calculation, people other than me, you can only stay in this environment for an hour at most, and Sharlayan should be able to last half an hour longer. Hours."

"Beyond this time, the void energy will break through the protective barrier I cast on you and corrode your body."

Sharlayan smacked his lips in displeasure: "Tsk! Is it a poison circle? This environment is really disgusting."

After adjusting his emotions, Sharlayan regained his composure.

"Not much to say, let's hurry up and hope to find valuable information within this hour."

Azronerub's buildings are often maintained by people, and they look glamorous on the outside, which is quite exotic in the eyes of Sharlayan and others.

The architectural style of Ankahet is in the same line as Azronelub, but the fallen who are all soldiers do not have the mood to maintain buildings like Azronelub.

These poor **** who have been completely reduced to puppets of Yogg-Saron only have the concept of "master's order" in their minds, and there are only some physical instincts left in their minds.

Thanks to the dazed look of these fallen people outside of the battle, the infiltration operation of Sarlayan and others went very smoothly.

It's a pity that the time was limited, and they couldn't go deep into the core area of ​​Ankahet, the ancient kingdom.

Perhaps it was precisely because of the weird environment here that Yogg-Saron never expected that someone would forcibly sneak in with a super high concentration of void energy, which allowed Salayan and his party to find some useful information.

"The Faceless..."

The infiltration time was approaching the critical point, and the defensive barrier that Onyxia released for the team members was already crumbling.

The Fadorei scouts headed by Siesta withdrew first, and Sharlayan could still resist for a while with the physical fitness from the dragon race, and stayed behind to continue to go deeper with Onyxia.

In what appears to be an open space in Ankahet City Square, a faceless man with the iconic Jebao face is waving tentacles and creaking orders to thousands of fallen people.

Neither Sharlayan nor Onyxia could understand the language of the ancient gods, but through body movements, the two of them could probably guess what this Jiebao face was talking about. Pressure on border defenses.

Sure enough, after Jie Bao performed with dancing and dancing, those fallen people with dull eyes left the square in an orderly manner, turned their heads and rushed towards the front line.

Saray made a rough calculation and found that the number of reinforcements should be nearly ten thousand.

The life form of the fallen has long been transformed by Yogg-Saron, without the ability to reproduce that creatures should have, and one dies one less, so the only way to increase their troops is to capture the Azronelub.

This time, Yogg-Saron also spent a lot of money, and made up his mind to take advantage of the weakness of Azronelub to make a big deal.

Seeing that there were only two or three kitten guards left around Jiebao's face, Sharlayan's eyes flashed brightly.

Onyxia asked through the soul link at the right time: "Do you want to shoot? As long as you can take care of the elite guards around you, I'm 100% sure that I can take it down."

Sharlayan squinted his eyes and pondered for a few seconds: "Fuck it! It's not easy to catch the Faceless captives. Although these guys' strength varies, their identities are not low. They are the mouthpieces of the ancient gods."

"If we can get some information out of this guy's brain, our adventure will be worthwhile."

"Row."

Onyxia clenched the Blade of the Dark Empire that had come out of her body.

"With Xalatas' friendly assistance, as long as this guy has something in his mind, I will definitely dig it out for you."

"Get ready~lightnovelpub.net~Salayan took a deep breath: "3, 2, 1...Action! "

Due to the extreme environment in Ankahet, the Faceless Man who had just finished his "speech" had no idea that there would be enemies ambushing him in the rear.

When the silver wolf transformed by Sharlayan flashed out and bit off the neck of the first fallen man, before the Faceless Man could react, a black shadow followed closely behind Sharlayan and ran in front of it.

"Hello, and then... goodbye."

"boom!"

The dungeon rising from the ground cut off the Faceless Man's sight. Just as it was struggling to break free, a slightly familiar scimitar pierced into its neck from above, interrupting all the Faceless Man's struggles on the spot. Activity.

Sharlayan, who had turned into a silver wolf form, was extremely fast, and once the claws struck out, it would definitely end a fallen action.

"Roar!"

The last shot of the arcane moonlight cannon from its mouth completed the clearing of the field, and Sharlayan and Onyxia followed the plan discussed in advance, and simultaneously changed back to the dragon form and lifted off.

"Let's go! Oni, let me carry this guy, and you are responsible for opening the way!"

"Okay~ Follow up!"

"hold head high!

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