In the civil war that engulfed Maldraxxus, the Chosen and Withering Houses made no secret of their cooperation, and the Creation House and the Ritual House also collaborated.

The four secret courtyards formed two camps, and they were attacking each other in the Theater of Sadness.

The sharp-eyed academy has a special position. As the intelligence manager of Maldraxxus, the Marquis sharp-eyed has always maintained an apparent neutrality in the conflict between the two sides.

The Marquis of Akalek didn't want to directly participate in the war, his purpose was to find out the missing soldier lord.

But as one of the most loyal secret courts to the military master, Akalek has always been very displeased with the ambitious Marquis of Gamar who wanted to usurp the throne.

On the bright side, the Sharp-eyed Secret Academy remains neutral, but in fact, Akalek's position is secretly inclined to the "royalists" composed of the Soul-chosen Secret Academy and the Withering Secret Academy.

Regarding this point, the old fox Xindani of the Ritual Academy is also very clear.

But she didn't want to completely force the Academy of Eyes into the enemy's camp, and repeatedly advised the Marquis Gamar, who had strong limbs and a simple mind, to exercise restraint against the Academy of Eyes.

As one of the two barons who assisted the Marquis of Kexus, Wilfred also had a clear attitude towards the Secret Eye Academy.

The Marquis of Sharp Eyes personally wrote a letter to be delivered, there must be something important to inform the Marquis of Kexus, and the belligerent Wilfred did not dare to be foolish at such a time.

After following Wilfred into the secret courtyard of the selection of souls, Sharlayan observed along the way calmly.

There is a forging field outside the secret courtyard of the selection of souls. Salayan took a closer look and found no one suspected of being the bonesmith Haimir.

Bonesmith, as the name suggests, his appearance should be a skeleton.

There were quite a few of Wilfred's clansmen in the forging field. These powerful and powerful men were beating the rough embryos of weapons and armor, but they didn't see any skeletons that looked like Hellmir.

Stellagosa suddenly reminded in the soul link channel: "These weapons and armor are embedded with special runes, and the blue dragons have never seen this form of runes."

Sharlayan was not surprised by this: "Madraxxus' rune equipment forging skills are all passed down by the master of the army, and it has always been only circulated in the Shadow Realm. As the living blue dragons, they have never seen it. normal."

"but…"

Sharlayan rubbed his chin thoughtfully: "According to the barrage, in the original history, these forging techniques were passed to Azeroth by Kel'Thuzad, who secretly colluded with the warden, and the death knight's rune sword is Manufactured using this technique. '

A death knight's runeblade is different from any form of enchanted weapon and fits perfectly with the death knight's own abilities.

It can even be said that the rune sword is an extension of their arms.

Now is not the time. If there is a chance in the future, Sharlayan intends to ask the bonesmith for advice, to see if he can bring the soldier master's rune equipment crafting technology back to Azeroth.

Standing up in advance, Kel'Thuzad, who had received a promise from Sarlayan, was no longer likely to accept the warden's solicitation.

Moreover, due to Sharlayan's disturbance of the situation in the Shadow Realm, once Denathrius and Nathrezim are not connected, the Warden will not be able to get in direct contact with the world of the living like Azeroth. There is no way to throw an olive branch to Kel'Thuzad.

After stepping on a stone bridge built on top of magma, Sharlayan and his party formally entered the core area of ​​the Chosen Academy.

According to Wilfred, another baron from the Selected Academy of Souls is commanding the Floating Void City to fight on the front line, and he will not be seen for the time being.

With Pasonia as an example, Sharlayan once suspected that this new baron was also from Azeroth, but Wilfred clearly gave a negative answer, and Sharlayan didn't bother to pay more attention. up.

According to the information given by the Queen of Winter, none of the two barons in the Academy of Soul Selection was named Wilfred.

Obviously, this baron has only just come to power in recent years.

According to him, another baron took office around the same time as he did.

Because of his bravery and skill in combat and his repeated military exploits in the civil war, he was quickly valued by the Marquis of Caixus and was promoted to baron three years ago.

Under the leadership of Wilfred, the four of Sharlayan went all the way to the open-air platform in the deepest part of the House of the Chosen.

The Marquis of Kexus was sitting on his throne with a golden sword at this time. Judging from his appearance, he and Wilfred should be of the same race. He was also over 2 meters tall, and his bulging muscles were clearly defined. I know it's not easy to mess with.

Beside his throne stands a mighty gladiator, clutching in both hands a gigantic rune battle-axe with icy blue runes gleaming across its surface.

The Marquis of Kexus wears a helmet that covers his entire face. Two sharp horns protrude from both sides of the helmet. It is not known whether it is the decoration of the helmet or the horns of the Marquis of Kexus himself.

The armor on his upper body is very small, he only wears a shoulder armor on one side and a pair of arm armor to protect his forearms, and the rest is exposed, but his lower body is wearing a full skirt armor and leg armor.

Baron Wilfred signaled Sarlayan and the others to stay in the outer circle first, and he walked in step by step, holding his warhammer tightly.

Valeera asked puzzledly in the soul link channel: "Why are you so cautious? It looks like you are about to go to the battlefield."

Sharlayan's eyes flashed, and he said uncertainly: "Perhaps, he is indeed going to the battlefield soon."

Sitting on the throne, the Marquis of Caixus had been closing his eyes to rest his mind until Baron Wilfred approached step by step, and two light green soul flames lit up in the eyes of his helmet.

The Marquis of Kexus suddenly stood up from his seat, took the tomahawk from the hand of the gladiator beside him, and strode towards Wilfred.

The voice of the Marquis of Kexus was quite magnetic, but what he said made Valeera and Stellagosa's eyes widen.

"Wilfred? It seems that you have something to report, the old rules, take my trick and then talk about the business."

Valeera: "...huh?"

Sharlayan patted his forehead dumbfounded: "I kind of know why the baron of the Academy of Soul Chosen is changing so diligently, sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat."

Onyxia also complained with a half-smile: "Even if she didn't die on the battlefield, she might die at the hands of her own marquis. This system of decapitation will only create an environment of extreme involution. No wonder The fighting power of the Academy of Soul Selection is so strong."

Even in Maldraxxus, where the strong are respected, the strange rules of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection are unique. At least Sharlayan has never heard of getting a beating before talking about business.

Baron Wilfred was not surprised by this, he clenched the hammer in his hand and nodded heavily.

"Please act, Lord Marquis."

"it is good!"

Kexus raised the heavy battle ax above his head with one hand, and the soul fire under the helmet flashed.

"You should be sure!"

Kexus jumped up from the spot, controlled the battle ax with one hand and slashed towards Wilfred who had already sunk.

"clang!"

When two rune weapons of equally terrifying quality hit each other, there was a sharp and violent metal collision sound.

Both hands should have an advantage over one hand, but when Wilfred suffered the impact, his feet suddenly softened, and he knelt on the ground with one knee.

"boom!"

His knee made the entire ground tremble, from which it could be seen how much pressure Wilfred was under.

Kexus said that one move is one move, and although Wilfred was a little embarrassed to catch it, he managed to carry it smoothly.

"Yes, Not Bad."

Kexus retracted his battle ax calmly, and pulled Wilfred up from the ground in satisfaction.

"The progress is not small, it seems that you have not been lazy during this time."

Wilfred looked flattered: "Master Marquis, I just... don't want to let you down."

"Haha!" Celsus patted Wilfred on the shoulder twice heavily: "You are wrong, you should not let yourself down."

"As a member of the Academy of Soul Selection, our purpose is to bravely climb the peak and never stop pursuing great strength."

"Okay, let's get down to business."

Kexus didn't even look at Sharlayan and the others, turned around and sat back on the throne, and handed the battle ax back to the gladiator~lightnovelpub.net~ Do these outsiders have something to do with your coming? ? "

"Yes."

Wilfred took out the letter that Sarlayan gave him: "This is a letter from the Marquis of Akalek, and these are the messengers in charge of delivering the letter."

"Akalek?"

Kexus pondered for a moment before waving to Wilfred. A gust of wind blew by, and the letter floated in front of him automatically.

"Well, it is indeed his handwriting and power aura, but..."

After reading the letter, Celsus finally looked straight at the four of Sharlayan, his eyes a little playful.

"Outsiders, Akalek said in the letter, you were entrusted by the Queen of Winter and Gristia to investigate the truth about the disappearance of the military lord?"

"Yes."

Sharlayan stepped out first, saluting Kexus neither humble nor overbearing.

"In general, His Excellency the Marquis should have already learned from the letter, please allow us to move freely in the Soul Selection Secret Court."

"Can."

Kexus readily agreed to Sharlayan's request: "Since it was personally recommended by that strict Akalek, of course I want to give him a face."

Then Kexus suddenly changed the topic: "However, the rules of the Secret Academy of Soul Selection cannot be broken."

Kexus stood up from his seat again with great interest: "You four, anyone can do it, stand up and accept my trick, and I will allow you to investigate freely in the Soul Selection Secret Academy."