"Perhaps, uh, maybe, we can discuss with the MI7 first. You are right, first discuss with the MI7."

"Yes."

Oleja said in agreement, and the tail swayed back and forth with joy subconsciously behind him. "The agents of MI7 are all over Stormwind, and we will soon be able to bring the Legion minions to justice."

"Well, you carry this bucket of contaminated fish to Joseph and let him analyze what's going on. He is an expert on fels. I went to MI7 to meet with Jobs, and I found out. There are more and more direct things, and it is easier to describe to him than you."

Let Oregaard take the fish bucket to wait for the lamb to be slaughtered. I guess Joseph can see something in it. This shrewd warlock might not be so easy to believe everything he saw before him. As for MI7, he really needs the help of the agents of MI7. Stormwind City is very big. It would be okay if he knew about this city, but he didn't know much about Stormwind City. Otherwise he can trace the past alone.

"Okay, I'm going now, we will be at MI7 then..."

Suddenly, the harsh alarm bell broke the quiet night sky. Zelin and Olejia subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and the fire light reflected the towering Stormwind Prison.

Chapter 1978: Prison Break Action

The prison was full of flames.

"Fetch water, hurry!"

"Tight formation, surround the gate, and don't let any prisoners escape through the gate!"

"Reinforcements are needed, too many prisoners have escaped!"

The inside of the prison has been completely lost, only some of the strongest guards holding shields to block the exit. The prison is located underground in Stormwind City, and the exit is a sloping uphill. The guards can block the prisoners who want to rush out from a commanding position. I don't know who set the fire. The guards put out the fire at the entrance as much as possible, but the flames in more places are gradually developing in an uncontrollable direction.

Zelin and Olegar ran over, and flames gushed out from the windows of the superstructure from time to time. Tentacles condensed like a flame are destroying this fortress from the inside. Residents near the prison opened the windows on the second floor one after another, or stood at the door, looking at the tower that was about to turn into a torch in horror. The guards had no time to take care of them. Only a few people called for the citizens to return to their homes to prevent additional damage. Most of the guards rushed to the prison gate and joined the human wall formed by their colleagues. Other guards were trying to get water from the nearby canal. Several apprentices of the mage were below, using their weak mana, to make some water and ice, and spray them into the burning window, but with little effect.

"The mages have all gone to Dalaran to participate in the meeting. These buckets can't extinguish the flames inside. You must bring water inside!" Oleja covered his face in pain. Afterwards, she shook her head and raised her hands with hammers. "You must first defeat the mob blocking the road before the soldiers can put out the fire. The Holy Light is on! Zelin, fight alongside me!...Um!"

Zelin knocked the horn of Olegar's head fiercely.

"Holy Light, what are you doing?!" Oregaard asked dissatisfiedly. "We have to help!"

"Did you see the bull in the red cloth? Alas, I suspect that the commander of this prison is the same as you. Follow me, if they continue to stand in a stalemate with the prisoners, I suspect they will stand in a stalemate until the flames completely burn down the building. , And then bury everyone underneath!" Zelin strode towards a guard carrying a bucket and running towards the prison. "MI7!" He imitated Roche's speaking style. "Guard, report to me!"

The guard quickly put down the bucket and saluted Zelin.

"Pvt Weasley, sir!"

"Where is your commander?"

"The sir is at the prison gate, commanding to stop the prisoners from escaping!"

"Take me to see your sir, right away."

In front of the prison gate, the warden Selwater kept wiping the sweat from his forehead. With a sword in his other hand, he stared at the crowded gate with a serious expression. Several prisoners covered with bruises were lying on a nearby bluestone slab, and a nurse in white clothes was walking back and forth near several stretchers, bandaging the wounds of the guards injured in the riot. Seeing Zelin and Oregaard walking under the leadership of the guards, the warden showed a trace of confusion. After noticing that Zelin raised the hand of the MI7 badge, he saluted Zelin.

"Sir."

"Tell me what happened here?"

"A riot, sir, we are trying to control the situation. If it weren't for the wizards to go to Dalaran for a meeting, otherwise we would have been able to control the fire, and then drove all the prisoners back to their cells." The warden wiped again. I wiped the drops of sweat from my forehead. "But we need manpower. The prisoners are running out all the time. We can't stop them while trying to rescue the fire on the tower. I applied to Captain Marragan for support, but the Captain said that he was worried that the devil would take the opportunity to attack, so he added more. Soldiers from around were transferred to the old city and temple area to protect civilians."

"Captain Malagan did the right thing." Oregaard said in agreement. "Demons are always cunning, and they are likely to attack other targets."

"Find a few good archers." As he said, Zelin stretched his hand to the package around his waist, and then took out a glass bottle. "Tie this small bottle to the arrow and shoot it in through the flaming window. Make sure there is no one else in this building."

"What is this?"

"Some kind of magic, or alchemy. The moment the glass bottle shatters and the potion inside comes into contact with the air, it can create a frozen area." Zelin warned, accenting his pronunciation to prevent anyone from taking his words as words. Wind in your ears. "Don't break these bottles of potion before it is shot out, otherwise I don't want to explain to the king why there is a pile of ice **** here, and he is missing a group of excellent soldiers. Before that, you can send a The soldiers went to the gate to shout and tell the prisoners inside that you can extinguish the flames and calm them down. If they stop the impact and stay quietly on a floor where there is no fire, you will not be held accountable for escaping from the cell. "

This made the warden stunned. "Sir, sir, these thugs..."

"Stabilize the situation first, warden. The flames will make many people lose their minds and become easily incited. Let them stabilize first, extinguish the flames, and then investigate and find out what else, otherwise, when the flames continue to spread, it will only explode. There was a massive bloodshed."

It is possible that the flames caused the prisoners to panic, or it was possible that the death row prisoners who wanted to escape from the prison set fire to instigate others to attack the guards. This made the demon hunter think of the signs before a massacre broke out in his world. The guard was nervous because of the demon attack, and the prisoner was worried that he might be burned to death in the underground prison because of a fire. The tight nerves only need a little stimulation to completely explode the gunpowder keg.

"We, we don't have the right to declare them innocent, sir." The warden said haltingly. "This matter must be decided by the highest officer of the defense forces."

"It's okay, first calm the chaos and ensure safety." Suddenly, a gentle voice came from the other side. Anduin came with the company of two entourages. "Anyone who encounters life-threatening things may lose their minds. We can't just blame them. First declare their innocence, and tomorrow I will personally explain to General Hardmond."

Anduin nodded to Zelin, then looked at the warden.

The warden seemed to be relieved. "Yes, Your Highness."

Selwater quickly found five soldiers carrying bows and arrows. They tied the north wind bombs to the arrows. A herald ran into the prison and announced to the prisoners His Royal Highness's order to forgive them. Many prisoners immediately gave up the action of attacking the guard line. Soon, infighting broke out among them. Some serious prisoners wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but some prisoners who were thrown in for theft refused to continue doing so. They only needed to be in prison. It will be released after a period of time, so there is no need to attack the guards on charges of treason. When they stopped attacking because of the quarrel, the heavily armed guards immediately rushed in to control the situation.

The archer threw arrows into the fire-breathing window, and the burst of frost immediately destroyed the guard room above and the flames inside. The open flame was quickly extinguished, replaced by smoldering smoke. The black smoke rose straight up into the sky, as if to obscure the bright moonlight, and like a shadow of a demon, stretching out its paws, trying to grasp the heart of the city.

The guard watched in amazement at the arrows they shot down the window, and the bursting ice even covered the position of the window sill. Zelin couldn't help but sighed heavily. He realized that the power of the north wind bomb was very useful at certain times, so he took a little more this time. As a result, on this trip, he had just earned the deposit prepaid by Anduin, and almost lost all of it.

"Wow." Anduin made a sound of admiration. "Your magic items are very practical. Just like a real mage would do. Very good, at least one unnecessary **** conflict was avoided."

"Yeah, Your Highness. You'd better ask the warden to check how many prisoners are missing in this riot. Did you die in the chaos or escape?" Zelin rubbed the tip of his nose, silently calculating that it was spent. How much money, and hope that the Ethereal Merchant can really make a fortune as he claims. "Wait a minute, I still have some investigation findings that I want to report to you."

"No problem. I'm glad you are so conscientious and you are still investigating late at night."

"Nothing, Your Highness, professional habits." Zelin shrugged. In the past, when you were commissioned by a demon hunter, you could not decide whether to work during the day or at night, and the only thing to do is to solve the problem as soon as possible, because the demon commission is usually very urgent, and the victim may lose his life because of your temporary relaxation. . "But, Your Highness, it's so late, why did you come outside the palace? This is not a safe place."

"Unrest broke out in the city. I can't just think about staying in a safe place. Originally, my father wanted to come in person, but he wanted to meet a very important person." The little prince frowned, his eyes filled with worry and anxiety. Pity, looking at the prisoners who were temporarily escorted from the chaotic prison to the outside square by the guards, many of them were slightly or severely injured. "The Holy Light is on. I really hope that we can defeat the Burning Legion as soon as possible. This stand has brought too much suffering to Azeroth. We need peace too much. What clues have you found?"

Zelin told Anduin what he had discovered. Not far away, the guards were carrying wooden barrels into the prison to put out the dark fire, count the losses, and verify the identity of the prisoners.

"Flowing water, yes, if the devil poisons people's drinking water, it will cause a lot of panic. I will go to the Cathedral of Light as soon as possible, and ask the bishop to arrange for priests and paladins to guard the canals and water sources of Stormwind, in case anyone is there. Poisoning in the water. The magician of the lamb to be slaughtered should be able to analyze where the stench in the water comes from." Anduin sorted out the coping methods in an orderly manner. "I hope that all this is still too late. If the Legion spy finds that his conspiracy cannot take effect, it is likely to change the plan. Then we can try to catch him."

Suddenly, a guard trot over.

"Your Highness," he said breathlessly. "The warden checked the prisoner. One of the prisoners is missing. We speculate that he may have escaped from prison."

"Jason, the fisherman in the old town." The guard said, and his eyes under the helmet glanced at the demon hunter. "It was MI7's request to put him in jail temporarily. In that special compartment, two other witnesses who were kept in it were killed."

The first thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine chapters of Shaw's report

Varian no longer knew how many times it was, and stood in the dark to deal with the sudden emergency news. Since the last time, Jaina notified Garrosh's troops that they were marching towards Theramore through a spell contact, this disaster has not stopped. First the Iron Horde, then the Burning Legion.

"Your Majesty."

Varian’s most trusted advisors met in the map room of Stormwind Fortress. When he walked in, Air Admiral Catherine and Admiral Jerista bowed to him. The champion performed well in the Battle of Pandaria, replacing General Tyler who was killed in Draenor. Gene Greymane was also there. The werewolf leader was also the King of Gilneas. After joining the Alliance, he immediately became Stormwind’s most important guest and advisor. There is also the representative of the Council of the Dwarf Three Hammers, Muradin Bronzebeard, this dwarf who is as strong as a rock is standing on the wooden crate so that he can look down on the map sand table. Of course, there was a smaller figure beside him. The master craftsman Gelbin Mekkatork pushed the mechanical eyes, showing a thoughtful expression.

But everyone's attention was immediately placed on the last person.

Matthias Shore, the master spy of Stormwind.

"I brought the information you need." After everyone arrived, Shaw took out a map and spread it out on the desktop. "Regarding the demon army stationed in the Broken Isles. The information provided by the navy is correct. The Broken Isles are indeed occupied by demons. They are building fortifications and strongholds on a small island, and there are traces of fel magic everywhere."

"How many of them are there? Are you sure?" Varian went straight in. "Gul'dan, the most important thing is, where is Gul'dan?"

Everyone on the scene knew how serious this evil warlock was, especially Jean, who had experienced the Second World War, and together with King Terenas, fought the orc tribe as the leader of the old alliance. On this world line, Gul'dan almost destroyed Outland and Azeroth, and now, the evil warlock from another world line is once again preparing to complete an unfinished conspiracy—to completely open the portal and completely complete the Burning Legion. Introduce this world.