The chaos in most areas of the city had subsided. The first wave of the Twilight's Hammer was extremely violent. This group of people was fearless, and the attack came extremely suddenly, causing many casualties among civilians and soldiers.

It's a pity that five years earlier, the number of twilight believers is not as large as in the future. The elite of SI:7 and the city guards fought **** battles, and now they have controlled several important places and most of the traffic arteries, but some corners and corners The place is still chaotic.

Fish and dragons mixed together, and ordinary people who couldn't see the situation clearly turned into mobs and joined this so-called feast.

It is often seen that the remnants of the Twilight's Hammer incite a large number of citizens who don't know the truth to riot, and the chaos in the city may continue in the dark for a while.

Vanessa was worried at first that there would be a mage casting a backtracking spell to track her. She remembered that Khadgar had cast a similar spell, and now she was completely relieved. Among them, if this can be traced, there will be ghosts.

Three strikes, five divisions and two knocked down two Twilight believers and more than a dozen mobs, and rescued four or five civilians.

Regardless of the common people's affairs, Vanessa singled out the Twilight believers among them, and she wanted to know why these people broke out today.

According to her memory, it is far from the time of the so-called Twilight Trial. Is she remembering wrongly, or has the reality been changed? It has to be figured out.

"Who are you? What is your purpose?"

She kept asking, but the Twilight believers just sneered, and one believer looked up at the sky arrogantly.

Is there something in the sky? Vanessa and the little dwarf couldn't help watching along with them, there was nothing there!

Neuropathy! Can't afford to provoke! Find a rope, tie up the two Twilight believers, and then pull the little dwarf to prepare to leave the city.

Turning a corner, I suddenly heard footsteps behind me.

"Miss Vanessa VanCleef." A strange voice sounded behind her. The other party not only saw her, but also called out her real name.

Her steps stopped, and it was not surprising to be able to call out the name Vanessa. After all, her public identity was Hope Vanessa Struy, but it was terrible to call out the name Van Cleef.

She turned around slowly, and saw a thin middle-aged man calling her.

Let's take a look at the other party first. This guy is one of the civilians she rescued before, and he is a middle-aged man.

He doesn't look like a rich man or an aristocrat. The middle-aged man has short hair, a thick beard, and some old faces that look about forty years old. His arms are tight, but his muscles lack explosive power. He is obviously not a melee profession. The clothes on his body are not magic robes or armor but very Ordinary civilians don't have any energy response. This person doesn't look like a supernatural being. Vanessa immediately put down her guard. Such an ordinary person is useless even if his throat is broken. Killing this kind of person will not take more than two seconds.

"Is there something wrong? Stranger?" Even though the flame power in her body is almost exhausted, she still has the ability to kill people. In a big city with a population of 200,000, it is too easy to hide.

"Why do you want to destroy the Holy Light Cathedral? Didn't the Brotherhood give up the panic-making way of doing things? Listen to my advice, give up, return to normal life, and let the hatred of the previous generation pass." The middle-aged man said A look of earnestness.

Uncle, who are you? Inexplicable!

What happened with the Twilight's Hammer wouldn't be blamed on the Brotherhood, would it? Brotherhood is too capable!

With the idea of ​​not taking the blame, she pointed to the billowing smoke in the city and explained a few words: "I did it? Those mobs who robbed the neighbors are my people? Open your eyes and see clearly, that is Your own cancer in Stormwind! Stormwind is not just, and Westfall is not evil!"

At this time, she had already thought of many things. This person was probably Da Fan's former friend, or even a good friend? Otherwise her name would not be called.

As the president of the masonry union, he has presided over and built many large-scale construction projects. Da Fan is a model for everyone in the world to know the king. It is not surprising that he has a few good friends from the whole family. She kills one when she sees one?

Druids are not opposed to killing, and the pursuit of natural balance is the core idea of ​​this profession.

Relying on plants to purify is a balance, and relying on flames to burn is also a balance. She has no principle of not killing, but she has no habit of killing indiscriminately.

The other party seemed to see through her thoughts: "Is this what you really think? I hope my decision today is correct...I'm Barrons Alexton, you probably haven't heard of me name, come with me, a large-scale search has already begun in the city, it will be difficult for you to run out, run through the sewers, and don’t come to Stormwind again.”

The other party motioned her to follow him.

Vanessa guessed that the other party still didn't trust her, and she wanted to help her just because of Da Fan's face.

She has already searched before, and several passages leading outside the city are heavily guarded, it is really difficult to escape without alarming the guards~lightnovelpub.net~Why are you helping me? You are hostile to me, do you want to lure me into the encirclement? " she asked the middle-aged man very bluntly.

The middle-aged man stopped in his tracks, his cloudy eyes revealing complex emotions.

He sighed, the two sides really had no basis for trust, and his act of leading the way was too reckless.

"I used to be your father's friend. Although I don't approve of his future path, this city owes him an explanation, so be it."

The middle-aged man squatted on the ground and quickly drew a sketch: "You should be very clear about the structure of Stormwind City. Follow the avenue in front of us to the end, then turn left..."

The middle-aged man knew the layout of the city very well, so he sketched out the nearby terrain lightly, and marked at least three exits.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you. I'm not a minister, I'm not a general. I'm just a craftsman. I don't have the right to dispatch troops. Run quickly and don't get caught."

The middle-aged man shook his head and sighed, then turned and walked into another street.

Weird guy! Vanessa didn't have any impression of Barrons, who had a northern accent, and his name sounded weird.

Comparing the map drawn by the other party with the layout map of Stormwind City taught by Da Fan's predecessor, she has three points of confidence in her heart, that is, three points.

Only then did she have the time to ask the little dwarf, "How long are you going to follow me? Shall I take you back to your clan?"

The little dwarf kicked desperately with his two short legs, and his big round face shook like a rattle. She was afraid that those dwarves would ask her to pay for the helicopter, and she had no money, and she couldn't afford it at all.

"They will definitely make me lose money. Do you have any money? How about you lend me some money?" She looked at Vanessa pitifully.