My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Of course, it will definitely not be Archimonde and Kil'jaeden.Without strong enough energy to cause a violent spatial shock, it is impossible for such a powerful existence to come to the world of Azeroth-this is what Alsace deeply understands, Archimonde comes, it is him and Kel'Thuzad A "feat" accomplished together.

In any case, in the face of enemies of this level, Arthas would no longer force Frostmourne to hide his strength.But the problem is, if the orcs in the cottage guard post are alerted, and the people in the mountain city of Grim Batol are alarmed, then when Alsace and his party break into Grim Batol, those enemies are likely to be Already fled with all the evidence and clues...

Chapter 206 Shadow Veil

At that time, Arthas couldn't help getting no information, and instead would lose his only understanding of the Red Dragon Mist."Ahhh..." Alsace knocked his head sadly, "Is there any way I can enter that cottage without being discovered by the orcs?"

Vereeza and Mograine had no good way. After all, the two of them did not believe that Alsace could achieve any results in this so-called "investigation." Mograine followed Alsace before. Come, just because of her duty as the Royal Guardian of Lordaeron; as for Vereesa... she really enjoys walking through these strange and novel places with Arthas, which makes her feel very fresh and interesting—— Vereesa prefers to think of the so-called "investigation" that Alsace called it an expedition. Without that nasty woman with a tongue, this journey would be perfect!

And now, the most vicious woman with poisonous tongue in Vereesa's mind was squatting halfway, jumping like a little/rabbit/child to Alsace, blinking her shiny eyes, a scallion jade Like fingers violently tapped the tip of his slender nose, almost yelling out the words "I have a way".

"Little Shuang?" Arthas glanced at Frostmourne, shook his head and said, "No...I can't let you in alone." Frostmourne naturally has the ability to prevent the orcs from seeing her. In Arthas Before the showdown between Si and King Terenas, Frostmourne managed to hide from everyone's eyes, and only the mage of Khadgar, who was proficient in space magic, found a trace of her.

But let Frostmourne enter Grim Batol alone to spy on intelligence?Arthas decisively rejected this idea-not so much Frostmourne is a girl, it is better to say that she is actually a child.Like the little red dragon, Frostmourne often makes irrational and immature behaviors.

Although after entering Grim Batol, Arthas can still communicate with Frostmourne on the soul level, but the little prince is still a little worried. Without himself by his side, I wonder if Frostmourne can complete the task seriously. I don't know if there will be other emergencies that will attract her attention, and finally destroy the entire plan.

"No!" Frostmourne retorted, "Xiaoshuang don't want to go in alone! I'm talking about letting the master be invisible like Xiaoshuang!" Frostmourne pouted, thinking that Alsace was somewhat Look down on yourself--and, Xiaoshuang never leaves his master for half a step. How could he leave the master alone and enter that city full of smelly orcs and big stupid dragons?

"Really?" Alsace was a little surprised.In fact, his understanding of the power of his little magic sword still remained at the level of that rune sword. Therefore, Frostmourne could devour the soul and search for the memory of the soul. Arthas was still familiar with it; It is understandable that magic portals provide magic power; but it can make other people invisible together... This is not something that can be done only by the power of the soul!

"Of course! No matter what the master needs, Xiao Shuang can do it! The shy things..." Although Frostmourne said shy words in her mouth, her fair and delicate face was full of excitement and look forward to."Stop! Stop!" Arthas had to stop Frostmourne's words, while sighing helplessly in his heart-if this crazy girl can no longer be full of messy things, it will be perfect!

But Arthas quickly despised his actions and thoughts to cover up—in fact, in the face of Frostmourne’s temptation/confusion, Arthas could not be as upright as he is now."Ahem, hurry up and use the spell, Xiaoshuang... Turn all four of us into invisible people." Arthas changed the subject.

"Okay, Master." Frostmourne replied crisply, and stood up, a thick dark mist emanating from Frostmourne's body, quickly bringing Alsace, Vereeza and Mograine. Shrouded.This and the ink-stained color of Frostmourne's long black hair made Mograine feel very uncomfortable as a Paladin, and he felt a breath of shadow.

But Mograine did nothing. He was not a pure priest like Uther, and he strongly rejected all non-light beliefs; in fact, the light of Azeroth was very inclusive. With a strong belief, Mograine believes in the Holy Light only to better accomplish the task of King Terenas, but the Holy Light will not think that he is not religious enough and deprive him of his power.

The dark mist did not last long before it dissipated in the air.Seeing Frostmourne hopped to and fro in front of Arthas to "invite credit for the reward", Vereesa felt a little uncomfortable.She looked at her body and around again, and found no difference, so she said, "Hey, can we really do this? You know, there are countless orcs, and perhaps red dragons. ...In case your spells have no effect or suddenly disappear, we will be surrounded by enemies!"

Frostmourne squatted halfway in front of Arthas, waiting for her master's touch...or a kiss. I didn't expect that nasty little/chest/woman would jump out to question her magic, which gave Frostmourne a kind of Offended anger.Little Demon Sword slowly straightened her body, and she decided to teach this pesky Vereesa a lesson.

Vereesa did not shrink from the cold eyes of Frostmourne, but stared back provocatively.But then, Vereesa realized the strength gap between this poisonous woman and herself.Suddenly, the feeling that the soul was frozen just now touched her heart again. The cold darkness like death grabbed all the temperature of Vereesa's body, and she felt that she could not move even a little finger.

For a long time, Alsace’s dependence and trust in Frostmourne has made Vereesa dissatisfied. After her own proud archery has repeatedly frustrated, Vereesa is even more concerned with Frostmourne. The unruly lady who has no power to bind the chicken feels jealous.

Especially just now, even though it looked fancy, Vereesa really couldn't imagine that just such a black mist could make herself walk in front of the orcs without being noticed by them."Invisibility" is not a very advanced spell, but Vereesa hasn't heard of any mage that can make other people without magic talents invisible.

[[Speaking of this, I think Blizzard really has no scruples for the gameplay... the skills like Shadow Shroud are actually thieves?how did you do that?If you give it to a warlock or a dark animal husbandry, or even a master, I think you can understand...How can thieves use such high-end spells...Isn't it just to give the thieves a group of stealth... It's not RP!

Chapter 207 You are not our father

But now, Vereesa no longer dared to regard Frostmourne as a weak human girl. She really regrets it now-just now Frostmourne stopped herself from disturbing Arthas and the little red dragon. During the conversation, I should realize that she did tell Arthas that she was an extremely powerful mage.

Although she didn't want to admit defeat, Vereesa's heart was full of fear - it was not her intention, but the trembling from the depths of her soul made it difficult for her to hold on to herself.At this moment, Arthas stretched out his hand to hold Frostmourne's wrist at his waist and pulled it slightly.

As if from the ice and snow to the warm spring blossoms in an instant, Vereesa got rid of the horror of the cold, and Frostmourne's cold expression bloomed as if the ice melted, revealing that Vereesa was jealous but had to admit that it was true. A beautiful enough smile."Master, let's go." Frostmourne decided to let go of this small/chest/chest woman who always provokes herself-even if she wants to teach her, there will be opportunities in the future, right?

Just as Arthas and others were preparing to enter the orc cottage, in Grim Batol, dozens of red young dragons were gathering together in a wide square, seeming to be discussing something, the size of the leading one. Slightly older than the other companions, it was Valastazzi who had just separated from Arthas and others.

"Let's go find Taran together, and we must see the queen today!" Valastazzi stood on the square half-squatting, with his long and elegant neck high, looking around his companions."But...but... what if Taran won't agree?" a cringing red dragon asked in a low voice, sounding like a female dragon-strangely, these red dragons The language used in communication is all lingua franca.

"It's useless if he doesn't agree..." Valastazzi just said half a sentence when he was interrupted by a loud voice behind him: "What would I not agree to?" Valastazzi turned his head. A high elf wearing a gorgeous red robe stood with his hand in his hand, watching this group of red young dragons that were much larger than him.

Valastazzi’s companions hung their heads under the sight of the high elf, seeming to show respect and surrender--even though each of these red dragons seemed to be able to easily control the high elf. The elves were torn to pieces.Only Valastazzi...Oh no, Yilong, with his head stubbornly upright, looked at the high elf condescendingly, spitting out suspicious and angry gazes in his eyes.

"Talan, you came just right, we want to see the queen." Valastazzi said loudly.The high elf named Taran walked towards the center of the square step by step, until he came to the group of red dragons, and stopped, with a mocking smile on his mouth, but his voice still softly said, "You... Do you agree?"

Under Taran's seemingly soft, but questioning language, the red young dragons couldn't help but lower their heads.Valastazzi was a little angry when he saw this, grinning open his mouth full of sharp teeth, and roared: "Lift your heads, my brothers and sisters! Don't you want to see the queen? Don't want to hear the queen and Shall we say a few words? Are you content to just take a quiet look at the queen while she is sleeping? Who of you has heard the queen's voice?"

"Queen's voice..." The little female dragon who was still timid just now raised her head suddenly, eyes full of expectation and yearning."Yes, the queen's voice..." Varastazzi had the same look in his eyes, "We have all seen the queen sleeping, but her voice... our mother's voice, how kind and warm it should be. ...My brothers and sisters, don't you want to experience the feeling of being cared for by your mother?"

Instigated by Valastazzi, the young red dragons raised their heads one by one. After a short period of hesitation and struggle, their voices gradually became firmer: "Yes, we want to see the queen!"

"Yes, we want to know if the Queen's injury is about to heal!"

...

"We want the queen to speak to us in person!"

"Yes, we want to see our mother!"

The words of the red dragons, the chaos pointed to another goal.Valastazzi nodded in satisfaction, and finally looked at Taran who had been smiling on the side, and said: "As you can see, Taran. We need to see the queen, see our mother, now, right now."

Taran’s voice is as soft as ever, but it has always lacked the warmth it deserves: "No." Varastazzi roared again, and his head was in front of Taran, as if there was a disagreement, he took the nobleman. The elf used the dragon's breath to burn to ashes: "Talan! We are not asking for your consent. No one can stop us from seeing our mother, let alone you are not our father!"

Taran seemed to be stimulated by Valastazzi’s last sentence. On his face that was smiling all the time, the muscles began to tremble slightly: "Yes, I am not your father. You are children who belong only to the Queen. . But now you can’t see the queen. The queen is injured and still asleep. Let’s do it... Three days later, the queen will wake up, and then you can see her."

Talan suppressed the tumbling emotions in his heart and finished the paragraph calmly.Valastazzi hesitated for a while, and finally asked in disbelief: "Is it true? You won't lie to us?" Taran nodded and said, "This is my guarantee."

After speaking the last sentence, it seemed that he was too lazy to deal with these young red dragons, turned and left the square.Listening to the happy shouts and conversations of the red young dragons coming from behind, Taran silently turned a street corner and hid his body in the corridor leading to the square.

With a "bang", Taran's fist hit the street wall beside him severely.The bluestone wall that was slashed and burnt in the mountains and formed by thousands of tempers, under Taran's blow, spread out from the center of the blow to the surroundings with thin cobweb-like cracks.

Taran retracted his fist and placed it in front of him.The crystal white palm of her hand looks like a deep boudoir who stays at home.No one would believe that it was such a beautiful palm that just broke the walls of the city built by the dwarves.

"Queen..." It seems that the blow just now has vented all her grievances. Taran retracted her hand into the wide sleeve of the robe, put her back behind her back again, and slowly went deep into the tunnel. Walking around, a cold voice echoed in the tunnel: "Alsace, Nesario...and you little guys...you don't even want to get her, queen, just my queen!"

Chapter 208 Occasionally Seeing a Warlock

"Heh~" In front of the orc cottage under the mountain range where Grimbator was, Vereesa hid in the shadow of the huge gate, and yawned greatly, "When will this be waiting!" Not only Wen Leisa was complaining alone, and Mograine was also leaning on the tall pillar beside the gate, looking boredly at the sun that was about to sink under the forest in the distance.

"Snoring, snoring..." There was an inexplicable grunt beside Vereesa—please don’t get me wrong, it’s not that someone is asleep, but Arthas is soothing some boring Frostmourne. The strange cry of the sword when the owner stroked his hair lightly.

Although Frostmourne has solved the problem of four people being discovered by the orcs, there are other problems that need to be solved-for example, even if those orcs are stupid and stupid, when the gate of the village suddenly opens on its own or is destroyed. In a big hole, even though no one entered the cottage from outside, the sentinels of the orcs would not think that everything is well and everything is fine, right?

In order not to stun the snake, Arthas and others could only wait for the orcs' cottage door to open by themselves.However, from the afternoon until dusk, there was no orc or red dragon leaving the cottage. Of course, the red dragons should fly, and only the beasts would enter and leave the cottage through the gate.

However, he has found his destination anyway, Alsace is not very worried, just wait slowly, the little prince enjoys the peaceful time with Frostmourne.Maybe when everything is over, everyone's mood will be different.In the past, Alsace only hoped to have a strong power to save his kingdom and people, and to make up for the unforgivable sins he once committed; but now, Alsace hopes to be able to enjoy and the cute little devil. In the days when the swords are together, even if they are just flirting, being lazy, watching her play anger, it is a rare happiness.

Just as Arthas and Frostmourne were so greasy that Vereesa was furious, and Mograine turned a blind eye to the indecent behavior between the prince and the god’s fiancee, the group waited for an afternoon. Finally, the opportunity of the orc cottage was finally opened, and it was completely opened.

A slightly thinner orc in a black cloak walked out ahead.Compared with the orcs that Arthas had ever seen, this orc gave him a very obvious feeling of weakness; but this is not to say that this orc is not threatening-the long wooden staff in his hand, And its eyes flashing with evil red light, and the rich shadow aura under the black cloak, made Arthas extremely vigilant-this was an orc warlock.

Most people in the world of Azeroth don’t know much about the profession of warlocks; but Arthas is not an ordinary person, or even an ordinary nobleman, so he has more of these evil and powerful spellcasters. To understanding.In addition to warriors, warlocks are also a type of fighting method shared by humans and orcs.

From Ner'zhul's soul memory, Arthas knew the origin of the orc warlock.Ner'zhul himself is not a warlock, it is not that he does not yearn for such power, but Ner'zhul feels that the way of shamanism is more helpful to his path to becoming a god. It can be regarded as a rare orc in a century. Even though the genius of one encounter did not really give up the way of shaman, it occasionally uses some spells that only sorcerers can use—the so-called rules of spell boundaries are always for geniuses like Ner'zhul It can be broken easily.

The best warlock among the orcs is Gul'dan, the disciple of Ner'zhul.For this disciple, Arthas did not obtain much information from Ner'zhul’s soul memory, only that Gul'dan had completely abandoned the shaman way with the help of Kil'jaeden and used it instead. Demon spells.

To say that the most famous and powerful warlock is the two commanders of the Burning Legion, Archimonde the Defiler and Kil'jaeden the Deceiver.Unlike mages, when they cast spells, they do not use arcane energy to simulate a specific environment, but directly communicate with the demons in the void, and obtain the most direct and powerful power from those evil beings.

These demons do not necessarily belong to the Burning Legion, but may also be some demons acting alone.The warlock sacrificed his soul, and then opened the void channel for communicating with these demons, and directly summoned these demons to descend into the world where the warlock was, and fulfill the wishes of the warlock.

Of course, warlocks like the orcs belong to the Burning Legion camp. Therefore, when summoning those demons, these evil guys who are summoned will usually converge some of their cruel personalities. After all, no one dares to hinder Kil'jaeden. The progress of the plan.

But for the human warlocks and the orc warlocks who had left the Burning Legion camp when they later went to crusade against Alsace, this kind of summoning method seemed very dangerous.Devil, an evil creature wandering in the void, is not a good collaborator with a spirit of contract.