Chapter 968 23. Book of the Dead

Because of the Lizardman war some time ago, the Dark Portal connecting Draenor to Azeroth was temporarily closed for a few days. It is said that the group of ignorant and fearless Lizardman also tried to attack the Dark Blade Knights stationed here. But they were easily repelled and killed by the necromantic dragon knights chasing them.

To this day, the heads of those Lizardmen that have been dried in the scorching wind of Hellfire Peninsula are still hung on the execution platform next to the Dark Portal, as a warning to those creatures who try to disturb the order of the Dark Blade.

Although the undead seem to be difficult to get along with, these existences without much desire can maintain a peaceful business environment. After the reopening of the Dark Portal, the business exchanges between Azeroth and Draenor world Once again, a steady stream of caravans entered through the Dark Portal, or returned to Draenor. The Dark Blade Consortium also set up a trading station here to collect taxes and manage the caravans.

The Dark Blade Consortium guards the right of passage of the Dark Portal. They will levy a considerable tax on every caravan passing through this door, and the fate of those who dare to evade taxes here...

Not too good.

The fallen arakkoman Zaskar was sitting on a chair at the Port of Darkness business station, chatting with a familiar goblin tax officer. Beside the two of them, Zaskar's three carts of goods were being inspected by the dark blade knights. According to Dark Blade's regulations, automatic weapons, explosives, and contraband like blood thorns are not allowed to appear on the portal of darkness. Once found, the goods will be confiscated and heavy penalties will be imposed.

But where there are rules, there are loopholes to exploit, especially for caravans who are very familiar with the dark blade style, it is possible to smuggle some contraband in a special way.

"I heard that you guys have been having a lot of trouble in Gadgetzan recently?"

The goblin tax collector with a monocle was chatting with Zaskar. In a corner that the death knight didn't find, the fallen arakkoa handed a thick red envelope to the goblin, and the goblin flipped his fingers , the red envelope disappeared into his hands as if by magic.

"Where is it, our Dark Gold Cult is just messing around... Gadgetzan's Jade Lotus Gang and the Dirty Hand Gang are really outrageous, and we are just fighting back."

The fallen arakko smiled and said to the goblin:

"And compared to Gadgetzan, we prefer Booty Bay. You see, the Dark Blade Consortium is better at doing business. It is a lucrative business to cooperate with you...Speaking of it, Brother Hagen, you don't want to be with us Participate in your business?"

"Me, I'm just a small employee, I can't do big business."

The cunning goblin tax collector laughed aloud, then stamped Zaskar's caravan list, then pretended to hold a detector, scanned the fallen arakkoa, and said to the death knight beside him :

"This person does not need to be checked, I have already checked."

Low-level death knights have such a problem. Their broken souls can't think about too complicated problems. Seeing that there is no problem with the "detection" of the goblin, the old-fashioned death knight nodded. He raised his hand, and the death in front of him The knight moved out of the way, opening the border for the Dark Gold Cult's caravan.

The fallen arakko stood up and limped forward, not forgetting to wave his hand to the goblin tax collector. The Dark Gold Sect paid a lot of money to buy a few goblin tax collectors from the Dark Gate store. Don't underestimate these inconspicuous little characters. With their "help", every "gadget" smuggled by the caravan can make an extremely considerable amount of money for the Dark Gold Sect.

However, this private transaction, which was well known in the past, has problems this time.

Just as Zaskar's caravan was about to enter the Dark Portal, a deep voice sounded behind them:

"Stop!"

Hearing this sound, several high-ranking knights guarding in front of the dark green vortex-shaped portal of the Dark Portal immediately drew out their weapons and blocked the progress of the caravan. The aura of the sword was frightening the fallen arakko Zas Ka's whole body trembled. He thought that his deal with the goblin had been discovered, but it wasn't!

It was not he who was in trouble, but a "guest" in his caravan.

This is also a "hidden rule" of the Dark Portal caravan. Since it is difficult for individuals to submit a business application to the Federation, caravans traveling to and from the Dark Portal will "invite" some merchants who do not have a pass to join the caravan on the way. As a caravan member, they only need to pay a sum of money to get away with it. The Dark Blade Consortium generally doesn't care about such trivial matters, so this has become a way for caravans to make extra money.

There are even some guys who don't care about commercial trade at all, and apply for a pass to carry out this kind of "black car" business. Although it is risky, the money they can make from a trip is sometimes much more than buying and selling goods, but a black car is a black car. The risk is very high. Once the car overturns...the pass that cost a lot of money to apply for will be completely reimbursed.

"You, there is something uncomfortable about you!"

A high-ranking death knight riding on a nightmare beast pointed to Chaldea sitting on the edge of the wagon pulled by the Clefthoof. There was a hint of doubt in the eyes of this dead spirit, and he said in a dry voice:

"Take off the hood!"

Faced with the high-ranking knight's order, Chaldea, who pulled down his hood and covered his face, sighed. He said to Zela in his heart:

"It's only one step away, what a pity..."

Zela also saw this accident, and the Mother of Light didn't care about it, she said to Chaldea:

"It's very close to the Dark Portal, let's go! In case of a critical situation, I will protect you!"

"good!"

The next moment, Chaldea stretched out his hand, as if to take off his hood, but the moment he lifted his finger, a dazzling golden light burst out in the middle of the caravan, this pure holy light was like a beating Like a flame, it ignited the body of the high-ranking knight in front of him, and melted the four death knights rushing into the golden flames.

Chaldea's figure quickly walked towards the dark door in front of him. When passing by the fallen arakkoa who was so frightened and collapsed on the ground, Chaldea hesitated and threw a bag of gold coins to it.

"I'm sorry to disturb your business. Let's take these as compensation."

After finishing speaking, the figure of the priest moving forward quickly disappeared into the portal rotating like a vortex in front of him.

Ten minutes later, the fallen arakkoa Zaskar and the three goblin tax collectors of the Dark Blade Consortium were thrown into the prison of the local Glory Fort for tax evasion and bribery. What awaited them was the Dark Blade legal trial , it is estimated that Zaskar and the goblins will not be able to engage in business, which is a promising career, for the rest of their lives.

And the bag of gold coins that Chaldea threw to Zaskar was sent to the headquarters of the Hellfire Chapter in Hellfire Citadel as quickly as possible, and a few minutes later, it appeared in the High Lord Terry Ang's hands.

Yes, all this happened under the eyes of the High Lord...

Zera thought that no one in Draenor and Azeroth would be able to detect her existence, but she ignored that when Tyrion actively tried to hide herself, she also could not find the trace of the high lord.

"Ding"

A gold coin flew into the air with a light voice, and then fell into the palm of the great lord. Tyrion closed his eyes slightly, rubbing the pattern on the surface of the gold coin. This is a gold coin with extremely high gold content. It is too much like a product of this world. There are some patterns and letters on the surface of the gold coin, and no one knows what it means.

But the great lord's fingers could clearly feel that among the dozen or so gold coins, the two letters on one gold coin had been specially "processed".

"I...S"

The great lord silently read the two letters, and the next moment, his ice blue eyes opened suddenly.

"Illidan. Stormrage!"

"Illidan Stormrage! Is he your target? Zela...you haven't given up on him yet? That's great..."

Tyrion played with the dozen or so gold coins in his hand, and his mood became joyful at this moment.

He didn't assign specific mission goals to Chaldea, because he knew that it would be difficult.

No matter how proficient Chaldea is, he can't hide the risk of this task. This time, what he has to face is an ancestor Naaru, the spirit of the holy light who can see through fate. It will arouse Zela's suspicion, so the best plan is to have no plan, no goal, let it play!

Now it seems that the senior undercover Chaldea Morgan did not disappoint him!

"Nasa!"

The great lord called out in the dark, and after a while, the slender body of the shadow quietly appeared in the shadow behind the great lord, she waited for the order, Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief, but asked a question Irrelevant question.

"I heard that Lord Illidan is looking for a book recently..."The Book of the Dead" written by the Nathrezim demons, right?"

"Yes!"

Shadow replied softly:

"Illidan sent out several of his best demon hunters to search for the traces of the Dreadlord in places where demons gather in Azeroth. They used cruel methods to extract the soul of the Dreadlord. I am trying to find the original or a copy of this book, but according to our investigation... this book is not an important magic book, nor does it hide too many secrets."

"To be precise, the "Book of the Dead" is just the notes of an idle Nathrezim ancestor demon. It contains a lot of anecdotes about the Burning Legion...it has no strategic value at all!"

"Where is that book now?"

The great lord asked, and the shadow flipped through his handwriting, and after a few seconds, he said to the great lord:

"Because the "Book of the Dead" is considered an ancient thing even in the hands of demons, so it was used as a collection and placed in the collection of Tichondrius, the former first lord of Nathrezim. Do you agree with that book? Are you interested? Do you need me to fetch it for you?"

"I'm not interested in reading third-rate novels about demons, but since Illidan is interested...why don't we give him a hand?"

The great lord flicked his fingers, and gave the opportunity to his most trusted subordinate face to face:

"Prepare for an accident, Nasa, deliver the book to the draenei as quickly as possible, and then release the news...Of course, you must take the time, since Zela wants to see Illidan , as her "old friend", I naturally want to fulfill her wish."

"Besides, given the importance Zera attaches to Illidan, I believe that when His Excellency Illidan encounters "danger", Zera will definitely come forward to help him, walk out of her distant and warm lair, and enter the war-torn Ai... Xerath...I suddenly want to invite Ms. Xera to visit the Black Temple..."

"Go and arrange it, Nasa."

"As you order, High Lord."

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Three days later, in a secret base on Mount Hyjal, Illidan Stormrage, who was training a new batch of demon hunters, received a report from his subordinates.

This bare-chested demon hunter, covered with dark green magic patterns all over his body, and filled with the power of evil energy while walking, crushed the rune stone casually. As demon hunters, when they received the power of evil energy, they were burned. Blind, although they can "see" things in other ways, they prefer to use their hearing for information.

At the moment when the rune stone was crushed, Illidan's most loyal subordinate, the master demon hunter who fought with him in the War of the Ancients 10,000 years ago, the deep voice of Oritus the "suffering" was heard in Illidan's ear. rings in.

"Lord Illidan, we have found traces of the Book of the Dead."

"Two days ago, the Draenei spaceship docked in the Broken Isles was attacked by demons. Ms. Vihari, the Draenei grand garrison, killed a dreadlord. According to the information we collected, the lady came from The Dreadlord found an ancient tome that looked like the "Book of the Dead", but when we rushed there, Ms. Velhari had left the Broken Isles and returned to the Draenei city of Sha'tar in the Borean Tundra. "

"That Ms. Vihari is said to be the new grand garrison officer in the draenei regime and one of the leaders of the draenei army. She is powerful and has a noble status. It is difficult to obtain the book from her by ordinary methods. , Therefore, we recommend that you go to Shatar in person... There is also a deep-seated hatred between the draenei and the demons, if you explain the reason, she should not refuse."

"Um?"

After listening to his subordinate's report, Illidan wrinkled his forehead and said in a low voice:

"Such a coincidence? Velhari, I seem to have... heard her story."

"Forget it... let's go to Shatar!"