The emissary of the Forsaken Ones was someone I never expected to see.
Cirvanas — — she actually came personally.
Actually, according to the original plan, the leaders of all the major races and forces in Azeroth were supposed to come personally. This way, the Salvation Army's founding ceremony would be grander. However, because we were worried that the Fallen Apostles would ambush us again and kill the leaders of the various races who had left their main camp, we changed the plan at the last minute. We discussed with the various races to have them send their own people with a certain level of prestige. It was clear that after the ambush a few days ago, the leaders of the various races were also worried about this problem. As a result, they agreed to our arrangement without any surprise. This was also why the representatives that came today were all characters that I had never heard of in the game before.
At that time, Cirvanas also agreed to my plan. She even agreed with us on the people she would send. Why did she come personally now?
The arrival of the Undead caused the representatives of the other races to have different reactions. The representatives of the Naga were curious. Regarding the Undead Army, these fishtails that had never left the Endless Sea didn't have much of an idea. In fact, due to the change in the plot, I even suspected that if we didn't appear, a certain blind person would never come into contact with the Naga. Who knew how long these fishtails would stay in the Endless Sea before they would appear on land. On the other hand, the reaction of the Dragons towards the Undead Envoy was an appropriate amount of caution and a relatively gentle attitude. As a group of old "people" whose combined age could make the history of human civilization go back and forth several times, their horizons were much broader than other life forms. Naturally, they looked at problems more thoroughly. Although these Dragons displayed a certain degree of caution due to their identity as the Forsaken Ones, they still maintained sufficient calmness and objectivity before the other party showed any signs of danger. This made me feel a lot more at ease.
The reactions of the various Horde representatives were even calmer. Among them, a few Beastmen even nodded at Cirvanas and the others who had just come out of the teleportation portal. Unlike the races of the Eastern Continent, the residents of Kalimdor weren't ravaged by the Scourge Army. To them, the Undead were just a race that they didn't have much of an idea of. Furthermore, Cirvanas successfully rebelled against her old master, the Lich King, and the experience of the Beastmen resisting the control of the Demonic Bloodline had a certain degree of similarity. This also made these Hulks have a certain degree of goodwill towards the Forsaken.
But the reactions of the Alliance representatives were a little interesting.
Of course, none of them showed any friendliness towards the Forsaken, but at least the dwarves and gnome emissaries didn't show any malice. Or rather, they were calm and knew that the bigger picture was more important. They also knew that becoming allies with the Forsaken was inevitable. However, the holy knight named Victor, who was the leader of the team, showed undisguised disgust and hostility in his eyes. He even placed his hand on the hilt of his sword several times. Is this guy an idiot? Could it be that the Alliance had chosen him as the Race Envoy because of his identity as an old noble?
Every single one of the envoys participating in this conference represented the entire race behind them. Yet, the human race's envoy was actually someone who held great enmity towards the undead. I couldn't help but wonder what the old men in Stormwind City were thinking …
I didn't care about the knight uncle's reaction as I took the initiative to walk in front of the Forsaken's diplomatic group. Beside me was Alaya, who had accompanied me to Gloom City last time.
"Cirvanas, why did you come personally?"
I asked curiously. At the same time, I was astonished to see that Cirvanas's eyes carried an almost imperceptible trace of worry. How could she have such an expression on her face? My impression of Cirvanas had always been that of a calm and steady Dark Queen. Even when she was being attacked from both sides by the remnants of the Calamity and the Scarlet Crusade, she had never shown any signs of panic. But today, why was she showing such an expression?
I had a vague premonition, but unfortunately, I wasn't a half-deity like Lin Xue, so I didn't know what was happening within the Forsaken.
Cirvanas' red eyes stared directly at me, while the undead guards behind her glanced warily at their angel sister, who was hovering silently behind me. Her lips were already cramping from maintaining a smile for a long time, and she was currently hovering silently behind me.
"I'm afraid that the news I brought isn't good," Cirvanas finally said calmly. "This time, I brought my remaining soldiers to seek your protection …"
"What?"
I couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. The arrogant and cold Queen of the Forsaken would actually say such words that were almost submissive?
Cirvanas sighed and hesitated for a moment before finally saying in a low voice, "Valimasas has betrayed us. Gloom City … Now, the only ones I can bring with me are the five thousand Undead Warriors who risked their lives to protect me …"
Cirvanas didn't suppress her voice. It seemed that she didn't have any intention of keeping it a secret. This matter was too shocking, to the point where it was impossible to keep it a secret. Military coups had always been a hot topic that could spread like wildfire through any channel.
"Hiss —" I sucked in a breath of cold air while cursing in my heart. This damned plot, can't you have a bit of a backstory?
Long before I left Gloom City, I told Cirvanas about the betrayal of the Royal Apothecary Guild and Valimasas using the prophecy made by the God of Prophecy in the Protoss as an excuse. However, Cirvanas and I thought that this was something that would only happen in the distant future. Thus, we decided to temporarily keep those fellows who would betray us but were still of great value. But … Damn, who knew that the plot of this world would actually go so far!?
Cirvanas's words were clearly heard by all the race envoys who were paying attention to the situation here. It probably wouldn't be long before this matter would become a report on the table of the leaders of the various races. I also thought of the reason why Cirvanas told me all of this bluntly. Facing such a huge change that was close to a calamity, if Cirvanas couldn't quickly find a strong enough protection, the restless forces from all sides would definitely be happy to take this opportunity to eliminate her. In the original plot, Cirvanas found shelter in Orgrimmar. But in this world, Cirvanas, who had just become independent and didn't have any allies, placed her last hope on me.
Right now, she really had the intention of cutting off all means of retreat.
Without even thinking about it, I knew that this matter was definitely related to our current enemies. To be more precise, it was related to the leaders of the Fallen Apostles. The current Burning Legion had probably become a spear in the hands of the Fallen Apostles. What we really needed to deal with were the former Shiring Apostles who had already transformed into the Abyss. It was obvious that after the leaders of the Shiring Apostles grasped our movements, they finally took action. Not only that, their original mentality of toying with us, they directly made a ruthless move: crippling the Forsaken.
Just as Cirvanas told me this terrible news, Lin Xue suddenly walked to my side and said in a low voice, "I have bad news for you. Do you want to hear it?"
"I just found out that the internal rebellion of the Forsaken has been brought forward."
Lin Xue raised her head with a little surprise on her face. Then, she chuckled, "Oh, now there are two pieces of bad news …"
I thought for a moment before coming to a realization, "You have another piece of bad news!"
Everyone was speechless.
Lin Xue suddenly gave me a knock on the head and gritted her teeth, "Can't you be more serious at this time? Or is your brain really that slow!? "
"Alright, alright, go on, go on …" I hurriedly put on a smile to appease the female T-Rex in front of me who could explode at any time and give me a max kill. Moreover, before she could decide which combo to use, I pretended to be all ears.
"That's more like it," Lin Xue pouted before saying with an arrogant expression, "Just now, I was looking at the stars at night …"
"It's daytime right now … Go on, go on …"
"You really deserve a beating … Go on, I was looking at the stars at night … Forget it, I forgot the second half of the sentence. I'll just say it directly. The enemy is about to fix that thing."
"What thing?" I didn't react for a moment and asked casually.
"Teleportation device — An Army-class teleportation device! A giant teleportation device that allows Archimonde and Kil 'jaeden to enter Azeroth as easily as going to the toilet! "
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