Ranger King of Azeroth

  Chapter 672 Confident Loken

  When the Battle of the Storm Peaks was about to start, in Shadowfang Castle in Silverpine Forest, Tyrande retrieved a strangely shaped scythe from the corpse of a mage with an unwilling face on the ground.

  Antonidas bowed slightly and said to Tyrande, "Thank you for your assistance, High Priest of Whisperwind. I didn't expect that Arugal, an idiot, would kill people and **** artifacts before. It's all due to Dalaran's lax discipline."

Tyrande temporarily handed the Luna Scythe to Shandris for safekeeping, then turned to Antonidas and said, "Don't worry, there are people with evil intentions everywhere, and Dalaran really couldn't take care of itself at that time, you don't need to make Alugao guilty Take the crimes you committed on yourself."

At this time, Modera also dug out an old parchment book from Arugal's laboratory, and she held up the book to signal Antonidas, "The Book of Ur is here, at least it won't be here in the future." There will be countless werewolves pouring out of Shadowfang Keep."

  Tyrande and Antonidas breathed a sigh of relief at the same time. In fact, Tyrande still felt a little guilty. After all, these werewolves... In the final analysis, it was the fault of the night elves.

  The original werewolf, Ralaire Burning, was the abuse of Goldrinn's rage that led to the emergence of such uncontrolled creatures as werewolves.

   To put it bluntly, these original werewolves were actually wild druids who lost control during the Satyr battle. Because they couldn't control their anger, they attacked Satyr and their allies regardless of enemy and friend, and were sealed by Malfurion into the Emerald Dream.

   All Arugal did was summon the werewolf from the Emerald Dream through the Book of Ur, and the werewolf was not a new species he researched.

  Antonidas nodded to Modera, and then said gently to Tyrande, "Your Excellency the High Priest, then we will return to Dalaran first, and I will open the portal and send you to Gilneas City."

   "The interior of Gilneas is quite chaotic now, please stay safe."

  Tyrande bowed slightly and saluted, "Thank you, Master Antonidas, for your concern. The Luna Scythe can help the Gilneans realize the conversion between werewolves and humans. We also hope to give these poor people some help in a limited area."

  Antonidas stroked his beard and nodded to Tyrande, and opened the portal to Kyrgyzstan casually.

When Tyrande walked into the portal with Shandris, Modera walked up to Antonidas and asked, "Antonidas, do you think that the High Priest really just wanted to help Gilneas? "

"hehe."

  Antonidas chuckled meaningfully, "Of course not. According to the records I have learned from ancient documents, the origin of these werewolves seems to be inextricably linked with the night elves."

   "The High Priest of Whisperwind probably wants to end the consequences of the night elves, and sell Gilneas a favor by the way."

  Modera pondered thoughtfully for a few seconds, then shook her head and said, "Forget it, this has nothing to do with us. The traitor was killed, and the banned books were successfully recovered. Let's go back."

   "Shua!"

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  The Titan Creator army led by Raiden had just passed through the wide tunnel, and immediately saw the Brunhilda Valkyrie troops waiting in the village of Siflierda.

   At the same time, Yogg-Saron in Ulduar has also noticed the movements of the guardians such as Raiden and Tyr, and he is furiously cursing Loken at the location of his prison.

"Useless trash! How dare you say that Tire and Azadas are already dead, and now they have found the long-lost guardian and led the army back to the Stormy Cliff, thanks to you being the King of Wisdom, Stupid pig! What a useless stupid pig!"

  Facing the master's anger, Loken could only reply tremblingly on his knees, "I'm very sorry! I will definitely redeem this fatal mistake with my own hands, please give me a chance, master!"

  Yug-Saron finally calmed down after venting his anger. Now, two of the three generals of Xelaki in his hands have died, and there is no possibility of resurrection.

  The last General Vezax will stay outside his prison to guard him, so now he can only let the idiot Loken go out to save the situation.

   "Very well Loken, I will give you one last chance to lead your steel army to extinguish the counterattack of those guardians, if you fail..."

   Loken said resolutely, "It is absolutely impossible for me to fail! It is impossible for some motley troops led by the three guardians to defeat me. In case of shortage of troops, I can also produce a large number of reinforcements through the creator engine."

   "Huh! I hope it's as you said, go!"

  Loken breathed a sigh of relief after leaving the Stairway to Madness, and then he showed a cold look, and said through gritted teeth, "Tyr and Azadas... I didn't expect you to be alive, this time I must kill you for sure!"

   Loken left Ulduar and went to his own Temple of Wisdom, sitting on his throne and shouting orders to a steel vrykul below.

   "Biagri, send someone to inform Thorim and Hodir to send troops to intercept the rebel army! Tell them to temporarily put aside their unnecessary fighting and unite with the outside world!"

"yes!"

The Vrykul general named Biagri lowered his head and reported, "Now that the rebels have arrived at the village of Sifrielda to fight with Thorim's family, we can send reinforcements from the engine of the Creator to support them. If there is another frost The Giants flanked Danny Finley, and victory was almost at hand."

"Um…"

  Loken thought for a while, and said cautiously to Biagley, "Thorim is a simple-minded guy, but Hodir...can't trust him completely. Be vigilant when the frost giants under his command arrive at the scene."

  Biagri respectfully led away. Loken got up and walked to the edge of the Temple of Wisdom. Looking at the army that had already started to dispatch from the engine of the Creator in the distance, a sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of his mouth.

   "No matter how hard you struggle, as long as you can't break through Thorim's defenses, you won't be able to threaten the Creator Engine and Ulduar. Desperately drown in my steel army!"

  In the village of Sifrielda, the two sides are facing each other through the temporary fortifications built by the earth spirit in a tacit understanding. Charlemagne is holding his chin with his hand to listen to the summary report of Moam who sent the original tol'vir to investigate the situation.

"The ice dwarves have set out from Frosthold under the leadership of Muradin Bronzan (Bronzebeard's Titan language spelling), and are now quietly passing through the glaciers of Burr's Breath to the Creator Engine on the griffin provided by the Wildhammer dwarves. Advance to the plain at the bottom of the mountain."

   "Danny Finley's frost giant also approached the village of Brunhilda through the ancient winter valley, and is expected to reach the front line of Shiflierda village in five days."

"Loken's steel army has changed. They are heading towards us from the plain at the bottom of the mountain, and they will probably arrive within five days. In addition, Lord Thorim secretly sent news that Loken asked his subordinate Brenhill Dar Valkyrie keep watch on the Frost Giants."

   When Charlemagne was listening to Moam's report, he stretched out his hand and swiped back and forth on the map of the storm cliff. Hearing Moam's last words, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Charlemagne's mouth.

   "Huh... Finally hooked?"