Because of the rapid heating up of the battlefield in Quel'Thalas, the situation in the Hinterlands is rapidly cooling down.

However, within seven or eight days, as the elites of the Alliance tribes evacuated further north, it quickly turned into a secondary battlefield. The human army was still fighting the orcs here, but the intensity of the battle dropped a lot in vain.

However, this does not prevent Blake from continuing to "shine" here.

It is said that Major Fairbanks, who succeeded General Turalyon and commanded the Hinterlands battlefield, has applied for a second commendation order for Black to commend this well-deserved "orc killer" for his outstanding performance on the battlefield.

Outstanding contributions to the alliance.

"When Saurfang left the Hinterlands to support the war in Quel'Thalas, he left several commanders here. The old warlord Treig who was responsible for looking after me now commands the orcs in the Hinterlands.

force."

Near Lake Varowen, which had been the center of the war in the past few days, Blake was following Garona towards the large military camp where the orcs stayed.

The legendary assassin scurried in the shadows while introducing Black to the situation.

She said in her accented human language:

"That old warlord...how should I put it, is a rare 'moderate' among the orcs at present. I mean, he is as brave as other orcs.

But a little more thoughtful.

I very much suspect that the reason why I was able to escape smoothly was because Cui Yige deliberately gave me a chance. Although he never said it, there was a trace of hidden pity in the eyes of the old orc every time he looked at me."

Garona shook her head and put these complicated emotions behind her.

She walked quietly on the edge of Lake Varowen, as if taking a leisurely stroll, leading Blake who followed her around to the core area of ​​the tribal military camp.

she says:

"I brought you here not to assassinate Treyig. In the military camp, there is the high-quality soul stone you need. It is in the hands of an orc warlock named Credan.

That bastard was from the Shadow-Moon Clan, a loyal servant of Gul'dan, and a senior member of the Shadow Council, but his strength is not that strong, and he is still at a level that you can deal with.

He pretends to be loyal to Orgrim Doomhammer, but actually stays in the Hinterlands to support Gul'dan. I doubt that once Gul'dan calls, Kridan will immediately launch a betrayal.

He has already snagged a lot of brainless guys here, and once Treyig is ousted by him, that old orc will probably die in the hands of his own people."

"Cridan?"

Blake blinked and asked:

"Kridan the Breaker? A warlock magic who is good at using fire and brimstone?"

"Well, that's him. Do you know him?"

Garona glanced back at Blake and asked, and Blake replied casually:

"Ravenholdt's intelligence network is very powerful. My colleagues will pay attention to anyone worth noting in the war, no matter it is a famous figure like you.

He is also a warlock who mixes among the greenskins and likes to play with fire."

Garona nodded.

She didn't doubt Blake's statement.

In fact, judging from the contact with Ravenholdt in the past war, this human assassin alliance with a good background can indeed do similar things.

However, Black knew that the orc warlock Credan was not from Ravenholdt's intelligence network.

It's because this guy also appears in the game.

Well, this guy really likes to play with fire.

"He's right ahead!"

A few minutes later, above an orc bunker, Garona stood in the shadows and pointed to Blake at a three-story wooden building made of bricks and stones in a very orc style.

she says:

"I will help you guard the surroundings, and leave the warlock and his servants to you. That guy has a demon with his own contract around him, and he is a very vigilant bastard.

That gadget of yours may come in handy, but you'd better not rely on it too much.

If you want to go further on the path of shadow, you have to use those auxiliary items as a means of saving lives rather than as a means of attack. From my experience, shadows obviously prefer pure assassins.

and this."

The legendary assassin threw a circle of things.

The thing was also covered in shadow. Blake took it in his hand and found that it was a coiled iron coil. Judging from the blood stains on it, this thing was used very frequently by Garona.

"Warlocks' magic requires chanting. In fact, the same goes for you human spellcasters. When you are not sure of killing with one hit, finding a way to remove their spellcasting ability is the first choice.

Warlocks and mages who cannot cast spells are no different from lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

Your stealth may be detected by warlocks like Kridan who are also steeped in shadow, so you will need this thing.

This kind of coil is a technique I learned from you human assassins. With just a little force, it can cut the throat and vocal cords. In many cases, it is better to use than a dagger."

The legendary assassin glanced at Blake and said with emphasis:

"I have trusted your wisdom, but I do not trust your skill. Facing an opponent like the Shadow Council, any mistake will be fatal.

So on the way from the Hinterlands to the hills, I will train you in my own way, but if I can't see what you promised me, Gul'dan's defeat...

Before I die, I will cut your neck with my own hands!"

"I serve death, lady."

Blake hung the cutthroat coil around his waist, and while sneaking towards the assassination target in front of him, he said:

"If you want to threaten me, you should find another way."

There are not many orcs in the three-story stone castle.

Obviously, even after drinking the blood of demons, the orcs did not like to stay with the warlocks. There were three wounded and sleeping orcs lying on the bottom floor, and Black touched them.

Holding the nose and mouth, he killed them one by one with a dagger without making any sound.

He re-entered the shadows and sneaked to a higher level. Garona, who was watching from the outside, shook her head repeatedly. This human assassin was very talented, but he obviously had no professional assassin training.

With his shadow control, a silent assassination like this should not break out of the shadow.

But he has not learned the skill of maintaining continuous cover in the shadows, his basic skills are very poor, and he has no idea how this orc killer got his reputation.

Maybe he is very lucky?

Going up to the second floor, Blake immediately smelled a smell of sulfur.

He looked around vigilantly and could feel the fluctuations in the shadows. There should be a demon hiding in the shadows nearby. If he guessed correctly, it should be a succubus.

And his target, Credan the Breaker, was busy doing something on the stone platform at the edge of the second floor. Wisps of green evil energy could be seen shining, probably doing some evil attempts by the warlock.

Blake took a few steps that way, and the busy warlock immediately looked back.

Being noticed!

As expected of a warlock who is also imbued with the power of shadows, he is so sensitive to the fluctuations of shadows.

Blake didn't waste any time, activated Shadow Step, crossed the shadows in an instant, and appeared behind Credan.

Stretching his hands forward, the slender and fluttering iron coils were like a noose, tightly squeezing the warlock's neck. Blake emerged from the shadow. In the shattered shadow like black smoke, he kicked his left foot behind the warlock's back and pulled back hard with both hands.

.

The sharp iron coil instantly cut into the warlock's flesh and blood, destroying the throat and vocal cords and causing blood to splatter on the orc's neck.

But this warlock's skin is unusually tough.

It's like there are some kind of fine scales growing on it.

With Blake's strength, he could easily cut a human's throat under such a choke attack, but at this time, the coil was blocked when it was strangled into the neck, making it impossible to continue cutting.

"boom"

The warlock's reaction was also very fast. The moment he realized that he had been attacked and lost the ability to cast spells, a ball of flames full of sulfurous breath was smashed behind him.

At the same time, the succubus hiding in the shadows howled and swung his bone spur whip and rushed towards Blake.

"Well"

The fire and brimstone added to it, making Blake feel like he was in a furnace for a moment. The burning pain made his body shake, but the next moment, when the orc warlock picked up a talisman of flames, the Tidal Talisman was activated.

"boom"

The tidal blow hit all around, knocking Credan and his succubus into dizziness at the same time. Blake took a step back, and the heavy black sword fell into his hand.

Using the Kul Tiran military swordsmanship, he raised his hands and swung forward with a wide-range slash.

"puff"

Blood splattered everywhere.

Maybe the warlock has magic buffs like magic armor or demon skin.

Perhaps the vitality of demons like succubi is far beyond the ordinary.

But in the face of the legendary blade's sharpness and demon-breaking ability, cutting them down is not as difficult as cutting wood.

The warlock and his succubus were almost cut in half.

But Blake did not directly gain "experience" this time. Amidst the ear-piercing howling, there was a strange purple crystal-like thing on the stone table in front of Credan, with a purple stream of light shining on its surface.
To be continued...