After hearing this and seeing the iconic hellhounds accompanying him clearly, Angma couldn't help but frown slightly, "It's him."

The Dog King Haka, like Manolos, the leader of the Abyss Lords, Tikdios, the leader of the Nasrezm's Fear Demon Kings, are all high-level commanders of the Burning Legion.

Although Haka is not as well known as these demons with obvious evil deeds, he does not have the top individual combat power created by Manolos's ultimate physical strength, nor does he have the strategic mind of fearing the devil's extremely cunning, and is often confused by people with a small number of Gulabash trolls as the way of redemption, it is undeniable that Haka cannot be underestimated.

As the name suggests, the so-called "Dog King" is the king of hellhounds, and has the ability to control and dominate hellhounds.

In the Burning Legion, Hellhounds are an important part of the ground forces and are very common. But don’t think that common means weak. On the contrary, the Hellhound’s unique body structure makes them much more terrifying than they look on the outside.

They are cunning and cruel. Perhaps their ability to fight head-on is not as good as that of demons who work in front-on battle, but because of their sharp senses, they are fully competent for the role of "Hunter". They are especially good at tracking arcane energy that is completely opposite to the chaos realm. The suction cup at the end of the thorny tentacles on their back allows them to suck out the magic power in a mage in just a few seconds, making it a shriveled corpse.

As the master of the hellhound, the dog king Haka is well versed in tracking and hunting, and is the well-deserved first person in the Burning Legion. With a wave of the whip in his hand, he can summon the hellhound far away in the twisted void in an instant.

However, Angma knew that Haka's ability to summon the Hellhound did not seem to depend on the whip in his hand, or, to a large extent, it was attributed to his own unique ability. At least history has not made a clear analysis of this matter.

The situation at this time is the same as in the official history.

In official history, shortly after the teleportation channel was completed, Haka was the first high-level demon commander to be sent to Azeroth to perform a mission.

The individual's strength is not too strong, at least it will not directly break the unstable channel like other high-level commanders with extremely strong combat power; his unique ability also gives him absolute strength that does not meet the power level; his understanding of evil magic and portals is enough to meet the needs, not to mention that due to summoning ability, one person is an army, who is more suitable to come here as a pioneer? At least looking at the many high-level commanders of the Burning Legion, Haka can almost be regarded as the best choice.

Just as Angma was watching, since his body had completely left the teleportation channel and appeared in the real world, Haka's body immediately began to recover towards his original form.

Just like blowing a balloon, it gradually expanded from the height of one person at the beginning to a giant demon more than ten meters high. Its muscles were twisted, its thick arms were comparable to a tree trunk, and the exposed gray skin was covered with deep gullies. After a closer look, I found that they were layers of accumulated scars, as if telling the great achievements of the past.

Although the basement has been opened as large as possible, it is still too small for Haka. In the end, he has to squat down to avoid slumping the entire space.

After realizing his situation, Hakado was a little dissatisfied and ignored the fear of the upper elf mages. Without saying a word, he quickly weaved a spell and applied it to the portal.

The portal seemed to have received a big replenishment. In a few seconds, the channel built by evil energy changed from light green to dark green, and the stability level increased by several times. The terrifying scene at the end of the portal quickly became clear, and countless wizards of Arida could be seen vaguely cooperating with casting on the other end to expand the teleportation channel...

The upper elves were all shocked. Just a spell that was lightly slandered was worthy of their countless hard work. Some people couldn't help but sigh that they were worthy of being the messenger sent by their master...

Angma was also moved.

The characteristics of many high-level demon leaders are so distinct that some people always ignore the key issues and think they only want to be as simple as they seem.

After being "recruited" by Sargeras, these powerful demons, with Sargeras fighting in the boundless end over countless centuries, destroyed a planet with one and slaughtered billions of creatures.

Not to mention the strategic mind, command skills and battle formation experience are all piled up through countless wars. Even demons who are not good at casting will have considerable casting abilities, let alone vision and insight.

It is the stupidest mistake to underestimate any high-level demon who has been active for many tens of thousands of years.

"Harves, how are you doing?" Looking at his masterpiece, the Dog King Haka sneered, and the leaping evil flame pulled a shadow behind him, and the atmosphere in the basement became even more sensational.

Harves hurriedly replied: "Sir, we have done our best, but the Night Elf is too powerful in the capital. In a short period of time, it is almost impossible for us to seize control of the Well of Eternity and expand the teleportation channel extensively. The previous incident has aroused Azshara's alertness. At present, we have to act cautiously. All plans can only be carried out in the dark. As you can see, only these people faithfully respond to the master's call, which is far inferior to the Night Elf..."

When talking about his compatriots, his tone was very indifferent, as if he had long stopped treating himself as a night elf.

Angma shook her head when she heard this.

"How many obstacles will we face if we start the attack?" Haka asked briefly.

"About three hundred top court mages, nearly one thousand royal guards guard the palace. In addition, there are 10,000 battle-prone guards distributed in five barracks ten to fifty kilometers away from the capital. As for those weak guards who engage in security patrols in the city, there are more than a thousand, but they are not worth worrying."

Havis understood what Haka was referring to and replied without hesitation. Although he was not the main person in charge of the palace and defense work, as the queen's most re-advisor, it was not difficult to understand the details of the defense.

"But these are not the primary issues, what really worries me..." Harves paused, "It's Queen Azshara."

He had already considered the issue completely from the position of the Burning Legion. I don’t know if it was Sargeras’s ability to bewitch people, or if this “loyal” royal consultant was too good at choosing good trees to live in.

"With my help, it's no problem to deal with your queen. But..." Haka snorted coldly and looked back at Harves, "I think you'd better open up more space to accommodate my pets."

As he said this, he waved the whip in his hand again.

With a crisp "pop" sound, the evil flame suddenly exploded when the whip fell. When the strong light disappeared, a huge hellhound had appeared in the basement, with corrosive saliva dripping from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were greedily looking at the mage beside him.

The mage was trembling all over, and it was obvious that he could hardly resist the desire to turn around and escape.

"I will immediately instruct my subordinates to open up more hidden spaces, but..." Harves glanced at the Hellhound, suppressed the shock in his heart, and said respectfully, "I am not disrespectful to you. Even with a strong person, it is not easy to deal with Azshara."

Angma, who was eavesdropping far above the Well of Eternity, sneered, thinking that it seemed that Harves had not been lost yet.

You know, even the Abyss Lord Manolos, who can tie the demigod Senarius, is extremely wary of Azshara, and he believes that her strength is second only to Archmond.

Although this is just the first impression that Manolos has not been verified after much research, it is enough to prove that as the most powerful mortal ever, Azshara's strength is far superior to the high-level commander of the Burning Legion like Manolos.

Under such a premise, even if Harves gained new power from Sargeras, even if he joined forces with the Dog King Haka, plus all his minions and these Hellhounds, there was no possibility of defeating Azshara.

It is even possible that Azshara would defeat him without any suspense in turn.

"Hum..." Haka just smiled, then tilted his head and twitched his nose twice, as if he was sniffing something.

Just when Angma thought the dog king was going to make a stupid mistake of underestimating the enemy and was deeply troubled by this, Haka said: "Of course, this is her home court after all, we have to be more cautious. From this far, I can smell the magical breath of her body. She is indeed very strong..."

Very strong? Not just very strong.

Angma shook her head. When Haka really saw Azshara and felt the unparalleled magic at hand, she would be shocked and even feel a deep sense of powerlessness, just like Manolos' fear of Azshara in the official history.

"Don't worry, I will teach you how to expand the portal. If your subordinates are smart enough to understand the true meaning of evil magic... within a few days, another colleague of mine will come here to help us act. When everything is ready, we can start an attack..." Haka said in a cold voice.

Harves was overjoyed, as if he had seen the day when Sargeras, who had captured Sinathalin, came here to reward his loyalty, "Great!"

Haka glanced at the exhausted upper elf mages and said to Havis: "I suggest you recruit more 'like-minded' friends. Although the master is very patient, none of us wants the master to wait for a long time... Within two months, this passage must be expanded enough to accommodate the smooth passage of the vanguard!"

"yes!"

...

After listening to all the conversation, Angma secretly left a long-term exploration magic.

After all, Azshara's perception ability is still too strong. He doesn't want Harves's small move to be seen in advance. Once the fluctuations emitted by the portal exceed a certain upper limit and reach a point where it is possible to be discovered, the reserved magic will be activated and informed Angma.

At that time, Angma will come immediately to "wipe the butt" Harves.

After completing all this, Angma returns to the suburbs of Surama.

Still far from the courtyard, I saw Alisander who was talking to Vasqi at the entrance of the courtyard.

The robe she wore showed her new identity - the ruling class of Surama City, and she could be called the wizard leader. She looked like she had just returned from the trivial matters of taking office as a wizard. She was excited to become a wizard and kept talking with Vasqi, just like a little girl who got what she wanted.

Looking at this scene, Angma couldn't help but smile and accelerated her pace. She was about to speak out and tell Alisand that she was back, but suddenly she thought of something and stood there.

He quickly cast his spell and brought a breeze, taking away all the smells on his body, including Azshara's perfume smell, even the body fragrance left on his body, etc., and even the subtle smell that remained after the incident was not spared. Although a girl of Alisander's age may not understand that, it is not an exaggeration to be careful.

After stretching out the collar and smelling it, Angma walked over leisurely.

"Sir." Vasqi bowed slowly, and then left with tactfully, leaving all the time to Alisand and Angma who were full of joy and had nowhere to tell.

After Vasqi left, Alisand, who had been unable to wait, hugged Angma with a long time ago, and two well-developed little rabbits squeezed Angma's arm. She said happily: "You are back! Magister, do you know how much I hope to become a magister!"

Angma was sincerely happy for her. Just as she was about to speak, the excitement in Alisand's expression quickly disappeared, her brows frowned slightly, and she looked at him with a suspicious look.

Angma's heart skipped a beat and she suddenly became furious. She felt a chill on her back. He calmed down and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"It seems like...is something wrong with you?"

"No? What can I do wrong?" Angma chuckled and thought to himself that something big is not good. The woman's sixth sense is really terrible. She turned her mind and breathed a sigh of relief. She pretended to be sad: "I went to Pandalia to visit several old friends yesterday, and crossed half of the continent one by one. Maybe it was too tired and troubled... Pandalia, have you forgotten? What I told you is the land where the panda people live..."

Alisander didn't listen at all, and looked at him straight, as if he had to see something from his eyes.

Angma hurriedly changed the topic and said, "By the way, I heard you became a member of the Magisters' Council. Which seat is the first? My 'Primary Apprentice' has become a big shot in Surama City. It's really touching..."

As soon as he talked about this, the excitement on Alisander's face returned, and his tone became lighter again, "Third seat! Do you know, I am not only the youngest magician in history, but also the youngest MP! No one has ever achieved such an achievement."

Huh, it's okay... Angma's life is gone, but looking at Alisander who is cheering and excited, when he thinks of what he has done before, he feels extremely guilty and full of sins. But at this point, he suddenly remembers Lana Seal, who is far away from the other end of the timeline...

And Mavie, whom I can't escape from the future...

Angma was very worried for a moment and had to pretend that nothing had happened, saying, "It's great. Speaking of which, I was once the third magician among the clans, and then started my own journey. It seems that the number "three" is really an initial number..."

"Is that right? Why haven't I heard you tell this story?"

"If this story is unfolded, it can be said for three days and three nights..." Angma smiled slightly, grabbed the little hand that was holding his arm, and pulled Alisand towards the cottage, "Have you had lunch? I didn't even eat much in Pandalia. Do you want to eat some together?"

"Okay, but... I have a question. Haven't you been in Pandaria all the time?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Since you've just returned, where did you hear about me joining the Magisters' Council?"

Thanks to 両 codename 9527両, flying Dante for the reward ~
Chapter completed!