Chapter 1870: Chapter 1263: Inside Stormwind
Reginald was indeed a battle veteran, with rich experience.
He had fought against Orcs alongside Losa, and had even personally raided the Tower of Medivh. To Reginald, at his age, what had he not experienced?
But this… he truly had not experienced!
Was the problem solved?
Alright then, looking at the Blackrock Spire in front of him, now reduced to a deep crater with nothing left, Reginald was left speechless. The Dark Iron Dwarves and Dragonkin originally here were all killed in that terrifying explosion, and even the two massive Monsters that seemed to be the bosses here were utterly defeated.
Reginald didn’t know what that Fire Lord was, but he was certain that the Black Dragon was no easy foe to deal with.
Yet, such a Giant Dragon was easily dealt with by a few young girls…
At least from what it looks like now, the threat to the Burning Steppes has been completely neutralized.
Yes, completely and thoroughly.
Even if there were any remnants, as long as the Alliance sends some people over to clean up, it should just about be done.
“In that case, we’ll be leaving.”
As soon as Reginald came to his senses, he saw Duanmu Huai greeting him and the others then preparing to leave.
“Please wait a moment! Brave warrior!”
Seeing Duanmu Huai turn to leave, Reginald was taken aback and hurriedly stepped forward.
“Hmm? Is there anything else?”
“No… you all have achieved great feats; please come back to Stormwind with me. His Majesty the King will surely reward you all…”
“Not interested.”
However, Duanmu Huai just waved his hand.
“I only came because of the threat to Humans here. Now that the matter is resolved, I should go.”
“This…”
Seeing Duanmu Huai’s calm demeanor, Reginald really found himself at a loss. Honestly, he didn’t expect Duanmu Huai to be so indifferent. He didn’t care about any rewards at all; Duanmu Huai’s demeanor was as relaxed as casually kicking away a stray dog while walking down the street.
But no matter what, Reginald couldn’t let Duanmu Huai leave like this.
“May I ask where you all plan to go next?”
“Silithus.”
“I see…”
Upon hearing Duanmu Huai’s answer, Reginald sighed in relief.
“In that case, please come to Stormwind with us. His Majesty the King can have the Royal Mage open a Teleportation Portal to Theramore for you all. You can head to Kalimdor directly through the portal, without the hassle of travel.”
“Hmm…”
Hearing Reginald’s suggestion, Duanmu Huai thought for a moment. Although he didn’t care personally, considering two unfortunate people who suffer severe seasickness… at least the portal would be faster.
“Alright then.”
Ultimately, Duanmu Huai nodded and agreed to Reginald’s suggestion, and the latter also sighed in relief.
Anyway, at least now he managed to keep them here.
After that, Duanmu Huai and others returned to Stormwind. Not interested in going to the palace and dealing with that seemingly incompetent king, Duanmu Huai led the others to stroll around the streets of Stormwind. Meanwhile, Reginald rushed to the Royal Palace to report everything that happened in the Burning Steppes to King Varian.
“So, the explosion that happened in the Burning Steppes was caused by that adventurer?”
After listening to Reginald’s account, King Varian was shocked and in disbelief. He had seen the massive explosion that happened in the Burning Steppes from the Royal Palace. However, at that time, King Varian did not know what had happened in the Burning Steppes, so when Reginald returned, he summoned him immediately.
The result… well, it sounded even more bizarre than he imagined.
According to Reginald, he didn’t know exactly what Duanmu Huai did, but judging from the previous action where Duanmu Huai took out something, he believed it should be something like a bomb.
Only, the power of this bomb was a bit too much.
Truth be told, this was also the part Reginald and Varian couldn’t understand.
Assuming it was indeed a bomb, given the power capable of destroying the entire Blackrock Mountain, it could be considered a strategic weapon of deterrence for any faction. After all, if it could destroy Blackrock Mountain, it could also easily destroy a city, and the thing was quite small, easy enough for anyone to carry, which was extremely threatening.
But based on Reginald’s observation, Duanmu Huai tossed that thing as if it were mere garbage. If he hadn’t witnessed Blackrock Mountain’s explosion firsthand afterward, he would have thought the guy was just randomly tossing trash.
So the question arises, what does this signify?
Considering he used it to destroy Blackrock Spire, he clearly knew its power. But generally, weapons of such massive power aren’t common, they are even extremely rare. At least in Varian’s opinion, many a Divine Artifact might not even have such power, and these Divine Artifacts are not recklessly used, all kept under tight security.
Who would discard a Divine Artifact like trash?
“What’s your opinion, Marshal Reginald?”
“Reporting, Your Majesty, I think…”
Marshal Reginald pondered for a while before presenting his answer.
“I think these people might be from some faction, and these weapons were manufactured by that faction.”
“Oh? What makes you say that?”
Upon hearing Marshal Reginald’s response, Varian became intrigued.
“Because one of the companions of that gentleman also fought in a similar manner.”
Marshal Reginald naturally referred to Homura Akemi. Although he wasn’t sure what kind of weapon Homura Akemi used, Reginald thought it must be some sort of cannon-like equipment, only smaller, capable of being used by a single person, and with greater power.
Plus, there was that cylindrical bomb shoved into the Black Dragon’s mouth at the end, which, while not as powerful as the one Duanmu Huai threw, was still beyond ordinary power.
At least in Marshal Reginald’s view, this should belong to some kind of standardized weaponry, and to be able to manufacture such things would certainly require a lot of materials and manpower. However, after Reginald General’s careful observation, he did not believe that Duanmu Huai and the few girls he brought had the ability to manufacture such weapons. But seeing them use these weapons without any regard for consumption, it indicated that there must be a supply channel behind them providing these equipment.
And to achieve this, only certain forces could do it.
“Certain forces huh……”
Upon hearing this, Varian paused for a moment, then exchanged a glance with the person beside him before looking again at Marshal Reginald.
“Marshal Reginald, do you know what has happened at the ruins of Lordaeron recently?”
“Lordaeron ruins? Are you talking about the Horde’s undead? What happened to them?”
Upon hearing Varian’s inquiry, Marshal Reginald was taken aback. He had been captured by the Dark Iron Dwarves and held for several months, during which he was completely isolated from the outside world and knew nothing about the changes. Marshal Reginald originally thought that after a short period, the world should not have changed much… looks like that might not be the case?
“Just recently, the Forsaken have been completely uprooted, Undercity has been utterly destroyed, and the undead in Tirisfal Glades and the Plaguelands have been completely annihilated.”
“What?”
Upon hearing this, Marshal Reginald was greatly shocked, he completely did not expect that during the few months he was imprisoned by the Dark Iron Dwarves, such a drastic change could occur in Azeroth!
“Who did it?”
“I don’t know.”
Varian shook his head.
“Currently, no force has stepped forward to claim responsibility for this matter, and what we could observe were countless flames and explosions descending from the sky, utterly destroying everything there.”
“Flames and explosions? Destroy everything? Your Majesty, you mean it was……”
Marshal Reginald was not foolish, upon hearing this, he immediately reacted.
“You are saying that the adventurer and his companions came from the force that completely destroyed the undead?”
Ordinary explosions and flames certainly couldn’t be forcibly linked. But once a limit is exceeded, it’s another matter entirely. Whether it was the explosion that destroyed Blackrock Mountain by Duanmu Huai, or the overwhelming firepower of that mysterious force that wiped out the entire undead region, both far exceeded the limits of this era.
So there isn’t entirely no common connection between the two.
“Very possible.”
Varian nodded.
“I took a close look at the letters he brought; his first appearance was at Southshore Town. You should know that it is the frontline of conflict between the Alliance and the Horde. If he is from that force, then he can reach Hillsbrad Foothills simply by crossing Silverpine Forest.”
“Indeed……”
Marshal Reginald didn’t have much intelligence on this matter, but after listening to Varian’s analysis, he discovered where the problem lay.
“Your Majesty suspects them to be spies?”
“Do they look like it to you?”
“Frankly speaking, totally not.”
Marshal Reginald shook his head.
Generally, spies are people who wish to completely conceal themselves, there is no way anyone would be as ostentatious as Duanmu Huai.
“In fact, after eliminating the threat of the Burning Steppes, he tried to leave directly.”
“Leave?”
“Yes, he said he intended to go to Silithus, and I had to persuade him that it would be quicker to travel via teleportation portal from Stormwind to get him to follow me back to Stormwind.”
“Silithus? What’s he going to do in Silithus?”
Varian was a bit surprised. Silithus is basically a vast desert, with nothing particularly noteworthy. Of course, as the King of Stormwind, Varian also knew… uh, wait a minute……
“He wouldn’t be aiming for Ahn’Qiraj, would he?”
“……Would he?”
Upon hearing this, Marshal Reginald was taken aback. But upon closer thought, there seemed to be nothing else there except the Scarab Wall and the Dragonkin in the Caverns of Time… and the Scarab Wall, as the seal for the Qiraji Swarm, was extremely durable and fundamentally impossible to break through.
The general assumption is that…
But generally, such an assumption would lead one to think Blackrock Mountain couldn’t be blown up either?
If Blackrock Mountain got blown up, then blowing up the Scarab Wall would be a piece of cake?
Of course, the Bronze Dragons there aren’t to be trifled with… but neither are the Black Dragons to be trifled with, right?
The results everyone saw…
As everyone looked at each other in confusion and the atmosphere in the hall gradually began to feel eerie, the arrival of the guards broke the suffocating atmosphere.
“News from SI:7? Bring him in immediately!”
Upon hearing this news, Varian decisively threw aside the oddities in his mind and became serious again. SI:7 is the Kingdom of Stormwind’s most core intelligence department, and currently, their most urgent task is to investigate the mysterious force that wiped out the Forsaken.
Since the other party has reported, it means the investigation has results.
Soon, led by the guards, a man walked in, he was Master Assassin Mathias, also a leading figure in SI:7. This time he was in charge of investigating the matter. From his travel-stained appearance, it showed that this Assassin Master virtually had no rest before directly coming to the Royal Palace.
“What’s the situation? What did you find?”
Fixing his gaze on Mathias, Varian inquired, and Mathias nodded with a solemn expression.
“I was fortunate enough to succeed, Your Majesty.”
“Oh? Then you know who they are?”
“Yes, Your Majesty, they call themselves—the Tribunal.”