It had been three days since the return of Azeroth to Draenor.

Accompanied by Dick, Sidestra first went to the Supreme Ridge of the Broken Isles to meet with the Black Horn of the High Leader Minotaur Elder, and the two black dragons who were not polluted by chaos had a secret conversation all night, and the next day, the Supreme High Ridge Minotaur Black Horn fell ill and died that night at the age of 9845.

Immediately afterwards, the Mother of Dragons took the restored Black Horn to Stormwind North County to meet her daughter Onexia, it is said that the king of Stormwind City, Varian Ureon, accompanied the whole process, the Mother of Dragons did not ask the royal family of Stormwind to untie Onexia's shackles, but she finally reached some kind of secret agreement with Varian, it is said that the Mother of Dragons proposed that after the Black Dragon Legion was rebuilt, she would pay the price of three black dragons serving Stormwind City for 200 years, in exchange for Onexia's freedom.

Varian was clearly more prepared for this kind of thing, and he rejected the 200-year clause and instead made another agreement with the female dragon that the Black Dragon Legion would need to send an adult dragon as a "royal advisor" as long as the Wryon family continued, which was equivalent to tying the royal family of Stormwind City to the Black Dragon Legion.

Although the rebuilt Black Dragon Legion is far from hopeful, out of trust in Dick, Varian was about to break the seal of Onexia on the spot, but was stopped by the Mother of Dragons.

Dick is right, before the source of the black dragon's pollution, Deathwing, is not dead, even she can't guarantee whether Onexia's state is normal, and the brutal and willful black dragon princess is unusually obedient when facing her mother, her father only brings fear, and her mother gives her a real sense of security.

Finally, the Mother of Dragons went alone to the ruins of the palace in Blackstone Mountain, where she sat all night, as if to say her final goodbyes to her dear son, the long-dead Nefarian.

And when she followed Dick back to the world of Draenor, the dragon kings who had been searching near Blade Mountain also received a message from Dick, so a hunting trap for Deathwing was slowly opening, and the prey, which had terrified the entire dragon world, was still immersed in his own evil research.

The bigwigs are only responsible for making plans, and it's the fighters who are fighting on the front lines of Draenor, uh, or rather, the prisoners.

"Wow, puff"

Two swift black shadows streaked across the barren and dead land of Blade Mountain at dusk, and behind them were dozens of heavily armed werewolf warriors.

The shattering of the world left not only scars on this ruined land, but also a variety of magnificent and rare scenery, such as the sunset on Blade Mountain, on the land full of savagery, the astonishingly large sun slowly fell below the horizon with a blood-red light, sprinkling the scorching afterglow of the setting sun on this land that had not completely lost hope.

Yes, Blade's Edge and the Nagrand Prairie, as well as the Zangar Marshes in the very center of the Broken Continent, are the only places in the whole of Draenor where natural life still exists, and if there is any hope for this world, then it is undoubtedly here.

The famous Bloodfang Warband has been active in the Void Storm not far from Blade Mountain since it was thrown into this world prison, but after the upper level reached a trade agreement with the Astral Consortium, it has become a secret area across the board, and the Bloodfang Wargroup can only move to Blade Mountain, and the new leader of the warband, Iva Bloodfang, not long ago, received a high-level order from the Dark Temple of Shadowmoon Valley at the same time as the leaders of several other warbands.

This made them dare not slack off in the power of the entire Draenor, and each of the seven major war groups, the most elite men were selected by the leader and rushed to Blade Mountain.

Clearly, the upper echelons have decided to wage the craziest war ever in this twisted land of stabbing stones.

"Signal!"

The humanoid Iva Bloodfang snorted at the lieutenant standing behind him, who immediately crushed the communication stone in his hand, and the most elite werewolf warriors of the Bloodfang Warband scattered to scout the surrounding area, the demons had already landed in many parts of Blade's Edge Mountain, and they had to make sure that they would not be disturbed by those pesky demons this time.

And a few minutes later, from the direction of the Luan Wilderness, two figures in black cloaks were approaching quickly, Iva was leaning on a fat lizard leg by the campfire at this time, this is the result of his warrior's hunt just now, these beasts still alive in the outer realm, it is impossible to be the opponent of the elite blood-toothed werewolves, in fact, the bloodfang warband up and down, is quite satisfied with the current situation, they can roar and hunt freely in this world, killing and destroying, no one cares about them, this feeling is simply amazing.

"Brother Van Cleve, you look really good. ”

Yes, it was Edwin Van Cleeff, a human prisoner who was sent to Draenor with Eva, who wanted to absorb the Defia Warband formed by Van Cleeff into the Bloodfangs, but then the news came that Van Cleeff had good luck and was given some important task by the bigwigs, so the matter was delayed.

And Van Cleef was also very happy to see his old acquaintance, this middle-aged man who was originally a little sad seemed to have adapted to the chaotic life of Draenor's broken world, he gave Eva a hug enthusiastically, and then sat unceremoniously by the campfire, eating the unsavory barbecue, while quickly cutting to the chase.

"We came half a month earlier than you, and under the instructions of my new boss, we ran almost every inch of the entire Blade Mountain, and the previous focus was on the land giant Goron who lived here, but a few days ago, it turned into a black dragon again... I guess it has something to do with your mission. ”

Van Cleef whistled, and Eva heard a swift wind coming from the sky, and he looked up to see a golden eagle swooping down like a sharp arrow, and with its sharp claws firmly grasped Van Clev's shoulder, who threw a piece of meat at it, and the dangerous creature tore at it while looking at Iva Bloodfang sitting in front of him with his own eyes.

"Kalimdor Eagle, I didn't expect anyone to tame it..."

The werewolf exclaimed, then looked left and right, and asked in a low voice, "Tell me about the news you brought, to be honest, I'm still confused, Shadow Moon Valley just asked us to bring people to Blade Mountain, what exactly we do, but no one knows." ”

"What else can you do?"

Van Cleef pulled out an ugly smile, his left hand was raised horizontally, and he pulled it around his neck, "We are responsible for finding information, you are responsible for killing, and this time, it seems that there are a lot of people to kill... The Luan Wilderness has now been overrun by a group of maniacs who worship the Black Dragon, and the big guys don't want that to happen, so... You know. ”

"If it's just killing, you can't use so many good hands, right?"

Eva scratched her big bald head and looked at Van Cleef, "Any inside information?

When Van Cleef heard this, the movement in his hand stopped, he thought about it, and gestured back, the silent human who came with him took a few steps back, and Iva saw this, and also let the attendants around him withdraw a long way, obviously, what Van Cleef was going to say next was not suitable for being heard by too many people.

"My boss is a complete bastard..."

Van Cleef cursed his leader for a moment, then wiped his fingers clean with his handkerchief, and as he wiped, he said, " He seems to have been implicated by his subordinates because of Azeroth's previous war, in short, this guy has a lot of background, and I also listened to what he said casually, it is said that the upper echelons originally planned to use the Goron giants here as war weapons to enslave them, and send them to the demon front line along with those savage ogres, but just a few days ago, the big men discovered that there was a very dangerous guy hiding here, so they temporarily stopped the investigation of Goron and turned to the news of the black dragon. ”

Eva's eyes rolled, the news was of little use, but Van Cleef's words were obviously not finished, and he continued,

"I heard from that bastard boss that I came here to get rid of the dragon worship bastards here before the big guys go to war with that dangerous person, and I heard that there is also a war against those black dragons and the sons of Goron, it seems that they are planning to end it up, but if I were you, Eva, I would choose to stay in the Luan Wilderness..."

Van Cleef's eyes narrowed, and he whispered in an almost dreamlike whisper in Iva's ear, "Although there are many cult maniacs here, the danger is actually the smallest, and they can reach the upper echelons, and other places may have great losses." ”

Eva's face changed, then nodded cautiously, and as he approached, he heard Van Cleeff add again,

"I know you still have a way to get in touch with Azeroth, help me take care of my daughter in the Wild West, happy to work with, old friend. ”

"Hmm!"

Eva grinned, clasped his outstretched left hand with Van Cleef, and perhaps made his own promise, "As long as Gilneth is still around, Vanessa will live like a little princess... I promise!"

Van Cleef nodded, and then took out a scroll from his arms,

"Take orders, Eva Bloodfang, in the name of the King of the Outlands, order Bloodfang, Twilight's Hammer Warband, to destroy the Dota Ogre tribe in the Dota Canyon within 5 days, capture at least two-thirds of them, and if necessary, get supplies at the Ethereal Bashil Docks. ”

Hearing this order, Iva bared his teeth, Illidan, that bastard, Dota Ogre is one of the most powerful ogre tribes in Blade Mountain, the two warbands are united, they can fight, but they will definitely suffer heavy casualties, but unfortunately, he has no capital to refuse the order, so in the end, Iva took the command scroll with some frustration.

A massacre is about to begin!

On the other side, in the Evergreen Forest of the Luan Wilderness, the Cenarion Council's stronghold on Blade's Edge, Grand Druiwalastan Deerhelm is listening to information from the spies.

Valastan is a very special great druid, his past is quite mysterious, few people have heard of his name, but the surname of the deer helmet determines that his background is not simple, he is a guy who should have died 1000 years ago, but his father, Vandal Deer Helm, waited 9000 years in another timeline through a portal to 10,000 years ago to save his life.

It stands to reason that he was supposed to be alive in another timeline, but due to Dick's efforts, this timeline world became the main world of Azeroth, and as a result, Valastan appeared in the Cenarion Council's headquarters almost overnight, taking his father's place.

Valastan himself didn't know this, only the great druids who were really close to Vandal Deerhelm knew about it, but they all chose to hide it, and the old Deerhelm traded his life for the continued existence of his son, a sacrifice that in itself was enough to be awe-inspiring and enough to change a lot of things.

And standing in front of Valastan is a guy in a black dress, the former Dark Lord Senxia... This guy is a bad luck, in his time in Marton, his always reliable first mate Gibbs participated in the 8-day war, and also participated in the massacre of the dragon-throated orcs, as a result, Senxia also had to choose "death" in Azeroth, and appeared in the world of Draenor as a new identity, but Dick still remembered his loyalty and dedication, so this incident did not have much impact on Senxia, but it was a pity that he single-handedly built up the Dark Lord fleet.

"According to the information we have received, all of the Golons of Blade Mountain have submitted to the management of the Dragon Slayer Gruul, and they rule all the ogre tribes in the entire Blade Mountain in a manner similar to enslavement!"

Sen Xia reported the results of the work of the spies to the great druid in front of him at a glance, "There are about 10-15 adult Golon collected so far, and there are a lot of juvenile Golons, but the growth period of this creature is extremely long, it may take 200 years to fully become an adult, as for those ogres, hum, a group of scum, relying on the elite of the seven war groups we transferred, we can sweep them within 5 days!"

Valastan nodded, the Great Druid was somewhat uneasy, before he went to Draenor, his beloved youngest daughter Istaria was seriously ill, although his wife Leyana was taking care of her, but inherited the old Deer Helmet's extreme importance to his family, Valastan didn't think that these damn ogres would be more important than his baby daughter, so after listening to Senxia's return, the big druid, who was a little anxious, waved his hand,

"Okay! I'll get the druids to join the battle against the ogres, and I have to make sure that the battle is over in 5 days, no, 3 days... What about those Gorons? What's the plan? Are you going to kill them?"

Senxia shrugged his shoulders and flipped through the plan in his hand,

"No, the higher-ups mean to seriously injure them and capture them, and then blame the black dragon to provoke a war between the two sides, and as for Gruul, there will be someone in charge of handling it!"