"Fuck off, lowly human! I need you to pour me wine! That's all you deserve!"

"Hahaha, Ebonok, you're wrong, they can't even pour wine, hahaha!"

In the spacious room of the Blackwing Lair, Dick, dressed in a black hunting suit that didn't quite fit, was enjoying his lunch with a knife and fork in hand. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

It seemed that there was a banquet going on here, and the air was full of intoxicating food, but the people sitting at the huge table were not polite gentlemen, but a group of rude dragons, and at the front of the table full of food, there were several black dragons who transformed into humans.

Dick was in a trance and returned to the equally lively Black Iron Bar, but as soon as he had eaten the last of the steaks, he heard a vicious shout, followed by a bunch of undisguised laughter.

The paladin didn't have to look back at all to know who it was.

Ebonok and Flegel play for two pure-blooded black dragons under the command of Nefarian, the prince of the black dragons, two terrible creatures who are in charge of guarding the laboratories of this super-large palace, and after Dick's arrival, these boring guys finally have a new fun

Dick shrugged his shoulders and grabbed the black-haired fighter beside him with clenched fists, pulling him out of the hall where dragonmen feasted and drank, baring their teeth at them or making insulting gestures along the way, but Dick didn't care.

These guys can only go so far! They don't dare hurt Dick and this black-haired human.

Nefarian's majesty was unimpeded in the obsidian palace, and after the Black Dragon Prince ordered that the two humans should not be harmed, even the most unruly of the dragonmen, Lazogar, who guarded the palace, had to resist the urge to kill Dick.

The prince called it "the last mercy to the condemned prisoners", and although Dick did not think that he would die, he did not reject this "mercy".

As the two of them stood outside the door of the hall, the angry black-haired human shook off Dick's hand and looked at him in disgust.

"You coward! If it were me, I'd go up and knock those monsters laughing at me to the ground!

"And then get killed by those monsters?"

Dick looked at the irascible human in front of him with the same face as King Varian's, and he accentuated his tone, "It's not brave to be reckless to send you to death, Gorash! When will you understand this?"

After speaking, the paladin rubbed his wrist,

"And do you think I'm not angry? I want to knock over those bunch of things I don't know more than you do, but I can't!"

Yes, Dick can't do it, it's not that he's injured or his injuries haven't healed, it's worse than that, Nefarian is not a fool, he would let a guy whose actual combat power may have surpassed that of a high-ranking lord run around in his palace, he personally sealed Dick's power, and the mysterious magic from the black dragon was like a web of chains, binding Dick's power in his body.

Even the bloody oak, the invincible life-saving weapon, was completely cut off under this seal.

Now Dick still has lord-level physical defense, but unfortunately, in other aspects, he is no different from ordinary people.

"Whatever you want! ”

The human who called himself Gorash rubbed his wrist and spat disdainfully at the dragons and dragons who were still feasting, and then said to Dick with great interest,

"I've heard that damn hypocrite say I'll be able to leave the stinking place tomorrow!

When Dick heard this, he tugged at his collar with some uneasiness, and said to Gorash,

"You'd better not expect too much, I don't think that guy is going to give you a "good home", by the way, you have to remember, you're the king of Stormwind, understand?

Gorash rolled his eyes, like a rude mercenary, and patted Dick on the shoulder,

"You're talking nonsense again, man. Although I have forgotten what happened before, I could not be a king, and besides, if I were a king, would I still be caught here?"

After saying that, this guy opened his arms and bared his teeth, like a warrior ready to fight,

"I guess I must have been a fighter before! Maybe a mercenary or a veteran, I could feel every muscle in my body, every drop of blood roaring at me to fight! Yes, fight to the death! That feeling beckons me! Dick, I should be a warrior, I should be a warrior! not a weak king!"

"Don't worry, Dick, I'll come back to save you, you're a good friend, though not a good warrior! And my heart is telling me that I need to fight, and killing all the black dragons in this world is the purpose of my existence!"

With that, Gorash quickly left the passage and walked to his room, Varian's half of his body had been like this since he woke up, no matter how much Dick persuaded him, he didn't believe that he was the king of Stormwind, and the Black Dragon Prince didn't dissuade Dick's actions, obviously, he knew that Dick's actions could only be in vain.

In the original history, after 3 years, Varian suffered almost the same fate, and Onexia extracted the part of his personality that belonged to the warrior and became Gorush, the guy in front of her, who tried to erase the upright and brave part of Varian's personality, leaving only a cowardly, weak-willed king to achieve her evil goal of manipulating the kingdom of Stormwind.

But now in this unrecognizable history, the Black Dragon Princess is very likely to have been killed, but unfortunately, Varian may have been destined for such a catastrophe, Nefarian took over the unfinished mission of the Black Dragon Princess and made Gorush in advance, and Dick thought with his heels, and could guess what the idea of the black dragon was fighting.

After gaining insight into the true mastermind of Varian's conspiracy, Dick discovers that a fragile and easily controlled Varian can definitely become the Twilight Prophet's most powerful weapon, but the two halves of his life are the life-saving cards of Gorache.

And this time it's even worse, under the trickery of the Black Dragon Prince, Gorush, the brave half of Varian, will probably have to go through a very crazy, very difficult time before he can embark on the path of recovering his memories.

Worst of all, Dick could only watch this happen, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.

In fact, it is not completely impossible to stop.

Dick fastened a cowboy hat to his head, turned and walked towards the utility room of the Blackwing's Lair, Nefarian generously lent Dick to open his closet, and it must be said that Nefarian was worthy of the title of prince in terms of taste alone.

After these three days of observation, the Black Dragon Prince is a guy with an extremely regular schedule, and at this point in time, he must still be busy in the laboratory where there are oozing wails from time to time, so Dick has no need to worry about his abnormal actions being discovered.

He walked into the utility room, which was full of all kinds of discarded test items, most of them were tortured and unformed baby dragons, blue dragons, green dragons, red dragons, and mysterious bronze dragons, most of them were left with only one breath left on the walls of the sturdy chains, and some of the young dragons who had become deformed after those unimaginable cold experiments, Dick felt chills in his heart even when he looked at them.

He walked through the "discarded test subjects" to the deepest part of the utility room, where a silent black dragon dragon was busy sorting out the test items that had just been abandoned.

"Valastaz!"

Dick called in a low voice, and the next moment, a black shadow grabbed him by the neck and pressed him against the cold wall, and the black dragon dragonman, who was no different from other dragonmen, stared at Dick with his eyes open.

"I told you, don't come to me again! I don't know how you found out about me, but that doesn't mean I'm at your disposal! Don't challenge the limits of a dragon's patience!"

The paladin tilted his head, and in his eyes, the red dragon's seamless disguise was useless.

"Valastaz"

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"Legendary Creature Template/Red Dragon"

"Strength 800, Agility 750, Energy 3500, Mana 3000"

"Comment: This is the real adult dragon! ”

Dick discovered the existence of the red dragon by accident, when he was wandering around Blackwing's Lair on his first day, trying to treat the poor test dragon cubs in the utility room, only to be chased out by the disguised fellow, and he didn't even know that his disguise had been discovered by Dick that day.

But after coming to him at this point for three days in a row, even the irascible young red dragon naturally realized that something was wrong, especially today, Dick directly said his real name, which made the red dragon feel even more surprised.

So for the first time, he chose his usual strategy, threaten!

But the paladin didn't care at all, he looked left and right, and adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable stuck in the dragonman's palm.

"I know you're looking for the Black Dragon Prince's secret! I know where that thing is, but you've got to do me a favor!

The red dragon brought his ugly disguise close to Dick again,

"Be your prisoner, human, I don't need your help!

Dick was thrown out like a garbage bag, but the red dragon clearly controlled the power, and when the paladin's body landed, there was not much pain, just gliding a long distance against the ground, and he stood up in a good time, patted the dust on his clothes, and picked up his hat.

"I'm sure you've found a chance to turn that lab upside down, haven't you? Didn't you find what you were looking for? Do you really know what the black dragons are doing here? Come on, red dragon, you don't know anything, you don't even know what your mother sent you for! You poor creature will never be as good as Karen!"

Dick picked up his pipe, took a deep breath, and a mocking smile appeared on his face,

"Yes, you know that guy, Keretzraz, your mother's favorite son, the hero of the Battle of Quicksand, it was never you!"

"Whew... Whew!"

The adult red dragon's breathing became heavy.

But Dick's voice continued,

"Think about it, you discovered the secret here, the secret that the black dragons did not hesitate to emerge from the shadows, and you took that thing back to the Dragon's Sleep Tower, what would your mother think of you, Karen only saved the mortal world, and you saved the dragon army, you did, right? Aren't you as good as the guy who is dead?"

The disguised red dragon was not moved at all, and continued to do the thing of carrying "sundries", and the urn responded angrily,

"Fuck off, I'll do it myself!"

"No problem, you can choose your fate, no one can control you. ”

Dick shrugged, turned around, and walked out with his cane,

"Help me get that hapless friend to the gates of Stormwind, find a way to hold Nefaryan, and I'll be waiting for you at the entrance of the lab at midnight tomorrow night! ”