In Stormwind, Lord Regent Lothar looked disdainful of the sneaky guy in front of him wrapped in green robes and hiding his head and tail. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Huh, you want my warriors to work with those damn pigs, it's absolutely impossible!"

"I've long suspected that you're a spy of the tribe, but I haven't found any evidence. ”

"Although I am grateful for the information you have provided, and even more so for your recent contributions to the Kingdom, I am sure that you must have prepared a reasonable explanation before you walked out of this hall, explaining how the Honorary Sir of Stormwind turned into an envoy of Orgrimmar!"

"As for my army, I don't need outsiders to dictate how to arrange it. Their swords may be directed at the most threatening foe, but they will never be filthy orcs behind them. ”

"You say the Scourge is a vassal of the Burning Legion, I believe it. ”

"You said that the Scourge Legion is about to invade the mainland, and I believe it!"

"You said that Orgrim's orcs want to cooperate with me to unite against the Scourge Legion, I don't believe it!"

"The end of the natural disaster?

"War, yes! Cooperation, absolutely impossible!"

"The Lich King?"

"Many people may have forgotten the blood feud of the Dark Gate, but I haven't!"

"Those filthy orcs, whatever they have become, evil badgers or ugly lichs, are just corpses in my eyes!"

"You can now follow my guards down and get ready to explain your problems, 'Sir Green'!"

In the face of Lothar's undisguised disgust, a sigh came from under the hood of the green-robed man, followed by a few cold mockes, which sounded somewhat sarcastic.

"Your Royal Highness, it seems that I have underestimated you, and underestimated your stupidity and arrogance. ”

"As arrogant as you, I must warn you that you do not have the right to judge a knight. ”

"Of course, maybe you don't care, think you're in power, think your army is invincible. ”

"But don't forget, everything in Stormwind doesn't belong to you, but to the young prince. ”

"You... Is there really a right to make the valiant warriors pay for your stupidity?"

In the face of such a naked provocation, Lothar, who has always been known for his calmness, couldn't help but be furious, and a noble lady beside him raised her head, and her eyes as cold as water glanced deeply at the green-robed man, and the guards had already shouted angrily!

"Presumptuous!!"

However, before the guards could make a move, a handful of inky green smoke suddenly appeared around the green-robed man, and then her whole person, as if it had instantly decomposed into countless tiny mosquitoes, made a buzzing sound.

In the end, just before the guards finished surrounding, "it" banged, mosquitoes exploded, and the fishy wind set off made the guards who came forward hesitate and couldn't help but cover their noses.

When the fishy wind clears, there will be no figures in the same place!

Lothar pressed her hand to the hilt of her sword, condescendingly, frowning.

He first glanced sideways at the bewitching lady beside him, and was relieved to see that she was only slightly frightened.

After a long time, Lothar gritted her teeth and scolded:

"Sneaky people!"

The woman who seemed to be weak and delicate, under the black gauze hat, showed a grim smile on the face of a disaster for the country and the people.

The Brass Gate of Ironforge, slammed open, and a large group of dwarves surrounded a particularly tall dwarven general in pure steel armor and walked down the mountain.

This dwarven army is unknown and belongs to a small clan, but it is led by a member of the Copperbeard family, and it is quite a martial artist.

Lordaeron, one of the most powerful human countries today, is vaguely the most powerful human country, and King Minethil warmly received a group of seven Eastern swordsmen.

According to these men, they all came from an island nation in the east, and although King Terenus Minethir was suspicious of their true origins, after all, even if humanity had not yet fully explored Azeroth, they still knew and even had intimate ties with each other, and it was clear that there was no such country on the other side of the sea.

As for the small island and small country, what kind of place can cultivate a group of warriors comparable to the most powerful silver knights?

The old king Tenaris was a kind man, but if it weren't for the other party's display of the strength of the Knights of the Silver Hand, he would not really be a good corporal, and these outsiders were not his own sons.

In just a few days, the leaders of many large forces on the two main continents of Azeroth, the Eastern Kingdom and Kalimdor, have received almost the same piece of information, and at the same time received some extremely powerful foreign warriors.

Some of these warriors have been in various forces for some time, have established certain merits, and have considerable social status.

Others, who have only been in for a few days, have unique skills that cannot be ignored by those in charge.

Of course, not every lord will be easily persuaded to go on a senseless expedition and adventure for a group of potential enemies that cannot be seen.

The mysterious Cave of Time, a black dragon with a smooth and slender body, staring at the old and majestic bronze dragon in front of him like a torch.

It is also a reincarnation, and it is also a top fifteen and famous powerhouse among reincarnations, but this time it has to deal with a group of powerful enemies, demigods, that it has never thought of being an enemy.

The dragon's identity gives it extra strength and pride, and it does not allow itself to escape, nor does its Juggernaut.

Fortunately, this identity also has a lot of convenience, for example, this time, in the face of an almost impossible task, it tried to find the strongest local help with the identity of a dragon!

This kind of thing it has done before, and the most successful one was to encourage the dragons of a certain plane to attack the sacred mountain of a demigod, and at that time it was not even an adult, not even a legend, but the task was to ask for the god to be slaughtered!

Suffice it to say, the Juggernaut also seems to be happy to see it make the most of its identity. After all, except for the era of the end of the law, or the world where dragons do not exist at all, in any fantasy plane, dragons are the most powerful race, and they are well-deserved overlord-level creatures.

This time, its invincible mouth and tongue were difficult to achieve, and it directly hit its head and broke the blood!

When it first arrived at the Cave of Time, it didn't even have time to open its mouth before it attracted an attack from the bronze dragon guarding it!

And after showing almost demigod strength, it gained more jealousy and hostility than respect, and vaguely, those bronze dragons seemed to think of her as another evil black dragon called "Orknesia", and they exclaimed that name when they saw it!

When it finally broke into the Cave of Time and came to the face of a certain Bronze Dragon Elder, although the other party did not attack it like Stunned Qing, its vigilance against it was also very obvious.

If it weren't for his own strength, the black dragon would even doubt that it would have the opportunity to explain and persuade like it is now, and this obviously hostile attitude also made it sigh in its heart.

"Your Royal Highness, your wisdom is as deep as the sea, and you should know that I have nothing to do with the Black Dragon Clan in this world. ”

"Actually, even if I am a member of the Black Dragon Clan that you know, you should know that race doesn't tell everything, good people and bad people are never born and nurture. ”

The black dragon made a female voice, and it turned out to be a female dragon.

However, no matter what it said, the old bronze dragon, which was nearly ten times larger than it, only nodded its head in agreement, and once it offered to let the other party fight against the Scourge Legion, the other party would say that it was not within their responsibility.

Even if it made it clear that the Scourge legion's stronghold was in Northrend, it would defile the Eternal Dragon's Tomb.

Even if it adduces evidence of the past and the present, and proves that people of insight should nip the danger in the bud, the other party will not enter.

In fact, it was skeptical that the huge, massive, powerful bronze dragon in front of it was a real dragon, or something else in dragon skin, because it didn't resemble a dragon at all, especially in terms of habits.

No dragon would allow the corpses of their own kind to be desecrated after death, and no dragon would allow provocation from other races.

In the face of this old thing, the black dragon grinds his teeth with hatred.

It's a pity that the other party's attitude is casual, but the breath is a well-deserved demigod, he is not afraid, but he can't afford to provoke him.

And the team it has formed, the number of people has been capped, but the good and the bad are uneven.

There isn't much information that teammates can provide about the current world.

Especially regarding the dragons, it is only known that Azeroth has a group of powerful bronze dragons whose nest is located in the Cave of Time in Tanaris, south of the continent of Kalimdor, and is said to be the guardian of order.

As for the red dragon, blue dragon, and green dragon, there must be one, but I don't know where to look for it.

It is a pure-blooded black dragon that is synonymous with evil and nobility in most fantasy worlds.

I had heard that the black dragon was very unpopular in this world, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and I knew that the most powerful black dragon in this world was the Deathwing that it had heard heard and worshiped so much that it had the power to destroy the world, and even the gods dared to eat it!

In view of this, the black dragon did not feel that his identity would be a big trouble, until he really ran into trouble!

It is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and the black dragon has a plan, but it is limited to intelligence and strength, and it cannot be used, but it is frustrated.

This is also because it is not a strong dragon in the Black Dragon Clan, otherwise even if it only barely touches the threshold of the demigods, it will dare to compete with the real demigods, the power is strong, and the plan needs to be so troublesome.

Unlike now, even if they rely on high-level bloodlines and have more strength than ninety percent of ordinary powerhouses, they are also limited and have to look for foreign aid everywhere.

It named the team Deathwing as a sign of ambition, and it has long been admired by the legendary world-destroying style of Deathwing, but it is far from being a strong dragon like Deathwing.