Benny once again saw how tenacious the dragon's life spirit was, and even when the heart was pierced, the black dragon still rose and fell. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"My death is not the end, the world will end." Nefarian's amber snake eyes stared at Benny, his voice still clear and powerful.

"You overestimate yourself, you overestimate our enemies, and the only ones you underestimate are the mortals you regard as ants." Benny pursed his lips disdainfully. "The time of mortals is coming, alas, you can't see it."

"I'll be back." Nefarian's eyes flickered inexplicably.

"Nope." Benny raised his staff. "You won't."

The golden sword inserted in the dragon's body flowed into the dragon's body as if it were melting, the dragon's eyes widened, and the golden light seeped out from his wounds, and gradually, the dragon's body dissipated into the air as if it had been disintegrated.

Illanicus looked poised, the death of every dragon was not something to be happy about, even if that dragon had fallen.

"I'm sorry I had to." Benny turned and looked at Illanicus, who had taken on elven form. "Even if it's a corpse, he's still a big threat."

"I understand." Illanicus looked around at the mess, as evidenced by Nefarian's actions.

"Your Excellency, Great Lord!" The golden armor on Walter's body had faded, and the golden spear in his hand had been put away by him. "The battle is over, but we found some remnants of drakes and dragonmen, and -----" Walter hesitated for a moment. "We've caught some goblins, and ----- Quel'Thalas elves."

"Bring the goblins here, keep an eye on the elves, and give them to Quel'Thalas when you get back." Many people in this world worship dragons, and elves are no exception, they will serve dragons willingly, and they are proud to be transformed into dragon beasts. It's just that goblins----- creatures rarely show much interest in matters other than gold coins, worshipping dragons? No kidding, the dragon won't pay them.

"No, no, no~ you can't kill me! I have something very important to give to your sir! I swear!! Behind Walter came a shrill shout, one of horror and flattery.

Walter sighed and stepped out of the way, revealing the goblin behind him.

Attractive ears, noses to the sky, ugly people can't look directly at these goblins.

"What's your name?" Benny asked expressionlessly.

"Oh, so bright and majestic, you must be their chief." The goblin struggled to break free a few times, but he couldn't break free from the paladin's grasp, and he was lifted by the paladin's neck and blinked helplessly. "I'm Gurgo, Gurgo Furnace, sir."

"Furnace water?" Benny was stunned. "Interesting, this seems to be a dwarf surname?"

"No, no, no." The goblin shook his head. "My clan is known for forging powerful weapons and armor, Honorable Sir, even Lord Nefarian, oh no, that evil black dragon, also took a fancy to my forging skills, otherwise I wouldn't be here, you know, that evil black dragon is simply the most evil in the world! He won't even pay me! ”

"Really?" Benny smiled. "You said that there is something very important to give me, is it the forging method of essentia ingots?"

"How do you know?" The goblins were devastated by God.

Benny didn't answer the goblin's question, but looked at Walter.

"Take him with him, let him bring all the information, utensils, and personnel related to essentia ingots back to Stratholme, not a single one is missing, understand?"

"Yes!" Walter thumped his chest and walked off into the distance with the stunned goblin.

"What is an essentia ingot?" Khadgar stood behind Benny at some point, a stack of papers in his hand.

"A powerful metal." Benny said. "Nefarian is working on it, but unfortunately it's not going to work yet."

Khadgar nodded, lifting the paper in his hand.

"Look at these."

Benny took a few pages and read them.

"Test log?!" Benny frowned.

"No, not those." Khadgar crouched down and lowered the paper in his hand to the ground, and he flipped through a few pieces of paper and handed them to Benny. "It's this."

Benny took the paper in his hand, the drawing on it made his brow furrow.

The paper was drawn of a dragon, the skin of the dragon's body was cracked, and an unknown liquid flowed out of it, and he had horns that were more hideous than Nefarian, and even on the paper, Benny could still feel that it was an incomparably powerful dragon, and the dragon's body was painted with some living square and round armor.

"You should take a look at this." Benny handed the paper in his hand to Illanicus.

"It's like they're forging armor for a dragon." Khadgar said. "I don't think it's a good thing."

"It's Nesario." Illanicus inhaled, a look of hell. "He should be dead!"

"Now, it seems, that's not the case." Benny touched his chin, and it was not a short time to come out, and some green stubble had already emerged there, hard and a little prickly. "That goblin might know something."

"Can he give it to me?" Illanicus asked, pointing to a few pieces of paper in his hand. "I need to hand him over to Her Majesty."

"Of course." Benny nodded.

"I'm going back to Stratholme first." Illanicus said. "I'm sorry, I can't help you. I must inform the clan of this as soon as possible, and we must investigate this matter as soon as possible. ”

Nesario's fall had cost the dragons so much that the Blue Dragons were almost wiped out because of it, and he had not been heard of since he was defeated in the battle of Grimobato, where he was directly hit by the dragon's soul, and the power in his body was completely out of control, and everyone thought that he would not live long if he did not die. If he really wasn't dead, then he must have been planning something, and Nefarian might have done it at his behest!

"The shards of the Scepter of Quicksand have all been obtained." Benny said. "We're also going to Silissus, so it's better to leave things here to the Alliance."

"Maybe we'll see you there." Illanicus nodded, and walked to the side of the clearing, where a huge green figure appeared, and the dragon shook its wings and soared into the air.

"How long will it take for our teleportation array?" Benny asked Khadgar.

"Half an hour." Khadgar said. "I'll go get ready."

Benny nodded, and Khadgar walked over to the clearing he had just cleared.

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Draenau, or as it should be called, the Outlands, is once a beautiful land that has been shattered, but there is one place that still remains its most pristine appearance----- Nagrand.

This place full of green life was once the oldest home of the orcs and the origin of orc shamanism.

The Draenei discovered this pristine and beautiful planet when they fled from the universe, and while landing in the Naru spaceship, one of the ships crashed south of Naglan after being wounded by the Burning Legion during its previous escape, burying the entire ship in the dirt.

Kull and Diorry are none other than Naru piloting the ship, and Diorry dies in the ship's crash, and Kull is also believed to be dead.

The orcs in a very primitive and ignorant society discovered the ship, and they began to regard the ship and the surrounding area as a sacred place, and in order not to clash with the orcs, the draenei gathered Diorae's body and left the place.

However, Naru, named Kull, did not actually die, he was trapped in the seat of Naru and could not leave, and gradually, the power of the holy light he emitted was contacted by the local shamans, and the souls of the orc ancestors were also attracted by the holy light and began to live with Kuhl.

Over time, the orc society broke away from ignorance and formed tribes, and the arrival of Gul'dan made the ancestors who lived here think that the orcs had fallen into darkness, and they no longer responded to the call of the orc shaman, and the orcs gradually abandoned the land.

Later, with the destruction of Draenor and the erosion of the planet without space barriers, the orc ancestors here were gradually transformed into void creatures, and Kull, who had lost most of his power, was unable to reverse the terrible situation, and he slowly came to the end of his life in despair.

Now, the land is occupied, or rather, partially occupied by a race called the Ethereals. They fell in love with a mineral known as the 'Voshu Valley Crystal'.

And the goal of Kael'thas and the prophet Velon, who arrived here in advance, is also here, and the Voshu Valley crystal is the best material for making Naru crystal.

"I think negotiation is the best option." The Prophet looked at the tough king and said. "The war is enough for us."

"I am not willing to wage any war, Your Excellency the Prophet!" Kael'thas slapped his forehead helplessly. "But those creatures with strips of rotten cloth are as greedy as goblins!"

"We should do some deeper engagement." The Prophet said. "As far as I know, these creatures, known as 'ethereals,' are very rational in their desire for possessions."

"Okay." Kael'thas nodded. "I will contact them and start negotiations again in three days' time, hoping that their so-called Prince will be less arrogant, if he is not there in person, all negotiations will not be meaningful to us."

"Your Excellency." The High Garrison Marad had changed into a brand new suit of armor, and he was very satisfied with the armor that His Excellency the Prophet had brought back from another world. "We have a new situation."

The two nodded and motioned for the garrison to continue.

"The northern part of the Teroka Forest has been invaded by demons, but I'm not sure if it's the Burning Legion." (To be continued.) )