Since he chose to join Hell, Cosmo naturally no longer had any reservations, waved his hand to kill all the gangsters who fell into a coma on the ground, and then took the initiative to ask: "Who is the current Lord of Hell?"

"I'm sorry, but I can't tell you his name until you're reincarnated as a demon. But don't worry, I'll bring him to meet you when I've conquered Heaven. Okay, I have more important things to do, so let's stop for today's conversation. Ehima took the initiative to close the conversation.

She is an ancient demon who has lived for tens of thousands of years, so she will not show her hole cards before the dust settles.

Suspicion and suspicion of the twins seeped into every drop of her blood.

Seeing the female demon twist her waist and slowly walk out of the alley, Cosmo's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, and he muttered in a voice that only he could hear: "Loyal to the new Lord of Hell, I hope this will not be a wrong choice!"

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Just as Eshima began to visit the cult leaders one by one in Los Angeles, Zhang Cheng had already returned to the Spire of Time and Space, passing through the portal that connected the world of Azeroth.

Looking at the endless savannah in front of him and all kinds of animals with strange smells, he realized that eighty percent of his location was in the Karimdor continent, which belonged to the area controlled by the tribe.

Before he could figure out the exact location and direction, a green-skinned orc suddenly emerged from the grass and shouted, "Lok-tar ogar!"

Then he picked up a two-handed axe and slashed it at the neck.

"Well, that's why I don't like dealing with orcs, their muscles are always moving faster than their brains. Zhang Cheng sighed helplessly, raised his hand and shot out a deadly green light.

As a result, after the hit, the orcs who launched a surprise attack directly turned into a cloud of green powder and scattered in the wind.

Obviously, for him, not to mention just one orc, all the orcs of Orgrimmar poured out of their nests, and in the end, it was just to add some fertilizer to the land out of thin air.

Raising his head and looking at the sun in the sky, Zhang Cheng felt the direction and approximate location slightly, and suddenly turned into a huge black dragon and flew towards the east.

You must know that he did not come to Azeroth this time to participate in the northern expedition and crusade against the Lich King, Arthas, the dutiful son.

In fact, to his point, there was no point in fighting between mortals.

Although in the minds of many people, the Lich King and the Scourge Legion he led have always been a great threat to the world's living beings, but compared to the Burning Legion that has swept through many worlds, they are not even worthy of carrying shoes.

Even the Lich King himself, and the artifact he possesses, the Frostmourn, were created by the Legion, and the Dreadlords in particular contributed the most wisdom and strength.

As the one who swept away the Dreadlord Mother's planet, Zhang Cheng had the knowledge and technology to create a magic sword more powerful than Frostmourn, so the Alliance and Horde expedition to Northrend didn't have any real meaning to him.

The real purpose of his trip is actually to be located in the tomb of the Dark Titan Sargeras, hidden beneath the Broken Isles.

That's right!

It was the place near the maelstrom that had been spied on by Guldan, Illidan and others.

It's just that he didn't want to obtain the near-infinite power of Sargeras, but just wanted to find out if the light cluster and the titan he was studying were the same kind of lifeforms.

As the dragon's obscure body swept past the crossroads and Ratchet City, the tribes and goblins fled in panic, and chickens and dogs were everywhere.

However, these guys soon discovered that the seemingly vicious black dragon in the sky did not swoop down and attack, but ignored some hostile attacks on the ground and flew straight in the direction of the sea.

After a while, it became a small black dot where the sea and the sky met.

Less than three hours later, the sighting report was placed on the desk of Thrall, the Grand Chief of the Orgrimmar Valley of Wisdom Tribe.

I saw that this heroic shaman who looked like a human more than an orc frowned, and only after about two or three minutes did he raise his head and ask the old troll not far away: "Woking, who do you think this black dragon suddenly appeared? Ornyxia, who has been missing for a long time, or her brother Nefarian?"

"No, I don't think so. As far as I know, neither the Black Dragon Princess nor the Black Dragon Prince have reached such an exaggerated level of size. Woking, the leader of the Darkspear Clan, shook his head slightly.

"Damn! don't tell me you think it's Deathwing—Nesario! If it's him, our world is in danger. Sal jerked up from his seat, his face full of solemnity.

"Great Chief, with your permission, I am willing to lead the warriors of the tribe to slay this dragon, cut off its head and hang it in the square of Orgrimmar. Victory and glory will belong to the Horde!" Garrosh Hell roared and clamed out against his rock-like chest.

As a newcomer to Azeroth from the Outlands not long ago, he is filled with a thirst for power and glory, and wants to surpass his father Grom and become a true orc hero, and naturally he will not let go of feats like slaying dragons.

You don't understand what Deathwing means to the world! It's not a dragon in the ordinary sense of the word, it's one of the five dragon kings who the Titans have given power to themselves, and the strongest one. Thrall raised his hand to stop Garrosh from trying to make it happen.

Woke glanced at the reckless little hell roar, coughed lightly and suggested, "I think we should send this news to the league side and see how they react." In particular, Dalaran, who had just announced his independence from the alliance and joined the Northern Expedition with a neutral attitude. The mages have a lot of secrets about dragons. ”

"What do you mean...... Working with the Alliance again?" Thrall's eyes lit up slightly.

Although conflicts between the two camps often erupt for various reasons, when faced with a real threat, it is still possible to put aside past grievances and work together.

This has been proven many times during the war against the Burning Legion invasion and the Angela Zerg.

"That's right, if this is really Deathwing, then we'll have to hold off on launching a full-scale assault on the Scourge Legion. You see, the Lich King's threat, though not small, is far from destroying the world, but Deathwing, who has gone completely insane, is different. ”

"I see, send emissaries to both Stormwind and Dalaran at the same time!"

"Great Chief, what am I going to do?"

"You, you go to Northrend to take charge of the Northern Expedition! Remember, this is a test, a test for you. ”

"Don't worry! I won't let you down! For the glory of the tribe!"

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