Feeling the salty and humid air from the sea, Zhang Cheng in the form of a dragon spread his wings and soared in the sky, completely unaware of his appearance, which had already aroused the vigilance of the local forces of Azeroth.

Of course, if you know it, you probably won't care too much.

Because the Broken Isles are nowhere else, they are very close to the maelstrom created by the explosion of the Well of Eternity in ancient times, and even the slightest closer could be torn to shreds by a terrible storm generated by magical energy.

So whether it's an alliance or a tribe, it will take a long time to land on the Broken Islands safely, and there is no need to worry too much about it.

On top of that, it won't be long before that fragile balance between the Alliance and the Horde collapses with Garrosh Hellroar, an idiot with no brains or basic political literacy, who knows nothing but to make enemies on all sides with his eyes closed, enters the orc decision-making hierarchy.

When the time comes, let alone working together, it is estimated that before the enemy appears, he will pinch it first.

Just when Zhang Cheng began to get bored with the long flight, he suddenly found that a large purple flame appeared in the distance where the sea and the sky met.

These substances, composed entirely of magical energy, constantly erupt violently in the air and clouds, and occasionally produce deafening loud noises that can be faintly heard even from a great distance.

"Ahh......h

There was no doubt that these purple flames were formed by the astonishing energy that erupted from the maelstrom.

As the only place on the planet connected to the core, it's almost the umbilical cord of the Titans that haven't yet awakened.

No one knew what was hidden inside, and no one had ever managed to reach the deepest part of the maelstrom, and even the Elder Gods could only infiltrate the surroundings like parasites.

As for those who tried to use this incredible energy for their own use, they were all torn to shreds by the terrifying energy storm.

Seeing that the destination was close at hand, Zhang Cheng immediately folded his wings and used the power of magic to speed up, at a speed that no fighter on earth could reach, like a missile piercing the air, making a loud bang.

Normally, a creature of his size would not have been able to break through the sound barrier.

But now, he was flying at a high speed of more than Mach 10, and under the violent friction of the air, the metal armor covering the surface of the black scales, and even the overwhelmed began to show signs of redness and melting.

In the blink of an eye, the indescribable scene of the Broken Isles was revealed.

Wind!

Showers!

Naga!

Fishman!

Orcs!

Undead!

There are also ancient ruins left behind by the Night Elves from more than 10,000 years ago!

All the madness that you can't see in the normal world seems to have become accustomed here.

"Dark Titan Sargeras...... Sure enough, it lives up to its name......" Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sigh while using his wings to increase air resistance and slow down.

As a spellcaster who is sensitive to energy, he can clearly feel the astonishing evil power emanating from the ground of the Broken Beach.

These evil energies clashed violently with another type of energy gushing out from the maelstrom, resulting in an extremely brilliant energy storm over the Shattered Isles, as well as a unique aura below.

It was hard for him to imagine that a mere shell abandoned by Sargeras could confront the unawakened star spirits of the entire Azeroth, and even have the upper hand.

Undoubtedly, the black dragon falling from the sky caused panic among the intelligent creatures on the island, and Naga and the fish-man almost did not hesitate to turn around and dive into the water, fearing annihilation.

In contrast, the sea giants and the multi-headed lizards were much bolder, and instead of fleeing, they raised their heads and stared at the huge black shadow hovering overhead.

Especially near the entrance to the Broken Beach Crypt, there are even a few orc warlocks who exude a strong aura of darkness and evil energy from their bodies.

In the vast clearing behind them, thousands of orc undead and elven ghosts who had been dead for many years fought each other endlessly, and although neither could actually kill the other, there was no intention of stopping.

Appreciating the horror and despair shown by these wise students, Zhang Cheng grinned and said to himself in a voice that only he could hear: "It seems that I can requisition some laborers and cannon fodder for free......"

The words just fell!

He swooped down from the sky, opening his bloody jaws and spitting out deadly flames.

Rumble!

Moment!

The village built by the Naga and the Fish-Man by the sea was burned to ashes by white flames of more than thousands of degrees, and it didn't survive even a second.

What's even more terrifying is that the heat not only destroys the building, but also burns the sand on the beach, turning it into a pool of red, translucent liquid.

As soon as the liquid is washed away by the sea, there is a snorting sound, and a large amount of white water vapor rises into the air, enveloping the beach.

After a few minutes, the sea breeze blows away the white mist, revealing a colorful crystal-like transparent glass that stretches across the entire beach for kilometers.

"Surrender or die! Choose! lowly bug!" Zhang Cheng mimicked the tone of the evil dragon and roared loudly at the intelligent amphibians trembling around the shoreline.

The Tomb of Sargeras is not a place that can be easily entered, not to mention the guardians who have long been corrupted by evil powers, and the various traps and demons hidden in the darkness alone are enough to kill the vast majority of intruders, including powerful spellcasters like Gul'dan.

"On behalf of the Bitter Clan, I am willing to offer you my loyalty in exchange for your mercy and protection. A female Naga slowly stepped out of the water, bent down and bowed deeply.

As one of the most magically gifted races in the entire Azeroth, the Naga undoubtedly inherited the innate talent of the upper elves for arcane, and knew very well how amazing the magical energy contained in the huge black dragon in front of them, so they decisively chose to admit it, rather than choose to resist arrogantly.

"Wow, la, la, me, the chieftain of the Broken Fin Clan, willing to submit!" another fish-man with a huge head knelt down and stammered his attitude.

After all, fish-people are not a backbone species, and their nature of bullying the weak and fearing the hard has penetrated into their bones.

"Very good! I accept your allegiance! Now, gather men for me to dig up the entrance to the tomb on the broken beach. Remember, if I find anyone who dares to be lazy, it won't end much better than the sand on the beach. Viciously gave the two guys a warning, and Zhang Cheng quickly lay on the ground and began to close his eyes to recuperate.

Before he can officially start exploring the ancient tomb seal, he needs to relax a little and think about how to deal with those difficult monsters......