The old shaman was extremely experienced, he only used one syllable to summon the shaman's signature spell lightning shield, the blade slashed on the magic shield, Vanessa dodged the elemental shock sideways, no one on either side was helpless, the old shaman chanted in a low voice, and began to prepare for the next spell.

Halfway through the spell, he subconsciously took a step back, trying to distance himself from Vanessa.

This retreat is dumbfounded, he is still on the back of the dragon now, maybe one step back, two steps back? What about three steps back?

He ordered the Void Dragon to lower his height, but Onyxia was entangled with the Void Dragon, and the Void Dragon was forced to obey orders, so how could he fight to the death for him, it was completely a way to delay time.

"Old thing, you're running! You have the ability to jump from here! You jump! Vanessa had a very good smile, and she liked to bully her enemies when she had the upper hand.

As if she had made up her mind not to make the old shaman angry, she also showed her pair of golden wings. Meaning you saw it, right? The old lady can fly! Jump down now, it's definitely you who will fall to your death!

There was no suspense about the outcome of the battle.

She has an artifact, and the old shaman has a wooden stick in his hand. She is a Grand Druid, an old shaman who has now been relegated to a high rank shaman for various reasons. She was 16 years old, too young, and the old shaman was 61 years old, and she was about to fall into the ground.

Fighting in such a narrow area as the dragon's back, especially under the premise that one side can fly and the other side can't, the result of the battle can be described as crushing.

The old shaman was finally humiliated and jumped off the dragon's back.

Vanessa finds his body and cuts off his head, and the encounter is over.

This head is somewhat useful, look back at the situation and give it to the Red Dragon Queen, but she doesn't know the temper of the Red Dragon Queen, and she still needs to observe and observe, if she slaps the horse's legs, it won't be worth it.

The old shaman died, and the Void Dragon, who had been enslaved by him, was freed, and although this freedom had to be put in quotation marks, it was better to obey Onexia's orders than to listen to the orders of an orc.

In order to establish Onexia's place in their hearts, Vanessa did not ride a dragon and flew to the floating island by herself.

Later, Onexia took the Void Dragon that he had subdued in the past two days and ransacked the entire Floating Island.

Save your fellow citizens and collect treasure!

The slogan in the front is that of the Void Dragon, and the slogan in the back is that of Onexia.

Vanessa also took advantage of her inattention to quietly scavenge for a little supplies.

Her family has a big business, but the expenses are also large, and she can't let go of open sources and reduce expenditures.

The Void Dragon is busy, Onyxia is busy, and Vanessa is even busier.

The orcs on the floating island also tried to fight to the death, but the Void Dragons were furious, and the Void Breath was sprinkled on the Orcs of the Dragonthroat Clan as if they didn't want money, causing the Orcs to scurry with their heads in their hands.

Eventually, under the leadership of the Temporary Chieftain King Moghall, he evacuated the Floating Island in a panic.

Their thoughts are similar to those of Icestra before, the Dark Temple is getting more and more chaotic, all eyes are focused here, it is too difficult to farm and develop in peace, let's go back to Azeroth!

The Dragon Roar Clan was a big clan back then, and after years of turmoil, the entire clan now has a population of nearly six thousand, and they don't trust the current tribe, and a group of people have left the Shadow Moon Valley day and night.

Vanessa has limited troops, and sending a large army to hunt down orcs can easily disrupt the current coalition relationship, plus she has to think about where these Void Dragons are suitable.

Blade Mountain is definitely not good, Grull eats and sleeps and fights black dragons, even if he changes his ways now and does the promising job of burning boilers, he can't seduce him with dragons.

Lordaeron was the same, a group of medieval peasants, who suddenly saw hundreds of dragons flying in front of their eyes, and they had to be frightened.

Northrend is even more dangerous, the Dragon Legion, the Blue Dragon, the Elder God and the Lich King gather together, and these hundred Void Dragons are thrown into it and are divided among the bigwigs.

Thought before Grian. Stallman wants to come to 'save her father' feat, and Vanessa finally decides to raise the dragon in the Arathi Heights!

There are no masters there, there are more beasts, and it is suitable for dragons to come out and fight tooth sacrifices when they are fine, but now you need to take that Torin who jumps up and down. Prince Tolbairn killed.

......

"Hard!"

"Hard!"

"Come again!"

The black dragon frowned and coughed twice, she was a little dissatisfied, in the past two days, Vanessa had always let her breathe fire at a large pile of molds, which made her sore throat.

Quelsala's upper-level elf sword is finally baked, and it is mass-produced in batches, Vanessa uses orc hard labor to do private work for herself, and she does it without psychological pressure, in just three days, the epic longsword Quelsala has completed twelve!

This thing only has enough raw materials, so it's really how much it takes.

It's that Onexia has a little temper tantrum and has to coax it from time to time.

"I'm tired! What about my pay? She pouted, indicating that she had worked hard.

Vanessa took out a gold coin from her bag and handed it to her, and the black dragon who was obsessed with wealth hurriedly put it away: "I'm going out to play, it's not fun here, I'm going back to Azeroth!" ”

She has long been dissatisfied with the terrible environment of Shadow Moon Valley, the smell of sulfur is bearable, but the evil energy in the air is too disgusting, and there are countless ghosts in the Dark Temple, ghosts cry wolves, and they scare dragons when they hear it.

"So, ......," Vanessa thought for a moment, and just as she pondered how to prevaricate, a Lordaeron soldier reported to her.

"Your Highness, Danas. Lord Tolbain came. ”

"Please." Vanessa hurriedly straightened her sitting posture and waved her hand at the black dragon, signaling her to go down and play first.

The black dragon and the legendary warrior who is over half a hundred years old, and one of the five heroes of the Dark Gate, Danas. Thorbain walked away, and the old warrior nodded to her, but the black dragon raised his chin haughtily and went out with an unhappy expression.

"Leave her alone, kid temper." Vanessa explained.

Don't you look like a child? Danas. Tolbain had doubts in his mind, but he knew that was not the point of today's conversation.

He hesitated for a moment before he spoke: "Your Highness, what did you send someone to tell me before......

Vanessa motioned for him to sit down, "Lord Torbain has not returned to Azeroth for twenty years, and I have great admiration for your feats in fighting the Burning Legion. ”

"Your Highness has won the prize." The old warrior is not young, there are still some gray hair on the temples, and the rest of the top of his head is completely bald, as a legendary warrior, he has passed his prime, and from this point of view, the disadvantage of human beings is too great.

"The friendship between Lordaeron and the kingdom of Stormgard goes back a long way, and we don't want to see the great Riptide Castle overrun by a horde of undead, Garin. Thorbain, this father-killing scum, must die! ”

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