Sixteen years of the Dark Gate, this year is destined not to be peaceful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The leader of the oath, the Great Prophet Drunken Wind and Iron Palm, suddenly fell into a coma while purifying the Emerald Nightmare—not asleep, but literally unconscious!

After the news broke, the leaders of various forces, including the Dragon Legion, got up one after another and began to head to the Moonlight Glade. This year's Azeroth has not been very calm everywhere, and the drunken coma seems to be a fuse, and now the vows need to be united!

And in Booty Bay, a hot young woman with black hair and black eyes and a little pandaman board a goblin airship bound for Mist Harbor.

Mist Harbor is a large port city funded by Drunken Wind, a new city in the mud swamp that was built just two years ago but has now become an important economic fulcrum for Kalimdo. Prince Resha has complained more than once that although the oath is not an economic organization, it has robbed too much of the business of the Resha Group.

Since the price of the airship is really expensive, tourists who go to Mist Harbor when it is not urgent prefer to take a boat, which makes the airship not many people on board nowadays - and also gives the little panda man the opportunity to run around.

"Nomi, don't look around, these goblin airships aren't as safe as they say they are." Seeing Nomi looking down at the railing, Onyxia quickly pulled him back.

"Okay, Mom."

"Also, put away your little wings, you have to learn to control yourself, don't have dark circles when you become a dragon, don't have wings when you become a human!" Onexia shook her head, "I don't want to be behind your ass all the time helping you transform your clothes!" ”

Nomi grinned aggrievedly: "I don't want to do this either, this is not the first time I have left Black Rock Mountain, and I am a little excited!" ”

"Stinky boy, what are you excited about! We're not out to play this time - your dad almost got himself in when he went to help the green dragon, so don't learn from him! ”

"Oh......" Nomi agreed, but with "We're just out playing" written on his face.

Looking at Nomi's absent-minded appearance, Onyxia really had a headache.

If it weren't for the fact that Drunken Wind has been carefully teaching Nomi in the past few years, so that Nomi knows a lot of prophecies intentionally or unintentionally, Onexia would not have brought Nomi out with him.

Although Nomi has been able to transform into a dragon, it is still difficult to fly across the Endless Sea.

A few years ago, shortly after Drunken Wind returned the Hammer of Kazgros, Deathwing launched a retaliatory operation at the High Ridge of the Shattered Isles.

Although the Minotaur and Dragobal relied on artifacts to drive Deathwing away, the price was the death of the leader of the Kaolin tribe, Ulan Kaolin, and the leader of the Drogbar, Dagul, the King of the Underground, was mortally wounded.

Because of this, Onexia now doesn't dare to rashly ask the young dragon to fly with him and Nomi, if he really encounters Deathwing, the consequences will be absolutely unimaginable.

"Let's hope Nomi can help, I hope Drunken Wind really expected it."

As Onexia sighed in her chair, Nomi climbed onto her lap and reached out her fleshy little hand to touch Onexia's frowning brow.

"Mommy, don't frown! Dad said that Mom's frowning eyebrows are not good-looking! ”

Onexia couldn't laugh or cry, so she could only nod.

Seeing that Onexia's brow finally relaxed, Nomi excitedly pulled out a large chessboard from the space backpack.

"Mom, Mom, let's play Hearthstone!"

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The birth of Hearthstone was dramatic.

The reason is that Nefarian, under the persuasion of drunken wind, finally changed the direction of research - biotechnology has ethical problems, let's study magic automation!

After Nefarian tried to use enchantment techniques to animate items, he succeeded in using enchantments to make many cards with magical powers.

As a result, at the request of Drunken Wind, Nefarian also made a magic random card drawing machine, and the two were combined to make a fun table game.

Of course, due to the constraints of the times, some cards still needed to be changed - Sylvanas changed from an orange card to a hunter, and the shaman was not Thrall but Nobaldon (the leader of the Shattered Shamans).

The game was well-received at the Tavern in Mist Harbor - although many people complained about why Nefarian only needed a fee for 30-30 and taunted the Demon Immunity Charge Wind Fury Aegis, which was too strong, but fortunately this card could be banned.

This is also Nomi's favorite game, and every time Drunken Wind plays with Nomi, he will tell the little guy stories from a few cards by the way. This makes six-year-old Nomi's understanding of the world far beyond ordinary people.

Originally, Onexia didn't like to play (the Black Dragon Queen swore it wasn't because she thought she was black!). But every year Drunken Wind goes to Kalim for two more months to cleanse the Emerald Nightmare and bring something interesting back from Mist Harbor. In the past two months, little Nomi has been a little lonely.

At first, Nomi would hold the chessboard to play with his uncle Nefarian, and then Nefarian would cheat every time, watching his children being pitted with tears in his eyes, Onexia could only patiently play a few games with Nomi except for taking a deep breath.

After losing five games in a row to Nomi, Onexia put on a face.

"Stop playing, you need to learn!"

"But we don't have a magic book with us—what am I studying?"

"Exercise! Have you mastered the art of Angry Thunderbolt? No? Punch a thousand times! ”

"......" Little Nomi blinked and looked at his mother aggrievedly, but at this time, Onexia's mind had already flown to Kalimdor.

In desperation, Nomi could only tie up his horse and start punching.

"If you can't play, you'll get angry." One punch.

"Mommy is so stingy!" Two punches.

"Tell Daddy later!" Three punches.

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In Nomi's muttering, the goblin airship staggered across the endless sea.

"I hope that's all in Drunkenness' expectations." Thinking of the dangerous Vandal Deer Helm that Drunken Wind occasionally mentions, Onexia can only hope that this guy is really the trickster, otherwise he would have no clue about finding a needle in a haystack.

And the worried Onexia didn't know that the problems of the Eastern Kingdom were actually more serious than the Emerald Dream.

The Silver Hand announced that it had found traces of orcs in Gilneys, suspecting that Gilneth was harboring a large number of orcs. Soon after, a large number of goblin mercenaries from the Hesso Syndicate accepted Lordaeron's offer to join the battle. In the midst of one explosion after another, the magnificent Wall of Greymane is now in jeopardy! (To be continued.) )