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On the top of a high mountain in the Karl Wetlands, he found a red dragon that connected with him.

"It's you!"

Carl and the red dragon of the joint exclaimed at the same time.

This red dragon is the little red dragon Valastaz, who had fought hard with Karl, how could Crassus think of letting him cooperate with him, his brain is broken.

"That's right, it's me, I didn't expect Crassus to send you, Little Red Dragon." Karl stared at Valastaz with disdain, "With your impulsive character, I might as well go alone." ”

"Tiny mortal, it seems that the lesson I gave you last time was not enough. Do you want to taste my claws? Valastaz was equally unceremonious.

Karl spread his hands out with such an expression.

"Am I wrong? Isn't the way you are impulsive? If you think you're strong enough, you can go into Grimbaatar on your own and rescue your mother. ”

"You ......" Valastaz's golden eyes were almost red, and his huge jaws trembled, as if he wanted to burn the abominable human in front of him to ashes with a breath of dragon's breath.

"What?! Running out of guts? Know what's important this time? Karl continued to sneer, and then his voice suddenly became stern, "Now that you know, put away your arrogance, a human like me, who can do what you dragons can't, and who can rescue your queen at the risk of her life." ”

After a pause, the little red dragon's eyes were still full of anger, but he did not speak quietly.

"I am the commander of this rescue operation, of course, you can not obey my orders and continue to do your own thing, but all the consequences you cause will be borne by you, if anything bad happens to Alexstrasza because of your recklessness......"

"I listen to you!"

Valastaz almost gritted his teeth and spat out word by word, and he stared at Karl fiercely, he wanted to remember this guy's hateful face.

Karl noticed his eyes and spoke the words in his heart for him.

"When you rescue the queen, you want to fight with me, and you can accompany me at any time!" Carl deliberately used a disdainful tone, "As long as you don't cry and nose for mom because you get beaten." ”

"Boom-" A boulder on the top of the mountain was as fragile as mud under the blow of the little red dragon's dragon claws, shattering countless sand and gravel, and bringing up countless smoke and dust.

Karl glanced at the little red dragon who was angry with the stone, pursed his lips, and said loudly in a voice that was enough for the little red dragon to hear:

"Childish !!"

Valastaz's huge dragon mouth was open, and a bright fire flashed in his throat, but suddenly as if it had been poured from the top of his head, he calmed down, closed his mouth again, and the red in his eyes receded, and looked at Karl with cold eyes.

"It's time for us to go."

Carl was a little surprised that the little red dragon could control his anger, which made him a little admired, you must know that after a person's character is developed, it is extremely difficult to change, even Carl himself. Whether it was out of concern for his mother or something, the fact that Little Red Dragon was able to do this was enough to impress Carl.

Valastaz shook his wings and soared into the sky, and Karl smiled wickedly, rose to the sky, and followed.

Dragon's Throat Camp.

A strong fortress has been built here by the Dragonthroat Orcs, and countless Dragonthroat Orcs are busy in it.

Karl landed on the back of the dragon in Valastaz, and the Dragonmaw guard leaned in with his weapon.

"It turned out to be Lord Moghall."

Two guards salute Karl's disguised Moghall.

"Where's Necrus?"

Carl had an arrogant expression on his face, and a hint of disgust flashed across his face at the mention of Necrus.

"He's supposed to be looking after his prisoners." One of the guards replied earnestly.

The other guard grinned, "Maybe I've swallowed it by that dragon." ”

"His body is almost old to the bark of a tree, and I'm afraid the dragon will lose his appetite when he sees him."

As no one else around them, Karl smiled knowingly and patted the two guards on the shoulders.

"Although I also hate this guy who has taken the **** luck, but now our big chief still needs those red dragons, so for the time being, his life can still be very nourishing, don't let him hear your conversations like this."

Karl looked at the two guards, who were a little uneasy, "If that guy had let his dragon swallow you in one bite, His Excellency the Chief wouldn't have said anything. Do you understand? ”

"Yes, yes—" The two nodded in panic like chickens eating rice, intending to tease Necrus to pat Lord Moghall's ass, but forgetting for a moment that Necrus could still easily execute minions like them. The two of them had palpitations, and said to Carl with a sincere expression: "Thank you so much for the reminder." ”

Karl smiled, didn't say anything more, and turned to walk to the giant stone gate on the mountainside in the distance, which was the entrance to the dwarven city of Grimbaatar.

"A mortal is a mortal, always so false and full of jealousy."

The little red dragon saw everything just now in his eyes, and couldn't help but express his contempt for the hypocritical jealousy of mortals.

"But don't tell me that there are no jealous and hypocritical dragons in your Red Dragon Legion."

"Of course not!" The little red dragon replied in the affirmative.

Karl stopped, stared at Valastaz's golden eyes seriously, and said earnestly, "That's because you're too young, little red dragon. ”

Valastaz did not believe Karl's words at all, preferring to believe that Karl was deliberately slandering out of envy of the unity of the Red Dragon Legion.

Arriving at the gate of Grimbaatar, the little red dragons are stopped, and the red dragons have a special place to live and train.

Walking along the wide avenue, the style here is almost the same as that of Ironforge, and Carl couldn't figure out why the dwarves were only so tall, but they built their cities to live like giants.

Is it just to make them look more majestic? Or maybe it's the architectural knowledge that the Titan Kazrog instilled when he gave it to those earth spirits, and it also had a subtle effect on the transformed dwarves.

Well, ask Brian and Magni for a chance.

In a room with a dim light, Carl, who uses super vision, finally meets this crippled orc who has mastered the demon's soul - Necruz.

Necruz looked a little ugly, and the news of Moghor's arrival made his mood even more ruined.

He nodded to his henchmen who reported to him, indicating that he understood.

"Reply to Moghall and tell the Chief that the Red Dragon Queen is weakened, and that her last aged mate has only her last breath left, and that I need some time to find a new male Red Dragon, and I am afraid that I will not be able to provide more young dragons in the short term."

Carl was shocked, he didn't expect Necruz to be so ferocious, listening to him, several of the consorts of the Red Dragon Queen had died because of the birth of children with the Queen, and Necruz did not even let go of the Queen's oldest consort, I am afraid that he has been squeezed dry.

No wonder Crassus hasn't come here to see the queen, I'm afraid it's not that he doesn't want to show his face in front of the queen, but because he is afraid of being used as a seeder, and he will do his best and die like his predecessors.

"But Moghall will not let go of such an opportunity to hit you." The worry on the face of his henchmen, he was a deserter on the battlefield and should have been executed, but Necruz saved him, and since then, he has become Necruz's most loyal lackey.

The corners of Necruz's mouth opened with a hint of disdain: "Moghall, he's just an errand boy for the chief." There are countless orcs who can easily replace him. I'm different—" he smirked at his henchman, "Craik, I can master the Demon Soul, and I can use it to bring a steady stream of dragon knights to the Horde and the Grand Chief, who needs them to conquer this world. I, Necruz, am irreplaceable, you know? ”

"You're right," Craike nodded, "and how is Moghall going to deal with that fellow." ”

"Humph!" Necrus snorted coldly, just like Moghal's disdain for Necruz, but he was lucky to become a higher status than himself, Necruz also didn't have any good feelings for people like Moghall who looked down on him, if he could, he would have ordered the dragon to swallow Moghal, a guy who thinks he was superior.

"Don't bother with him." He waved his hand, "If he wants to stay here, let him stay, as long as he doesn't get in the way of our work." ”

"I see."

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