Chapter 63: It's Not Over
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To Isara's surprise, the wind was blazing, but it was not a flame, and it was far less violent than expected. After a gust of hot wind, feeling intact, Isara's eyes opened.
It's hard to describe the shock of this moment, but when she opened her eyes, she was greeted by a huge and hideous black dragon head, only two meters away from her, staring closely at the emblem at the top of the scepter, thinking about what?
"Hmm...... Haber Eliot. The dragon's eyes jumped, and he retracted his head in a muttering to himself, and Isara, who felt her body go limp, quickly supported the ground with her scepter, so that she did not go limp.
The next moment, the black dragon prince snorted coldly, opened his wings and flapped, and suddenly flew sand and stones, Ishara could no longer support it, and was blown to the ground.
"Go back and tell your master and mother, our affairs are written off, and never bother me again." Nefarian shouted in a resentful tone.
A moment later, the gale stopped, and the four of them saw that Nefarian, the black dragon prince, had flown far away.
Everyone sat on the ground, gasping for breath, looking at each other in horror.
"Let's go." Ishara stood up with a scepter on her shoulders, looked at the black dragon prince in the distance and said, the other three thought so, and hurriedly struggled to get up.
The envoys hit the road again, running towards the crimson mountain range to the south, which was the Red Ridge Mountain, and after turning over, they would enter the territory of the Stormwind Kingdom.
Early the next morning, inside Stormwind, at the entrance to the subway......
As the largest city of humanity today, Stormwind is absolutely staggering in size, with a total area of over 50 square kilometers, almost three times the size of the original human capital, Fort Riptide. All the buildings are made of blue-gray granite, which is exquisite and beautiful, showing a typical southern human style.
Despite its size, it's by no means a quiet place, with a population of 500,000 crammed into the city and a large number of out-of-towners bustling with it. However, when it comes to the most densely populated crowds, there is no doubt that the subway station is here, and Cheng Xiaotian is here now.
"All line up, don't squeeze, be careful with the whip!" A man in a yellow robe stood at his desk, shouting loudly with a trumpet, and in front of him was a dense crowd.
It was hard for Cheng Xiaotian to imagine that with Azeroth's current technology and engineering capabilities, he could complete such a grand project as the subway. But the reality is in front of him, so he has to believe it.
The subway penetrates the Kazmodan Mountains for a total length of 300 kilometers, and it is hard to imagine how the dwarves of Ironforge could have done it. At the beginning of the large-scale invasion of the orcs, in order to resist the common enemy, the dwarves mobilized 100,000 laborers and spent three years to finally complete this great miracle.
Time has passed, and what was originally a troop transport channel has now become a means of transportation to serve the general public.
At the entrance to the subway is a tall tunnel embedded in the northernmost wall of Stormwind, and the entrance is crowded with passengers or people picking up the train. Compared with the modern subway on the earth, the subway here has to be driven by the passengers' own manpower, and each section can only take more than ten people, because it is always crowded with passengers waiting in line day and night, and Cheng Xiaotian is among them.
He was anxious to go to the Iron Fort to meet his own people, but the Danmoro Snow Mountain was too high, and it was a little difficult to fly with his current cultivation, so it was better to take the subway quickly and conveniently. But this was just his original judgment, when he saw the long queue at the door, he immediately began to regret it, when will this wait......
Just when Cheng Xiaotian turned around and was about to leave, there was a loud noise in the subway station, mixed with bursts of scolding, Cheng Xiaotian didn't care, but suddenly a beast roar stopped him.
Martha!
Cheng Xiaotian suddenly turned to look at the subway station, only to see countless passengers running out, panicking and crawling. Immediately after the crowd exploded, a huge grizzly bear rushed out, it was Martha!
Not only Martha came, but also two horsemen behind him, namely Old Dawson and Little Barton, who held their weapons in their hands and looked fierce!
"Get out of here, get out of here!" Old Dawson saw that the crowd was blocking the passage, and scolded loudly, like a fierce god. The crowd was so frightened by him that they were panicking, and they couldn't distinguish things and scurried back and forth, and the already noisy subway station entrance suddenly boiled over.
"Bastard!" Old Dawson saw that the crowd was getting more and more chaotic and blocked, and in a hurry, he waved to the little Barton behind him, "Follow me and crash over!" ”
After shouting, old Dawson clamped the horse's belly, and the war horse neighed, and the man stood up, spreading his hooves and hitting the crowd!
As soon as the war horse increased its speed, it was about to crash into the crowd, and at the last moment, old Dawson only felt that the gray shadow flashed in front of him, and the reins had been strangled by someone. The man who shot was as solid as a rock, and the rushing war horse could not be shaken in the slightest, and was pulled to the ground and circled.
"Who?!" Old Dawson was furious, raised his knife and slashed head-on.
The gray-robed man holding the horse glanced up at Old Dawson, and then beckoned forward, "Martha, come back!" ”
Old Dawson was shocked when he saw the face of the person who came, and hurriedly retracted the attack, and his body couldn't stop, and he ran down from his horse.
"Young Master!" Old Dawson exclaimed, grabbed Cheng Xiaotian's arm, and the little Barton in the rear heard this "young master", quickly released the bowstring, dismounted and ran over.
Cheng Xiaotian waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "This is not the place to talk, let's go in and talk about it, and tell me the whole story."
At that moment, the three of them led Martha back to the subway station, and the administrator guarding the door shrank aside, not daring to stop him at all.
10 minutes later, on the empty platform in the subway station, after listening to the narration of the two, Cheng Xiaotian's face was gloomy and terrifying.
"Young master, I have to find the four of them!" Old Dawson stomped his foot in such a hurry that he stomped his foot.
Cheng Xiaotian was silent for a moment, shook his head, and said astringently: "I've already inquired, they haven't arrived in Stormwind City yet, but even if they fall into the hands of the enemy, what can the two of you do?"
"But......" Old Dawson was unwilling and was about to distinguish when he was interrupted by Cheng Xiaotian raising his hand.
"No, you hurry back to Ironforge Castle and wait, leave it to me here." Cheng Xiaotian's face sank like water, his eyes were like cold stars, staring at Old Dawson tightly, gritting his teeth and saying, "Don't send you to death meaninglessly!"
As soon as Cheng Xiaotian's words fell, there was a sound of uniform footsteps outside the subway station, accompanied by loud shouts of peace, obviously an army was coming.
"Let's go!" Cheng Xiaotian looked at the two of them with angry eyes, and a beast-like roar burst out of his chest.
Old Dawson couldn't disobey, he was so anxious that he trembled, and after a while, he finally gritted his teeth and waved his hand, and roared with a trill: "Let's go!"
Little Barton gave a military salute to Cheng Xiaotian, led the war horse to step onto the rail car on the side, and began to press the starting lever hard, and the single-section flatbed train slowly started.
Old Dawson stood on the car board, looking at Cheng Xiaotian who kept waving on the independent platform, old tears came out of his eyes, and he shouted with a crying voice: "Young master, you must take care, if you can't find them, forget it......"
Seeing the two disappear into the depths of the tunnel, Cheng Xiaotian slowly lowered his hand, and the clouds crawled all over his face again.
"Forget it?"
Cheng Xiaotian snorted coldly in his heart, and secretly ruthlessly: "If nothing happens, if the four of them have a good deal, I want your Stormwind City royal family to pay for their lives!"
Huo Ran turned around, Cheng Xiaotian strode towards the exit of the subway, the footsteps in front of him became louder and louder, and the sound of weapons "sonorous" out of the sheath came.
Turning the platform, a team of about 50 Stormwind City defense troops rushed over, and the leading non-commissioned officer pointed his sword at Cheng Xiaotian and shouted: "Stand against the wall and accept inspection!"
Cheng Xiaotian was unmoved, and walked straight over, the non-commissioned officer's face flashed fiercely, and he raised his sword and slashed!
There was a crisp sound, and the stainless steel saber broke in response, and the non-commissioned officer only felt that it was dark in front of him, and the figure of the gray-robed man was gone. He subconsciously looked back, only to see the gray shadow outside the subway station flickering away, and Cheng Xiaotian completely disappeared without a trace.
At this moment, there was a sharp pain in his shoulder, and the non-commissioned officer turned his head to see that the half-truncated sword was straight into his shoulder. (To be continued.) )