Chapter 472: Not a Prophet
The blonde hair flew in all directions, and after a frantic rise and fall and grinding of bricks, a long moan ended the indulgence.
Onexia, who had become an elf, slowly calmed down with heavy breathing.
She snorted softly and fell asleep on the floor, her slender legs and round ass cocked, and the slimy liquid flowing down the Hidden Forest.
A cloak was placed over her.
Kael'thas crouched on the ground and nodded her smooth, wet face, smiling softly and wryly.
After all, it was a mature female dragon, and her desires were terrifying beyond ordinary people, and the mating lasted all night to satisfy the itching in the depths of her flower.
However, it is good to open meat, and the black dragon princess seems to have signs that she will become more greedy.
She doesn't have the shame of ordinary women, she blindly pursues higher passions in copulation, and even can't help but transform into an elf in the middle of the road.
Looking at her coquettish and confused appearance, it will be troublesome to like this way in the future.
But isn't it rumored that stealing the forbidden fruit will also open the door to men's desires?
[Why don't I feel this way?] γ
Kael'thas felt a little strange, he wasn't an ascetic, but he hadn't changed much after doing it with Onexia.
Why?
He could only attribute the cause to the influence of the Well of the Sun for the time being.
Onyxia mates with the Sunwell's own body - because it is the only one that can transform into a black dragon.
The bloodline of the Silver Dragon is a simple dragon bloodline, it can transform but cannot change the bloodline.
And Kael'thas takes into account Onexia's attachment to the Black Dragon Legion, so he decides to give her the perfect feast - the mating of the Black Dragon and the Black Dragon.
But now it doesn't seem necessary. Because Onexia took the initiative to change her body shape in the middle of the road.
Kael'thas continued to point his finger at her face, pumping power into it to examine the curse within the Black Dragon Princess's body.
The mating process will bring the energy of her body's well water, while also allowing Onexia to maintain a high level of concentration from the curses, allowing Kael'thas to banish the curses.
As a result, he successfully completed the job.
When Onexia wakes up again, she won't have any curses on her - and to prevent something like that, Kael'thas has placed a defensive spell inside her.
Deathwing, Kael'thas is deeply disgusted by this terrible opponent, but there is no way to deal with it at this moment.
Draenor's Deathwing power has not waned in the slightest, and the elves must be more cautious in their movements.
Kael'thas could no longer let Onexia leave Azeroth.
As long as she is within the perception of the Well of the Sun, Kael'thas can ensure her safety.
"Your Highness. Are you okay! β
One of the circles behind spun with a faint light, and Solanlian's voice came out, and after the clone disappeared, Kael'thas didn't have time to tell them the news.
He came back to his senses, turned around, and said:
"It's okay, it's just a little accident."
He gave a general account of what had happened to Deathwing and the Void Dragon, and then told Solanlian to act cautiously.
Kael'thas needs a new way to set up a clone in Draenor, and in between, the Astral is in charge of everything.
Solan Lian agreed worriedly. Kael'thas ended the communication.
He teleported Onexia to a room in Silvermoon City to arrange for a maid to serve him, and then he thought about how to build a clone.
But without Onexia's pact and the Flame Strike. He really couldn't think of a way.
After a while, he looked at Sylvanas in order to get out of the dead end of his mind.
What he sensed surprised Kael'thas by surprise.
[Lordaeron? γ
Sylvanas stayed in Stratholm not long ago, why is he in Lordaeron now?
There are two areas between Lordaeron and Stratholme, which are called the Eastern and Western Plaguelands by the undead, and are the places where Sylvanas should be the first to reclaim.
No matter how fast she was, she couldn't recover them in a day.
Could there be another accident?
Kael'thas nervously opened up contact with Sylvanas.
"No surprises."
But the result was Sylvanas' negation.
She tells Kael'thas that everything is normal and that coming to Lordaeron is just a tactical option.
"By the way, is that black dragon by your side?"
As soon as the topic changed, Sylvanas suddenly asked about Onexia.
Kael'thas felt empty.
"In. What's wrong? β
He replied in a stiff voice.
"If there is no other job, can you get her to come and help us?"
Sylvanas' next words came as a surprise.
The undead need the help of the black dragon?
Kael'thas had a flash of inspiration, and that might be a good idea.
Onexia is safe in Lordaeron and doesn't sit idly out of boredom, and the black dragon is an ominous symbol of the world, and there is nothing wrong with helping the undead.
It's just that several leaders of the alliance should have vaguely guessed Onexia's identity a long time ago, and she may have caused the alliance to distrust the blood elves in the past.
[That's it, don't trust this point. γ
"Yes. I asked her to come over in the afternoon. β
Kael'thas didn't want to hesitate for anything else, for him, Lordaeron's stability and Sylvanas' safety were important.
Communication was cut off.
At lunchtime, Kael'thas left the Well of the Sun in the form of a silver dragon. Back to Silvermoon City.
The silver dragon was going to eat, and this body had been hungry for too long, and it ended up eating for half an hour.
But the more delicious you can enjoy when you eat more, Kael'thas is satisfied.
After he finished eating, the black dragon princess walked in with wet hair.
"Take a shower."
Kael'thas asked her.
"Slimy without bathing"
Onexia replied with a frown, then sat down beside Kael'thas and gobbled up the rest of his bread.
"I'm so hungry, you ask them to bring me more."
Kael'thas had no choice but to let his men continue to prepare food.
This noon, the two of them alone had eaten the lunch of hundreds of elvesβthe preparation of the Tower of the Sun was almost exhausted.
Another half hour passed.
"Ah, I'm full."
Onexia patted her stomach. Lying on Kael'thas lap with a happy face:
"Guess how many dragon eggs I'll lay."
"Not one will be born."
"Huh!"
Onexia's eyes widened and she looked up in disbelief:
"Why, do you?"
The latter part of her sentence was interrupted by a blow from Kael'thas.
"Because you've become an elf."
He explained coldly.
Onexia received something from the elves, and it was strange that she would lay eggs.
[Huh? γ
But something doesn't seem right
In this world, there is a high chance that multi-racial mating will produce offspring, and hybrid products can often be seen.
In other words, it is possible that Kael'thas's elf gene will be combined with the black dragon gene?
so
ββ
Kael'thas turned a little white.
"Little One"
Onexia quickly thought of this question as well, and her face was serious:
"In case I'm pregnant, will the elves or dragons be left? It's a man or an egg."
Hell knows.
"I really don't want you to get pregnant this time"
Kael'thas had a headache.
He could only comfort himself with the fact that the dragons had a small chance of getting pregnant, and the actual elves were also small.
After a short break. Kael'thas told Onexia about Sylvanas' invitation.
The black dragon princess knew very well that she could not go over to Draenor again, so she reluctantly agreed to Lordaeron's work.
However, she wanted to linger once in the afternoon, but was directly driven away by Kael'thas.
Leaving Quel'Thalas, the Black Dragon Princess spread her wings and flew towards Lordaeron.
She didn't have a dislike for the undead, but was amused - and even more interesting, how would Sylvanas look at her?
[That woman will definitely go crazy]
Remembering the humiliation of being defeated by Sylvanas many times before, Onexia was looking forward to telling her about last night.
However, she couldn't outmaneuver Sylvanas in Silvermoon City
Sylvanas of Lordaeron is even more difficult to deal with.
"Welcome, did you have a good night?"
When landing on the ruins of Lordaeron. Sylvanas's first words shattered the Black Dragon Princess's thoughts.
[This damn woman! γ
Onexia scolded in her heart, and put away her thoughts with a regretful face:
"Ahh Exceptional"
At this time, she is still talking about mating, and it seems that she is very ungraceful.
"I think you had a fantastic night, too."
Sylvanas smiled on his face, but his eyes showed no pleasure:
"Next time we have a chance we can talk privately, but for now"
"I want to join forces with you."
The air was so humid after the rain that Onexia took several breaths of the air.
"What did you say?"
She asked after composure.
She must have just had tinnitus, which is why she heard the most unlikely words.
"I want to join forces with you."
Sylvanas repeated.
"Joining forces"
Onexia's mouth opened slightly, her expression was dazed, and then she immediately turned cautious:
"What are you going to do together?"
She didn't believe Sylvanas would be well.
"Team up to save Kael'thas."
However, this answer surprised Onexia again:
"He's so strong now, who can deal with him?"
The Black Dragon Princess had to be surprised, because even Deathwing. It is also absolutely impossible to defeat Kael'thas head-on.
Could it be that the guardian dragons are going to join forces?
"No one can deal with him, and no one can control the fate of Kael'thas now or in the future, and no one can stop him from taking steps towards victory."
Sylvanas shook his head, his expression gloomy:
"But he can be destroyed by his own hands."
"It's true, but I don't believe it"
Onexia calmed down, her mind full of distrust.
She sneered:
"You're neither a bronze dragon nor an astrologist, how can you predict the future?"
"The prophets of this world are now useless"
"I'm not a prophet - I just have a memory."
Sylvanas held out her hand. The palm of the hand is upward, and the black stone is swirling.
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