162 Dragons
"Be careful!"
Orson flashed directly, and appeared beside Wen Sarai in an instant, hugged Wen Sarai's slender waist, and flashed again, jumping directly out of a distance of more than 100 meters. This was the maximum distance he could teleport now, and with a person, the difficulty had increased several times, and if it weren't for the fact that he was too high in the amount of magic, he probably wouldn't have been able to do this.
The reaction of the others was also dissatisfied, the mage flashed, the warrior charged, and they all dodged away from the spot.
In the next second, a thick pillar of fire fell from the sky suddenly, and its powerful power directly burned the ground into a large pit, and the pit wall was melted, flowing a shiny liquid.
"It's the Red Dragon! The Dragonthroat Clan is here! â
Orson shouted, and with Winsaray, they flashed again, this time directly behind a boulder, temporarily out of the red dragon's sight. Five or six dragons in the sky are constantly circling and flying, chasing the human dwarves and elves below to release dragon breath, the dragon is one of the most powerful creatures in the world, dragon breath is their best means of attack, convenient, fast, and powerful, in just a few seconds, three or four dwarves and two humans were burned alive. Fortunately, the elves are naturally sharp, fast, and have good body flexibility, although they will still inevitably be injured, but no one will die in the end.
Speaking of dwarves, this is a small group of dwarven griffin knights they have encountered only when they come to Kazmodan, and the leader is a bearded spirit named Falastad. The five big and three thick ones actually have ideas for Wen Sarai, which makes Orson very dissatisfied. But he didn't have a good idea of what to say. can only sigh secretly. It's only been a long time along the way. I found myself two rivals. With the help of the dwarves, they were able to find the location of the Dragonthroat Clan. It was also because of the fear of being discovered by the Dragonthroat Clan, that the other members of the Griffin Knight squad stopped far away, and only this captain named Falastad followed them.
In fact, Orson knew very well that the Dragonthroat Clan had not just appeared on them, the Dragonthroat Clan had known about their existence for a long time, and that they should have been attacked before they reached the port of Haske in Kazmodan. I don't know why there was no attack this time. And let them come to such a close position, but he would rather believe that this is a conspiracy of the orcs, although the orcs are full of muscles, but they can't help but admit that there are smart people among the orcs, and they don't have to be worse than humans to play tricks.
Without further aside, in addition to the dwarves, they also met a group of paladins of the Knights of the Silver Hand on the way here, and the leader of the squad was a team named Denacan. The middle-aged uncle of Senturus. The appearance is relatively popular, and there is no particularly strong power. In fact, it is a passer-by, and it is the storage zĂ i that gave Luo Ning a step in the original book.
In a word. Now the qualified squad gathers three races: humans, dwarves and high elves, there are not many people, but there are many contradictions. The Paladins believed that the High Elves were superior to the Mages, and the Dwarves did not have a good opinion of humans, but rather had a better opinion of the Elves, and the dwarfed bearded elf even had thoughts about Winsala. And Orson has an opinion on the two men present, one tall and one short, who calls them all his "rivals in love"? Only Wen Sarai, who is good to everyone, has no clear inclinations, but is closer to Orson because of his old acquaintances.
But it's really limited, at least Orson doesn't see that she has a clear liking for herself now, so he has to guard against it, the dwarf doesn't matter, he didn't have much fame in the original book, and he didn't marry Wen Sarai, but Luo Ning......
"By the way, what about Master Ronin?"
Orson suddenly let out a low cry, and before Wen Sarai, who was holding him in his arms, could focus on Orson's arm, he was shifted away again, and looked up into the distance, there was no figure of Luo Ning in the crowd in the battle, and there was no too obvious obscuration in the distance.
When Orson said this, he couldn't see Luo Ning's figure anymore.
"He's not going to run away......
Because it is not according to the plot in the original book, Wen Sarai's attitude towards Luo Ning is only the attitude towards an ordinary person, and the attitude of the High Elves towards ordinary humans is needless to say. When she thought of the treachery and cunning of humans, she couldn't help but be a little suspicious.
The battle in the arena was heated at this point, and because there was no cover, the members of the team had to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the dragon and the orc dragon knight who controlled the dragon. But they were faced with dragons, the red dragons of one of Azeroth's most powerful creatures, dwarves and humans falling one by one, either under the dragon's claws or between the dragon's fangs. Fortunately, the Griffin Knights, who had been on standby in the distance, sensed the danger of their boss in time and came to reinforce them, so they managed to control the casualties to an acceptable level. But as the number of dragons grew, the balance was about to be broken.
More red dragons flew in the distance, and Wen Sarai, who was in Orson's arms, suddenly struggled.
"Don't move, do you want to die?"
"Let go of me, I can't watch them die in vain, I'm going to protect them!"
Wen Sarai ignored Orson's "advice" at all, and was about to rush into the battlefield on her own.
"What's the use of you rushing in now? I know you're strong, but how many red dragons can you defeat? A? Two? Or ten heads and eight heads? You're just killing yourself by rushing forward like this."
Orson strained his arm and said nothing to let Winsalei leave.
Wen Sarai glanced back at Orson with disbelief and shock in her eyes.
"You, you have such thoughts, they are your people, you can actually watch them die in vain. Originally, I thought you were a responsible man, but I really misjudged you, you let me go! I don't need your life to protect me, even if I die, it's my own choice! â
Wen Sarai turned her head and didn't look at Orson again, her arm was about to push Orson's arm away.
"You are obedient to me!"
Orson snapped his arm and pulled Winsaray into his arms, covering his mouth with one hand and pressing his other hand directly on her chest. It's just that at this time, Wen Sarai could pay attention to this kind of detail, but as Orson exerted his strength, he struggled even more violently.
"Don't move, it's not that simple, you wait and see, I'm not letting them die in vain, but...... You'll soon find out why......"
Orson whispered to Wen Sarai's ear.
Before his words could land, a dragon roar suddenly sounded above his head. Then, under the influence of the sunlight, a huge shadow covering a range of several hundred meters suddenly enveloped all the dragons and people who were fighting below. At this moment, everyone, including Orson and Wen Sarai, who were hiding, all raised their heads involuntarily and looked overhead.
A giant dragon with a wingspan of several hundred meters was slowly descending from the sky, its body was black, and its body released a powerful coercion that made it difficult to breathe.
Wen Sarai's pupils suddenly constricted, and her body trembled involuntarily.
"Deathwing-Nesario."
Orsen whispered the name of the dragon, the last black dragon known to the creatures of Azeroth, and in fact, apart from its mate, there were indeed no black dragons left in this world, and the last of the black dragons were buried in the Blade Mountains, where they became food and trophies for the Gurros.
"I've said a long time ago that it's not that simple."
Orson spoke slowly, letting go of the hand that was covering Wensare's mouth.
Winsare's eyes stared at Nesario descending from the sky, then turned sharply back to look at Orsen.
"You, who are you? How do you know Nesario will be here? â
"I'm Kayla Orson, Liadrin's brother, you know. As for why I knew Nesario was here...... I still know a lot of things, but I can't tell you, at least not now, and I'll tell you quietly when I have the chance, but for now, let's see what this black dragon king wants to do. â
Orson said, and the two of them looked at Nesario at the same time, wanting to see what Deathwing was going to do.
It's just that when he was watching, Orson's hand was not taken away from Orsa Leigh's chest, and Winsa Lane didn't have the heart to pay attention to these at all, staring at the battlefield in the distance with a pair of big eyes, but he didn't know that he had been taken advantage of by Orson.
In the middle of the field, Nesario slowly descended with a strong wind and unparalleled coercion.
Looking condescendingly at the creature below, its heart finally felt a little more comfortable. First, it was attacked by the magicians of Dalaran and Quel'Salas, and it was almost killed, if it was not the guardian dragon in charge of the earth, and it could mobilize the power of the earth for a short time, it might not be able to stop it. It managed to escape and went to the outer lands, only to be besieged by the group of bastards full of brains and muscles, and the human mage, who actually caused its wounds that had just recovered to burst again, so that it had to retreat, and even the skull of Gul'dan had to give up.
This series of failures has filled its heart with tyranny, and it is eager to rush into the territory of the human race right now and kill it, so that those humans can see what the price of angering the Black Dragon King will be.
But it is still sane after all, it knows that it is useless to kill many people now, what he needs is the inheritance of the Black Dragon Clan. His spouse was also seriously injured and could not give birth in a short time, and now he was hunted down by the major races, so it became a top priority to protect the remaining dragon eggs.
So it appeared here, appeared on this battlefield, looked down at the frightened expressions of the creatures below, and the tyranny in its heart subsided a little. (To be continued!)
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