Chapter 89: Becoming a War Correspondent

Blackstone Tower.

Ahead is the gate to Blackwing's Lair.

The alliance Blackwing's Lair raiding team, formed by Bolval, is doing the final equipment checks to try to be as foolproof as possible.

"Heroes of the Alliance!" Bolvar stood at the front, facing the other thirty-eight warriors except Fenpida, "this moment we will go down in history, go with me to the Lair of Black Wing, cut off Nefarian's head, and hang it at the gates of Stormwind!"

"For the Alliance!"

"For Azeroth!"

"For the Light!"

The thirty-eight team members below raised their weapons one after another, shouting excitedly at Bolval, from the moment on, everyone will face an enemy that is so strong that it is suffocating, let faith triumph over fear!

Fenbida stood on the side, holding a sketchpad in his left hand and a quill in his right hand, and with the help of his 'unicorn arm', he quickly drew the scene in front of him.

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[Wild Lagerzor: "You're going to pay for forcing me to do this!"]

"Heal!heal!" Bolvar hacked a dragonman to death, shouting at all the druids, 'priests', and 'paladins' present, "Watch out for the wounded!"

Boval raised his sword, and then killed one of the dragonmen who was close to him, "The other members of the group should be careful not to let these dragonmen get close to the range of the orb!"

"Come and help me, I can't solve so many dragons!"

"Treat me, hurry up and heal me, I'm dying!"

"There are dragonmen approaching over there, go and protect a few of them!"

"Oh my God, there are more and more, hurry up and strengthen the attack, don't save your strength!"

The battle is fierce, and the thirty-nine Blackwing's Lair raiding team is being put to the test by the wild Ragzoor, the first leader of the Blackwing's Lair, an unprecedented battle mode.

At this moment, as a war correspondent, Fenpida was not idle, drawing the pictures of the battle one by one, and the great moment must be attended and recorded.

And he was a witness to that great process.

"If only there was a video camera," Fenpida began to think nonsense as he painted, "and when I get back, look for anything that resembles the function of a video camera." ”

[Wild Lagerzor: "Fool, these eggs are much more precious than you think!"]

"It's still halfway there, Warriors of the Alliance, victory is at hand, hold on!" shouted Boval.

The orb controls the wild Lagerzor, allowing it to constantly attack the Black Dragon's most precious dragon egg, and as the dragonman who guards the Blackwing's lair, he is trying to awaken the will of the wild Lagerzor, and the Warriors of the Alliance are tasked with killing all the dragonmen in this battle.

Until the wild Lagerzor completely destroyed all the dragon eggs.

"Mage, mage, a blizzard, freeze this group of dragonmen!"

"Two dragonmen have missed, which of you is going to help control them?"

"Thieves, thieves, take control of those two dragonmen!"

"Hold on!"

[Wild Lagerzor: "No, stop, I want your head to atone for your crimes!"]

"The dragon eggs have been destroyed! Everyone attacks the wild Lagerzor! Don't leave any room and use your power to the fullest!" Boval saw that the dragon eggs on the scene had been destroyed, and the magical orb had lost the effect of controlling the wild Lagerzor.

"For the Alliance!"

With that, Berval was the first to raise his sword and slash at the wild Ragzor.

"Die! Black Dragon!"

"Eat me and slash me!"

"Look at my Flame Blast!"

"Boning!"

After a few minutes of fighting, the wild Lagerzor finally fell to the ground, and a great battle ended, everyone was exhausted, and Fenpida was no better, and the 'unicorn arm' was about to break.

"Ten minutes of renovation!"

After Berval finished speaking, he came to Fenbida's side, looked at him helplessly and said, "Fenbida... Can you do your part, just casually watching us work hard?"

I'll go!

What are these words?

When Fenbida heard Bolval's words, he immediately jumped to his feet, "I'm also working hard, okay? As a war correspondent, I've already helped you record all the records, wait for the mage to open a portal, and I'll send it to the 'Fenbida Entertainment and Culture Company', and your glorious deeds can spread all over Azeroth!"

"Besides... The tactics of the wild Lagerzor were made by me!"

"Okay..."For Fenpida, Boval had to reluctantly accept it, but although he had been playing soy sauce, with Fenpida's magical tactics, he killed the wild Lagzor perfectly, which couldn't help but make Berval a little surprised.

This Fenpida can't be a dragonman, right?

Otherwise, how would you know about the dragon eggs on the ground and the orbs on the platform... It's impossible for the average person to know!

After the renovation was completed, everyone continued on their way, but after taking a few steps, they heard an ethereal voice from within the Blackwing's nest.

["Ah, heroes, you will persevere, won't you? If you mortals want to compete with my power, then you will have to pay the price. Now it will fight for me, and its mission is to kill you. Wake up, little red dragon, and destroy them!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but stand still, because a red dragon appeared in front of them... Everyone panicked about it.

Unlike them, Fenbida saw the fallen Valastaz, and his heart was filled with infinite surging!

It's a little red dragon!

it...

you!

"Don't panic, everyone, get away from the fallen Valastaz and come to my side at once, and follow my tactics!" Fenbida hurriedly shouted to everyone.

Due to the perfect tactical arrangement of the wild Lagerzor in front, everyone was now convinced by Fenpida's words, and even the Grand Duke of Berval came to Fenpida's side to listen to the next implementation plan.

"The plan is simple, just do it!"

Fenpida said with a serious face, "Do it to death, pay attention to one thing, during the battle, you will be hit by a magic, called 'ignite', it will make you die in twenty seconds, but the maximum increase in combat effectiveness, don't worry about this is fake death, when the fallen Valastaz dies, you will still be resurrected!"

"So, it's a race against time and luck!" said Fenpida.

"So amazing?"

"Oh my God, how do you know everything, Master Fenpida?"

"Master Fenpida, are you a prophet?"

"That's amazing!"

Hearing Fenpida's words, everyone looked at him with admiration, and even Bolval was impressed by it... How the hell did he know the properties of these monsters?

It's amazing!

[Valastaz the Fallen: "It's too late, friends, Nefarios' fallen power is already in effect, and I can't ...... Take control of yourself. ”】

[Fallen Valastaz: "Nefarian's hatred has made me more powerful than ever, run, mortal, the wrath of the King of Blackstone is surging in my veins!"]

[Fallen Valastaz: "Fire, death, destruction, you mortals, let Lord Nefarian ...... No, I'm going to fight, Alexstaza, help me, I have to fight to the end!"

"Let's go!"

With Fenpida's order, the little red dragon battle began.

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