"Master, are you satisfied with this information?"

Onexia asked in a bewitching voice.

"Satisfied, very satisfied, finally found some useful information for me - what do you call me?"

Murphy said and looked at Onexia on the side, the beauty of the black dragon illusion looked at him with a submissive face at this time, her delicate and charming face was full of flattery, and a pair of dark eyes were teasing and tentative.

"Of course, it's the 'master', and it's my honor to serve a great dragon king like you." As she spoke, Onexia sat down beside Murphy, her plump and sexy body leaning against Murphy's side as if inadvertently.

Mo Fei chuckled noncommittally, "How do you know I'm the Dragon King?" ”

"It's not hard to guess, only the king of the dragon clan has such majesty, even in my father's body I have never seen such a bearing, you must be a dragon king who lives alone, because he doesn't like to walk around the world and few people know your name.

But your power is impossible to ignore, especially me as a dragon. ”

"Hehe, isn't the little mouth sweet?" Murphy knew why Onexia was so flattering to him, this scheming female dragon was very smart, especially good at provoking people's hearts, and said so many good things, most of them for the reward he had promised before.

This little bit of caution is quite cute from a certain point of view, if you don't consider the vicious plans of this black dragon beauty.

Murphy looked at Onexia's beautiful face, the dragon clan often carefully carves the incarnated human form, the Countess Catlana in front of her is white and beautiful, with slender thighs, slender waist, plump and full breasts, and a good figure is exaggerated, her appearance is full of desire, and her smile is full of charm, at this time she sits sideways, looking up at herself, with a little woman's obedient posture, which is even more attractive.

Speaking of which, in the original world, I have also tasted the wonderful body of Onexia, and it is also a different taste when I look back on it at this time.

Murphy caressed Onexia's cheek with his hand and lifted her chin, Onexia boldly looked at Murphy, but soon there was awe and cringe in her eyes, in those unfathomable pupils, she could not see any change in emotion, as if staring at the abyss and the starry sky.

It is not even possible to perceive whether the other person is happy or sad, angry or happy.

The feeling of being undetectable filled her with unease.

"Of course I have a reward for you."

Murphy said, suddenly took her in his arms and kissed her on the sexy lips, and Onexia did not resist in the slightest, allowing Murphy to manipulate her body......

As night fell on the sky of Stormwind and the stars hung all over the sky, Murphy pushed open the rooftop windows of the Stormkeep, letting the night breeze blow into the palace, bringing fresh air and distant noise.

Murphy looked out the window at the night view of Stormwind City, and his mind couldn't help but think of some of his experiences.

Things are people, which makes people feel a little emotional.

Onexia lay on the bed with a satisfied but somewhat annoyed expression, her fair skin peeking in under the black silk nightgown.

(Is this what a reward is?) This dragon king really knows how to perfunctory. ）

Onexia thought with some sadness, although it did feel comfortable, Onexia liked this feeling of being completely conquered, perhaps because she had a tyrannical father since she was born, and she had a somewhat masochistic tendency.

But it's clear that the real rewards are more attractive, whether it's treasure, powerful weapons, or rare magical knowledge...... What is this now?

She knows how to calculate gains and losses.

As soon as he was really angry in his heart, the magic power in his body subconsciously followed, but Onexia was pleasantly surprised to find that the power of the black dragon in his body seemed to have become stronger.

She quietly moved around her body, yes, although she was still in human form at this time, she could feel that her dragon rank had increased.

Originally, she only had the strength of the Black Dragon Lord, but now she had the powerful power that the ancient Black Dragon had.

This strength enhancement is an all-round evolution, not only does the magic become stronger, but Onexia is sure that if she takes the form of a black dragon, she will become even more powerful than her brother.

"My lord, did you do this?" Onexia asked excitedly.

"Well, are you satisfied with such a reward?" Murphy said without looking back.

"Satisfied, very satisfied." Ignoring the exhaustion of her body, Onexia stepped off the bed and hugged Mo Fei from behind, she happily felt the surging black dragon blood in her body, but she couldn't help but feel a trace of doubt in her heart.

Deathwing may be able to use the identity of the Dragon King to forcibly raise an ordinary young dragon or young dragon to a level and reach the strength of an adult black dragon, but the ability transformation of a top-level powerhouse like the ancient black dragon can't even be done by Deathwing, no-to be exact, no dragon king has such an ability, which has completely changed the biological laws of the dragon clan for thousands of years.

Thinking of this, Onexia became more and more confused about the identity of the mysterious dragon clan in front of her.

But it also became more and more determined that she wanted to please the other party.

Onexia twisted her body skillfully, rubbing her plump body against the other's back, trying to arouse the desire in the other's heart.

But Mo Fei has already tasted enough of the taste of the Black Dragon Princess, for an existence like the Dragon God, desire is something that is dispensable and completely free to control, and it was just an occasional interest.

Now I still have something to do, but I won't be tempted by this teasing skill.

He turned around and glanced at Onexia, just one look made the lust in Onexia's heart instantly subside, and he stopped making small movements.

"Very well, then I have one more thing for you to do."

"Please do what you command, sir."

"Wait until Varian returns, reunites the two divided Varians, and then assists him and helps him protect the Stormwind Kingdom, your plan to subvert the alliance can be over, and the Brotherhood of Van Cleef and Defia, either deal with them or subdue them, this farce must end as soon as possible."

What! Onexia was stunned, she was assigned by Deathwing to infiltrate the upper echelons of Stormwind in order to destroy it from within the Alliance, and now she received an order that was diametrically opposed, what is going on?

Not only does it go against her naturally chaotic nature, but it also directly conflicts with Deathwing's orders.

"What, are you questioning my orders?" Murphy's tone was still flat, but the strong momentum made Onexia's delicate body tremble.

"Of course not," she hurriedly bowed her head.

"It's just that Varian was split by me with Soul Splitting, and I'm afraid he won't let me go easily, how can I explain it so that he won't seek revenge on me?"

"Hmph, that's your problem, aren't you proficient in people's hearts, tell him that this is a trial, it is used to test his tempering, do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

"Yes master, I will take care of this," Onexia did not dare not agree, and then said unwillingly, "but it was my father's order to dismantle the alliance from within, and if I disobey his order, I am afraid it will be ......."

"Don't worry, Deathwing has been seriously injured and hid in the deep rock abyss, and when he returns again, someone will naturally come to deal with him, just do what I gave you."

Deathwing's reappearance is already a cataclysmic thing, of course, if he is free in the future, he can find him in this time and space and get him done, but that will be for later.

"Okay, I still have something to do, I'm leaving, and the next time I come, I hope you won't let me down."

Murphy patted Onexia's fair cheek, and disappeared with a white light of teleportation.

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It took a lot of effort for Murphy to teleport himself to Lordaeron.

The world's magic web nodes are in chaos, Dalaran has been destroyed, Alterac has been reduced to the territory of ogres, and the city of Lordaeron has been reduced to a wasteland of natural plagues.

The teleportation towers of these important cities have been destroyed, leaving Murphy to teleport to the Magic Web nodes in the wild, and then fly all the way to the Western Plaguelands.

Everywhere I passed, there was a deplorable scene.

Without the participation of players, the history of Warcraft is really a grand tragic epic.

Murphy walked slowly on the barren wilderness, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This strengthened his previous idea of giving freedom to the Overworld, but also to do some screening of those players, not necessarily to strip out all players, there must be people who want to stay, but not as adventurers or anything else, but as the real inhabitants of that world.

These players are equivalent to becoming time-travelers, and their existence is enough to change the history of Warcraft and make everything go in a better direction, but at the same time it will not turn the whole world into an aboriginal hell like Westworld, a casino for players.

But he still has no idea what to do.

Let's get hold of the Light's authority first.

This is the Western Plaguelands, once the territory of Lordaeron, but now a corrupted land infested with undead.

However, such a threat is no problem for him, Mo Fei has the authority of death, for the undead, the natural superior, those undead see him as if they have seen the god of death, and they dare not have any confrontational emotions at all.

He can even be left to his command.

However, Murphy did not try to control the undead, but used the power of authority to get them out of the way, and made their way to the Chapel of the Wish of Light unimpeded.

Looking at the inconspicuous little chapel in front of him, Mo Fei was a little surprised, he didn't feel anything special from this short building, and even the fluctuations of the Holy Light had almost no traces to follow, compared to the Holy Light Cathedral in Stormwind City and the Light Cathedral in Lordaeron, that kind of sacred feeling, the building in front of him seemed to be just an ordinary chapel.

Even in the chapel, it is not very popular.

I don't think there's anything wrong with the information I got before.

Forget it, you'll know when you get there.

Murphy quickened his pace.

He noticed that around the chapel there were tents and makeshift wooden huts.

There were refugees everywhere, some men in Lordaeron soldier armor were maintaining order, and a few paladins with the Silver Hand mark were the administrators.

Seeing Murphy approaching alone, a paladin with a few soldiers immediately stopped him.

"Strangers? Tell us who you are. ”

Murphy smiled, "I'm a traveler, and I've heard that a sacred miracle has been born here, so I wanted to come here to see it. ”

The paladin was a little displeased when he heard this, "Damn, this land is going through a terrible crisis right now, it's not for you travelers to see the lively place, leave quickly." ”

"Don't be so angry, Arad, the Chapel of Light's Wish should welcome every survivor, as long as he has good intentions, come in, Traveler, we are about to have dinner." An elderly paladin said with a smile, the seemingly bad situation did not dispel the optimism in his heart.

"I'm the Knight of Dirktar at Fort Hearth, welcome to the Land of Hope."

Murphy followed the old knight to the outside of the chapel, where a row of cauldrons were boiling food, and a group of civilians were drinking oatmeal and nibbling on baked potatoes.

The house of worship was surrounded by tents and campfires, and it was crowded with refugees.

This is not surprising, now the entire western realm has been reduced to a paradise of natural disasters, and this is the only pure land, no matter how difficult it is, it must stay.

The old knight handed a baked potato to Murphy, "I'm afraid we can't provide much food, there are too many refugees, we only have enough food to eat, although we sent soldiers to collect more food, but most of the land is contaminated by the plague of natural disasters, and it is difficult to find clean food."

But a lot of people is a good thing, if they don't come here, they will become undead, these refugees are Lordaeron's hope, I hope they can survive. ”

The old knight's face was emotional, and although he had a smile on his face, his voice couldn't help but reveal a pessimism.

"I can donate a batch of food." As he spoke, he took out hundreds of large pieces of toasted bread from his backpack, and the old knight checked the bread with holy light to confirm that it was uncontaminated food, and then asked his soldiers to distribute it.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Traveler, you carry your bread in a dimensional pocket? Are you a mage? ”

Mo Fei's heart moved slightly, the other party was actually curious about his backpack? This is very rare, and shouldn't NPCs ignore all information about the player?

"Well, at least I'll know a few things about magic, so I can see the miracle."

Murphy originally thought that there would be a tongue, but he didn't expect that several paladins just glanced at each other and agreed.

"Come on, Mr. Mage, as far as I know, Mages are very knowledgeable, maybe you can know what this is."

"This is what we found when we were digging, many paladins who were killed by Arthas were transformed into death knights, in order to prevent more comrades from suffering such a fate, we burned the remains of some of our comrades to ashes, trying to find a church or chapel to bury them deeply, but deep underground in this chapel, we dug up something unusual."

As he spoke, Murphy had followed several paladins to the depths of the catacombs.

It is normal practice for churches to build burial chambers underground, and the tomb is built under the basement of the chapel.

Follow the stairs down to get there, but it's clear that what you see is not as simple as an ordinary tomb.

In the depths of the tomb, where the bodies should have been parked, a huge downward hole appeared.

Looking down from the edge of the hole, the unfathomable hole leads to nowhere, a huge bottomless cavern, where there is no place to climb downward, and in the extremely deep place below, some light can be faintly seen emanating from it.

"I've heard that Alsace attacked here." Murphy asked, looking at the hole.

The old knight nodded, "Yes, at that time we all thought it was completely over, but suddenly, a powerful holy light poured into each of us, and we became extremely powerful, as if the gods descended to earth, Arthas was defeated by several of us, but when Arthas left, that power suddenly disappeared." ”

"Didn't you go down and have a look?"

The old knight shook his head, "We tried, but we didn't find a way to go safely, it was completely empty underneath, and there was no way to even build a staircase.

We tried with ropes, but simply not long enough ropes to reach the bottom of the cave. ”

"It's okay, I can figure it out for you."

Mo Fei said, and jumped straight down.

(End of chapter)