"Forget it, let's not talk about this yet."

Muradin shook his head, shook off his chaotic thoughts, looked at Sarren solemnly, and said, "The Black Iron Dwarves want to get rid of the enslavement of the fire elemental and return to the negotiating table with the Copperbeard and Brute Hammer Clan, of course I raise my hands in favor. ”

"What does Moella want me to do? Send troops into that what...... Molten Heart, will you help you defeat the Fire Demon King? ”

Salian shook his head: "That's not necessary, the Copperbeard Clan's troops crossing the border will startle the grass and snakes, and alarm the conservatives in the Black Iron Council." ”

"So far, everything is still in our plans."

"I'm here to do something else in the Wasteland, so I'll come and tell you about it."

Muradin asked curiously, "What important things do you need my consent for?" ”

Sarjan retrieved the Windchaser's imprisoned skull from the spatial package and showed it to Muradin.

"To put it simply, I'm going to defeat the elementals with the elementals, and defeat Ragnaros, the king of the fire demons, with the power of the Wind Elemental Prince."

Muladin's mind spun quickly, and he looked at the strange container in Sarjan's hand in surprise and asked, "Is it ...... The Wind Elemental Prince you are talking about is in this? ”

"That's right."

Salaen pointed to the vast desert area west of the Copperbeard Dwarven camp: "Sunderland the Wind Chaser has been imprisoned by Ragnaros for many years, his soul has fallen into a dormant state, and he needs to be infused with a large amount of wind to wake him up, and I need an environment where strong winds can easily gather. ”

Muradin's face showed a sudden look: "I see, the desert with ventilation on all sides is indeed a good choice. ”

"Alright, I've given permission, you can roam freely in the desert area, and I'll restrain my boys so that they don't disturb your awakening ritual."

Among the three brothers of the Copperbeard Royal Family, Brian is the most lazy and casual, indulging in personal hobbies for a long time, excavating ancient ruins all over the world, and basically not caring about state affairs.

Magni is the other extreme compared to his third brother, he has a stubborn temper and a strong sense of responsibility, and in order to run the country well, even his favorite hobby, blacksmithing, can only occasionally find time to do it.

Muradin's personality is somewhere in between, serious when he should be serious, and quick to follow the conversation when he should be joking, and he is usually the lubricant between the three brothers.

As the prince of the kingdom of Kazmodan, Muradine had a great deal of autonomy when leading his troops, and in some cases could even make decisions on behalf of Magni.

With his permission, Saljan was safe to begin preparations to awaken Sunderland in the desert of the Badlands.

As soon as he said goodbye to Muradin, he walked out of the barracks when Sarjan's keen sense of smell suddenly smelled a familiar aroma.

Due to the acuteness of his five senses, he can often smell some scents that are difficult for ordinary people to perceive.

When entering a place where the smell is too strong, Salian will feel very uncomfortable, regardless of whether the smell is fragrant or smelly.

His confidantes knew this trait, which he didn't know whether it was an advantage or a disadvantage, and never added any kind of powder or perfume to his body.

Even so, Sarean could clearly distinguish the natural body odor from their bodies.

In barrage parlance, this should be called a hormonal smell.

Of the three resident Marquis of the Deep Shadows, Valeera's body fragrance is the most intense, and even with Sarren's sense of smell it is difficult to catch, only faintly smelling the surging fragrance of gardenias when her mood swings are more violent.

Stella Gossa has an orchid-like body fragrance, elegant and vulgar, which is more in line with her character of a literature girl.

Compared to the above two, Onexia is more heavyweight.

She is the most "domineering" of the three, and as soon as she gets close, she can make Salaan smell the rich but not too irritating scent of roses.

"Suck ~"

After leaving the camp, Salian sniffled and a sudden smile appeared on his face.

"If you're here, come out, why are you hiding?"

"Hey Hugh~"

A figure jumped out of the rubble on the side, and the seemingly soft and slender arms hung precisely around Sarjan's neck, and the plump but not fat body did not shy away from fitting Sarjan's back.

Onexia deliberately put her rosy lips to the ear of Sarjan's pointed elf and whispered, "Honey, did you miss me?" ”

"Over there! It's so close! ”

Stella Gosa, who had been half a step slower, jumped out and grabbed Onyxia's back collar in a rage to carry her away.

"I didn't bring you here to make trouble, get out of the way!"

Although Xiaoxing used a lot of strength, with the physical fitness of the blue dragon, it was completely unable to compare with the hand-to-hand black dragon.

Onexia remained motionless on Sarren's back, even provocatively pressing her body tighter.

Feeling the soft touch coming from behind him, Sarren smiled silently and rubbed Onyxia's head on his shoulder with his backhand.

"That's pretty much it, don't really annoy Stella, come down."

Sarren's words are still more useful, of course, it may also be that Onexia knows how to measure.

In short, she didn't continue to stimulate the little star, let go of the long legs that clamped Salian's waist like a stream, and borrowed the slope to get off the donkey with a smile.

Stella Gossa gave her an angry look: "Sure enough, as Valera said, I can't have a moment of relaxation for you." ”

Salajan raised his hand to interrupt Stellagosa's grumbling, "Let's get down to business...... Oni, you've heard from Stella about what happened, right? ”

When it came to business, Onexia and Stella Gosa quickly put away their banter.

Onexia nodded solemnly: "Well, I don't understand why Nefarian jumped out three times and twice to brush up on his presence." ”

"One thing I know for sure, though...... I'm afraid that his plan has already been mastered by him, and he probably wants to do something about it. ”

"Will you plan it......" Salian thoughtfully tapped his finger on his forehead: "Guess what, what do you think he is planning?" Could it be related to Deathwing? ”

Onexia shook her head: "There are still too few clues, and it is difficult to determine for the time being. ”

"If we can get more information from the upper levels of the Blackstone Tower, we may be able to piece together the truth."

During the reign of the old king of Black Iron, in order to weaken the alliance...... Or the strength of the Kazmodan Kingdom, he warmly invited the tribe led by the Great Chief Orgrim to enter the Black Stone Tower for repair, and also took the initiative to lend them the Black Stone Tower built by the Black Iron Dwarves.

After the end of the Second Orc War, brothers Red and Maim hid in the Blackstone Tower with a small group of orcs.

This orc returning from the sea belongs to the Blacktooth Clan, one of the subordinate clans of the Blackstone Clan, and is led by the son of the former Blackstone chieftain, Red Blackhand.

Sarren doesn't know what happened to Red and Maim after they fled into the Blackstone Tower.

When he received information about the two brothers again, the orcs who had the cheekiness to change their name to the Blackstone Clan had become slaves of the Black Dragon, and had surrendered the upper level of the Blackstone Tower to Nefarian.

As Dagran Thorrison said, no one wants to be a slave if there was another choice, and orcs were no exception.

[Orcs will never be slaves!] 】

[Unless you eat and stay? 】

Sarjan lowered his head and pondered for a while before speaking again: "Oni, we are still busy attacking the Molten Heart, and the task of monitoring Nefarian can only be entrusted to you. ”

"You can ask Valira for command of the Backlight Blade Thieves lurking near the Blackstone Tower, and I'll do so, and they should be able to help you with some intelligence."

Onexia's talent for big-picture and strategy was far superior to that of Valera and Stella Gosa, and she had guessed that Salaan would leave the task to her before she set out from Quel'Thalas.

"No problem, you guys are busy with yourself first, I'll take care of it."

"Oh, yes."

Onexia suddenly patted her forehead: "Before I left, Valera said that she would recover as soon as possible and rush over, it should be just these few days, you and Xiaoxing don't be caught and raped by her in bed~"

"No, it won't!"

Hearing Onexia's tone become indecent again, Stella Gosa also put down her previous seriousness and complained: "I'm not you guy who thinks about night attacks all day long, go get busy with your business!" ”

Onexia laughed and waved his hand as she turned to leave: "Then we will see you again in Blackstone Mountain, I hope we can each gain something." ”

Seeing Onyxia maintain her human form and speed up her steps to leave, Sarlian amusedly patted the shoulder of the little star, who was still a little puffed up.

"Okay, you know, she likes to talk about it like this, but she doesn't have any bad intentions, don't take it to heart."

"Whew~"

Stella Gosa rubbed her cheeks to sort out her emotions: "Of course I know, but I'm just a little angry. ”

"So...... Let's go right away? ”

Sarjan turned his head to look at the desert area covered with wind and sand: "Let's go, we can't pin all our hopes on Neptulon who is delaying time, get this thing done as soon as possible, and take Sunderland to overthrow the Molten Heart together." ”