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The sun was setting in the west, dusk faded, and was replaced by the cold and windy night of Blackstone Mountain. The Blood Demon stared at the orange campfire in front of him. Things went completely different from the plan at the second step. The death knight leader fell into deep thought, and everyone else was very smart.

Remaining silent, the only thing that could be heard was the "cracking" sound of the flames. Suddenly, there was a strange noise in the shadows. Everyone jumped up and picked up their weapons vigilantly.

"Humans! Kill them!" An orc discovered the problem first and rushed forward without waiting for the Gorefiend's order.

The Blood Demon could already see the human being, but what surprised him was that the other person walked towards here in a swaggering manner, with a smile on his face!

The orc rushed towards the human and smashed the battle ax in his hand. The blood demon could imagine the scene where the human's brains were splattered, but what happened next made everyone stunned. The human casually grabbed the handle of the axe, exerted force, and there was a click.

, the ax fell to the ground. The orc looked at him in disbelief, and the smile on the human face became more and more timid.

"Kneel down!" the human shouted to him. The orc's legs trembled as if automatically and uncontrollably, and then he fell to his knees, the horror on his face unspeakable.

Blood Demon immediately stopped other people who wanted to attack. Even he did not dare to disobey what this human said. Just two words made an orc surrender, which was enough to prove the opponent's power. Who is this person? Blood Demon was curious.

I watched him walk into the range illuminated by the fire. He had carefully arranged black hair, a strong and tall figure, and his angular yet elegant face. For a human being, he could be called

He was very handsome. He was wearing well-tailored clothes, and a long sword that was intact and decorated with gems hung at his side. The only thing strange was that one of his hands was flicking on the other sleeve.

He seemed to be trying to erase something or hide something.

"Stop attacking me. I don't want your blood to stay on my clothes. Why don't you learn from your friends?" He smiled, full of threats, and then glanced at the staggering man with contempt.

Orc standing up.

Behind the human being, his shadow flashed due to the firelight. It was terrifying in both size and shape. The shadow of the huge wings gradually began to envelope everyone.

The Blood Demon took a step back and asked, "Who are you?" He knew that this person was definitely not what he looked like.

"I have many names." His smile became even more chilling, "World Destroyer or Deathwing."

World Destroyer? Deathwing! Blood Demon felt dizzy. He had heard of this powerful black dragon - the most powerful creature on the continent of Azeroth. During the war, the orcs had seen it many times.

Passed the black dragon. The Blood Demon once thought, why the Dragonmaw clan did not capture them, but captured those uncontrollable red dragons? Now he knows, because doing so will arouse the wrath of Deathwing, and he has already seen death just now

A fragment of the infinite power of the Wings.

The Blood Demon tried to say something. At that moment, shock and fear appeared for the first time in the heart of the death knight.

"What...are you going to do to us?"

Deathwing replied with a hint of contempt: "Don't be nervous, I'm not here to kill you, otherwise you would have blended in with the dust here." In an instant, his eyes glowed orange-red, and the corners of his eyes began to glow.

The appearance of irregular cracks shows the endless fanaticism beneath his human appearance, and also serves as a warning to others who would attempt a sneak attack.

"I have been observing you for a long time, and I admire your strength and cohesion." He smiled at everyone, "So, I really want to see the world that raised you."

Blood Demon looked at this uninvited guest, 'He is going to Draenor?'

Deathwing seemed to understand what he was thinking, so he nodded. His pupils gradually lost their luster and became darker, and the power contained in them was also withdrawn. At that moment, he looked like just a very confident human being.

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"I know you went to see the orc named Red Blackhand." Deathwing said softly: "But he is just a waste, why do you need to seek his help? And you got a bad result." Death.

Zhiyi paused for a moment, took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, as if he had just eaten some delicious food. Then he continued: "I know, you really want to get what the Dragonmaw clan...enslaved.

Red dragons." When he mentioned the word "slavery", the corners of his mouth raised slightly, as if the idea made him feel happy.

Blood Demon said cautiously: "Dragons are powerful creatures."

"We are indeed very powerful. So you really want to get help from the dragons, right? If so, then I can help you."

"You help me find the Dragonmaw clan?" Blood Demon's eyes flashed with enthusiasm, but Deathwing shook his head. "The red dragons are difficult to control, but the black dragon is different! I mean to let my descendants work for you.

Service is voluntary!"

Talon Bloodfiend was surprised at first, and then suddenly understood what? Deathwing seemed to have said he was going to Draenor.

"This is really timely help, how can we repay you?"

Deathwing nodded with satisfaction and stated the purpose of his visit: "A safe passage. I need you to help me transport some goods to your world."

The Blood Devil considered the proposal. He needed dragons to make their plans work, no matter what color they were. If he made a deal with the black dragons, he wouldn't need to deal with Red again, of course if the opportunity arose

If so, he would let that self-righteous guy have a taste of his power.

"So nice to work with, Deathwing," he finally said.

"...Sir." Black Dragon smiled, but there was no hint of joking. From the tone of his words, the Blood Demon could tell that Black Dragon also had limits. "We should pay attention to etiquette, right?"

Blood Demon lowered his head, "Of course, Lord Deathwing, I agree. We will provide a safe passage for your goods. But first, I need to go to the north to complete a task. I need to obtain some items we need.

"

"Very good." Deathwing agreed and stood up elegantly. "I will contact my descendants and inform them of this contract. When I come back, I will help you complete the mission." He clapped his hands.

Although he had not touched anything, the black dragon walked into the shadows without saying a word. After a while, the blood demon was sure that the black dragon had left and would not suddenly emerge from the darkness again.

After that, he said, "Okay. Let's clean up now. We need to take action. Time is running out."

Taggar yelled, "He wants to go to Draenor? Why?"

"Obviously he has his own plan." Blood Demon explained quietly: "We'd better not interfere. This guy's power is beyond our ability to deal with."

Fenris, the chief of the Thunder God clan, stood up dissatisfied, "What if he affects our plan?"

"He won't!" Blood Demon shook his head. In fact, he didn't know why Deathwing did this, but he knew that this black dragon would not affect their plan.

"His 'goods' are in our hands, and although I'm curious about what he wants us to transport for him, I guess it must be important to him."

Taga was still a little worried, and he whispered to the Blood Demon: "But we have all seen his power, why didn't he transport it himself, but asked us..."

Gorefiend nodded. What Taga said made sense, but who could know what this dragon was planning? He only hoped that Deathwing was really their ally - if not, then there was nothing they could do.

."Only he knows this question! Okay, don't ask any more questions and set off now!"

Not far from the Blood Demon camp, a man and a woman were waiting for the arrival of Deathwing. When the black dragon approached, they turned around. The man was tall and tall, with a black beard and neat mustache. The woman was tall and tall.

They are petite in appearance, with fair complexion, and very long and smooth hair. Both of them have shiny and smooth black hair, and faces similar to Deathwing in human form.

"Father, how is the situation?" the woman asked, her voice as soft as silk.

"They agreed, just as I planned," Deathwing replied. He caressed her daughter's cheek while Onyxia leaned her face into her father's hand and smiled at him.

"Soon, there will be two worlds at our mercy." Deathwing sneered and turned to Onyxia's brother Nefarian. "While I am away, you go and complete another thing.

.There are some orcs who have severed ties with the tribe in Blackrock Mountain. I want you to take control of this mountain and the orcs living in it."

Nefarian grinned, and promised, "It's simple, father. I will take care of the orcs and this fortress, and wait for your return."

Deathwing looked at his children, and then nodded, "Great. Now I must go back to find our new allies, and help them complete those trivial tasks, so that they can be used by me faster.

"

Their father returned the same way. Onyxia smiled savagely: "Okay, brother, are you going to see your new home and new servants?"

"Of course, sister." Nefarian replied with a smile. "I think I can stretch my muscles." After a moment, the huge dragon wings began to flap, blending into the sound of the evening breeze.

Andorhal

"Are you OK?"

"Huh?" Nathanos looked at Uther strangely. This was the fifth time he asked himself this question on the road to Paladin, and he replied in the same tone for the fifth time: "Of course, I'm fine."

Uther shook his head. He was confused. It seemed that they had not seen each other for several months, and the two of them had become a bit strange, especially when Uther told Nathanos that he was going to be assigned to Arthas.

, the young man accepted it completely, and left without even saying goodbye to his family, leaving all the speeches Uther had prepared along the way rotten in his stomach. Of course, Nathanos also mentioned it when he agreed to accept this task.

A condition was given, and the condition itself surprised Uther, that is, to join the Alliance!

"Arthas is a few years younger than you." Uther smiled and changed the subject. He no longer asked what happened to Nathanos, and he wouldn't tell. "You can definitely become good friends."

"That will happen in the future." Nathanos said calmly, "You should tell me something about the current situation, Uther."

The paladin nodded. He thought for a while, where should I start?

"When I came, Turalyon received news from Stormwind City, saying that a book was lost in the Royal Library of Stormwind City and three people died."

"If it can alarm the leaders of the alliance, it seems that this book must be worth a lot of money."

"Indeed, that is the book written by Medivh."

This explanation makes sense. After hearing the name, Nathanos glanced at the paladin to confirm that the other party was right. The name of the guardian alone was enough to explain everything.

"Who did it?"
Chapter completed!