Chapter 98: Nefarian's Creation

Nefarian, who occupied Blackrock Spire, was sitting on the chieftain's seat with Rend and Maim, leaning his chin on his hand as he watched the orcs offer food after food to him. Then he saw his sister, named Urqugansaya by her father, take a small bite and kick it away unsatisfied.

"Ah..." Nefarian sighed. This little ancestor was really hard to serve. Nefarian missed the time when he fed Onyxia. No matter what kind of food he prepared, as long as she could swallow it, she would eat it all without any thought. Unlike this, he would have to find a few decent chefs next time he went to the human city. Nefarian still misses Onyxia. Of all the black dragons, Nefarian is only close to Onyxia. His father admires her and wants to surpass her. After all, they were the only two of them who had the noble blood of Deathwing. In his opinion, the other guys flying in the sky with inferior blood were not worthy of being black dragons. It was a pity that his sister was already with the damned old god.

"Humph!" Nefarian snorted coldly. What's so great about the old gods? Sooner or later, he would create a great work that surpassed everything in the world!

"My beloved prince." A dragon lieutenant of Nefarian (with a human upper body and a four-legged dragon lower body) came over gently. "The great Deathwing requires you to send black dragons to assist those orcs."

"Got it." Nefarian threw a talisman over. "Just send a few of them. You can handle this matter yourself later."

The lieutenant took the talisman and retreated respectfully. "Yes, my beloved prince."

Nefarian leaned on the throne and looked at the back of the dragon lieutenant. Dragons are a new species produced by other creatures accepting the "blessing" of dragons. They can be forced or voluntary. Those who are forced to transform will generally lose consciousness, while those who are voluntary will retain their original self. Although the mortality rate is high during the transformation process, the guys who survive will have the abilities of dragons and their original race. Ten thousand years ago, his father tricked other dragons into contributing their powers to create the artifact Dragon Soul. Dragon Soul has the power to destroy the world. Inspired by this, Nefarian wanted to use the power of other dragons to create colorful dragonmen, but the fusion of colorful dragons is not as simple as 1+1.

"There are many red dragons in Blackrock Spire, so let's start with two-color dragonmen."

If his father knew about this in Lordaeron, he would definitely smile sarcastically. Dragonmen are ultimately inferior species in the eyes of the noble Dragon King, and no matter how powerful a dragonman is, he cannot compare to a real dragon.

After checking the last box, Deathwing ordered his lieutenants to quietly transport the vehicle away. The boxes were full of dragon eggs, including his own, collateral black dragons, and other dragons. These dragon eggs would be transported to Draenor for "testing". He

flew south, picked up Talon Bloodseeker and some other death knights, and flew to Dalaran to help them steal the gem Eye of Dalaran. Originally, this task could be handed over to his men, but he really wanted to see the dragon in Dalaran.

The dragon in Dalaran was being questioned by Archmage Antonidas, who wanted to know why this council member disappeared for some time without reason.

Krasus naturally went to find a way to save his race, but he couldn't tell Antonidas in detail. Although some of his colleagues guessed that he might be a red dragon, he explained: "I had other things to do during that time."

"Other things?" Antonidas said dissatisfiedly, "You are the archmage of the Kirin Tor Council, you have to serve the Kirin Tor! If you can't fulfill your responsibilities, I will let someone else take your place!"

Krasus's calmness surprised Antonidas: "If you want to replace me, I will hand in my resignation."

Antonidas looked at him for a while, but finally did not make the decision to fire him. Krasus is the most knowledgeable among all of them. It seems that there is nothing he doesn't know from ancient times to the present, especially the dragon race.

"Take a look at this." Antonidas handed over a scroll.

Krasus's face was filled with fear: "Black dragon?!"

Nefarian casually arranged a few black dragons to help the orcs. Two clan chiefs were carried by black dragons to fly to the Endless Sea to find the Scepter of Sargeras. The black dragons carelessly passed through the airspace of Kul Tiras. The soldiers of Kul Tiras were not blind, so they naturally saw the giant beasts in the sky and reported it to the entire Alliance.

"Yes." Antonidas affirmed, "As a dragon expert, do you have any way to restrict or solve these black dragons?"

"Woo--" Before Krasus could answer, a shrill alarm sounded over Dalaran.

Antonidas sensed something was wrong, his eyes widened: "Treasure room! They actually entered the treasure room!"

Antonidas grabbed Krasus's hand, and the two of them teleported to the treasure room, but they were still a step too late. Talon. Bloodfiend had already obtained the Eye of Dalaran and got rid of Antonidas's obstruction and teleported to a terrace.

Other archmages also came to support, and a group of mages blocked the death knights at the edge of the terrace.

Antonidas said: "The teleportation spell has been completely blocked here, you have no way to escape, hand over the Eye of Dalaran!"

"Escape? Why should we escape?"

Just as Talon finished speaking, a strong wind blew, and a black shadow slowly grew larger in the distance. Crassus' face gradually turned pale: "Deathwing!" Deathwing,

who rested his head on the platform, looked at him with interest. Talon jumped on his back: "Lord Deathwing, we have achieved our goal, please retreat."

Deathwing flapped his wings and flew away. Only then did Antonidas remember to launch an attack. The dragons attacked, but their attacks were like tickling. Feeling offended, the dragons spit out hot lava. The mages quickly used barriers to defend. They did block the fire, but the buildings behind them suffered. Looking at the sea of ​​fire behind them, Antonidas was heartbroken. His and the council's responsibility was to bring peace to Dalaran, but they were attacked. What Antonidas didn't know was that Dalaran's ancient troubles had just begun.

The orcs of the Broken Isles also successfully obtained the Staff of Sargeras, leaving only the Book of Medivh.

Talon Bloodfiend pleaded: "Lord Deathwing, can you please help me find the Book of Medivh? With that..."

"Sure." Deathwing, in a good mood, directly agreed to him, "The book will be in your hands together with the goods."

Deathwing had already made a plan in his mind. If he didn't know, then who knew it?