Azeroth’s Death Track

Grim Batol was built on the mountain wall. As a typical dwarf city, the entire wetland mountain was hollowed out and became the cornerstone of the city's architecture. It went deep underground, and the Wildhammer dwarves who built the city The underground water source was carefully selected, and it was not dug too deep.

No one knows better than the dwarves how terrifying the shadows buried under the ground are. In fact, until today, the industrious and superstitious dwarven miners still have horror legends about the shadows under the ground, but after the War of the Three Hammers , in the deathmatch between Black Iron and Wildhammer, the city was cursed by Modgud, Queen of the Dark Iron Witch. It was a strange curse that almost no one had ever seen, and no one could touch it.

Shadows spread in this underground city, and the darkness here is much denser than anywhere on the continent. It is said that the soul of the Black Iron Witch Queen who died here is still wandering in the city, killing everyone she sees. A living man, and it was rumored, of course, that the Dark Iron dwarves, who were so dominant at the time, failed because the mysterious weapon in the hands of the Witch Queen betrayed her, and at the last moment, it abandoned her.

Of course, the stories of the past will always become weird and absurd through word of mouth. Today, even the Dark Iron Dwarves themselves do not recall the vicious and fierce witch queen, let alone other people. It is an insignificant existence in time, no different from bugs, after being brushed by a big hand, there is no place for them in time.

Those stupid orcs were attracted to the Red Dragon Queen, even the guy who watched us was attracted.

A human wearing a black robe, with black hair and black pupils, with a strong body, who didn't look like a mage at all, knelt respectfully in the shadow of Grim Batol, as if praying, he whispered:

Ma'am, I think we can move on.

Be patient, Olysian, be patient.

A hoarse and magnetic voice sounded from the shadow in front of the human being. Just by listening to the voice, one would know that it was a very beautiful woman with extraordinary temperament. She sat on the shadow throne and could only see a touch of grace. The figure, and those eyes shining in the darkness, black eyes.

Didn't your escape from Draenor teach you patience?

The beautiful woman's fingers danced on the throne, and she said softly: My reckless and crazy father, even if he was stronger than him, would be defeated in a well-planned ambush Exiled like a mouse, think about how pretentious he was, the destroyer of the world, claiming to destroy the world to meet his so-called twilight hour.

hehe

The lady smiled lightly. She stood up holding the throne with both hands, and walked to the half-kneeling black-haired human in front of her. After stepping out of the shadow, she was completely exposed to the dim light.

What a seductive beauty that is.

The luxurious and coquettish long black dress covered her absolutely perfect body, with her high chest and slender waist, when she opened those two shocking beautiful legs, it seemed that the whole world was swaying behind her.

On that flimsy face, those beautiful and deep eyes, those black eyes, like the night, attracted attention to focus on her constantly.

She stretched out her finger and gently stroked the cheek of the human being in front of her. Olician, a powerful warrior in the black dragon army, looked at the woman in front of her with a fascinated expression, looking at his new master, his princess. , his queen, his everything.

This obsessive gaze didn't offend Onyxia. In fact, she likes this gaze, which means that she can easily manipulate him. As a weaker female dragon, Olympia Nexia has some advantages over her sinister and vicious brother, so she naturally has to make good use of them.

My father, he's gone mad, hasn't he? Olyssian... my warrior.

Onyxia walked up behind Olician, stretched out her hands, and hugged him tenderly, like a lover. Like a helpless little girl, she put her cheek on the back of the Black Dragon Warrior. said:

As an aide, you know this very well. My father, Neltharion...Deathwing, he has gone mad and is beyond salvation. He is no longer the leader of the black dragonflight. He is just a Crazy in ego madness, we can't count on him, and he's exiled...it's actually a good thing, we're all free.

We should also pursue freedom!

Onyxia felt the trembling of Olician's body. Obviously, the black dragon warrior was still afraid of the power of Deathwing. He was hesitating. The black dragon princess moved gracefully and came to Olician. Staring affectionately at the warrior in front of her, she stood on tiptoe and closed her eyes. This seductive movement made the black dragon warrior's throat move up and down.

In the next moment, he was like a wild beast released, hugging the petite beauty in front of him fiercely, kissing her, trying to occupy every part of her, holding her in his hand forever...

His breathing was heavy, and he pressed Onyxia against the cold stone wall, but when his fingers touched the gorgeous long dress, he was pushed away by the Black Dragon Princess fiercely. With normal eyes, she stared straight at Olyssian who was like a beast, she whispered:

You want more?

Then obey me, obey me completely, and overthrow the barbaric rule of my rebellious brother for me! When I become the Queen of the Black Dragon, you, Olyssian, you will become my favorite spouse... .”

The only spouse!

The Black Dragon Warrior stared greedily at the woman in front of him, and said in a deep voice:

I can't allow anyone else to have you! Only me... only me!

Oh, my Olysian...

Onyxia took a step forward, stretched out her hand to caress Olician's cheek, and said softly:

You are really greedy, you want too much, but you... what can you give me in return?

I will lay down this world for you!

Olician said proudly: No one can defeat me, even Nefarian will be afraid of me! You are right, my queen, that cunning prince took your throne, and I, I will fight for you Get it back!

I am very satisfied!

Onyxia lazily stretched her body, she sat back on her shadow throne, as proud as a queen, she looked at the black dragon warrior who had pledged allegiance to her, and said softly:

Then now, the Dragonmaw Orcs are useless, go ahead, Olyssian, and bring me the Dragon Soul, after we control the great Alexstrasza, my... Well, after my titular aunt, we can start enjoying the power of the king of the world and... good times.

Nekros?

Olician showed a tyrannical smile. He stretched out his left hand. Under the glare of the dark light, that left hand quickly turned into a ferocious dragon claw. He clasped the claw tightly and said softly:

Wait a moment, I will be back soon, my queen.

After finishing speaking, the violent warrior strode out of the hall on the second floor of Grim Batol with his loyal followers. After he left, Onyxia who was sitting on the throne sneered.

Stupid male... a beast dominated by the lower body, maybe this world should be ruled by an excellent female like me, what do you think? Guests.

The black dragon princess turned her head. In a corner where no one was paying attention, the mage Luo Ning and the dwarf Alfonso, who were tightly trapped by the heavy chains, glared at her viciously, but facing the black dragon in the room, they were helpless.

You cunning black dragons will not succeed!

At the moment of life and death, the young mage gritted his teeth, and when the fear spread to his heart little by little, he shouted loudly: No matter what you are doing! Dalaran is watching you, you will not get what you want of...whatever you want!

Oh? What will they do? What will those dangerous human archmages do?

Onyxia looked at Luo Ning with great interest, a hint of sarcasm shone in her black eyes, she asked softly:

They're going to send a little mage who can't walk and a dwarf who can only drink to kill me? Oh, I'm so scared, should I let you go now and ask for forgiveness from Dalaran ?”

Don't be stupid, humans... You think you are the master of this world, but soon, you will understand your true position in this world!

The Black Dragon Princess stretched out a finger and pinched it in the air, her beautiful face shone with a dangerous light:

The position of the prey, that is where you should be! With all due respect, I am very happy to be able to kill all of you rude monkeys.

I will soon control the red dragon army, the blue dragon army has withered, the bronze dragon is indifferent to everything, the only troublesome green dragon has just accepted a dangerous new friend, you say, who else can stop The Black Dragon Legion once again stands in front of the stage? Dominate the world again?

This scene of rhetorical questions made Luo Ning and Alfonso speechless at the same time, while Princess Black Dragon lazily supported her cheeks. She looked at the gloomy human mage with great interest, and she whispered:

I have to thank you for throwing yourself into the net. It made me see that there are other forces trying to meddle in Grim Batol's affairs. It's a very troublesome force. Although I don't want to admit it, at least I won't lose control of the Black Dragon Army. Before, I might need to avoid it for the time being, which is really disappointing, I originally wanted the Dragonmaw orcs to cause some trouble for the alliance, but now it seems that this game should be over.

Anyway, you've had enough trouble.

The moment Onyxia's voice fell, Olyssian, the black dragon warrior who had gone and returned, strode back to the hall full of satisfaction. He was holding a black wooden box in his hand. On the surface of the box, , was also stained with fresh blood, and looked a little hideous.

this world...

Black Dragon Warrior Olician exaggeratedly half-kneeled on the ground, turned the black wooden box in his hand to face the Black Dragon Princess, and then slowly opened it, a golden light shone in the darkness, like the most perfect box. The jewelry gift is average.

I dedicate this world to you, my queen.

Onyxia's black eyes were also illuminated by the golden flash. She stood up subconsciously, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of Olician, reaching out to touch the treasure stored in the wooden box.

It was a golden disc, which looked nothing unusual, but as the Black Dragon Princess' fingers slid across the surface of the disc, the light of obscure dragon language runes danced on the disc.

Well...

Onyxia took a step back, covering her mouth with her hands, like a girl who has received the perfect gift, her eyes were even filled with tears, she whispered:

Well, my Olyssian, this gift... I, I am so touched.

It's disgusting...

The dwarf Alfonso turned his head in disgust. Onyxia's exaggerated acting made his stomach twitch, but the Black Dragon Warrior seemed to like it very much. He hugged the princess tenderly, his eyes flashed coldly, Without any further instructions from him, a frenzied black-haired human walked up to the dwarf, grinning grinningly and raised his fist, smashing the dwarf's complaint back into his stomach.

My Olyssian... with it we can...

Onyxia held the dragon soul and leaned against the arms of the black dragon warrior. Just as she was about to say something, a cold voice sounded behind her:

Good girl, give it to me!

Um?

At this moment, all the black dragons in the hall showed their claws in unison, and Olician took a step forward to block the eyes of the black dragon princess. They stared at the figure sitting on the shadow throne , that figure that shouldn't appear here.

Well, the chair is nice.

The shadowed figure shrugged his shoulders so that no one could see his face. He spread his hands, stood up from the shadow throne that belonged to the Black Dragon Princess, and took a step forward. His ice blue eyes were reflected in the eyes of the Black Dragon Warrior. , the eyes of Olyssian, who struggled to escape back to Azeroth from Draenor, widened. He recognized the guy in front of him!

Tyrion moved his shoulders and looked at Onyxia, the smile in his eyes became indifferent little by little.

Your Majesty, when you rule the world, don't forget to send someone to notify me...I will send you my best wishes.

Now, good girl, give me what's in your hand...!