Dawn of Lordaeron

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As Onyxia's words were uttered, Turani suddenly felt as if she was being stared at by something extremely dangerous.

That unspeakable sense of stiffness came out of her heart, making Turani's limbs become stagnant.

Onyxia's fingertips that hooked Turani's chin burst out a burst of magical energy, which penetrated Turani's body.

Turanie didn’t have time to react, and felt that her connection with the Holy Light was cut off. At the same time, an inexplicable sense of weakness was used. If the chain had not supported her body, she had fallen to the ground at this moment. .

"Okay, let her go, Thassarian."

The death knight walked over, waved his hand, the chain turned into a black mist and dissipated. He looked at Turani, who was lying on the ground, breathing continuously, without speaking.

"You...what did you do?" Turanie raised her hand with some effort, and she found out that she could no longer get in touch with the Holy Light.

A panic flashed in Turani’s heart, followed by anger and humiliation. She staggered to stand up, trying to pounce on Onyxia, but the feeling of detachment made her footsteps vain. Plant forward without standing firm.

Thassarian took a step forward, held Turani's waist and abdomen, pushed backwards, and pressed the draenei priest back on the experimental platform.

"It's nothing, it's just temporarily depriving you of the connection with the holy light." Onyxia's smile was no different from the devil in Turani's eyes, "By the way, to be on the safe side, I also released the weakening magic to you. ."

Seeing Turani leaning back on the test bench, Onyxia's hand appeared out of nowhere. A glass test tube appeared out of nowhere. She held Turani’s right hand and stroked her wrist with her fingertips. A cut was made on the wrist.

Turani exhaled softly because of the pain. After Onyxia received half a tube of Delani's blood, his finger wiped the wound, and the wound was completely healed as if it had never appeared before.

Turani leaned on the tilted experiment platform, watching Onyxia holding her own blood and gritting her teeth, but there was no way.

These two guys next to her, she is not an opponent at all, just the death knight, even if Turani is in her normal state, she can hold each other for a while, if she really wants to fight, it must be Turani Fall down.

Turanie couldn't see through the human female who claimed to be "not a human" and was holding her own blood.

Onyxia glanced at her and calmed down, as if it was Turani who had accepted her fate, and said disappointedly, "Ah...you don't continue to resist, I thought I could get more research materials."

"..." Turani stared at Onyxia without a single glance. She began to realize that as long as she did not show her willingness to resist and escape, the other party did not seem to intend to kill herself.

As for the conversation, Turani felt unnecessary, and the current situation could not be solved by communication.

Seeing Turani didn’t intend to continue resisting, but leaning on the tilted experimental platform without saying a word, closing her eyes and keeping her breathing steady, Onyxia didn’t do anything else, and left with her blood. The laboratory.

Shortly after Onyxia left, Thassarian returned to the gate, performing his duties as a guard.

Turani finally had the opportunity to observe the surrounding environment. This time, she pondered the experimental equipment and house structure more carefully.

In the end she came to the conclusion that this was an architectural style she had never seen before, and she was pretty sure that there should be no race of such architectural style above Delano.

The buildings of the orcs and ogres are mostly made of wood and stone, which are rough and eccentric, full of wild style.

In the laboratory where she is located, although there are also rock carvings, basically all walls and floors are covered with metal plates.

Although these metal plates have a lot of signs of wear, Turani can still see that the skills of forging these metals are very superb, and they are different from any race in Draenor.

Although the crow people often use metal materials, the square architectural style is obviously different from the crow people.

What kind of place did you get to?

Moreover, during the time when she closed her eyes and rested her mind, Turani's talent as a soul-binder made her realize that this laboratory was not a peaceful place.

Many innocent lives died in this fortress, and the remnants of their souls pierced Turani's soul.

But Turani was a qualified soul-binder anyway, she quickly severed the connection with the soul, and felt the tingling sensation gradually disappear.

But everything that happened made Turani feel that she was in a very strange place deep down.

There were no windows in this room made of black steel. Turani didn't know where she was now, let alone imagine that she was no longer in the world where life was fading away.

Gradually, Turani fell into a coma again due to fatigue and weakness, until the rustling sound woke her up again.

She saw Sassarian holding a bracelet, passing it through her hand, and putting it on her wrist.

Onyxia stood beside Thassarian, watching Turani's changes.

"That's all right?" Sassarian asked after taking a look at Onyxia.

"Okay, right, little Delaney, you should be able to understand us?"

Onyxia looked at Turanie, whose expression was obviously a little surprised. She was speaking the lingua franca of humans this time. Turanie looked at her bracelet suspiciously. She also guessed it. The bracelet gives oneself the ability to understand the language of the other party.

"You...who are you?" Turani's words resonated with a strange magical force, directly transformed into a message that could be read by the soul.

"I am the death knight of His Majesty the Lich King, Thassarian, you were rescued from the hands of the devil by our death lord."

I was rescued by them?

Turani can hardly imagine that she was rescued by the death knight from the hands of the devil. What is this, is it black?

"I know you have a lot of doubts. Indeed, according to our style, it is more realistic to transform you into a death knight," Thassarian said indifferently, "but you are very special, and those draenei who fought bravely The guard also saved your life."

Turani heard Sassarian’s tone of voice, she had no extravagant hopes after experiencing too many similar incidents. She knew that it was incredible that she could be rescued in that situation. .

"Why did you save me and keep me here again?"

Thassarian did not answer this time, it was not pretending to be mysterious, but he did not know the specific reason, and Arthas himself took the initiative to pull Turani back from the edge of death.

"This question... you may have to wait a while before you know the answer. My wise master, now there are other important things..."

Onyxia's voice still rang out with a charming and feminine voice, which made Turan's bewilderment even greater.

...

In the highlands east of the wetlands, among the mountains where Grim Batol was once home to the Wildhammer dwarves.

The huge figure of the red dragon dashed across the sky, and when he approached a vibrant, verdant mountain, he landed on the ground.

After solving Nefarian's remaining diehard loyalty, Valastazzi, a servant of the dust, hurried back to a lair of the Red Dragon Legion without stopping.

This place is called the Vermillion Sanctuary. After the Red Dragon Queen, the guardian dragon Alexstrasza, was freed from the enslavement of the orcs, the Red Dragon Legion established a small sanctuary on this remote highland. Come to rescue and restore those compatriots who have been enslaved by the orcs.

Valastazzi changed back to a human form, and he quickly came to the highest point of the Vermillion Sanctuary, under a large leafy tree, a female elf was resting.

"Your Majesty!"

This woman who transformed into an elven appearance, not sure whether she was from the elven clan, was the red dragon queen, Alexstrasza who transformed into a mortal appearance.

"Varastrasz?" Alexstrasza heard the familiar voice and opened her eyes with some joy. She walked up to Varstrasz. She coughed twice, and her voice revealed something. To divide the blame means, "How can you go to the Burning Plains alone? Don't you know how dangerous it is!"

However, in Alexstrasza's eyes, there was no hint of blame, but instead revealed a strong worry and self-blame.

After losing so many children and spouses, the Red Dragon Queen now takes extra care of every one of her heirs. When she knew that Vallastaz went to Black Rock Mountain alone to fight Nefarian, she almost wanted to lead the dragon to chase him. come back.

But after all, it was Valastazzi's own choice. The Red Dragon Legion was also traumatized by the war. For the safety of the rest of the tribe, Alexstrasza did not dare to have a head-on conflict with the Black Dragon Legion.

"Sorry, Your Majesty, but the Black Dragon Legion is too rampant. Nefarian and his fallen servants have even reached out to the world."

Valastazzi's eyes also showed a bit of helplessness. As a member of the Red Dragon Legion, he could not give up his responsibilities on his shoulders. Even if he knew the dangers of Black Rock Mountain, he must also stop Nefarian's evil deeds. .

In order to avoid dragging down the entire Red Dragon Army, Valastazzi chose to deal with Nefarian alone.

Because of Alsace's midway intervention, the worst plan that Valastazzi had made did not happen, and now he was able to return to his family alive and return to life.

"This is not an important task that you need to take on alone, Valastazzi, I must be to blame. I didn't protect the Red Dragon Legion, leaving you in a lonely situation," Alexstrasza sighed. "But we really can't avoid fighting. As much assistance you need, I will try my best to let the people who can fight to accompany you in the fight."

The Red Dragon Queen didn't know what had happened to Blackstone Mountain, she thought that Valastraz had come back for help.

Valastazzi said quickly, "No, no need, Your Majesty, Black Rock Mountain's problem has been resolved, and Nefarian and his fallen servants have been put to death."

"The Black Dragon Legion is a tough opponent, and we really can't take it lightly-what do you say? Nefarian is dead?"

Alexstrasza was still emphasizing the dangers of Nefarian and the Black Dragon Legion, but a word from Varastaz caused all her prepared words to be disrupted.

"Although I am the only dragon, I was fortunate enough to meet the Alliance army. They fought bravely at Blackrock Mountain and defeated Nefarian's rule." Valastazzi briefly explained what he had experienced. .

"Alliance? The mortal army defeated Nefarian's Black Dragonflight? You are not making me happy, Valastazzi."

"Of course not, Her Majesty, the courage and strength of mortal people made me admire them, and also made me have a completely different understanding of them." Valastazzi solemnly said.

Alexstrasza was silent for a moment before sighing, "The ability of mortals is worthy of recognition. If it weren't for them, I might still be helpless with the sacrifice of my children under the enslavement of the demon soul.

But have they grown to the point where they can defeat Nefarian?This is truly an amazing growth-by the way, what about Nefarian's corpse?Was it taken away by mortals?"

"No... the prince of Lordaeron gave me the corpse of the black dragon prince."

"Prince of Lordaeron, ah...I remember it was Alsace, right? He seems to be very famous in the mortal world." Alexstrasza nodded, "But he can afford a dragon's body. , It’s really surprising, and his choice is also correct. After all, Nefarian is the son of Deathwing. If his body is kept in the hands of mortals, it is likely to cause them big trouble."

"I don't think so..." Valastazzi smiled bitterly. "You know, I didn't help at all in the battle with Nefarian. Before I faced him, I was attacked by him. The creation was held back."

"Huh? Who defeated the master of Blackstone Mountain?" Alexstrasza asked subconsciously. However, she quickly thought of an answer herself, "Is it the Alliance army?"

"No, no, Nefarian... was beheaded alone by the Prince of Lordaeron, His Royal Highness Arthas." Valastazzi's expression was a little strange, as if he hadn't been able to bring him the shock from Arthas. Recovered in the middle.

"One person, defeated Nefarian? Are you sure?"

This time Alexstrasza was really frightened. Except for the guardian of Tirisfal, even the most powerful mortal mage she knew could not get much benefit in front of the dragon. .

Not to mention, that is the bloodline of the Dragon King, the current leader of the Black Dragon Legion, the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian, because of his close connection with Deathwing, his strength is far superior to the average dragon.

Such a powerful dragon was beheaded by a mortal alone?

Valastazzi nodded, "Yes... But I don't think that prince is a mortal, he seems to know a lot of things that we don't even know.

And... I saw a guardian, right next to Prince Arthas, whose name may be familiar to you.

His name is-Azadas."