Dawn of Lordaeron

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When Onyxia saw Arthas returning from Molten Heart, it was already the next day.

The entire Blackwing Lair is closed, and there are not a few dragons except Onyxia that can know the time change of the outside world.

Sassarian could know it too, but the passage of time is meaningless to a dead person. I don't know when he is not interested in time anymore.

No need to rest, no food, no fear, except for the lack of world perception of the living, the death knight is a perfect soldier, and those shortcomings are actually advantages for combat.

After a brief adaptation, Sassarian felt that he liked this form.

The only trouble is that he can't meet with his relatives for the time being-but if he joins the kingdom's special forces, he will actually be restricted in this respect.

Anyway, he only needs to know that the person he is following is still Arthas, he is still fighting for the kingdom and mankind.

His Royal Highness has been very busy, especially during this time, he knew that the Alliance was fighting against some powerful evil forces. As Lordaeron's commander in chief, the prince must be fighting on the front line himself.

He just regrets that he can't join the battlefield yet, but he has a hunch that the day when they regain the battlefield is not far away.

The Scourge was no longer in a silent state, and began to resume activities, but it had converged a lot compared to the period of Ner'zhul's reign, and it no longer focused on turning all living creatures into undead.

But Alsace's personal arrival made Sassarian feel excited, he saluted Alsace and then retreated to the side.

Onyxia also noticed Alsace’s presence, but she tidied her appearance and stood up from her seat unhurriedly, "Oh, my dear master, you must have resolved that favorite The grumpy fire lord playing with the hammer."

"That's right, but this guy hasn't completely annihilated yet, and sooner or later there will be a comeback." Arthas didn't care about it, and he was not excited about victory.

"A comeback? You joked, there shouldn't be a second fool Thaurissan in this world."

"There are no fools, lunatics, or other guys with abnormal goals-this world always has no shortage of troubles like this."

After Alsace finished speaking, he sighed lightly, "Let's not mention this. Ragnaros will not appear in reality again in a short time, but it does not mean that our troubles are over.

In other words, the defeat of Ragnaros is a disguised reminder of our worst enemy."

Onyxia's expression stretched. She knew who the "enemy" in Alsace's words was referring to, and that was the source of her nightmare and the cause of her father's madness.

"The ancient gods...you mean they already know our existence?"

"They might have known it a long time ago." Arthas looked at Onyxia blankly, which made the black dragon princess' face instantly turn pale.

For a moment, Onyxia was tearful and frowning, and basically no human male could not be moved before her performance.

But Alsace, who knew everything about Onyxia, didn’t fluctuate. Who knew that this guy was kind of acting, kind of true, but after all, it was related to the Ancient God and Deathwing, Onyxia was a little bit. It's impossible not to be afraid, only half-truths can be true.

"Your tears may fascinate the fellow Bolvar, but it's useless to me, Onyxia, do things well, as long as you don't seek your own death, the ancient gods can't help you temporarily." Arthas said.

"But... my father..." Onyxia said, still wiping away tears.

"If you are worried about being liquidated by Deathwing, then do things cleanly and don't leave any troubles. As long as you don't provoke him, he won't have time to take care of you."

Arthas waved his hand. Deathwing was indeed an inevitable and serious threat, but Arthas would not give him a chance to tear the earth apart. Ragnaros' defeat was a reminder of the ancient gods, but also Helped Alsace open a door.

The essence of Sunderland is in his hands, and this wind chaser has absorbed the remaining power of the Balrog King, and only needs a ritual to return from the wind.

When the time was right, Arthas was ready to act first, let Deathwing lie on his wounded place forever, and no longer have a chance to return to Azeroth.

After chatting, Arthas found that Turanie was not in the laboratory, and asked, "Where is that Delaney?"

"She is undergoing daily routine inspections to avoid adverse reactions on different planets, but now it seems that she has adapted well. After coming to Azeroth, her body burden has been reduced a lot. "

Onyxia didn't know exactly what Outland was like now. Although her mother and father had been to Outland and had a series of plans there, she knew very little about Outland.

She also understands some basic situations, but judging from the complex energy remaining in Turani's body, Outland's current situation is probably very bad.

"Don't underestimate the draenei race. Although you can't see anything from Turani, they used to have a civilization that was not inferior to, even far beyond, the night elves, and they don't have the well of eternity." Sass explained the history of Delaney, "In front of them, the civilization on our planet is at best a'child' stage."

"Your Majesty." Sassarian's voice came from outside, "The person you were looking for has returned."

Turani stood at the door. Her own priest's robe had been damaged in the battle. Now it was the robe given to her by Onyxia, but Delaney's tall figure made the robe not fit so well.

The soul-binder's eyes were full of vigilance. This was the first human being she saw other than "Katrana" after spending so many days in the Blackrock Tower, and she was still a living person.

Of course, Onyxia is not human at all, but at least it maintains a human appearance.

But this still makes Turani doubt Alsace's identity, is he transformed into a human monster...or?

"Soulbinder Turani, I am Arthas Menethil, and the one who healed your injury."

Facing Turani, Arthas became a little more amiable, which made Onyxia a little uncomfortable: Every time Arthas faced her, he had no good expressions.

"You... are you human? What is the purpose of arresting me here?"

Although lame, Arthas still understood Turani's lingua franca, and it seemed that Delaney hadn't done anything during this time.

"I am indeed a human being. As for the purpose of bringing you here-or the reason, you will know by following me."

After speaking, Arthas walked towards the outside of the laboratory. Turanie glanced at Arthas who had left, then looked at Onyxia, and Onyxia nodded and motioned for her to follow.

However, Onyxia did not follow, but Sassarian followed Turani, seemingly to "survey" her.

As Arthas walked through the hall of the Blackwing Lair, the remaining Black Dragon Legion and part of the Blackrock Orcs who had taken refuge in Onyxia were collecting alchemy materials left by Nefarian.

Those that are valuable will be sent to Icecrown Citadel for further research, while those that are of no value or will cause major trouble will be destroyed directly in the Blackwing Lair.

Seeing the dragons and orcs coming and going, Turani was instinctively a little afraid and hostile, because it was those orcs who slaughtered her people and destroyed Draenor.

However, the orcs here are not interested in a draenei, and even many of them are the second generation born after the orcs came to Azeroth, plus they have been constantly being used by Reid and Nefah. Lean ruled and didn't care about some old Draenor things.

Some of them knew about the existence of Delaney, but they only glanced at it with a little surprise, and then went on to work in their own hands.

Although the boss has changed, Onyxia is also a black dragon like Nefarian. Even because of Arthas’s orders, her requirements are much stricter than Nefarian, but she is not as free as Nefarian. It caught people off guard.

There is no doubt that the Blackrock Orcs belong to the most underground level in the Black Dragon Legion in the Blackwing Lair, but because they once belonged directly to Nefarian, their status is quite noble among the Blackrock Orcs.

After spending a few days in the Blackwing Lair, I found that the orcs were not all bloodthirsty like those he had seen. After being extremely crazy, Turani's mood calmed down slightly.

However, passing through the hall full of orcs and dragons still made Draenei quite uncomfortable, and with a death knight behind, Turani involuntarily accelerated her pace and followed Arthas.

I don't know why, Alsace's breath made Turanie feel inexplicably at ease. Although Alsace has been classified as "not a good person", Turanie is still willing to be closer to Alsace.

In other words... Alsace's perfect face and body shape, as if carefully carved by a craftsman, even Turani of different races and aesthetics felt pleasing to the eye.

Of course, Turani’s willingness to approach Arthas is not just because of this, she also felt a hazy influence on Arthas... This is very similar to the power of the Holy Light, but the soul-binder is unwilling in his heart. Believe that a person who is called a master and majesty by an "evil creature" will be protected by the Holy Light.

Soon, the three of them passed through the hall of the Blackwing Lair and came to the terrace gate once occupied by Nefarian. Under Alsace's order, the dragons opened the blocked terrace gate.

When the iron gate was raised, Turani felt a somewhat dry and hot wind blowing in.

There are still traces from the war between Varastazzi and Chromagus on the terrace, and there is no time to clean up, and the passage connecting more areas of Hodmar City collapsed due to fierce fighting.

Arthas knew that behind those two passages was the "laboratory" hidden by Nefarian, which he called the Black Wing Blood Ring, but Arthas didn't know the current Black Wing Blood Ring. Has it been used by Nefarian?

He has been busy dealing with Ragnaros recently and has not tortured Nefarian’s soul. He is not very clear about the Blackwing Blood Ring, but in any case, as a laboratory full of madness and blood, there is nothing inside. Not too safe.

"You seem to be silent?"

"What on earth do you want to show me?" Turani said it in Draenei this time, and the bracelet on her wrist translated it into lingua franca.

"Didn't you always want to know the reason why you were locked up without seeing the sun? Now, the reason lies in front of you." Alsace stretched out his hand towards the outside of the terrace, Turani hesitated for a moment, or took a step forward. Walked over.

But as she got closer to the edge of the terrace and got closer to the sky, Turani suddenly felt a sense of panic. She seemed to realize something, but did not stop, but accelerated her pace.

When she almost rushed to the outskirts of the terrace, standing under the sky covered by the faint volcanic ash, the black scorched earth that came into view, and the sky still with some orange-red flame marks, made Turani a little bit dizzy.

——I am not in Draenor?!

Turani did not personally walk through every inch of Delano's land, but Delaney is a race that pays attention to culture and inheritance. They will record all the plants and trees they have seen in Delano for hundreds of years. Put it in the archives for compatriots to inquire and read.

Even without the miscellaneous information, Turani knew everything when he discovered that there was no gradual cracking of the sky and the earth.

Her legs softened, but somehow she was still holding on to the black iron fence and did not kneel on the ground, but the sense of strangeness overwhelmed her for an instant.

Turani was quite sure that she had left the broken world and came to a new planet, and she was probably the only draenei in this world.

After a brief period of loss of soul, Turanie immediately reacted-she saw the orcs and humans. Does it mean that this is the planet where the orcs invaded, and the hometown of the Alliance expeditionary forces?

For a time, the doubts and confusion filled Turani's heart. After experiencing countless unimaginable sad experiences, she felt this way for the first time.

Is it the ecstasy of escaping from a land where life is gradually disappearing?Or stay away from the shame of your friends and compatriots?

She looked at Arthas with a complicated look, hoping to get an answer to solve her inner confusion.

Arthas didn't hide it either. He opened his arms and slowly said, "Welcome to Azeroth, under the black-red clouds of the burning plain."