Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"Uh."

Koda was very speechless about Andrea's strange brain circuit, "Wait a minute, the archdruid sent you here to let you convince the tauren tribe, not to let you..."

"That's right."

Andrea shrugged and said indifferently, "Aren't I trying to convince the tauren now? If you don't let the tauren see the actual benefits, just use lip service to make them change their minds? Think too much, right? .”

"but……"

Seeing the tangled expression on Koda's face, Andrea smiled and patted her on the shoulder.

"I know what you mean, let's prepare for both at the same time."

"You continue to contact the Woodshoe Clan. It would be a good thing if you can convince the chief who has difficulty in choosing."

"I'll talk to people from Gaoling, Blood Totem, and Hemane first, and test their determination by the way. If the chief of the Tianjiao clan comes back, remember to notify me as soon as possible."

"Hey……"

Koda patted his forehead speechlessly, "It's up to you, anyway, you are in charge now, but I hope you don't encourage the Tauren and Black Dragon to fight to the death and make them suffer even more losses. These soldiers are reinforcements that should have been sent to the front line. .”

"Don't worry, I don't want the child to be caught by the wolf, I have a measure."

Ke Da couldn't help but rolled his eyes, "Is it really reasonable... I always feel very uneasy. '

...

"The black dragon's weakness?"

In front of Andrea, an unusually strong tauren with a spear in his hand touched his horn suspiciously.

"I don't know if it's a weakness, but since Neltharion betrayed the Dragon Legion, his black dragons are no longer willing to live in the Black Dragon King's lair, as if there is some deadly threat there."

"Oh?"

Andrea squinted her eyes. This information seemed inconspicuous, but thinking of the reason for Neltharion's fall, Andrea suddenly had an idea.

"In other words, the cave that was Neltharion's lair is now a restricted area for the black dragons?"

Hun Gaoling nodded, "That's about it. Apart from the large number of drogbar's eggs that take care of the black dragon, there are only a few dragonmen staying inside."

The drogbar, also known as the stone troll.

It is said that this hideous and ugly race is also one of the Titan creations, but they, like the troggs, are failed Titan creations.

Drogbar has been enslaved by the black dragon army of Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, because of his innate affinity for the earth.

Andrea vaguely remembered that it seemed that the drogbar continued until the end of the War of the Ancients, when the chief Hoon in front of him led the tauren and drogbar rebels, and used the pillar of creation—the Hammer of Khazgoros to expel death Wings are free again.

Saren, the chief of the Rivermane clan, is a rather refined tauren, wearing a robe with bird feathers on his body, and holding a crooked wooden staff in his hand.

The shaman chief frowned and looked at Andrea and asked, "Mr. Moon Shadow, what exactly are you trying to say? There are still many wounded waiting for my treatment."

"If you still want to continue to encourage us to send troops, I advise you to give up as soon as possible. The Hemane tribe will not leave the injured tribe to fight a war that does not belong to us."

Andrea waved his hands and said, "Don't be so absolute, let me ask you a question first."

"If there is no worry about the black dragon, are you willing to contribute to the safety of Azeroth?"

"Of course I would!"

The chief of the Blood Totem, Payton, stood up and patted his chest heavily, "As long as there is a war of glory, the Blood Totem must lead the way!"

Sa Lun sneered and said, "Even if your clan is wiped out because of this? Chief Peyton, you should think more about your clan."

"My speech is an extension of the will of the whole family! Do you think everyone is as cowardly as you Hemane!"

"you!"

"Stop, stop!"

Andrea couldn't help but stop the two from chatting with each other, "Two chiefs, arguing won't help resolve differences, please calm down first."

Looking around at the two angry chiefs, Andrea said calmly, "I am not asking this question to provoke conflicts between you, but to help you solve your biggest worries."

Hun Gaoling touched the braid on his chin suspiciously, "How do you say that?"

Andrea smiled mysteriously, "Temporarily keeping it secret, we will continue to make some adjustments depending on the follow-up situation. I will go to Neltharion's lair to investigate the situation before making a decision."

...

Although Andrea dared not say that he remembered all the major events in the history of Warcraft, Neltharion's fall was very famous, and the culprit was N'Zoth who was hiding in the dark and fanning the flames.

As the guardian dragon of the earth, Neltharion's power comes from the depths of the earth, which makes it easier for him to touch the dark existence buried deep in the ground of Azeroth than the other four guardian dragons—the ancient God.

The example of Loken, the King of Wisdom, proves that even the guardians of the titans cannot withstand the long-term temptation and corruption of the ancient gods. Once there is a hole in the heart, the ancient gods who are good at manipulating people's hearts will take advantage of it and turn human nature into nothing. The shortcomings are infinitely magnified.

Andrea didn't know what the hole in Neltharion's heart was, but it was an indisputable fact that he was corrupted and controlled by N'Zoth.

This can also explain why other black dragons instinctively don't want to get close to Neltharion's lair, because they can feel that there are some bad things there.

With the tauren in charge of guiding the direction, Andrea easily found the entrance to Neltharion's lair in the vast Highmountain.

If he remembered correctly, there was a Pillar of Creation hidden somewhere in this lair.

Considering what will happen to Neltharion in the future, Andrea decides to search the lair first, to see if he can unseal the Hammer and force the black dragon back to Gaoling.

It is not difficult to enter Neltharion's lair, but it is not easy to accurately find the seal location of the Hammer of Kazgoros in this nine-curved cave.

When Andrea flew into the cave and changed back to human form, several stone-skinned creatures that looked stupid turned their eyes to him.

"*%@!"

The incomprehensible language came from the mouths of these ugly creatures, and Andrea speculated that these hideous guys should be the enslaved drogbar.

Andrea scratched his head, looked at these drogbars who had no desire to attack and asked, "Can any of you speak Kaldorei?"

"I."

A relatively small drogbar stood out from the crowd, and he said in his broken Kaldorei, "Who are you, and why, are you here?"

Today, the Kaldorei language, which is the mainstream in the world, originated from the Titan language. It is not surprising that some drogbars who have had contact with the outside world have learned a rough Kaldorei language.

"Very well, it's just you."

Andrea asked the other party as kindly as possible, "There should be a holy hammer hidden in this lair. Do you or your compatriots know where it is hidden?"