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Ebisian used to live with the Kaolin Tauren under the pseudonym Black Horn for a long time. No kidding, he should be one of the dragons who understand mortals best among the contemporary dragon clan.

Unlike dragons, who can have sex and change partners at any time when they see each other, most mortal races are more conservative in this regard...at least on the surface.

Although Sharlayan has the blood of the dragon clan, he was brought up in a mortal country after all, and the education he received in the Three Views since he was a child is the same as that of mortals.

In all fairness, Ebisian thinks there is nothing wrong with the plans of the dragon kings, as anyone who is not blind can see the great potential of Sharlayan.

But just like Ebisian said before, Sharlayan will not accept one by one without psychological pressure like the traditional dragons.

This can be seen from the fact that Merlinsera, who has taken the initiative to attack, has not yet succeeded.

"Forget it, it's none of my business anyway, let them go."

Abby, who "sold her sister for glory", quickly put this question aside, anyway, the Black Dragon Clan who made an early move would have already won.

No, if Sharlayan hadn't personally stepped in, God knows how long it would take to find those pure dragon eggs that had been missing for many years.

Based on the current situation of the dragon eggs, if Sharlayan did not intervene, even if they could find Sabomaine one day in the future, many dragon eggs would have lost their activity by then.

This is undoubtedly a huge loss to the Black Dragon Clan who are in desperate need of fresh blood.

Fortunately, the situation has not developed to that point, and there is still the possibility of recovery.

"Let's go~"

Ebisian moved his somewhat stiff neck, and happily took out a huge fishing rod that fit the shape of a tauren from the space package.

"It happens that my mother is away, so let's take advantage of this rare opportunity to relax... I hope my fishing skills are not rusty."

...

Two flowers bloom, each representing a branch.

As early as when the three of Sharlayan arrived at Blade's Edge Mountain and started many plans, Medivh and Ansu, who had first set off from Zangarmarsh, also took the Naga sent by Vashj to assist them all the way south.

The naga's swimming speed in the water is quite impressive. At least among the underwater intelligent races known to Sharlayan, none of them can move more flexibly than the naga, and neither can the murlocs.

Naga is nominally an amphibious creature, but compared to water, Naga, who can only wriggle its tail and squirm, moves slower on land.

When Medivh and Ansu led the team to the seashore at the southern border of the Wilderness of Bones, the melee battle between the three major forces in Blade's Edge Mountain had already begun.

After entering the water from the coast, Naga's action efficiency has improved significantly.

A large number of Naga consciously searched around in the area of ​​the Spiers of Arak that sank into the sea, but until Sharlayan defeated Gruul and found the dragon egg, Medivh couldn't find anything suspicious.

"Ansu, are you sure that the Old Gods of Draenor will haunt this area?"

Facing Medivh's confirmation, Ansu himself was a little uncertain.

"I'm not 100% sure, but the possibility is very high. After all, Sethe was tempted by the ancient gods in the Alanka region."

Medivh spread his hands helplessly: "The Naga has turned upside down the area where the Sethek Valley is located, and found no useful clues except for some residual void curses."

"This..." An Su lowered his head and pondered for a while: "Maybe there is some information that we haven't grasped. Could it be that the ancient god hid in the seabed and went dormant?"

"You also know that Draenor's current terrible environment, the erosion of evil energy will inevitably have a huge impact on the ancient gods of the parasitic planet."

Medivh smiled wryly and shook his head: "If that's the case, we'll just have to find a needle in a haystack. God knows where that guy is hiding on the seabed."

Ansu also sighed helplessly: "If it doesn't work, I can only give up temporarily, let Naga spend a few years shrinking like a carpet, and I can still find it after all."

Medivh put his chin on his hand and frowned and fell into deep thought: "Everything that has existed will inevitably leave traces. Let's go through it again based on the existing clues. Maybe there is something missing."

"OK."

An Su readily agreed: "The information that the Raven Man can provide is already detailed enough, and I'm afraid we won't be able to extract any useful information."

"We might as well turn our attention to other races that may have been in contact with the ancient gods, such as orcs, ogres, cyclops, and draenei, etc."

Medivh narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "It's impossible for the draenei. They are outsiders after all, and they don't know enough about this planet."

"The one-eyed... I don't think that group of idiots can provide any useful clues."

Ansu: "Where are the orcs and ogres?"

Medivh raised his hand and rubbed the space between his brows: "I have contacted the Mag'har orcs, let alone the other clans, at least Mistress Gaia'an has no information related to the Old Gods, even their ancestor souls Never heard of it."

"As for the ogres... Ever since the fall of the Gorian Empire, the two-headed ogres have completely disappeared. The intelligence of ordinary ogres is not much higher than that of the one-eyed ogre."

"I've asked the ogre refugees who settled in Shattrath City, but nothing came of it."

"However, they provided other information that I don't know if it is useful."

An Su asked curiously, "What information?"

"Remnants of Highmaul."

Medivh stroked his beard with great interest: "The old tribe's battle against Highmaul didn't really kill them all. They just killed all the two-headed ogre mages who might threaten the old tribe."

"According to those ogre refugees, a considerable number of Highmaul survivors escaped, but it's not known where they went."

Ansu complained angrily: "Are we going to expand the search area to the entire Draenor? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"

"No." Medivh calmly explained: "Thanks to Sharlayan's previous schemes, most areas of Draenor now have people who can provide us with information."

"Shadowmoon Valley, Hellfire Peninsula, Talador Forest, and Spiers of Arak can all be ruled out. According to free will, Frostfire Ridge has long since lost the shadow of ogres."

"There are still a very small number of ogres in Nagrand, but they have nothing to do with Highmaul, they are just remnants of the local ogre tribe."

After Medivh's analysis, Ansu suddenly realized and replied: "So...Blade's Edge Mountain? Isn't that just the area where Sharlayan and the others are active?"

Medivh smiled and nodded: "So, let's wait patiently for news from Sharlayan."

"From his overall perspective, once he finds the remnants of Highmaul ogres, he should take the initiative to contact them."

"Perhaps the last piece of the puzzle we need lies in the hands of the ogre."

...

Sharlayan, who was being talked about by Medivh and Ansu, was also busy at the moment.

Before Jaina returned to Draenor with reinforcements from Wyrmrest Temple, Onyxia sent good news first.

In the past few days, Sharlayan has arranged a large teleportation array around the hatching nest where the dragon eggs are located.

After receiving Onyxia's contact, he immediately activated the space beacon on the black dragon princess as an anchor, and sent all the dragon eggs together with Subomaine and his subordinates.

"Hot hot!"

As soon as he reached his destination, Sharlayan stepped into the still boiling magma.

The temperature of the lava fluctuates between 700-1200°. If ordinary people fall into the magma, they will be burned to coke soon.

As a demigod, Sharlayan's physical fitness has long surpassed the scope of mortals, and a short period of lava burning will not pose a fatal threat to him.

Feeling that the lava was causing pain to his body, Sharlayan subconsciously activated the power of the earth.

"Um?"

If you don’t try, you won’t know, and if you try, you will be shocked.

The earth power protective layer covering the whole body is actually automatically absorbing the earth element contained in the lava.

If this state is maintained for a long time, Sharlayan's speed of understanding the power of the earth will definitely increase significantly.

"It's no wonder that black dragons like to live in areas with lava. It turns out that's the case."

Shaking his head and temporarily putting aside his messy thoughts, under the command of the nervous Onyxia, Sharlayan carefully controlled the dragon egg to fall into the boiling magma.

With the protection of the eggshell containing the power of the earth, the 1000-degree high-temperature lava is more suitable. It will not harm the dragon eggs, but can promote the growth of the baby dragons in the eggshell.

After confirming that the dragon egg landed smoothly, Onyxia and Sabomaine let out a sigh of relief at the same time.

Onyxia wiped the sweat that didn't exist on her forehead: "The work on our side is finally finished. Next, we will watch Jaina's performance... What are you doing?"

Standing in the magma with his eyes closed, Sharlayan replied casually, "Take this opportunity to realize the power of the earth. There is no such suitable volcano near Quel'Thalas."

Onyxia rolled her eyes angrily: "I don't care, but... are you sure that your clothes that were burnt to pieces by the lava won't offend Valeera who worked so hard?"

Sharlayan: "Ah...it's over! I forgot this one!!"