Shadow Trails in Azeroth

The Black Dragon Prince Nefarian is indeed a great dragon biologist, and the lethality of his carefully crafted creations to dragons cannot be overshadowed.

Although Chromaggus is just a "trial work" with two heads and cannot fully reflect the terrifying power of the five-color dragon beast to swallow up the sky and eat the earth after it is added, it has been trained to hunt dragons since it was stitched together and was born. training.

Devouring dragon corpses every day makes this stitched monster strong, and the dragon's flesh and blood is extremely attractive to it.

Although it has no wings and cannot fly, the advantage of its two heads makes it not afraid of the low-flying black dragon at all. In particular, it understands the bronze dragon's weird breath of time.

Once the black dragon approaching it is stopped by time, what greets the black dragon is the double-headed bite and claw tearing of the giant beast.

It often only takes one attack to cripple the dragon's wings, and once the black dragon lands, they are greeted by a crazy and completely unstoppable devouring attack.

The strong dragon scales are meaningless in front of Chromaggus' modified sharp teeth and claws. Because of the blue dragon head, this guy can even use some crude dragon language magic.

Its most commonly used tactics are the breath of the bronze dragon to pause time, the breath of the blue dragon to freeze and decelerate the enemy, and finally both heads come out to bite the tendons connecting the wings to the body.

Black was hiding in the shadows, admiring the crazy Chromaggus's hunting of black dragons and draconians. He had to lament that this two-headed dragon beast was completely a hunting machine specifically targeting giant dragons.

It is powerful, always hungry, and ruthless.

Precise, efficient and deadly.

The best thing is that Nefarian ingeniously used the "Colorful Dragon" skin for Chromaggus.

This term does not represent a naturally born dragon. It is the product of evil biological experiments and is very mysterious. Even today when the Black Dragon Legion is being chased and intercepted, Nefarian has not released his creation.

But Red's dragon named "Gas" was a colorful dragon given to the warchief by Nefarian.

According to Red himself, Geth's intelligence is very poor, not at all as intelligent as a dragon should be, but the other side of its dullness is that it is very cruel.

Geth has four kinds of dragon breath: venom, fire, ice and shadow, and its skin is tougher than ordinary dragons and has extremely strong magic resistance.

But now, the black dragons in the sky who dare not approach it can only attack it with their vicious shadow flames. But Chromaggus, who wears colorful dragon skin, is not afraid of the burning shadow flames.

The flames are indeed burning on it, but it will take a long time before it burns through its skin. As for magical attacks such as fireball, it is ridiculous and there is no way to break through the defense.

There was nothing that could stop the big-haired male Chromaggus from wreaking havoc throughout the Black Wing Blood Circle.

As for spiritual magic?

It’s even more useless!

This thing is a stitched structure.

There is no complete soul in its body that can be controlled or attacked. As the pirate watched the show in astonishment, he realized that his impromptu action to release Chromaggus was a stroke of genius!

If there is no way to control this ferocious beast, all the dragonmen patrolling the Black Wing Blood Circle will be killed. Even the young dragons that the black dragons keep here have been bitten to death by it.

Where is the madness in this?

This is completely unparalleled.

"You idiots! Get out of the way! Chromaggus has no wisdom, don't fight it, it won't chase you! Look at your embarrassment, it's really an embarrassment to Lord Nefarian!"

A sharp and weird roar sounded from the building on the other side of the blood ring, and a strange-looking dragon man with a bit of madness roared.

It seems to be a relatively high-status guy here.

Under its scolding, the dragon people dispersed, and the black dragon in the sky also flew away far away.

Sure enough, after they took the initiative to retreat, Chromaggus, who had been fierce just now, calmed down when he couldn't sense the enemies around him. He moved his huge body back to the corpses of the dragons and baby dragons and began to feast on them. .

The crazy dragon man was holding a controller in his hand. Amidst the clattering movement of the elevator on the Blood Ring High Platform, the four black iron combat puppets responsible for guarding this secret hall came clanging.

They were not living beings, and they did not trigger Chromaggus's rage.

Under the "escort" of four sturdy and powerful combat puppets, the well-fed and scarred two-headed beast obediently returned to its own pit.

This made the pirates who were watching the fun very dissatisfied.

But he did not attack Chromaggus again. Instead, he took out Salameni and touched the dragon man who was in charge of the overall situation. He knew who this guy was.

Its name is Malorak, and it is not a real draconian, but a strange creature that should be classified in the field of "suturing monsters" or "aberrants".

According to the memory in Blake's mind, this guy should be a promising alchemical pharmacist, but he was kidnapped by Nefarian and "fused" with the corpse of a dragon, turning him into his current ghost appearance.

Theoretically, this guy should also be one of the "works" of His Excellency the biologist Nefarian.

Although it was originally introduced in the game information that Malorak only had some sanity left and had even become clumsy, but just looking at its actions in "crisis management" just now proved that Nefarian's servant was still very capable.

This guy can't stay!

Under the owl armor and the cursed vision goggles, the pirate's eyes flashed coldly, and he planned to use the Watcher's standard assassination tactics to kill this hidden danger in his laboratory.

But just as Blake rushed into the laboratory of the Crazy Alchemy Room like a shadow, and searched for a good assassination position on the chandelier in this dark place, and just when he raised his sword, a sweet voice suddenly jumped out of his mind:

“Ah, lovely little master, I am back in this world again, and when I think that you and I are finally breathing the same air, I feel my whole body trembling with happiness.

I feel the wind from the cursed land caressing my face. Is that you hugging me? "

vomit.

Blake had only one feeling at this moment. Miss Xalatas’s earthy love words are also so hard to accept.

"You're back? So soon?"

The stinky pirate paused his assassination and squatted on the chandelier above the laboratory again.

He asked in his mind:

"Where are you now?"

"I just passed the Dark Portal with a few annoying orc brats, and I felt the call of the Nagfar. Did you send a ship to pick me up?"

Xal'atath said softly:

"You're so good at caring for people, little master. I'm really going to fall head over heels for you."

"I just said, forget it, you can think whatever you like."

Black wanted to explain that he sent the ship just to receive the Atama Crystal brought back by Xal'atath.

But he knew that if he said this, he would be faced with the unreasonable troubles of Xal'atas, who was becoming more and more nymphomaniac, so he simply acquiesced to her statement.

The pirate held his sword again and aimed at the draconian alchemist below who was playing with disgusting blue and red potions on the chaotic experimental table. However, at the moment when he was about to assassinate him from high altitude, Xal'atath asked again. :

"Where are you now, little master? I can't wait to meet you. I have big news to share with you. You will definitely be interested."

"Um?"

Blake's assassination was interrupted again, and he said:

"What's the big news?"

"The demons have begun to attack the world of Draenor. You will never dare to imagine that the orcs actually joined forces with the draenei!"

Xal'atath said mysteriously:

"Ner'zhul didn't know he took the wrong medicine, so he took the young orc Thrall to the gathering place of the draenei and met with Velen at the risk of being dismembered.

I don’t know what method he used to convince Velen, but in the Hellfire Peninsula where the demons landed, the draenei had already settled in the orcs’ Hellfire Fortress.

This is what I saw with my own eyes, and they seemed to be there to thwart demonic attacks on other areas. "

"???"

A lot of questions popped up in Blake's mind. He was silent for a moment and then asked:

"Did Ner'zhul release the elemental spirits in the world of Draenor?"

"Huh? There are still elemental spirits in this world?"

Xal'atath asked in even more confusion:

"Why don't I feel it? Little master, are you sure? As the essence of the void, I am still very sensitive to the elements. The elements in Draenor are completely dead.

That world is hopeless. "

"Then let me put it another way and ask you."

Blake asked:

"Has the polluted 'Wrath of the Elements' in the world of Draenor, the Fire King Senluken, who was sealed under the evil magma of Shadowmoon Valley, been summoned by Ner'zhul?"

"I have no idea."

Xal'atath answered confidently:

"In order to fulfill my little master's request, I rushed all the way back to Azeroth and did not go to Shadowmoon Valley to investigate along the way.

But I didn't feel a large-scale elemental vibration, so if there is really a contaminated elemental aggregation monster somewhere, then it should still be sleeping. "

"Well, I understand."

Blake nodded and said:

"Go to the Nagfar, wait until I go to meet you, and I will tell you more about what happens next. I am busy now. Your good brother's chief alchemist is right in front of me.

I am considering how to end its cursed life. Perhaps painless beheading is a gift of relief. "

"."

The stinky pirate's words made Xal'atath silent for a second. Then, she sighed and said:

"Little master, Malorak serves my 'good brother' on the surface, but in fact he is my spy in Blackwing Lair. Didn't you find that this crazy alchemist's mental condition is surprisingly good?

That was when I used the power of the void to help the poor man recalibrate his chaotic will the night before I left.

It had great promise, but was destroyed by Nefarian, and I sensed its forgotten hatred and reactivated it. It will be the best 2-5 you ever have, I guarantee you that.

I originally planned to report this matter to you in detail when I come back this time.

I planned to give you a surprise. "

Blake, who was falling rapidly at this time, raised his eyebrows. He turned and flickered in the air, and Salamani's deadly blade almost flew out against Malorak's weird crown.

Like a breeze blowing, the dragon alchemist glanced back suspiciously, then cursed and stepped forward to close the door of the laboratory, and began to play with his disgusting potions again.

It is fully aware that its life has just been on the edge of hell.

"Say this in advance next time."

Black, who took the initiative to stop the assassination, stood up in the shadows. The magic eyeball on his shoulder glanced at the dragon alchemist, turned around and ran out of the laboratory.

"Well, I should have said that in advance."

Xal'atath honestly said to the pirate with a low eyebrow like a frustrated little daughter-in-law:

"In addition to it, I also have a loyal subordinate in the Black Dragon Legion, who is responsible for the excavation of source minerals and crystals in Deep Rock Continent. In a certain warehouse in Booty Bay, there is also what I want to give you. A gift.

There is also important news.

Now that you have sneaked into Blackwing Lair, you should have seen my brother's creation, the two-headed monster Chromaggus, which surprised me even when I saw it, right?

The dragon head of Chief Sephiel placed on that monster is really extraordinary and powerful. "

"Don't tell her."

Black said:

"It will only make Sephiel unnecessary angry. For the undead, anger is not a good thing."

"I understand, my little master is such a gentle man. I believe that as a prophet, you must have already known about Deathwing's 'Dragon Destruction Plan'."

Xal'atath flattered her slightly, but then she turned serious and said:

"So, little master, have you ever considered a question? Sephiel is the last bronze dragon to die in the world, and her head was used by Nefarian to make Chromaggus.

But the ultimate creation that Deathwing longs for, 'Twilight of the Dragon King' Chromatus, requires the heads of five giant dragons to make. If there are no more bronze dragons in this world, how can Nefarian be so terrible for it? Father completes this masterpiece?

I've asked about it too.

It appeared confident, but was unwilling to tell me any details.

Little master, do you think Nefarian has a way to contact bronze dragons in other timelines? Or is there actually a bronze dragon lurking in the world of Azeroth that we haven't discovered yet?

Has it been quietly paying attention to changes in the world? "

"No, there's no other end."

Black denied this statement, and a flash of lightning flashed in his mind. The two black dragons had said during their chat that Nefarian had an "invisible guest" who often visited recently.

Combined with the questions raised by Xalatas, the stinky pirate finally pieced together the answer to this matter.

He looked at the black wing blood ring in front of him.

He clenched his fists in the shadows and said:

"But Nefarian has already connected with the bronze dragons from other timelines. That's why I'm here. I want to figure out their plans. Xal'atas, immediately withdrew from Onyxia's body and returned. come to me.

I need your help! "

"say it again!"

Xal'atath cheered, but made a strange request.

"Um?"

The pirate said doubtfully:

"What?"

"I say, little master, please repeat what you just said. I like to hear it!"

Void Essence emphasized again.

Blake fell silent.

"Say it, say it, please."

Xal'atath begged:

"That was the first time you said such heart-warming words to me, little master, please, say it again."

"All right."

Blake sighed and repeated mechanically in a stick-reading tone:

"I need your help, come back."

"No more words after that! Just the first four words!"

"It's enough!"

"If you don't tell me, I won't go back."

"Okay, I need you, Xal'atath."

"Yeah! Black Shaw needs Xal'atath! Xal'atath also needs Black Shaw. Wait a minute, little master, your most loyal and useful Xal'atath is on his way back.

five four three two one.

Clang clang clang clang. "

A force surged back into the pirate's heart from an invisible place. At that moment, Blake felt a real hug and a suffocating kiss on the spiritual level.

The Void Essence returned to her warm home, and she said in a lazy tone as if she had returned from a long journey:

"Maybe I'm crazy"

"But only with you do I feel complete. Come on, little master, let's kill a few people and have fun."