Chapter 1436 Aibi Xi'an: A fisherman will never be an air force!
Abyssian once lived with the high mountain tauren for a long time under the pseudonym Black Horn. Without joking, he should be one of the dragons who understands mortals best among the contemporary dragon clan.
Different from the custom of dragons who can have sex with each other and change their partners at any time, most mortal races are more conservative in this regard... at least on the surface.
Although Sarlayan has the blood of the dragon clan, he grew up in a mortal country after all, and the education he received since he was a child is all that of a mortal.
To be fair, Abisian thinks there is nothing wrong with the Dragon Kings' plan. Anyone who is not blind can see the huge potential of Sarlayan.
But just like Abisian said before, Sharlayan will not accept one by one without any psychological pressure like the traditional dragon clan.
This can be seen from the fact that Melinsela, who took the initiative, has yet to succeed.
"Forget it, it's none of my business anyway, just let them go."
Abby Xi'an, who "sells his sister for glory", quickly put this issue aside. Anyway, the black dragon clan who took action in advance would have already won.
No, if Sarlayan hadn't personally stepped in, God knows how long it would have taken to find those pure dragon eggs that had been missing for many years.
Judging from the current situation of the dragon eggs, if there was no intervention from Sharlayan, even if they could find Saberman one day, many dragon eggs would have lost their activity by then.
This is undoubtedly a huge loss for the Black Dragon clan, which is in desperate need of fresh blood.
Fortunately, the situation has not reached that point, and there is still a possibility of recovery.
"Let's go~"
Abyssian moved his somewhat stiff neck and enthusiastically took out a huge fishing rod that fit the size of a minotaur from the space package.
"My mother is not here, so let's take this rare opportunity to relax... I hope my fishing skills are not rusty."
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Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
As early as when Sharlayan and the other three arrived at Blade's Edge Mountains and began planning, Medivh and Anzu, who had set out from Zangarmarsh first, also headed south with the Naga sent by Vashj to assist.
Naga's swimming speed in the water is quite impressive. At least among the underwater intelligent races known to Sarlayan, no one can move more flexibly than Naga, not even the murlocs.
Naga is an amphibious creature in name, but compared to water, Naga, which can only twist its tail and squirm, moves slower on land.
When Medivh and Ansu led their team to the seaside at the southern border of the Bone Wilderness, the melee between the three major forces in Blade's Edge Mountain had already begun.
After entering the water from the coast, Naga's movement efficiency is significantly improved.
A large number of Nagas consciously searched around the Arak Peaks area that sank into the sea. However, until Sarlayan defeated Gruul and found the dragon egg, Medivh was unable to find anything suspicious.
"Anzu, are you sure that the ancient gods of Draenor will appear in this area?"
Facing Medivh's confirmation, Ansu himself was a little unsure.
"I'm not 100% sure, but the possibility is very high. After all, Setai was seduced by the ancient god in the Aranka area."
Medivh spread his hands helplessly: "Naga has already turned over the area where Setek Valley is located, and apart from some residual Void Curse, no useful clues have been found."
"This..." Ansu lowered his head and pondered for a while: "Maybe there is some information that we have not been able to grasp. Could it be that the ancient god hid in the sea bed and entered dormancy?"
"You also know that Draenor's current poor environment and evil energy erosion will definitely have a huge impact on the ancient gods of the parasitic planet."
Medivh smiled bitterly and shook his head: "If this is the case, we will have to look for the needle in the haystack. God knows exactly which section of the seabed that guy is hiding."
Ansu also sighed helplessly: "If it doesn't work, we can only give up temporarily and let Naga spend a few years shrinking like a carpet. In the end, we can still find it."
Medivh rested his chin on his hand and frowned, lost in thought: "Everything that has ever existed will inevitably leave traces. Let's go over it again based on the existing clues. Maybe there is something missing."
"OK."
Ansu agreed readily: "The information provided by the Crow People is already detailed enough, I'm afraid I won't be able to squeeze out any useful information."
"We might as well turn our attention to other races that may have had contact with the ancient gods, such as orcs, ogres, one-eyed demons, draenei, etc."
Medivh narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "It's impossible for the Draini. After all, they are outsiders and don't know enough about this planet."
"The One-Eyed Demon... I don't think those idiots with low intelligence can provide any useful clues."
Anzu: "Where are the orcs and ogres?"
Medivh raised his hand and rubbed the center of his brow: "I have contacted the Mag'har orcs. Not to mention other clans, at least Mother Gaiaan does not have any information related to the ancient gods. Even the souls of their ancestors have not
Never heard of it.”
"As for the ogres... since the fall of the Goria Empire, the two-headed ogres that were once so prosperous have completely disappeared. The intelligence of ordinary ogres is not much higher than that of the one-eyed ogre."
"I asked the ogre refugees who settled in Shattrath City, but I didn't get anything."
"But they did provide some other information that I don't know if it's useful."
Ansu asked curiously: "What information?"
"The remnants of Highmaul."
Medivh touched his beard with great interest: "The old tribe did not really kill all the people in the annihilation war against Highmaul. They just killed all the two-headed ogre magicians who might threaten the old tribe."
"According to those ogre refugees, a considerable number of Highmaul survivors escaped, but we don't know where they went."
Ansu complained angrily: "Are we going to expand the search scope to the entire Draenor? Isn't that putting the cart before the horse?"
"No." Medivh explained calmly: "Thanks to Sarlayan's previous plans, there are now people in most areas of Draenor who can provide us with intelligence."
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There is no trace of the ogre."
"There are still a very small number of ogres in Nagrand, but they have nothing to do with Highmaul. They are just the remnants of the local ogre tribe."
After Medivh's analysis, Ansu suddenly understood and answered: "So... Blade's Edge Mountain? Isn't that exactly the area where Sarlayan and the others are active?"
Medivh smiled and nodded: "So, let's wait patiently for news from Sarlayan."
"Based on his overall view, once he discovers the remaining ogres in Highmaul, he should take the initiative to contact them."
"Perhaps the last piece of the puzzle we need lies in the hands of the ogre."
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Sharlayan, who was being talked about by Medivh and Anzu, was also busy at the moment.
Before Jaina returned to Draenor with the reinforcements from Wyrmrest Temple, Onyxia sent good news first.
In the past few days, Sarlayan had deployed a large teleportation array in advance around the hatching nest where the dragon eggs were located.
After receiving Onyxia's contact, he immediately activated the space beacon on the Black Dragon Princess as an anchor point, and teleported all the dragon eggs along with Saberman and his men.
"Hot, hot, hot!"
As soon as he arrived at his destination, Sarlayan stepped into the still boiling magma.
The temperature of lava fluctuates between 700-1200°. If ordinary people fall into the magma, they will be burned to coke very quickly.
As a demigod, Sarlayan's physical fitness has already surpassed that of a mortal, and a short period of lava burning will not pose a fatal threat to him.
When he felt the lava causing pain to his body, Sarlayan subconsciously activated the power of the earth.
"Um?"
You won’t know if you don’t try, but you’ll be surprised if you try.
The protective layer of earth power covering the whole body is actually automatically absorbing the earth element contained in the lava.
If this state is maintained for a long time, Sarlayan's understanding of the power of the earth will be greatly accelerated.
"No wonder black dragons like to live in areas where lava exists. It turns out that's the case."
Shaking his head to temporarily put aside the messy thoughts, Sarlayan carefully controlled the dragon egg to fall into the boiling magma under the command of the nervous Onyxia.
Protected by eggshells containing the power of the earth, 1000-degree high-temperature lava is more suitable and will not cause harm to dragon eggs, but can promote the growth of baby dragons in the eggshells.
After confirming that the dragon egg landed smoothly, Onyxia and Saberman let out a sigh of relief.
Onyxia wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead: "Our work here is finally completed. Next, we have to watch Gianna's performance... What are you doing?"
Thalayan, who was standing in the lava with his eyes closed and concentrating, replied casually: "Take this opportunity to realize the power of the earth. There is no such a suitable volcano near Quel'Thalas."
Onyxia rolled her eyes angrily: "I don't care, but...are you sure your clothes that were burned to pieces by the lava won't anger Valeera who worked so hard to sew them?"