Chapter 304 The quarrel between the Black Dragon siblings
After returning home, Onyxia quickly put away her previous alluring and flirtatious attitude, and stared at her sofa with cold eyes.
"Come out, there are no outsiders here."
"Haha~ It seems that you are making good progress, my dear sister."
A human man with two black moustache suddenly appeared on the sofa, crossing his legs and looking at Onyxia with a half-smile.
"What? Have you set your sights on a new target?"
"Indeed, the high elves are very good-looking, and their lifespans are more in line with the dragon clan's mate selection standards. I support you taking the initiative."
Onyxia said indifferently: "Don't make such silly jokes, Nefarian, just tell me if you have something to say. I plan to set out early tomorrow morning to carry out the mission you gave me."
Nefarian spread his hands indifferently: "Really? What a pity. I thought I was finally going to have a brother-in-law..."
Noticing that Onyxia's expression became even more ugly, Nefario smiled and stopped joking.
"Okay, I'm just here to remind you, don't believe the lies of those death knights."
Onyxia raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean?"
Nefarian straightened his face and said: "Although we have reached a deal with the Death Knight, it is impossible for those selfish guys to really help us find a suitable egg hatching place. It is still up to you to personally control this matter.
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Onyxia said noncommittally: "Do you think I will be easily fooled by those orcs? Then you underestimate me too much."
"However, I do have one thing to confirm with you."
Nefarian readily extended his hand and said, "It doesn't matter."
Onyxia poured a glass of red wine, walked to her brother, sat down and asked, "Can Ner'zhul really open a portal to other worlds if he gets those three artifacts?"
"To be precise." Nefario's eyes became a little deeper: "They are four artifacts, and one is the Skull of Gul'dan that Talon Gorefiend has given to Ner'zhul."
"Ner'zhul comes from the Shadowmoon clan of the orcs. Their clan is best at observing the stars and absorbing the fragments of power from the stars for their own use."
"Theoretically, Ner'zhul's plan can work."
"The Scepter of Sargeras, the Eye of Dalaran and the Book of Medivh respectively correspond to the three constellations of Draenor. Using the large amount of energy contained in the Skull of Gul'dan, a teleportation to other worlds can indeed be opened.
Door."
"But..."
A meaningful smile appeared on Nefarian's face: "No one knows where the portal will lead. If a powerful person makes a move while the portal is opening..."
"Ner'zhul, eager to escape Draenor, may fall into a trap that has been prepared for him, just like his most talented apprentice, Gul'dan."
Onyxia's eyes flickered: "Do you know something?"
Nefarian did not answer directly and changed the subject with a smile: "No matter what the outcome of Ner'zhul is, it has nothing to do with our plan."
"Your mission is to find a suitable new home for the black dragon clan in Draenor and hatch the last batch of dragon eggs."
Nefarian sighed: "Due to my father's sudden disappearance, the work he left behind can only be divided between the two of us."
"After the Dark Portal is closed, you will stay in Draenor to take care of the young dragon and wait patiently for the next time the Dark Portal opens."
"I believe that by then, my experiment will have made some progress, and the gradually declining Black Dragon Legion will surely rise again!"
Onyxia waved her hand impatiently: "Okay, stop painting for me, I will act according to your plan."
"Unfortunately, the mission of infiltrating the Kingdom of Stormwind can only be put on hold for the time being."
Nefarian said nonchalantly: "They are just mortals, why waste time on them? Strengthening our own strength is the most important thing."
"alright."
Nefarian patted his knees and stood up from the sofa: "I also have a lot of things to do. I leave the dragon eggs to you. You must take good care of them."
Onyxia shouted impatiently: "I know, you don't need to remind me again and again! Get out of here!"
Nefarian shook his head: "Okay, then I'll leave now. Please pay attention to your own safety. I don't want my mother's affairs to happen again..."
"How dare you mention mother!"
Onyxia angrily threw the wine glass at Nefarian's face: "Where is mother! What were you doing when she was killed...and tortured by her father? You didn't do anything! You just watched.
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A mere wine glass could not damage the black dragon with astonishing defense. Nefarian wiped the drink from his face, turned around and walked into the portal with a wry smile.
"I believe you can understand my situation and position... In short, try your best to do what you should do. The next time we meet will be in a few decades."
After watching Nefarian leave, Onyxia smashed the entire bottle of expensive red wine against the wall of her mansion in anger.
"Hu~hu~"
The dragon servants in the mansion quickly walked in silently and cleaned up the mess, leaving Onyxia alone staring at the ceiling in a daze.
"Mother, where are you..."
"Does the now divided Black Dragon Clan really have a future?"
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Early the next morning, the three of Sarlayan quickly packed their luggage, checked out the rental house, and then went to the main entrance of Stormwind City together.
At this point in time, the statues of the Five Heroes mentioned by the barrage do not yet exist. There is an unremarkable bridge across the moat connecting the inside and outside of Stormwind City.
The three of Sarlayan thought they had arrived early enough, but they didn't expect Onyxia to be waiting at the gate in advance with her staff in hand.
After receiving the instructions from Sarlayan through the soul link, Valeela vaguely glanced around with the corner of her eye.
Valeera: "Without anyone else, her men may have made their way to Nethergarde Keep by other means."
Sarlayan: "So bold? It doesn't matter, it saves us from being worried on the road."
Seeing the three of Sarlayan coming together, Onyxia's face showed no sign of the disappointment and desolation she felt after saying goodbye to Nefarian last night, and she came forward with a smile on her face.
"You are very punctual, shall we set off now?"
Sarlayan didn't say any more nonsense, waved his hand to signal the three of them to move away, and activated his transformation technique to transform into a larger gryphon.
"Come up."
"Okay~"
Onyxia was the first to jump on Sharlayan's back without warning, and Valeera and Stellagosa clenched their fists.
After Sarlayan flapped his wings and took off, Nefarian, who should have left long ago, walked out of the woods nearby and watched the large griffon gradually go away.
After looking back at Onyxia, Nefarian only had endless coldness in his eyes.
"No matter how the future changes, I will definitely complete the colorful dragon plan!"
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Due to a temporary change in plans, Sarlayan and others returned to Watchfort earlier than scheduled.
The Quel'Thalas expeditionary force led by Vereesa was still halfway on the way. When Thalayan entered the castle, he happened to encounter the Wildhammer dwarves who came with the reinforcements of the gryphon knights.
This time, the person leading the gryphon knights was not Falstad, Sarlayan's old acquaintance, but another bearded elf.
Sarlayan is truly face-blind to the dwarf race and can only distinguish different people by the color and style of their beards.
Falstad has a fiery red beard, and he also wears two braids.
This time, the leading dwarf had a brown beard, and unlike Falstad, who showed off his muscular upper body, he wore a rather luxurious set of armor.
As Sarlayan passed over the sky, he looked at the leading Wildhammer dwarf with some confusion: "This person...could it be Wildhammer Lord Kurdran?"
"That's right."
Onyxia confirmed Sarlayan's guess: "He is Kurander Wildhammer. I didn't expect that he would personally lead the gryphon knights to join the expeditionary force."
Not to mention Onyxia's position, her political skills and understanding of the top leaders of Azeroth's races surpass even the leaders of most mortal nations.
Onyxia: "The Wildhammer dwarves have always liked to take the lead. During the Second Orc War, Kurdran also personally participated in the battle on the main battlefield."
"Now that Kurdran has gone on an expedition in person, the task of guarding the Eagle's Nest Mountain should be handed over to the Wildhammer warrior Falstad."
"Ha~"
Onyxia chuckled with unknown meaning: "That dragon raider failed to get the qualification to lead the army on the expedition. He must be very unhappy now."
If Onyxia's identity was not known in advance, no one would care about her little tease of Falstad.
Sarlayan curled his lips noncommittally: 'Dragon Reaver, does this title make you uncomfortable?'
'Believe me, more uncomfortable things will happen to you after the expedition begins.'