Wojin, who had been staying in the ruins and intending to provide help at any time, was very self-aware. He knew that the information revealed by the black dragon was not something he should listen to, so he consciously found an excuse to leave the house.
Half an hour later, Bartos, whose will was forcibly twisted, fell asleep again.
Due to the subconscious resistance to Onyxia's mental control deep in his soul, Bartos's mental loss was extremely serious.
After revealing the information that Sarlayan and others wanted, it would take at least more than a month for him to recover from the wasted soul.
For Onyxia, the value of Baltos ends here for the time being.
The four people sitting around were silent for a long time. Valeela, who was not a party to the internal struggle of the Dragon Clan, took the initiative to break the awkward silence.
"So, Oni's guess is correct."
"Although Nefarian took over the responsibility of managing the rebel black dragons from Deathwing, he does not intend to copy Deathwing's tactics completely, but has other plans of his own."
Onyxia's expression was a little complicated, and she sighed softly: "I know that guy likes to hide everything in his heart since he was a child, just like the Riddler, letting others guess his thoughts."
Sarlayan still remained calm and reminded: "Oni, don't be too optimistic yet."
"Bartos' confession can only show that Nefarian will not follow Deathwing's path of self-destruction, but it does not mean that he will cooperate with the Defenders of Azeroth camp."
Onyxia raised her hands and rubbed her face, and responded solemnly: "I know that the enemy of my enemy is not necessarily my friend."
Stellagosa added: "Besides, it is still unknown whether Nefarian will break up with Deathwing and become enemies."
"Most of the main black dragons under Nefarian were left to him by Deathwing. The loyalty of those evil black dragons cannot be guaranteed."
After all, this was an internal matter of the black dragon clan, and Sarlayan had no intention of forcefully intervening. He raised his head and looked at Onyxia, who had a somewhat troubled expression.
"Oni, what are you going to do?"
"If the original plan is followed, Abyssian will lead the establishment black dragon army to attack the Black Stone Tower at the beginning of next year at the latest. When the two dragons fight...I am afraid one of them will inevitably die."
Onyxia, who was in a complicated mood, smiled bitterly and shook her head: "I don't know whether to believe Nefarian. The only thing I can be sure of is that he has long planned to take advantage of this opportunity for the coalition forces to capture the Molten Core.
This information tells us.”
"As for whether we can accept the information he secretly released...that evil guy probably regarded this process as a test for us."
"Hmm..." Sarlayan rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment: "As the saying goes, an elder in a family is like a treasure."
"Since we can't make up our minds, how about conveying the information Nefarian deliberately revealed to Dragon Queen Sinestra?"
Onyxia nodded in agreement: "Nefarian is hundreds of years older than me. He spends much more time with his mother than I do. My mother should have a better understanding of his nature."
"Hmm~"
After making the decision, Onyxia felt light and relaxed. She sat down and relaxed, stretching her limbs. She showed off her perfect body curves in front of Sarlayan without hesitation. Unsurprisingly, it attracted Val's attention.
Lila's death glare.
Valeera smacked her lips in displeasure: "Tsk! It's just fat. If it gets bigger, it will affect my infiltration operations."
Sarlayan rolled his eyes and complained in his mind: 'Then don't keep staring at those two lumps of fat without blinking...'
Among Sharlayan's three current confidantes, from the perspective of Azeroth's broad aesthetics, Onyxia's figure is undoubtedly the best. She is fat where she should be, and she will never be thin where she should be.
Any extra fat.
Valeela's advantage is her pair of straight and slender white legs. Some barrages even call her a leg essence.
Judging from the scale of the mountain alone, Valeela is no match for Onyxia, who has a perfectly proportioned figure.
Stellagosa's figure is relatively average, with nothing particularly outstanding, and she doesn't look as eye-catching as Onyxia.
What attracted Sharlayan most to her was not her figure or even her appearance, but her knowledgeable, gentle and intellectual temperament as a blue dragon.
As for Gianna...the child is still young and has not yet fully developed, so she is not included in it for the time being.
Onyxia has never cared about the opinions of others except Sharlayan.
She ignored Valeela's look at her class enemy and said to Sarlayan with a smile: "Leave the subsequent troubles to mother and Abisian to worry about."
"In short, our mission of sneaking into the Black Wing Lair has been successfully completed."
Sarlayan also relaxed and nodded with a smile: "Not only has it been confirmed that Deathwing will not be able to return for at least three years, but it has also deciphered the signals that Nefarian sent out in a roundabout way."
"As for whether Nefarian's position is true... Zhizi Moruomu, let the Dragon Queen rack her brains to make a judgment. Our mission ends here."
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After solving the tasks in Molten Core and Blackwing Lair, Sharlayan planned to return to Quel'Thalas to rest for a while.
During this period of rest, he wanted to entrust the Sun King to summon those completely trustworthy high elf grand magisters to study the summoning tablet obtained from Dagran Thaurissan.
The summoning spell recorded on the stone tablet was for the fire element, but what Sarlayan wanted to summon was the king of the water element.
As the saying goes, a slight difference can make a huge difference. Sarlayan does not want to miss the key moment, so he must be extremely cautious when modifying this semi-god-level summoning technique.
"The problem now is..."
Onyxia kicked Baltos hard in the ribs, but Baltos, who was deeply asleep, did not react at all.
"What are we going to do with this guy? We can't bring him back to Quel'Thalas, right?"
Sarlayan frowned and scratched his head: "Well...this is indeed a problem."
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A large number of black dragons are furiously searching for the whereabouts of Sarlayan and his party near Blackstone Mountain. Sending Bartos back now is tantamount to throwing yourself into a trap.
"Leave the little problem to me!"
Sunderland, who had been watching the whole process, finally separated from Sarlayan and condensed into a physical entity.
"Anyway, I have to go back to Blackstone Mountain to pick up my followers."
Sunderland said confidently: "With my speed, it is impossible for those stupid black dragons to catch him. I will throw this guy to the door of the upper Black Stone Tower."
Onyxia complained unhappily: "Hey... the stupid black dragon you are talking about doesn't include me, right?"
"Uh~"
The outspoken Sunderland paused awkwardly: "Of course not. You are Sharlayan's partner, that is, my friend. I will not confuse you with the hostile black dragon."
Onyxia raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Valeera, whose face was a little dark, with a half-smile.
"My mate... I'll forgive you if you have a good sense."
Sarlayan ignored the exchange of glances between Valeela and Onyxia, and solemnly asked Sunderland, who had summoned the wind to lift up Bartosz: "How is it? After inspecting Uldum, you have made up your mind.
?"
"Um."
Sunderland nodded firmly: "Only one intelligent creature, the Tol'vir, exists in Uldum, and they have been isolated from the world for many years and have not had close contact with the outside world. They are very suitable for seclusion."
"Moreover, the terrain there is also very suitable for us wind elements to live."
"It will take several years for me to absorb the wind element and regain my strength. During this time, I will temporarily stay in Uldum. I will take this opportunity to find out what happened to my lost friends."
Sunderland clenched his fist firmly: "One day, I will lead the wind elements who are willing to follow me to counterattack the sky wall, and take back what should belong to me from Al'Akir, whose will has long been corrupted!"
Sarlayan smiled and encouraged: "I believe there will be such a day."
"My family has properties in the Silithus Desert and Un'Goro Crater next to Uldum. If you need anything, you can ask the Tol'vir to tell them. I guarantee that they will do their best to help you.
.”
Sunderland nodded gratefully to Sarlayan: "My friend, thanks to your help, I was able to get rid of Ragnaros's seal and avenge his clone."
"I promise in the name of Wind Chaser Sunderland that the wind elements under me will always stand with you to protect the peace of Azeroth."
Sarlayan stretched out his hand and shook Sunderland's elemental arm: "Let us help each other. I will not be polite to you if there is need in the future."