Sure enough, on the other side, Garrosh's face collapsed.
What appeared on the magic mirror was his old partner Queen Azshara.
"Are you kidding me? Are you asking the great orc warriors to launch a suicidal attack on the Alliance by relying on those unreasonable garbage goblin pilots?"
"Goblins? Of course not!" Queen Azshara's eyes flashed coldly: "There will be a more powerful race to defeat the Alliance army!"
"Aren't they those garbage Qiraji people?"
"Bugmen? That's an option. But there are better ones!"
Once upon a time, the Qiraji spread across the sky of Silithus during the two Quicksand Wars. With the defeat of the Qiraji twin emperors and C'Thun, the Qiraji were once reduced to becoming food for the orcs.
Not to mention despicable, even Thrall looks down on these things.
The feast served by Queen Azshara this time was surprisingly mantid.
Ai Xingshi, this little girl, is always doing things in different ways.
In a sense, Mantid pledged its allegiance to N'Zoth N versions in advance, which is still the fault of the Alliance.
In Pandaria, the Sha of Fear has corrupted the Mantid High Queen Shek'sir. Her increasingly insane and erratic orders have forced the Klaxxi, the guardians of Mantid culture, to take aggressive action. Outnumbered, she
The Klaxxi had no choice but to reluctantly accept help from the outside world in order to eliminate the Queen and purify the people who were negatively affected by the evil power.
This foreign aid is none other than Varian Wrynn.
Before King Wa conquered the Thunder God, he rushed into the Fear Wasteland and chopped up the Great Queen Xia Kesiel. In addition, the Sacred Tree of Kaipa was strangled by the evil demon. The future of the Mantid was uncertain, but after Princess Zara became a new
After the Great Queen Xia Kezala, the new Great Queen felt angry and confused.
She longs for revenge against the Alliance, and even more hates the Klaxxi organization that colluded with outsiders to kill their Grand Queen.
She sent a large number of troops to search for foreign aid, and then found N'zoth, who had awakened early. Shakozara, whose mind was already full of flaws, easily betrayed her race and let her mantid people use shrines to worship her and N'zoth.
The God of the Abyss thus became the new god of the Mantid, and then a large number of Mantid appeared in front of Garrosh.
By a very strange combination of circumstances, the Klaxxi who defeated the former Grand Queen still did not escape death in the end.
Garrosh, who has the memory of two lifetimes, borrowed the power of N'Zoth and used some tricks to once again take the nine mantid heroes of Klaxxi under his command.
This time, Despicable Roar is really strong.
Mantises can't fly, mantids can.
When this tribe, which was so large that it could not be concealed, passed through the portal and rushed from Pandaria to the old site of Dalaran in one go, McDonald was convinced.
"It's really yours, N'Zoth."
From the beginning to the end, McDonald's took the premise that "the worst outcome will definitely happen" as the strategic policy of the alliance. The Mantid's jump to the Eastern Kingdom of Northland has both advantages and disadvantages.
The good thing is that there will be very little pressure on King Wa's side. After all, King Wa does not have a sufficient number of real air forces.
The bad thing is that McDonald's will be under a lot of pressure. After the time traveler Mai's right eyelid twitched wildly, he finally remembered what he had overlooked...
Stratholme City, the core of the Alliance and the strongest fortress of mankind, still maintains a peaceful state. Since the last cataclysm, the world-destroying black dragon Nefario came and roared, destroying the peace here, and finally
The result was that his head was hung on the city wall.
The people have blind faith in the city's defense capabilities, showing a mysterious sense of superiority everywhere.
This makes sense!
Because His Majesty Stratholme, who is known as the most powerful hero in the world, is sitting in the city!
In the palace, which is unknown to outsiders, some strange things actually happen from time to time.
For example, Onyxia, the humanoid Black Dragon Queen, would sometimes get stuck in a window on the top floor of an uninhabited tower, with her head hanging out of the window wearing a crown, panting, and occasionally letting out two strange low moans.
Don't ask!
The problem is that her master occasionally plays the game of being the owner of the building with her.
She is the landlord.
At this moment, the Black Dragon Queen was moaning again.
Wrathion, the humanoid black dragon prince, hid his body in the shadow of the corner of the royal garden. He restrained his aura and stared at his elder sister's beautiful face that looked dignified but was actually unprincipled.
He was so sick that he wanted to vomit, and he couldn't help but curse in his heart: "Is this the queen of our black dragon clan? Bah! It's just a humble mount!"
He turned around and no longer looked at the scum of the dragon.
The dark aura lingering around him concealed his figure very well.
After twists and turns, he came to an empty and secret underground warehouse. Facing the corner, he quickly opened a dark portal with gestures.
Just as he was about to step through the door, very suddenly, a blue hand of arcane energy appeared out of thin air. Like an eraser, it easily erased the entire door.
"What?!" Wrathion was shocked.
As he rolled his eyes, light and shadow suddenly flickered in the empty space that was supposed to be empty. Appearing in front of him were twenty heroes including MacDonald, Kael'thas, Jaina and ten other first-line heroes of the alliance.
group.
In addition, there are two black dragon henchmen in human form, Ebonok and Flegel.
There was no need for His Majesty the Emperor to say anything, but the two dragon legs were the first to yell:
"Wrathion! The black dragon is not allowed to leave its base without the permission of its master!"
"Wrathion—you traitor! Do you deserve the trust of your master?"
Wrathion's face turned blue. He never imagined that he would be caught red-handed.
For a moment, he almost wanted to say, "Your Majesty, please listen to my quibbles!" But as he spoke, the madness rising from the bottom of his heart and the unruly nature of a dragon stopped him.
Reason is a good thing, but it's a pity that most black dragons don't have it.
His dragon teeth suddenly became thicker and larger, and he began to breathe out black, sparky breath: "Shut up! You two dragon scum. You no longer have the dignity of being a noble black dragon! But I still have it! My chest
The blood in my heart has not yet cooled down! It is impossible for me, the majestic Black Dragon Emperor Wrathion, to truly surrender to a little human."
Before these words came out, McDonald was still squinting his eyes, and his lowered eyelids seemed to be in a false sleep.
After hearing this, McDonald's eyes widened, not because of surprise, but because of weirdness.
The expression on Emperor Stratholme's face gradually turned cold: "If you refused to obey me to the death on the first day you met me and defended to the death what you call your dignity, maybe I would still respect you as a man. You are all under my command.
After being around for so long, you suddenly talk about dignity, you... must be a singer!"
