The scales of Deathwing reflect tiny shimmers of light, forming a new image.
This is a strange world, with countless orcs on the desolate land.
Unlike the orcs in Draenor, some of them are as strong as a mountain, some have huge membrane wings on their backs, flying in the sky like giant dragons, and some transform into various marine creatures and swim quickly in the sea.
move.
Robbie quickly figured out the clue. This group of orcs knew how to communicate with the power of nature, and they used authentic druid magic, which was more skillful than the druids of the night elves.
They have extremely advanced technology. They plant thick vines on the ground, use the power of the vines to crush ores, extract useful minerals, build weapons and armor, and arm themselves into steel monsters.
They desperately absorbed magic elements, which caused the elements of the entire world to turmoil and natural disasters to continue. The place they passed was desolate, and the green mountains and green waters disappeared, leaving only steel cities densely packed like honeycombs.
Deathwing's face appeared in the image again, and he said with a lonely expression:
"I don't know who will get this scale. The Black Dragon Legion has fought and shed blood. We may sacrifice for it or even exterminate the clan. As for the truth, it doesn't matter. We don't care. Let it be buried in the dust of history forever.
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The image ended here. After watching it, Robbie couldn't calm down for a long time and fell into thinking.
Kel'Thuzad asked doubtfully: "Okay, even if there is a terrible orc invasion in the future, will our Scourge Legion sit idly by and ignore it? Although the Black Dragon Legion is powerful, I think it is a little worse than the Scourge Legion."
Vanessa glared at Kel'Thuzad and said unceremoniously: "We found Duke Bolvar. He said he couldn't contact Arthas. Judging from the weak natural disaster minions under Duke Bolvar, they are definitely not from the New World orcs.
opponent."
Kel'Thuzad thought for a while and said: "I understand, you asked us to help Deathwing secretly so that his Black Dragon Legion would not be completely annihilated. This is not difficult to do. Thrall wants Azeroth to die.
It's so easy, as long as there is a problem in one link, it will inevitably fail."
Robbie remained silent, always feeling that things were not that simple.
Vanessa turned her head and looked over with bright eyes: "Robbie, what do you think?"
Robbie seemed to be whispering to himself: "Have you ever thought about who the enemy the Black Dragon Legion needs to face?"
The Black Dragon Legion in the image was overwhelming, and the number definitely exceeded 100,000. For such a large force, Deathwing's tone sounded like he was giving his last words.
The corners of Vanessa's mouth curled up slightly, as if she was speaking her mind, and she said with a hint of contentment:
"As I guessed, there is no record of such a terrible war in history, and no clues can be found, which makes people have to doubt it."
Robbie then added: "Moreover, Deathwing didn't explain who the enemy was. Could it be that he forgot, or couldn't tell, or even didn't dare to tell."
As wise as Deathwing, he would never make such a mistake as forgetting, so the answer is probably: once he tells who the enemy is, it will cause terrible consequences.
Vanessa then added: "Not to mention Deathwing, it has actually eliminated most of the enemies for us. For example, if it is not the Burning Legion, this scale must have been discovered after the decisive battle of the Black Dragon Legion. There are other things that can affect the future world.
who?"
After receiving Vanessa's reminder, Kel'Thuzad's thoughts quickly diverge, and he thought of many possibilities. Suddenly, he felt creepy and said uneasily:
"Damn, what are Deathwing worried about? The forbidden enemy, spanning the long river of time, is Aman'Thul back?"
Vanessa put on a straight face and scolded:
"Don't make meaningless guesses. This period of history is not as simple as it appears on the surface. We need to proceed with caution and discover who the enemy is bit by bit."
"The most important thing is Thrall." Kel'Thuzad shouted loudly as he started fighting: "I decided to launch the Endless Undead Project and monitor Thrall around the clock."
The Endless Undead Project is an idea of the Scourge Legion and is technically mature.
At first, Arthas was able to use the dead souls to monitor everything that happened in the land of Lordaeron, but there are many magics that can detect the dead souls. The Scourge has improved it. In addition to the dead souls all over Azeroth, they can also use the corpses of various animals, plants and even insects.
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Life and death are common things in nature. In the process of corpse decay, as long as a little power of death is added, they can temporarily become the eyes and ears of the Scourge.
Robbie nodded and added: "In addition to Thrall, King Varian, Jaina, Ronin, Garrosh and other leaders of the alliance and tribes must be under surveillance."
Mount Hyjal.
The wealthy Garrosh has booked the entire Nordrassil Inn and will hold a grand wedding here. Looking at the clear lake water and blue sky and white clouds outside the inn, Garrosh looked proud and greeted the bride Agna and the tribe.
Leaders boasted:
"This is where I defeated Archimonde. At Mount Hyjal, Archimonde led tens of millions of Burning Legions in a conspiracy to destroy Azeroth. Thrall was captured by the Burning Legion and hung outside the door.
On the big tree, after being tortured so much, Eitrigg cried and ran to the outside world, knelt on the ground and begged me for help. Seeing that Thrall was my junior, I generously extended a helping hand."
Garrosh paused and winked at Eitrigg beside him.
The clever Eitrigg immediately understood and said with a serious face:
"No one in Azeroth has more say than me. I was next to Warchief Garrosh at the time. The Warchief killed a hundred thousand Doom Guards with just one punch, and then kicked the Million Abyss casually.
The lord turned into powder, and Archimonde was so frightened that he wanted to run away, but the warchief stepped forward and grabbed Archimonde. Archimonde cried bitterly, begged loudly for his life, and vowed to become
The warchief's servants' tears turned into the lake Nordrassil before their eyes."
Garrosh was very proud and satisfied with Eitrigg's performance. He waved his hands lazily and said, "The past has passed, so it's okay not to mention it. By the way, everyone, how are you preparing your gifts?"
Kane Bloodhoof humbly bent down and flattered: "Warchief, Thunder Bluff has prepared five hundred tauren as a gift."
Garrosh snorted and exhaled from his nose: "Do you want to die? Five hundred tauren are not enough. I need five thousand. They must be strong adult tauren."
Kane Bloodhoof had a bitter look on his face and could only nod in agreement in a low voice.
Lockhan, the acting leader of the Darkspear Tribe, lowered his eyebrows and said: "The Darkspear Tribe captured a Loa from Zandalar. It is a sturdy turtle that is good at telling stories. It can be used as a mount and is given to the Warchief as a wedding gift.
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Garrosh squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Yes, I am very satisfied with this gift."
Nathanos, the Prime Minister of the Undercity, stood up straight and said neither humble nor arrogantly: "The Forsaken have prepared a generous gift, Warchief, the Queen of Darkness, Sylvanas, wants to see you."