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Volume 4 Traces of Natural Disaster Chapter 230 Black Dragon's Lair

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    The black crow landed on the ground, stretched its body in the shining golden light, and continued to grow larger. An old man in a gray cloak appeared in front of everyone.  This spell does not feel like a druid's transformation, but a power similar to the holy light.

    "Master Medivh!" Garrosh and Qiaotoya saluted hurriedly.  Whether in the history of orcs or humans, this old man is a respectable presence.

    "You confuse me, Star Foster." Medivh nodded slightly to the two people who saluted, staring straight at the stars.  "You were inserted into the future so suddenly, and then incredibly penetrated into the past. That the history of the entire world has changed because of you."

    "so what?"

    "So I want to correct the future." Medivh said with great heaviness, staring at the stars.  "A future that has lost its direction needs to get back on the right track."

    "To destroy a future that already exists for a future that does not exist. Is this really right? And in the future you have seen in the past, you will definitely not appear here at this time, so you are here at this moment  Does his behavior also need to be corrected?" Xingchen looked at Medivh indifferently and asked.

    "Haha, I will watch you and your future." The black crow flew away, seemingly just to leave such a sentence.

    "Prophet Medivh, fortunately he is not a tyrant." Xingchen breathed out seriously, he was extremely nervous just now.

    "Are you afraid?" Garrosh asked suddenly while looking at the stars.

    "Nonsense, that body contains power that makes Sargeras covet. Do you think I am the Titan God?" Xingchen rolled his eyes at the orc in displeasure. The silent pressure brought by Medivh just now was too much.  He is worthy of being a veteran demigod.

    With the leadership of Qiao Toya, we took a lot less forks and detours, and it only took a little more than an hour to reach the end of the black dragon's lair.  Soldiers brought from Stormwind City were scattered throughout the lair to look for Prince Anduin and eliminate the surviving dragon guards.  At the location of the decisive battle, there were only a few people guarding the gate.

    In this extremely vast battlefield, the most eye-catching thing is the huge body of the dragon, which is as full of oppression as seen in the game.  Every movement made the earth shake. Even standing at the entrance of this empty hall from a distance, one could feel the violent shaking of the ground.

    Bolvar's human body was so small in front of the dragon, but the shield held high on his strong arms formed a solid line of defense.  Touching its claws, waving its wings, shaking its head, breathing No matter what kind of attack the giant dragon makes, its not-so-powerful body and its not-wide shield are always just right in front of it.

    It is said that of the two kings Varian Wrynn, one is cowardly and the other reckless.  But at this moment, they are all equally brave and brave, surrounding the dragon looking for opportunities to break through the dragon's scales.  Their weapons had difficulty tearing through the thick dragon scales, but the legendary warrior's power still penetrated the scales and caused heavy damage.

    Two magicians, Johnson from Stormwind City and Jaina from Theramore, were wandering around the outer edge. The magic of ice and fire attacked the dragon's body alternately, which was only able to contain it.  Just functional.  The black dragon's resistance to magic was too strong, especially its resistance to fire magic, which made Johnson feel powerless for a while.

    "As you can see, Jaina doesn't have time to help you now. Unless" Qiao Toya stood at the entrance. He knew that if he continued to move forward, he would only become a drag.  Looking at the stars with longing eyes, he knew that the stars had the ability to intervene.

    "Human, will I definitely become a chieftain?" Garrosh suddenly asked such a question.

    "Although you are an idiot, Thrall still designated you as the next chief!" Xingchen answered.

    "For the Horde!" With a roar, Garrosh suddenly rushed out desperately.

    "This idiot!" Thorns and vines suddenly appeared on the ground and wrapped around Garrosh's body, preventing the idiot chief from committing suicide.

    "Why stop me?" Unwilling to be dragged to the entrance by the thorn vines, Garrosh glared at the stars.

    "You are too weak, and you are not even qualified to die. Don't forget to let the top leaders of the alliance take a look at the contents of that box."

    "Why?"

    "Is it possible to say that there was no goblin trick in choosing Theramore, an excellent seaport, in favor of Jingtooth City?" Xingchen looked up at the war that was still raging, and the human side was showing signs of exhaustion.  "?Struggle is always a matter between both sides!  "

    Xingchen walked into the vast hall step by step, but his eyes were staring at the humans who were working harder and harder.  Soon, it will be time for the two kings to unite!

    The figure of the stars was so obvious in the empty hall, attracting all the attention in an instant.  After all, those who lacked strength had already suffered casualties and were defeated in the aftermath of the battle.  Those left behind are strong enough to influence the situation of the battle.

    "It's you, why are you here? Your body?" The black dragon was the first to notice the stars from his commanding position, and his eyes suddenly shrank with some traces on his back.  Suddenly, he realized that there was something wrong with his appearance, and changed his body into a human form regardless of the fact that he was still fighting.

    Looking at the changes in the black dragon's form, Xingchen was extremely surprised, but it soon turned into disappointment.  Because it was Presto who appeared there, not the Oni he expected.

    But, why does even Presto still have some worries?

    Two weapons were caught in the hands of Xingchen. One was as red as blood, and the other was shining with holy light. It made a rustling sound on the ground as Xingchen walked.  "Can you please stop this war?"

    It was obviously just for confirmation, why did it become involved now?  Xingchen was annoyed, but did not stop moving forward.

    "It's him¡­¡­"

    "That weapon"

    The sudden appearance of the stars caused a brief pause in the battle, because this person was really difficult to distinguish between friend and foe.

    "Xingchen, haven't you already" Bolvar, the only one who was relatively familiar with Xingchen, said.

    "I am trapped in death, so I can understand the Holy Light more clearly. So, I am back."

    "Bolvar, who is he? Why have I never" Varian asked his friend beside him.  A human with such strength shouldn't be unknown, let alone those two weapons.

    "Xingchen, I am Xingchen!" He declared his name loudly, but he regretted it in his heart.  Damn, why are you so high-profile?

    "What? Are you Medivh's messenger?Those two weapons?" Varian was extremely surprised, because when he explained his experience, he also learned something from Bolvar.

    "As you can see. The Sword of the Ashkandi Brotherhood, and the Ashbringer." Xingchen raised the two weapons so that they could see more clearly.  "Now, can you hand over Anduin to me? OniKshia?"

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