Legend of Warcraft

Chapter 185 Dragon Magic
Andy glanced around, the situation was not as bad as he imagined.I don't know if the Dark Iron Dwarves have too much confidence in their fortress city. There are not many guards in this prison.

Andy counted carefully, and there were only four guards in total.Two were at the opposite door, one was dozing off at a table near the cave of the prison, and the other was walking around, as if inspecting the interior of the prison.

"You wait, I'll get them all done!" Andy said, pulling out his scimitar.

Andy walked in the shadows, and his gray vision did not affect his ability to move.He waited quietly for the patrolling dwarf to approach, and wiped his neck instantly.

The two dwarves standing at the door glanced inside. The dwarf lying on the table seemed to have fallen asleep, but his eyes that were twisted inside protruded strangely, and a pool of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Bastard, you fell asleep!" A dwarf at the door cursed, and then walked towards the table.

"you……"

"You die too!" Andy gently put the dwarf on the ground, then teleported to the remaining dwarf with a shadow step, and cut his throat neatly.

Seeing that all the guards had been dealt with, Varian quickly walked to the door where Windsor was being held and asked, "Are you Windsor?"

Windsor was thinking about things with his eyes closed, but he didn't notice the situation in the prison.Hearing someone questioning at this time, he felt that the voice was familiar. He opened his eyes and looked outside, his eyes instantly widened and he said, "Your Majesty Varian, why did you come here!"

"It seems that I am really the king of Stormwind." Varian said lightly, but his eyes did not look at Windsor.

While Wen Desor was shocked, he was also at a loss.Regardless of how Varian got here, what does he mean by this question?
"Your Majesty?" Windsor frowned and said, "What's wrong with you? Who brought you here?"

"Of course it's me." Andy smiled and said, "And they!"

Ronin and Falstad came over one by one and greeted Windsor.Windsor's brain was a little exhausted, "Andy, you got the king back!" Windsor said in surprise, "But..."

"But he seems to have amnesia, he doesn't remember anything." Andy shrugged his shoulders and said, "We need your help, Windsor. We have to send Varian back to Stormwind, but without you we're afraid You can't even get through the city gate!"

Windsor shook his head and said: "It's not that I'm afraid, but that there is no chance at all! I thought about the matter back and forth in the prison. The countess is very problematic, and the king's disappearance is directly related to her! "

Andy nodded and said: "We all know this. Katrana is actually Onyxia, the black dragon princess. She imprisoned Varian, and she once imprisoned me on that island."

"Is this... real?" Windsor couldn't believe it. He thought of the mirror image he had seen, and his heart beat wildly.

After Andy and Varian nodded, Windsor suddenly changed his face, his anger was overflowing, and he cursed: "Bolvar is a bastard, he actually believed in a woman, a black dragon! He actually listened to the black dragon's advice and didn't give it to her." My reinforcements made me lose the battle on the Burning Plains!"

"Bovar doesn't know the truth, he was bewitched by Onyxia!" Andy said, "Now we have to go back quickly, otherwise Stormwind City will be in chaos!"

"By the way, I'll show you this!" Andy took out the letterhead from his pocket and handed it to Windsor.

"The alliance has been disintegrated. General Angefor's operation has been successful. The work of Agmanche to decipher Windsor's intelligence is nearing completion. Miss, please start your operation in Stormwind City quickly, Thaurissan." Windsor said. Thor read the content again.

"There is no doubt that this is a letter from the Black Iron King to Onyxia!" Andy said, "I didn't expect that they really colluded together."

"Thaurissan bastard, how dare he do this!" Falstad slammed the iron door hard.

Windsor put away the letter, looked at Andy and said, "That Agmanche is deciphering my intelligence, I have to get it back."

"Okay, let's go together!" Andy said, pulling open the iron door.

After leaving the prison, Andy randomly grabbed a single black iron dwarf and asked about the location of Agmanche, and a group of five people quickly sneaked towards that location.

"Who are you?" Agmanche was working at his desk when he suddenly saw three people breaking into his residence.

"Hand over my information!" Windsor took two steps, grabbed the old dwarf's neck and said viciously.

Although Agmanche is a Dark Iron Dwarf, he is not a member of the army, he is just an old scholar.Agmanche's face turned red, tremblingly, he took out a small stone slab from under his desk, and handed it to Windsor.

"This is your information?" Andy said in surprise.

"I got this from a ruin, and I don't know what it is." Windsor said, "But it can't be cheap, these bastards!"

"You are the human who went to the ruins of Thaurissan!" Agmanche suddenly shouted.

"So it's called Thaurissan!" Windsor said coldly, "Why is there only one piece, and the other one?"

"I don't know, this is the only piece that Angfor gave me." The old dwarf's legs were trembling.

"Andy, there's a dwarf coming this way!" Ronin suddenly walked in and said, "Huh?"

"What's wrong?" Andy asked, looking at Ronin's surprised face.

"This stone slab seems to be magic, show me!" Luo Ning said, seeing something about magic, he even forgot his purpose of coming in.

Windsor handed him the slate, and then walked to the door, there was indeed a dwarf walking towards here alone.

"This is... this is the magic of the Dragon Clan!" Luo Ning said in surprise.

"Are you sure?" Andy leaned forward and asked.

"I once saw this kind of writing from my teacher. It's dragon language!" Luo Ning said with certainty, "But I don't know what it means?"

Andy took the slate in his hand, and suddenly there was a prompt in his mind: "Acquire Dragon Transfiguration!"

Andy was taken aback for a moment, Dragon Transfiguration?He looked at the slate, and the strange words on it seemed to be alive, distorted in his eyes, and then deeply engraved in his mind.

(End of this chapter)