Stratholme God

Chapter 652 Goal – Blackwing Nest

The players forwarded this possibly the only skinning knife in the world to someone named Mai.

Then, Onyxia, who knew this from nowhere, rushed in, and immediately said: "I know I can't escape, so you can use that knife to write [positive] on me!"

After all, Princess Black Dragon closed her eyes in despair, with a generous look.

At this moment, she seemed to be possessed by Joan of Arc, about to endure the most terrible torture.

At this moment, she is not an evil black dragon, but a weak woman who is powerless against her terrible master.

At this moment, all the elf girl guards turned their heads in unison, and focused their eyes on the innocent face of Mai.

"Pfft!" McDonald, who was drinking water, sprayed.

what! ?

Who told you this weird stuff?
Please, writing a [Qualified] should be assured and writing orthographic characters are two completely different concepts, okay?
Although they are all meat, their uses are completely different!
While complaining wildly in his heart, McDonnell taught the black dragon MM seriously: "What are you guessing! The time to attack Nefarian has not yet come. I don't know what you are talking about. The mount must do its job well. I And business..."

"Crack!" Onyxia slapped a piece of paper on McDonald's desk: "I have evidence!"

That is a beautiful oil painting!

The girl in the painting is a captive female ninja.

I don't know which filthy god made a few orthographic characters for the girl in the painting.

Well, I understand it all.

But, boss of [Dark Dynasty], why is your handed down painting here?

Then, Onyxia clearly misunderstood something.

McDonnell's mood is broken.

The so-called people sit at home, and the pot comes from the sky.

No wonder the system allows the evil spirits to be listed as hostile elements for the time being. This is really not wrong to blame those guys. Once they get involved, they are more terrifying than the enemy.

On the surface, Trident is his confidant,
In fact, those guys are some lawless sand sculptures.

McDonald was too embarrassed, but fortunately, there was still a chance to come back.

He adjusted his sitting posture, rested his chin on his left hand, and tapped the table with his right index finger: "My men's hobbies have nothing to do with me. I'm not so free as to humiliate my mount for fun."

"I, this... that..." Onyxia found that this was a little different from what she imagined, but it still couldn't eliminate the anxiety and fear in her heart.

"What are you afraid of?"

"I...I'm afraid of death...I'm afraid you're going to do to Fulmer and the other black dragons to me."

The more fear, the more afraid to face it, the more fear.

Onyxia knelt down and sat down. How could the duck sitting look like the high-spirited countess when she entered the royal family of Lordaeron?

McDonnell didn't even stand up, just sat there.

But it gave Princess Black Dragon the feeling that he was the emperor sitting high on the throne, looking down on her.

"Afraid of being skinned and boned, from teeth to bones, every piece is made into something else?"

"afraid!"

"Who are you more afraid of? Me or your father?"

"I'm afraid that you, master, will be a bit more." She used the honorific title.

"why?"

"Because you are stronger, I can't imagine what I will look like after I escape."

"Oh?"

"The weak obey the strong, isn't this the truth of the world?"

Having said that, McDonald understands it.

After all, the thinking of the black dragon is different from that of human beings - in the face of power, most human beings will succumb, but there will always be a small number of people who will rise up and fight back angrily.But in the world view of the black dragon, it is only natural to submit to the strong.

After understanding this, McDonnell understands that as long as Neltharion doesn't defeat McDonald for a day, proving the fierceness of Deathwing, the loyalty of this female dragon is absolute.

On the contrary, if McDonald loses, the dragon will jump faster than anyone else.

Speaking of this, McDonald's is really worth it.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth. In the eyes of others, this was self-confidence; in the eyes of Onyxia, this was a cruel trial.

"Heh! Onyxia, it's because Nefarian asked you to conspire to subvert the alliance when I was away, and you didn't confess him, so I'm afraid I'll be liquidated."

"Yes..." she sobbed.

Ignoring her real body, this is a pitiful beauty.

McDonald was unmoved: "Punishment? It has already been given. During this period of time, the fear I bestowed on you is the best punishment. Get lost! Think about it carefully, what is the duty of a mount."

That night, Onyxia came over, wearing a tulle dress, holding Onyxia's rein in her mouth.

This, in human form, holds a bit like thing in its mouth, very much like Nezuko from "Demon Slayer: Blade".

McDonald: "..."

It's weird, because the elf girl next to Mao looks at me like I'm looking at scum.

Well, ignoring Onyxia, a female dragon with a weird brain circuit, McDonald decided to attack Blackwing Lair without waiting for the Balrog Ragnaros to go crazy.

In theory, this order is wrong.

In practice, this is not an option.

First of all, Nefarian and Ragnaros are naturally at odds, and there is no possibility of joining forces.

Secondly, it's good for them to line up and jump out one by one, but no matter which one the alliance attacks, there is a possibility that the other one will jump out and backstab, but they don't know who to backstab.

In the end, due to the existence of [Devil's Soul], McDonnell had the confidence to quickly attack Blackwing's Nest.

Throne Council.

McDonald declared:
"The Horde has no time to attack the Alliance now. Taking this opportunity, I decided to divide the strong and elite troops of the Alliance into two. One part is to beware of the Balrog Ragnaros who created today's Burning Plains and Scorching Canyon, and the other part follows I attacked [Black Wing Lair] where the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian is. I know that fighting on two fronts is dangerous, but we have no choice. Fortunately, I have full confidence to deal with Nefarian, all that is needed is a time difference. Please Everyone must contribute their own strength!"

After the words fell, the leaders of the alliance nodded one after another.

"agree!"

"Yes!"

"This evil black dragon must be defeated!"

Sneaking into the Kingdom of Stormwind, one of the core of the alliance, almost subverted the entire country, and Nefarian declared war on the alliance in a substantial sense.

His lair is in Black Rock Mountain. If he doesn't attack him, the royal families of Wrynn and Bronzebeard won't be able to sleep peacefully in the future.

Now that the leaders have unanimously approved, McDonald can assign tasks.

"For the Balrog side, the main thing is to be on guard. His Majesty Magni Bronzebeard is in charge of the western front of the Scorching Canyon, and His Excellency Ronin is in charge. The eastern front of the Burning Plains is Alsace's partner Kaelsa. It's done. The army should not be close to the ten-kilometer radius of the Molten Core for the time being, so as not to stimulate Ragnaros in advance."

Magni, and the two idiots who used the magic mirror to connect remotely nodded at the same time.

(End of this chapter)