My Rebirth and the Strange Adventure of Black Zhen

"I'm sorry, Master Bronk. If I, Dalgerwen, hadn't exposed the identity of the Dreadlord, I would have been able to learn some important secrets of the Alliance."

The dreadlord Dalgerwen, kneeling on the ground, kowtowed repeatedly to show his loyalty to Bronk.

Bronk, who did not take into account the teacher-student relationship between Alliance Prince Anduin Wrynn and the leader of the Alliance's Draenei race, underestimated the overall strength of the Alliance.

If the Alliance did not have top combat power, the Horde would have dominated the world of Azeroth long ago.

The experience of almost overturning the car just now was a perfect lesson.

"The mission carried out by the Dreadlord Dalgwen is related to whether we can contain the Alliance. There are many experts in the Alliance. Even if I disguise myself as Zhou Zhuo, a famous scholar and archaeologist from the continent of Pandaria, I can't avoid mistakes."

Bronk's consolation made the Dreadlord Dal'Gerven feel even more guilty. "As a member of the Nazrezim clan, I actually failed in the infiltration mission. This is really a disgrace to the racial advantages of the Nazrezim."

Using the magical connection between servants and masters, Leah Blackjean, who had returned to Shili Village, took the initiative to contact Bronk.

"Since you have already escaped from the alliance territory, why don't you return to Shili Village? Do you have to wait for me to tell you to return before you return to Shili Village?"

If an average person who is not familiar with the relationship between Blanche and Leah Black-Jane saw this scene, they would definitely think that it was the woman at home calling her husband to come home early.

The kneeling Dreadlord Dargwin used teleportation magic to teleport Bronk and the Dreadlord Dargwin to Leah Blackjean's room in Stoneplow Village.

"The internal injuries haven't healed yet, why don't you go get treatment quickly?"

The dreadlord Dalgwen, who seemed to have been pardoned, kowtowed to Blanque and Leah Blackzhen respectively, and then dragged himself out of Leah Blackzhen's room.

"According to the information from Countess Liadrin and General Nazgrim, all the warriors who fought against the Lich King experienced death. After the battle, only you, Bronk, successfully resurrected the great hero of the Alliance, Tirion Fordring."

Leah Heizhen stared into Blanck's eyes and spread out two reports on the desk.

"Everything has a price. Ever since I was resurrected by the great hero of the Alliance, Tirion Fordring, I have lost the system."

"Without the protection of the system, you become the same as ordinary Forsaken. The decay of your body drives you to find a way to achieve immortality."

Under the gaze of Leah Blackzhen, Bronk slowly walked to the desk.

At this time, the moonlight shone through the window onto Leah Heizhen.

"If I hadn't looked closely, I would have thought it was Jeanne d'Arc, the Judge."

Liya Heizhen frowned and knocked on the desk. "If you want to change the subject, you should find a better reason. Why compare me with that saint who saved the nation?"

After moving the chair away and sitting down, Bronk put his arms on the edge of the desk and crossed his fingers.

"It was beautiful to look at, so I said that subconsciously."

Hearing Blanck's praise, Leah Heizhen was very excited, but she still put on a serious expression on the surface.

"According to the report given to me by General Nazgrim, you once exchanged a large amount of gold coins and the silver dawn emblem that symbolizes glory for the Red Dragon Orb."

"Without the Red Dragon Orb, my jaw would have turned to dust. I had to do it to survive."

Leah Blackzhen held her cheek with her left hand, and manipulated the magic power with her right hand to form two palms, flipping through the reports of Countess Liadrin and General Nazgrim.

"What kind of enemy makes you so wary? To the point where you want to rely on the tribe and promote the mass production of Red Dragon Orbs and Holy Light Storage Crystals to improve the overall combat effectiveness of the tribe."

"Perhaps the Horde alone is not enough to combat the enemies and potential enemies of the Shadowlands. I am preparing for the worst."

Recalling what Bronk had said not long ago when he put pressure on Dark Queen Sylvanas, the leader of the Forsaken race, Leah Black Zhen guessed that the person who secretly bewitched Dark Queen Sylvanas, the leader of the Forsaken race, came from the Shadow Realm.

"Without your intervention, Bronk, not only would Garrosh, the current chieftain of the Horde, end up in disgrace, but the leader of the Forsaken race, Dark Queen Sylvanas, would also turn evil."

"That's right. According to the plot of the game, Garrosh, the current chieftain of the tribe, and Sylvanas, the dark queen who is the leader of the Forsaken race, have brought terrible disasters to the tribe and the world of Azeroth. It is difficult for me to survive without the system, unless I cooperate with the Eternal Dragon."

Knowing that both bronze dragons and eternal dragons have the ability to travel through time and space, Leah Blackzhen questioned, "What unique things can eternal dragons offer?"

"No, it's a question of stance. The Eternal Dragon is pursuing a fixed doomsday ending of death."

Blanche's answer made Leah Blackjean even more confused.

"Aren't you, who tries every possible way to stay alive, and the Eternal Dragon, who seeks death, at odds with each other?"

"Death is a state for some creatures. As long as there are backup plans in the Shadow Realm, dying once in front of the Eternal Dragon is not unacceptable."

Considering that Liya Black Zhen didn't know the information about the Shadow Realm, Bronk took out a pen and paper and drew two circles on the paper.

"The world of Azeroth is equivalent to this smaller circle. The larger circle is equivalent to the Shadow Realm. As long as my soul hides in the Shadow Realm, even if the world of Azeroth disappears completely, I can transfer to another safe world through the Shadow Realm."

"With the Red Dragon Orbs and Holy Light Storage Crystals you have collected, you can successfully rebuild your body in another safe world. However, the bronze dragon will consume a huge part of its power to resist the doomsday of death, and it is definitely impossible for it to generate Red Dragon Orbs for you."

After looking Blanche up and down, Leah Heizhen came to a conclusion.

"Since you are a Forsaken race, Bronk, your body cannot be preserved by Holy Light energy alone. That's why you considered cooperating with the Eternal Dragon."

"Let me correct you. It's not that my body can't bear the Holy Light energy, but that my spirit can't bear a large amount of Holy Light energy."

Bronk, who projected the image of the Naaru, added, "There are life forms in the entire starry sky that are completely formed by the energy of the Holy Light. The Naaru is one of the representatives. As long as the Holy Light energy is enough, you can even turn the Dreadlord, the Nazrezim, into a glowing giant bat."

"Ahem, hehe." Leah Blackzhen resisted the urge to laugh. "You mean the dreadlord Dargwen is always on like a street lamp?"

"There is indeed no Holy Light form of the Dreadlord in Azeroth at present. If you have the chance to go to Argus, the base of the Burning Legion, in the future, I promise you will see it."

Seeing Blank's solemn promise, Leah Blackzhen chose to believe him.

"Okay, got it. Let's talk about the promotion of the Pandaren's secret medicine."