Crossing the Other World: My Warcraft System

"Pain!"

"Ding!"

"clang!"

"suffering!"

"Ding!"

"Bang!"

"My hatred burns in the abyss!"

"Ho! Ah!"

Waves of painful and hateful roars came from the depths of the cave.

Garin and his two companions tried to pass the goblins and drogbar to reach Deathwing's location. There were many slaves of the black dragon in the cave, and they were almost hit several times by the reckless goblins transporting ore. Fortunately, the three of them were very strong and reacted quickly to avoid being exposed from their stealth state.

However, close observation also allowed Garin to see the resentment on the faces of these drogbar and goblin slaves.

Deathwing's horrific exploitation and oppression have made these slaves dissatisfied, and perhaps these slaves can take advantage of it.

Soon, they saw the figure of the Black Dragon King!

What a horrible body!

The originally huge body was covered with hideous wounds and cracks. This was because Deathwing had forcefully integrated the power of the dragon soul. As a result, his body could not contain such a huge amount of energy and was directly blown up.

At this time, these drogbar slaves were nailing the newly made adamantium armor onto Deathwing, trying to use a layer of exoskeleton to stabilize his body.

"Roar!"

Every time a drogbar slave pulls the chain, a large pendulum hammers against the armor plate, tightening the fit of the armor to the body.

However, the process of installing the refined gold armor is quite painful, as the armor is directly nailed into the body.

Jialin respected him as a man who was tough on himself.

At this time, there was no blood left in Deathwing's body, and what flowed out was hot magma. The goblins on the ground would be submerged in the magma and turned into charcoal if they were not careful.

"Why did you stop! Damn bugs! Roar!"

"Master...master!"

A goblin who looked like an engineer came tremblingly to Deathwing and said with a look of fear: "Only two pieces of armor have been completed so far. The other piece needs to cool down. Please give us more time, great master!"

"I was hoping for a stronger armor plate than before! All you've given me is miserable failure!"

Deathwing recalled how he had tried to seize the Dragon Soul not long ago. He almost succeeded, but if the armor on his body had not been strong enough, it would have been shattered by Sargeras with a single blow. At this moment, he would have already held the Dragon Soul in his arms!

The goblin engineer nodded desperately, and then said as if to take credit: "Great Master, this time the metal ratio is the best! It is stronger than steel! It can withstand impacts, and at the same time it is as light as a feather!"

Deathwing moved his body gently at this time, as if he was feeling the armor plate on his body.

Yes, it is indeed much lighter than the previous batch.

Deathwing looked at the second armor plate that was still emitting red light with a fanatical expression, and his breathing became rapid.

"It's not enough, I need more!" Deathwing hoped that his armor would be completed soon so that he could go out and do things.

"Master, we don't have enough manpower!"

"Aren't there a lot of minotaurs outside? They are the best slaves!"

"Yes, master, I will issue the arrest order later!" said the goblin engineer cautiously.

"Go ahead and put this one on for me too, I can't wait for it to be where it belongs!"

"But, great master, it needs to be cooled further. The remaining heat in the armor plate will only increase the pressure on you, and the bolts are already overheated! They are easily deformed..."

"I said it! Now!"

Deathwing roared angrily, and a powerful airflow blew out of the dragon's mouth, and the goblin engineer was blown so hard that he could hardly open his eyes.

"Yes, Master! No problem! Master!"

The goblin engineer has been able to survive until now under the hands of the capricious Deathwing. He is an expert at reading people's expressions and will do whatever his master says. Even if his master is wrong, he will follow his orders, otherwise his life will be in danger.

"Move, move quickly, the master needs you."

"Transportation team, put on the armor plates!"

"Hammer team, get ready!"

"Where are the bolts? Hurry up and hoist them over here so we can fix them!"

Under the command of the goblin engineer, the surrounding goblins and drogbars immediately started moving. The goblins were the equipment operators and the drogbars were the porters, each taking their position.

The second piece of armor plate, which had not yet cooled down, was hung back and forth by iron chains, and finally stuck to Deathwing's right rib, directly covering the two huge cracks.

"what!"

Deathwing let out a sigh of satisfaction, as if the armor plates were like giant branding irons.

How perverted.

Garin thought to himself, glancing up and down at Smegos beside him, as if to say, I didn't expect you to be so perverted!

Smegos had an innocent look on his face. To be honest, his memory of the tens of thousands of years he had been corrupted was already very vague, as if he had lost his mind at the time.

"Very good! The armor has been successfully attached! Prepare to secure the first bolt!"

The goblin engineer's shrill voice brought Galin and Smegos back to their senses.

"High Lord, we must stop the installation of this second piece of armor. The more firmly Deathwing's body is fixed, the more difficult he will be to deal with!"

Hu En also came back to his senses from the shock at this time. He agreed with the guide's words. If the Black Dragon King was not dealt with, he and his servants would attack their own people next!

"Hurry up, Garin, it's almost too late!" Hu En had already seen a bolt as thick and long as his thigh being lifted up and about to be installed!

"Then act, Hurn, you and I will deal with the dead black dragon king, Smegoth, you go find the hammer of Khaz'goroth!"

After Garin finished speaking, he took out a weapon similar to a harpoon gun from his backpack. This was a spare grappling hook produced when Gruul was transformed.

"Huen, I will use this weapon to aim at that piece of armor plate, and then you will be responsible for pulling it, and we will peel it off the Black Dragon King!"

"Okay! No problem!" As for brute force, Hu En said he was good at it.

There are round holes around the armor plate. Garin estimated that there would be more than a dozen studs on one armor plate. No wonder the Deathwing tendon was so difficult to break in later generations. The flesh and the huge studs had grown into one piece, so it would be difficult to peel them off.

Deathwing's body was huge, and the ups and downs of his body caused by every breath he took made it difficult for the goblins to calibrate their body.

It took them a long time to find a round hole in the armor and slide the bolt in to secure it!

"Now! Launch!"

Bang!