Menethil's Power

Chapter 119 How dare you challenge Deathwing's daughter!

"It's me." With a deep voice, a burly orc walked fearlessly through the grass lit by Onyxia's dragon breath, and came out of the darkness, "I am Varok Saurfang, Brox's brother."

Saurfang's arms trembled faintly. It was obvious that the throw just now, which was enough to injure an adult dragon, not only consumed a lot of physical strength, but also strained his muscles to a certain extent.But under the light of the fire, his face did not show the slightest fear or doubt.

Jaina, who was watching secretly from behind the carriage, couldn't help opening her mouth wide in surprise. This clever little girl pulled Arthas into hiding when Onyxia appeared, "My God! It's that orc Father!" she exclaimed in a low voice, tugging at Alsace's sleeve.

"Who?" Alsace didn't realize it for a while, the little prince didn't have much impression on the episode at Fiddlestone, and besides, in his eyes, the orcs almost all looked alike, and it was hard to tell them apart.

"The father of the orc baby we rescued at Fiddlestone," Jaina whispered.

Alsace suddenly realized, but then he exclaimed, "What?" The little prince's mind has gradually become complete, and he is very clear about what the presence of this orc means here, and the Fiddlestone Camp is obviously more than auspicious.

And its downfall should have happened right after they left.

Isaacs thought much more than Alsace for a moment. The name Varok Saurfang has extraordinary meaning. He will leave a strong mark in the history of Azeroth, whether it is Whether he served as the general commander of the War of Quicksand, or led the tribal soldiers to crusade against the Lich King, or the guarantee of righteousness against Garrosh, he can all be called the hero of Azeroth. '

No wonder Isaacs felt familiar when he saw him in Fiddlestone. You must know that he was once fatally attacked in Quel'Thalas. Presumably it was Varok's brother Brox.

The only warrior in Azeroth who ever wounded Sargeras.

Isaacs couldn't help scolding himself, he was still lacking in vigilance, he should have guessed his identity in Fiddlestone, but not only did he not recognize the big guy, but he foolishly saved his wife and son .

Wait a minute, Isaacs still vaguely remembers that in the original timeline, Saurfang had only one son, Dranosh, and according to the original plot development, this boy with a family heirloom will participate in the Northern Expedition to Northrend and fight in the battle of Scourgegate In a very arrogant attempt to single out the Lich King.

This is of course very ridiculous, Alsace finished him with a sword, and took away his body.Little Saurfang appeared again in Icecrown Citadel. He had become a death knight and raised his weapon mercilessly against his father.

This is an out-and-out tragedy, about the redemption of the father and son and the salvation of the soul.This is the abomination of natural disasters. It will cruelly and indifferently trample on all the warmth between living beings.

"My son has already died in the Wrathgate, and I just came to take his body away." These words once touched Isaacs in his previous life a lot. Sarah, who sent his son back to the grave with his own hands, Ruffal was exhausted physically and mentally, and had to withdraw from the battle of Icecrown Citadel halfway.

The plot summary ends here, and Isaacs can already confirm that the pregnant woman of Fiddstone should have died of dystocia, but now the mother and child are safe, and Dranosh has an extra brother for nothing, and all this is because of his variable. It was inadvertently facilitated, and what kind of experience and role this little orc will play in the new tribe in the future is still unknown.

Butterfly effect, nothing more.

But this is not the time to care about these and whether Fiddlestone is still intact. Isaacs can at least confirm the good news that Saurfang should not be the enemy, at least not now.

As if to confirm Isaacs' thoughts, there was a sudden commotion from behind the Lordaeron envoys, and a group of new orcs suddenly rushed out, their skins were still emerald green.

The armor of these orcs was quite broken and simple, and their weapons were various, but they had sufficient numbers and maintained strong morale, enough to easily overwhelm the envoys.

This made Reinhardt immediately think of the overwhelming green wave a few years ago, "Ready to fight!" His voice was slightly altered, and the strong man subconsciously wanted to prop up the barrier.

However, Isaacs stopped him, "Don't show too obvious hostility, their target should not be us!"

As Isaacs said, these orc motley troops apparently brought by Saurfang seemed to completely ignore dozens of humans. They let out a roar, and then collided with those black dragonmen and orcs without fear. Together.

The scene was extremely chaotic. As the commander of the escort, Reinhardt made the most correct choice. He ordered the soldiers to form a defensive formation around the carriage, declaring a neutral attitude.

This situation is so similar, it is like a replica of the Silverpine Forest attack, but this time it should not encounter a devastating blow again, Isaacs looked at Onyxia who was prostrate on the ground, this female dragon must Get rid of it as soon as possible, and never give her a chance to return to the sky and take a deep breath.

"You stay here to prevent possible attacks, and provide me with some magic support when necessary." Isaacs turned around and ordered. After thinking about it, the whole team seemed to have the ability to deal with the adult dragon head-on. Others Except for Reinhardt who can fight head-on a few times, being within 20 meters of the dragon is tantamount to asking for death.

He could feel Paltress' worried gaze, and he couldn't help pinching the girl's little hand habitually, "Don't worry, when did I do something that I wasn't sure about?" He couldn't help smiling, and his expression suddenly became serious again Get up, "Their safety is in your hands, Valeera."

"Leave it to me." The female elf thief who had already entered stealth replied in a low voice.

Isaacs nodded reassuringly. He felt his blood gradually burning. This can be said to be the most meaningful battle since he came to Azeroth. The human prince and the tribal king put aside their prejudices and joined hands to fight against the beautiful and evil black dragon princess , It is simply a magnificent epic! ,
Although the dragon is powerful, it does not mean that it cannot be defeated. What's more, Onyxia's current situation is not good. She was injured and temporarily lost the advantage of flying. According to Isaacs' estimation, Saxa Ruffal should be about the same strength as the instructor Razubios at this time, that is, he has not reached the epic level, but has a combat power that is not weaker than the epic level.

This means that if one is not careful, Onyxia's head may hang on the top of Lordaeron's royal city early.

Isaacs began to charge, and at the same time the scripture flipped, and a graceful figure made of golden energy appeared. The Valkyrie Arturia gracefully flapped her wings and galloped away at a much faster speed than Isaacs.

Looking at the female dragon getting closer, Isaacs suddenly couldn't control his thoughts, wondering if Onyxia in the real world would drop a rein similar to Onyxia or a baby Onyxia These things, he thought wildly.

This absurd idea was quickly overturned by Isaacs. He knew that the most likely similar situation would be to find a few immature or nearly mature dragon eggs in Onyxia's ovaries, and at most they could only be made into eggs. specimen, or simply eat a meal of fried rice with eggs.

The black dragon princess was very angry at this time, but she didn't know that someone had arranged her as an ordinary female reptile in her heart, and the source of her anger was the orc in front of her.

For an adult dragon, being shot down is a great shame, but for Onyxia, a noble princess of the black dragon clan, she has never suffered such a serious injury since she was an adult, so the little female dragon is very sad. He was so angry that he wished he could eat Saurfang in one bite.

"Varok Saurfang, you once rejected our good intentions, and now you are arrogantly trying to be our enemy!" Onyxia roared almost madly: "I really can't believe your stupidity ! You actually want to fight me with the greatest enemy of the orcs!"

Saurfang calmly held the giant silver double-edged battle ax in his hand. As a warrior of his own, of course he would not only prepare one weapon, "The hatred between humans and orcs cannot be resolved. This is a fact. They defeated us. , but at least it used honorable methods and gave most of the orcs a chance to survive, while you," she narrowed her eyes, "are trying to destroy the orcs."

He slowly raised his battle axe, the skull decoration between the blades was shining with a frightening cold light, "Don't think that I don't know what you black lizards are doing, you have been bewitching my compatriots everywhere for the past few years , trying to enslave my race and turn them into monsters like you!"

Yes, the black-skinned orcs brought by Onyxia are stronger and more violent. They even have the characteristics of reptiles to varying degrees, including clawed limbs and scales on the skin.

They are becoming draconians.

"Stupid mortals! This is a gift from the higher races! We give you freedom, and let you have a stronger body and a longer lifespan, and you think this is a kind of corruption?" Onyxia said. Somewhat unbelievable.

"No matter how you whitewash, you can't change your ugly face." He raised the battle ax high, and struck at Onyxia with lightning speed, "Die! Orcs will never be slaves!! "

Oni, who has temporarily lost her ability to fly, is quite inconvenient to move around. When her strength is not dominant and her scale armor is useless, her huge size becomes a burden instead. Saurfang is confident that this ax can at least Cut off one of the female dragon's claws, and chopped her into a puddle of minced meat within half an hour.

However, this inevitable ax did not achieve any effect. A large crimson sword suddenly appeared in the path of the tomahawk. With a crisp sound, a small piece of the tomahawk made of magic iron appeared. gap.

An orc who was even taller and stronger than Varok stepped into the battle. His dragon humanization was quite serious, his face was already covered with a fine layer of spiritual tablets, and he also had a small one-horn on his forehead.

However, his facial features were still very obvious, so Saurfang recognized him, "It turned out to be you, McKinsey," a sneer was drawn at the corner of the orc king's mouth, "Why, are you shamefully working with that idiot Reid?" After betraying the great chief, you found a new master so quickly?"

Makins didn't care about the irony in Saurfang's words at all, a smug smile appeared on his horny face, "Smart people will always find the most suitable way out, only fools will be immersed in the past, Saurfang Ruffal, unfortunately you belong to the latter, and you are also the most hopeless kind.",

He waved the big red sword, "Look, this is the weapon that the master gave me, which is far more powerful than those magic iron trash, and my body." He hammered his chest hard, "Impossible? I'm far stronger than you now! Horde warrior Varok Saurfang will die tragically at the hands of the wild Makins! It would be a perfect story!"

King Saurfang snorted disdainfully, "Even if a coward gains great power, he cannot change his cowardly nature." He attacked again without hesitation, "You wagged your tail and begged your master for these gifts, Let me tell you now how vulnerable this false power is!"

It was too fast, and Makins, who was shocked, only had time to block the great sword horizontally, but he still couldn't help taking a few steps back. A strange shock was transmitted from the battle ax to the blood-red great sword. After absorbing most of the epic weapons, McKinsey almost lost his grasp of the weapons.
Damn it!Makins immediately broke out in cold sweat. He underestimated Saurfang's strength, just like he underestimated Doomhammer's strength back then. However, he didn't have time to think too much, because Saurfang's Thunderbolt The blow strikes again.

"Well done, McKinsey! You will get the reward you deserve!" Onyxia tried her best to encourage McKinsey's fighting spirit, so that this destined to be discarded chess piece can play more residual heat, and started the treatment For her own injury, she cast a spell, and hot magma began to emerge, gradually covering her wound.

In just two minutes, she thought, in just two minutes, she can recover her flying ability and return to the sky. At that time, this damn orc warrior can't threaten herself, and wants to use a throwing weapon to attack a defenseless and maintaining an absolute altitude. Dragon, that's a fool's dream,

I want to turn this place into scorched earth!Even if it is discovered by those human mages, it will not hesitate!Onyxia thought fiercely that this was the first task her father entrusted to her. She thought she would be sure, but she didn't expect to fall into such a big setback.

This made Oni feel a little bit wronged in her heart. She really didn't understand that she had to go through such a lot of trouble and encounter all kinds of unexpected situations to solve a kid who was not a hero.

The hot lava healed the black dragon princess's injuries and supplemented her physical strength. This healing spell, which is unique to black dragons and only effective on black dragons, has amazing effects. Oni's aura has become stronger at an astonishing speed.

However, accidents always happened at the most critical moment. Suddenly, a golden light flew over and hit Onyxia's wound very precisely. Lava splashed, and the black dragon princess raised her head to the sky and let out a painful roar.

A great anger welled up in her heart. Onyxia was very familiar with this breath. She knew that this was the ultimate goal of her mission, but the other party was so rampant that it came to her door automatically.

What a dead end!

(End of this chapter)