Menethil's Power

Chapter 137 Welcome to New Lordaeron
The middle of the southern continent, the Burning Plains, and the Blackrock Tower.

Built by the Dark Iron Dwarves inside Blackrock Mountain, it is a solid fortress comparable to Ironforge. Since the arrival of the Horde, it has never returned to its builder's control. Doomhammer regards this place as an important place with its keen military vision. Stronghold, after the defeat of the tribe for several years, the accepted alliance has little interest in this place. The Dark Iron Dwarves thought they had a chance to break out of the Blackrock Abyss, but at this time there was a new visitor to the Blackrock Mountain.

A dragon, a black dragon that could not be driven away easily even with the power of the Fire Demon King, he gathered a group of defeated orcs as thugs, and then occupied the entire surface structure of the Blackstone Tower in an extremely unceremonious manner.And always plotting the underground Blackstone Abyss.Since then, the fire element and the black dragon have started a back-and-forth battle, and it will continue until some interveners appear.

A group of orcs were panting and pulling a huge flatbed truck. Their job was not coolies, but cooks.Cooking is an easy job in most cases, but if the object of service is a dragon, it is another matter.

On this huge "dining plate" that can barely be pulled by a dozen orcs is a huge wild boar whose skin has been roasted to a golden color. The fat flowed from the skin of the roasted pig, forming two ruts with a strong smell behind the iron-clad flatbed cart, causing the chained wolves to howl.

This giant mutated volcanic wild boar, which has lived for at least a hundred years, had been living freely in the northwestern part of the Burning Plain. At this time, it finally got the home that a pig should have. In a sense, it can be considered complete.

But how to cook it into cooked food has made the orc cooks very troubled. Barbecue is the main way for orcs to process food, but no orc cook will try to roast pillow grons or other large creatures. First, the fire source That's the problem, but fortunately, the black dragon army and the fire elementals are having a little friction from time to time, so it's not too difficult to solve.

After using dozens of elemental cores from the Molten Giants and the Sons of Flame, the orc cooks managed to get the giant porkchop to medium-rare as best they could.What's more, Master Long hates eating minced meat more than half-cooked.

The team of orc waiters had to spend a lot of effort to deliver this "dish" to the master while it was still steaming. The black dragon who had been feigning sleep opened its golden vertical pupils and sniffed carefully. Smell the "good meal" in front of you.

The orcs retreated silently, without any other actions or words. After all, no one wanted to add an orc salad to the menu for the dragon.Without any special expression from the giant dragon, they bowed continuously, and then left quickly like Meng Dahe.

The black dragon began to eat, using its sharp claws and fangs to tear apart the flesh of the food. This was the most barbaric way of eating, but the black dragon lacked an elegant and delicate feeling, and was very leisurely...a lady.

"My dear sister, judging from your appetite, you seem to be recovering well." A black-haired and black-eyed human youth nobleman walked out of the darkness, with a cynical smile on his mouth.He's tall, good-looking, and doesn't seem threatening.But of course an ordinary human will not appear here, so his identity is ready to be revealed, the Lord of the Blackrock Spire, the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian.

Deathwing, who pursues power, has long lost any warm emotion in his heart. He regards his few relatives as subordinates and servants with high trust, but this is not the case among his heirs. The relationship between them is quite good, which is why Onyxia crossed half a continent to seek help from her brother after being injured, instead of going to the closer Lordaeron to seek her father's asylum.

Onyxia concentrated on eating and did not answer her brother's words.Nefarian stepped forward, "Seeing how delicious your food is, I'm hungry." He drew out his sword and aimed at the hind leg of the roast pig, "May I have some?"

Onyxia immediately stopped eating, and looked at Nefarian with a cold gaze that contained threats, hostility, and anger. Nefarian immediately raised his hands and surrendered, "It's all yours, it's all yours!" of."

He said that with a doting smile in his eyes.

Onyxia snorted coquettishly, and turned her head to continue with her dinner. Nefarian lazily leaned against the smooth wall made of obsidian, "What should I say, Oni? Now that you have recovered from your injuries, follow our instructions According to the instructions of the great father, you should now go to the Kingdom of Stormwind, which will bring disaster to the country and the people—" He deliberately lengthened the ending.

Princess Black Dragon didn't seem to care about her brother's ridicule at all, "I don't want to go to the south for now." She replied.

"Amazing!" Nefarian clapped his hands in praise, "The good girl Oni, who has always been obedient to her father, even has rebellious moments, but I need to remind you, my dear sister, you have to think about how to explain it to your father. Yet?"

"I didn't disobey his orders." Onyxia, who had finished eating, flickered for a while, and transformed from a dragon form into a glamorous countess who charmed all beings. "Mortals are stupid after all, and it's easy to confuse them. So a moment's delay won't affect it." She lifted her waist leisurely, revealing her beautiful figure.

"And here." She looked towards the crimson sky in the north, a faint flame of excitement ignited in her eyes, "A good show is about to begin, and according to my hunch, it will greatly affect the fate of this world, why don't we participate in it, How about getting what we want?"

The most important thing is the artifact, she said in her heart, the artifact that determines the fate of the dragon, if she gets it, she can control all the dragons to compete with her father, and even become the queen of the entire dragon clan... …

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The Great Sea, The Lost Isles, New Lordaeron Port.

From a wild land to today's beginning to take shape.The port of New Lordaeron has already docked hundreds of ships, most of which are goblin transport ships of the MacDonald Company, and it is rare to see large ships larger than cruisers.

However, today it ushered in a mighty guest, a battleship equipped with at least a hundred artillery pieces. The goblin pilot at the port put down the binoculars in his hand and resisted the urge to sound the alarm, because the emerald green flag of the other party Show that it is not an enemy.

"Gold coins are on the top, that big guy can turn this port into ruins in an instant." He muttered, but still signaled to the other party to stop confirming his identity.

The battleship cooperated surprisingly. After a cumbersome process, it finally docked on the pier. The wooden ladder was lowered, and a handsome young man stepped down. He looked less than 30 years old and was dressed in neat dark green. Navy uniform, the star on the shoulder is extremely dazzling.

He looked around for a small and medium-sized port that seemed a little crowded when a battleship was docked, and finally his eyes fell on a boy who was headed by a group of welcoming staff. The boy had wheat-colored hair and was wearing a small formal suit, trying to look immature. With a serious expression on his face, it looks quite cute.

A smile appeared on the young man's face, "Let me guess, you are the little prince Alsace who heroically opened up the territory for Lordaeron." He took off his white gloves, and Elsace palms together.

"It's a great honor to meet you, Your Highness Prince Derek of Kul Tiras." Alsace said with the appearance of a young adult. Strictly speaking, this is his first official diplomatic mission, not to mention that the other party is still Jaina's eldest brother, he naturally wants to make a good impression on the other party.

"Where's that guy Isaacs?" Derek looked around again, but he didn't see the figure of the eldest prince. "Could it be that he invited me here in such a hurry, but he couldn't do it even if he came to greet me in person?" He scolded with a smile .

Isaacs?Alsace's expression suddenly became a little weird. His elder brother was doing some kiss-me-me things in the private residence of a pretty little pastor.When Alsace came, he secretly saw Partress crying on his shoulder, but this situation obviously cannot be told truthfully to Derek, after all, it is related to the image of the country, and it will make the other party feel slighted.

"He's dealing with confidential affairs, and he really can't get away." The little prince said vaguely, and quickly changed the subject, "This new territory is called New Landain, and Isaacs and I have poured all our efforts into it. I don't know. Would His Royal Highness Drake be willing to take a tour?"

"Extremely happy." Derek said without thinking but sincerely, he suddenly winked at Elsas, "Since everyone has the same status, there is no need to follow that set of hypocritical It's a matter of etiquette, after all, we've heard too many 'His Royal Highness' from other people, why don't you just call me Derek."

Apparently, the character of this Kul Tiras prince was quite similar to his sister, which quickly made Arthas develop a good impression of him.

Derek followed behind Arthas, followed by a group of Kul Tiras entourage.Lordaeron has never shown much interest in the ocean. Except for a small-scale immigration to Northrend for a period of time, it has never developed any unowned islands. If Derek remembers correctly, This should be Lordaeron's first overseas colony.

Prince Kul Tiras paid attention to what he saw and heard calmly. Obviously, this port city is still in the development stage, and there are not many civilians at present, but what makes Erik feel interesting is that he saw You can only see the sights in goblin cities like Booty Bay and Gadgetzan, multi-race mercenaries and adventurers, goblin machinery with loud noises everywhere, and a seemingly chaotic but stable order.

Suddenly there was a dull sound in the distance, and then flames rose from a hillside not far from the city in sight, and the Kul Tirans immediately became alert. The sound of this explosion was too loud for them. familiar.

"Don't be nervous." Alsace said calmly, "It's just that the aiming system of the Blizzard company's test machine has a problem again." As soon as he finished speaking, a swift purple-black figure suddenly passed by them. It was a vigorous and elegant night saber, which once again aroused everyone's exclamation.

"That's the night elf druid Elsie Moonsong. She just went to deal with the accident and fined Blizzard." Alsace explained again helplessly, saying that these druids, Alsace had to admire his brother's ability to speak up once again. He successfully made these druids give up the usual violent law enforcement and replaced them with soft punishment measures such as fines.

"You mean, that's a night elf druid?" Derek showed a different interest. As far as he knows, there must be an irreconcilable relationship between druids who love nature and goblins who are used to greedy and plundering natural resources. However, at this time they actually coexist harmoniously in the same city, which is really strange, and only the magical Great Prince of Lordaeron seems to have this ability.

Alsace nodded and led the crowd to continue walking forward, he was getting impatient.They soon saw a group of Pygmy laborers hurrying on their way. These short guys were holding short tools and were connected with each other by ropes. This was a means to prevent the native slaves from escaping. Derek still knew about this, after all Kul Tiras conquered quite a few islands, but what surprised him was that the overseer who moved freely and kept drawing slaves was also a Pygmy.

Using the same race to oppress the same race?Aren't you afraid that they will collude and rebel?Derek was puzzled, so he asked Alsace his question.

The curious baby is a rather annoying creature, but Alsace had to deal with it patiently, "Isaacs said that every race has corrupt and weak-willed individuals, and they are the best to use." The prince shrugged and said: "We find these pygmies and give them superior material enjoyment and great rights to manage their own race, which is enough to make them loyal to us. On the one hand, they will be more and more isolated by the hatred of the same race. On the other hand, In order to maintain material comfort and power, they will do anything to show their loyalty to us."

Alsace paused for a moment, and then continued: "Of course, this is because their rights are completely dependent on our support. If they manage to obtain independent rights, then there will be another way to deal with it."

Derek sucked in a breath of cold air. Although this knowledge was rough and simple, it was really amazing to say it from a 13-year-old boy.God, Isaacs, what have you taught him.

Alsace looked at the mechanical watch in his hand, guessing that his elder brother should have finished talking with Partress, "Okay, everyone, the visit is over for now," my elder brother should have finished and must focus He must be very much looking forward to seeing you now.He said to a crowd of Kul Tirans.

(End of this chapter)