"boom!"
A huge black shadow suddenly flew out from the door of Black Wing Blood Ring at the top of Black Rock Mountain, and swirled from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.
Fortunately, the black dragon's body was strong enough and Nefarian did not kill him.
Although the adult black dragon, whose whole body was scorched black and suffered fall damage, was seriously injured, his life was not in danger.
After driving away the uninvited guests who disturbed his mind, Nefarian returned to his human form with an expressionless expression. He stood there in silence for a while before turning back to the experimental table and starting to work again.
"Are you kidnapping my left and right hands by force... Ha~ Although the method is a bit simple and crude, you can still be considered qualified."
"Then, what will you do after knowing the truth? Let me wait and see."
…
After knocking out Bartosz, Sarlayan and his party quickly escaped from the Blackwing Lair through the open window of the throne room.
Nefarian's lieutenant was beaten unconscious and abducted in public by unknown intruders. The black dragon clan, which has occupied the upper reaches of Blackstone Mountain for many years, has never suffered such humiliation.
For a long period of time, even if Nefarian himself did not say a word, the excited black dragons would spontaneously go out to search for the whereabouts of Bartosz.
No mortal is willing to face the angry black dragon.
In order to avoid causing trouble to the Bronzebeard dwarves, Sarlayan did not fly in the direction of the desolate land, but turned and flew west toward the sea.
With the blessing of the wind element given by Sunderland, the darling of the wind, Sarlayan and his team flew much faster than normal.
They passed through the still-rebuilding Stormwind City port from the air and headed south, bypassing the barren western wilderness, and finally landed in the middle of the jungle of Stranglethorn Vale with dense vegetation.
After a long tug-of-war, the jungle troll civil war in Stranglethorn Valley has entered a relatively stable stage.
The coalition of small clans led by Darkspear, Skull and Bloodtop, who had no choice but to join forces, and the overlord clan Gurubashi who still guarded the capital Zul'Gurub.
The three forces have reached a delicate balance in the northern part of Stranglethorn Valley, restricting each other, and no one dares to send troops at will.
In comparison, the Darkspear clan, whose core territory is located in the south of Stranglethorn Valley, has a greater advantage. The Skull, Bloodscalp and Gurubashi clans, who had previously broken heads with each other, have a faint tendency to cooperate against the enemy.
Under the hard-working rule of Darkspear Chief Senjin, the combined forces of the small clans with Darkspear as the core developed rapidly.
The Blackwater Pirates of Booty Bay belong to the Steamwheedle Consortium. Sarlayan has long signed a cooperation agreement with the Trade Prince of Steamwheedle. Booty Bay's continued provision of living materials, weapons and armor to the Darkspear Trolls is part of the agreement between the two parties.
With sufficient supplies, Sen'jin and Vol'jin lived up to Sharlayan's expectations.
Not only were they not driven out of their hometown in ashes like in the original history, but they united the small and medium-sized clans that had long been displeased with the big clans, and counterattacked all the way back to the north of Stranglethorn Vale, and even once attacked the gates of Zul'Gurub.
If it hadn't been for the Bloodscalp and Skull-Skull alliances that suddenly reached a truce and cooperation agreement with the Gurubashi clan, Sen'jin would have led an army into the jungle troll capital long ago.
Even so, the powerful Darkspear clan overwhelmed the three once arrogant clans, and they had to temporarily put aside their past grudges and cooperate to fight against the enemy.
However, Senjin, who has a long-sighted vision, can see that the cooperation between the Skull-crunching Blood Summit Alliance and the Gurubashi cannot last forever.
In previous wars, both sides suffered a large number of casualties at the hands of the other side. This hatred cannot be suppressed so easily. Sooner or later, the irresolvable conflict will break out.
The mature and prudent Senjin ignored the voices of other clan chiefs urging him to march immediately, and stationed his army on the shores of Lake Neferiti.
When Sharlayan learned of Sen'jin's decision, he especially praised his calmness and wisdom to Valeera and others.
In a word, Senjin wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the fight between tigers and tigers, and deliberately put on a posture that he did not want to continue attacking north, waiting for the unsuppressible hatred between the Skull and Blood Summit coalition forces and the Gurubashi to completely explode.
After flying over the Savage Coast, Sarlayan and his party landed in the Gurubashi Arena, which had long been controlled by the Darkspear clan.
At this time, a gladiatorial performance was being held in the arena as usual.
A bearded middle-aged human male wearing only a loincloth and holding a sword and shield in his hand was fighting a huge Thunder Lizard.
In the first half of last year, Senjin specifically consulted Sharyan’s opinion on the operation of Gurubashi Arena.
At that time, Sharlayan suggested that he keep the Darkspear clan open to outsiders and take this opportunity to operate the Gurubashi Arena into a large entertainment venue that anyone could enter as long as they bought a ticket.
When he was a boy, Senjin went to study in Zandalar. During that precious academic career, he learned many advanced concepts.
After returning to his clan and taking over the position of chief from his father, Senjin immediately ordered the abolition of the trolls' cannibalistic habit that had continued for many years.
Under Sen'jin's continuous transformation, to this day, the Darkspear clan is the most open to the outside world and integrated with the world. In this regard, it even exceeds the level of the troll clan that was beaten by Kul Tiras. The Zandalar clan at sea.
The spectators in the stands of the arena are not only trolls, but also humans, dwarves, high elves, goblins, dwarfs and other common races in the Eastern Kingdom. Some of them are very well-dressed, and you can tell at a glance that they have extraordinary origins.
However, at this time, these five or six ordinary people, dignitaries and dignitaries were no different from the other spectators around them. They were all enthusiastically watching the most primitive fight between humans and beasts in the venue, and they were still shouting excitedly.
"Tietou! Kill it, I bought you to win!"
"Thunder King! Electrocute this ant into coke!"
Gambling is an inevitable part of animal fighting viewing and must be enjoyed.
Regardless of who wins or loses, the Darkspear clan, as the dealer behind the scenes, will definitely make a profit without losing any money.
It's a pity that the audience in the arena will be disappointed today. The battle between man and beast they were looking forward to did not go to the end.
Three huge shadows fell from the sky, almost completely blocking the bright sunlight falling from the sky above the arena.
Except for the gladiator who was still struggling to resist the attack of the Thunder Lizard, all the spectators raised their heads and looked into the air.
"ah!
It's a dragon! "
"Run!"
The audience who had been shouting just now changed the tone of their roar, from feverish excitement to panicked screams.
The Darkspear troll guards who maintained order inside and outside the arena were also dumbfounded. Their training manual never mentioned what to do if they encountered a dragon attack.
The first one to land was the blue dragon Stellagosa. She turned her eyes and glanced at the Thunder Lizard, who was frightened by the dragon's tail and dared not move. She playfully flicked the dragon's tail to fly the unlucky guy away in order to follow behind. of Onyxia and Sunderland to make landing space.
Vol'jin, the son of Chief Sen'jin, happened to be patrolling on the road at the Cape of Stranglethorn Vale. After hearing the commotion coming from the Gurubashi Arena, he immediately urged the Velociraptor mount under him to speed up and rushed to the arena to check. Condition.
Unlike the spectators and guards who were frightened by the "dragon attack", Wojin followed his father in the past few years and accumulated rich combat experience, stimulating his potential earlier than in the original history.
When he first saw the three giant dragons, Wo Jin couldn't help being surprised, but after calm observation, he discovered something was wrong.
Not to mention the blue dragon, which was completely intact but a little dusty.
The bodies of the two black dragons were covered with hideous wounds that had not fully healed, and one of the black dragons had apparently lost consciousness and fell limply to the ground motionless, with its tongue hanging out.
The other black dragon that was still conscious was in pretty good condition, but looking at her panting look, it was obvious that she was not in the best condition either.
Vol'jin did not believe that the dragon would attack the Gurubashi Arena, which had little strategic value, with injuries. He calmly restrained his restless subordinates and carefully and patiently waited for the subsequent development of the situation.
Not long after, Vol'jin saw an old acquaintance jump off the back of the blue dragon.
"Marquis of Deep Shadow?!"
Vol'jin breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward quickly to warmly welcome Sarlayan.
"You are welcome to come to Stranglethorn Valley for inspection in person, but this is..."
Vol'jin looked pointedly at the three giant dragons on both sides. Sarlayan received his signal and waved his hand helplessly: "It's a long story. In short... let's seal off the arena first. Take these spectators down and take care of them.”
"Before I say you can release people, I must ensure that no one can spread the news about this place."
Vol'jin didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Sarlayan's gourd, but he had always been a person who repaid kindness.
Sarlayan saved the Darkspear Trolls at their most dangerous moment. Without Thalayan's continued help, the Darkspear Trolls would not have been able to conquer such a vast territory today.
"I see."
Wojin didn't ask any more questions and agreed without hesitation.
"Marquis of Deep Shadow, please bring your...friends with me and find a suitable place to settle them first."
