Arthas transformed the Light of Dawn back into its holy contract form and hung it around his waist. He moved his wrist as if nothing had happened. At his feet were dozens of corpses of Blackstone Orcs.
There was just a small camp of Blackstone Orcs nearby, and leaving dozens of corpses was already an unbearable battle loss for them, but Arthas was unscathed like a monster.
The despairing strength gap makes even the orcs no longer dare to shout "loktar-ogar", because that is not dying for victory, but simply dying.
Not to mention the Blackstone Orcs who were brainwashed by the Black Dragon Legion and had no sense of honor at all. After they discovered that Alsace was not a being they could compete with, they all took advantage of the chaos and fled, fearing that Alsace would catch up with them.
Looking at the fleeing mob, Arthas had no interest in pursuing them. Defeating such orcs would be an easy task for him and the Alliance.
Red is just a puppet. The real tough opponent is Nefarian and his Black Dragon Legion. However, the master of the Black Dragon Legion has been killed by Arthas.
The rest is just as planned from the beginning. Onyxia will take over the remaining black dragons and completely eliminate Nefarian's diehard loyalists. As for the Blackstone Orcs, in Arthas' view, they don't exist at all. There is no use value.
They are just a bunch of losers. Since they can turn to the black dragon when the tribe is weak, there is no need to expect them to be useful if there is a real crisis.
What's more, in the eyes of others, every subsequent battle is a fight to the death with the fate of the entire world on the line. Under such circumstances, it is simply wishful thinking to expect that this group of Blackstone Orcs can do anything.
But we can't simply kill them all. Anyway, Orgrim is still working for nothing under him, so it would be a good idea to let him handle the affairs here.
If that doesn't work, the natural disaster troops under his command can be expanded.
At this moment, the howling wind came from the sky. Valastaz looked at Nefarian's lifeless body in shock, "You...how did you do it? You combined the Violet Castle and the Silver Palace. Have all the Knights of the Hand moved to the Burning Plains?"
He and Chromaggus had been fighting for a long time, but Arthas had already killed Nefarian? He didn't even have time to take a "last look" at Nefarian!
"The plains here can't hide that many people, Valastaz." Arthas replied with a smile on his face, "Chromaggus didn't cause you any trouble, did he?"
"Nefarian's creation is indeed a difficult opponent, but..." Valastraz wanted to expand on Nefarian's problem, but he suddenly stopped himself, "Chromaggus It has been eliminated by me, and its body has been completely destroyed by me using dragon breath. No one will be able to abuse the dragon's body anymore."
Chromaggus no longer has the basic characteristics of a dragon. Valastrasz doesn't even know how many corpses of his compatriots it was pieced together. It is unrealistic to bring this evil creature back to Dragonblight.
Because even if it is dead, its characteristics as a colorful dragonborn can easily cause contamination to the rest of the dragon bones. Valastaz can only completely destroy its body to prevent people with evil intentions from continuing to use it.
Nefarian's lair is also surprisingly quiet, because in fact, the Black Wing Lair is actually Nefarian's laboratory. Most of them are guards who take care of the dragon eggs, and dragon beasts that are catalyzed in a special way. There is no way to defeat Nefarian. Fight against Farion's opponents.
Therefore, this is also the reason why Arthas dared to use Onyxia to seize Nefarian's control of the black dragon army here. Although the black dragons here are only a very small and weak part, they are at least still on Onyxia. Under Shia's control ability.
And the most important thing is that Nefarian is really dead this time. His soul is imprisoned in Frostmourne. Even if Deathwing takes away his son's body, it is impossible to resurrect one without him. The dead body of the soul.
At most, the ancient gods could create a "replacement" and resurrect the corpse. Moreover, whether Deathwing could take away Nefarian's body was a question.
Arthas had planned to use Nefarian as a "stepping stone" to knock on the door of Malygos. This would be much more useful than hanging it on the city wall.
The dragon head hanging on the city wall may be able to boost the morale of the alliance, but it will also attract the attention of Deathwing and the Ancient God. If you use it to ask for directions, you may gain the friendship of a dragon king.
"Varastaz."
"I am here, Prince Alsace." Valastaz subconsciously responded to Alsace's call, and then immediately became confused as to how he could reply to Alsace so naturally.
But at this time, he no longer had any resistance. Any warrior who could kill Nefarian alone could become a guest of the Red Dragon Legion, and he would naturally accept the other party's request.
To show his respect, Valastraz returned to human form.
"Can I ask you to do me a favor?"
"As long as it's within my capabilities." Valastaz agreed simply. He saw endless potential in Alsace. At this time, he suddenly no longer wondered why Azadas' attitude towards Alsace So friendly.
"You should be able to do it - help me deliver Nefarian's body to Malygos, the King of Blue Dragons."
"Lord Malygos, this..." Valastraz immediately understood what Arthas meant, but he really didn't know much about this matter. "If you want to see our queen, I'm sure There is no hesitation, but Lord Malygos’s situation is a little... special."
"I have heard that Deathwing has done some bad things in my kingdom, but I hope you can think of a way to convey my goodwill to Malygos - because Northrend is facing an extremely difficult situation. A terrible crisis."
Northrend, facing crisis?
Valastraz was stunned, not quite understanding what the threat Alsace meant. Arthas saw Valastraz's confusion and explained, "There are some things that are not convenient to talk about now, and Please also keep Azadas’s existence secret, otherwise it may cause big trouble. After contacting the Blue Dragon King, please convey these words to me.”
Arthas said something in the ear of Valastraz, who had transformed into a human, and the corners of Valastraz's mouth twitched.
"Are you sure what you are saying is true? If this news is inaccurate, I think it is best not to tell him that the Blue Dragon King's spirit... is somewhat abnormal."
Valastaz warned in a low voice. If it were before, he would definitely not tell Alsace this, but considering Alsace's strength and identity, he still planned to explain it carefully.
"Don't worry, if he thinks the news is false, then he can just ask the Blue Dragon King to come to me personally."
Alsace's chest-beating expression made Valastaz a little undecided. He hesitated for a while and said to Alsace, "Okay, I will try my best to convey your message—— Even if I can't, I will tell Her Majesty the Queen."
"That's really troublesome for you."
"This is actually not a difficult task. Compared with your defeat of Nefarian and the failure of his evil plan, it is not even a reward." Valastaz shook his head, "But don't worry, Red The Dragon Legion will not treat anyone who has contributed to this world badly. Even if we still have to hibernate now, we will definitely give you the reward you deserve in the future."
After saying that, the little red dragon glanced at the Blackstone Mountain, which was still towering as before, and reminded, "My mission here is completed. Without Nefarian's protection, the black dragons in the Black Wing Lair will naturally flee. I I will help you deal with those fanatical guys - but what I want to say is, you must be careful, Nefarian is not the only threat in Blackstone Mountain."
"Thank you for your reminder."
After that, Valastaz felt that he had nothing else to do, so he used magic to collect Nefarian's body and disappeared from Arthas' eyes.
"Huh... Arthas, it's good to see you're okay."
The griffin carried Sylvanas down from the sky, and Arthas' griffin also landed aside under her guidance. She looked around, "Where is Nefarian? Escaped?"
"No, he's dead."
"It turns out he's dead...wait, dead?" Sylvanas was about to express her regrets, but after realizing it, she was stunned for half a second, "Dead, what about his body?"
"Taken away by our red dragon allies."
"Is it the red dragon messenger named Valastaz?" Sylvanas held back for a long time before saying this, and then she began to complain about Arthas's "wasteful" behavior, "Oh my God, that's The corpse of a whole black dragon is the son of Deathwing. It is no exaggeration to say that it is priceless. I guess there must be someone in Silvermoon City who is willing to spend all their money in exchange for it."
"Wealth and fame are meaningless to the current alliance. What we need are true allies who are strong enough to defend our world."
Arthas didn't regret this. Nefarian's body was just a trouble in his hands. It was better to hand over this trouble to the blue dragon king Malygos who just needed to vent.
He felt that his "gift", coupled with some information given to Malygos, might be able to impress the dragon king who often fell into madness.
"Okay, okay, you are the one who slayed the dragon anyway, I just secretly shot a cold arrow - to be honest, this is really boring, not even as interesting as me shooting targets in Yonge Forest."
Sylvanas was a little disappointed. She originally thought this would be an exciting life-and-death battle, but the process turned out to be a bit bland beyond her imagination.
As if she had done nothing, she got the news that a powerful black dragon had died.
Speaking of which, more than one powerful being like this had fallen in front of her, and those guys all had one thing in common, which was that they were against the Alliance and Arthas.
"You are becoming more and more invisible. When I first met you in Yongsong Forest a few years ago, I thought you were just an ordinary Paladin." Sylvanas's eyes Flashing with curiosity.
Slaying a dragon by one person is a feat that none of the Archmages of Silvermoon City have ever accomplished. Although it does not mean that they cannot necessarily do it, it may not be the same as whether they can do it or not.
"Nefarian is not a particularly powerful being. His harm is reflected in his control of the Black Dragon Legion and his endless evil experiments. His own strength is not incapable of dealing with it."
Arthas smiled and said, "Besides, who said you didn't do anything? It is your unknown arrow that is the key to whether we can win at the minimum cost."
Sylvanas was a little confused, "Speaking of which, that arrow... how did you get it? I don't think it is a good thing."
"I have been to Northrend once, and I just got it by chance there. And the arrow itself is not important, what is important is its origin. Now that it has submerged into Nefarian's body without anyone noticing, it represents us. The plan has already started.”
Arthas' casual narration made Sylvanas more curious, but she managed to hold it back and did not ask Arthas about his next plan.
"It's getting late. Let's take the gryphon and return to the alliance's position. If we wait too long, I'm afraid a search team from the Blackstone Orcs will come."
Sylvanas chuckled, "The great dragon slayer Arthas, is he still afraid of the Blackstone Orcs?"
"It's really scary - I'm afraid that before I catch their warchief, they will disappear on the Burning Plains." Arthas pulled the reins of the gryphon with a happy expression.
Alsace is calm here, but Warchief Red Blackhand on the other side is really on the verge of collapse.
The Burning Plains lacks all the resources needed for survival, except for minerals. The dry and cracked land covered with volcanic ash and magma cannot grow any crops.
The Blackstone Orcs have been able to survive here for so long partly by hunting animals on the plains, and most of the supplies come from the Black Dragon Legion.
Now that Nefarian is missing, Red instantly understands that something is wrong. The Blackstone Orcs are in a very bad situation now.
The Blackstone Orcs who don't have enough supplies and logistics may be able to hold on for a while, but that means they will definitely run out of water and food before the Alliance.
Originally, the Blackstone Orcs could only barely suppress the alliance and prevent them from counterattacking from the fortresses and fortresses. As the attackers, their losses would definitely be much greater than those of the defenders.
And Red already knows that the Alliance has cut off the Searing Canyon, which means that the Alliance's supplies will basically not be threatened unless Red prays that the supplies in the Alliance's rear can be consumed within a week.
This is obviously impossible. With the arrogance of the alliance's firepower coverage, Reid doubts that it is a question whether the alliance's frontline supplies can be consumed within a week.
The huge gap and disparity made Red immediately have the idea of escape, but he knew that it would be difficult for him to escape, because this would not only arouse the resentment of the Blackstone Orcs, but also open a hole for the Alliance to rush.
How can we escape unscathed? Waiting online, urgent!
