(How dare you say that dwarves don’t have lolita? Then dwarfs don’t have aunties, you picky viewers.)
On the upper terrace of the Black Stone Tower, which reaches into the clouds, the Black Dragon Prince Nefarian sits high on the throne.
Without the control of his father, life is really comfortable, but sometimes he thinks of the loneliness without his sister Onyxia.
The world would be perfect without Ragnaros causing trouble deep in Blackrock Spire.
Nefarian waited happily and controlled the Peeping Magic to watch the actions of his dragon assassination team.
You can't kill the Firelord Ragnaros directly. It's also good to kill the leader of the Dark Iron Dwarves under him. Those Dark Iron Dwarves are quite annoying anyway.
In the picture, more than two hundred elite dragonmen are ambushing near the ruins of Thaurissan. As long as Daglan Thaurissan steps into the ambush circle, the black dwarf will turn into a dead dwarf.
"Damn it, where did these little yellow hairs come from? You idiot! You can't even tell the difference between a Dark Iron dwarf and a Bronzebeard dwarf!" Nefarian's careful plan finally failed in the hands of an intruder.
He quickly used the teleportation spell to command the stupid dragon people, but it was too late. Daglan Thaurissan was alerted by the commotion.
"Why didn't I find out that these Bronzebeard dwarves were approaching? This is not normal!" Nefarian quickly discovered that something was wrong. Why did his full monitoring operation fail? What interfered with his detection spell.
The entire Blackstone Tower itself is a huge magic amplification device. Nefarian used the magic circle left by his father to cast more powerful spells.
This powerful magic enveloped the entire Burning Plains, and Nefarian quickly checked all sources of disharmony.
Finally, in a cave near the Searing Gorge, the Black Dragon Prince discovered a special figure, a dwarf priest who was grilling a barbecue.
"Chromie! Who do you think I am? How dare you play with me like this, I'm Nefarian!!!" The words became louder and louder, and at the end, the angry black dragon prince let out a dragon's roar and transformed into his prototype.
A huge body rose into the sky, and the angry Nefarian made the guy who fooled him pay the price.
As for assassinations and all, who cares.
"Brian, how did you get into trouble with these guys." Fighting and retreating all the way, Muradin finally protected his brothers and the gang of desperate guys from the Explorers Association and successfully escaped from the dragon people. Even Muradin, the king of the hill, was as tired as a dead dog.
"How did I know? I was trying to excavate a place that was suspected of being an altar, and I saw you coming, and then the Dragon Man came. You can't blame me, my brother." Brian Bronzebeard thought this was a wonderful experience. Adventurous, with a proud face.
"Muradin, all the equipment of our expedition team was left in the ruins of Thaurissan. Can you accompany me to retrieve it?" Brian hoped to get help from his brother.
"Oh, let those equipments go to hell, brother wants me to take you back to Ironforge." Muradin didn't have time to explain his purpose until now.
"But my scientific research project..." Brian had discovered important clues in the ruins of Thaurissan, and seemed unwilling to do so.
"This is not only the request of Brother Magni, but also the order of the King of Ironforge." Muradin puffed his beard and stared at his brother Brian.
"Okay, okay, I will obey the king's order." Brian compromised.
When the dwarves returned to Morgan's Post, the two Bronzebeard brothers heard desperate news.
"What, Emera secretly followed me out!" Muradin's whole face "screamed"
"Oh, my cute little niece came to see his uncle!" Brian said happily, and then reacted, "What, Amora secretly followed Muradin to find me! But we didn't see Amora! "
Brian was stunned for a moment, and now the problem was big.
"Muradin, we must find Emera."
"Boys, if you don't bring some food and water, we'll find our way back."
Regardless of exhaustion, the Bronzebeard dwarves began to fight to save the princess.
"Brian, take off your green hat, it's so ugly."
"Muradin, your red helmet is no good either."
Although the two brothers were anxious, they couldn't forget to tease each other.
In front of the secret and dark mountain cave, Nefarian turned into a human form, held a corn-shaped staff in his hand and cast the light spell, and walked in fearlessly.
But after walking to the deepest point, there was no trace of the dwarf priest Cromie, only a strange box on the ground.
Nefarian bent down to pick up the mysterious metal box and found a sentence written on it in dragon language: Press this button.
Even in human form, Nefarian has the confidence to resist the extremely powerful Pyroblast spell without messing up his hair. But the opponent was Chromie, and Nefarian carefully cast his mana shield and hardened skin, then pressed the button Chromie wanted him to press.
"Little Naifa who peed the bed, naked butt. Naked little Naifa, little ****. Dark little Naifa, crying. Little cute Oni, I don't like you. Little Naifa, follow you. Aunt Chromie, you are still a bit young."
It turns out this mysterious metal device is a gramophone.
After playing the loop four times, Nefarian, with exposed veins, crushed the phonograph device with his bare hands.
"The son of Neltharion, the guardian of the earth, the prince of the black dragon clan, and the master of wild magic, Nefarian, is not something you can tease. Damn old woman, don't fall into my hands!!"
The howl of the Black Dragon Prince turned into a dragon roar and amplified through the long cavern, resounding throughout the Burning Plains.
"Muradin, did you hear it? What was the sound?" Brian asked his brother doubtfully.
"It sounds like a beast has its balls caught in a bear trap." Muradin was eager to find his niece and gave an answer casually.
At this moment, our Princess Emera is roasting and eating meat in the Dark Iron Dwarf camp.
"Uncle, you Dark Iron Dwarves don't look as vicious as my father said. Thank you for saving me." Emerald looked curiously.
"It's not uncommon for enemies to slander." Daglan Thaurissan didn't understand how he could save the female family of his mortal enemy the Bronzebeard Dwarf. "After eating, go to bed quickly. I will take you back at dawn."
After preventing his men from killing Emera, the king of the Dark Iron Dwarves felt that his whole body felt strange, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.
Behind a small hill not far away, Chromie was facing the sky, humming a tune of unknown race:
Just because I looked at you one more time in the crowd,
I can never forget your face again,
Dreaming that we can meet again one day by chance,
From then on, I began to miss you alone,
When I miss you, you are in the sky,
When I miss you, you are in front of me,
When I think of you, you are in my mind,
When I miss you, you are in my heart,
The love story promised in this life will never change again,
I would rather spend this life waiting for you to discover,
I'm always by your side,
Never gone far.
