As long as there is still progress in life, who is willing to break the jar and yell? Life is over!
Anyway, that's what the loving father Malygos thought.
Back then, his sworn brother Neltharion betrayed his faith and killed his whole family. The blue dragon lineage stood on the edge of annihilation. After three thousand years of cultivation, three thousand years of living and three thousand years of cultivation, he finally established the banner of the guardian of arcana. got up.
It's time to seek revenge from the Black Dragon Legion. Cheng Neltharion Kun still dares to argue that you don't know how to use the Hunyuan Thunderbolt!
Originally, the blue dragons' script was written like this, but it is normal for the plan to fail to keep up with changes.
To put it in layman's terms that even curly baboons can understand, it means that the magic tide in Azeroth is rising, the concentration of the magic wind on this planet is rising, the aura of heaven and earth is reviving, and the entire Blue Dragon Army needs to work overtime.
In the blink of an eye, ten years ago, the pleasure of beating up the black man in the endless sea with the two sworn sisters not long ago washed away Malygos' hatred and calmed his anxious heart. Responsibility and obligation once again occupied his rational mind. Highlands.
So after repelling the black dragons that besieged Kaudala, and repelling the undead that were approaching Kaudala, what do you mean by these sneaky Dalaran spellcasters?
Since I have some feelings for the leader of the alliance, little friend Carlos, I won't use weapons for the time being and go through the process first.
So as soon as the old father thought about it, the psychic communication directly sent the task to Kalecgos's official interface. A big red exclamation mark urged the resident clerk in Lordaeron to work overtime.
So the human non-staff reporter who was working overtime for the Silver Moon City Daily took off his glasses, wiped his coat with his hands, and flew away with a whoosh.
Kalecgos's actions were not surprising to his colleagues. Flying skills would not be the same for anyone who has passed the junior magister title.
And if you can use the scroll, you don’t have to cast the spell yourself. You will surely reap the rewards when you repay it later!
Skipping work is a trivial matter, and Kalecgos does not rely on the meager salary from the newspaper. The main reason is that he has a legal identity to monitor Quel'Danas.
Nowadays, the high elves are becoming more and more unlovable. After learning the new gameplay of the alliance, they forcefully hold funerals and insist on being stabbed through the main city by Arthas as defending the glory of the race. After mastering the propaganda, they start to destroy the city. Infrastructure, chanting MKGA slogans, installed surveillance cameras at the entrances of public toilets.
Kalecgos has no interest in spending more than ten years perfecting the art of transfiguration. Don't bother with magic when a press pass can be done.
But Silvermoon City's press pass doesn't work in Alterac City.
Looking at the small city on the top of Alterac, seeing the floating booby traps in the sky and the 88 Justice and the six-unit 12.6 Justice on the city wall, Kalecgos decisively gave up the plan of flying directly into the city. .
Then I was warmed by the anti-theft minefield outside the city wall.
No, I know there are minefields outside Alterac City. Why is there still a minefield five kilometers away? Your Alterac people’s PTSD is hopeless, right?
Kalecgos was right, it was hopeless.
Compared with the city of Lordaeron, Alterac City has no geographical advantage, and it is not even comparable to Stromgarde. It is simply because the Kingdom of Alterac survived the undead disaster and became famous as the capital.
And the Alterac people also admit this. They have no idea of developing the greater Alterac capital area and completely run Alterac City as a doomsday fortress.
Under this consistent guiding ideology, the housing prices in Alterac City have risen so much that it is an exaggeration.
There is no other way. Rich people are so cute to this fortress-like city. If I want to enjoy it, why don't I go to Keldaron, Nanhai Town or Arathi? What I want is peace of mind and safety.
Kalecgos had no choice but to go back to the main road from the minefield and enter Alterac City through the main entrance. Under the enthusiastic supervision of the people in the old revolutionary area, he formally applied and wrote a report.
The people of Alterac are really poisonous. The Barov family may also have that serious disease. Whose palace and fortress doesn't even have a terrace? No, the Alterac Palace used to have a terrace, but the Barov family demolished it, blocked the entrance, and turned the palace into a super-large air defense tower.
It’s outrageous, you know.
What's even more outrageous is that after Kalecgos wandered around the main city of Alterac for a day, he was found by the palace guards and taken into the air defense tower.
Good guy, it turns out that the seven reinforced surface layers are all disguises and traps, and the real core area is all underground?
The dragon's keen senses told Kalecgos that the central elevator that he took after walking to the third floor went down at least fifty meters, and that the Barov family had built outrageous defenses underground.
Here, Kalecgos saw a frowning Carlos.
"Oh, it's Kare, what do you want from me?"
Carlos seemed to be in good spirits, but his face was really not rosy enough. I just had that feeling of sadness lingering around me for some unknown reason.
"I'm here to protest. You humans have gone too far. Dalaran is developing real estate in the Borean Tundra. The Blue Dragon Army has no control over it. But if you provoke a conflict and provoke Kaudala, you must give an explanation. This is His Majesty's request. Please You value it.”
Carlos waved his hand to signal others on the scene to leave temporarily, then pinched his nose hard and put the red pencil in his hand on the map spread all over the table.
not good!
Kalecgos' spirituality began to call the police, but it was too late.
"I'm so stupid, really..."
It was rare to catch a dragon outside the vested interest groups, and Carlos' complaints and nagging were like a torrent of water that was out of control.
What can Carlos do? He is helpless and desperate.
What's the use of alliance gold coins? They're just a bunch of useless alloys mixed with a lot of impurities.
How could any idiot think that letting the Awakened Ones go on the Northern Expedition and then reap the profits was a sure-fire deal?
Anduin Lothar wanted to go on the Northern Expedition and sacrifice his life. If Carlos even looked at him, he would lose.
The current situation is that the Awakened are tying up with the Alliance in the Northern Expedition.
The entire social resources have been dispatched and utilized by Anduin Lothar through various means. The production plans of most factories no longer prioritize the needs of the alliance, but serve the revenge of the undead based on the principle of maximizing profits.
Is this just reaping the benefits?
This is stupid. For a bunch of useless alliance gold coins, the living are once again being coerced by the dead, but everyone still thinks that this is a good thing and that this transaction is profitable.
Especially Dalaran, it was Dalaran who was criticized by name!
The others, after all, ignored the rabbit but did not let the eagle fly. This group of academics claimed to be the most seekers of knowledge and defenders of magic. For the sake of some mythical legends, they were willing to be Anduin Lothar's pawns. They were not seen when they were serving me. So active, risking life and death to gain benefits for yourself, you are a national thief!
In his excitement, Carlos spoke the truth intentionally or accidentally.
"What I fear most is that this matter itself is a conspiracy. If the awakened person awakens himself, it is a trap for the Lich King. After the alliance invests enough manpower and material resources, the Lich King will wave his hand and start again. Controlling the mind of the awakened person. Wow, that’s a lot of fun.”
"So Your Majesty, you don't believe in the Awakened?"
"Do you believe it?"
"I can't believe it."
"Yeah, no serious person would believe it."
"Despicable."
"Despicable."
