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Chapter 347 The Will of the Dragon Soul

Pfft!
Zulud was thrown heavily on the ground, the dragon soul in his hand fell to the ground immediately, and then he was caught in the palm of a huge dragon claw, Zulud struggled with all his might, but Completely unable to resist the power of the dragon.

Murphys (King of the Black Dragon): "Do you feel hopeless? Ignorant orcs, look at the fate of your kindred. They were slaughtered like wild dogs. This is the result of being overwhelmed. This scene makes you feel painful Are you angry? Hehehe, very good, it looks like you are not as useless as you look."

The stinging words of the black dragon echoed in Zulud's ears. As he spoke, Morpheus picked up the dragon's soul and admired it between the dragon's claws.

"Bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Zulud roared angrily, his eyes were attracted by the battle in front of him, the orcs of the Dragonmaw clan were being slaughtered frantically by the black dragon, facing the joint attack of several black dragon lords , these orcs didn't have the slightest chance.

No matter how bravely they fought, how reckless they launched attacks, they were all easily crushed by the black dragon lord.

Zulud looked at Nekros, maybe he can escape back to the tribe and report everything that happened here to the chief, the tribe will definitely make these despicable reptiles pay the price!
hell!hell!hell!It's all a trap!That despicable black-skinned orc!I was deceived!
Nekrus said to himself angrily as he stepped back, Zulud has been caught, and he doesn't want to end up like this.

A few orc warriors around were still sticking to their posts, and they stepped back and asked, "Lord Nekros, what should we do?"

"Continue to fight, for the glory of the tribe, you must not take a step back."

While speaking, Nekros raised his staff——Demon Circle!
A pattern of a demon circle suddenly appeared under his feet. This is a life-saving stunt he has learned carefully. Using the reverse casting of the magic circle of summoning demons, he can teleport the main body to a fixed position.

It was this trick that was used last time to escape from the Storm Dragon King and those alliance heroes.

Before he set off, he set up the demonic circle on the altar in the barracks, as long as he activated the demonic circle, he could teleport back.

Of course - this trick can only be used on him.

This time, he also pinned his hopes on this spell.

However, when the spell was used, the ground under his feet remained motionless. Not only that, several pitch-black tentacles crazily extended from the ground, binding his whole body suddenly.

"Stupid orc warlock, your ridiculous spells are useless against the mysterious Draconic magic."

A slightly mocking voice came from behind, and the female black dragon with curved dragon horns landed, sneered and looked at the embarrassed Nekros.

To Nekrus' surprise, the other party didn't bite him down, but grabbed him and threw him in front of Murphys.

As the last orc was killed, the battle was finally over. Nekros and Zulud, a pair of hard-bodied brothers and sisters, were pressed to the ground, waiting for the choice of fate.

At this time, Murphys was admiring the spoils on his own.

Onyxia looked suspiciously at the 'stone flake' in Murphy's hand: "This is the soul of the dragon? It looks a bit... ordinary."

Indeed, the appearance of the Dragon Soul is completely inferior to its name, but in fact, very few people have actually seen this thing, and even Onyxia only glanced at it from a distance .

Several other black dragon lords also came up, looking at the strange stone in Murphys' hands in awe and curiosity.

Murphys smiled at Onyxia, "Yes, this is the soul of the dragon. Neltharion used his scales to create this artifact, which contains part of the guardian power of the four dragon kings. , this dragon scale is unusual, it was taken off from Deathwing's body when he was still an ancient dragon, and later when the ancient dragon suffered the curse of flesh and blood and degenerated into the proto-dragon, this dragon scale was also used by him with secret methods Saved.

Only the body of the ancient dragon can bear the protective power of the four dragon kings at the same time. It is precisely because this scale is closely related to Deathwing that only he has the ability to control this artifact.The other dragon kings have no way to get involved.

And now, it's mine! "

As Murphys said, he slammed the stone dragon scale dragon soul tightly into the dragon's claws, and the powerful force instantly penetrated his whole body.

Ahhhhh!He let out a roar that was half painful, half joyful, and the powerful power released by the artifact in his hand made him extremely excited.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, everything around suddenly became erratic, as if falling into a dream, the red light of life bloomed on Murphys' body, and the magic power turned into a vortex, forming ripples of arcane abilities in the air.

At this moment, Murphys could feel the power hidden in this magic, as if it was at his fingertips, but in the next second - with a bang, the huge force made him let go of the dragon's claws.

The light on the Dragon Soul dimmed, and it turned back into an ordinary 'stone flake' again.

Murphys was a little annoyed. It was strange that the dragon soul was resisting him. Deathwing had long since died, and as he inherited the power of the guardian of the earth, he should be the best successor of the dragon soul. Or need a direct bloodline of Deathwing?
But Nefarian was already dead... He looked at Onyxia who was picking her nails.

It is not a wise choice to hand over the artifact to this woman. Although she has surrendered to herself, a woman is always unpredictable, let alone a woman from the black dragon clan known for her cunning, no, You have to take control of it yourself.

However, once this artifact appears in the world, it will inevitably arouse the vigilance of the dragon covenant. Before fully mastering the power of this artifact, he must hide all this.

He suddenly looked at the two orcs on the ground.

It's over!Zulud and Nekros thought at the same time, this is the end.

The dying green dragon was also looking at Murphys, as if waiting for him to release himself.

"Master Murphys..." the green dragon begged.

Murphys didn't even look at the green dragon, but looked at the two orcs.

"Tell me—foolish orc, do you want to make a deal with me? Swear allegiance to me, to the great black dragon king, and I will spare your lives."

Zulud (Dragonmaw Chief): "Dream, you evil reptile, orcs will never be slaves, I am the chieftain of the Dragonmaw Clan, for the sake of—"

Pooh!The dragon's claws sliced ​​off Zulud's head like a razor.The headless corpse rolled aside, making Nekros tremble in fright.

Not paying attention to the sound of the system prompt in his ear, Murphys looked at Nekros again.

"Then you, warlock, are you as steadfast and unyielding as your chieftain?"

Nekros (Dragonmaw Warlock): "Oh, the great king of black dragons, Nekros is willing to serve you. It is a lifelong honor for the humble Nekros to serve a great existence like you."

Nekros fell down tremblingly, and Murphys let out a burst of joyful laughter at his cowering appearance.

Morpheus (King of the Black Dragon): "Hahaha, I like smart people like you. It seems that the orcs are not always a group of brainless idiots, but smart people like you always like to do some bad things. Guess I have to do some precautionary work, I think you can understand."

"Master Black Dragon King, please do as you please."

"Then hand over half of your soul."

What?Before Nekros could react, Onyxia had already blasted Nekros with a soul splitting spell.

Ahhh!Nekrus let out a heart-piercing scream, and he felt like his whole body was split apart. Fortunately, the pain lasted only a few seconds, and he suddenly felt relieved.

It's just that my mind is groggy, as if I forgot something important.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw another self staring at him blankly.

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woo woo woo woo!A sound of horns echoed in the empty wasteland. Orgrim was contemplating the situation of the battle two days later when he heard a commotion.

"what happened?"

"It was Nekros who came back to the chief, and they captured a lot of black dragons."

Orgrim was a little surprised and hurried out.

In the sky, groups of black dragons hovered and landed in the camp of the Dragonmaw clan.

Nekrus greeted the orcs of the Dragonmaw clan with a joyful face to come and receive the new batch of dragon captives.

When Orgrim walked into the camp of the Dragonmaw clan, what he saw was a fiery scene.

These young black dragons were obediently locked into the dragon's lair.

Seeing Orgrim's arrival, Nekros hastily greeted him.

"You're finally back, I thought you guys would miss this big battle, where's Zulud?"

"The chief was bitten to death by a black dragon during a hunting operation."

Zulud is dead?Hmph, what a waste, Orgrim is not surprised by this result. The orc clans are not always harmonious, and the power struggle is extremely rough and direct. In another period of history, Orgrim relied on He overthrew the upper hand of the black hand.

Even on this timeline, Orgrim's rise to power also requires the cleansing of the old mob.

The power struggle between Nekros and Zulud is nothing new, but as long as it does not affect the tribe's plans, Orgrim generally does not interfere in the internal affairs of each clan.

Orgrim looked at Nekros, feeling vaguely that something was wrong with him. The smile on Nekros's face was extremely festive, not at all as cunning and gloomy as usual.

He only thought that the other party was pretending.

"What is the harvest of this operation? Will it affect the combat?"

"We lost a lot of warriors, but the harvest is also very gratifying. I found a powerful magic weapon in an ancient ruin. With it, I can continuously get more dragon mounts.

I successfully enslaved a powerful green dragon, and not only that, we also controlled a group of black dragons. "

Excitedly, Nekros took out a huge glowing disk.

This disc looks like gold but not gold, like crystal but not crystal, exuding dazzling light, it is extraordinary at first glance.

"This is the soul of the dragon, with the power to control the dragon."

Orgrim was surprised and delighted, which was wonderful.

With such a powerful air force, this battle will surely win the final victory.

"Well done Necrus, it seems that you have enough strength to take over the position of chief of the Dragonmaw Clan. Work hard. As long as you make achievements in the next battle, I will formally accept your order to lead the Dragonmaw Clan."

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Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

When the day of war came, the dawn sun rose from the horizon, and the Alliance camp suddenly became agitated.

Numerous infantry, knights, archers with distinctive armor, dwarven musketeers carrying huge rifles, and heroic windrunner rangers came out of the barracks in groups.

In the sky outside the barracks, there were already thousands of parrots hovering, chirping, and turning on the system's camera function to watch the magnificent war scene.

In the past three days, the alliance army did not wait. The troops marched from the Arathi Highlands into the vast wetland swamp in three groups. Completely blocked the tribe's army in the Nufang Plain.

Murphy is one of the commanders of the left army. At this time, he is riding a horse with Duke Lothar of the Kingdom of Stormwind, Prince Thorbane of the Kingdom of Stromgarde, and two archmages of Dalaran. Watching the army marching slowly together.

The militia troops of Alterac walked on the left flank of the coalition forces. They were led by Dalabon, but the militia leader "Veteran Shining Sword" was actually in charge of commanding them. Under the strong suggestion of Labeng Bar, the Prince Council also promoted this old player to be responsible for training the entire militia. In addition to the plot points obtained in the battle of the ice wolf field, this one can be regarded as a hero with one foot. threshold.

These [-] militiamen marched in unison with strict steps, not to mention, they felt a little bit elite.

But what really caught the eye was the [-] extraordinary units of the Dragon Sorrow Knights.

Five hundred heavy-armored dragoons lined up, and their dragon-scale armor set off the steel-armored Storm Knight and the leather-armored horn-calling rangers next to them like beggars.

"Prince Aidan, I have to say that your dragon cavalry is really impressive." Lothar said enviously.

"Well, compared to actual combat experience, the knights of the Storm Knights are more experienced. It is a great honor to be able to fight side by side with the Storm Knights."

"There is no honor for a defeated general. I only hope that this battle can defeat those barbaric orcs and regain the glory that belongs to the Stormwind Kingdom."

After finishing speaking, Lothar lowered his voice again, "Did Varian really go to Northrend?"

Murphy nodded, "Yes, he insisted on this. In order to defeat the orcs, he pinned his hopes on a legendary artifact and vowed to find it."

"This child... oh, he bears a burden that he shouldn't have at this age, and it's all because of us old men who are useless." Lothar sighed helplessly.

"Well, to be able to fight against the entire orc tribe for half a year, even though the Stormwind Kingdom was defeated, with the military support of the entire alliance, those orcs must be completely defeated. At that time, there is no need to come to Varian Stay in that cold northern wasteland again." Murphy comforted Lothar.

Lothar also nodded, "You are right Prince Aidan, let us win this battle together."

(End of this chapter)