Cataclysmic Transformation

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Perhaps because most of Warcraft are huge, they all like large halls and rooms. When they transform into human form, they seem a bit small.

Neydar was sitting at a table with a red "color" invitation on it, which was the banquet of the 500th anniversary of the founding of the Kingdom of Moran, but he looked at the invitation and sneered uncontrollably.

At this time, a footstep sounded from far to near, and a thin young man walked in slowly and quietly, standing in front of Neydar.

Nedal raised his head, a smile appeared in his eyes, "You are finally back, Jos!"

The young man named Jos nodded slowly, with a trace of rare calmness on his face. He was a high-level Warcraft, a fifteen-level dragon eagle with some dragon blood, equivalent to the high order of the sanctuary Strength, he is also a close friend of Nedal, just rushed back from outside.

Jos's eyes fell on the table, and he gave him a soft look, and smiled, "Why? Even you received this thing?"

Neydal's mouth twitched fiercely, remembering his dead son, his heart was deeply hurt, and after a long bang, he nodded reluctantly.

Jos sat down on the chair next to him, leaning comfortably on his back, and smiled and said, "I received this thing as soon as I returned, and the Moran royal family sent someone to speak."

Nedal frowned and asked, "What do they say?"

"They hope for reconciliation!" Jos said for a moment. "They came to preach through the Juxi clan. The content is probably to hope that we persuade you to stop!"

"Hahahaha ..."

As soon as Joss's words fell, Nedal burst out a piercing laughter, filled with grief and indignation.

After a while he closed his laughter and said grimly, "Reconciliation? How can there be such a cheap thing, they killed my son, and still thinking of reconciliation?"

Jos thought for a while before saying, "Then ... you are not going to go to this party!"

"Of course!" Nedal stood up and said with a sneer. "Aren't they planning to celebrate the 500th anniversary of the founding of the country? Well, I'll let them" celebrate "some well!"

"So what are you going to do?" Jos nodded slowly.

Nedal smiled coldly, "I want to turn their happy events into funerals, that strange human boy, and that human girl, and I want them to pay for my dead son!"

"Don't forget that the human father is a foreign dragon!" Jos reminded, "And besides us, they also invited a lot of Warcraft!"

Nedal's body shuddered, turned around, and nodded and said slowly, "Yes, there have been more and more World of Warcraft in the past two days, and there are still many Holy World Warcraft!"

Jos smiled slightly, "This foreign dragon's energy is great!"

With deep jealousy in his words, Jos is a dragon eagle with some dragon blood, and fierce fifteenth-level Warcraft with a fierce reputation. In terms of influence, he is not as good as a human with a foreign dragon identity but low strength.

"So, Jos, I need your help!" Nedal said quietly.

Sanctuary Warcraft is also divided into three stages, thirteenth, fourteenth, fifteenth level of Warcraft, but Jos is the pinnacle of Holyland Warcraft, one level higher than him, in this case, he must pull With the help of my friends, the fifteenth-level World of Warcraft is one stop at the banquet, which is enough to deter other Warcraft, and he is still very young and has a bright future.

Nedal knows that much of the help of Sacred World of Warcraft only stays verbally, after all, no one wants to risk Bruce for the risk of offending a powerful Sacred World of Warcraft.

Jos thought for a while, "I can help, but only for that human being, I won't be in conflict with Lord Bruto!"

"I get it!" Nedal nodded and smiled proudly. "In fact, you don't have to worry too much. The foreign dragon is not a real dragon. As long as it doesn't hurt his" life ", the dragon will not care In addition, I also inquired clearly that although Bruto was under the identity of a foreign dragon, he had not been liked by the dragon patriarch dark dragon Lafield, even if he was really caught by him, it would not be possible for the dragon to He's in his head! "

"It's always good to be careful!" Jos said.

The identity of the other party was there, and Jos did n’t want to help his friend but messed up the relationship with the Dragon Clan. He was not so stupid. With his part of the Dragon Clan, he also dreamed of joining the foreign Dragon Clan one day ...

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Three days later, the Kingdom of Moran finally ushered in the 500th anniversary of the founding of the country. The capital of the Kingdom of Moran held a grand celebration. The main street of the central city of the city was decorated with lights, all humans took to the streets, a happy and peaceful scene image.

Queen Lotters and Prince Omuni sat in a high carriage, paraded along the street, and waved to the people to greet the people's cheers.

At night, the banquet hall in the palace is brightly lit, and a heavy banquet is about to be held.

In the room in the hall, Ron was wearing a brand new black "color" robe, standing in front of Bruto, and beside him was the little girl Ellie.

Bruto looked at Ron and said in a serious voice, "Ron, my dear son, wait for the banquet later, and please let go of your pride and perseverance. There is nothing right or wrong, but you must bow your head today! This is The only chance! "

"Yes, father!" Ron nodded, and an indescribable humiliation rose in his heart. The other party murdered and avenged himself. Finally, he had to apologize to the other party. Ron always thought he had done nothing wrong, so he couldn't accept it for a while.

Looking at his father's gray hair, Ron sighed. He knew that these days his father begged Warcraft to intercede. In order to persuade those Holy Warcraft, his shot was a black crystal coin, and the money was also in front and back. It cost a lot, totaling more than 100 million gold coins.

What Ron didn't expect was that Aunt Lottus paid most of the money silently, making Ron's impression of her impressions so obvious that her aunt was still worried about her own nephew.

"Boom Boom Boom--"

After a while, the door was opened, and Hera walked in, looked at Ron, and walked to his father and said softly, "Father, many guests are coming!"

Outside guests, needless to say, are all Warcraft, many people come to see in the face of Bruto, of course, some of them are the magic of money.

"Is the guests all here?" Bruto asked.

"Most of the World of Warcraft on the list is here!" Hera thought and replied, "Nedar is also here, and he is accompanied by the fifteenth level Sanctuary Warcraft Dragon Eagle!"

"It's him?" Bruto took a deep breath, and with this fifteenth-level Warcraft backing, things might become difficult.

"What about the Holy Warcraft we invited? Are you here?" Bruto asked dignifiedly.

Hera looked at the guest list, "There is still one end, but he promised to come!"

Bruto nodded and stood up, "I'm not waiting for her, let's go to meet the guests now!"

Ron and Ellie followed.

Hera walked behind and gently pulled La Ron's clothes corner.

Ron turned around and only heard Hera whisper, "Brother Ron, most of those Warcraft are very rude, you will bear with me later!"

Ron nodded, "Relax, I won't embarrass you!"

In this case, in order to save his life, Ron could only bite his teeth and endure. Although he could escape himself, the Moran royal family could not escape.

In the banquet hall, there were already people coming and going, and the maids who were usually high in the King Moran's palace shuttled between them, serving as the waiters' horns, and constantly pouring wine for the guests.

There is no shortage of good "sex" in Warcraft, can't help reaching out and pinching under the crotch of the beautiful maid, causing the maids to scream loudly, while the Warcraft laughed.

"A respectable and noble foreign dragon, Lord Bruto, the Prince of the Moran Kingdom, drove!" The guards shouted loudly. They deliberately called the words "foreign dragon" loudly, intending to highlight Bruto's identity , This is also arranged in advance.

With the high voice of the guard, Bruto took Ron, Ellie and Hera into the banquet hall.

"Foreign Dragon Race?"

The word "Dragon" has attracted the attention of many Warcrafts, and the Warcrafts have turned back one after another, and some of the Warcrafts that "harassed" human women and "sex" suddenly converged a lot.

For them, the dragon clan is an inviolable existence with arrogance.

"Look, they came out!" Nedal and Jos gathered together in the Sanctuary of Warcraft, sitting in a leather chair. Tonight, they were the protagonist. Joes looked over there and said indifferently.

Nedal smiled coldly, "I want to see their performance!"

The Holy Warcraft next to him smiled, "rest assured, Brother Nedal, a few of our brothers will definitely support you!"

The other Warcraft said, "Those humans killed the elder brother's son, but the elder brother only held two humans accountable. It's really kind!"

Sacred World of Warcraft Interface said, "If I were to, I had to turn over the entire Moran King City!"

"How can there be such an easy thing, I will let them both survive, but not death!" Nedal smiled, his eyes filled with coldness, his eyes glanced at Warcraft, " Wait for everyone to listen to my orders, we will make a big noise tonight, I see what big waves those humans can turn up ... "

At this time, Bruto had already walked into the field, and Ron followed @ 黄 小说 /class12/1.html, glancing towards Nedal.

Ron could see Nedal, and Nedal also saw him, but Ron pretended not to see it and turned his head slightly.

This time, it made the World of Warcraft around Nedal angry.

"Look, that human being is actually all right, when we are air?"

"You must teach him a lesson later!"

"Think he has a foreign dragon father who can do whatever he wants?"

Neydal didn't take it seriously, sitting still and smiling, "I'll give him a good look later!"

At this time, Bruto finished the wine with several familiar Warcraft, glanced at Neydar, settled, and walked straight in their direction.