Panda’s Self-cultivation

Nomi certainly didn't return to Blackstone Mountain—or else he wouldn't appear in the Westfall.

The binding circle was not very effective in controlling Farad. Not long after Nomi left, Farad turned into a black dragon, broke free from the circle, and then rushed to Nomi.

Farad also guessed that Nomi’s first task now is to bring the news to the Black Dragonflight, so he didn’t have time to talk to Varela, who was still training, but flew directly to Black Rock Mountain, which was Nomi’s only Destination!

The key Nomi flew to Quel'Thalas, and Farad recognized it!

And Nomi, who lacked some life experience, was completely guessed by Farad in a panic.

Nuomi fluttered with his little wings and flew southward desperately, but it was a pity that his speed was so different from Farad—just when he flew to Khaz Modan, Nomi found Farad behind. .

How to do? !

Can't run away, can't fight, call the parents!

Although Nomi's parents are not here, but the drunk friends are here!

So, before the sky was completely bright, a young dragon flew into the gate of Ironforge like a swift.

Then, the dwarf in charge of the goalkeeper spotted a little panda man smashing.

"Deathwing... a subordinate of Deathwing!"

The dwarf guard jumped up almost excitedly when he heard Deathwing, and when he figured out that it was Deathwing's men, he appeared quite calm.

"Black Dragon?"

"Yes, adult black dragon!"

"Camoco, you go and take this little guy to find His Majesty the King." The headed dwarf guard who seemed to be a little older took up the musket beside him, "I'm going to move!"

"What are you doing?!" Nomi's eyes widened instantly, "That's an adult black dragon!"

"I know." A bright smile appeared on the dwarf's face, and a mouthful of white teeth was revealed. "But I am the best hunter of the dwarf-Hemet Nesingwary!"

"I am, Ace Hunter!"

Then, ignoring Nomi's obstruction, Old Nesingwary hummed and strode out of the Ironforge gate with a shotgun.

"We are all musketeers, and each bullet takes away an enemy..."

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Farad also went outside Ironforge--now he was hesitating what he would do next.

Nomi suddenly got into Ironforge, which caused a lot of trouble.

Although Farad is a proud black dragon, he has not been arrogant enough to single-handedly challenge Ironforge. He knew that as long as he dared to attack frontally, he would definitely be turned into a dead dragon by the dwarf artillery and the dwarf gunner.

But did you just let Nomi go?

Once Ravenholdt is exposed, if the oath is to investigate thoroughly, then the entire Eastern Kingdom's actions may fail!

Now is a critical period!

The oath is calculating C'Thun, but N'Zoth is also calculating the oath!

Love to find the plan of Deathwing and N'Zoth, as long as the battle of the quicksand reopens, the Eastern Kingdom will change!

At this kind of moment, if the plan is destroyed for his own reasons, Farad believes that Lord Deathwing will tear himself alive!

Then, just when Farad didn't know what to do, a dwarf appeared.

"Huh! Big Lizard, since it's here in Ironforge, don't even think about leaving!"

Farad lowered his head and saw a dwarf, carrying a musket, and showing himself a piece of parchment.

"As the guard of Ironforge, I temporarily arrested you on the grounds of threatening Ironforge...well, airspace!"

At this moment, Farad was almost amused.

When can a dwarf point to himself? !

When did the black dragon become so "amiable"? !

Needless to say, Farad is directly a blazing dragon's breath. He wants to turn this dwarf who knows no height into a pile of coke!

Facing the black dragon swooping down with blazing flames, the old Nesingwary did not choose to take it hard—after all, he was a shooting hunter, completely different from a survival hunter who claimed to be a Beastmaster.

Roll and jump continuously.

The black dragon dives quickly and is full of power, but for the old Nesingwary who has a lot of experience in fighting birds of prey, a dive attack is the easiest to dodge.

Because the direction cannot be changed when diving.

Although the huge size of the black dragon made his dive attack range large enough, the old Nesingwary evaded in a direction perpendicular to the dive route for the first time.

The effect is obvious. Although the old Nesingwary feels his back is very hot, there is absolutely no injury!

For the huge black dragon, turning around in the air is not easy.

Taking advantage of the interval between Farad's next attack, the old Nesingwary did not hesitate to pull the trigger-the gunpowder was already installed just before evading.

The hot bullet drew a spark on Farad's scales, making the black dragon a little uncomfortable-but it was just uncomfortable.

Obviously, Nesingwary's attack was not enough to break the black dragon's scales head-on.

In this regard, Old Nesingwary was not surprised. The shot just now was just a regular bullet, and it couldn't be more normal that it could not break the defense of the black dragon.

But the next one will not be that simple!

When Farad turned around, he was greeted by a huge grenade.

Grenade is the old Nesingwary’s favorite ammunition when dealing with large prey. When these big guys hit the target, they will have a violent explosion, and then break the target’s defenses-the crocodile of the Swamp of Sorrows, the mammoth of the Borean Tundra In the orangutans of Stranglethorn Vale, countless large prey has fallen under the grenade of Old Nesingwary.

Although the old Nesingwary never tried to attack the dragon, he believed that this grenade would definitely make this guy look good!

In fact, Farad did have a moment of panic.

This grenade with obvious dwarf engineering style reminded him of Nomi’s weird engineering products~www.ltnovel.com~ Those things left an extremely deep impression on her, if he could, he didn’t want it. Hit by this stuff.

But Nesingwary's attack was really tricky, and he simply avoided it.

In desperation, Farad straightened his chest and used the thickest part of his scale to meet the grenade.

In the expectation of Old Nesingwary, a firework bloomed in the air.

There was no expected fall of the prey.

The next moment, Farad swooped down at a faster speed.

The dragon's breath he breathed this time was no longer a billowing flame, but countless hot, semi-melted rocks!

The flamethrower turned into a shotgun!

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The Ace Hunter's Battle Cry is not triggered! Farad is 6/6 in shape!