Shadow Trails in Azeroth

Dalithian, I need you to secretly return to Deep Rock Continent with a few of your fellow black dragons who are loyal to me.

On the one hand, I reported our actions to my father who was recovering from his injuries there. On the other hand, I need you to supervise those elemental servants to continue to mine elementium ore and elementium crystal for us.

On the top floor of Blackstone Tower, in a spacious building that Nefarian called Black Wing Lair, the black dragon princess Onyxia, wearing a slim black robe, was conveying orders to her loyal subordinates.

While stroking her long hair that had been modified but still beautiful and smooth, she said to the tall adult black dragon in front of her:

My father, Deathwing, the sole and eternal leader of the Black Dragonflight, needs to know that we, his loyal servants, have been moved to the world of Draenor at his behest.

This would allow my father to have peace of mind when plotting terrible plots.

But our going to that world is just for refuge, and it does not mean that we have to abandon Azeroth. We will return here gloriously with a more powerful Black Dragon Legion at some point in the future.

And we need to prepare weapons and resources in advance for our return.

Your plan is unparalleled, Your Highness Princess.

The tall black dragon warrior Dalisian praised in an awkward but sincere tone, like a qualified dog licker.

With an attitude of admiration, it said to its Princess:

But Your Highness, the source of ores and crystals cannot be smelted in Deep Rock Continent, which will attract the attention and dissatisfaction of those earth elements. When Lord Deathwing is injured and the Black Dragon Legion is far away, we cannot face the Rock Legion. conflict.

We still have to bring those ores and crystals back to the material world for smelting, but our goblin servants have been dismissed.

No, not all.

Onyxia chuckled lightly, and said to Dalisian with a tone of wisdom:

I secretly arranged for one of my servants to stay in the material world and hide among mortals. I have used my connections in the human world to find an excellent hidden identity for him.

You don't have to worry about him being discovered.

The source minerals and crystals excavated are then taken to the Treasure Bay, the dirty city of the goblins, and put into a special warehouse at the dock every two months.

Of course someone will pick it up.

After we leave Azeroth, if you and your companions need anything else, you can contact it for help. In addition, I will leave my lair in the continent of Kalimdor to you to look after for me.

I believe that you, being loyal, will be able to take good care of my nest.

Your lair? Leave it to me?

Dalisian's breathing suddenly became faster.

That is the place where Her Royal Highness the Princess stays, which is equivalent to Her Highness's boudoir. A servant like myself... Ah, Her Royal Highness the Princess is so generous!

She is so kind and wise, and she has arranged the handover for herself in advance to avoid being discovered by other annoying dragons.

Only such a leader is worth following!

Dalisian's psychological changes seemed to be sensed by Onyxia. The black dragon princess smiled and reached out to touch her servant's cheek.

This action made the black dragon's body tense up.

The fragrance of His Highness made his brain dizzy, and a strong sense of happiness hit the heart of the dog-licking black dragon warrior. Under the princess's tender gaze, it felt full of strength.

It even has the courage to attack the Dragon Sleeping Temple alone, and it is not afraid even if it faces the dragon army that wants to kill it.

There are not many among our kind that I can trust, my Dalishian.

In a sad and helpless tone, Onyxia said to the black dragon warrior with rosy cheeks and heavy breathing in front of her:

I can only hand over these dangerous but important tasks to the people I trust most. My brother has his warriors, but I also have you. I believe that you will not be weaker than the stupid dragon beast under his command.

You won't let me down either.

Wait patiently in Azeroth for the day when I return, my champion.

At that time, through your great sacrifice and contribution to the Black Dragon Legion, I will have enough courage and reason to ask my father to entrust my future to a truly trustworthy compatriot.

Having said this, Her Royal Highness the Princess shyly withdrew her hand and said to the happy Black Dragon Licking Dog who almost fainted:

That's it. My brother is still waiting for me to meet him and discuss the future of the Black Dragon Legion with my mother. I can't delay any longer.

Take care of yourself, my warrior.

After saying that, Onyxia patted her cheek, smiled shyly at Dalisian, and quickly left the room, leaving only the Black Dragon Warrior standing there sluggishly.

He reached out and stroked his cheek, stroking the spot that Her Royal Highness had touched just now, and then remembered the princess's instructions about her life and future.

For the Black Dragon Legion! For Her Royal Highness the Princess!

Dalisian suddenly roared and strode away confidently.

It is already full of hope for the future.

This scene fell under the gaze of Onyxia at the edge of the platform above, causing a strange, proud and disdainful expression to appear on the beautiful cheek of the Black Dragon Princess.

Oh, man. No matter what race, men will ignore all potential threats when the sperm enters the brain, and will be led by the lower body to rush towards death.

The black dragon princess named Onyxia, actually written as Xalatath, sneered. She sighed and said in her heart:

It's better for my little master. Always sensible, always cold, always honest, he will never be deceived by such a sad drama.

There is indeed only one such amazing man like him in this world.

It's been so long since I've been away from him, it's really haunting.

I really want to eat him in one bite!

Haha, there will always be a chance, Xal'atas, save the delicious food for last.

There will be a chance, just be patient.

She spoke to herself like this, brushed her hair, and with a charming demeanor, walked gracefully towards the central hall of the Black Wing Lair amidst the salutes of a group of wild and gloomy black dragons. go.

Her brother and her mother were already there waiting for her.

What they want to discuss next is something extremely important to the life and death of the Black Dragon Legion.

Blackwing Lair is the highest platform in Blackstone Mountain. The Dark Iron dwarves hollowed out the mountain here. It was originally intended to be used as an observation platform. However, after the orcs occupied Blackstone Tower, it came under tribal management.

Later, it was handed over to the Black Dragon Legion under Nefarian by Red.

On this high platform stands a broken throne, and from the throne you can see the entire Burning Plains. Looking down from here, you really feel like a king seeing all the mountains and small mountains at a glance.

No wonder his brother likes to stay in this place so much.

According to the two Black Dragons under his command, after the Black Dragon Legion obtained the Black Wing Lair from the orcs, Nefarian would come here in his free time and look out at his kingdom.

But today, the Black Dragon Prince behaved very appropriately.

In human form, he held his ruby ​​scepter shaped into a dragon's claw and stood submissively under the throne, and on the throne sat it and Onyxia's mother.

That is Deathwing's orthodox consort, the most powerful female dragon in the Black Dragon Legion, Countess Sinestra.

It is generally called the Dragon Queen or Dragon Mother.

She suffered some domestic violence from her husband in her early years, which caused her dragon's shape to become abnormally ferocious and torn. Those horrific scars would horrify even Xal'atath who had seen a lot.

But the human form of this female black dragon is very eye-catching.

She chose the Quel'dorei elf as her mortal form, with black hair shawl, wearing red armor, and a black dragon legion rune sword at her waist.

The broad cloak enveloped the body, giving the Dragon Mother sitting on the throne an awe-inspiring aura.

After seeing Onyxia walking gracefully onto the platform, a fleeting smile appeared on the indifferent face of the Dragon Mother.

In the past, she was not very satisfied with the Black Dragon Princess.

Compared with his excellent and down-to-earth son, his daughter is somewhat arrogant and styled like a noble princess, and wastes a lot of time on dressing up.

This made the Dragon Mother, who had experienced suffering and humiliation to survive, very dissatisfied. She thought Onyxia was too squeamish. In addition, Onyxia's abilities were indeed lacking compared to her brother.

However, the defeat of her powerful spouse probably shocked this immature girl to grow up overnight.

Whether it was her husband who stood up during the Battle of Dalaran and led the black dragon army to support her husband, beating the green dragons to their knees. It would be better to flee to Grim Batol and carefully learn from yourself the skills of taking care of dragon eggs and hatchlings.

She also sensed the crisis in advance, warned her, and took herself, the dragon egg, and her clan members to move before the other three-color dragons came after them. All of this allowed the mother of dragons to see Onyxia's growth.

That kind of excellent growth made her mother deeply gratified.

His daughter was finally saved.

And she is becoming more and more cunning, gloomy and wise as a mature black dragon should be. She is becoming more and more like her father.

This is a good thing.

But if it's too similar, that's not a good thing.

There is a subtle line here, and I hope young Onyxia must control it and not cross it. It is a crazy future with no turning back.

The Dragon Mother had had enough of enduring that future.

Mother, and brother.

Onyxia politely saluted the two people in front of her, the Dragon Mother nodded, and the Black Dragon Prince no matter what he thought in his heart, at least he showed a very gentle smile on his face.

The family looks harmonious and happy.

While you were resting, I already told your brother about your father's intentions and plans.

Your brother agrees very much with your father's strategy. He is willing to detach a black dragon team under his command to escort us and the important dragon eggs to the Dark Portal.

The Dragon Mother held on to the armrest of the throne, sighed, and said to Onyxia:

But it cannot leave with us.

How is this possible?

Onyxia saw the calm but unhappy expression on the Dragon Mother's face, and knew that the Dragon Mother was actually very dissatisfied with Nefarian's decision.

She understood immediately.

The evil-minded little master was right again.

It seems that Nefarian really shoulders the secret mission of Deathwing, and its importance makes him unwilling to leave here even at the risk of angering the Dragon Mother.

And it seemed that the Dragon Mother didn't know what Nefarian was doing in Blackstone Mountain.

This is an opportunity!

Xal'atath's mind turned around, and he pretended to be angry and yelled:

Escort the dragon egg to Draenor, find a new foothold for the Black Dragon Legion in the world of orcs, and multiply and accumulate strength for my father's great cause. This is an order given by my father himself!

No matter it is mother, me, or other compatriots in the Black Dragon Legion, there is no hesitation in this order, except you! Nefarian.

But you are unwilling to dedicate yourself to your father and the great cause of the Black Dragon Legion.

You covet comfort!

You rat!

You are not loyal to your father, you are a traitor to the Black Dragon Legion!

How shameful!

Do you think no one can find you if you are protected by orcs?

The Black Dragon Princess sneered, she turned angrily and said to the Dragon Mother:

Mother, now that he has his own foundation and calls himself the 'King of Black Stone', he obviously no longer intends to stay with us, the homeless dogs being hunted by the three-color dragon.

The great Nefarian has issued an eviction order.

We homeless people should stop being annoying here.

We might as well set out overnight, head to the Dark Portal, and seek a place to live in the world of Draenor.

It's not what you think, sister.

A cold flash flashed in Nefarian's eyes, and he coughed a few more times, ready to explain, but Onyxia counterattacked, and the Black Dragon Princess sneered again. She said:

Don't deceive me with your lies, you have been disloyal a long time ago! If you were loyal to your father, why didn't I see your faction, the Black Dragons, come to help during the Battle of Dalaran?

The ones who were caught and those who died are all my companions, the black dragons who don’t have much to do with you!

Our influence in the human world has been wiped out.

But your faction is unscathed!

I even suspected that you were so crazy that you betrayed your father!

Princess Black Dragon's voice became colder and colder, and she said in a deep voice:

Otherwise, how can we explain that my father's disguise in the human world was discovered by a despicable and dirty pirate assassin? Someone must have leaked the secret.

After saying this, even the expression of the Dragon Mother sitting on the throne changed.

Although she didn't want to believe that her husband's exposure was related to Nefarian, what Onyxia said did make sense.

Deathwing was seriously injured and the Black Dragon Legion suffered heavy losses. Only Nefarian's Blackstone faction retained its strength.

This is not normal in any way.

You! That's enough! Don't spit on others!

As soon as the Black Dragon Prince saw such an obvious change in expression on the Dragon Mother's face, he immediately knew something was wrong.

He did have some thoughts to protect his faction, but he swore to the Holy Light that it would never betray Deathwing.

How can it have the courage?

Nefarian raised his finger, pointed at Onyxia and scolded her, but then looked at his sister with a headache and a sneer on her face with her arms folded.

The prince thought for a few seconds, seeming to be considering countermeasures in his mind. After a long period of silence and Onyxia's sarcastic gaze, the King of Blackstone was finally helpless.

It doesn't care about the weak Onyxia.

But it couldn't quarrel with the Dragon Mother here, so it said with a cold expression:

It seems that you won't give up until I show you my mission. It just so happens that my mother is here too. You two are my relatives.

There should be no secrets between relatives.

Come on, then, and I'll show you the mission my father gave me, so you can understand why I can't go to the world of Draenor with you.

You are looking for a future for the Black Dragon Legion, and I am going to bring destruction to the enemies of the Black Dragon Legion!

But remember, this must not be leaked, otherwise the situation is already very bad and the Black Dragon Legion will immediately usher in an undisputed doomsday of destruction.