Remember [New] in a second! Under Deathwing's cruel and strict control, Onyxia gritted her teeth and struggled for many years before she gained her current strength.

However, even during the period when she was struggling to survive under the shadow of Deathwing's wings, Onyxia did not obey all his orders. In places where there is no harm, she often violated Deathwing's orders. place.

Deathwing saw Onyxia's little tricks, and he chose to turn a blind eye.

Unlike Onyxia, who is relatively light in control, Nefarian, who has always been regarded as the best heir by Deathwing, does not have her spare power to fish.

Nefarian's discipline will only be stricter than Onyxia's, so strict that he doesn't even have the opportunity to show his personality, and can only obey Deathwing's words.

Over time, Nefarian simply closed his heart and strictly followed Deathwing's request to study the so-called colorful dragon for him.

Tens of thousands of years later, when Nefarian, who was obsessed with research, finally made some breakthroughs in the study of colorful dragons, Deathwing mercilessly asked him to abandon all related experiments and study a more profane and twisted dragon. A new mutant dragon species.

Twilight Dragon.

During the thousands of years of promoting the process of experimenting with colorful dragons, Nefarian hunted and killed a large number of other four-color dragons as research materials, and therefore placed the most wanted warrant in Wyrmrest Temple.

Seeing that the research results that he put in a lot of painstaking efforts were about to go to waste, Nefarian, who thought he had closed his heart for a long time, finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Through the partial battle that captured the Molten Core and liberated the Dark Iron Dwarves, Nefarian showed kindness to Sharlayan...or Onyxia in a very subtle way.

Perhaps at that time he just wanted to leave a way out for himself, but from the perspective of Salayan, who had the layout in advance from the perspective of God, Nefarian's step just widened his future path.

If he followed Deathwing and became the dog of the ancient gods with all his heart, he was doomed to die.

"about this point…"

Sharlayan smiled confidently: "I had a little discussion with Alexstrasza before."

"At that time, she didn't give a direct answer, but only gave some hints of Mohu."

Onyxia frowned: "What hint? It's very difficult?"

Sharlayan shook his head: "Whether it is difficult or not is not up to us."

"The numerous crimes Nefarian committed in his early years are irreversible. It is absolutely impossible for him to return to Wyrmrest Temple completely. The families of the dragons who died under his hands will not agree."

"However, as long as Nefarian can make enough contributions in the action of destroying the traitor of the dragon clan, Deathwing, and assist Wyrmrest Temple to recover the power to protect the earth, Wyrmrest Temple headed by Alexstrasza will make a decision. The upper echelons will not continue to send people to hunt and kill him."

"At that time, Nefarian, who has been freed from the coercion of Deathwing, can freely choose his future life."

"This is the official attitude of Wyrmrest Temple, but from our standpoint..."

Noticing the deep meaning in Sharlayan's eyes, Onyxia suddenly realized.

"As long as Nefarian is not allowed to continue to do evil, can we provide resources for the research projects he is interested in in private?"

Salayan smiled and nodded: "That's probably the case. You can pass this passage on to Nefarian without any changes. Afterwards... it's up to him to decide."

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"waste!"

Archimonde angrily kicked a wounded Dreadlord out of his sight.

Before the poor guy landed, his body disintegrated into a green blood mist in mid-air.

Archimonde had a rare plan to use his brain to figure out what kind of medicine those Azerothians were selling in their gourds.

However, the scouts and spies under the Defiler disappointed him. After more than a week of investigation, they still failed to obtain any valuable information.

The more so, the more Archimonde felt that there was a problem, and his mood became more and more anxious.

"Useless things!"

Archimonde paced back and forth in the camp angrily: "Do you want me to collect information in person? What's the use of the Burning Legion raising you bastards!"

Facing Archimonde's anger, the remaining officers in the demon army were all silent, no one dared to answer, but many of them secretly slandered in their hearts.

'Obviously you said that you don't need to keep those rats that can only crawl in the dark in your army, and you laughed triumphantly at Kil'jaeden who only knows how to hide behind the scenes and do some small tricks. Now you blame us for not cultivating professional spies personnel…'

Due to the differences in personal behavior styles, the resourceful faction and spy elites in the Burning Legion usually will not choose to be loyal to Archimonde, but will gather under the hands of fraudsters who value their abilities and values ​​more.

Birds of a feather flock together.

Most of Archimonde's subordinates are generals like Mannoroth who are full of fighting minds. Most of them have strong actual combat capabilities, but most of the time they are too lazy to use their brains, and just follow the boss to be reckless.

As the saying goes, there is specialization in the art industry.

Under the personal management of Valeera and Maiev, the intelligence defense line of Mount Hyjal was woven to be watertight, and these two-knife spies under Archimonde could not get any valuable information at all.

Of the high-ranking demon officers Archimonde brought to Azeroth, only one of the destroyers, Dallian, was still alive.

Seeing that Archimonde turned his eyes full of anger to himself, Dalian, who had just connected his arm not long ago, felt a chill down his back, and sighed silently in his heart.

No matter what she thought in her heart, Dallian could only bite the bullet and stand up.

"My lord, let me lead the vanguard to test the enemy's reality."

Under Dallian's conscious initiative to fight, the anger on Archimonde's face finally calmed down a little.

"Very well, go ahead, I will be ready to personally meet you at any time, the Burning Legion will not forget..."

Before Archimonde's official scene was finished, four huge dragons that spread their wings enough to cover the sky and the sun swooped down from the sky at the same time, followed by a dozen or so smaller-sized dragons of the same race.

Feeling the powerful aura of these four giant dragons, even the bold Archimonde, who is highly skilled, changed color slightly.

"How courageous! How dare you take the initiative to attack!"

Pulling the somewhat bewildered Dallian behind him with one hand, Archimonde lifted up a dark green fel energy barrier with his calm left hand.

"hold head high!"

Under the leadership of the four leading dragons, all the incoming dragons spit out colorful breaths towards the camp of the Burning Legion.

Archimonde's defensive barrier only protected the demon officers centered on himself, and the ordinary demon soldiers screamed again and again under the sudden attack of the dragon's breath.

Ever since he became the demon lord second only to Sargeras, Archimonde had never been so arrogantly slapped in the face.

After guarding against the first wave of dragon's breath, Archimonde's face was dark, and he completely ignored the demon officers around him. Without saying a word, he ran after the dragon army who turned around and tried to evacuate.

He was so proud that he couldn't swallow this breath.

"Baited."

Alexta's huge dragon boy who was turning back flashed: "According to the plan."

"Solidormi, Sinestra, Inranikus, Taranistrasz, and Saragosa, the Dragon Legion will be under your command for the time being."

"Brothers and sisters, come with me!"

Archimonde, who was chasing the guardian dragon, was not completely dazed by his anger. Seeing the four largest dragons moving separately from the other dragons, he immediately realized that the other party intended to take him out of the regular battle. separated out.

"I want to see what tricks you guys want to play."

Archimonde pondered for a moment before taking another step forward: "In the face of absolute strength, the so-called tricks are nothing more than cleverness. I will prove this to Kil'jaeden with practical actions!"

At this moment, Archimonde was not simply overheated. He came to the conclusion that he could hold the situation based on the information provided by Kel'Thuzad before boldly chasing after him.

As expected by Archimonde~lightnovelpub.net~ When he followed the four giant dragons that were gradually descending to a clearing in the forest, Cenarius, the demigod of the forest that he had always remembered was already waiting here .

"All spirits in the forest, please heed my call!"

As soon as Archimonde appeared, Cenarius couldn't wait to raise his hand and cast spells.

Under the contemptuous and playful gaze of the Polluter, Cenarius, who looked nervous, catalyzed the plants in the nearby forest, and the crazy growth of trees completely blocked the way Archimonde came.

"That's it?"

Archimonde sneered and twisted his neck, and looked around the five demigods waiting in full force without any pressure.

"Do you think that just relying on this few people can hold me back?"

"Who gave you the confidence to stop the powerful polluter!"

"Arrogance!"

The aura on Archimonde's body erupted in an all-round way, and the surrounding forest was ignited by the flames of evil energy spreading from him. Archimonde, shrouded in green fire, shouted rebelliously: "Facing the net of the Burning Legion! Shi Lieyan, face me Archimonde!"