Remember [New] in a second! Black Horn, Spiritwalker, is the alias Ebythian used while living among the Highmountain tribe.

Except for the great chiefs of the past, no one knows how many years this soul walker has lived, and no one knows his true identity.

Adopted at a young age by Huln Highmountain, who was exiled from Deathwing, Ebyssian has always held respect for his adoptive father.

Even though the mortal Hun Gaoling had passed away long ago, Ebythian still silently guarded his descendants for ten thousand years.

Unsurprisingly, Blackhorn is speaking vividly about Huln's heroic deeds during the War of the Ancients.

...However, many of them are obviously mixed with personal subjective opinions, which exaggerates the strength of Hun Gaoling a bit too much.

The content of punching Titodios and kicking Mannoroth is obviously not official history.

Compared with the boring official history, the story told by Abby Sian is quite historical, and it really attracted the attention of many young calves.

Sharlayan had always wondered why the tauren in Highmountain had horns like elks.

He tentatively got the answer through Black Horn's story of Shuangwen, who didn't know the truth or falsehood.

During the War of the Ancients, Hun Gaoling, who led the tauren to fight, performed very bravely.

By chance, Huon rescued Malorne's beloved general, a mighty elk named Aitlo, who was seriously injured on the battlefield.

Cenarius, the demigod of the forest, thanked Huun for saving his father's family, blessed Huun and his people, and bestowed them with the Horn of Etro.

Etro's horns are extremely hard and will not be damaged easily. This special antler has become a unique feature of the Highmountain Tauren, allowing them to launch a lethal charge with this pair of huge antlers in battle.

The story has been pretty normal until here, and under the infectious narration of Noire, Sharlayan, Stellagosa and Tinagosa are also gradually brought into the story.

But the next plot development is more magical, and the famous scene where the barrage used to be a joke finally appeared.

Famous scene - Huln blocked the portal and blasted the Burning Legion.

Salayan couldn't help but chuckle at this rather dramatic development of the story, and Stellagosa also laughed and shook her head. Only Tina, who was still young, still listened with gusto.

Sharlayan's chuckle drew Ebonhorn's distracted attention.

When he saw the two people standing not far away, Black Horn's pupils shrank obviously.

"Children, let's end today's story first. Don't forget to write down your impressions. I will check your homework next time in class."

"Cut~"

The little calves were forcibly interrupted when they heard the excitement, and they all let out unpleasant boos at the same time.

Black Horn ignored these little mischiefs, his attention was completely attracted by the two outside guests.

Also belonging to the dragon clan, Black Horn felt a familiar aura from Stellagosa, and Tinagosa's crappy disillusionment technique couldn't fool this adult black dragon.

On the other hand, Sharlayan who was following...

‘Is this person a dragon or a mortal? '

After dispersing the clinging calves, Black Horn came to Sharlayan and Stellagosa with steady steps.

"Three, shall we talk in another place?"

Stellagosa subconsciously turned her gaze to Sharlayan for advice. From her actions, it could be seen who was making the decision for this three-person team.

A strange color flashed in Black Horn's eyes, and he looked at Sharlayan with meaningful eyes.

Sharlayan smiled nonchalantly, patted the feathers of the little crow lying in his arms, and said to Black Horn politely: "Your guest is up to you, Mr. Soulwalker, please lead the way."

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Noire is not extraordinary, and his appearance will not change with the passage of time.

In order not to arouse suspicion, it is not convenient for him to live in Thunder Totem for a long time, and he will only teach the young calves when he has a whim.

In order to avoid being unable to provide support in case of emergencies, Black Horn's tent is not far from the Thunder Totem, and lives in the territory of the Hemane clan, a wilderness that no one cares about.

After bringing the three of them back to his tent, Black Horn's gentle aura when facing the Kaolin tauren gradually subsided, and the aura as thick as the earth pressed on the three of Sharlayan.

"Who are you? Why did you come to me?"

Black Horn said with a calm expression: "First of all, I have never had any contact with other black dragons, and I am not interested in participating in their crazy actions to subvert the world order."

Now that Black Horn has seen the identities of the three visitors, Tinagosa no longer maintains the disillusionment technique, and justly transformed back into the young dragon itself.

"Puff~ I'm suffocating!"

Black Horn looked at Tina Gosa with a strange expression: "...the baby dragon?"

As we all know, young dragons have little combat effectiveness, and are usually protected in the nest, at least until they grow into young dragons before they are allowed to go out.

The other party is willing to bring the fragile dragonling to visit, there should be no malicious intentions, and Black Horn's vigilance is obviously relaxed.

After the pressure on his shoulders dissipated, Sharlayan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

‘As expected of an adult black dragon, the aura it unleashes has such a powerful oppressive force. '

Ebythian, whose alias is Black Horn, is not only an adult black dragon, but also a direct descendant of Deathwing, a proper descendant of the royal family, with a very pure black dragon blood.

Excluding the crooked Nefarian and Onyxia, Ebythian is the only one in the new generation of black dragon royal family who has not been polluted by the power of the ancient gods.

Salayan turned his head and gave Stellagosa a wink, and Little Xingxing took a step forward knowingly to introduce himself.

"I'm glad to see a pure black dragon that has not been corrupted by the power of the ancient gods. I am Stellagosa from the Blue Wing Habitat, the granddaughter of Senegos."

"Blue Wing Habitat? Senegosa?"

Ebisian raised his eyebrows: "That old blue dragon entrenched in Azsuna?"

Senegos was about the same age as Malygos, and was much older than Ebythian, who was born after the War of the Ancients, so there was no problem calling him senior.

Not long ago, when he went to the coast of Suramar to observe the black dragons who sneaked into the tomb of Sargeras, Abyssian saw the huge blue dragon flying through the sky.

When Senegos turned his meaningful eyes, Abyssian knew that his identity had been exposed.

But unexpectedly, the blue dragon, who had a deep-seated hatred with the black dragon clan, did not attack him.

Abyssian fled back to Highmountain full of doubts, but has not been able to figure out the ins and outs of the matter so far.

It happened that Stellagosa came to the door on his own initiative, and the two sides had a discussion on this matter.

"So that's how it is."

Knowing that Senegos did not participate in the ancient battle that almost led to the extermination of the blue dragon clan because of his self-restraint, Ebisian sighed with some emotion: "Perhaps, this is the glimmer of life left by fate for the blue dragon clan." .”

"so?"

Ebisian looked at Stellagosa suspiciously, and glanced at Salayan out of the corner of his eye.

"Is it Senegos who wants to find me? Who is this gentleman? He actually has the aura of mortals and dragons at the same time."

Sharlayan finally found a chance to intervene, and he politely saluted Ebbsian, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ebbsian, son of Neltharion."

Ebisian's complexion changed slightly, and he fixedly looked at Sharlayan with profound eyes.

"How do you know my name and background?"

Sharlayan smiled noncommittally: "It's not important, we are here to visit, we really want to ask for something."

Abby Xian said cautiously: "Tell me, I don't guarantee that I will be able to help."

A meaningful smile appeared on Sharlayan's face: "You must be able to help, after all... this matter is related to the continuation of the black dragon clan."

Ebisian narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked solemnly: "What do you mean? Isn't my father... Deathwing still alive? What does the continuation of the black dragon clan have to do with me, an outlier?"

Sharlayan shook his head: "I have lived in the Broken Isles for a long time~lightnovelpub.net~ You may not be very clear about the changes in Azeroth in recent years."

"Let me introduce myself first."

Sharlayan patted his chest and said loudly: "I am the dragon Elenastrasza and the high elf Julian Deep Shadow Son, a hybrid of dragons and high elves."

"Two years ago, I assisted the four dragon kings in Grim Batol to severely damage Deathwing."

"It's a pity that I couldn't keep him completely, and let Deathwing escape into the maelstrom. Since then, he has been hiding in the deep rock continent of the earth elemental world to recuperate and recast his armor."

"After Deathwing fled, all the black dragons of Azeroth were at the command of his eldest son, Nefarian."

"I don't know the true thoughts of this black dragon prince. Judging from his actions at this stage, it seems that he is adhering to an idea similar to that of Deathwing, and wants to subvert the order of Azeroth. Rule the world."

Salayan looked at Ebisian with a solemn expression and asked: "As a direct heir of Neltharion and one of the orthodox heirs of the Black Dragon Legion, are you willing to watch Nefarian lead the Black Dragon Clan to the end? Returning?"