Remember [New] in a second! Vol'jin, who has been staying in the ruins and intending to provide help at any time, is very self-aware. He knows that the black dragon's information is not what he should listen to, so he consciously found an excuse to leave the house.

Half an hour later, Bartos, whose will was forcibly twisted, fell into a deep sleep again.

Due to the subconscious resistance to Onyxia's mind control deep in his soul, Bartos's mental wear and tear is extremely serious.

After revealing the information Sharlayan and the others wanted, it would take him at least a month to recover from the exhaustion of his soul.

For Onyxia, the use value of Bartos ended here for the time being.

The four people sitting in a circle were silent for a long time, and Valeera, who was not a party to the internal struggle of the Dragon Clan, took the initiative to break the awkward silence.

"So, Oni's guess is correct."

"Although Nefarian has taken over the important task of managing the rebel black dragon from Deathwing, he doesn't intend to copy Deathwing's methods completely, but has his own plans."

Onyxia's expression was a bit complicated, and she sighed softly: "I knew that guy likes to hide everything in his heart since he was a child, just like a riddle man, letting others guess his mind."

Sharlayan still kept calm and reminded: "Oni, don't be too optimistic."

"Baltos' confession can only show that Nefarian will not follow Deathwing's doomed self-destructive path. It does not mean that he will cooperate with the defenders of Azeroth."

Onyxia raised her hand and rubbed her face, and replied solemnly: "I know that an enemy's enemy is not necessarily a friend."

Stellagosa added: "Besides, it is still unknown whether Nefarian will tear himself apart from Deathwing and become an enemy."

"Most of Nefarian's main black dragons were left to him by Deathwing, and the loyalty of those bewildered black dragons cannot be guaranteed."

After all, this is the internal affairs of the Black Dragon Clan, and Sharlayan didn't intend to intervene forcefully. He looked up at Onyxia who had a somewhat troubled expression.

"Ani, what are you going to do?"

"If the original plan is followed, Ebixian will lead the establishment black dragon army to attack the Black Rock Tower at the beginning of next year at the latest, and when the two dragons fight... I am afraid that there will be death."

Onyxia, who was in a complicated mood, smiled wryly and shook her head: "I don't know whether I should trust Nefarian, the only thing I can be sure of is that he has long planned to take advantage of the opportunity of the coalition forces to capture the Molten Core. This information tells us."

"As for whether we can receive the information he secretly released...that wicked guy probably took this process as a test for us."

"Hmm..." Sharlayan rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment: "As the saying goes, an old family is like a treasure."

"Since we can't make up our minds, why don't we pass on the information that Nefarian deliberately revealed to Dragon Queen Sinestra?"

Onyxia nodded in agreement: "Nefarian is several hundred years older than me, and he spends far more time with his mother than I do. My mother should know his nature better."

"Hmm~"

Onyxia, who made the decision, had nothing to worry about, sat on the spot and stretched her limbs relaxedly, showing her perfect body curve in front of Sharlayan without any shyness. Lila's death stares.

Valeera smacked her lips in displeasure: "Tsk! It's just fat, and it will affect my sneaking action if it gets bigger."

Sharlayan rolled up his dead fish eyes and complained in his heart: "Then why don't you keep staring at those two lumps of fat without blinking..."

Among Sharlayan's three existing confidante, Onyxia's figure is undoubtedly the best in terms of Azeroth's general aesthetics. Where she should be fat, she will never be fat. Any cellulite.

Valeera's advantage is her pair of straight and slender snow-white legs, and some barrages even call her leg fine.

In terms of the scale of the mountain alone, Valeera is no match for the perfectly proportioned Onyxia.

Stellagosa's figure is relatively average, without any special features, and she doesn't look as eye-catching as Onyxia.

What attracted Sharlayan most was not her figure, or even her appearance, but her knowledgeable, gentle and intellectual temperament as a blue dragon.

As for Jaina... the child is still young and has not yet fully developed, so it is not included for the time being.

Onyxia has never cared about the eyes of others except Sharlayan.

She ignored Valeera's eyes on the class enemy, and said to Salayan with a smile: "Let mother and Abyssian worry about the follow-up troubles."

"In short, this adventure trip to sneak into the Black Wing's Nest, our mission has been successfully completed."

Sharlayan also relaxed, and nodded with a smile: "Not only have we confirmed that Deathwing will not be able to return for at least three years, but we have also deciphered the signal that Nefarian sent out around the bush."

"As for whether Nefarian's position is true... Zhizi Moruomu, let the Dragon Queen rack his brains to make a judgment. Our mission is over here."

…

After solving the tasks of Molten Core and Blackwing Lair, Sharlayan plans to go back to Quel'Thalas to rest for a while.

During this period of rest, he wanted to entrust the Sun King to summon those completely credible high elf grand magisters to study the summoning tablet he got from Dagran Thaurissan.

The summoning spell recorded on the slate was for the fire element, but what Sharlayan wanted to summon was the king of the water element.

As the saying goes, the difference is a thousand miles away, Sharlayan doesn't want to lose the chain at a critical moment, and must be extra cautious when modifying this kind of demigod-level summoning technique.

"The problem now is..."

Onyxia kicked Bartos heavily in the ribs, and Bartos, who was deeply asleep, did not respond.

"What should I do with this guy? You can't bring him back to Quel'Thalas together?"

Sharlayan frowned and scratched his head: "Well... this is indeed a problem."

Regardless of Nefarian's own stance, most of the black dragons of Blackwing Lair are unaware of his intentions.

A large number of black dragons are furiously searching for the whereabouts of Sharlayan and his party near the Black Rock Mountain. Sending Bartos back now is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap.

"Small problems, leave them to me!"

Sunderland, who was watching the whole process, finally broke away from Sharlayan and condensed into an entity.

"Anyway, I have to go back to Black Rock Mountain to pick up my followers."

Sunderland said confidently: "With my speed, those stupid black dragons are impossible to catch. I will throw this guy at the door of the upper Blackstone Tower."

Onyxia complained with some displeasure: "Hey... the stupid black dragon you speak of doesn't include me, does it?"

"Uh~"

The outspoken Sunderland paused in embarrassment: "Of course not, you are Sharlayan's partner, that is, my friend. I will not confuse you with the hostile black dragon."

Onyxia raised her eyebrows slightly, and looked at Valeera, whose face was a little dark, with a half-smile.

"Partner... You have good eyesight, so I forgive you."

Sharlayan ignored the eye contact between Valeera and Onyxia, and solemnly asked Sunderland who called the wind and rolled up Baltos: "How is it? After inspecting Uldum, you have made up your mind." ?"

"Um."

Sunderland nodded firmly: "There are only intelligent creatures like the tol'vir in Uldum, and they have been isolated from the world for many years, and they don't have close contact with the outside world, so they are very suitable for seclusion."

"Moreover, the terrain there is also very suitable for our wind element to live in."

"It will take several years for me to absorb the wind element to restore my strength~lightnovelpub.net~ I will temporarily borrow and live in Uldum during this time. Taking this opportunity, I plan to find out what happened to my lost confidants What's up."

Sunderland clenched his fist firmly: "One day, I will lead the wind elementals who are willing to follow me to counterattack the wall of the sky, and take back what should belong to me from Al'Akir, whose will has already been corrupted!"

Sharlayan smiled and encouraged: "I believe there will be such a day."

"My family has properties in the Silithus Desert next to Uldum and Un'Goro Crater. If you need anything, you can ask the tol'vir to tell them. I promise they will do their best to help you. .”

Sunderland nodded gratefully to Sharlayan: "My friend, thanks to your help, I was able to get rid of the seal of Ragnaros, and I also took revenge on his clone."

"I promise in the name of Sunderland the Windchaser, the wind elementals under my command will always stand with you to protect the peace of Azeroth together."

Sharlayan stretched out his hand and shook Sunderland's elemental arm: "Let's help each other, and I won't be polite to you if there is a need in the future."

"Haha! No problem, it's a deal!"