Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

"It's very simple."

Andrea smiled mysteriously, "If you want to get rid of Neltharion and the slavery of his master who secretly controls him, you and all the black dragons must have a clear plan for the future."

"Resist or submit? This choice will determine your future course of action. I advise you to make up your mind early, after all..."

With a fist on the ground, Andrea said with a half-smile, "Controlling Neltharion's existence will not give you too much time. The servant he wants is definitely not just a black dragon king with outstanding combat power, but All of you black dragon clan."

…

Andrea convinced Nefarian by virtue of his strength, and the Black Dragon, who advocated force, was the easiest to listen to persuasion in this state.

Although he still had a lot of doubts about Andrea's words, but seeing that Andrea had no intention of taking his own life, Nefarian left Neltharion's lair from the back door with a pile of slate books in his arms. .

"So the back door is there."

The direction Nefarian left seemed to be a solid mountain wall, but the Black Dragon Prince, who had returned to his original form, passed through the mountain wall without hindrance. That mountain wall was obviously just a phantom that blinded his eyes.

Turning to look at Neltharion's treasure pile, Andrea showed the expression of a money fan.

"Now, these treasures belong to me."

Although the black dragons of Azeroth do not have the habit of collecting shiny treasures to fill their lairs like other fantasy literature.

But Neltharion, as one of the five guardian dragons, has collected a lot of precious treasures over the years, including the ancient Titan stone tablets that Nefarian took away.

There are no gold coins in the treasure that looks like a heap of debris. Instead, there are a lot of magical weapons and armor, and even some strange items that are unknown but exude powerful energy fluctuations.

Andrea is not interested in metal armor. As a Druid, metal armor that does not have magic power conductivity will affect his efficiency and flexibility when transforming into battle.

But these equipments are good things after all, and Andrea swept everything into his space package based on the idea that I will come, I will see, and I will take it.

"Why are there so many two-handed weapons? Is this Neltharion's bad taste?"

Among the treasures of the Black Dragon King, excluding the unknown objects whose source and effect could not be identified for the time being, most of them were metal utensils, especially two-handed weapons. Andrea found at least five of them during the search.

"Ok?"

The search movement stopped suddenly, and Andrea's gaze stayed on a strange-shaped scimitar stuck on the ground.

"This weird shape, could it be..."

The shape of this scimitar is very eye-catching, the guard and the blade are almost integrated, and the sharp barbs are distributed on the curved guard, which seems to imply that this weapon can hurt people and self at the same time.

The most striking thing is the big purple eyeball that looks very scary in the center of the handle.

Although Andrea had never played a priest in his previous life, this famous scimitar also appeared in a certain task in version 8.0, and Andrea still had a deep impression of this pit master guy.

Xal'atath Blade of the Dark Empire.

It is said that this scimitar was made from the claws of an ancient **** who was defeated in ancient times. Whether this is the case has long been unknown.

After the Titan Guardians destroyed the Dark Empire, the scimitar also disappeared, until a Gurubashi priest who failed to fight for power found it by accident, or...was chosen by it on its own initiative.

As if feeling the power of shadow on Andrea's body, the surface of the blade of the Dark Empire Blade began to emit a resonant purple shimmer.

"Oh~"

If it is a person who does not know the details, they may think that this is their own opportunity, and pull it out of the ground without hesitation.

But Andrea was well aware of the nature of Xalatas, and he temporarily ignored the call of the Dark Empire Blade.

"click"

The sudden slight movement from behind made Andrea turn around vigilantly, and a drogbar wearing simple armor suddenly sprang out from the ground.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not your enemy."

Seeing Andrea's guarded look, Drogbar, who entered the cave, raised his hands to show that he was not malicious. His Kaldorei language was much more fluent than the stumbling Drogbar before.

Relaxing his vigilance a little, Andrea narrowed his eyes and asked, "Who are you? You came here specifically to find me?"

"That's right."

This drogbar glanced around without a trace, the ground severely damaged by the dragon's breath was shocking, and the two big dirt bags that had been turned over just now also made him secretly surprised.

‘Is this a battle that just ended in a short time? No wonder those two powerful guards were gone. '

With a sense of awe in his heart, Drogbar patted his chest heavily and introduced himself, "My name is Igrul, the current leader of Drogbar, the chief who should have inherited the title of Gray King."

"it should?"

Andrea found a big box among the treasures and sat down, looked at the drogbar with great interest and asked, "Then why didn't you inherit the title of Gray King? Is this title important to you?" ?”

When this question was mentioned, anger flashed in Igrul's eyes immediately.

"It's all because of Neltharion! The drogbar's resistance failed last time. He completely deprived us of our qualification to continue to have the Gray King. He used this as a warning so that we dare not betray again."

"The Gray King is the greatest warrior in the clan and the spiritual leader of all the drogbars. After losing the title of the Gray King, my people began to lose their will to fight, becoming lazy and content with being enslaved."

Andrea nodded noncommittally, "In other words, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, as the current leader of Drogbar, you want to overthrow Neltharion's brutal rule and let your people regain their freedom?"

"right."

Iglul said firmly, "This is my lifelong wish, so I will come to meet you immediately after being notified by my subordinates."

"I want to confirm for myself whether the person who seeks the Hammer of Kazgros has the ability to help my people get rid of slavery."

"So?"

Andrea smiled and spread his hands, "What's your impression of me? It's not the strong physique you imagined, maybe you will be disappointed?"

"Your Excellency is serious."

Igrul bowed his head respectfully and said, "Just because you can kill the two gatekeepers left by Neltharion in a short period of time, I can be sure that your strength is definitely not weak, but..."

Iglul turned his head and looked at the scorched ground that was scorched black by the shadow flames. "As far as I know, the flames spewed by the dragonmen cannot reach this level of power. What is this scar?"

A hint of approval flashed in Andrea's eyes, "That's right, the observation was very careful, this mark was not caused by a dragon man, but an adult dragon."

"what?!"

Iglul looked left and right nervously, and Andrea waved his hand to comfort him, "Don't worry, he was temporarily persuaded by me and left early."

"Depending on the situation, maybe we can get the help of the black dragon in our actions in the future."

The awe in Iglul's eyes was even more obvious. He was able to remain unscathed after fighting an adult dragon. The strength of this sudden invader far exceeded his imagination.

...Although Iglul didn't know that the adult dragon's strength contained a lot of moisture.