Azeroth Trail of Light

"Get here, lowly human! I need you to pour me wine! You are only worthy of doing this!"

"Hahaha, Ebonok, you are wrong, they can't even pour wine, hahaha!"

In the wide room of the Black Wing Nest, Dick, who was wearing a poorly fitted black hunting suit, was holding a knife and fork and enjoying his lunch.

There seems to be a banquet here, and the air is full of intoxicating food, but the people sitting at the huge table are not gentlemen, but a group of rude dragon people, at the front of the table full of food. On the top, there are still a few black dragons that transform into human beings.

The staggering situation caused Dick to put the Buddha back in the same lively black iron bar in a daze, but just after he finished the last steak, he heard a nasty shout, and then there was a bunch of undisguised laughter.

The Paladin didn't need to look back at all to know who it was.

Ebonok and Fregel, two pure-blood black dragons under the command of the black dragon prince Nefarian, two guys with very bad personalities, they are responsible for guarding the laboratory of this super large palace. After Dick's arrival, these are boring. 'S guy finally had new fun

Dick shrugged, pulled the black-haired fighter with his fists clenched beside him, and pulled him out of the hall where the dragons could eat and drink. There were always dragons gnawing at them or doing some insults along the way. Sexual gestures, but Dick didn't care at all.

These guys can only do this level! They dare not hurt Dick and this black-haired human.

The majesty of Nefarian traveled unimpeded in this obsidian palace. After the black dragon prince ordered not to harm these two human beings, even the most rebellious dragon general Razogel, who was in charge of palace guards, also You have to resist the urge to kill Dick.

The prince called it "the last kindness to death row prisoners." Although Dick did not think he would die, he did not reject this kind of "kindness."

When two people stood outside the door of the hall, the angry black-haired human shook Dick's hand away and looked at him in disgust.

"You coward! If it were me, I would go up and knock the monsters who laughed at me to the ground! You can only swallow, keep swallowing!"

"Then killed by those monsters?"

Dick looked at the grumpy human who was exactly the same as King Varian in front of his eyes with a headache. He increased his tone, "Going recklessly is not brave, Golash! When will you understand this?"

After speaking, the Paladin rubbed his wrist.

"And do you think I'm not angry? I want to knock down those unknown things more than you, but I can't do it!"

Yes, Dick can’t. It’s not that he is injured or the injury has not healed. It’s worse than that. Nefarian is not an idiot. He will let a guy whose actual combat power may have surpassed a high-level lord. Running around in his palace, he personally sealed Dick's power. The mysterious magic from the black dragon was like a net of chains, tightly binding Dick's power in his body.

Even the **** oak, the invincible life-saving weapon, was completely isolated under this seal.

The current Dick still has the body defense of the lord rank, but unfortunately, in other respects, he is no different from ordinary people.

"Whatever you say! Dick."

The human claiming to be Golash rubbed his wrists, and slobbered at the dragon people and dragons who were still feasting in disdain, and then said to Dick enthusiastically,

"I heard that **** hypocritical guy said that tomorrow I will be able to leave the smelly place! I'm really looking forward to it!"

Hearing this, Dick pulled his collar a little nervously, and said to Gorash,

"You better not expect too much. I don't think that guy will arrange a "good home" for you. By the way, you have to remember that you are the king of Stormwind, understand? Don't forget this!"

Golash rolled his eyes and patted Dick on the shoulder like a rude mercenary.

"You're talking nonsense again, man. Although I have forgotten what happened before, how can I not belong to a king? Besides, if I were a king, would I still be caught here?"

After speaking, this guy opened his arms and bared his teeth, like a warrior preparing to fight.

"I guess, I must have been a fighter before! Maybe I will be a mercenary or a veteran. I can feel that every muscle and every drop of blood in my body is roaring for me to fight! Yes, fight to the death! That feeling is calling me! Dick, I should be a warrior, I should be a warrior! Not a weak king!"

"Don't worry, Dick! I will come back to save you. You are a good friend, although not a good fighter! And my heart is telling me that I need to fight and kill all the black dragons in this world. I am the one who exists. significance!"

After speaking, Golash quickly left the passage and walked to his room. Varian's half body has been like this since he woke up. No matter how Dick persuaded him, he didn't believe he was from Stormwind. The king and the black dragon prince did not discourage Dick's actions. Obviously, he knew that Dick's actions would be futile.

In the original history, after 3 years, Varian suffered almost exactly the same fate. Onyxia extracted the warrior part of her personality and turned it into Golash, which is the one in front of her. Guy, she tried to obliterate the upright and brave part of Varian's character, leaving only a cowardly and fragile king to achieve her evil goal of manipulating the Kingdom of Stormwind.

However, in this unrecognizable history, the Black Dragon Princess is very likely to have been killed, but unfortunately, Varian may be destined for such a disaster. Nefarian took over the unfinished mission of the Black Dragon Princess and took Gora. Even if it was made in advance, and Dick used his heel to think, he could guess what the black dragon was playing.

After understanding the true messenger of Varian’s conspiracy, Dick discovered that a fragile and easily controlled Varian can definitely be the most powerful weapon of the Twilight Prophet, but the two halves of life are connected. , Has become Golash's life-saving trump card.

But Gorash will still be sent away! And this time it was even worse. Under the tricks of the Black Dragon Prince, Golash, the brave half of Varian, might have to go through a very crazy and very difficult time before he could embark on the path of retrieving his memories.

The worst part is that Dick can only watch this happen, but he can't stop it.

In fact, it is not impossible to stop it.

Dick buttoned a cowboy hat on his head, turned and walked towards the utility room of the Blackwing Nest. Nefarian generously lent Dick to his wardrobe and opened his wardrobe. I have to say, In terms of taste alone, Nefarian was worthy of his title of prince.

After these three days of observation, the Black Dragon Prince is a guy with an extremely regular work and rest. At this point in time, he must be still busy in the laboratory where weeping wailing comes from time to time, so Dick doesn’t have to worry about his anomaly. Action will be discovered.

He walked into the utility room, which was piled with all kinds of discarded test items, most of them were tortured young dragons, blue dragons, green dragons, red dragons, and mysterious bronze dragons, which were hardened. On the wall where the chains were, most of them were left with a sigh of relief. There were also some young dragons that had become deformed after experiencing those unimaginable cold experiments. Dick even took a look and felt cold in his heart.

He passed through these "abandoned experimental products" and walked to the deepest part of the utility room, where there was a silent black dragon dragonman, busy sorting out the experimental products that had just been abandoned.

"Varastraz!"

Dick called out in a low voice. In the next moment, a black shadow would pinch his neck and press him against the cold wall. The black dragon, who was no different from the other dragons, opened his eyes tightly. Staring at Dick without fear.

"I said, don't come to me again! I don't know how you got to know me, but that doesn't mean I will let you control it! Don't challenge the endurance of a giant dragon!"

The Paladin tilted his head. In his eyes, the seamless disguise of this red dragon was useless.

"Valastaz"

"hero"

"Legendary Creature Template/Red Dragon"

"Strength 800, Agility 750, Energy 3500, Magic Power 3000"

"Evaluation: This is the real adult dragon! The existence of the top of the predator."

Dick discovered the existence of this red dragon. It was completely accidental. When he wandered in the Blackwing Lair on the first day, he tried to treat the poor young dragons of the experiment in the utility room, but he was disguised by this guy. After being driven out, he didn't even know that his disguise was seen through by Dick that day.

But I came to him at this point for three days. Even the irritable young Red Dragon naturally realized that something was wrong. Especially Dick today directly said his real name, which made Red Dragon even more aware. Surprised.

So he chose his preferred strategy for the first time, threatening!

But the Paladin didn't care at all. He looked around and adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable in the palm of the dragon.

"I know you are looking for the secret of the Black Dragon Prince! I know where that thing is, but you have to do me a favor! Let's get what we need!"

The red dragon brought his ugly disguise close to Dick again.

"Be your prisoner, human, I don't need your help! Get out, don't come to me again!"

Dick was thrown out like a trash bag, but the red dragon obviously controlled his power. When the paladin's body fell on the ground, there was not much pain. He just slid against the ground for a long time. He stood up in time and took a picture. Pat the dust on the clothes and pick up his hat.

"I believe you have found a chance to turn that laboratory upside down, right? Didn't you find what you wanted? Do you really know what the black dragons are here for? Come on, red dragon, you don’t have anything. You know, you don’t even know what your mother sent you to do! You poor worm, you will never compare to Karen!"

Dick picked up his pipe and took a deep breath of smoke, with a mocking smile on his face.

"Yes, you know that guy, Kerestratz! Your mother's favorite son, the hero of the Quicksand War, was never you!"

"Huh...huh!"

The breathing of the adult red dragon became heavy.

But Dick’s voice continued,

"Think about it, you found the secret here. The black dragons will not hesitate to show up from the shadows and have to complete the secret. You take that thing back to the Dragon Sleep Tower. What will your mother think of you? Karen just saved it. In the mortal world, and you will save the dragonflight, you did it, right? Can't you compare to the dead guy?"

The disguised red dragon was not moved at all, and continued to carry the "dumplings". The sound of the urn replied,

"Get out of here! I will do my own thing!"

"No problem, you can choose your destiny, no one can control you."

Dick shrugged, turned around, and walked out with his cane.

"Help me send that hapless friend to the gate of Stormwind, find a way to hold Nefarian, tomorrow night at midnight, I will wait for you at the entrance of the laboratory! This is just a suggestion, my friend, the choice is always yours. on."