Chapter 695 The Situation Takes a Turn for the Worse (Part 1)

The night became darker. After confirming that the tribes had all hid to the south of the Dark Portal, Lothar ordered to stop the shelling that lasted for half an hour.

First, there is no target to bomb.

Second, the most intimidating shot is enough.

Third, Muradin also said that if this continues, the first thing that will not be able to withstand is the overheated barrel. Forced cooling or something like that will only make it easier for the gun barrel, which is already of subpar quality, to explode. You must know that in order to satisfy the power and range, the inhumane dwarves made the cannon very exaggerated. Of course, the cannon will be even more exaggerated when it explodes, which means that it is very likely that an entire elite artillery squadron will be directly canceled.

Anduin sent out the largest band of thieves, as well as a team of rangers led by Sylvanas to monitor the tribe.

"Send the order to divide the soldiers into four groups and take turns until dawn."

The flying dirt and smoke gradually subsided, replaced by veritable darkness.

Standing on the city wall, Anduin stared at the indescribable darkness that seemed to be dancing in the distance. Although it all went pretty much as planned. Anduin still felt a touch of uneasiness. He was lost in thought, thinking about the tribe's next possible move.

The others wisely remained silent, and the only sounds that could be heard were the crackling of the flames and the occasional whispered conversations from others. Suddenly, there was a noise in the darkness. Everyone jumped to their feet, the tension as tight as a bowstring.

"What is that sound!?" Turalyon was the most perceptive.

"Damn it! It's a dragon!" Kurdran's Wildhammer was not there, and the man who commanded the five hundred gryphon knights of Watchfort was Flanders, a distant relative of Kurdran, whose official position was Alliance Brigadier General.

"Are you sure!?" Anduin asked extremely nervously.

"I swear on Mother Earth! I've been fighting these guys for almost a year. Even if I hear the sound of their wings flapping while I'm sleeping, I'll wake up."

"That's right! It's a giant dragon!" Another gryphon knight commander, Befulan, also answered in the affirmative.

"Holy Light, where did the tribe get the dragon? Hasn't the Red Dragon Legion returned to neutrality?" Turalyon asked.

Only Krasus turned blue, and only the giant dragon understood the giant dragon best. Although he was a red dragon that had been in the human world all year round, his exaggerated age meant that he also had no lack of experience in this area. He was extremely certain. Said: "It's not a red dragon... it's a black dragon!"

Krasus could tell just by listening to the vibrating sound of the dragon's wings. This is unimaginable to humans.

Just like when we look at a bunch of poodles, if they are all about the same size, we really can’t tell the difference between them. But they can tell the difference on their own!

"Ah——" As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

Has the Black Dragon Legion participated in the war between the Alliance and the Horde?

Krasus had an indescribable calmness on his face: "If the Black Dragon Legion dares to run out on their own, they will be seeking death!"

That's right! Neltharion was killed.

But at this moment, the Black Dragon Legion is still listed as an enemy by Longmian Temple.

The world of Azeroth is so big, it is really hard to find these black dragons in hiding. If they officially join the Horde and start a war against the Alliance, that will be another matter. The four-color giant dragon, which had already sharpened its claws, would never mind giving the harshest blow to their former compatriots and later betrayers.

"I need a magical message to see if I can contact Her Majesty the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza." Krasus said.

"Your Majesty Alexstrasza...are you busy now?" Anduin asked slightly nervously.

Whether there is a Red Dragon Legion as backup is extremely critical to the alliance.

Krasus had a slightly strange look on his face: "I'm not sure, but I heard that she is not in the Dragon Sleeping Temple at the moment."

The long night finally passed, and it was dawn. The big guys in the alliance were all stunned by the scene before them.

With the East-West Dark Gate as the dividing line, the north is full of dense shell craters. The south side is almost intact, because on that dividing line, a large number of large and small space cracks have appeared, and demonic creatures are constantly coming out of the cracks.

The total number of demons is not too many, probably around a thousand, ranging from imps to void demons, from hellhounds to demon guards, basically covering all demon types in the middle and lower levels of the Burning Legion.

The demonic creature seemed to have no intention of attacking, and was just swimming around the space crack. This alone is enough to make the Alliance thieves' stealth meaningless. The senses of demonic creatures and ordinary creatures are completely in two different realms.

After several elite thieves were killed by demonic creatures, MI7 had to give up the idea of ​​further investigating the tribe's situation.

This was just the beginning. The Alliance soon discovered that the tribe had also begun to dig the terrible red soil of the Cursed Land along the dividing line, piling the soil into mountains, as if they were going to build a long wall and confront the Alliance until the end of the world. .

"What are those greenskins doing?"

That night, a shrill wail pierced the originally silent sky of Dalaran.

Antonidas, who was discussing the situation between the Horde and the Alliance with Kael'thas, jumped up.

That was the sound of the magic alarm.

Antonidas recognized its origin immediately.

"Mysterious treasure room!" Duke had obviously warned him, and he had also strengthened the defense of the treasure room. Unexpectedly, it was still invaded.

Kael'thas's eyes widened, and the expression on his face at this moment was filled with surprise and surprise just like his mood.

The Mysterious Vault lies at the heart of the Violet Castle, protected by the most powerful magic ever devised by mages. There are many artifacts hidden there, as well as some items that although the mage himself cannot use, but cannot risk letting them fall into the hands of others, such as magic weapons.

In terms of defensive power, it is absolutely no less than the Sun Chaser Wang Family Treasure House in Silver Moon City.

"How is this possible!?" Thinking in his heart, Kael'thas stretched out his hand for Antonidas to grab. Without the authority of the Speaker, no one can teleport in. This is how it should be.

The two of them teleported to the mysterious treasure room wordlessly.

The world around them began to blur, and Antonidas' cozy, book-lined room disappeared, replaced by a vast stone chamber.

Within the scope of the firelight, a man stood among countless treasures. He had shiny black hair, a strong and tall figure, and his angular yet elegant face. Even for the Elf Prince Kael'thas, who was actually very picky about his appearance, the human in front of him could be called very handsome.