Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 167 Bang Balabala Bang Bang
Evening - Nightwhisper forest. This forest located at the edge of Deadwind Pass has always been a strange place that nearby residents talk about with fear. It is said that ghosts and unknown monsters can often be seen wandering around in the forest, as well as many strange legends and secrets, such as the awakened dead, terrifying demons, and monsters in the forest. Most of these rumors are related to the nearby Karazhan Tower.
Even in Azeroth, a place where magic and dragons are everywhere, people still have doubts and speculations about things they don't understand.
Therefore, few people go to this forest.
Today, the Night Language Forest is as peaceful as ever. The dark forest looks like a dead cemetery. It is so quiet that makes people feel a chill. However, if someone could overlook the forest from a high altitude, they would be able to see that in the dark forest, there are countless black dragons with their wings folded together, lurking quietly in the shadows of the trees in the dark forest.
They formed a huge circle with an open space in the center, as if waiting for something.
Morpheus and Nefarian are located in the middle, at the core of the circle, where there are a total of eleven black dragon lords.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind sounded, passing through the sky like a storm.
The black dragons all raised their heads and looked at the huge black shadow that was descending from the sky and suddenly appeared on the open space.
The shadows that covered the sky immediately made the gloomy forest even more gloomy.
Deathwing/Murphy's eyes slowly swept over the black dragon army. There were dozens of adult black dragons, hundreds of young black dragons, and hundreds of baby dragons. There were eleven black dragon lords. It seemed that despite the tight time, he had still summoned most of the black dragon lords.
He nodded with satisfaction in his heart. Such a powerful force was enough to determine the direction of the plot in the war between the Alliance and the Horde.
In fact, if monster servants were recruited on a large scale to join the war, tens of thousands of troops could be mobilized at a moment's notice. However, there was no need for that. The Black Dragon Legion was a key force that could only take action at the most critical moment. Once it did, it would inevitably influence the balance of the war.
The quantity is not important, what is important is the timing of the action.
Although he was very satisfied in his heart, he still looked unhappy on the surface.
Neltharion: "Why didn't Tel Horason come? And Kutrafist and Morntritsa... Do my orders no longer apply, or have they decided to abandon their oath of allegiance to the Black Dragon King?"
The Black Dragon King looked at Morpheus and Nefarian. As the leading dragons of the two major factions within the Black Dragon Legion, this question naturally had to be answered by these two.
Nefarian lowered his head hastily. "Father, the territories of Kutrafist and Morntritsa are very far away from here. I'm afraid one day is not enough to get there. I'll wait for two more days and they will surely arrive."
Morpheus also gave the same explanation. "Tel Horathan's territory is far away in Northrend. It may not be easy to fly across the Endless Sea and the vast land in the north, but they will definitely arrive in time, your Majesty the great Deathwing."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Hmph, let's wait for the results in .
My loyal black dragon lords, warriors of the black dragon legion, your response makes me very satisfied. The war has begun. A war that will determine the ownership of this world is about to come. For the future of our race, we must participate in the war.
The power of the Black Dragon Legion will be known to the world, and the wings of Deathwing will make the world tremble! "
The black dragons roared in response to their king.
Deathwing/Murphy nodded with satisfaction. It felt really good to command the entire Black Dragon Legion. The fate of this world was in his own hands. His will would directly determine the future of this world. Who would win in the end, the Alliance or the Horde, all depended on his decision.
Is this what power feels like? Not bad.
Just when he was feeling proud and satisfied, an inopportune voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
Whispers from the Abyss: "Death…wing, Death…wing, Death…wing, Deathwing, can you hear me? Can you hear me? Deathwing…wing…wing?"
The voice was intermittent, appearing and disappearing from time to time, with a hint of echo, but there was no doubt that it was that strange whisper.
(Fuck, why is it here again?) Murphy was a little annoyed. He thought he would never hear that whisper again after leaving the Obsidian Sanctum, but it appeared again. Will he be harassed every time he transforms into Deathwing? That's too sad.)
Whisper from the abyss: "I know you can hear my voice. I can feel your inner uneasiness. Although I don't know what method you use to escape me, it is meaningless. Sooner or later, you will succumb to me."
Murphy had a blank expression on his face, pretending not to hear anything. He could sense that the more he paid attention to the voice, the more excited it became.
Whisper from the Abyss: "Are you pretending not to hear me? Haha, it's useless. No matter where you run to, my voice will follow you. You can't escape me."
Murphy continued to pretend not to hear.
Whisper in the Abyss: "Release me. In the dark abyss, I will rise, and you will know the truth of this world. Come on, Deathwing, the time has come. Come and release me."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Nefarian, Morpheus, the two of you stay here and continue to gather the Legion's forces until two days later..."
Whispers from the Abyss: "The hymn of fear has been chanted, and the absurd prayer echoes in the abyss."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Follow my orders in two days and head to the Dark Portal. Do not expose yourself..."
Whisper from the Abyss: " You fear death in your heart, but in your pursuit of power, your endless obsession and delusion will eventually lead you to madness."
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Don't expose your whereabouts. Make sure to strike at the most appropriate opportunity. Remember, both the Alliance and the Horde are our enemies. The best option is to make them both lose, and then we can..."
The whisper in the abyss: "Bang bala bala dong dong, bang bala bala dong dong." The whispering sounded like the beat of a drum on the earth, and every beat shook Murphy's brain and his heart.
"Shut up!" Murphy finally couldn't stand the endless whispers, and a roar came from the outside of the black dragon, startling the black dragon lords who were listening to the training. Morpheus and Nefarian looked at each other and saw what was in each other's eyes.
Deathwing is indeed abnormal, and seems to be becoming more and more abnormal.
Murphy wanted to explain, but the voice became clearer and more piercing.
Whisper in the abyss: "Hehehe, you can really hear my voice. In that case, I feel relieved. Deathwing, get ready to face endless torture ...
The whispering voice simply stopped communicating and started mumbling, with all kinds of weird accents that were completely beyond human imagination. The weird whispering gave Murphy a splitting headache, and the rage in his heart burned fiercely, but he had no place to vent his anxious and violent mind.
"Your Majesty?"
Roar... Deathwing roared and knocked to the ground a black dragon lord who was close to him.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "All dragons, wait for my orders. The war will begin in two days. By then, no one can stop us. Don't let me down, black dragon lords."
After saying that, he flapped his wings and took off.
Watching Deathwing disappear into the sky, all the black dragon lords present breathed a sigh of relief.
Even as Deathwing's subordinates, all the black dragons were terrified of the Black Dragon King's mental state, fearing that they would be the next to suffer.
"Do you think that Lord Neltharion..."
"What's wrong with him?"
"Uh, nothing."
Morpheus (Ancient Black Dragon): "Just say whatever you want to say. There's no need to hide it. There are no outsiders here."
Nefarian (Prince of the Black Dragon): "You are right. As a member of the Black Dragon Legion, it is normal for me to care about the health of the Dragon King, don't you think?"
Seeing that Nefarian actually agreed with Morpheus' opinion, the black dragon lords all showed surprised expressions and exchanged glances with each other. A subtle atmosphere emerged among the black dragon lords.
