Volume 3: Tides of Darkness Chapter 215: Sugar! Door! Get Out!
Murphy left the city, found a deserted place, transformed himself into Deathwing, and soared into the sky.
Instead of chasing Gul'dan's fleet directly, he flew towards Blackrock Spire.
Although Deathwing is powerful, he is not invincible. A health bar of one million may seem like a lot, but Gul'dan has an army of more than 10,000 and an entire fleet under his command.
There are dozens of warships, and warships are generally equipped with heavy weapons such as crossbows.
That thing has a damage bonus when attacking giant or larger units. One shot can cause thousands of damages. If dozens of warships open fire at the same time, even Deathwing won't be able to hold out for long.
In addition to Gul'dan's own powerful strength and the many strong men under his command, it should not be dangerous for him to go alone, and he can still run away if he wants to, but it would be embarrassing if he accidentally crashed.
As the king of black dragons, why wouldn’t you use your younger brothers?
However, summoning the black dragon army is a very troublesome task, so he was too lazy to do it in a big way. He went to Blackrock Spire to call Nefarian and his brothers. Having dozens of black dragons to share the firepower would be enough.
As I was flying, the voice of the ancient god suddenly rang in my ears again.
Whisper from the Abyss: "Deathwing, join me and surrender to the power of the Abyss. That is your destiny. Hey, where is Sargeras? Hehe, that bastard finally stopped talking. That's good. Now it's just you and me. Let me have a good chat."
Murphy thought to himself that something was wrong. Ever since he obtained the Ring of Domination from Sargeras, he was no longer worried about the whispers of the Old Gods.
Because of the naturally hostile relationship between Sargeras and the Old Gods, he would never tolerate Deathwing defecting to the Old Gods or being corrupted by them.
So no matter how much Sargeras and Murphy are at odds, as long as the whispers of the Old Gods are heard, Sargeras will help to fight N'Zoth.
But once he turned into Deathwing, he could no longer enjoy the additional effects of the equipment, and the whispers of the Old Gods immediately became clear.
Whisper in the abyss: "Don't struggle anymore, Deathwing. This is your inevitable fate. I have seen the future and the truth of this world. Join me and I will take you to see unprecedented scenery..."
Fortunately, Murphy has now become tolerant to this kind of whispering, and he just forces himself to ignore it.
Soon Murphy flew to the Blackrock Mountains. Blackrock Spire is located on the highest mountain of the Blackrock Mountains. The monster forces here are very complicated. Below the Blackrock Mountain is the underground city Blackrock Depths dug out by the Dark Iron Dwarves. They dug all the way down and finally dug out the legendary Ragnaros, the Firelord, and were eventually enslaved by the Firelord.
At the top of Blackrock Mountain is Blackrock Spire, which was once the territory of the Dark Iron Dwarves. It is now occupied by Nefarian and his Blackwing Legion, and continues to expand and build, becoming an indestructible fortress.
I heard that orcs have appeared in Blackrock Mountain again.
He flew straight to the top of Blackrock Mountain, where was the entrance to Blackrock Spire.
Boom! Deathwing's huge body crashed down from the top of the mountain, shocking the orc shaman who was discussing cooperation with the Dark Iron dwarves deep underground...
Murphy did not change back into human form to avoid being exposed.
Nefarian: "Nefarian, come out and see me."
Soon Nefarian was seen flying out of Blackrock Spire with his wings fluttering. What surprised Murphy was that he actually felt the breath of another black dragon.
"Morpheus? Come out, I can already sense your presence."
Sure enough, Morpheus' figure also flew out.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Morpheus, why are you here? Nefarian, what is going on?"
Nefarian (Prince of the Black Dragon) - "Father, this, this is because..." Nefarian was so frightened that he could not even speak clearly.
Morpheus said calmly, "Lord Neltharion, you asked me to stop fighting with Nefarian and avoid infighting within the Black Dragon Legion. I think that makes a lot of sense, so recently Nefarian and I have started to get along peacefully, and I often come here to chat with him to maintain a good relationship."
Murphy looked at the two black dragons with some suspicion. He was once Morpheus, and his relationship with Nefarian was extremely bad. How could these two get along peacefully?
There must be a ghost.
But now is not a good time to dwell on this.
"Hmph, maybe. I don't have time to care about what's going on between you. Now gather your dragons. I have something for you to do."
Nefarian did not dare to resist at all and immediately let out a dragon roar. Soon, five or six adult dragons, a dozen young black dragons, and dozens of black baby dragons gathered around.
All the black dragons prostrated themselves around Deathwing in submission.
The black dragon clan respects the strong, and Deathwing is the strongest among the strong. The dragon clan does not have the strange logic among human nobles that "my vassal's vassal is not my vassal".
No matter which black dragon lord's subordinate it is, they are all the same to Deathwing.
After counting, there were about seventy or eighty black dragons, which was enough.
"You two should come with me, let's go!"
Deathwing took off into the sky, and behind him were Morpheus, Nefarian, and nearly a hundred black dragons of all sizes.
"Where are we going, father?" Nefarian couldn't help but ask.
Deathwing said grimly, "You don't need to know, just obey."
Nefarian did not dare to express the slightest dissatisfaction with this.
Deathwing: Wang Xuan, where are Gul'dan and the others?
Wang Xuan: I have located them. They are on the Endless Sea, coordinates 819,567.
Murphy opened the map and flew in the direction of the coordinates.
Endless Sea - Five Hours Later -
A huge fleet is riding the wind and waves, sailing towards the depths of the endless sea.
Gul'dan stood on the bridge of the largest warship, looking at the vast sea in front of him with great ambition in his heart.
Soon, the power of Sargeras will be at my disposal. Hahahaha, with such a powerful force, I will truly rule this world. No, not just this world. With the wisdom of Sargeras, I can master the secret of traveling through the astral realm and obtain the coordinates of other worlds. I will conquer this world, form an army with humans and orcs, and lead this army to conquer all worlds. Even the Burning Legion will crawl at my feet.
That's right, that's it. Only in this way can I live up to my ambition. My Gul'dan's name is destined to be known to all the worlds, and all this will begin from now on.
Gul'dan thought happily, as if he had already seen the day when he would rule the world. "So what if it's Kil'jaeden? Even you will kneel before me. Whatever you have done to me, I will return to you tenfold."
Suddenly, he heard a shout from the watchtower - "Dragon! There's a dragon!"
Gul'dan looked up and his face suddenly changed. In the distant sky, a group of dense black spots were approaching rapidly.
As expected, it has finally come! Gul'dan was startled.
Gul'dan (Demon Master): "All warships are on alert and ready for battle!"
While Gul'dan was giving orders loudly, he cast fel magic and summoned a group of bat-winged demons. He had long been worried that Orgrim would send people to hunt him down. If it was a fleet, he would not be afraid, because it would be impossible for the orcs to catch up with him with their navigation technology.
But the Dragonmaw Clan controlled the dragon army, and he was very worried that Orgrim would send the dragon army to hunt him down, so when he purchased the fleet, he spent money to install anti-aircraft scorpion crossbows on each warship.
At this time, hundreds of crossbows on dozens of warships were pointed at the sky, and many orc archers rushed onto the deck to prepare for battle.
Gul'dan was also ready for battle, thinking that there were only a hundred or so wyvern riders, so no matter how many came, they would be killed.
However, when he saw the true identity of those black spots, he was stunned. What came were not wyvern cavalry, but a group of black dragons.
And the one leading the group is too big, this this this...
Murphy looked at the huge fleet below and secretly thanked himself for summoning a group of black dragons to help in the battle. Otherwise, it would be difficult for him to take action alone.
Dozens of warships have been put into full alert status, with densely packed crossbows. If you go up alone, you might really be defeated.
Morpheus was a little surprised, "Is that the orc fleet?"
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Yes, it is the Orc fleet, and it is also our target this time. Now listen to my order, attack with all forces, and leave no one alive."
Nefarian was a little worried. If he fought against such a large fleet, he would suffer heavy casualties. "But father, we are not enemies with the orcs. Moreover, if we attack such a large fleet, the losses will be very heavy."
Deathwing's dragon head slowly turned to him, and his huge dark golden eyes stared at Nefarian, as if he asked casually, "Are you questioning my orders?"
Nefarian was so frightened that he quickly shook his head, "Of course not."
"Then launch the attack. I will deal with the largest ones myself. Don't let me down, my son. And you, Morpheus, let me see if you still have the same drive as you did back then."
Murphy said as he put his wings together and dived towards the largest battleship.
Morpheus and Nefarian looked at each other and could only rush down.
As they got closer and closer to the sea, countless crossbows fired at Deathwing in a mad attack.
Murphy had no intention of dodging, and Deathwing was too huge to dodge.
It’s a pity that Deathwing is not in his complete form yet, so he cannot use his Cataclysm skills. Otherwise, he would be finished with just a Cataclysm.
Bang bang bang bang!
The crossbow continued to bombard the huge body of the Black Dragon King.
-789!
-569!
-675!
Dense damage numbers kept popping up. The siege crossbow shot at Deathwing's scales, and the damage was surprisingly not low. Two rounds of volleys caused more than 30,000 damage.
The raging flames!
As soon as Deathwing opened his mouth, raging flames immediately spewed towards the warship.
However, a huge green barrier appeared out of nowhere and blocked the dragon flames.
Anti-magic barrier!
That's some skill, Murphy thought, but it's meaningless.
Death plunge!
Boom! Deathwing's huge body penetrated the barrier and landed on the deck of the giant ship. The giant ship immediately made a terrible cracking sound. The ground stepped on by the two dragon claws, and huge cracks spread in all directions. The whole giant ship trembled and tilted.
The huge dragon head looked directly at Gul'dan on the bridge.
"It's you!" Gul'dan suddenly recognized the other person. He was the human who went to Draenor with Medivh. He could feel the familiar coercive aura from the other person.
Then he was annoyed. Why? Why would this guy come to him?
He looked at the huge ships that were crumbling around him and forced a smile on his face.
"Great Black Dragon, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us. What do you want to talk to me about? There is no need for us to go to war. This--"
Boom! An explosion sounded from a warship in the distance. Some of them had already caught fire. Not every ship had a legendary warlock like Gul'dan who could open a shield.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "There is no misunderstanding Gul'dan. You tried to get your hands on a power that you were not qualified to touch, and this is the reason for your destruction. Your ridiculous ambition and conspiracy will end today. Wake up, orc warlock, and be afraid of the power of Deathwing."
"No!"
The next second Gul'dan was engulfed by the surging dragon fire.
The flames spread everywhere, and in the blink of an eye the entire ship was set on fire.
But Gul'dan did not die. He had already strengthened his body with fel energy and had extremely high resistance to fire.
Originally an epic hero, his health was only over 8,000, but since he defected from the tribe, his template was transformed from a hero template to a BOSS template, and his health instantly increased tenfold.
With 80,000 HP, he can hold out for a few hits even against Deathwing.
Gul'dan's angry voice came from the flames, "This is Deathwing you forced me to do. I don't want to be your enemy, but don't think you can underestimate the power of a demon master! Powerful demon from the twisting void, obey my call!"
Hero skill——Demon Gate!
A huge magic circle emerged under his feet. The air twisted and a purple portal appeared out of thin air. A more than ten-meter-tall Doomsday Guardian came out of it, slowly sticking out his huge demon body while whispering in an echoing voice.
Doomguard: "I bring the end, I bring the end, I - DAMN!"
Seeing Deathwing's huge body and ferocious dragon head, the Doomguard turned around and wanted to get back without saying a word.
"Stay here!" Gul'dan closed the portal in a rage and pointed at Deathwing and gave the order to attack.
Now the Doomguard could only rush towards Deathwing cursing.
A dozen bat-winged demons followed and launched the attack.
Murphy ignored the bat-winged demons that looked like giant bats, but this Doomguard was still a bit threatening. Ordinary Doomguards were level 80 monsters, but the one in front of him was actually an elite, level 90 monster.
Although it is not a BOSS, it is more powerful than ordinary BOSSes.
He raised his dragon claw to block the attack of the Blade of Doom, and then grabbed the left wing of the Doom Guardian with his dragon claw. He then reached directly for the heart of the Doom Guardian and crushed it with his other claw.
The demon's heart turned into a ball of evil fire and dissipated between the dragon's claws, and the huge body of the Doom Guardian also burned into ashes. The demon will not really die in the main material plane. After death, it will automatically return to the twisting void and will be resurrected after a period of time.
In just a short while, Gul'dan finally prepared his magic.
A beam of fel energy shot towards Deathwing.
Hero skill——Fel energy killing wave!
Boom! The fel energy beam pierced through Deathwing's dragon scales, and magma-like blood gushed out immediately.
-19718!
With nearly 20,000 damages, even Deathwing felt severe pain.
The tyranny in Murphy's heart suddenly surged up, that was the anger of Deathwing.
For a moment, he completely forgot Wang Xuan's instructions.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "You lowly mortal, you filthy maggot. Your ridiculous magic has irritated me. I wanted to spare your life, but now - die, worm!"
Molten Inferno!
The fire on the hull seemed to boil in an instant, and the entire warship instantly turned into a red fire ship.
Gul'dan screamed, took out a healing stone and ate it, but it was no use. His health dropped rapidly, and the worst thing was that Deathwing's huge dragon claw slapped towards him.
Gul'dan gritted his teeth, took out a soul stone, chanted a spell to the stone, and then threw it out.
The next second he was caught by the dragon's claws. When he turned around, he was facing the huge dragon's mouth that was getting closer and closer.
Ten minutes later, the last orc warship sank into the sea under the burning of dragon fire. Murphy looked at the countless orcs and ship fragments floating on the sea and nodded with satisfaction.
retreat!
Nefarian was in tears. There were more than eighty black dragons when he came, but now there are only more than forty left. Fortunately, most of the dead are young dragons and young dragons. He hopes to get another batch from the legion.
When the dragons flew away, a disheveled figure suddenly emerged from the seabed.
Gul'dan struggled to climb onto a broken plank. Fortunately, he had made a soul stone to save his life, so he finally survived.
But after taking a look around, he suddenly let out an angry roar - No!
His fleet, his clan, his Shadow Council, all gone.
Although some surviving orcs can be seen struggling desperately in the waves, and we should be able to gather some manpower, but is it really possible to use such a small number of people to explore the Tomb of Sargeras?
The water splashed and an orc climbed out of the water.
Gul'dan took a look at the man. It was the orc adventurer named Poison Master Jia Xu. He didn't expect that this guy was so lucky.
The poisonous scholar Jia Xu looked around, but there was no despair on his face. He seemed to have guessed Gul'dan's thoughts and patted Gul'dan's shoulder comfortingly.
"Master Gu, don't worry. If we don't have enough manpower, we can always recruit adventurers. With your appeal, we can get as many as you want. I know several big guilds and studios. As long as we can find the Tomb of Sargeras, they will provide us with manpower and money."
Gul'dan opened his mouth and was about to speak when the poisoner Jia Xu suddenly exclaimed. He saw the equipment dropped by an unlucky BOSS in the water, and dived back into the sea.
Gul'dan was speechless for a moment.
Suddenly, a dark shadow fell from the sky.
It is a giant black dragon with a wingspan of over a hundred meters.
It's over! Gul'dan was suddenly filled with despair, and the next second the black dragon turned into a human form. It looked quite familiar, but Gul'dan was sure that they had seen it for the first time.
"Who are you?" Gul'dan asked warily.
"You can call me Morpheus, Gul'dan. Are you interested in making a deal?"
