Volume 4: The Fall of the Dragon Chapter 231 The War Begins
Wow f*ck!
When Emperor Shenwu heard the system's prompt, he was immediately confused. What happened? Could I have heard it wrong?
He opened the faction relationship panel and took a look. Well, it seems that he had not heard wrong. There were four new forces in the column of the enemy camp.
His face suddenly turned pale. Damn, there really is no such thing as a free lunch in this world.
Having experienced the ups and downs of the business world for so many years in his life, he had long since realized a truth: if something feels good and there is something fishy about it, then there is most likely something fishy about it.
He had felt that there was something wrong here before, but he didn't expect that something was waiting for him here.
But if he thought about it carefully, this result didn't seem strange. Allying with Deathwing meant becoming enemies with the other four dragon clans... He strongly suspected that this was a trap set by the GM, but he had no evidence.
The subordinates around him also heard the system prompt and were all shocked. The five dragon clans were very powerful forces in this world, extraordinary existences. The five guardian dragons were second only to the gods, and each of them controlled a part of the world's laws and authority .
Now I’ve offended four people at once. What should I do?
Everyone looked at each other, feeling somewhat discouraged, but unexpectedly, the Great Emperor Shenwu pondered for a moment and suddenly burst into laughter.
“Haha, hahahaha, ahhahahaha.
His smile stunned his subordinates. What the hell was going on? Could it be that the boss had been provoked and gone crazy?
However, the Emperor Shenwu did not seem to have any signs of sealing the devil. Instead, his expression and behavior were completely different.
"Don't be nervous, everyone. This is just a game. What's the use of the guardian dragon? Even if the gods descend, they will only have longer health bars and more powerful skills. We have a million troops and Deathwing to help us. The outcome of this game is still unknown.
Well done, well done. I was worried that this war would be won too easily and lack challenge, but now it’s finally getting interesting.
If they want to come, then come! The guardian dragons are the most powerful bosses. If you can kill one or two, you might even get a magical weapon."
After hearing what the boss said, everyone present suddenly felt relieved. If the boss doesn't take the general's courage seriously, then there is no reason for us employees to worry about.
And what the Emperor Shenwu said is right, the more people come, the more fun it is to fight.
"Haha, the boss is right. Who cares about the guardian dragon? Let's take them down one by one."
"That's right, boss. With our million-strong army, we can easily kill them."
"Boss, if we can kill the guardian dragon, we should get a little more bonus or something."
Hearing the enthusiastic response from his men, the Emperor smiled and waved his hand, "Of course there is a bonus, but you have to get it. Everyone, hurry up and fight for me. While it's still early today, push the night elves' defense line to Astranaar in one go."
Watching the Centaur generals leave at lightning speed, a Centaur prophet frowned and said, "Boss, your optimism is admirable, but this accident will cause the cost of our plan to increase exponentially, and there is even a possibility of failure. I think you'd better reconsider it, or just terminate the alliance with Deathwing. Anyway, our Centaur tribe is directly controlled by the company's employees, so loyalty doesn't matter."
This was the first time someone called "boss" instead of "Your Majesty". It was not difficult to see the serious attitude of the prophet. Emperor Shenwu knew why. The Centaur prophet was the chief financial officer of Haotian Group and was most sensitive to funds.
He smiled nonchalantly and said, "It's okay, just think of it as buying a few more yachts, it doesn't cost much.
It is absolutely impossible to cancel the alliance. If this is the calculation of the game company, then even if the alliance is cancelled, the four dragon tribes may not be able to forgive us. Moreover, if Deathwing gets angry and goes to war with us at that time, we will be attacked from all sides.
It's good like this now. Deathwing is very powerful and we may not lose.
As for the cost issue... Oh, by the way, contact all the major game live streaming platforms immediately. I want to sell the broadcasting rights for this battle. Ask them if they are interested."
The chief financial officer's eyes suddenly lit up. Yes, we can sell the broadcasting rights of the battle.
If it was just a war between the centaurs and the night elves, it might lack some weight. But now the five great guardian dragons have all joined the war. Judging from the lineup and influence of the two warring parties, it is definitely the top event in the Sky World. I'm afraid its importance and viewing value are no less than the war between the Alliance and the Horde.
And the most amazing thing is that this war was completely triggered by Haotian Group, and all the people involved are from Haotian Group. If such a big scene were broadcast live, it would definitely be a traffic code.
How much attention will this attract?
It is definitely more entertaining and popular than the general top-level gaming events .
Once sold, although it is impossible to spread the entire cost, it can at least reduce some losses.
In addition, we can also advertise the group's new products. Anyway, most game competitions have sponsors. We can produce and sell our products ourselves since we are close to the water, and we can't waste such a large amount of traffic.
"Boss, you have really thought it through. I will arrange the live broadcast and advertising. Boss, should we look for outside advertisers to join us? I think if this war is broadcast live, we can insert a lot of advertisements."
"Forget about outside advertisers. Let's not make this war too trifling, or it will ruin the epic feeling. But we can include our own company's products. It doesn't have to be too exaggerated. Just put up some billboards around the camp."
"I understand, Chairman." The Centaur Prophet said, and hurriedly went offline to get back to work.
After such a brief episode, Emperor Shenwu quickly adjusted his mentality.
He returned to the Golden Tent and began giving orders again.
"Give orders to all departments and have the five armies launch a full-scale attack. Before dawn tomorrow, I want all the troops to reach the city of Astrana!"
The Emperor Shenwu knew that once the four guardian dragon clans fully joined the war, the war would definitely be lost. In this case, he might as well get rid of the night elves in advance before the four dragon clans appeared and Deathwing had already arrived. As long as there was no assistance , the threat posed by the power of the four dragon clans alone would not be that great.
At the same time, Emperor Shenwu also had a glimmer of ambition in his heart. This time, the four guardian dragons would attack together. It seemed that Deathwing's target was indeed the dragon soul.
Maybe I will have a chance to get involved. If I can get the Dragon Soul, I will be truly invincible.
It may seem a bit far-fetched, but it doesn't hurt to think about it.
Different from the internal intrigue of the Alliance, the Centaur Empire is completely ruled by the Emperor Shenwu. The employees of the company are extremely fast in action. At the command of the Emperor Shenwu, the five armies simultaneously accelerated their attack.
Brutal wars took place in every corner of the Gray Valley Forest. The iron hooves of the centaurs trampled the flowers and plants and flattened the muddy mountains and forests.
They launched fearless attacks on every elven outpost, and for a while the Grey Valley was filled with fighting.
Meanwhile - Astranaar, Emerald Temple.
Shandris Feathermoon (Sentinel General): "Lady Tyrande, the centaur attack is so fierce that all our outposts have been destroyed."
Tyrande (High Priestess of the Moon Goddess): "Let the sisters retreat to Astranaar. The ancient tree of war has grown completely. We will annihilate those savage beasts here in one fell swoop!"
at this time--
Murphy landed on Stoneclaw Peak.
He glanced around and paused for a moment, Morpheus was gone.
He knew where the boy had gone.
But it doesn’t matter, the good show is about to begin, every actor is in place, and the final war is about to begin.
Deathwing's scarlet eyes swept over the surrounding black dragons.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "Warriors of the Black Dragon Legion, warriors of the Black Dragon Clan, ten thousand years of dormancy have finally reached the end, ten thousand years of preparation have come to an end, it is time to let the world know - no one can resist the will of the Black Dragon Legion!
I have found the lost artifact - the Dragon Soul! It was hidden by those traitors in the distant forest. Soon, I will take it back, regain the lost authority, and command the power of all dragons in this world. By that time, no one will be able to fight against me and the Black Dragon Legion.
Alexstrasza and her pitiful allies shall die without a burial place!
Rejoice my people, the time for the Black Dragon Clan to rise has finally arrived. Follow your king and step into the end of your destiny together! "
Roar! Countless black dragons roared deafeningly, responding to their king.
The roar echoed in the mountains, and a black dragon fell silently into the dragon group. It was Morpheus. He quickly joined in the roar and exchanged a look with Nefarian beside him.
Murphy pretended not to see Morpheus. When he saw that his momentum was almost built up, he roared and flapped his wings.
Behind him, thousands of black dragons rose into the sky, their black wings covering the sky and the sun, and flew towards the battlefield of Grey Valley.
At this moment, the Gray Valley Forest is experiencing an unprecedented bloody battle. The most brutal war since the War of the Ancients is taking place here.
With the entry of the black dragon army into the war, the night elves completely lost their ability to resist. As they became allies, the black dragons and the centaurs would automatically cooperate. The black dragons would look down from their high ground to find the hiding places of the night elves, and with a dragon roar, the centaur cavalry army would swarm in and wipe out the lone night elf sentinels.
All the allies of the night elves were also slaughtered.
All night long, the roars of dragons could be heard in the Gray Valley Forest.
By the next morning, when the sun shone on the Ashenvale Forest, the brutal battle was over, and the broken bodies of centaurs and night elves were scattered everywhere in the shade of the trees.
And around the giant tree wall of Astranaar, the night elves have gathered all their military forces in Ashenvale. Tens of thousands of night elf warriors stand behind the river bank and on the tall trees, ready for battle.
On the outskirts of the city, there was an encirclement formed by hundreds of thousands of Centaurs. The endless spears, swords and axes were spread out like a forest, and they were waiting for the sound of the attack horn.
At this moment, Emperor Shenwu was standing on a temporary platform, watching the night elf city in the distance.
A parrot next to him was chatting excitedly with him.
"Thank you, Chairman Wang, for giving us this opportunity to cooperate on this platform, huh."
"Call me Your Majesty."
"Haha, yes, yes, yes, Your Majesty the Great Emperor Shenwu, we have arranged dozens of anchors to broadcast this battle simultaneously to ensure that every angle is taken care of. Now the total number of viewers on the live broadcast platform has exceeded 30 million, and is still increasing. Don't worry, this time the traffic will definitely be successful."
Just as the parrot said, at this time the two armies were facing each other and were in the quiet stage before the war, with parrots flying everywhere. Because there were no ready-made characters, the anchor would easily be killed by mistake if he created a Centaur account, and non-human races could not communicate by speaking, so almost everyone created a parrot account for this temporary live broadcast.
The parrot belongs to the small animal template and has no hatred value. As long as it is not unlucky enough to get into the crossfire range, it can watch the battlefield very comfortably.
Not only are there anchors, but there are also many small accounts that come to watch the fun, and they all create parrot accounts. As a result, parrots can be seen everywhere on the big trees surrounding the battlefield.
At this moment, all major platforms have been paying crazy attention to this battle. This is a war involving a million-strong army, with five guardian dragons joining the battle, as well as the heroic group of the night elves. This scene is rare to see, and is more lively than the previous Battle of Blackgate. Even the war between Stormwind and the Horde was overshadowed for a time.
However, the most discussed point is not the war between these famous heroes and villains, but the magical event of the rise of the wild monster race, the Centaur, to challenge the ancient force of the Night Elves.
Because Kalimdor has not been fully opened yet, many people don’t know what is happening here. Until the popularity of this battle grew, people were surprised to find that it is actually possible to play like this?
A wealthy and powerful boss, relying on managing a force of wild monsters, attempted to conquer the entire Kalimdor continent. This ambition and this operation immediately shocked everyone.
Coupled with the popularity brought by the Emperor Shenwu, the forum is now full of discussion posts about the Centaur Empire, especially discussions about whether the monster forces can become the official camp, because the game was originally promoted as a free world where players create history.
Therefore, there are quite a few people who support the Centaur Empire.
Of course, most people still maintain a mentality of watching the fun. There are even many people who gloat over the misfortune and think that a wild monster race like the Centaur will never become an official race. The equipment problem alone cannot be solved. If the Centaur can wear two pairs of pants and two pairs of boots, wouldn't it be naturally equipped with two more equipment slots than other professions?
Some people also think that we can give the centaur two equipment slots for leg armor, but remove the equipment slot for boots. Centaurs use hooves anyway, so wouldn't it be balanced this way?
But someone immediately said, doesn’t the minotaur also have hooves, so why can it wear shoes?
Some people even opened overseas gambling games, betting on whether the Centaurs or the Night Elves would win this war.
In just one day, this battle became the hottest event in the gaming community.
Boom! Deathwing's huge body fell from the sky and landed directly on the open space reserved by the Emperor Shenwu. The earth seemed to tremble with it, and the air waves spread in all directions.
The parrots in the surrounding trees all screamed in fear.
This appearance immediately made him the focus of the whole audience.
"Fuck, it's Deathwing!"
"Deathwing actually came. I thought he was just bragging."
"Oh my god, this is going to be fun!"
"My friends, look, this is the legendary Deathwing, he is really majestic. Let me fly over and take a photo with him... Hey, hey, hey, why did I fall from the sky?"
In fact, there were quite a few parrots that wanted to get close to take photos, but they all fell down before they could get close. The effect of the dragon's might was not given for nothing, and the mental resistance of small animals was basically 0, so they could only watch from a distance. "
Murphy looked speechlessly at a group of centaurs not far away who were hanging huge billboards for electric cars on the arrow towers around the battlefield.
This Haotian Group really knows how to do business, but he still remembers his mission. He must maintain the dignity of a Black Dragon King and cannot reveal his identity as a player.
He looked down at the Emperor Shenwu with a ferocious and contemptuous look.
Neltharion (Black Dragon King): "You have done very well, Centaur King. I have to say that as a mortal, you have impressed me a lot. Now, let your soldiers attack. My Black Dragon Legion will cover you."
The Great Emperor (Khan of the Empire): "Please be careful with your attitude, Deathwing. We are allies, but I am not your subordinate. You are not qualified to order me around." The Great Emperor's attitude was much colder than yesterday. Before the alliance, they were potential enemies and allies, but after the alliance, there was no need to be so polite.
"Humph, you mortals will never face reality. Fine, then you can give the order yourself, but don't make me wait too long. My patience is limited."
After saying this, Deathwing flew into the sky again, and in the sky, dense black dragons were circling around Astranaar.
The huge shadow cast by Deathwing frightened the night elves below.
The Great Emperor of Divine Martial Arts marched up to the platform. He was dressed in golden armor and was more than twice as tall as an ordinary centaur. He looked extremely powerful. He raised the spear in his hand high up and shouted, "Attack!"
Woo, woo, woo, the desolate horn sounds continued to ring out. In the forest, countless Centaurs revealed their majestic figures, wearing armor and holding sharp weapons, with bows and arrows drawn. The war - began.
