Volume 8: The Road to the Ancient Dragon Chapter 493: A Qualified Guardian Dragon
Mo Fei closed the private message, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this Jian Wuhen is quite efficient.
He sent the information back just two days after leaving.
However, the reactions of the five Dragon Kings did surprise him. He had expected that the other party would have no time to pay attention to him, but he did not expect that the other party would come up with such a plan.
Make all the other ancient dragons hide. It's a pity they could come up with such a trick.
However, he was not too worried that this situation would delay the path of the ancient dragons. Most dragons were arrogant, especially those ancient dragons that had lived for tens of thousands of years. It would not be easy to ask them to hide and act like turtles.
The more powerful the creature, the more difficult it is for them to accept fleeing without fighting.
And even if those ancient dragons can hide, the disaster dragons in the sealed prison cannot hide.
If that doesn't work, you can also go to the Throne of the Wind God to get the Dragon Heart of Iludikon in the 'Collapse of the Earth'.
By the way, in the Tower of the Dragon there is also Deathwing’s wife Sinestra, so there are two of them.
If it really doesn't work, the three ancient black dragons in the Obsidian Temple can also be considered. Since Morpheus took the main force of black dragons to the Dragon Islands, the Obsidian Temple should be relatively empty. In addition, he is very familiar with the Obsidian Temple, so he still has a good chance.
However, all three targets are relatively risky. The Throne of Wind God is the territory of Al'Akir, the King of Wind Element. What makes Murphy even more frightened is that the Throne of Wind God is also the entrance to the realm of Anronas, the God of Storms.
There, the power of the God of Storms can interfere with the real plane to a certain extent.
I don't get along well with the God of Storms, and it would be bad if I got hurt by him if I went there.
As for the Tower of the Dragon, although the Cult of the Dragon is currently his ally, Deathwing's wife seems to be quite respected there. If a fight breaks out, it is hard to say who the Cult of the Dragon will help.
As for the three ancient black dragons of the Obsidian Temple, they are quite powerful, so it is hard to be sure of winning if one fights three.
Secondly, the old guy Sartario has some kind of relationship with me, so I don't want to attack them unless it is absolutely necessary.
Let’s start with those alien dragon kings first.
Murphy took out the distribution map of ancient dragons provided by the Dragon Cult, and thought that even if the Guardian Dragon notified these ancient dragons to take refuge, it should take some time. So the next step would be a race of speed. He had to collect the last three dragon hearts before the Guardian Dragon dealt with the Dragonmaw Orcs.
Only then can we fully deal with the threat from the guardian dragon.
Aidan (Captain of the Dragon Knights): "Roland, gather the troops, we are about to attack."
The target Murphy chose this time was Ulaen, the 'Disaster of the Sea', a giant water dragon that could control ocean currents. The target's activity area was in the waters near the maritime kingdom of Kul Tiras, not far from the eastern continent, but there was no dragon's nest, so a search might be needed.
Soon the troops were assembled, and everyone was a little puzzled about Murphy's behavior of continuing the expedition after only two days of rest.
But Jaina was quite excited because the target sea area was near her home.
No matter how confused they were, their subordinates did not object to Murphy's orders. They were able to complete them smoothly every time and gained a lot. There was nothing much to say.
Soon Murphy led his troops on a new journey.
Meanwhile - somewhere in the Dragon Islands -
Rexxar (Lord of Beasts): "Lord Nekros, we should leave this sea and return to the eastern continent. We have captured enough dragons. There is no need to stay here any longer."
Lantresor Fireblade (Fireblade Swordmaster): "Yes, Lord Nekros, those black dragons are not affected by the Dragon Soul. We failed to gain an advantage in the last battle. It will be very troublesome if we continue to delay."
Aguna Thunderbringer (Thunderblade Blademaster): "I sense danger in the wind, Nekros. It's time to move."
Bloodthirsty Wild Blade (Chief Bladewind): "I heard that the Horde has once again launched a war against the Alliance. Tyrant Blade leads the orc army to sweep through those human kingdoms. We should also go and join the chieftain. This is the mission of our tribe."
Several clan chiefs gave advice to Nekros. The failure of the last raid on the three dragon kings had made the orcs, who had been reaping victories during this period, think about quitting while they were ahead.
After all, dragons are the overlords of the sky, and the five dragon kings possess extraordinary powers. If they fight head-on, the Dragonmaw Legion will never be a match for the Dragon Legion, which has absolute air superiority.
The reason why the Dragonmaw Legion was able to hunt so many dragons was entirely due to the suppressing effect of the Dragon Soul.
Now with the Black Dragon Legion joining the war, this advantage has been lost, and there is no point in dragging it on.
Nekros glared at several clan chiefs.
Nekros (Chief Dragonmaw): "Humph, what do you know? Do you think we can leave now? We must take a ship to leave the Dragon Islands. Once we are attacked by the dragon army at sea, the orcs will be completely powerless. I am afraid that we will sink into the sea and feed the fish.
But on land, we still have the advantage. The power of the Dragon Soul is unmatched. So what if the black dragon joins the battle? We have tamed so many dragons, enough to fight them.
The leader of the black dragon army, the black dragon king Morpheus, is just an ancient black dragon, far inferior to the Deathwing of that year.
You didn't admit defeat to the Horde when facing Deathwing, but now we have such a powerful force but you want to flee without a fight. Do you want to be a coward?"
These words immediately left the orcs speechless.
Orcs pursue glory, and what they can't stand most is being questioned about their courage. They have to fight even if they can't win - this is politically correct.
Rexxar (Beast Lord): "Then let's fight! The orcs of the Thunder King clan are all warriors! They will never fear war."
Lantresor Burning Blade: "The Burning Blade will obey your orders."
Bloodthirster Wild Blade (Chief Bladewind): "The Bladewind clan will never retreat..."
Boom! An explosion suddenly sounded.
What's going on?
The high-ranking members of the Dragonmaw Legion rushed out of the fortress in a hurry. As soon as they went out, they saw a giant dragon covering the sky, spraying flames and dragon breath towards the ground.
It is colorful, and all kinds of dragons have come.
Nekros (Chief Dragonmaw): "These reptiles just won't learn!"
He suddenly raised the 'Dragon Soul' and wanted to unleash it, but he didn't expect that the Dragon Soul, which had always worked in the past, inexplicably lost its effect this time. A dazzling light shone, but the dragons in the sky were still breathing dragon breath and releasing powerful dragon language magic, with no intention of falling at all.
"Damn it, what's going on?" Nikelus slapped the 'Dragon Soul' embedded in his staff, looking annoyed.
At this time, a wolf knight rushed to the bottom of the fortress.
"It's bad, Master Chief, we are being attacked by a large enemy force."
What!
Several people hurriedly looked outside the camp in the distance.
I saw a large army of monster servants and dragon guards attacking the camp's outer defense line.
If it were only monster servants and dragon soldiers, the orcs would of course not be afraid. After all, they had fought in several major battles and the Dragonmaw Legion was a regular army. They were not afraid of these messy seas of monsters when fighting this kind of positional warfare.
But the fatal thing is that behind those monster servants are tens of thousands of adventurers.
The monster servants in the front acted as cannon fodder, while the adventurers behind were dealing damage crazily, some adding blood, some throwing AOE, and it seemed that the defense line was about to collapse.
Nekros (Chief Dragonmaw): "Aguna Thunderbringer, lead the dragon riders into battle!"
"Rexxar , gather your people, set up the trapping ballistae, and prepare to deal with the enemy's air strikes."
"Bloodthirsty Mad Blade, lead your warriors to the front to stop those adventurers."
"Lantresso Fireblade, lead your swordsmen to the rear of the enemy. There must be a commander there. Kill the enemy leader and make them lose their command. Go - for the tribe!"
"For the tribe!"
The chiefs all agreed and took action.
Nikelus showed a strange smile on his face and looked up at the sky.
At this moment, the figures of the five dragon kings have appeared at the edge of the battlefield.
Kalecgos (Blue Dragon King): "Nekros is there! In his hand is the Dragon Soul. I can see him."
Kalecgos canceled the farsight magic and said excitedly.
After being suppressed by these damn orcs for so long, I can finally take revenge.
Alexstrasza (Red Dragon Queen): "We can only defend you from here, Morpheus. Are you sure you want to face the power of the Dragon Soul alone?"
Morpheus (Black Dragon King): "Now only I can end this war. I have no choice. Don't worry, I will be fine."
After saying that, he flapped his wings and led several black dragons to swoop towards the target.
Looking at Morpheus's high-speed flying figure, Alexstrasza showed a trace of worry on her face.
Ysera (Green Dragon Queen): "Don't worry, sister. Although Morpheus is a little weaker than us, his flying ability is amazing. Even if he can't win, he should be able to escape."
Alexstrasza sighed, "I have great confidence in him. What I'm worried about is not that he can't win, but..."
The rest of the words were not spoken out loud, but several dragon kings showed expressions of understanding.
Winning is good, but what happens after winning...if the Dragon Soul falls into Morpheus' hands...
After all, the Black Dragon Legion has been corrupted for too long, and Deathwing has had too much influence on the Black Dragon Legion, so it is really hard to feel at ease.
But there is no other way now, because they are restrained by the Dragon Soul.
Although they were a little worried about Morpheus, the orcs had made it clear that they wanted to capture them, so naturally they had to get rid of the orcs first.
…
"Look, it's a black dragon!"
An orc soldier shouted.
Rows of trap-and-ballistas were immediately aimed at the sky.
This new type of crossbow has been modified and equipped with a huge barb that can drag the hit target to the ground, making it a powerful weapon against flying units.
Rexxar personally commanded the release of these crossbows, and his several beast companions were also on high alert. The orcs of the Thunder King clan were very good at taming and hunting wild beasts, and almost every Thunder King hunter brought a wild beast as a combat partner. Master hunters like Rexxar even had special advanced professions such as Beast Master, which allowed them to drive multiple war beasts at the same time and strengthen them.
Morpheus also noticed the movement below.
Morpheus (King of the Black Dragon): "Agnes!"
Agnes, who was flying behind him, immediately understood.
Dragon Language Magic——Darkness is Coming!
Suddenly, a dark cloud filled the sky, blocking out the sun, and almost covered the entire battlefield.
The black dragons suddenly disappeared from Rexxar's sight.
"Oh no!" Rexxar was shocked. How could he fight if he lost his vision?
I could only stare at the dark cloud.
At this time, there were roars of dragons and screams of orcs coming from the camp behind.
A dragon rider rushed out from behind and shouted.
"Oh no, those dragons, they are out of control!"
"What? Damn it!" Rexxar cried out in his heart that something was wrong, just at this moment.
But he didn't have time to pay attention to the back.
The next second! Several giant dragons suddenly appeared in the black cloud.
It spewed dragon breath madly, destroying rows of crossbow chariots on the ground.
Rexxar had no time to react and could only dodge in embarrassment.
"Shoot! Shoot!"
The orc archers shot arrows desperately, javelins and axes were fired like raindrops, and the shamans released lightning, but for the lord-level black dragon, without the trapping crossbow, such anti-aircraft firepower was meaningless.
At this moment, Morpheus pounced directly at Nikelus.
At this time, the "Dragon Soul" in Nikelus' hand was finally usable again. A dazzling golden beam of light shot towards Morpheus in the sky, but Morpheus dodged it with a flexibly rolling sideways and sprayed a breath of dragon over.
Nikelus released a magic shield in advance to block the raging flames.
Another wave of fel flames came back.
A black dragon and an orc immediately started fighting.
It's true, as expected of him being the commander of the Dragonmaw Legion and chieftain of the Dragonmaw Clan, this Nekros kept releasing all kinds of fel magic and actually fought back and forth with the Black Dragon King.
From time to time, he would use the Dragon Soul to shoot out a golden beam of light, which seemed quite deadly, but Morpheus managed to dodge it flexibly every time.
Morpheus' dragon breath is also incredibly powerful, and the Black Dragon Bomber is not called that for nothing.
The guards around Nikelus were in big trouble. Nikelus' magic shield could not protect them, and they all became charred corpses in the blink of an eye.
This battle soon became the focus of the battlefield.
Breath of flames - scorching the earth!
A violent dragon breath spurted out, and the flames almost engulfed Nikelus' figure.
But when the flames dissipated, Nekros still stood firm, with the charred ground beneath his feet and his robes burnt into tatters by the dragon flames. However, he still faced the Black Dragon King without fear, causing the orcs watching around him to secretly give him a thumbs up, thinking he was indeed a brave orc!
However, on the front battlefield, without the support of the Dragon Soul, the monster army and adventurers had already broken through the front line of defense.
With the monster army as cannon fodder, the adventurers can output crazily from the back, and with the dragon's aerial firepower suppression, the orcs are completely overwhelmed. The orcs' dragon riders despairingly discovered that the dragon mounts, which had been tamed by the dragon soul in the past, were now attacking all living creatures nearby like crazy, and were completely out of control.
The front was penetrated, the rear was disrupted, the army lost its formation, and several clans were forced to fight on their own. The Dragonmaw Legion was completely in a desperate situation.
He just fought hard with his brute courage and barely held on.
Morpheus slowly landed in the center of the battlefield and growled in a voice that could be clearly heard by those around him.
"You have already lost orcs, lay down your weapons and your lives will be spared, otherwise - die!"
"No! Orcs will never surrender. Black Dragon, do you have the courage to challenge me in a duel? Let's have a showdown between kings!" Nikelus also roared in a voice that the orcs around him could hear clearly.
"Just you? A mere insignificant orc."
" That's right, I'm just an orc - warriors of the tribe, listen to me!"
Nekros looked around and said, "Warriors, you fought well and bravely. It is my arbitrary decision that led to this outcome. The failure of this battle can only be borne by me alone. If I fail, you should lay down your weapons and don't sacrifice your lives in vain.
Black Dragon King, if I lose, please treat my warriors well."
Morpheus (Black Dragon King): "Dragons are merciful. If you lose, their lives will be spared, but they must bear the consequences of their crimes. The orcs will serve the dragons and fight under me, the Black Dragon King, until they have atonement for their sins."
"Then come on, Black Dragon! I will show you the true glory of an orc!"
In the blink of an eye, an orc and a dragon decided the stakes of this war.
The orcs around were all stunned.
What's going on?
What a good chief he is, he is willing to take responsibility for everyone's lives.
But the problem is that we can still fight!
Are you going to give up now?
And you, an orc, fighting against the black dragon alone, aren’t you too confident?
But this kind of courage is really very "Orcish" and gives people a sense of honor.
When the orcs were at a loss about this gamble.
Nekros roared and launched an attack. He even gave up the fel magic that he was best at and leaped into the air waving a huge axe.
The orcs around were dumbfounded. When did our chief become a warrior?
Then - Scanchi was bitten in mid-air by the black dragon, and with a few crunching bites, it was turned into a ball of minced meat.
Uh - is that the end?
There was a moment of silence all around. All the orcs looked at the black dragon and the chief in the black dragon's mouth in disbelief, with anger and speechlessness intertwined in their hearts.
The air was unusually quiet and the orcs exchanged glances with each other.
(Do you really want to surrender?)
(Do you want to try again?)
(Should we avenge the chief?)
(Why does it feel a little strange to surrender like this?)
(But I feel like I can’t win!)
The atmosphere was very subtle, like the calm before a storm, as if a bloody battle was about to break out in the next second.
Just at this moment.
Clang! An orc threw a battle axe to the ground.
This sound calmed all the orcs down at once.
This seemed like a signal.
The fighting spirit that had been brewing among the orc warriors seemed to be deflated all of a sudden.
Everyone tends to follow the crowd, and the orcs are no exception. It was impossible for them to win in the first place, but now someone is taking the lead, and suddenly—
Clang! Clang!
Weapons were thrown to the ground one after another.
More and more orcs gave up resistance.
There were also some clever ones who sneaked away, such as the orc swordmasters who were going to carry out the decapitation operation.
When all the orcs put down their weapons, Jian Wuhen's figure suddenly appeared on the outskirts of the battlefield.
He looked at the orcs who had laid down their weapons with some surprise, thinking that they had actually succeeded.
Morpheus had given him a special task before, asking him to use the disarming skill on an orc warrior in a specific link and throw the disarmed weapon to the ground.
I didn’t expect it to actually work?
Could it be that all of this was within Morpheus's calculations? This fellow was really calculating.
The battle ended as the orcs laid down their weapons.
The only ones who were unhappy were the adventurers. Such a good opportunity to kill monsters was over just like that? They hadn't killed enough monsters yet.
However, they did not dare to act rashly. They were still hoping to exchange the reputation they had gained for rewards, and did not dare to offend the guardian dragon.
At this moment, the four dragon kings finally landed.
"Morpheus, you succeeded."
"Yes, I succeeded." Morpheus looked at the Dragon Soul in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.
Ysera said hurriedly: "This weapon should not remain in the world. Give it to me and let me hide it somewhere unknown."
"Hehe, you mean the Emerald Nightmare?"
"How do you know?"
"This is not a secret at all, otherwise those orcs would not have taken it away. I'm sorry that I can't trust you. Considering your previous dereliction of duty, it is not a wise choice to give you the Dragon Soul for safekeeping."
Alexstrasza thought to herself that it was true. She looked at Morpheus expressionlessly, "So how do you think we should deal with this?"
"Of course it's safe enough for me to keep it."
"But……"
"Why, Lord Alexstrasza doesn't trust me?" Morpheus looked directly into the Red Dragon Queen's eyes and asked calmly.
Alexstrasza thought to herself, of course I don't trust you.
But he couldn't say this, especially when the other party was holding the Dragon Soul.
Now everyone is still in harmony and they are all colleagues of the Dragon Legion, but if they are pushed too far and the Black Dragon Legion rebels again, that would be bad.
Morpheus suddenly laughed, "Don't worry, Queen. In these troubled times, we, the guardian dragons, must have enough force to face all kinds of powerful enemies.
This weapon was created by Deathwing in order to defeat the Burning Legion and protect the world.
Now it can finally perform its mission. I will use it to repair the damage Lord Neltharion has brought to this world and to pay for the mistakes made by the Black Dragon Legion in the past. I think you will not object."
Alexstrasza sighed. "Of course not, you did a great job Morpheus, it seems you are indeed a qualified guardian dragon."
