MTL - Live Streaming: Azeroth-Chapter 71 No ghosts, let's have some jokes

For this mission, Kael'thas is only responsible for matchmaking. The specific mission plan will be provided by Sharlayan, and the Dragon Clan headed by Krasus will provide necessary assistance.

When the four members of the team got together to discuss the details of the plan, Krasus also welcomed two long-lost friends on the Tower of Dragon Burn.

"Nosalie, Isendre, long time no see, thank you for your help."

Nosalie, the bronze dragon princess, transformed into a high elf with long pale golden hair.

Even judging by the standards of high elves, Nosalie can be regarded as a top-notch beauty, but the vertical pupils in her eyes are a bit scary.

The green dragon Isendre transformed into a green-haired night elf wearing an eyepatch. His appearance...was a lot worse than that of Nosalie. He looked like a man, and his figure was still hot.

Krasus didn't know if he was overthinking, he always felt that something was wrong with Ysondre's state, and his mood seemed unstable.

Counting Alegos who arrived earlier, representatives of the four major dragon clans gathered here to discuss the final work of rescuing the Red Dragon Queen.

The special operations team is responsible for the first half of the work, the main goal is to find the soul of the dragon kept by the dragon maw warlock Necrus, and find a way to destroy it.

Once he learns that someone has sneaked into Grim Batol to try to rescue the Red Dragon Queen, Deathwing will definitely not sit idly by.

Mortals such as Sharlayan cannot compete with the mighty Deathwing, and only the Dragon Clan can defeat the Dragon Clan.

"I suggest."

Krasus said to the three with a serious expression: "Summon the three dragon kings and siege and kill Deathwing in Grim Batol by surprise, completely ending the shame of this guardian dragon clan."

Nosalie was the first to nod without saying a word: "I agree, Nozdormu has already learned about this matter in advance, and he promised to show up at the right time."

Isendre's eyes flickered with confusion and ferocity from time to time, but because her eyes were covered by blindfolds, Krasus and the others could not intuitively see the changes in her expression.

"Your Majesty Ysera is fine. I have already contacted her through the Dream Gate. Your Majesty will arrive before the situation reaches its final stage."

Krasus turned his attention to Elegos, the senior blue dragon who survived the battle of the ancients helplessly spread his hands.

"I will also inform His Majesty Malygos, but whether he will come...I can't guarantee it."

Krasus also knew Malygos' state of waking up when he was mad, and sighed regretfully: "I can understand, I hope the name Deathwing can awaken his consciousness from the chaos."

Watching the three friends leave through the portal opened by Elegos, Krasus lingered on Ysondre's back for a moment longer.

'Is it my illusion? Ask the Queen when this is over. '

…

"Aha~"

A bearded man with a dwarven rune engraved on his face jumped off the Griffon's back, stepped on his feet carelessly, and patted Ronin's shoulder several times.

"Boy, I still remember you, you are Krasus' apprentice."

The dwarf looked at the four present with some surprise: "Why, you rookies are the only ones doing such an important task?"

It sounded harsh, but even Sharlayan, the most irascible, had no complaints.

Falstad Wildhammer, one of the most famous heroes of the Wildhammer dwarves.

Due to their unfamiliarity with each other, in order to avoid offending others, Sharlayan did not rashly activate the eagle eye technique to check.

Even so, he could feel the majestic aura as heavy as a mountain from Falstad, a proper legendary hero, and he was qualified to call the four present rookies.

This legendary hero will not directly participate in this infiltration mission, he is only responsible for escorting the four-person team to bypass the orc's eyeliner and deal with unexpected situations that may be encountered along the way.

"Stop talking nonsense."

After casually complaining, Falstad slapped Ronin's waist forcefully, causing him to stagger.

"Come on, find a Griffin Knight who is pleasing to the eye to join us, and let's set off now."

Kael'thas, who came to see him off, still maintained his demeanor, and politely told Falstad: "Dragon Slayer, the four of them will be entrusted to you, and they must be delivered safely to Grim Batol's door. "

"no problem!"

Falstad turned over and mounted the griffin, and gave Kael'thas a thumbs up freely.

"Let Krasus remember his promise. After the mission is over, send the agreed red dragon scales to Eagle's Nest Mountain. Our blacksmiths can't wait."

Kael'thas smiled and nodded: "I will tell him, may the sun guide you."

…

It was Sharlayan's first close encounter with a griffin.

The appearance of this large raptor is very mighty, and its unruly wildness can be seen with the naked eye.

But under the restraint of the Wildhammer dwarves, the wild griffins behaved very tame, showing no resistance or hostility to the new passengers on their backs.

Five Griffin Riders took off one after another, and soon reached the highest flying speed.

Grim Batol is located southeast of the Wetlands.

According to the information provided by Vereesa, the main army of the tribe has already passed through the wetland at this moment, and is struggling through the snowy Dun Morogh area.

After conquering the Kingdom of Stormwind, the orc tribe went all the way north, but encountered a nail in front of the gate of Ironforge, the capital of the copperbeard dwarves.

Ironforge, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, has persisted until today and has not been breached.

Although the Bronzebeard dwarves defended Ironforge, they were powerless to counterattack and could only rely on the city's food stores for support.

Falstad gloated and joked that the copperbeard dwarves even stopped producing their favorite thunder spirits, and all the food was supplied to the people and defenders in the city.

The racial trait of dwarf alcoholism has long since spread throughout the Eastern Kingdoms.

Even during missions, the Wildhammer dwarves headed by Falstad will take out wine bags from time to time to "have a drink" ~www.novelbuddy.com~ After listening to Sharlayan's narration, the barrage endured. Can't stop complaining.

[God **** drink, the wine they drank along the way is enough to overwhelm most people, right? 】

[Calm down, there is no distillation technology in this era, and the so-called spirits are nothing more than that. 】

[If you pour a bottle of Maozi's vodka into these dwarves, it is guaranteed that they will get drunk on the spot in minutes. 】

[Grass, there is no ghost, let's make some jokes. 】

[Don't make a fuss, you say this... I thought of a business that could make Sharlayan rich. 】

[Come on, brewing wine is a necessary skill for traversers again? So corny. 】

[Old-fashioned doesn't mean it's not easy to use, it's for making money, it's not shabby. 】

[Shabby, very **** shabby, I just have bad legs and feet, I can't kneel down (Bible chant). 】

【You want to stand still and make money? 】

[Nimma, it's started again, why haven't you applied for the heritage? 】

Due to the previous experience of riding a dragon eagle, Sharlayan, Valeera, and Vereesa quickly adapted to the flying mount of the griffin.

Ronin wasn't so calm anymore.

In the past, when he went out with Krasus, he teleported back and forth, and he basically didn't use Griffin.

"vomit~"

Rhonin, who spat out a rainbow in mid-air, disgusted the Wildhammer dwarf who was in charge of riding him.

"Boy, don't spit on the griffin's feathers, it's very troublesome to take care of."

The three of Sharlayan felt a little speechless about this, and in line with the reservedness and etiquette of the high elves, they did not utter a word of ridicule.

But Falstad laughed mercilessly: "Ronin, you still have a long way to go to become a hero, you have to learn how not to spit out when riding a bike, hahahaha!"