Chapter 1755 Take the Opportunity to Change the Blood

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of the boulder falling into the sea was like the beating of war drums of victory.

Onyxia's heart jumped for joy.

"Haha! I finally dare to take action against my father! Sure enough, even Neltharion is afraid of Duke!" Black Dragon's words naturally contain two meanings.

The first is that she finally transcended herself and dared to use dragon claws on objects that she once thought were absolutely terrifying and that she would never dare to disobey.

The second is that even if it is as terrifying as Deathwing, I still see Duke walking around.

This is a somewhat simple and straightforward truth.

If Neltharion is really so awesome, why doesn't he just go to the door and start a war with Duke?

From the beginning to the end, Duke let go of his elemental fluctuations and clearly told all the hostile beings - I, Duke Marcus, am waiting for you in Stormwind City.

Maybe you can say Duke is arrogant, or you can say Duke is insidious. After all, whoever dares to come to Stormwind City, those demigod-level experts who have been waiting for a long time will pass through the portal and swarm up, swallowing up all the bones of the intruder. .

But Neltharion is timid, this is real.

He didn't even dare to declare a challenge himself, so he sent an unworthy stone substitute.

Isn't this cowardice?

"Wahahahaha! Nesari is a coward! Wings of cowardice! You don't even have the courage to face my master, so don't pretend to be the best in the world. Let me tell you, my master can kill you once, and he can kill you a second time. Twice." Facing the sea where Neltharion's substitute fell, Onyxia laughed wildly.

Although the target of her ridicule was her father, the black dragon clan's troubles and bad family relations were like this.

"Duke Marcus, wait! When I destroy Azeroth, I'll see what use you, a demigod, has!" Neltharion's roar came from the distance in the void.

At this time, Duke's virtual image also appeared, and landed on the special seat above Onyxia's neck. Even though she knew Duke's body was not there, the Black Dragon Princess still cooperated very well and made a posture for Duke to ride her. She flapped her long dragon wings and hovered in mid-air.

"Oh? Neltharion, since you're dead, you should quietly wait for your soul to dissipate. Why do you come out here to commit suicide? But if you have any tricks, just come and I'll take over." Duke raised his head proudly. , raising his head at a standard 45 degrees, exposing two nostrils towards the place where Neltharion's spiritual thoughts were hovering.

right!

Just sneer!

Neltharion didn't even have the guts to show up, so Duke didn't need to come in person. He could just show up with a magical three-dimensional image.

"Hehehe! After the world you are so proud of is completely destroyed, let me see if you can still be so confident." After Neltharion sneered, his spiritual mind went away and disappeared into the void.

"Huh!" Duke's projection made an exhalation motion, then looked down at Onyxia: "You come back first."

"Okay, Master!" The shiny black dragon tail swayed like a cute puppy. It was obvious that she was in a very good mood.

In Stormwind City, Duke quietly watched the changes in the planet Azeroth through the eyes of mages deployed around the world through the magic network.

The cataclysm has finally begun.

Most of the changes were just as Duke remembered them. The biggest problem for the Alliance is still the collapse of the boulder dam, which directly changed the landscape of the wetlands and Loch Modan. You must know that Loch Modan is the source of food for the Bronzebeard dwarves. You can't expect Dun Morogh in the ice and snow to produce enough food for hundreds of thousands of Bronzebeard dwarves.

It is foreseeable that the dwarves will cooperate more closely with the Alliance in the future. Only by becoming a more purely industrial country can Ironforge use the money from selling machinery and arms to buy food.

I don't know whether to cry or laugh.

It's a pity that before the catastrophe, Duke couldn't say, "I have a premonition that the boulder dam will collapse. You should do new lake enclosure work in the wetland in advance." After all, what if one thing is not done well and the wetland fortifications also collapse?

In a video, a huge sinkhole appeared in the middle of Stranglethorn Valley, which turned into a large whirlpool. The technical term is "sinkhole rift".

However, Duke had the Cataclysm in mind when he asked Kul Tiras to develop a new capital in Booty Bay. Not only did they avoid the pit in the northeastern part of the Gurubashi Arena, but they also used 100,000 murlocs to build a giant breakwater in the shallow sea area to the west of Booty Bay in advance.

Once upon a time, those captains always complained about the need to bypass the huge breakwater to enter the harbor renamed [Proudmoore City] from Booty Bay. Now, no one said a word.

In fact, Neltharion alone, encouraged by N'Zoth, could not accomplish such horrific destruction. But he brought the four elemental realms closer to Azeroth, and this is the fatal place.

The chaotic tide erupting from the elemental chaos can't even revive the will of the planet Azeroth.

What's more, in order to kill C'Thun, the planet had already suffered serious injuries.

To recover from injuries of this level, the time required by Planet Will is often measured in hundreds of years.

Even after encountering this level of trauma, the will of the planet only sent a vague question. Translated into human language, it was just one sentence: "What happened?"

"N'Zoth launched Deathwing Neltharion to the front, pushing the four elemental realms closer to the main plane. But I think we can solve it ourselves." This is how Duke returned to the will of the planet.

"Leave it to you." Azeroth said.

Duke knew that this was a trust and a promise - as long as he dealt with Neltharion this time and handled things properly, the rewards in the future would definitely be beyond his expectations.

Here, because we have taken the most thorough precautions, the alliance's losses can be said to be very slight.

In terms of harm, it is not even as severe as Arthas led the natural disaster to sweep across the continent of Lordaeron in the 15th year of the Dark Portal.

After all, evacuation work had been done in advance, and not many people died. Currently, it is estimated that only a few hundred people died in the entire alliance. In addition, the Alliance mostly uses reinforced cement concrete to build houses, so the houses that collapsed were all wooden houses from the old era, which happened to be a good time to sell a wave of cement.

Ironforge is not a disaster area. The Stormwind Kingdom Industrial Zone in Elwynn Forest avoided the possibility of a catastrophe when it was first established. It can be said that the alliance's industrial base is almost intact.

As long as it takes some time, the alliance can take the opportunity to get rid of the old and welcome the new, replace the old houses and backward handicrafts like a blood exchange, and turn the entire alliance into a blessing in disguise and usher in new life.

"Phew!" In the study, Duke exhaled, "I finally got over it."

Just as Duke sighed, he discovered that Onyxia had returned.

"Master, it seems you haven't tamed a dragon for a long time, right?" The black dragon sister had a strange flush on her face.