Chapter 494 Commando

There is no navigator, no anemometer, everything depends on visual inspection, and then these two damn goblins have the courage to drive the airship into the clouds without any scruples. Several times Duke saw a cliff suddenly appear on the side of the airship, and it was Duke who rushed up to steer the ship and saved the ship from being destroyed.

And at that moment, those two idiot goblins were still working on patching the hole in the balloon.

Duke, who couldn't take it anymore, had prepared for the worst. He directly handed over the control of opening the [Ice Barrier] to the system elf. Because he really couldn't guarantee that he would have that concentration and reaction throughout the day, and open the refrigerator at a critical moment to save his life.

Once the secret of his resurrection is discovered by Deathwing, hehe.

What happened next, as expected, was that the two goblins kept busy tinkering, and these two big-hearted guys even took a nap sometimes, ignoring the dangers that were close at hand, such as sudden Leaking air and dropping rapidly at high altitude or maybe pretending to be a mountain or something.

In this way, Duke survived the whole day, and then spent a sleepless night.

Throughout the day, Duke barely ate or drank anything. Because drinking will make you vomit, and eating will make you vomit even more.

Duke almost suspected that Deathwing made him suffer on purpose in order to weaken his will and complete the hypnosis as soon as possible.

But the next morning, Duke changed his mind. As the dawn broke, the clouds around them receded, so that Duke felt the airship finally pass from the sea into the sky.

There was no dense fog, and all the scenery within ten kilometers was clearly visible. At the foot, it changed from a large forest to a rocky and inaccessible wilderness, and the terrain ahead as far as I could see began to climb gradually, connecting all the way to the cliffs of Grim Batol.

Along the way, there are indeed a few small forests along the way, but the overall coverage is quite sparse.

People walking in the wilderness will appear very abrupt, and the orc dragoons can easily see its traces several kilometers away.

None of the orc dragoons were interested in Duke's airship. The most recent time, a red dragon even passed by less than 500 meters away, and the orc cavalry on it didn't even look at the airship. Even as he flew by, the airship's steam engine let out a loud explosion.

It seems that the orcs should be used to these goblins who sell their lives to the tribe for money. Or maybe they look down on these little green dwarfs who "sworn their allegiance" to the tribe for the inexplicable golden yellow metal.

Well, it was indeed a good move for Orgrim to buy the goblins with the gold obtained by conquering the human capital.

The orcs didn't want it, but the goblins wanted it. The two sides hit it off almost immediately.

Duke's eyes were half-closed, and he was thinking about how his foursome would get through here.

After a day and night of flying, Grim Batol was quite close to them.

Veresa and the others who followed carefully on a griffin were also very close.

At this moment, a major event that did not belong to the original 'history' happened.

In the city of Dalaran, the kings of the six human kingdoms, plus Kurdran's Wildhammer and Prince Kael'thas, a total of eight leaders gathered together.

To bring so many bigwigs together, of course something big happened:

The next king of the maritime kingdom of Kul Tiras, the great prince Drake Proudmoore, died in battle.

Gastara Marlow, member of the Kirin Tor Council of Six in Dalaran, was killed in battle.

Baranmind Kaz, member of the Silvermoon Council, was killed in battle.

The former Bloodsail pirate leader and the current deputy commander of the Stormwind Kingdom's fleet, Duke Farrewell, died in battle.

Along with the death of these four important figures in the country, there were also shocking losses. The perpetrators were none other than the ancient red dragons headed by Tarani Starz.

Every place where more than three kings sit can be called a throne hall. Now, in the throne room, the roar of King Daelin Proudmoore resounded.

"Calm down? Lothar, you tell me to calm down!? It's not you who died my son, but me! You told me to trust Duke! Well, I waited for him for two weeks, every day, every night, My men and I had to patrol the seas at the risk of those damned lizards. Well done now! This is what the wait is all about!"

Dai Lin ruthlessly threw out a gold-colored metal lump that had been completely deformed by the flames. This thing made a clanging sound on the floor tiles in the hall. The sound of bouncing and rolling on the ground beat everyone's heart.

Few could recognize it as a machete.

Daelin burst into tears: "The next king of Kul Tiras died—right in front of me, he was burned to ashes by a ball of flames! Drake is the only one left!"

Lothar was speechless.

If it wasn't for the fact that the Stormwind Kingdom also lost a duke, I really don't know how crazy King Daelin would be. Now, since the war started, this sea hero who has been fighting on the seas almost every day and dedicating himself to the alliance is sitting on the floor tiles in front of the throne, crying loudly.

Yes, at this moment, there is no king, no admiral galloping on the blue sea, only a father who lost his son.

As the Red Dragon's invasion became more and more fierce, the alliance bosses who originally wanted to defend the Red Dragon Legion did not dare to speak out. After all, the alliance with the Red Dragon Legion is a thing of the past, but the attack of the ancient red dragon is a real threat now.

Every king has a bad look on his face.

King Terenas asked in a deep voice: "Is there no news about our deputy commander?"

The only answer was silence.

Krasus, who was standing beside Antonidas, wanted to say something, but finally remained silent. He had already received the message that Luo Ning sent him. All night Krasus tossed and turned sleeplessly. His favorite queen is still in prison.

Deathwing intervened.

That's Deathwing, the Deathwing that plunged the entire dragon clan into civil strife and collapse! Perhaps gathering the strongest magicians of mankind can fight against it. But only to the point of confrontation. Krasus didn't think humans were capable of killing Neltharion.

What no dragon had done in the past ten thousand years, Krasus did not think that humans and elves in the mortal world could do. After all, that is no longer the domain of mortals.

So Krasus chose to be silent. In his mind, it was all about these days. The news from Duke Toronin made him understand that Duke has achieved the ultimate of mortals. Now it was up to him to find help against Deathwing.

But these days, he has hit a wall for the second time.

When Krasus came back to his senses, the discussions among the kings in the hall seemed to have come to fruition.

"Then it's settled, we will dispatch a huge commando to save the Red Dragon Queen, or, kill her!" Terenas announced.