Chapter 337 29. Kingdom Crisis

When Van Cleef left Night Town, he was in a state of complete bewilderment.

Tyrion talked to him a lot, but he didn't remember much. When this leader from the western wilderness learned that he would rule the entire Stormwind Kingdom in the future, his mind was in a disconnected state.

The King of Dark Blade doesn't seem like a person who can make jokes, so Van Cleef's mind has been echoing the scene when he stayed in Stormwind Fortress. The king's palace was built by him with his workers. He knew that it was How majestic, but in his wildest fantasy, he never imagined that one day he would be able to sit on that throne.

No, not the throne... There will be no king in the future kingdom...

"What is a country without a king?"

Van Cleef rode on his war horse, muttering to himself, trying to imagine a scene that had never happened before in human history, but there was one thing he was sure of.

That was the "gift" given by Tyrion, which he could not refuse.

VanCleef had a feeling that if he rejected the Darkblade King, he would end up... very badly.

When leaving Twilight Forest and entering Westfall, looking at the dim night in front of him, feeling the cool wind blowing on his face in the wilderness which is completely different from Twilight Forest, this made Van Cleef calm down, he wanted to There are too many things.

"We have to find a reliable leader to go to Redridge Mountain...Alex, yes, Alex is trustworthy."

Van Cleef thought about the members under his command, and he suddenly felt a bit of a headache. There were only a few people with management experience, Alex and Hank, and there were so many areas to be managed in the future, he couldn't Appointing those rough men who only knew how to dig stones or fight as mayors of a place, it was only when he really started to do big things that Van Cleef realized that he had so few talents on hand.

"By the way, there is one more thing."

The leader of the Defias Brotherhood raised his head, looking at the unsettled western wilderness in the night, there was a bit of hesitation in his eyes. After deciding to join Tyrion's "grand" plan, he had to do some things. Thinking about the people he held dear.

With little Vanessa, his daughter, whose future is uncertain, he must find an absolutely safe hiding place for little Vanessa, and at the same time, express his obedience to Tyrion Dawnblade.

Edwin Van Cleef is not a person with a strong desire for power, but after being forced to accept a terrible responsibility and mission, he is like a real veteran, thinking about how to complete it perfectly .

What Tyrion needs is such a person, a subordinate with strong subjective initiative and who can think about how to complete the task by himself.

On the other side, the disaster of Nightshade Town, Lakeside Town, and Fort Watch was finally informed by the king to the nobles of the kingdom. Because of the rebellion in Westfall, Stormwind City, which was in a state of anxiety, quickly entered a state of panic. Among them, although the officials are still hiding the news from the civilians, with the imminent conscription, the news will not be kept for long.

The nobles of the kingdom in the center of the storm were in panic. Even the most stupid people knew that an unimaginable disaster had happened, and it was spreading in all directions at an extremely fast speed.

Today, the very low-key Countess Caterina is sitting in her carriage. The injury on her arm is still not healed. Every time she shows up, she will wear a long-sleeved black dress, and there is always a Countess by her side. With the Duke of Val's company, after she was injured, the relationship between the two has been almost completely clarified.

But the countess also encountered some troubles today, some personal troubles.

"Ding"

The earl's carriage stopped at the entrance of the "Pig and Whistle" inn in the old city. This time-honored inn is not as gorgeous as the gold-encrusted rose in the business district. On the ground, many criminals from the kingdom appear here majestically, and this is one of the places where the dark forces of the whole kingdom gather together.

Escorted by two powerful guards, the countess walked all the way up to the third floor of the hotel. Yesterday, this floor was occupied by a wealthy nobleman with a large number of servants. The first thing after moving in was to send someone to deliver a letter to Countess Katerina's mansion.

This is also the reason why the countess came here in a low-key manner today, it was an invitation she could not refuse.

"aggressive"

The countess asked her guards to guard the entrance of the third floor. She reached out and knocked on the door. A moment later, a black-haired maid in a long skirt opened the door for her. She Tong, however, revealed her identity.

The maid bowed down to Countess Caterina respectfully, and she greeted softly:

"Long time no see, Your Royal Highness, I wish you all the best."

"Maria, get up."

Katerina hated this kind of hypocritical greeting, she raised her hand casually, and then walked into the room without looking at the maid, just like a real nobleman. , a tall, thin man with meticulously combed gray hair, was facing her with his back.

Katerina looked at the man in front of her, a strange gleam flashed in her eyes, she could feel that her arrogant and dangerous elder brother seemed... different.

"Brother, I'm here."

Countess Katerina said softly: "You should stay in Blackrock Mountain and be your toubob, instead of coming to Stormwind City so low-key, so I'm curious, why is all this?"

Nefarian in human form didn't seem to hear his sister's question, and after a few seconds, he spoke.

The voice was dry, hoarse, low, hollow, full of a tone that disgusted Katerina and felt fear:

"I, I am here for the mission entrusted by His Majesty."

"His Majesty?"

Katerina tasted this word, she felt a little ominous, she subconsciously took a few steps back, but behind her, 4 undead black dragons in human form appeared quietly, blocking her way of leaving.

"My sister, His Majesty also brought you his greetings."

Nefarian turned around. On his originally handsome face, there was a hideous scar that cut through his right eye. In his eyes, the yellow snake pupil had turned into a pale pupil, and in that pupil, there was still There was a bloody halo, and his body no longer had the scorching volcanic aura of the past, replaced by a gloomy coldness, like an iceberg floating above the sea.

Not weaker than before, but more dangerous... more sinister.

"That's your Majesty! Not mine!"

Countess Katerina's black eyes also turned into yellow snake pupils, and she yelled at her brother:

"I will not obey him! That hateful, disgusting undead! I will not obey! I will not..."

"boom"

The figure in front of Katerina suddenly disappeared at this moment. She felt the crisis, and just wanted to burst out the power of the black dragon to fight, but the gloomy ice-like claws were already clasped around her slender neck. This kind of cold made the Black Dragon Princess feel her skin tremble, as if her body had been hit by a shell, and her whole body was forcibly pressed against the wall behind her.

When the power of the Black Dragon Prince leaked slightly, a human-shaped depression appeared on the wall. Tyrion's Frost Dragon looked at his imprisoned sister, and there was no trace of emotion in his pale eyes. whispered:

"You, you must be humble! Call him...Your Majesty!"

"cough cough"

Onyxia struggled hard, but Nefarian, strengthened by death, was stronger than before. She looked at her brother who had become strange, and a trace of pain and sarcasm flashed in her eyes. She said with difficulty:

"When...when did the proud King of Black Stone...become the... dog leg of the undead!"

"No, you don't understand, my sister."

"boom"

Onyxia was violently thrown to the ground by Nefarian. The Black Dragon Prince moved his wrist, looked at Onyxia calmly, and said in a deep voice:

"This is a supreme gift, in the strength and freedom bestowed by His Majesty, and in the shadows raised by His Majesty, the black dragon will break free from all the shackles of the past, and we will regain the sky. Those who hunted us down were once hostile to us Yes, those who vowed to destroy us... will be trampled under our feet! Sacrifice, sacrifice is the basis of victory, and our sacrifice will win the future for the black dragon!"

"I... am a martyr!"

Nefarian took a few steps back and sat on the chair. He crossed his fingers and looked at his sister:

"I sacrificed myself for your freedom... Get out of here, Onyxia, go wherever you want, Stormwind is about to be destroyed in the dead frost's cold, you shouldn't be with it disappear into history together."

"Is that what you came to tell me?"

Onyxia rubbed her neck. There were already severe frostbite marks on that white neck. She looked at her brother and asked:

"You don't want to kill me? Dedicate me to your new master?"

"leave."

Nefarian closed his eyes like a sculpture, and he said like a dream:

"Before I change my mind, leave. Maria and the living compatriots will leave with you. From today onwards... Onyxia, you, you will become the Queen of the Black Dragon, and lie dormant, waiting for us to fight for you." You tear apart the night and wait for that dawn."

Onyxia was dumbfounded listening to her brother's crazy words. She even forgot to get up. She didn't recover until the black dragon maid stepped forward to help the new queen. She looked at Nefarian, she screamed:

"You are crazy! Didn't you always want to be the king of the black dragon? Why did you give up? Why did you give me this mission?"

"Being alive represents hope, Your Majesty the Queen."

The black dragon maid Maria dragged Onyxia towards the door of the room, she said softly:

"His Royal Highness Nefarian has made a decision, they have made sacrifices...they sacrificed themselves, in exchange for us tomorrow, Your Majesty, you should mature, your brother never wanted to hurt you, He loves you more than anyone and would give everything for you and his race... Of course, this sacrifice was not voluntary...but it happened."

"We'll just have to...accept it."

"boom"

Behind Countess Katerina, the door closed quietly, and in front of her eyes, more than 30 human-shaped black dragons with black hair and black pupils were dressed in servant clothes, carrying their own salutes. These men, women, and children all wore Puri The coat of arms of the Stowe family, fear and resentment still remain on their faces, but their presence here means that they have accepted their future.

"Our clansman...is that left, that's all there is left?"

Katerina looked back at the maid Maria, who nodded sadly: "Those who are still alive, that's all that's left."

Looking at the obedient clansmen in front of her, Katerina felt a little dizzy. Her brother was not just talking, he was playing for real, and Princess Black Dragon also got the throne of queen that she had been looking forward to, but at this moment, she Without the slightest bit of excitement or joy, she looked back at the closed door behind her, and she only felt...a sense of loss.

"What is his plan?"

Countess Katarina asked, "What are they going to do to Stormwind?"

The black dragon maid pursed her lips, a trace of fear flashed in her eyes, she whispered:

"Total destruction...that's all."

"ah!"

The countess rubbed her forehead with a headache, and waved to the new maid behind her with difficulty:

"Send these people to my mansion, give them food and a place to rest, Palina will help you, and then invite Duke Bolvar to Stormwind Fortress, as well as the Bishop of Chaldea...Quick!"

Countess Katerina Prestor has never regarded the survival of the Stormwind Kingdom as her duty, but now, facing the menacing undead and her brother's cryptic warning, the countess realized that the remaining black dragon wanted to To continue hiding, there is no better place than the Kingdom of Stormwind.

What she is about to try is not to encourage the country to fight like a cart, but to use her own strength to save the kingdom system for the first time, at least let most people survive to maintain the kingdom and the lair she built. whole.

Look, at the moment when the true ruthless darkness raises the battle flag, the original justice and evil have to join hands to protect themselves... It's ironic that it's so weak.