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Upon learning that their chieftain was finally about to enter the arena, the Blackrock orc warriors raised their weapons and jumped into the bloody battleground without hesitation—they knew they would surely die, but as long as they could weaken the two terrifying enemies before them and pave the way for Chieftain Red Blackhand's victory, their sacrifice would be meaningful!

"That Red Black Hand is probably going to run away."

Varian spat disdainfully. After witnessing many orcs with traits he never thought he would have, he discovered that he had encountered yet another: cowardice.

“Miss Tanis’s drone is following him; he can’t escape. If he wants the death of a coward, I will grant him that wish.”

Thrall, wielding the Doomhammer, met the Blackrock orc warrior charging towards him.

————————————Red Blackhand's Dragon's Lair——————————————————

“Good, Gus, you’re still here.”

Seeing Gus lying obediently in the den, Red Blackhand was secretly pleased. As usual, he walked to Gus's side, picked up a piece of meat and fed it, then climbed onto its back.

"Come on, Gus, let's go for a drive."

Red Blackhand, shaking the reins, spoke thus, and Gus, as usual, spread his wings and took flight... towards the arena.

"Guss! You're wrong! We should go this way!!"

Guss didn't change direction; instead, he flew even faster!

"Guiss!! Guiss!! No!!!"

Amidst Red Blackhand's desperate cries, Gais carried him to the top of the arena, just as the last Blackrock Warrior was killed by Varian.

"He didn't run away, Varian."

Seeing Red Blackhand ride a dragon and fly over their heads, Thrall smiled slightly. Well, although Red Blackhand was his mortal enemy, it was still quite shameful for an orc to turn and run away when faced with a powerful foe, as the son of a former orc chieftain.

"I admit I misread it."

Varian readily admitted his 'mistake' and pointed his sword at Red's Blackhand, whose face was now bloodless because his skin was dark.

"Come down, you can choose how you die."

————————————Blackwing Lair————————————————

"Hmm, okay... that's fine."

In Blackwing Lair, Nefarian, who was remotely controlling Gais and leading Red Blackhand to their deaths, nodded and turned back to continue tinkering with his things.

"The head of an orc chieftain is enough to get you out of here..."

47. Raid on Blackwing Lair

While Nefarian, unaware of Vaelastrasz's presence, mistakenly believed the invading enemy had come to attack after hearing news of Rend Blackhand, a four-man squad consisting of Tannis, Jaina, Vaelastrasz, and Varok was secretly operating behind the Blackrock Horde's settlement in Blackrock Spire, under Tannis's disguise, with their target being a higher point in Blackrock Spire.

"It should be that area."

Behind a wall that was mostly broken, Tannis stopped and pointed slightly to a large area in front of her that appeared to be just the ruins of the upper Blackrock Spire.

“I can faintly sense the corrupt aura of the black dragon coming from over there. I recognize that evil spell.”

Valastrasz gently squeezed the white beard that he had simulated when he transformed into a human, and spoke in a deep voice. If Tanis hadn't told him beforehand not to act recklessly, he would have already transformed into a dragon, broken through the spell, and rushed into Nefarian's lair.

"Can it be cracked?"

Jaina also spoke softly. She had also noticed the large barrier in front of her, but dragon magic was different from the magic humans inherited from elves, so she had no idea how to break the illusion Nefarian had created with his magic.

"Yes, Tennys, do you need me to crack it?"

Valastrasz looked at Tannis, who gently shook her head, her hands flying across the virtual keyboard.

"Wait a minute—by the way, Valastrasz, from your perspective, is this barrier partially or fully covered? I mean, does this barrier work when facing the outer area of ​​Blackrock Spire?"

“Of course it works. Nefarian wouldn’t want birds or worse flying into his nest every now and then—Tannis, do you want that?”

Suddenly remembering the drones, large and small, that Tannis had released during her battle, Valastrasz's eyes flashed slightly. He roughly understood why the human in front of him was asking if his barrier was a full-coverage barrier.

"When I was very young, I dealt with Nefarian and his evil creations—I risked everything I had at the time, only to barely break even... no, I should say I lost money. I had to work for my father for years without pay to pay off the loan. So, after that day, I kept a record of my debts to Nefarian, adding a reasonable amount of interest to it every year..."

Tanis's calm voice contained a strange hatred that Valastrasz had never felt before. But for some reason, as a red dragon, he felt a vague sense of fear towards Tanis after hearing her words.

"Now might be a good opportunity to collect the debt."

As Tannis spoke, several images appeared before her—some of the interior of Blackrock Spire, others of the outer layer of Blackrock Mountain, but without exception, all of them were marked with strange red outlines.

"Is this Nefarian's barrier area? What are these red outlines?"

Because Tennys also provided Valastrasz and the others with submachine glasses, everyone here saw these photos.

"Those red outlines are 'heat-radiating' things moving inside the barrier; they could be guards, test subjects, researchers, or even servants..."

After saying this, Tannis snapped her fingers, and all the images came together. Combining the currently explored terrain of Blackrock Spire, she outlined a small, missing section with beams and red dots flashing within it—a 3D area.

"It's not very complete; my drone can't handle the more inward areas."

Although Tennyson's tone was full of regret, the eyes of the people present—especially Valastrasz—had completely changed.

"From a distribution standpoint, there are undoubtedly fewer enemies near the entrance above the barrier, but manpower will be a major problem if we want to launch a surprise attack from the outer layer of Blackrock Spire."

Jaina spun the model in front of her, frowning. According to the intelligence obtained from Tanis's drones, the highest point of Nefarian's lair was almost undefended, but the only exit from that place was built on the steep Blackrock Mountain, making it difficult for ordinary soldiers to invade.

“Even the bravest mortal trembles in the face of a dragon—Jaina, I do not look down on you; you have proven your courage with the bones and blood of Onyxia. However, what lies in Nefarian’s lair is far more evil than what lies in Onyxia’s lair. Therefore, I strongly suggest launching a surprise attack from the sky.”

After saying that, Valastrasz looked at Tannis.

"When I break Nefarian's evil spells, I will transform back into my red dragon form, at which point I can allow two people to climb on my back."

"Can orcs do it?"

"Orcs?"

A hint of anger flashed across Valastrasz's face. Because of the Red Dragon Queen, the orcs were practically synonymous with being killed without mercy to the Red Dragonflight.

"If you don't want to, that's fine with me, Red Dragon."

Varok Saurfang, who had remained silent while Tannis and the others discussed professional matters, replied gruffly. In fact, he was already quite surprised that Vaelastrasz hadn't caused trouble when Tannis invited him to join the secret team.

".....No......"

Valastrasz gritted his teeth, and the people around him could hear the red dragon grinding his teeth slightly.

"While you orcs bear some responsibility for the Queen's actions, the true culprit is Deathwing, and those we are about to kill are Deathwing's evil offspring..."

———————————————Top of Blackwing Lair——————————————————

"Sister, even in death you will still be so beautiful..."

Nefarian sat on his throne, watching with great interest as Onyxia's corpse, which he had stitched up, removed the excess organs, and installed with a power system, was now able to walk around the hall. His soul was completely consumed by the excitement of 'resurrecting' his sister, so much so that he didn't notice the red dragon swooping down at high speed in the distance.

"Snap!!!"

With a sound like shattering glass, Vaelastrasz brutally destroyed Nefarian's barrier using dragon magic, knocking down two pillars in the process. One of the pillars, unfortunately, crashed into Nefarian, turning the black dragon prince, who had been immersed in joy just a moment before, into a gray figure.

“Red Dragon...you dare to trespass into my territory...you will be tormented by the flames of my brother and sister, wishing you were dead.”

Seeing the red dragon land on his territory, Nefarian, with a fierce glint in his eyes, dusted himself off and suddenly spread his dragon wings. In less than ten seconds, the black dragon prince Nefarian revealed his true form, controlling his sister's remains to confront Vaelastrasz.

"You will die just like your sister, Black Dragon."

Jaina jumped off Valastrasz's back and raised her staff. It was then that Nefarian noticed that there were three mortals beside Valastrasz.

"Hehehe, hehehe, hahahahaha!! Valastrasz, so it was you who orchestrated the mortal attack on the Blackrock Horde! You thought those pathetic orcs were my entire army?! No!!"

With a deep, wicked laugh from the black dragon prince, Nefarian flapped his wings, and most of the walls around the terrace collapsed instantly, as hundreds of brightly colored dragonkin, dragon beasts, or whelps rushed into the battlefield.

"Mortals, you should fight my defective creation. After I deal with this arrogant red dragon, I will mercifully burn you to ashes."

"Ahem... Nefarian, it's been almost 10 years, and your work hasn't improved much. As a researcher, aren't you ashamed? — Oh, and you even attacked your own sister's remains! Even as a human, I'm ashamed of you!"

Just as Nefarian thought he had arranged the fate of the 'mortal' and Vaelastrasz, Tanis's voice, amplified by the loudspeaker, echoed clearly on the terrace. Provoked, Nefarian looked down and saw Tanis fully armed, her dark yellow eyes reflecting his gaze.

"You are......"

At first, Nefarian didn't recognize Tanis, but when he saw the drones flying around her, Tanis's image gradually overlapped with that of the little guy from Redridge Mountains—the little guy who single-handedly intercepted his army.

"Colorful Dragon Legion, tear this arrogant bastard to pieces! I'm going to feed her to my experimental subjects."

After giving his colorful dragonkin army orders in a disdainful tone, Nefarian glanced at Tannis's location and flicked his tail lightly—

"Palatala—"

With a series of crisp sounds, a large number of scales were missing from Nefarian's tail—Tannis was not knocked into the chromatic dragons as it had expected, but instead retaliated against it!

"Attack! Roar! Attack!!!"

Although the removal of the outermost dragon scales was insignificant to Nefarian, Tani's actions undoubtedly ignited the last spark of anger in the proud black dragon prince. He roared as he slammed heavily into Vaelastrasz, who was preparing to clear the area with dragonfire, while mumbling commands.

"Perfect timing... I'm about to launch an attack too, Nefarian. Since you've already shown me your troops, how about I give you a taste of my legion as a return gift?"

Seeing the colorful dragonmen, dragon beasts, and baby dragons surrounding her, Tannis simply clapped her hands lightly.

"Zzzzz!!!!"

A blue light flashed, and several portals, each at least a meter tall, unfolded around the drones beside Tannis. All sorts of mechanical creations poured out of the portals, engulfing Nefarian's chromatic dragon army like a real tide. Upon contact, Nefarian's ragtag army suffered a loss of nearly one-fifth of its strength!

"roar!!!!!"

Seeing his chromatic dragon army fall into a disadvantage from the start, Nefarian let out a deep roar, forced Vaelastrasz aside, controlled Onyxia to hold back the red dragon's wings, and turned to prepare to unleash a Shadowflame Breath on Tannis's mechanical forces.

However, before he could unleash his Shadowflame, Jaina's Sphere of Frost exploded in his eye, the biting cold causing Nefarian to blink instinctively.

"Nefarian! Remember my name! Varok Saurfang!! That is the name of the warrior who will soon take your head!"

Before Nefarian could even open his eyes, Varok had already used his honed combat skills, combined with the small propulsion pack from Ratchet, to leap high into the air and use the thrusters to execute a brilliant change of direction, landing heavily on Nefarian's back.

"Hey mage over there! Is that really magic you're using?! Don't play with fire!!"

Sensing the impact coming from behind him, Nefarian, in a moment of desperation, did not hesitate to use one of his trump cards—mental interference. The invisible mental force spread out rapidly and then smashed into Jaina.

"What??"

When his trump card failed, Nefarian's mind went blank for a moment. In that instant, Vaelastrasz, freed from Onyxia's stiff hold, charged heavily into Nefarian's neck, forcing the black dragon prince back several steps. Varok seized the opportunity, using his chainsaw axe to slice open the scales on Nefarian's back, stuffing his large-caliber bolter into the wound, and blasting out all the ammunition in one go!

"No! No! You bunch of useless bastards!!! You can't defeat me! Impossible! Chromaggus! Help me!!!"

Amidst Nefarian's distorted roar, wounded in the back and flowing with scorching dragon blood, a large bulge suddenly rose from the ground atop Blackrock Spire. A creature that looked like a gigantic beast, yet strangely possessed two heads—one black and one red—and appeared to be pieced together from several corpses, burst forth from the cave, emitting a silent howl as it faced the battlefield.

"Nefarian! Your blasphemy will end today!!!"

Vaelastrasz, who could tell at a glance that Chromaggus was pieced together from the corpses of dragons and young dragons, was filled with rage. He unleashed his full power, and with his reckless actions, Jaina suddenly felt her mental energy recover several times faster. Varok found that his fatigue had vanished, and even Tannis felt that she had never felt so good.