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"Mortals! I have temporarily bestowed upon you the essence and power of the Red Dragon Legion! Now! Fight without fear!!"

"Then I'll gladly accept! Perfect timing... I can take out one of the semi-finished products and use it!"

Tannis, who had just kicked a blue dragonman away, smiled and quickly typed on the virtual keyboard of her mechanical assistant.

"Spatial positioning complete, energy injection complete, G-core activated, mental framework preheating complete, mental connection terminated..."

As Tennys's dazzling tapping speed continued, a massive portal slowly opened behind her, revealing the silhouette of a gigantic robot.

"Final security lock! Released!! G0 Warlord Prototype! Deploy!!!"

48. The Mechanical Heart

Do machines, purely made by mechanics and without any artificial intelligence, have a heart?

This was a question that occasionally puzzled Tannis, because she clearly remembered that, unlike the male mechanics who mastered the hard path of calling upon Gaebo's Fist as an attack mode—the title of Mechanical War God—the female mechanics' advanced title, Mechanical Heart, chose a path that allowed the cold machinery to feel the warmth of a 'heart'. However, she couldn't find a trace of this warmth in her memories of the Celestial Realm.

Now, after sitting in the cockpit of the G0 Warlord and fully connecting her mind with the Warlord, Tannis finally got the answer—the parts that make up the G0 Warlord were cheering, the energy flowing within the G0 Warlord was cheering, and even the G0 Warlord's electronic processing center seemed to be jumping for joy. In her mental world, which had been magnified several times, Tannis could clearly capture the operation of every part of the Warlord and could sense the flow of every bit of energy.

'I see...'

Tanis, perfectly controlling the G0 Warlord, watched Chromaggus charge towards her side, flames still raging from his mouth. A cold smile appeared on her lips. Utilizing the powerful computing capabilities of the drones and mechanical assistants still flying around the battlefield, Tanis's view of the battlefield was no longer first-person, but rather a MOBA-like perspective centered on the G0 Warlord. She had a clear view of the movements of Chromaggus and the surrounding multicolored dragonkin.

'This angle? Hmm, we can try out this weapon first...'

Following Tannis's mental command, several machine guns suddenly emerged from the G0 Warlord's body, firmly locking onto Chromaggus's massive form. Amidst the scraping of metal, a deadly rain of steel enveloped the monster's entire body, instantly riddling Chromaggus's barely recognizable skin with countless holes.

However, such damage was nothing to Chromaggus—as a creature pieced together from corpses, it was strictly undead rather than living. Within seconds of the G0 Warlords swarming it, Nefarian's evil creation had already brought the G0 Warlords into its attack range.

"roar!!!"

"hiss!!!"

Accompanied by two strange sounds that seemed to be either dragon roars or snake hisses, streams of foul energy spread from Chromaggus's body. Jaina and Varok, who were fighting, suddenly felt a tightness in their hearts, as if something like a leech had crawled into their souls.

"Warning, warning, unknown curse detected. Warning, warning, unknown curse detected..."

Before Jaina could even take a moment to examine the nature of this power, one of Tannis's drones hovering near the ceiling emitted a piercing warning at an extremely high volume. Knowing that Tannis's mechanical creations rarely acted without reason, Jaina's hands flashed with arcane light as she quickly expelled the evil power from herself and Varok.

"Nefarian! You have not only desecrated the bodies of your kin, but also their souls!!!"

Vaelastrasz, who immediately recognized that the curse's vessel was the remnant soul of a dragon residing within Chromaggus, forced Onyxia away with a burst of dragonfire while pressing his claw against Nefarian's, and spoke with grief and indignation—since arriving here, Nefarian's behavior had repeatedly pushed his limits of endurance! His heart was almost filled with pain and rage!

"Foolish red dragon! You have no idea what I'm doing!!!"

Nefarian roared, forcing himself to temporarily ignore Varok, who was nimbly approaching him at his feet and trying to climb behind him to attack him. He unleashed a burst of shadowflame with all his might, while Onyxia, under Nefarian's control, used her breath from another angle. Instantly, Valastrasz was engulfed by the two flames.

"Varastaz!!"

Seeing Vaelastrasz engulfed in flames, Jaina panicked and turned to throw two Frostbolts at Nefarian. Meanwhile, Varok swung his chainsaw axe with a distinctive orcish war cry, leaving a deep wound on Nefarian's leg.

"Mortals! Your power is utterly useless before me!!"

Although Jaina's Frozen Orb and Varok's Tear caused Nefarian excruciating pain, it forced itself to endure the agony—it knew very well that if it wanted to escape its predicament, it had to kill Vaelastrasz at all costs, depriving the other three mortals of the support of its red dragon essence!

"And what about such power?"

Tanis's sinister voice came from the drone. Then, in Nefarian's narrowed pupils, two cubes unfolded on the shoulders of the war lord who was fighting Chromaggus in the distance, and hundreds of missiles flew out from them!

"Boom boom boom!!!"

Amidst a series of explosions, Nefarian and Onyxia's bodies were completely covered by missiles fired by the Warlord. Their scales were shattered, and large amounts of dragon blood spilled onto the ground.

Sensing that his master was under terrible attack, Chromaggus, who was locked in battle with the War Lord, shook his two heads again and let out a strange roar. Then, the red dragon and the black dragon spewed out high-temperature flames from their mouths at the same time!

"Temperature too high, heat shield activated, warning, warning, heat shield generator is overloaded and is expected to burn out in one minute."

"One minute... that's enough!!!"

Looking at Chromaggus, who was swaggering in front of her, Tannis gently pressed a button with her right hand, and instantly, the entire control room was filled with dazzling lights.

"G core overload initiated, expected to stop running in 1 minute. Countdown begins, 59, 58..."

"call........."

Feeling the surge of energy circulating within the Warlord's body, Tannis took a deep breath, gradually calming her mind, and the aura of a warrior monk began to emanate from her.

"Mental framework, 120% operational... Hand safety locks released! All cannon doors deployed!"

With Tanis's command, the hands of the war lord gripping Chromagus gradually began to change color: red, gold, and finally, a blinding silver-white. Sensing the immense power emanating from these hands, Chromagus struggled violently—but to no avail.

"Ion cannon, deployment complete."

A cold, mechanical sound rang out, and behind the Warlord, two massive cannons emerged from his body, locking onto Chromaggus—and Nefarian, who was in a straight line.

"Target locked, charging complete."

Seeing Chromaggus, who seemed to be up to something again, and Nefarian, who sensed something and wanted to avoid it, Tanis gently clasped her hands together.

A beam of silvery light pierced through the dim sky above Black Rock Mountain.

49. Blackwing Lair, Aftermath

Nefarian is dead.

Although the G0 Warlord's Overload Ion Cannon had weakened considerably after burning through Chromaggus, the white-hot light still managed to burn through Nefarian's flesh and reach deep into his body. This undoubtedly added a significant burden to the Black Dragonflight, who were fighting desperately.

Thus, with the Chromatic Dragonkin completely destroyed by Tanys's mechanical creations, Nefarian, severely wounded and with the Electric Onyxia only able to perform some basic combat maneuvers, realized that his end was near as he bled profusely.

"You bunch of...useless bastards...you can't...stop the future..."

After uttering his final harsh words, Nefarian, covered in wounds, collapsed heavily to the ground, lifeless. Seeing the black dragon prince fall, Vaelastrasz, who was also on the verge of collapse, also lay on the ground, panting heavily.

"Congratulations, mortals... You have accomplished unimaginable feats... Now, I must return to report to the Red Dragon Legion."

As he said this, Valastrasz walked over to the remains of Nefarian and Onyxia, reaching out to grab them all.

"Hey, wait a minute! Are you planning to take Nefarian and Onyxia's corpses with you?"

Seeing Valastrasz's actions, Tannis, who had just slipped off the G0 Warlord, which was practically half-destroyed due to overload, hurriedly tried to stop him.

"I need to take them back to report, mortal."

"Nefarian's remains can be given to you, but can Onyxia's remains be left to us? After all, your purpose in coming here is for Nefarian, right? You can just take a portion of Onyxia's remains and hand it over, can't you?"

Tanis's words made Valastras tilt his head slightly.

"Why do you want Onyxia's remains, mortal? I've heard you merely display them at the gates of your kingdom."

“Because Onyxia did many unforgivable things to Stormwind, Valastrasz, we need her remains to repent to those she harmed.”

Tanis gave a very serious answer.

“Yes, so, Valastrasz, we hope to bring back Onyxia’s remains so that they may continue to hang at the gates of Stormwind.”

Although she didn't know what Tannis was thinking, Jaina, who felt that Tannis's words made a lot of sense, leaned on her staff and looked at Valastrasz.

"...Hmm, that works too..."

Although, in principle, leaving a dragon's corpse outside the Dragon Graveyard of the Dragon Rest Temple is an act that the dragon race cannot tolerate, the black dragon is normally excommunicated by the other dragons. Therefore, after thinking for a few seconds, Valastrasz readily agreed to leave Onyxia's remains behind—taking only one of Onyxia's horns to report back.

"Phew, that guy left in such a hurry, that's good..."

Watching Valastrasz disappear into the distance, Tanya patted her chest with lingering fear. Jaina was puzzled by Tanya's action.

"Tannis? Is Valastrasz that scary?"

"I thought it was going to burn down Nefarian's lab, but it just ran away with Nefarian's corpse."

"Do you really want to?"

Jaina's expression changed slightly. She thought of Kel'Thuzad of the Council of Six, the brilliant archmage who fell from grace because he became obsessed with a realm he should not have entered.

"My path is mechanical, which has almost no overlap with Nefarian's biological path—you think I want to inherit Nefarian's technology, create a bunch of things to wreak havoc in Azeroth, and then sit on the throne saying cool things before getting killed on the spot? Please, I'm not that stupid!"

Tanya, who could tell what Jaina was thinking at a glance, spoke up in an annoyed tone.

"Because Nefarian's wealth is all in the laboratory. If the laboratory is burned down, Tannis the Great Tinker's ledgers will also be lost."

Valok, having wiped the dragon blood from his battle axe wound, chuckled as he spoke. As a warrior, his intuition was surprisingly accurate in some areas.

"That's right. And Varian and Thrall have already led their men into Nefarian's lab. If we go down too late, we might not get any benefits!"

After saying this, Tannis gently tapped her mechanical assistant, opening a portal to retrieve the G0 Warlord. She then turned and jumped down through the hole arched out by Chromaggus. Recalling something, Jaina watched Tannis jump down and unconsciously gripped her staff. She had a question that almost came to her lips, but she ultimately chose to remain silent.

'Tannis... was that question in Stormwind... a coincidence? Or did you already know everything...?'

——————————————Half an hour later————————————————————

"Tannis the Great Tinkerer! We're just hired hands! We're paid to do this! Don't kill us!!!"

Before Tanis, a group of goblins knelt on the ground, weeping loudly. Beside them lay several Blackrock orcs, their heads severed. Not far away, Varian and Thrall led their troops in a merciless slaughter of Blackrock orcs and those who resisted. The faint smell of blood in the air suggested that the carnage had been going on for some time and might continue for some time.

“If King Varian or Warchief Thrall wanted you dead, you would be just like those guys next to you—”

Tanis drew out her words, looking with pleasure at the group of goblins from the venture capital firm in front of her.

"Is...is that so!"

A few less worldly-wise goblins were overjoyed, but the other goblins lowered their heads even further, because the long syllable sounded like it was followed by that word.

"but!!!"

'They're here!'

The goblins' faces immediately turned sour. They all knew this, but what followed was often a series of accusations and conditions that the goblins could not accept!

"The services you have provided to Nefarian have caused considerable trouble for me, the Alliance, the Horde, and even other dragonflights. According to the laws of all parties, you will still face the death penalty after trial—and will be stripped of all your property."

With a "whoosh," the kneeling goblins turned completely white.

"However, I think you might have something in your minds that could save your lives—or even allow you to retain some possessions. Now, take turns coming to me to write down what you consider most valuable. I will decide your fate based on what you write: life or death? Penniless? With some money? Or the opportunity to serve Ratchet?"

As she spoke, Tennys revealed a devilish smile.

"Duplicates don't count!"

50. Tennyson's 'earnest guidance'