"Dong! Dong! Dong! "The sound of the boulder falling into the sea was like the drumbeat of victory.
Onyxia's heart leaped with joy.
"Haha! I finally dared to make a move against Father! Sure enough, even that fellow Nesario is afraid of Duque! "The black dragon's words naturally had two meanings.
First, she had finally surpassed herself and dared to use her dragon claws on someone she once thought to be absolutely terrifying and someone she would never dare to disobey.
Second, even someone as terrifying as the Wings of Death still had to walk around Duque when they saw him.
This was a simple and straightforward reason.
If Nesario was really that powerful, why didn't he just kill his way to Duque's doorstep and start a war with him?
From the beginning to the end, Duque had released his elemental fluctuations and clearly told all his enemies — I, Duke Marcus, am waiting for you in Stormwind City.
Perhaps it could be said that Duque was arrogant, but it could also be said that Duque was sinister. After all, whoever dared to come to Stormwind City would be swarmed by the demigod powerhouses who had been waiting for a long time through the portal and devoured the intruder.
However, Nesario was terrified. This was real.
He didn't even dare to personally issue a challenge, so he sent an unpresentable stone substitute.
If this wasn't cowardice, what was?
"Wahahaha! Nesario is terrified! 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, if my master can destroy you once, he can destroy you a second time. "Onyxia laughed wildly as she looked at the sea where Nesario's substitute had fallen.
Although the object of her ridicule was her father, the messy affairs of the Black Dragon Clan and the terrible family relationship that was prone to killing each other were just like that.
"Duke Marcus, just you wait! Once I destroy Azeroth, I'll see what use a demigod like you will have! "Nesario's roar came from the void.
At this moment, Duque's Virtual Image also appeared and landed on the special seat above Onyxia's neck. Even though she knew that Duque's main body wasn't here, the Black Dragon Princess still cooperated and allowed Duque to ride her. She flapped her long dragon wings and hovered in the air.
"Oh? 'Since you're dead, Nesario, you should wait quietly for your soul to dissipate. Why did you come here to court death? But if you have any tricks up your sleeves, just come at me. I'll take them on. " Duque raised his head at a standard 45-degree angle, exposing his nostrils in the direction of Nesario's spiritual sense.
That's right!
He just scoffed at it!
Nesario didn't even have the guts to show his face. Similarly, Duque didn't have to come in person. He just had to give a magical 3D image.
"Hehehe! Let's see if you can still be so confident after the world you're so proud of is completely destroyed. "After a sneer, Nesario's Divine Sense disappeared into the void.
"Phew!" Duque's projection exhaled, then looked down at Onyxia. "Come back first."
"Yes, Master!" Her shiny black dragon tail was wagging like a cute puppy. It was obvious that she was in a good mood.
In Stormwind City, Duque quietly watched the changes on Planet Azeroth through the Mage's Eyes that the Magic Net had set up all over the world.
The Cataclysm had finally begun.
Most of the changes were as Duque remembered. The biggest problem on the Alliance's side was still the collapse of the boulder dam, which directly changed the landscape of the wetlands and Loch Modan. Loch Modan was the source of food for the Bronzebeard Dwarves. They couldn't expect the icy Dan Molor to produce enough food for hundreds of thousands of Bronzebeard Dwarves.
It was foreseeable that the Dwarves would cooperate more closely with the Alliance. The Iron Furnace Fort could only buy food with the money from selling machinery and firearms if it became a purely industrial country.
He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
Unfortunately, before the Cataclysm happened, Duque couldn't say, "I have a premonition that the boulder dam will collapse, so you guys do new work in the wetlands in advance." After all, what if the fortifications in the wetlands collapsed as well?
In one of the visual images, a huge pit appeared in the middle of Stranglethorn Vale, which turned into a large whirlpool. The technical term for it was a "pit fissure".
However, when Duque asked Kurtiras to develop the new capital in Booty Bay, he had already taken the Cataclysm into account. Not only did he avoid this pit located in the northeast of the Gurubashi Arena, but he also used 100,000 Murlocs to build a giant breakwater in the shallow sea area west of Booty Bay.
Once upon a time, the captains always complained that they needed to go around the huge breakwater to enter this port, which had been renamed from Booty Bay to [Proudmoore City]. Now, none of them said a word.
In fact, Nesario, who had been instigated by N 'Zoth, could not have done such terrifying damage alone. However, he had brought the four major elemental realms closer to Azeroth, which was the fatal part.
Even if the will of the planet Azeroth recovered, it would not be able to stop the turbulence caused by the elemental disorder.
Moreover, in order to kill C 'Thun back then, the planet had already suffered serious injuries.
To recover from injuries of this level, the time needed by the will of the planet was often measured in units of hundreds of years.
Even though it had suffered injuries of this level, the will of the planet only sent a vague question. If translated into human language, it would only be one sentence: "What happened?"
"N 'Zoth activated the Wings of Death, Nesario, and brought the four major elemental realms closer to the Main Plane. However, I think we can solve it ourselves. "This was how Duque replied to the will of the planet.
"I'll leave it to you." That was what Azeroth said.
Duque knew that this was a form of trust and a promise — as long as he dealt with Nesario this time and did things properly, the reward in the future would definitely be beyond his expectations.
On this side, because they had taken the most thorough precautions, the losses of the Alliance could be said to be very light.
In terms of damage, it was not even as serious as the disaster that Arthas led by the Cataclysm that swept across the Lordaeron Continent 15 years ago.
After all, the evacuation work had been done in advance, and not many people had died. At present, it was estimated that the entire Alliance had only lost a few hundred people. In addition, most of the Alliance used reinforced concrete to build houses, and the houses that collapsed were all old wooden houses, which happened to be able to sell a wave of cement.
The Iron Stove Fort was not a disaster area. The Stormwind Industrial Zone in the Elven Forest had avoided the possibility of a catastrophe when it was first established. It could be said that the industrial foundation of the Alliance was almost undamaged.
As long as they spent some time, the Alliance could take the opportunity to get rid of the old and welcome the new. They could replace the old houses and backward handicrafts, and turn the entire Alliance into a blessing in disguise and usher in a new life.
"Phew!" In the study, Duque let out a breath of turbid air. "We finally made it through."
Just as Duque sighed, he found that Onyxia had returned.
"Master, it seems that you haven't tamed a dragon for a long time, right?" The black dragon's face was unusually flushed.
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